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✧･ﾟsit on my lap!✧･ﾟheadcanons

pairings: kenma x reader

we know that kenma is a youtuber correct??

okay so whenever he’s almost done recording or streaming, u just walts into his room and sit on his lap

the people who watch his videos LOVE this. they think that ur the cutest couple ever

during the week, he was recording and you felt super needy

so u sat on his lap

and u were there for the entire video

it was like 25 minutes and u were just straight chillin in his lap

your head was nuzzled into his hoodie and everything 🥺<3

the comments kept talking about how happy kenma looked with you there

ofc people brought it to twitter and were like 🥺💓💕💞💘💝💖💗

and you kept getting tagged in a tweet saying that u should have him sit in your lap

👀you liked this idea👀

so you waited for the perfect opportunity

and it came a few days after you saw that tweet

it was late at night and baby boy was recording a tour of his island on animal crossing

so u knocked on his door to tell him that u were coming in and just stood in front of his spinny chair

“c’mere” he motioned to his lap

“no”

HE WAS CONFUSED LOL

“can you stand up really quick? please?”

was still very confused but got up anyway

you sat down on his chair and just smiled at him with grabby hands

he put his switch down and just stared at you hshshjsjs

you didn’t think that he’d actually do it but it was late and he was tired so he just slowly sat in your lap

he wasn’t facing in the cameras direction though, his head was rested against your neck

“(y/n)?”

“yeah?”

“i’m tired”

“i know”

his breathing changed and he started to fall asleep

“babe? kenma?”

nothing. just his soft breathing against your neck

“hmm. okay” you grabbed his switch and continued the tour lol

he kept it when editing the video cause he thought that you being amazed at his island was adorable

“and then we have a...? wait a cafe? he didn’t tell me that he-WOAH IS THAT A TURTLE?”

yeah your comments throughout the tour made him happy 🥺

when he uploaded it, twitter went wILD

everyone called kenma the biggest softie for you

NOTE: i am. very soft. and i am posting this a day or two early, but happy birthday iwa 🥺 also! the whole iwa with a motorbike hc that i have sprouted from THIS beautiful peace of art,, but anyways,,,i hope you guys enjoy

IWAIZUMI HAJIME X READER, PURE FLUFF.

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lilac skies were something often shared between the both of you. whether it be early morning or the birth of night, iwaizumi lived and breathed these moments with you.

warm summer nights, wrapping aching hands around empty stomachs and holding on with everything you had, watching as the world passed by.

you can’t help but smile at the familiar dusting of the wind against your smitten skin, and the jittering laughter of iwa’s motorbike humming against you pridefully.

it was early morning this time, silhouettes of two young lovers racing against the rising sun.

fingers clamped down against rubber, iwaizumi’s breathing calms once he feels your nails against his skin, gripping him shyly— he loves the feeling, as familiar as it is, it always leaves him wanting more.

it isn’t long before you reach your destination, an hour outside of town and into the mountains, but most certainly worth it.

he parks the bike off trail, and you take the chance to litter a path of kisses down the nape of the boy’s neck, interlacing his calloused and sweaty fingers with your own.

tugging off his jacket, he places it around your shoulders, a slight smirk coming to play across his lips. he’s satisfied with himself, heart singing at the way you seem to get drowned out in his oversized jacket.

“let’s go up, yeah?” his voice is raspy, the atmosphere of the early hours taking their toll as you nod sleepily in reply, almost missing the soft chuckle that escapes his lips whilst he starts trudging up the hill.

when you reach the top, feeling fulfilled, you sit yourself down in the grass, feeling the cold blades poke at your exposed thighs. you pull iwaizumi down next to you, and he immediately hugs you close to him, his thumb rubbing your waist lovingly.

you watch in a comfortable silence as the moon lowers itself against the horizon, and that familiar lilac hue braces the sky and washes over your skin gracefully. you turn to look at your boyfriend, your mind going blank at the sight in front of you:

the boy you’d spent forever loving. dark brown, spiked whisps harmonizing with the soft breeze. deep olive eyes glossed over with fatigue, yet capturing you with all the love they could muster. a soft, hidden smile brushed against his lips. tan skin painted violet beneath the sunrise’s aroma, cheeks and nose kissed pink.

this was the same boy who’d hunt bugs in the field behind your neighborhood, who’d come to your door covered in bandaids, who was almost always quiet, but warm and well mannered.

the same boy who had asked you out in the last year of junior high, who always thought things through and left no one behind.

the same boy who let you comfort him when he cried, and begged you to let him do the same for you. who played volleyball with every ounce of energy he had, who kept good grades and strong relationships, and still made you his top priority.

resting against him once again, you brush your cheek against the fabric of his muscle shirt, feeling him exhale beneath you.

the sun caressed the sky in a sliver now, and all things in its line of sight basked in a lilac turned golden grasp, clouds taking on the warmth with glee.

after some thought, you pull yourself back to meet your lover’s gaze again, putting your thoughts to rest.

“y/n, you’re gonna miss the sunrise if you keep looking at me,” his voice breaks through, and he brings a thumb to caress your bottom lip. you curve yourself against the padding of his thumb, and let out a soft giggle with ease.

“that’s okay,” you sigh happily, and as the sun’s golden waves make their way to you, you continue to feel totally incapsulated by the warmth of iwaizumi’s love.

nothing could compare.

you’d been certain of it since you first met him all those years ago, and finally your future together was about to begin.

june 10th.

the boy you loved was a man now.

and this was the man you were going to marry.

I don't know, have mindless fluff for Bokuto.

You'd hear him from miles away, yelling your name in excitement from across the blocks and running into the traffic to get to you. It was like watching a trainwreck in slow motion, only that you were invested in the well-being of the said train and felt a weight was lifted from your chest when he came out of it unscathed. As he was, Bokuto was so eager to have you in his arms that he didn't even pay attention to the havocs he left behind in his wake.

“Babe! Babe! Baby!”

For him, the more pressing matter at the time was scooping you into a big hug that had you lifted from the ground. His affection was far more relentless and exuberant than anything you had ever experienced, it had you holding onto him for dear life out of surprise and mild fear for your life before it became mutual affection and left you wondering if your boyfriend had an off switch.

However, memories of his unrefined moments had you appreciated when he was this energetic more, even if it had always been easy for you to soothe him in the cases when his baby mood ought to aeise.

“There, there, Koutarou,” you patted him on the back, having no choice but to hold onto him when he had your feet lifted from the ground. “Put me down, everyone is watching.”

Instead of him complying to your plea, what you heard in response was a mix between a grumble and a whine. You could imagine his displeased expression without seeing while he had his chin firmly set on your shoulder, posture slouching over in an attempt to hold you whole.

“Who cares about them?” He mumbled and followed up his question with a tighter squeeze that had you believed he wouldn't let you go if you continued down this path. “They didn't have to go through what I did. I missed you so much.”

You knew exactly what he went through, it was two meager weeks away for this boot camp his team set up in order to improve their physical abilities through intensive training. While you doubted he minded the opportunity to strengthen himself and move around, it was obvious that being away from you for that long was something he didn't think of until the second day he was deprived from his daily dose of you.

“Well, if you don't let me down, I can't give you the kisses you've been craving for, you know.” Your only option then was a combination of bargaining with him while stroking the back of his head. To your surprise, the effect was instant. Bokuto had you back on the ground immediately after, but it didn't mean he would let you go. In fact, he was far more pleased with the idea of giving you tonnes of kisses himself while you were reduced to a helpless giggling mess in his hands.

“Kou, stop~” You fumbled in your attempt to block your boyfriend from raining his affection down upon you, which was proved to be futile by the end. “I’m supposed to be the one who kisses you.”

Only when he had his fill that Bokuto would be willing to let you go, after a final kiss to the nose of course. His eyes were filled with what you could describe as pure happiness as he took his time admiring you flushed face. “You're so adorable, babe. I can't believe I managed to survive two weeks without you.”

“I think you can manage far more than that if it was necessary,” you grinned coyly, to which he couldn't resist but gave you another peck to the lips.

“I would never!” He protested, already had you secure in his arms again. “Next time, I'll pack you in the suitcase if I have to.”

Knowing it was him, there'd be about a hundred percent that he was serious. Although, there was a smidgen of hope inside you begged for him to have developed a new sense of humour from being around his current teammates, which was likely not the case.

“Uhm.” You said. “...Hopefully, it won't come to that.”

“I'm serious!” Bokuto exclaimed. “In fact, let's go shopping for a new suitcase now.”

a/n: im a bit of a femboy myself so this was fun to write, thanks anon :3

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he’d wear stockings a lot, and i mean a lot

he even has those ones with car ear shapes on them

i dont think he’d be too into dresses but would love to wear pink short shorts!

he’d blush whenever you compliment him and how nice he looks

he never thought about wigs as they seem like a hassle but he loves doing korean style makeup

and if you want to join in he’d always put white freckles on your face, you just look so cute and hot at the same time and his heart goes wild

he loves wearing fruit colored makeup, mostly red

if you’re comfortable both of you would wear matching outfits

he loves pastel goth style and always wears leather shorts with fishnets if he’s feeling it

i don’t think he’d be a fan of heels but i feel like he’d love wearing platform shoes

you and him have self care days, he has so much hair pins (the ones to hold your hair back) and they are very colorful.

they look very cute on him and you let him put them on you too regardless of your hair length

sometimes though, when he looks at everyone around him he feels a bit...meh

“hey y/n, do you think im a real man?” and you’d of course shower him with support because the way you dress doesnt determine your manliness or gender at all!

he doesn’t wear lingeries, mostly oversized shirts and stockings, which if you want to wear too he’d let you