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emmyrosee · 8 months

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She got her quiet sneaking in from you.

Kenma’s fingers tap roughly on the controller in his hands, tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth in focus. He’s died four times to this monster, its shrieks of agony scaring him once embarrassingly in front of his chat, the other three deaths because, now that he’s past being scared, Kenma realizes what a damn hard boss this is.

“Chat, I’m telling you right now, if I see this dev in the streets, I’m taking a crowbar to their knee caps- this is a promise, not a warniIIIIIIING!”

He lurches from the gentle tug of his elbow, heart sinking to his chest in complete fear and acceptance that this is it for him, he’s dead. His arm is ripped away from the source, but when he hears a tiny gasp in fear, Kenma’s heart beats calmly again.

“Daddy okay?” Maesi asks, and kenma pauses the game to turn to her.

“You startled me baby,” he teases, and she blocks up at him with doe eyes to coax him to forgive her. As if she really needs to do that. “But what’s up beautiful?” He asks, putting down his controller and stretching. “How are you, angel?”

Maesi hums and passes her father the plate, her eyes peering up at him timidly- a trait he wants to blame on you, but every time, he’s met with a cocked eyebrow from you. “Want french fry?”

Kenma chuckles and nods, “I mean, you know I’m never gonna say no to fries,” he says, reaching down to grab the lukewarm fry from her tiny plastic plate. God knows how long they’ve been out, at least four hours; but that doesn’t stop kenma from letting his little girl take care of him in her own way. “You wanna be in daddy’s stream? Say hi to chat?” When she nods, Kenma lifts her up and into his lap, and once done, he reaches over to pick up another fry. In his headphones, Kenma hears that he got a donation.

Thank you kuroosassscheek for gifted 75 subs: hey Kenma there’s something behind you

“Thank you, Kuroo,” he scoffs. “Spawn, say hi to chat and uncle Tetsu.”

“Hi chat, hi uncle Tetsu,” she hums shyly, and Kenma kisses her temple around his chewing. “What playin’?”

“Daddy’s playing a scaaaary game,” he says, voice hiked slightly while he gasps. Maesi giggles before passing him another fry, which he takes quickly.

“Gonna have nightmare,” she warns.

Kenma raises his brows in agreement, “mommy’s gonna have to tuck me in.”

“Me too,” she mumbles, curling into Kenma’s hoodie, nose burrowing into his neck and tickling his skin slightly. “Play Star Valley?” She asks.

He hugs her tightly with a fake groan of effort, and she giggles happily, “you want to watch daddy play Stardew Valley?”

“Yeah..”

“Does mumma know you’re in here?”

Maesi is quiet- he chuckles and shakes his head, letting her get comfortable against him. He knows you’re not far, probably asleep on the couch, and Kenma prepares himself to potentially have to carry his two sleeping babies to bed.

“Alright- one second chat,” he says simply, grabbing his controller to change the game to the easy, calming game Maesi loves to watch him play. “We’ll pick that up tomorrow. Gotta protect myself from nightmares.”

Once again, Maesi lets out a little laugh; she tucks her face as close as she can to him, only shifting to grab another fry to munch on. He tips his head slightly again, to plant a kiss on the crown of her head, the soothing music in his headphones gets placed on her head, and before kenma can start any of his tasks, he feels Maesi’s breathing even out, her plate of fries and nuggets placed somewhere on the desk for him to take.

And that’s okay. He’ll play for a while, just in case she wakes up, and he’ll let her sleep in confidence in her fathers arms. Kenma’s pleased as the numbers in his stream doesn’t immediately drop: it stays, even now as it’s been hijacked by the one he loves most.

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heartsoji · 1 year

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hq boys with an s/o who's scared of thunder

kuroo, kenma, suna, iwaizumi, atsumu x reader (separate)

warnings: fear

a/n: wrote this during a thunderstorm that occurred at like 1am in the morning bc thunder scares me idk its just big and boomy idk but yeah was hiding under my blanket and needed comfort so this is rly self-indulgent haha

you gasp at the sound of thunder crashing, your body flinching in fear and tears quickly forming in your eyes. you never knew why, but ever since you were a kid, you were terrified of thunder. you weren't scared of loud noises, nor were you scared of rain, but for some reason, thunder terrified you. you threw a blanket over urself and began to cry in ur bed, absolutely terrified.

that's when ur door creaks open and ur boyfriend walks in

kuroo

will not tease u or anything abt it

he will just use his very very long arms to wrap you in a big hug

lets you bury your face into his favorite hoodie and cry on it. that's how much he loves you

gives you warm soup and tea and treats you as if you caught a cold or smth

he's just overall very uncharacteristically sweet and comforting

its bc he doesn't like seeing u upset it literally shatters his heart into pieces

like seeing u cry makes him want to cry

once it's all over, he'll wait a day to resume his usual teasing

unless you bring it up first, he won't mention your reaction to the thunder

he doesn't want to strike a sensitive chord

he just wants you to be happy :)

kenma

fun fact i love this man

have i ever mentioned that i love this man

i love this man

ANYWAYS he would immediately pick up on your fear, but wouldn't rly know how to comfort you

does he give you a hug? give u some food? offer some comforting words? what would those comforting words even be?

yeah he has no idea what to do

he sits down awkwardly by your side on the bed and just puts a hand on your back

hes trying

lets u cry on him and cuddle with him

has no idea what to do but he's trying to make u feel better so he'll do anything that u want

water? yes. cuddles? absolutely. food? he's already on the delivery app ordering ur favorite

super awkward but he's trying and that's what counts

after the storm has passed, he'll play video games with you on his lap :)

suna

tackles you onto the bed when he sees your tears

just wordlessly cuddles you

he honestly is slightly clueless when it comes to emotions that aren't part of the mental vb game bc he's used to suppressing his own

just hugs and cuddles you

no words. only snuggles.

acts like it didn't happen afterwards

he does make sure check the forecast to see if there are any other storms coming up tho

iwaizumi

he doesn't rly understand why ur so scared of it

like its natural?? and common??

nonetheless, will pull u into his ripped arms and give u a big hug !

he'll rub your back soothingly and whisper words of comfort

constantly telling u that u have nothing to be scared of bc he's there

puts a blanket over u and cooks u some hearty soup after cuddling u

checks the forecast 24/7 bc if there's a storm he wants to be there w/ u

atsumu

when he first sees u shaking under a blanket, he laughs at u and calls u a little kid

however, when he sees ur tears and shaken-up expression, he's immediately at your side giving u a hug

like iwa, he doesn't know why ur so scared of it but comforts you nonetheless

tells u that's it's alright and rubs circles on ur thumb

gives u sour patch kids bc he has no idea what to do after like 5 minutes

tries to make u laugh

he'll put headphones over ur ears, close the curtains, turn on all the lights, and perform a mime skit for u

rly sweet honestly

might tease u a lil bit afterwards but if u look even the slightest bit sad, embarrassed, etc abt it he will stop immediately and never tease u abt that ever again

a/n pt 2: this was so self-indulgent LMAO

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daily-dose-of-imagines · 9 months

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Flinch

@jade-flower-stories asked: Sorry I it Connelly slipped my mind but the abused reader one. Where they accidently raised their voice/hit her. And thbak you so much this means a lot to me. ♡

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Tsukishima --

He was exceptionally irritated that day and wanted nothing to do with anybody, even you.

Unfortunately, you didn't notice his attitude, you were too excited to see him first thing.

His headphones were on, so he didn't notice you calling out to him, no matter how often you did.

That's when you decided to play a little prank and take his headphones off, and keep them from him.

Only, it didn't end so well.

Right as you grab the headphones, ripping them off his head, Tsukishima - with gritted teeth - took them back and growled, "god why are you so fucking annoying all the time?"

You were instnatly pulled back into your childhood of your mother saying those exact words to you, everyday of you young life.

Instantly, tears started to flow, and Tsukishima was surprised at you, and himself.

"No, I'm- it-"

He didn't know how to properly apologize, never been in this situation before.

So, if words couldn't come out, he decided actions will do.

He hugged tightly, and stroked the top of your head. Once you had settled down, he muttered into your hair, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

He didn't excuse himself, but he did apologize profusely, and for that, you were gratefu.

Oikawa --

He was talking to other girls again. and you knew he was just a natural flirt, and that the conversations never evolve into anything, since he was dating you.

But you couldn't help but be jealous, the tainted feeling clawing up your throat, making you want to scream. He was too close to her, she was touching him too much.

You couldn't handle it anymore, and walked up to the both of them, stealing him away from the stranger.

"What the hell you are you doing?!" he yelled, slapping your hand away from his. You experience you anger, and he scoffs.

"You always do this, you always flirt with other--"

"Would you stop being a jealous bitch for two seconds!" he yelled, but instantly regretting it.

You were shaking from head to toe, tears building up in your eyes as you stared him down, memories of your past flashing your mind.

Memories Oikawa knew of, which made it all the more horrible.

Oikawa sighed, raking his hand through his hair, knowing he fucked up bad.

"I am sorry," he muttered. "You're right, I should reel it in some. And I shouldn't have said that to you. I'm sorry."

You sat down next to him, taking his hand in yours, sniffling. "Jackass."

"I deserve that."

Kenma--

He wasn't giving you any attention, at all, since a new game came out.

You gave him three days. Three freaking days too binge this new game of his, and yet, there he was. In his room, in the dark, still playing it.

You turned on the lights, and confronted him. "Kenma, come on, you've been cooped up in here for almost a week. Let's go out."

He didn't budge, making you more angry, so you stood in front of him.

"Get out of the way!"

"No, not until you put that away and talk to me!"

Kenma tried to look around you, but ultimately he couldn't see, and so his character died. Kenma slumped in his bed from the shock before getting inexplicably angry at you.

"Look at what you did!" he exclaimed, face red.

"It' just a game--"

"A game I have been working for hours! And you made me lose!" Kenma raised his hand, intent on hitting you, though his mind wasn't keeping up with his actions.

That is, until he saw you flinch harshly, keeping your face covered by your arms. Kenma stopped himself, shocked at how easily it was for you to get into that defensive position, and slowly lowered his hand as he set down the controller.

He walked past you, and turned off his console.

Taking you by the hand he muttered, "Let's go get some ice cream or something."

You nodded, threading your fingers with his, accepting his roundabout apology.

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l1tw1ck · 2 years

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Kenma's Favorite Teacher

Kenma gets more than he bargained for

FTM!Kenma x Top!Male Reader

Series: Higher Education

Contains: Non-Con (But Consensual Sex), Teacher (Unspecified Age) x Student (18), Dom/Sub, Spanking, Rough Sex, Couch Sex, Degrading, Virginity Loss (Blood), Objectification

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You and your student, who you prefer to call Kozume (despite his complaints), get along well. You both had an interest in video games and you would end up playing with him after school as the gaming club's advisor.

He was always coming on to you, although you were completely unaware. Kenma had a massive crush on you, he couldn't pretend he felt otherwise. He knew very well that you could get into legal trouble for being with him but he can keep a secret, he's a good boy.

You really had no interest in your students, you never look at them in a way that isn't platonic or even paternal. Kenma knew he wouldn't get anything from being indirect.

He got advice from his friend, Kuroo, on how to flirt with you.

You and Kenma sat on the couch, a gift from one of the rich kids' parents, playing a game on the console he brought in. The TV was also a donation. You two were the only ones in the clubroom today, lucky for Kenma. Unlucky for a law abiding citizen such as yourself.

Kenma leans into you, resting his head on your shoulder.

"Kozume? Please don't do that, it's inappropriate." You gently move him away. "It's not personal, it's just not something a teacher should be letting his student do."

"Mister..I'm just a little cold, no one will see us." Kenma looks at you with puppy eyes.

"Aren't there blankets in here?" You look around.

Kenma frowns and decides to just go through with the second to last step of the plan. His hand darts for your crotch, feeling you through your pants.

"Kozume!" You move his hand away again. "What on earth is wrong with you?"

"Sir, I won't tell anyone. Please, I'm already 18, I'll be good." Kenma tugs on your shirt.

"You'll be good? Kozume, you're already being bad!" You shake your head in disbelief.

"Then you can punish me." He unbuttons his shirt. "M' sorry for being a bad boy." He says, pulling off his sports bra.

You've already closed your eyes. "Put your shirt back on." You listen as Kenma takes his belt off and lets his pants drop to the floor. "Kozume, I'm not kidding. I didn't want this to become an issue but I'll have to tell your parents and the principal."

"You don't have to tell them anything." Kenma climbs onto your lap, rubbing against your crotch. "C'mon teach, you haven't dated in a while, you can use me to release your frustrations."

"No, I can't."

Kenma frowns and fumbles with your belt. Ignoring your protests he pulls your pants down and takes your cock out.

"It feels better when someone else is doing it for you." He slowly strokes your dick. He pulls your hand away from your face, looking at you sensually.

"Kozume-"

"It's Kenma." He smiles softly. "You want this, don't you? You want me to keep jerking your cock, right?"

"I don't want to put my hands on a student, please just get off and put your clothes on. I'm not interested."

"Stop playing hard to get." Kenma moves off your lap and kneels in between your legs. "I know you want me to suck you off." He licks up your length.

You pull his hair, moving him away from you. Fuck it. "Get on the couch. Ass up."

Kenma grins and scrambles onto the couch, head resting on a pillow while he presents his ass to you. You were kind enough to pull his underwear down rather than just ripping it off.

"Stay quiet." You rub your hand on his ass before giving it a harsh smack. Kenma buries his face into the pillow, muffling his moans.

"You're just a fucking slut, huh?" You spank him again. "Trying to seduce your teacher...Bet you've done it with all the guys here."

Kenma shakes his head. "I haven't! I swear!"

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" You spank him even harder than the last time.

Kenma whimpers and goes quiet again. Tears falling from his eyes as you spank him until his entire ass is red.

You grab his hair again and look at his face, red and tear stained. "You're going to be very quiet, You're not going to complain, you're going to listen to me, and you're going to let me do whatever I want with you. Don't respond unless I tell you to. Understood?"

Kenma nods.

"Use your words."

"Yes, sir." He says shakily. You let go of him, his head falling back onto the pillow.

You move your dick past his folds, prodding at his entrance. You don't bother doing any other foreplay, he doesn't deserve it. "Just remember, this is your fault. You signed up for this and if anything happens, you're to blame."

Kenma whimpers, biting the pillow as you enter him. "Fuck. You must really be a virgin." You groan, struggling to get everything inside. "Relax your body."

Kenma does his best to relax.

"You'll have to clean the couch if you get blood on it." You say before bottoming out. "It's unfortunate that you had to lose your virginity in a situation like this. Unless you like getting used and treated like a slut."

You pull out slowly, leaving just the tip in. Kenma looks back at you, confused. You push his head into the pillow before forcefully thrusting into him.

Kenma mewls, already feeling himself getting close to an orgasm.

"I'm surprised a whore like you really hasn't had sex yet, I bet any guy would love to fuck your slutty little cunt." You slam into him, grabbing his hips roughly.

Despite your harsh words, Kenma feels happy, assuming that you're implying that you love fucking him.

"Fuck, I could get used to this." You groan.

Kenma bites his lip, coming at the thought of you doing this again.

"You want that? You wanna get used by me all the time? Become my dumb little fuck toy?" You spank him. "Answer."

"Yes! Please! I wa- want it!"

Your movements slow as you reach your peak, coming inside him with no warning.

Kenma moans, feeling pure euphoria.

You pull out, looking at a mix of his blood and your cum dribble down onto the couch.

You look at Kenma's shaking body and sigh. "I'll help you clean up."

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seijorhi · 1 year

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SHUDDER

Kozume Kenma x female reader

a Valentine’s Day Collab

tw: heavy dubcon, nsfw, voyeurism, murder, yandere themes, this one's a doozy y'all we're goin' out with a bang :))

The red light on the camera atop his computer blinks steadily.

Kenma’s not some sappy romantic, he doesn’t really do Valentine’s Day. This stream wasn’t even his idea to begin with. It just so happened that he was frustrated and pissed off, venting in the chat when one of the users made a comment that got him thinking.

(He’s not an asshole, either – he did remember to bring you a box of heart shaped chocolates.)

He was gonna do this one way or the other, the timing just sort of worked out, and he supposes he can see the romantic side of it all. Girls are supposed to like this sort of thing, aren’t they – grand declarations of love and all that.

“You remember the rules, don’t you?” he asks.

Your cheeks shining with stricken tears, your lower lip wobbling, you nod minutely, eyes downcast.

Kenma frowns a little, and draws your chin upwards, forcing you to meet his eye. “I need you to say it. Out loud.”

You swallow audibly, risking a glance over towards the bed, the bound figure thrashing about, yelling desperately through his gag. Kenma’s fingers tighten, and you let out a startled squeak, quickly returning your attention back to him. “You– you’re gonna–” your voice hitches, “I h-have to–”

“Aw, c’mon Kenma, don’t be mean to the poor thing,” Kuroo snickers, driving his elbow into the gut of your soon-to-be ex boyfriend for good measure when he gets a bit too rowdy for his liking.

Irritation spikes, and Kenma barely – barely – refrains from rolling his eyes and huffing. Truthfully, he’s not so sure he could’ve pulled this whole thing off without his friend’s help, he’d just appreciate it if that help were a little more silent.

“Say it,” he repeats, the hand keeping you perched on his lap slipping down between your thighs to your bare cunt, the wet slick from your earlier efforts coating his fingertips as they rub possessively along your slit.

Kenma’s eyes drift back to the camera, tilting your face along with his, “Tell them what you’re gonna do.”

You look miserable, terrified, and so fucking pretty as you hiccup another sob, “I-I’m going to fuck you, a-and if I want… if I want him–”

“If you wanna win, you have to make me cum before he runs out of air.”

He’s already had you cum for everyone watching, made you play with your cute little pussy with the toys he’d bought for you. A part of him hates that others got to see it, but it was his choice to livestream this. Just for tonight – and then you’re for his eyes only.

… And maybe Kuroo’s. He does sort of owe him for this.

Kenma doesn’t bother asking if you’re ready to start, he just spreads his legs a little wider, looks to Kuroo and bobs his chin. The plastic bag and duct tape thing isn’t exactly high tech or all that elegant – it’ll do the job, though, he knows that much.

“I dunno how long it’ll take,” he tells you quietly, Kuroo grinning widely as he begins sliding the bag over your boyfriend’s head. “A minute or so to lose consciousness, I guess, after that…” he shrugs, looking almost bored at the prospect.

You, though – it lights a panic in your eyes, your whole body trembling as you lurch to your feet. Duct tape rips, your boyfriend’s choked and muffled noises growing more and more frantic as he yells your name and thrashes about. Kenma ignores him – there’s a part of him that kind of wishes he wasn’t here to begin with, but he s’poses he does have some value – as you reach for his boxers and pull out his aching, twitching cock and stroke it.

He looses a shuddering breath, fingers sinking into the armrest of his gaming chair.

You go to sit down on his cock – facing him, like lovers do – and Kenma barely has the presence of mind to stop you. “No,” he gasps, shaking his head and swallowing dryly. “Show them.”

You’re clumsy as you turn, flinching, half-sobbing with every distressed noise that fills the room. If Kenma were particularly vindictive, he’d tell you to hurry it up, because at this rate your stupid boyfriend will be brain dead before he’s even inside you.

He’s far too invested in the way you settle your thighs either side of his and grip his cock – flushed pink to the tip, weeping with pre that you diligently swirl over the sensitive head – in a trembling hand, guiding it to where it needs to be as you lower your hips down to meet his.

And the feel of your pussy, that warm, slick velvet that sucks him in has him moaning, every thought eddying from his head. Holy fuck, it feels incredible. Uncoordinated and sloppy as your movements are, you’re heaven and your pussy is a thousand times better than the fantasies he’d gotten off to before. He promised himself he wouldn’t do anything to help you along while you fucked him, but Kenma can’t help the hand that reaches for your breast, needily groping at the soft, pillowy flesh.

Seated to the hilt inside of you, every sensation is heightened. Every hitch in your breath, the fluttering of your pussy, squeezing and pulsing around him, the shudders that wrack your body as Kenma’s other hand tightens around your hip. “Move,” he pants. “Fuck– please–”

You do, raising your hips until only the very tip of his cock remains inside and sinking down once more. Your chest bounces for the camera as you set the pace, your tears and sniffles lost to the sound of comments pinging, donations pouring in. Kenma can’t stop touching you – everywhere, every inch of soft skin he can reach, squeezing and pinching and groping. “Don’t look at him,” he growls when your head starts to turn towards the bed. “Watch.”

Your boyfriend’s hacking and gagging, the noises growing louder and louder, warring with Kenma’s moans and your sobs, the slick sound of his cock sliding in and out of your cunt as you pleasure yourself on his dick. When the noises start to die down, and your boyfriend’s flailing turns into an unsettling, unnatural jerking and then not even that, you clench so tightly around his cock that Kenma’s vision goes white.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck–” he chants, clutching you closer with a rabid desperation.

You’re wailing, scrambling in vain to get off of him and with a mind of its own his hips buck up inside of you, once, twice – and Kenma cums harder than he ever has before.

#yandere haikyuu #yandere kenma x reader #yandere kenma #yandere kozume kenma #yandere kozume kenma x reader #tw: dubcon #extreme dubcon tho

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boyfhees · 2 years

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♡ GO LIVE !

PRECIS. kenma is your best friend— and also your crush for two years. so when all your shots at confessing fail, his twitch stream viewers might be able to help. ( wc. 3.5k )

GENRE. fluff, best friends to lovers

WARNINGS. kissing but it's not descriptive, one / two profanity ( ies ) i guess, reader is kinda down bad ( but it's kenma so we dont blame them )

NOTE. lol repost 👎 but here's my fav kenma thing i ever wrote

‘Would you join me in today’s stream?’ — seen.

Your heart is palpitating at an unimaginable pace and you’re not sure if it’s because of the presentation due tomorrow or because Kenma asked you to join his stream for the very first time. You like to think it’s the latter— because how can you be so in love with someone? Is it possi—

“You’re blushing,” Kuroo’s words cut your trail of thoughts, which also reminds you to drink your coffee before it gets cold. “Let me guess, it’s Kenma?”

You roll your eyes at the smirk that crept up his face. It’s annoying, really, to live with his never ending remarks. But no matter how much you deny, Kuroo isn’t wrong. It’s not just Kenma, it’s the Kenma Kozume— a hotshot gaming streamer, who happens to be your best friend for over two years, and who’s also your crush and he’s so oblivious about it, he doesn’t know your heart is on the palm of his hands, and he could shatter it into pieces at any given moment.

And it’s not only about accompanying him in a stream. It’s about sitting next to him, in front of millions of people, talking to him, and putting up an actual, functional conversation when you’re barely able to control your thoughts when he’s in front of you. In your defense, everyone liked Kenma. You’ve seen people shouting messy confessions at him whenever he’s out, or giving you gifts / letters to pass on to the boy when they knew you both were friends. You’ve also seen him helping kids and old people cross the road, and they appreciate it so much that they want to introduce their daughters to him. You’ve seen him donating thousands and millions to pet rescue centers and other charities, you’ve seen him being nothing but nice to people he just met.

It was bound to happen— your crush on him, it wasn’t avoidable.

“So are you going to say something or just stare at the phone screen?” Kuroo interrupts again, which you’re grateful for. All the Kenma thoughts in your head needed to be put to rest, even if it was for a minor second.

You look at the boy in front of you with worry ridden eyes. “What should I do? Decline it? I don’t even know about that Zoo Crossi—”

“Animal Crossing.” He corrects.

“— whatever.” You retort. “Just tell me what I should do!”

Kuroo thinks you’re crazy. If it were him, he would accept his best friend’s offer without a second thought. Honestly, any other person in love would’ve done the same— except you. He thinks your brain works differently, is convinced that love has infected your brain so much, you’re unable to figure out what you should do and what you shouldn’t. On one hand, you talk about spending time with Kenma and on the other hand, you freak out about the same, thinking you’ll make a fool of yourself in front of him.

“Join him in the stream? Talk to him? I don’t know, maybe play along? It’s just a stream, y/n. It’s not that hard!”

“No, you don’t get it, Tetsu!” You shout in frustration. This whole situation makes you want to rip your hair out. And what’s even more frustrating is that the man in front of you, Yang Kuroo, is doing anything but helping you out. “You’ve never had a crush, have you?”

“Now, now, y/n” He stops you cautiously. “I’ve also been in a relationship, if you’re forgetting.”

Oh, whatever. You roll your eyes again. Honestly, you don’t know what’s wrong. He’s right— it’s not that hard, but again, it is that hard. It’s confusing, you’re lost. You want to spend time with Kenma, but you’re afraid you’ll do something embarrassing and you’ll have to flee the country, change your identity, and whatnot. It doesn’t make sense, how indecisive can a person be? And the stream? Kenma never asked you to join his streams. He knows you fall down to figure zero when it comes to games.

Then why?

Does he want to make fun of you? Wait— what if he finds you annoying and he wants you out of his life? What if he has a secret love who’s insecure of your presence so he’s trying to push you away? What if—

“Stop thinking about all that crap!” He aims a pencil at you, making you flinch and curse under your breath as it hits your forehead. Right. He knows— after all he has known you since the college freshman year. “Are you sure you don’t hate him? How can you think such things about the person you like?!”

You lean back, sighing and frowning, proceeding to annotate the corners of your notebook with stars and moons and messy scribbles of question marks and circles, hoping that doodling on your notebook will give you a way out of this.

“I don’t think you can do this.” you look at him with your peripheral gaze as he continues. “Just give up.”

“Oh, shut up.” It’s not the first time Kuroo’s telling you to surrender, and it’s a joke every time it brings it up. You know you can’t give up, and he knows you won’t. And then a seemingly profitable plan hits your brain. “Okay, I’ll go, and then do whatever he wants me to do in the stream, and after it ends, I'll ask him on a date. How ‘bout that?”

You don’t know why Kuroo looks at you with concerned eyes.

“Y/n,” his hands rest on yours. “You think, like, twenty times before texting him a hi. What makes you think you can ask him on a date?”

You jerk his hand away. “And there I thought you were giving me moral support!” But no matter how much you deny it, you know Kuroo’s right. It’s funny and embarrassing to think you’re so in love with your best friend, you can’t keep up a conversation without having your feet turn cold. It has to be stamped as one of the cringiest things, you think, sounds like those leads in a Shoujo Manga. “And what if I ask him out without messing up, huh?”

Kuroo smirks confidently, knowing you’re just making empty assumptions. “Lunch on me this whole month, but only if you ask him out. I’ll ask Kenma so don’t you dare lie about it.”

And so you’re here, four hours later, in Kenma’s room, waiting while he prepares coffee for the two of you. Your gaze runs all over his room. The two rows full of video games on his shelf catch your eyes. It’s surprising how there’s always a new bunch whenever you visit. Below it are a few books about accounting and business stacking beside mechanical engineering— wait, why does he study engineering? You don’t put much thought into it and follow your gaze to his desk adorned by a photo frame with his family, and a picture of him and Kuroo ( seemingly back from their high school days ) with a cat they rescued from the local river. You’ve heard the sheep head brag about it so much that you can make it to the short stories section of a children’s magazine with it.

Then your eyes settle upon a certain polaroid peeking out of a stray notebook resting beside his monitor. It looks familiar, you think, and then you pull it out, only to place it on the table hastily as he enters the room. “Having fun?”

“I guess,” a smile climbs up his face voluntarily as he watches your lips curl into one too. “Didn’t know you still had this.”

“Of course. What kind of friend do you take me for?”

From that moment on, time seemed to flow like running water. You learn that he invited you an hour prior to the stream to spend time with you, and it does nothing but accelerate your heart infinitely. While he tells you about the stream— which was after numerous requests from you because he said it’s a secret and a surprise— you were busy admiring the way his eyes shone when talking about things he likes. ( and yet, every time, you fail to realize that his eyes shine even brighter when talking about you )

Another thing you learn is that the whole point of today’s stream is to introduce you to his fans because they’ve been asking him to do so ever since you accidently walked past his monitor, not realizing the camera was on, which was exactly six months ago. You knew it was a mistake, but now it feels like a sin. What if they don’t like you? What if they start attacking you like what happened to the friend of another streamer a few weeks ago? What if—

You hate to have all those what ifs plaguing your mind. But then, you remember Kuroo saying that Kenma will defend you no matter what, so you decide to hang onto that single string for the rest of the day. “What are we going to do, though? I’m sure the introduction isn’t the only thing on today’s list, is it?” you ask.

“Actually— it is.” He pauses, taking a sip from his coffee before proceeding further. “I’m too tired to play so let’s just do whatever and have fun.” He could hear Kuroo calling him a liar for that one.

The next ten minutes pass away in preparations and by the time you take a seat next to him in front of his computer, assuring yourself that you’ll be fine, you realize that stream has already started and you can see the comments flooding in, yet daring not to read them. Kenma nudges you from the side, reckoning you to say something, a silly smile dancing on his face.

“Oh, right— I’m y/n,” You begin, fiddling your fingers out of nervousness. “And, I’m Kenma’s friend—” you’re about to speak further but words get stuck in your throat as you feel his hands intertwined with yours from under the table, a gesture to let you know that you’re doing great and there’s no need to be nervous.

And then he doesn’t let it go for the rest of the stream, until you roll back your chair to grab your cell phone from his bed, which was only a minute later ( but the whole thing felt so timeless to you ) A wide yet nervous smile makes its way to your face as soon as you face away from the camera. You wonder if anyone noticed that little gesture you and Kenma shared, and if someone did then what are their thoughts. Even though it was short lived, his warmth lingers on your skin like winter morning dew, pleasing and satisfying.

You roll back to the screen, a certain comment catches your attention.

‘You both look adorable together !!’

Kenma fails to notice it, or so you think, but those five words are enough to get the butterflies in your stomach excited. Actually, butterflies aren’t even half equivalent to what you’re feeling. A zoo would be a better term, and just one comment made all those animals go crazy in love.

And then, another comment holds your gaze.

‘Y/n do you know Kenma talks about you a lot in his streams ?!?!?!’

Your heart feels as if it’s on fire. Turning your head towards him, you wonder if he noticed that comment, which he certainly did considering his fluttering gaze and red cheeks, wait— is he blushing ?!

“Uh, I mean y/n’s a close friend so it only makes sense for me to talk about them.” He clarifies nonchalantly, but from what you notice, he’s nervous. And he’s tapping his foot on the floor as if he’s writing college entrances again. It’s cute, and it makes you giggle like a toddler. Much to your surprise, Kenma's hand slides into yours again, and he’s pretending to not know, as if it’s unintentional, and as if his hand belongs to yours’. Even though you feel starstruck, and your heart feels like it’s going to stop any time soon, you relax into his little embrace, a shy smile flaunting on your face.

Kuroo was right, it’s not that hard.

The comments keep flooding in, this time faster than before. Half of them are asking if you both are dating ( and when you shake your head in denial, some of them say it’s a shame that you both aren’t a couple already ) Kenma doesn’t respond, and you wonder why. Instead, he sulks about how they’re supposed to be his friends, and not expose him in front of you, or how they all switched sides as soon as they saw you, which is why it took him six months to ask you if you wanted to join his stream. ( He can hear Kuroo calling him a liar, again )

You’re having a fun time watching the friendly banter between him and his fans, that is unless someone asks how you and Kenma met. And you realize it’s your time to carry the show. You take a look at Kenma who’s burying his face in his hand because your first meeting was utterly embarrassing, and you couldn’t wait to share it with around a million people.

“Y/n, no—”

“Y/n, yes!” You cut him off, mid sentence. That’s probably the first time you’ve been so excited this whole day, and as much as Kenma loves seeing that smile dangling on your face, he doesn’t want you to disclose that. “Kenma, do you know how long I’ve waited to tell your viewers about your stupid ass ?!”

He gasps dramatically, mumbling something along the lines of ‘how can you betray me’ as he pretends to get off his chair and leave the scene, only for you to pull his hand ( which was still laced in yours ) towards you and make him sit again. And the comments are going off with the ‘omg they were holding hands all this time???!!!’ and equivalent phrases but none of you seem to notice, for he was too busy getting away from the monitor while you grab his arm with both your hands, pinning him down to the chair before the air fills with your laughter.

“Really?” He deadpans, pulling his hands out of your grip. “After all the notes I've copied for you when you missed classes?”

You laugh at his silly actions, especially at the pout on his face that makes him look ten times prettier than he already is. You wonder if he knows the magic he casts on you, the way it makes you feel like a love struck cat. You almost forget the topic under discussion, your first meeting with him, but that’s until you see a comment loaded with pleases and words asking you to tell, no matter what.

“Alright, alright,” you lean back as if pleading for truce. And good for you because Kenma believes it a little too easily. “I won’t tell anyone that you almost spat water on me when we met for the first time.”

“Y/n, what the heck?!”

His expression is priceless. It’s the best day of your life— well everyday with Kenma is best but this one, specifically, is the best one of all. You inch towards the screen, reading the comments while Kenma covers his face with his hands, trying to hide his flushed face. ( You’re pretty sure he’s reading the comments either way )

But then he looks at you with eyes glistening with mischief. And you realize what’s going to follow. “In my defense, they wore a chicken outfit for handing out some flyers!”

“Kenma—”

He leans away from you, one hand holding up the keyboard to prevent you from terminating the stream while the other rests on your forehead, stopping you from getting any closer. “That’s what you get for—” A pause. The whole room goes quiet as you both realize the proximity in between. You retract yourself away from him, an awkward atmosphere enveloping you both as your eyes settle on the computer screen.

‘Oh my god, just date already!’

‘You both are so cute aaaa!’

‘Kenma fight anemo hypostasis with Xiao and ask out y/n if you lose challenge.’

You can feel your heart pounding so furiously, you’re afraid he’ll hear it. Honestly, you wonder how he hasn’t taken a hint about your huge crush on him, considering everyone in your friend circle— and even some of Kuroo’s friends too— know about your excruciatingly painful and droughtful love life. ( And for some reason, even Lev texts you once in every few days to ask whether you confessed to Kenma or not )

When no one addresses the elephant in the room for another few seconds, you decide to take the initiative. “Um, how about I order a take out?”

Then Kenma’s words follow along. “Actually, I have all the baking stuff from the last time.” You sigh. What did you even expect, for the Kenma Kozume to bake for himself, when his favorite task is to annoy you while you’re busy baking him delicacies? Not possible. He would’ve said further, but his eyes follow yours to the computer screen.

‘WAIT YOU BOTH ARE GOING TO COOK TOGETHER?!!?!! CUTE!!’

“I think we should order a takeout.” He suggests shyly, a smile climbing up your face at his actions, one that morphs into a chuckle as you mutter, ‘you’re so cute’ as if your face isn’t looking like a tomato itself.

You grab your phone and browse through the menu until you receive a call, the ID revealing your friend's name. You excuse yourself out of the room while Kenma buries his face in his hands again, his face turning redder than before. Your faint voice reaches his ears from behind the closed door of his room; he’s left wondering if your voice always felt like a melody when listened to from a distance.

There’s a soft smile on his lips. He doesn’t realize how it got there, or since when it has been residing. All he knows is that his heart is beating swiftly and maybe this time, he wouldn’t deny it. His ears perk up as the sound of you opening the door pulls him out of his dreamlands, eyes wide open at the sight of his computer because he almost forgot about the stream.

“I’m back!” You chime in, sitting next to him as you wave at the viewers. You look better than almost any horse before, when you were literally sweating out of nervousness, and honestly, Kenma loves to see you getting comfortable with things he likes. “Wait, do you guys know that Kenma cries during disney movies.?”

And even if Kenma likes you seeing you getting comfortable around him, he doesn’t mean he appreciates you exposing his habits and secrets to a million people. “You say it as if you don’t hind behind me while watc— wait,” His eyes zoom in at a comment as he proceeds to read it. “Kenma can I take y/n— no?! They’re mine, go look for someone else?!”

And here comes the heart palpitations.

The amount of times your heart has raced today should be enough to give you multiple heart attacks. Your eyes settle on Kenma, who looks a little too passive aggressive for someone who’s responding to a comment that’s a joke, and then his hands slide into yours again. This time, with a firm grip. While it may feel good, you hope it’s real, and that he’s not doing it for clout ( even though you know he, out of all people, doesn’t need any clout ) You hope that all the butterflies he gave you today mean something, because you’re sure you can’t handle these empty fluttering touches anymore.

The stream is long forgotten, and so are the viewers.

His gaze settles upon you, and you feel your heart doing somersaults as you feel his eyes travel down to your lips. And in the next second, before you know it, his lips are on yours, while the world seems to pause.

You don’t give it much thought— you couldn’t. Your brain feels misty and all you remember is that you’re kissing Kenma, the boy you’ve been in love with for so long. Instead, you tilt your head, kissing him back as he deepens the kiss. It feels like a cold breeze by the beach, you think, or maybe a warm blanket in winters. While you know the moment has to end, you don’t want his lips to leave yours.

Call it a jinx, but your eyes shoot open as you travel back to reality, remembering about the stream as you push him away before turning towards the computer with your flustered face. “I think we should end the stream here,” and you exit off Twitch just as quickly as Kenma logged in earlier today.

Then your eyes meet his, and words begin to fall out of his mouth. “Y/n, I’m sor—”

“I hope you meant it, Kenma.” That’s all you say. Actually, that’s all you could say, because it’s the only thing you wish for. He doesn’t reply, and you think it’s time to leave.

But then he ghosts up your hand, proceeding to cup your cheeks before inching dangerously closer to your face. “Trust me, I’ve been meaning to do it for over a year now.” And he connects your lips with his again.

taglist in the rbs.

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lelelenaxx · 1 year

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✎…… 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶!! 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘥𝘰

Warning - Nothing really, a bit suggestive at points ( Mainly in Tanakas) , mentions of food and drinks, Not proofread

Hinata ❀

The type to drag you out at 3am to go on a trip to a convenience store to get food and drinks. Like deadass, you will be laying in bed ready to get the best sleep of your life and this man will have the fattest most juiciest grip on your arms and rip your poor soul out of bed and forces you into the car as he goes to the nearest gas station to get different drinks and food.

Kageyama ❀

He will flat out ghost you.... ON ACCIDENT. Like bro will read your message, put down his phone, tell himself he'll respond to it later and its not until you message him again that he'll reply.

Tsukishima ❀

THIS MAN IS A GATEKEEPER, he will be listening to a song and you'll pop up and ask him what song he's listening to he'll flat out say "You probably wont know them, they're undergound" and it will be someone like Rex Orange County. I believe he lives by gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss.

Nishinoya ❀

Definitely the type to send you the most unfunny tiktoks and memes he found on twitter. Please I beg of you to at least to act like you kind of found it funny. he will go into hibernation for the next 4 days if you say its unfunny, he get so embarrassed.

Tanaka ❀

"Is he bothering you queen?" Kinda guy. Will make sure you come home to roses and candles. Hes so sweet, hes trying so sweet okay pls dont be mean. I know it can be cheesy and cringy but be nice or his ego is wrecked for the next 3 years.

Kuroo ❀

Sends you random pics of cats he found on instagram at random times. Like literally you will be in the middle of a really important Exam and Kuroo will send you a picture of a cat with a top hat on.

Kenma ❀

Ok so we both know Kenma isnt a social person. But if you say one thing about a game he plays or knows of, he will go on an hour long rant. Its fun if you ask about a game hes played or is playing to actually hear him talk

Bokuto ❀

similar to Hinata but with going on late night beach visits. If you dogs you'll usually take them too. At around 11pm you and Bokuto just go out to the nearest beach and just have a nice time. Romance at its peak

Akaashi ❀

FLOWERS, EVERY, WEEK. Most romantic man Akaashi is. Flowers along as treating you out to dinner every week. I love Akaashi so much i cant even describe it jsdjofkdsnfoilkdsngokdngoifdgkfd

Im too lazy to write anymore

I cant make a part 2 if someone wants it

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kimbapisnotsushi · 3 months

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man i've been typing and deleting over and over again but i really don't think i can put into words the pure emotion the new chapter made me feel. it's just. i really do think that no matter whose pov you choose to follow, it's all going to be the same in the end. it's all going to be about love and loss and hope and dreams and wishing you could stay right here, right now, right at this moment forever and ever and ever, because they were ALL part of something, they were ALL playing the game, they were ALL trying to keep the ball up in the air for just a little bit longer. they were all begging for their legs to not give out, to push just a little bit more, to get one more point so that it won't EVER end. and, fuck, none of them wanted it to end!!!!!! not kai or kenma or hinata or kageyama or ANYONE who ever stood on the court, because they loved their team and loved to play and loved everything they had become and GOD the whole thing just makes me want to rip my heart out

#WHEN KENMA SAID DURING GARBAGE DUMP HE DOESN'T WANT IT TO END #AND NOW IN THE NEW CHAPTER WE SEE THAT WHEN HE THINKS ABOUT IT IT JUST GOES ON FOREVER #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH #i think. i shall have to do a reread soon #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq meta #kai nobuyuki #kozume kenma #hinata shouyou #kageyama tobio #sou says stuff

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how-do-i-delete-this-acc · 2 years

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hq boys with an s/o who's scared of thunder

kuroo, kenma, suna, iwaizumi, atsumu x reader (separate)

warnings: fear

that's when ur door creaks open and ur boyfriend walks in

kuroo

will not tease u or anything abt it

he will just use his very very long arms to wrap you in a big hug

lets you bury your face into his favorite hoodie and cry on it. that's how much he loves you

gives you warm soup and tea and treats you as if you caught a cold or smth

he's just overall very uncharacteristically sweet and comforting

its bc he doesn't like seeing u upset it literally shatters his heart into pieces

like seeing u cry makes him want to cry

once it's all over, he'll wait a day to resume his usual teasing

unless you bring it up first, he won't mention your reaction to the thunder

he doesn't want to strike a sensitive chord

he just wants you to be happy :)

kenma

fun fact i love this man

have i ever mentioned that i love this man

i love this man

ANYWAYS he would immediately pick up on your fear, but wouldn't rly know how to comfort you

does he give you a hug? give u some food? offer some comforting words? what would those comforting words even be?

yeah he has no idea what to do

he sits down awkwardly by your side on the bed and just puts a hand on your back

hes trying

lets u cry on him and cuddle with him

has no idea what to do but he's trying to make u feel better so he'll do anything that u want

water? yes. cuddles? absolutely. food? he's already on the delivery app ordering ur favorite

super awkward but he's trying and that's what counts

after the storm has passed, he'll play video games with you on his lap :)

suna

tackles you onto the bed when he sees your tears

just wordlessly cuddles you

he honestly is slightly clueless when it comes to emotions that aren't part of the mental vb game bc he's used to suppressing his own

just hugs and cuddles you

no words. only snuggles.

acts like it didn't happen afterwards

he does make sure check the forecast to see if there are any other storms coming up tho

iwaizumi

he doesn't rly understand why ur so scared of it

like its natural?? and common??

nonetheless, will pull u into his ripped arms and give u a big hug !

he'll rub your back soothingly and whisper words of comfort

constantly telling u that u have nothing to be scared of bc he's there

puts a blanket over u and cooks u some hearty soup after cuddling u

checks the forecast 24/7 bc if there's a storm he wants to be there w/ u

atsumu

when he first sees u shaking under a blanket, he laughs at u and calls u a little kid

however, when he sees ur tears and shaken-up expression, he's immediately at your side giving u a hug

like iwa, he doesn't know why ur so scared of it but comforts you nonetheless

tells u that's it's alright and rubs circles on ur thumb

gives u sour patch kids bc he has no idea what to do after like 5 minutes

tries to make u laugh

he'll put headphones over ur ears, close the curtains, turn on all the lights, and perform a wordless skit for u

rly sweet honestly

might tease u a lil bit afterwards but if u look even the slightest bit sad, embarrassed, etc abt it he will stop immediately and never tease u abt that ever again

a/n pt 2: this was so self-indulgent LMAO

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shadowthief78 · 11 months

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Haikyuu characters are all so dramatic. Hinata and him wanting to be the ace and yelling at everyone about it, breaking into training camp, and trying to photobomb Kita's interview. Kageyama's whole "I'm setter because setter is te playmaker who touches the ball the most and controls the team." Tsukishima's "just a club" until it isn't and he becomes so impassioned he practocally begs to get put back in uring the Shiratorizawamatch even with an injury, literally the whole Akiteru situation, "Sorry I took your extra special job" to Hinata during the Inarizaki game. Yamaguchi yelling at Tsukki, "What more do you need than pride?" and running to get an AED when Hinata stops breatjing after being reminded of final exams.

Ennoshita's "if I can't get this ball I don't belong on the court" and him being unofficial wrangler of the problem children. Nishinoya in general but 1) "I'm not playing unless I have my (*coughs* boyfriend *coughs*) ace by my side, 2) pouncing on anyone who mentions his height, 3) the whole "guardian deity" thing ("ROLLING THUNDER!!!!") and the joy he takes in being called senpai, 4) Kiyoko (need I say more?) or any other girl giving him the time of day, 5) him deciding to come to Karasuno specifically because of the uniform's cool looks... (I could continue for ages here). Tanaka in general: ripping hia shirt off, screaming every time he hits, shaving his head to show his dedication to the club, the whole Amane "I LOVE ANOTHER!" situation, etc etc etc.

Asahi "I lost one game so I quit volleyball completely and got into such a huge argument over my (*coughs again* boyfriend *cough cough*) libero that he got suspended for a week and we broke a fucking broom handle clean in two. Suga getting scolded for screaming at them for missing two recieves at their first game at Nationals, I think it was, naming every attack, and putting together an inpromptu cheer squad for Yamaguchi during their first Aoba Josai game. Daichi dying, 'nuff said, but also him not-so-subtly threatening to beat the snot out of anyone who misbehaves (dad behavior indeed).

Takeda saying that groveling is one of his talents and offering to pay out ofnpocket for travel expenses 👌. Ukai not wanting to come back as coach to preserve his high school memories of Karasuno and ends up as their coach anyways. Kiyoko saying the only time she'd be caught dead wearing the shirt the club made for her is if her only other choice was to go naked. Yachi getting so worked up about everything she ends up spouting nonsense or about to pass out. Saeko and her insane driving, the tenko drum squad, her arriving late becase she was out drinking til 5am.

Inousuke communicating with Hinata in gibberish. Lev and his ace big talk. Shibayama getting so excited after syncing up with Lev because he was worried about not living up to Yaku's presence. Kenma cursing out gravity when he's tired. Tora and him getting into multiple catfights because of their different personalities and philosophies. Fukunaga splashing them with water multiple times to break up said fights.

Kuroo being a closet dork, him and Yaku insulting each other with science names, the whole "blood, heart, brain" speech. Yaku parenting Lev and literally kicking his ass. Kai being the calm one but only in comparison to them and enabling Fukunaga's water-throwing antics.

Akane leading the cheer squad. Alisa jumping to thinking about being sister-in-laws with her after Lev does something tall. Coach Nekoma and the Battle of the Trash Heap yhat's been in the works since he, a grandpa, was in high school.

Kindaichi telling Kageyama not to apologize becaise he'll win their next match. Kunimi glaring because everything's a chore. Kyoutani and his dramatic entrance and playstyle. Yahaba dropping the nice guy act and doing the kabedon. Oikawa's everything: picture posing, hair styling, Mr. "At least I get to see one of them lose," the nicknames, that one scene where he "hmph!"s in public and tries to cover it up as humming (unsuccessfully). Iwaizumi chucking volleyballs anytime Oikawa gets a big head and being the only one Mad Dog will listen to because he won an arm wrestling competition.

Aone not talking unless to correct someone about Hinata and their super serious bows. Konegawa falling for every taunt that gets thrown his way. Fukutachi and his habit of antagonizing everyone, ever to exist.

Bokuto literally wilting if he doesn't get enough attention, getting excited at the most unusual things, his ace shirt. Akaashi plannihg his entire high school around playing with his husb- I mean, his star. Yukie eating everything in sight.

Ushijima intending on doing literally nothing but who "invites all challengers." Tendou SA-TO-RI and his "Oooooooops!!" Shibaru studying his ass off to go to Shiratorizawa and play "power volleyball" with Ushijima. Goshiki competing over every. Single. Thing. Washijou, the crotchety old geezer, shouting "Superglue! Bird lime!"

Kita seeing everything as not really a big deal but crying when he got named team captain. Osamu and his huge fight because he and Atsume disagreed about whose future was better so they made a deal to compare their lives on their deathbeds and whoever was happiest wins. Atsumu declaring he'd toss to Hinata one day after Inarizaki loses to Karasuno, his soul leaving his body after he messes up post timeskip, and him being a menace and little shit in general. Suna filming all of the twin's fights instead of getting a teacher or trying to deescalate somehow. Aran being forced to play straight man and mediate all the time.

Terushima trying to emulate the sync attack and whiffing the ball. Hana scolding her team's asses and getting them back into shape.

Sakusa grilling Kageyama about every scrap of information about Hinata, carring a lint roller around, bevoming friends with Ushijima because he dried his hands with a handkerchief correctly. Komori being basically his handler because he hates crowds.

Hoshiumi getting upset when Kageyama wasn't in awe of him then getting more upset when he got called a "good reference." Hirugami not realizing that people wouldn't die if he played badly.

They're all drama queens and I love it. Go read Haikyuu!!

#puffin says stuff #haikyuu!!#some might be exaggerated or simplified bc its been a while ok #cut for length and im being 100% serious here

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mari-writes · 2 years

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Heart of Healing: pt. 2

Read from the beginning here.

“Good morning, ‘kashi!”

“It’s Akaashi.” Blinking, Akaashi looks up to see Bokuto peeking at him from over the front of his bike. “Morning, Bokuto-san. Though I’m not sure if it’s good.”

“Not an early riser, eh?” Bokuto hums. “Well, hopefully this session will help wake you up!”

Akaashi sighs. “I’d prefer some coffee.” Bokuto laughs, and Akaashi can’t stop the corner of his mouth from turning up slightly. He follows Bokuto through the usual exercises, this time adding more weight training.

His eyes widen as Bokuto leans forward, bracing himself against the front of a massage table as he demonstrates the move. “See? Just lift the weight backward, so you feel a comfortable pull in your upper back!” Akaashi nods silently, unable to stop himself from staring.

Are Bokuto’s pants tighter in the rear today? They must be. Isn’t he afraid of ripping them?

He notices a young woman, sitting nearby doing wrist exercises, is staring too. Her mouth is slightly agape. When she realizes she’s been caught by Akaashi she quickly looks away, a flush high on her cheeks. Akaashi sends her a sympathetic look. He knows how she feels.

“Bo! Did ya see the game last night?” Another young man saunters over. He’s even taller than Bokuto, with hair that looks like he just rolled out of bed. He’s twirling a Thera-Band around lazily.

“Ushijima’s serve is nasty as ever!” Bokuto replies, indicating that Akaashi start a set. “Kageyama’s not far behind, though.”

They’re talking about volleyball. Akaashi recognizes the professional names. Having played a bit in middle and high school, he keeps up with the sport when he can.

“You done, ‘kaashi?” Bokuto leans in close. Akaashi catches a whiff of… is that pine? Whatever it is, it’s really nice. “Do you other arm next!”

“Ah, so this is Akaashi.” The other man slides over, leaning onto the side of the table, smirking. Akaashi immediately feels on edge. “Kenma mentioned you’d be in here soon.”

Ah. Right. Akaashi had almost forgotten. “And you must be Kuroo.” He looks at him flatly before continuing his reps. “Nice to meet you. I suppose.”

The man cackles. “Ken-ken said you were a riot! And likewise. Bo hasn’t worked ya too hard, has he? The man can be a bit much, if you know what I mean.”

“Kuroo!” Bokuto whines. “Why would you say that?!”

“Sorry man, you know it’s true…”

“It’s not!”

Akaashi finishes with his weights, turning to see Bokuto’s bottom lip jutting out in a pout. Kuroo is sniggering, poking at his shoulders, and Bokuto is slapping them away playfully. They seem close.

Kuroo finally strolls away, greeting an older man entering the facility with a walker. “What he said is kinda true,” Bokuto mutters. His eyes a bit duller than normal, and Akaashi doesn’t like it. “I used to be an athlete, so I can get a bit intense sometimes. Tell me if I ever do that, okay? Also, don’t mind Kuroo—he can come off like a jerk, but he’s a nice guy, really!”

Akaashi shrugs. “I suppose he must be, if Kozume-san likes him.” He smiles, wanting to see Bokuto back to his cheery self. “And don’t worry. You’re great. I’ve enjoyed our sessions.”

He’s rewarded with a thousand-watt smile.

The following week, Akaashi begins a new program. “Have you used a foam roller before, ‘kaashi?” Akaashi shakes his head as he follows Bokuto to a corner of the main room. His nerves rise to the surface, as they do whenever he is taught something new.

He really doesn’t want to look weak or awkward. Especially in front of Bokuto (for some reason).

“Let’s try it!” Bokuto leads him over to a cushioned surface. It’s an odd space, horseshoe-shaped with skylights above, with a small table in between. Akaashi watches as Bokuto demonstrates how to carefully lay across the cylindrical foam roller and do the exercises. “Your turn!”

Akaashi hops up, turning on his back and positioning himself over the roller. At once he feels a delicious stretch in his upper back. He sighs, satisfied, and his eyes flutter closed.

Bokuto chuckles. “Feels nice, doesn’t it?” Akaashi feels the man shift around. “I bet your office job really hurts your back, neck and shoulders a lot, right?”

Akaashi makes an affirmative sound, trying to ignore their proximity. He closes his eyes but can still smell a woodsy scent wafting from Bokuto’s general direction.

“Here, try this…” Suddenly, a shadow pass over Akaashi. His eyes snap open. Bokuto is kneeling at his side, so close that Akaashi can see Bokuto’s individual eyelashes and see that his lips are chapped. His hands hover of Akaashi's hips. “Move up a bit, so that your tailbone is supported. There you go!”

He backs up again, and Akaashi immediately laments the distance. “Okay, now bring you arms up one at a time. Almost like you’re swimming the backstroke. There, that’s perfect!” He instructs Akaashi through a few more sets.

Akaashi tries and fails to not blush as the man looms over him. It’s all so innocent and yet, Akaashi’s body seems incapable of realizing that. He can’t help it. He’s weak for buff men with bright personalities. And being flat on his back underneath them…

“Wow, you’re so good at this!” Bokuto is looking at him as if he’s impressed, and Akaashi scoffs. “It’s not that difficult, Bokuto-san. I mean, I”m just laying here…”

Shifting on the roller, he reaches up to weave his fingers together above his head and releasing another deep sigh. He winces as his shirt rides up, the foam scraping his skin.

Bokuto is silent for a beat longer than usual. When Akaashi glances up, the man is looking down at him blankly, mouth parted slightly, eyes lidded. Akaashi is so used to the man's exaggerated expressions that this throws him for a loop. “Bokuto-san? Is everything okay?”

Immediately the aid blinks, as if coming out of a brief trance. His usual sunny smile returns, albeit a bit weaker. He nods. “Of course! Good work!” He turns to reach for his clipboard. Akaashi wonders if it’s just his imagination that Bokuto’s ears look pinker than before.

End of part 2! Thanks again for reading! There will be two more parts tomorrow and Tuesday. As always, reblog and let me know your thoughts in the tags! —Mari ♥️

Edit: Here is part 3!

#bokuaka #akaashi keiji #bokuto koutarou #akaboku #haikyuu fanfiction #my writing #fanfiction #haikyuu!!

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hyeque · 2 years

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Hi Kurisu! Any headcanons about photography!major kuroo and/or art history!major tsukishima? 👀

luna i’m so sorry for answering late my dear <\3 i was thinking abt headcannons and then got distracted

photography!major kuroo started out taking pictures of people from his phone. just candid shots (a ton of kenma rip, and several of bokuto and akaashi). this eventually translated over to volleyball where he would love to capture moments of games!

not only did kuroo go out to a lot of games to study plays, but also to capture action shots. so for a team like karasuno, seeing that freak quick attack really resonated with kuroo.

kuroo plans to go into photojournalism. he really wants to capture the art and beauty of volleyball and wants people to see how he sees it from his view.

for art major!tsukki his interest in art history branched off the fact that he likes dinosaurs lol. he’s a big history nerd and remembers as a kid stumbling upon an art exhibit while at a museum.

he likes to go to the art museum and tour through while listening to music. he may or may not have a playlist made specifically for that occasion,,,

he hates when ppl get Rocco and barque mixed up,,, his biggest pet peeve actually

tsukki’s favorite art moment is dadaism! he loves being able to pick apart pieces that don’t easily show what it means, especially if it is criticizing society (which he does a lot). he’ll sit for hours discussing something from his perspective.

#chats with: luna #art au #photography major!kuroo #art history major!tsukki #my faves ♡︎.#tetsu!#tsukki!

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samusonigirii · 1 year

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Haikyuu Cuddling You

~how I think they would cuddle with you~

~Akaashi~ Akaashi would probably be the big spoon with his arms comfortably around your waist. Typical side cuddling with him since he respects your privacy(gentleman✨). If you weren’t cuddling he would probably still lay on his side facing you. He always likes to face you, just to know your safe. Overall a 10/10 cuddler.

~Kuroo~

Cuddling could go two ways with him. He either has you laying on top of him, or has his face shoved in your boobs. He would like you cuddling on him since it reminds him of a warm weighted blanket. He would stroke your hair until either you or him falls asleep. The second way to cuddle with him is a bit of a pain. He likes to lay on his side and shove his face in your boobs. Why does he like this? Because “it reminds me of soft squishy pillows”. The pervert knows it flusters you but does it anyway. Eventually you have to shove him off so he doesn’t suffocate himself. Overall a 9.5/10 cuddler.

~Sakusa~

If you think getting hugs from him is rare, getting cuddles is even less. Sakusa, being the germaphobe that he is, would probably only cuddle with you right after you have both showered. He would probably just have you lay against him while he lays on his side or back. Not much affection but it’s enough to show that he loves you. Occasionally he will put an arm around you and hold you tight, if he knows you are EXTREMELY clean. Overall 7/10

~Kenma~

Given the fact he always plays video games he doesn’t cuddle much with you unless you are both sleeping. Sometimes he will wake up in the middle of the night and decide to cuddle you. He tends to lay on his stomach with an arm over you. Sometimes, very rarely, he will be the little spoon and let you cuddle him until you’re asleep. Overall 8/10 cuddler.

~Daichi~

This man straight up lays on his back with his arms to his side like the dead person he is. Rip deadchi. When you guys cuddle he tends to be face to face with you. Occasionally he hurts his side or body during practice so you’d have to hug his arm from the side or just straight up climb on top of him. He also likes to give you kisses on your head until you fall asleep. Overall 10/10 cuddler

Sorry if I missed some of the characters you wanted but I’m open to request for certain characters or plots :)

#haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu #haikyuu cuddling you

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calico-fiish · 2 years

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They cosplay genshin.. .

#hq cosplays genshin #Bokuto as Itto #Akaashi as Albedo #Kuroo as Kaeya #Kenma just wants to play the game rip #what the hell is Kaeya’s design it makes no sense #genshin #haikyuu!!#hq #bokuto #akaashi #kenma #kuroo #art

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saturnsorbits · 2 years

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Pretty Sounds

Fandom: Haikyuu, Warnings: Smut, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism. Word Count: 900 words.

Summary: Kuroo's mic is more sensitive than you think.

-> Repost from Old Blog.

Kuroo's reclined in his chair, controller rested against the small of your back as you straddle him. You hadn't intended to distract him. These days it’s not often that he and Kenma find the down time to play video games together. It's almost like old times. Or, it would be, if it wasn't for the way your hand had snaked into his shorts to wrap around his cock.

He moans and shifts underneath you, allowing him to plant a distracted kiss to your neck. He's still playing, but you're nothing if not determined. You lean back, catch his eye and smirk before slipping your other hand into your underwear. Hands moving in tandem, your wipe a bead of pre-cum from his weeping tip as you begin to cream around your own fingers. He's panting, struggling to focus on the blazing screen in from of him as you slide your fingers from your cunt and press them to the bump of Kuroo's lips and whisper: 'open.'

His jaw falls open and you stuff your fingers into his mouth until you can feel the slop of his tongue at the back of his throat. Tongue swirling around your digits, he laps your arousal and moans shallowly as he swallows your sweetness.

'Want you...'

He nods, resolve worn thin and lifts his hips allowing you to tug down his shorts.

'Can he?' You point at the mic framing Kuroo's chin while hovering above his cock and when he shrugs, you sink down onto him anyway. The coil in your stomach pulls taunt as you settle on a pace and you're forced to submit to the tide of pleasure that begins to pull you out to sea.

Faint shouts drift from the headphones, Kenma's voice shrill as he calls out sharp commands that Kuroo fails to follow. There's a curse, a growled: 'did you just die deliberately?' and then, Kuroo shifts, pressing his controller to your clit. The shock has you cumming instantly. His abdomen tenses, lean muscle pulling tight with the rush of adrenaline seeping into the flesh about his pelvis as your cunt clamps down around him, fluttering with the violence of the vibrations. A mischievous grin eclipses his lip and there's a catch in his voice as your cunt milks him, inviting him to his own release.

Collapsing against his chest, you succumb to the aches of the afterglow. The sound of your pants fills the air, coupling with the faint noise of the video game that floats from the headphones. It's almost calm, until a cough breaks the silence. It's Kenma. His voice breaks, cracking through the speakers and you sit up, eyeing Kuroo suspiciously.

You can hear the blush in the other man's voice and the hushed sound of slick skin on skin when he finally speaks: 'Make her cum again… Wanna – want to hear her…’

Kenma’s voice cracking through the headphones breaks your afterglow. ‘Fuck… Sounds so pretty… C'mon – make her, make her cum again…’

Kuroo’s shoulders tighten with each heavy pant that snakes into his ears. The effect his friends moans have on him are unexpected, but evident. He’s hard again. His length sits up, slips between the puffy folds of your cunt and drools. He swallows before reaching up and cupping your chin, pecking your lips. 'Do you want to -’

It doesn’t take long to make up your mind. You twist and lean over the desk, earning a low whine from both men. It takes a few quick taps and a click or two to bring up the video call.

'Shit, you want me to watch?’ There’s a catch in Kenma’s voice, almost like he can’t quite believe his luck.

Kuroo swallows, mouthing: 'Are you sure?’

You nod.

'Fuck - She says yeah.’

The screen fizzes, blinking into life as the call connects. Kenma is leaned back in his chair, his legs splayed, t-shirt pulled up and pinched between his teeth flashing the lean expanse of his chest and stomach. He fists his cock slowly, taking his time running over the length and encouraging another eager stream of pre-cum to leak from it’s tip.

Ripping the headset off, Kuroo takes hold of your waist and guides you back against him. He brushes his cock against your clit, pressing the head to your entrance, but is stopped by a strangled whine from Kenma.

'Spread her legs, let me see -.’

Kuroo does what he’s told. Hooking your knees over his thighs, he forces your hips open, exposing your glistening core to the screen.

'Fuck… Touch her.’

Once again, Kuroo obeys. His hand snakes around your waist, fingers moving to rub teasing circles on your clit as you slip down onto him.

The sound of Kenma’s hand frantically tugging at his cock sets the pace as Kuroo begins to fuck up into you. It’s almost obscene the way your stomach tightens when Kenma throws his head back, eyes devouring the way your cunt greedily sucks at his friend’s cock.

He groans, each breath forced from his chest in a harsh pant as he tries to speak. 'Cum for me – wanna hear – fuck – let me see you, c'mon. So – fucking – so close.’

Your mouth falls open, chest hollowing out as a fresh wave of pleasure is forced up through your body when Kuroo hits against the soft spot inside of you. It sends you keening, thighs shaking as he refuses to let up his pace - pumping another load of cum into your oversensitive cunt.

'That’s it… Good girl.’ Kenma’s voice vibrates his chest as his own wave peaks and he shoots strings of icy-white onto his stomach. He chuckles when he notices you staring, your tongue sneaking out to swipe at your lip. 'Wanna taste?’ He snickers, cocking his head to one side. 'Think you’d be able to take me, do you?’

-> Masterlist

#kuroo x reader #kenma smut #kuroo smut #kuroo x reader smut #saturnsorbits #saturnscribbles

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