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Apple Pie | Kenma Kozume

⤷    pairings: kenma x reader (gender neutral)

⤷    synopsis: late night mcdonalds run with kenma

⤷    warnings: none

⤷   author’s note: Just posting a short fic I had in my drafts, I think I wrote it 3 months ago lol...I have a fic i’ve been trying to write for the past week and my brain really isn’t working with me.

You and Kenma were on your way home after coming from a get-together at Kuroo’s house. While looking out the window, humming to the song that was softly coming from the speakers, a loud rumble interrupted the peaceful atmosphere.

Your head shot up, looking at Kenma to see that he had stopped drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. His body stiffened, shielding himself from your gaze so you wouldn’t see his flustered expression.

“Ken?”

“Shut up.”

You giggled, teasing your boyfriend for the loud whale-like noises that rumbled from his stomach. You caught a glance at a sign near the road, displaying the upcoming restaurants and gas stations.

“Hey, let’s go to McDonald’s.”

“M’kay”

Surprisingly the line wasn’t long, only a few cars were waiting to get their order. As you both rolled up to the drive-through, you started ordering.

While waiting for Kenma to finish saying his order, your eyes skimmed through the menu before landing on the dessert portion. You quickly said your order, not forgetting to order an apple pie.

After you both got your food, Kenma parked under a tree in the parking lot, turning off his car before unloading the food that was in the bag. You set up your phone on the dashboard, putting on a random show that you've both been binge-watching before digging into your food.

Kenma took off his shoes, adjusting his seat before putting his sock-covered feet on the dashboard. You also took off your shoes, bringing your knees to your chest, munching on your fries as you watched the show.

Kenma took out the apple pie from the bag, eager to eat the delicious dessert than to finish his food. Too engrossed in the show, you didn’t notice him tap your knee.

Your attention shifted once you felt something nudge on your bottom lip, looking down you saw Kenma holding up the apple pie to your lips, patiently waiting for you to take a bite.

You took a bite from the dessert, humming in delight as the cinnamon apple flavor engulfed your taste buds. You both continued sharing the apple pie, giving Kenma the last bite before you both put your trash in the bag. 

You guys stayed for a while, chatting and mumbling comments throughout the show. Kenma groaned when a commercial played, they always seemed to play the longest ads when it was getting to the good part.

You chuckled, putting on your seatbelt as Kenma started up the car. You paused the show, pocketing your phone in your hoodie before handing over the bags to Kenma as he drove to one of the nearby trashcans.

After throwing it away, Kenma drove back onto the road heading in the direction of your house. He played a random playlist on Spotify, skipping a couple of songs before one satisfied him. He had one hand on the wheel while the other rested on your thigh, fingers lightly tapping along to the rhythm of the soft music that came from the car’s speakers.

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Cast Away | Kenma Kozume

paring: catshifter!witch!Kenma x reader (gender neutral)

synopsis: After a few days of being huddled up in your house, you realize you need to restock your fridge. While on your way back from the grocery store you notice strange symbols carved onto your door.

rating/warnings: mentions of bad luck (curses, negative energy, etc.)

word count: 2.1k words

note: This may have been my longest fic yet. Also this is my first time writing about witches or anything in the fantasy genre so sorry in advance if you read any clichés.

You were laying down on your couch, bundled up in a ball of blankets, shielding yourself from the cold air that was blowing from the A.C. Your day was spent lounging around, doing nothing but watching trash tv.

A growl from your stomach interrupted the dialogue that came from the T.V’s speakers. You sighed, dragging yourself up from the couch, a thin blanket covering your form in a makeshift cloak.

Your sock-covered feet pattered against the wooden floorboards as you made your way into the kitchen, suppressing a yawn with the back of your hand.

Looking to find something edible to eat, you opened the fridge only to see nothing. Sighing in defeat at the sight of the lack of groceries, you were left with a dilemma. You don’t have enough food to make anything so you had to go get groceries. 

I could place an order for delivery, you thought before shutting down the idea just as quick, No, I could really use the fresh air plus my skin hasn’t seen the light of day.

You decided that you’d make a trip to the grocery store, to take a break from being huddled up in your house all day. You threw on a hoodie and some sneakers, poorly tying your laces.

You finger-combed your hair back, opting to cover it with the hood from your jacket. You walked over to your dresser stepping over the mess of clothes that littered your bedroom floor to grab your wallet and keys.

The ringing from your phone startled you, making your foot tangle in the pile of clothes, effectively making you lose your footing. You reached out towards your dresser to steady yourself, accidentally knocking down what was placed on the surface.

You swore under your breath once you saw the added mess you made on the floor. Your candle, along with your compact mirror shattered in pieces while your books were scattered everywhere.

Mumbling curses under your breath, you grabbed the small trashcan from your room, deciding to use your hands to pick up the shattered pieces. As you were throwing the pieces away, you felt a slight burn on your hand. 

Hissing, you looked on your palm to see where you might’ve nicked yourself but found nothing. Nothing on your hands except the fitted black tourmaline ring on your middle finger that was gifted by your next-door neighbor.

Careful not to cut yourself, you cleaned up the remaining shards, using a broom and dustpan for extra measure.

Well that happened, you deadpanned. Suddenly you were way too excited to leave the comfort of your home.

You double-checked your pockets, making sure you weren’t missing anything before leaving through the front door. As you turned to lock the door, you heard a meow coming from behind you.

Looking over your shoulder you spotted a familiar white feline who had a combination of blonde and brown spots that speckled the fur of its back, adoring a blonde spot over its eye. You locked your door, pocketing your keys before bending down towards the feline. 

You cooed, bringing your hand slowly towards the cat, waiting for it to sniff your palm before petting the top of its head.

“Hey cutie, what’re you doing here?”

You chuckled as it meowed in response, rubbing its head against your palm as quiet purrs rumbled from its throat.

“Your owner’s probably worried sick, huh? Let’s get you home.”

You picked up the cat, making your way to your neighbor’s little cottage. As you walked, you appreciated the scenery around you. Your neighborhood was plastered with green; trees and plants of different variety were scattered everywhere.

Your neighbor’s houses were beautiful, some were big, some were small but all had the same homeliness to them. Your favorite house in the neighborhood was your next-door neighbor’s.

It was a comfy-looking cottage. Its front yard was beautiful, protected by wood picket fences, and adored with wild-growing flowers. 

How you were able to find an affordable house in a place this nice was beyond you. Walking up to your neighbor’s gate, you carefully set the cat on the ground

“There you go, buddy”

With one last pet, you made your way to the grocery store that was about a 10-minute walk from your house. Unbeknown to you, the white-furred feline shifted back into its original form, longing for your touch.

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The grocery store was surprisingly empty considering the sales that were going on. You bagged up your groceries at the self check out, not bothered enough to make human interaction with the clerks. As you made your way out of the sliding doors of the grocery store, you took a second to breathe in a gust of fresh air.

You felt a bit odd on your trip to the grocery store, the feeling only intensified as you were walking through the aisles, shopping for your necessities. You shrugged it off, putting your focus on not letting the plastic bags rip on your way home.

As you walked along the familiar sidewalk of your neighborhood, you couldn’t help but feel your stomach churn, an eerier atmosphere hovering over you, making anxiety and paranoia bubble in your chest.

With shaky knees, you continued the walk to your house, this time quickening your steps, hoping the comfort of your home would take away this awful feeling. 

Of course with your luck, you happened to trip on your laces, as they had untied somewhere along your walk. You braced yourself, waiting for the impact of your body to hit the pavement, but it never came.

Instead, a pair of arms caught your form, catching you from your fall. Looking up you were met with the familiar face of your next-door neighbor and newly formed friend, Kenma.

Your cheeks flared scarlet at the predicament you were in, your mind wandering to the trope of the klutzy main character falling into the arms of their love interest, resembling something out of a shojo manga.

You shook your head at the thought, quickly thanking him as your eyes wavered in embarrassment. Kenma nodded as a small smile painted his lips and without warning took a couple of bags that were held tightly in your grasp as an offer to help you bring them to your house.

“Oh! you don’t have to.”

“I don’t mind.”

You nodded, thanking him again, appreciating his assistance. You both walked towards your house, engaging in conversation. Bringing up the topic of his cat wandering back into your yard.

“You should be more careful, you wouldn’t want him to go missing.”

“It’s fine, he knows his way around the neighborhood anyways. He always comes back.”

You hummed, continuing the conversation, gushing over his cat. You missed the way Kenma’s cheeks burned as you continued to throw praises at his cat form.

Kenma gave short but well-thought-out responses, which you didn’t mind as you were well aware of his quiet and introverted nature.

You guys soon fell into a comfortable silence. The sound of your footsteps against the pavement and occasional leave crunching being the only noise filling the silence.

You took a second to admire his catlike features, your gaze shifted to his narrowed honey-colored eyes that were covered by loose strands of hair that fell from his messy bun.

You hummed in thought, pets really do take after their owners.

Faster than you would have liked, you guys made it to the front entrance of your yard. Your eyes narrowed as you caught sight of something attached to your front door. Your face paled, thinking it was an eviction letter, you quickly ran to check only to find your door carved with various symbols. 

“What the hell”

You muttered under your breath. Kenma walked up to your side, eyes widening once he read the markings on your door. It was a hex of bad luck.

He knew using magic in front of you was risky but he’d been using it in front of you from the start anyways. Like on your walk; you were too busy engrossed in the conversation to realize the bags Kenma was carrying were levitating as he used his powers to avoid carrying the heavy baggage.

His head turned to look at you, thinking of what to do to distract you from the door long enough to cast a protection spell to overwrite the bad luck. 

Distraught and confusion plagued your mind as the symbols etched on your door stared back at you. Maybe it was just a prank.

A hand on your shoulder startled you from your internal crisis, turning around you faced Kenma who sported a serious expression.

“Do you remember doing anything today that might’ve caused something like this to happen?”

You shook your head, knowing you did nothing but lay around and get groceries. Kenma gave you a blank stare, the cogs in his head turning to figure out what you might’ve done to have possibly curse yourself.

You couldn’t help but think back on your day, retracing your steps, trying to find something that could’ve possibly triggered or be the reason for the markings on your door. 

You concluded that it must’ve been when you dropped your compact mirror, your brain thinking back to the folktale you heard as a kid; that however breaks a mirror would have 7 years of bad luck. But it was just a myth, right?

Perhaps breaking the mirror really did curse you, you didn’t get it though. Your day had been particularly average, save the couple clumsy moments but they weren’t out of the ordinary.

Now you weren’t superstitious, but you had nothing else to go off of. You quickly told Kenma about it, watching as the posture in his shoulders loosened.

“Ah, so that’s what it was.”

With the hand that was behind his back, Kenma quickly snapped his fingers, conjuring a spell of protection to clear up the negative energy from the marking.

He was suddenly grateful that he left a sigil on the house back when it was left for sale.

Thinking of a diversion, he patted your shoulder.

“Come on, you really believe in those myths?”

“But the symbols?”

“Someone must’ve pulled a prank on you, look.”

He stepped forward, the pads of his fingers touching the carved wood as he peeled the now cleansed markings off with his magic.

You stared in dead silence, a nervous chuckle leaving your lips as you watched him peel the markings off like stickers. So it was just some prank.

Before both of you had the chance of saying anything else, a loud growl emitted from the depths of your stomach. Yet again, your cheeks flushed red in embarrassment as Kenma let out a chuckle.

“Oh right, you must be hungry”

He gestured towards the grocery bags in his hands. You grabbed your keys from your pocket, quickly unlocking the door to finally put down the bags of groceries that were now starting to strain the muscles in your arms.

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“What a day”

You commented under your breath, flopping onto the plush sofa cushions. You sighed into the throw pillows, your thoughts replaying what had happened a few moments prior.

You were glad Kenma was interrupted by a phone call, leaving as soon as he helped set the grocery bags on your kitchen counter as he had an important matter to attend to.

You weren’t sure what you’d say if he’d stayed, your mind wandering back to the possibility of folktales actually being real. It may have been a joke but the fear you felt then was real.

While your mind started to spiral into an internal crisis, your grumbling stomach pulled you out of it.

Getting up, you walked to the kitchen determined to make yourself a tasty meal after the events that occurred today. 

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After cleaning up the mess you made in the kitchen and finishing up your night routine, you dragged yourself to the comfort of your bed.

You sighed in contentment once your body hit the mattress. Snuggling up in your sheets, you closed your eyes letting sleep wash over you.

It had been a few hours since the encounter Kenma had with you, he’d just come home, eyelids drooping heavily over his eyes.

Before he allowed himself to go to sleep, he walked towards his workroom, gathering materials from his cabinets to make a few things.

While you were off in dreamland, Kenma buried a few protection jars in your garden and placed a few crystals of obsidian and rose quartz along the perimeter of your house.

Once he was satisfied, he made a beeline toward his room, waiting for his mind to plague with unconsciousness.

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Headcanon that because Bokuto says “HEY HEY HEY” so much that it’s become a thing at his games for the crowd to go “HEY HEY HEY” with him. So whenever he slams down a cross shot or something it’s just an uproar of “HEY HEY HEY” and he gets so fucking excited and it’s such an ego boost for him.

I don’t think that his body could handle that much praise tbh

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Kenma x reader: Doing face masks together (hc)

tw: none; pure fluff

This is the second thing I wrote and actually published ahhh😩 ik that I have probably many things I can improve but rn I am pretty content with these headcanons. I hope you enjoy them!

You were shopping with your friends earlier and bought a few new face masks because you ran out of them.

It was late in the afternoon when you came home.

You knew that Kenma was probably in his gaming room playing...well a game on his PC.

But you knew he probably forgot to eat and drink while you were gone because he always does. Even though you told him many times that he had to take care of himself too.

So you took off your shoes, put the shopping bags down and made your way to the kitchen. You made Kenma a sandwich and a glas of water. You already ate with your friends in the mall.

Halfway to the gaming room you stopped because you had an idea. You went back to the bags and took out the face masks you bought.

You were pretty sure your boyfriend would say no if you asked him if you could put a mask on him, but you could at least try.

Silently opening the door to the gaming room, you went inside and put the food and water on the desk.

Even though Kenma had his headphones on, he acknowledged your presence.

,,Hey Y/n. Had a good day?‘‘

,,Yeah, it was fun. I got lots of things‘‘, you answered and gave him a quick peck on his cheek. It was dark in the room, but you could see the slight blush dusting your boyfriends cheeks and the small smile gracing his lips.

,,You have to show me everything later‘‘, he said. ,,What do you have there?‘‘ He made a hand gesture to the masks in your hand.

,,Oh, well, I bought some new face masks and I was wondering if you would let me put one on your face?‘‘, you asked him a little bit hesitant.

,,Sure, I could use a break‘‘, Kenma answered while putting down his headphones. You did not expect this answer but now you were even more happy about it.

You excitedly made your way to your shared bathroom to get a cute headband with cat ears.

As your boyfriend saw it in your hands, he rolled his eyes:,, Isn’t a hair tie enough?‘‘

,,Nope! You’re gonna look so cute with it! Trust me, Kozume!‘‘

Without further complaints he let you put on the headband.

And so you began putting on a sheet mask that had the motive of a cat on it.

Content with the outcome, you gave Kenma a little mirror so that he could look at himself.

,,It’s ok...I guess‘‘, he just said. But you could see his little smile and how he was eyeing his face.

,,You have to wait for 15 minutes, then you can take it off‘‘, you explained to him and started to clean the mess you made.

,,Hey! Who said that you could only put a mask on me? It‘s your turn now.‘‘

And just like that, Kenma had you sitting on his chair while putting on the second face mask with a cat motive. He even gave you his switch to play on so that you wouldn’t get bored.

,,Now we’re matching‘‘, he said more shyly.

,,Aww, Ken-Ken! You are so sweet! Come, let’s make a few selfies!‘‘

,,Do we have to?‘‘

,,Of course! I wanna look back at this moment in twenty years!‘‘

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Picnic | Fumikage Tokoyami

paring: Tokoyami x reader (gender neutral)

synopsis: You and your bird-headed boyfriend go on a picnic

rating: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 744 words

note: picnic dates are so cute alkjfsd, hopefully when it’s safe again I’ll have a picnic with my friends :( Also this is my first time writing for him, my bad if I didn’t portray him correctly, but I hope you enjoy !

The leaves crunched beneath both of your matching doc martens, your cheeks a rosy tint as you swung your and Tokoyami’s interlocked hands as you walked through the semi-empty park, looking for a place to set up your picnic.

Tokoyami placed a hand on the small of your back, guiding you to the side of the sidewalk, allowing the incoming skateboarders to skate through. Once they were out of sight, he took your hand back in his, taking his place beside you.

Tokoyami clutched the picnic basket with his unoccupied hand, insisting on sharing the ‘workload’ while you held the blanket which was draped over your forearm.

You guys left the dorms in the dead of night, hoping to catch some alone time together before you both had to go back to your hectic lives of hero training and internships.

Tokoyami was always so sweet to you, whether he unconsciously thought about you or not, he always took the time to make sure you were alright. 

Lately, he thought about how little quality time you guys spent together, too busy with the demanding schedule of an upcoming hero.

You were fine with the study dates and late-night texts, always treasuring the moments you had together, however, he insisted on taking you out, taking you somewhere where you both can be alone, where you both can put your worries behind yourselves and focus on each other, thus the plan of having a late-night picnic ensured. 

A tug on your sweatshirt broke you from your train of thoughts, turning towards your boyfriend, you saw him gesture towards a spot under a tree near the lake.

While you both set up, you took the time to look around, admiring how even under the artificial light from the flickering street lamps, nature still managed to look beautiful.

As you both finished setting up your spot, you noticed a few ripples in the water, looking closely you saw a group of swans swim towards your area, taking out your phone, you attempted to take a few pictures of them as they glided through the water.

Pocketing your phone, you felt something brush against the side of your cheek, turning around you saw Dark Shadow, his eyes beamed once they grabbed your attention, quickly pulling you towards the laid-out blanket where Tokoyami sat, enjoying the scenery. 

Joining him, you sat crossed-legged on the soft blanket, opening the basket to begin unloading the food and snacks you packed for your date.

You took out various tupperware containing fruit and desserts while Tokoyami took out drinks including his thermal that was filled with pre-made earl grey tea.

You chuckled as you heard Dark Shadow gasp, ogling the various desserts that were laid out on the blanket.

Glancing at Tokoyami, you watched as he bashfully looked away, averting from your gaze as your eyes met. Your lips curled in a smile, uncovering one of the tupperware containers to show him the homemade apple tarts you baked for him.

His eyes widened, gaze trained on the mouthwatering dessert, unconsciously moving closer to you as he caught a whiff of the cinnamon, apple scent.

He cleared his throat when he realized how close he had gotten, mumbling out an apology as he fiddled with the laces on his boots.

You couldn’t help the grin that etched on your face, quickly plating a piece of the apple tart, indulging your boyfriend with his favorite dessert.

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Once you were both finished eating, you quickly packed up the containers back into the basket, placing it to the side so you both can have room to lay back on the blanket to stargaze.

Tokoyami hummed, eyes shining as he stared at the speckled dark sky. He closed his eyes for a second, posture relaxing as he took in the sensations of the cold wind and the light sound of crickets.

He turned to look at you, admiring your profile as you watched the stars, your hand softly patting the top of Dark Shadow’s head as he moved to snuggle into you.

Feeling eyes on you, you turned to your boyfriend, offering him a smile before turning your body towards him.

“This was fun.”

He nodded, “It sure was”

You brought a hand to his cheek, lightly combing your fingers through his dark feathers. He nuzzled his head into your palm, enjoying the warmth you brought him both from your tender moment and your adoring love for him.

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Head empty, just Kenma spending two hours helping you to beat the fucking water temple in Legend of Zelda because he can’t stand to watch you spend 30 minutes in one area trying to figure things out.

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Out Of Stock | Kageyama Tobio

paring: Kageyama x reader (gender neutral)

synopsis: You encounter a stranger who takes the last pack of your favorite milk

rating: ?

warnings: none

word count: 661

note: writing this was really tougher than I thought, I feel like I butchered his character but I’m glad I’m publishing this anyways because its been in my drafts for a long time and I don’t know where else to go with it aljfsd,,I hope you enjoy !

You tugged the fabric of your hoodie closer to yourself, shoving your hands in your coat pockets in an attempt to warm your fingers from the cold air.

You trudged to the nearest convenience store, dolled up in nothing but your pajamas, fueled by the desire to get some of your favorite snacks.

Thankfully, the streets weren’t full, they were almost empty aside from a few lingering people.

Your hand grazed the cold metal of the door handle as you arrived at the convenience store, opening it to be greeted by the ring of the wind chimes that hung on the door.

You grabbed a basket before bolting straight towards the snack aisle, eyes browsing the shelves looking for your favorite snacks. You continued to look around, grabbing various snacks to supply the low stock in your pantry at home.

You walked towards the drink aisle, unconsciously tugging on the sleeves of your hoodie as the temperature slightly dropped.

After walking around you spotted one of your favorite drinks, your beloved banana milk.

You walked closer, stars in your eyes as you realized you’d get the last pack of banana milk to yourself.

Apparently, the world thought otherwise, a guy tall in stature, beat you to the punch, grabbing the pack of milk before you had the chance to reach for it.

You felt your stomach churn, annoyance bubbling through your veins, that was supposed to be yours, in fact, you saw it first. 

A pout formed on your lips, watching as the stranger walked away, the pack of banana milk held in his hand.

This is stupid. Why am I doing this?

“Hey”

You said loudly, inwardly cringing to yourself as you realized you guys were the only ones aside from the cashier in the empty store. You felt your heart quicken as the man stopped to turn around, looking at his shoulder, curious as to what you’d stopped him for.

You felt a sense of dread washing over you, upon closer inspection the stranger was indeed cute. Cute enough that you were scolding yourself for leaving your apartment wearing nothing but pajamas.

Not the time. you reprimanded yourself

You pointed at the milk in his hands, “That banana milk, that's mine”

He stood there with confusion written over his face, with a furrowed brow he spoke up, “I don’t see your name on it.”

You scoffed, “I don’t see yours either.”

He stared at you blankly before silently walking towards the cashier.

“Hey! I’m not finished”

You called out, hoping it would buy you enough time to snag it from him.

The stranger ignored you, pulling out his wallet for a quick transaction. Your stomach dropped as you heard the register ring up, the paper of the receipt printing before it was ripped by the cashier, handing it to the stranger.

You sighed in defeat, opting to grab another drink. You begrudgingly grabbed a pack of iced tea, eyes trailing towards the empty gap where the pack of milk once was.

You walked towards the cashier, quickly pulling out the exact amount in cash, mumbling a quick thanks before grabbing the plastic bags filled with your snacks. 

You opened the door to exit the store, bracing yourself for venturing back into the cold air for a second time. You didn’t get a few steps in before someone called out to you.

You turned around and were met face to face with the stranger from before.

Before you had the chance to ask what he wanted, he stuck his hand out to you, half of the pack of milk still wrapped in the plastic resting on his palm.

Your eyes widened in surprise, “For me?”

He nodded, a nervous scowl etched on his face as he waited for you to take it from his hands.

“Oh, thank you so much!”

You gleamed, flashing him a wide smile. He mumbled under his breath, his cheeks burning a light scarlet.

“Yea, sure”

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MHA MASTERLIST.

Fumikage Tokoyami

⤷  Picnic - gender neutral

synopsis: You and your bird-headed boyfriend go on a picnic

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Kenma Kozume

⤷  Stress Relief - gender neutral

synopsis: You’re Kenma’s best stress reliever

⤷  Cast Away - gender neutral (catshifter!witch!kenma)

synopsis: After a few days of being huddled up in your house, you realize you need to restock your fridge. While on your way back from the grocery store you notice strange symbols carved onto your door.

⤷  Apple Pie - gender neutral

synopsis: late night mcdonalds run with kenma

Kageyama Tobio

⤷  Out Of Stock - gender neutral

synopsis: You encounter a stranger who takes the last pack of your favorite milk

Tsukishima Kei

[coming soon]

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Stress Relief | Kenma Kozume

paring: Kenma x reader (gender neutral)

synopsis: You’re Kenma’s best stress reliever

rating: fluff, comfort

warnings: none

word count: 667

note: I’ve been meaning to write for Kenma for awhile but got stuck with my writing akjfsdf hope you enjoy! (also don’t mind the title, I didn’t know what to write)

You shifted on the couch, making yourself comfortable as you continued watching videos on your phone.

A scoff drew your attention away from your screen, your eyes glancing at the form next to you.

Kenma had an annoyed expression, impatiently tapping the screen of his switch as he waited for the cut scene to playout for the umpteenth time. Your lips curled into a smile as you watched him sigh, a piece of his hair that was lazily placed in a messy bun fell onto his face.

He quickly tucked it behind his ear, eyes focused back on the screen as the cut scene finished. He mumbled something under his breath, to concentrated on the pixels that displayed on the screen to repeat himself. 

You glanced back at your phone, directing your attention to the eye-catching videos that flooded your recommended tab.

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After a few hours lounging on the couch in a position that was sure to strain your back, you decided to grab a glass of water. You sat up, stretching to relieve the ache in your muscles before making your way to the kitchen.

Kenma paused his game, rubbing his glossy eyes with his sweater paws. His pupils dilated as his eyes took in the surroundings of the darkroom, feeling relieved of giving his eyes a break from the blue light that emitted from the screen

He cursed to himself, fed up with losing yet again to the overpowered boss in the game. He slumped against the couch, burying himself deep into the couch cushions.

He glanced at the spot he last saw you a few hours ago, his mind wandering to you, wanting nothing but to bury his head in the soft fabric of your sweatshirt and cuddle against your form.

His mouth etched in a frown, noticing your missing form. His ears twitched as he heard the water running from the faucet in the kitchen. He got up from the couch, sighing in relief as his bones popped as he made his way to you.

He saw your figure hunched over the kitchen counter, sleepily gulping the water from your cup. He crept closer, wrapping his arms around your waist and digging his head in the crook of your neck. 

His lips curled in amusement as he felt you jump in surprise, snuggling closer to you after he felt your posture relax from his surprise appearance.

You placed a hand over his arm, lightly tapping the pads of your fingers on his forearm as you leaned back against his chest.

"Ken?"

He hummed, eyes peering up at you, waiting for you to continue.

"You okay?"

He slowly nodded, tightening his hold around your waist. You turned yourself in his arms, facing him, trailing your eyes around his face to take in his appearance.

You cup the side of his face in your palm, lightly tracing your thumb on the darkened skin under his eyes.

you placed a kiss on his forehead, hugging him tighter against you.

He hummed, fingers tightening around the fabric of your sweatshirt in a firm grip, grounding himself as he attempted to blink away the wave of drowsiness that hit him.

You pulled yourself from his hold, chuckling at the low whine that bubbled from his throat.

You slid your hand down his arm, interlocking your hands together as your hand felt the soft skin of his palm.

You walked towards your room, a sleepy Kenma trailing behind you, covering an upcoming yawn with the back of his hand.

You crawled into bed, wrapping yourself in the soft sheets. He crawled after you, snuggling against the side of your form, an arm draped around your ribcage as he snuggled into the bedsheets, sighing in contentment as he was engulfed by your warmth and comforting scent.

You pressed a kiss on the crown of his head, closing your eyes as you drifted to sleep. You felt Kenma's chest vibrate against your shoulder, mumbling goodnight before sleepiness overtook him.

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— MASTERLIST.

⤷  DC

⤷  HAIKYUU  

⤷  MY HERO ACADEMIA 

⤷  MARVEL [coming soon]

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Chipped Polish | Damian Wayne

paring: older!Damian Wayne x reader (gender neutral)

synopsis: Damian helps you paint your nails and in return you help him paint his

rating: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 791

note: Sorry for my month long hiatus! I’ve experienced writer’s block for the first time and it wasn’t fun, seriously, I couldn’t write a single sentence without erasing it. Having a boyfriend that paints his nails with you would be the best thing ever akjfds, definitely did not get inspired by my own chipped nails

Damian leaned against your shoulder, back pressed against the soft cushions of the couch as you both lounged in the living room. You were half paying attention to the movie playing on the screen, the semi-interesting plot being enough to catch your attention.

Your arms pressed together as you both held hands, his thumb brushing against the top of your hand with slow strokes. Damian’s attention focused on you, more specifically, he stared at the way your hands intertwined with his. 

Appreciating the skin-on-skin contact, he lightly squeezed your hand, eyes flickering up to your face to watch your reaction. Your lips curled upwards, squeezing his hand back softly. From your peripheral vision, you watched as your boyfriend stared at you, his eyes finally flickering back down to where your hands met. 

You looked back at him, admiring him in all his glory. He was sporting an oversized shirt with sweats, face framed by messy curls. It didn’t matter what he was wearing, as he always managed to look good.

You leaned closer, placing a kiss on the apple of his cheek before directing your attention back to the screen. Damian’s lips quirked upwards in a small smile, feeling his cheek tingling from the kiss you placed. However, his gaze was still directed at your hands. 

He was particularly focused on your fingernails, intrigued by the paint that coated your nails or at least what’s left of it. He hummed as he unlaced your hands, running the pad of his finger against your nails to feel the chipped paint. He brought your hand closer to his face, placing a kiss on each knuckle.

“May I paint your nails, love?”

You looked over at him with a hum, before nodding your head. He looked at you, gesturing for you to bring the items.

“Ah, you mean right now, give me a second.”

You pushed yourself up from the couch, your back popping in relief from being in a slumped position for too long. You quickly disappeared to your room, coming back to the living room with nail polish and remover. 

You waited for Damian to sit up before you sat down on the couch. Facing him, you scooted closer till your knees brushed against his. You opened the nail polish remover, making work with removing the old chipped polish to make it easier to paint them, Damian insisted on doing it for you, wanting to learn everything about your nail care.

After your nails were rid of the old paint, Damian carefully opened the bottle of nail polish, being careful to not spill it on the couch or get it on either of your clothes. You noticed how intrigued Damian was with the polish, chuckling to yourself as you watched his nose slightly scrunch up from the potent smell. He carefully grabbed your hand, slightly angling it for him to get a better view while he started to paint your nails.

He furrowed his brows as he concentrated on not getting paint over the sides of the nail. He moved your hand away from his face, looking over his work. Humming in approval, he continued to paint the rest of your nails. 

He went as far as to paint a clear coating over your polish, wanting it to shine and stay for as long as possible. You went back to your room to grab nail oil and lotion, deciding to go all out with your nail care.

Damian also insisted on putting them on for you, lightly rubbing the oil against your cuticles before rubbing the lotion onto your hands. You sighed in appreciation as Damian massaged the lotion into your skin, his warm hands contrasting with the coldness from the lotion.

You tapped the pads of your fingers against his knee, watching as his eyes flickered from your newly painted nails to your face.

“Want me to paint yours?”

You suggested, tapping your nails against the plastic surface of the bottle as you waited for his response. He thought for a second before nodding, watching as you carefully started to paint his nails. 

Your face lit up as you admired Damian’s hands, admiring how the nail polish complimented his skin. You traced the veins that were protruding on the top of his hand before interlocking them together.

“We match.” you giggled 

Damian’s lips curled up, couldn’t stop himself from placing a kiss on your cheek. Your face flushed at the contact.

After this day, you found yourself with a fresh set of nails every time Damian caught sight of your chipped nail polish. You found it endearing, finding something you both can enjoy and do together. Plus, the sight of Damian sporting nail polish is something you wished you saw sooner.

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Gimme Attention | Damian Wayne

paring: older!Damian Wayne x reader (gender neutral)

synopsis: damian wants your attention however you’re too busy playing animal crossing. 

rating: fluff

warnings: none (?)

word count: 669

note: not so sure how I feel about this one,,also its 3 am and i have class in a few hours,,insomnia sucks but animal crossing helps pass the time <3

“Beloved?” Damian called out as he entered your apartment, slipping off his shoes on the rack by the entrance. “I’m in here.” You called out. He hummed in acknowledgment, slipping off his coat and hanging it on the coat rack. 

Before making his way to your bedroom, he took liberty in looking around your apartment, making sure all your windows were locked and was free of any intruders. Once he was satisfied, he made his way to your room.

His eyes softened when he spotted your figure curled up in your bedsheets. Dressed in his oversized hoodie, you were lying down playing with your Nintendo switch; using it to keep you busy as you waited for him to come home.

He quickly slipped into some comfier clothes, crawling under the sheets to engulf you in his arms. With an arm draped over your stomach and his head resting in the junction of your neck, his eyes drifted towards your screen, watching as your animal crossing character ran around your island.

He hummed in amusement when he felt you tense in slight panic over a spider. You yelped as it chased you, running away from it so it wouldn't bite your character. You pouted as your character got bit, the reflection of your pouty face displayed on the screen once it turned black.

Turning your head to look at Damian, you saw an amused smile on his face. "What are you smiling at, huh?" You teased. "Just at your inability to catch a spider." You dramatically gasped. "It’s not my fault I don’t do well with bugs." Damian rolled his eyes, lightly brushing his lips on the side of your jaw.

He smirked as you squirmed away, trying to maintain your focus on the game. Before you could continue, Damian turned your chin towards him, pressing his lips against yours. Your eyes widened in surprise before closing, focusing on the feeling of his soft lips.

Too engrossed into the kiss, you didn't realize Damian took the switch out of your hands. Instead, you used your free hands to tangle themselves in his curly hair, slightly tugging on the hairs on the nape of his neck as he deepened the kiss.

He slowly parted from you, eyes raking over your face, taking in your flushed cheeks and swollen lips. Feeling satisfied with your flushed appearance, he turned onto his back, pulling out his phone to distract himself.

You started at him for a second, a pout forming on your lips. "You tease." You whined. You leaned into him, curling yourself into his side, pressing a kiss on his cheek. After a moment Damian clicked off his phone with a sigh, chucking it somewhere on the mattress. “You brat.” He mumbled, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

You sighed in content as you were smothered with the warmth of your boyfriend. Shifting from your position, you attempted to grab your switch that was placed on the nightstand. He grunted, nudging your arm away back to your side. Stubbornly ignoring his silent warning, you tried again, attempting to reach for it a second time.

Before your fingertips could touch the console, Damian grabbed your wrist and pinned it beside your head. Hovering on top of you, he placed his other hand on the other side of your head, pining you against the mattress. Flustered from the sudden position, you turned your head, averting your eyes. 

You heard a quiet huff from above you, feeling the pad of his fingertips under your chin. You looked up at him, finding him already looking at you intently. You chuckled nervously at the silence. You opened your mouth, about to break the silence before he squished your cheeks together with his hand and brought you into a searing kiss.

He pulled away, making sure you maintained eye contact, “Pay attention to me and only me.” A smile graced your lips, your thumb gently brushing against his bottom lip before you indulged in another kiss.

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