#kuroo royal

[alienaiver]

i have most of the week off and drafting 2k words yesterday for three fics felt really motivating so i think quite a bit of writing will b done !! ✨

#been a pain day today tho</3 could barely move at all and slept most of the day #am able to hold my phone now tho so its getting better again!!! #nohr.txt #its fics for the oily encounter series w kuroo my royal advisor au w suga and a cosplayer and kenma fic!!!

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚂𝚊𝚢 𝙿𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚂𝚎𝚡 𝙸 𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚂𝚎𝚡

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Genuinely, every time I look for exhibitionism/public sex fics I can’t find ones that are actually Public Sex the best I get is Semi Public Sex (not properly tagged as such 😒) So I’m fixing that.

Most of these Prompts + Characters have been paired up with a Picker Wheel with Characters and Prompts/Scenarios I predetermined(Most, because there’s a Free Space that shows up a couple times, fair warning the Picker Wheel REALLY seemed to like ABO)

There will be a couple repeat prompts but they will all be original stories :)

Links will be added as the fics are posted!! First one coming on January 1st, 2024!!

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Characters and their Prompts(picked by Picker Wheel):

𝕋𝕠𝕟𝕪 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕜 - Public Handjob|Fingering|Oral(ft restaurant)

𝔸𝕚𝕫𝕒𝕨𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕒 - ABO Untimely Heat(ft Unknown Omega/First Heat, stepcest, claiming|mating)(cw: includes stepparent-stepchild stepcest and large age gap(R: early 20s, A: late 40s-early 50s))

𝔸𝕞𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕜𝕚 𝕋𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚 - ABO Pack Omega(ft A!Kiri, A!Fatgum, A!Mirio, B!Midoriya, B!Nejire, B!Tsu)(ft Pack Alpha!Tamaki)

𝕋𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕋𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 - Showcase(Public Worship)(ft incest)(cw: includes sibling incest)

𝕂𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕒 𝔼𝕚𝕛𝕚𝕣𝕠𝕦 - Birthday (ft Bakusquad, honorary Shinsou + Tetsutetsu)(ft sharing w Tetsutetsu+Spit Roasting)(ft ABO)(ft O!Kat, A!Hanta, B!Denki, O!Mina, A!Toshi, A!Tetsu + Pack Alpha!Kiri)(cw: includes polyamory and underage(17))

𝕃𝕠𝕘𝕒𝕟 (ℍ𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕥) - Party(ft sitting in his lap, teeth, show off, human present)(GN!Reader, no pronouns or genitalia descriptions)

𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕣(𝕆𝕓𝕖𝕪 𝕄𝕖!) - Movie Night(Sitting in his lap)(ft Oviposition)(cw: includes Oviposition and background incest between the Demon Bros)

𝕂𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚 𝔻𝕖𝕟𝕜𝕚 - Outside Filming (ft Kirishima Eijirou)(ft Festival/Fireworks, on a blanket, Spit Roasting)

𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕠 ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒 - Naïveté|Under the Influence(cw: includes drug use(marijuana))

𝕀𝕚𝕕𝕒 𝕋𝕖𝕟𝕪𝕒 - Public Masturbation(ft on a park bench)

𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕛𝕚 𝕄𝕖𝕫𝕠𝕦 - Claiming|Jealousy(ft oblivious to flirting)(mini cw: includes kinda creepy guys pretending to be your friends)

𝕁𝕦𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕟 𝔻𝕖𝕧𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕜 - False Privacy (AMAB!GN!Reader; no pronouns but male genitalia)

𝕌𝕫𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚 𝕄𝕖𝕟𝕞𝕒 - Public Breastfeeding (turned?) Lewd(Casual Breastfeeding)(ft stepcest, Mommy Kink(No Femdom))(cw: includes stepparent-stepchild stepcest and underage and Age Gap(R: early to mid 30s, M: 17))

ℕ𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕜𝕦 - Sharing (ft Nara Shikamaru+Double Pen)(ft ABO, Incest)(cw: includes parent-child incest and underage(R: 15, Sm: 17))

𝕋𝕠𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕚 𝔼𝕟𝕛𝕚/𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕣 - Forced to Watch(Infidelity)(ft Todoroki Shouto)(ft Stolen|Payback)(cw: contains Infidelity with Cheater!Shouto and Age Gap(R: mid to late 20s, E: late 40s - mid 50s))

𝕋𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕒 𝕂𝕖𝕚 - Ritual|Initiation(ft Kuroo Tetsurou + Bokuto Koutarou)(ft voyeurism)

𝕌𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕙𝕒 𝕀𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚 - Sex Ed(Demonstration)(ft Uchiha Sasuke)(ft Stepcest)(cw: includes stepsibling stepcest and underage(R: 15, S: 17))

ℍ𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕂𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕚 - School(Sex Ed; Demonstration)(ft Konoha 13 boys)(ft teacher/student|age gap, incest)(cw: includes parent-child incest and underage(R: 16))

ℕ𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕦 - ABO Public Breeding(ft Claiming|Mating, sex ed, teacher/student|age gap)(cw: includes age gap(R: 16/17, S: mid to late 20s to early 30s) and underage)

𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕠𝕦 ℍ𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕚 - Power Establishment(Gang|Mafia)(ft Stolen|Payback, cock warming)(ft Bakugou)

𝕌𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 𝕎𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕚 - Group Get Together(ft Haikyuu Captains + partners)(ft oral cock warming, no touching(self))(GN!Reader; no pronouns or genitalia descriptions)

𝕌𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕙𝕒 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕖 - Merfolk(Aquarium|Enclosure || Tail, teeth + claws)(ft claiming|mating, knotting)

𝕄𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕝(𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕒) - Royalty/Making an Heir (ft Royal Doctor!Julian + Spectator!Asra)(ft having an audience)

𝔸𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝔻𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕚 - Free Space!(ft Cock warming before a game, nipple play)

𝕂𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕠 𝕋𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕦 - Monster/Human(Teeth + Claws, Tentacles)(ft knotting, Aquarium|Enclosure)

𝕄𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚 - Bar|Club (ft size kink)(cw: includes underage(16))

𝕀𝕟𝕦𝕫𝕦𝕜𝕒 𝕂𝕚𝕓𝕒 - Free Space!(ft Royalty|Making an Heir, ABO, Breeding)

𝔸𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕠 - ABO Public Breeding(ft Shino’s insects)(ft claiming|mating, oviposition)(cw: includes Oviposition and insects used in sexual scenario)

𝔸𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕓𝕚 - ABO Untimely Heat(unknown omega/first heat)(ft Shibi’s insects!)(cw: includes Oviposition and parent-child incest)

𝔹𝕒𝕜𝕦𝕘𝕠𝕦 𝕂𝕒𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕚 - Power Establishment(ABO Public Breastfeeding)(ft knotting)

𝕋𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕦 𝕊𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚 - Monster/Human(ft Tail, Teeth + Claws, Oviposition, Shore/Beach)(cw: includes Oviposition)

𝕆𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕦 - Free Space!(Monster/Human; Tail, Oviposition, hint of teeth)(ft Free Roam, claiming|mating, implied future claiming)(cw: includes Oviposition and being offered as a sacrifice(with the assumption Oro unalives the sacrifices))

𝕄𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕟(𝕆𝕓𝕖𝕪 𝕄𝕖!) - Claiming|Jealousy(space invasion)(ft Sharing w Beel, Double Pen)(cw: includes background incest between Mams and Beel and Polyamory)

ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕫𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕠 - Sex Ed(Hands on Learning)(ft Konoha 13 boys)(ft Teacher/Student|Age Gap, sharing w Naruto+Spit Roasting, ABO, stepcest, claiming|mating)(cw: includes stepparent-stepchild and stepsiblings stepcest)

𝕌𝕫𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚 ℕ𝕒𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕠 - Birthday(ft Konoha 13 boys + Kakashi + Itachi)(ft Fuck Party, Sharing w Kakashi, Double Pen, incest)(cw: includes parent-child incest and Age Gap(R+N: 18/19, K: 36) and underage drinking)

𝕐𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕠 || 𝕋𝕖𝕟𝕫𝕠𝕦 - Movie Night(sitting in his lap)(ft Kakashi + Naruto + Sai + Sasuke + Sakura)(cw: includes Polyamory and hints of Trans!Sai)

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕎𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 - ABO Public Breeding (ft on car sex)

𝕋𝕠𝕜𝕠𝕪𝕒𝕞𝕚 𝔽𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕘𝕖 - Monster/Human (ft Kuroiro)(wings, hint of claws)(ft claiming|mating, oviposition, sharing w Kuroiro, double pen)(ft claiming|mating, teeth + claws, tentacles, knotting)(cw: includes Oviposition and Polyamory)

𝔹𝕠𝕟𝕦𝕤 𝕊𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 - Merfolk(Aquarium|Enclosure || Tail, slight claws)(ft claiming|mating, breeding)

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𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: All ABO one shots (if it includes vaginal penetration) will have knotting unless specified otherwise!

All Double Penetration fics will be Double Pen in One Hole!

MOST of these will be Female Reader as that’s what I’m most comfortable writing

Some of these will contain potentially triggering content, PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS AND BE AWARE!! Warnings will be restated on each individual one-shot as well. DON’T LIKE DON’T READ.

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【𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃】

#series masterlist #cw public sex #cw exhibitionism #mcu x reader #bnha x reader #x men x reader #obey me x reader #the arcana x reader #naruto x reader #haikyuu x reader #kuroko no basuke x reader #supernatural x reader #bleach x reader #masterlist #18+ content #18+ blog #mdni #tw exhibitionism #tw public sex #cw inc*st #tw inc*st #cw age gap #cw age difference #tw age gap #tw age difference #don’t like don’t read #spiderlily spells

[jinchuls]

𝒴𝑒𝓈, 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝐻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 ₊˚✩

ᡣ𐭩 various knight!character x fem!reader

includes 𝜗𝜚 iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsurou (nsfw), ojiro aran (nsfw - marking), takanobu aone

notes 𝜗𝜚 repost from previous blog, mdni

𝑰𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒛𝒖𝒎𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆 was the most responsible man assigned to you. No matter your request, big or small, he would execute them with perfection and a quiet “Yes, Your Highness.” He’d bow his head, stand close and make sure every step you take is safe. For the longest time, he seemed to have no interest in anything other than your father’s expectations of him. Not in you, or his fellow knights–he’d perform as he should but no more. You hated it. You hated the lack of attention, the simple responses and the silence as he stood at your side and, most of all, you hated how the small acts, the brief moments your eyes would meet and how those three words would make your heart skip. As you ignore the burning in your chest whenever he is near, you’re unaware of the effect you have on him. You’re oblivious to the shake in his voice when he does quietly respond to you and you don’t notice the gleam in his eyes when yours meet his–you look away before you can notice the red tinge painting his cheeks–and you had no idea the silence was caused by his pure inability to string sentences together in your presence. He wanted to, he wanted to hear your voice every second of the day or be the cause of your laugh. It’s your outburst one night that changes the course of your relationship, that starts something that would result in Hajime’s certain dismissal, with tears welling in your eyes and the frustration clear on your face you confess every emotion weighing down on your heart hoping, praying, he felt the same. He can hear his own heartbeat as it quickens, the pounding in his chest so loud he fears you can hear it from your position across the room; his face reddens again–you have to hide your smile to spare him any more embarrassment–and he begins to stutter. If he had found it difficult to speak around you, it worsened in that moment, but it was clear, no matter what the future would hold for your heart, your feelings were mirrored by your knight.

𝑲𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒐 𝑻𝒆𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒖 had mastered the art of trickery. In your family's eyes, he was the perfect candidate to keep you safe. He was that man, amongst all of his peers he was one of the strongest and most capable men that your parents could trust–he’d perfected their vision of him which only presented him every opportunity to show you the less professional sides of him. He was the man he allowed everyone to see but he was also the man able to rile you up, in all the right ways, with a lingering stare and a mischievous glint in his eyes or the touch of his fingers against the nape of your neck as he struggled with the clasp of your necklace. Your attraction to him was unheard of; you’d be ridiculed by anyone that found out. A member of the royal family and their knight? It was an impossible match Supposedly. They only thought that way because they didn’t know what happened when the door was closed; when the knight’s barrack was empty or any other moment the two of you found yourselves alone. There would be no more talk of the incompatibility of royals with anyone of lower status if they knew the way you’d find yourself bouncing on his cock as night settles around the palace. Or how you’d bite your lip to stop the moans from escaping you as he held your waist and the rhythmic movement of his hips had your legs shaking as each precise thrust pushed against every nerve sending you one step closer to bliss. None of it mattered, they could whisper and they could plan your betrothal: they would never know how comforted you felt wrapped in his arms or how protected you knew you were simply walking through the halls of your own home. No one could ruin what had been created and no one would ever know. Outside of your shared secret, all that was seen was your gentle orders directed at him, your voice soft but stern–as it was with every individual under your command–and his return the usual, the formal response everyone was expected to utter but his with a sly, subtle flirtation that left your legs weaks beneath you: “Yes, Your Highness.”

𝑶𝒋𝒊𝒓𝒐 𝑨𝒓𝒂𝒏 was perfect. Cheerful, strong, intelligent and, most important of all, able to cope with the incessant issues caused by the Miya twins (the knights assigned to your siblings. Days seemed to pass quicker when he was there; whenever time appeared to slow, he would be there to keep you company. There was no such thing as a dull moment when he was at your side. From the moment you met him, he was far too easy to get along with. Solid lines engraved in your mind were fading; the lessons taught to you as a young noble were forgotten and the very nature of the expected relationship between knight and noble was lost. You had never been happier. “Aran.” You’d whisper, fingernails digging into the skin of his arm; your head fell back against the pillows as he kissed your neck softly. “I know,” His voice would be no louder than yours, “Not where they can be seen.” With a kiss to your collarbone, he’d look between your bodies at the littering of fading marks he’d left the last time he’d had you in his arms. Across your chest, your thighs, anywhere where they would be hidden from eyes you did not trust. As always, he’d make a comment about how you looked beautiful with the evidence of him. And, as usual, it doesn’t take long before he’s darkening existing marks, kissing your chest. Biting your skin softly to hear those sweet sounds he adored, and leave behind reminders of the night for you to find the next morning. With more scattered across your skin, he’d sit up to look down at his masterpiece as you reached up for him, missing the warmth of his body closer to you. Your quiet mewls were heaven to hear. A smile sat on his face as he leaned down, chest against you and his lips grazing yours. He’d still, hips pressed to yours forcing whimpers from your throat–a silent cry for more–you’re too lost in ecstasy to give it up now. “Please.” You whisper, eyes meeting his. He grins, hands softly holding your waist as he slowly pulls his hips away again. “Yes, Your Highness.”

𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒖 𝑨𝒐𝒏𝒆 was quiet. From the day he was assigned as your personal guard, he’d barely uttered a word to you or to anyone. He’d simply nod his head to accept any order you sent his way and, miraculously, he’d found a way to relay any message from you wordlessly. You envied those able to understand the behaviour you’d never seen before and you found yourself wanting to be among those he seemed close to. You would watch his fellow knights approach him; you’d watch how Futakuchi would speak to the man and reiterate his silence into words during group conversations whilst you were left in confusion. Day in and day out, you’d find yourself watching him and the little interactions he would have with those around him, occasionally catching his perfectly gentle nature with small animals that roamed the palace gardens. You were certain he could feel your eyes on him but he never seemed to care; you knew words had got to him that you had been asking those he spoke to often to tell you about him but he never stopped your interest. And, as time passed, you found your curiosity had grown into something much more. You’d look away quickly when he would turn his head in your direction, eyes suddenly focused on the tea in front of you. Aone was quiet. Almost too quiet. But the red of his cheeks, that you caught for just a few seconds, was loud. You clear your throat, fearing your voice could break as you try once more to encourage a conversation with him. “The weather is lovely today,” you grip the teacup tightly, closing your eyes and wincing in the embarrassment, that wasn’t what you’d wanted to say. “Would you,” you quieten, looking anywhere other than where he is stood. “Would accompany me on a walk?” He waits a moment and you glance up, expecting to see a small nod, as always. He meets your eye, a soft smile on his face as he does so. “Yes, Your Highness.”

#𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝑒𝒸𝒽𝑜 ༉‧₊˚. #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #kuroo smut #kuroo tetsurou smut #ojiro aran #aran x reader #ojiro aran smut #aran smut #takanobu aone #aone x reader #haikyuy x reader #haikyuu smut

[kitasgloves]

thinking about a fantasy/royal au where he's a king and he's having a romantic relationship with you, a commoner. It was during a war and the kingdom was invaded, everything was destroyed and every civilian was killed, including you.

Beyond heartbroken, he pleads with the gods & goddesses to bring you back to life so that he can be with you but he's met with a condition. He will become cursed with immortality and you're bound to be reincarnated in every lifetime only to hate him each time. He thinks he'll do anything, anything just to keep you alive.

And so he lives for centuries with the vicious history of meeting you, who doesn't have any recollection of your past memories with him, only to detest him. Despite the ache, he actively seeks you out, hoping he'll get your affection, hoping for you to love him again.

Lifetime after lifetime, various names, but the same faces. He carries the hell of having his beloved alive but forever harbor hate for him. All because of his selfless love.

And then the modern age arrives, he knows you are to be reincarnated again, he knows he'll be heartbroken again. However, when he meets you, you give him a familiar look in the eye. A look that sends him memories back when he was still king, back when you still loved him.

In this lifetime, you didn't push him away as he clings to the possibility of breaking the curse. He longed to be loved by you again. Perhaps in this lifetime, it's granted for you and him again to live happily

KAGEYAMA, Kuroo, OIKAWA, Akaashi, Shirabu, SUNA, SAKUSA

#— ♬ ©kitasgloves #haikyuu #haikyuu drabbles #kageyama x reader #kuroo x reader #oikawa x reader #akaashi x reader #shirabu x reader #suna x reader #sakusa x reader

[yeonniesblog]

masterlist’

bluelock

[smau]

bllk reaction : accidental confession — gender neutral

bllk reaction : offering homework in exchange of tit pics

bllk reaction : to your horrendous simping over them modeling

bllk reaction : pranking them by sending a nude/exposed picture and telling them it wasn't for them

haikyuu

[one shot]

akaashi keiji x gn!reader; [tooth rotting fluff; slice of life; established relationship]

sakusa kiyoomi x reader; [fluff; two idiots in love; confession]

[series]

suna rintarnou x f!reader : that escalated quickly [completed]; [smut, childhood friends to lovers, suna has a pretty dic—, fluff and comedy]

• ↳ part : 1, ↳ part : 2, ↳ part : 3, ↳ part : 4. (favorite fr)

kuroo x f!reader x oikawa tooru : little too late [on hold] ; [agnst asf, accidental pregnancy, a lil bit of fluff, oikawa slayed]

• ↳ part : 1, ↳ part : 2, ↳ part : 3, ↳ part : 4

boku no hero academia | mha

[oneshots/series]

bakugou x f!reader x izuku midorya : honey trap [katsuki x reader fwb/situationship intially, fake relationship izuku x reader, sexual tension x 100, fluff, agnst, suggestive]

• ↳ part : 1, ↳ part : 2, (I love this series 100% recommend)

bakugou katsuki x reader; [royal au, agnst, forbidden lovers]

Jujutsu kaisen | jjk

[smau]

jjk reaction : saying random ily to your bestfriend

[oneshot]

gojo satoru x gn!reader : you've ruined my life my not being mine; [fluff omg, they're so cute :(, mutual pinning, fic based on taylor swift's gorgeous]

requests — song prompts; open.

please suggest me smau ideas, also my asks are open <3

#blue lock text #bllk imagines #bllk smut #bllk texts #blue lock smut #blue lock x reader #jjk x reader #haikyuu x reader #akaashi keji x reader #suna x reader #haikyuu imagines #atsumu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu fluff #hq x reader #mha x reader #izuku mydoria #bakugou smut #bakugou x reader #bnha x reader

[noosayog]

[IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU] - ft. knight! iwaizumi hajime

warnings/content: princess! reader x knight/personal guard! iwa, royal au, arranged marraige, angst. One more after this!

wc: 2.1k

part 5. directory here.

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With Hajime gone, the days fly by. Before you know it, the wedding is set to take place in a week. Your family will be arriving in a few days and will stay to attend the ceremony to be held in the Nekoma castle. There’s no need for you to lift a single finger. Your dress, itinerary, dinner, guest list were all prepared by the maids in the manor. And that was fine because this is not the wedding you always fantasized about anyway. There is no use in stressing over the details. 

What you are excited for, however, is seeing your older brother again. While all the knights and courtesans in Nekoma are kind, you miss your family. 

And despite your father’s brutishness, you do miss him. After the union, you know your opportunities to see him will be few and far in between.

And it goes without saying, but your sore heart aches for your knight. Iwaizumi may have broken your heart, but you would be lying if you said you did not miss him. You have already long resigned to the fact that you will love him forever, silly as that may be. At least once an hour, he double crosses your mind and the next 10 minutes will be spent thinking of him, a deadly mix of daydreaming about his smile and bracing yourself to keep it together when you see him again.

Thus, the days are spent lounging alone in the gardens with a cup of tea and untouched pastries. Sir Kenma and Sir Kai have long given up on checking in on you when the faraway look glazes over your eyes. Most of them, sharp and cunning, have seen right through you, knowing of your feelings for your ex-personal knight. They used to sit with you to keep you company, but that does little to soothe the loneliness that seeps through your bones. So they have learned to give you space. After all, they have the rest of this lifetime to get to know their future queen. The days go by in a blur and before you know it, the day of your family’s arrival comes.

You expect a summon to dinner that night, but none comes. You arrive at the dining room as you do every night and find it completely empty save for some of the maids. When you ask about the Aoba Johsai entourage and the usual Nekoma attendees, the maids only shake their heads. You have dinner alone and wander through the halls in hopes of running into some familiar faces, but the castle hallways are silent and empty. After a dragged out tour of the entire building, including the outdoor gardens, you reluctantly give up on your search. 

Much to your disappointment, the next two days pass similarly. With the exception of Prince Kuroo having breakfast with you, the only human interaction you receive is from the servants. And with that, the day of your wedding arrives. 

~•~ 

The morning greets you with bright sun and beautiful weather, blue skies and not a cloud in  sight, perfect for an early summer wedding. Strangely, not a single maid disrupts your sleep, even after the additional half hour you spend lounging in bed. You decide to get up to find some breakfast and hopefully some company. 

When you push your bedroom door open, two familiar figures standing guard on either side of your doorway turn to face you.  

“Slept in on your big day, eh, Princess?” the first one teases. 

“Pretty heartless of you,” the second one jokes. 

“Mattsun! Makki!” you exclaim, wrapping each of them in a hug. “What are you two doing here?” 

They chuckle warmly, patting you on the back and reciprocating the embrace. 

“We’re here to be your escorts before it’s time to prepare for the ceremony,” Sir Hanamaki explains. 

“Shall we have breakfast in the garden today?” Sir Matsukawa offers.

“Where’s Toru and my parents? Am I not going to see them before the wedding?” 

“‘Fraid not, Princess. They’ve been busy dealing with some diplomatic shit apparently,” Hanamaki responds carelessly. 

“Makki!” you exclaim at his inappropriate language. You have missed that. 

“You’ll see them soon enough,” Matsukawa covers. “Well?” he prompts, offering you a crooked elbow. 

You slip either arm through each of their proffered elbows and practically skip your way to the gardens.  

Breakfast is a pleasant affair as the two catch you up on things you have missed at home. They go through a list of people and their respective updates, including your Father, Mother, Toru, Kindaichi, Kunimi, and all the others. 

They tactfully keep Iwaizumi off the list and while you are undeniably curious, it may just be better off not knowing. It may even be better that he does not come to the wedding at all. You keep those thoughts to yourself. 

After breakfast, they escort you straight back to your room after turning down your request to take a walk in the gardens.

“No can do, Princess.” Matsukawa declines.

“Don’t want you to run into any surprises, you know?” Hanamaki says cryptically. 

Once back in your room, you’re left again to your own devices until lunchtime. At exactly noon, a knock sounds at your door. Without waiting for your permission, the door opens and you are greeted by another face you have missed dearly. 

“Toru!” you exclaim, running over to your brother to tackle him in a hug. 

He lets out a grunt as he catches the impact of your body, giving you an easy spin before setting you back down. 

“Why haven’t I seen you since you’ve arrived?” 

“I’m sorry. There’s been some… situations I have needed to deal with since arriving.” 

He puts a strange emphasis on situations, but you do not question it. After all, diplomatic matters have always been more of Toru’s responsibility than yours.

“I wish we had more time to catch up,” your brother says, “but I have to ask you some questions now.” His eyes show a seriousness unbefitting of your whimsical brother, his voice solemn. 

“Okay,” you agree hesitantly. 

“I need to know if you still love Iwaizumi after all this time.” 

You recoil at the question, surprised by the question and baffled by the relevance of the topic at this stage. 

“Don’t think about anything else. Just be honest with me, as my little sister whose happiness I wish for. Be honest with yourself.”  

“Yes,” you whisper. “I do still love him, and I think I always will. You may not know but Prince Kuroo and I… we agreed to…” you trail off, not sure how to explain the situation in a way that will not upset your brother. 

He surprises you by nodding in understanding. “I know. I know what you and the Prince agreed to. And don’t,” he pauses a bit here, as if searching for the correct words. 

“Don’t overthink what I’m about to ask, okay?” 

You nod. 

“If you had the chance, would you still want to be with Iwa? Forget all the circumstances. Do you still long to be with him?” 

Your answer is easy. A tear escapes your eyes as you respond, “if he and I could simply exist as ourselves, and not as our titles, then yes. I do.”

Your brother smiles then. He gives you one more hug and something about the look in his eyes tells you not to ask anymore questions. You return his embrace, allowing yourself to cry silently in his arms. You don’t know how long the two of you stand there like that, only separating when another knocks sounds at the door. 

It’s the maids, ready to prepare you for the ceremony.

Toru releases you, holding both of your shoulders steady. He leans down, face-to-face with you. “Don’t lose faith,” he says quietly, wiping the swiping tears from your cheeks. 

~•~ 

When Toru leaves, the maids enter, but instead of the Nekoma maids you have become accustomed to, it is your old maids and good friends, Rose and Marie. 

They are quick to gather you into a tight embrace, exclaiming about how you have lost weight and mildly reprimanding you for crying your eyes swollen on such a big day. 

With little time to catch up, they prepare you, adorning you with ribbons, flowers, and jewelry, all while chattering away in their comforting voices. When you slip into your dress and finally see yourself in the mirror, a strange calm washes over you. The same calm that has developed in the days you spent daydreaming in the Nekoma gardens. The same calm that covers your consciousness in a blissful haze. The same calm that makes you feel like you are looking at someone else in your body. 

It’s only as Rose and Marie join you on either side, admiring you through the mirror with tears in their eyes that you blink back into the moment. 

“You are so beautiful, Princess,” Rose sniffles.

“We are so proud of you,” Marie adds. 

You smile at them, fighting the urge to cry again and ruin all their hard work. 

“And remember,” they say. “You are destined for happiness. No matter how this day ends. Now, you must go, Princess.” 

This day has been nothing short of cryptic messages, but they are right. Outside, the sun is just beginning to lower itself onto the horizon and the sunset is a summon for you to be at the Grand Hall. You give your friends one last hug and a whispered “thank you,” before making your way out. 

~•~ 

At your arrival, the large double doors open to reveal an intricately decorated setup, but sparsely filled. The number of attendees is incredibly few for a wedding of royal caliber. As practiced, you walk down the aisle, vision blurred by the veil covering your face. When you arrive at the front of the room, Prince Kuroo is not at the altar, as he was during the practice sessions. And instead of an ordained priest behind the altar, your father and Queen Kuroo stand in that place. You see the monarchs of each kingdom holding their stern expressions, but as you meet your fathers gaze through your veil, you see a kind look in his eyes, one you have not seen since you were a child. He gives you a small nod and in spite of your confusion, you proceed.

Your destination is on the small elevated stage by the altar. You take the 2 small steps up, dragging the train of your dress behind you and turn around to face the guests. As you finally get a good glimpse of all the attendees, you notice that Hajime is nowhere in sight. On the Nekoma side of the hall, the first chair closest to the stage is vacant. You are not sure who is missing from the Nekoma side save for your absent fiance. 

The first to speak is Queen Kuroo, as you hear her begin to announce her son. 

“Announcing: Representative of the Royal Family Kuroo, Prince of Nekoma, and future heir to the throne, my son, Kuroo Testuro.” 

At the very end of the hall, the curtains are drawn and you see the Prince enter, walking down the same carpet you did just moments ago. However, instead of alighting the steps to join you on stage, he stands on the ground directly in front of you. He does not turn around to face the guests. You give him a questioning look and he just grins like he knows something you do not, though it seems more and more like everyone knows something about today that you do not. 

Next, you hear your father clear his throat. His next words make you turn your back to the audience to make sure you hear him correctly. 

“Announcing: Captain of the Aoba Johsai Royal Order of Knights,” 

Your breath catches. 

“And future heir to the Dukedom of the Iwaizumi estate, Iwaizumi Hajime.” 

 You swivel around abruptly enough that your veil slides out of position. Your obscured vision only sees a flurry of motion at the end of the hall. You see the curtain at the back of the hall pulled back to reveal a figure you dare not register as familiar, though it is one that you have watched and chased after for as long as you remember. Your vision grows hazy and you don’t know if it’s tears or the veil. So you pull the veil right off, not trusting your covered eyes. 

At the other end of the carpet, is Iwaizumi Hajime, not in his usual armor, but dressed in formal attire, not unlike Prince Kuroo’s. His eyes are trained intensely on yours. Something in the way he looks at you, walks to the altar, and takes your hands tells you that he is not here to simply watch. He is here for you.

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[thania-keiji-gf]

the type of boyfriend who loves call you princess because you're his princess. he loves giving you royal—uh, more specific is princess treatment. yes some kind like : carrying you by piggyback ride when you tired for a walk, paid everything you shop in mall and bring all of those stuff later by one of his hand bc his another hand is used for holding your hand, bring extra his hoodie on his car whenever you two go for a date bc he know you easily get cold, give you a bucket of flower every week to make sure you know that he always loved you, never let you doing everything alone bc you deserve a man who can do everything for you, feeds you everytime you are not in the mood to eat but sometimes when you want be feeded with him even though you in the mood—it's okay! why not? he make sure you eat first before him, priority you more than anything, and the last always giving you soft tone whenever he speaks with you bc that's how a prince talk to his princess.

"i will never let you doing everything alone, princess—uh sorry. i mean, your highness." he said as he kiss your back of the your hand.

-> AKAASHI, Tendou, Sugawara, ATSUMU, SUNA, Kuroo, OIKAWA, Daichi, SEMI, Osamu

#Thank You For Reading #Thania's Think #Haikyuu!! #Haikyuu #Haikyu #HQ #Haikyuu Fluff #Haikyuu Scenarios #Haikyuu Headcanons #Haikyuu x You #Akaashi #Akaashi Fluff #Tendou #Tendou Fluff #Sugawara #Sugawara Fluff #Atsumu #Atsumu Fluff #Suna #Suna Fluff #Kuroo #Kuroo Fluff #Oikawa #Oikawa Fluff #Daichi #Daichi Fluff #Semi #Semi Fluff #Osamu #Osamu Fluff

[reverie-starlight]

walk him like a dog

just some nearly 3am thoughts with me as I scroll through this tiktok trend by the same name

gn!reader, just fluff/humour and these boys being very in love with you, I really wasn't sure if I was gonna post it so if I delete it... whoops? <3

including characters from haikyuu, bnha, knb, jjk, obey me and blue lock (ooo what’s this? a new fandom has entered my writing realm??)

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whether you’re both in a group setting, or it’s just the two of you out together, the second you get up to get something/talk to someone he’s also up and trailing after you. follows you without a second thought if you don’t explicitly tell him he doesn’t have to go with you. he just wants to be with you, please let him, even if he doesn't exactly know where you're going!!

KAGAMI, mammon (...honestly he'd fit in most of these after a certain point in your relationship), SUNA, tsukishima, reo, BAKUGOU, BOKUTO, kunigami, kenma, AOMINE, belphie, MEGUMI, kaminari, TODOROKI (him extra bc you can argue with me on anyone else in this section but not him.)

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this man is wrapped around your finger, okay? he would do anything for you (even though you’d never ask him to do anything too extreme or purposefully push him too far). need water and don’t want to get up? he’s on it. forgot something in the car? “don’t worry baby, I’ve got it, just sit tight.”

mattsun, BEEL, akashi, SIMEON, osamu, KITA, isagi, bachira, ARAN, ITADORI, HAWKS, kirishima, midoriya, LEVIATHAN

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if you're going to class, he will 100% hold your things for you and walk with you to the room, even if it means he'll be late for whatever he has to do. similarly, in a grocery store, he will hold the basket or cart or anything you hand to him, no complaints. helpful boy <3

IWAIZUMI, kuroo, nagi, SAKUSA, kise, midorima, solomon, bakugou, mirio, itadori, akaashi, hinata

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this is similar to the last one but I think walking you to class or grocery shopping is different than a longer shopping trip. more patience is involved with this- you're at a mall?? he's holding all of your bags with a smile on his face and possibly paying for lunch.

iwaizumi, ATSUMU, bokuto, KAGEYAMA, USHIJIMA, barou, kagami, murasakibara, MEGUMI, aomine (maybe not with a SMILE but he'd definitely secretly not mind one bit), ISAGI

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you're getting the royal treatment all the time with him. do I even need to explain this one? this one works for either the stoic or the "high and mighty" types OR the complete simps <3

oikawa, chigiri, lucifer, DIAVOLO (he's the next king of hell, enough said), RIN, satan, barbatos, kaiser, SEMI (eita), todoroki, HAWKS, kirishima, AKASHI, REO, kunigami, tbh any of your favs would give you the royalty treatment that you deserve.

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hope you all enjoyed!! idk how i feel abt this one but we'll see how it does ig :)

reblogs appreciated!!

tagging bc you showed interest: @my-lovver @emmyrosee <33

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[sukunas-wife]

🤍🤍🤍 It’s that time 🤍🤍🤍

My little Author Info page 🥺

Virtually my name is Lady Lu Vishnu

Sukuna’s Wife, Toji’s Blessing, Garmadon’s Side

I don’t really care for my birth name but feel free to call me Lu, L, V or Void lol

I live on the east coast of the USA

My favorite colors are Gold, Red, Royal Blue & Black

I like 🤍Sukuna🤍,

Favorite characters aside from Kuna: Toji, Kuroo, Ushijima, Byakuya, Enji, Kyoya, Daryl Dixon 😔, Tengen, Akaza, (I can’t think my brain is sleepy)

Im Japanese Hispanic, a real mix there 😭🤍 Thanks dad and mom 🥹🤍 Im the youngest of 7

If I’m chatty I’m unfocused, If I’m focused I lock in and everything becomes irrelevant. I’m currently living in my own house and it’s rough but I like the solitude and independence, I don’t like showing my face much so here’s a collection of pictures to give everyone a rough guess of my face 🤍

Thank you for attending my presentation 🤍 (I’ve been thinking about opening commissions for my small shop if anyone wants to support me, another post coming soon)

Tags: Perm for privilege 🥹🤍

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[kuroosdarling]

corset

♡‧₊˚ knight!kuroo x princess!reader

♡‧₊˚ wc: 1k

♡‧₊˚ cw: royal AU, rlly suggestive, lots of pining lol

♡‧₊˚ synopsis: tonight was the grand ball where different suitors would try their best to woo you. but you only had eyes for the one you were forbidden to ever be with. maybe a little rebellion never hurt…

a/n: pls this one was so much fun to write lol i always wanted to do a royal au with kuroo!!! it’s a whole universe id like to explore .. >:) pls i hope y’all enjoy this !! i’m hoping to get all the fics out by his bday :) so sry for the spam lol

dear tetsu ♡

“kuroo?” you duck your head out from the door, trying to hide your barely covered torso from view. he quickly turns from his post, shock covering his features before he put on a stone cold mask — one that you were all too familiar seeing. he did this anytime he showed you a fraction of emotion and it was slowly driving you insane. you had to hold back your pout as you continue on. “my handmaidens are unavailable right now, could you—?”

you trail off as you motion towards the room, suddenly a little nervous at your request. it had been your idea all along to have your girls run off for a few hours so you could make your move. even though it was juvenile and completely inappropriate, you wanted to feel the rush of having an intimate moment with the one who truly holds your hearts affection.

“of course, princess.” he offers a small smile but that’s it as he walks into the room. you press the corset against your body, holding it in place so it doesn’t slip off — to both of your disappointment. he shuts the door and takes three long steps to the other side of the room. you follow suit and turn around, letting him have a go at it. “i’ve never done this before.” he admits.

“it’s okay,” you whisper, your voice just above a breath. the corset was hardly on you and yet you feel like it was starting to suffocate you. “just do what feels right.”

he nods to himself, steeling himself for what he’s about to do. if anyone had found out about this, he’d be thrown into the dungeon for who knows how long. but it was worth it. your tantalizing smell drew him in, the perfume he loved so much filled his senses, causing all his thoughts to spiral. he swallows thickly as he comes to the realization that he’s never been so close to you.

his fingers lightly trail down the back of you corset, a feathery, ghostlike touch that you weren’t even sure was real — or if your mind was just playing tricks on you.

his strong hands grab the ties at the bottom, pausing briefly as he gazed at the back of your head, trying to decipher what thoughts were running through it. his voice escapes him so all he can do is tug at the strings, tightening your corset.

his hand steadies you when you wobble at the force of him tightening it. he had never done this before and might’ve been a little too rough with it, but you didn’t seem to mind, only letting out a small squeak of surprise that will sweetly haunt his mind until the end of his days.

part of him wants to do it again to see what other noises he could pull from you, but logic quickly takes over, shoving that thought far down with the other forbidden ones he holds dearly — only for you.

he pushes the top half of you down just a little, to get a better angle, he tells himself. not because he wants to see like what you would look like sprawled out under him, bent over the bed that he’d never be able to lie in. the one meant for you and your future husband.

he roughly tightens the string at the thought, getting softer with his touch each section before he slowly makes his way back down to the ties hanging off of you, tying them in a small bow. it takes everything in him not to spin you by your waist and pull you in for a kiss that would leave the both of you breathless — one that would change the course of fate itself.

all the air was sucked out of the room, and it wasn’t because of the corset pressing down against your ribcage. he was intoxicating and it took every morsel of self-control to not turn around and start something you’d never wish to finish.

“it’s done.” he whispers, not even daring to trust his own voice. you straighten up and slowly turn.

“how do i look?” you ask, the words barely coming out of your mouth. he looks down at you, something filling his eyes that you can’t allow yourself to decipher. he slowly leans down into your space so his breath fans against your face as he speaks.

“you look absolutely divine, my princess.” he says, the smallest smirk dancing along his lips as his cheeks liven up in a pink hue. “i wouldn’t be surprised if your beauty stole every heart at the ball tonight.”

“even yours?” you ask before you had a chance to think it through. the question catches you both off guard, and you’re scared he’ll take off and leave you standing like a fool. or worse — laugh right in your face.

“you’ve had mine long before you put on this corset.” he smiles, something more sincere that fills your heart with hope. his hand reaches up as if he wants to touch the corset, run his hands along it and follow the curvature of your waist. but he snaps it back down at his side like he had just got badly singed.

your eyes follow his movements and before you can really think it through, you play your next move. your lips have a mind of their own as you lean up closer to him, ready to plant themselves on his in a union that had waited far too long to commence.

his eyes flutter shut right after yours as the space between you grows smaller and smaller. you could almost taste the sweet, smokey scent that radiates off him. the ghost of his lips almost meeting yours before cruel fate gets it’s last laugh.

three knocks on the door pull you further away from each other, your widened eyes mirroring his own as your thoughts catch up to your actions. were you really about to risk it all for him? and why did you feel so okay with that fact? he takes a step back and clears his throat.

he knows what he had to do. he knows he needs to march over to the door and walk away from this. but he can’t move, his feet betray him as his eyes give away his true feelings. lust and something softer pools in the hues of his hazel eyes, darkening the longer he looks at you.

you’re too scared to breathe, too scared to move — to do anything that would burst this bubble. all you could do was stare back at him as the person at the door starts to pound against it.

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[itslittlegiggle]

okay one of my most FAVOURITE tickling tropes is when character A and character B have COMPLETELY different laughter/reactions when they’re being tickled

character A is dramatic and loud when tickled. they shriek and scream and whine and babble through their laughter. lots of “i’m dying” and “nonono”. they laugh with their whole body and their limbs are flailing. lots of cackles. very silly and good

character B has panicked, frantic, stuttering giggles. their entire body blushes and they try to turtle up. very twitchy. say “wait wait wait!” when they start getting tickled. lots of squeaking. high-pitched, bubbly giggles they try to hide. very cute and good

some of my absolute favourite trope pairings examples (A and B respectively):

sokka & zuko (avatar: the last airbender)

dante & ari (aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe)

kuroo & kenma (haikyuu!!)

eren & armin (attack on titan)

howl & sophie (howl’s moving castle)

lance & keith (voltron)

sebastian & ominis (hogwarts legacy)

simon & wilhelm (young royals)

kirishima & kaminari (boku no hero acadamia)

((add more if you feel my drift and have some Thoughts))

(((thank you for your time)))

#absolutely obsessed with sokka & zuko for this trope rn

[astyrial]

long time no see kuroo tetsurō x fem!reader (fluff) synopsis: your least favorite guest arrives word count: 1.5k warnings: none masterlist | requests are open

    sunlight envelopes you as wheat whips against your shins. harvest time, one of the most beneficial times for your family. as your many brothers continue on the wheat fields, you turn to retrieve the crops from your personal garden. between the excitement of the prince's yearly visit and the increased harvest you have this year, everyone has been working at their very best.

  your eldest sister knits him a considerable shirt. your mother creating a feast that would only be considered a snack compared to the prince's typical meals. you would be tasked with tidying the house and your brother's room that he would overtake. over the years, you clearly understood his power and influence, hence your family's preparation. however, you never quite cared for his intrusion.

  especially as you gather peas and watch as your family members race for the front of the house. your younger sister rushes out the back door, her best outfit on. "sister! the prince is here, we must go see him!" she pulls on your arm, nearly knocking the basket out of your hand, dropping the vegetables you had grabbed.

  "ella! i'll see him plenty the following days, plus it's not as if he doesn't know who we are already," you pull your hand back from her, rearranging the vegetables so that they're more secure in your basket. 

  ella shakes her head, looking back to see the carriage pulling up to the house. "but you know mother likes you to be there. he's always been kind to you, even when you were both children. or at least that's what everyone tells me," her shoulders drop, eyes flickering between you and the building. 

  the puppy dog eyes she dawns can't keep you from saying no once more, "fine- el. but if anyone's being forced to carry his bags this time, it'll be alexander. the prince hardly knows how to pack light."

  a giggle escapes from your sister, her hand reaching out to grab yours once more. you intertwine your fingers with hers, letting her pull you towards the home. the grass is soft between your toes, dandelion seeds dispersing as you walk through them. once you reach the front of the house, the prince is already exiting his carriage. 

  he has a wild smile on his face, eyes searching the large family. his gaze lands on you and it's like he was searching for you through the small crowd of people. you avert your eyes, swallowing phlegm. "hello! l/n family, it's great to be a guest at your home once more. i trust you've had a lovely harvest," he greets your mother first, father second.

  "oh prince tetsuro! we greatly appreciate your visit. the harvest has been more than enough and we will absolutely see to it that some of it is given to the kingdom," your father shakes the prince's hand, a smile on his face. 

  prince tetsuro.. it's been a while since you've seen him. the way his hair spikes up and his laugh becoming irritatingly contagious. however, this visit, he looks a little different from how he normally appears. more mature, more confident in his stature. for once he may actually live up to his title of prince and complete a job. 

  "ahhh well this year the whole kingdom has been graced with great soil. if you'd like, your contribution should be used for better things. like expanding your farm, or maybe visiting the castle every so often."

  visiting the castle? you narrow your eyes at the ground, why would your family visit the castle? you look back up at the prince and catch his eye once more. it wasn't that you despised the royal family, but rather, you didn't want to eat poultry with them. they lived above so many others and take weekends away to live amongst those who live below them.

  he gives you a soft smile, turning away from your parents, "anything delicious from the personal garden this year?"

  "uh- yes. the peas are the freshest they've ever tasted," you tap your bare foot against the ground, feeling the little pebbles that near the road. 

  "absolutely! you should join us inside and we can serve you a dish. then you can remember just how delicious the vegetables and fruits grown here can be," your mother hooks her arm with the prince, as if they're lifelong friends, and helps him into the house.

  most of your family follows, ella staying back a second to look over at you. she rolls her eyes as you turn around to head back to the back of the house. "why aren't you joining us? we should be celebrating! we no longer need to dedicate some of our food for the kingdom!"

  "because if he didn't know us, he never would've done that. what about the other farms that are 'so plentiful'? ella, i understand your appreciation for the king and his son, but I don't feel the same. prince tetsuro seems lovey, but by the end of the day, he's still just a prince," you pull away from her, turning back towards the gardens and the horses' stable. 

  the walk is tedious, the sun beginning to lower in the sky. the wheat fields moving graciously through the wind. your head turns, looking back at the house. inside is your family gathering with the prince. they all look so happy, so peaceful with him. but why wouldn't they? he secures futures for you all, just not for others. 

  you turn back around, shaking your head. the basket seats in your hand as you spot the stable. it's small, only enough room for a couple horses. however, you always like going down there, alone. you quickly make it to the horses' stable and set down your basket, grabbing a muddied carrot. the horses always enjoy your gifts, unable to say no to a carrot or apple. 

  "oh rusty, you're the only one i care to be around right now. everything is prince tetsuro this and tetsuro that. he may be a prince, but it's not as if he does much for this kingdom."

  "well, tell me how you really feel," a voice echoes through your head, a voice that would be the last one you would want to hear in any scenario.

  you turn around and see prince tetsuro standing there, his arm leaning against the entrance of the stable. his cloak hangs over his shoulders and down to the ground. your breath catches in your throat, heart beating quickly. tetsuro's thumb hooks onto his waistband, the rest of his hand resting on his pants. "i'm joking.. you're not the first to underestimate my abilities to lead," his gaze flickers between you and your horse. 

  "right, uh i apologize for the comments, prince tetsuro," you curtsy, scowling at the floor before looking back up at the prince. 

  he shakes his head before standing up straight and walking over to you. "no need to apologize, i appreciate hearing a truthful opinion every once in a while. especially when it comes from a friend," prince tetsuro's eyebrows raise, his body in front of you now, uncomfortably close.

  "i wouldn't exaggerate that much prince tetsuro. you've been kind to my family, but royals and farmers simply don't mix. they never will," you bite your lip, turning back to your horse, only stealing glimpses of the prince. 

  prince tetsuro stands beside you, also staring off at your horse. it hasn't been the first time you've caught his eye. growing up, he'd always gravitate towards you during all of his visits. the prince would always gift you things, even if you didn't have the guts to accept them. it wasn't until recently that you realized just how different the royals truly are from you. how they live their life so lavishly compared to your pigpens and work horses.

  "then let me show you that we can," he turns to you, lifting one foot onto the lowest rack of the railing. 

  "you actually believe in a few days time that you can convince me to deny a fundamental truth?"

  the prince smiles to himself, gaze flickering between your eyes. even if you can't see it, he can see a playfulness flash across your irises. "i know i can," prince tetsuro 

  you shake your head, reaching out your hand to run your fingers along rusty's mane. sure the prince is attractive to an extent, his royal outfit dawning colors you could never imagine owning. he used to be able to make you laugh more than anyone else you knew. prince tetsuro was a pillar of anything good, making this all the harder when you shrug your shoulders.

  "well, if you want to start anywhere, i'd recommend the garden. i could use some help getting the aubergines collected," you reach down and grab the basket of vegetables, turning back to look at the prince.

  he holds out his hand, "i can carry the basket for you, m'lady."

  "don't push it, your royal highness," you push past him and out of the stable. 

  never in your life did you imagine a prince fighting for your attention, affection. especially going to such lengths to pull plants from a garden and smear mud along his pants. despite your clear reservations, you can't help but laugh along as he attempts to gain your time and trust.

#kuroo tetsuro x fem!reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo testuro #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfic #medieval au #haikyuu medieval au

[wttcsms]

we must have did something right somewhere else, though is what kuroo tells you. the two of you are laying on your backs in the backyard of the house he grew up in (which is a lie; this is the house he spent most of his time avoiding and tried to grow out of, but semantics).

the two of you have just broken up, by the way. you are stargazing (there actually aren’t any stars that can be seen, either, which just seems to add insult to injury) with your now ex-boyfriend, and he just got done telling you about the multiverse theory. you reminded him that you already watched everything everywhere all at once, and so you’re basically a certified genius when it comes to that, but you laughed when you said it because even after telling you that it isn’t going to work out between the two of you, you still find him endearing.

long distance never ends well, anyway. the two of you gave it your best shot, and after you moved away to europe to attend a university there, the hard stuff was too much and the good things were never enough. tetsurou at least had the decency to break things off in person.

in all the universes, in all the different versions of you and kuroo, you’re certain of two things: that he’s always a good person, and that you love him.

(you’re right about that.)

in the millions of universes that exist, surely there is a version of you and him that ends up together. you can be a princess, and he can be the prince from a rival kingdom, and you two may not like each other at first, but stolen glances across ballrooms and a mutual feeling of being confined by the rules of being a royal bring the two of you closer together. closer yet — his hands can be placed on your waist during a waltz, just a centimeter shy of being improper. the two of you, it appears, enjoy causing scandals in the royal court. in this universe, your throne is seated next to his, and there is no distance because his home is yours.

and if that variation of you two doesn’t work out, there must be one where you never go to europe. where you stay in tokyo with him. the two of you rent an apartment together and have to live extra frugally, but neither of you care. neither of you care about the way the spikes of his hair brush against the top of the doorframe because apparently, the apartment builders wanted to maximize the amount of apartments they could rent and sacrificing height was one way to go about it. neither of you care about the fact that you have to get creative with the meals you make, trying to stretch out this week’s groceries as far as they can last (you’ve always been a bad cook, and while kuroo swears up and down cooking is just science, he’s pretty bad at it, too). there is no distance tearing the two of you apart because this tiny apartment doesn’t have any extra room to give either of you any sense of privacy, and neither of you mind because there’s something comforting about being able to constantly brush shoulders with the person you love whenever you need to get to the bedroom from the kitchen.

surely there’s one where the two of you meet earlier than you actually did. one where you’re childhood friends, and he’s too dense to realize that he’s in love with you ‘til it seems like you’re about to fall for someone else. such a cliche, sure, but you think it would be sweet rather than nauseating if it’s him acting it out. (again, you find tetsurou to be much more endearing than is good for your health.) 

but the you here doesn’t get to witness the you’s anywhere else. you’re stuck in this universe, stuck in this backyard, stuck on the boy who just broke up with you but somehow managed to not break your heart in the process (because, really, he is just so annoyingly good that you think he’s going to become your favorite ex.) 

this version of you and him were friends first. ap chem classmates, but never lab partners. he always asked to borrow a pencil, and you always gave them, and it’s not ‘til you’re down to your last one that he sheepishly admits that he never really needed the pencils — he just needed an excuse to talk to you. you sit with his friends at lunch, and he texts you bad jokes in the evenings, and everything is so simple and sweet. he helps you pack your bags when you tell him you’re going away for college. he facetimes you whenever he cans, despite the 8 hour time difference; japan is ahead of england, and there’s an uneasy feeling in your gut that tells you he’s moving forward in life at a faster speed than you can keep up with. he’s telling you he loves you, even when you’re crying, upset that your first flight back to tokyo is getting cancelled, and this is the only time you can take the trip. he can’t console you with words alone; you need him here, and he’s not, and you’re not sure if you’re upset with him or yourself, for being the one to leave and then expecting him to follow. 

he’s always been good at doing the right thing, you realize. 

you turn to your side to take a look at him, and when you do, you see that he’s already been staring at you, probably waiting to hear your reply.

yeah, you smile at him. we definitely did.

#haikyuu x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #tetsurou kuroo x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #multiverse au #one shot #drabble #idk what this is i had a vague idea but not enough motivation for a full fledged fic #but #right person wrong time

[kats-fic-recs]

My favorite Kuroken fics <3

In Another Castle

Kenma feels his face go hot. People have to be looking at them. They’re having a fight in front of a real estate agency. But he doesn’t look away, and musters the courage to say, “Kuro, I want you to live with me.”

The Whole Of The Moon

Tetsurou has never thought about it before, but right now, he is absolutely and thoroughly terrified.

Because he’s so, so in love, and he’s always known that Kenma is it for him, but what if he’s not it for Kenma?

Or: a Kuroken soulmate AU in which both of them suffer and there's communication in all the wrong ways

Not For Nothing

Kuroo-san never says no to you,” Shouyou says

Not Your Mother's Hot Toddy

Kuroo always knew he would eventually end up killing someone for Kozume Kenma, he just thought he would have a lot more time to prepare.

Or: Kenma's hungry, Kuroo's bad at thinking on his feet, and Shouyo just wants to make friends in the city.

Live From the Lonely Hearts Club♡

(Kodzuken lets out a sigh that cuts so deep, it nearly startles his cat off his lap.)

I think I’m being obvious. I probably don’t need to spell it out for you guys. It’s clear as day, isn’t it? I’m fucking in love with my best friend. And I have been for a very long time.

So it pains me to say that I think I’ve made the stupidest mistake of my entire life. Because a week ago, T asked me if I wanted him to be my fake boyfriend.

(Kodzuken drags his hands over his face.)

And I’m pretty sure I said yes.

*

Kenma is so stupid. When did he become so stupid? He’d always thought he was kind of smart, but maybe he’s been stupid this entire time.

five snapped heartstrings

“From the day you are born, you have a countless number of strings wrapped around the ring finger on your right hand. These strings extend out to all of your potential soulmates. As you grow and make choices in life, one by one the strings will slowly begin to fall away until you’re left with one. At that point, your one true soulmate will be waiting for you on the other side.”

-

Kenma was seven, and he was certain of one thing. He wanted Kuroo Tetsurou to be his soulmate.

it's like a summer shower

Kenma’s breath catches at the memory, and then he’s blurting out, “Do you still have it?”

“Have what?”

“…the recipe,” Kenma replies haltingly. A pause. “And maybe some pictures for how it looked all set up.”

“Kenma…” his mother says breathlessly, and he’s honestly not sure if she sounds awed or horrified. “Are you going to attempt to make it?”

-

It's Kuroo's and Kenma's anniversary and Kenma wants to do something different - cook him dinner. He regrets the decision pretty much immediately.

crushed little stars

When Kenma was 13, he swore to himself that he would never, ever get star tear disease.

Three years later, he met Hinata Shouyou.

A purrfect match

"Hi Uncle Tettsun!” Nozomi says without moving an inch. “There's a kitty cat under here."

Tetsurou sighs, adjusting the heavy bag on his shoulder. There's been a dramatic increase in the number of cats hiding under homes or dumpsters or in trees lately, ever since the Kozume family's latest announcement. People have been chasing them down, knowing that whoever takes the key from the royal cat's collar will be allowed to marry the crown prince.

[Five times Tetsurou meets a cat, and one time he meets a human instead].

The Space Between Thinking and Feeling

“She might have assumed that we were dating and I might not have corrected her, yes.”

Kenma’s eyes are caught in a frenzy. Tetsurou isn’t sure why he’s that upset about this specific part of the story. “Why?” Is all Kenma asks.

Tetsurou shrugs. “I don’t know. She invited you to the wedding. I want you to come. It just seemed easy.”

“Dating me seems easy?”

“Pretend dating.”

(OR Tetsurou doesn’t want to go to his mother’s wedding alone. Good thing he has fake-boyfriend Kenma to tag along.)

Wallpaper Heart

Tetsurou walks into their apartment, aware of his feelings for the first time. It’s a weird sensation, like remodeling a house, and finding out there was a hidden door to an extra room behind the old yellowed wallpaper in the hallway. Now that he knows it’s there, he wonders how he ever missed it – wonders when the wallpaper went up in the first place, when it started keeping him out.

(OR Tetsurou's adventures in pining)

even if you're ahead for a bit, i will catch up

Kuroo first confesses when they're sticky-fingered, wide-eyed kids, and subsequently every day after that. Kenma takes a while to come around.

The Ghost Of The Future Is Awake In The Attic

Sika stags have a whole repertoire of courting behaviour that does not overlap with a human’s flirting one bit.

This, perhaps, should not come as a surprise to Tetsurou.

Or: The one where Kenma is a sika deer shifter, Kuroo isn’t, and Kuroo decides the logical thing to do is to court Kenma. The deer way. Despite the fact that he has no idea how deer shifter courting works.

When the Stars Threw Down Their Spears

"It’s hard to understand the hierarchy when a school like Nekoma exists, putting them all together like they belong, but by the time Kenma enters high school he understands the difference. Kuroo is a black panther, rare and precious; a large predator stronger than most any other foe.

Kenma is a calico housecat. His coloring is uncommon, but he is not special."

Shapeshifter!AU. Kenma struggles with a culture and the rules of courtship.

Ad Astra Per Aspera

The important parts of his life aren’t stored in the cement where he bled out, or among the familiar backdrops of his hometown. Home is curled up on a secondhand couch a few cities away, probably bitterly cursing his guts but still waiting for him to walk through the door.

The city has long since forgotten what happened to Kuroo Tetsurou.

…But Kenma didn’t. Kenma never would.

Kenma’s soul recognizes Kuroo Tetusrou even when his eye does not.

He’s been waiting an eternity for him, after all.

route 51 to your heart has been delayed by 20 minutes

The hottest man Kenma has ever seen shares the bus with him regularly. Under no circumstance is he ever going to do anything about it.

Not intentionally, at least.

Speak Easy, Lie Gently

Kenma’s invited back home to celebrate Christmas. Unbeknownst to him, his parents had invited a guest: his ex-boyfriend.

#kenma kuzome #kozume kenma #kuroken #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo testuro #haikyuu!! fic recs #haikyuu fic recs #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #kuroken fic #ao3 #fanfiction #fic recs #fanfiction recommendation #fic rec

[noosayog]

[IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU] - ft. knight! iwaizumi hajime

warnings/content: princess! reader x knight/personal guard! iwa, royal au, just fluff and confessions, oikawa being a menace (in a good way)

wc: 1.3k

part 6, final. directory here.

a/n: finally at the end! i do really love the plot but don't really love the execution on this chapter. but I really wanted to get it out and over with. thank you for those who have continuously read, liked, rb, and commented!

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It’s really him. 

Unlike his usual garb of steel plates and boots, he is wearing full formal wear that you rarely see, even on occasions. You drink him in, unable to help the way your eyes roam. You commit every detail to memory, his tailored slacks, his collared jacket fully buttoned up to the ironed collar, his turquoise cape draped over one shoulder, his decorated sash adorned with all his signets of achievements. His hair is slicked neatly back out of his face. His green eyes are piercing and you are suddenly struck by how long it has been since the two of you have looked at each other. Certainly not since your engagement was announced. It’s hard to look away when you haven’t even realized how much you missed it. Just looking at him. Him looking at you. 

Iwaizumi walks the length of the carpet, eyes never leaving yours. He joins Prince Kuroo in front of you, mirroring the Prince's stance. The urge to reach out and touch him is almost unbearable, but you keep your hands clutched to your side, discarded veil clenched in a white-knuckle grip.

He surprises you again by gently taking your hand, unwinding your fingers from your veil and taking it from your grasp. Your eyes widen at the intimate gesture, so unlike the Hajime you know, and in front of your father no less. He gives your hand one last squeeze before letting go. It feels like a promise. 

The guests take a moment to quiet down and once they do, your father begins speaking again. 

“We are gathered here today for two reasons. One is the marriage of my daughter, Princess of Aoba Johsai, and two is the announcement of the successful negotiation of the trade agreements between our two kingdoms. Prince Toru, please.” 

Your brother stands from his seat and joins your father and Queen Kuroo at the altar. He holds up a sheet of rolled up paper, with the signatures from the monarchs of both kingdoms clearly inked out at the bottom. 

“Here’s the proof!” he says cheerfully. “So with that, we can circle back to that first thing my father mentioned, the marriage of my sister!” 

Your father gives him a look. 

“Okay, okay, I’ll elaborate, no need to look at me like that.” 

Inappropriately, you realize how much you respect your brother for his nerves of steel and penchant for jokes, even in moments like this. 

“Basically, with this,” he waves around the paper, “it’s not really that important that my sister marry you, Kuroo,” your brother addresses the foreign prince casually. “No offense.” he tacks on uselessly. 

Prince Kuroo smirks. “None taken.” 

“So!” your brother continues, “We’ve decided to make Prince Kuroo Tetsuro and Iwa-chan here fight to the death for my sister’s hand in marriage.” 

“What!” you exclaim. 

Your father clears his throat and jabs your brother in the ribs. “Enough jesting, Toru.” 

“Joking,” he coughs out. “But really,” he begins again, this time looking at you with a smile. “With the diplomatic situation resolved the way it has, we have gotten both my father and Queen Kuroo to agree to allow you to choose your partner.”

He says this next part more softly. “And regardless of who you want to be with, you would still be the proud, dutiful daughter and princess of Seijoh.” 

Your eyes well up with tears and something warm bubbles up in your chest. You now understand Hanamaki and Matsukawa’s secrecy that morning, the nature of Toru, Rose, and Marie’s questions. 

“Is this what you have been so busy with these past couple of days?” you whisper to him. 

He only grins wider and nods you in the direction of the two men, awaiting your response that determines their futures.

The choice is obvious. 

You look to Prince Kuroo. His wide grin remains and he speaks first, understanding that you do not yet have the words for him. “You heard him, Princess. Nothing will change regardless of who you pick. We can be friends either which way.” 

The squeeze he gives your hand is endlessly kind and equally as encouraging. You meet his eyes and squeeze back. It’s a thank you and farewell. He understands. Prince Kuroo easily turns around and walks no more than three steps to take the vacant chair. 

And with no more obstacles in the way, you turn to your knight. 

You meet Hajime’s gaze once more only to find it trained earnestly on you. Like it never left. 

“May I say something first?” he asks softly. 

You nod dumbly. 

When he says your name, you wonder if it is the first time he has ever done it with no title, no honorifics. Maybe it feels like the first time because of the unfiltered, unadulterated adoration he fills each syllable with. 

“I am sorry. Sorry, my Princess. After you sent me away, I knew that I could not continue as I have; deliberately hurting you. I hope you will believe me when I say that all I have ever wanted was for you to be happy and for a long time, I thought I could never be the one to give you that. 

“But when you agreed to what the Prince proposed and sent me away, something inside of me really snapped. I realized that I could definitely do a better job of making you happy than… that.” He looks down to the floor. 

“It pains me to admit that Oikawa did most of the thinking this time, but he and Prince Kuroo set the negotiations up as a way to satisfy both kingdoms regardless of who you decide to marry. It means you can be free of marriage completely, if you want.” 

“But…,” When he begins speaking again, he brings his gaze back up to meet yours, renewed with fire. “If I am not too late, I am offering myself up to you for the rest of my life, if you will have me. If you decide that you do not wish to marry either of us, you have that option as well. But despite how many times and how deeply I hurt you, I am still hoping that you will choose me, whether that be today or someday. 

“I love you.” He whispers with a solemnness that steals your breath. 

“I have loved you long before you liked me. I am finished denying those feelings and I am sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry. I could apologize a million times over and know that I am still unworthy of your forgiveness, but despite all that, I am still selfishly hoping that you will allow me to stay by your side.”

He takes a deep breath and then cradles both of your hands in his. His grip is tight but so gentle. 

“I am also sorry for springing this upon you so suddenly, but will you allow me to be by your side?” 

Your voice trembles as you ask, “Can you do one thing for me?” 

He tightens his grip around your fingers. “Anything for you.” 

“If you really want this-”

“I do.” 

“Then can you promise me that you will fight for me. Show me that you truly love me and will not choose what you think is right for me without asking me again?” 

“I will,” he says simply, without hesitation. He does not look to Toru. He does not look to your Father. His gaze remains fixed on you. 

“Then okay,” you whisper brokenly. 

“Okay?” 

“Yes, Hajime. My choice has always been you.” 

Hajime then gets down on one knee and produces a ring from his pocket. It is the very same ring your father presented your mother and your grandfather presented your grandmother. 

“Princess Oikawa Y/N, will you marry me?” 

Too overwhelmed to speak, you nod. Hajime catches your approval by standing and supporting your sagging body against his, sealing it tightly with a kiss. There’s only enough space between the two of you for him to murmur sweetly. 

You think you hear the applause exploding in the background and perhaps your brother’s obnoxious whistling, but none of that registers because Hajime is right there whispering that for him, it’s been you all along too.

#noos writes #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu angst #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #hq x reader #hq x y/n #hq fluff #hq imagines #hq angst #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi hajime x you #iwaizumi hajime angst #iwaizumi hajime fluff #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x you #iwaizumi fluff #iwaizumi angst

[tsukkismoonlight]

Prince || K.K x Reader

Summary: You've practically been in love with a certain Kenma Kozume since you've met him. Not that you'd ever admit it to anyone but yourself....

Author's Note: hello hello!! I participated in a secret santa and this is my gift !!! I really hope you enjoy it ;)

Wk: 2.8k

Tags/notes: GN! Reader, masculine pet name

"There's no way you just-" you sputtered out half the sentence, watching as your screen flashes red, and your little crewmember got viciously murdered by the one and only Kenma Kozume. You could just barely hear an evil snicker as he ran off, thanks to the proximity chat.

This was probably the fifth time he had killed you in the dozens of rounds that you and your friends were playing. It was starting to feel like he was targeting you, but knowing him, he just had an easier time killing you off.

With furrowed brows, you floated your now ghost crewmember around, trying to at least get some tasks done before the inevitable defeat that was looming over everyone's heads.

It came in the middle of your download task, your screen fading with the truth of it all thrown into the faces of you and your friends, not only had Kenma been an imposter, but he had Yaku at his side. As you clicked to get back into the lobby, you lowered your volume, not wanting the yelling of your friends to make you go deaf.

"I fuckin told you it was them!" Came Kuroo, who had been one of the sole survivors of the round, and spot on with his detective work.

Unfortunately for him, Lev had also been one of the last few alive, "Kenma was so convincing! Besides, I never thought he'd kill them!"

At this, you laughed, in a more 'is he being serious right now' kind of way. "Lev, you realize that Kenma has killed me every time he is an imposter?" You pause, shaking your head at the screen, "Next time we play, and I die, just vote him out."

"Careful Prince, " Kenma's voice was quiet, full of a certain yet almost playfully subtle tone while he used the nickname given to you in highschool. One that unbeknownst to him, had your stomach in knots each time he called you by it.

The name itself was supposed to be mean, at the time anyways. Kenma had a short temper here and there, especially during the more intense months of volleyball. The first time he had let it fly out of his mouth was right after school. You were on your way out of the building, arms full of notebooks and some loose sheets of homework, and Kenma was on his way to practice.

As it would happen, the two of you had crossed paths, a painful accident. Though it hadn't been your fault, Kenma was in a sour mood, and when you asked him to at least help you pick up all of your things, he had said, 'Oh my prince, it would be my honor to do so, don't even lift a finger, your royal pain-in-my-highness"

Of course, that had been immediately followed up by an apology from Kuroo, who after all your things were off the ground, whisked Kenma away, surely giving him shit for being so rude.

At the time, you didn't know just how close you'd end up being with the guy, and how much the nickname would grow on you.

Eventually, the game died off, and your small group of friends were now just in a voice chat belonging to the Discord server that Kenma had set up. Everyone always teased him, saying that it was so he could keep in touch after highschool had ended, to which he had always claimed that it was one that Kenma just had lying around, and that it was at least being used now.

He also denied any of them being his friends aside from Kuroo and yourself. Which, at the time of him saying it, had you astonished. You of course thought of him as a friend, and at times, you caught yourself dreaming about something more, but the idea that he tolerated you enough to be on the same level as Kuroo? Absolutely mind blowing.

But regardless of who he actually calls his friends, the little server consisted of yourself, Kuroo, Yaku, Lev, Yamamoto, Fukunaga, and at times when he would pop in, Hinata.

Which all in all, meant that it was never quiet in the chat. You had often had to mute notifications due to Lev and Hinata spamming, which would then end in being thrown into Kenma's jail role.

It was always a nice distraction from the business of life, oftentimes when you had a hard day, you found yourself sending a message in the chat just to see who was around. Sometimes it would only be Kenma, in which the two of you would just have a quiet conversation in the voice chat, or even just sit with music playing, not saying a single word to each other.

You hummed quietly, realizing that you had gotten so lost in thought that you had completely stopped listening to your friends.

"So, when are we all meeting up outside of game?" Lev's profile lit up with a green ring, making the ominous picture of Kermit the Frog all the better. Why he had it set as that, you would never know.

Next to light up was Yaku's, "I have a feeling that even if we set something up, Kenma wouldn't show."

"And you'd be right. I'm extremely busy, and I don't go out anyways." Even if you couldn't see his face, it wasn't hard to imagine his deadpan expression

After a chorus of boos and sighs, the group's focus shifted to a new target; you.

"So, Kenma won't come, but what about you? I'm sure you would find time to hang out with your best friends ever?" Came Yamamoto, a slight devious hint to his question.

"Hm, well I do have a good week or two where I should have some time!" You pulled out your phone, opening up your calendar app just to make sure your schedule was actually open.

"Hell yeah! Maybe we could grab food and play some volleyball together? Like in high school!" Lev shouted, though whatever his next words were, they were already quieter, most likely thanks to Kenma deafening him for the sake of everyone else.

"That could be fun, but I'm not going to be Lev's babysitter this time." As he said this, Yaku sent a picture in the media channel, one from the last time everyone got together. It had been taken by Kuroo, and was of Yaku and Lev in some sort of dogpile, at the bottom of a set of stairs.

This earned some chuckles, as everyone recalled the drinking night that had taken place. Lev surprisingly, wasn't a light weight, and could hold his alcohol really well. However, Lev had the worst impulse control, and everyone knew this. So somehow, he had gotten away from the group, and was running down a set of stairs, which resulted in the picture.

"I think this time next week works best for me, by the way!" You chimed in, not wanting to get lost in the chaos of your little server.

With your confirmation, the little group got to work picking out a time and place. When that was settled, everyone began to log off for the night, clearly excited for their new plans. Soon enough, it was just yourself and Kenma.

"So, are you really not going to come visit with everyone?" You asked as you leaned back into your chair, feeling the tiredness weighing on your eyes.

He was quiet for a few moments, before a small sigh could be heard through your headphones, "I'll think about it."

"Why'd you change your mind?"

"I haven't changed it yet, I only said that I would think about it."

You paused, a small smile making its way onto your face. Kenma never seemed to surprise you. Even if he had told the others that he wouldn't show, one way or another, you already knew to expect him.

"Well, let us know then? Okay?"

"Okay."

And that was it for the night. The rest of your time together was spent quietly, you found some single player game to play while Kenma was typing away at something on his end. Eventually you both logged off for the night. You needed to get some sleep so that you weren't brain dead the next day, but something told you Kenma was still going to be awake when you got up anyways.

The next few days seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, you were sitting around a table with your old friends.

"I'm just saying, if you can't handle spicy food, Why would you order a side of papaya salad?" Yaku pulled the plate away from Lev, whose face was starting to turn a light pink

Lev in turn sent a glare towards the shorter friend, and in between suppressed coughs said, "I didn't think it would be that bad!"

Kuroo clapped a hand on his back, a loud laugh resonating throughout the restaurant as he did, "Well, you aren't the only one who can't handle their spice!"

At his words, Yamamoto and Fukunaga looked up simultaneously, both trying to hide the discomfort from their food on their faces.

"You know, Kenma can actually handle spicy foods pretty well," Yaku paused, eyeing the empty chair at the table for a moment, "Next time I see him, I'm going to give him a peice of my mind! He at least could have told us that he wasn't going to show, even if we all knew it."

"Looks like someone is a little sad that he isnt here." Came Yamamoto, taking a moment to elbow Yaku rather hard.

"I am not sad!"

"Its okay to admit it!" You cut into the conversation, a mild smile on your face as you do, "I mean, I'm a little sad that he didnt show too."

"Im sure you are." Came Kuroo's voice, directly across from you. He had a crooked smile on his face, and a devious look in his eyes, one that wasn't entirely foreign to you.

Immediately you understood the teasing tone to his words, your face starting to heat up, but not from your food. Ever since his last year of high school with Kenma, and you, Kuroo had it in his head that the two of you were hopelessly in love with eachother. Which wasn't entirely wrong. Not on your part anyways.

Love was a strong word to use. But it was probably the closest thing to the truth. Even though your friendship with Kenma had started off pretty rocky, you two eventually grew close. Close enough to pull all nighters playing games when you were supposed to be studying. Close enough to lean on his shoulder while sitting next to him on the bus rides. Close enough to dream about what it would be like to hold his hand.

However, with Kenma's particularly hard to read personality, you could never tell what he thought about you. Not to mention, you wouldn't want to lose him as your friend, or ruin what you did have. So you had kept this all to yourself, you would never admit this to anyone.

"And you aren't sad?" You give him a pointed glance, shifting in your seat as you try to find a way to shift the conversation to anything else.

Luckily you didn't have to. Much to everyone's surprise, the empty chair next to you was being pulled out, and a familiar two-toned haired man took a seat in it.

"Hey." Was the only thing Kenma said, ignoring the opened mouth gapes from the table.

The first to break the silence was Lev, who said, "Glad that you could make it! We were just talking about you."

Kenma's golden eyes flicked to him, then to you next, seemingly asking if you were talking shit about him.

"We were wondering if you were still coming, is all." You quickly followed up Lev's words, taking a moment to kick his foot under the table for his wording.

At this, Kenma nodded slowly then gave a small sigh, "I was finishing up a raid. But I told you, Prince, I was still thinking about showing up"

"Did you do well at least?" Yamamoto pointed a fork at him, thankfully making the table look at anyone but you. As you were sure that if they had, they would be fighting back the urge to tease you for your reaction to the nickname.

Fukunaga reached across to lower Yamamoto's fork, shaking his head slightly "Does Kenma ever lose?"

"Actually, I did."

The conversation about his game continued for a few more minutes before it stopped, and was replaced with another one. Eventually, the waitress came with the tab, in which Kuroo snatched it up before anyone else had the chance to try and pay.

"Are you guys ready to go play some volleyball?" Yaku hopped up from his chair, ready to take the lead.

With a small chorus of cheers, your little group of seven left the restaurant. Yaku was side by side with Lev, behind them was Kuroo, Yamamoto and Fukunaga. This left you and Kenma, who was falling behind more and more as you all made your way to the nearest park.

You gave a glance over your shoulder, eyeing him for a moment. His hair fell a bit below his shoulders now, and the dark brown had grown out more into the blonde, though he still wore it in the half updo that was typical of him. He seemed a bit taller than you remember. He seemed a little more comfortable in who he was, from what you could see that is. Though in the current moment, you could see an uncertain look in his eyes.

You took a moment to slow your steps, until you were matching strides with him, staying quiet as you walked side by side. Taking another look at him, his face was the same. He was staring straight ahead, seemingly trying to calculate something in his mind.

"You don't have to stay back here with me you know. Im sure it'd be more fun to talk with the others." Were his first words to you, still never looking over to you.

At this you paused, almost stumbling over your own feet as you faltered. "It's okay, I want to walk with you."

"Are you sure? It looked like you had more fun up there with them…"

At this, you stopped walking all together, carefully grabbing the sleeve of his sweater to get him to stop as well.

"What?" He asked, finally bringing his eyes to yours. The same eyes that could hold your whole world in them. The ones that were so warm, and comforting to you.

You took in a deep breath, steeling your nerves for what you were about to say to him, "Kenma, I want to walk next to you because I enjoy your company. My favorite thing to do is sit with you on call, even if we aren't talking. I can have fun with the others while we play volleyball. " You hesitated for a moment, your free hand balling into a tight fist as you exhaled and continued, "I haven't seen you in awhile, and right now I just want to be with you."

A thick and heavy silence hung over you two, as he started to process your words, his cheeks starting to turn a pale rosy color. "Be with me? I thought…I thought we were talking about walking,"

"Well. I-i just. I mean yes, I want to walk next to you but…" you struggled to get the words out, your mind a seemingly endless ocean of difficult thoughts and emotions, dropping the hand from his sleeve as you did, "But, I just…I figured that I should try to tell you that I like spending time with you, even if it's simply walking behind our friends."

He nodded slowly, and turned to look away, "Well, then, I guess we can walk together. But the others are getting pretty far away so we should…"

You blinked, following his line of sight, to see that your friends were in fact, starting to be just out of sight. "Oh…yeah, I guess you're right, let's go catch up."

You started to walk towards them, you could feel him intertwine his fingers with yours, taking a moment to adjust his hand until it felt just right. At this, you could feel your heart skip a beat.

"For the record. I've always liked spending time with you too. It's…its nice." He looked at you, the slight breeze in the air pushing some of his hair out of his face, "I've always thought that way, actually."

Another silence fell over you, but this one was different. It wasn't suffocatingly tense. It felt like the ones you had in the voice chats. You could stay like this for hours if you really wanted to.

Unfortunately, your friends had other things planned, as Kuroo's booming voice broke you out of your quiet and soft moment, "Hey, Kenma, you and your prince charming are getting left behind! Hurry up!"

You let out a small laugh in disbelief, and looked back over to Kenma, "Well, you heard him, we should go…"

He returned the sentiment, squeezing your hand slightly, "Lead the way, Prince"

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