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imaginethathaikyuu · 4 years

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hi, lovely! im unsure if my ask went thru bc my wifi sUCKS. it was abt kenma getting distracted by his s/o (who was just doin normal stuff behind the camera like reading or smth) during a twitch stream and he’s super needy for kissies and maybe a lil horny 👀 and thinking abt dry humping for some reason. i think it was smth like that? sorry for disturbing u!! hope u have a nice day bb mwah ilysm

i havent been able to stop thinking abt this request since i got it so here u go, thank u sm!

gender neutral reader*mild nsfw*

Ever since you started keeping Kenma company while he was live streaming, he started enjoying work even more. Not that he ever disliked being a streamer, but having you in the room sitting next to him - far enough away that you weren’t in the camera shot, but close enough that he could reach over and put a hand on your knee - was comforting for him. Even after years of doing this, he still managed to have a bit of stage fright when the camera was on. You helped take that away.

He was in the middle of a stream that was taking a lot out of him; he wasn’t doing particularly well at the game he was playing, and he didn’t really want to be playing it, either. His mind was elsewhere.

While you were typically more of a security blanket, tonight you were a distraction.

For some reason, he just couldn’t stop glancing over at you. You had your eyes glued to a book, so it wasn’t like you were doing anything purposely distracting. But you just looked cute with your bottom lip between your teeth and one of his beanies on your head and wearing a t-shirt that was hanging dangerously low, and he really didn’t want to take his eyes off of you. And your foot that was situated in his lap was only adding to his problems. He kept waiting for you to look up and catch him staring, but you never did.

And he was going to use you as his excuse for losing again rather than his lack of skill at the game.

Kenma rubbed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.

“Okay. Time for a break.”

He looked over to the stream’s chat box to see what his viewers were saying and he let his hand drop down to his lap, resting it on your leg.

Someone asked, “is y/n with you?” Kenma read the comment out loud and then looked over at you, smirking. “Are you?”

“I am,” you replied, smiling at him.

He nodded, “yep,” as he sank a bit further down in his chair, getting more comfortable. He pulled his headphones off his head and sat them on his desk a bit too haphazardly - they were really starting to hurt his ears - and he found himself wishing you could come closer to him.

Kenma was frustrated, to say the least. Tonight’s stream hadn’t gone even almost well - he swore this would be the last time he let his viewers vote for which game he played, and he was serious this time. Kenma hated playing games he was bad at, but his fans seemed to love to watch him lose.

It was even worse that you were always in the corner of his eye and your foot was always sitting innocently in his lap. And it was innocent - you weren’t distracting him on purpose, and you definitely weren’t trying to get him all riled up. But your shirt was hanging so low, and every time he looked at you he could see the bite mark he’d left on your shoulder just the night before. A small part of him felt bad for leaving a mark like that - a bigger part of him wanted you to get on his lap again so he could give you another.

He groaned before suddenly realizing he had been quiet for quite some time, but he was struggling to come up with anything to say. This wasn’t like him, he should be focusing on work.

But the more he tried, the more he wanted to clock out early.

“Okay,” he said with a sigh. “I think I’m gonna call it a night…”

As usual, comments flooded in, everyone telling him not to go. He wasn’t going to listen to them.

“We’ll make next time a longer stream to make up for it…”

He really didn’t sound like he meant it - maybe because just the thought of streaming again any time soon tired him out.

While doing his typical sign off to the stream, he couldn’t stop thinking about how badly he just wanted the cameras to be turned off, and what he’d do after. He secretly hoped you’d pounce on him the moment the stream officially ended, because you could just tell how frustrated he was and you had the perfect thing to relax him. You’d straddle his lap and your hips would rut into his and you’d let him bite your neck as he moaned for you; all of the frustration that had been building up would just melt away, Kenma would finally feel better.

Or maybe he’d be the one who pounces on you, kissing you as well as he knows how to before pulling you up from your seat and leading you to the bed. He’d settle between your legs while you undressed him and instead of thinking about the stress of winning a video game, he’d be thinking about nothing but his need for you, and maybe he wouldn’t even bother hiding his moans. Maybe he’d want you to hear them this time.

Or maybe…

“Kenma?”

He looked up at you; your book was closed and your shirt was finally pulled up into place. He pouted a bit at the sight.

“Hm?”

Somehow in the midst of his daydreaming, he had managed to finish the stream and go offline. He wasn’t sure how he did it.

“You okay? You had at least an hour left, babe.”

He gave you a quiet nod, not knowing what else to say.

Of course nothing he thought about was going to happen. It just wasn’t realistic, was it? Pouncing on each other wasn’t really something the two of you did - hell, you probably thought what the two of you did last night would hold Kenma over for the next month.

“Kenma,” you hummed, poking his thigh with your toe.

“What?” he sighed, and he’s sure he’d sound grumpy to anyone else but you.

But he was right. Those things he’d spent the last few minutes fantasizing about weren’t going to happen tonight. And he knew it for a fact when you pulled your foot out of his lap, and then sank down onto your knees in front of him on the floor.

“Let me help you feel better,” you said with your cheek resting against his knee; he shifted to sit even lower in his chair, eagerly waiting for what was to come - even if it was something he hadn’t thought about happening. “I can tell you need it...”

Kenma was glad you knew him as well as you did.

#kenma kozume #kenma kozume x reader #kenma x reader #not family friendly #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #scenario

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booty-lati · 3 years

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Eren x Gender neutral!reader x Armin

~Chaotic Love Triangle~ (One shot)

One of my really cool friends gave me an interesting request and so here it is~

*Eren and Armin are teens in this fic by the way ❤(ˆ‿ˆԅ)

*Oh dear, seems like this has turned into contest on who gets to win your love ⁀⊙﹏☉⁀

*This was mostly Mikasa’s fault- (Lmao you’ll get it soon)

It all began on one morning, and it was like any other day (or was it? h m ). (R/n), Eren, and Armin were on the way to the mess hall for breakfast. As soon as the three of you got your trays you all walked and sat down near Mikasa and the others. When no one was looking, Eren gently swung his arm around your shoulders. Slowly, a chilling, dark aura slightly began to fill the all around the people at the table. Armin started to get a bit nervous.

“U-uh, guys? I have this weird feeling that someone is watching us.. it feels really intense..” Eren hasn’t been paying attention for the past few minutes and (R/n) was too busy gobbling their bread to see what was going on while they ignored Sasha desperately begging them to share some of their food. "Bla bla bla bla bla.." Eren began to space out while looking at (r/n)’s silky, soft (h/c) hair. He sniffed the scent of their hair without them noticing.

‘whOA, their hair even smell like strawberries?’ Eren thought to himself. ‘I wonder what will happen if I try and tickle their neck, I heard they're pretty ticklish-’

"EREN! Are you you even listening to me!?" Armin whisper-shouted at him as he snapped out of his love trance. Armin was actually watching him the whole time as the aura got darker and darker. Coconut bb was getting a lil’ jealous too (╥﹏╥)

“Sighhh, what is it Armin?” Eren sounding slightly annoyed before his heart stopped after Armin fearfully pointed where the terrifying aura came from:

(WoOOo Mikasa what are you doing here on this perfectly normal morning, I do daresay so myself- No one even knew that she moved next to Eren AHAHAH)

“Eren? What do you think you’re doing?” Mikasa said in a creepy, monotone voice as she harshly placed her hand on his shoulder and stared deeply into Eren’s soul. (R/n) tilted their head as they were confused about what was happening as Armin literally lost all of his color.

“I-erm-nothing- I was just-” The poor thing started shaking (Who wouldn’t? Not unless it was Corporal Levi (；☉_☉) ).

“You haven’t even touched your food for the past ten minutes.. you need to eat.” She interrupted him as she was about to shove food inside his mouth “Here. Open your mouth Eren.” He shook his head vigorously as he tried to get away from her. (R/n) and Armin nervously chuckled.

‘Now’s my chance!’ Armin determinedly said to himself as he proudly (And quietly (*≧∀≦*) ) fist bumped. “S-so, uh, (r/n).. would you like to spend time with me.. a-and read this new book I just finished reading? I figured since you really liked (favorite book genre) and so maybe you would be interested?” He stuttered and stammered while his cheeks began to grow pink. (r/n)’s eyes begin to sparkle with interest and then OMIGOSH it made Armin’s heart sink and Eren’s jaw drop in awe and envy. That was a mistake because after dropping his jaw it made him choke on the food that Mikasa was continuously shoving.

“Wow, that seems like a really appealing book Armin! I’ll-”

“MIKASHA WOUHD CHOU CUHT IT OUT? I’M NOHT A BABY! I CAN FEED MYSHELF OHN MAH OWN!”

“Eren I’m only trying to help y-”

“WEHLL CLEAWRLY YOU’RE NOHT WHEN YOU’RE SHTUFFING FOOD IN MY MOUF LIKE A BUTCHER!”

(R/n)'s eyes widened, “Gasp! Eren look out-” CRASH! Eren fell and bumped into a certain someone as their tray fell too. Before he was about to shout, he swallowed his food in a considerate manner.

“HEY! WATCH IT HORSE FACE!”

“WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? YOU’RE THE ONE WHO BUMPED INTO ME YOU PIECE OF-”

(Ahh, and so it begins~) Thirty minutes later~

After half an hour of beating the crap out of each other (r/n) thought it was about time they stopped. The both of them weren’t even punching or kicking anymore, it was like soft baby punches and kitty kicks!

“Okay, you two had enough, you need to stop-” SLAM! A grumpy, low-average sized man wearing a bib around his neck mercilessly slammed the doors open. To add a finishing yet unfortunate touch, Connie happened to be so close to one of the doors that he ended up getting his face slammed in the process and had to go to the hospital due to a well-earned concussion from Corporal Levi.

“Here. You brats clean this shitty mess.” Levi says as he walks (on the red carpet LMAO) towards their direction and hands Eren and Jean cleaning supplies. They glared at each other and looked at Levi with shocked faces. They both complained in unison,

“But-”

“NOW.” They quickly scurried off to cleaning. Levi then pointed at Armin, who then started shivering. “And you, run one hundred laps.” he sighed and hung his head low. (R/n) raised a brow in curiosity.

“Sir how did you know-”

“I just do (l/n), I just do.” He replied as he shook his head and smirked at them. “NOW EVERYONE GET THE HELL OUT OF THE MESS HALL AND START TRAINING OUTSIDE!” Just when (R/n) was about to leave they plant a kiss on the cheek on Armin before starting his punishment and Eren as he continued his punishment as well, Jean gagging in the process.

“Well, see you guys later!” They said as they waved on their way to training. Armin and Eren were left speechless. What!? no goodbye hug??

#Eren Jaeger #Armin Arlert #Eren x reader #Armin x reader #Aot x reader #sfw #Omfg my back hurts ouchie wowchie #my writing

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kdenbibi · 6 years

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Requested Bakugou x Chubby! Black! Reader

Authors note : hey bb I did this as headcannons hope you don't mind!!

Warnings: cursing, but this is Bakugou we're talking about lmao

Aight, time for some backstory y’all.

You my sweet Lil pumpkin, hailed all the way from the America!!!

So naturally, as a foreign student you had people's curiosity the moment you stepped into U.A’s doors

Besides the obvious of not looking like anyone else there you were also huge sweetie!!!

and boy, you didn’t try to hide it.

Around these parts affection and the way you show it are very different from the way we do in America.

you learned this the hard way, when out of excitement you tossed your arms around Midoriya and he fell over from pure shock.

you were worried his face would never return to it’s natural shade.

But, despite the cultural differences, the class and you quickly become like family (minus the grape fucker for obvious reasons)

Bakugou however, he took a little while longer to soften up.

Because unlike most of your other classmates, he wasn't clamoring around you with questions about the western way of life or your quirk, he was always sitting off the the side, staring off into the void like he wanted to physically fight it.

One day your friendly nature got the best of you, and you decided it was high time you talked to the grumpy young man.

“Hey who’s that kid over there? I don’t think I've ever really talked to him before.” you questioned to no one in particular one afternoon at your usual lunch table.

Midoriya perked up, always ready to help a friend and asked who you were talking about, the color just about drained from his face when you pointed to the fuming boy a few tables down.

“Oh! That’s kac- That’s Bakugou, But listen (Y/n) i-i don’t know if it’s a good idea to-”

Before the poor greenette could even finish you were up and quickly making your way over to the boy in question.

He sat alone, though you usually seen him with an energetic redhead, so you brought out your most charming smile and gave him a small wave.

“Hey-”

“Fuck off you extra, I ain’t signing any autographs today.”

Yes, those were the first words he’d ever spoken to you.

Quickly forgetting why you’d walked over, your hand fell to rest against your hip, a brow cocked at the audacity of this boy.

“Oh you must be mistaken, I wasn’t looking for an autograph, I was looking for the dickhead convention, looks like I found it.”

Not your best work but it seemed to do the job of ticking him off.

“The fuck did you just say shithead?”

You shot him a sweet smile, your head tilted innocently,

“You heard me bitch.”

He was up in an instant, his chair violently scraping against the floor drawing everyone’s attention to the two of you.

And sure he towered over you a few inches, and the glare he sent down at you was straight murderous, but you stood your ground.

“You trynna’ start something huh cocksucker?!” He yelled making you wince at the close proximity.

“What if I am you hedgehog looking fuck?” You asked back, your tone and body calm, only further enraging the boy.

“You got some nerve short shit! I don’t care who you are I’ll still kick your ass.”

“Oh I invite you to try bitch-” Before the two of you could turn the cafeteria into a battlefield the shrill scream of the bell signified the end of lunch, and gave Midoriya the opportunity to pull you back out of harms way.

Then and there started your feud with the hot headed teen.

No matter the activity you two would turn it into a competition, weather it be an actual class activity or something as stupid as who could run faster on the treadmill (It’s you by the way, Katsuki got distracted by something and ended up being flung in the wall at seven miles per hour.)

(That something was how good you looked in the moment but you didn’t hear it from me.)

As time marched on the hostility died down and left behind a, uh, interesting friendship between you two.

To the rest of the world you were a sweet, strong girl who would die for her friends.

To Bakugou, you were a prideful little fuck who took no shit from anyone and weren't afraid to speak your mind, not to mention you had a vocabulary to match his and wouldn’t hesitate to put him in his place,

To put it simply he tolerated you more than anyone else

(aka he deep in his feelings for you but more on that later)

The relationship y’all have is perfect, not only because you can tell him to shut all the way up and it actually work, but because you make each other strive to be better.

since you stumbled into his world he learned to chill- well sort of.

Bakugou related outbursts and fights have decreased by 15 percent, give yourself a pat on the back.

but in all seriousness you guys do balance each other out very well.

He helps you train your quirk(aka him chasing you around the room trying to make you explode) and you help him with his hand to hand (aka you moping the floor with his string bean body.)

It worked well, but then something came along to say ‘Ha ha bitch you thought this was a game’ and smacked him upside the head.

Remember those feelings I mentioned earlier?

Yeah, well it was getting to the point where he couldn't ignore them anymore, and Bakugo was a smart guy, he could see your strategy before you could and already have a counter planned.

But feelings? That’s a whole nother’ level.

You, being the insightful little thing you are, picked up on his distress almost immediately.

he however, insisted you were just being an idiot like usual and brushed it off entirely.

The weight of this newfound information strained heavily on his mind and your friendship,

which in turn caused him to avoid you more and more with each passing day and he tried to plan what the fuck he was gonna do.

This of course hurt your feelings, more than you’d care to admit, after all the loud boy had managed to nudge his way into your heart,

he wouldn’t allow you to feel self conscious about anything

he taught you to give no fucks about what anyone had to say, in his mind if you were the best then it truly didn’t matter what people thought, and in his own Katsuki way, he made sure you knew you were the best (second to him of course)

There was a lot of “Let that bitch stare, you could crush them between your thighs”

and “Wear what you want it does’t fucking matter- you know you’ll look good anyway- nOT THAT I THINK YOU LOOK GOOD OR ANYTHING YOU LITTLE FUCK.”

so with his sudden absence you felt the weight of his missing presence a lot

yeah you had plenty of other friends but non of them were him, you didn’t click with anyone the way you did with him.

So despite the gnawing feeling of distance that seemed to randomly appear between you two, you tried to leave it be, knowing if you pushed for answers, you’d push him away, and that’s not something you were willing to risk.

But one can only take so much.

after a few weeks with this uncomfortable atmosphere you’d finally reached your breaking point.

It was a few minute after school, he’d begun to walk home with Kirishima and his group of friends rather than you.

So without giving him the chance to say no, you wrapped your hand around his arm and began dragging him away from the crowd

he of course resisted but your quirk gave you ridiculous amounts of strength, now you weren’t all might by any means but your strength was no joke.

He yelled cursed and tried to pry you hand away but when you shot him a glare over your shoulder he shut up.

Once you made it to a more secluded spot of the nearly empty school you released your grip and turned to face the male.

It felt like forever since you’d been this close to him, the speech you prepared flew right out the window.

“Alright I don’t know what happened and I know you won’t tell me anything but I have to try- so whats up? why have you been avoiding me?”

He scoffed, dusting off his jacket sleeve and shook his head before turning to walk away.

“Seriously? You’re not even gonna try and talk to me?”

he paused to turn and face you, his signature frown present.

“What’s there to talk about? You’re just being stupid- I’ll see you in class crazy” His words were sharp but didn’t hold any malice behind them, he seemed to just want to get out of the corner you’d pushed him in.

“If you walk away don’t bother talking to me tomorrow- or ever again, cuz I’m done waiting for you.”

by now your eyes had begun to sting frown the way you blinked back tears.

he looked at you,the anger slipping from his face to reveal worry, before he sighed.

“(Y/n) there’s nothing to talk about okay?-” he paused once more as you hurriedly wiped away at your eyes.

“Fine if that’s how you wanna be, I’m out.” you tightened your schools blazer and attempted to walk past him.

“Sorry for wasting your time.”

You didn’t get a step away before he dragged you back by your arm and backed you into the wall.

“You wanna know my problem? Huh shithead? You, you’re my fucking problem.”

you felt your chest constrict at his words

“I can’t fucking stand this shit-” he pulled your hand up to his chest making you feel the slamming inside his rib cage.

“You do this to me- no one else, you got any clue how annoying it is to feel this way? You always look nice, you always give me that stupid sunshine smile and leave me feeling like a weak piece of shit- Not to mention how these son’s of bitches eye you down the second you step into the room.” he scoffed shaking his head before bringing his face back to eye level.

“It took some time but i guess i like you or whatever.”

by this point his cheek were tinted red.

“ I was trying to process some shit about myself and yeah I handled it the wrong way i’m so- i’m, uh, yeah- I mean I-fucking hell.”

His hands fell from your shoulders to cup the sides of your face.

He inhaled sharply, face red as a beet before leaning down to gently kiss your forehead.

“..m’ sorry.”

Your face might as well have been on fire with the heat that rolled off it.

after a few seconds to process, you shot him a beaming grin, tucking a loose curl behind your ear.

“So you like me gou’?

Now it was his turn to blush, the red from before increased tenfold as he struggled to get the words out.

“Shut the fuck up I don’t need this shit right now.”

“But you do right? I just wanna make it clear-”

“YES I LIKE YOU DIPSHIT- God do i need to spell it out for you?”

You flung your arms around his neck catching him off guard before swooping in to press a warm kiss to his lips.

“Nah, The way your face looks right now tells me everything.”

Bonus~

The newly formed couple walked hand in hand, a peaceful silence had fallen over the two,both just content to enjoy the feeling of one another.

“Hey gou’?”

“hm”

“You said I was cute in your little speech earlier right?” The male sucked his teeth but shot the girl a smirk nonetheless.

“Yeah I did, you gonna get conceded on me now?”

The girl smiled back, looking down at their intertwined hands befroe meeting his gaze.

“Well, maybe, after all you think I’m gorgeous~ You want to kiss me~ You want to hug me~ You want to love me~ you want to smooch me~ You want to hug me- Ow!”

he cut off her singing with a swift flick to the forehead and a scoff.

“My girlfriends a fucking nerd.”

#katsuki bakugou #katsuki imagines #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou imagine #bnha #bnha imagine #bnha x reader #poc imagines #poc reader #black reader #headcanons #ADMIN A

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