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[doingitforbokuto]

The White Knight - Chapter Ten

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Summary: Both you and Kita have a painful past that you need to face - for better or for worse.

Words: 2,005

Warnings: brief mentions of death

Your Point Of View 

You blinked at your brother, trying to process what he had said.

“Talk about Garret?” You repeated his words. “What..” You swallowed, “what exactly is there to talk about?” 

“What is there to talk about?!” Ethan's eyes almost bulged out of his head. “What is there to talk about? You almost got killed! You almost got killed by one of my best friends and you're asking me what there is to talk about!” He threw his hands in the air. 

You couldn't tell if it was anger or frustration that got him so agitated but it was clear that something was weighing heavily on his heart, something he cared about deeply. And there you were, thinking he did not even spare you a thought, only because he had not come to visit you. Perhaps he had not visited you because he cared too much, because he needed to calm down. If this was how agitated he got over this weeks after it had happened, how did he act the days after? You had only seen him for a quick moment when he had come to check on your wound shortly after he had heard about the incident and you truly were not in a state to worry about anyone but yourself then. He must have been upset. And then he started sorting through every knight in the castle, making sure that no one else could become a threat to you. He did care about you. Too much so. But that had not been a thought that crossed your mind up until this moment. 

He took two big steps now, easily closing the distance between you two and took your hands into his. You hadn't even noticed you had reached out to him - but you had. You needed him, you needed your big brother who always kept you safe. 

The rims of his eyes glistened with tears and pain painted his features. His voice was a whisper when he spoke, his face closer to you than he had been in a long, long time.

“I am so, so sorry.” He swallowed. “I am so sorry I did not see it coming. I should have noticed, I should have kept him away from you, I should have protected you better, I - I should have done something -” 

“Ethan,” you interrupted his rambling. “This is not your fault-” 

“Isn't it?” Now he was the one interrupting you. “I am the reason he even had the opportunity to do this. I am the reason he was here, at court. I am the reason he had access to the part of the castle that houses the royal quarters. I am the reason you have to deal with this..” His fingertips came up to graze over the bandages that still covered your wound. “I was his friend. I should have seen it coming.” 

“Did you?” 

“No. And I'll always hate myself for it.” 

You squeezed your brother's hands. He was blaming himself for someone else's actions and it hurt you to see him like this. What Garret did was horrible but it did not have anything to do with Ethan, you were sure. He thought he should have seen it coming, but how could he have? What are the signs of someone planning to break into your sister's bedroom to threaten her into marrying them and then taking her hostage, trying to kill her when everything goes wrong? Who could have ever imagined that someone as close to the family as Garret would do something like that? You certainly did not and you doubted that Ethan ever had a chance to see it coming, either.

“I do not hate you for it. I could never hat you.” 

He looked at you with hopeful eyes. “Never?” he asked. “Not even when I was being an asshole to you?” 

“Ethan!” You rolled your eyes, unable to stay serious - despite the situation, you could not help but feel at ease with your brother. Yes, your relationship had been strained as of late, but there was no one in the world that would speak this freely with you. Not your father, not your servants, not even your friends. He was still your brother. 

“Sorry,” he shot you a gentle smile. “But I am serious. I did behave horribly towards you. Especially ever since.. I mean - these last years I..” He broke off, unsure of what to say. Or perhaps he knew what he wanted to say, but just could not bring himself to say it. You felt like you had an idea what words were stuck in his throat. 

“It is hard to behave normally when your mother dies,” you said, hoping to ease his burden at least a little. A burden that both of you had to carry, though you two had never truly shared it with each other. Each one of you had been too overwhelmed by carrying your own package that you did not have the time or energy to check on the other one. But perhaps that would have eased the weight. Perhaps it was what you needed to be doing now.

“I know I haven't been very pleasant to be around after she left us,” you continued. “And it was probably even harder for you, having to step up as father's most trusted advisor since he lost her. You had so many duties to the kingdom and you were still so young then. You were almost a boy, beingforcedacinto the duties of a man. I don't know how you managed to get through all of that. You must have suffered so much.” 

Now the words were getting stuck in your throat. You had been so wrapped up in your own suffering that you had been almost blind to the things your brother had to go through. The death of your mother. Replacing her as the person your father always asked for advice. Fighting in an uprising trying to take advantage of the weakened king. Now, losing one of his closest friends. And you thought you had it hard. 

Suddenly, two strong arms pulled you into a tight hug. 

“I would have suffered less if I had just talked to you,” your brother whispered. His voice was muffled as he pressed his face into your shoulder. “I've missed you so much.” He was crying now, sobbing into your gown. “I abandoned you.” 

“No, no -” Why was he talking like this now? Why was he crying? Panic started to rise up your spine. Did you just make everything worse when you were trying to make him feel better? 

“Yes, I did!” He sobbed. “I was so angry because I had to run around and do everything father wanted, I thought - I seriously thought you had it easier. I thought you didn't appreciate how easy your life was. I am so sorry. I shut you out and turned a blind eye to every hardship you were facing.” 

He pulled back to look at you. Both of your cheeks were wet from your tears. When was the last time you had seen your brother cry? And when was the last time you two had been this close? 

“You were so alone, weren't you?” Ethan asked you. His voice was quivering from his previous sobs, but quiet, gentle. He was the big brother you looked up to again. The one that blew onto your scraped knees when you were children. The one that scared away boys that played tricks on you. The one that taught you how to make a slingshot. 

You nodded, fresh tears running down your cheeks, your neck. 

“I'm sorry,” he whispered. “I was, too. I would have saved both of us a lot of pain had I not been such a selfish asshole.”

“It's not just your fault.” You pulled out a handkerchief from your dress-pocket to wipe our running nose. “I was pretty much doing the same thing.” 

Ethan smiled at that. “We are two idiots, aren't we?” 

And then, finally, for the first time in God knows how long, your brother's laughter filled your room again. 

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Kita's Point Of View 

The sun was still warming his face when he took a walk through the streets near the training ground. He had been dismissed from his duties earlier than usual when you and your brother decided to go for a walk in the royal gardens. 

Since your brother was with you, a knight was not needed for your protection and Kita could have some rare time to himself.

As he strolled through the streets, he found himself looking for things you might enjoy: A flower. A group of friends, laughing. A bird singing. A cat chasing that bird. A rock shimmering in the sun. It wasn't that he planned on showing you these things - he knew how constricted you were in where you were allowed to go - but it made him happy to know that you would find some happiness in these things as well. The way that you were starting to look at the world now was what he had wished for the entire time. You weren't as happy as you should be just yet, but he was sure that in due time, all would be well. 

As he kept on walking through the streets, he rounded a corner and saw a stray dog was rolling around in the dirt, warming up his belly in the sunlight. Kita paused to look at him for a moment. That was what he wished for you. To just be able to go out, into the sun, and be happy. Not needing anything else, not having to worry about anything else. Just being able to enjoy the simple pleasures that the world offered to you.

He lifted his face up to the sun, closing his eyes. It was what he wished for himself, too. If you could be happy, then he would be happy too. Then he wouldn't have to worry about anything else. Perhaps that goal was not so unreachable now. Just when you left with your brother, you were smiling, holding onto his arm and walking out into the sunlight. The glimmer of hope Kita had had for your future was slowly growing into fire that warmed his heart.

Kita allowed himself another moment to enjoy the warmth on his face and the one in his heart. Without even meaning to, his mind wandered to memories of your smile, of a leaf getting tangled up in your hair, of your skirt moving as you walked through the gardens, of your hands skillfully sorting the herbs you had picked. They were images that Kita found himself returning to almost every day. He had told you to find beauty in the small things, because he knew what it was like. 

When he was younger, it was hard. There were always ups and downs in his life, times when it was easier to see the good and times when he had to really search for it. Before he had met you, it was a tedious task he had to master day in, day out. But not long after he entered your service, it dawned on him that it did not have to be tedious. It could be swift, easy and light if only he was around you. His happiness was not far from where you were. 

“What the hell are you smiling about?” 

Kita opened his eyes just in time to see the man step towards him, making the dog jump to his feet and run away. He never thought that he would come face to face with the man in front of him ever again and, truth be told, he had wished to never see him again. But of course, fortune was not so kind. 

“You're living the life, huh?” Michael huffed as he came to a stop in front of Kita, arms folding over his broad chest. “I wonder how you can even sleep at night after killing Ediva.”

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[pupkou]

thinking heavily about kita mouthing at the packer in my shorts <3 he’s moaning n praising how big it is <33 he eats me out and cries cause my tdick is so big ….. goodnight i’m so horny rn

minors dni

the thing about kita is that he knows that half of the power he has over you is mental. sure, he can overpower you-- he could hold you down, wrestle your arms behind your back, and make you do anything he wanted. but he doesn't have to.

all he has to do is look a little long at the bulge in your jeans before meeting your eyes. and not saying anything. repeatedly. all he's gotta do is look at your cock to get you going, and he knows that. but he likes to let you initiate because it's more fun that way.

you usually catch him in the kitchen, pressing him up against the counter and hugging him tight around his waist.

"what's going on, baby?" shinsuke asks, softly speaking into your ear.

you cuddle your face into his soft cotton shirt, saying, "I'm just.. horny. since I did my shot yesterday, you know." he smiles, but you can't see his change in expression from where you're holding him.

"d'you want me to help with that, peach?" he asks. you're throbbing in your shorts already and being asked that in combination with his sweet petname for you made you twitch, so you say yes and lead him to the bedroom.

he lays you down on the edge of the bed, stopping you when you start to get undressed.

"let me do that for you, baby," shinsuke purrs, smoothing a hand over your cheek and chin before giving you a soft, but deep kiss. he helps you take your shirt off and carefully folds it before setting it on the chair in your shared bedroom. you're left in your shorts and crew socks, just the kind of cozy, home outfit that he finds you irresistible in, especially with the outline of your packer showing through the fabric's form.

"s'so big," he says, rubbing his nose against your clothed bulge, feeling your warmth on his face. "you just get bigger every time I see your cock, baby."

shinsuke usually doesn't tease, but this time he starts to kiss your packer through the fabric of your shorts, worshipping the cock sitting on top of your hard tdick. he always worships you, but you can't help but get shy this time with the way he shamelessly kisses your packer with an open, drooling mouth.

once he's had his fill of teasing you (meaning: you've begged hard enough,) he pulls your shorts down and rubs his middle and ring finger on the wet spot you've created on your underwear, sticking his nose into it and taking a nice huff of your pussy. he lifts his head to meet your gaze and grabs your bulge with one hand, rubbing it up and down as he stares at your expression with unashamed eyes.

"are ya ready for me to take care of this for you?" he asks, kissing the tip through your underwear. "I can see you're real excited for me. and smell it."

"please," you whimper. "please take care of me."

and as always, he does. he wastes no more time with teasing, pulling your underwear off and tossing them gently onto the floor where he's sitting before making himself comfortable by laying between your legs. he spreads you open, exposing your wetness just for him, and gently runs his tongue along the underside of your cock before softly taking it into his mouth. he sucks lightly and laughs into your cunt when your thighs twitch from the movement, since you're just so sensitive.

your hand finds its way into his bicolored hair, holding on as his mouth makes filthier and filthier noises that would thoroughly embarrass you if his mouth didn't feel so fucking good. shinsuke worships your cock as always, open mouthed kissing the tip and sucking the length of you into his mouth in combination, the warm, wet heat of his tongue and lips unlike anything else.

your thighs and hips shake in his broad, strong hands, and he begins to bob his head on your cock as his tongue flicks and rubs on the underside, and he hums in praise and agreement when your thighs start to close around his head. his sounds of "mm, hmmm" are encouragements of your pleasure, and the vibrations only add to it.

when you open your eyes to enjoy the view, you see shinsuke's eyes closed as he eats you out, his hair a mess in your hand that holds his head close to your cunt and his forehead sweaty and determined to please you. he's also fully clothed still in his white t shirt and comfortable navy blue pants, which you hadn't noticed before now. the sight of him pussydrunk while fully clothed, fully focused on your pleasure, is too much to handle-- and you cum hard into his mouth, which doesn't stop its motions against your cock.

you plead, "shinsuke, slower-- fuck," and he listens, slowing his kisses before resting his face happily on your inner thigh, kissing you there once for good measure and lifting his head to see you once your hand releases its grip on his hair.

"you did such a good job," he praises, rubbing his cheek into your soft, hairy thigh. shinsuke continues, "and you're just so big, I could choke on ya if you get any bigger."

you laugh at his lovedrunk praise, but say, "don't give me any ideas, I'll go crazy if I think about you choking on me like that."

"that's how I feel when you suck my strap, baby. plus you're so pretty when you do that, it's like I can really feel it," he says, his dick throbbing just thinking about it.

"you can't compliment me like that right after you just made me cum! I can't cum again for a couple minutes!!" you complain playfully, hips a little sore from being held open.

he looks at the clock sitting on your bedside table and smiles softly, mentally giving you 5 minutes before you're asking him to put the strap on and give it to you like you deserve (but knowing he'll make you ask for it nicely first.)

[przeuszczski]

If he were being honest, Kiyoomi felt the need to run again.  He wanted to get his bike out of the trailer, take the gas he'd stolen, and hightail it back to Tokyo, drowsiness be damned.  He'd already learned too much about where Miya lived, and he certainly didn't need to know about his 'circle.'   "He'll be fine," the man next to him said, and Kiyoomi looked down at Yaku, who was watching Tora and Aran pull Miya into the house.  Yaku turned his attention back to him. "You're lucky we were here." Kiyoomi's eyes narrowed. "We?" One of Yaku's eyebrows rose, and he also narrowed his eyes. "Atsumu didn't tell you jack shit, did he?" Kiyoomi pressed his lips together and turned back to the porch.  "We're coworkers," Kiyoomi said. "We don't need to know anything about each other." "So when you saw a bionic bone sticking out of his leg, you were totally fine with not knowing where it came from?"

Hey hey, chapter 11 is up! Feels weird updating in the morning, but I've had this in my drafts waiting to be edited for a long time, so I'm getting it out as soon as I could.

Everybody knows the drill - lemme know what you think, these next few chapters are what inspired me to write the whole dang thing.

[kitausuret]

Top three Venom panels, go.

Oooooohhhh this is so mean. Like, come on, making me pick only three? BUT. For the sake of "I'm a Venom blog (mostly) and I probably use the same dozen panels over and over" I am going to try and be a liiiiiiittle bit unique this time, and maybe pick out a few moments that I don't normally talk about. These may not be my favorite moments of all all ALL time but I'm using this ask as an excuse to talk about them. I'm also going to behave and limit myself to one panel for each example, instead of like, a page.

Venom: The Madness #3 (W: Anne Nocenti, A: Kelley Jones)

SO. "The Madness" is probably the closest I get to a guilty pleasure with Venom comics. Is it very good? Probably not! Did I enjoy it? Yes I did! I mostly know Nocenti for her fantastic work on Daredevil, but she also was the first writer to REALLY be like, "Hey, could not just Eddie Brock, but Venom have a significant other?" And as someone who's kind of made my whole fic-writing thing about Venom being in relationships, I really enjoyed that. I was very sad that Beck Underwood broke up with Eddie at the end of this comic, but she's a delightful character and I'm nothing if not a fan of exes to friends.

Thunderbolts #118 (W: Warren Ellis, A: Mike Deodato, Jr.)

So, let me preface this by saying that, for reasons you can investigate very easily, I don't like Warren Ellis, and this isn't even really my favorite Thunderbolts series. But. I love an exploration of the symbiote's fall from grace, and how even with Mac Gargan it wasn't so... shall we say... symbiotic. I think there's always going to be a little bit of Mac that's a little bit scared, and a little bit just wants to be protected, but he also wants to FEEL like he's tough and respectable. He's really a rather tortured man, and he and the symbiote found each other at really awful times in their lives. But also, the symbiote being gross is funny, and I like the colors in this panel a lot. It's also worth mentioning that there was some Psychic Manipulation™ happening during this arc, so... take that as you will, as far as how the symbiote's acting.

Venom (2016) #4 (W: Mike Costa, A: Juanan Ramirez)

You thought I was going to close this out with a Flash panel, didn't you? DIDN'T YOU? Well, joke's on you, because this panel with Lee Price literally lives in my brain rent free and has for the past six freakin' years. It's just hysterical to me. The little symbiote manifestations on his shoulders. The symbiote literally pleading with Lee to make the right decision. The knowledge that his little shoulder angel/demons are just in his brain because Black Cat is sitting like four feet away. Hilarious. I love it.

So yes! I hope I had a couple unexpected surprises for you here, because occasionally I do like to showcase just how many Venom comics I've read. For the record, I can't really recommend any of these comics (except for maybe the last one, because Lee Price is an interesting twist on the host-symbiote power dynamics) but I will happily cherry-pick them for my favorite moments.

[nostalgicwrestlingrd]

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[reshinless]

when he's just so starstruck looking at you, he doesn't mean to stare in all honesty. did you always have that mole?

his eyes tend to linger on your features for a little too long. longer than he wanted to—but analyzing every little cell on your face has been a habit of his ever since you met.

sometimes you could sense it, sometimes you couldn't. but his eyes observed every inch of you he could.

even with his words, a smooth sailing boat hopefully arriving at your heart, and elsewhere.

he wants nothing more but for you to feel the best, and this applies in all the ways that concerns you. he makes sure your feelings come first, his passion is you.

whether it'd be letting you stay at home like a good housewife/husband, or letting you do all the work so he can be treated like a pretty little princess, whatever you want.

word for word, it's always for you. and whatever you desire. you saw something shiny back at the store? alright... he'll show you a magic trick. what's over there? nevermind it was nothing, now look at your neck.

what do you know! it's a handmade necklace made with your and his favorite flowers from across nations.

even when you prefer a dish from a different region, worry not, your knight in shining armor, or in this case, an apron is here with your dish over your bed because he knows you were so tired from last night.

— GENSHIN: kinich, ororon, capitano, cyno, lyney,

— JJK: satoru gojo, nanami kento, yuji itadori, choso kamo,

— BLLK: chigiri hyoma, julian loki, kunigami rensuke (pre wc), reo mikage, kenyu yukimiya,

— LADS: rafayel & xavier

— HQ: kuroo tetsurō, oikawa tōru, kita shinsuke, atsumu miya, lowkey iwaizumi hajime

— HSR: aventurine, sunday, jing yuan, caelus, welt yang, argenti,

++ ur faves!!

[paradoxicalwritings]

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 (𝐩𝐭. 𝟏)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ◦ angst, abusive boyfriend, physical fighting

𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 ◦ sfw | nsfw in future parts? | fem!reader | reader is a manager | reader is hard to get | reader is in an abusive relationship | atsumu is a total white knight | atsumu calls reader "doll" | 2.2k words

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It started simple, and frankly, you didn’t think anything of it in your innocent first year mind. Atsumu was a show off in general, so it certainly wasn’t geared towards you in particular. You never noticed the looks he gave you after a particularly good play by him in your first year.

Now, the summer training between first and second year, yeah that’s when you started to notice. The showboating reached a particular high that summer. You were just trying to be a good manager, encourage everyone on the team. You would happily cheer out “Nice, Osamu!” or “Nice receive, Aran!” but Atsumu was the only one who let it get to his head. He’d strut back to the serve line whenever you yelled “Atsumu, nice serve!” and be positively glowing when you said “Nice kill!” He had even tried to flirt with you a couple times, given at the time you had no idea he was flirting, you just thought he was being nice. But you knew better now, and you cursed your naivety for letting you get into this situation.

Atsumu was leaning against the wall next to you, practically whining at you, “C’mon, Doll. Y’know I can treat you better than that boring ass boyfriend you got.”

You rolled your eyes, “Who I date isn’t any of your business, Atsumu.” You pushed yourself off of the wall, walking back towards your classroom. You made a note to not leave your classroom for lunch anymore.

You knew the piss yellow blonde was following you before he even said anything, “I’m just looking out for my darlin’ manager is all. I promise, Doll.”

You spun on your heel, pointing your finger in his face, “If you call me Doll one more fucking time, I’m gonna tell Osamu and Kita that you’re harassing me,” you stood there for a beat, waiting for him to even try to say something.

He shoved his hands in his uniform pants pockets and said through a pout, “I’m just sayin’, you’re too good for him,” he smirked down at you, “Darlin’.”

You scoffed and gave your meanest manager glare back at him, “I’m not into overconfident men.” Before Atsumu could say something back, you were already stalking off down the hallway, steam practically coming out of your ears. He clicked his tongue in frustration and went back to his own classroom.

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That night, Atsumu laid awake on his bunk bed, thinking about how he could finally win you over. He’d had a crush on you since he met you in first year, and he’d been doing everything he could think of. He always played his hardest around you, he always complimented you, he had even protected you when guys would try to hit on you at tournaments! He thought it was going well until the beginning of this year when you started dating that chump on the baseball team. He wasn’t even good at his boring ass sport, he was a damn bench rider. He was waaay better than that guy. He was one of the best in the nation for crying out loud. Girls came to the Inarizaki games to see him play. He pressed the heels of his palms into his eyes and groaned loud enough to get his twin’s attention.

“What is it now, you idiot?” Osamu said from the bottom bunk.

Atsumu sat up, and leaned over the edge of the bed, “Why doesn’t (Y/N) like me back?”

Osamu hummed in mock thought, “Probably because you’re an idiot.”

“Hey! Not funny, jackass!” He threw one of his pillows down at his brother’s face, “I’m being serious.”

Osamu pulled the pillow off of his face, rolling his eyes at his brother’s antics. This had been a damn near nightly routine for a year now, “I don’t know, have you asked her.”

Atsumu’s face scrunched up in thought. He never asked, but you did say you didn’t like overconfident men earlier that day. Now that he thought about it, that guy you were dating was pretty widely regarded as a sweet, humble guy. Essentially, the exact opposite of how people would describe him. “Whatever, she’ll like me some day,” Atsumu grumbled.

“Uhuh. Good luck with that, ‘Tsumu.” Osamu stood up so he could smack him with the pillow that was previously used to assault him.

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Okay, maybe Atsumu was right. Not that he would treat you better than your boyfriend, but that you were too good for him. He was sweet when the two of you first started dating, but now he was being an insanely huge asshole.

Anytime he saw Atsumu talking to you, even if you had a sour look on your face the entire time, he would blow up and insist that you were entertaining it. He made you start sharing your location with him, and if he saw you went somewhere and didn’t tell him, it was an immediate phone call. He even demanded that you text him during practices, which made your life so much harder because you were supposed to be doing so many other things than texting your boyfriend. 

Not just Atsumu, but the entire team had noticed. Kita had pulled you aside after practice to ask you about it and you cried while venting to him. Coach had even yelled at you and told you to resign as manager if you were going to neglect your duties in favor of being on your phone. Overall, the situation was not good for anyone involved. A certain blonde was dead set on making your already shitty life into your own personal hell though.

Atsumu would glare at and basically shoulder check your boyfriend anytime the two of you were walking together, which happened frequently since your boyfriend insisted that he walk with you places since he couldn’t trust you to be alone. He would also make a point of asking pointless questions that he already knew the answer to everyday after practice while you waited for your boyfriend to walk you home.

It was all getting to be too, too much. Your grades were slipping because you couldn’t spend as much time studying due to your boyfriend wanting to see you, your friends didn’t want to hang out with you as much anymore because you would always, inevitably, get a phone call from him that would end in you crying and going home early, everyone in your club looked at you with pity due to your changed behavior that they all knew the cause of. 

All of the stress was piling up, and Atsumu leaning on the wall next to you to ask what time you all had to be on the bus tomorrow was your breaking point. “Do you think you’re fucking helping?” you snapped.

The blonde was taken aback. Sure, you had been stern with him in the past, you’ve even yelled at him before, but this was different. There was pure venom in your words, like you were a rattlesnake and Atsumu had been the one unfortunate enough to not hear the shaking of your tail. He gaped at you, “I just--”

You glared at him, mean, “Whatever you think you’re doing, you’re not. You’re making it all so much worse.” 

You felt boiling hot tears well up in your eyes when you felt a hand grip your arm and your heart sank, “(Y/N), I thought I told you not to talk to this guy anymore.”

You turned towards him, “I-I wasn’t trying to talk to him, he came up to me--”

“You don’t get t’ tell her who she can talk to,” Atsumu said in a voice you’ve only heard a few times, reserved only for disrespectful people on the court.

Your boyfriend scoffed and pulled your arm, “Babe, we’re leaving.”

As you were about to pitifully say okay, you felt another hand on your other arm, a much bigger and stronger hand, “Nah, you’re not tellin’ her what t’ do anymore.”

Your boyfriend let go of your arm, instead grabbing the collar of Atsumu’s maroon jacket, and smirked up at him smugly, “You have been harassing her for as long as the two of us have been together. She’s not interested in you, and never will be.”

Atsumu also let go of your arm, cocking an eyebrow at your boyfriend. You looked between the two of them like you were a rabbit watching two foxes fight over who was going to eat you, “Guys, you don’t need to fight.”

The blonde looked towards you, “(Y/N), go grab ‘Samu before I kill this fuckin’ guy.” You had turned to run back towards the club room before you saw the first punch make contact.

Everyone in the club room jumped when you threw the metal door open, causing it to hit the wall with a bang. Your voice wavered as you said, “O-Osamu… Atsumu is fighting.”

Osamu groaned, “Seriously?” before he got up to go with you to the front of the gym.

When the two of you arrived back at the scene, Atsumu was sitting on top of your boyfriend, fist reared back to hit him again. Osamu grabbed him from under the armpits before he could get that last hit in. Atsumu had a couple of scuffs on his cheek, but your boyfriend was much worse for wear. He was donning a bloody nose and a busted lip, handmade by Atsumu Miya.

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Safe to say, your boyfriend dumped you. Atsumu and Osamu had walked you home that night and as soon as you had gotten into your room and set down your bag, your phone was ringing. 

Your boyfriend screamed at you for what felt like hours, about how terrible you were to him, how you entertained Atsumu’s flirting, and how he regretted even trying to date you because he knew, deep down, that you were just some bitch whore for the boy’s volleyball team.

He said “We’re done,” and hung up the phone, leaving you to feel like you had just been shot in the chest. You crawled into your bed without washing your face, brushing your teeth, or even changing, and cried yourself to sleep.

When you woke up in the morning, you felt the effects of it. Your teeth felt rough and grimy from plaque, your skin was greasy, your eyes were crusty from slept in mascara, and your clothes were wrinkly, sticking to your skin from sweat. The whole time you were getting ready, trying to look put together, you would have to take breaks to sob. Eventually you decided to not bother with your hair, or your makeup. You changed into your spare uniform and made your way to school.

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School was a total and complete nightmare. You heard whispers about you as you walked to your classroom. People were saying cruel things about you, that you were too ugly to be with a guy as sweet as your ex, that you were a whore for cheating on him with Atsumu, or that you had been the one that was controlling the whole time. You wanted so badly to defend your name and tell everyone that none of that was true, but you knew it would just sound like excuses at this point. Your friends tried their best to defend you, and you appreciated it, but the damage had already been done to your heart. You knew everyone would forget about this in a week, so you just had to soldier through until everyone moved on to the next hottest piece of gossip.

During lunch, you silently sat and ate your lunch alone, until you heard the thud of someone sitting in the chair in front of you, “Hey, Doll.”

You kept staring down at your food and sighed, “Please, leave me alone, Atsumu.”

He laughed, “Why? You finally got rid of that bum. We should be celebratin’.”

You felt your blood boil at that. Sure, you were rid of your terrible, controlling ex-boyfriend, but you were still upset. Your ex said terrible things to you on the phone and now people not only in your class, but other classes were echoing the same things. You even heard a couple of girls say that they were going to beat you up after school to your ex, which he didn’t even discourage. You glared up at him, “Do you think you’re some fucking knight in shining armor? Saving me from my big bad boyfriend?”

He huffed, “No, but he was a sack of shit and I told you that from the beginnin’.” 

Tears started brimming in your eyes, “Can you please just leave me alone?”

Atsumu felt an ache in his chest. When he beat up your boyfriend, he didn’t mean it to reflect so badly on you. He had been mean mugging anyone he heard say anything bad about you all day. He hated seeing you so stressed out by your boyfriend, he just couldn’t take it anymore. He stood up from the chair, staring down at the top of your head, “Even if you don’t wanna talk to me, Doll, the whole team is ‘ere for ya.” 

You said nothing in response.

Atsumu cursed to himself as he heard you begin to sob as he was walking out of the door. How would you ever like him when he’d hurt you like this?

𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 ◦ @kuroowo for the atsumu header

[brw]

hey brieuc! okay so, do you have some blog recs re: marvel comics? bc i'm starving out here!

Hello Em! For convenience, I've also put in what area of Marvel comics they most blog about, but that's only a rough overview–many people do blog about multiple areas of the Marvel universe. I've also included some source blogs, which hopefully you'll also be interested in!

@imperiuswrecked – primarily Namor, but often Dr Doom, Quicksilver and Nightcrawler too!

@doctorvondooms – As you can guess, Dr Doom, but also the Fantastic Four as a whole.

@bisexualwolverines – Mariam posts a bit of everything, but especially X-Men and Spider-Man.

@lethargicmarigold – She-Hulk and Spider-Man!

@elvain – MK is doing a chronological readthrough of every main universe Marvel comic, so she posts a bit of everything, but especially Iron Man and Captain America. Very talented fic writer too!

@marvel-and-moor – Hulk and Ant-Man!

@xmenuniverse – A source blog for everything X-Men.

@uncannysource – Another X-Men source blog!

@welcome-to-latveria – Dr Doom, also the Maximoffs.

@kippahkaplan – Billy Kaplan, and the Maximoff family as a whole.

@rraaaarrl – Dr Doom, the Fantastic Four, and also Godzilla, which I think is cool. Has some very nice art!

@hellomystraightlacedfriend – A mix, but primarily Spider-Man, with a particular focus on Jessica Drew and Harry Osborn.

@kwxnnxn – X-Men, particularly Kwannon.

@kitausuret – Venom, particularly Flash Thompson, although Kita is also a big Scarlet Witch fan too!

@thrakaboom – Conner posts a bit of everything, but especially X-Men and Rick Jones!

@avengerphobic – A collection of characters, such as Amadeus Cho, She-Hulk, Monica Rambeau, Dane Whitman, Exodus.

@ohnostalgia – Excalibur, particularly Brian Braddock, and also the old Marvel western comics!

@weaving-knightmares – Avengers, especially Iron Man

@asianincomics – A source blog dedicated to Asian comic book characters, so not specifically Marvel, but still worth a definite follow!

@namorssideburns – Namor, and the Fantastic Four.

@greerbaiting – Tigra, Moon Knight, Ant-Man.

@hawkzeyes – Hawkeye, Mockingbird.

@darkholme – Bit of everything, but especially Bucky Barnes, Captain America in general, and the X-Men.

@telestorm – X-Men, with a specific focus on Storm and Jean Grey!

@ffverr – X-Men

@rivercule – X-Men, Avengers

@charnauk – Fantastic Four

@doc--samson – Hulk, particularly Doc Samson as you can probably guess!

@vernard – Spider-Man, the Fantastic Four

@bannervilles – Hulk

@kryptonbabe – Hulk and X-Men

@kalinara – X-Men, especially Scott and Jean

And that's about what I caught scrolling through my following list, but I definitely missed some other very talented people, but I hope this helps! I can only apologise about the lack of Spider-Man for the most part, but I don't go there so I cannot help much there alas.

[nectardaddy]

the cards, the cards, the cards will tell . . . the past, the present, and the future as well . . . WANT A READING ?

note: happy holidays! while I don't celebrate the traditional holidays, I wanted to partake in a little something! so happy winter solstice <3 

specs/rules: these will be drabble length unless a fire gets set under me (500 words at least), please only request one I really don't want to get burnt out! give me some time to write these please and thank you :)) 

status: requests closed, slots are filled! <3

sit down at my table, put your minds at ease. if you relax, it will enable me to do anything I please . . . you want a love reading, huh?

alright, pick what calls to you: shoyo hinata, kei tsukishima, hajime iwaizumi, issei matsukawa, atsumu miya, osamu miya, rintaro suna, shinsuke kita, kotaro bokuto, keiji akaashi, tetsuro kuroo, morisuke yaku, kiyoomi sakusa, shugo meian, shimizu kiyoko, koushi sugawara

nothing speaking to you? ask the witch, they might be able to help! 

⋆｡✶ the major arcana

the fool . . . meet ugly  the magician . . . enemies to lovers  the high priestess . . . childhood friends to lovers  the lovers . . . meet cute  the tower . . . opposites attract  the sun . . . neighbors to lovers 

⋆｡✶the minor arcana

cups . . . fluff  swords . . . platonic relationship / friendship  wands . . . slice of life pentacles . . . hurt/comfort

see what's in the crystal ball ✧ i. matsukawa, the sun, four of wands upright

✧ s. kiyoko, the high priestess, ace of cups upright 

✧ a. miya, the magician, two of pentacles in reverse 

✧ i. matsukawa, the fool, page of cups upright 

✧ s. kita, the sun, knight of cups upright 

✧ o. miya, the fool

✧ k. sakusa, the high priestess, two of wands upright 

✧ h. iwaizumi, the magician

✧ k. akaashi, the high priestess, four of wands upright

✧ t. kuroo, the high priestess, two of pentacles in reverse

[lostinwildflowers]

Haikyuu!! Masterlist

Miya Atsumu

❈ Smokey Confessions (2.4K) - ❤ - You and Atsumu have worked at the same campground for the last few seasons, slowly harboring feelings for each other. One evening during the hayride, Atsumu lets something slip, and you brush it off until you are almost done with your shift.

❈ A Battle Lost and Won (3.8K) - ❤✨ - When your kingdom loses in a battle against foreign invaders, your personal knight gets injured. What is the outcome when you clean his injuries?

❈ A Winter Miracle (1.4K) - ❤ - Atsumu needs your help studying for finals, but suddenly you’re really pretty, close to him, and he likes you. A lot. What will he do?

Miya Osamu

❈ The Princess and The Baker (4.6K) - ❤ - Miya Osamu is a lowly peasant who works in the royal kitchen. Not many see his natural talent at baking and cooking, but you and your mother do. What will rise from your interactions?

Sakusa Kiyoomi

❈ Summer in the Country (Series - 11.0K) - ✨❤ - Sakusa Kiyoomi is a rich boy from the city who is sent to your farm to work for the summer. Things are intense when he first arrives, will things ease up as you get to know him?

Kita Shinsuke

❈ Birds At Sea (2.5K) - ✨❤ - Duke Kita Shinsuke hasn’t gotten to see you in almost a year, and is missing you a lot as his birthday nears. What will happen when you don’t return his letter from across the sea?

Oikawa Tooru

❈ A Successful Life (1.6K) - ✨❤ - Oikawa Tooru is approaching the biggest volleyball game in his life, practicing all hours of the day, and obviously overworking himself. When you try to step in, the situation escalates beyond what you ever imagined.

❈ A Lifelong Love (1.1K) - ❤ - You’ve been childhood lovers with Oikawa Tooru for a long time, but now he is a king and your husband. Whenever the ball becomes too much for you, he takes matters into his own hands.

❈ Have You Ever Seen the Rain? (0.8K) - ✨ - Oikawa had always been so focused on his career, and you had always been supportive of that. This time, you want to follow your career, and he’s upset that you won’t follow him to Argentina.

Azumane Asahi

❈ Touches of Love’s Flame (1.1K) - ❤ - Asahi is the blacksmith for Karasuno’s kingdom, and he accidentally shods your horse wrong, leaving you without a mount. What will he do to make it up to you?

Sugawara Koshi

❈ Night Skies and City Lights (8.0K) - ✨❤ - Sugawara comes from a rich family, he owns lavish cars and houses, and can buy whatever he wants. When he is invited to an event in New York City, he wants to bring a date. What do you do when your best friend asks you to go with him?

❈ Kiddies and Pools (2.0K) - ❤ - You are a camp counselor at a local daycare, and you have been put in charge of the kiddie pool for the day. The kids are a lot to handle, but you get some company from a flirtatious lifeguard who is willing to help you out.

❈ Gone (Series - 16.6K) - ✨❤ - The mysterious disappearance of a Karasuno Boy’s Volleyball member causes a blunt disruption in the peaceful Miyagi District. You and your boyfriend, Sugawara, are thrown into the middle of the investigation for your missing friend. What will happen as those closest to you and your friends are interrogated for this crime?

❈ A Soft Touch (2.7K) - ✨❤ - Riding lessons lead you, the princess, down to the stables a few times a week. A certain grey-haired stablehand helps you out, and you develop a close friendship. That’s until you stop showing up.

❈ Never Enough (0.4K) - ✨ - Your boyfriend doesn’t feel worthy of life, or your love.

Sawamura Daichi

❈ Sorry, Seems to be the Hardest Word (1.7K) - ✨ - You have noticed that your boyfriend, Daichi, has slowly been pulling away from you. You see the way he begins to step back from your relationship, but you never could have predicted the reason why.

❈ Never, or Always? (4.3K) - ✨❤ - Prince Sawamura Daichi hasn’t found a bride, so his parents take things into their own hands. He hates you, for he didn’t get to choose the one he married, but life moves on as a royal. What will the outcome of your marriage be?

Bokuto Koutarou

❈ Floating (0.6K) - ❤ - You and Bokuto go for a kayaking trip.

❈ Escape (2.2K) - ❤ - You live in a world where on your 18th birthday you can hear the songs that your soulmate sings aloud. No one else can hear them, only you. The first time you hear your soulmate sing, you are taken aback by his song choice, and somehow, you’re communicating with him to meet up.

❈ Romantic Rides and a Wishful Surprise (2.3K) - ❤ - A surprising (and slightly hilarious) encounter with a patrol of knights leads you to helping one of them out. Who knows what will happen when you meet the knight with golden eyes again?

Ushijima Wakatoshi

❈ Strange Magic (10.5K) - ❤✨ - In a world where dark elves are trying to take over, light fairies are being hunted and captured to be used as weapons. You are on the run from them when you enter a forest, accidentally injuring yourself. A mysterious wyvern appears before you, will it hurt you or lend you a helping hand?

❈ Fit for a Prince? (1.6K) - ❤ - Prince Ushijima can have anything he wants; the finest foods and drinks, butlers at every call, and beautiful princesses in a heartbeat. But somehow all he wants is you.

Iwaizumi Hajime

❈ Tennessee Whiskey (1.1K) - ❤ - Iwaizumi picks you up for a date in the country, and you spend the evening in the bed of his truck, under the stars.

❈ Catch Me if You Can (2.1K) - ❤ - You’re up late one night, thinking about your busy life as a princess. You manage to get locked out of your room, leaving you stranded on your balcony. It’s a good thing your guard is there to catch you.

Akaashi Keiji

❈ Bo’s Lil Sis (0.4K) - ❤ - You're Bokuto's little sister. It can't go wrong, right?

Headcanons

❈ You - ✨❤

❈ Insomniac Reader with Iwaizumi, Kita, and Sakusa - ❤

❈ Soft HCs with Sakusa Kiyoomi - ❤

❈ S/O is bad at Volleyball with Sugawara, Daichi, and Asahi - ❤

[afyrian]

☆ fic masterlist… find what fits your genre

☆ multichapter fics

- the longest contract | suna rintarō ༄ - my bisque beau | osamu miya ☆༄ - follow me like the moon | kuroo tetsuro ☆ - talk it out | sakusa kiyoomi

☆ oneshot/mini series

- a kneading kiss | my bisque beau spin-off ! - dust devil’s ride | kita shinsuke ! - love’s nectar | kuroo tetsuro

☆ oneshots

★ inarizaki

- off kilter love | atsumu miya - my plus one | atsumu miya - glow stick | atsumu miya - japan’s summer persimmons | kita shinsuke - dancing to you | kita shinsuke - halloween night | kita shinsuke ☆ - sweaty palms and hearts | suna rintaro - greasy food for two | osamu miya - jack-o’-lantern frights | osamu miya - winter lights | osamu miya ☆

★ karasuno

- candied peels and crushes | kageyama tobio ☆ - sappy sweets | kageyama tobio pt. 2 - they suit you | kageyama tobio - fears and pumpkin spheres | kageyama tobio - sunburn soulmates | hinata shoyo - a (crush)ed drink | hinata shoyo ☆ - world travelers | nishinoya yuu

★ aoba johsai

- punch them and they bleed | iwaizumi hajime ☆ - irresistible | iwaizumi hajime - not so bad | oikawa tooru ☆

★ misc.

- always open for you | sakusa kiyoomi - hay bales everywhere | sakusa kiyoomi ☆ - why not | sakusa kiyoomi - hit rewind | sakusa kiyoomi - bats in your hair | akaashi keiji - hibachi surprise | kuroo tetsuro - the knight’s heart | kuroo tetsuro

completed = ༄ favorites = ☆ on hold = !

[tsukkiibaby]

voice;

feat: miya osamu

genre/warnings: sfw, fluff, royal!au (i'm trying here so don't judge), guard!osamu x princess!reader, one character looking down reader's dress

wc: 2900+

. ｡˚others may not be able to tell the difference between the miya twins, especially with their helmets on, but you can˚｡ .

~

osamu knows this is a bad idea. 

he’s at atsumu’s post, standing still at the top of steps that lead to the gardens looking straight ahead at them, atsumu himself on the other end of the lavish fields, the two watching intently for intruders, or anyone who could pose as a potential threat. if any of the palace’s staff were to walk by, they would barely spare osamu another glance - with his helmet on, no one can see his tufts of gray hair underneath, their only other determining physical feature being their eyes, and he’s sure that none of the staff would even be able to recognize the that difference between himself and his brother. 

except you.

currently out in the gardens with one of the princes from a neighboring kingdom, nohebi, he thinks, a grim expression painting your face from the moment your father whisked you towards the front entrance of the palace to greet him. osamu didn’t particularly like the smug smile plastered across the black-haired prince’s face as he exited his carriage, nor did he miss the way the man’s snake-like eyes stared down the top of your dress as you greeted him with a curtsy. from his position at the top of the steps to the palace, osamu could only watch in disgust as he sauntered by him and his twin to follow you and your parents into the palace.

while osamu still would have been able to see you from his original post that atsumu is occupying, his current spot on the outskirts of the palace gives him a higher, better view of you and the sly prince. he can see you clearly as you move throughout the gardens a few paces ahead of nohebi’s crown prince, gaining traction as you lead the man further towards osamu’s normal post. should things go wrong and someone spots them, he supposes he could just blame it on atsumu. they are twins, after all. and it was his idea, his brother jabbing at his bicep with his elbow as they watched you and the prince retreat towards the doors that led to the garden. “ya wanna take my spot on the steps?” he had whispered, leaning into his brother’s body. “might be a little easier for ya ta keep an eye on her.” 

but he knows you wouldn’t fall for the “atsumu started it!” excuse. they’ve been your guards since the age of 13, hand selected by your parents, the king and queen, to watch over you as you begin to age into your teens, wanting extra protection for their youngest daughter. their only princess.

you didn’t have any objections to it, not when both of your brothers had been assigned personal guards when they first reached double digits. you couldn’t imagine seeing your brothers without aran and kita a few paces behind them, their protective eyes always ensuring you were also safe within their line of sight. just as they protected your brothers, they protected you as you grew, right up until you reached the same age and were to be granted your own protection. enter the twins.

hailing from a small village in the vast kingdom of inarizaki, the same village that aran and kita grew up in, it seemed as though the twins were raised for the job from the second they arrived at the palace. you remember seeing them hang around with the two older boys from a young age, tirelessly training with the other guards and knights from sunrise to sunset; neither twin faltering under the intense pressure they were faced with. surely they never knew who or what they would be tasked with protecting until their assignment when they became of age, but the two were dedicated to their craft, hell bent on proving their worth to the royal family. luckily (and unbeknownst) for them, they proved their worth from the first time you saw them. 

“i hope i’m not assigned to guard the princess.” one boy groans.

someone else chuckles. “yeah, me and you both.”

from your hiding spot behind one of the many large columns lining the outskirts of the palace near the training grounds, you feel your heart drop, and you sink back to fully hide behind the massive beam. you try not to let the words of some silly guards - some silly boys, that is, bother you. it always seemed to be like this - no matter how many guards your family brings in to train as personal protection, they never seemed to have any interest in protecting you, instead choosing to help protect your brothers, parents, or simply going off to serve in the kingdom’s military. 

“why not?” another voice pipes up, his tone almost accusing? when you peer back around the column, you see one of the group of boys standing with his arms crossed, a stark contrast to the rest of them, scattered and sitting on the steps. though not facing you directly, you were able to catch a glimpse of his blonde hair before he stepped in front of one of his fellow guards in training. “ya don’t wanna be around the princess?”

another boy, sitting on the bottom step, huffs. “it’s not like she even needs the extra protection,” he laughs wryly. “at least the princes get to practice sparring and fighting! all she does is sit in the palace, attend her lessons, and play in the garden. it’s boring.” he puts emphasis on the word boring, almost spits it. 

gripping on to the ridges of the column, you push your head a bit further out to see more of the boys and their conversation, a scowl on your face. another stands quietly, moving to stand next to the blonde and mimics his actions, crossing his arms over his chest. he turns to face the the other boys who were sitting, cocking his head to the side. “it’d be an honor to protect the princess,” he says pointedly. “ya don’t know how lucky ya’d be.”

with a sharp turn, the boy begins to walk off, in your direction no less, ignoring the frantic shouts of what you assume must be his name. “samu!” the blonde boy calls, but it does him no good. the gray-haired boy ignores him, stalking past you without so much of a glance, his matching gray eyes staring straight ahead. the blonde, who looks eerily similar to the one he was calling after, comes running after him.

if only you knew that in just a few short hours, the two boys who came to your defense would soon be tasked with protecting you daily.

from his spot at the top of the steps, osamu can just quite make out the top of your head as you stroll through the gardens, a few paces ahead of the black-haired prince. no matter how quickly the man walks, he can’t seem to catch up to you, not when you spin around and speed up through the lush fields to evade his ever present hands reaching out to grasp your arm. though quite far away, osamu can see how frustrated prince daishou is getting, pausing briefly to take a deep breath before following after you. osamu chuckles to himself.

as you and the prince disappear further into the tall hedges, osamu hopes that at least atsumu or one of the other guards patrolling the lawn has an eye on you. these meetings tend to go the same way every time - your parents arrange for a prince, or duke, or nobleman from a neighboring territory to come to the palace and get to know you, to escort you through the gardens, and pitch themselves as to why they would make a suitable husband and possible future king. to secure some sort of political alliance. however it always ends with you giving your parents an indifferent smile and a shrug, much to their chagrin. too tall, talks too much, bad breath, it doesn’t matter. your excuses are endless.

osamu can’t wait to hear what you have to say about this one.

though tasked with ensuring your safety, the twins eventually found a way to weasel themselves into a more casual relationship with you. with atsumu’s overbearing and childish nature and osamu’s calm and collected one, you had almost no choice but to allow the informalities, finding yourself more and more lax in their presence. always quick to defend your status or position to outsiders, ready to help at the lift of a finger, and even popping their heads in and out of obligations that you dread, ready to whisk you away with a claim of someone important needing you, the princess, right away. and who are your guests to deny your excusal? you are the princess, after all. ever perceptive, the two seem to know exactly what you’re thinking at all times. 

almost always. 

osamu didn’t realize how much he must’ve been daydreaming. not until he feels a rush of air and the sounds of heels clicking down the marble floor of the palace invade his senses, snapping his attention back to the scene unfolding before him. his eyes fly into the palace to follow the sound of the heels, the back of your long, lavender dress swaying behind as you angrily stomp down the halls. 

“lady l/n!” 

prince suguru is quick, but osamu is quicker, stepping in front of the swift man to stop him from following after you. it’s not like you to rush out of something with no say, not without himself or his brother pulling something out of their asses. the prince sneers down at him, snake-like eyes narrowing at him. he moves to step around osamu, but he’s right there, blocking his path again. “will you get out of the way?” the prince spits.

osamu opens his mouth to speak, but atsumu is quick to beat him to it. “as the princess’s personal guards, i’m afraid we can’t do that,” he says from behind the prince, who scoffs at him. atsumu flashes them a sly grin, jutting his chin down the halls you had just passed through, eyes drifting to his twin. “you go find lady l/n and make sure she’s okay.”

the words are barely out of atsumu’s mouth before osamu is all but running down the hallway in the direction of your clicking heels, eyes darting around the palace quickly. it’s not long before he catches up with you, slowing to match your pace a few steps behind you and stands up straight, gently clearing his throat. “my lady-”

“i do not feel very well, my lord.” the words are rushed coming out of your mouth at the same time that osamu speaks, a stark contrast to your normal speech patterns, always so eloquent and concise. you stick your right hand out a bit behind you, not quite far enough to reach osamu, and your voice is shaky as you speak again. “i must ask that you allow me to retire to my room at once to rest.”

osamu’s steps quicken until he’s walking backwards in front of you, arms reaching out gently in your direction. “it is only me, princess,” he says, louder than before, letting out a soft breath when your steps slow until they stop completely. you glance up, allowing your eyes to meet for a brief moment before they dart back down to your shoes. 

“osamu,” you whisper, your eyes avoidant. you pause, your chest rising and falling at a faster rate than normal. “i need to rest.” 

you begin to walk again, passing him, and he lets you get a few steps down the hall before he’s turning and following you slowly. “i understand, my lady. but one of us must accompany you at all times.”

huffing, you glance over your shoulder with a slight pout as the two of you approach the door to your room. “at all times,” you mutter softly, before turning to the guard at your door with a blank smile. “i’m not feeling too well, so i must ask that you allow me some privacy while i rest.”

osamu smiles wryly at the guard as he passes, allowing you a few moments in your room before he steps inside. “is everything alright, my lady?” his gray eyes follow you as you pace around the room, fiddling with the decorative clip that pins up your hair. your back to him, you don’t turn, other hand reaching up to play with the strap of your day dress. he steps in further, shutting the wooden door behind him, and you whip to face him immediately, taking a tentative back. “princess, are you alright?” he repeats. “did something happen with prince suguru?”

your eyes meet his when he says the prince’s name, and osamu slowly reaches up to remove his helmet, not breaking eye contact. now given full view of his face, you glance down at your shaky hands. “one of us must accompany me at all times, huh?” you ask, repeating what you had said under your breath just outside your room. “why weren’t you at your normal post?”

he pauses, eyebrows furrowing. “what do you mean?”

you exhale through your nose, meeting his gaze once again. “my parents and the others may not be able to, but i can tell your voices apart,” you mumble, crossing your arms and looking back down at your feet. “that creep of a prince was looking down the top of my dress the whole day and the second he figured he was out of your sights he thought he’d try to stick a hand down it.” your voice increases as you speak, throwing your arms out at the end. “and when i loudly asked him to step back, it wasn’t your voice that called out to me asking if i needed assistance, it was atsumu’s.” 

osamu is frozen in front of you. sure, his normal post is stationed at the first fork in the gardens, much closer to you in proximity than atsumu’s, but he was sure that the higher ground of his twin’s post gave him a better way to keep an eye on you as you moved further into the gardens. now, he feels like a fool for going through with such a silly thought.

“i was only trying to have a clearer view on you, princess,” osamu takes a hesitant step closer to you, and another when you do not flinch or back away. with a deep breath, he continues. “i’d like to think i have better eyesight than my brother.” falling back to sit on the chaise situated at the foot of your bed, you exhale sharply through your nose, and osamu can’t tell if it’s to express amusement or distaste. though, with the way you’re still avoiding his watchful eye is having him lean towards the latter. he takes another step forward, then another, until he’s but a large stride away from your seated figure. “can i ask why you were so disheartened to hear atsumu’s voice instead of mine, princess?” he asks, not missing the way your fingers, currently lightly rubbing at your temples, freeze in their actions. “surely, he is just as capable of protecting you.”

your hands find refuge in your lap, fingers fiddling with each other as you straighten your posture. “o-of course he is.” you rebuke, turning your head slightly so that you’re staring out the window. “i was simply asking a question. you’re lucky no one noticed that you two were at different posts. you both could have gotten into trouble.”

osamu chuckles softly, taking another step towards you, finally drawing your attention back to him. your lips part slightly as you slowly glance up at him, and the corners of osamu’s perk up at the sight of your soft gaze. “well, it’s just like you said princess,” he coos, and your eyebrows furrow, cocking your head to the side. “you’re the only one who can tell us apart by just our voices.” osamu’s voice drops as the words leave his lips, stepping back towards the door as your eyes shoot back towards him.

your mouth drops fully open as if to speak, but no words come out. osamu can’t help but feel warm at the sight of your reddening cheeks, struggling to find the words “w-well, of course i c-can!” you sputter. “i’ve known you both for years! i, um, didn’t want you to get into trouble with anyone.”

the warmth in his chest spreads, and osamu hums softly to himself. “i appreciate the concern, my lady. allow me to go find atsumu and ensure that prince suguru is dealt with accordingly.” you nod quickly, eyes trained on your hands in your lap. “you should rest, princess.” you nod, but make no effort to move. “i will return once he is dealt with.”

and after personally escorting prince daishou suguru of nohebi to his carriage with atsumu, osamu does return, only to find you asleep in the same lavender dress, hair sprawled across the array of decorative pillows that you hadn’t even bothered to move before making yourself comfortable on top of your fully made bed. osamu chuckles to himself, gently pulling at the blanket that sits at the end of your bed, far enough away from your feet that it lays untouched. he drapes it over your sleeping figure, ensuring that your arms, legs, and feet are covered before a soft smile spreads across his face. hesitantly, his fingers reach out towards your face, slowly brushing away a piece of hair splayed across your cheek, breath catching in his throat when you let out a soft whine. however, you don’t move, nor do you say anything, your chest continuing to rise and fall with your even breaths, and osamu lets out a sigh of relief, a smile poking at his lips. 

“sleep well, princess.”

[przeuszczski]

As he became more aware of his surroundings, the pillow under his head revealed itself to be his crossbody bag.  He vaguely remembered where he was–perhaps it was the lack of dock sounds from the bay that had let him sleep so soundly, or it was the heavy blanket he'd pulled up over his head.  In that moment, Kiyoomi knew that all he'd have to do is roll onto his right side and he'd fall back asleep for another indefinite amount of time.  The thought was so tempting that it almost superseded his need to check his surroundings, but one thought forced his half-asleep mind into overdrive: He hadn't asked for a blanket. In fact, he'd specifically declined one.   Kiyoomi's eyes flew open, even as his body froze.  

I'm a day late to Miya Day, but I tried. I just couldn't get myself to write yesterday, so I'd rather be a day late with something I'm proud of than on time with subpar work.

As always, let me know what you think!

[shintaru]

characters I’ll write for + tags ~ prompt list

Who wants to be tagged for which characters when I post the finished project?

Fic REQUESTS CLOSED

Windbreaker:

Juwan Jang 🦈 TJ

Yumi

Kazuma Takeda

Sung kwon Monster @jesusownsme @cozyunderworld

Mahon Jo

Humming bird

Jo Jay @ankita607 @czyinlive

Junsu Lee / June Lee

Minu yoon

Shelly Scott Dom kang @cozyunderworld @samuelseowife

Sabbath

Hyuk Kwon @inosukehana Wooin yoo @cozyunderworld Vinny hong @ankita607Joker (Hajun) @cozyunderworld @inosukehana

Light Calvary

Owen knight @catsrkool @rossesnd Camilla Nelson

Harry shepherd

Chris D’ Char ~ @rossesnd @cozyunderworld @inosukehana

Noah Austin

League of street

Sangho Choi @cozyunderworld @koiiiiijiii Hwangyeon Choi @koiiiiijiii

Juwon ryu

Kazuma

Kenji ikusaba

Kaneshiro Takeda Ryohei Hachijō Hyōma Nagase

Lookism:

Daniel Park @koiiiiijiii Vasco @koiiiiijiii Jay Hong @koiiiiijiii Zack Lee @koiiiiijiii Jace Park @koiiiiijiii Jiho Park @koiiiiijiii Mary Kim Vin Jin @koiiiiijiii Jaegyeon Na @koiiiiijiii Samuel Seo @vynnyll @samuelseowife @koiiiiijiii @dessmq Eli Jang @koiiiiijiii Johan Seong Jong Gun @vynnyll @koiiiiijiii Joon Goo @koiiiiijiii Jake Kim @vynnyll @koiiiiijiii DG @eugueen @koiiiiijiii Eugene @koiiiiijiii Ryūhei/Nōmen @koiiiiijiii Magami kenta @koiiiiijiii Seonji Yukcho @koiiiiijiii Cho Yisu @koiiiiijiii Cheon taejin @koiiiiijiii gongseob ji @koiiiiijiii gapryong Kim @koiiiiijiii jinyeong park @koiiiiijiii

Jinx:

Jaekyung Kim dan Heesung Yoon gu Baek Junmin

Kuroko’s basketball:

Tetsuya Kuroko Taiga Kagami @cozyunderworld Junpei Hyūga Teppei Kiyoshi Ryōta Kise Yukio Kasamatsu Shintarō Midorima Kazunari Takao Daiki Aomine @cozyunderworld Shōichi Imayoshi Atsushi Murasakibara @cozyunderworld Tatsuya Himuro Seijūrō Akashi @wsknbfanaccnt Reo Mibuchi Makoto Hanamiya Kotarō Hayama Katsunori Harasawa  Chihiro Mayuzumj  momoi satsuki Alex Garcia 

Naruto:

Gaara @aishabbbb kankuro Sasuke @aishabbbb itachi @aishabbbb Kakashi hatake jiraiya Sai Pain sasori orachimaru

blue lock:

Michael Kaiser  shidou Ryusei Meguru Bachira  Rensuke Kunigami Yoichi Isagi  Ryosuke Kira Zantetsu Tsurugi  Reo Mikage  Seishiro Nagi Rin itoshi Sae itoshi Jinpachi Ego pablo cavazos ikki Niko Akira Endoji Jin Kiyora Jingo Raichi Oliver Aiku

one piece:

Luffy @ydkm00 Sanji @hi3431 Zoro Law @nah-idwin Eustass Kid Boa Hancock  Nami  Nico Robin Shanks  Portgas D’Ace  Vivi Nefertari  Crocodile  Smoker Donquixote Doflamingo  Paulie Dracule Mihawk Koby  Pell Hina  Sabo  Katekuri Koala Perona corazon

Bsd:

Osamu Dazai Chuya Nakahara Saigiku Jouno Atsushi Nakajima Doppo Kunikida Ranpo Edogawa Poe Bram Stoker Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

Hell’s paradise:

Gabimaru Aza chobe Aza Toma Yamada Asaemon Shugen Yamada Asaemon Sagiri Yamada Asaemon, Tenza Yamada Asaemon, Shion Yuzuriha

Haikyuu:

Miya atsumu @cozyunderworld Miya osamu Aran ojiro Semi Eita Suna Ushijima wakatoshi Tendou Oikawa toru Tanaka Mad dog kyotani Kentarou Kunimi Akira Bokuto Koutarou Akaashi Keiji daishou suguru Nishinoya Kuroo tetsuro Kenma Kageyama tobio Hinata shoyo Tsukkishima kei Terushima yuji Kita Hoshiumi Yamakoto Lev haiba Haiba Hiroo

jjk:

Gojo Choso Toji Yuta Sukuna Naoya that one hot guy with the mask Nanami

Hsr:

Boothill

Genshin:

Aether Childe ZHONGLI @wsknbfanaccnt scaramouche Kaveh alhaithum

Windbreaker anime:

Burning kabaddi:

@duaajpeg Tatsuya Yoigoshi Kei lura Masato ojo Shinji date Ren takaya Manabu Sakura Yu eikura Yuuki hitomi

Bleach:

Grimmjow Ichigo Renji

Black clover:

Langris vaude Leopald Julius Vangeance Yuno Nozel Asta Luck Magna Klaus Jack Zora

Outer banks:

Rafe JJ Pope

Batman:

Bruce Wayne (bale) Dr. crane (cillian)

Harry Potter:

Draco Voldemort Fred George Harry

Suicide Squad:

Joker (Leto) Harley (Margot)

Jojo’s bizarre adventure:

Dio

Narancia

Anasui

Giorinni

Josuke

[moonstruck-writing]

Ask WIP Title Game

I was tagged by the lovely @scorchieart <3

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

So... I actually have one incredibly long word doc titled "Writing for Myself" in my "2024" folder, where all my WIP live until I finish them. And 99,99% of the time I title the pieces right as I'm about to publish them lol. But for the sake of this game I'll pull out the beginning sentences of the WIP I'm working on!

Suo x reader, reader starts a martial art

Making earrings to match Suo

Getting matching piercings with Kiryuu Mitsuki

Aged-up Kiryu, he had stopped dying his hair, but after you bleached your ends, he wants to dye his hair again

Kiryu x reader, friends to lovers to exes to friends

Tomorrow x together song “opening sequence”, Knight/guard Rio x High society Emma

Kazunari Miyoshi Bday 2024

The 5 year reunion [Kita Shinsuke x reader]

WE RUINED THE FRIENDSHIP [LukeRosa]

Liam Evans x reader | reader is a fellow troupe member and they both are the main characters / lovers in the new play they are preparing

sorry not sorry most of this was windbreaker themed, the brainrot is real. (But you can ask if the general theme speaks to you too!)

Tagging some lovely minds I admire! (No pressure tho): @tiny-wooden-robot-fics @venulus @littleplantfreak @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @emilycollins00

@nian-7 @leonscape @actualbird @otome-crow @lost-khione

PS: yes for some reason nº 9 was in all caps on my doc... I guess I had a lot of feelings about it lol.

[kitausuret]

#eddie brock#he's gone through the cycle twice#no i will not elaborate#...unless someone asks Hey, Kita, I'm asking

(The original post, here, read: "I used to be a human then i was godlike and perfect for a while and then I got tired and now im an beast. you know how it is".)

So. We start at the beginning.

Man, still sorting out symbiosis. (Amazing Spider-Man Annual #26)

Godlike, justified in all his actions no matter the cost. (Amazing Spider-Man #300)

Beast, a true predator. (Amazing Spider-Man #347)

Man again, briefly, having found peace and reflection at last. (Amazing Spider-Man #362)

Godlike, having found purpose in a new place and a new role. (Venom: Lethal Protector [1993] #1 and #2)

Beast, as symbiosis falls apart. (Spectacular Spider-Man [2003] #1 & #3)

Human, as he loses what made him Venom, and is left only with himself. (Marvel Knights Spider-Man #6, and Amazing Spider-Man #568)

Godlike, when becoming Anti-Venom gave him the closest he's pretty much ever had to a true savior complex. (Amazing Spider-Man #569, Venom [2011] #7)

Beast, in the absence of the only thing that gave him meaning and direction in his life in the absence of his other - though in time it is something he learns to channel. (Venom [2011] #17, #35)

And human again, when he hands Toxin off to Jubulile and has to find some kind of peace with himself... (Carnage [2016] #15)

...until he finally rejoins with the Venom Symbiote. There is certainly a kind of divinity in Eddie's reunion with it. He is its savior, for once, rather than its would-be destroyer as he was for so long. He lacks the delusions of grandeur of past times, given his numerous reality checks since the last cycle, but his understanding, while imperfect, feels almost holy at times. There's a spiritual undertone to it all.

This era was, really, the joining of all three feelings - human. divine. beast. (Venom [2016] #150)

But the moment that tips the scales back to Beast is the return of Knull... (Venom [2018] #2-3)

...and ultimately, Eddie is shoved rudely back into his Humanity just long enough for death to claim him. (Venom [2018] #31)

Not even death can hold Eddie Brock, though, and so obviously his next phase is a tumultuous one, but it is Divine nonetheless as the King in Black... though sporting a look unexpected for him. (Venom [2021] #1)

Time is meaningless in Meridius' Garden, but there is a definite shift back yet again to Beast in the form of Bedlam. (Venom [2021] #20)

Until finally, he finds some semblance of all three - Human, Divine, Beast, in the forms of Eddie Brock, the Eventuality, and the as-of-yet-unnamed combination of the (more or less) resurrected Eddie Brock and the remnants of his battle with Bedlam. (Venom [2021] #18, #21)

I know originally I said this was two cycles... but really it's multiple. Eddie is trapped in this never-ending circle of just... over, and over, and over, never truly finding peace. So, really, what is he? Is he just human? Is he a savior? Is he a monster?

That's the question, isn't it? He certainly "knows how it is".