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emmyrosee · 8 months

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Kita shinsuke gets confused after you start dating.

It’s not like it’s been a long time, far from it, but you felt so comfortable in his everyday life that he stops thinking too hard about your interactions.

You reach for his hand, he takes it. You shiver, he gives you his jacket. You’re hungry, he shares his snacks.

He gives you a compliment, you… hate him?

You must. There it is, in capital letters under his own blue text: OFBEOD KITAAAA I HATE YOU FRRR😭😭

His heart races as he rereads the text over and over again, unsure of what he could’ve possibly said to have you say ‘I hate you.’

Whatever it is, he needs to find a way to apologize.

The idea of upsetting you in a way he barely understands is concerning, it makes him extremely saddened, and he picks up his pace to get to practice.

He’s sure there’s someone there that can help him decipher your distress.

Leave it to the two twins, tying their shoes in sync, to be the first ones to notice his stress.

“Kita-San?” Osamu asks, brows furrowing. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” atsumu continues. “You’re late- you’re NEVER late.”

“And you look like you’re about to upchuck.”

Lovely.

“Osamu, Atsumu,” he says, breath shaky as the twins turn to look up at him. “You’re… familiar with relationships, yes?”

“Well he’s been single since birth-“

“HEY!”

“-but I’ve got a little bit of knowledge. What’s up?”

Kita gnaws on his lip before he passes the phone to the grey haired twin, showing him your sudden outburst of hatred towards him. Osamu quirks a confused brow as his eyes glaze over the text, the blonde twin quickly popping on his feet to peer over Osamu’s shoulder to read along.

Osamu flicks his eyes from his phone up to Kita, “what am I looking at?”

“She hates me,” he says, a frightened lilt in his tone. “And I don’t know what I do. I don’t know what I did,or said, or how I can fix this. And I…” he takes a breath in to calm down, “I need your help.”

Osamu stays silent for a bit, and atsumu cracks a cheesy smile, “cap… you didn’t do anything.”

“Huh?”

“You didn’t do anything- this is just… how some girls act,” osamu explains, and kita feels his cheeks warm up from the sudden crowd that’s gathered.

“Are we teaching Kita-San something now?” Suna teases, peering over Osamu’s shoulder to read the message. “Teaching him about giiiiiirls.”

And shinsuke wants to say something back, about how he knows girls and he doesn’t need to be taught anything…

But maybe he does.

Osamu takes a small breath in before passing his captain’s phone back to him, “sometimes, girls are just… uhm….”

“Aggressive?” He asks, and Akagi chuckles behind him.

“No,” Osamu hums thoughtfully. “I would probably say more… excited than guys, and it makes them kinda wanna… be… ferocious?”

“Feral?” Suna chimes in.

“Buck wild?”

“How about all of the above,” Aran says easily.

Kita quirks a brow, “so she doesn’t actually hate me?”

“No! She’s just excited that you complimented her, I think.”

“Yeah Kita-San,” Atsumu chuckles. “Girls only say they hate you when they love you; that’s like. A thing.”

“They also bite,” Akagi cuts in. “For… some reason.”

“They BITE?”

“I’ve been smacked so many times,” Aran playfully laments, and Shinsuke’s head whips towards him, only to make the ace shrug, “what? She’ll get excited to see you, or something good happens, and she just. Smacks your arms. It doesn’t always hurt.”

“What do you mean ALWAYS!” Shinsuke is suddenly extremely nervous about whether he received a girlfriend… or a pitbull.

“Or she’ll bite you,” Suna hums.

“Or says she hates you,” the twins circle back. At seeing their captains new nerves, they rise to their feet to clap him on the back.

“You’ll be fine, cap,” the blonde assures. “It’ll catch you by surprise, sure.”

“May be a little painful,” osamu snorts.

Atsumu snickers, “but you’ve liked her for a long time. And if it’s too much, you tell her to stop.” He nods before turning on his heel and mumbling a soft ‘hell knows you’re good at that,’ under his breath.

The conversation makes Shinsuke… convinced. He’s sure that there’s minimal that you can do to upset him, even if these methods of love lean far into the unconventional. He gnaws at his lip as the crowd disperses, golden eyes glazing over the contents once more.

He cracks a small smile, taking a soft breath in and letting his fingers take over typing and saying everything he could want to say in just a few words.

SENT I love you, too :)

You reply with an absolute jumble of words and praises, capitals and random emojis. He smiles before planting his phone in his bag and heading out to practice, feeling it buzz more than a few times in his pocket.

Maybe a few well intentioned bite marks wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen to him.

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inarizakits · 4 months

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YOU ATTACK MY HEART !

realizing they fell inlove with you — ushijima, kita, daichi, kuroo.

genre : fluff. fluffy.

author's note : just a random drabble i did. finished this in one sitting once more. got lazy at kuroo's part ( kuroo stans don't attack me ilove him i swear )

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI realized that he fell inlove when he felt a sudden drop on his stomach when he saw you trying to get oikawa's autograph.

he's there. why don't you get his autograph instead? what's so special about that man? he gets that you probably like him for his volleyball skills, but he has volleyball skills too? right? he has that harsh, yet— cool spike that makes it harder for th opponent to receive because of his left-handed nature.

so you should definitely get his autograph, instead.

KITA SHINSUKE

KITA SHINSUKE realized that he fell inlove when he let you break that strict routine he follows everyday. he knows that he should be studying today, but instead, he's here, in your house, talking about nothing at all and staying up late watching disney movies or any anime you'd like.

normally, when someone invites him to watch something, he always refuses because he needs to follow that specific routine he always follos everyday.

but when it comes to you, he's folded. you don't even need to beg. he'd say yes in a heartbeat.

DAICHI SAWAMURA

DAICHI SAWAMURA realized that he fell inlove when he'd steal a glance at you when there's a time out in every game he's in. even if he tries to deny it, koushi and asahi knows otherwise. they can even tell that he's looking at you with heart eyes, because it's that obvious.

he's not even aware that he's staring at you with heart eyes. he's just staring at you with pure love and then after a while, he snaps back to reality and realizes he's been admiring you from afar.

KUROO TETSUROU

KUROO TETSUROU realizes that he fell inlove when you constantly take over his thoughts. there's no day that he's not thinking of you. just the thought of you is enough to make his heart race, and just by hearing your name is enough for him to blush like a tomato.

what kind of chemical did you put in those bento that you give him? he's been acting weirdly a lot. maybe, it's your charisma, or maybe you pulled some kind of witchcraft?!

he swears that even if gravity was taken away, he'd still fall for you.

#[ vvz. ] — works.#ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x reader #ushijima fluff #haikyuu ushijima #kita shinsuke #haikyuu kita #kita haikyuu #haikyuu #sawamura daichi #daichi x reader #kita x reader #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsurō

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hajiberry · 2 years

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“Hello?”, his groggy voice filled your empty room from the phone speaker, closing your eyes you sighed.

“Hey, it’s uh it’s me”, it was quiet for a second, and you were scared he hung up.

“I know”, there was another beat of silence before he asked, “is everything okay?”

“yeah I mean no but yeah I just”, you cut yourself off, squeezing your eyes shut to stop the tears from falling down your cheeks.

“You just?”, his voice was barely above a whisper.

“I just miss you”, staring at your wall, you let a couple of tears fall before wiping at your face.

“Y/n”, he started, before you cut him off.

“I know, I know we said we wouldn’t do this but I can’t do shit without you”, he sighed, and you could practically see him dragging a hand down his face.

“Why don’t you get some sleep and then if you’re still feeling like this tomorrow call me and we can talk”, you wanted to sob at his words, he’d always been good at letting you down easy.

“Okay”, you mumbled, biting down on your lip to keep from embarrassing yourself even more.

“Okay”, you both sat on the phone for a second before you heard him begin to tell you goodnight.

“I still love you, you know”, you blurted out, another sigh escaped through the phone.

“I know”

IWAIZUMI, daichi, osamu, SUGA, kita, sakusa

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wonderoustime · 8 months

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they say "chivalry is dead" but how could it be when kita is alive?

trained by his granny from a young age, kita has been raised as the man to defeat all men in regard to classiness.

he pulls your chair out for you not out of obligation, but with a deep-rooted respect for your presence. his genuine feelings pour out of his heart through his mouth as he compliments you on your work, your personality and your personal style, taking into account your likes and dislikes so he can always gift you things that match up with your interests and things that you've always wanted to give a try but have never uttered a word about aloud.

the very essence of chivalry resides in the way he always ensures to walk on the side of traffic and the way he holds doors open for not just you, but for anyone behind you. it's in the way he always quickly jogs up to an old person and helps them hold their bags or cross the road, the way he quickly offers his seat to anyone in need, the way he makes everyone he talks to feel heard in a way irreplicable by anyone else. it blooms just like the small bouquet of flowers he hands you, permeates the senses similar to the scent of the delicious sweet he gifts your family and shines bright like the stars in the sky as he carries a tipsy you home from the bar.

it's the cardigan cure for the september storm.

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kazumist · 9 months

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inspired by oranges by jean little and the orange by wendy cope <3

kita was always good at peeling tangerines.

for you, it seems like he could do anything and everything because how does one have the capability of peeling tangerines so neatly and even splitting them into such perfect halves as well? but for kita, he knows he still has plenty of room for improvement—including improvements in peeling tangerines.

as you attempt to peel another tangerine, juice squirts everywhere as you have yet again, ripped another hole into the fruit. kita hears a sigh of defeat from you as you put your hands on the table, fingers soaked from the juice.

“shinsuke,” you say, “i don’t know how you do it!”

he chuckles at your words, grabbing another tangerine to show you how it’s done. “don’t apply that much pressure when you’re peeling it. as you see, you press too hard to the point you end up making the juice squirt out in all directions,” he explains, peeling a small portion off and lending it to you to make you finish it.

but even with his explanation, there’s just no way—you’re still tearing holes into the fruit, and juice continues to squirt out.

although there is a part of him that wishes for you to learn how to peel tangerines, there’s also a part of him that wishes the opposite.

i hope you never learn how to peel tangerines.

(please keep depending on me. please keep relying on me for these small things because i love you and i will do it for you everytime.)

the rest of the afternoon was quite easy, kita continued to peel the remaining tangerines for the both of you.

“do you want another one?” he offers.

it’s these small things that kita appreciates in life. he feels nice and warm inside when he gets reminded that the little things aren’t really little if you think about it.

i love you. i’m glad i exist.

#( rambles )#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #hq x reader #hq fluff #kita x reader #kita shinsuke x reader #kita #kita haikyuu #kita shinsuke #x reader #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu #hq

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lou-struck · 8 months

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The Perfect One

Shinsuke Kita x reader

~You visit Kita at his Farmers Market booth and realize that he has closed up early to run an important errand.

WC: 1.6k

The market hasn’t even been open for thirty minutes, but already the streets are packed full of cars; your eyes scan the packed street, searching for even the tightest parking spot.

Today you plan to surprise your boyfriend at his farmer’s market stand, give him some much-needed quality time, and take him out for a lunch date after he closes up shop, Which, according to your calculations, should be selling out in an hour or so…

Shinsuke Kita’s Rice stand is one of the most popular booths due to the high quality of his product and the fact that most vendors and patrons have fallen head over heels for the handsome rice farmer.

And how could they not?

Shinsuke’s honest charm and hardworking demeanor are enough to make anyone fall in love with him. But out of everyone, he chooses to be with you because he loves you just as much as you love him.

And this silly feeling called love is what compelled you to wake up early on a Saturday morning fueled with nothing but the promise of a large cup of coffee and some freshly baked scones with raspberry jelly once you find him.

Your car creeps through the street at a snail’s pace as you spot a light blue truck pulling out from a parking spot on the corner. As you approach, you notice that it looks like a tight fit, but you squeeze into it the best you can. Pulling forward, you hear the overly dramatic sound of your front bumper hitting the curb, but as you reverse slightly and put the car in the park, you shake it off, slipping out of the driver’s seat and onto the pavement.

Rays of sun hit your skin through the layer of cloudy overcast as you walk, making the short trip to the center of the market rather pleasant as you pass people carrying baskets overflowing with fresh produce, baked goods, handcrafted soaps, and other goods.

Stands to sparkle with racks of handmade jewelry and blown glass trinkets that vie for your attention as you walk; if you haven’t been here before, you would’ve lost yourself amongst the crowd, but luckily, you know your way around fairly well by now.

As you get closer to your boyfriend’s usual spot, a few produce vendors you recognize from the weeks before. Despite the many customers at their stalls, they still give you a friendly wave as you walk; off in the distance, you see the edge of the hand-painted sign outside of Shinsuke’s booth, the sign the two of your painted together months ago.

Memories of that wine-stained night bring a giddy smile to your chapstick lips as you quicken your pace, springing over a spilled cone of shaved ice that someone must’ve just dropped.

You creep slowly around the corner, ready to scare. Instead of his soft smile and strong form, behind the register rests a generic sign.

Be back in 30 minutes…

That’s strange; even with his cashbox secured, Kita would never just leave his booth unattended for such a long time. You can’t help but wonder where he has gone.

Is he not feeling well?

Is he in the bathroom?

Whatever the answer may be, you choose to go sit at his stall to watch it until he gets back. You would hate for someone to try and steal things from him.

The next stand over, a friendly older woman peeks out from behind a massive pile of unshucked corn on the cob and gives you the warmest smile you have received all week. She is a longtime friend of Kita’s grandmother and almost always slips you one of her homemade apple tarts. Her floppy sun hat protects her lovingly aged skin from the harsh rays of the overcast sky.

“Oh, hello, My Dear,” she calls in her soft voice. “What brings you to the market so early?”

“Good morning,” you smile, watching fondly as her little leopard-printed cane carries her closer to you. I came to surprise Shinsuke, but it seems he went off somewhere.”

“Oh, don’t worry about him, Dear; he’ll be right back.” she laughs. There is a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she looks at you. “But I told that sweet boy I would watch his stall.”

“An errand?” you ask. “Is he feeling alright? It is so unlike him to just leave the stall”.

She just smiles knowingly. “He is just fine dear, but if you would like to check on him, head to the stalls near the main street while I hold down the fort.”

“Oh, thank you so much,” you smile. “I’ll head over there now.” With a final wave, you turn the corner and leave the stall in her capable hands.

It’s only a quick walk to the main street, but the cluster of booths is different from the usual produce stalls you are familiar with. It only takes a little sniff of the fresh air to figure out that Main Street is where all the flower vendors set up shop to sell their wonderfully constructed bouquets of flowers. Sunflowers, lilts, Peonies, and Daisies galore in every color you can think of rest in large buckets of water reaching upwards toward the light.

You wander past each stall, enchanted by the sweet smells and vibrant petals, until you hear a familiar voice speaking to one of the vendors.

“Thank you for taking the time to help me out with this. All of these are breathtaking, but I want to find the right one.” Your boyfriend says, aching down and smelling a large pink Lilly.

“Is there a particular combination you are looking for?” the vendor says, a light pink blush on their cheeks, no doubt having fallen victim to his natural charm.

“Not a combination in general; I just want a Bouquet that looks like them.” he hums, placing his hand under his chin in thought.

The vendor turns their head to the side. “How so?”

“The peonies with the iris are so fun and vibrant, just like Y/n, but then the Tulips with eucalyptus, baby’s breath, and Callalilles look so elegant and beautiful it makes me wonder if they could see themselves in those as well.”

“Young man, if everyone put as much thought into a bouquet of flowers as you did, the would be a much better place,” they say honestly. “I am sure whatever one you choose, your partner will love, especially with you being such a romantic.”

“I don’t know if I would consider myself a romantic; I just want y/n to have a nice bouquet of flowers today,” he says simply. Even though he has his back to you, you see the way the back of his neck flushes at the vendor’s words.

Is he really putting all this thought into a bouquet for you?

A part of you feels guilty for eavesdropping on him, but really, your heart is fluttering out of control at such a romantic gesture. You turn your back and dart quickly behind a tent that shields you from his view.

Just as you think you are in the clear, you hear a pleasant voice call out from behind out. “It looks like you caught me.” Your breath hitches; Kita has always been too good at picking up those little details, especially when it comes to you.

“I-i’m sorry,’ you stammer, turning around to face him, “I just wanted to surprise you, and I ended up ruining yours.”

His coffee-colored gaze softens as he takes in every inch of your flustered features as if they were a work of art. “You didn’t ruin anything, quite the opposite, actually.”

You blink as you take in his words; how exactly is you ruining his floral surprise a good thing?

“How so?”

He chuckles to himself, “Because now we can pick out the flowers together.” He says it so simply as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Your knees feel weak as he continues, “I want to know what you like so that I can surprise you in the future. You deserve a life full of happy surprises.”

Boom, there goes your heart, and blood rushes to your cheeks so quickly that your hands fly to cover your face from the world.

“Flustered, are we?” he laughs softly, removing your hands from your face and tilting up your chin with the utmost care.

Playfully you stick your tongue out at him with an endearing boldness, “Sometimes I think you’re too good at this. Is there someone else you practice on?”

He rolls his eyes as a characteristic snort escapes his lips. “Only you, My Love. Do I need to prove it to you?”

“Absolutely,” you tease, letting your gaze fall from his sparkling eyes and onto his soft lips. They curve upward knowingly before they meet yours in a tender kiss. He holds you gently as if you are one of the many flowers in the surrounding booths.

You’re breathless, but you want more; Kita’s touch, combined with the sweet floral fragrance, is dizzying and makes you forget about the hundreds of people passing by on the other side of the tented wall.

He pulls away with a tenderness that makes you feel like you are falling in love over and over again. The sweetest look in his eyes as he guides you back towards the flower stalls and the rows and rows of bouquets, so that the two of you can pick out the perfect one together.

Tagging: @enchantedforest-network

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moonswolfie · 8 months

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the way i sCREAMED

I slapped my poor bed full force😭

I'm not sure how to get them tho, which is a sad moment

You can see their chibi forms in game tho through little icons and playing the event and they're so CUTE AHSJKADGAHD

#˗ˏˋ ★ ꕤ 「Wolfie’s posts」 ꕤ ★ ˎˊ˗#this is the last non-fic post i swear😭#things have just kinda been hectic because of the school year starting #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #inarizaki #haikyuu!!: touch the dream #osamu miya #miya osamu #miya atsumu #kita shinsuke #kita haikyuu #suna rintarou #suna rintarō #miya twins #atsumu miya

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xenclev · 8 months

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For my prize, literally anything Inarizaki related💕

£ hcs of Inarizaki losing their kid(s) in a public or not so public area! enjoy!

tw: language, but sfw! :) children, mentions of kidnapping and abduction, panicking, & fluff! a name wheel decided the gender of the kids! tell me if I looked over something!

0J1R0 4R4N

£ Happens at a festival, which has got to be the worst place to lose anything... EVER.

£ The thing is that he let go of his kid's hand to buy her she wanted from the vendor. Then, he turned around to give her the little Hello Kitty plushie she asked for and–

£ She wasn't there?!

£ The worst-case scenario is the first thing that comes to his mind:

£ His kid was just kidnapped! Somebody swooped her up and ran off!! >:0

£ Drops whatever he was doing and immediately starts calling her name.

£ Oh, man. how was he gonna tell you that he lost your kid?

£ Hold on, you were with them when she went missing.

£ Definitely takes him a while to realize you're not there either, but when he realizes, he deadass freaks out.

£ Cause they took you TOO?

£ They fr just abducted his little family???

£ Bro starts wailing and yodeling both of your names, and the bypassers are wondering why there's a grown ass man crying and holding a Hello Kitty plushie.

"Aran, what are you crying for?"

£ His head whips around so fast that he almost gets whiplash, and he runs over to scoop you both up in a big bear hug.

£ You could barely make out what he was saying through his hiccups, but you told him that you had to take your 4 year old to the bathroom because she had to use the bathroom.

£ He ultimately feels silly for crying over nothing and holds his little girl even tighter.

"Aw, dry your tears away, papa!"

£ For some reason, the tears fall even more.

£ Moral of the story: going to the bathroom is a family activity.

K1T4 5H1N5UK3

£ On his farm cause he becomes an extremely cautious parent once he steps off his property with his son.

£ He loses his kid in the most sensible way: playing hide-and-seek.

£ Ngl, he's a protective parent, so if he searches for the kid in 4 places and still can't find him, he starts getting anxious.

£ Once that happens, he calmly asks you to help him find him. He literally:

"Ya wanna help look for 'im, love? We should give 'im a good ticklin' when we find 'im."

£ Now, you think it's a game, but he's secretly on high alert. Heightened senses and all.

£ Saying he's on the prowl sounds crazy, but he's fr on the prowl. 💀💀

£ He's sniffing his son out like a wolf, and he's so close to his son’s hiding place.

£ The anticipation is getting to the 6 year old, and he stays hidden for as long as he can. Well, until his bladder betrays him.

£ The poor boy fr comes out from his hiding spot sloshing in his wellies.

"Um, dad. I... had an accident."

£ If you've played an intense game of hide-and-seek, you know what I mean.

£ Kita feels so BAD cause he hounded the urine out of his son, but at the same time, he's glad the boy wasn’t lost.

£ You both reassure him that it's okay and help him waddle to the house.

£ Big W for Kita.

M1Y4 4T5UMU

£ Dude would probably lose his kids in his own house.

£ Very clingy with his kids, so if they leave his sight for a second, he believes he lost them.

£ Just for the record, they're twins; one girl and one boy. Fate chose him.

£ He most likely lost his kids when he turned his back to them to fix them a snack. Then, he turned back around, and they had VANISHED.

£ One word to describe this man: HYSTERICAL.

£ Immediately, bro throws the snacks and frantically searches for them.

£ Cause where could they be?? How far could they go in that short time he'd turned around?

£ Checks nearly the whole house. Their bedrooms, the living room, the bathroom, and the kitchen. He even checks outside.

£ He comes back in after running himself ragged for at least an hour, but to no avail. That must mean...

£ EVIL SPIRITS CAME AND PREYED ON THEIR SWEET INNOCENT SOULS.

£ Yes, he's highly superstitious.

£ Ends up making the executive to march upstairs and consult with you.

£ He gets to your shared room and BURSTS through the door; almost slammed the shit off its hinges.

"Hun, they took 'em! Dammit! I warned 'em 'bout evil that dwells in the dark! The haints, sum'n paranormal!"

"Jeez, Atsu, can you quiet down? They just crashed. Tell me what the parnormal took with your inside voice."

£ Automatically notices that your kids are lying down with you, and all of his worries wash away.

£ He brushes the whole ordeal off his shoulder like a grain of salt and tells you nevermind.

£ This situation has occurred more than once.

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doingitforbokuto · 4 months

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The White Knight - Chapter Two

-> KNIGHT!KITA SHINSUKE X PRINCESS!READER

-> Previous Chapter

-> Series Masterlist

Summary: Although the search for your future husband has been put on hold, you still feel like your whole life you are being pushed around by the men in your life. None of them truly care about what you want.. except for one.

Words: 3,594

Warnings: mentions of blood and death, talks of arranged marriage

Your Point Of View

From the end of the hallway, you could see your brother standing in front of your bedroom door. It had gotten dark out and you decided it was time to leave the gardens and retire for the night. Your maid was already making her way to the kitchen to fetch your dinner and prepare a tea that the royal physician promised would help you sleep better through the night.

Of course, there was no knight with your brother. The only thing by his side was his sword. He still enjoyed the privilege of only being guarded when it was actually needed.

None of your previous guards had been assigned to follow you wherever you went. When they were with you, they were supposed to keep you safe and what was the point of keeping you safe inside the walls of your own home? It was the general consensus at court that only the king was to be guarded day and night. You have had knights who protected you when you left the castle or when you went to a big gathering like the feasts your father would hold on special occasions. But when no one other than the inhabitants of the castle were around, you had been free to spend your time without a knight by your side. After all, there were enough people that made sure that the castle was guarded and it was thought that no one who could harm you could make their way in.

That was until the last time your father had called together possible suitors for you, the only princess of the kingdom. Two of them had fought in the throne room, in front of theit king - a thing no one had seen coming. Your father was adamant about keeping the peace and keeping troublesome folks out of his castle. Of course there had been times when some of the men gathered at court had tried to settle their differences with a fight, but all of those fights had been caused by political differences or because someone had been insulted. This had been the first time that it had happened because of you. It scared both of you, your father and you. But the decision to tighten the circle drawn around you still hadn't been yours.

All your life, you had noticed the circle your family drawn around you. It limited all of your freedom. All of the space you had been allowed to explore. Where you could go. What you could do. Who you were allowed to talk to. And now, what you were allowed to do on your own - which was practically nothing.

Kita was supposed to be around you all the time. He had little time off, during the night and in the morning, someone else looked after your safety. Then, when you had woken up, gotten dressed and had your breakfast, he would start his duties for the day. He would only leave you for a little while to eat his lunch while you ate yours with your family, surrounded by your father’s guards. Kita would stay with you until you went back to your chambers to retire for the night, which was where you were going right now.

Your brother's eyes found yours and even from a distance, you could see curiosity glimmering in them. They moved from you to Kita, then back to you. Of course, he was here to interrogate you about the newest addition of royal knights.

“Ethan,” you nodded to greet him.

“My prince,” Kita bowed behind you.

Your brother smiled at the two of you. Oh, he was so going to ask you about him. “I've been waiting for you.” You wished you could just wipe that grin off his face. “I just wanted to talk to you for a bit. Why don't we go inside?”

He gestured towards the wooden door that rarely anyone other than you and your maids passed. He let you step in first and turned around to face Kita before following you.

“I think the princess is safe enough with me around. Why don't you go and find the night guard and then retire for the day, Sir Kita?”

Your knight glanced past your brother's figure to you, the slightest hesitation visible in his expression.

“It's alright, Sir Kita. I will see you tomorrow.” You gave him a reassuring smile without even wanting to.

Normally, you made sure that there was a certain distance between you and your knights. The last thing you ever wanted to do was make them believe that you were a woman who was interested in anything other than a practical relationship with her knight. It was your duty to marry a lord your father would pick out for you, so there was no point in searching for love and romance anywhere else. Though you were sure that a lot of the stories of ladys you knew being intimate with their knights while being married to someone else were true, that was not what you wanted to be. It was a princess’ duty to make sure she was respected and to make sure that there was no reason for every people to gossip about or speak lowly of her.

So that was why you always made sure to be a little distanced from your knights. But with Kita, you couldn't help but feel more at ease. It was obvious that he was one of the few people who believed in their duty, who wanted to serve and better their kingdom and lived for the things they believed in, who thought honor and duty to be above anything. He wouldn't make an inappropriate move on you - you hoped. So it was alright to show him a little softness, right? Especially after the scare you gave him earlier today, you still felt a little bad for him and didn't want him to feel like he was failing at his duty once again.

With your reassurance, he bowed again and moved to leave you while your brother closed the door to your bedroom.

“So,” he smirked. “Heard he's a scaredy cat.”

You rolled your eyes at his comment and made your way to the table you normally ate at. “You people will twist someone's words to fit your gossip.”

You took two cups from the middle of the table and poured a little wine into each one.

“Not at all.” Ethan stepped behind you and accepted one of the cups from your hands. “It's just a bit unusual to hear a knight admit that he's scared of dying. Makes him sound like he'll run away from a fight instead of protecting you.” The mischievous gleam was now gone from his eyes and replaced with a serious expression you rarely saw on your brother's face during a private conversation. “Do you really believe that he is the right man to protect you?”

“I know what you're thinking. What you're all thinking.” You shot him a warning look over the edge of your cup. “But I don't know any of the men father has picked out to be my knight. I can't trust any of them completely.”

“Of course not,” Ethan huffed. “But why would you pick out the one man who admits that he is scared to die? Why not pick someone who is ready to fight and die for you if need be?”

“What, like the other one's I've had?” A pained look crossed your brother's face when you said that. “The last ones I've had were just like that, ready to jump into a fight head first - and jump they did. Jumped and left me defenseless.” You looked at the floor and felt like you could still see a puddle of blood by your feet. “I want someone who won't get himself killed in front of my eyes. That might be him. And I don't think that he's someone who will run away from his duty. Do you?"

Your brother sighed and pulled out a chair to sit down. “I don't know, y/n. I really don't know. All I know is that so far all of your knights have done nothing but bring more harm to you. I do not want to see you suffer like that again.”

You sat down next to him. It surprised you that he was expressing his concerns for you this freely. Your brother loved you, of course he did. You knew that - he was your brother after all. But usually, he would tease you and poke a little fun at you, like most siblings do. Your conversations were funny and light hearted. It was rare for him to talk to you so seriously about such a sensitive topic. You weren't even aware that he knew how much you had been suffering because of the deaths of the other knights. It was nice to know that at least someone other than Alysane really cared about your wellbeing.

“I know some other good knights that would make a good protector and could replace him if needed. Just promise me that you'll tell me if you feel like he isn't the right man for you, alright?”

“ ‘The right man for me’? I think father is already taking care of that,” you chuckled, though it came out dry and humorless.

“You know what I mean.” He gave you a stern look. “Anyway, father put the search for a husband on hold for now. I think he's worried about more fights breaking out. So you have to wait for that man anyway.”

Your fingers traced the edge of your cup. Would this be your escape one day? You've seen more than one woman succumb to the numbing properties of wine after getting married.

“I don't want any of them, Ethan,” you whispered.” None of them care about what I want. Father doesn't care about what I want. No one cares about what I want.” You had no idea what possessed you to say this to him, but it felt like you were just desperately trying to push a huge weight off of your shoulders.

“That's not true. You know that that's not true.”

“Oh, really? When has he ever consulted me in the search for my husband? Not once has he asked me what I want in a husband! All that he cares about is a good political match.” This was why you never talked about serious topics with your brother. Never did he understand you!

“He is the king. He has to keep the peace. That is his duty and the duty of the whole royal family. He did his duty when he made peace after the uprising in the east. I did my duty when I fought in a war for our house. Now it is time for you to do yours.”

The tone in his voice was harsh and cold, letting you know that it was best not to talk back. He lifted his cup to his lips before emptying it in one go and slamming it back onto the table.

“Think about that while you can.” With that, he pushed himself up and strode out of the room.

Perhaps you were wrong. Perhaps there really was no one but Alysane who cared about your wellbeing.

You followed your brother's example and emptied your cup in one go. It left a bitter taste in your mouth. You should probably ask your maid to bring you a different one.

The next day, Kita walked suspiciously close to you as he accompanied you to the garden once again. He was on edge and shot you side glances every few seconds. Every now and then, you would catch his hand moving out of the corner of your eye whenever you strayed a bit away from him, almost like he wanted to reach out and hold onto you. Of course, he would never dare and actually touch you unless his duties required it of him, but right now you felt like he wanted to make sure you didn't get lost, like he wanted to make sure that you were still next to him.

On any other man, that kind of behavior might have made you feel unsafe and on edge, but with him, it was different. It was obvious that he didn't mean to be possessive or to touch you inappropriately - after all, he didn't even touch you. All he wanted to do was not lose you. And the fact that he was doing this was probably a consequence of your own actions from the day before.

You knew better than to leave your guards' side. More than once you had witnessed knights being punished for leaving their charge unattended. It was their job - their sworn duty - to give their all, even their life if need be, to make sure they were safe. If they failed, the consequences would be dire. You knew that. You knew all of that. And on any other occasion, you would have been more attentive but having a knight with you in the royal garden.. that was an entirely new experience to you. You truly had just forgotten that he was even supposed to be with you. Today, you would make sure it didn't happen again.

The tea you had tried yesterday did not help you sleep at all. If anything, it made you stay up longer because you were so desperately trying to fall asleep. Maybe it didn't help as much because the herbs in it were already dried two years ago? Perhaps picking fresh herbs and making a new tea would help you.

Deep down, you knew, of course, that that was just wishful thinking. There was no tea to help you, no meal or drink that could make the images of death and blood dissappear from your mind. They were engraved into your memory forever and you could never get rid of them. But perhaps wandering around the garden and busying yourself with the searching, picking and drying of the herbs would keep you distracted from those thoughts.

As you strolled through the gardens you let the sun warm your face. Every now and then you would stop and just let its rays catch on your cheeks. The sun bathed the flowers and plants that had just started to grow after the end of winter in a beautiful light. Little bees and butterflies were busy flying from one flower to another and you could hear the quiet hum of their wings as the passed by you. It felt like everything around you was coming back to life. It almost made you angry.

Why did everything around you have to be so alive, so happy and free while you were being locked away? Why did every little bee and mosquito get to fly wherever they wanted but you, princess of the kingdom, were doomed to stay inside the castle walls forever? Only to be shipped off to the man who would kiss your father's arse the best! Why you, why did it have to be you?! And why didn't anyone see how you were suffering!

Without even meaning to, you had started to just rip out the herbs that were growing in front of you. The basket you had placed on the ground beside your knees to keep the plants you had already picked up bumped against your arm when you ripped our fresh flowers only to throw them onto the ground next to where you kneeling. Intuitively, you gripped the handle of the basket and slammed the poor thing into the flowerbed where is dug into the soft ground and took the last few flowers down with it.

All of the pretty blossoms were smushed, covered in dirt and ripped from their stems. You had beheaded the little ones in front of you and tossed their bodies around until there was nothing left. No more blossoms for the bees to sit on and get their legs covered with pollen by. None for the butterflies to drink from. None for the ants to wander up and down on. None were left. And it was all your fault. Everything was your fault. You were all alone, and it was all your fault.

Your tears had started flowing down your face all on their own and now you couldn't stop them. Your chest heaved with heavy sobs. All you wanted to do was bring back the flowers you had destroyed. You were sorry, so sorry for what you did. It wasn't their fault that these things were happening to you, you were just so irritated and tired and frustrated with everyone and everything around you that you took out all of that frustration on them. And as you got more and more lost in those thoughts, you had destroyed every lovely thing around you until you were all alone.

Your hands started wiping at your face, at your eyes and your nose, trying to wipe off the tears and snot that was dripping down towards your chin. A hand started to move into your blurry field of vision, revealing a small handkerchief.

“Here, princess. Take this.”

Kita was kneeling next to you on one knee. One hand was on his propped up knee, the other one was still holding the handkerchief he had just offered to you. His face was calm but you could tell that he was really just trying to keep his facade up as to not upset you any more. If he was angry or sad, you could not tell.

“Thank you..” You couldn't bring your voice to rise above a whisper but he didn't seem to care as he gently placed the cloth in your hand. It was much softer than you had imagined a knight's handkerchief to be and you couldn't help but wonder if a woman had gifted it to him.

The same hand that had given you the handkerchief was now picking up your sad, little basked. The handle was broken and a few of the wooden strands were sticking out from the sides, but it was still usable. Kita carefully brushed off some of the dirt and started placing the flowers in it that weren't completely broken. His hands were big and rough from the work he did, but they still moved quickly and carefully, not one flower was crushed in between his calloused fingers. Watching him work his way through the battlefield of plants you had left behind was almost calming. It was a shame you didn't get to see him pick flowers more often. Perhaps in another life, he was a gardener. Or maybe even a farmer.

After he was done, he placed the basket back where it stood before you decided to punish it for things it didn't even do.

“What can I do, princess?”

Dumbfounded, you just stared back at him, half of your face still hidden by the now dirty handkerchief. His eyes seemed to pierce into yours, like they were trying to look deep into your mind. It was too much for you to face. “Do?”

“You're.. upset. I want to know what I can do to help you.”

“Oh,” you gave him a sad smile while still avoiding his eyes. “Don't worry about it. It is nothing that you have to protect me from, no one is trying to harm me.”

“I am your knight, princess. It is my duty to protect you from whatever harm may come to you. Physical or otherwise.” He looked at you with genuine worry now. “Please, tell me what it is that is wrong. Or merely tell me what to do to make it better.”

He was really serious about this. He didn't just want to jump in front of a blade for you, he wanted to make sure you were safe. In every sense of the word. Even when it was out of his hands.

“..there is nothing you can do to help me.” You fiddled with the cloth in your hands. “I'm sorry I worried you. It's just..” what were you even doing? There was nothing this knight could do for you, to truly help you. There was nothing anyone could do for you. “I'm just really tired,” you smiled. “I get upset when I can't sleep well, that's all. I've been trying all kinds of things to help me sleep but nothing does.”

He could see right through you. You could see it in your eyes, he was reading you like an open book. You both knew that what you just said was a lie, that your insomnia wasn't the true catalyst of your outburst but thankfully, he decided to play along.

“My grandmother has shown me an herb or two that she likes to mix into her tea blends to drink before bed.” He rose back to his full hight. His broad shoulders cast a shadow over your face and stopped the sun from blinding you as you looked up at him. A few stray hairs stuck up from the sides of his face, ones you'd never noticed if the sun hadn't been shining right onto him. He offered you a hand to help you stand up. “Let me show them to you, my princess.”

His hand felt rough under your soft skin as you settled your hand into his palm. It made you dizzy how smoothly and quickly he pulled you back up to your feet, like he had been waiting his whole life just to do that.

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sugawarassoccerlover · 1 year

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the door clicked, announcing that your boyfriend was home. Shinsuke opened the door carefully, sighing when he entered and closed it behind him. his expression changed when he looked over at you, a soft smile settling on his lips. however, it only lasted a moment, as he realized your posture and body language.

“my dear, what’s the matter?” he asked as he sat down next to you.

“mm,” you hummed. “dunno.”

“y/n, if there’s something wrong, I want to help you, but I can’t if I don’t know what’s wrong,” he said carefully, pushing strands of hair from your face. though his intent was kind, you couldn’t help but feel as if you were being scolded, judging by his tone.

tears stung the corners of your eyes. not wanting to cry, you lowered your voice to a whisper, “please just hold me.”

almost immediately, he took you into his arms, one resting around your waist, the other around your shoulders. your face fell to rest on his shoulder, and you inhaled his scent. this was home. he was home. of course, he wouldn’t let the day end without finding out what it was that’s bothering you, but for now this was enough, just him holding you, protecting you. he was enough.

#kita shinsuke #shinsuke kita #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #kita fluff #kita x reader #hq shinsuke #kita comfort #haikyuu comfort #kita haikyuu #haikyuu imagines

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emmyrosee · 1 year

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i know kita is so smart and so confident and suave, but you CANNOT convince me that sometimes, his intrusive thoughts win and he gets caught in his own head in the cutest ways.

like one day, he went to throw away a candy wrapper while still holding his phone- he ended up throwing his phone in the trash and holding the wrapper.

a few weeks ago, he was bringing a glass of juice to his spot on the couch, and for whatever reason, he threw it. on the couch. a complete moment of thoughtlessness that had him in a tizzy.

when he was dog sitting for the twins, one of the treats smelled like bacon, and he took a bite. he tossed it all back up, and he’d rather chew on glass than have anyone know he let his thoughts go that buckwild.

yesterday, suna sneezed, and he said a simple, albeit oddly firm “be quiet.” he apologized relentlessly, while suna just stifled his laughter as best as he can (which was not very) because where the literal hell did that come from?

atsumu had a rice grain on his cheek, and when he went to go take it off, for some god knows reason, he ate it. the twin was in absolute shambles.

just. kita is mr perfect, but god if his own brain doesn’t try its hardest to crack that whole facade and bring him down.

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haikyuu-incorrectquotes · 2 years

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Kita: Atsumu, don't you have something to say to your brother?

Atsumu, to Osamu: I'm sorry I threw a ball in your face.

Kita: Osamu?

Osamu: I'm sorry you're my brother.

#haikyuu anime #haikyuu!!#anime #haikyuu #hq anime #incorrect quotes #incorrectquote #haikyuuincorrectquote #osamu miya #osamu #miya osamu #atsumu miya #atsumu #kita shinsuke #kita haikyuu #inarizaki

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6reez3 · 10 months

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for lovers (coming soon)

suna rintaro x reader ; college au smau

synopsis

while running through the halls of his university, suna hears his favourite song Behind The Moon Shadow on his favourite album, by his favourite band, and decided to try and find the source behind the tune

genre; attempts at comedy, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers

cw: kys/kms jokes, cussing, family issues, mental health issues, arguments

(wuick psa) i have never written anything kn tumblr let alone a smau so pleek dont drag me!!! but i am open to constructive criticism! and if you couldnt tell its based off the album for lovers by lamp if u havent heard it u should give it a listen :)

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y/n and friends || suna and goons

Last train at 25 o’clock !

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

tba

Out on a sunny Sunday !

Words of love !

#suna rintarou #suna smau #suna x you #hq suna #suna x reader #haikyuusmau #hq x y/n #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #miya osamu #kita haikyuu #aran ojiro #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyū!!#suna fluff

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paondya · 8 months

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rice farmer kita shinsuke my beloved

#art #fanart #haikyuu #haikyuu art #haikyuu!!#kita haikyuu #kita shinsuke #kita shinsuke time skip #haikyuu manga #manga #i love him so much he’s so dear to me #my favorite guy

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nope-i-dont-think-i-will · 2 years

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Haikyuu: How ____ Holds Hands! P1

Daichi, Kuroo, Bokuto, Daishou, Ushijima, Oikawa, Terushima, Iizuna, Futakuchi, Kita x reader.

(Pls repost and talk about what you think, my reach is SINKING lmao)

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Sawamura Daichi:

Daichi taps gently on the back of your hand and let's you flip your hand to hold his with no force or intent other than to show you hes there and you are loved. The only exception is when your crying and he will grab your hands and gently squeeze it in a pattern to remind you hes there and help ground you. He loves you and wants you to know you have the decision, always.

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Tetsuro Kuroo:

Kuroo has a habit of pairing holding hands with other forms of affection as well, it's not bad but it probably did throw you off the first two or three times. He interlocks your fingers across the table and suddenly lifts your hands so he can press a gentle kiss to your knuckles, he takes your hand when the two of you are hanging out and suddenly tries to get you to dance with a bright goofy grin. He loves to see the blush that litters your face at each surprising gesture and it makes the thoughts of you lingering in his head so, so worth it.

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Koutaro Bokuto:

Bokuto will press kisses to your knuckles or palms every single time he holds your hands. He could be doing something or talking to someone when you come take his hand and he will stop what he is doing momentarily to press a kiss to your hand. He will hold the back of your hand and press a kiss to your palms too if hes got access easy. He gives you a proud grin and a chuckle, always looking so incredibly proud if himself when you give him a blushing smile in return. The sight if you giggling or blushing at his antics makes him fall even more in love with you if it's possible.

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Suguru Daishou:

Daishou is surprisingly subtle, and instead of holding your whole hand he holds your lower wrist and interlocks your pinkies. He worries you will leave him, and the interlocked pinkies serve as a silent reminder and promise the two of you will never leave each others sides. If hes in a really bad mood or generally emotionally exhausted he will interlock your pinkies and kiss your cheek with a small "I'll love you forever... I promise..." please promise him back, he needs it on those days.

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Wakatoshi Ushijima

Ushijima is a little old school, holding your hand the traditional way without any dramatics, but he makes it up with muttered words and sweet compliments. "Your hands fit so well with mine love.. I'm happy to have you with me.." in a quiet voice that just makes your heart melt. He always makes sure to remind you that he is so, so lucky to have you: always in such a quiet, sweet tone that you know hes always genuine and that he doesn't need to show you off or vise versa for him to be happy by your side.

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Toru Oikawa:

Oikawa holds your hand anytime your around, and will constantly fiddle with whatever is on your hands. Especially if you have a rings, he will sit by your side, hand on top of your and his fingers lightly messing with them as you talk or watch movies. If you buy a fidget ring he will not leave it alone. Also if he finds anything on your hands particularly beautiful or eye catching he lifts your hand and places a kiss to it, muttering why it makes you look even more gorgeous before leaning up and kissing your cheek with a chuckle at your fluster. Hes got a great fashion sense when it comes to anything on you too, so most of these items he does this with are things that make you look stunning or bring out one of your features.

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Yuji Terushima:

Terushima goes out of his way to make a cheesy joke or make you laugh every single time he holds your hand. He uses this strategy constantly, even using it to lighten the mood in serious situations occasionally. "Your hand looks heavy babe- let me hold it!" He gives you a cheesy grin and proud eyes as you giggle at his childish antics and hand over your hand for him to hold. He will hold your hand backwards or tangle your arms together slightly, just being generally clumsy to hear that gorgeous laugh of yours.

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Shinsuke Kita:

Kita holds your hand in a way where the back of your hand touches his palm and he uses his thumb to just run tiny circles on the side of your hand. He does it on instinct and loves to feel when you slightly relax under his touch. Occasionally if he feels particularly like fluttering you he will lift your palm to him and press a gentle kiss to it before giving a small pec to your lips as well to watch your eyes widen and your face go pink. Interlock your pinkies in that position on days where he has it rough and you get a small, content, lovestruck smile from him every time.

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Kenji Futakuchi:

Futakuchi smiles every time he sees your hand within holding range, always putting his hand in yours when he can. He always has a hand open when hes near you just because he loves to hold yours. His hand always fiddles with your fingers or runs a gentle thumb on the back of your hand while you do things together. Its oddly nice to see the normally 'problematic' captain so gentle for you.

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Tsukasa Iizuna:

Iizuna used to dislike holding hands, and still had a bit of a hard time accepting it until he got injured and he realized just how close holding hands made him feel to you. Now he likes to hold your hand gently as he sits with you anywhere or when you're doing something by his side. Still doesn't like holding hands when walking because he worries he's going to fall and you're going to tumble down with him and get hurt :[[

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PLEASE REPOST AND ASK FOR MORE CHARACTERS FOR THIS IF YOU ARE INTERESTED <33

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lou-struck · 1 year

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Rice & Honey

Shinsuke Kita x Reader

Farmers Market AU!

~A simple love story between a Rice Farmer and a Bee Keeper

This is my Submission for @deartouya's Love in the Everyday Collab which can be found HERE

You wake up to the chirping of your alarm with a groan. You'd press snooze but then you probably wouldn't want to move for the rest of the day. With a huff, you curse your self-awareness and pull yourself from the safety of the blankets to prepare yourself for a day working at the farmers market.

Stepping outside the cool morning air prickles your skin as you walk through the dew-covered grass to your truck.

The darkened sky doesn't help you as you load the last few crates of Honey and honey products into the bed of your truck. the jars jingle and cling against each other as you secure the goods with care.

As you pull out of your driveway and down the dirt road the low sound of the radio fills your ears as you follow the bit of light inching over the horizon to the Farmers market.

Only a few cars pass you on the road, everyone else must be spending their Saturday morning still in bed.

When you arrive at the market you see that you have beat some of the other vendors to the park. You make it to your booth just as the sunrise blossoms filling the fading night sky with waves of warm pinks and oranges.

The morning chill fades as you unload your tables, displays, and cases of products from the back of your truck. It doesn't take long for your booth to get set up. Everything looks perfect, the jars of honey reflect the light of the rising sun through the glass.

It’s beautiful, but there is something else grabbing your attention from across the lot.

Through the tents and the other vendors, you see a familiar red truck pull up to an open stall. Your heart rate picks up speed when you see Shinsuke Kita emerge from the driver's seat.

The Handsome Rice Farmer greets the morning sky with a stunning smile as he wastes no time getting to work. sliding a few long tables from his back seats for his booth. With the tables prepped and clothed he turns his attention to the previously unopened truck bed where his products have been carefully strapped down.

It’s bags and bags of rice. The large sacks are carefully stacked in the front protecting the bins of smaller bags from sliding about the truck bed. For anyone else, they would've struggled with the large woven bags, opting to slide them out and drag them over to the tables. But Kita lifts the heavy bags with ease. Hauling it up and carrying it on his shoulder without so much as a grunt.

He handles the product he farmed himself with care setting up the rest of his stand in no time flat. The organization is simple yet practical and not overly eye-catching at all. But it doesn't matter, you know that the Handsome rice farmer will sell his entire stock today.

He always sells out.

How could he not? Everyone loves Shinsuke Kita, but he doesn't realize the effect he has on others and that makes him that much more endearing. all he has to do is give a friendly smile to a passing market patron and they can’t help but stop by and buy a little bag of rice from him. The bolder customers go so far as to buy one of the larger bags so the Farmer will help them load it into their tiny cars at the end of the day.

The park's large clocktower chines signaling 30 minutes till the start of the market. Vendors lock and secure their cashboxes and begin to walk from stall to stall, carrying around baskets of their own products hoping to make a few trades with other vendors.

This little barter system is called the vendors market, you find it useful to trade jars of honey for produce, baked goods, and any other thing that you would want during the week. Just as you go for your basket you notice someone is already standing in front of your booth.

Turning towards the vendor you start to speak “Hey there, what can I get y…”

The gorgeousness of Shinsuke Kita makes the words die on your lips as he greets you. his eyes look like sunlit jars of honey and his smile is twice as sweet.

“Good morning Y/n, how are you?” he says softly.

“I’m doing well, how about you?” you smile back hoping you don’t look as tired as you feel.

I’m doing wonderful.” he says “it really is a beautiful morning. I felt so fortunate getting to watch the sky on my drive over here.”

“ I was thinking the same thing, I don’t like the mornings when it’s so cloudy. I feel like the day just seems to never start.” You say enthusiastically. You don’t know why, but just a few minutes of talking with him makes you feel energized. It’s like you’ve just downed two cups of coffee.

“The morning sun makes these wake-ups a bit easier doesn’t it?” He says running a hand through his two-toned hair.

"It does, Are you bartering today?" you ask glancing down at the little bags of rice in his woven basket.

"I am, you sound surprised," he says.

"I am surprised, you don't participate in the Vendor's market very often," you respond not telling him your whole thought. If you were much bolder and much more honest, you would've said that Shinsuke has never had to participate in the market before. Most vendors are just as enamored with his good looks as you are and give him some of their own products just as an excuse to talk to him.

He laughs, and it becomes your favorite sound in the world. "I guess your right, I just need a few things today so I came prepared to trade. How much for a jar of honey?"

"j-just one bag," you say softly still awestruck by his melodious laughter. "It's about the same price for that amount."

He picks up one of your carefully packaged glass jars and examines the contents. "Honey is just so beautiful." he sighs.

'You're beautiful," you murmur under your breath instinctually

His gaze drifts from the jar to your face and he raises a brow. "I'm sorry y/n, did you say something?"

Your eyes widen, of course, he heard you say that, he is standing right in front of you. "Oh, I said." you bite your lip and try to think of something to say back. "I said yes, It sure is beautiful."

"I see," he says taking out a bag of rice from his basket and placing it on your table. "Here you go, I hope the sales go well today."

"Thank you, Kita, " you say as he turns to leave. But he stops and turns back towards you.

"If it's alright, could you call me Shinsuke?" he asks his amber-colored eyes not meeting yours filled with an emotion you haven't yet seen on his face. "The two of us a pretty close."

You nod yes, "Alright then, thank you Shinsuke." you don't know why but the name fills your stomach with butterflies.

A pink tint takes over his features as they soften in relief, "great. let me know when you are ready to pack up for the day, I'd love to help you take down your stand."

A heat blossoms on your skin as you take in his request.

He has never offered to do that for anyone before, he has seen you set up and take down your display many times over the months you have known eachother, why does he want to spend time with you after the market so badly?

“Sure thing,” you say as he sends you one last smile and walks back to his stand.

You notice that the basket of rice remains to be just rice, except for the one jar of Honey you gave him.

Your mind is full of nothing but Kita as your day zips by, the market is busier than normal thanks to the beautiful weather and you find yourself selling way more jars than you anticipated.

You’ll have to thank your bees with a little bit of sugar water for all their hard work. By the time the big clock in the center of the park hits two, your table only has a handful of honey sticks and a few jars left in stock.

Flopping down in your little folding chair you become all too aware of the tiredness of your legs from being on your feet all day. But at least with most of your wares gone the cleanup process will go by pretty quickie.

The clean-up process

You remember Shinsuke's request from earlier and glance to see how the rice farmer did with his wares. To no one's surprise, his stall looks practically empty. Not a grain of rice remains on display.

After this morning, the urge to talk to him has grown too large to repress. Grabbing the remainder of your honey sticks you walk across the path over to his stall to show him you haven't left yet.

You find him folding up one of his tables to slide into the back of his much emptier truck. “Hey,” you call getting his attention “I brought you something,”

“You brought me a gift? He says, his face lighting up when he sees you in front of him.

“Not a gift-gift,” you admit “ just some honey sticks I had left over. I thought you’d want to try them since they are different flavors.”

Thank you, I’d love to try them.” he says taking a stick, “I was really needing something sweet.”

He opens one up with his perfect teeth as the honey flows into his mouth.

“This is delicious,” he says as it honey drips onto his tongue, “what flavor was this?”

“Hmm, let’s see,” you say taking the half-empty stick from his calloused hands. You peer at the coloring of the product. “I think it's vanilla clover.”

“It’s my new favorite.” he grins as you hand the stick back to him. He looks down at his hand and notices there is a bit of honey that escaped the tube and is stuck to his hand. “Oh, that’s not good.”

He raises his hand to his lips and gently licks it off. The action though innocent makes your knees weak.

“Oh y/n, are you feeling alright? you look alittle dizzy,” he says with concern. He gently places his hands on your shoulder to make sure you don't collapse onto the pavement, but the action only makes you feel more flustered.

I’m fine,” you say taking a step back. His worried eyes follow you as you move. “just tired I guess.”

“I see, Have you eaten? I didn't see you take a break.” today.

You are too busy trying not to embarrass yourself in front of the hot farmer you don't realize that he had just admitted to watching you all day.

“Oh, I guess I haven't gotten the chance to yet,” you say obliviously feeling touched by his concern for your well-being.

The cute look on your face brings a smile to his lips. “In that case, I was going to get some lunch at a place I know, I was wondering if you would like to join me.” he wrings his hands “m-my treat of course.

“I’d love to,” you say with a smile. It seems like he is asking you out, but why on earth would he do that?

He is probably just being friendly.

“Good, then it's a date.” he grins.

His smile fills you with a bit of confidence you didn't know you had, “I’m sorry, but I need to know. Is this a date-date, or is this a friend date?.” you ask boldly.

He looks a bit confused and you wonder if you overstepped a boundary, but before you can open your mouth to backtrack he laughs that wonderful laugh again.

“Of course, I am asking you on a date y/n, you didn't know?”

“Know what?” You blink hoping that if you are dreaming, no one will wake you.

He clears his throat and takes your hand, his amber eyes staring deeply into yours “I have had the biggest crush on you for months now.”

“Really?” you squeak trying to remember something from the past several months that could have tipped you off. It’s them you remember all the ‘extra’, pastries, umbrellas, and cups of coffee he has given you over the months.

“Prove it,” you tease.

“If that's what you want, then I guess I have no choice,�� he says lowly. His gaze drops to your lips as he leans in close and takes them greedily with his own.

Your eyes close and all you feel is the warmth of his lips and how perfectly you seem to fit into his arms.

Pulling back you take a breath, but the air feels lighter than you are used to.

“Just as I thought,” he mumbles against your lips. “Your lips are sweeter than any honey I’ve tasted.”

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