r-sunaslut

[r-sunaslut]

romeo ♱ juliet.

↳ fushiguro megumi/reader

wherefore an age-long rivalry between two of the most powerful royal families shall pay the price through the souls of a young couple whose tragic love vow’d for the reconciliation of their kingdoms

genre. angst, forbidden love, historical/royal au

tags/warnings. ooc, monarch, prince!megumi, princess!reader, megumi is a zen’in, reader is a gojou, clan wars, suggestive, violence, blood, rebellion, moderate usage of (shakespearean) modern english, feral!megumi in the end, suicide, major character death

notes. romeo & juliet trope but make it royal au amirite? this is my first royal / historical au piece and i’m sorry for any inaccuracies especially with the archaic grammar. reblogs appreciated <3

masterlist + playlist + grammar index

𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈.

“Must you enlighten me with your antipathy towards the Crown Prince of Astheryn?”

A snort of disgust filled your ears as your brother in his greatness strode across your balcony in measured footsteps. “Soon to be the King,” he corrected, tidying up his white tunic before he rested his lower back against the balustrade. Long slender fingers ran up to fix his ivory hair with a peek of his cerulean eyes that shone like diamonds under the sunlight. “Don’t you know? Their King hath bid his eternal farewell.”

It was the first time you’ve heard of the unfortunate news and it brought you much sadness with the thought of the grieving family that the king of Astheryn has left behind. Howbeit, with the lack of sympathy on your brother’s countenance, you were reminded of your place as the princess of Caelum.

To lament you must not, for you were a Gojou. A death of a Zen’in should not be of your concern. They were your families’ sworn enemies after all. Granted a kingdom among the three that divided the nation—Astheryn, Caelum, and Exalos. The Gojou’s ruled Caelum while the Zen’in’s reigned supreme in Astheryn. Both nations were of equal prosperity, but a clash in significant power was what birthed half a century of bad blood between two families. An ancient grudge that came forth from two ancestral foes, now doth with the descent of the new generation whose enmities remained fifty years unresolved.

The Crown Prince in this kingdom you call home was your older brother, Satoru, with which a ten-year gap made him much more respectable in The Palace in comparison to you. He embodied the stigma of a dominant ruler with great hopes to unite all three kingdoms as one—an ideology befitting for an heir to the most powerful throne.

Natheless, he was also a fellow filled with hubris. All knowing, all bearing. A warrior and a trained potentate, a gentleman of preserved anachronistic values. Satoru possessed god complex similar to that of your father’s and he was not one to hold back on showing an outward loathe for the royal Zen’in family. He thought of Prince Toji as nothing but a bitter foe simply because the blue-blooded man was his biggest rival.

“Thy silence I will mistake as bereft,” his tone hinted of derision. There was humor in the flutter of his arctic lashes. “Unlike thee, I’m not affected by an old man’s demise. Sure, the kingdom of Astheryn is grieving but the ranking of that guy Toji is what causes my ire.”

Now that the man was to be crowned King, it only enkindled rage within Satoru’s deep-seated ego. The Crown Prince Toji was now to become the King of Astheryn. The passing down of the crown was what Satoru wanted for himself in Caelum, not for his enemy to receive the prestige before he did.

A silent sigh crawled out of your lips. In all honesty, you wished not to share the same rancor towards the Zen’in family. “My initial query awaits thine answer, brother. There must be a legitimate reason for—”

“What answer shall my little sister gain? ‘Tis by his name he is an enemy. Nothing else is to be said.” Standing up straight to regain his pomposity, he added, “When all three kingdoms unite, a powerful king is what I will be. But before all that, the King and Queen must step down on their thrones.”

That cruel smile plastered on his face, you recognized it so well. What a fool he is. “In that case, dost you await our parents’ ill-fate?”

Was Satoru willing to imbrue his hands with his own parents’ blood for the sake of attaining the highest throne? Was thy lovable prince a tyrant beneath his seraphic exterior?

“Now, words of those did not come from myself,” he played it off with a sneer, “thou’st be aware that these walls are thin, my sister. I do not speak ill for His and Her Majesty.”

You were aware indeed, but never were you in favor of his covert schemes. Should he turn out to be a traitor to your own kin, you would simply retreat back to your seat. A single word would not be spoken. Participating in this war between families, much less your own, was a disgrace you shalt forswear.

Sincerely, you didn’t ask to be born of royal lineage. You didn’t ask to partake in this kingdom quarrels. You didn’t ask to be a Gojou.

Because Megumi, your first love, was a Zen’in.

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈.

“Giddy up!”

Megumi had a tight grip on the reins as he steered his horse on the path leading back to the palace. In the long hours of the morning, the prince was feeling down in the dumps. Not once did a bright expression paint his face in three consecutive nights. Could it be due to the death of his grandfather, the King? Or was it a specific princess in a neighboring kingdom that beget his melancholy?

His royal advisor, Lord Giuseppe, had already guessed that the latter was the answer. Megumi was an open book despite the stolid mien that incessantly veiled his handsome face. “A peek into thine own heart, I must. Is it a woman that Your Highness yearns to see?”

“Giuseppe,” the prince suppressed an exhale, “you know who I fancy.”

The bumpy path added a few extra jumps from their horses that Megumi had to maneuver his horse out of the dim woods, treading a nigh away from the stable. His eyes found the highest balcony of Astheryn’s royal palace, with which a panoramic view overlooked the palace of Caelum environed by lush green hills.

Whoever decided to put these two palaces near their borders without thinking that they could be of surveillance to each other’s walls from a distance?

But what great comfort will it bring to see my love? Megumi mused. A love that sparked since his sweet sixteen, a love that still lingered even now that he was in his nineteenth.

“Ah, it is Princess Y/N of Caelum indeed,” Giuseppe spoke, formal and yet playful. “‘Tis what I call young love.”

It has been two months since the graduation. As part of the royal arrangement, the children of each kingdom were to study in The Providence—a premier private academy solely for the monarchs and the elites. The academy was where he first met you, a classmate of his with whom he ought to see as an enemy but instead has housed herself in the breadths of his heart. He has fallen in love long before he could stop himself.

How couldn’t he? You were the loveliest flower among the bunch. An angel in your own grace with a face that could launch a thousand ships just like Helen of Troy. In that sense, perhaps you could rise a thousand swords for he would go to war for you. Your smile brought him felicity and he considered himself the luckiest man for being granted of your heart all the more.

With sixty days that passed since he last saw you on graduation day, your lack of presence now had him deep in forlorn. Were you to continue a degree in university? Or nought but to remain in your chambers in the palace?

“If my heart speaks to thee, Giuseppe. Tell me, then. What are the odds of me seeing her again?” he inquired, pulling the reins to halt the horse’s movements. “Could thou be of assistance for a clandestine meeting between her and myself?”

“I’m afraid not, Your Highness.” Giuseppe hoisted himself out of the horse’s back and guided Megumi inside the stable. “It is a difficult task you ask for. His Majesty’s exequy will happen by eventide and your father’s coronation will commence on a fortnight. Your presence is heavily guarded.”

Heavens. “Family matters,” he released a huff of exasperation.

Lord Giuseppe has been a royal advisor since Megumi was juvenile. Now, in the prince’s nineteen years of age, the lord treated him as though he was his own child. Seeing him so morose, he decided to give in, “Fair enough, beseech me tomorrow at sunrise to be thy herald. I will get in contact with my folks from Caelum and ask the princess’ servant myself.”

The smile of triumph finally adorned Prince Megumi’s face before he raised himself out of the horse to embrace the kind man. “Thank you, Giuseppe. I long to see my girl.”

And so that evenfall on the burial rites for the late King, Megumi was participative for the family’s gathering. The outward display of woes, the shed of tears, and the deliverance of eulogies all roused distaste in him—only for the fact that some of his family members were discreetly joyful for his grandfather’s death. Everyone in the Zen’in clan were hungry for power for all its merit.

He would leave his cousins Duchess Maki and Mai on the conversation as such women hadst not shown any interest on the throne. It was his uncle Duke Naoya that appeared to have a particular eye for the crown that was now all Prince Toji’s to claim. Only, Duke Naoya didn’t have the guts to ever be in a conflict with Prince Toji.

“How splendid!” Duchess Mai hid a smirk behind her black veil that complemented her dark, lacy gown. “You’ll become the Crown Prince.”

Megumi peeked at his father who stood outside of the Zen’in family’s catacomb to bid his final farewell to the King. In two weeks time, his father would be the most powerful man in Astheryn and Megumi would be the rightful heir.

“Could you not overwhelm him, Mai?” Duchess Maki, the twin that he preferred, had spoken beside him. “Megumi will be our hope. That stupid Toji will just endanger this kingdom with his rivalry with Satoru. They’re both tyrants.”

Maki’s bold choice of words and lack of courtesy for the royals never failed to make Megumi smile.

But a smile that he deeply yearned for was a smile that came from you, his only love.

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈𝐈.

Fifty seven, fifty eight, fifty nine, it is now four o’clock!

As the clock struck four, you were high in enthusiasm when the doors to your bedroom swung open and your personal attendant stepped in to deliver a news that you’ve been anticipating since daybreak.

“What says of my love, Lady Geneva?” you jumped out of your bed to embosom the woman with wide eager eyes. “Is he to come see me? Is he? Speak of only great news for a bad one wilt thine ears refuse!” You let out a dreamy sigh, thinking of the prince. “Unbeknownst to him, I am an ardent woman ready to give him all—”

“Good gracious, Your Highness! An eager woman is not equal to an easy woman, especially of the highest nobility as yourself,” the lady reminded, fixing your silk nightgown before patting your heated cheeks. “However, yes but in privy confirmation. The Crown Prince of Astheryn would like to arrange a tryst with thee come Monday.”

How could you have forgotten? Megumi was now the Crown Prince since King Toji has claimed sovereignty over their kingdom. No wonder Satoru hadst nought but chagrin in his face to supper last eve.

But forget those fifty years worth of kingdom vendettas! The stars in your eyes still held glee over this planned rendezvous. A sweet kiss was what you awaited from your lover of three years. “Much obliged. I owe thee, Lady Geneva!” You embraced her with gratitude while she mirrored your delight. “Thy kindest hast served thy princess well.”

“Whence art thou Princess? Y/N? Y/N!”

“Oh, here comes Her Majesty,” your attendant rushed to fix the sheets of your bed. “We shan’t speak of our secret tidings with a lord and his prince from Astheryn.”

“Y/N!”

Startled by your mother’s voice, you straightened your back and called out, “I am here, madam!”

Your mother entered your bedchambers in her austerity, hair arranged into a chignon and a dress bedight with crimson prints. Her gaze towards the ladies-in-waiting that followed her was unmistakably dour. “Leave us alone to talk, kindly. All of you.”

With a single command, all servants curtsied with utmost respect before scurrying out of your room to give you privacy. This woman was your own mother and yet her presence was suffocating. You were small under her rigid stare. One step closer and she began tucking your hair behind your ear. “His Majesty and I have proposed an arrangement this morning with the Kamo’s.”

Your breath steadied in dismay. “And what did thou’st proposed, Your Majesty?”

“You, my dear,” she began, icy hands caressing your arms, “How does marriage sound to thee?”

Marriage? Oh, now what is this she speaks? Your heartbeat quickened exponentially. Is it between you and a gentleman from Exalos? Oh, God...

“I... I do not think of marriage, mother.”

With your answer, she raised her chin and narrowed her eyes. Was Satoru around to save you from your mother’s intimidating presence? He was the only one whose voice they partially listened to.

“Then you must think of marriage,” she spoke again, this time more forceful, “Prince Noritoshi, he is an heir to the throne in Exalos. Sagacious, valiant, and chivalrous—what more canst thou ask for a man? He was an upperclassman of yours at The Providence, were he not?”

An arranged marriage without my consent!

Your chest oscillated in heavy breaths, heart filling of rage and defiance. “Thou wish to use me to unite the two kingdoms, is it not?”

“Wherefore, what other use can my precious daughter be?”

“Mother,” you strictly replied, nails digging on the flesh of your palms to leave crescent marks. “I refuse to get married to a man I love none!”

The Queen’s face hardened into a stone. Her eyes ignited fire of the worst kind and with gritted teeth, she asked, “And who do you seek for love? Tell me.”

Your heart ached and your tears brimmed on the corner of your eyes. If only love had no boundaries, such lamentation would not have embraced your heart. “That of whom I love is Prince Megumi—!”

Slap! A rough, unforgiving hand met your cheek with a painful blow. “You wretched whore!” yelled she. “You ungrateful brat! How dare you speak of a Zen’in’s name!”

Your own hand flew to your cheek, soothing the sting that your mother has given. Such cheeks became incarnadine and were now damp with tears. “But if Prince Megumi, were he not a Zen’in call’d, you would not be enraged. What’s in a name if that is not of love, Mama?”

“You dare shame us for your childish infatuation?” She didn’t hesitate to add another hard smack, this time with you falling on your bed. “Speak of our enemies’ name again or you will be lock’d inside the palace dungeons, you understand?”

No! “But m-mother—”

“Silence! I am a queen first before I am a mother,” her words were a spit to your face. Words that left you sobbing in despair. “You will be betrothed to Prince Noritoshi and you will seek his affection. Do you understand?”

No, you do not.

“I said do you understand, Princess Y/N?”

In silent acquiescence, you offered a curtsy to the Queen.

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐕.

The rhythmic melodies of the orchestra did not affect your silent woes. All these grandeur and aristocracy only left a bitter aftertaste in the walls of your mouth as you peered at the King and Queen who gracefully danced amongst their peers and peeresses to celebrate your father’s special day.

Prince Satoru was a domineering gentleman who stood high and mighty next to you. You were not one to miss the glances that you and your brother received from the flock of noblemen and women. How regal, they mused, of siblings dressed in similar fabric of the finest kind.

As customary, Satoru’s attire was a champagne frockcoat embellished with golden aiguillette and royal badges. He also donned a navy blue cloak that rested atop his broad shoulders and ended beneath his leather heels.

Yours was an off-shoulder gown of champagne silk embroidered with gold threads, accentuated with a tight corset that hugged your waists down to your hips before it flared into frills forming a beautiful A-line. What suited your elegance was your hair that was braided into a half-updo and locked with a glittering tiarra.

“How old is Papa?” your question was barely audible as you looked at your brother. The blend of dulcet melodies from the violins and pianoforte formed the perfect classical music.

The corner of his lips upturned. “Quite daring with your lack of proper title for the King. His Majesty is sixty-eight.”

His courtesy was no better than an act of blarney. Your eyes could well see through his tainted soul. The malicious intent that he was scheming in his head was not difficult for you to discern.

“My question retains, dost you await his ill-fate?” you asked with the underlying intention to make him admit to his planned treason. “Same goes for Her Majesty.”

Satoru’s crystal orbs landed on the faces covered in colorful bauta and colombina masks that crowded this masquerade ball. While half of their faces may be sealed, their ears were free. The prince himself knew not to speak a word.

“Mutiny lies within thy tone, sister,” he whispered, keeping his chin up high. “If you’re inveigling me into rebelling just to help prevent your arranged marriage, I will not back thee.”

“Neither will I marry him!” you replied in a hushed voice, lowering it down before anyone could hear. “Prince Noritoshi of Exalos is a courteous man but my heart rests with someone else.”

The white-haired man looked around the ballroom before turning to you. “Thou hast a traitor’s heart, Y/N. Exalos is our ally, Astheryn is not. The Zen’in family our are greatest foes. You are not in the position to ruin the plans that we—”

“Is it truly we that you speak or just thee?” How could your brother, one that used to love you dearly that he would protect you over his parents’ ill interests, had now turned into an ambitious despot? “You wish to overcome all three kingdoms for when you become king. You are plotting to overthrow the crowned monarchs by imbruing your hands with thine own kinsmen’s blood. Thou art the real traitor, Satoru Gojou.”

Satoru’s saintly face transformed into a statue, a sight caught off guard but a stance not giving away. The pivot of his heel was an act of admission withal. “Say what you want. You are the least I care about from hereafter.”

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕.

Running through the hallways of the palace was what you did after your quarrel with your brother. That, and your decision to withhold from further staying in the ballroom led you to reason with the King and Queen that you were too unwell to stay through their night of waltzes and classical music.

Somehow, in the middle of your strides within the carpeted floors, a stranger seized hold of your hand and pulled you towards the orchard.

“Excuse me!” you resisted, withdrawing your arm from the masked man. His mask embellished with metallic green linings was a volto that covered his entire face in anonymity. “Let me go at this very instant or these palace guards—”

He turned on his heel by the time you reached the empty orchard, removing his mask to reveal the face that procured your very love. And, with a smile, he greeted, “My love.”

Handsomest is he!

Your heart took a pause. “M-Megumi?” you whispered, looking around in panic. “What brings thou to sneak inside these heavily guarded walls?”

A hand was placed on your cheek as he pressed his sweet lips above yours, moving in perfect synchronization followed by satisfied hums and eager touches. You had not realized how tightly your arms were wrapped around his neck when he pulled away, verdant eyes gazing at you from under the moonlight.

“Unease lengthened my days. I’d to come see you after I’ve been informed of the news,” he admitted, lifting your chin with his index finger. “Was it by your decision to marry Prince Noritoshi?”

Your response was a desperate shake of the head. “Of course, not!” you gave him a kiss, “No, absolutely not. I vow to the heavens, thou art my only one.”

A sigh of relief escaped his lips but worry lingered on his angel face. “What doth this leave us with if it is thy parents will?” he asked, encasing your waist around his arm. The vibration of his chest could be felt against yours. “Shall I send you off to marry him? Be in my despair to see you a wife that is not mine?”

Your finger traced the collar of his suit. “That is the last thing I wish to—”

“Make haste and find the Princess!”

The nearby voices of your ladies-in-waiting made you stumble on your heels as you pulled Megumi, only to end up plunging into the swimming pool upon losing your balance at the slightest second.

“Aah—!”

“I believe she is in her room, Lady Catrine.”

“Her Royal Highness did say she is unwell.”

With a finger pressed on your lips, you gestured for Megumi to keep his silence in the midst of your submerged situation. “Shh. When our palace guards find thee, they will murder thee.”

Contrary to the graveness in your voice, your man was amused. “You are in the presence of a Crown Prince. There will be war if they dare lay a finger on me.”

A Crown Prince. A grin was plastered on your face as you grabbed his wrist and swam towards the small artificial cave to hide from the palace guards. Surely, said guards had all eyes on the King and Queen for tonight’s celebration but you would not take any risks of being caught. They could be wandering around for all you knew.

“Why now, my lover is an heir to the throne, is he?” You beamed at him, wrapping your legs around his waist as he pressed you against the wall. Your dressed flowed from underwater but you paid no mind. Nothing hindered you from enveloping each other’s mouth with a tight-lipped kiss. “Mm—but you are in Caelum’s w—” he swallowed the entirety of your lips, before trailing kisses down your bare neck, “—walls, my love. An act of trespassing beknown to all, especially as thou art a Zen’in. Thou wilt be warranted with a punishment.”

“Then I will take all punishment,” he answered without faltering. And by pressing his forehead against yours, he added, “Lest it be my last hours on Earth, there is no ounce of regret in seeing the woman I love.”

So eager, so desirous was you and him in locking each other’s lips now with the use of tongue whose dominance battled inside the walls of your mouth. His hand held a tight grip on your cheek, tilting his head to the side in attempt to deepen the kiss. You had to catch the breath that you’ve lost when you looked at him. “Megumi,” you cupped his cheeks, lips swollen, “make me a wife. I refuse to douse ourselves into matters of kingdom rivalries any further.”

“A proposal to elope?” he asked to clarify, “You will run away with me to marry? To give up our crowns in exchange for our romance?”

Certain you were not if Megumi would be willing to forsake his throne, whereas you would take any chances just to escape the forthcoming tyranny of this kingdom. Caelum was no longer home.

“Sworn by my love I’ll no longer be a Gojou.”

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕𝐈.

That same eve was spent with fiery touches and shameless admissions of love. In your bedchamber where you lay the scene, of him unlacing your corset, of you unbuttoning his tunic—all nought but bare in your virginity. From your balcony, the moon enviously stared at the two lovers under the sheets doing thus what lovers do.

Long forgotten was the king’s birthday for the princess was engaged in an intercourse with her greatest enemy. Neither your dulcet moans nor his orotund grunts would escape the palace walls for everyone believed that you were alone in your chambers.

Alone, you stifled a giggle at the thought as Megumi kissed the smooth skin where your neck met your shoulder. His hand had laced itself around yours, pinning you above your own mattress to strip you off your chastity. With every jostle, he was reaching your most sensitive places.

“M-Megumi—!” You withheld yourself from releasing a whimper as two manly hands gently squeezed your bosom.

While he, in a chase to reach his own high, knelt on his knees to finish the deed. “Just a little... more.” A kiss to silent your cries. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

That morning, you woke up entangled around the prince with only your soft sheets covering your unclothed selves. The fluttering of his lids were not due to the ray of sunlight but of the feathered kisses that you placed along his jaw.

“Care to entertain my curiosity?” You propped an elbow to look at his face, fingers caressing his bare chest. “How didst my prince infiltrate the palace of Caleum?”

He enclosed your waist around his arm. “With the kind assistance of your cousin,” he spoke in a raspy morning voice, “Knight Commander Yuuta. He is to render one last assistance to me until I reach the borders back to our kingdom.”

Ah, you now recalled. Yuuta Okkotsu, instead of being granted a dukedom, had chosen to receive an honorary title of a knighthood. He was yours and Megumi’s upperclassman in The Providence—naturally born a cavalier, a savior, and a protector. However, just like you, he had fallen in love with an enemy and Maki Zen’in was her name. There was no question as to why he would willingly help an enemy as that of a crown prince because he was on the same plight. Love was simply love.

His loyalty was where his heart lies. Once caught aiding the monarch of Astheryn into the palace of Caleum, he would be deemed an accomplice and would subsequently be exiled in the orders of your own father.

Did Megumi understand the lengths and the risks that your cousin just took? A reward of sincerest gratitude was what Yuuta deserved, especially not forgetting the fact that he acted heaps better an older brother than Satoru was as of late. Yuuta considered you a sister and all he ever wanted for you was to choose your happiness. If there was anything you could learn from him, it was how a royal title would never guarantee you the felicity that you wanted.

And thus, by his name that you speak of, Yuuta’s distant calls from beneath your balcony was a signal for Megumi’s retreat. On the other side of the door was a hubbub from the ladies-in-waiting which could only mean that a presence of a royal would soon enter your boudoir.

“I will take my leave,” your lover said, arising from your bed to hastily put on his clothes. At your own effort, you sheathed your naked body with a robe. “Our tryst shall push through. Sir Yuuta vowed to escort thee. Nine at Saint Peter’s, we will marry then.”

You’ve given your oath long before your marriage was decided, but this did not prevent a triumphant smile from decorating your face. “Expect thy future wife to arrive,” you promised, hearing footsteps nearing your door. “Not enough time. Shall you leave without the satisfaction of a good morrow’s kiss?”

His hand found the small of your back before encasing his lips in a perfect lock against yours, “I will await thy presence there,” and another kiss to seal his love.

In lightning speed, Megumi was jumping out of your balcony in hurried guidance of Yuuta and you ensured to give the former a flying kiss before bidding farewell. “Adieu!”

As your lover departed, His Majesty arrived in a stance so ruthless befitting for the great ruler that he was, even more stern and forbidding than the Queen. Behind his tail was Prince Satoru who was quick to notice the indentations on your mattress. His crystal blue eyes scrutinized you from head to toe with the conclusion that his sister shamelessly brought in a man.

A man not of common birth but of the royal blood.

He would be a hypocrite so to speak. He slept with some of the servants, even as far as bringing courtesans to his bedroom in every fortnight. The only difference was that your lover was the son of his greatest foe.

“Your Majesty,” you humbly greeted, curtsying before your father.

He eyed you with an unrelenting gaze. “Dress up. Your attendance is required by high noon.”

You traded glances with Satoru whose eyes were full of judgment before you asked, “Whence doth my father summons me?”

“To make an acquaintance with your fiancé.” Your heart fell heavily to the floor as your father added, “Your marriage with Prince Noritoshi of Exalos is to commence on Monday.”

“N-No.” Horror painted your now pallid face. You were hysterical, then in much denial. “No! I refuse to—”

“Interfere with my plans or you shall be dealt with!” The King roared in vexation with little care for your emotions.

More domineering when he swung his cloak, much swiftly when turned on his heel. He left you in your chambers begging on your knees, pleading in desperation for him to abort the marriage while your brother looked down at you with lack of sympathy.

Satoru. You wanted the old Satoru back—the Satoru that would quickly take you in his arms and place comfort in his gentle hands. This was not the same brother.

Alas, he informed you of the most devastating news of all. “The Prince of Astheryn will be executed for entering the borders of Caelum without notice. Their King has been apprised.”

A gasp escaped your lips just as fright painted your face. “Megumi can’t be—!”

“That is not the most important part. Toji is far unconcerned,” Satoru cut you off, hands deep in his pockets. “There is something you should be aware about that boy you’re head over heels for.”

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐈.

Between the two kingdoms, it was known that Astheryn was more barbaric. If Caelum was ruled by Greeks, consider Astheryn as ruled by Romans. More vicious, more hostile—God forbid even their own kinsmen were not excused to the King’s brutality. In his belief, and in all monarchs precedent to his current throne, any member of the royal family must hold a high regard for their name.

A Zen’in was equal to that of a supreme being. Neither King Toji himself nor any of his kinsmen must associate themselves with an enemy if they wish not to be deemed a traitor. The Gojou family shall not be spoken of in all lands there were of Astheryn.

Now, why has a son of his, a crown prince even, has willingly involved himself in this predicament of being mandated with a death penalty?

As per The Amendment when Prince Megumi was escorted through the border between Caelum and Astheryn, the dictum was to either administer his immediate execution or the prince would be released but the two kingdoms would hereafter declare war. Neither was an option but King Toji had to spare his son’s life regardless of his reluctance to put his kingdom at stake.

“All for a whore?” His Majesty growled from under his breath. “You are causing us war in exchange for a whore?!”

The back of the King’s hand was forcefully thrown at the Prince’s face as the man in question stood before him. King Toji was enraged, but more so was he ashamed for his son’s doings.

The same son balled his hands into tight fists then. The hardening of his jaw and the fury in his eyes were to show his dissension. “A whore you call’d her then a whore you must call your concubines. My only love sprung from one woman. Thou canst not say the same with my deceased mother.”

There was not the faintest trace of deference in his tone because his pique dominated him much to his father’s ire. A clash between two of Astheryn’s most powerful rulers was impending.

“Thou darest bring that up as defense?” Toji emitted a deep chuckle of distaste. “The matter at hand is on the subject of your stupid childish love! Thousands of women walk on Astheryn’s streets and thou still choose the youngest daughter of a Gojou?”

“A Gojou, whose name carried she, is no longer my enemy but a wife to be,” said he, “nor did I ask to partake in this fifty-years of kingdom strife. I am choosing her over my crown.”

“Bastard!”

The King drew out his sword in vexation, but what surprised everyone in that room was how Megumi himself pulled out his brand in act of defense as the father and son threatened each other’s throats.

Twenty swords from the palace guards were then pointed at the Prince’s head in protection to the King. The suspense was high as the supreme ruler and his son kept their rigid stance, not moving their swords an inch away from their necks all while the guards remained with weapons at hand.

It was after a minute within the stares of death shared with his father until the King himself lowered his brand and commanded, “Drop thy swords and take thy leave. I need a private word with my son.”

His Majesty’s sword was long sheathed back to its original place, now standing in less tension. Megumi knew where this was heading to and saw how the palace guards were confused for the whole sixty round of the minute hand that went through the clock. Thus, by the King’s word, they retreated out of the room and left the father and son alone.

Alone, out of earshot to rest from the performance they have delivered in front the servants and the palace guards to create a story based on hearsay. ‘Our great King Toji and Prince Megumi fought over that woman from Caelum’, was an expected rumor that would soon spread throughout Astheryn. This would allow the citizens to grow wroth towards the other kingdom for causing their own rulers to be engaged in a bloody fight. They would hate you and your family enough to participate in a war to overthrow Caelum.

The King erupted into a laugh, such boisterous laughter plagued Megumi’s ears while he returned to his grim visage. “Very well played, son. I’d have almost believed thee. You have the brilliance of an actor.”

Megumi kept a detached stare. “Father, I’ve fulfilled your orders. What else do I—”

“And thou shall continue for until the war ends,” the cruel King announced, “What have you gathered in Caelum aside from playing with that awful girl’s heart?”

He took a deep breath. “Satoru Gojou conspires to kill his own kinfolks, be in the highest throne, and hence take sovereignty over three kingdoms.”

“Pathetic.” Toji showed boredom by sitting at his throne knowing that his rival’s treason would not eventuate because Astheryn was ten steps ahead. Megumi came to the palace of Caelum with a purpose and it was for the rivaling kingdom to corner them into unprepared war. He was meant to be caught and taken to the borders. You were just an instrument to their plans. Toji took his son’s forbidden romance for granted and used it as a tool to fuel his own interests. “That girl, you love her?”

Megumi’s breathing became still. He was a traitor, but never to his own land. “I love my kingdom more.”

The King blessed him with an approving nod. “And what is our goal?”

How heartless canst this man be? “To expand our suzerainty and overthrow Caelum until they are forced to submit.”

Toji ascended from his throne only to descend and meet his son down the steps, patting his back with much regard. “Stand high and be proud. A woman is replaceable but a kingdom is not,” said his father, “You will serve as a good king. This is everything I expect from thee.”

In Megumi’s head, he could see the flowery smile that you gave him before he left. The kisses you gave for when you saw felicity through him. His heart ached the more ill words he spoke. He did not want this, but he ought not to disobey his father.

“I care more for my throne than a daughter of my enemy.”

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈.

Instead of being outraged, you were melancholic. You refused to believe Satoru’s words when he said that Megumi’s true intent was to be a spy in your own land. Wooed by his words was a foolish woman like you, but the three years of being in this secret romance thus earned you a right not to doubt the man that you loved.

Who do you believe? Is it thy brother or is it thy lover? When your heart was in grief, marrying a man not of your worship such as Noritoshi of Exalos was never an option. You were in desperate need to give Megumi a chance to explain himself, clear himself, be honest with himself and for his three-year love.

Covered in a cloak and a face concealed with a hood—in a carriage meant for mails was how you trespassed the land of Astheryn. If Megumi could sneak through your walls, then you ought to do all the same. What was there to lose? Your father and mother never saw you as their own child but as a mere pawn that they could use as their trump card. Satoru cared more for his ambitions more than his own kin.

You were alone in a palace that was meant to be your home.

Lord Giuseppe saw you roaming outside the fences of the palace, searching for your prince in hopes of having the discourse you sought to have. You would have been long dead should the palace guards catch sight of you but blessed were you that Megumi’s trusted man was the one who found you sneaking in at their orchard.

“Dearest God! Princess Y/N, you are not to be seen in this palace—”

“Stop not a desperate woman,” you spoke, restraining your weak sentiments as you peered at his face from under the moonlight. Hurt was evident on your countenance. “Have me a word with the prince.”

Giuseppe’s face enshrouded in panic. “A word can be exchanged through heralds. Come, I will take thee back to thy kingdom in safety.”

You stubbornly refused, a burning ache was seeping through your chest. “A word with Megumi,” close to breaking into tears, “P-Please. I refuse to think that he betrayed my love.”

“Betrayed I have.”

The both of you swiftly turned to the owner of the deep voice to see Megumi walking closer through the darkness of the orchard. Such as the stars on a clear sky did not appear in his eyes. First you were frozen, second you were running to his arms.

“No,” your voice came out shaky but you embraced him tighter, breathing the comfort of his scent where you now seek home, cupping his cheeks where your lips were once planted on. “Thou hadst been true to me, thou hadst not lied—”

Megumi had his hands wrapped on your arms, pulling away from your touch with a detached gaze. “Trusting an enemy is not what thou should have done.” He looked down at you in insouciance before your tears cascaded from your eyes.

“Y-You, how could you say that after having been my lover for three years?” you cried, throwing a fist on his chest as you sobbed your heart out. “Thy words of love were never lies! We’ve been together since we were sixteen!”

“And I have lived as a Zen’in since I was born,” he responded, looking away from your morose eyes. The pain in his chest was sealed by his stern front. “We were never meant to love. We were never star-cross’d lovers.”

Oh, as if the universe had thrown its gravity on your shoulders. As if the sun could never shine again to welcome the day. As if your heart, gnawed from your chest, blazed by fire and left in ashes. If this was never love, then what could be? If such enmities were a plague for two people to love freely, you wished not be a princess any longer than you have.

Your feet carried you a few steps back as you looked at Megumi with wide tearful eyes. “Thou loved me not? Thou art not willing to fight for me, continue the marriage with me?”

The Prince failed to answer nor could he meet your eyes as he turned his back on you, “Giuseppe will escort you back to your kingdom. I will pretend I never saw your presence in our land.”

You drowned from your tears as you watched Megumi walking away, fading farther and farther from your sight with each step while you called for his name. Betrayed your family only to be betrayed by your lover. Was this nought but a wicked game?

“These eyes see real lies, Megumi!” was your last words to yell before having Giuseppe pull your lethargic body to escort you away.

You were no longer looking to see how Megumi stopped in his tracks to look back at you. You were no longer in sight to watch how he closed his eyes in despair and swore himself a million times for breaking your heart.

You were back in your chambers in Caelum, comforted by your brother while Megumi was in his room being whipped by the King, receiving bloody laceration in his back as punishment for letting you leave the palace unharmed.

It would have been the perfect chance to have held you hostage, the King said, unknown to the fact that his son was the real hostage in this tragic fate.

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐗.

The war had begun.

Yuuta was exiled and your arranged marriage was put on hold as the royals—that of the King, Queen, and the Prince prepared for the bloodshed of the citizens of Astheryn and Caelum. How could Megumi let all of this happen? More importantly, what kind of person were you to risk your kingdoms and the lives of civilians because of your selfish love?

Because of your actions, you were locked up in the palace dungeons while the war was on-going. It had been a week since you last saw daylight and your refusal to eat anything had you losing weight.

You were better off as skin and bones. If Megumi could not love you because he was tied to his role as the Crown Prince, then who else would look at you in the eyes and adore you the same way? His words back at the palace were nothing but lies because you could not accept that he betrayed you.

How could those secret messages, those clandestine meetings, those star gazing back at The Providence be all a lie?

Satoru came down to see you in the palace dungeons one day in full armor as though he had just gone through an arduous day of sword fighting. He saw you in your travail, chains around your wrists like an animal kept in cage. At that moment, the old Satoru came back. Pity bathed his eyes as he crouched down to look at you.

“I’ll get you out of here,” he promised, planting a kiss on your forehead from behind the bars. His jaw clenched. “Have mine own hands besmirched with blood, I vow to kill all of them.”

You gave a weak smile through your lassitude. “Thou admit to your high treason?”

“Mama and Papa do not deserve to rule the kingdom. You best not see what they have done to our own people,” he claimed as he found his seat on the ground, “Our knights were made to protect only the royals. They let the civilians shed their own blood for us.”

Your eyes widened in horror. “Th-That is—”

Satoru could only shake his head in frustration. “I’m not a tyrant, Y/N. It is the likes of our parents and Toji who caused plague to both our houses.”

The inability to meet Satoru’s cerulean eyes was due to your regretful judgement towards your brother’s true motives. He had always been a better ruler than your parents, despite his rivalry with Toji, you could now see the reason why.

Satoru only despised the traditional system set by the two kingdoms, but he would not go as far as harm his own citizens in exchange.

“A mouthful of sorry’s must come from me unto you,” you said, deep in forlorn.

“That’s long forgotten,” he reassured, reaching for your hand, “As for Megumi, he...”

How could such a name cause somersaults in your stomach? “He what?”

On the unfortunate side of the spectrum, the stiffness in Satoru’s face could only mean bad news. Your heart was left unprepared when he said, “The kingdom of Ellesmere will aid Astheryn in this war to ensure our downfall, only in the condition that he will marry the princess who will bear him a child.”

The revelation had your soul leaving your body, ceasing to feel the searing pain that brought your heart to oblivion. You suddenly lost the will to live—no, you wished not to live to see him with a wife by his side. The screams of your heart were the loudest silence of all.

“Y/N—”

“Seek me the apothecary,” you pleaded, sinking back to your dungeon to be engulfed by sorrow. “Afterwards, go and tend to our people, Satoru. You are the only hope of this kingdom.”

He was the only hope for you have long given up.

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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐗.

Vestiges of war were left of Caelum when Megumi led his horse to pass through its empty streets. The warfare had ended in armistice with King Toji and Prince Satoru heavily injured after their sword fight. Not only did the current rulers caused their own downfall, civilians have also formed an uprising against their own kingdoms after realizing that they were being mercilessly used for bloodshed.

Megumi was at a point of extreme weariness. He was tired of the chaos ensuing between two kingdoms, protecting the civilians and fighting for peace through war. He was tired of being a puppet by having to marry the princess of Ellesmere, not by his choice but of his father’s. He was tired of the combative fighting, the number of knights he had encountered, the amount of souls he had taken away by imbruing his hands with their blood.

He has not heard from you after weeks since you came to Astheryn that one Thursday night and it was most ruthless torture he had to ever go through. However, a word from Yuuta stating that he had to see you in person led him back to Caelum to get a glimpse of you.

As he hoisted himself out of the horse, he entered Saint Peter’s chapel where an aisle of candles and flowers greeted him and his bloodstained armor. Like the promised wedding, you were there at the end of the aisle as if he was the bride who was walking towards you. In your ivory dress, enwreathed by white roses waiting for your prince charming by the altar.

Only, your body lay still on your deathbed like an angel in her peaceful sleep contrary to the war of demons outside of the chapel.

Megumi was benumbed. His feet could barely drag him proper steps as he slowly made his way to meet you across the aisle with a heart bleeding through its crevices. Alas, such a broken man was also breaking down.

You took your own life doth with a poison to help you, Yuuta told him, in your grief after hearing that he married another woman. You died thinking that Megumi never truly loved you and has done the unforgivable act of betrayal.

Megumi’s eyes were filled with tears when he reached your deathbed, staring at your face thinking that you were just in a deep slumber. Not even the warmth of his fingers when he traced your cold cheek awoke you nor did the droplets of tears that fell on your chest as they forced their way out of his eyes.

“Forgive me,” he whispered, blinking the tears that clouded his vision. He leaned down to press his lips against yours to kiss you for one last time, even as the recipient was nought but a soulless body. “There were no lies within my truths. My love, whose face is as fair in her eternal sleep, is the only woman that this heart seeks.”

The torturous pang inside his chest grew more painful with a torment so unbearable that he had to hug your body, head on your chest while he listened to your nonexistent heartbeat. His love, his only love was gone.

You were victims of your family’s rancor. A strife between kinsfolks that put their pride above all else but resulted to casualties that halted a love so free, so beautiful, and so innocent.

Megumi wiped his damp face with his hand, standing back up in realization. So innocent but tainted, he bitterly laughed to himself.

And he laughed more. He was in a fit of laughter through his tears, staring at the Holy Cross as he fell unhinged with the shock of bereavement. His mind took him back to the day where his father harassed him to fulfill his duties as the Crown Prince.

The father that taught him that love could not make him happy as much as power would. How could he be stupid? If it was true, then why was King Toji miserable despite being seated on the highest throne?

“This,” he looked up at the cross with a manic smile that did not match his sorrowful eyes, “This is how it ends!”

For fifty years of kingdom strife shall end tonight.

“I’ll see you and come to you. I’ll woo you with true love and embrace you in these warm arms, take you in my heart and never have you leave,” he mumbled one last time, a kiss sealed on your lips before he unsheathed his dagger. The sound of skin ripped through the air and echoed through the chapel as Megumi stood still, blood gushing out of his pierced heart before he fell on the ground next to where your body lied.

In peace was where both lovers rested.

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𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐘/𝐍 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐦 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲’𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲-𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞.

𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐙𝐞𝐧’𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐙𝐞𝐧’𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲’𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

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[r-sunaslut]

Well time for me to go cry again because it looks exactly like him from the ff

post apocalypse with suna rintarou

— based on the fic wastelands.

art by the talented @aikk00 | commissioned by me

please do not use/repost anywhere.

[r-sunaslut]

YEAR 2200

↳ suna rintarou/reader (spinoff to wastelands)

“Gosh, it’s so crazy that we have a way to know what happened to us in our past lives.”

“I was a freaking widow in World War III.”

“History books say there was also a zombie apocalypse in the twenty-first century.”

“So, what were you in the past?”

“Dude, I was like born in the 1920’s or something.”

“What about you, Y/N?”

For the past hour of listening to your friends’ conversation, it was no denying that you became essentially bored and you wanted nothing else but to just change the topic. Both Naomi and Niko were enthusiastic on the topic of the past, and unlike them, you were a person who was rather interested in the future. Due to that contrast alone, your response was of insouciance, “I don’t know. I never bothered to find out.”

“Lame. What if you were married to the king of Japan or something?” Naomi presented the idea with a grin.

Niko, who was seated across the table, took a sip from his glass and allowed the alcohol to fuel his talkativeness. “Or maybe Y/N’s scared to know her past.”

You weren’t. You just didn’t like the thought of looking back knowing that it could ruin whatever you had at the present. “First of all, you guys are drunk so this talk about the past life doesn’t make it interesting to me.” You counted off your finger before you spoke, “Second, I’m gonna need a quick smoke so I’ll leave you guys for sec.”

“Boo, party pooper.”

“Call us if random guys tried to hit on you,” Naomi joked.

You gave them a playful wink before sliding out of the bar stool. It was only 11 PM but this university life was getting more and more laborious each day. Although going to this rooftop bar was supposedly a stress reliever, you would rather be in the comfort of your bed to recover from sleep deprivation.

Somehow, the air outside was surprisingly calming. You indulged on a few steps near the handrails to get a full view of the stretch of urban night life before you. The cityscape was a constellation that mirrored the starry night and rested in silence in contrast to the chattering noises and soft r&b music coming from inside the bar.

While the lack of human presence in the smoking area brought you serenity, there was a sudden heaviness in your heart that you couldn’t understand. A pounding that came out of nowhere as if your heart had fallen out of rhythm. You ignored it by fishing out your juul, inhaling the strawberry-flavored smoke from the small rod.

“Shit.”

The manly voice made you cock your head to the side only to see a man with middle-parted hair arriving in his chosen area. He was frowning at his own juul, tapping it against his palm in desperate attempts. You haven’t seen this man before but there was an uneasy feeling of déjà vu that you’ve chosen to just shrug off in your head.

You blew out the puff of white smoke from your mouth and returned your gaze at the luminescence of the moon that stared back at you in its heavenly brightness.

A clear of his throat was what gained your attention. That, and his decision to speak to you, “Do I know you?”

Once again, you looked at the stranger. He was wearing a dark sweater that matched his raven hair that was gelled in opposing directions. His fox eyes complemented his thin face and you would be a liar not to acknowledge his handsome, boy-next-door look.

But then again, you remembered his question and your pique arose. “Shouldn’t I ask you that?” you retorted, watching him lean on the handrail with an impressed grin. “You talked to me first, so why do you think I know you?”

“Chill, babe. I just feel like I’ve seen you somewhere.” His gaze on your face was full of interest.

You? You could only roll your eyes, betting that he was one of the notorious fuckboys in town. Although it was a bit surprising that he, too, felt a spark of familiarity towards you. “Yeah, right. Heard that from a lot of guys,” you ended up saying it to him as you were never one to let your guard down. Classic fuckboys. Maybe he was just trying to make a move.

“Do you live around here?” he inquired while you took another drag. The smoke filled your lungs in satisfaction before you released it back into thin air.

“Mhm,” you replied, “I’m in college.”

The genuine smile on his face caused another loud thumping on your heart. “Me, too. You go to Creston?”

Oh... Maybe that’s why. “Yeah, do you?”

He responded with a nod before offering a hand. “Cool, my name’s Rin.”

Despite your hesitation to fully entertain the man, your instinct led you to shake his hand. “Y/N.”

You wondered if something else crossed his mind because the slight crease on his forehead confused you. It seemed as if he was trying to discern you in his head, searching his deepest memories as if he could find any.

You doubted it. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just...” he trailed off, “my chest feels tight that’s why I went here for some fresh air but now I feel even more odd.”

“Well, too bad. I guess I should take my leave, then,” you excused yourself and prepared to leave, “my friends are waiting for me.”

And before you could, a tug on your wrist stopped you from your tracks. “Wait, can I at least have your number?” His smile was inviting. God, it must be the effect of his charm. “I really think we should date some time.”

You laughed under your breath, amazed by his confidence. “I really think you should know that I don’t date random guys I met at a rooftop bar.” Before you pivoted on your heels, you gave him an amused smirk. “See you around, Rin.”

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wastelands.

↳ suna rintarou x f!reader

— series masterlist.

summary: after a viral pandemic wiped out half of the world’s population, a group of abandoned young adults embark on a death-defying journey in hopes of finding a safe permanent home. unfortunately, for you and Rin, love is only a temporary option.

genre: heavy angst, unrequited, post apocalypse au, 18+

general masterlist + playlist + official art + group fanart

+ one + two + three + four + five + six + seven + eight + nine + ten + epilogue

status: completed

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list of racer nicknames bc i have to remember them all lol

oikawa - cypher

kuroo - dk

kita - sly fox

iwaizumi - indigo (indy by oikawa)

kenma - snake eyes

bokuto - blackjack

kageyama - tyrant

daishou - fangs

suna - enigma

osamu - ghost

atsumu - thrasher

ushijima - rambo by tendou, stallone by literally everyone else

tendou - red devil

semi - shadow

akaashi - spades

nishinoya - rolling thunder

tanaka - cueball

ukai - black lung

kyotani - mad dog

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Warning: Includes 18+ content

~Chapter 2~

Oikawa then looked back down at your lips again and connected his lips with your soft ones. I pulled away and looked at him. “You want to do it here right now?”. He looked at me and said “yeah why not?”. I replied “but what if everyone hears us”. He smirked and said “well then let them hear us princess”. Oikawa then attached his lips back onto mine and pushed me gently down on the bed so that my back was against it. He then licked my lips asking if he could enter. I wanted to tease him so I closed my mouth until he grabbed onto my left breast that was cover over from the dress and squeezed it. I let out a moan and opened my mouth which lead to oikawa slipping his tongue in. You guys were full on making out at this point. He then unattached his lips and started to move to my neck. He licked my neck and started to suck on it leaving bruises. I moaned when he started to suck on a certain spot on my neck. “I found you your spot princess”. Once oikawa left spots on your neck his hands started to move down to ur curves that your dress was covering. He then was getting impatient. “Take it off princess”. I got up and slowly took of the strapless red dress. Once the dress and underwear was off my whole body was all being exposed in front of him. He smirked and gently pushed me back on the bed. “Wow princess you looks so beautiful”. I blushed at his words. He then slides his hand on the side of your naked body. He attached his lips back onto yours. While you guys were kissing one of his hands slowly started to make there way down to your heat. You gasped at the touch that was now going to reach down there. “Now let be quiet I don’t think you want the other to hear. now do you princess?”. I closed my mouth so that no noises wouldn’t come out but once his 2 fingers started to slide into my heat I let out a loud moan at the feeling of his 2 fingers sliding in and out. “You like that huh princess”. I nodded implying it was a yes. I then try to let out some words but couldn’t fully say it “g-go fa-ster p-please”. He replied back with “huh? Couldn’t hear you princess. You need to speak louder.” He was now testing my patients with his teasing. “PLEASE OIKAWA GO FASTER PLEASEEE”. He smirked. “As you wish my princess”. His fingers then started to go faster into my heat. I let out loud moans not caring that anyone could hear at this point. Oikawa’s other hand went to reach my breast and squeeze it giving me more pleasure. I then felt a know in my stomach. “O-oikawa i-im go-ing to c-cum”. He started to move his fingers faster. “Not yet princess you need to beg if you want to cum”. You really wanted to come so badly since his fingers were going faster into your heat and you couldn’t hold it any longer. “PLEASEEE D-DADDY LET ME COME!!”. Oikawa was shocked by the name you gave him. He said “alright princess go ahead come on my fingers and also for now on address me as your daddy”. I came on his fingers and he took his fingers out and put his fingers in his mouth to taste you. “Wow you taste so good princess”. He slide his fingers that he licked and placed it in my mouth so I can taste myself. Once he placed his fingers in my mouth for me to taste he took them out. I asked “ daddy why are you still in your clothes”. Oikawa replied back with “ I was going to wait until you took them off for me”. I sit up from the bed and started to take off his shirt.

I threw his shirt to the side of the bed then went down to his pants. I saw his little friend getting impatient and you decided to pull his pants and boxers down at the same time. I took them off and threw them across the room. I was shocked by how big his cock was. You just wanted to suck on it badly. Oikawa looked at you. “ so are you going suck on my cock or are you just going to stare at it princess?”. I turned oikawa around so that he was against the headboard of the bed. I got down in front of him. I grabbed on his cock and saw his pre-cum dripping. I slowly started to move my hand up and down on his cock. He let out a small groan. Once I was satisfied I slowly put his cock in my mouth. I try to take it all in as much as I can and the part that I couldn’t take in I rapped my hands around it. I feel oikawa grab my hair and plush my head down so that his cock was hitting the back of my throat. Once his cock was fully in my mouth he started to grab my hair and make my head move up and down sucking on his cock. I sucked on his cock making sure I was doing everything right. I see from the corner of my eye his mouth opened wide open letting out moans. “Suck faster on this cock princess”. I sucked faster on his cock. Eventually I started to gag since I couldn’t take it much longer. My eyeliner and mascara was smudged from the tears that were coming out. I kept going until he said “OH SHITTT IM GONN CUM PRINCESS!”. I went faster sucking on his cock. He came in my mouth. “Swallow it all up”. I swallowed it up and stuck out my tongue so he can he see. “Good job princess now come sit on my lap”. I went to sit on his lap. I felt his cock touch my heat while I was on him. “I want you to ride my cock princess”. I blushed hard when he said that. “I’ll help you if you need help” he replied. I get up a little and grab on his cock and slowly punched myself down onto it. “O-OHH FUC-K D-DADDY”. He smiled and said “yes princess take my cock into your pretty little cunt”. Once his cock was fully in me I start to move up and down on his cock slowly. Oikawa grabbed my hips and pushed up and down to go slowly then faster. We were both a moaning mess. “F-UCK DADDYY”. He pushed his cock faster into my heat. I couldn’t move much at this point so I let him take control. His cock kept hitting my g-spot which lead me to moaning his name out louder. He liked the noises that were coming out my mouth, he liked hearing you scream his name. I started to feel a knot in my stomach form. I couldn’t hold it any longer. “Daddy I’m going to c-cum” I said. “Just wait a little longer princess, wait until I’m there”. I couldn’t keep it in any longer. Oikawa kept going faster into my heat which started to burn. Which he was still trying to reach his climax he grab my neck a started to choke me. I could barley breath since he was choking me a little to hard. He said “ready princess”. I nod and slowly we both started come. He came inside me and and took his cock out of me. I got off of him and laid next to him on the bed. “How was it princess”. I smiled back at him. “Amazing Daddy”. He smiled and came closer to me and landed a kiss on my lips. “I’m glad you liked it”. I smiled back at him and looked into his eyes and said “ I love you”. He replied “I love you too. Now shall we go back to the party my princess”. I nob my head as a yes. He got up and started to pick up his clothes and put them on. I got up but ended up falling. Oikawa came up to me and helped me. He went through the closet and took out a hoodie and some sweats for you to wear. He threw them to you and told you to put them on. I put them on and then tried getting back up. My legs were to week so Oikawa ended up helping me. He grabbed my waist and helped me out the door and walk downstairs back to the party. (Scroll down more)

This was the most best Friday night I ever had.

~THE END~

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Warning: includes 18+ content in the next chapter

~Chapter 1~

It’s Thursday December 5th and you woke up to your loud alarm going off. I tried to grab it to drop it and make break it on the ground but missed. My younger sister comes into my room to come wake me up but I have already woken up since my alarm clock already went off. My sister comes to tell you to get ready and to go downstairs and eat. I got up and got change and put my h/c hair into a ponytail and but the teal blue bow on my head and did everything else I needed to do. I went down stairs and saw b/n there waiting for me so we can both walk together to school.

{ time skip to school}

While I was walking to my class with b/n. She turned to me and said “hey y/n do you think you can come to this party that is happening at oikawa’s house on Tomorrow?” I start to blush at the name because you had a huge crush on oikawa. Me and oikawa have never talked before only a few time here and there but never really had a full on conversation. While I were spacing out b/n look at me “ hello earth to y/n”. I turned my head back around facing towards b/n. “So do you want to come with me or not?” She asked. I nodded my head as to say I were saying yes.

{time skip to 6th period (lunch)}

I was walking to lunch looking for b/n until my eyes caught a chocolate hair boy staring at me from his table. I turned around trying to look away until I bumped into a spiky black hair boy. “ hey are you okay?” I looked to see who it was and it was Iwaizumi. He reached for my hand and said “yes I’m okay thank you for helping me up”. He gave me a smile and I smiled back at him. I then forgot that I was looking for my friend. I excused myself and went walking out the cafeteria and started walking looking for my friend. I found b/n and walked up to her and told her I were looking for her.

{time skip to after school}

Me and b/n finally finished school and while we were walking b/n started talking “hey y/n earlier today I saw oikawa talking to some girl in the hallway”. I started to feel something bad in your stomach when I heard her say that. I turned to her and said “it’s okay he can talk to who ever he wants. I’m not even interesting anyways, he probably doesn’t know I exist cause all we ever talked was only like a few words, so he probably forgot who I was”. I then remember that u both were staring into each other’s eyes at lunch when you were trying to look for your friend. B/n started talking and it snapped you out of your thoughts. Her saying “ hey don’t think that. On Friday when we go to that party you will loosen up and you will forget about oikawa and move on”. I turned to her and said “ yeah I hope so”.

{time skip to you house}

Once I got into my house I ran up to my room and closed my door and plopped down on my soft comfortable bed. I went through my phone until I stopped on an Instagram post that was of Oikawa and his friends at one of his volleyball practices . I started to feel something warm on your cheeks and noticed that I was blushing hard and as a tomato. I turned my phone off and got up to do my homework. Once I was finished doing my homework I went to take a shower and then went to bed. While I was going to bed I then remember that tomorrow would be a good day since I will be going to party and I was going to loosen up and forget about Oikawa and hopefully get over him.

{Next morning}

I woke up to get ready for school as fast as possible since I was late for school. I went to the bathroom and put on my uniform and brushed my teeth and did my hair. Once I was finished I grabbed my bag and ran down stairs rushing through the door. Before I could run out the door my sister stopped me. “Y/n your not going to eat breakfast?” I answered her and said “no sorry, i have to get to school I’m late”. I ran out the door running to school since it was only like 10 mins away from my house. Once I got to school I ran in and ran fast to my class. I walked in my class when my teacher looked and me and said “y/n why are you late?” I replied “ sorry I woke up late”. My teacher nods and told me not to be late again next time. I went to take my seat. While I were sitting at my desk I remembered about the party that was going to happen tonight.

{time skip to lunch}

I went to the cafeteria and went to go sit with b/n. We were talking for a bit until she spoke “hey y/n so the party is tonight you know and you should wear something hot”. I blushed and remembered I had a outfit already planned out sitting in my closet. I turned to her and said okay. I then turned to see what Oikawa was doing and I see that he was staring at me. I looked away fast and started to talk to my friend. I started to wonder why Oikawa was staring at me. I blushed again at the thought of him staring at me.

{time skip to after school}

I walked out of school walking towards the gate until I saw Oikawa standing there talking to Iwaizumi. You and Iwaizumi weren’t really close, but I did have like two classes with him which in one of those classes we did have a project together that we had to do. I then saw b/n waiting for me at the gate and I walked towards her. Iwaizumi saw me and walked towards me before me and b/n could walk home. He stopped in front of me and said “hey y/n right? I was wondering if you were coming to the party tonight”. I looked up at home and said “yes I will be coming”. I gave him a smile and excuse myself and went back to walking with my friend. While we were walking to my house my friend turned to me and said “I’ll text you when I’m at your house to come pick you up for the party”.

{Time skip to your house}

I got to my house and took my shoes off and went up stairs to do my homework since you knew you didn’t want to do it over the weekend. I wanted to get it over with. Once I finished doing my homework you went to get ready. I had 3 hours to get ready. It was currently 5pm and the party was going to start at 7 which gave me plenty of time. I got up from my chair and walked into the bathroom and turned on the water to the shower. I stripped off my clothes and threw them in the dirty. Once the water was warm and steamy I walked in and let the warm water run down my back. I washed my hair and shaved my legs and your crotch because who knows I might get laid at the party. When I finished taking a shower I grab the towel and put one on my head and one rapping around my body. I got out the shower and started to dry myself off so that I wasn’t soaking wet anymore. Once I done drying yourself off I went to my closet and picked up my outfit for the party. It was a red sparkle strapless dress that hung above my knees. I put the dress on and it fit all my curves on my body. I looked in the mirror and smiled to myself saying “damn I’m looking pretty hot up in this dress”. Once I put the dress on I only had 1 and a half hour to get ready. I dried my hair and then grabbed the flat iron to make my hair straight since you didn’t like your natural wavy hair. Once I finished doing my hair I put on some light makeup. I put on a little bit of foundation to cover my spots on my face , eyeliner, mascara, and tiny bit of black eyeshadow under my eyes. I put on some of my favorite cherry chapstick on my lips. Once I looked in the mirror I was surprised of how beautiful I looked. I turned my phone on to see that I only had 10 mins left before b/n came to pick me up. You went to your closet to pic up some red sparkly heels that matched with your dress. They were only like 2 inches high since you didn’t like wearing really high heels. I put them on and grabbed my coat. Right when I was about to head downstairs b/n texted me saying she’s here. I grabbed my keys to your house and walked out the door locking it. I walked to her car and opened the door to get in. While we were driving to Oikawa‘a house b/n started talking “Heyyyy girly ready to get drunk tonight?!!” I looked at her and said yes because you did want to forget about Oikawa.

{time skip to oikawa’s house}

When we got to oikawa’s house there was loud music coming out from it. So many people outside talking, making out and dancing. I started to get nervous since it’s been so long since I’ve have been to a party. B/n friend tapped my shoulder and said “come on let’s go inside Time to get drunk”. You guys walked towards the house and walked in. When we walked in the loud music from the outside got louder when we were inside. I saw so much more people inside the house. Everyone was dancing. My b/n tapped my shoulder again saying that we should walk to the kitchen to find some tequila or beer. Once we walked to the kitchen b/n saw people holding a tequila bottle. B/n walked up to them and ask them to give her two shots. They grabbed the mini glass cups and poured some in there. they gave it to b/n and she took them and walked back towards me. She handed me the shot. "here drink this it will help loosen up". You took the shot and hesitated either to drink it or not. I then remembered I was here to forget about Oikawa. I took the shot and drank it down until is was completely gone. I started to feel a little dizzy but I completely faded yet. I turned around and notice that my friend is not there anymore and left me. I was starting to sweat because I didn’t know what to do. I calmed down and went to walk around the party. I found Iwaizumi standing by himself and so I went up to him. “Hey Iwaizumi” I said. “Oh hey y/n. Do you like the party so far?” he asked. You replied back with “ Yes Im enjoying it but my friend left me and I don’t know where she is”. We were talking for a while until he asked if I wanted to take shots since you guys wanted to have fun, and what better way than to having fun than to drink alcohol. I nod my head and said yes. We walked to kitchen and he went to grab a freshly non-opened tequila bottle. He opened it and poured some into 10 shots. He moved 5 shots to your side and the 5 other shots to his side. We both drank the down 5 shots at the same time. At this point you had already had 6 shots since I had one earlier. We were both drunk at this point.

{time skip to 10 mins later of you and Iwaizumi dancing}

Me and Iwaizumi were full on gone. We were both drunk. You guys were dancing on each other and everything. I didn’t notice since me and him were drunk. Out of no where Oikawa comes up to us and ask to talk to me. Oikawa was jealous that he saw me dancing on Iwa. He didn’t like seeing you dance with other guys. So he pulled you away and walked you up to the stairs with him. You guys stopped at a door. You didn’t know who’s room it was but you didn’t care. He closed the door behind him locked it. I looked at him confused wondering why we were up in a room. For god sant we don’t even talk to each other so that made made wonder more why we were up in a room by ourselves. You started to feel something weird in I stomach because I noticed that we were alone. He turned around and looked at me. Oikawa started talking “Heyyy” I then looked confused and said hey. He walked towards me and told me to sit on the bed. I followed his request and went to sit on the edge of the bed. He followed and sat on the bed. He turns to make sure he was looking at me. I then was shocked by the words that came out of his mouth. “Hey y/n I know we don’t talk a lot and we only had a few words come out our mouth here and there but I would just like to tell you that I like you”. My eyes widen at the words he said. “I like you”. I started to blushed. Right when I started to blush I looked away so that oikawa wasn’t looking. I mumbled out the words so “ I do too”. He then was confused and ask what I said again. I told him in my clear voice “ I do too”. Oikawa’s eyes then widen and was happy he heard those words but then the words that came out your mouth mad him stop smiling. “Why?” I asked “why do you like me?”. He then started to talk “I like you because your interesting. Your not like like other girls I have met before. All the girls I have met are either fangirls that scream when they see me or girls that only like me because of my looks. But you. You never seem to be like them. Your like in your own world. That’s why ur interesting to me.” I turned my head because I knew I was blushing again. He lifted his hand and turned my head over so that I was facing him. He looked at you lips and back up to ur eyes. “You know you do look pretty hot tonight in that red dress. Were you trying to impress someone? If so was it for Iwa?” I looked at his eyes and then said “no. I dressed nice so I can enjoy myself tonight and my plan was to forget about you” he smirked and then said “well I guess you failed princess”.

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Friday Night- Oikawa x reader

Warning: includes 18+ content

(First fanfic so I hope you enjoy it!!!)

Y/n = your name

B/n = Bestfriend name

H/c = Hair color

|| A girl who has a crush on a boy named Oikawa. They never really talked but had said a few words to each other before but not a full on conversation. One day her friend invited her to a party so that you can loosen up a bit and forget about Oikawa. But what happens when her friend leaves her by herself at the party and y/n ends ups sleeping with Oikawa? ||

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Definitely recommend to read it😫😌

blame it on the whiskey - eren j x reader;

in which a series of unfortunate events leads to your guts being rearranged.

12k words | nsfw | modern au

cw; overstimulation, choking, slapping, rough sex, hate sex, hickeys ouuu, biting, scratching, dirty talk, degradation, eren praises literally once, teasing, orgasm denial ish, eren doesnt use a condom, cum play ish, spitting, um this is just DIRTY so enjoy

“i literally just don’t understand why he’s here.” your complaining was filling the small kitchen, you body propped up on the island seated in the middle of the room. “i mean he’s just so annoying.. i don’t understand you guys, y'all-”

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