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moonswolfie · 6 months

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The HQ!! boys with their number 1 princess

I highly recommend listening to world is mine while reading!!

in case you couldn't tell this is based on the song world is mine (i'm sure my mutuals are sick of hearing me talk about this song atp lmaoooo)

Characters featured: Ushijima, Kageyama, Kenma, Oikawa, Kita

𖦹:･ﾟUshijima Wakatoshi

"Well, are you gonna say anything or not?!" your sudden outburst surprised Wakatoshi.

"Was I supposed to say something?" he asked, almost used to you getting angry for seemingly no reason at this point.

You huffed, crossing your arms. "You didn't even notice, did you?!"

"Notice what?" he asked, clearly confused. He simply wanted to know the reason you're angry with him and how he can fix it. He thinks you look much better when smiling, after all.

"You idiot! I got my hair done! I was flipping my hair at you all day and you didn't even acknowledge it!" you turned away from him, hmphing.

"Oh. I did notice the hair." he stated simply.

"Well then say something about it!"

𖦹:･ﾟKageyama Tobio

"Hey, let's- what is that?" Kageyama stopped mid sentence when noticing the drawing in your notebook.

You closed it at light speed.

"Hey! Don't look at things you're not supposed to!" you scolded him, clutching the notebook in your hold.

What Kageyama just got a glance at was your self-indulgent drawing of him as a prince kissing your hand.

"It was wide open for everyone to see!" Kageyama defended himself, clenching his fist.

"Whatever, just- you didn't see anything, okay?" you swatted his chest lightly with your hand.

"Wait, that kind of looked like you-"

"You didn't see anything, okay?"

𖦹:･ﾟKozume Kenma

"Get me pudding. That's an order." you crossed your arms, plopping down on the bench.

His very fortunately colored hair left you with a little craving.

Kenma sighed, going back to walk into the store. How in the world does he always end up complying to your demands, anyways?

After he bought the pudding, he brought it back to you, who was still pouting and sitting on the bench with your legs crossed. When you noticed him and the pudding in his hands, your face lit up.

"Thank you!!˜" you smiled cheerily, snatching the pudding out of his hands.

Oh, now he knows why. That sweet smile is far too addicting.

𖦹:･ﾟOikawa Tooru

"Hey! Look at me, will you?!" you kicked Oikawa with your pretty pair of heels.

You went to hang out and he barely even looked at your cute outfit. This is absolutely criminal.

"Owww, stop that, will you?!" he complained, mumbling about how he can't catch a break from being abused. How does he always end up with friends who hit him, anyways?

"Fine, fine, I'll look." he rubbed his back, finally looking you up and down.

"You look..."

"I look...?"

"Pretty okay, I guess?" Oikawa winked, shrugging, as if he didn't just experience ten consecutive heart attacks from how cute you looked in that dress. Internally, of course.

"You little- Ugh!" you swung at him again.

𖦹:･ﾟKita Shinsuke

You walked away from Kita, who was busy with something else. If he isn't going to pay attention to you, you might as well go pet that cat across the street.

Ohh, it looks so cute and fluffy. You're ready to pounce.

Suddenly, you felt yourself being embraced from behind, flinching and turning your head back to see Kita.

"Uhhhh?!" you stammered out, completely flustered. What in the world?! He's actually hugging you right now! Could this mean...

"You almost ran into that person. Be more careful." he explained simply, letting you go and turning back to whatever he was doing.

Suddenly you're worried about your walking abilities with how much your legs are shaking.

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svnarin · 3 months

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⊹˚₊‧ fifteen (15) bf!kita shinsuke headcanons

ps! this is just yet another repost from my old blog! reposting it here because this one’s one of my personal faves :>

bf!kita shinsuke who immediately introduced you to his grandma the moment the two of you officially became a couple.

bf!kita shinsuke who may seem cold to everyone but will look at you with adoring eyes and the sweetest smile on his face. even his juniors during high school, like suna rintarou, noticed it when he met the two of you together for the very first time.

bf!kita shinsuke who likes inviting you to any family outing and their house whenever there is a family occasion. he always makes sure that you feel loved by his whole family and makes you feel that you are a part of their family.

bf!kita shinsuke who got a little embarrassed at first when he saw that his grandma showed you his pictures when he was just a little kid, but the moment he saw how you fell in love with the pictures, he didn’t hesitate to say yes when you asked if you could have one of those.

bf!kita shinsuke who always makes sure that he has clothes in their home that you can wear whenever you spend the night at their home. some of the clothes such as shirts or sweaters are his while some are hand-me-downs from family members.

bf!kita shinsuke who will cook your favorite meals, even if you don’t ask for it, whenever you come by to their home. and if he’s gonna run into errands after cooking your favorite meal, he always makes sure to leave you some lovely notes alongside it.

bf!kita shinsuke who started planting and growing some flowers because he wants to give you a bouquet of flowers that he personally grew for you.

bf!kita shinsuke who likes to bring you fruits and homemade snacks during breaks, and the snacks that he gives you are always on the next level and nutritious. he would even stick some cute notes on them.

bf!kita shinsuke who likes buying little trinkets because they remind him of you. he would display some of those around his bedroom and he will give the others to you.

bf!kita shinsuke who always makes sure that he’s not hurting you through his bluntness. he now often uses the time to think about what he’s going to say next to you to avoid hurting your feelings.

bf!kita shinsuke who will always immediately go to your place to take care of you the moment he hears that you’re sick or something bad has happened to you. he’s in the middle of work when he learns that you’re sick? you bet he’s already running towards to get his keys, along with some herbal medicines, to drive towards your place.

bf!kita shinsuke who isn’t much of a pda person but enjoys holding your hand in public. in private, he likes hugging you tightly before giving you a kiss on the crown of your head.

bf!kita shinsuke who never misses a day and night of sending you good morning and good night messages. he would even add additional messages such as “don’t overwork yourself today,” “don’t forget to drink some water,” “don’t go to bed too late,” etc. before ending it with an “i love you.”

bf!kita shinsuke who will help you with anything he is capable of. he will help you study for a board exam or prepare for an interview. and if he’s not familiar with something, he will still try his best to help you, such as researching how to do a certain thing, etc.

bf!kita shinsuke who recently started thinking about and asking his and your relatives what he’s gonna say by the time he’s going to ask for your hand in marriage.

bf!sunarin headcanons

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rishiguro · 6 months

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HAIKYUU CHARACTERS WHEN YOU‘RE SICK

a/n: hello flu season, you make me write purely self-indulgent shit because i turn into a needy child when i‘m sick

warnings: mentions of meds. one f-bomb.

jjk version

SUNA RINTAROU: can’t help but tease you for it

“i told you to put on a jacket and dry your hair before you go out,” he muttered amused as he watched you huddle into the living room, wrapped into your thick blanket. you rolled your eyes at him, to which he immediately held up his hands. “don’t look at me like that, you know i’m right” you couldn’t help but pout at him, whispering curses annoyed. “you know damn well that that’s not how viruses work,” you grumbled. “then why are you sick now?” he retorted, smiling. “fuck you” you turned around to go back into the bedroom. “oh, come here you big baby” your boyfriend opened his arms and gestured you to come closer, offering to cuddle with you. “i hate you sometimes,” you muttered under your breath as you walked up to him, falling into his arms and laying your head on his chest. “i love you too”

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI: decks you in with every remedy he can get his hands on

he looked at all the meds on the table after carefully reciting the benefits of each one word-by-word, remembering everything the pharmacist had told him. “are you sure you got everything you need? i can run out to the pharmacy again, it’s not a problem,” he offered after a short pause. you let out a quiet laugh, nodding confidently. “i’m sure i’ll be fine, ‘toshi. promise,” you stated, reaching out to grab his hand. “okay” admittedly, it was adorable just how overboard he went the second he heard you sneeze. you probably just caught the flu somewhere, nothing that couldn’t be cured with rest and maybe a few meds. when you texted your boyfriend, asking him to pick some up for you, you surely didn’t expect him to enter your home with the whole pharmacy in his bag. you grinned, your heart warming at his silly, but incredibly caring gesture. “what are you laughing at?” he asked confused. “nothing,” you assured him quickly, giving his cheek a peck before leaning into him and his warmth. “i’m just happy you’re here with me”

KITA SHINSUKE: keeps a respectable distance but doesn’t fail to make you feel cared for

following a soft knock, the door to your dim bedroom was opened with your boyfriend stepping into the room. “i made you some tea” he spoke softly as he put the mug down on the small table next to you. he proceeded to quickly feel your forehead, nodding when he realizes that your temperature has gone down. “and some soup is currently cooking on the stove, i’m gonna bring you a bowl later” he smiled softly at you, giving your forehead a peck. “i’ll be in the living room, yeah?” he turned to leave, making sure to not close the door behind him. he then turned around and took another look at you. “the door’s open, love, so just say the word and i’ll be here, no need to strain your voice” you smiled weakly at him. “thank you” he nodded. “i love you,” he whispered to you. “i love you too,” you replied. he turned to leave, but stopped when you called out to him again. he hummed, waiting for you to continue. “can i get a hug? just a quick one,” you mumbled, almost sounding shy, “please” he smiled, immediately making his way over to you. “you don’t have to ask, anything you want”

HINATA SHOYO: latches himself onto you and ends up getting sick too

you groaned, trying to push him off you, but finishing yourself too weak to actually do so. his head was buried in the crook of your neck with his arms wrapped tightly secured around you, not wanting to let you go. you sighed in defeat. “shoyo, i love you, but you’re gonna get sick of you keep doing this” “nuh-uh” he denied, shaking his head, his hair tickling your skin. “yes you will,” you insisted, your hands however finding their way on his back, softly running your nails over it. he kept denying it however and soon after you couldn’t find the energy to keep arguing with him — and you really didn’t want him to leave (not like you’d tell him and give him an actual reason to stay). and just about two weeks later, you’d be the one tending to him, not failing to tease him about his sickness. it didn’t matter to him though, he’d get sick a thousand times over if it meant he could stay close to you.

KUROO TETSUROU: loves to berate you but will drop everything to take care of you

he groaned when he saw you in his field of vision, raising his eyebrows at you with hands stemmed into his hips. “i told you to stay under the covers” he shook his head, pointing into the direction of your bedroom and motioning you towards it. “back under the blanket, come on” you whined. “it’s too hot, tetsurou, i’m sweating” you shivered as you spoke, your arms wrapping around your midsection. honestly, you just needed to see some things that weren’t the walls or the ceiling of your room. you’d take anything at this point. “that’s the point! you need to sweat it out!” he claimed, gesturing with his hands. “can i at least take a shower first? or just get changed? i feel disgusting, my clothes are literally drenched in sweat,” you spoke after sighing in defeat. there was no point in arguing with him, especially when you knew that he was right. “hop into the bathroom, i’ll get you some new pajamas”

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teamatsumu · 5 months

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was i meant to love you? (part two)

pairing: miya osamu x reader

summary: the kanji on your arm says miya atsumu’s name, but every fiber of your being is in love with his twin brother.

word count: 3314

warnings: fem!reader, soulmate au, friends to lovers, some non canon events, swearing, angst if you squint, atsumu x reader, cheating trope (you have been warned), suggestive sexual content but nothing explicit

taglist: @hadukada @utopiamiroh @angstylittleb1tch @sassycheesecake

previous part // series masterlist

The thud of volleyballs and squeaking of shoes was quickly dissipating as members of the Inarizaki Boys’ Volleyball Team slowly cleared out of the gym. Everyone had done their share of cleaning, but your captain, Kita Shinsuke, was meticulous as ever, making sure the wet mops were clean so they didn’t stink up the storage room and all the balls were accounted for. As usual, he insisted you head out, saying it was already very late and he wasn’t comfortable with the idea of you still being out of the house at this time and in this weather.

The cold air stung you when you stepped out, choosing to forego changing back into your school uniform and instead walking home in your volleyball team tracksuit. Your wool scarf did plenty to warm you up, but it couldn’t substitute for the heat of your blankets or bed, so you hurriedly trudged on.

Your phone buzzed in your jacket pocket.

Samu: where are u? walk home together?

You frowned and sighed at the message. Osamu offering to walk you home meant Atumu would be there too. And you really didn’t want to be around him, not after your newly realized feelings. Or lack thereof, actually. You weren’t in the mood to once again be confronted by the fact that your soulmate didn’t make your heart burst with love like he should.

Your phone buzzed again, shaking you from your thoughts.

Samu: ur not at the gym?? its just kita here

You scowled, slowing to a stop. Where the hell was Osamu? You tapped on the little receiver icon, lifting the phone to your ear. Once the line connected, you heard his breaths on the other end.

“Why are you at the gym? You should’ve been home twenty minutes ago.” You asked, shivering. The twins had left after practice, knowing you often stayed late to tie up loose ends.

“I sat down at the store around the corner for a bit. I came back to check if ya were done. Where are ya?”

Before you could answer, heavy footsteps sounded behind you, making you cut the line when Osamu entered your field of vision. You felt your lips tug up, waving at him as he hung up and reached you, shoulders hunched to protect his neck from the cold.

“You’re gonna get sick.” You frowned as you watched him.

“Hello to you too.” He rolled his eyes and childishly stuck out his tongue, both of you falling in step as you trekked the way back to your neighborhood.

The walk was relatively silent, with Osamu offering you a packet of jelly beans. You popped one in your mouth, trying to rid yourself of the relief you felt when you saw that Atsumu wasn’t with him. It wasn’t something you were proud of, avoiding your own soulmate, but it helped that Atsumu was so focused on volleyball most days that he didn’t really care either.

You wondered if you should tell Osamu about it, but dismissed the thought quickly. Osamu didn’t even have a soulmate. If you complained about your own soulmate problems, it would make you feel like a monster.

Maybe you were a monster. An ungrateful one at that.

“Where’s Tsumu?” You asked, biting the inside of your cheek. Your guilt had spurred your question, and all it did was double the horrible feeling inside you.

Osamu shrugged. “He didn’t wanna wait at the store. Somethin’ about wanting to pee real bad.”

“Charming.” You deadpanned, before frowning at the boy next to you. “Wait, you were waiting? What for? Me to be done?”

Osamu only nodded, focused a little too much on his jelly beans. Your scowled deepened as did your confusion.

“Why?”

Osamu shrugged, still avoiding your eyes. “It’s colder than usual. And with the wind blowing like this, it might rain or storm. What if ya got stuck in it?”

Your heart skipped, mouth going dry as words failed you. You watched Osamu’s profile, the way his gray hair fell over his forehead, some strands catching his eyelids. His profile was all straight lines, the jut of his jaw prominent as he chewed.

“Samu…”

Unexpectedly, tears were pricking at your eyes. You choked out a surprised sob, your feet stopping as months worth of suppressed emotions overwhelmed you.

“What the-” Osamu’s wide eyes snapped towards you, crushing the empty snack wrapper and shoving it into his backpack before he turned to you. “Why are ya cryin’? What did I say?”

You shook your head a bit harder than necessary, trying to convey that no part of your fucked up, guilt ridden, fearful brain was caused by him. You waved your hands a bit, trying to say anything at all that wasn’t pathetic crying noises. Osamu softened a bit.

“Is this about Tsumu?” His voice was more muted now, and you almost didn’t hear it over the sound of the wind whooshing in your ears. You stared at him with wide eyes. Did…. he know?

Osamu gave you a sad smile and a shrug. “It’s pretty obvious. Yer avoidin’ him. Didja guys get in a fight?”

You shook your head, looking closely at Osamu. His face was blank, but open. He stared right back, and his eyes were so calm that it stopped your own flowing tears. Something in your mind was made up.

“Samu, can I confess something to you?”

He gave you an encouraging little smile. “Always.”

That did it. Your rant started there, on the sidewalk outside a closed down bookstore, and ended at your house, on your bed, both of you out of your outdoor wear and with steaming hot cocoa mugs between the two of you. Osamu had not only listened, but he had guided you all the way home while you lost yourself in your words. And he made you a hot beverage along the way too.

Silence stretched over you both when you finished, staring down at the mug before you. Your cheeks were warm, half from how heated you got as you spilled your heart out and half from being out of the stormy weather. Osamu had been smart to return to your house instead of his, so you could talk without fear of Atsumu listening. You stared at him when you finished, but when he didn’t say anything, you tacked on one more sentence.

“I don’t know what to do.”

The cry for help was clear in your voice, and it made him look up at you.

“I…. don’t know that either.” He confessed. “I wish I could tell you.”

He shuffled a bit closer to you, directly in front of you, and gave you the softest smile. Your heart skipped again, that same funny feeling you got when he told you he waited for you. And you felt, once more, the urge to hug him tight.

“I don’t….. really know how this soulmate thing goes.” He muttered, and you listened with bated breath. For the first time ever, Osamu was talking about his own lack of soulmate. “But I do know one thing. You and Tsumu have known each other forever. Whatever this thing is, it will pass. And the universe put ya two together, of course yer meant ta be. Don’t worry yer little head about it, okay?”

You felt your heart settle as you looked into Osamu’s eyes. So calm, so unlike your muddled thoughts. But his words inspired little comfort, but in his close proximity, you ignored it entirely. Your cheeks heated up, and you felt the urge to close the gap between you two even more. So you did.

Osamu wrapped you up in his arms when you pressed closer to him, not hesitating in hugging you tight. You felt your heart race faster, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. If anything, it made your nerves quietly buzz, a soft thrumming that felt so nice you nearly cried.

You didn’t even realize when you fell asleep, too exhausted from having spilled your whole heart out. So you definitely didn’t notice the wet sheen in Osamu’s eyes, or how he rapidly blinked his tears away to make sure they didn’t fall on you, his hold on your body gently tightening.

………………

Something changed after that night. Somehow, Osamu being the only one who knew your shameful secret brought you even closer together. While you didn’t talk about it again, Osamu subtly encouraged you to get closer to Atsumu, to spend more time with him and “mend” your failing relationship. To Atsumu’s credit, you two did end up spending an awesome night out together, which could technically be classified as a date but felt more like hanging out with your best friend. You giggled and laughed with him all night, like you used to, and some of the fear in your head melted away. Maybe Osamu was right. Maybe everything would be okay.

When Atsumu kissed you goodnight at your front door, you didn’t feel anything. But you weren’t worried. This would fix itself too. Just as everything else had fixed itself.

You entered your third year of high school with your boyfriend and best friend by your side, ready to crush senior year and then move onto adult life. Atsumu went to Youth Camp again, now being seriously looked at as a candidate for the pro leagues. You were ecstatic for him, and you trusted completely that he would crush it. Osamu was looking into culinary school, and you were looking into university as well in your own preferred field.

Graduation was an emotional affair, especially with the realization that you were splitting up from the Twins soon. You had been accepted into a university in Tokyo, while Osamu was staying in Hyogo. Atsumu was already trying out for the V League, and it had him bouncing from place to place.

Your mother was vehemently against you and Atsumu not staying together, which annoyed you. The idea of staying glued to his ass was not appealing. You wanted to carve your own path. It was only when you convinced your mother that Atsumu’s endless traveling would have him in Tokyo quite often did she feel satisfied enough, and so life as an adult began filled with a promise for new adventures.

It was away at university that you first experienced just how much you depended on the Twins. Especially Osamu.

Emotionally, Osamu had been your rock. He was always the one you went to with every rant, every problem, every worry. While Atsumu was helpful at times too, he was more of a talker than a listener. But Osamu always gave you his full attention. He would sit and listen to you for hours if you asked, chiming in at all the right places and really making you feel heard. When you started life at a new place, you were hit with the nasty, all encompassing feeling of missing him down to your very bones.

You texted him, you video called, you watched as the gray dye slowly faded from his hair, leaving him with his natural dark brown. He talked to you about culinary school, excited to share what new dish or flavor he had learned or created, and you watched as his face fleshed out more, losing almost all his remaining childhood fat and leaving him looking older. You supposed you changed in the same way, but Osamu never commented on it. He always talked to you the same, like you had never left.

You missed him terribly.

Your university friends were overly in awe that your soulmate was a pro volleyball player, and often thought you were on the phone with him when it was actually Osamu. It did hit you with a pang of guilt slightly, because while you also talked to Atsumu daily, it was never very long drawn out like it was with Osamu. You knew everything going on in his life, but you weren’t invested like you were in Osamu’s life.

And that little skip of your heartbeat never went away. In fact, it became more frequent. Whenever Osamu’s voice would first ring through your phone, your heart would jump, and your smile was automatic. His laugh would make you grin, and talking to him settled your nerves in a way no other person could.

It didn’t surprise you when a certain worry started sitting in your chest. A gnawing voice, low pitched but annoying, muttering in your head about how this was wrong, you should be feeling this way for your soulmate and not his fucking twin brother. You weren’t dense. You knew what a crush was. And you knew that these feelings were definitely indicating a crush. But you dismissed it as just Osamu being Atsumu’s twin. They were identical looking. So it was natural for you to like Osamu because he was so closely reminding you of your soulmate.

You tried to ignore the fact that your actual soulmate never made you feel this way.

Atsumu visited you often, maybe one weekend every month, which he would spend in your apartment. Your roommates would wiggle their eyebrows and make lewd, suggestive comments, saying something about how they should clear out for the weekend since you two would be getting loud and rowdy. It made you flush furiously, but you couldn’t exactly tell them nothing would happen.

You and Atsumu had yet to go all the way. The most you did was a makeout session that felt cold and distant. It was worrisome, it was a huge concern, but it was something neither of you talked about. You were comfortable with Atsumu. You would pig out on junk food, talk shit about old high school folks you both knew, he would whine about his teammates and you would fill him up on your share of university gossip, and then you two would fall asleep cuddled under your blankets. It was comforting, a slice of home, and so what if the thought of sex with Atsumu made you kind of uncomfortable and grossed out? It would pass. You were still young.

But then you would feel the butterflies burst to life in your stomach when Osamu called, you would watch his eyes through your phone screen, how every passing month made him look more like a man and less like a boy. His dark eyes, just as calm as they were when you were kids, but now….. sultrier. More dreamy. Sometimes he would send you a morning selfie, still in bed, just above the neck but you could tell he was shirtless, and you would imagine waking up like that, with his shirtless body next to you. And you would wonder what his skin would feel like under your fingertips.

This was bad. This was so, so bad. But you couldn’t control it. All you could do was deny the existence of these feelings. Waking up every morning and convincing yourself that the man in your dreams was not him, but Atsumu. Though you knew. Deep down, you knew.

You didn’t go back to Hyogo after your first year. Your parents had traveled down to Tokyo and you spent a wonderful two weeks with them before the new term started, and while Osamu groaned and complained about how bad he wanted to see you, you were relieved. You couldn’t see him, not when your head was messed up with thoughts of him. Thoughts you should never, ever have. You wondered, now very often, what you would do if you saw him in your current state. How badly you would want to kiss him.

No. God. No.

Once Atsumu became a starter for the MSBY Black Jackals, he and Osamu decided to get an apartment together in Osaka, the team’s hometown. Osamu had freshly graduated, while you still had one year left. And as per her nature, your mother started hounding you to complete your final year in Osaka. She wanted you to move in with the Twins, and for the first time in a long time, you were on board with one of her wishes.

You had missed them both so much. And you yearned for the time you spent every single day with them. The thought of sharing a living space with them was extremely exciting, so when you ironed out the details of your university transfer, you were on the first train to Osaka.

Halfway through your ride, Atsumu texted that he couldn’t make it to the station (since your train had been delayed and he had an event for later that night), and you tried to digest the implication of his untimely absence.

Osamu would be picking you up.

You felt anxiety creep up on you at the thought, fiddling with your hands and biting severely at your bottom lip. Shockingly, you had not seen Osamu since graduation. Your parents had moved to Tokyo after your first term, since nothing was holding them in Hyogo anymore, so you spent your breaks with them. And between Osamu opening his own Onigiri Place and working on his uni courses, he never got the time to come down and visit you.

Fresh in your twenties, you were a different person now. Tokyo had truly changed you, given you new experiences, new friends, new opportunities. For a brief second, you worried how your reunion with Osamu would go. You two had talked nearly every day for three years, but surely seeing him in person would be different, right?

You were right.

You found him standing next to a pillar in the crowded station, trying to stay out of everybody’s way. It wasn’t hard to spot him, since he was so tall. He had grown, which was a given. You should’ve known, because Atsumu had grown too. But you didn’t expect it. And you also didn’t expect him to have…. bulked up so much.

You knew he hadn’t really played volleyball after high school, so he had decided to start going to a gym instead. Your mouth went dry as you saw the results of it now. Osamu was wearing a tight compression shirt that hugged him in all the right places, broad shoulders, bulging biceps, down to his slim waist. His hair, now dark, looked softer than ever before, and you felt the urge to feel it between your fingers. His focus was on his phone screen, so he didn’t notice your distant gawking. God, he was…. a specimen. Was he always like this? Had you never noticed?

You felt your knees wobble like a baby deer as you walked closer to him, watching as he finally looked up and his eyes met yours. Something zipped through you like hot current, and you felt your ears buzz.

“Hi.” You sounded breathless.

“Hey.” He replied, and you saw, in real time, his eyes run over you from head to toe, before quickly snapping back up to your face. You saw his ears warm at the thought of you catching him as he looked you over, and you felt something liquid hot churn in your stomach.

When you hugged him, you experienced the true change in his strength. His arms were steady, torso firm but warm, and he smelled so good. You shivered when you felt his face find home in the crook of your neck, and you feared he would feel your heart as it jumped around frantically in your chest, trying to beat out of your ribcage.

He pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, and you were met up close with the wonderful, calm slate gray. You watched as his lips tilted up at the corners, as his cheeks twitched with that same, lazy smile.

“Missed ya.” He whispered.

“I-” Your eyes flickered, and you finally gave into your overwhelming urge, leaning forward only a few inches so your lips pressed firmly against his.

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animehideout · 6 months

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HAIKYUU BOYS GREEN AND RED FLAGS (IMO) PART II 💚❤️

A/N: Check out part I here.

Characters: Bokuto / Asahi / Nishinoya / Kita

Who would you date?

Bokuto Koutarou:

Green flags💚:

• Loves you unconditionally.

• Adores skinship, he would make out with you everywhere.

• Very fun to be around.

• Tall.

• Goes to the gym regularly.

• Starts convos with you, double and triple texts you + fast replies.

• Sends memes all the time.

• Unfiltered and child at heart.

Red flags❤️:

• Sometimes he doesn't take serious things seriously but rather jokingly.

• Hear me out “MOOD SWINGS” he wouldn't tell you the reason tho and waits for you to guess.

• A huge extrovert, talks with everyone even though he doesn't know them.

• Pulls pranks all the time and doesn't notice your discomfort.

Asahi Azumane:

Listen this man is 100% green flag but I'll try to find some flaws (if possible).

Green flags💚:

• Very caring.

• Warm hearted and he feels like home.

• Makes you feel safe and protected all the time.

• Shy and awkward.

• Very polite around others.

• Very gentle with you even while doing it.

• Tall.

• Makes efforts.

Red flags❤️:

• Takes your jokes seriously and gets sad.

• Difficult to convince, especially when he gets insecure.

• Scared that you'll leave him no matter how many times you reassure him ( plz keep on reassuring this baby 🥺).

Nishinoya Yū:

Green flags 💚:

• Similar to Bokuto, fun to be around.

• Sings out loud.

• Asks to wear your chapstick.

• Takes you on ice cream dates.

• Hangs out with you over friends.

• Good to your friends.

• Very attentive and considerate.

• Short King.

Red flags ❤️:

• Very stubborn.

• Anger issues/ bad temper.

• Flirts intentionally to make you feel jealous.

• Reckless.

Kita Shinsuke:

Green flags 💚:

• Doesn't sugarcoat, 100% honest.

• Very mature.

• Emotionally intelligent.

• Takes good care of you especially when you're sick.

• Calms your anxiety.

• Cares about your interests.

• Good hygiene.

Red flags❤️:

• Brutally honest, he could hurt your feelings when he gives his opinion about something.

• Even though he's got no problem talking about his feelings, he has got difficulty to voice his jealousy so instead he starts acting differently.

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loveephia · 1 year

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my kita shinsuke headcanons.

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, you're married here, non-canon scenarios ahead, atsumu and osamu mentioned, timeskip.

⚠ warning/s: manga spoilers (if you squint).

ushijima ver.

you'd play with his round cheeks a lot. they're so fluffy you just want to bite them. well, one time you did, kita furrowed his brows at you at the sudden cuteness aggression. "what was that for?" he says. "nothim', lub you. :3" you mumble against his cheek.. before attacking the other one with a soft bite.

he'd randomly tuck your hair behind your ear while you're talking, and suddenly, you're tripping over your sentences trying to get it together. "i- a- and then.. the- damn it, shinsuke." you click your tongue. kita only smiles, enjoying your little mishap.

speaking of smiles, HE'D DEFINITELY HAVE SMILE LINES IN THE CREASE OF HIS EYES.

he'd take you out to the rice fields at night and sway you slowly, the moonlight bouncing off your head in a radiant way. you're humming to an old love song, and kita can't help but be thankful to the heavens above for sending him you.

if ever he's drunk at an inarizaki alumni party, he's talking about you in such an endearing way. "have you seen y/n? she's so beautiful." "i miss the smell of her hair.." "i want to go back home to my wife." the twins find it both sweet and sickening.

once he's let loose around you, he'll definitely have a cheeky side.

he's the type of husband to crush on you all over again even though you've been married for four years now. (i have a one-shot about this if you're interested!)

he'd take such immaculate care of you. from the hot and delicious dishes he whips up from scratch, to cleaning your shared bedroom while you're out for work. you're sick? one minute, he's scolding you with a gentle tone (making sure he doesn't sound mad), and soon enough, he's back with medicine, your favorite snacks, and your favorite books.

if you're a more sensitive person, he'd definitely be the first to hear about your rants. you're crying into his shoulder while he rubs your back, patiently waiting for you to calm your sobs down so you can tell him what happened.

if you're ever in an argument with him, it ends just as quick as it started. it's no surprise, though, since he was a mature kid.

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kira-fluff · 10 months

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….. can you please do “sleep with no pants” for our birthday boy kita shinsuke??? …… and make it extra spicy?? 🥹

a/n: oh. my. god. YES. i could commit tax fraud and embezzlement if he asked me to. of course. yes. yes. also, I have high alcohol tolerance so I'm not really sure how much is too much...

drunken mistakes | kita shinsuke

pairing: kita shinsuke x reader yes, this is a continuation on "sleeping with no pants on" but I decided to make it longer/special for some reason. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KITA!!! tw: fem!reader, alcohol misusage (drunkness), swearing, mutual pining, grinding, nsfw, dom!reader, sub!kita pt 1 pt 2 pt 3

it was only supposed to be one drink. that's what you'd told yourself at the beginning of the night, but you would be lying if you said you stuck to what your convictions very often. for example, you told yourself not to fall for your best friend, kita. and yet here you are, drunk and in love. anyone looking at you around your friend's apartment could see the misery on your face. they turned to each other, speaking in low voices as if you couldn't notice because you were too far gone. well, you weren't. and you knew now that they knew you're downing your eleventh shot of casamigos because of something other than "for the vibes". honestly, your facial expression probably gave it away, too, with the lame, pouty lip and mopey eyes. the thoughts and conversations surrounding you only made you yearn for another glass of something to dim the sound of your increasing heartbeat. reaching for the bottle of tequila, your eyes met with the last person you ever hoped to see that night.

fuck, and why was he checking his phone like he'd received an invite? you swore in your muddled mind you'd wring the neck of whichever piece of shit thought it would be a good idea to invite your best friend despite all of them knowing (at least, now) that you are head over heels in love with him. you cursed as he took immediate notice of you. kita.

kita

to be quite honest, I don't care much for parties or really any celebration that involves an exuberant use of alcohol. ever since high school, in fact, I'd done my very best to avoid them rather than allow myself to get sucked into caring for vomiting, regretful teens (or adults, if we're speaking in the now). still, when I'd received a text saying that she was wasted and needed a ride who could take good care of her, I already was putting on my coat and shoes, as if I wasn't awoken to my phone vibrating numerous times at 2am. I can't help it. whenever it comes to her, there's nothing I wouldn't do to get a chance to even be around her. she's my best friend, so it's not like it's a mutual thing. just me being an idiot and getting sucked into those eyes of hers. the way she looks at me. the way she smiles. it were those thoughts and memories that had me sliding into my seat at 2:15 and on my way to one of her good friends' house. when I arrived at the address and walked through the entrance, my first instinct was the text once again to find where she was at that current moment. it was a need. I needed to know she was safe. that she wasn't crying or confused or sick. my skin prickled as I felt a pair of sharp eyes on me. I lifted up my head to see two languid pupils blinking slowly at me, lips downturned and mopey.

you blinked slowly up at him. "so," you hiccuped, "you're here kita." his brows furrowed at you. you grimaced. you knew he wasn't much for alcohol, but a more rebellious part of you thought he deserved to suck it because you didn't even want him here anyway. "mm...kita...." you trailed off, unsure where you were planning to take the start of your sentence. "mm?" kita replied quietly, patiently (like he always was). "'m startin' to think I'll die single." he let out a little scoff, "stop being silly. you're drunk. go to bed." you pouted, "but no one wants to go to bed with me." he flushed, thankfully it seemed you were too drunk to notice, and asked, "how many people have you been going around asking to sleep with?" you grinned at him, "just you." kita swallowed down the words does that mean you want to sleep with me? and instead opted for a choked "ok". you leaned closer. "hey kita...? since I'm drunk..." you ran a finger up his arm. he raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to go on. "since 'm drunk, I was wonderin' if you'd indulge me for a little while..." you said, the last syllables of your sentence coming out in a sigh. "what're you-" the next sound that came from kita's throat was a moan as you lifted your thighs up and placed their plush, softness on his hard, toned ones. you leaned in, whispering in his ear, "j-just.... for a while.... b-but stop me if..." you breathed many of your words in but fuck, he didn't want you to put an end to what he'd literally been dreaming of for so long. you then began your slow, languid pace of rolling your hips against his thighs. at this point, you weren't sure what was real and what was fake... but you knew you were dreaming. but there was no way in real life his thighs were that fucking hard. scratch that, you must be in heaven, because the little pants you're hearing from him are more than you could've ever asked for. his quiet "ah"s made your drunken rhythm turn faster, causing you to snap your hips and begin to roll them against his groin, eliciting a sharp groan from his mouth. "a-ahh... w-we sh-shouldn't..." you licked a stripe up the column of his neck, shutting him up. next, you made your way to the hem of your shirt, pulling at the fabric, all whilst rolling your hips against him. in a few seconds, all that was on was a shear bralette - lingerie, of course - and all that was below. kita took inhaled a sharp breath. he was already rock hard and he had no idea what he was supposed to do other than let you have your way with him. he swore he wouldn't do anything in return. you were drunk... but he couldn't bring himself to pull you off of him. he was enjoying it all too much. he blushed again, but this time in shame. he was disgusting, getting off on your drunken mistake. suddenly, you got off of him, leaving him in a strong feeling of want. he could still feel the ghost of your thighs on his legs. but then you reached for his arm lazily, dragging him over to a bedroom. you weren't sure whose it was, just that you wanted to have your way with your best friend, just for a little while, in this lovely dream. he was so compliant. his reactions were better than you hoped for, and you were living for it.

pushing him onto the bed, he let out a grunt of surprise. "you know... I go to sleep without my pants on every night... but tonight I just might not wear anything..." kita swallowed thickly, unable to stop himself from imagining your nude form in all its glory, riding his cock. he distantly wondered if you knew what you were doing. you had something in your eyes besides that heady lust and drunkenness that had him questioning something... that maybe, just for a second, there was something there like attraction... like love. slowly, you slid your panties down, exposing your naked cunt. kita took another sharp breath at the sight of you. then, you began to go at taking his own pants off. slowly, you rubbed your hands against his erection, eliciting a groan from him, and reached for his button. unclasping it, you moved onto his zipper, slowly - painfully - moving it down. when his cock sprung free, you gasped at its size. you were shocked that something so big and thick could be hiding in his pants that now seemed entirely in the way. so, you pulled them down, now angling yourself, your entrance and the head of his cock. you both let out a groan when you sunk yourself down onto him.

kita awoke to you in his arms, naked, and his dick pressed hard against your ass. guilt washed over him again, and he wondered whether he should take his chance to escape before you could wake up and yell at him. thankfully, nothing you did was something he'd forced upon you... he had merely let you do what you wanted to him. when you moaned his name last night he thought he might lose his mind. he leaned forward, careful not to stir you awake, and kissed the top of your head. maybe you would wake up, and instead of horror... just maybe, you'd blush.. and he could tell you how much he loved you, and not just because of what you did last night. it was wishful thinking, but maybe, just maybe, you felt the same way he did.

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urmichiee · 11 months

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Idiots under the pouring rain

:: Activities under the rain:)

Warning! It's mentioned that you're sick (not specified but with the flu), the setting is set when you're in high school

With: Oikawa Tōru, Sugawara Kōshi, Konoha Akinori, Iwaizumi Hajime, Akaashi Keiji, & Kita Shinsuke x gn!reader

! Reblogs are appreciated | wc: 0.3k+

Would dance with you in the pouring rain if you invited him. Doesn’t bother put on a jacket, just goes out in what he’s already wearing.

You two look like two kids playing in the rain as if it was your first time doing so. To you, it seemed like you were in wonderland, having the time of your life with the one that you love. It seems like the experience came out of a fairytale.

You and he felt free while you got soaked outside, people from their houses stare at the two of you, judging why two teenagers are dancing in the rain. Are they trying to get sick?

You didn’t care about that, you felt like you could breathe, even if it felt like you were drowning.

(Unfortunately, you two did get sick. Worth it, though!)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Oikawa Tōru, Sugawara Kōshi, & Konoha Akinori

Kisses you under the rain. It’s cliche, but who cares when you feel so loved?

You’re living in your fantasies you thought could only happen in your dreams. The feel of his lips on yours, his hand at the back head, pushing you deep into the kiss and his other hand on your waist.

It felt magical, to say the least.

You were happy with him. So happy.

You smile into the kiss, him feeling your mouth widening while he has his eyes closed. This moment couldn’t be better. It can’t be helped. You didn’t even think that it was possible to fall for him even deeper. But, you are.

No one can’t deny it, it’s painfully obvious that you only have eyes for him. So, even trying to convince you to just be with them is a complete waste of their time.

You’re not sure what will happen to the two of you, but your love for is everlasting and never-changing, that’s for sure.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Iwaizumi Hajime, Akaashi Keiji, & Kita Shinsuke

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satoruswifeyyy · 5 months

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TYPES OF KISSES

Featuring: Haikyuu Captains - Daichi Sawamura, Kuroo Tetsuro, Bokuto Kotaro, Oikawa Tooru, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Kita Shinsuke.

Anime: Haikyuu

Genre: FLUFF

Note: lemme know what you think + who yall would like to see next TvT

Warnings: brace for impact??

1. Daichi Sawamura:

Would give you a kiss on your earlobe because he found out that it makes you blush.

He'd occasionally nibble on it while cuddling.

It's his go to move because he can kiss you there and whisper how much he loves you.

Since he loves seeing you blush he'd do it at the times you least expect it.

Even after years of being together, it'll never get old for you or him.

Sometimes, when you do it back, he's gets all red like a tomato.

It brings him so much happiness when he sees you smile before leaving and coming back from work.

2. Kuroo Tetsuro:

This man lives on kissing you on the neck, and you cannot convince me otherwise.

Just little pecks throughout the day.

He'd move your hair aside gently and shower3 you with kisses.

He'd also be extremely dramatic if he doesn't kiss you for the day. "Do you not love me anymore?!" He'd whine while nuzzling his face into your neck, planting kisses.

Oh, he loves it when you do it back. He'd run his fingers through your hair and then give you a small peck on the lips.

Occasionally leaves subtle hickeys that people wouldn't notice unless they look closely.

3. Bokuto Kotaro:

He gives you pecks on the lips like its medication.

His mood 1000% depends on giving you a kiss. He HAS TO give you a kiss whenever he meets you.

Once he gives you the peck, he'd gently caress your cheek with a huge content smile on his face.

There are a lot of times where you'd give him a peck, and he'd always pull you back to give you another one.

He wins matches just so he could pull you into a passionate kiss after the match. He's always down for a celebratory make-out.

4. Oikawa Tooru:

He has a think for hands so hand kisses are for the win.

He'd intertwine his fingers with his and kiss the back of your hand.

He'd also plant kisses on your palm, fingers, or even wrists.

He prefers hand kisses because he can give it to you anywhere, and he loves to see your smile while he gives you the kiss.

He'd also treat you like loyalty by bending down and taking your hand for the kiss. He likes being dramatic that way.

When you give it back, he's even more dramatic "How DaRe YoU CoPy Me?!" He'd ask and love bomb you with kisses.

5. Ushijima Wakatoshi:

Kisses you on the cheeks because its the most practical and conveys his affection since he's not one to show off.

For a guy who doesn't show affection, he'd give you kiss like it's muscle memory.

He doesn't mind when you give it to him because he doesn't let anyone but you.

If you're on call or doing something, he'd patiently wait because he wants all your attention when he gives you a kiss.

He'd give you a kiss over the phone too if you'd ask him.

6. Kita Shinsuke:

This man gives you forehead kisses because he believes it's the purest form of love.

He doesn't care if you're sad, sick or angry, he believes a kiss on the head followed by a hug would fix anything.

When you say you want to give him a kiss, he'd hold his hair out of the way and bend down for you [sorry if you're tall :)]

He enjoys your reaction, which is his favourite part. He doesn't show it out though.

He'll religiously follow it if it means making you happy.

#haikyuu #kuroo testuro #daichi sawamura #tooru oikawa #ushijima wakatoshi #kita shinsuke #haikyuu captains #haikyuu headcanons #bokuto kotaro

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cnnmairoll · 10 months

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Comfort in Sickness

Pairing : Kita Shinsuke x Reader a/n : Took me awhile to find an idea for a fic, had to surf through my old acc's draft to find an unfinished fic. Anyways, hope you enjoy!!

Your throat feels dry

No matter how much you drank, it doesn't wash away the uneasy feeling in your throat. And your head, God, it feels horrible. You feel like your head is going to explode at any moment. Not to mention your runny nose. How did you end up like this?

You sigh and sniffle, clutching a tissue in your hand as you lay on the couch. You're bundled up in blankets, trying to find some comfort amidst the discomfort of your sickness. As you close your eyes, you can't help but feel a bit down. You were supposed to go out with Kita today, but your condition had other plans.

Just as you start to drift off into a light sleep, you hear the sound of the front door opening. Your heart skips a beat as you recognize the footsteps approaching you. It's Kita. Despite feeling under the weather, a smile forms on your face at the thought of seeing him.

"Hey," Kita's gentle voice reaches your ears as he enters the living room. "I brought you some soup and medicine."

You open your eyes to see Kita holding a tray with a steaming bowl of soup and a cup of tea. The aroma fills the room, making your stomach growl in response. Kita sits down beside you, his concerned gaze fixed on your face.

"How are you feeling?" he asks, placing the tray on the coffee table.

You give him a weak smile. "Not great, but I'm glad you're here."

Kita brushes a strand of hair away from your forehead, his touch soothing. "I'm sorry our plans got ruined. But don't worry, I'm here to take care of you now."

He helps you sit up, arranging the pillows behind you for support. As you lean against them, Kita wraps a blanket around your shoulders, ensuring you're warm and cozy. Then, he brings the bowl of soup closer to you.

"Here, have some. It's hot and will help clear your throat," he says, handing you a spoon.

You take a small spoonful of soup, savoring the warmth as it slides down your throat. Kita watches you attentively, his eyes filled with concern. After you finish the soup, he hands you a cup of tea.

"Drink this. It will soothe your throat and help with your congestion," he advises.

You obediently sip the tea, feeling its comforting effects as it works its way through your body. Kita stays by your side, occasionally checking your temperature and offering words of reassurance. He's a constant presence, and his care and attention make you feel loved and cherished.

As the day goes by, Kita continues to take care of you. He brings you fresh tissues, offers you medicine, and even reads to you when you feel too tired to keep your eyes open. His soft voice fills the room, lulling you into a sense of calm despite your illness.

"You're amazing, Shin," you whisper, your voice slightly hoarse.

He smiles warmly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "No, I'm just doing what any good boyfriend would do."

You shake your head, reaching out to grasp his hand. "Not everyone would go to this extent. Thank you for being so caring and patient with me."

Kita squeezes your hand gently. "I care about you deeply. Your well-being is important to me, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

His words wash over you like a soothing balm, easing your worries and reminding you of the strength of your bond. With Kita by your side, even in sickness, you feel a warmth spreading through your body that has nothing to do with the fever. You realize how lucky you are to have him in your life.

As the night grows darker, Kita helps you settle down for sleep. He tucks you in, ensuring you're comfortable and warm. Before leaving the room, he places a soft kiss on your forehead.

"Rest well, my love," he whispers, his voice filled with tenderness.

You drift off to sleep, feeling grateful for Kita's love and care. Despite being sick, you can't help but feel a sense of contentment knowing that you have someone like him by your side. And as you dream, you look forward to the day when you'll be back on your feet, ready to create new memories together.

#˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ mai writes #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #kita #kita shinsuke #kita shinsuke x reader #kita x reader #shinsuke kita x reader #shinsuke kita

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httpshujii · 3 months

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄! 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄!

★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2 FEB 2024

Welcome, welcome! I invite you along to enjoy this month of love with your significant other! Just send me a character and a trope from the list below, sit back, and relax. Allow your delusions to carry you to a safe haven where no one else can bother you~ This event will include Haikyuu, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Tokyo Revengers characters. Feel free to send any specific notes so you can enjoy Ray’s service to the max!

CAST:

Haikyuu: Hinata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Nishinoya Yuu, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Daichi Sawamura, Sugawara Koushi, Asahi Azumane, Kuroo Tetsuro, Kenma Kozume, Bokuto Koutaro, Akaashi Keiji, Kita Shinsuke, Miya twins, Suna Rintaro, Aran Ojiro.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Yuji Itadori, Fushiguro Megumi, Inumaki Toge, Yuuta Okkotsu, Kamo Noritoshi, Todo Aoi, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Suguru Geto, Kamo Choso.

Tokyo Revengers: Sano brothers, Ken Ryuguji, Mitsuya Takashi, Baji Keisuke, Kazutora Kanemiya, Shiba Hakkai, Kawata twins, Hanma Shuji, Haitani brothers, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Wakasa Imaushi.

RULES:

~ Send me a character or two (max.) and one or two (max.) tropes from the list given below.

~ Be as specific as you want! I encourage it so you can be satisfied with the end result.

~This event will open on Feb. 2 and will close on Feb. 14.

~You can know more about my writing guidelines here.

TROPES:

~Academic rivals to lovers

~Friends to lovers

~Forbidden love

~Arranged marriage

~Forced proximity

~Office romance

~Soulmates

~Opposites attract

~Pen pals

~Fake relationship

~Sunshine x grumpy

~Best friend's older brother

~Oblivious to love

~Secret admirer

~First love

~"I'm sick."

If you'd like to be tagged in anything, please DM me privately :>

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emmyrosee · 2 years

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shhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-

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Escaping the loud, head-ache inducing music never seemed like a worse idea, and the longer you and Shinsuke sat up here, the more he wanted to fling himself from the second floor window.

“You’ve never had your first kiss!”

Your accusation only made Kita cringe harder, his lips taking a small sip of his drink- whatever alcohol Akagi had plopped in his hand- and doing everything in his power to avoid your gaze. Downstairs, the music beats only louder, and he’s grateful that it covers the pounding of his heart.

“Please, I think the neighbors three doors down missed what you said.”

“I’m sorry!” You add quickly, bouncing slightly in your seat, your hands coming up to cover your mouth. He’s gotta give you credit, you’re very cute tipsy, and he’s glad you’re able to enjoy some peace together- even if it is at the expense of his own self esteem. “It’s just… I always just thought you were so popular-“

“Oh, thank you to the blow to my confidence.”

“Shut up, you knew what I meant,” you say, rolling your eyes. “And I know girls always found you so handsome, I was sure at least of them would’ve shaped up and tried to confess to you!” You shake your head with a snickered ‘cowards’ before bringing your own drink to your lips, and Kita chuckles as he swirls his alcohol around in a means to comfort.

Then, he sighs, “I think you really need to remember who was on my team,” he chuckles, turning to you when you make a confused noise. “I mean, we had Aran, who could make any one smile, we had the natural flirt Suna, and the twins were a duo people just craved the presence of.” He looks down and fiddles with the pop-top, hating your gaze that lingers on him in intrigue. “Akagi was a great time that people thrived on, Ginjima was able to turn any situation into a pickup line, and then there was just… me.”

When your jaw slacks at his words, he gives you another shrug, “I wasn’t half as popular as you thought I was. They were.”

“You’re also dumber than I remember,” you hum, sipping your drink as he looks at you, surprised at your audacity.

“Excuse me?”

“We didn’t want your attention because you were popular,” you chuckle, setting your drink down on the carpet and already causing Shinsuke a spike of anxiety. “We wanted your attention because you were Kita Shinsuke! Captain of the team, the wrangler of chaos, Mr. Perfect, the strategist, the person who stayed after to clean and disinfect everything so no one would get sick, and the man who helped cute little old people cross the street! Sure, the other boys had their perks and quirks, but they weren’t you!” You card your hair back from your face, clearing your throat after such an intense soapbox. “And we… we really did want you.”

There’s a flurry of butterflies that flutter around Kita’s stomach, his ears turning hot and his fingers starting to tremble nervously. Your praise makes him feel comfortable and weightless, yet sickly all at the same time, like he’s never felt before.

But there’s one part that he focuses on the most, and he decides to take a chance on it before it’s too late.

“‘We?’“ he asks, clearing his throat. “Or… or ‘you?’”

You swallow thickly as you scoot towards him, and he’s thrilled you didn’t scream in offense for his conclusion jumping.

“‘You,’” you clarify, until your face scrunches up at the realization for your words; he chuckles at how cute you are, and he lays his hand on yours comfortingly. “I mean, me. Yes. Me. I did.” When you finally spit out your words, you curl your fingers around his in a gentle, affectionate hold, and you look down at them, shyly.

“I just… never knew how you felt,” you confess. “For as… you as you were, you were never easy to read, so…”

“Well, for what it’s worth,” he sighs, leaning forwards to rest his head against yours. When you look up at him, his face is warmed with a smile, and he nudges his nose with yours affectionately.

“I consider myself a pretty open book now.”

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The White Knight - Chapter Seven

-> KNIGHT!KITA SHINSUKE X PRINCESS!READER

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Summary: Worrying about your friend was taking a toll on you. What happened to her? How badly did she get injured? Would she survive? Or was she dead already?

Words: 3,017

Warnings: talks of death/sickness (brief), parental death, depression

Kita's Point Of View

Another groan left your throat as you tried to find a comfortable position on the bed. The wet cloth on your forehead slipped down a bit as you turned to your side, facing Kita. Not long ago, Clara had changed the cloth that she placed over your eyes and forehead to ease the headache that had developed, but you apparently did not feel the promised effect. Frustrated, you ripped it off of your face.

With a grim expression, you looked over at Kita. Right beside your bed, he had placed a chair and taken a seat to make sure you were actually resting. Right after he had told you that Garret had attacked your best friend, he had had to carry you back to your bed. Everything had just become too much for your already exhausted body and mind to bear. Kita and Clara had hoped that you would find some rest, but the moment that you had come back to your senses, you had tried to go and see your friend. Your legs were shaking and your forehead was damp with cold sweat, but you were still determined to go and see her. Only, they had orders not to let you go.

It hurt Kita to see you in such a state and perhaps he would have even let you go against his orders if he knew that Alysane was alive and out of danger. But he didn't know. He didn't know what exactly had happened to her, he didn't know if she was going to make it out alive. The mere thought made his heart sink. What if she was really going to die? The nice Lady that always smiled at him when they passed each other in the hallway, the one that always asked you if you were alright whenever she saw you, the one that threw stray dogs a bite of her food when she saw one. Kita didn't know her well, but it was obvious that she was a kind woman who did not deserve to die at the hands of a man like Garret. If the thought of her dying made him feel this bad, what was it doing to you? And what was it doing to Osric?

So, as long as there were no news about what the situation was, he could not let you go. It would be hard enough if your friend were to pass away, you did not need to burst into her room and see her dead body. That was why every time you tried to get up and out of bed, he gently caught a hold of your shoulders and pushed you back down, even if he knew that it was not what you thought was the best for you. But sometimes you don’t know what is best for you. Maybe Kita did not know what was best for you either, but he was there to protect you from any harm and he would stay true to his oath of keeping you safe. Even if it made you angry.

And it did. For the very first time, you were actually angry with your knight, glading daggers at him any chance you got.

“She will be fine, princess.” His voice was low and gentle. He hoped that it would be true. It had to be.

The information he had received on what had happened to Alysane was very sparse: Garret had tried to escape the castle and as he did, he stole a dagger somehow. And when he - unfortunately - ran into Alysane, he attacked her. He had been angry with her when he had spoken to you and apparently, he had seen an opportunity to release that anger. But the extent of her injuries and whether she would make it or not was still something he did not know anything about.

“You don’t know if she’ll be alright. Stop lying to me.” You sighed. “I don't know what to do, Kita.” You squeezed your eyes shut. “I want this all to be over.. please.”

His heart squeezed in his chest, it hurt to hear you talk like this. You were supposed to be happy. If there was anyone in this whole world who deserved happiness, it had to be you. And he was supposed to make sure that you were. Why was he such a failure? “It will get better.” It had to be. Just like Alysane had to live, you had to be happy. That was just the way things were supposed to be. And if the universe would not let that happen, there had to be no order or justice anywhere left in the world.

“Nothing will get better, Kita. Nothing will ever get better. Everything went down the drain after mother's death.”

Your mother had not been dead for long, less than ten years now. Still, that was a long time to be sad. Though, he knew that feeling.

“I lost my parents, too.” Kita's confession made you look up and he greeted you with a smile. A soft, sad smile that he hoped would help calm you down. “It happened a long time ago, when I was very small. My grandmother raised me after that.”

“I am so sorry.” You moved your hand from under the covers and reached for him.

“It's alright.” His hand met yours. “I am alright now. But I know what it is like to think that nothing will ever be good again. When my parents died, I was so young, I couldn't even understand what was happening. But the longer I stayed with my grandmother, the longer I waited for my parents to come back again, the lonelier I felt. When I finally realized that they were never coming back, I thought I would never be happy again.” He looked down at your joined hands, sadness evident on his face. “It was a cruel thing to think, I know. My grandmother was there for me day and night, making sure I was well-fed and safe, and I still felt alone. I still could not find happiness in her love. But that was just the way I felt, I could not change it, no matter how much I wanted to be happy. It took me a long time to start seeing the good things in my life again. But when I started, I couldn't stop. I saw children playing outside. I saw my grandmother cooking our dinner. I saw our neighbor helping my grandmother with her garden.” His eyes locked onto yours. “I saw good things everywhere. And you will, too. It feels horrible to be alone. It is horrible, but it is not forever. Things will get better. You will get better.” He looked at you intently for a moment, carefully considering his next words. His hand squeezed yours gently as he proceeded to speak. “You will be loved.. and happy. If I have any say in it.”

There was no room for any doubts. You would be loved. You would be happy. He knew you would be because it was true. It had to be true. If it wasn't true that a woman so good like you would find love and happiness , there was nothing good left in this world.

You looked up at him with glossy eyes, an unidentifiable emotion in them. Your hand gripped his a little tighter, pulling him closer to you. You opened your mouth, took a deep breath and said - nothing.

Just when you were about to say whatever it was you were going to say, there was a knock on the door.

“Princess?” a guard called through the wood. “I have news about the Lady Alysane.”

Immediately, your hand pulled itself out of his in order to push your upper body up, trying to get yourself into a sitting position.

“Come in!” You shouted.

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Your Point Of View

Clara had tried to stop you from leaving but without Kita's help, she could not contain your sheer will and determination to finally, finally see your friend again.

Since the guard had announced that your friend was not dead or about to die and that her injury had been treated, it seemed that Kita was no longer opposed to you seeing her. He probably knew how much you wanted to see her. Of course he knew. As much as he held back his own emotions, as composed as he was all the time, it was obvious just how compassionate he was, how much he cared. How did you get so lucky to be able to choose him as your knight? He was a gift sent from heaven just for you. He had to be.

You reached the door to Alysane's door quite quickly, even though you weren't supposed to overexert yourself. You tried to calm your breathing so that Kita would not realize how exhausted you already were. Though he did not say anything, you were sure that he noticed anyway. But that did not matter. What mattered was that the only thing standing in between you and your friend was a door and a guard with a worried look on his face. What did he want now? Couldn't people just let you through to your friend?!!

“Move.”

Usually, you did not speak to guards or maids in such a harsh manner, but your patience was truly about to become nonexistent. If he would not move and let you through that goddammit door, you would - well you didn't know what you would do. Maybe ask Kita to punch him. You'd hope that your personal knight knew how to knock people out good.

“Yes, princess.” The guard bowed slightly and looked back up at you with the same worried expression. “Just.. keep in mind that she needs rest. And that the wound that she was dealt is quite-”

“Yes, I get it!” You were about to truly yell at this man. And you knew that no man likes it when a woman makes a scene. Especially when that woman is the princess. If you had to be composed all the time and keep all your emotions to yourself, you might as well use these annoying rules in your favor once in a while. Threatening to make a scene, it was an easy way to get what you wanted - and let off some steam.

Quickly, the man moved to the side and allowed you to finally open the door and walk into the dark room.

The curtains were drawn close and the already dim light of the already low sun was blocked out of the room almost entirely. A few candles were lit throughout the room and the soft light allowed you to make out Alysane's form on the bed. Her body was covered by her blanket, leaving only her face exposed. Or well, it would have been exposed had it not been for the bandages covering most of her face.

“Alysane..” Your feet brought you to her side as quickly as your exhaustion allowed them to. What had happened to her? “What did he do to you?” you whispered, not expecting a reply from your passed out friend.

“Garret slashed her face. It will take time to heal,” the guard that had been outside said instead. Both him and Kita were slowly following you into the room.

“Will.. will she be alright?” As disturbing as she looked right now, you could not bring yourself to look away from her. How could a single man hurt you both so bad? How could this happen? And how could you help?

“She will heal. Luckily he did not injure her eye but it will still take a long time until she will be able to go out in public again.”

“Did you see the wound?” Kita asked him.

“I did. It.. it is very big. From her jaw over her cheek up to her nose. I doubt she will look as beautiful as she did before, which is a real shame considering-”

“Get out!” Now you were truly angry. “Is this all that you care about?!” You got up, stalking towards the man who looked terrified by your sudden outburst. “My friend was almost murdered and the first thing that you care to talk about is how she won't be beautiful anymore?” What was wrong with this man?

Defensively, he raised his hands. “I - I did not mean-”

“Sir Kita?” You were done.

“Yes, princess?” You could hear his metal armor clinging as he moved beside you, his voice low and composed.

“Remove this man from my presence.”

“With pleasure.”

It was the first command of this kind that you had given your knight. Usually, you did not enjoy making other people hurt someone else for you. You did not like to overreact and potentially hurt someone too much or to do them wrong. But this man deserved to be removed from this room. Maybe be pushed into a wall on the way out. And Kita wanted to protect you from any harm in any form right?

You didn't even bother to keep looking at this man. He was not worth your time, he was not even good enough to be in the same room as you.

You turned around as Kita grabbed the man and pushed him out of the room as you resumed your previous spot next to your friend. This time, you knelt down next to her, brushing through the few exposed strands of her hair. What did it matter if she was beautiful? She was your friend. She was alive and you loved her. That was all that mattered.

You could not tell how long you sat next to Alysane’s resting form. It probably was not that long, but you could feel the exhaustion seep into your bones. Every muscle in your body was begging you to take a rest, to lay down, but you refused to leave your friend. Sitting next to her on the bed, you stroked over the outline of her arm underneath the covers. You listened to her quiet breaths and watched the part of her face you could see, monitoring her for any sign of discomfort or pain. Quietly, you prayed that she would wake up. But you knew that that would probably take some time. She needed to rest - like you were supposed to.

Kita returned to your side, stepping away from his spot by the window. For the past few minutes, he had been standing there, the curtain pulled just a bit to the side to allow him to peek outside. What he had been looking at you did not know, nor did you particularly care. All that mattered right now was Alysane. If it was something important, you were sure Kita would tell you, anyway. If he didn't, it probably wasn't something you needed to be thinking about. You were thankful for every small concern he kept away from you, allowing you to fully focus on the situation at hand.

“Princess?” He carefully approached you. “It is time to return to your chambers. You need to rest.”

“I can't leave her alone.”

You were hunched over, your neck hurt, your eyes hurt. But you couldn't leave.

“We'll find a new guard to keep an eye on her. And tomorrow we will come back and visit her again.”

You gave in. Of course you did, because he was right. He was always right. And you already knew who you wanted to keep an eye on Alysane.

“I need to find out where Osric is.”

Kita smiled at you. “I think I can help you with that.”

Just a few minutes later, Osric was standing in the doorway of Alysane's room. Kita had opened the curtains of the window he had been standing in front of before and motioned for Osric to come inside. Apparently the knight had been outside in the courtyard already, looking up to Alysane's room. It shouldn't surprise you as much as it did but with all of the chaos inside your head, you had not had the time to think about Osric too much.

Careful not to make too much noise, he walked into the room slowly, eyes only ever trained on Alysane.

“Is she alright? I heard that something had happened but..” He swallowed. “I didn't know exactly what. They wouldn't let me in and.. and I didn't know what was going on.”

“Garret attacked her after he attacked me,” you explained. “There is a large wound on her face, but she will live.” If the wound does not get infected, you added in your head, but did not dare to say out loud, scared of speaking it into existence.

“Oh, right.” Osric's eyes snapped over at you. “He - he attacked you too, right? Are you-”

“I'm fine,” you reassured him. “And I would be even better if I knew my friend in safe hands.”

Osric nodded slowly, his eyes panning back to look at Alysane again. He looked uncertain, almost scared. Like a deer caught in headlights.

Kita walked up to him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. “She will be fine. Just keep an eye on her, alright?”

With the dim light in the room, you could not be sure, but for just a moment you thought you could see tears glimmering in Osric’s eyes when he looked at Kita. Then, he nodded and went to sit on one of the chairs placed close to the bed.

“A maid will come and check in every now and then, too,” you told him as you tried to push yourself up from where you were still sitting on the bed. Kita somehow appeared by your side, a strong hand under your arm helping you up. He held out his arm after that, offering it to you for support as you made your way back to your room on wobbly legs.

Before you left your friend, you shot a last glance at her and Osric, who's eyes were still focused on Alysane.

She would be alright.

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