#knb vday event

[fuckinuchihas]

🌹 - Neji

Sorry this is so late I haven’t had wifi for like a month so thanks for being so patient <3  Also side note I really enjoyed writing this so I hope it’s okay!! 

Neji insists that he doesn’t need to get married. He can lead the clan without distraction if he stays unattached and unencumbered by the weight of those kinds of things. It's a little easier to imagine having a child now that the main branch of the family has grown in a variety of ways. However, he isn’t about to let down his guard just because the peace they reached after the war, seems to be holding up fairly well. 

His uncle is not pleased with this revelation. 

As he is still the head of their clan, Neji does have some obligation to meet his demands but after the first, second, and third attempts of ‘urgent meetings’ that quickly devolve into arranged marriage contract negotiations, he’s at his limit. 

He finally turns to Hinata for assistance but with her being married to the man she’s been in love with since she could barely walk, it’s not exactly helpful.

Neji doesn’t have a Naruto. 

There’s no one that has drawn him in or piqued his interest in the slightest. 

He really wishes his uncle would just stay out of it. 

That is until Hinata tells him about an upcoming ceremony where an ambassador from the village hidden in the waterfalls is meeting with all the local clan leaders to discuss a political marriage for their next in command. 

Marrying for money or privilege has never appealed to him, nor is he idealistic enough to put his faith in a cosmic power; be it fate, soulmates, or even something as abstract as love.

However, since the war, the land hidden in the waterfalls has rightfully felt cut off from the rest of the Land of Fire despite being centered between The Hidden Leaf Village and The Hidden Stone Village.

To have something to bond those in power wouldn’t be a terrible idea…

“Who all will be present?” Neji asks, almost surprising himself that he’s actually showing an interest. 

“Unfortunately there’s not many clans with unmarried heirs. The Nara clan is sending their third in line, Shino has requested that he not be included, but he’ll probably have to make an appearance anyway, and...and the Fuma clan will be sending someone, though I’m not sure who.” she says, showing quite a bit of worry. 

The Fuma clan is known for their aggression but none more than the most recently appointed heir. If not for how well things were already running, mostly due to Naruto’s heart and Shikmaru’s untouchable mind…

Well, to allow that man more power doesn’t sit right in his gut. 

“Tell Uncle I’ll be in attendance,” he says, ignoring the way Hinata’s eyes widen in surprise. “It can never hurt to keep an eye on the Fuma clan.” 

“I’ll let him know.” 

Neji gently bows his head to her and takes off in another direction. 

He has some research to do. 

The night of the ceremony he’s dressed in his formal wear despite the discomfort that comes from it, and his hair has been neatly straightened and pinned. There’s a prickle of nervousness at his fingertips but he ignores it in favor of arriving just a few minutes before the other guests. 

His uncle is giving him the most enthusiastic smile he’s seen from the man in years and it almost immediately makes him flinch back and turn around. 

No...this was his plan he’ll see it through.

It will be fine if you take up with the Nara clan member or even Shino he supposes but if it looks as if the Fuma clan have the upperhand, he’ll step in.

He isn’t full of himself, knows it’s nothing to do with who he is, his hopes, dreams, desires, but his clan is well known throughout all the villages and he has been appointed to be their heir as soon as his Uncle wishes to step down. 

Some nagging voice in the back of his mind is telling him that the old man is just waiting to marry him off before doing it.

Still, a contract with him is far superior to a contract with the Fuma clan and Neji understands the power of his position if nothing else. 

When you arrive, your face is hidden entirely under a thick veil, he bows his head to you politely and you return the motion, the same for your father. 

His uncle then proceeds to ‘keep casual conversation’ which in political rooms means something entirely different, as the four of you wait for the others to show up.

Shino is first, he stays humble and polite for a few moments but is suspiciously called to the school no more than five minutes after the introductions are over. 

Neji tries not to envy him. 

You’re soft spoken and quiet, Neji isn’t sure if that’s actually who you are or who you are in moments like this but he’s at least glad that you’re speaking on some topics as the conversation loops from one thing to another. 

The young man from the Nara clan...well he can hardly be called a man. He’s probably only barely old enough to be married at all, is nervous and awkward which is slightly amusing to him, but clearly not a viable candidate. 

Honestly, if you can just get things sewn up before Fuma gets he-

As if right on cue, the ceremonial curtain that was hung at the entrance of the room is loudly pulled away and in walks the overly entitled cesspool of DNA known as Fuma Ichizoku.

Servants follow him into the room despite the fact that marriage negotiations are meant to be private with only one advisor per each interested party. 

“Hey there, why don’t you take all that off and let me get a look at your pretty face,” he says, then he steps toward you and you subtly back away from the advance. It’s just a small movement really, the curve of your back arching just a little.

It’s enough for him. 

Neji wastes no time, he stands, politely bows to you and then meets Ichizoku head on. 

“I’m afraid you’re no longer welcome in these talks. Bringing uninvited guests into a treaty signing is not allowed,” he says cooly, ignoring the gasp from his cohorts. “I would advise that you read up on the formalities of contract negotiations before entering into one.” 

“Do you know who I am?” he asks, his words slurring a bit as the stink of alcohol invadesNeji’s air. 

“A previous guest who has been uninvited, now please see your way out,” Neji answers, looking to his people. It is in vain because they are clearly too intimidated to do anything about his disruptive behavior. 

In one quick, precise movement, Neji thumps his hand against the side of Ichizoku’s neck and he barely has time to start his complaint before crumpling to the floor.

He turns to you, eyes pale and gorgeous and he asks if you’d like to file a formal complaint. You quickly shake your head no before he turns back to the group that came in with him. “See to it that he gets home safely,” he says, but he makes a mental note to discuss this with Ichizoku’s father. If he can’t do better than this, he’s not fit to lead a clan of any kind, not even theirs. 

They quickly carry him out of the room and Neji returns to his seat. 

Your father scratches his chin with stoic features for a few beats before Neji watches the small uptick at the corner of his mouth and he feels a flood of something warm through him. 

“I’ve heard rumors you were reluctant to marry…” he says, and Neji slowly bows and nods his head. 

“That’s true yes...I had no altruistic intentions of marrying and having a family. I think-I thought it would be easier to lead my clan if I wasn’t concerned about a partner or children or returning home every night,” he says, but he looks to you, bows his head again, “But if I can be of use to my clan, to the people in my village, to the Allied Nations I want to do that. I want people in every hidden village to feel included in the peace that we’ve fought so hard to get,” he says, and he doesn’t think he’s talked this much in a while but it still doesn’t feel like enough. 

“So not for money or love, but political marriage interests you?” 

“It’s not that, sir. I just think that when you’re part of something greater than yourself or your clan, it gives you a sense of purpose and I believe anyone who experiences that is more invested in maintaining those ideals and feelings,” he says, and you find yourself smiling under the veil. 

“And you think you can share that feeling with our people?” he asks, and Neji goes quiet, lost in his thoughts for a moment.

Hiashi tries to cover the silence but your father just waits for him, observes him and waits. 

“To be honest sir, I’m not entirely sure I’m the best person for that. Until recently I was blind to most of the world outside the Hyuga compound,” he says, pausing to take a breath. “Perhaps you could find a better match elsewhere. Someone more open and kind. You see, I’m not very personable. Even my teammates and closest friends find me difficult…”

“Well I certainly didn’t expect quite that much honesty,” your father says, a hearty laugh bubbling out of his chest. 

“Sir?” 

“You’ll do fine, young Hyuga. You’ll do just fine.” 

“I’m not sure I understand…”

“The contracts can be amended if you find something to your dislike but read over them and make your decision. I know we’re eager to officially join in the peace treaty and have such respectful and honest allies at our backs.” 

Neji looks to you like he’s expecting you to stop him or something but you just nod your head in agreement and let him look over the pages, your skin tingling with anticipation.

You wait, breath feeling trapped in your throat as his eyes skim over the document when his signature is finalized across the bottom, you feel yourself smiling.

#Vday event #kel answers #my stuff #naruto #neji hyuga #neji x reader #not knb #not haikyuu!! #sorry its so late!!

[tastytatsu]

KnB Valentine’s Day Challenge Day 3

Happy KnB Vday Event Day 3! This was really quick, hope you all like it. Mido is not one I’ve written too much about, but I hope this does him justice. 

Prompts by (and much love to): @vanilla-daydreams​ and @theuglycrybaby​

Day 3: Flowers/You’re beautiful, you know that? 

Mido x Reader, in which he confesses (...?) 

It’s not often that Midorima catches you off guard. As long as you two have been friends, you’ve become an expert at interpreting the underlying meanings behind his cold actions and stiff words. 

But when you arrive at your desk at school in the morning, you really couldn’t have foreseen the bouquet of red roses sitting on your desk. 

“Morning, Shin,” you greet, your gaze still glued onto the flowers occupying the entirety of your desk. “What’s this…?” 

If you’d asked anyone who had come to school early today, they’d have told you the green-haired boy had been waiting by your desk even before you’d arrived. And unbeknownst to you, although he’d been practicing what to say on Valentine’s in his head for the past week, he finds himself losing resolve at the last second. 

“Your lucky item for the day,” he finally answers, his voice toneless as he adjusts his glasses on his nose bridge. 

Your head whips upward and you squint your eyes at him. This couldn’t be… no way. Unless, it is… 

You shoot a glance to the fellow, friendly neighbourhood Shin-translator, and sure enough, Takao confirms your thoughts and sends you two thumbs up a few desks over. 

Giddiness makes its way up your spine, and a smile emerges on your face before you can stop it. “Shin. My mom was watching Oha Asa this morning. This isn’t my lucky item.” 

And here begins the impasse. The green-haired boy says nothing for a moment, only adjusting the glasses on his face. He looks like he wants to say something more, but you know it’s a struggle for him to do so in a busy classroom of about twenty other people. 

You won’t push him though. Most eyes had turned both your ways as soon as you’d walked into the room, and you value your privacy as much as he does.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t tweak the limits a little. 

“Don’t worry, Shin.” You peer up at him through your lashes. “It’s okay, I get it. My lucky item today is a carrot, and I always have one with me,” you say with a honey-sweet smile. 

I like you too, carrot, is what you wish you could say, but if Shin is anything, he’s clever. You have absolute trust that he’ll catch on. 

And sure enough, there it is, the corner of Shin’s mouth twitches. But your smile and the tinge of red warming his ears is too much for him, and he moves to take the flowers from your desk. 

“Ah. My mistake. It’s my lucky item.” 

You grab onto his taped fingers before he can remove them. 

There’s a million things you want to say in this moment to show him how much you love the flowers, love that he went out of his way to get them and put them on your desk so publicly like that, how much you reciprocate and just adore him—but you’re still in class. And under the watchful eyes of twenty or more students. Not to mention, you’re not sure how Shin would ever survive that direct onslaught of emotions. 

Instead, you watch as the sun plays with the hue of his unique hair; from the locks on his head, to the delicate brush fanning his eyes. You tug his hand so that he’s leaning toward you. 

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” You say in a low voice and watch with great amusement as his pretty lashes flutter in astonishment. And he pulls his hand away with pink staining his cheeks. 

“That’s what I was supposed to say to you,” he whispers back, his tone strained. There’s nothing Midorima hates more than losing, and losing out on a personal goal. 

“You miss a hundred percent of the shots you don’t take,” you tease. 

To be fair, you should have at least expected what would happen next. But you don’t. Instead, before you can even release your grip on his hand and straighten from both of you being hunched over your desk, you’re being pulled forward instead. 

And all you can register is a flash of green before firm lips are slanted over yours in a chaste kiss. 

When Shin pulls away, you’re so shocked you don’t even register the low whistle a few desks over and the gasps of nearby bystanders. 

“I never miss,” is all Shin says, his glasses flashing for a split second as he pushes them up his nose. “I also have my lucky item with me all the time, after all.” 

With that, he turns away to take a seat at his desk. 

Once you’ve recovered from being stunned frozen, you realise it’s the closest to a Happy Valentine’s you’ll get from him in this crowded classroom. 

#midorima shintarou #midorima #shintarou #midorima x reader #midorimaxreader #Kuroko no Basuke #kuroko’s basketball #reader insert #imagined #scenarios #knbvdaychallenge2020 #drabbles #knb #kuroko no basket

[izukillme-moved]

KnB VDay Challenge 2020

Yeah I know... so super early to this, lol 😂😂😂

@vanilla-daydreams

Thank you all so much for running this event! I had the time of my life writing these prompts!!

Series link here

Fic 1: seventy percent cocoa (and a hundred percent love) (RikoMomo)

Fic 2: Of Shirts and Hot Girlfriends (AyaKane, aka Izuki-neesan x Koganei-neesan)

Fic 3: and she's the most beautiful thing you ever saw (MasAlex/Araki x Alex)

Fic 4: turn me into a sap, will you? (AoKaga)

Fic 5: your hands on my hips (my kiss on your lips) (MidoKise)

Fic 6: The Boy Who Loved The Moon (IzuHyuu)

Fic 7: Woes of a Matchmaker (MuraAka)

Have fun reading, and if you enjoyed please leave me a comment, I will love you forever!

#knbvdaychallenge2020 #aokaga #midokise #izuhyuu #akamura #masalex #ayakane #momoriko #rikomomo #muraaka #kisemido #kagaao #fyaokaga #ceru writes #fanfiction #kuroko no basuke #knbfic #my writing #aomine #kagami #hyuuga #izuki #riko #momoi #midorima #kise #akashi #murasakibara #masako #alex

[fuckinuchihas]

Aight kel I’m gonna be bold and give my final rose to Tendou. He deserves some love. 💕💕🦋

Tendou is decidedly not a fan favorite on the show, not at first at least. 

There’s something about him that puts people on edge but you feel surprisingly comfortable with him from the start, even though he teasingly pokes at your insecurities.

It’s more than a little embarrassing having someone be able to read you so easily, especially in such a public way but you’ve never felt more understood. Almost from the very first night you felt as if he could see into your soul and that didn’t change over the course of the show. 

If anything it only grew stronger. 

The audience slowly gets more comfortable with him and by the time you reach the ‘hometown visit’ episode he’s gathered quite the following. 

You’re almost a little afraid that someone is going to steal him away from you. 

Normally you aren’t shown footage that you’re not in but Chris pulls you aside and lets you choose to see a discussion they filmed between Tendou and his high school teammate and best friend,  none other than professional athlete Ushijima Wakatoshi. 

They’ve been talking a while, well...Tendou has been talking for a while. Ushijima offers as much conversation as he ever does, which is enough for Tendou but not most people.

They’re sitting outside. Ushijima is laying on the grass, Tendou is beautifully framed against a wooden backdrop, head tilted back, neck exposed and it goes quiet for a moment. 

Just a short span of time but it’s enough to have your heart clenching in your chest. 

“What if it’s all a big joke?” he says, the words quietly hang in the air between them. 

You watch Ushijima’s brows knit together and his neutral expression fades away. 

“It’s not,” he says, shaking his head. “You’re still the guess monster, right?” 

There’s a small smile building at the corner of Tendou’s mouth. “Yes…”

“No one could fool you for this long, this well.” he says, like it’s a fact of nature. Logical and honest. “Besides, as your oldest, most trusted friend it’s clear to me that you’re not the only one in love, Satori.”

Your skin heats up a bit at being so obvious that someone who was only in a room with you for about twenty minutes could read how deep you’ve dug yourself into this but he’s not wrong.

“It’s him...it’s been him since the first day,” you say to yourself but the cameras are still rolling. You look up and Chris has that fond, sappy grin on his face and you feel just a tinge more embarrassment. Still...now that you’ve made up your mind you don’t want to wait any longer. 

You find your way to Tendou’s room so quickly that the camera crew can barely keep up which gives you the opportunity to shut and lock the door behind you. 

He raises a surprised eyebrow at you when you turn back to face him and you feel your heart thumping even harder in your chest. 

“It’s not a joke.” 

His expression falls just a little, like he wasn’t expecting you to know about the conversation till much later. 

“I would never go along with something like that...I want you, only you,” you say, rushing forward to hug around him. 

The camera crew are at the door now, knocking impatiently.

He kisses your forehead and unlocks the door long enough to poke his head out and whisper a few things before locking it back up again. 

There’s no more knocks and you’re kind of curious as to what he said but not enough to let it distract you from the fact that you have some solid alone time with the person you love for the first time. 

“Only me huh?” he asks, that now familiar smirk spreading wider across his lips. 

“Only you.”

#Kel's Anime VDAY Event #my stuff #haikyuu!! #tendou x you #tendou x reader #not nartuo #not knb