#kenma.headcanons

“you really are a desperate thing, huh?” he scoffs, making your cheeks burn  hot, “look how wet you are. all because you like being stretched, yeah? you like when it hurts...when it burns.”

“y-yes kenma...” you gasp, brows furrowed as you looked up at him, unable to break your gaze from his. his eyes were intoxicating, bright and cat-like as he stared at you, making you feel pinned beneath the pure weight they held.

“i can tell,” he smiles, finally bottoming out in your cunt. he let out a stuttering breath, feelings your walls spasm around his length. he could feel himself drooling precum, mixing with the juices that soaked around him.

“pl-please make me cum, kenma...” you whimper, eyes finally moving to where he was currently stuffing you nice and full. your cunt was stretched around him, like a pretty flower that had him drooling.

“you wanna cum already?” he pants, bringing his thumb to your clit which is swollen from neglect. you immediately squeal at the pleasure as he begins to circle the bud delicately. your knees press into his sides, eyes rolling back in your head at the pleasure.

“yes please,” you gasp, leaning up on your elbows to watch him work your clit with expert touches, “i’m so close.”

“cum then,” he commands, “make a mess, show me how much you love being stretched by a nice, fat cock.”

— morisuke yaku.

≻ you won’t know he has one at all tbh ≻ but he does. ≻ he’s just lowkey about it. ≻ it’s just that he’s pretty small himself ≻ so it’s near impossible to find someone sufficiently small enough to make him feel big. ≻ but even the smallest size difference can fire him up. ≻ he literally loves being able to manipulate your body and pin you down so he can grind into your cunt until you’re creaming all over him. ≻ humor him and he will 100% be yours for life.

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“y-you fill me up so well, mori,” you whisper, lashes fluttering as he ruts his cock into your sloppy cunt. he already fucked you to two orgasms, making a mess of his cock but neither of you cared.

“yeah?” he grins, reaching down to flick your clit, rolling the bud beneath his calloused fingers. he groans as your walls flutter around him, gushing more of your arousal to add to the already copious mess you’d created, “i can tell you like having my cock, look at the way you’re creaming.”

“mori...” you whine at his filthy words, attempting to close your legs around him to obscure the heavenly view he had at your stuffed cunt.

he stopped you easily, pinning your knees to your chest, eyes never leaving where you were connected. he slowly began grinding against you, pelvic bone catching your swollen clit with every movement.

“ah, that’s a good girl,” he groaned, aiming his hips for that one spot he knew you loved, “tell me how much you love this. tell me how much you love being filled with my cock.”

“mori, fuck!” you squeal as he begins fucking you properly, grip on your knees tightening as he pinned you down beneath his weight, “i lo-love being filled with your th-thick cock!”

he curses under his breath, his own hips stuttering as your words sink in, making him groan, “you dirty girl...”

-ˏ͛ fukurōdani ˏ͛-

— koutarou bokuto.

≻ his cock is thick. ≻ like, no matter how many times you fuck him, you need maximum prep. ≻ it hurts every time he puts it in. ≻ and he hates that so much. ≻ so he always takes it slow. ≻ he only wants you to feel pleasure and he’ll take an hour to sink his cock fully into you if that’s what it takes. ≻ praises you the entire time you take him.

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“kou...” you gasp, rapping your arms around his shoulder as you snuggle your face into the crook of his neck.

“that’s it, pretty girl,” he whispers, peppering kisses against your shoulder as he cups the back of your head, “you’re doing so well. i’m almost in...”

a long, drawn out groan releases from his lips as his hips finally meet your after a long period of slowly working it in. it was always worth it in the end, the delicious feeling of being stuffed so completely by him.

“it feels so good,” you coo, sneaking your hand between your thighs to find your clit, hard and swollen and in need to stimulation.

bokuto leans back, resting his weight on his hands beside your head. his eyes travel to where your cunt as wrapped around him, covering his slowly moving cock in a thin sheen of white. his gaze zeroes in on your fingers, working your clit in needy circles, making your pussy squeeze him.

“make yourself cum for me,” he whispers, angling his hips to hit that perfect spot within you that he had learned of long ago, “cum on my cock, pretty girl. that’s it. it feels good doesn’t it? good, i love when you feel good, you know that. my cock is all yours, cream on it nice and hard for me...good girl...”

— keiji akaashi.

≻ he’s into whatever you’re into tbh. ≻ he lives to please and please he does. ≻ when you first express to him how you felt about the size difference between the two of you, he was a bit stunned. ≻ but once he saw what you meant; the way your cunt stretched wide to accommodate him, the little tears in your eyes when it stung just a bit too much, the way you came before he could fully bottom out... ≻ well, he quickly understood.

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“keiji!” you squeal, knees nearly buckling as he hit your g-spot perfectly. thankfully, he was prepared and braced himself to catch your weight.

he hummed, hooking his chin over your shoulder as he lifted on leg beneath your knee, holding you open, “look at that, pretty girl.”

your eyes flutter open and you find your own body in the mirror, gaze falling to where your boyfriend’s cock was stuffed into your dripping cunt. you gasp, turning to hide your face against his neck in shame when you realized the mess you were making.

your cum dripped down his balls and your thighs, a little puddle forming on the floor. he merely grinned, feeling the way you tightened at the filthy sight.

“doesn’t it feel so good, sweetheart?” he cooes, hugging your body tight against him as he fucked your sweet cunt, “being stretched just how you like, hmm?”

“yes!” you gasp, “i love your cock, keiji. ‘s so perfect s-so, fuck, so big!”

he chuckles, kissing your cheek, “i know, kitten, why don’t you be good and cum, prove how much you love my big cock. you better thank me too.”

“yes, thank you, thank you, thank you k-keiji!” you cry out, trembling as your orgasm washes over you, “y-your big fucking cock makes me cum so hard!”

he grins, never slowing his thrusts even as your orgasm fades and you’re left babbling mindlessly in overstimulation about how thick and long his cock is.

— akinori konoha.

≻ another one that loves when it hurts. ≻ he’s not to the extent of kuroo ≻ but he thrives on the little whimpers and whines you let out as he forces you to take his entire length in one swift thrust. ≻ he always makes sure you’re dripping wet, making you cum before he even puts his cock to your entrance. ≻ he knows you can take it. ≻ he’s got the filthiest mouth of the bunch about it too.

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“you’re gonna take it all,” he whispers, a swift snap of his hips sinking his entire cock into you.

you yelp, hands slapping against his chest in response to the sharp pain. but the previous orgasms allowed your walls to quickly adjust and accommodate him. he grins when you sink down against the pillows, eyes wide and brows furrowed.

“aki...” you whisper, licking your lips, “it feels so good...”

“mmm i know,” he chuckles, fucking his thick length into your dripping cunt. he loves how wet you are, you’re literally dripping down his cock and balls, “so messy. look at you you’re just a desperate little cockslut. i bet you’d love to live your life like this; cunt stuffed, cumming over and over until you’re nothing but a stupid, fucked out mess that can only think about my cock.”

“aki!” you squeal, back arching as he hit a sweet spot inside you, making him chuckle.

“is my name all you can think of now, little bitch?” he growled, pinching your nipple lightly to make you moan, “you’re so cute when you’re creaming yourself over a nice, fat cock.”

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“kenma,” she whined, making him cringe, “c’mon you need someone who can treat you well.”

he narrows his eyes, pulling his gaze from his video game to glare are her, “_____ does treat me well.”

“not as well as i can,” she purrs, sliding up closer to him.

he cringes, backing away as he shakes his head. before he can respond, he sees you walking down the hall, only to pause when you see how close she is to him. he shoots you a look that’s just begging for help.

“what’s going on?” you asked, carefully approaching your boyfriend.

“____!” your friend grins fakely, “i was just talking to kenma about this new video game!”

you look at the screen and frown, “that’s not new. kenma’s played that thing like a hundred times...what’s going on.”

your friends smile vanishes quickly and she clicks her tongue, looking at kenma as if he’ll help her.

he shakes his head, pocketing his device in favor of taking your hand. you’re surprised by the outward gesture but smile nonetheless, “let’s go, i want you to come over today.”

you beam and nod, letting him tug you away from where your friend was now fuming. he casts a glare over his shoulder, hoping she’ll take the hint that he’ll never want her. he only wants you.

— kei tsukishima.

≻ no matter how many times he had avoided her, she always somehow found him again ≻ he thought she was super weird ≻ he was even as mean as possible to her ≻ and she wouldn’t take a hint. ≻ “what is wrong with you?” he scoffs, rolling her eyes as he steps away from her, “do you have a crush on me or something?” ≻ the words were meant to be shaming and condescending but ≻ when he saw her cheeks flush red, he scoffed in disgust. ≻ “how pathetic.”

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“don’t you think i’m prettier though?” she asks, twirling her hair on her fingers.

“not really,” he replies bluntly, “if i thought you were better, wouldn’t it make sense that i would have chosen you already?”

“well i--”

“yet here i am telling you no,” he snaps, “the only thing you could possibly be better than her at is being stupid.”

she gasps, offended, which confuses him because that’s literally who he is. he’s always been insulting and rude, sometimes even to you (although to a less mean degree and more teasing.)

“your little attempt to entice me into liking you is nothing short of disgusting and i’m gonna make sure everyone knows just what kind of pathetic little snake you are,” he chuckles, “you’re not really even a snake...more of a worm.”

“kei!” you call from down the hall, running towards him with a smile, “i got a 100 on the test you helped me study for!”

he smiles, turning his back on your friend, who is close to crying. but you don’t notice, too wrapped up in feeling your boyfriend hug you proudly.

— lev haiba.

≻ he really hadn’t thought much of it when your friend invited him to hang out ≻ tbh he just thought maybe she had something to tell him regarding you ≻ but when she started acting a little flirty ≻ he was like a confused puppy like ???? ≻ wyd lmao ≻ he won’t really take the hint until she spells it out for him ≻ and then he’s like ≻ oh....OH..... ≻ no.

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“huh?” he cocks his head to the side, looking down at her, “you like me? but...i’m dating your friend.”

“well i know but...” she bites her lip, “i just think you’re really cool lev. and if you...wanted to you know...date me...i’d be okay with that.”

“you’d be okay with me cheating with you?” he asks dumbly, not understanding how she could find any of this acceptable.

“well not exactly...you could leave her for me, you know?” she looks up at him through thick lashes, only to see he wasn’t even looking at her.

“_____! hey baby!” he bypasses her, making her scoff in irritation.

you smile and let him lift you up to spin you around in a quick hug, a beaming grin on his face, “what’re you two up to, lev?”

“oh it was really weird,” he begins explaining, “she asked me to talk to her and i thought she wanted to do something because your birthdays coming up but then she started talking about if i would cheat on you with her which is really gross and i was going to tell her no but then you showed up so i guess it doesn’t really matter now because you’re here and that’s all i want!”

you blink owlishly at your boyfriend before moving your gaze to your backstabbing friend, frowning, “is that so? well...i guess she’ll see why i’m better than her now, hm?”

“you were better than her before anyway,” lev beams taking your hand, “c’mon let’s go get something to eat.”

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you’re looking at him like he hung the moon and stars, mouth agape.

“what are you looking at?” he scoffs as he helps you sit on the bed.

“you...i can’t believe you brought me to your house!” you whisper, “you’re so handsome a-and you chose me!”

“it’s our house, babe...” he chuckles, kneeling down to pull your heels.

“our house?!” you squeal, grabbing his shoulders, “ours?!”

“yeah,” he chuckles and shrugs you off to grab your makeup wipes but you eagerly follow behind him like a lost little puppy. he grips your waist and helps you sit on the counter, “because you’re my girlfriend.”

“no way!” you squeal once more, beaming happily as he helps remove your makeup, “how did i do that?”

“do what?” he asks, unable to fight the grin on his face.

“snag the kenma kozume! wow...” you stare at him with bright eyes.

and like that, he feels himself falling in love all over again.

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— tetsurou kuroo.

≻ definitely the type to take a picture of you. ≻ you’re riding the train with him. ≻ after a long day spent together on a lovely date, you’re tired. ≻ the gentle rocking of the carriage makes it easy for drowsiness to overtake you. ≻ instead of resting your head against the wall or the window, you lean over and press your temple against the sturdy shoulder of your boyfriend. ≻ you fall asleep quickly. ≻ he puts the notebook he was writing in down to look over at you, a small smile coming across his lips at the sight. ≻ “so cute...” he whispers, brushing some hair away from your eyes as he pulls hi phone out of his pocket. ≻ he snaps a quick picture and sends it to kenma with a broad smile, knowing he wasn’t gonna get much from his friend but still wanting to show you off anyway. ≻ he presses a kiss to your head and rests his cheek atop it, smiling to himself as he relishes in having you close to him. ≻ it makes him feel proud that you’re comfortable enough to sleep in public on his shoulder. ≻ he’s sure that means he makes you feel safe and that, he enjoys.

— kenma kozume.

≻ honestly probably wouldn’t notice. ≻ he’d be playing video games, naturally. ≻ you’d be lulled into a sense of calm by the background music and the clicking of his fingers on the controller ≻ you snuggle close beside him and he doesn’t even cast a glance towards you ≻ not that he ever does. ≻ he can play for hours without ever breaking away ≻ so you don’t worry about it when you lean your weight onto him ≻ he merely adapts and shifts a bit so he can remain comfortable ≻ he doesn’t shrug you off or anything ≻ and it isn’t until later, when he finally decides it’s time to call it quits ≻ that you’re sleeping soundly against his shoulder. ≻ he’ll smile and gently shake your shoulder to rouse you ≻ “sleep well?” he’ll ask, smiling as you rub your eyes sleepily. ≻ he wouldn’t say it out loud but you were adorable and he loved that you could sleep so peacefully against him.

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≻ wants u to be affectionate with him and him only. ≻ as soon as you’re affectionate with someone else ≻ he starts pouting and complaining ≻ yaku has to explain that you’re not dating so lev doesn’t have a right to be jealous ≻ but that doesn’t stop lev from intervening whenever he gets the chance ≻ you’re clinging onto your friend ≻ here comes lev, waving happily to take away all your attention ≻ in all honesty he’s not subtle about his crush ≻ 10/10 you will figure it out ≻ he likes it best when you let him  backhug you ≻ it may seem like he’s teasing you and using you as a rest for his tall height ≻ but he’s actually just being genuinely affectionate with you ≻ he’s just clumsy about it!!! ≻ overall, he’ll be jealous over an affectionate crush

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