y’all hear what netflix doing to atla??? like damn we can’t have shit
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writtenportkey
melted heart | zuko
summary: You and Zuko had an arranged marriage and things haven’t been exactly romantic.
word count: 1.9k
tw: none!
a/n: after a week of sokka imagines, I made a zuko one lol! I love this so much and i’m really proud of it!! hope you enjoy!
“Oh my god, Zuko!” You shouted, staring at the small canvas that sat atop a dresser. “You were so cute!”
The picture was of Zuko when he was five, standing in the garden that he spent much of his childhood playing in. The painting included the turtleducks he spoke so fondly of, eating bread from his hand.
Zuko forgot about the picture that still collected dust in his family home on Ember Island. He had burned a lot of them, but he couldn’t bring himself to dispose of that one. He thought about how, in a way, he missed the turtleducks; he missed the way they somehow grew to love him when it felt like no one else did.
“I wasn’t that cute.” He mumbled, setting down your luggage as he walked over to admire the painting with you.
“Are you kidding? You look like you were such a tiny, precious child.” You cooed, knowing that his face was scrunching up without having to look at him.
“Well, you are still a tiny child.” Zuko said, his voice sounding satisfied with comeback.
“Oh, whatever,” You blushed, “I’m keeping this picture and taking it home with us. Don’t let me forget it.”
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Kyōtani Kentarō: Exchanges
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Summary: Fluff ofc
• Seijoh know there’s something between Mad Dog and yourself, but that doesn’t make his unique behaviour toward you any less shocking.
Warnings: Mature language
A/N: Can be read as a stand alone or a follow up to Tame if you wanna.
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In preparation for the following year, practices between both the girls and boys Volleyball Clubs were more frequent which allowed the current Captains to collaborate ideas and strategy for the second years who'd soon be taking their places. Safe to say the third years weren't overly involved having finished their final season but remained present to issue advice and techniques to underclassmen making their mark.
It was suspected that Oikawa would recommend Yahaba for the Captains role - you'd agree, considering he's the only one Mad Dog really listens to besides Iwaizumi (he is improving you'd noted). During that time, it had become even clearer to the Volleyball players of Seijoh that there was definitely an unyielding connection between the two of you - the boys learning that a little more harshly during one particular session.
Kyōtani was marginally later than usual since the Coach issued instruction regarding his attitude, so the teams were already training by the time he arrived. The Spiker went to swap the lighter material of his black armhole vest for his #16 Jersey, the lower half already sporting the VBC uniform due to the heat and convenience - however, any intention was overshadowed the second he'd heard your cry.
It was a whine from across the gymnasium, a pained one if he'd deciphered it correctly - within a moment he was towering above you, softened glare silently questioning your seated stature.
Your fingers cautiously skimmed over the bruising mark on your left thigh, a fresh one to his knowledge and before he could tease or voice concern - he hadn't decided yet - Kindaichi desperately interrupted.
"(L/n)-senpai I'm so sorry! I was practicing my serves and my aim was - I didn't mean to hit you, please forgive me -" It was sheer rambling now, the Middle Blocker guiltily apologetic as he attempted to make amends.
Though before he could kneel down to assess the damage, Kyōtani had jumped in front of you rather protectively like a wolf guarding a wounded member of its pack, he issued a dangerous warning look to the spiky ravenette, who understandably, looked to the older members of the team for assistance.
Kentarō was about to murder him - that is until you'd placed a gentle hand on his exposed shoulder, the Spiker snapping to you with his fiery gaze dwindling to concerned frustration once taking in your unbalanced stance.
Instinctively his arm wrapped around your waist for stability, the force of it narrowing the distance between you somewhat so you could lean on him if necessary and you couldn’t help but think the underlying softness of his actions greatly contrasted his vicious demeanour and sharp tongue.
"Fucking watch it First Year, I'll-"
"’Tani, help me to the bench please? I should be fine in a minute or two, don't worry Kindaichi."
The two teams looked on in pure horror as, if you were going to ask anyone for help, it'd be based on their subliminal tiered list of the most compassionate at the top - regarding Seijoh, your first choice should've been Oikawa or Iwaizumi, Kyōtani ranking at the very bottom of the list (if he was even on there at all). So the fact you'd casually requested assistance from the most aggressive soul in the gym meant you were crazy, the only thing crazier being that he actually did it.
Oikawa went to check on your well-being once Kyōtani had left you on the bench, only to be intercepted by your own Captain - Yuki wearing a suspicious but hopeful expression as they noticed Mad Dog return with furrowed brows and ice pack in his possession.
Of course, you reached out for it - only yelping when Kentarō slapped your hand away with a grunt and you couldn't resist backchatting him. The Captains were prepared to intervene now, before tripping over their own disbelief and attempting to silence one another's adoration as Mad Dog crouched before you.
Though such a considerate action was something you'd experienced on rare occasions, seeing Kyōtani exhibit such decent behaviours sent shockwaves through the entirety of Seijoh.
"Keep this in here to prevent any swelling, Princess." His barking orders coincided with his movements, the blonde lazily resting his free forearm over your right knee to alleviate pressure in his stance whilst the other hesitantly held the ice pack to your left thigh.
"That's the only reason you did this isn't it? So you could relevantly apply that dumb nickname." You didn't receive a verbal answer for your accusation, instead a small smirk and flash of mischief in his eyes was confirmation enough once he'd fluently risen to stand again.
It only took a minute for the mark to disperse, the injury not at all serious much like you'd foretold so you were back to your feet and standing beside an unbothered Kyōtani within moments.
"Hold this." There wasn't an opportunity to rebuke his claim, barely having a second to block the soft material aimed at your body and once identifying the top, your widened gaze graced that of a shirtless Spiker.
You knew he was toned, Oikawa had even acknowledged the incredible muscle prowess of his back and abdominals but he severely understated it. The lad was sculpted like a Greek statue, the team practically paling in comparison and you'd never be able to compare them the same way again after seeing the definition his torso displayed.
Heat flooded your cheeks and god you needed a wall to hold yourself with the sheer breathlessness he’d left you with, the blonde only noticing once drawing his jersey from his bag and nonchalantly placing the back of his hand to your forehead with furrowed brows.
"That ball knock you outta your senses (Y/n)?" His utter obliviousness to the ordeal only made your reaction worse, flustering you the point of no return whilst you waved his hand away.
"Huh? Wha-I no! You just, you didn't e- there's changing rooms ya know!"
"And?"
"Use them!"
"It's just a vest." He gestured to the item hung on your fingers with a dismissive tone, now fully dressed in the Club uniform and ready to play.
"Okay, okay, so if I changed my top right now you'd be cool with it?"
"...Yeah?" He tilted his head incredulously with detectable confusion, still not seeing the issue with your flustered behaviour and crossed his arms defensively.
With a determined pout (and thanking the heavens you opted for a crop top underneath), you did just that, removing your jersey and tossing it at your friend before precariously scanning for a replacement - smirking once landing on the previously put aside vest rather than your own T-shirt.
In a swift movement, you donned Kyōtanis’ airy clothing with a proud smile and hands on your hips in accomplishment - the latter scoffing with a prominent flush crawling across his skin whilst he directed his sharp gaze to the side.
"It's just a vest Kentarō~"
With your smug finalisation at proving your point, you headed back onto the courts with your aggressive friend briskly skidding in front of your path.
"Are - aren't you gonna change back dumbass?" Internally cursing himself for stammering, he once more found his fierce expression faltering at the sight of you.
"Nah, in all seriousness, this vest is much better for the heat. If you don't mind, could I keep it on, I'll wash it afterwards?"
Meanwhile the Team anxiously watched the intense staring competition, expecting Kyōtanis signature deadly glare to send you pleading into submission - yet, instead you cheerfully smiled, ending the standoff with a wink as you strolled past him.
Aobajohsai was left dumbfounded once again, you'd grown more confident in your time around him and Kentarōs’ inflamed irises followed your retreating figure, searing lasers into your back for an extra few seconds before rolling his eyes with a scoff.
“Idiot.”
Upon reaching the Court the guys had possessed, he noted the odd animosity in the atmosphere and multiple sets of surprised eyes lingering on the scene which only sparked up his standoffish attitude once again.
"What?!" Mad Dog savagely barked, glaring at the onlookers who mostly diverted their gazes with a muttering of 'nothing' - of course the Great King wouldn't allow such a favourable opportunity to slide.
"We're just surprised that you have a heart Mad Dog-chan~"
"Tch, at least I have someone to show it to." He snarkily bit back at his Captain as he ducked under the net, the remark sending the Third Years into howling hysterics and Oikawa childishly pouting over his renowned single status.
You overheard the mocking ‘Ooooh’s’ of someone presumably receiving a savage burn from the boys court but essentially shook your head with a snigger, Yuki left smirking at your ongoing obliviousness.
Obliviousness that seemed mutual at this point - or, Mad Dog-chan stubbornly refused to admit his growing feelings to himself, let alone you.
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mad dog more like please love me
selfish ━ ⟐ h. iwaizumi
☽ .* :☆ﾟ synopsis ... iwaizumi was not a jealous person, he especially wasn’t jealous of his best friend, oikawa, but there was something about finally having someone be into him and not oikawa that felt good, especially since oikawa was blindly head over heels for you.
☽ .* :☆ﾟ warning ... angst, hints of nsfw, unrequited love.
Iwaizumi Hajime knew three irrefutable things when it came to you.
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All Black Lives Matter. Not just the ones you specifically are a fan of.
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pearlmarley
this blog hates donald trump
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