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xtransmasc-reader-scenariosx · 4 months

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Takanobu Aone and Casual Displays of Affection

Pairing: Takanobu Aone/Trans Male reader Warnings: none Summary: You're easily affectionate and it starts rubbing off on Aone

In the beginning, when you and Aone had first gotten together, from just after the awkwardness of your stuttered confession died down, your casual acts of affection always seemed to get a rise out of Aone. Physical affection always came easy to you, from strangers to friends, you always had a gentle touch waiting. No one you had met ever reacted as much as Aone. Despite his size, massive compared to your scant 150 cm, you found them cute. Aone was a man of very few words, and few but important actions. You'd been friends since middle school, you his outgoing shield from the world, and he your tall and ominous shield against the bullies. Although, you knew deep down Aone wouldn't hurt anyone. Even back then, your gentle affection would fluster him. A simple hug or high five would have him pink cheeked and stone still for a few moments before he would collect himself and catch up with you.

When you both made it into Dateko, you had launched yourself into his arms in a fit of joy. He caught you with practiced ease and you felt a ghost of a smile against your shoulder. He was stoic again when he set you down, but you could see the slight up turn of his lips. You had high hopes he would make a few more friends in this school's club. Dating was the next logical step to you. After you struggled through your confession, you felt a careful, gentle hand in your hair and looked up. "Okay." Had been all he responded with, but it had still felt like it had been shouted from the roof tops. Naturally, how affectionate you were with him, and by extension the rest of his new team only grew. Like in middle school, you took your place as manager. You wouldn't stand a chance on the court, but you were happy to help from the sidelines. You of course cheered Aone on the most. High fives when he rotated off, and definitely being the loudest voice when it came time to cheer. Win or lose you always met him with a hug at the end of a game, and every time, just for a moment Aone would freeze, then hug you back with enough strength you could feel your bones creak.

It wasn't until your third year that Aone ever initiated the physical affection. After their close loss to Karasuno, you had been cleaning up, trying to find the right words to say to lift spirits. This game was supposed to be a sweep, they were a no name school, Date should have won, and you were reeling just as much as anyone else. Then your feet weren't touching the ground anymore. The laugh you let out was mostly from shock as Aone turned you so he could hug you properly. And to your surprise he was laughing. "Aone?" You card your fingers through his hair, "Is everything okay?' A hummed 'yes' against your shoulder was all the answer you got before you were safely back on the polished wood floor, "I want to play them again soon." "Me too." You reply leaning into his side. There's no flinch or hesitation when he wraps his arm over your shoulders keeping you close. You know its the high from the game that has his walls so far down, but you enjoy the closeness nonetheless. "And next time we'll win." Aone grins down at you, and in that moment the stress of the day was worth it.

#hq x reader #hq imagines #jetblackcode #Takanobu Aone x Reader #aone x reader #aone takanobu #xtransmasc reader scenariosx

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strawberrykake · 2 years

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bf that says “told ya, I’d win it” while suffocating you with a ginormous stuffed animal as if the other legendary prizes he won at the other booths for you weren’t enough

and would do it again (affectionate)

—BOKUTO, Hinata, ATSUMU, KAGEYAMA, Osamu, OIKAWA, Kyoutani, Aone, Goshiki, Daichi, KUROO, Tsukishima, Hoshiumi

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toru-oikawas-milkbread · 1 year

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The Haikyuu Characters Text you “I Can’t Sleep” | Pt.5

Pairing: Haikyuu boys x f!reader

Notes: The end is finally here. Sometimes with series like this, I can get bored by the end of the chapter. Especially since there’s 5 of these whereas other series I have don’t have as many, but I actually wasn’t bored with this series at all. It was fun the entire time and I enjoyed writing for all of these characters. Especially the cutest Koganegawa

In this chapter, the characters include: Futakuchi, Koganegawa, Aone, Ukai, and Hoshiumi!

If you want to check out my masterlist for the texting series posts as I make them, you can follow {this link} to the page!

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oksullen · 2 years

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AONE TAKANOBU- NUMBER NEIGHBOR SMAU

CHAPTER TWO - FACE TO NAME

at the end of the school day you made your way to the gym. you peeked your head in, all your first year friends were there. you waved to Yamaguchi and smiled. he gestured for you to come in so you did.

you were very confused now. Tsuki had walked away, as well as Yamaguchi, leaving you there in thought. you decided to stay but something was bugging you. you had told Aone-san you'd meet him but he just looked away. you tried to shrug it off and spectated the practice game.

after it had finished you almost immediately left, waving goodbye to your friends and the coach (who is also your uncle) and with that you went home.

tsukishimas an ass like always

yamaguchi was very excited to see you

tsukishima was too but he didn't show it

he was showing off during the game but all your attention was on aone

coach ukai is your uncle in this btw-

aone looked away because he got super flustered

he can't seem to stop thinking about you

but tsukishima can't either

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cherryscribs · 2 years

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SHES MY APNE OC AND SHE ORDERS HIS FOOD FOR HIM

#small artist #gyaru fashion #takanobu aone x reader #aone fluff #haikyuu

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cannniballcutie · 18 days

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thinking about ur fav big nasty perv man who loves infiltrating his cute little gfs hyperfeminine aesthetic. but i’m also horny.

you love it when your boyfriend comes over. you love it when he leaves his shoes by your pastel pink door. you love it when he lays on your couch, the dust from his blue collar job leaving its home on his pants to settle onto your cushions. you love when he kisses you, ruining your carefully glossed lips, and making your breath smell like the nasty alcohol he was drinking before he paid you a visit, even though you brushed your teeth with bubblegum toothpaste so you could taste sweet for him. you love it when he uses his calloused hands to take one of your sweet throw pillows and put it under your knees, pausing to knead your soft thighs, digging his dirty fingernails into them and leaving small crescent moons. you love when he pushes you onto his hardening cock as he palms himself, and you feel him fondle the bow on the back of your head sweetly, noticing you wore one in his favorite color just for him. you love how he laughs when you try to unbuckle his heavy belt without damaging your carefully manicured nails. your soft pleas music to his ears. (of course he aids you by swiftly unbuckling himself and putting his belt around your perfumed neck, tangling your dainty jewelry as he secured it in two quick movements.) you love it when he lets you take him into your mouth as far as you can go before he helps you and pulls you further onto his cock with his belt. your carefully applied mascara running down your cheeks. which are flushed just the way he likes. you love it when he pulls you off of his dick before he finishes, leaning in to pull your delicate tank top down, accidentally breaking your favorite necklace, the one with his initial dangling from it (he apologized so sweetly) before he finishes on your chest. you love it when he picks you up and lays you on the couch, pulling his phone out of his pocket to take a picture of you while you lie there prettily, hoping that he’ll show his friends what a pretty mess you are for him. you love it when your boyfriend comes over, and you hope he comes back again soon, but not too soon, so you have time to make yourself pretty enough to be ruined.

thinking bout toji, sukuna, aone, könig, and ghost (=^･ω･^=)

also pls lemme know if u wanna hear smth else from me.. i’m all ears for my angels 🌬️

#jjk x reader #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna smut #haikyuu x reader #aone x reader #aone takanobu #könig cod #könig x reader #könig smut #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley smut #hewwo :3 #i love you all

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teamatsumu · 2 months

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gentle. (aone takanobu x reader)

summary: he’s not the same with you as he is with everyone else

word count: 1,399

warnings: swearing, but pretty fluffy otherwise, fem!reader, high school setting

tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi

this is written for @honeybleed’s Underrated Character event! I had so much fun writing this because it’s the perfect opportunity to give love to our blorbo aone (he deserves the world).

After Date Tech's loss to Seijoh at the Inter High preliminaries, you didn't know what exactly to do with yourself.

You had been managing the team since your first year. The previous manager hadn't really stayed to show you the ropes, and you had to learn everything from scratch. You had often felt lost and disoriented, and it felt like you were drowning as the novice team built themselves slowly but surely.

You truly felt that this time around, Date Tech's Iron Wall would be strong enough to get you all to Nationals. Now, not only did you have to stomach that loss, you had to deal with the fact that your precious third years were leaving.

You felt like you were drowning all over again, like you had back in your very first week with the team. Like you had no clue what to do. As you sat on the steps outside the volleyball gym on campus, you contemplated your next move. How the team would operate with Futakuchi as the new Captain. How you all had to somehow hone the talent in your inexperienced new setter, Koganegawa. It all seemed like too much work. How were you supposed to manage it all?

You nearly jumped out of your skin when something moved in your peripheral vision and you realized it was Aone, sitting on the steps next to you. When had he gotten here?

"You scared me!" You breathed, laughing a bit. It was almost comical how someone as huge and imposing as Aone could somehow make himself so invisible. But considering how quiet he was, it wasn't surprising to you.

Aone didn't react to your words, but his stare was intense on your face, eyeing you closely before he reached a finger out to poke at the skin under your eyes. Oh.

You felt your face heat a little at his touch, but you gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm fine, Aone. Just a little tired."

It seemed like he didn't believe you, the scowl between his eyebrows only deepening. You fidgeted a bit.

From your very first day managing Date Tech's volleyball club, you had had a soft spot for Aone Takanobu. He was, by all means, a scary looking dude. Taller than any boy you knew, and built like a brick wall. Despite his massive size, he was agile too, a very scary combination. Silver hair, a deep scowl that always seemed to twist his face (you later realized that he wasn't scowling, it was just the lack of eyebrows that made it appear so). It was no wonder people tiptoed around him.

But two years on the same team, spending every day together, meant that you knew Aone in ways that his audience did not. His personality was anything but scary. He was as docile as they came, and slowly but surely, you felt yourself drawn to his quiet disposition. In the storm that came with Futakuchi constantly butting heads with your third years, Aone was the silent bubble you found comfort in. He knew you inside out, and he was perceptive. Like right now, pointing out the dark circles under your eyes with an uncharacteristically gentle touch.

No wonder you had an embarrassing crush on him.

He kept an intense stare on you, his way of insisting there was something wrong. You shook your head again, sighing. You knew he wouldn't let this go. So you let yourself vent, letting out every dark and uncertain emotion inside you.

You ranted about everything that was plaguing your mind, body turned towards Aone but curled into yourself. You pulled your knees up to your chest, wrapping your arms around them to curl into yourself as you spoke, looking up at the boy next to you every now and then.

Aone did not interrupt. He never interrupted. He let you go on and on about how you didn't think Futakuchi was mature enough to lead a team, or how Koganegawa was nowhere near ready to stand on a court. All your doubts were spilled out into the air surrounding you, welcomed by Aone as he sat and listened to everything you had to say. His eyes did not leave you once, but he didn’t react in any other way.

"Sometimes I think you are the only thing holding the Iron Wall together." You gave him a little smile. "And I don't know how you do it."

When you finally finished, silence stretched between the two of you, as if everything around you was absorbing your words. You watched Aone, waiting for him to lean towards you and nod encouragingly, like he did whenever you had one of these ranting sessions.

"I do it because of you."

Your eyes widened, not expecting that he would speak. You knew Aone, and you knew he wasn’t a talker. He loathed having to voice anything because he felt like he didn’t have anything to say which wasn’t already understood. His voice was hoarse and deep, making your breath catch.

"Do what?" You asked, not understanding his words.

"You said I hold the Iron Wall together." He continued, and you basked in the sound of his voice. It was so rare for him to say anything. You wanted to savor it while it lasted.

"I do it because of you. I see how hard you work for this team. And it makes me work hard too. For you."

Your heart was beating a mile a minute, trying to catch up to his words and process them. You felt like your entire face was on fire, your breath stuttering. Aone did not look at you, instead staring at the ground before him. Your eyes caught his porcelain pale skin, eyeing how the back of his neck flushed red. The sight made you giddy.

"Aone…." You breathed, feeling truly speechless. Which wasn't like you at all. Between the two of you, you talked and Aone listened. For the first time, the roles were reversed.

Aone shifted a bit, still not looking at you. "Don't worry too much. You will figure it out like you always do. And I'll be here for you."

His sentences were simple. Yet to you, it felt like he was waxing poetic. You couldn't help your wide smile, shuffling closer to Aone and placing your head on his shoulder. You felt infinitely lighter, like all of what you were worried about didn’t matter at all when Aone was right there with you.

"Thank you." You whispered.

You felt Aone nudge at you gently, his way of saying 'you're welcome'. You let yourself bask in his touch, cheek pressed to his bicep, feeling how your heart pounded in your chest.

Multiple steps sounded on the ground, and then a sharp voice broke through the silence.

"You lovebirds done? Come on, let's get pork buns and then head home. I'm hungry!"

You sighed and rolled your eyes, pulling away from Aone to glare at Futakuchi, who was standing a few feet away while the team lingered behind him. They had all changed out of their sweaty practice clothes, bags slung over their shoulders and ready to leave. You saw Koganegawa peek at you from behind him, his mouth open comically wide.

"Eh? I didn't know our manager and Aone-san were dating!"

Before you could protest, Aone was lumbering onto his feet and grabbing your hand, pulling you up with him. His giant hand enveloped yours completely (you were giddy as you observed this fact), and he didn't let go as he walked past Futakuchi, who had an annoyingly smug grin on his face. You knew you wouldn't hear the end of this.

"Yeah, stay away from her, Kogane!" He called, being obnoxiously loud on purpose. He was definitely trying to goad you two, as was his nature. "You don't wanna know how pissy Aone gets when other guys flirt with her."

Your eyes widened, looking up at the boy in question. Aone pointedly looked away from you, but his grip on your hand tightened, and you could see the same blush creep up his neck and to his ears.

You grinned all the way to the convenience store, and then all the way home too, basking in the new information Futakuchi had spilled, as well as the tight grip Aone had on your hand.

He didn't let go even once.

#aone takanobu #aone x reader #aone fluff #haikyuu aone #aone takanobu x reader #aone takanobu fluff #haikyuu fanfiction #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #aone x you #aone x y/n

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sassycheesecake · 2 years

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Haikyuu!! Headcannon #2

- Osamu Miya, KIYOOMI SAKUSA, Tobio Kageyama, KEI TSUKISHIMA, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Takanobu Aone, Kentarō Kyōtani, Hajime Iwaizumi, Shinsuke Kita

@wake-uptoreality @rukia-uchiha-98 @nerd-of-karasuno

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angelshimaa · 6 months

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━━ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌 ;; 𝐀𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐔

✧ cw :: gn!reader, fluffy fluffy fluff, reader calls aone "nobu", aone uses the petname "darling" bc i said so, aone is just so cute udbsismai

✧ a/n :: AONE IS SO VERY CUTE USSBJSNDJS IM SUCH A SIMP FOR HIM. this is based off of this post I saw !! this is also my very first piece for him and for the hq fandom in general so be NICE

aone takanobu who adores your “good luck” forehead kisses on the days of his games.

he loves the way you have to tiptoe for the gesture, but grows concerned at how often his height is an obstacle.

he's grown so accustomed to the little tradition that, when you're giving him words of encouragement before a game, he knows it's coming. in preparation, he lets his foot slide across the gym floor, so that he stands in a half split in front of you.

you look at aone's shortened self, and your laughter bubbles out of you. his cheeks go warm with colour at the sound— though he's unaware of the reason for laughter.

“you're so cute,” your hands cup each side of his cheeks and you press your lips against his forehead— a forehead free from its seemingly permanent creases. when you pull away, it's with a smile so sweet it's practically sugar.

“good luck, 'nobu.”

aone swears he can hear the hearts that come with your sentence. he stands normally again, and only then does he notice the eyes his teammates have on him. the blush deepens, but he doesn't let it affect him when he gives you a little smile.

“thank you, darling.”

✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

#— signed ⋆·ʚ⁺#aone x reader #aone x y/n #aone fluff #haikyuu aone #aone takanobu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #hq x reader #aone hq #hq x you #hq x y/n #hq fluff #haikyuu fluff #hes so baby omfg

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introloves · 6 months

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not aone groaning abt how ur fingers comb thru his hair while eating u out just as if he were simply lying his head in ur lap after a long day @ work........cries (🐻‍❄️)

him not even bothering to lift his head from your sticky, wet thigh while he laps at your clit over and over. lips wrapping around your clit to suck and suck, bringing his fingers to pump in and out of you so slowly it makes you feel crazy, curling them upwards when you’re finally trembling after promising him he could have you for as long as he wants, because he’s nothing if not diligent when he has you like this.

and there’s maybe a little bit of him that wishes he could have you for a little longer, maybe that’s why he’s so slow when his thick, fat fingers push in and out of you- because he could perfectly take a nap while you shakily pull and soothe his hair back against his scalp. swollen lips pulling off your equally swollen clit to huff out a hot breath to the wet mess he’s made when your fingernails comb through his hair, petting him.

he’s usually quiet- but not when the fat of your thighs are muffling the lewd wetness his mouth makes.

happy, happy, happy- and you can see it too because his face is tired from work, but his fat cock is leaky and throbbing against the bed, and yet he chooses to close his eyes and press against your hand.

#aone #aone x reader #aone x y/n #aone smut #hq smut #aone takanobu #hq x reader #hq x you #hq x y/n #hq.txt #haikyu x reader #smut #drabble #sighhhh

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toru-oikawas-milkbread · 2 years

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The Haikyuu Characters Responding to “Would you Die For Me?” | Pt.5

Pairing: Haikyuu boys x f!reader

Notes: Welcome to the final chapter for this prompt. I remember writing the rest of this series and I absolutely loved all of it. So, after what feels like forever to me and I’m sure even longer to you all, here we are at the finale. As always, thank you all for your patience. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

With all that being said, in this chapter, the characters include: Futakuchi, Koganegawa, Aone, Ukai, and Hoshiumi.

If you want to check out my masterlist for the texting series posts as I make them, you can follow {this link} to the page!

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oksullen · 2 years

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"NUMBER NEIGHBOR" AONE TAKANOBU SMAU

you didn't expect a text back but you would definitely wouldn't have expected what was to come happen after he responded

in which one night you decide to see just who had a similar number to you

I. HERES TO A NEW FRIEND

II. NAME TO FACE

III.

MORE TO COME...

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revasserium · 10 months

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men who, when you try to pull your hand away from them, frown and pause and hold on tighter, pulling you in till you're bumping into their side, and when you blink up at them, asking what's wrong -- they just say, "don't let go."

and then much, much later, "i don't like it when you try to let go."

KAGEYAMA, aone, ushijima?, TSUKKI, sae, nagi, RIN

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jinchuls · 2 months

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𝒴𝑒𝓈, 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝐻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 ₊˚✩

ᡣ𐭩 various knight!character x fem!reader

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

notes 𝜗𝜚 repost from previous blog, mdni

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

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

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

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

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first love.

aone takanobu x reader

wc: 2.2k words

just fluff thing for my bby aone since it's the month of love

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aone takanobu never thought about having someone he can call a partner.

the reason? it's simple.

it's because of how others see him, they all conclude that he's a scary person to mess with, as soon as they lay their eyes on him and he knows that train of thought of them.

he knows it too well.

but a certain person appeared that made him want to jump out of that belief.

some feelings that he never felt for anyone suddenly disturbed his mind and body, in a good way.

how he suddenly feels excited every time he sees you.

how his heart beats out of his chest, whenever you talk to him.

how badly he wants to wrap his arms around your body without you thinking he's weird and clingy.

how he feels like he's floating hearing your laugh.

“oh, what did (y/n) do to our quiet middle blocker?”--- is what his teammates and managers thought every time they see the guy, eyes sparkling while looking at you, or whenever they found him staring at nowhere in the middle of practice.

really, what have you done to him?

…

just another day at date tech's practice and yet they noticed how the middle blocker was frowning and pouting.

well, this is different from the usual in love aone.

after pointing fingers at each other on who's going to ask the bothered aone takanobu. sakunami was the ‘chosen’ one.

the first year shakily makes his way to his senior.

“um... aone-senpai.” he called.

the white-haired man looked at the libero and shifted his body facing him to let him know that he's listening.

“er…” sakunami just can't find the words to ask him what's wrong. he doesn't want to ask him straight up and make him think he’s being rude and overstepping his boundaries.

futakuchi has had enough and just decided to step up.

“aone, what's wrong? did something happen?” he asked.

aone wondered how in the world futakuchi knew something was bothering him, enough for him to widen his eyes.

“no, everyone can see it in your face, aone. you don't have to act like i did something awesome.”

“so? do you want to talk about it?” the team captain said, not wanting to force him.

aone just looked down and gripped the ball harder in his hands. futakuchi sighed and placed his hands on his hips.

“is it about (y/n)?” he deduced and the slight flinch from the other is enough to confirm his idea.

“what happened?” he interrogated the slouching over-190cm man. aone thought for a while, but then decided to answer his concerned friend.

“ah, so that's what happened.” futakuchi said after hearing out aone, while he puts on the thinking pose.

“then, why don't you just ask (y/n) herself?”

today should have passed by like usual, but the piercing stare that has been bugging you all day made you forget the tiredness you're feeling because the school festival is coming.

and yes, the stare... it's from aone.

he's just there standing at the room's door. it's cute, but... he's there for like half an hour already!

“um... aone, is there something you need?”

you will ask him, but the only answer that you get from him is a flinch and he'll hide for a bit, and then come back again, trying to be sneakier than what he did earlier.

well, you thought it's fine as long as your other classmates don't mind him. some of the girls are saying he's cute anyways. they are quite aware of the infatuation he has for you. to be honest, it seems like everyone in the school does.

so, one of your classmates took the matter into their own hands.

“(y/n), can you help me here, please?” looking around where it came from, you saw one of your guy classmates, who's assigned to do the banner.

“i don't know what color to use here.” he added.

“eh? again? i'm still doing the cut-offs for the walls, can you wait for a bit?” you said cutting the edges of the cardboard you're holding. also, you’re our art representative. how can i know what to use there?

“just for a moment. just for a moment, just tell me what color to use and how to apply it?” he suddenly grabbed you from my seat and dragged you to his workplace.

“huh? how to apply it too? er…” you glanced at the banner, “um, i think yellow would be a great combination with it and i think you can brush it like how you did it with the other.” you examined his work.

“i kind of think that my painting technique is bad, how about you guide my hands on how you think it should be?” he said scratching the back of his head.

“huh? are you serious?”

it would be a hassle if this guy would disturb other people, because of his ‘painting techniques’. you guess you can keep up with this for a bit.

“okay, i'll tea—”

“i'll do it.” a voice popped behind you two.

“huh?” both you and your classmate said.

“aone! huh? what? um, why did you decide to come out now?” he just shook his head sideways, not wanting to answer your question yet and took the brush from your classmate's hand and started to paint it swiftly.

all of your other classmates are looking at him, while he quickly finishes the banner. wiping off the sweat that formed on his forehead, you glanced at the banner and your eyes expanded.

“wow! aone, that's amazing! you're like a pro!” you applaud completely amazed by his work.

“i always do this kind of job in our house.” he shortly answered, still holding the brush up.

“really? woah.”

suddenly, a swarm of your classmates circled him.

“aone, help me with these too!” “here too!” “can you give us a hand here too, please?”

aone who isn't used to people gathering around him, because they're usually scared of him, seems like he suddenly had his system shut down.

“okay, everyone. you're making him uncomfortable. i know we all want to finish this quickly, but we can't all give aone all the work. okay?” you explained to them.

“no,” aone answers. you looked at him and asked him ‘what’ through your eyes. “i'll help with all i can.”

“huh? but—”

“i will help with everything, as long as it means it'll help you too.” he demanded with his dark-coloured orbs.

it surprised you. not only was this the first time you heard aone talk this much in front of people he’s not familiar with, but also with how straight forward he was with his words.

you are sure your cheeks are heating, that's why you looked away as fast as you can, only to see the looks your classmates are giving you. some are even cooing, along with your class’ art representative that asked for ‘help’.

you rolled your eyes and just ordered them to resume whatever they are doing, now that you all have someone to help you with fast and pro-hands like when it comes to this.

“uwahh~ i'm tired!” you said stretching your arms up. you two are now on your way home. you looked at the guy beside you and smiled at him.

“thanks for today, aone. that was a really big help.”

he just nodded and continued walking, looking straight at the path.

“ah, that's right. before that, aone. why are you standing in front of our classroom's door and suddenly going in?” you asked when you remembered it.

“aone?” you called when your question wasn't filled up.

you looked up at him, but the difference in your height is enough for him to see that you looked in his direction, so he shoots his sight opposite to yours.

“you don't want to answer? hmm? it's fine. it's not like you have to anyway, haha.” you brushed off and walked looking straight again.

you jumped slightly when he suddenly shakes his head hastily, eyes closed, not showing signs that he'll stop shaking his head soon enough.

worried about what he's thinking, you stood in front of him and placed your palms on his cheeks, squeezing it slightly, enough to form a small pout on his lips. his body faintly leaning towards you.

cute!

“a-aone, are you okay?” you asked, sweeping your previous thoughts to the side.

but, he just stared at you and didn't answer you. you tilted your head still giving him a worried look. aone clenched his fist and frowned his brows.

“you…” he started.

“me?” you straightened your head and raised your eyebrows. you finally let his face off of your palms, so he can speak clearly.

“you... didn't come to the gym... yesterday and today.” he explained, looking away.

“ahh... sorry, sorry. the school festival is coming up and as part of my room's committee, i need to support my class' attraction. that's why, i didn't have the time to visit the team, sorry.” you clasped your hands together saying sorry to him.

“no. sorry. i didn't know that you were busy. i should've helped from the first day instead of acting like a child… because you didn’t visit the gym.” he said, murmuring the last part.

he was? maybe i should ask futakuchi about that one.

after telling him that he has nothing to apologize for, he was still wearing his guilty expression face. he feels bad, but you don't know why, so you just continue walking, knowing he'll follow you soon.

the journey is silent.

why is it so quiet?

“eh, by the way, aone. why did you want me to come to the gym every day?” you gander up at him, breaking the awkward silence.

“huh? what's wrong? you're red.” you furrowed your brows and attempted to reach for his forehead to check if he has a fever, but he only grabbed your wrist to stop you.

“i-i'm not red. it's because... because of the sunset. it's reflecting.. reflecting on my face.” he made sure to look you in the eyes, only to see your hands in his hands.

he quickly let go of it carefully, as if it's so fragile. he repeatedly bowed and asked for forgiveness for doing that. you said it's alright, but for aone, it's not.

the last thing he wanted is to make you feel uncomfortable or uneasy, moreover if it's his fault.

you might not know it, but one time he accidentally grazed his shoulder against yours. lightly, take note, lightly that you didn't even feel it, so you just greeted him as usual and walked to your room. but, he was there beating himself up in his mind, probably it'll be the 538th time to beat himself up in his imagination.

he already feels bad whenever he bumps into someone that he doesn’t even know, what’s more if it’s you!

what if he hurt you? what if he bumped into you harder? he wouldn't forgive himself.

that was what he had pleaded to himself, and yet here he is, getting all shaken easily.

“aone, it's fine. okay? hm?” you calmed him down, showing that your wrist is perfectly fine. “let's just continue to walk home.” you continued to march your way to the station. he just nodded slowly.

but, still feeling guilty about it earlier, he decided to answer your question.

“(y/n), i…”

you turned around to him and noticed how his hands are balled into fists, tightly, while he stares at you intently.

“what's up?” you tilted your head, raising your eyebrow.

forgive him for not answering fast, but something is on his mind but...

is he really going to confess now?

he could've just answered your question by saying that you keep his morale up, whenever you are there. but, you might ask why? and it will still lead to him saying because he likes you.

“aone?”

should he really confess now?

“aone, what is it?”

that's right. they said that you should take your chance, right? what if he doesn't get a chance next time?

“(y/n), i always…”

“hm?”

“i like you.”

is what he wanted to say, but...

“i... i always want to help you with whatever i can.” he said, easing the tension in his hands, and flashed a small smile to you.

“oh, really? thank you, aone. really.” you said, returning a smile to him.

in the future, he wants to see that same soothing smile of yours, but by that time, he hopes you're closer to him.

closer. in his arms, looking up at him, yes. in the future.

right, there's no need to rush. nothing comes out with rushing. you should take everything slowly.

also, as the first person to make him feel what love is.

aone still wants to know.

how much more can you make him feel?

how much his heart can take it until it just explodes and the next thing he knows is he wants you to be his, and not others.

yes, this is aone takanobu's first love and he wants it to be the last too.

that’s why he wants to keep it slow and steady.

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