Kenma Kozume X Reader - Tumblr Posts
“hold still!” —
SYP — self care night w ur sweet bf!
GEN. — fluff, crack
WARN. — gn!reader, male characters
REQ. — “Hi! Can I mayb request a skincare or spa day for any blue lock characters? If you don’t except this req, that’s totally fine! Thanks anyway!!!”
NOTES. — omg xyae!!! you finally posted!! no need for the applause guys 🙄🙄 also, i know some characters like reo, childe, kaeya etc would already know about skincare but we’re gna ignore that kay 😛
“stop moving!”
“i can’t help it, you’re smothering my face with this — this cleanser stuff!”
you sigh in mock annoyance, reaching your clean fingers to adjust the frog headband sitting on his hairline.
“do you do this everyday?” he tilts his head, squinting his eyes when you continue rubbing the product on his cheeks.
you hum in agreement, “its a way of taking care of your skin. you know, getting it to clear up.”
“my skin’s just fine. i just wash it with soap and not this — ‘hydrating cleanser’ stuff,” he rolls his eyes, using his fingers to air quote.
“how the hell do you have such nice skin when you wash it with hand soap?” you deadpan.
“genetics? i don’t really know,” he shrugs, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning into your gentle touch.
you hum. “ok, go wash this off,” you trail off, turning your back and grabbing the masks and serums. “so we can start with these!” you beam.
his eyebrow twitches.
“what’s that for?” he cocks a brow, pointing at the small package on your lap. “you’ll see in a sec,” you smile, tearing it open.
walking over, you adjust his cute sanrio headband again before gently placing the face mask on his face. he shivers but before he could open his mouth to complain or make some sassy quip, you slap a lip mask on his face.
that was 30 minutes ago.
now you’re stuck on the floor with a sleepy man twice your size, quite literally squeezing the life out of you.
“babe, we were supposed to take the masks off like 10 minutes ago,” you sighed, patting his head. you hear him grumble, mumbling incoherently.
“i’ll do it then, stay still,” you smiled softly, reaching for your mask and then his masks. “tilt your head back a bit.” he complies and you reach for the serum bottles.
applying a small drop of serum on his forehead and cheeks, you take notice of how his eyebrows furrow slightly at the cold liquid.
“it’s a lil cold,” you chuckle, kissing his forehead before spreading the serum all over his face.
he hums sleepily, voice breaking softly as his eyes flutter close.
it’s quiet for a while, before..
SLAP!
“oww!” he yelps, eyes flying open as he sits up hastily. “why are you slapping me?” he manages to get out in between slaps. you hum, “it helps your skin to absorb the product better.”
he side eyes you.
you hear him groan. ignoring it, you continue with your skincare routine. “ugh!” he groans, way louder and more exaggerated. you feel your eyebrow twitch.
by the time you chose to stop ignoring his whining, he’d already kicked the blankets off the bed.
“what do you want? i already finished your skincare so just go to bed,” you sigh, reaching for your eye cream.
“yea but when are you gonna finish?” he asks softly. ‘i can’t sleep without you.’
you smile at him through the vanity mirror.
“baby, just one more thing alright?” the sleeping mask you reach for clatters on the table softly. “five more minutes. can you wait for me, hon?”
he hums tiredly, standing up and making his way behind you.
he kneels down, wrapping his arms gently but securely around your waist and rests his head on your back. “hurry up, w’na hold you so bad.”
your heart flutters and your movements stutter. you gulp, patting the product into your pink cheeks.
you both slept horribly that night since he fell asleep holding you and you couldn’t drag his heavy ass to bed.
— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO, rin (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE, xiao, venti, ITTO (star rail) sampo, JING YUAN (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, KENMA, KUROO (KNY) TANJIRO, giyu, sanemi (assclass) KARMA, ISOGAI () YOUR FAVES
@xyaehir 2024. This is my content, inspired or not. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3
"You're in my Jersey!"
♡ Haikyuu boys see you in their uniform! ♡
Kenma
He thought he wouldn't care (he cares very very much)
You never really went out of your way to go to Kenma's games, he always made sure that you knew it wasn't that big of a deal to him, you two get to hang out whenever you want. one game won't chanegg anything.
Kuroo (the little meddlers) can't let that slide
He's the one that proposed that you come to one of Nekoma's games, provideing you with one of Kenma's jersey's
Kenmas eyes went real wide when he saw you in the crowd 👀
You know how Nekomata usually subs him out for one of the sets- that's not gonna happen today
Everyone looking at him like 🤨🤔 and he mumbles the weakest shit about showing off his internal organs or whatever Yamamoto be talking about
Kuroo laughing in the background (with his ugly ass hyena laugh, baby I love you but why 💀)
He's gotta show off for his girl
Don't worry, she knows you got stamina
He's playing the best game of his life, demolishing the enemy
His team don't know what's going on but they enjoy this side of Kenma while they have the chance
After the game, he makes sure that you understand how much he appreciates you in his jersey
"I like this look on you." Kenma mumbles and plays with the bottom of the jersey that brushes against your thighs.
At his admission, you give a cheeky grin. "Look at that Kenny." You coo, "you like when I wear your clothes."
The tips of his ears start to turn pink, but he can't help nodding along when you wonder aloud if you should come to more of his games. A possessive side (that shocks him to the core) pops up at the idea of you wearing more of his clothes. For once, Kuroo's idea isn't a complete train wreck.
Bokuto
No way are you dating Bokuto and not coming to one of his games
Put on your clown shoes 🤡👞 because you gotta be one if you think that he would ever let that slide
You might possibly kill Akaashi because you've raised Bokuto's ego so much, but Bokuto looks at you with so much love in his eyes that it's hard to regret your decision (though, serious apologies Akaashi)
He's playing at his best with his baby in the crowd
There 👏🏾 are 👏🏾 no 👏🏾 emo 👏🏾 modes 👏🏾
The love of his life is in the crowd, you're delusional if you think anything can turn his frown upside down 😃
He probably broke some of the blockers arms with how hard he's hitting the ball
Not the only thing that's hard
Who cares about those blockers when his baby's here 😍
He barely makes it to the offical end of the game before he's rushing into the crowd to get you. As soon as he lays his eyes on your amazing figure in his jersey, he's grabbing you by the waist and spinning you in the air. "Baby!!! You gotta wear this more!!!" His eyes shine even brighter (which you thought was an impossible feat with how birght they already are.)
You snort, "like I don't wear this enough." You lay your hands on the sameside of his face and give him a gentle kiss on his nose, "I swear, you want this to be the only thing I wear."
He gives a toothy grin at that, "exactly!"
Incorrect x reader haikyuu quotes
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I’m doing here a shitpost of a few I find on the internet. I don’t own any of these and if you do find the owners please tell me and ill add the credit. ( also inspired by @exhausted-smiles )
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(Y/N) : The food is too hot, I can’t eat it. Kuroo : You’re too hot and I still want to eat you (Y/N) : What - Kenma: Lunch. One peaceful lunch, just one.
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Kuroo: How’d the date go?
Kenma : I wanted to compliment them. Tell them they had a wonderful smile and all that. Kuroo: What happened? Kenma: They smiled at me and I said ’You had eyes’
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(Aged so its not underage)
Nishinoya : How drunk was I last night? (Y/N) : You called milk cereal water.
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Kageyma, opening a milk carton : I’m going to drink my sorrows away.
Tanaka: What happened
Nishinoya: (Y/N)-san was busy.
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(Y/N): You’re smiling, did something good happen today?
Tsukkishima: I can’t smile because I feel like it?
Yamaguchi: Hinata tripped and fell during practice today,
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(Y/N): I can’t believe were stuck in this room together
Yamamoto, swallowing the key: Truly unfortunate
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Tsukki: The glass is half empty.
(Y/N): I think the glass is half full.
Tsukki: I think you’re full of shit.
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Kenma: Can you do the thing?
(Y/N): Hm? What thing?
Kenma: The thing that never fails to make me happy
(Y/N): Oh.
(Y/N): *smiles*
Kenma: Thank you.
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Lev: It’s really muggy out today.
(Y/N): If I go outside and all our mugs are on the front lawn, I’m going to kill you.
Lev: * sips coffee from a bowl *
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(Y/N): If you work on farm and your job is to take care of the chickens, you are a chicken tender
Ushijima, eyes wide staring up at the ceiling:
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(Y/N): Today, I lost my boyfriend, and your captain, Daichi.
Daichi, from the other room: QUIT TELLING PEOPLE IM DEAD
(Y/N): Sometimes, I can still hear his voice
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( aged again ) (Y/N), drunk at 2am: Snakes have this thing called a hemipenis, it means they have two dicks.
Kuroo, equally drunk: Nao from Nohebi has two dicks
Kuroo: One is in his pants, and one is his personality
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(Y/N): *putting on chapstick*
Kageyama: What flavor is that?
(Y/N): Cherry
Kageyama: Can I try some
(Y/N): Yeah *hands over the chapstick*
Kageyama: *kisses (Y/N)* Holy shit, it tastes like Cherry
*(Y/N).exe has stopped functioning*
( https://suunnysyde.tumblr.com/post/625031413150924800/incorrect-x-reader-haikyuu-quotes-part-2 )
hail’s original fics, headcanons and smau masterlist for haikyuu
a/n: this masterlist only includes my longer requests and original works! there will be no celebration asks, short requests or prompts on here
haikyuu:
– headcanons –
facetime calls (bokuto, kuroo, kageyama) their crush compliments their muscles (ushijima, bokuto, tendou, goshiki) easily lost s/o (bokuto and akaashi) being seijoh’s manager being nekoma’s manager their crush sleeps on their shoulder (asahi, daichi, ushijima, oikawa) easily lost s/o (ushijima, kuroo, bokuto, tsukishima) a clingy s/o (kenma and yamaguchi) affectionate s/o (oikawa, tsukishima, atsumu, iwaizumi) talking about the future (tenma) introducing s/o to the team (kyoutani) having a similar son (sakusa) having a smol s/o (sakusa) courting their s/o (atsumu, oikawa) crushing on nekoma manager (tsukishima) seijoh manager (kyoutani) crushing on kageyama’s sister (tsukishima) his son goes to his volleyball game (ushijima) shy s/o plays volleyball (atsumu and sakusa) teaching you to play volleyball (kageyama and kenma) you say i love you (tendou, yaku, tsukishima) talking about the future (kageyama, oikawa, nishinoya seijoh manager (oikawa) crushing on manager(akaashi)
– fics –
thats my wife (sakusa kiyoomi) - when you show up for your first day of managing the black jackals, your husband is less than thrilled with the attention you recieve from his team-members cheek kisses and butterflies (bokuto koutaro) - bokuto’s good luck charm and biggest weakness nearly misses one of the most important games of his career and he can’t handle it fateful consequences (oikawa tooru) - you and oikawa get into a fight before his biggest game of the season and it’s up to him to fix what he broke promised neverland (kageyama tobio) - you and kageyama had made many promises to one another, but, perhaps the king doesn’t need a princess after all
– mini masterlists –
so… you’re dating masterlist bird watching masterlist
– smau masterlists –
eagle eyed (kageyama tobio) - in which you, the younger sister of ushijima wakatoshi, decide to put on a children’s volleyball camp at shiratorizawa and meet kageyama tobio, who steals your heart, despite the warnings of your older brother status: completed blind date (kenma kozume) - as a youtuber, you see it as your job to be kind to everyone like you on the platform. however, one by the name of kodzuken continously pushes your buttons and has now been labeled your archenemy. but, what happens when the person your friends set you up on a date with, turns out to be the man who’s impartial attitude makes you want to rip your hair out? status: ongoing number neighbor (terushima yuuji) - while pursuing your education degree as a hopeful college freshman, surronded by your crackhead friend group, you are unlucky enough to recieve a text that you don’t have time for. but, is your number neighbor really as annoying as he seems? maybe, he’s a bit closer than you think status: coming soon
requests status: CLOSED with five pending
Incorrect x reader Haikyuu quotes !!
Part 2, Nekoma edition! ( bonus Akaashi and Bokuto (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ )
Here’s more incorrect quotes, again if you know the person who made the original quote feel free to tag them. Here’s a Nekoma version because they’re my favoite. I’ll do the other teams later. Also to my new followers, bad choice but keep doing it.
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(Y/N) : Kozu ? You’re still awake?
Kenma: it’s not that late
(Y/N): it’s 2am
Kenma: it’s not that late
(Y/N): how long are you planning to stay awake?
Kenma: until 5am
(Y/N): …we have school at 7
Kenma: until 5 am
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Yaku: if you were going to die , what would be your last words ?
(Y/N): finally
Yaku: No -
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Lev: four months…
Kuroo: what’s he talking about?
(Y/N), giggling: It’s nothing really-
Lev: THATS HOW LONG YOU WATCHED ME WATER A FAKE PLANT
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Akaashi: can you recommend me a book that made you cry?
(Y/N): general mathematics 6th edition
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Kuroo: wow that shirt is great, (Y/N).
(Y/N): thanks.
Kuroo : but I bet it would look better on Kenma’s floor
Kenma: are you hitting on (Y/N)… for me?
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( aged up )
Yamamoto : Aw you had a crush on me
Yamamoto : that’s embarrassing
(Y/N): we’re married
Yamamoto : still
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Lev: here you go (Y/N), a nice cup of hot coffee.
(Y/N): oh… it’s cold.
Lev: Nice cup of coffee.
(Y/N): it’s horrible-
Lev: Cup of coffee.
(Y/N): Is this even coffee?
Lev: Cup.
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(Y/N): I can’t go, stress is bad for the baby
Kuroo: What baby?
(Y/N): me.
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(Y/N) : Say yes to Drugs
Yaku: Say no to drugs
Kuroo: it doesn’t matter what you tell drugs
Kuroo : because if you’re talking to drugs you’re taking Drugs
(Y/N): thanks science genius
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Kenma: Why are your tongues purple?
(Y/N): We had slushees, i had a red one
Kuroo: I had a blue one
Kenma: oh
Kenma:
Kenma: OH
Fukunaga:
Fukunaga: So you drank each other’s slushees?
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Cop: What’re your names?
Bokuto: Don’t tell them, (Y/N)
Cop : (Y/N)…
Bokuto : shit
(Y/N): Nice going, Bokuto
Cop:
(Y/N): fuck.
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(Y/N), on the phone with Kenma: What’re you doing?
Kenma, playing video games: The dishes
(Y/N): was that a laser gun?
Kenma: it’s a bad neighborhood.
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Lev: Did it hurt?
(Y/N), sighing: When I fell from heaven-
Lev: when you fell from a vending machine
(Y/N):
Lev: cause you’re a snack ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Part three !!
Best series 👌✨ Loved it 😍
𝕤𝕪𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕤𝕚𝕤: enroute to being a neurosurgeon, y/n l/n doesn’t have time for fun, let alone dating. after her friends set her up on a blind date gone wrong, she comes face 2 face with none other than her date’s best friend. her world flips on axis, and suddenly she has no idea how her brain works, or love-at-first-sight.
𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: kozume kenma x medstudent!female!reader
𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: college au! substance & alcohol use, profanity, sexual innuendos, post-timeskip
𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕖: crack, fluff, possibly angst (nothing super bad tho)
𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: send an ask to be added!
𝕒/𝕟: i wasn’t planning on posting this for another week but im impulsive lol, hope u like it
left airpods || right airpods
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nah cause if they dont text me like this, I dont want them 😭❤️
boyfriend texts ˃ᴗ˂ kenma kozume
lmao i didnt feel like making a pt2 so i dumped them all in this post
(also in the 6th image it's supposed to say "i saw the way he was" mb)
definitely gonna be waiting for the next updates 🤩🤩
SOUR: A KENMA KOZUME SMAU.
Pairing: Streamer!Kenma Kozume x Kitten Rescuer! Reader
Summary: As a rainy night hits the streets of the New York, Kenma finds a group of newborn kittens with no mother in the middle of the street. After talking to some of his friends, they help him contact a kitten rescuer, who happens to have a boyfriend. Still, that doesn't stop him from falling for her.
Trope: Strangers to friends to lovers, SMAU only, influencer/celebrity AU!
Warnings: mentions of pet grief, toxic behavior in the gamer community as well as social media, manipulation, gaslighting, emotionally absent partner. Each warning will be tagged in post.
A/N: LOOK LOOK, this is something I've been wanting to post for a minute and I couldn't figure out the plot of American Cliché so, this is the result! You'll find all the posts about it under the tag of #sourkenmakozume! Send me an ask to join the taglist and pls if u don't wanna see that block the tag "#sourtaglist" !
status: ongoing taglist: CLOSED! updates: every week!
MEET THE STREAMERS || MEET THE RESCUERS
I. A GIFT UNDER THE RAIN.
II. WHISKERS MCWHISKERS FACE
III. AM I FAMOUS NOW?
—I ONLY CARE ABOUT CAT PICTURES
—BRUTAL
—TRAITOR
—DRIVER'S LICENSE
—ONE STEP FOWARD
—BETRAYAL
—THREE STEPS BACK
—CALM BEFORE THE STORM
—AN OPEN SECRET
—HAPPIER
—A BIG LOSS
—DEJA VU
—SMILE, TRAITOR!
—SKIN
—ENOUGH FOR YOU
—AN ADDITION TO THE FAMILY!
—THE QUESTION.
EPILOGUE.
© MATTSVN 2021. All rights reserved. Do not repost, modify or claim as yours
𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝
paring: kenma kozume x fem!reader
genre: smau (^_^)!!, comedy, fluff, slight angst, college!au, slow burn (?), friends to lovers, constant pinning reader x in hard denial kozume
summary: the worst part of having a secret crush on yn kuroo, in kozume kenma's case, is that she's one of his close friend's ex and his childhood friend's sister. although y/n makes it clear she harbors deep feelings for the blonde, the two reasons that restrict kozume from making any moves, don't necessarily limit her, “no tetsu, I do not have a crush on your best friend aka my ex-high school situationship aka my recent ex’s best friend… but if I said I did what would the consequences be?” summaries aren't my best suit but wtvr
update sched: hopefully every wednesday n friday (im lying) (updates are often at random)
warning/notes: grammar errors, characters may be (definitely) ooc, profanity, kys/kms jokes, atsumu n yaku's years are off (atsumu is a senior n yaku is a junior), following usa school system btw, lowercase intended, *I FOUND OUT WAY TOO LATE THAT KOZUME IS KENMA'S LAST NAME AND NOT HIS FIRST 😭😭* uhhh none of the pictures used are mine!! (middle picture used made by hakiso_o on twt)
key
✎ - written chapter
profiles
malnourished art students + supportive parentals
kozu's paycheck
table of contents
01 ugly and bitchless
02 surrounded by homosexuals - ✎
03 stuck w me - ✎
04 fnaf
05 you. win.
06 denial is a river in egypt
07 whore house
08 moments before disaster - ✎
09 therapy
10 hi cheese
11 moral support - ✎
12 how cute - ✎
13 blondie #1.5
14 deja vu - ✎
hnnnghh marked as mature so idk if u all can see it but js lmk if u can’t 💔💔
15 monopoly
16 NOTHONGZ
17 sixth sense
18 chivalry isn't dead
19 #onebedtroupe - ✎
20 touché - ✎
21 grandmama chocolate cake - ✎
22 side-hustling - ✎
23 mistake - ✎
24 towels
25 nair hair removal - ✎
26 mic drop
27 cramps - ✎
28 TYPE SHIT
29 secret little personal diary
30 sassy man apocalypse - ✎
31 old man - ✎
32 nipples in a twist
33 BOLSHIE
34 me n the girls
35 introverted freak - ✎
36 first amendment
37 js bitch slapped my ex
38 golden setter
39 dad that stepped up
40 so feminist of you
extras
01 twilight
Helpless
Kenma Kozume x Fem!Reader
Warning(s): NSFW. Quickie. Anxiety.
Authors Note: Reposted.
You’d always known your soulmate, in a weird sort of way.
The two of you were on opposite sides of the globe, casually doodling patterns across each other's skin while the other slept. It had become painfully clear in childhood that the two of you didn't speak the same language; with the help of your mother, you’d figured out that it was Japanese at least.
Unfortunately, you’d lived in a poor, rural part of america, so finding the money or place to study the language had been something far beyond what your family could do at the time.
No, it wasn’t until you had gotten a sports scholarship to college that you’d managed to slip it into your curriculum. Needless to say, the thought of finally managing a conversation with your other half, after many years of speaking almost exclusively in doodles and broken English, made your heart swell uncomfortably in your chest.
Even better, you finally knew his name. Well, how to say it.
You’d memorized the kanji years ago, despite having no idea what it meant; you’d been a bit overeager to finally hear it spoken aloud and ambushed your professor on the first day of class. He’d been amused when explaining the details to you, and thus, the first thing you’d learned to say in proper Japanese was Kozume Kenma.
Kenma! You’d written it on your wrist, hoping to garner the man's attention since you’d figured out that he was a bit of a night owl; sure enough, a small smiley face appeared beside it to indicate you had his attention.
With the help of your Japanese teacher, you managed to write your phone number on your forearm; the little :O Kenma doodled in response before your phone pinged with a laughing emoji made your heart flutter. Your elderly professor patted your shoulder before heading to the front of the class to begin his lecture, and you added your soulmate to your contacts.
* * *
“Y/N--” His sentence came out a bit too quick for you to effectively translate and you felt a pout forming on your face as you tried to keep up. Seeming to realize the issue at your prolonged silence, you heard Kenma laugh softly before saying, in english:
“It is nice to hear you.” Melting, you murmured your agreement; with that, he went back to speaking in Japanese and you just listened to the sound of his voice, flopping backwards in bed with a beaming smile on your face.
* * *
“Do you work?” You’d gotten better at understanding him over a months worth of classes, but Kenma was kind enough to use English as often as he could. Apparently he’d had mandatory English during school, but he’d been a lazy student, and after years of being out of high school, he’d gotten rusty with what he did know.
“At the University Library, yeah! My housing is covered on my scholarship, though, so it’s primarily for groceries and stuff.” You could hear the sound of gunshots in the background and realized he was playing video games while the two of you talked; with a grin, you shifted the topic to him and found yourself delighted when he went off on a small tangent about the latest feature of his current favorite game.
You’d never really been interested in video games, but anything that got your normally soft-spoken soulmate to ramble automatically got a thumbs up in your book.
* * *
“Come see me.” You choked on your water as you crossed campus; the sound of his sleepy voice making you shiver pleasantly despite nearly coughing up your lungs.
“I can’t afford that.” You’d laughed after a moment, and his husky chuckle had you pausing to lean against the nearest brick wall.
“I’ll pay for it.”
“Thats, like, a thousand dollars minimum, a-and I don’t even have a passport; I couldn’t just--”
“Y/N,” Firmly, he interrupted your polite denial. “I can afford it. Let me do this, please.” Clearing your throat, you promised to think about it before using your next class as an excuse to escape the weird tension that had formed; as you hung up your phone, you willed the butterflies in your stomach to still.
You also started checking your schedule for next quarter and the details of your scholarship in the hopes you could take some time to leave the country; tentatively, you sent him the details on a flight that would work that evening as you settled in to sleep.
* * *
After jumping through about a million different hoops, you managed to get your passport; Kenma bought your ticket for the upcoming winter break, and since you'd never seen snow, your other half insisted he'd take you further north than Tokyo.
"You'll love it." He promised, all eager whispers and quiet laughter. The end of the quarter seemed to drag on, after that, and the closer your flight came the more anxious you got.
What if he didn't like you? Or, worse, found you unattractive? Sure, you guys had sent selfies and done the occasional facetime, but you'd learned the moment you got a cellphone what angles worked best to make you look more appealing and now it was second nature. Was that cat-fishing? Were you cat-fishing your soulmate?
You tried not to overthink it.
* * *
After a miserably long red-eye flight, you landed in Japan.
You weren't entirely positive what half the signs said, but with the help of google and a phone call to Kenma, you managed well enough.
Don't puke, don't puke, don't puke--
You were literally trembling when you made your way towards the exit, scanning the crowd subtly for any sign of your soulmate. One hand gripping your suitcase hard enough you were positive the cheap plastic was seconds from snapping as the other pressed your phone to your ear.
You saw him before he saw you, and the world seemed to move in slow motion.
"Oh no you're gorgeous." You hadn't meant to say it aloud, but watching the confused -- and then surprised -- expression flit across his face before he began searching for you more avidly made you smile a bit.
When his gaze met yours from across the room, you were suddenly way too hot and very much regretting the black hoodie you'd thrown on; his sly little grin as he approached, hanging up the phone call, kept you frozen in place.
"Thank you." He murmured, smiling a bit gentler as it became clear you were too flustered to formulate an appropriate response.
"You're pretty cute, too." The compliment made you let out an undignified squeak before you cleared your throat and tucked your phone into your pocket, debating what kind of greeting would be appropriate. Should you hug? Shake hands? Oh God why was this so awkward?
Making the decision for you, Kenma wrapped his arms around your shoulders, tugging you against his chest with a small, contented sigh. You promptly returned the gesture, clinging to him a bit as your nerves slowly began to settle.
"C'mon, we can grab some takeout on the way home." He yawned and turned to lead the way; you murmured your agreement and followed obediently.
* * *
You kissed him.
To be honest, you didn't mean to, but he was pulling his hair out of that messy bun he'd worn and for some reason he just-- looked so good right then and he was right in front of you. When you pulled away, wide eyed at your own audacity -- what if he was, like, ace or something, and you'd just seriously overstepped? It wasn't like you guys had really talked about such things -- you could have sworn you heard him mumble "thank god" in his native tongue before he tugged you forward into another kiss.
The needy whimper you let out as he rolled you onto your back -- one arm bracing him over you on the couch as the other slid underneath your shirt, fingers ghosting across your heated skin -- was a bit embarrassing, but he just smiled against your lips.
"My pretty little soulmate." Kenma teased, bumping his forehead to yours; you curled your arms around his shoulders as he stared down into your eyes.
"Yours." His golden eyes widened at the soft affirmation, letting out a breathless laugh of surprise.
"Always yours." The promise seemed to cut whatever thread was holding him back; with trembling, hurried hands both of your clothes were discarded blindly. Your kisses became feral -- a clash of teeth and tongue and need -- and he let out a soft hiss when you shifted to mark up his pretty neck.
Honestly, you were pretty sure that your underwear was literally shredded as he sought out your soaking core. He didn't bother prepping you after a quick swipe of his fingers revealed that you were just as eager as he was; as he slowly sank himself into you, he murmured soft praises, one hand coming up to caress your cheek gently.
Kenma kissed you as you began squirming at the stretch, brushing the moisture that had gathered in the corners of your eyes away with slender fingers.
"Beautiful-- so fucking perfect--" He groaned, finally settling all the way inside you; your nails dug into his shoulders when he grinded against your fluttering walls.
"I love you." You mewled and he stiffened in surprise before melting against you, arms looping beneath you to press the two of you impossibly closer as he slowly began thrusting into your heat.
"I love you too, Y/N." His chuckle against your ear -- in addition to the abrupt change in tempo as he began to piston in and out of you, somehow managing to brush against you in just the right way to have sparks dancing over your vision -- was enough to send you over the edge in a matter of minutes.
Kenma cursed softly as your body clamped down on his cock, a quiet whine passing his lips as he chased his own high; when he pulled out and finished on your stomach, the two of you collapsed together in a mess of tangled limbs.
"That… wasn't how I planned on doing this the first time." He admitted, almost shyly, and you laughed.
"Oh, you mean a quickie on the couch?" At your teasing he groaned and rolled off of you, tugging you up with him.
"Let's go shower off so we can do it right." At that, you outright cackled, letting him tug you along to the bathroom with a blush.
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❛ ONESHOT ❜
AOBA JOHSAI
IWAIZUMI HAJIME
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FUKURODANI
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INARIZAKI
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ITACHIYAMA
⚘݄
KARASUNO
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NEKOMA
KUROO TETSURO
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SHIRATORIZAWA
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❛ HEADCANNONS ❜
❛ SERIES ❜
Ranaway Rich Girl ┊ Kita Shinsuke
𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 a wealthy girl from all the way Tokyo ends up passing out in front of the Kita household, the house of Inarizaki male volleyball Captain. Kita Shinsuke.
↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ genre: romance, drama, comedy, josei.
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KENMAAA😫😫😫
Kenma always volunteered to take the night shift with your little one.
You really didn’t mind, it was good to know that when your newborn baby would stir and cry in the middle of the night, that he was more than willing to tend to her littlest needs and biggest cries.
You had teased him, once or thrice, about this just being a cover so he could play his game all hours of the night without any scolding from you or his best friend, hiding it under a fatherly deed. Which he’d roll his eyes with a small blush and shake his head at “‘s not true, babe.”
Really, it was so he could be here like this.
Tiny hands reached up to grab at his blue-light glasses in intrigued, causing Kenma’s face to scrunch up dramatically, “yeah, I know, they were the last ones on the shelf, I already hear it from Uncle K, I don’t need to hear it from you.”
The infant merely blinks up at him. Kenma knows, deep down, that she can’t hear him, she won’t even remember the glasses that sit on the bridge of his nose come the age of two. But there’s a small part of his exhausted, imaginative brain that does convince him that she hears her dad’s gentle teasing; finds it amusing, even.
His thoughts are cut off by the sounds of her little mouth letting out strangely aggressive grunts, and Kenma can only innocently snicker at the sounds. Then, he remembers what they mean, and his face drops back down.
“Are you really popping on me?” He asks, a hand rubbing her belly. “Seriously? You couldn’t have saved that for your other parent? No no, they give you your bottle, so I get the aftermath.”
With that, he rises to his feet to bring her to the changing table, changing her diaper with only a few comments here and there- “no, seriously, how does something so small-?” and “you know, I’m doing this for you, so you better do it for me when I’m old and in diapers.”- but there’s nothing more Kenma would rather be doing. It’s his baby, his little miracle, and for all the months he feared his paternal instinct wouldn’t kick in, they were worth it when his little girl looks up at him and lets out a single, breathy laugh, and he stiffens up.
It was her first giggle.
Tears heat up the corner of his eyes and he picks his now clean baby off of the table, “y-you just laughed- oh my god, you just- you just laughed for me!”
And this is why, he thinks to himself. This is why he spends all night watching and tending to her; he doesn’t want to miss a thing when he’s at work. These are moments he’ll never get back, these small, little things that she’ll never knew even happened, but he’ll remember until the day he dies.
“I knew you thought I was funny.”
Their reaction when you wipe their kisses off
Fandom:Haikyuu Pairings:Kenma,Tsukishima,Suna X reader Genre:Humor,Fluff,SFW Format:Scenario Warnings:Some Cursing in Tsukishima's part Word Count:0.6K A/n:Saw this trend on tiktok and wanted to give it a try,and whos better than m'Haikyuu boys? :D
not proofread,and sorry if theres any mistakes
This Tiktok trend compilation on Youtube
↬Kenma Kozume
you were sitting on his bed,waiting for him to get out of the shower,to record his reaction to what you were about to do.you turned your head at him as you heard his steps comming closer to you,and greeted him with a gentle smile. "awww look at you baby! just come here and kiss me already!"
he slowly came toward you as he smiled back at you,and placed a delicate kiss on your cheek.
Kenma knew you were obsessed with him and his kisses,so he was very surprised when he saw you awkwardly turning around and wiping his kiss off,and you did noticed this.
he kissed you on your cheek again and when you kept wiping his kisses off,he saw a dim sign of laughter on you face.
you were doing it on purpose.
you were looking at your phone,trying to hide your smirk as you waited for him to try and kiss you again,
and that was when a big pillow landed on your face out of the blue.
"Ouch! Kenma?" you looked up at your boyfriend with your eyes widened and laughing as he walked out of the room,ignoring you,acting like a big petty kitty, "Ken Ken! Come back here!"
Nope!Hes not coming back!
well.not unless you shower him in kisses and cuddles as payback.
↬Kei Tsukishima
you were driving him to the gym and had your phone in front of you,ready to record.he was about to get off the car,but you stopped him by placing your hand on his shoulder.
"babe?can i get a kiss?" you gave him the puppy eyes and puckered your lips.he sighed,leaning toward you as he pressed his lips on yours,giving you a gentle kiss.you broke the kiss apart,smiled at him,
and then you wiped your fucking lips.
"what the fuck?" you nearly jumped in your seat because of his loud tune,looking at him with shock as you tried to hold back your laugh.
"what?what happened?" "dont with me bitch! did you just wiped my kiss off?" the big pout on his face nearly made you burst out into laughter.
"what?no i didnt!what are you talking about?" "dont play dumb with me !what is wrong with you?" "i didnt babe youre imagining things! here give me another one and ill prove it to ya" "no! people dont wipe my kisses off"
he grabbed his bag and slammed the door behind him,walking away from you as he heard your laughter. "baby? im sorry! come back honey it was a prank!"
you put your your hand on your mouth and continue laughing at your boyfriend as you saw him giving you "the middle finger"
↬Rintarou Suna
you quickly adjusted your phone on the table when your boyfriend went to the bathroom.it was your date night and since you were hanging out at his house you decided to play a prank on him that you saw in Tiktok.
you smiled at him cheekily when he pulled you closer to himself gave you a passionate kiss on your lips the minute he walked back into the living room.it was more believable this way that you didnt have to ask him for a kiss yourself.
when he let go of you,you winked at him and were about to reach your lips and wipe them,then you saw him wiping his own before you could even make a move.you looked at him with a confused expression,
and that was when the camera on the couch-that didnt belong to you' catched your attention.
"Rin you little shi-"
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change the channel (Ko-Fi Request) Kenma Kozume/Camgirl!Omega!Reader
hello! Id love a kenma x reader fic (maybe a/b/o) ?? Also, thank you so so much for writing so many amazing fanfics :) every time I read a new chapter from any of your stories, it makes my day <3
OFC COURSE YOU CAN!!!! And thank you so much for your support and for your donation! AND THANK YOU!! I know this one is long overdue, but I hope you enjoy!
I’m also killing two birds with this one, it’s substituting for Typetober Day 16: back and forth (using change the channel instead)
title: change the channel
pairing: Kenma Kozume/Omega!Reader
rating: T/very slight M
summary:
Kenma taps his phone again, right back at your picture. He stares at you with wide, piercing eyes, leaning across the table and quickly saying, reverent and eager—
“I want to buy your game from you.”
Today, sitting here beside you in your bag, are fully equipped items to try and protect you from the creepy, deranged, rich stranger you’d been about to meet. Today, you were fully expecting to unleash a fury building up inside of you over an injustice you can’t tackle on your own in your society on some poor, unsuspecting alpha—
Here, sitting in front of you, is a self-claimed internet game streamer, who wants to buy your… special edition… game?
“You want…” you say, slowly, making sure you don’t have this wrong, “…my game?”
He nods.
You open your mouth. It closes. You open it again, raise a finger, and then press your lips together, staring at him.
“I’m sorry,” you say finally. “What?”
link to AO3 for easier reading: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27446191
Omegachion has signed on!
The monitor screen flickers to life.
Keep reading
need ur attention asap —
SYP — w characters who i think are actually really clingy (secretly or not)
GEN. — fluff
WARN. — gn!reader, clingy characs, pda, sickening couple activities
REQ. — “do you do carlos madrigal x reader.. if yes, could I get one?? i can’t really find any recent ones now and I love your works! if not, that’s completely fine!!! xx”
NOTES. — im literally so bad at sticking to one character 😭 im glad u love my works, have a good day lovely <33
thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of ur love <3
ur clingy bf! who can’t stop clinging onto you like a koala.
ur clingy bf! who loves back hugging you and discovering different cuddle positions.
ur clingy bf! who shows up to your door at random times with a bouquet of your fav flowers.
ur clingy bf! who has a secret obsession with the sweet taste of your lips.
ur clingy bf! who encourages you to play the chapstick game, a new excuse to kiss you over and over. (he doesn’t even make an effort to guess the flavour..)
ur clingy bf! who pulls you away at any social event to kiss you breathless.
ur clingy bf! who stares at you with a subtle pout as his friends drag him away to do god knows what.
ur clingy bf! who basically uses his status to go see you instead of doing what he should be.
ur clingy bf! who refuses to remove his arms around you in the morning, leading you to quite literally limp around with him attached to your hip.
ur clingy bf! who tries to act stoic in public but his facade crumbles in 5 minutes and his hands are back on your waist.
ur clingy bf! who has a habit of rubbing your noses together.
ur clingy bf! who carries you all different styles and doesn’t care about your protests.
ur clingy bf! who always cradles your face so gently whenever you’re ranting and just stares at you with heart eyes and a big, silly smile on his lips.
ur clingy bf! who pulls you back to his chest when you get even a centimetre farther from him.
ur clingy bf! who gives you another bottle of his perfume to spray on your clothes so you smell like him when you go out.
ur clingy bf! who’s always there for receiving and giving affection, especially on hard days.
ur clingy bf! who’d rather die than leave the comfort of your arms wrapped around him, his safe place.
ur clingy bf! who loves you so much that he has to remind you how amazing you are literally every 10 minutes.
ur clingy bf! who send you those care-packages every month filled with all of your favourite things, skincare, games, books etc.
ur clingy bf! who always matches with you in real life and in every game you two own. (no such thing as u playing a game that he doesnt play)
ur clingy bf! who’s always loud asf whenever he sees you. (mf sprints to u to give u a hug)
ur clingy bf! who calls you every single term of endearment, even the weirdest ones.
ur clingy bf! who definitely unironically calls you his pookie wookie farting glitter boo boo bear. (he says it so seriously too..)
ur clingy bf! who wont let you pay for anything and spoils you with everything he can get his hands on.
ur clingy bf! who would and will give the world to you.
thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of u <3
bonus!! —
the sound of the iphone alarm rings throughout the bedroom. a mix of deep, raspy groans and soft whining fill the room, replacing said irritating noise.
you reach to tap the ‘snooze’ button but a hand grabs your arm. he stretches a hand out to hit it instead but missed 5 times before effectively shutting it off. he groans, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into your chest.
“babe, get up. you’re too fat, you’re suffocating me.”
“‘s too early to get up, stop squirming,” he reaches a hand up to your face, trying to cover your mouth before you slap it away.
you wriggle in his grasp before stopping, surrendering to his warmth.
“morning, my sweet waffle with honey, maple syrup and berries on top.”
there was a good few seconds of silence to make you realise he’s not joking and genuinely calls you that.
upon imaging the image of waffles in your mind, the idea obviously makes your stomach grumble. you wanted to get up and make some but forgot about the tired guy on your chest.
with a loud groan, you drag him with you out of bed. you can definitely hear his quiet giggles as he brings the blanket with him, perched on his shoulders while you drag him around.
bonus #2!! —
“i got it, i got it!”
“baby, let me pay for it!” you strain out, struggling against his tight embrace. you can feel the vibrations of his chest behind you as he captures your arms in one hand and tries to put the money in the machine with the other.
you squeal when you free your hands from his vice grip and he tickles you to prevent sticking your money in.
“babe, babe stop! i wanna pay, its my turn.”
“i got it, don’t worry. im not gonna let you pay, ill cover it,” he laughs, taking the cash from your hands and slipping it back into your wallet.
at this point, you’re thrashing around in his grasp, not harsh enough to hurt him though. he has his arms hooked under your shoulders to prevent you from moving forward.
“please, let me pay! i got it, its fine!” he protests through his own laughter.
you throw your head back on his shoulder, giggling while trying to free yourself from his grip. he leans downwards and presses several kisses to your face, successfully stopping your movements.
he paid for you again. hey, at least you tried, right?
— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE (star rail) gepard, JING YUAN, SAMPO (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, KENMA, KUROO (KNY) TANJIRO, AKAZA (ENCANTO) carlos, CAMILO (ATSV) miguel, MILES, PAVITR () YOUR FAVES
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warnings : fem reader, slight smut (mdni), fingering (f receiving), teasing, cursing, making out, mentions of multiple orgasms (f receiving), established relationship
word count : 0.8k
Not unlike most in Kenma’s life, the way he kisses is lazy.
Soft, pliant lips part as they press against yours, tongue dragging across your lower lip, letting out a soft, content sigh at the taste of the remnants of lip balm. With spit slicking his lips, Kenma parts your mouth with his tongue, pressing down on your own, head rushing with exhilaration at the way you suddenly tighten your fingers near his waist. The fabric of his hoodie bunches underneath your hands, and with a grin pressed against your mouth–almost smug in nature–Kenma leans into your touch.
“You good?” he lets out a chuckle from under his breath, the warmth of it mingling with your own.
Kenma pulls away to get a better look at you, and a thick spread of something warm and sweet fills his chest when you let out a soft sound of protest. You’re no more than a hairs-width away; Kenma’s lashes brush against your temple as his eyes flutter shut, swollen lips parting when you gently rock your hips down onto the two fingers he has buried between your thighs.
“Aha,” he lets out a breathless laugh when you clench around his fingers, pressing them knuckle-deep and wiggling them until they brush against the spot that has your body nearly folding around his, head dropping to rest against his shoulder.
“‘M perfect,” you mumble against the crook of his neck–nearly a groan. Your lips move against his neck, and despite the lewd way his fingers pump in and out of your cunt, Kenma can’t help the blush that warms his cheeks at the almost-innocent feeling of your mouth grazing his pulse point.
Kenma’s eyes open to get a better look at you, and he licks his lips at the sight of your thighs spreading further apart on his lap, rocking your hips down to feel the rough pads of his fingertips pressing inside you.
His throat goes dry, and Kenma’s cock throbs against your thigh when you let out an airy moan of his name.
“Mhm. Perfect for me and my dick,” he says when he’s finally able to compose a sentence, jaw slackening with awe at the feel of your slick dripping down his wrist.
Curling his fingers towards him, Kenma carefully watches your reactions; his sweatpants are ruined from where pre-cum beads and dribbles from the slit of his cock, and the wet spot only grows as he lets you fuck yourself on his fingers, grinding and pulling them deeper inside your cunt. He begins to breathe a bit faster, harder. It’s all Kenma can do to watch you make a mess on his lap, moaning his name so prettily in his ear for him.
“So let me ride it. Wanna feel you,” you retort, pulling away from his neck to face him.
Your request only further steals the air from Kenma’s lungs, and at the sight of your eyes heavy with need, it’s almost enough to make him fold.
Instead, Kenma merely smirks, enjoying the way your pussy tightens around his fingers when he drags them down your cunt. “What? This isn’t enough?” he teases you, voice dripping with something akin to arrogance. As if to punctuate his words, Kenma presses them deep inside you, tongue coming to press against his bottom lip when you immediately keen in pleasure.
“Y-you know what I mean, Kenma. Let me fuck you,” you attempt to convince him, and the increasingly needy tone in your voice does nothing to aid Kenma’s restraint. He wanted to enjoy this for a bit longer, but if you keep looking at him like that, grinding on his fingers, he knows that resolve to tease you will crack.
Gathering himself, Kenma leans back against the couch, spreading his legs a bit wider and offering you a lazy, lopsided grin. “Hm,” he pretends to think on it, smirk only broadening as he continues slowly fucking his fingers into you. “Nah. Wanna watch you ride my fingers a bit longer.”
“Fuck you,” you immediately shoot him a glare, but the complete lack of bitterness in your tone, paired with how your slick steadily coats his fingers, only has his dick stiffening even more.
Kenma’s eyes dart to your lips, and a rough sound falls from his mouth when he imagines the sweet sounds you’ll let out when he fucks you. A strand of hair falls in his eye, but neither of you bothers to move it aside, too enamored with the moment.
“That’s not very nice to say to the person who’s about to make you cum. You should just let me kiss you instead. Wanna feel that pretty mouth of yours,” Kenma says. He leans closer, a hand moving to the nape of your neck to pull you to him. You oblige easily, lips parting to press your mouth to his in an eager, messy kiss.
Kenma’s mind immediately melts; a rush thrills through his body, pressing rapidly against his heart until it swells with affection for you. He squeezes you closer, succumbing to the wet, open-mouthed kiss, moving his lips lazily against yours.
And, while you’ll surely complain about him going so slow, Kenma is sure you won’t be complaining about the multiple times he makes you cum, no matter how lethargic his actions.
He likes to drag out your pleasure, after all.
haikyuu mlist.
warnings : fem reader, slight smut (mdni), fingering (f receiving), teasing, cursing, making out, mentions of multiple orgasms (f receiving), established relationship
word count : 0.8k
Not unlike most in Kenma’s life, the way he kisses is lazy.
Soft, pliant lips part as they press against yours, tongue dragging across your lower lip, letting out a soft, content sigh at the taste of the remnants of lip balm. With spit slicking his lips, Kenma parts your mouth with his tongue, pressing down on your own, head rushing with exhilaration at the way you suddenly tighten your fingers near his waist. The fabric of his hoodie bunches underneath your hands, and with a grin pressed against your mouth–almost smug in nature–Kenma leans into your touch.
“You good?” he lets out a chuckle from under his breath, the warmth of it mingling with your own.
Kenma pulls away to get a better look at you, and a thick spread of something warm and sweet fills his chest when you let out a soft sound of protest. You’re no more than a hairs-width away; Kenma’s lashes brush against your temple as his eyes flutter shut, swollen lips parting when you gently rock your hips down onto the two fingers he has buried between your thighs.
“Aha,” he lets out a breathless laugh when you clench around his fingers, pressing them knuckle-deep and wiggling them until they brush against the spot that has your body nearly folding around his, head dropping to rest against his shoulder.
“‘M perfect,” you mumble against the crook of his neck–nearly a groan. Your lips move against his neck, and despite the lewd way his fingers pump in and out of your cunt, Kenma can’t help the blush that warms his cheeks at the almost-innocent feeling of your mouth grazing his pulse point.
Kenma’s eyes open to get a better look at you, and he licks his lips at the sight of your thighs spreading further apart on his lap, rocking your hips down to feel the rough pads of his fingertips pressing inside you.
His throat goes dry, and Kenma’s cock throbs against your thigh when you let out an airy moan of his name.
“Mhm. Perfect for me and my dick,” he says when he’s finally able to compose a sentence, jaw slackening with awe at the feel of your slick dripping down his wrist.
Curling his fingers towards him, Kenma carefully watches your reactions; his sweatpants are ruined from where pre-cum beads and dribbles from the slit of his cock, and the wet spot only grows as he lets you fuck yourself on his fingers, grinding and pulling them deeper inside your cunt. He begins to breathe a bit faster, harder. It’s all Kenma can do to watch you make a mess on his lap, moaning his name so prettily in his ear for him.
“So let me ride it. Wanna feel you,” you retort, pulling away from his neck to face him.
Your request only further steals the air from Kenma’s lungs, and at the sight of your eyes heavy with need, it’s almost enough to make him fold.
Instead, Kenma merely smirks, enjoying the way your pussy tightens around his fingers when he drags them down your cunt. “What? This isn’t enough?” he teases you, voice dripping with something akin to arrogance. As if to punctuate his words, Kenma presses them deep inside you, tongue coming to press against his bottom lip when you immediately keen in pleasure.
“Y-you know what I mean, Kenma. Let me fuck you,” you attempt to convince him, and the increasingly needy tone in your voice does nothing to aid Kenma’s restraint. He wanted to enjoy this for a bit longer, but if you keep looking at him like that, grinding on his fingers, he knows that resolve to tease you will crack.
Gathering himself, Kenma leans back against the couch, spreading his legs a bit wider and offering you a lazy, lopsided grin. “Hm,” he pretends to think on it, smirk only broadening as he continues slowly fucking his fingers into you. “Nah. Wanna watch you ride my fingers a bit longer.”
“Fuck you,” you immediately shoot him a glare, but the complete lack of bitterness in your tone, paired with how your slick steadily coats his fingers, only has his dick stiffening even more.
Kenma’s eyes dart to your lips, and a rough sound falls from his mouth when he imagines the sweet sounds you’ll let out when he fucks you. A strand of hair falls in his eye, but neither of you bothers to move it aside, too enamored with the moment.
“That’s not very nice to say to the person who’s about to make you cum. You should just let me kiss you instead. Wanna feel that pretty mouth of yours,” Kenma says. He leans closer, a hand moving to the nape of your neck to pull you to him. You oblige easily, lips parting to press your mouth to his in an eager, messy kiss.
Kenma’s mind immediately melts; a rush thrills through his body, pressing rapidly against his heart until it swells with affection for you. He squeezes you closer, succumbing to the wet, open-mouthed kiss, moving his lips lazily against yours.
And, while you’ll surely complain about him going so slow, Kenma is sure you won’t be complaining about the multiple times he makes you cum, no matter how lethargic his actions.
He likes to drag out your pleasure, after all.
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something about college bf ! kenma has me giggling n twirling my hair🤭
kenma that has his hair in a claw clip that you got him, now being a pro and twirling it into said clip
kenma that gives you a key to his apartment and isn’t surprised when he feels you behind him, hands on his shoulders as he works on another last minute assignment
kenma who holds your hands all the time, because “they’re really soft, i dunno, i just find them comforting”
kenma who’s known widely around campus as ‘that one box dyed quiet guy’ but to you, is your chaotic, beautiful boyfriend
kenma who stays up til odd hours with you, doing stupid things and screaming at eachother while you game
kenma who only laughs at your jokes because “we have the same humor , obviously. we’re just better than everyone else.”
kenma who refuses to give back anything you lend him. clothes, clips, books, pens, he keeps everything of yours. he also wears your clothes half the time to campus, but no one really knows that it’s yours. they just assume he has a very spontaneous dressing style.
kenma who cannot go a day without you scratching his under cut, running your nails over it and massaging all his worries away.
kenma who looks at you with heart eyes whenever you talk about your course, because “you just light up when you talk sometimes, it’s really cute to look at”
kenma who sends you the sweetest ‘hey, i know you’re asleep but..’ paragraphs at ungodly times, so you wake up happy
kenma who confessed by pulling up to your house with a boom box playing ‘pluto projector’ and waiting for you to let him in. he sat down on the couch and made you listen to him recall every moment that led up to him falling inlove with you.
“and then there was that time when you made me coffee when i was working, even though i told you to fuck off and..” he looks at you with shiny, gleaming eyes,” you sat on the floor next to me, and waited, and when i was done you said you were proud-,” he stops himself from raising his voice, hands finding your own as stray strands of bleach- blond hair fall into his eyes at the aggression of his movement,” i can’t remember the last time someone saw me, my work, my effort. they always thought i wasn’t trying or that i didn’t care to try but you, yn,” your best friend got close, so close that you couldn’t breathe, so close that if he was any closer - you think he’d kiss you,
kenma was breathless trying to explain- trying to get his point across as he continued,“you always saw me. who i am and who i’m not. and i realised that the reason you never got tired of me is because you couldn’t get enough of me and god,” a loud sigh left his lips as a wide smile etched across his face ,” i’ve never felt more wanted in my life. “
“If I die one more time because you guys say some fuck shit, you’re getting banned.”
Kenma’s been on this boss for hours. Well, an hour and twenty three minutes, to be exact, as his recording time so graciously wouldn’t let him forget. In his chat, there’s a flurry of people who backseat him to tell him how to beat the boss (mods will take care of them later, but it’s still obnoxious), people laughing and a few encouraging comments being tacked on with some generous donations.
At this point, he just wants to end the stream and beat it in the focus of his own company.
But he won’t. Because it’s his job or whatever.
“Kenny?” A voice calls: your voice. Kenma softens and turns to the door, ignoring his character as it dies again. “I bought you some munchies since you didn’t answer my text.”
“Hey princess,” he hums, smiling and leaning his head back against the chair. “Sorry i didn’t get back to you, I’m in the fuckin’ thick of it. How was lunch?”
“It was good,” you say, smiling and bending down to kiss his nose. “The girls say hi and that they’ll watch later; whatcha doin’?”
Kenma gives you a groan of exhaustion, “I’m suffering, that’s what. This game is horrifically hard.”
“I told you it would be, Ken.” Despite your ‘I told you so’, he chuckles and puckers his lips out for a proper kiss, which you comply with happily. In your peripheral, chat spams with orange hearts- your designated emoji amongst his fans- and puke faces for the affection you two just shared.
He hums and pulls away softly, “you wanna give it a whirl? Maybe some new eyes will make this shit easier.”
“You’re the gamer in this dynamic babe,” you snort. Despite this, you scoot to the side so he can get up and switch places with you, watching with a smile as you get settled in his oversized chair.
Chat explodes with an absolute inflation of orange hearts, flowing a mile a second, and it makes you smile to be seen in such a positive light, even if this is far from the first time they’ve seen or supported you.
“Hi guys!” You say eagerly, grabbing the controller while he leans over the back of the chair. The chat quickly fills up with words of wisdom and “GOOD LUCKS!” while Kenma plants a kiss to your cheek. “What do I have to do?”
“Basically just beat the boss; I’ve found that kinda breaking the game by rolling behind the boss and then pressing ‘y’ for the super attack is best, but hey. I’ve also been stuck on this boss since you left, so I don’t really know anything.”
“Thanks for the help,” you snort, but with a roll of your shoulders to get comfortable, you take on the task.
And it goes well! For the first few seconds.
Slowly then after, it turned into you running away from the boss and blaming Kenma- in your defense, he likes his buttons to do certain things, it’s different than you are used to!- while all along, trying to roll behind the boss to swing at his back.
It’s very amusing to everyone but you.
“How are you so bad at this?” He cackles, and you quickly try to shush him.
“Shut up!” You giggle, shaking your head. Your character lays a slash of their sword, but the game doesn’t seem to register it- if anything, your character gets the hit.
“No! Fuck!” You cackle out a whine, while behind you Kenma tugs at his hair in amused disbelief.
“Please- dear god, I will buy you a ring right now if you just get one hit on this boss-“
“DONT SAY THAT!” You whine, hands immediately starting to shake as you tap mercilessly on the buttons, cheeks ablaze while the grin on your face refuses to falter.
This, to your distracted dismay, causes chat to explode, taking your already shaky focus and making it somehow less existent.
dankondits: you’re making the poor lady stressed!
notakodzukenfan: I’ll marry her no cap-
notemmyrosee: 🧡🧡🧡
slobonthyknob: Kodzuken simp, confirmed???
lasagnahypeeee: our baby streamer growing up ;-;
corner.of.internet: when she’s bad at video games but still a 10>>>>
Thank you kuroosassscheek for the 15000 bits: BUY THE WOMAN A RING BEFORE I DIE OF OLD AGE!
“Kuroo, not helping!” You whine, cheeks an absolute scorch while all Kenma does behind you is snicker. Traitor.
Between the absolute unsupportive nature of your boyfriend and all eyes of the Internet being on you as you fail over and over again, you finally cave and give up.
With a pout, you plant the controller back on the desk, letting the opponent hit you with its many attacks, all the while your character grunts in pain. You must look like a child, because the next thing you feel is Kenma’s lips against your cheek, and it causes that pout to finally break up. “You did good,” he praises. “It’s a hard boss; I’m glad you tried it.”
“Me too,” you confess. You lean in to give him a proper kiss, laughing into it as Kenma holds his large hand up, as if to shield the affection from his watchful viewers. You part with a nudge of his nose, and when his hand comes down, you lace your fingers with his. “It was fun, but I think I’ll leave the gaming to you.”
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zedlerlover: use protection kids
anameicantpronouce: 🧡🧡🧡
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“Fair enough,” he chuckles, standing back up to let you slip out of the gaming chair. Your eyes avoid chat, you see all the laughing stickers scrolling though, and you shake your head as your hands reach for the headset.
“Alright chat. Here’s Kodzuken. Hope you enjoyed the interlude.” You push up and out of the chair, letting Kenma slip right in and take your spot. As you turn to leave, you offer him one last call- “oh! When you do buy that engagement ring, I expect no less than 6 karats.”
“Yeah yeah yeah,” he scoffs, watching you leave with a cheesy smile on his face. He turns back to the camera and slips his headset back on, “dummy. Got you one with 10, you think this is my first day?”
Chat once again explodes with excitement while Kenma merely smirks and goes back to his game, looking at the boss with new eyes and the chat focused on something else.
a/n: this is just something silly lol based off of a reddit post i saw bout about how someone’s bf blinks at them like a cat to show affection <3
kenma read about it once in a book; the way that cats express their love. he thought it was cute. the way they show their belly, purr a little bit more, slowly blink at their favorite person. small, subtle; powerful. a sign of complete trust. like he said, it was cute.
but he never thought he’d adapt it into his own love language. didn’t think that slowly blinking his eyes at you meant anything at all besides getting lost in your beauty. he hardly even recognized he was doing it, in fact. until you pointed it out.
he tried to deny it at first, somewhat embarsssed that he was showing affection the same way a cat would. if only his old classmates at nekoma knew, they’d have a field day with him.
but his perspective changed the night he took you to one of his work parties; the kind that had him stuffed into a suit and feeling like a fish out of water. he’s used to it by now, of course, but he’d much rather be curled up with you at home rather than trying to network with potential investors.
he met your eye from across the room. you had gone to get drinks while he was standing in a small group that wouldn’t stop talking. the moment your eyes met his, you started the slow blink — fluttering your lashes while the softest smile formed on your face.
warmth filled him, the simple yet silly gesture had all of his nerves quiet down. all lingering negativity vanished. he felt himself return the look. so subtle that no one could ever tell you were practically screaming your declarations of love across the room. no, it was your shared little secret.