#I LOVE WHEN PEOPLE MAKE ME KEINOVA AUS
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"You look beautiful," Keiji whispered as she sat next to him under the mandap. She could only manage a small smile and a nod as the priest began chanting, trying to calm her nerves. At least he's attractive, she thought. Ever since she got the news of her betrothal to the prince of Gwalior, her stomach had been in a tizzy and she had been prone to fainting spells, too shocked at the prospect of her parents giving her away to eat. She had a small inkling of how her parents could send their daughter off to a completely unknown place simply to secure an alliance, but she supposed that it was the impending threat of the British taking their land and their dignity. However, that didn't settle her quietly building homesickness of the rocky beaches, beautiful horses, and fragrant flowers of Pune, her home. Gwalior was unsafe. Gwalior was dangerous.
Her nervous gaze awkwardly met Keiji's intense one in a dance throughout the wedding ceremony, and it certainly didn't abate now that they sat across each other at her parents' long dining table through course after course of delectable (yet strangely bland) food. Her nervousness must have penetrated the wall between Keiji and herself, because she felt a strange warmth enveloping her hand as she poked at her rasmalai. A quiet shriek escaped her painted lips and she gave Keiji—who nudged a small piece of parchment into her hands—a strange look. She looked down into her lap, unfurling the small roll of parchment to see a message that sent her eyes upward once more. To her shock, Keiji had already disappeard, having excused himself with a whisper to his own parents. She excused herself as well—to the bemusement of her elders—before hurrying out of the room.
Quietly nodding at the guards stationed at every fifth column (security had to be tight these days with both the British and the Mughals invading their matrabhoomi), she rushed towards her favorite spot in the palace gardens. How Keiji found out, she didn't know, but it probably had to do with giggling and all too eager maids charmed by silk sherwanis and a silver tongue. She internally rolled her eyes at that thought as she finally arrived at the grandiose fountain situated in the center of the gardens. The gurgling water accompanied with the slight hum of bees imported from Europe and hibiscus brought from China made for a perfect reading spot. Of course, Keiji was to be found with his hands making ripples in the pristine water, his face sporting a calm and collected gaze (as a prince should have). A small green monster formed inside her as she saw the oh-so-glorious prince contaminating her water, but she shoved her wrath down, opting for a serene smile. "Why is it that you called me?" Keiji didn't answer. Of course. His focus was on the beautiful fountain filled with floating lamps and flower petals—decorations for the wedding—and how gorgeous his hand looked against the scene. Not that the prince wasn't gorgeous—Nova could admit that much. His dreamy pools of royal blue finally met hers, reflecting the candlelight of the palace, holding nothing more than respect.
"I wanted a chance to talk to you before you're shipped away from your home with a husband I assume you didn't want, unless I'm taking the wrong meaning from your expressions towards me." Her shocked face, perfectly illuminated by the fountain's glow, revealed her answer. While she could admit that she had married an attractive and well-mannered admi, he was still unfamiliar, just like Gwalior.
Gathering her senses back, her gaze turned sharp and unfeeling, not wanting to reveal any more to him. "As they say, people have a fear of the unknown, and for good reason too." Keiji chuckled at that, and Nova felt a bit vindicated. He was treating her like a child!
"You never cease to amaze me, princess. Your wit is as endearing as the sindhoor in your hair." Her face heated at that statement as she glared at him.
"What are you playing at?"
The prince stood up at that, walking towards her and tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "If you hadn't noticed yet, wife, we are married. I know that this...arrangement...isn't ideal for you, but I want to make this work. You will be future queen of Gwalior, and we both know that we will have too much responsibility to have animosity between us. I hope you will keep that in mind as we move forward." Keiji brazenly brushed his lips against her dusted cheeks, pulling away with a small smile. "Good night, wife. I'll see you tomorrow." He walked away after sending her an intense look, leaving her with the sounds of the fountain and the fragrance of the hibiscus.
AND THAT CONCLUDES MY GIFT TO YOU FOR SO MANY HEADCANONS! i might make a multi-chapter fic outta this bc it was too fun to write-
HCKWKDKWKDKWNDDN I RANTED ABOUT THIS IN YOUR INBOX AND COULDVE SWORN I POSTED IT BUT THIS IS SO COOL?!?! LIKE THIS IS SUCH A CONCEPT
i would never hate keiji EVER but this is an interesting twist on the typical royal au and is also giving me a lot of tigers curse vibes (read those books they are very lovely) DJWMDMWND ANJALI THANK YOU 💕💕💕🥺🥺✨✨💕💕
#cosmic mailbox#💌atsunjali#anjali 🍓#moots✨#keinova ❣️#I LOVE WHEN PEOPLE MAKE ME KEINOVA AUS#THEYRE SO AMAZING OMG#and this is also fiercely adorable
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or or, a band au, now listen up
you are a lead singer in a rock/pop band (bc your voice is just mwah)
akaashi is a violinist in an orchestra
so he's classical and you're modern yk
now listen, despite having a thing for classical music, he still likes to listen to pop and whatnot.
so this is also a bit of a college au as they host gigs for bands and people around campus come to watch
so akaashi attends said gigs
because they're fun
anyway, so one day he sees you with your band, doing your thing
and his heart went wOOSH
because omg, your voice
so it was love at first sight
or rather song actually
since he still didnt have any info on you or your band he continued to attend the gigs
and he noticed your timeline and whatnot
he was building up courage to talk to you
because omg, you're so pretty and talented
so one day, as the gigs were finished, he got backstage looking for you
he spots you and you gasp
turns out you've heard of him as top violinist too, and were a fan <3
and that's when the fun begins
i swear IM NOT EVER going to get used to compliments on my voice 😳
but okay let me HOLLER ABOUT THIS KEINOVA BAND AU IM YELLING djwjdjwndjwndnwnfnwnd
okay first of all — keiji swooning over me and my voice already has me internal butterflies KDKWNSSN 🥺🥺🥺😳😳😳😳💕💕😩😩😩😩😳😳 but then I LOVE CLASSICAL so backstage would be so fun omg i am
wow i love this a lot
let’s see…. let me whip up something for you and iwa real quick because i’ll be damned if i don’t repay the favor
• how about that medieval au but we’re going to focus on duke iwaizumi hajime of seijoh instead 👀 >> so like we’ve established in the past, hajime and tooru were our childhood friends @ the academy AND they were also illusionists, but they knew of the consequences of being found out, so they ran off early and established their places in the monarchy of a foreign kingdom
• but in this universe that i’m giving you, instead of us having to resort to assassinating the fukurodani prince and duke (which we do still technically have to do and i’ll fail miserably), hajime comes back for you because he realizes we had been caught and had harbored these feelings for you for such a long time and would be damned if anything happened to you >> so he comes back and makes sure we’re safe and don’t have to do shady shit to live
• you two share a lot of meaningful conversation but also….this is you and hajime….there will be ✨tension✨ because of proximity, shared values, and the sheer reason that both of you are hotties (i take no criticism none at all) >>> he would probably find himself in situations with you where he’s like….. “can i kiss her….can i just—” until he does finally lose his composure and kisses you senseless because how else does he convey those feelings ;)
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KEINOVA: stellar reunion
trope: strangers to lovers (kinda), college au synopsis: you keep finding cryptic sticky notes left in the astronomy textbooks in the reference section, only signed with “K”. who is it and why are you starting to fall in love with this “K” person when you’ve never seen them... or have you?
» keiji had a habit of seeking solace in the reference section of the library before he started working on his assignments between classes
» he had a particular affinity for astronomy textbooks because the cosmos fascinated him
» so he started writing little messages on sticky notes and leaving them in the textbooks in that section for someone else to find, not that he expected a response at all — after all, nobody really went to the reference section, much less read astronomy textbooks for fun
» one day you wandered into the same section of that library — you wanted to browse the fiction books but it was your first time at that specific library on campus
» one particular astronomy textbook seemed to catch your eye and you opened it — you were surprised to find a folded lilac-colored sticky note fall out of from between the pages
» you unfolded it and it read, “why do some people say ‘the sun and the stars’? don’t they know that the sun is also a star?” it was only signed with “K”, and the date on the sticky note was from a few weeks ago
» you were a bit baffled as to why “the sun is also a star” was italicized, but then it hit you — could it be? was he hinting to something else in the library?
» you frantically scrambled to the fiction section of the library, whispering the dewey call number like a mantra
» you finally got to the end of the row of shelves, author last names W-Z — the book the sun is also a star by nicola yoon stood out to you like a sore thumb
» flipping through the pages of the book at a lighting speed, another lilac sticky note fell out. it was signed with “K” and written in the same handwriting, dated the same date as the previous sticky note
» this one read, “many know of the little prince that lived long ago, but few know of a little princess that fell in love with him.” since the latter title was in italics, you decided to look for that book because you assumed all the titles with clues were italicized
» once again, you searched through the shelves for frances hodgson burnett, and you found it right next to a secret garden
» just like that, you followed the trail of italicized book titles and read the sticky notes until you were led back to the reference section
» the last sticky note ended up being in the textbook right next to the astronomy book you found the first note in
» upon opening the last folded sticky note, it read, “why is it that you bake cookies and cook bacon?”
» you burst out laughing — you didn’t know whether it was the message left on the last note or the fact that you spent the last hour or so going around the library in one giant circle
» you decided to make a trail of your own, signing the notes with "nova" and leaving your first sticky note where the last one was and having the clues lead back to the astronomy textbook
» your last note read, “true but have you considered baking bakies and cooking cookon? p.s. your note made me laugh so loudly the librarian had to shush me i hate you >:(”
» was it some form of petty payback? yes, but it was worth it
» especially when you got your answer in the same book a few days later: “you actually had me believe bakies and cookons were a thing -.- smh i’ll get you back for that >:/”
» and just like that, you and akaashi started sending sticky notes back and forth — the trail of clues weren’t nearly as long as the first one, but it served as more like book recommendations for each other — and you two also shared some of the happenings in your lives or some deep musings you had
» you felt like you could tell them anything and they wouldn’t judge you for it — “K” would even cheer you on if you were having a particularly stressful time with assignments or if you had an exam coming up
» slowly over the next few months, you felt like you knew this “K” personally even though you had never met them before
» apparently the reason why you two had never crossed paths before was because “K” had morning classes while you had evening classes — he had an internship at a nearby manga studio in the evenings
» also, during that time, you also started to notice this particular black-haired guy with glasses and an impeccable sense of fashion all around campus — he was attractive, you weren’t going to deny that, but something about him caught your attention for some reason
» every time you’d walk past him, you’d wonder what major he was, the brand of cologne he use, the types of book he’d read, everything
» it wasn’t until one fateful day near the end of the second semester — you went to the library as usual hoping to find more notes from this mysterious “K” person
» the notes had become more sporadic over the past few weeks because finals season was coming up, and everyone was busy studying in hopes of passing their courses
» but when you got to the reference section, you were surprised to see the same guy you saw everywhere on campus sitting on the floor with lilac sticky notes beside him
» could it be?!, you thought. at first you thought it was probably a coincidence, since the campus book center also sold the notepads in the same color (albeit they were incredibly overpriced)
» your mouth spoke before your brain caught up with your words: “K?”
» akaashi looked up at you with curious eyes, cocking his head to the side like a puppy. “you couldn’t have known that... unless you’re— nova?!”
» you were too speechless to say anything, so you just nodded vigorously and sat down beside him
» “what’re you reading, uh, K?” you asked him. it felt kind of awkward now that he was sitting right in front of you and his real name was probably something other than an alias on a sticky note
» “call me keiji,” he responded with a soft smile. “here, i’m reading the seven wonders of the world.”
» you eyed the notepad next to him on the floor. “i see. are you taking notes?”
» “i was, until you came along.”
» “... what do you mean? i’m not sure i follow.”
» “i’d think i have to add your name to the list.” he pulled out a sharpie from his pocket and uncapped it with his teeth (which you thought was pretty sexc ngl)
» he wrote your name on a sticky note, peeled it off from the stack, and stuck it to the back of the book. “this can be our little secret,” he said with a wink.
» you brain just... kind of short-circuited at that point — you were secretly sending notes back and forth with the most attractive guy on campus for months and now he’s here in the flesh actually flirting with you ?!?!!!?!?!
» apparently you were freaking out so much to the point where you missed the part where he asked you out on a cafe date after finals season was over
» you just frantically nodded and he assumed it was a yes
TWO MONTHS LATER
» finals season ended and you made it a point to hang out with akaashi at least once a week; the two of you hit it off immediately and it just felt natural to be around him
» one day, when you were on a nice picnic in the park with him, he asked, “enjoying this date, nova?”
» you didn’t get the memo that you two were a thing yet, just friends who’d kissed... more than a couple of times and did couple stuff all the time
» “wait what— since when were we dating?!”
» now both of you were confused until he told you that he asked you out that day you first met in the library
» you had no idea that happened since your mind was racing a million miles a minute when it happened
» you didn’t really hear what he said so you just nodded in hopes of it being a valid answer
» after you told akaashi your side of the story, he just burst out laughing
» both of you collapsed in a fit of laughter and everyone else in the park looked at you two like you went crazy
» but it was probably one of the best days of your life considering the guy who you had a crush on reciprocated your feelings
» he’d never let you live it down, though — he would bring it up at every family reunion thereafter
» it was okay since the day that you found the notes in the book in the library and met him months later was fate — it was a fated reunion of wandering stars pulled into each others’ orbits
i'm so sorry nova this is hot shit but i hope you enjoyed reading this <3 dumblr is a bastard and i had to rewrite this like 2 times but ily nova u3u i hope you liked this very very belated au swap TwT
SILLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I KNOW I SCREAMED ABOUT THIS ON DISC BUT OMG THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS EVER XIANXKAKXKAMDMSMDMD I HAVE RE-READ IT LIKE FIFTEEN TIMES NOW 🥺🥺🥺😩😩🥰🥰🥰🥰🤩🤩🤩🤩💕💕💕💕💕✨✨✨✨✨ thank you so much for writing this for me <333
brb this masterpiece belongs on my selfships masterlist rn
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