rainy days. | akaashi keiji by shoujodere, literature
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rainy days. | akaashi keiji
{ didn't you know?
sharing an umbrella is
considered as a romantic expression. }
‘It's raining pretty hard.’
You thought to yourself as you looked up at the gloomy, grey skies, where it cried heavy tears. You had forgotten to bring your umbrella. Again. Maybe it was because you don't listen to the weather news, or maybe it was because you thought it wasn't going to rain today because the skies were bright and cheerful during in the morning. And then--all of a sudden, the skies cried and cried, and you didn't know when it would stop.
Your uniform was slightly soaked from the rainfall. Though, you were glad that it wasn't see-t
hanaemi. | akaashi keiji by shoujodere, literature
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hanaemi. | akaashi keiji
"Is it okay if I draw you?"
Akaashi blinks, stares, and says nothing. His dark charcoal eyes were fixated on you as you look back at him with an innocent smile, and he starts wondering why you wanted to draw him. It wasn't everyday that a person comes to him and asks if they could draw him. No, this was actually the first time this happened, and he isn't really sure how to respond. But as he continues to look at that small, cute, and innocent smile of yours, he couldn't bring himself to say no. And so, he nods his head.
The smile still embed on your face, you sit him down on a stool and you quickly grab for your sketchbook and a pencil from
like we promised. akaashi keiji ( f!reader ) by miintbun, literature
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like we promised. akaashi keiji ( f!reader )
"Keiji, look! I set up my Christmas tree!" You exclaimed, slightly shifting your phone to the side to reveal the Christmas tree behind you. Golden specks of light dotted the green leaves from top to bottom, festive ornaments scattered evenly about the tree.
Through his mobile screen, Akaashi could only make out coloured pixels and flaring lights, but he was sure the tree looked absolutely beautiful. He only wished he was there with you when you'd set it up.
A tender smile tugged at his lips; he couldn't help it but smile when he saw your enthusiasm for the holiday season. Akaashi tossed to the other side of the bed. "Don't you think it's a
Train of Meetings [Akaashi Keiji] by Queene2, literature
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Train of Meetings [Akaashi Keiji]
You always saw that boy at the same train, five out of seven days, in that exact same spot, at six thirty in the morning. He'd always either take a seat near the back, or he'd stand near that spot if there were no seats available. It was like how on the first day of school, the teacher would allow you to sit wherever you want, and the seat that you chose would automatically be claimed by you. And from then on, that would be your territory, a place where no one else was supposed to interfere.
But he was different. If he was sitting down and he saw someone, regardless of age, struggling on the crowded train, he'd stand up and offer the seat to
Setter up [Akaashi Keiji] by Fanfictionofyou, literature
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Setter up [Akaashi Keiji]
What's the first thing that happens to you when you walk into class in the morning?
Definitely not getting dragged away by your friend.
Held by an extremely tight grip, you let your body followed wherever your friend was taking you to, too tired to even protest at this point. You sighed as you felt your lifeless arm flopping up and down, feet almost tripping over itself for a few times as the both of you brisked walked through the hallways.
"Ahh...where are we going? I'm really tired.." You asked weakly before yawning, maybe you shouldn't have stayed up so late yesterday talking on the phone.
"(F/N)-chan, you don't get it! I think we foun
Inscrutable [Akaashi Keiji x Reader] by AMereAberration, literature
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Inscrutable [Akaashi Keiji x Reader]
Author's Note:
I OWN NOTHING OTHER THAN THE PLOT.
P.S. THIS CONTAINS SOME PROFANITIES.
Confessions:
Inscrutable
Never in your life did you think you'd come across a puzzle so impossible to decipher as Akaashi Keiji. He was an enigma whose barrier was his ever-stoic demeanor. Truly, everyone must have, at one point, found themselves being lured in by his mystique allure. You, of course, were no exception.
In fact, you reckoned that you were the only one that had been pulled in so deep. The way his voice came out like lackadaisical mid-summer breeze, the way the lightest dust of pink on his lips stretched whenever they pulled into one of hi
{Nishinoya Yuu X Reader}
"Hi."
You stare at your hands, watching them shake.
You sigh as you realize your legs are shaking as well.
"You need to tell him, (f/n)."
You were standing in the middle of the walkway toward the gym Nishinoya Yuu practiced in.
Clutching your bag, you shake even more.
You take a step forward, still far away from the gym entrance.
You sigh, you weren't going to be able to do this anyways.
You turn around, starting to make your way back to your shoe locker and head home.
"(l/n)-chan!" Your eyes grow wide to see the Nishinoya. He was waving excitedly, a volleyball under his arm. His elbow pad on alr
Talk to Her (Kenma X Reader) by solarkittygirl, literature
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Talk to Her (Kenma X Reader)
It was Kenma and Kuroo’s second year in junior high, and, much to Kuroo’s dismay, Kenma was still an introvert to everyone but him. He decided that he would try and get Kenma to talk to others and make new friends, maybe even a girlfriend if miracles existed.
"Nah, not gonna shoot that far yet," Kuroo said as he walked down the hallway. He heard whispers coming from the other students while their gazes were directed at a (h/c) girl who was grabbing books from her locker.
"She's a strange one isn't she?" One girl said to her friends. "I heard all she does all day is play video games. It's a wonder how she has good grades. She doe
Just My Type: Kozume Kenma x Reader by WAMmy0, literature
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Just My Type: Kozume Kenma x Reader
Nee~ ____-san. Are you dead?”
You slowly opened your eyes, at the sound of Kuroo’s voice yelling from the other side of your bedroom door. You blinked a bit before moving your tired body slowly off the floor and making your way towards the door.
As you opened it, Kuroo’s usual smirk disappeared for a moment and became replaced with a very shocked expression.
"What happened to you? You look awful!" He exclaimed after looking at your miserable state.
"Gee thanks." you mumbled as you looked behind him noticing the very familiar blonde hair boy standing there quietly.
"Hey Kenma. Your here too?"
The boy in question looked a