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.

Serie masterlist ♡

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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Dilf!Deku x Babysitter!reader

Day 19 of Ficmas

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A/n: This was supposed to be a quick hc... but I might've gotten kinda carried away

Okay, but Dilf!Deku who sees you babysitting at the pool and is completely in awe of you. Like he can barely take his eyes off you, but he can’t even seem to work up the courage to do more than give you that awkward smile.

Dilf!Deku who is beyond grateful when his sons beg him to come play Marco Polo with them and the kids you’re babysitting. He can hear them making deals with you across the pool- something like ‘I promise I’ll eat all of my vegetables tonight if you’re it first!’ And he quickly agrees to play, hoping you’ll do the same- which you do.

And being the sweetheart he is, Deku saves you from having to be it by volunteering. The sweet, grateful smile you shoot him before he closes his eyes and starts counting is now permanently ingrained in his brain. He becomes so busy trying to think of other ways to smile that he forgets what number he was supposed to be counting to– it was only supposed to be 10, but he’s somewhere in the 20s before his sons end up splashing him.

He can hear your voice clearly– knows exactly where you are. And yet he saves you for last just so he has an excuse to keep his hands wrapped around your waist a second longer than necessary. Your skin is so soft beneath his hero work-hardened hands.

Dilf!Deku who gets all blushy and suddenly forgets how words work as your hands smoothly over his shoulders. You slip behind him, using him as a shield from the children. He’s too busy thinking of how your touch leaves his skin burning that he doesn’t even consider you might use him as a sacrifice.

And when you two finally have a moment alone, the first words he can muster are, “you have beautiful kids.” He thinks he’s slick, but you notice the way his eyes devour you as he says it. And as much as you may want to take the compliment, you tell him they’re not yours- which he just takes as you meaning they’re adopted. “Oh, you’re really good with them- how long have you had them?”

Dilf!Deku who absolutely loses his shit when you tell him your a babysitter– immediately asking to babysit for him. And immediately apologizing for asking because he doesn’t want you thinking that’s the only reason he’s talking to you. But when you agree, he starts apologizing for the dopey look on his face.

Dilf!Deku who has no doubt in his mind that you and the boys will get along but still can’t stop his heart from going into overdrive when he comes home and see the three of you asleep in a fort in the living room.

Dilf!Deku can’t deny how much he loves your company, so he makes excuses for you to stay later. He’ll even try asking you to babysit on his days off because ‘the boys miss you tons.’ And don’t get me started on the bouquet of flowers and home-cooked meals he gives you as apologies for working late. He’s even tried bribing the boys into calling you, mom.

Dilf!Deku who, despite spending nearly all his time outside of work with you for the past two months, still hasn’t mustered the courage to ask you on a date. That is until the annual pro-hero gala comes up, and he’s insistent on having you as his plus one. He spends so much time in the weeks leading up to the gala trying to figure out how to properly ask you to be his. To be part of his family. He’s even asked a few criminals while waiting for authorities to show. All his planning goes out the window when he sees you the night of the gala, and all his feelings just come rushing out his mouth like a busted pipe.

Dilf!Deku who can’t help but show you off at the gala. He knows reporters are just looking for pictures of him, maybe even the two of you together. But that doesn’t stop him from stepping behind you, so you’re the center of attention. And we all know he’s pulling his phone out every five minutes to get pictures of you. With every picture he takes, he can't help but think of how lucky he is.

When your body is pressed against his for a dance, both of you moving so slow, he's embarrassed by the way his mind fills with thoughts of making you the mother of his current and future kids.

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PAIRING :

roommate!kang taehyun x fem!reader

GENRE :

fluff, angst, crack(?)

WARNINGS :

curse words, bad & suggestive jokes

SYNOPSIS :

if there's anything y/n's good at, it's differentiating her feelings between love or hate. it's so distinct, she really doesn't get it when people say they have mixed feelings about something, cause to her, love is LOVE and hate is, well... HATE. LOVE is like her feelings for prodsputnik, an anonymous soundcloud artist she adores which she may or may not have a stan account for. HATE is like her feelings towards her roommate, kang taehyun. she even claimed that researchers are bullshitting when they say there's a thin line between hate and love. but what if y/n figures out that prodsputnik and kang taehyun is the same person? will the line between love and hate stay thick and clear as fuck (y/n's words) to y/n or will it get blurry?

STATUS :

completed

START :

Sept 23, 2021

END :

Jan 23, 2022

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7llin’ in our youth ep.3 ☆ jaemin

bonus:

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.