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anisespice · 1 year

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“ the fuck-it list ” || hq! pt. 2

one || three

synopsis: there’s a list going around consisting of hot guys on campus that are deemed “fuckable” with theories as to what they’d be like in bed. it’s all fun and games until somehow your boyfriend ends up on this list.

pairing: various x gn!reader [ hinata, bokuto, kuroo ]

warnings: cursing, suggestive language, hinata’s is SUPER long lol mild objectification, bo and kuroo’s are criminally the shortest ones i’ve written so far ugh (but they get the point across), and I think that’s it :D

notes: first of all, can i just say THANK Y'ALL SO MUCH ♡♡♡ i did not expect that headcanon to blow up, so i will do my very best to make the following ones just as juicy and entertaining for y'all :))) special thanks to @melanatedkink for helping out with this, she helps bring out my inner whore lol hope you guys enjoy !!

notes ii: didn't want the situations to get too repetitive, so these may take me a little longer for the other characters i do in the future, but i appreciate the love and patience for the series thus far !!! you guys are awesome

tagged: @daedaep69 , @ahahadumbo , @viktoryn , @mdsb , @ourgoddessathena , @ushygushybaby , @hyori2 , @lumpywolf , @fantasycantasy

HINATA knew all about the list. Being the social butterfly he was, it would be impossible for the topic not to come up in conversation, especially since a lot of his friends were on it. He found it interesting, to say the least, but never really took the whole thing too seriously. It was just for shits and giggles after all, right?

During a water break in the gym, Hinata aimed for his mouth while squeezing the bottle. Most made it inside, but the rest dripped down his chin. Thinking nothing of it, the spiker used the bottom of his jersey to wipe his face dry, be it water or sweat. And even though it was for a split second, it was more than enough time for the damage to be done to the hearts of those chilling up by the railing on the first level. Beneath the LEDs, in all their sinful glory, were Shoyo Hinata’s nipple piercings.

The gates of heaven have opened, and the choir sings a hymn. But, along came Satan, as he rubbed his seedy hands together in mischief. The groupies were shellshocked and knew they must alert the masses, eyeing their prey all the way until the end of practice. This caught the attention of a certain blonde setter, who brought it to Hinata’s attention right off the bat as they cleaned up the court.

“Oi. Don’t wanna alarm ya or anythin’, but…those spectators up there been eye-ballin’ you for quite a while. Could be trouble.”

The tangerine gave a confused grin, looking over his shoulder in their direction. Sure enough, their eyes never wavered, not even after being caught. However, he merely shrugged it off. “It’s probably nothing.”

Atsumu hummed, skeptically. Though, he didn’t push it any further.

Once they were dismissed and sent to the showers, by the time Hinata was done he'd be the only one left in the locker room. He had to take his time and be extra careful not to bump his piercings, still kinda sensitive. Kageyama offered to stay behind so they could walk back together, "HINATA-BOKE, HURRY UP BEFORE I LEAVE YOUR SLOW ASS IN HERE."

But, Hinata politely declined. "SUCK A DICK, BAKAYAMA. I'm going over [_____]'s tonight, so go on ahead!"

With a nod, the stoic setter took his leave. "Cool. Tell 'em I said hey. See you tomorrow."

"See ya tomorrow!"

And then, all was quiet.

The only sounds filling the space were the running water, his humming, and the flickering overhead lights. When he stepped out with a towel wrapped snuggly around his waist, Hinata heard the sound of his phone ringing in his bag. His tired expression soon melted into joy at the cheesy love song he used as your ringtone.

Pressing the answer button, Hinata greeted you with his face all in the camera, and a bright, "Hi, [_____]!!~ You here already?"

Your eyes were on the road but you grinned, adoringly. "Hi, Sho. And, no, almost there though. I stopped by the canteen to grab some dinner. Know how hungry you get after practice."

"Mmm, starved. You're an angel, angel."

Staying on the call as he changed, the two of you conversed about each other's day as normal. However, when the topic of those groupies eventually came up, it instantly made you tense. Even though most of his fans were harmless, there were still a few rotten apples in the bunch that made you wary. "God, don’t tell me they asked you to spike their ass like a ball again."

Hinata snorted, throwing on a clean shirt, "That wasn't me, remember? That was Sakusa-san. Never seen him look so horrified." You laughed, having recalled. "But, according to 'tsumu-san, they hardly took their eyes off me tonight.”

“That’s old news, babe. Those vultures are always watching you.”

“Not always-”

"ALWAYS." You affirmed, pulling up to the building. Parking outside the doors, you teasingly said, "We can continue talking about how wrong you are in the car, I’m outside. And hurry, the food's gonna get cold."

"Yes, boss," he chuckled, gathering up his things. Throwing the duffle over his shoulder, Hinata made haste for the lobby, making sure to turn the lights off behind him. “See you in a minute, sunshine.~”

With that he hung up, walking with a spring in his step. He had a surprise for you, and couldn’t wait to finally show them off later. Now that the piercings had healed enough, Hinata couldn’t fight the obscene images clouding his mind of all the things you’d do once you saw them. It made him dizzy just thinking about it…

Unfortunately, someone would beat him to the punch. Or, more specifically, something.

‘Shoyo Hinata. 5’6ft sweetheart, and a ball of energy who’ll light up any room he walks into. He may look all innocent, but clearly, we’ve been underestimating him. Kinda has everyone wondering what other piercings he may be hiding…and where.~ What he may lack in height, he makes up for in girth. Expect to go for several rounds back to back, ‘cause he’s got STAMINA. This man will also be very vocal—Talk you through an orgasm, how good you make him feel, dirty-talk, begging, you name it—He is BIG on communication. He's also a cuddler, after-care will be disgustingly sweet, and pillow talk will be a must. 100/10.’

Wow. You suspected those parasites were up to no good, but never would’ve expected this. The picture attached to the thread was of your boyfriend, mid-air from blocking a ball, with his arms straight up. As he was coming down, his shirt was coming up, exposing his whole torso. It was a little blurry, but whoever took the photo zoomed in enough to where you could easily make out the silver on his nipples.

You pursed your lips, uncertain on how to feel. On one hand, you were kinda annoyed they, let alone the whole campus, got to see them before you even knew about them. But, on the horny hand…

“Hey, gorgeous!” Hinata exclaimed, startling you out of your thoughts. He had opened the back door, and threw his bag on the seat before eagerly joining you in the front. Leaning across the console to give you a kiss, he was taken aback when you stopped him, placing a finger on his lips. “Mmm?”

You gave him a blank look, making him a little nervous. He was just on the phone with you and things were totally fine, what could’ve possibly changed in the five minutes it took him to get to the car? Hinata didn’t have to ponder for long, though. Not when you used that very same finger to hook around his collar, yanking it downward. He yelped, pulling away in the last second, but his reflexes couldn’t save him this time.

You confirmed it with your own eyes now.

“I uh—…T-Those are…,” he spluttered, scratching his cheek. You happily watched him squirm, arms crossed with a knowing grin on your face. Hinata sweat-dropped. “I-I was gonna t-tell you, I swear, but I wanted them to heal a little before I did, so that you could…”

“Could what, Sho?”

His face was pure vermilion. With a huff, Hinata whined, “How’d you even find out? I had a whole thing planned and everything! Was it Bakayama? Did he tell you?? Dammit, I knew I should’ve asked someone else to come with me to the appointment!”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “No, it wasn’t Kageyama. I told you so, those vultures are always watching.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll tell you later. For now,” you reached over again, this time with both hands as lithe fingertips slid underneath the thin cotton of his shirt, trailing up the smooth skin until you brushed against the perked nubs. Hinata twitched, immediately biting back a moan as you began teasing them at once. If he got any redder, he’d surely pass out from all the blood rushing to his head. Luckily, it was also rushing elsewhere. “Let’s hurry and get you back to mine’s, hm?"

"...S-So I uhn," he keened when you lightly tugged on one, hand reflexively grabbing your wrist, but not to stop you. His eyes fluttered as he let you feel him up as much as you pleased, mouth hung open as he began panting like a dog. "...I take it y-you like them, then?"

"Oh, baby, I love 'em. Best investment ever, honestly. Can't wait to put them in my mouth," you sighed dreamily, gently pinching to elicit a moan from the ginger. Music to your ears. From the look on his face, he could probably cum from this feeling alone. You pulled away at the thought, smirking as he instantly began protesting.

"Aht, not so fast, we still gotta eat. But, don't worry. You'll get your dessert."

Homie nodded so quick, you were sure he gave himself whiplash. Adorable.

By the end of a very long night full of debauchery, you eventually told him about the list and how exactly you found out about the piercings. And you know what? He couldn’t even be mad. At least it wasn't Kageyama.

“Oh! He says ‘hey’ by the way.”

Now, BOKUTO thought he knew about the list. But after the whole…misunderstanding with Akaashi, it turned out he knew absolutely nothing. Granted, how he felt about it didn’t really change after his friends spent over an hour explaining it to him. If anything, it fueled his distaste for it even more. When he showed up on your doorstep looking absolutely distraught, fat tears rolling down his face as he proclaimed his unwavering devotion to you, you only needed one guess.

‘Kotaro Bokuto. 6’2ft of GAWD DAMN. He's sweet, confident, and R E S P E C T F U L?? We love a triple threat. Not to mention how MASSIVE he is, and don’t even get me started on his ass. Would literally be unable to keep my hands to myself, just saying. Like how you see him dominate the volleyball court, the same could be said for the bedroom, without a doubt. Bokuto loves to give, but he’s also a taker. Definitely gives off Switch with service Dom tendencies. Plus he’s greedy. He doesn’t care if you already came four times, give him some more!!! ∞/10. He is beyond the standard. Argue with the wall.’

You remembered reading it while taking a break from studying, merely brushing it off. It was only a matter of time he’d end up on their radar, you had prepared for it since the list first started circulating around campus. Frankly, you had completely forgotten about it; up until now.

“Ko, baby, please calm down-”

“I don’t care how many people wanna touch my ass! They can’t have it, it’s for you to touch and nobody else!”

You quickly pulled him into your room before he screamed any more embarrassing stuff in the hallway, knowing your neighbors probably recognized his voice by now. The last thing you wanted was another noise complaint, your RA already despised his visits enough to consider banning him altogether–Whether or not they had the authority, you’d rather not find out today.

Once behind the safety of a closed door, the behemoth of a man came crashing down to his knees, arms circling around your midriff as he buried himself in your stomach. You jumped slightly as your room shook from the sudden action, deeply exhaling in order to reconfigure your thinning patience. Taking a page from Akaashi’s book, you knew getting snippy with Bokuto while he was in this state would only worsen it, so you approached cautiously.

“Ko,” you cooed, reaching down to caress his deflated hair. He sniffled, hugging you closer in response. Gently, you pushed him far enough to see his face, wiping away the tears as you offered him a soft smile. “Look at me, do I look upset to you?”

Bokuto took a moment to search your eyes, then shook his head.

“Exactly. Which means you don’t need to be, you’ve done nothing wrong. Now stand up, I’m sure that drop hurt your knees, didn’t it?”

He sniffled once more, then nodded. Slightly embarrassed, Bokuto stumbled back up to his full height, and sure enough, his knees were red. You tsked, gesturing to your desk chair for him to sit on while you fetched an ice pack from your fridge.

“Although I appreciate the reassurance, I already knew you were on the list, babe.”

Bokuto’s head shot up from looking at the floor, mood instantly doing a one-eighty as he gaped at you in shock. “HUH? Why didn’t you say anything to me about it?”

“I didn’t think you cared,” you replied, chuckling. “It’s been up for weeks. I figured you saw it and just ignored it, or something. Besides, I’ve gotten used to people openly expressing their attraction to you, so it wasn’t anything new.”

“You shouldn’t have to get used to it! People need to respect our relationship, no matter how fantastic I am!”

You snorted, but couldn’t help the chuckle. Returning with an ice pack, you kneeled by his legs and placed the cooling relief upon the irritated skin. “Mm, you are pretty fantastic. But, I don’t mind the attention you get, Ko. Because I know I’m the lucky one who gets you all to myself.”

Bokuto beamed down at you, lower lip quivering at the praise.

Effortlessly, he swooped you up from the floor and held you in his lap, the ice pack long forgotten as it slipped out your hands. With a loving squeeze, Bokuto nuzzled into the side of your neck, forcing soft giggles out of you from the ticklish feeling as you hugged him back. You felt so warm in his embrace, and he smelled like home. Even if you’d never say such corny things out loud, the way you melted in his arms was enough for him to know exactly how you felt; it was mutual.

"Plus, you can get a bit intense. They wouldn't last the night."

"Hey, hey, hey, you got that right," Bokuto grinned, smugly. "No one could ever handle me as well as you do, baby owl..." he purred, warm breath fanning over the skin of your shoulder, signaling goosebumps up your arms. You hummed in thought, snuggling in closer, whilst also not-so-accidentally grinding back against the flag pole in his sweats. He grunted, hips jerking upward in surprise.

"Hm, I dunno. It's been a while, I may have forgotten how."

Bokuto chuckled at the tease, the vibrations deep within his chest as he squeezed you a little tighter. You bit your lip to hold in your giddiness as his large hands began to wander, feeling a different kind of warmth as he began to overwhelm your senses. Trailing wet kisses from your shoulder to the side of your face, he playfully nipped at your cheek, eliciting a tiny squeal from you as you wiggled in his hold. And doing so only made you grind back on him even more.

His breathing grew heavier with each passing second, letting out a guttural groan before he flipped you around, making you straddle him. To anyone else, experiencing his sudden mood changes would've given them whiplash. Just moments prior, he'd been on his knees, crying with his head buried in your stomach like it was the end of the world. Now, he looked about five seconds from being on his knees for a different reason. For you, it was just another Wednesday.

"That so? How 'bout I remind you then?"

KUROO thought the list was the most hilarious thing to ever occur on campus, hands down one of his go-to's for entertainment when he’s bored.

Like right now.

The lecture dragged on for what felt like forever, the professor mumbling about absolutely nothing of value as everyone in the class busied themselves with whatever would keep them awake. Some played games on their laptops pretending to take notes, while others blatantly chatted with their deskmates.

With an airpod in, Kuroo had you on facetime in the corner of his screen so that you could keep each other company while he scrolled through social media, and you put away dishes. You tried to convince him to leave the class early, "Clearly you aren't paying attention, so you might as well."

"Unfortunately, he only counts attendance if you sign your name on the exit sheet at the very end of the lecture. So leaving early's out of the question." He muttered. You hummed in understanding, then chortled.

"Oh. Sucks to be you, then."

Kuroo glared half-heartedly at you, but it completely softened at the sound of your laughter, despite it being at his expense. He kissed his teeth after checking the time, mildly annoyed that he still had less than ten minutes. “Why’d you even take the course if you couldn’t care less about it?”

“I needed another elective. And…Kenma was the one who recommended it. Said it’d be an easy pass.”

“And you believed him?” Cue another round of your laughter.

He grumbled, off-screen for you but clearly pouting as he chose to ignore your question. No matter, his silence was answer enough.

With a mere shake of your head, you continued putting away dishes on your end. Kuroo, on the other hand, found himself stumbling upon something that perked him up instantly. After refreshing the feed for more mindless content, the user-handle he knew all too well showed itself like a beacon of hope, beckoning him with the promise of filling the next ten minutes with something way more interesting than…whatever this class was about.

@/FckIt22.

After the last fiasco with Bokuto, then later on Kenma, the ravenette contemplated blocking them. As golden as those situations were, something told him that deep down he could be next. But, it was days like this he was glad he didn’t. His boredom was becoming unbearable…and it was so tempting. What harm could it do to look at this one little upda—“HAH?!”

‘Tetsurou Kuroo. 6’2ft gentleman that you’d proudly take home to mom, and even get your father’s approval. With his charm and roguish good looks, it's no wonder his reputation screams 'playboy'. But, he can’t fool me. I know what he is. A whole SUB, no sandwich. I’m sure being as tall as he is, and how he carries himself, people automatically assume he’s a Dom. False. If you’re looking to be dominated, keep looking. Kuroo wants to be babied, told he’s a good boy, and edged until he nearly passes out. Definitely a little brat, but his hair defies gravity for a reason, PULL ON IT. Boss him around, take control, and watch him literally melt in your hands. 8/10 because he's also a stubborn mofo. Literally would pay to see this man cry from overstimulation ugh.’

Kuroo shot out of his seat, practically piercing right through the air of humdrum. He not only startled you, but the entire lecture hall including the professor. Comically slapping a hand over his mouth, Kuroo’s face immediately began to burn from not only his outburst but also at the fact that his karma came way sooner than he was prepared for...

He wanted nothing more than for the ceiling to collapse on him and him only.

“Tetsu?? Are you okay, what happened?? Hello??”

"U-Uh, I'll call you back." He squeaked, double-tapping his airpod to end the call.

The professor crossed his arms, "Mr. Tetsurou. I understand that my lecture may not be the most enjoyable part of your day, but I would appreciate it if you endured it for just," the professor checks his watch, "six more minutes. Is that alright with you?"

Before he could even open his mouth to give an excuse, a chorus of vibrations, dings, and whistles from various phones instantly made the business major shrivel up. Next thing he knew, what used to be a room full of the undead was now livelier than ever before. Kuroo could feel every single one of their searing gazes; like being an insect under a microscope.

"Bro, this you?" A student sitting behind him leaned forward, phone in hand as he shoved it in Kuroo's face. The picture stared back at him, smugly grinning and shirtless as he ironically thirst-trapped the camera. Out of all the pictures…

He internally cringed. "U-Uhh..."

"Please, everyone settle down, so we can continue-" The professor attempted to redirect focus, but he had already lost it way before all this happened. A few more students jumped straight into bombarding him with questions, eager to push for more info now that this supposed new side of him had been revealed.

“Whoa, how much of this is true??”

“Kuroo-san, I’ll happily baby you!~”

“Aw man, thought for sure you’d be the type to take control, not give it up. What a bummer. No offense.”

He absolutely took offense to that.

With no help from the professor, as he tried and failed to recollect everyone's attention, Kuroo thought of the next best course of action to get him out of this sticky situation. Jumping out a two-story window didn't sound so bad, and the broken bones would be a great distraction from the suffocating feeling of public humiliation.

In the midst of all the theories and queries being thrown at him from every angle, his phone went off multiple times. Mostly from you, but the rest were no doubt the groupchat clowning him once they caught wind of the news. The guys weren't gonna let him live this one down, that's for certain. And to make matters worse...he still had four long minutes left in the class.

He exhaled, "Should've blocked 'em when I had the chance..."

Gathering up his stuff, Kuroo used his long legs to evade the ever-growing crowd of prodding students, all most likely not even caring about the post itself, but more so just wanting to kill class time; he refused to be a scapegoat.

Marching right up to the professor, who gave up trying to round up the class, the rooster-head mustered up the most pathetic look possible to evoke sympathy outta the wrinkly man. "Hey, so uh… may I please be excused a little early for this one time, sir? I'd really hate to be such a distraction from your insightful lecture-"

"Just go, Mr. Tetsurou." Didn't need to tell him twice.

As soon as he made it to your dorm, you could imagine his shock that his friends were already there, waiting as if they knew he'd come running straight to you. You offered him a teasing grin, shrugging as you said, “They came for…emotional support.”

He didn't know if he was mortified or mortified—Yaku, Yamamoto, Bokuto, Akaashi, hell, even Kenma rolled out of bed, wrapped in a blanket burrito and all, just to see the look on his best friend's face. He grinned, sardonically, then patted the empty spot on the couch right next to him. "Welcome to the club. We've been expecting you."

Oh, he was definitely blocking that godforsaken list now. And finding a new elective.

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desperate-daydream · 9 months

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🏐 Haikyuu

❀ Aone Takanobu x (trans) male reader ⚣︎

A/N: gods, I just love side characters. tbh, I’m mostly just projecting myself and my imaginations on that (but which writer didn't do that at least once) XD

tags/warnings: reader is tanaka’s brother (could also be adopted) & a dancer, set in season 2 episode 19, Miyagi Spring Qualifier Quarterfinals (at least that's what fandom wiki says, I hope that it's right)

Hey, lovebirds

It was a match from the Miyagi Spring Qualifier Quarterfinals - Aoba Johsai and Date Tech were playing - and the second set with a two-point-lead by Seijou. The third-grades of Date Tech just came running on the bleachers.

“What’s the score?” They arrived at the rail and looked down at the still ongoing game. “Oh damn. Who won the first set?”

“Ehm”, a voice came from behind them. It was the captain of Karasuno with his whole team. “Seijo won the first one.”

“What, Karasuno?!”, Moniwa said, “Oh, hello. Good to see you.” They greeted each other and of course, Sasaya immediately had to restrain the former vice Kamasaki. That’s when they were noticed by other members of their school that they joined.

The game went on with the third-grades as well as Karasuno tensely watching. After a few other points another person came running on the bleachers and immediately towards the rails to look at the score.

Tanaka saw who it was and looked behind him to see his sister calmly stroll towards them.

“Hey!” When you heard his voice you immediately turned around and faced him.

“Oh, hey Ryu”, you grinned when you saw your brother sitting there with his usual attitude and rebellious grin. He informed you about the winner of the first set and then noticed the questioning looks of his teammates except for a few of them - especially Noya who had met you several times before already because of their friendship.

“Ugh, guys, this is my brother, (Y/N).”

You chuckled, “Hi, nice to meet you. Is it so bothersome to introduce me?” The question was directed at your brother.

“Huh, yeah, yeah, actually it is”, he answered grinning. It was usual for you two to bug each other like that. That’s also when your older sister Saeko arrived. “Oh, come on boys!” She tried to throw her arm around you to get you in her side-clasps but you were already trained and easily ducked away.

Fortunately for you, the third-graders of Date saw and waved at you so you could scurry to them.

“Why have we never seen him at games before?”, Yamaguchi asked curiously.

“Because he also has training most of the time.”

“Oh, does he play volleyball too?”, Hinata spoke excitedly. You weren’t really tall, just like him, so he was really interested if you were a player as well. But Ryu and Saeko laughed a little.

“Nah, look at his bag”, Ryu pointed at you standing next to Moniwa at the rails. It was a sports bag and shoes were hanging on the side of it. Which was noticeable is that it wasn’t only one pair but three different ones - two of which most of the boys haven’t seen anything about before. “He’s a dancer.”

“Ahhhh”

“Ok, but why is he standing here now and talking to Date’s former captain?”

Now Tanaka began to scowl and Sakeo chuckled as she sat down. “Because Aone is his boyfriend”, the young woman answered.

Many of their glances quickly went from you to the mentioned player and back again. “Reallyyyy?!”, Hinata was wide eyed looking down at the middle blocker before grinning, “Cooool!”

Daichi and Suga chuckled when they saw Ryu’s expression. “Why are you scowling?”, Daichi asked while still grinning. “Do you not like Aone?”, Suga continued.

“He’s super protective of (Y/N)!” Noya saw his chance and took it.

“Aone is.. alright, I guess”, Tanaka mumbled. The others kept on bugging him a bit but quickly turned back to the game that will decide who would be their next opponent.

Meanwhile you were standing on the rail and watching closely while occasionally cheering your boyfriend on. He had noticed you already and you could’ve sworn that he had smiled a little bit.

The game was really exciting and in the end Seijou won. You saw the third years’ shoulders slump down and them letting their heads hang. You sighed and let your head hang too.

When Date’s team quickly came to stand in front of the bleachers you made eye contact with Taka giving him a comforting smile. Then you signaled him to meet you outside in the halls. You turned around to go meet him. But before you went down you shortly hugged your sister and gave your brother a light slap on the head - which he tried to return but you could duck away - to say goodbye for the day. You’d be driving back in Date Tech’s team bus and staying at Aone’s for the night.

You went towards each other and let the others go past you both before you hugged him tightly. “You okay?”, you looked up at him with your arms still around each other and let your chin rest on his chest. The height difference between you two was kinda funny.

He gave you a little nod but he was still wearing that sad frown.

“You were great.” This made a soft look appear in his eyes that possibly only you came to see and know what it meant.

“Hey, lovebirds”, you heard Futakuchi shouting, “Come on, you can make out later. We’re gonna go to the bus now.” Aone’s team mates laughed. You stuck out your tongue towards them but let go of your boyfriend.

While you went to follow the team Takanobou linked your pinkies like he often did when you walked together.

On the bus you sat next to each other and Aone let his head rest on yours that you had placed on his shoulder. You took his hand intertwining your fingers and rested on your lap. The bus was rather quiet - exhaustion and sadness because of the lost game were the primary feelings. Your boyfriend let out another sigh.

“Hey, Taka?”, you whispered with your eyes closed. You felt the rumble from his body as he let out a low “Mh?”.

“You’re free from training tomorrow, right?”

“Mhm.”

“You wanna go somewhere then? I also got nothing tomorrow.”

“Mhm. Decide tomorrow?”, his voice was so low it send a wave of goosebumps over your skin.

“Mhm.” You felt yourself doze off - your training and the excitement to make it to the game had taken a lot of energy from you too. Soon everyone except for the adults was sleeping.

When you arrived your boyfriend shook you awake gently.

“Hey, (Y/N)”, his voice was still hushed and even a little deeper than earlier.

On the way to his mom’s car, who was so nice to pick you both up from school, your arm found his place around his middle while he placed his on your shoulders.

After eating you both went upstairs to his room to get ready for bed. Aone laid down on top of his blankets and got out his phone while you still searched through his closet for one of his hoodies. You quickly changed into it after finally finding what you searched for and flopped down on top of your boyfriend.

“Oof”, he played as if you were heavy enough to crush his brick of a body in any way.

You chuckled and kissed his cheek. A smile that only you got to see appeared on his lips.

His hand went to cup your cheek to pull you closer and kiss you properly. You sighed happily and let yourself fall into the kiss.

After you parted, you snuggled close to him and placed your head in the crook of his neck. That way you fell asleep like many times before already.

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teeful-corner · 1 year

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ "'Cause for me, it is always you.".ᐟ. . . Timeskip! Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader | Gender Neutral Reader

ੈ˳For Tetsurou, is was always you; You where the only person who was able to make him a better man than he has ever been. Subsequently, you had been the only one who has managed to break his professional shell at a National Men's Volleyball game.

Maybe it was just nerves pinching at you, whether those be your own nerves or the conjoint nerves of everyone in the room, that caused you to break out in a light sweat. You were leaned forward in your seat, barely sitting on it anymore as your legs supported the wait of your crouched body. Sweaty hands gripped onto the railing that kept you up and away from the court, yet still allowed for the perfect birds eye view of everything that was happening. Here you were, at the finals of the Olympic men's national volleyball game: Japan Men's National Volleyball Team vs Argentina Men's National Volleyball Team. It was everything that you had been told it would be and more. The crowds roaring in cheer whenever their team would score, the overwhelming feeling of everyone in the room, the crashing of the volleyball and the long rallies. It all lived up to the hype and more, you couldn't help but feel like an excited little kid amidst it all. It was wholly, solely, extraordinarily just an unforgettable experience, how so many people's hearts beat as one for the same team and how they cheered in (almost) perfect unison; doing all they can to keep their team fired up for the several long, grueling rounds of back and forth between the net, the only aim of their game being to keep the ball in air and drop it on the other side of the court. You hadn't been admit on Volleyball, at least not as admit as your fiancé or any of his and yours friends; you had never been big on sports, it was just something that didn't widely interest you as you wanted to take other paths in life. Sure, in junior high and high school you had tried out for some of the teams, but nothing really came about it. You'd usually find a way to reason yourself not to show up to practice one day, then continue that train until the coaches and the players forgot your name and face entirely. But now, standing in this stadium and being engulfed by everything made you think; Had you missed out on some of the best years of your life? Had you been foolish not to try one more sport, go to one more practice, get to know one more person?

Maybe the simple answer to that question is yes, had been foolish. Maybe there was a more deep rooted and straining answer that justified your way of doing things. Or maybe, there was no answer at all and that was simply just a opinion biased answer, all keen on a person's morals and outlook. "Just watch as #10, Hinata Shoyo, runs across that court like a hungry wolf ready to get his next point! In combination with number #11, Miya Astumu's, serve he was able to leave the blockers on the Argentina Men's team completely rattled!" A sudden uproar filled the crowds, a rally from those supporting Japan equaled with the upset from those supporting Argentina engulfed the stadium in noise. It was louder than a lion's roar, stronger as well. It invoked fear, yet also dignity and fire in the players down the court and you couldn't help but rally along. It was a powerful, moving thing. Though no matter how many voices pierce and whipped the air of the stadium, Kuroo could always find yours. Kuroo had been situated down on the sidelines of the court, a spot in which he could see the game from the same level as those playing on the court. Being one of sports promoter for Japan Volleyball Association, he always had a spot down on the court's sidelines to feel just a little more connected to the team than the other spectators. It allowed him to get a good feel for how everyone worked together, how the cogs turned and what extra pieces could be substituted or added in to get everything flowing as neatly as it can. When he had first told you about the job offer that the office wanted him to take up, to travel over to the stadium that was hosting the Japan Men's vs Argentina Men's Volleyball game, he would have thought his offer for you joining him would had been declined. You usually didn't come with him to many of the games he had to go to, whether that is to check on the progress of the National's men team or whether that's to go scout out new recruits. You usually would stay home, not finding any interest in the sport but never discouraged him to not go. It had how the two of you had been living since Kuroo obtained his job and you no longer went to go support Nekoma's volleyball games because of him. Yet, you had turned his expectations on his head when you had agreed to come; saying how you needed a break from your job, and how your boss was almost forcing you to take a break soon as you never really used up any of your 'sick days.' Either way, no matter if you decided to come on force of your company or on your own free will, Kuroo was esthetic, and a little prideful, to have you here. So, when you even started cheering, joining in the crowd's big rally to encourage the Japan Men' National team, he couldn't help but beam. His smile grew from ear to ear, turning to look at you and all your immaculate beauty; shouting and cheering like you have loved the sprot since you were a little kid, shouting and cheering like you had done for him when he played with Nekoma. It brought something out of Kuroo, causing his voice to start to bubble deep within his chest and quickly rise; combining together, swirling around and conjoining with all the cheers. Subsequently, he burst out in cheers, joining the rally in supporting the team he helped promote. You had always been able to bring out the best side in Kuroo, and he couldn't ever thank you enough for that.

"What was that?!" Exclaimed Bokuto as he came hurdling, bouncing over to Kuroo after the adrenaline rushing match. Bokuto couldn't hide his big grin or even bigger, contagious personality which quite literally took up the size of the whole stadium; infecting everyone around him with this positive attitude that wasn't easily shaken off. This rub of influence was most notable in Hinata, Astumu, and Yaku who came to quip and question Kuroo as well, having heard his voice yell so loud and clear for their team; something that did not happen often when Kuroo was off on the sidelines of the court, as he tried to keep a more professional attitude. Kuroo turned to the team, some being his long-term friends other old rivals from when he was in high school, and couldn't help but knew his gut instinct was right; he just knew after his outburst they would be rushing him like confused dogs seeing their owner for the first time, excited to bark and jump on them. "Hey! You were all like- AAAHHHH!" Hinata exclaimed, waving his hands frantically in the air as Yaku and Bokuto where right by his side. They were nodding their heads furiously in agreement, and Kuroo couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle. These guys haven't changed much since highschool, he thought to himself as a snicker grew across his lips. Placing his hands in his pockets, Kuroo leaned back a bit in a suave motion that captured the attention of the three players in front of him. "Let's just say, I brought a little 'reinforcement' that inspired me to go all out this one time." Chuckled Kuroo, his snicker growing ever so slightly when he mentioned you, his little reinforcement. Though Hinata gave him a confused look, subsequently with Bokuto tilting his head to the side and scrunching his eyebrows and nose. And as Yaku stood there in thought, wondering who Kuroo could have meant by reinforcement (he hadn't seen anyone particularly special in the crowds or talking to him, before or during the match) you had made your well-timed entrance. Bokuto had been the first to realize you were coming, as you walking in from behind Kuroo (where you had been seated) and he was quick to extend an arm out. He waved frantically, shouting your name as if you couldn't see the group of four and you had been aimlessly wondering around the stadium in search of them. You chuckled slightly at Bokuto's boosting, which was followed by both Hinata and Yaku greeting you as you drew closer. "Hey, long time no see!" Yaku called as you took your spot next to Kuroo, who had promptly wrapped an arm around your waist and drew you closer to him; it was a subconscious habit he had picked up through all the years the two of you had spent together. You didn't mind, in fact you enjoyed being in his arms. So, you didn't pay him any attention as you waved to the three players in front of you. "Hey Bokuto, Hinata, and Yaku. Crazy game, huh?-" You started, your tone as light was whipped cream yet soft and a little hoarse from all the yelling it had suddenly endured. You usually don't raise your voice any louder than normal speaking volume, so the sudden shouting and screaming, crying like the world was ending anytime they lost a set was something I wasn't used to. That, Bokuto knew well; it was only a given with how much he decided to drop by our house unannounced, or even announced. So, it was no shock to you for Bokuto to notice your voice was a little hoarse, "Hey, hey! What happened to you?!" Bokuto asked, as intrigued as a little child. He leaned forward at looked at you with his eyes, all big and round, like he was still captain of the owls; and you couldn't help but chuckle a little. You reached up and rubbed your soar throat, smiling softly at Bokuto as you tried to reassure him and his concerns. "Ah, nothing. I just haven't shouted that much since I was cheering for Kuroo at Nationals." Having been informed of your decision, a surprising one at that, Yaku was the first to realize who Kuroo had been speaking of!

"YOU'RE THE REINFORCEMENT!" Pointed Yaku, his grin beginning to beam from ear to ear as he now understood why Kuroo had been so excited earlier! Only you were able to break Kuroo's professional attitude on the court sidelines, get him to scream and shout like he had been; bringing out the old captain that rested inside of him, a captain that would always look at you during a match and get even more pumped than he had been. Even when he is on his last leg, thighs burning and stamina all depleted, you where one of the major factors that kept him motivated and kept him running that extra step forward. Realization rang in Boktuo and Hinata, "OH!" They both reeled, looking between you and Kuroo as you couldn't help but become rather perplexed by the sudden events. You rubbed the back of your neck, glancing up at Kuroo with one eyebrow scrunched down and the other cocked upwards. There was a sneaky, questioning smile on your face as Kuroo playfully shrugged his shoulders, acting like he had no idea on what they were talking about. You knew he did though. "You were cheering us on?!" Bokuto roared, fists balled in as all the energy he had lost playing Argentina surged back into his body. Hinata looked as shocked, yet ready as Bokuto did; and for some reason you couldn't help but wonder if your cheering was somehow contagious? "Yeah, I was cheering you guys on. You played an amazing game today!" You laughed gently, waving trying to wave off Bokuto's sudden excitement. Yaku's beam couldn't be brighter, but his face soon turned playful, "What did Kuroo bribe you to get you to cheer? Nevertheless, cheer so loud that Kuroo heard you over everyone else in the crowd? Money? A nice date? maybe something m-" "Alright, Yaku, that's enough!" Kuroo was quick to interject, acting as though he was a knight in shining armor; here to save you from anything that the three players tried to through your way. You couldn't help but roll your eyes at Kuroo antics, the ones you knew the best and loved the most. You silently raised your hand, slowly counting down from three to one. When you lowered your first finger, subsequently reaching zero, Kuroo quipped, "Of course, I wouldn't protest if I was able to get some..." Kuroo started but was quickly shut down with you shoving your hand in his face, effectively making him eat his words. Something that caused Yaku to start to howl with laughter, followed by Bokuto. "Nope." You shut Kuroo down completely, causing him to pout into your hand. He reached up, gently took your wrist into his hand, and brought it down to his chest. He melodramatically tossed his head back, sniffling and pouting like a toddler as he drew up his free wrist to wipe away non-existent tears. "Oh, my dear, you pain me so much!" Kuroo cried wolf, "You're so mean to me and for no reason? Is my love not enough for you, do you need my money too? Listen how my heart aches for you, aches at all your harsh words and aches for your touch!-" "I didn't expect Kuroo to still be this whipped for you 5 years into your relationship." Mumbled Akaashi as he now stood next to Bokuto, who seemed more than (playfully) disgusted at Kuroo's show of affection towards you. Yaku was playfully snicking his finger into his mouth, his tongue drawn out as he fake gagged at the whole situation. You were left shaking your head slightly, bitting back giggles at Kuroo. "You know him, never can over the puppy dog phase." I teased as I drew my hand away from Kuroo's chest, reaching back and tauntingly rubbing his back like a parent trying to soothe their little kid. "I feel bad for him sometimes, thinking he needs to act all cute for affection. It hurts, but nothing I do seems to fix it." Akaashi raised a hand to suppress his chuckle, a small grin having lined his lips as Kuroo looked down at you bum hurt at your statement; maybe he was also hurt that you played along with Akaashi and not him. He was prompt to place a hand on his waist and look away, "Well, at least you love it. I can saw that for sure." Kuroo huffed, causing you to chuckle.

"Yes, I do love your weird, childish antics as much as I love you and your bed head, Tetsurou." I squished Kuroo's face, forcing him to make duck lips so I could entertain myself with his slightly scrunched face. Yaku seemed very much entertained about the duck lips himself as he sneakily took a photo of Kuroo, his camera shutter being the only thing that gave it away. "Shit." Yaku mumbled as Kuroo whipped his head around towards the Libero. "HEY! Yaku what the hell-!?" Subsequently, Bokuto sprung at the chance to try and retrieve the photo from Yaku before Kuroo could take his phone and delete it.

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GYARU!! (Various!Tokyo Revengers X Gyaru!Reader) Pt. 2

Hoshino (Y/N) is a laidback, yet well-mannered girl who has little to no aspirations in life besides shopping, the newest trends, and having fun. Because of how she expresses herself she is what many people call a Gyaru.

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The first half of classes ended as the bell chimed.

It was now lunch break, and I was rushing to place my supplies away like many of the other students. Once I put everything away, I took out my bento and wallet before rushing to the first-floor vending machine. As I surveyed the machine for a drink I spotted (F/D) and paid.

After inserting the coins into the machine I selected my drink and placed my wallet back into my pocket. As I waited for the drink to fall into the slot my phone chimed. I flipped it open to find a message from Nozomi.

— Zumi♢ — __________________________

We're on the roof whenever you plan on coming ♪('ε｀ )

12:30 pm

__________________________

As I typed my response, I bent down to collect my drink before walking off.

— Zumi♢ — __________________________

We're on the roof whenever you plan on coming ♪('ε｀ ) 12:30 pm Alright, I'm about to head up ( ' ▽｀) [ SEND → ]

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However, as I was about to send my message to Nozomi, I bumped into someone, which only sent my phone flying. I immediately apologized before bending down to pick up my phone. As I rose I noticed the someone I bumped into was none other than Tachibana Hinata.

Earlier in the year, rumors were circulating about her having a crush on some guy in my class, I think his name was Hanagaki.

Tachibana anxiously apologized to me as our eyes met "I'm sorry for bumping into you Hoshino-san." She could be timid at times but spoke up when needed. I shared a class with her last year but we were no more than acquaintances. I quickly brushed off her apology "No worries, Tachibana - Chan, I was distracted so it's my fault. Are you on the way to eat with Hanagaki?"

The girl's face began to turn red as she denied my question, "N-No I wasn't-t planning to eat with Takemichi-kun, I was j-just on my way to get a d-drink!!" I laughed as the girl stuttered, it must be nice to have a boyfriend, "Well, enjoy your lunch, it was nice seeing you again!" I said as I walked off in the direction of the stairs leaving the flustered girl behind.

After climbing the steps I pushed open the door leading to the roof. Near the railing sat Nozomi, Akane, and Chitose. Who were enjoying their lunches and chatting away. As I approached them Nozomi exclaimed, "What took you so long? Did you get dress-coded on the way here??"

I laughed as I set my things down, "I ran into Tachibana-chan and got distracted." Chitose perked up, "That girl from class 1 that's dating a delinquent?" This information was new to me, "I didn't know Hanagaki was a delinquent.."

Nozomi briefly stopped eating to chime in, "Yeah, I think I've seen him hang around a gang of weirdos dressed just like him too."

Akane interjected, "They're always wearing those lame pants twice their size." We all laughed and continued eating our lunches.

"Speaking of delinquents, let's continue speaking about your boyfriend, Nozomi." Chitose prompted. We directed our gaze to the said girl as she finished her lunch. "Oh yeah, Kiyomasa is in a gang and I'm positive you guys have seen him with me?" She stated before taking a sip out of her water bottle. The rest of us looked at each other in confusion. Nozomi had never introduced us to Kiyomasa, or any dude she messed around with. "Remember two weeks ago when that new cafe opened, and we all planned to visit, but I bailed last minute?" Nozomi stated nonchalantly.

Two weeks ago, before class, we planned to visit a cafe that had just opened nearby. Once school ended, Nozomi got held behind, so we were forced to wait for her. Then when she finally arrived, she stated that she had a date to go on instead of hanging out with us. We were all a little upset since it was last minute but the three of us still went nonetheless.

We nodded our heads encouraging the girl to continue. "That dude I rushed over to afterward was Kiyomasa."

As I recalled the events in my head a brief image of Kiyomasa appeared. Kiyomasa was tall and fit the description of a typical delinquent. However, one thing that I remember distinctly was the scar on his left eyebrow.

"I think the gang is called "Tokyo Manji" or something, I heard they're well known around Shibuya." She continued arrogantly.

Akane then spoke up, "I think I've heard of em', I once heard a story of them beating up a gang of high schoolers." This caused my jaw to drop, "which year are they?" I asked. "Same as us," Chitose stated as she took out her phone.

'Middle schoolers beating up high schoolers? That's impossible.' Most of the high schoolers I encountered were twice my size and arrogant. "Well make sure to stay safe," I stated anxiously as I finished my meal and drink.

The conversation didn't continue from there, as another topic began. Although it didn't last long before the bell rang, signifying the start of afternoon classes.

We gathered our Bentos and trash before separating again and heading to our classrooms.

As school neared its end, the teacher began to give a summary of the lesson before asking "Any questions?" To which they received no response, allowing us to be released for the day just as the final bell chimed. After placing all my supplies away I headed to my shoe locker to gather my outside shoes. After placing on my shoes, my phone chimed again but it was a text from my mom.

— Mom♡ — __________________________

When you're on the way home pick up anything you want to eat for breakfast and lunch tomorrow. I have to visit your grandma in Chiba and won't be home for the day.

3:20 pm

OK! See you when I get home

[ SEND → ] __________________________

After texting back I headed the opposite way home to the nearest convenience store. As I walked I placed in my earbuds and continued my playlist from earlier. I then got a text from Nozomi, Chitose, and Akane, talking about random things and homework. After school, we continued talking through text since Akane had music club activities, and Chitose had student council activities. Although Nozomi wasn't in a club she tended to get a ride home or had a date to go on.

Resulting in me going home alone. Joining a club never seemed that interesting to me, and going home late added to the list of cons.

I took my time walking to the convenience store since I wasn't in a rush.

I even stopped to get a crepe at a stand nearby. After paying, the stand owner told me to be careful and warned me about some delinquents meeting nearby. I gave them a brief thank you before finding a bench to enjoy my crepe. By the time I finished the dessert, it was 4:00 pm.I need to start heading home.

I stretched as I rose from the bench and brushed off my skirt.

I then gathered any trash before throwing it out in a nearby bin. My journey was far from over but it wouldn't be long before I made it to the convenience store.

As I walked, I passed the park stadium which was inhabited by a couple of delinquents who seemed to be leaving. I tried my best to ignore their conversation and mind my business but something caught my attention.

"You guys belong to the Tokyo Manji Gang, right? I'd like to meet one of the leaders"

'Tokyo Manji? Tokyo Manji is the gang Kiyomasa's in, maybe he's here?' I halted and decided to hide behind a nearby tree to continue listening to the conversation. With this new angle, I could see everything that was going on. There were 7 people total, but the one talking didn't seem as associated with the other 6. He had short blond hair and was covered in dirt and numerous bruises.

Meanwhile, the other 6 didn't even have a wrinkle in their uniforms. Most were smoking cigarettes, and one of them even had a mask pulled down to his chin. 'It's hard to distinguish them from each other they all look the same.'

"Either Sano or Kisaki...I was wondering if that'd be possible somehow. Oh, if not, I understand." The blond continued sheepishly as he rubbed his head.

Something in the air changed as he finished his sentence and it wasn't long before the delinquent closest to the top of the staircase abruptly stopped. He then took his cigarette out before crushing it between his fingers, it wasn't until he turned around that I could get a look at his face, it was none other than Kiyomasa.

"Bring me my bat", Kiyomasa commanded.

As soon as those words left Kiyomasa's mouth the others around him rushed to follow his order. It wasn't long before Kiyomasa began beating the blond with the bat and all I could do was stand and watch. I couldn't bring myself to move, I was frozen in fear, and I couldn't even tear my eyes away from the scene. Kiyomasa continued his relentless beating even as the blond mumbled out apologies.

I thought it would never end but the delinquents surrounding the pair began to get antsy. "H-Hey...Maybe we should stop him soon." Another chimed "Uh, yeah..." Then a third, "Kiyomasa! Dude, stop! You're gonna kill him!"

But their words didn't stop the boy instead they urged him to continue. It wasn't until one of them grabbed Kiyomasa by his shoulder that the torture ended. Kiyomasa dropped his bat before calling out to the boy beneath him but he received no response. The blond splayed out beneath him fighting to stay conscious.

His uniform was even more scuffed, and it was now covered in blood in addition to the dirt. His face was covered in scrapes and bruises and blood trickled from his head and nose.

"Wake your ass up, Hanagaki.", Kiyomasa demanded as he flipped the boy over on his back before stepping on him.

'So that's Hanagaki, Tachibana-chan's boyfriend. Does she know about this? Where is she, is she safe?'

My mind was running wild with thoughts, but all I could do was stand and listen. Hanagaki began to rise, bringing himself up to a seated position in front of Kiyomasa. The scarred delinquent then crouched down bringing himself to eye-level with Hanagaki.

"The next time Sano-kun's name comes outta your mouth. You get it, don't you? I'll kill you."

After finishing his threat Kiyomasa and the rest of his crew began to leave the stadium. Leaving behind the battered and bruised Hanagaki panting and crying.

Once Kiyomasa's crew was out of sight, the boy attempted to run off but tripped. His left leg was sprained, I wouldn't be surprised if it was broken. But before he could try again I quickly left my hiding spot and called out, "Stop! Don't move!" The boy's eyes widened as I approached him from the top of the steps.

He tried to gather himself and brush off his tears but failed. "Ah, sorry I was just leaving, sorry if I'm causing any trouble."

'Is he really trying to play it off?' I quickly shook my head before stating, "No need to act tough. I saw everything. I'm sorry I'm only now stepping in." Hanagaki was shocked but it wasn't long before a defeated expression fell on his face. "Oh...well don't worry about me I'm fine! Really!"

"As if," I stated before kneeling in front of him. I began digging through my bag for anything to help the boy and It wasn't long before I found my blue handkerchief, "Here use this to wipe your face."

He reluctantly accepted the cloth before wiping his face. That was the only thing I could offer besides my school supplies, which wouldn't be much help.

Then it struck me, 'The convenience store, I was on my way anyway I might as well get some bandaids or something for him.' I quickly rose to my feet before gathering my bag. "Stay here. I'll be back, don't move."

I began running in the direction of the convenience store and eventually made it to my destination. As I entered the store, I made a beeline for the first aid.

I picked up bandaids and antiseptic wipes before picking up some breakfast and lunch for tomorrow. I also picked up a melon pan for Hanagaki and some drinks.

Once I was certain I had gathered everything needed I made my way to the register. As the clerk scanned my items I took out my wallet ready to pay for everything. "That'll bring your total to ¥1,878."

I paid and they quickly bagged my items before giving me my change and bidding me "Goodnight". Swiftly grabbing the bag I made my way back to the park.

I was relieved to find Hanagaki patiently waiting and his face wasn't as bloody thanks to the handkerchief. "I'm back, thanks for waiting." I said before taking a seat next to the blond, taking out the items I bought for him.

As soon as he realized what I'd done for him, he became bashful, "Ah! You didn't have to buy all that for me..."

I shook my head, and took out one of the antiseptic wipes, "Don't worry about it. It's the least I could do. Could you turn towards me?"

Quickly following my instructions he turned his face towards me before suddenly turning away. "What's wrong?"

The boy quickly responded, "Nothing!" as his face turned red.

"Well I can't treat you if I can't see your face," I stated as I rolled my eyes. He then turned towards me again with his eyes screwed shut. Ignoring it I began patching him up and disinfecting his wounds. 'I don't understand what the big deal is.'

"There, I'm done," I stated as I placed the last bandaid on his cheek. As the boy opened his eyes I put the leftover first aid back in my bag.

He brought a hand to his face before thanking me. I brushed it off saying that it wasn't a big deal before taking a water and melon pan. "Here."

Hanagaki was shocked, and once again tried to refuse the items, but I wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"Like I said it's no big deal. You don't have to pay me back." I said as I shoved the items into his hands. It's almost 6 pm I have to head home before mom starts worrying. I then got up and began gathering my stuff as Hanagaki continued to ramble.

And just as I was about to walk off Hanagaki shouted out. "Wait! Where are you going?"

"I gotta get home, it's late. Don't get into any more trouble alright?"

"But wait! You didn't tell me your name!"

"Oh, you're right, my name's Hoshino Y/N," I said flashing him a peace sign.

"Hanagaki Takemichi, nice to meet you."

"Well, it was nice meetcha you too, see ya tomorrow. Bye bye! I said before finally running off, leaving behind a confused Hanagaki.

"Tomorrow?" The blond wondered as he opened the snacks.

☆ Out of everyone in the group (Y/N, Nozomi, Akane, Chitose) Y/N is the only one who hasn't had a significant other.

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ooc; TOA Anniversary Munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

tagging: you! come closer

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Name: Ree

Pronouns: they/them, although anything goes tbh

Birthday (no year): April 23

Where are you from? What is your time zone? US, CST currently

Roleplay experience: 20 years? Something around there

Got any pets? Two calicos

Favorite time of year: Spring

Some interests and things you like: Music, linguistics, learning about wildlife, nature in general, psychology

Some funfacts & trivia about you: My family had a pet toucan when I was growing up

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? Onmyoji, Genshin Impact and Honkai Star Rail, Pokemon (all mainline), SMT, Monster Hunter, Nier

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Ghost, favorite pokemon is hard though. My go-to is Mismagius, but runners up are Scrafty, Trubbish, and Crobat (as Rai has said, I've got evil team grunt energy)

How did you get into Fire Emblem? Someone mentioned to me that your units could perma-die and I was on board immediately.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? All of them

First Fire Emblem game: Awakening, followed by the incorrect decision to play Shadow Dragon (1990)

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Shadows of Valentia for the quality, Gaiden for the nostalgia

Any Fire Emblem crushes? Down bad for Tharja when I played Awakening

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? - Awakening: Chrom (against my will) - Fates: Hinata - Three Houses: Edelgard - Engage: None

Favorite Fire Emblem class: Varies by game, I do like bows and mages though

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? High res low speed dark mage

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Black Eagles

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? Maybe Lyn or Leif

How did you find TOA? Planted my flag in the earth and said Here Be TOA

Current TOA muses: Julius & Griss

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Hubert. Bringing him back would be dependent on circumstances and if I ever replayed 3H

Have you had any other TOA muses? Other than Hubert, Aelfric, Pelleas, Berkut, Salem, Fáfnir, Limstella, and Jeritza

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? It used to be serious knightly types, but I think since TOA, I've gravitated more toward characters who are confrontational or can stir up the status quo.

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? Past tense!! Past tense!!! I usually try to match my partner so I almost never get to write in past tense these days, but my writing comes so much more easily in past tense. I also enjoy writing grand, sweeping scenes and descriptions of places/things.

Favorite TOA-related memory: Team Justice during Lock & Key is still my favorite event experience to this day.

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? Kishuna still lurks somewhere in the back of my mind, but the time hasn't been right. Ronan as well

#out of character #munday meme #// thank you I was looking for something to procrastinate work with

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Warnings: graphic depictions of violence

Summary: Where Hinata watches every single moment behind the scenes with the royal heir to the throne

Hinata has worked hard for his position.

Being the best knight in the country was a feat even his brother could never dream to accomplish. He was a hero. He was special. Yet, as the only royal swings their way to the position and sends him to his knees, he realizes just how weak he is. The sword that rested on his shoulders that dawn from the swing terrified him. Yet, the only words he could hear from their lips was mindless praise. He possessed no aura, yet he beat those with magic. It was impressive.

However, a royal first in line for the throne can not be the head guard, so Hinata was dutifully handed his position back. Yet, the sword on his shoulder was heavy. He wasn't the best at his skill. The glittering smile on your face as you bragged about him was evidence.

Then, the emperor appoints him as your personal knight, forcing you to drag him along everywhere you went.

Hinata finds that the heir is a woefully vibrant person. They sprint in the palace halls, greeting maids and servants by name. Hinata chases after them, their laughter bouncing off the pillars. They're never on time to class, yet they remember everything taught during the shortened period. They receive foreign embassies with grace, a perfected smile on their face. The heir to the throne, Hinata finds, is an incredibly normal person. He's conflicted.

Yet, you are royalty. The well-kept hair and dazzling eyes are a sign of it. You dress in silk from foreign imports; and you dine on tea from the east. Your room's accessories are decorated with gems from all over, yet you choose to wear the royal crest alone. The oil on your lips from the maids each morning is to keep you pretty. You weren't marrying out, yet a royal has to keep their appearance.

He finds you whining when the maids fix your hair and press the oil to your lips. What was the point? The public didn't even know what you look like. Isn't this all to show the palace only? Why couldn't you go around looking average for once and learn about a commoner's life? It wasn't possible that everyone poor and from the slums were criminals. Hell, if that were the case, then half of the palace guards would be evil. Well, that was the other issue. There's corruption in the knights of the palace.

Hinata listens to you ramble each morning, and he watches as you switch servants faster than your parents. Four thousand coins to get out. The maids rush out immediately, and you scoff at it. The knights are the same. The first four guards all ran off after a couple of sparring sessions. The royal guard is supposed to be free of corruption, yet you clear people like flies. Everything had corruption, and it just so happened that the royal guard was the worst.

He also finds that you hate the nobility. Despite dressing perfectly and having both men and women alike flood to you, you still despise customs. Yet, he watches you smile gracefully, thanking a baron for his contributions to the kingdom despite having kicked his spy out the previous night. You tell him one night that that's what it takes to survive in the court.

Yet, as Hinata watches people pass and leave, he wonders if you had ever gotten betrothed to someone.

"No," You shake the paper to dry the ink. "You're asking if I have a fiancé, right?"

Hinata pauses, blinking at you. "How'd you know?"

"It's written all over your face," You place the paper onto the finished stack. "I wondered that when I was young as well."

"And?"

"Mother wants me to marry for love," You smile at him, eyes closed, forming crescents. "Our kingdom is prosperous enough for me to marry who I want without political ties. Why? Thinking about marriage already, Hinata?"

"No," He shakes his head, the pink on his cheeks. "Just wondering."

"Mm."

The knock on your door sends you back into business mode.

The kingdom runs on perfect rails on the outside, yet with prosperity comes issues. The nobility is corrupt, and there's always some distant relative looking to usurp the throne or something. You don't know. You don't remember. But to you, it's always amusing to find someone to take out stress on. In a way, it's twisted of you. Hinata knows, yet he's grown used to the blood-curling screams that burst his eardrums when he's down in the dungeon with you.

Hinata's first time watching you deal with people like that scared him shitless.

"Your highness, they're here," The aide calls, and you smile.

"Did you get the information?"

"Yes." He nods. "it's all been recorded."

The aide places a recording device on the table, and you chuckle.

Hinata watches you stand up and walk to the bookshelf.

"Come on," You pull a book on the shelf, and Hinata walks down the stairs with you. The walls are mossy from neglect, and the rocks look crumbled. He wonders if it would collapse at any moment. Yet, the patches of cement on the wall look new. It's messily put together. It resembles an emergency escape more than a corridor.

Halfway down, you pull a sword, seemingly for decoration, from the wall. He wonders why you'd need a sword, yet he doesn't say anything. You hadn't thrown anything off and complained about the dress earlier. Well, it's not like it matters. Other for the sound of the tip of the sword scratching the stone; It hurts his ears.

Hinata stares at the room. The soles of his boots click against the stone floor, water dripping down the side of the wall.

Chained to a wall is a knight. He recognizes him. It was the knight that had been offered two million coins and denied it. The chains are stained with black, an overwhelming smell of metal flooding his senses. It's horrifying. It's bizarre. Hinata turns to stare at the water drop from the ceiling. In the back, he hears a rodent scurry into the wall. His eyes drop to the gathering pool of liquid.

plick

shlick

Hinata watches the pool of water turn red. The stench of iron pools in the air, and he scrunches his nose. He turns, staring at the man's empty eye socket. The optic nerve dangles out of the lids, blood running down the edge of the man's face. He wants to throw up. The red mixes with the green of the moss, turning it a churning brown. Oh. As much as he wants to save himself, you come first.

"Your highness. Don't loo-"

He watches you crouch and flick the eyeball, causing it to rock back and forth. The smile on your face is chilling, and the man hunches over in pain, no scream escaping his lips. Hinata's terrified.

Suddenly, the black on the chains looks familiar.

The red stains the floor as you cut off the eye from the nerve. The man screams, and Hinata looks away. The battlefield was bloody, yet somehow you made this seem worse. He hears each slice and stab, the smell of iron ripping through the air. Nothing is muffled out by war cries as a battlefield; he hears each squelch and slide that your blade makes. He also sees every look of insanity that bleeds past your eyes, something he surprisingly he grows numb to. The aura from your sword is terrifying, yet the man never dies.

Hinata finds it like a never-ending nightmare.

"Hm," You wipe the blood with your dress, Hinata's eyes widening.

"Your maje-"

"Shush," You stab the sword next to the man, leaning to his face. "So? Was it fun? Telling Baron Walting all about how I sleep with my personal guard? How I would moan the most sinful noises while he rested between my thighs while I worked for the kingdom? Hm?"

Hinata watches, unable to tear his eyes away from your words.

"That I rewarded him with riches that only the nobility could imagine?" You pull the sword from the ground, and you stab it into the man's bloody shoulder. "That I moan his name like a prayer? What gains do you get from slandering the little sun of the empire? Let me guess. Fame? Riches? A title? Foolish little boy."

As you stab the blade through his genitals, Hinata closes his eyes and turns away.

The scream is horrifying to the ears. It bursts Hinata's ears, rendering him deaf. He doesn't open his eyes until you tap him on the shoulder to drag him upstairs. The skirt of your dress is stained with blood, leaving a red path as you trek up the stairs. He walks behind you, glancing at the knight one last time before following you up.

The walk up is much longer than the walk down.

Hinata stares at you pause and take a step down. Pressing your hands over his ears, he watches your lips move. A light green flutters around the male, his hearing restored. He doesn't expect to hear anything, yet he watches your lips move, words registering a little slow.

"If you want to quit, I can cast a spell to make you forget and hand you four million coins." You shrug, holding the bookcase open for him. He glances at you, shaking his head.

"You pay me much more than that per year. It'd be a loss on my end. Besides, I swore to serve you until my last breath." He removes his gloves. "May I toss these?"

"Of course," You grin, stabbing the sword into your skirt, cutting it off. "You have nice eyes," You tap your cheek. "One's a warning red, and the other one's a dazzling shade of green. They remind me of someone."

"Do they?"

"Mm," You laugh, waving Hinata over. "Help me out with the corset, will you? It's all bloody."

Hinata's fingers loop under the lace, loosening it. He slides the ribbon from one side to the next and then the other side. The red colors his fingers, yet he stares gently at the ruby of the ribbon. The corset has been stained beyond repair, and he tugs gently as he finally gets the string off. His hands wrap around your waist, peeling the corset off, the sound of the dried blood cracking off the corset. You smile at him, lips red from the oil.

"Thank you, Hinata," You hum. "Shall I reward you?"

"What is there to reward?" He hums. "You pay me splendidly."

"Perhaps a title?" You tap your chin. "Or something else?"

"I do not wish for the little sun's love," He sighs, picking up the ripped skirt and draping it over his arm. "Shall I discard these?"

"No need," You smile. "Frederick!"

The shadow knight forms out of the air, bowing at you. You toss him your skirt, and Hinata hands him his gloves.

"Anything else, your highness?"

"Perhaps... clear out the dungeon. I don't care about stains, I just want the corpse gone."

"Yes," He disappears like he appeared, silently, without word.

Hinata runs his hand through his hair, and you toss the sword down the stairs before you close the shelf. It closes with a thud, and Hinata stares at the books. It felt unreal. The little sun of the kingdom who knew each servant by name was the same killer who destroyed traitors within the castle. But he supposes that you're not too different from him.

The sun and moon of the empire rest in the luxury of the royal palace. Hinata's been placed in the room next to yours for easy access, and he notes all the disgusting remarks from the servants when he walks around without you. The little sun's guard. The little sun's whore. Rumors of the two of you sleeping together spread like wildfire, yet as the number of servants goes down gradually day by day, so do the words. Hinata can't tell if you're bothered by it or bothered for him. He's not sure.

The sun and moon rise with you each morning.

The sun stays in the sky for the time that you work and take classes, and the moon rises when you turn the bookshelf for your nightly endeavors. Some days, the room at the bottom of the stairs is a delicate garden. Other days, the room is a torture chamber like the first day. Hinata's figured out that the room is run with magic. It was like moving time and space to create a new region. There's a sense of awe, yet there's also a sense of confusion.

Well, he would enjoy what he could. The paperwork you stack on him is insane.

"Your highness, isn't this too much?"

"Eh," You shrug, finishing another stack. "The people want what they want; The nobles are picky assholes; and I want to stab someone right now. Where's Matsuda?"

"Day off with his lover," Hinata lifts his head from the invitations. "Marchioness Trinity wants you at her tea party."

"Accept."

"Duchess Solaris?"

"Ehhh... send her a response inviting her to my tea party next week." You wave it off. "I don't like her residence."

"Oh," He pauses. "Princess Sonia is visiting next week."

"Don't worry about that," You sign another document. "She's only visiting for diplomatic purposes. We'll sit down to have tea together."

"And?"

"Nothing else," You shrug. "Did she say anything else in the letter?"

"She sent this," Hinata stands up, handing you a tube.

"Ah! My lipstick!" You beam. "Now the maids won't yell at me for having chapped lips."

Hinata watches you press the balm to your lips, a gentle glow settling on them.

"Magic?"

"The specialty of the Neverminds," You grin. "Magic. It's something reserved for the royals only."

"I see," He hums.

If the little sun of the kingdom was the next in line for the throne, then so would the little moon. To you, there is nothing that stands between the throne and you except your cousins. You can't kill them for a lot of reasons, but the teatime that makes Hinata more uncomfortable than your torture sessions was definitely an option.

"Cousin," The male smiles. "Don't you think that mother has been kind recently?"

"Incredibly so," You press the teacup to your lips. "She's even let you into the palace."

"The little sun sure has a sharp tongue."

"Is that so?" You smile gently. "Hinata, fetch me the gift, please?"

"Of course, your highness," Hinata bows to leave, and your eyes trail on his figure.

"If I secure the marriage deal with the princess, then I'd be more fit for the throne, no?" The male smiles.

"That's cute," You mix the milk into the tea. "But not enough. The only chance of you becoming the little sun is by killing me off."

"Still using magic in your tea?"

"You never know when you'll be poisoned," You smile, the corner of your lips quirked up. "Gotta be careful. Hm?"

Hinata comes back to the male coughing violently. He holds the box in his hands, no emotion on his face. Knuckles white from gripping the cloth, he coughs harshly, blood flying out. Hinata stares emotionlessly at the male, and you wave him over. He opens the box, the bottle of white liquid sitting at the center. You hold it by it's tip, the bottle slipping down gently. The look in your eyes is one to kill, yet your cousin doesn't die.

"It melts your organs. How do you feel?" You smile, tossing the white bottle in front of him. He scrambles to grab it, taking it in one breath. He pants, blood still tricking down his chin onto the white marble. The white mixes with the red, turning it into a pretty pink. The setting sun glares against your back, coating you in a scintillating glow. Your eyes look red under the sun, and the sneer on your face was terrifying. Hinata doesn't look away this time, only closing his eyes.

Your cousin heaves, chest rising. You have him arched over like a dog at your feet.

"So? What was that about my mother being a whore and my father a pimp?"

Hinata gets it now.

Hinata finds you strange; you find him to be intriguing.

He flinches when you kill someone, yet he has no clear expression on his face when he stabs an assassin through the neck. The blood splatters all over his cheek and uniform, yet he makes no move to clean himself up. The body drops with a thud in your bedroom, and he tosses his gloves. Ditching the accessories of the uniform, he stares at you shift in your sleep.

"Hinata?"

"Shhh," he slides his hand over your eyes. "It's safe to rest, your highness."

And you listen to him.

Much like the red of the curtains and blood, the two of you live with no strings attached. He serves you as his master, and you live as the next monarch of the empire. He trails after you with a collar on his neck, and you lead the country one step at a time. The corrupt fall one at a time, and your palace fills one maid at a time. It's a strange feeling, the way the corrupt shatter and break at each chance given. It's a snake, yet it wasn't.

Hinata isn't sure what you are.

But you're definitely not normal.

"I have a family emergency next week. I won't be able to attend next to you," Hinata bows. "My apologies."

"No worries," You wave. "Take that to Mother and then you can leave. I'll handle myself for a week."

During the week that Hinata leaves, you busy yourself with state affairs. Meeting with the princesses, dukes, duchesses. You meet with everyone. Problems are handled with grace, and you call for your aide to keep side when Hinata can't.

"Duke Kamukura," You smile as he bows, taking your hand to place a kiss on it. "Yearly visit?"

"Yes, your highness," He hums.

"Did you finish the work?" You wave the servants off, them closing the door to the crystal garden behind you.

"I did," He nods. "I received word that Baron Walting is planning an uprising again. He contacted me to join his forces. Shall I send a proxy?"

"You know what I want," You gesture for him to sit, and he follows. "How's your darling?"

"Holding up well," He smiles. "She's especially good at running the mansion while I'm off at war."

"That's good," You smile. "It would be beneficial for an alliance, hm?"

"As king consort, perhaps," He taps the china. "Why? How's your guard you write about?"

"He took the week off," You smile. "Ah, have I ever told you that you have gorgeous red eyes? They look like a warning sign."

Kamukura hums, drinking the tea. "Is that so?"

"Yeah," You smile. "It reminds me of my knight."

"You refer to him as knight?"

"I'd call him my aide, but he doesn't have that official title," You shrug. "Ah, right. I heard Duchess Enoshima was hosting a ball soon."

"She sent out invitations just today," He nods. "You'll go?"

"I need a partner if I do," You sigh. "Oh, well. I'm sure Marquis Komaeda would be thrilled to go with me."

"He'd reject you since it's Enoshima's ball."

"That's the point," You lean on your palm, grinning.

Hinata returns to the palace to find his mountain work of papers gone.

"Ah, Hinata! You're back!" You clasp your hands together, buried under a pile of invitations.

"Your highness..." He pulls you out of the glitter and paper, and he sighs. "What's to come? You seemed really productive."

"Oh, no," You laugh. "That was all Duke Kamukura's doing."

"Duke Kamukura?"

"Yes," You smile. "Now, help me out with the letters? Those are the ones with colored seal, and the regular seals are thrown over there."

"I thought you usually threw the letters of the commonfolk." Hinata starts organizing, tossing letters left and right.

"Not this time," You hum, opening the nobility's letters. "Toss these four into the fire."

Hinata throws them with practiced aim as you rip open another four.

"Why is everyone sending me marriage requests," You grimace. "It's like... they're assholes."

"Are they not? That's what the nobility is." Hinata sends you a letter.

"Oh, from the Marquis," You beam, opening the letter. "As expected!! He said no! Too bad, imperial orders."

"Huh?"

"Enoshima's ball." You grin, throwing the letter into the fire. "Oh, I do hope Duke Kamukura shows up for once."

"He won't," Hinata organizes the letters, filtering out the bad ones. "Not when I'm anywhere near you."

"He dislikes you?"

"Well, we are siblings, after all," Hinata shrugs. "He's adopted, yet he holds the title of duke. He's threatened whenever I'm around."

"I suppose," You shrug, raising a brow at the letter. "Say, Hinata."

"Yes?"

"How's the situation in the east? That's where you're from, right?"

"Yes. The plague is spreading, but Izuru is capable enough. It should stop soon." Hinata pauses at the letter. "To me."

"from whom?"

"Ah, the emperor and empress."

"Probably about the annual assessment again."

It isn't. It's to summon an audience with him alone. You send him off, heading off for the ball that night. The audience with the royals is in the crystal garden, no blood or poison involved this time. Hinata listens to the emperor ramble about how lovely of a child you are. He presses the tea to his lips, and the emperor smiles.

"It's around the age where my darling child should be looking for a spouse," He smiles at the tea. "Don't you agree?"

"Yes, your imperial majesty," Hinata nods.

"Yes, and we considered pushing them to find someone, but our words are just useless nagging, are they not?" The emperor laughs.

"I doubt the little sun thinks that way." Hinata smiles.

"Oh, they must love to pretend then," He chuckles. The laugh of the ruler is hearty, rumbling through the glass palace. "They don't like communicating with us. They handle castle affairs wonderfully, arguably, even perfectly; yet, they don't like talking to us. Did we do something wrong as their parents?"

"No," Hinata smiles. "They may not say it, but they're thankful for you both."

"That sounds like them," The empress smiles. "But, they still need a little nudge to get married. That's why we wanted to sit down with you today."

"How do you feel about marrying our child?"

Hinata pauses, blinking at the two.

"Your majesty?"

"Yes?"

"I think I heard you both wrong," Hinata laughs awkwardly.

"No," The empress smiles. "What do you think about our child?"

"I have no interest in the throne," Hinata sighs. "I wouldn't be a good king consort either."

"I'm sure you would," The emperor waves the servant over to pour more tea. "You handle all of their invitations, no?"

"I do," He nods. "But I still don't think..."

"It does not matter," The servant pours the tea, and Hinata glances at the brown in his cup. "The only lover a ruler needs is one that will support them through thick and thin. Our bloodline does not lack one or two royals. If anything, it would only cause genetic problems if we continued marrying within the royal families."

Hinata stares at the emperor.

"Even if you don't, please do nudge them for us."

Hinata returns the next day to you leaned over in your chair in pain. The groan that escapes your lips catches Hinata off guard. "Your... highness?"

"Do you wanna get married," You sit up, staring him in the eye.

"You're just like the emperor and empress," He walks over, lifting a stack of papers off your desk.

"No, I'm serious." You deadpan. "I want to marry you."

"Too bad I don't want to be king consort." Hinata drops the papers on his desk.

"Is that the only reason?"

"I already deal with enough assassins while you rest," He hums.

"Well you're stuck doing it your entire life, so you might as well get married to me," You huff, starting on the papers again. "Besides, at least you're free to do what you want with the treasury when you're king."

Hinata sighs. "Can I think about it?"

"Of course," You grin. "You have until the royal banquet."

"Isn't that in four months?"

"It is," You sign another document, stacking it. "Speaking of which, did mother or father tell you why I have so much paperwork?"

"No," Hinata throws an invitation to you. "Marriage. Duke Kamukura?"

"He sent me a marriage letter?" You gasp, cutting it open. "No. Oh."

Hinata raises a brow, and you grimace. "Shall we go on a walk for a bit? I'll tell you when we get back."

"Yes," Hinata opens the door for you, and you skip down the hall.

The flurry of servants you once greeted by name are all busy attending to the palace, running around to attend the springtime decorations. The end of winter rustles with the melting snow. Hinata follows behind you, watching the servants start at the flowers and water them. You pause at the wall.

"Your highness, you can't do that," Hinata mumbles as you wave at the palace guards.

"You're here with me, no?" You glance around, tossing the decorations to the side. You scale the palace wall, hopping over it with ease. Hinata chases after you, desperate to not get scolded by the emperor or empress. He jumps after you, chasing you down as you sprint through the forest.

Your footsteps echo through the forest as you make it to town. Ditching the wig the empress made you wear, you slide down the hill, hair free from the blonde wig that symbolized royalty. The village folk adore the colors that people are born naturally with. Landing with an abrupt stop, you run through the grass to the village path.

Hinata steps next to you, sighing as you stare at the village stalls in excitement.

You visit the village to destress. The palace guards let you roam around as long as Hinata is with you. Even if you got scratches or jumped, the two of you dealt with it easily. You lack nothing in terms of strength compared to him. If anything, you were stronger than him.

Hinata watches you interact with the villagers, asking questions about how crops were doing and if anything happened in the nobility. The commoners talk with you casually; no one's aware of your status. Even if they were, it wasn't like they would cower in fear. You had started writing back to the commoners to gain a grasp on their situations. Most of them seemed to be avoidable.

The sun burns Hinata's skin as he walks back up the hill with you.

"You did excellent today, Hinata-kun," You grin, stepping on the leaves.

He sighs, carrying the trinkets you had bought. "is that so?"

"Yes," You beam, pausing in your steps. The gates are just ahead.

"Your highness?"

"Just a moment," You rest your hands on his shoulder and press a kiss to his cheek. "Thank you, my knight."

Hinata turns red, sputtering incomprehensible phrases as you skip ahead.

Suddenly, the sun isn't the only thing burning his skin.

The two of you stay silent until you reach the comfort of your office.

"A rebellion broke out in the east again." You sit at your seat, rereading the letter.

"Why was it signed as a marriage letter?"

"Oh, that means it's not from Kamukura," You lean back to get a better look at the wording. "They want to send you with reinforcements."

"Can I?"

"You better come back alive," You sigh. "Go ahead."

Hinata heads to war within a week. As much as you worry for him, you wish him luck. Attaching a handkerchief to his sword, you stare at his face fall. Your eyes are far away as he rides off with the troops. The queen mother presses her hands to your shoulders in an attempt to comfort you, and you bite your bottom lip. It felt strange. You'd have to go back to putting up magic barriers around you when you sleep.

Hinata's days on the battlefield are not much different from the days under your care. He leads troops, sending out orders under the imperial family's name. You bring in the Marquis to help with the paperwork, and he laughs airily whenever you throw your head back to complain. You were in charge of the royal ball this time around. It was the debutante of four of the seven dukes' daughters. You want to die.

"You look as though your soul were dead," Komaeda chuckles, stamping another paper.

"I feel as though my body has died," You cry. "I MISS HINATA!!!"

"I'm sure Hinata-kun will come back soon," Komaeda waves the papers in his hand. "Papers about the rebellion."

"Ah," You stare at the writer. "I know who it is now. Prepare the pen and paper; I'm writing to him."

"Yes, your highness."

Hinata arrives at camp, greeted by a letter at his desk from you. It's been opened. He reads through the letter, detailing him about your day. He reads through it, and he pauses at the line.

the newspapers were so dazzling today! I read all about the rebellion. Best of luck to you, my knight. I believe you've got this!

Hinata stares at the snippets you sent him, and he rereads the lines you circled. He pauses, nothing sticking out. Then, he stares at the lines after the circled, and they spell out sentences. They still make no sense, yet he keeps them in the back of his mind. The people are never-ending, and he sighs at all of it. It's horrid. Yet, the gruesome blood seems like nothing compared to your nightly dungeon visits.

Hinata wipes the blood from his forehead, glancing at the new letter on his table. He cuts it open gently, looking forward to your report. Your day goes the same as usual, reading letters and stamping papers. You let him know that you did stop halfway through to have tea and eat. You had three meals without him forcibly pulling you to get food. Hinata chuckles.

The newspaper attached today is about the newest opera. He strings the words into a sentence and hums. The words were forming and making a little more sense. He calls for a soldier, and they rush over to attend him. Hinata hums. "Get me a paper and pen."

"Yes, sir!"

Hinata writes to you the number of casualties and deaths on both sides. When the battle is won; he counts each corpse, searching for names to put onto faces. The letters he sends you are mostly names. His words are short. Sometimes it's how he's feeling; other times it's how he feels. His letters are longer than yours, red staining the edges. The fresh blood of the battlefield always filled your room whenever you opened his letters.

"Send out letters of death," You hand Komaeda the list. "To each family. We have a stamp for that. Bottom left drawer."

Komaeda stamps each death certificate, careful to keep it formal. The papers stack up and send every day, letters being sent back to the imperial palace. All sorts of responses were received. You had each one burnt, your business ending there. Even if you were to pick the stars from the sky, some people would never be happy with what you did for them. You chew on your bottom lip, writing Hinata a new letter and attaching a newspaper.

Hinata receives the letter, storing the words into memory. He wonders what you get out of forming random sentences for him. The sentences detail a date, and you mention occasionally random facts about that day. Hinata sighs as he reads through the new one.

You know, the villagers that day mentioned that the most handsome man out there was to be my fiancé. Still remember his name? Komaeda was joking about me taking him as a consort lmao. Better hurry up, my knight.

Hinata laughs dryly at your taunt, and he continues down the list of deceased. He sighs as he puts down a couple of names, yet the majority of the deaths were on the side of the rebellion. He feels himself losing his sanity each day on the battlefield. The villages have to be burnt down to seige the rebels, and he hears the wails and cries of the villagers each day. Yet, as long as he provided them with food, the military would inevitably get their hands on it somehow.

When week twelve approaches, Hinata receives a letter with no newspaper. Instead, he's sent an invitation to the royal ball. As he checks the backside for something, he reads the only sentence you write to him. He was running out of time. If he wanted to keep his position as your knight, he would have to return within a week. He scoffs, writing a letter back to you. He attaches a list of names, and seals the envelope with black wax.

He has the answer to the question now.

You were a rodent.

You're a rodent because you're crafty as hell. You spew nonsense in the circled words and sentences, yet you piece everything together. You scurry around in the palace walls, everywhere yet nowhere. You're unkillable. As he fights everyday on the battlefield bloody with scars, you sit behind your desk, reading the news, caging around the rebellion. You were a mastermind, slipping in the Ox's ear, jumping out to become first place. You wrote your letters with your aim, yet Hinata finally understood it.

The multitude of letters Hinata received pieced out an extensive network of traitors within the kingdom. The papers the two of you had filed through for nearly a year finally made sense to him. He laughs as he meets the rebellion's leader in the center of all the corpses, and he chuckles. The man who stands there is no man. It's a faux. He supposes he would just have to bring you a random man's head.

A voice rings out behind him.

"There is a leader," The woman speaks. "You know why you started the rebellion."

Hinata smiles. "I do. It was all for the little sun. Shall I bring them your head?"

"I already prepared Baron Walting in the dungeon, duke."

Both of Hinata's eyes are red as he leaves.

"Lead the way."

The servants of the palace adorn you with gems, desperate to have you stand out amongst all of the nobility. Your fingers are decorated, your necklace dazzling. You scoff at the dress picked out, and the servants panic as you stare at your closet. Tossing the rings and necklaces to them, they panic to catch them. They chase after you as you stare at your options.

"Top right. The white."

The servants fetch it down for you, helping you into it. The dress was a pain in the ass to get into, yet you looked gorgeous in it. It had been sent as a gift, and you would wear it. You never understood why Kamukura of all people would send it to you, yet you don't think that much as the maid finishes lacing the corset. You look dazzling. The red on your lips and neck make a statement, yet the empty ring finger makes another. You smile as the temporary guard nods outside of the door.

"It's time, your highness," He holds his hand out, and you walk past him.

"Among the knights," You mumble quietly, staring at the other nobles. "Were there any rumors about your general?"

"There were," He mumbles back. "Why?"

"What were they?"

"That he slept with you and manipulated you into falling for him," He mumbles. "Your highness."

"I figured," You chuckle, the door opening. "Thank you."

"ANNOUNCING THE ARRIVAL OF THE LITTLE SUN OF THE EMPIRE!"

You wave at the crowd, back straight, lips pulled into a smile. You step down the stairs, the noblemen pooling around you like flies to molasses. You smile, engaging in light conversation with them, turning down dance requests. You wouldn't dance that night. You had written it clearly in the letter. You wonder if Hinata would actually show up. There hadn't been any news that the rebellion had ended yet. Perhaps the emperor and empress would.

You keep yourself to the side, discussing affairs with the foreign emissaries. One of the noblemen's daughters would be married off tonight. You almost feel bad for them. Well. Almost. You don't feel bad when one of them immediately hits it off with the prince of the foreign nation, and the two start making out on the dance floor. The noblewoman gush and gasp about it, talking to you in glee about how romantic that was. You laugh along, agreeing with them. It was disgusting to watch two people make out on the dance floor.

"Is that the princess we are receiving?" The minister stands next to you.

"Yes," You hum.

"It would've been better if it were you," He chuckles.

"Mm," You don't agree with the statement. "My parents wouldn't have let me."

"True," He hums.

"Your highness," A duke's son steps next to you. "A dance?"

"It would be r-"

"Ah, ah, ah, what do you think you're doing? Accepting another man's request to dance when I brought back the enemy's head for you? I thought I was your prospective fiancé?" The door to the ball swings open, a man in a bloody cape walking in. "It's not like the night as ended."

His footsteps echo through the ballroom, turning heads and scandalous gasps. No red follows after the male, yet the stench of blood follows him. The emperor and empress walk in front of him, and the crowd bows. The nobility mumble amongst themselves at the bloody male, and you turn your head at the voice. You know that voice. You missed it.

"Hinata!" You gasp, rushing to meet the man in the center of the ball. He meets you at the center, the music dying off and people rushing to get away from him.

"Greetings, your highness. Ah, I wouldn't advise hugging me; I'm all bloody," He stops to kneel in front of you. "Did you miss me? I brought a dazzling gift from the east for you."

He holds his hand up to take yours, and he presses a kiss to it. "You said to give you an answer by the royal ball. I hope my answer would suffice for the little sun."

His hand is crimson with hardened blood on them. His eyes are the same as always, the sinister look behind them hard to ignore. His cheek is stained with blood, and he smiles at you. He looks like a mess from the battlefield, and you cling onto his hand, a gentle green glowing from it. The palace fills with a green mist, and Hinata feels the wounds heal on his skin.

You notice how the handkerchief you gave him is the only non-bloody item on him. The smile on his face is near drunk. You think he's still high from the bloodlust. Something in you likes this change in character. You wonder what happened to him while he was in the east. Well, his green eye still had a bit of red in it. You think it has to do with that.

Wiping the blood from his cheek with your thumb, you smile. "Of course."

From his cape, he pulls out a singular red trinket. The warning red of the gem fills you with joy. The Kamukuras heirloom, the dazzling red ring each duchess was to be proposed to with. You gasp, ignoring the stares of the people. Your parents head on their thrones, unbothered. You had always wondered if Hinata was Kamukura, yet as you stare at the warning red in his eyes, you know the answer. It isn't relevant to whether or not you love him.

Hinata notices the pause, and the look on his face softens.

"Do you like it? If not, I can always get you a better one."

"Help me put it on," You lift your left hand to him, and he slides the ring onto you.

You help the knight up, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. He tastes like iron. "I love it. Thank you, my knight."

"Anything for you, your highness." He smiles, staring at you fondly.

"You said you had a head for me?" You lower your voice, staring at him prettily.

"Yes," He bows. "May I?"

A deathly silence falls over the ballroom, the stares directed to the emperor and empress. It was like they were waiting for something to be said; It was like they wanted them to stop you from going with a commoner knight. The two sit there, saying nothing as Hinata runs out with you in his arms. It nearly looks like a wedding was crashed, and the bride was stolen.

"Young love, hm?" The emperor laughs, the music starting again. "Enjoy the night, everyone. We're going to meet the next king consort."

The nobility yells in protest, yet nothing changes the decision.

You laugh as Hinata runs down the halls. It rings, the moon up in the sky.

"So? How was it, your highness?" He sets you onto the ledge, pressing his nose to yours.

"You know, for someone so blunt, you sure are a romantic," You smile. "Thank you, my knight. I'll take the ring as a yes?"

"Was it not enough for you?" The red from the eye is gone now, and you laugh.

"No, my knight. It was plenty." You press your lips to his forehead.

"Thank you for the letters, your highness," He smiles.

"No, thank you for your service, my knight."

#hajime hinata x reader #hinata x reader #hajime x reader #danganronpa #hajime hinata #sdr2 x reader #sdra2 x reader #danganronpa x reader #☾.fics

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ofdarkestdesires · 11 months

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💦 + balcony Hinata

The thicc and curvy milf gasped and moaned as she gripped onto the railing of her balcony overlooking the village below. At any moment, anyone could look up from the street and see her, naked as the day she was born, and being plowed from behind—and the thought only excited her more. “Harder~” she meekly whined. “Fuck me harder~”

#sins of warriors

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lingeriae · 2 years

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𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 - 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘢, 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢, 𝘬𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘺𝘢𝘮𝘢, 𝘺𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 - 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵

—Koushi was always so insatiable when it came to you, even before the 'agreement' his hands would never stray from your figure and you easily brushed it off because you were besfriends. But how could you explain this?

His body trapping you against the wall of the clubs storage room, his hands roaming up and down your hips, his lips teasingly sucking on yours.

It made you dizzy. How hard he was kissing you made you breathless.

You begged him to slow down, begedg him to let you go before this esculated any further so that you wouldn't get caught but he ignored your protest squeezing your hips as he looked at you through hooded eyes, "I don't care, let them catch us."

—Hinata is a tease, and he disguises it with his innocent facade. Tho the shit that he whispers in your ears was nothing innocent, his kisses weren't either.

they always had a way of making your knee's buckle and him pulling back to allow his breath to fan across the sunkissed supple of your cheek didn’t help. his eyes bright with desire as he ran his tongue across his lips whilst his eyes were on your swollen glossed lips.

"Don't look at me like that! You tryna get railed at my goin away party?"

--Kageyama's attractive. Anyone with eyes can see that, well except him. It's like he doesn't know what he does to you when grinning down at you like that with his boyish smile. a subtle pink blush dusted across his drink assumingly because of the wine he drank,

he had the audacity to look suprised when you dragged him into a room by his tie, a knowing smirk tugging on his pink lips as he watched the way your hips swayed.

you couldn't help it! kissing him like your life depended not even stopping to breathe as his hands fell to your ass with a hum. finally pulling away, you left a final peck to the blue-eyed boys lips, giggling at his breathless expression.

sucking his teeth, he pinched your cheek with his fingers in faux annoyance. "you tryin to stiffle me, brat?"

--Looking at Yamaguchi alone made you breathless, as his back muscles effortlessly flexed when he stirred around the pancake mix, his skin glowing under the sunlight, it gave you a rock hard coc-

he made you just wanna sit in his lap and kiss him all morning with no pause and interruptions, and that's exactly what you were planning to do as you wrapped your arms around his middle kissing the freckles across his back enjoying the way he hummed at your affection.

you tried to conceal your smile when he stiffened as your hands began to wonder bellow his hips only to squeak in surprise when he spinned you around so you were caged against the counter, your plumped lips breaking out into a smile as yamaguchi began to continously pepper kisses on every spot of your face before finally moving to your lips.

whining into his mouth as he sucked on your tongue and possesively licked into your mouth, you gripped unto his bicep earning a low groan from him which caused your thighs to push against each other before he pulled awaw, his eyes sparkling in amusement at your breathless state.

"Where'd that smile go?"

𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐞ᵗᵐ

#x black reader #hq x black reader #sugawara kōshi #sugawara x you #hinata shoyuo #hinata x you #kageyama tobio #kageyama x you #yamaguchi tadashi #yamaguchi x you #writtenbyjae🧘🏾‍♀

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plentifulrobin · 1 year

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Something Super Sweet

Hinata x Fem! Reader Word Count - 1.2k Tags - Friends to Lovers, Cutesy, Fluff, Oneshot, Story Filled.

You and Hinata had been talking for a while. To the point where good morning messages were sent every morning, calls every evening. During the school day you two had class together but were only able to talk by passing small notes or mouthing words across the classroom. Mouthing words always ended in one misunderstanding the other and one of you laughing, getting in trouble. When you called, you had ended up giving Hinata the nickname of “Bunny”. After watching him practice you thought the way he jumped was similar to how a bunny leaped in the air. He seemed to like the nickname, although you were never sure. You had asked him to call you by your first name, you liked it better that way. He felt closer to you. Today was the day of their practice match. They had one planned for a while with Nekoma. You were excited to watch them play. You always looked forward to when Hinata invited you for practice. For once you felt included. - Time Skip to 30 minutes before the game - Hinata, when you approached him, seemed both nervous and excited. Clutching his hand over his stomach and walking towards the bathroom. You had caught him on the way out of your classroom after you had finished cleaning it.

“Hinata!!” You called out to him, his head whipping around to meet you. His honey coloured eyes matching yours glistening as they caught a glimpse of your face. He waited for you to catch up to him before he continued to smile at you, a light pink glaze across his pale cheeks as he looked at you. You could feel the heat rising to your own, yes, you had fallen in love with the ginger over the few weeks you’d been friends. “f/n, Are you ready to watch the match? I can’t wait!! I’m going to crush their number seven this time! Just you wait!” His nerves seemed to melt away as he spoke to you, his chest heaving a little. The hands at his side twitching, as if he wanted to do something with them but was hesitating. “I’m excited! Shouldn’t you be with your team?” You asked curiously. He seemed to panic when you said that, as if he’d totally forgotten where he was going when he saw you. You smiled at his dopey expression, there wasn’t a thought behind those eyes of his. It’s one of the things you liked about him, he was always honest with you. Both with his words, and his expressions. You never felt uneasy around him. You never had to. The smile he usually wore creeping back onto his face as he ushered you to follow him, jumping as he ran a little. You attempted to keep up with his pace, but he was always a little too fast for you. - After the first half - They had won the first half, you were up on the higher parts watching from above. Cheering on the small bunny that jumped higher than you’d want to be off the ground. He did the things humans were never meant to do, fly. As if recognising your admiration, he looked towards you during the talk with his team. His eyes gleaming, his face glowing. You smiled back down at him, giving him a gentle wave. Leaning over the railing, your smile widening as he seemed to get flustered by your acknowledgement. They had a break during this time as well to catch their breath. Since the scoreboard for the first half was 23-25. They’d gone on for 47 rounds, they must’ve been tired. You ran down to meet him as he walked out of the doors to catch some fresh air. You knew he was quite a physical person, and he’d already specified to you that physical contact was nothing he didn’t like. So as you approached him, you came behind him and lightly put your arms over his shoulders. He was sweaty and he smelled a bit, but you didn’t mind. “f/n!! You shocked me a little.” He had jumped a little when you draped your arms over his shoulders. You moved away after a little, sitting down next to him. You were so happy to just be by his side. He seemed to feel the same, or at least you hoped so. You weren’t sure if he’d ever feel the same way about you as you did him, he was so invested in volleyball. “f/n? Earth to f/n!” You must’ve spaced as he called out your name to bring you back to life. You both giggled a little at the phrase he used, not just that. You often laughed when one of you spaced out, it was amusing to you. He then opened his mouth to say something but turned away. Turning back to you after a second. “Meet me by the tree on the courtyard after this!” He said bluntly and a bit loud, a few stutters at the start. His face flushed a deep red. His teammates seemed to snicker at him, all of them turning away from you when you looked. As if they knew something you didn’t.

- After the game, by the tree. - You waited for him here, just like he’d asked you to. He was in his school uniform now as he approached you. Fidgeting with his fingers as he stood in front of you. He took a deep breath, looking directly at you. A determined look slowly glazed over him. “I…I think you’re really really cool! No, I think you’re amazing. You’re extremely pretty and you’re kind and generous. You don’t judge me or make me feel bad for my height, I know you’re smaller than me but you know. You always come watch my games, even if I don’t ask you to. You support me and you talk to me. I’m unsure if this is too soon, and I know we haven’t known each other for very long. I hope I’m not getting the wrong signals but..” He rambled, but your stomach was doing cartwheels. There was a fuzzy feeling in your brain. Were your feelings reciprocated? Your heart raced as you waited for him to catch his breath so he could finish what he wanted to say. “I..I’m in love with you.” He looked you directly in the eyes, his body getting closer. “You don’t have to answer me now, I just wanted to let you know and I hope this doesn’t change anything if you don’t feel the same way and-” You cut him off, shushing him. Gently running your hand down his arm. His face flushed a deep red, yours only seemed to match it. “Shoyo Hinata. I love you too.” Although those three words were definitely coming out of you both too soon. It was how you felt. You’d liked people before, but this was different and you knew it. His face lit up the moment those words fell from you. His arms slowly wrapping around your waist, he pulled you in. “Can I?” He asked, you knew what he meant. You nodded. But just as the two of you leaned in. You could hear an eruption of cheering and laughter. It was his team, over in the distance. Hinata stopped in his tracks, looking at you and then back at them. His face is even redder than before. You were embarrassed, but more so embarrassed about the fact his team knew he liked you and you didn’t. He shot a glare at his team and they only seemed to laugh more. They hadn’t ruined the moment, at least you didn’t think they had. You brought your head to rest on Hinata’s shoulder… He really was..too sweet.

#hinata shoyo x reader #hinata shoyuo #hinata x reader #hinata x you #haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #oneshots #oneshot #fluff #cute

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idkseishiro · 2 years

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biggest fan

pairing: kageyama x reader

w.c:

warnings and info: no warnings. established relationship fluff.

Your stomach was bubbling with nervousness as the game seemed to just keep on going. back and forth, point here, point there. this was one of the more challenging games karasuno had to play as Inarizaki, was nothing to take lightly.

they were in the third set now, tied at thirty. the boys were exhausted, that was clear to anyone in the audience. your hands gripped the railing in front of you, standing at the front of the karasuno section. you couldn’t sit down, you were to on edge.

the boys had worked far too hard to go home now, but you has confidence. not only in your boyfriend but in the team as a whole. “come on boys..” you mumbled, watching as hinata received a perfect up, giving them a chance to keep fighting. one point. the crowd erupted in cheers, flying from their seats.

karasuno was at match point again, the entire cheerleading section on their feet as the whistle was blown to serve. “come on babe..one more point.” you mumbled softly, watching as the other team received, handing it off to the setter who tossed it to his twin with intense speed.

your eyes widened, bringing your hands up to cover your face. only peeking out between your fingers. that’s where you saw it, kageyama and hinata, over the net, putting a stop to the forceful attack. the arena was absolutely silent, everyone waiting for the call from the line judge.

in. the crowd went nuts, the boys rushing onto the floor to celebrate, and you jumping up and downs in the stands as tears streamed down your face. you could not be anymore proud of these boys for sticking it through.

all you wanted was to run down there to kags, but you knew you had to wait at least until they said their thank yous. after that, you were free to charge the court. you watched them line up, thanking the other team and shaking their hands before making their way to the fan section.

you could hardly wait anymore, unable to stand still as they formed a straight line looking up at everyone that came to support them. tobio’s eyes met yours, a huge smile taking over his features as he signaled you could come with the curl of one finger.

that was your cue, you took off, running through the arena and down the stairs to the court level. the boys had finished their thank you in perfect timing because there you were, rounding the corner to your boyfriend.

he stood there with open arms, scooping you up as jumped into him. your arms wrapping around his neck, legs around his waist as you cried into his neck. you hugged him tight, hands disappearing in his locks of hair. “tobio..” you said, lifting your face to look at him.

“i am so absolutely proud of you.” you said, hands cupping his cheeks. “you played amazing all the way through the match and i will never get tired of watching your genius mind work on the court.” you said, thumbs caressing his cheeks.

he smiled, holding you up by your hips. he looked so happy, so genuinely thrilled by their accomplishment. that was a look you wanted to see a lot more of. wrapping an arm around your waist now, the other gripping the back of your neck gently.

“i love you” he said, pressing his lips to yours for a sweet and soft kiss. your cheeks were rosy as ever, as there were camera’s everywhere and an entire audience. nonetheless, you kissed back, showing him just how proud you really were. usually tobio wasn’t one for pda, but today was different. he wanted to show off not only the win on the court but also the win that he called you.

he set you down once the two of you had pulled away, only for the team and the karasuno section to go crazy again, hooting and hollering at the two of you. it was tobio’s turn to blush now, hiding his face against your shoulder as you played with his hair, unable to hide your giggles. “i love you too.”

“come on you. grab your things. let me take care of you tonight, okay? you deserve it.” you said, pecking his head softly. he didn’t argue, quite liked the idea actually. just as you had said, the rest of the night was spent pampering him. you made sure he had a good meal, and a nice hot bath with tons of bubbles to soothe his muscles.

you were nearly asleep as he came in, clean and in comfy clothes now. he crawled in bed beside you, letting his arms wrap around your waist as his face settled into the crook of your neck, placing a soft kiss there. “baby? please don’t ever stop being my biggest fan..because as you are mine, i’m yours too.” he mumbled, falling asleep with rosy cheeks and a soft smile.

#kageyama x you #kageyama fluff #kageyama tobio #haikyu fluff #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#kageyama imagines

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madara-fate · 8 months

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Hey, hope you're doing well! I just discovered your blog and you are literally a blessing to this abandoned fandom. Honestly, you're one of the few to tell it like it is without exaggerating or softening the facts and that's REALLY refreshing. Although I cannot say that I agree with all of your points of view, they are nevertheless all relevant and sobering. I left this fandom 5 years ago, recently came back for Sasuke Retsuden and I'm glad to know that their general mentality hasn't changed😑 Discovering your blog has been a real breath of fresh air for me among this sea of bullshit that exists in the Fandom.

i have never seen such a toxic and ballistic fandom in my life, no wonder it has its own fucking anti-tag-

Anyway, just to tell you that I love you, never change and you are amazing.

ps: I came across some pretty funny stuff a few days ago: basically the person implied that if Charasuke's main characteristic was to be a Casanova and THEREFORE heterosexual, that means the canonical Sasuke is gay . .. sorry, but I searched and still couldn't find how the person came to this conclusion😂

On the same day, I came across another article that talked about SS/SH and basically said that even though SH is a crack ship, it actually makes more sense that I quote "a girl who spends her time stalking him and chasing him" and I was like wtf?! I know you're not interested in ship wars and baleen, but this really got me thinking about how most Hinata fans view her character. Like, I know I have no right to judge their expeditions because they do what they want but when I was still reading fanfics written about this couple (something I very quickly gave up because of…lots of things)

with insinuating CANNON COMPLIANT tags or even meta-analysis of what the ship could have been if it existed and how it would have been better for them and blablabla, I ended up wondering if they even really love Hinata for what she IS canonically or for their own fantasized vision of her?! (and that goes for Sakura and Sasuke too, which I sometimes wonder if their fans even understand their characters)

but hey…I guess given the fandom we're in, that shouldn't even surprise me anymore…

Brief! sorry for this long diatribe (initially, I was planning to do a little thank you thing but the plan went a little off the rails 😅) I wish you a good week in any case and thank you again for the joy you bring us!

Sorry in advance for my English, it's not my mother tongue😭

Many thanks for the kind words of support! ^_^

The RTN characters opposites to their regular selves personality wise, not sexuality wise. Hence, none of the other canonically straight characters were depicted as gay in RTN. But Sasuke who was canonically shown to ignore the advances of all the girls was depicted as a ladies man, Hinata who was canonically shown to be very shy and introverted was depicted as loud and brash etc.

Sasuke and Hinata never said a word to each other until deep into their adulthood, and they think that would have made more sense than Sasuke being with someone who he himself described as being dear to him and one of his two precious comrades? Jeez.

#Sasuke Uchiha #Hinata Hyuga

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tsukimybeloved · 11 months

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List of characters/franchise I will write for plus some "rules".

NSFW NOT ALLOWED

Paimon, Sayu, Nahida, Dori and Bailu will be in the platonic/family section but they won't be considered kids.

The people you see outside of the family/platonic only section (example Dan Heng etc.) can still be requested as platonic if you want.

The Reader is either male or non-binary, majority of the characters I write for are male as well.

NSFW is not allowed right now, I'm not sure if I ever will accept NSFW but if I do the body of the reader even in gender neutral will have male body parts (either biological or through operation)

Ships are also something I will write about but if I don't like it, it makes me uncomfortable or I'm just not interested in it I won't write it since I can't find inspiration with something I'm not interested in.

You can request things outside of the Fandoms I mentioned and if I know them I will write about it, for now I added what I could think of.

This list will get updated everytime a new character gets released or I decide to put another franchise in the list.

I don't have issues about writing for sensitive/triggering topics with the characters being a source of comfort for the reader (or the character being the problematic one) however I don't want people to feel uncomfortable so please always be sure to read the possible trigger warning first so if it makes you uncomfortable you can avoid it, there's a limit of the "problematic" behavior that the character will have though and regardless of it won't be romanticized even if it ends in romance, on the other hand characters can also help with problematic things that happened to you through comfort or a angst were they are unable to comfort etc.

XOXO Droplets characters have a confirmed sexualities, some of them are confirmed straight however I'm going to make them Bisexual/Pansexual or that realized they were Bisexual/Pansexual after meeting the reader but Canonically some of them aren't Bi/Pan and that's just for the story (Like Jeremy or Shiloh are straight, but I like them too much to not write about them)

The most I can write for young characters is middle school and further, the reader will always be the same age as the character so if for example someone wants a Hinata x Reader from Haikyuu I can do it and the reader will be by default the same age and as always NSFW is not allowed and if I do unless the character is a adult and the character do become a adult at one point in the Manga, Anime, Show etc. I can age up the character if requested (like a married life or similiar) but I won't write NSFW unless the character Canonically became a adult at one point in the official story.

About characters who are ageless and either young looking or adult looking (like Hanako) I can write about it since they aren't growing anymore but obviously NSFW won't be allowed unless it's the gore/horror side but only if they look like a middle school students or older and the reader age will always match the appearance/age of the character.

Some characters aren't in the list simply because of a lack of known personality (example Wriothesly) and they will be added once I have at least a basic understanding of their personality.

For now I can't think of anyone else in the Miraculous section aside from them that I genuinely like, I'm most definetely forgotting someone though.

Genshin Impact

Mondstadt:

Albedo

Bennett

Diluc

Kaeya

Mika

Razor

Rosaria

Venti

Liyue:

Baizhu

Chongyun

Hu Tao

Shenhe

Xiao

Xingqiu

Yun Jin

Zhongli

Inazuma:

Ayato

Gorou

Heizou

Kazuha

Kokomi

Sara

Thoma

Yoimiya

Yae

Sumeru:

Al Haitham

Cyno

Candace

Kaveh

Tsuki (Wanderer)

Tighnari

Fontaine:

Charlotte

Freminet

Furina

Lyney

Neuvillette

Navia

Snezhnaya:

Ajax

Khaenri'ah:

Dainsleif

Platonic/Family Only:

Diona

Dori

Faruzan

Klee

Nahida

Paimon

Qiqi

Sayu

YaoYao

Honkai Star Rails

Astral Express:

Caelus

Dan Heng

Himeko

March

Welt

Hertha's Space Station:

Arlan

Asta

Jarilo-VI:

Gepard

Natasha

Pela

Sampo

Serval

The Xianzhou Luofu:

Jing Yuan

Platonic/Family Only:

Bailu

Clara

Hook

Hertha

Kafka

Qingque

Pom Pom

Silver Wolf

Sushang

Yanqing

Oshi No Ko

Ai Hoshino

Aquamarine Hoshino

Ruby Hoshino

Anonymous Noise

Yuzuriha Kanade (he deserves all the love in the world)

Saiki K

Akechi Touma

Aren Kuboyasu

Saiki Kusuo

Shun Kaidou

Saiki Kusuke

Brutal: Satsujin Kansatsukan no Kokuhaku/Confession of a Homicide.

Hiroki Dan

Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun/Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun

Minamoto Teru

Minamoto Kou

Mitsuba Sousuke

Tsuchigomori

Yugi Amane/Hanako

Our Life: Beginning and Always

Baxter Ward

Cove Holden

Derek Suarez

Jeremy King

Shiloh Fields

Our Life: Now and Forever

Qiu Lin

Pran Taylor

Tamarack Baumann

XOXO Droplets

Bae Pyoun

Everett Gray

Jeremy King

Lucas Kaiser

Lynn

Nate Lawson

Pran Taylor

Shiloh Fields

Miraculous

Adrien Agreste

Felix Fathom

Luka Couffaine

Tsurugi Kagami

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Plaything - Chapter 1

Ao3

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He had heard Hinata had returned.

And it pained him that he couldn’t go see her.

“I swear to god, if you even fucking think of going to that girls place," his mother scolded as she pulled on her sandals, “I will personally whoop your ass.”

Kiba was feeling the effects of what was essentially being in heat for his clan. It was something he had experienced every year for the past four or so years, but it was so much worse this year with Hinata’s naked image burned into his brain. It had been a few days, and he figured he probably had a few more left, and almost hoped she wouldn’t get home until after it had passed. But his sister teased him with the information, and he could have ripped her throat out for burdening him with it.

“Your plaything is back," she sang as she passed his door, "safe and sound. Perfect timing, huh?”

Damn her.

He knew it would be a mistake to see her right now. She had no idea what he was like in this state, and it wasn’t something he was ready for her to see. He wasn’t sure he would ever be ready for her to see.

Physically, he wasn’t much different. Just his dick was always fucking hard, and he almost never had relief. Masturbation was a joke in this state. He knew the only thing that could bring him any calm, even for a moment, would be the real thing. Especially with Hinata.

But that was selfish, and even in this state, he would control himself. He just needed to stay inside.

So in a rare moment when both his mother and sister had taken off and there was a knock at the door, Kiba debated whether it was a good idea to answer it. But her scent found his nose, and he groaned. "Of course."

“Kiba?”

His mind went cloudy. The door opened and Hinata peeked inside.

“Anyone home?”

“Fuck…” He whispered, balling fistfuls of his blanket. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” When he heard her silently activate her byakugan, he wanted to ram his head into a wall.

“Kiba, are you okay?”

“Yeah-“ he choked out, carefully opening his door to look out. She had climbed the stairs to meet him and her beautiful scent hit him. What he would give to snatch her right now and yank her into his bedroom and throw her down and- “you shouldn’t be here right now, Hinata.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Her eyes lowered and she poked her fingers together. He let out a frustrated sigh at her sadness, feeling like a massive piece of shit.

“It’s not your fault-I just-I need some space.” Kiba had no idea how to get her out of the house without hurting her feelings.

“Oh…” Hinata’s voice raised in pitch and his heart was in his throat. She slowly turned around and made her way back downstairs.

FUCK.

“Hinata!”

He was going to regret this.

“Yes?” She stopped and looked up, blushing at his person in front of her now, simply covered with boxers. She gulped, folding her arms behind her. He sucked in a deep breath, painfully aware of how hard his cock was and trying to shield it behind one of the railings of the stairs.

“I want to see you, I really do-“ he stuttered, clenching the railing hard enough to hear the wood crack.

“But?” She questioned, eyebrows raising in concern.

“I’m-fuck-“ Kiba slammed his fist against the railing, causing a fracture. She gasped, stepping backwards. “I’m like-I’m in our clan’s version of heat, alright? And I didn’t want you to see me this way, and it’ll be over in a few days, so you should go and I’ll come see you later. Okay?”

Hinata’s eyes were wide as she stared up at his form, him resisting looking at her. His chest tightened as her scent morphed beneath his very nose. When she first arrived, he could smell her excitement and anticipation. Those were both still present, but now he could smell her arousal.

Oh no.

“Can I….help?” She slowly stepped up the stairs, one by one, and he let out an annoyed chuckle.

“Nope. Nope, nope, nope, Hinata-“ He held out his hand in a stop motion, but she continued on. He finally looked at her and she was really testing his control. Her eyelids hooded those beautiful orbs, her lip between her teeth, she even pushed one side of her hair back to expose her neck.

Holy shit, is she trying to make me lose it?

“Hina-“ his voice was strained “-it’s kind of-it’s kind of gross, but I’m like…really fertile right now, and-and if you keep this up-“ he stepped back from her, his entire body feeling like it was on fire “-I can’t promise I won’t-I’m just gonna cum in you like ten times in a row-seriously-Hina-“

“Maybe I…I’d like that.”

Oh no, no, no.

She had essentially backed him into the wall by his door, her chest barely rubbing against his. “I told you I’d come home to you, didn’t I?” His eyes widened, eyebrows raised in confusion.

“This is not like you, Hinata.” He choked out, hands tight behind his back as he stared down at her with wonder. The attitude change was testing him-goddamnit was it testing him. Her face reddened as she averted her eyes, stepping back slightly.

“I-I missed you, Kiba…” she whispered, twisting her hands together before looking back up at him. Her confidence was slowly leaving her, but she pushed. “I just didn’t want to be away from you.”

“Damnit.” He huffed out before quickly wrapping his fingers around her hips, flipping her around so they were switched, and she was against the wall. She gasped in surprise, but a smile formed against her cheeks despite it. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he slid his hands under her thighs, pulling her legs up around him and shoving her forcefully against the wall. He held off from kissing her, scanning her face. He was dead serious, and the lack of any happiness on his expression showed it. “Do you want this?” He needed to hear it.

“I want this.” She spoke confidently and he let out a frustrated growl, screwing his eyes shut.

“Fuck, Hinata-“ She cut him off by sliding her lips over his and he groaned into them. He urgently reached down and pushed her panties aside, sliding two digits inside forcefully, causing her to gasp as she pulled away. He quieted her by covering her lips with his and forcing his tongue passed them. As he pumped his fingers in and out of her, he desperately wanted to free his cock and shove himself inside of her, but knew she wasn't ready for it yet. He needed her to be wet, and his patience was wearing thin. With a sigh of frustration, he tore his mouth from hers and dropped her legs to the ground, then fell to his knees and pulled her panties to the ground.

"Kiba!" she gasped as he settled his hands between her knees, forcefully shoving them apart and got to work on her clit with his tongue, sliding his fingers back inside of her. He groaned against her when her fingers began threading in his hair, clutching for life. He could hear her sweet moans now, and he made him ache. He needed her, now. He could feel her slick starting to run down his fingers, and decided it was enough, because if he didn't get what he needed now, he would lose whatever control he had left. In a few swift motions, he was back on his feet and had his arms under her knees, urgently pulling his boxers down to free his aching cock.

"Needed you wet and ready," he mumbled against her jawline as he positioned himself against her before forcefully thrusting himself inside, eliciting a high pitched moan from her. It took every he had not to leave a dent in the wall with her body. His fingertips pushed into her ass cheeks as he shoved in and out, sliding his mouth over the area of her neck she had exposed for him. He sunk his teeth in, her load moans against his ear like ecstasy. “You have no idea what you’ve done,” he snarled into her neck before leaving another mark. When he felt her shoulder rise as if to push him off, he grabbed the back of her hair, tangling his fingers in her long locks, and yanked, hard. Whatever control he had left was gone as he felt himself getting closer. A gasp escaped him now when he felt her fingernails dig into his shoulders, and he lost himself in her. He gave a stifled moan as he felt himself cum inside, her scratching pushing him over the edge. He burrowedhis fingers deeper into her skin, making sure he was leaving marks on her as he pumped everything he had into her. She collapsed against him, her forehead resting on his collarbone as his breathing slowed, his head clearing just a bit.

“Kiba…” she panted, her fingernails releasing from his skin.

With a shuddered breath, he asked her, “are you okay?”

“Y-yes,” she sighed distantly.

“Good,” his voice lowered against her neck, “because I’m nowhere near done with you.” He loosened his grip just a bit before kicking his door open and dropping her on his bed. He slammed his door shut and bolted back to the bed, hastily pulling her her dress off. When he had her naked in front of him, a small whine escaped him.

Wait.

He rubbed the back of his head, managing to restrain himself as she propped herself up on her elbows, her knees together. He had to do his due diligence with her. “I’m serious, Hina. That was like, less than a tenth of what I have built up.” Her breathing was still trembled, and his cock twitched when he watched her slowly open her knees up in front of him. His eyebrows cinched together as his eyes dropped to her cunt, dripping white with his cum.

Good lord, this woman.

He instinctively wrapped his hand around his cock and bit the inside of his cheek in a poor attempt to restrain himself. He nearly ripped the flesh from it with his teeth when she reached a hand down to touch herself. He shook his head, breath catching in his throat as his eyes followed her hand, her sliding a finger over her opening and rubbing the cum over it. He gulped, then looked up at her eyes, and the pure lust emanating from her drove him over the edge.

He grabbed her hips and flipped her around to her knees, positioning himself against her. He leaned down, lips against her ear, “let’s hope you aren’t assigned a mission any time soon." He rubbed the tip of his cock against her lips, reveling in the little mewl she let out in response. "You’re not going to be able to walk for a fucking week.”

He thrust himself inside of her until the stubble of his cock met her lips. He groaned as she gave him a high-pitched moan, nearly a scream. He reached around and slid two fingers over her clit, rubbing in circles as he pumped in and out of her. With his other arm, he held her up just as her arms gave out, refusing to let her lay down. He trailed his fangs from the back of her neck up to her ear as she whined, cupping one of her breasts with his hand and tweaking at her nipple. His voice was low, she almost didn’t recognize it when he spoke, “you still want this?” He pumped faster and harder into her, eliciting louder, breathier moans every time. “Tell me you want this, Hinata,” he growled, slamming into her more and more urgently.

“Y-Yes Kiba-oh-I want this-“ she choked out as his hand glided from her breast up to her mouth, rubbing his forefinger against her lips. She parted them for him and let him slide his finger between her teeth. He groaned when she gently bit down, wrapping her lips around it, muffling her panting. He continued rubbing the nub of her clit, feeling himself getting close again.

“Bite me, sweetheart,” he breathed in her ear, almost a whine, as he begged, “please-“ He buried his nose into her neck as she obeyed, sinking her teeth into the skin of his finger. “Yes-fuck Hinata-“ now his pitch was raising as he felt her cunt tighten around him, milking him as he slid out and shoved back in one more time. He nearly collapsed onto her but managed to steady himself with the hand that had been working on her clit. When she fell forward, burying her face into her arms in the sheets below, he pulled his other hand around her hip, pulling her in to bury his cock inside of her. He felt his stomach tighten when he realized he was still painfully hard inside of her despite just cumming for nearly a minute, for the second time inside of her.

“K-Kiba-“ she stuttered, panting into the blankets below. He wrapped his arm around her stomach and pressed his chest into her back, laying kisses along her shoulder blades in a small moment of pure fondness.

“You’re so good, Hinata,” he whispered against her skin, massaging the area he had been clenching on her hip, “so fucking good…”

“Y-you’re not done, are you?” She raised her head to look back at him over her shoulder, offering an exhausted smile. He lifted his head to meet her lips and roughly grabbed her chin, locking his lips with hers and darting his tongue teasingly between her lips before pulling away.

“No where near.” In another swift motion, he let go of her, this time falling onto his back and pulling her on top of him. She let out a tired giggle as she grabbed his shoulders, allowing him to move her wherever he pleased. He positioned his cock under her opening and yanked her down, pulling her chest against his as he fucked into her, little gasps and whines escaping her as he did. He grabbed the back of her hair and yanked her head back, grabbing her bottom lip with his teeth and sucking. When she let out a choked moan, he chuckled and released her lip, moving his mouth over her ear and running his tongue over her lobe, growling, “you’re gonna take every last drop.”

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