Kenma As A Boyfriend

♡ Kenma as a boyfriend ♡

Kenma who only trusts you to bleach his hair. He doesn't like to go to professional salon because it's expensive for nothing. Why would he pay more when he can have the same result with a much better company?

Kenma who asks for your opinion on his merch and gives you all the first sample. He knows you'd buy it anyway and he doesn't want you to spend money for this when he can get them free.

Kenma who plays rock-paper-scissor with you to know who is gonna choose the take out place tonight.

Kenma who's favorite way to spend an afternoon is playing games with you near him while you stroke your cat's furr.

Kenma who baby talk to your cat when you're not here (you actually saw him once but never brought it up, fearing he might stop if he knew you knew).

Kenma who's favorite skin-to-skin contact is holding hands with you. He caresses your skin when he needs to ground himself, squeezes it randomly and tug at it when he wants to catch your attention.

Kenma who lighlty snores in his sleep and it's the cutest thing you've ever heard.

Kenma whose ears turns red when he's embarassed.

Kenma who's still pleasantly surprised when you kiss him. It's like he realizes that, yes, he has a partner and receives affection on a daily basis now.

Kenma who, every once in the blue moon, craves your presence and traps you between the mattress and his body. He snuggles into the crook of your neck and kisses it gently, refusing to let you go.

Kenma who, the day after, denies his behavior and tells you "you imagined it, babe. I'd never do this, you should know it."

Kenma who won't admit it but keeps all the fan-edits he stumbles on in his mentions and smiles softly when his eyes scan the comments and finds some "they look so cool together!" "If you don't stan them, what are waiting for? 🤨" or "damn, when will i find a love like they have?"

Kenma who didn't think he'd ever find someone he'd love this much and yet here he is, stroking your cheek as you sleep soundly next to him, love threatening to spills from his heart.

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Time worth wasting

Akaashi Keiji x reader 

Fluff

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Akaashi Keji didn’t develop crushes. He’s far too busy with school and volleyball to even think about relationships. While handling Bokuto’s frequent mood swings takes up most of his time, he doesn’t get the chance to develop real feelings beyond friendship for someone at this point in his life. However, the deciding factor for the lack of romance in his youth is that Akaashi is far too realistic to believe that one could find real love at seventeen and anything less than that doesn’t interest him. So, when he first saw the girl who got his heartrate to rise with just a look, he shrugged it off, blaming your dashing smile and beautiful exterior for the unwelcome reaction. He was still a human teenage boy after all.

It had been the first training camp in Tokyo that Karasuno attended. Before their arrival, the hottest topic between some of their teammates was the fact that Karasuno did not only have a hot manager, but they were also accompanied by their co-coach’s cousin, who was no other than y/n y/l/n, current number one wing spiker in the Japanese Women’s Volleyball Youth League. He heard that you were taking frequent breaks from training with your team due to health issues and agreed to help out the Karasuno volleyball club in order to stay in shape for your eventual comeback.

Of course, Akaashi knew you. You’ve been known throughout your whole High School Volleyball Career, as you transferred from an American High School when your parents moved to Japan. The school that you went to was a local Tokyo High School, the Okamisawa. He never met you in person, but during the spring tourney in the previous year, Akaashi had seen you play. Your form and your technique were impressive. It was clear to see that you played on a whole different level than any of the girls and maybe most of the boys your age. You transformed every ball that was set to you into a lethal weapon, while elegantly scheming your way around any defense tactics the opposing team had and not allowing yours to break. He admired you, that was for sure and that day he saw you play he couldn’t help but imagine how it would be to play on your team, to guide the ball into your delicate yet dangerous hands. Usually, the setter is the one to control the game play, however in your case, it seemed as if you were the sovereign your teammates followed, as if each ball was served on a silver platter, trusting that the queen would lead her people. That was the first time that Akaashi longed to look at someone, to be close to someone. Even though your grace was intimidating, he couldn’t help but wish for more. Naturally, he didn’t think that this was qualified as a first spark that could ignite feelings he’d never felt before. When they left the gymnasium in Tokyo that day, you left an impression, but little did he know that this seemingly insignificant admiration would be the cause of something similar to a butterfly effect.

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When Karasuno finally arrived, they were received by Nekoma’s coaches and captain. They were given some time to settle in and were then shown around the gym. That was when Akaashi saw you. He knew that you were a big presence, but he was not prepared to be taken aback by your effortless yet graceful appearance once again. Trying to focus on keeping up his usual cool demeanor, he couldn’t help but steal a few glances in your direction which thankfully went unnoticed as everyone else was already staring shamelessly. He made it a point to try his best and control his behavior around you, as he was sure you didn’t need a full gym of men gawking after you that whole weekend. As all the teams’ head coaches introduced themselves to you, Akaashi couldn’t help but notice how each time Kuroo was leading you, staying by your side when he didn’t have to play. It seemed that he was not the only one to wonder as Bokuto excitedly asked Nekoma’s captain during individual practice: “How do you know THE y/n y/l/n?” Kuroo shrugged and said nonchalantly: “Oh I forget that she’s a celebrity. Her mom and my mom were best friends, and we spent most summers together when she came to Tokyo ever since we were kids.”

“No fair! I want to be that close to her, she’s so hot.”, Bokuto whinnied. Kuroo smirked and glanced at him darkly: “Never say that in front of her. She doesn’t like to be reduced to it.” Akaashi dared to voice one of his thoughts: “Isn’t it intimidating being friends with her?” Kuroo looked up and explained proudly: “y/n is the coolest. She’s not as full of yourself as people might think and she gives great advice. You get used to her being famous after a while, you realize that she’s just one of us. She can be strict sometimes but she’s always fun to be around. Even Kenma likes talking to her.”

“If I’m that fun to be around, why not invite me to spike some of your balls?”, a melodic voice coming from the gym entrance interrupted their conversation.

Instantly Kuroo started blushing furiously, realizing that he was caught in an embarrassing moment. “Hey, hey, hey! So, you decided to join the cool crew.”, Bokuto piped shamelessly. You laughed at his words, a sound of airy and soft tones escaping your lips before saying: “I’m just tired of polite conversation and people looking at me as if I had two heads. I knew that wherever Kuroo would be, was the most normal. So, could I join?”

“Let’s go then kitten. You join Akaashi and Konoha. Bokuto, Lev and I will go up against you”, Kuroo said to your which made You blush a little at the mention of your old nickname. You went up to the Fukurodani players and said with a smile: “Hope that’s okay for you.”

“Sure, that’s no problem.”, Akaashi replied trying to keep his voice as nonchalant as possible. The look Kuroo and Konoha gave him made him realize that he was trying a little too hard which made him seem out of character. He made a mental note to relax and hoped that no one would bring his forced behavior up at dinner. The first ball was served by Lev, which Konoha bumped with ease, sending it to Akaashi.

This was it, something Akaashi had written off as wishful thinking was about to happen. He suddenly thought back to the game he watched a year ago, how Okamisawa’s setter put the ball up high and close to the net. Before he registered it, his body moved as of its own free will as he watched you jump, your back arched elegantly and your arm swinging abruptly to hit the ball angling it in the opposite direction of where the three tallest people of the whole gym tried to block you. Your wicked cut shot seemed so effortless, that everyone had to take a moment and realize what just happened. “That was a very nice set. You put it up the way I like it best.”, You said smiling at Akaashi. Forgetting himself, he immediately started blushing, stuttering his thanks. Now even Bokuto and Lev stared at his unusual response, making him curse in his head. He’s never going to hear the end of this.

For the rest of the short game, the only things Akaashi said were the last names of his current teammates. They cut of the set at 15 to 11 as it was getting late, and they were told to get something to eat at the cafeteria before it closes. When they left the gym, you turned to the setter and his teammates saying: “That was a good game, thank you for letting me join. But please, just call me y/n from now on.” Bokuto’s eyes started sparkling and he kept on going about how you hit perfect balls each time even if he set it up for you. “You and Akaashi had great chemistry from the get-go, that almost made me jealous to be honest.”, he pouted which once again stole a laugh out of you. You nodded and said: “That seems to be a talent of his, synching up to new people that quickly.” Kuroo shook his head and smirked: “I don’t think so, it’s just you I guess.” Akaashi was glad that it was already dark outside, and his red cheeks were camouflaged by the lack of contrast as he said: “You kept hitting each ball flawlessly, I believe it had nothing to do with my setting.” You turned to look at him and said in a serious tone: “Don’t play yourself down like that. You’re good. Own it.”

At dinner you joined Karasuno, sitting down next to Sugawara listening to him as he was talking about how their training went. He asked you where you went during solitary practice and you explained that you played a small three-against-three match with Kuroo and the others.

On the other side of the cafeteria, Kuroo sat down in front of Bokuto, with Yaku joining him. They sat in silence for a few moments, which developed into an awkward contest between Kuroo staring and Akaashi avoiding his gaze. “Why so shy Akaashi?”, Bokuto called out clapping on his back. “Oh man, did I miss something? This half-staring contest seems way too intense.”, Yaku said nervously. Kuroo started smirking his signature half-smile and explained: “I believe someone has developed a crush.” Akaashi felt the heat rising to his face and started stuttering: “I did not, I just got flustered playing with one of the top players in Japan. Nothing else.” Bokuto put his hand up to his chin, thinking: “But you already do that on a daily basis Akaashi, and you never get flustered around me.” Now Konoha was chuckling and said: “Last time I checked, you don’t qualify as being a beautiful woman.” Bokuto seemed to take this comment as an insult, as he complained: “But I am beautiful, am I not Akaashi?” The setter sighed and said: “Yes you are Bokuto, the most beautiful.” The ace nodded solemnly at the assurance and then continued: “But I understand your admiration for y/n-san. She is impressive.” Konoha laughed out loud: “If I didn’t know for sure that Akaashi didn’t develop crushes, I would honestly have thought he might have fallen in love with her. I mean who could blame him, just look at her.” At his words, everyone within earshot turned to look in the direction where you were chatting with Ennoshita, laughing, and smiling sweetly, brushing your hair behind your ear.

They seemed to stare for a little too long when Yaku finally interrupted their daydream: “What do you mean with ‘Akaashi doesn’t develop crushes? I mean everybody does.” Konoha shook his head and said: “Akaashi rejects every girl that tries to get close to him or he simply doesn’t notice. It’s just his thing.” “You make it sound as if girls come up to me confessing on a regular basis. I just don’t have time to think about this stuff right now. Could we now please stop talking about me and my supposed feelings, I’m not some kind of entertainment.” Kuroo smirked and said: “Alright, but if you ever decide to act up on this ‘I was just flustered, not really a crush’, let me know. I might be able to help.”

“That’s never going to happen. Thanks, but no thanks.”, Akaashi said coldly.

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Imagine w Zuko

1010 word count, everyone is 18+ :)

Could you imagine, in book one, Zuko wants to get some information about the avatar or any leads to finding him. So he does some snooping and somehow finds out a girl in the Southern Water Tribe has long ago tied ancestry with the monks. He makes his way across the ocean with his uncle to find this girl, keeping his research a secret because it was his only leverage. He finds her and takes her hostage, brings her aboard the ship and below deck into his quarters. He stays with her for hours, trying to intimidate her in any way he could. She pleads, insists that she doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He can see she’s scared but he feels no remorse. He wouldn’t hurt her, he just needs information. He knows he can handle anything she would try to do to escape so he leaves her untied, but keeps the door locked. He goes up for fresh air every hour or so after getting nowhere with the girl. Iroh insists on letting her go, but Zuko refuses, this girl has to know something, anything. He goes back down with a tray of rice and tea in hand (courtesy of Iroh) to see her sitting on the floor. Zuko sets the food on the table and takes a seat in silence, looking at a map posted and spread wide on the table, he’s going to try a different approach, one his uncle suggested. After some time the girl gets up and takes the tray to the other side of the table. They sit in silence. She tries to intimidate him by bringing up his past. He’s a bit confused on how she knows so much but he cannot let that bother him, he doesn’t answer anything she says. She starts to get angry, she moves further up the table so she’s right across from him, her palms slam the table, trying to get him to crack. But nothing. She huffs and starts questioning his actions, how useless it is, how it was in-futile and a waste of his time. He stands up from the table and walks over to his dresser, she follows close behind. She continued her insults throwing anything at him she could, he turned his face to her and she pointed her finger straight at his nose. But he was quick with his action of grabbing her wrist and turning them to pin her to the wall. She struggles and curses but he stands in front of her holding her steady. He wasn’t going to be pushed around and he had to assert himself. She threw insult after insult, and Zuko could tell this was going nowhere. He let her go and started to walk towards the door, he needed something else, uncle had no clue what he was talking about. She ran after him and grabbed the back of his shirt, he turned around and she started slamming her fists on his chest, calling him names and how awful his actions were. She poses threats and warning to his actions, and he throws them right back. They are nose to nose yelling at each other and somehow things took a turn and got pretty steamy, they don’t remember who started it or how it went so far, but they both ultimately didn’t care, and ended up on the bed, frantically taking off each others clothing looking for a hot release of their frustration.  

Fast forward to book 3, the Gaangs all together at this point. At first it was a bit awkward for the girl and Zuko but they didn’t talk about what happened on the ship that night and went about their time pretending like it never happened, starting anew. The Gaang knew Zuko and the girl had met way prior to them meeting again in this group, but not to the extent that actually happened, and that’s how they planned to keep it. One night at Ember Island, the group goes to a play called Love Amongst the Dragons. Zuko protested but the Gaang wanted to get away. So, they all end up in the theatre, the Girl and Zuko sitting beside one another, Katara and Aang sitting in the row in front of them, and Sokka, Suki, and Toph sitting above them. The play started, and the theatre went quiet, the Gaang was a bit confused on how accurate the play was in the grand scheme of things. But Zuko and the girl went wide-eyed at the scene unfolding in front of them. Two characters, in a dark chamber… surprise, it was Zuko and his prisoner. The group looked intrigued as they didn’t really know anything on how the two met prior. The scene went on in a very dramatic representation of the situation, but overall basically what happened. The two were really hoping for a quick end, but alas, the two characters on stage went quiet, and looked at each other, as the girl and Zuko did in real time in absolute disbelief. Then the two on stage shared a kiss and the curtains closed for that act.

no i didn’t tear up.

BLUE BIRTHDAY － yang jungwon.

SYNOPSIS! you’ve always despised your birthday ever since your boyfriend, jungwon, passed away on that exact date. 5 years after jungwon’s death, you receive a strange package filled with photos seemingly taken by jungwon when he was still alive. after you find out that these photos can allow you to travel back in time to when the photo was taken, you realise that you might be able to reverse everything - including jungwon’s death.

PAIRING! non-idol! jungwon x fem! reader

GENRE! angst, fluff, kind of reincarnation au, inspired by the kdrama “blue birthday”.

WARNINGS! technically major character death, mentions of death, a car crash scene, mentions of blood, swearing, the past timeline takes place in 2020 / 2021, current timeline is set in 2026 / 2027. 

WORDCOUNT! 10.2k

AUTHOR’S NOTE! helloooo ^_^ this fic is Heavily inspired by the drama so there will be spoilers if you haven’t watched it (YERI SLAYED) !! this is the Longest fic i have ever written and. i am proud of myself for writing this much T_T plus papercuts CAN scar!! i have one on my finger lol . and happiest of birthdays to my beluvd wonie and i hope u all enjoy this fic <3 lmk ur thoughts on this one hehe 

I. PRESENT DAY, 2026.

“Happy birthday, (Name)!”

You hate your birthday. 

It should be the happiest day of the year - you’re a year older, and you’re celebrating it with friends. But all you remember when you think of your birthday is the sickening sound of a car screeching to a stop, and seeing a body, lying on the ground - crimson staining his clothes.

Yang Jungwon.

That was his name.

Your first love. Five years ago on your birthday, there was a terrible accident. You remember frantic screams, and you remember seeing Jungwon getting hit.

You two were heading back to his apartment to celebrate. He was so excited too - he had a cake prepared, decorations strewn across his apartment, and he even bought his dog Maeumi a party hat.

Maybe if you two headed out just a few minutes late - maybe if you lied, and said that you needed five extra minutes at the library then he would still be here, next to you. 

Maybe he would still be alive.

So no, it’s not a happy birthday.

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