#srhlsx majesty

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𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖐𝖞𝖚𝖚!! 𝖋𝖎𝖈 𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓...

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KAGEYAMA TOBIO…

remember, forever @saintobio ⚘

time out. 18+ @saintobio ✾

SAWAMURA DAICHI…

oh, baby @/bunnytime ⚘ ✾

IWAIZUMI HAJIME…

tiny love @kuroopaisen ⚘ ✾

underground fight club 18+ @saintobio ✾

it’s never easy with you @anime-nymph ✾

rumor has it smau @suganovakawa

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI…

you were loved the most of all @/minahoeshi

double u 18+ @/adelineTM

underwater 18+ @/wanderwithme ⚘ ✾

food babies @lovemeian

offering 18+ @ushidoux

inch of gold @yurens

drabble @tsukishumai

stubborn @aomineavenue

secrets that we keep @aleksblue

KUROO TETSURO…

forget-me-not @/vignettes ⚘

the in-between @kuroopaisen

majesty 18+ @srhlsx

rookie 18+ @fluoresence ✾

sunset river. @softetsurou ✾

SUNA RINTAROU…

broken records 18+ @sukirichi ✾

wastelands. 18+ @saintobio

it’s a typical love story @sunaerin

TSUKISHIMA KEI…

perfect girlfriend @suhkusa

cat’s out of the bag @livinghostly

caught @azucanela

studying @azucanela

make mistakes @littlexbimbo

like father, like daughter @katsushimaa

how to steal tsukishima kei's (non-existent) heart @heekissung-main

OIKAWA TORU…

not my jacket @lotsoffandomimagines ⚘

fickle love @dlucets

insomnia @oomura

a love like winter @tooruluv

KOZUME KENMA…

livestream @fantqsha

fatherhood is incredible, or so they say @itsruiblue

KITA SHINSUKE…

second chance @mintsuke

for rent smau @mintsuke

ripples @kuroopaisen

SAKUSA KIYOOMI…

black curls @kuroosimpurou

love again @xxlightsaberxx

MIYA OSAMU…

next time @starrysamu

MIYA ATSUMU…

cheater @daddyjackfrost

goodbye, love @whistlingwillows

a genuine mess @mimi-cee-hq

tug of war @amjustagirl

homesick @aomineavenue

TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE…

good man. @haik-choo

UKAI KEISHIN…

you heard the lady @captainstiddies

drabble @tsumooo

crow's nest (2) (3) 18+ @meiansmistress

relax 18+ @httptamaki

seek the light 18+ @aizawaorkuroo

3:08 am @jean-kayak

AZUMANE ASAHI…

wedding dress @dearazumane

mango @sunflowershouto

thoughts and feelings @bobsie

AKAASHI KEIJI…

deep spring @yurens

BOKUTO KOUTAROU…

bye-bye! @justnnyx

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haikyuu!! recommended.

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☼ — fluff • ☾ — angst • ✧ — hurt/comfort • ★ — 18+

general.

ships.

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO × MATSUKAWA ISSEI (MATSUHANA).

plus one by orphan_account • ao3 • ☼

“I am not dating you unless you ask me out,” Matsukawa says stubbornly, lips curving upwards into a grin when Hanamaki cocks an eyebrow at him. “If you want this,” he gestures to his body. “You have to ask.”

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KAGEYAMA TOBIO.

first priority by devilyn • tumblr. • ☾ ✧

It was unrealistic for you to wish to be a priority when he had his whole professional career in front of him--he had to focus 100% of his time into that. Yet, was it really unrealistic for you to ask for just 1% of that time?

KUROO TETSURŌ.

majesty by srhlsx • tumblr. • ☾ ★

You felt it too, in that moment. Much sooner than you had ever expected to feel it, but you were sure. “I love you too.”

the in–between by kuroopaisen • tumblr. • ☼ ☾ ★

You really couldn’t have predicted that the two of you would get so close. And each and every day, you grew closer still.

three sunflowers by haikyuufairy • tumblr. • ☼ ☾ ✧

Their stems are large, tickling your palms with their fuzz, and their faces are large and bright with petals longer than your fingers. They’re captivating with their colors vivid, and they smell like the earth.

belated regrets by devilyn • tumblr. • ☾ ✧

It wasn’t uncommon for Kuroo to apologize to you just because he knew you were upset. Still, you always forgave him solely because he was your best friend. But now, you knew better.

OIKAWA TŌRU.

a love like winter by tooruluv • tumblr. • ☼ ☾

“I thought I was in love with you, too.” You said, finally.

TSUKISHIMA KEI.

my last by devilyn • tumblr. • ☾ ✧

Last night, he spat words that you knew he didn’t mean. And though you had become an expert at interpreting his true intentions, it didn’t stop the pain he inflicted.

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI.

red thread. by deltachye • ao3 • ☼ ☾ ✧ ★

What would things look like if you were into volleyball, too? If you were closer to his age? If you had a different soulmate?

© VAMANDI. LAST UPDATED 26 MAY 2022.

[yasumasahh]

I saw this and immediately thought of Majesty by @srhlsx​ 

[srhlsx]

masterlist | PROLOGUE | chapter 1

warnings: mentions of blood, kidnapping, violence

It was dark.

That was the first thing you had realized when your senses started to come back. The faint ringing in your ears was incessant and made it feel like a knife was being driven into your skull. Trying to take in a breath of air, your lungs clenched tightly in pain, the muscles surrounding your ribs cramping and making you cough. It was a difficult feat to clear your lungs, the coughing fit you had was wet and sounded garbled, like something was blocking your airway.

And there was.

You tried to move to the side, but your shoulders and arms were tightly tied to the chair you were sitting in, making it impossible to move. You ended up coughing all over yourself, a mixture of blood and spit trickling out of the corner of your mouth. 

The sound of a heavy lock being opened made you lift your head back up. One of your eyes was pretty swollen along with your cheek, the dull ache of what would become a nasty bruise made you flinch ever so slightly. You relaxed against the restraints that were digging into your skin as the door opened to reveal two men on the other side. You had no idea who they were, just that they had been visiting you fairly frequently since you’d been locked in the damp room.

One was tall, with broad shoulders and an almost lifeless look in his eyes. The other, shorter and skinnier but still having a menacing air about him, did most of the talking whenever they came.

“Ah, the princess has finally decided to wake up. Did you have a nice nap?” The shorter one cooed in a condescending tone as he approached you, his partner closing the door behind them.

“I am a queen, you f-”

The feeling of a calloused hand wrapping around your neck tightly cut off the words you tried to speak. You felt the squeezing of your airway, the muscles constricting against one another as your lungs began to burn. The hand of the man moved, his fingers clenching tightly - painfully - against your jaw and making you look up at him.

“You are no queen,” He spat. “Just some whore who married the first would-be ruler that looked her way.”

He let go of your face with a rough shove, making you jerk to the side harshly. The crude laughter that filled the space made the anger inside of you boil over. You looked to the man in front of you, eyes squinted and face forming the best glare you could. Your tongue shifted around in your dry mouth, jaw flexing to ease some of the discomfort. You looked at the men laughing at you and reared your head back, spitting a sizable wad of saliva and blood in their direction, watching as it landed on the cheek of the shorter of the two in a disgusting splatter.

His eyes flashed with a rage and his hand reared back. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the small, damp room. Your eyes were unfocused for a moment, the ringing in your ears getting louder in time with the pounding of your head. When you turned your face back to look at the men before you, you knew you had struck a nerve.

You snorted out a laugh, confusing the men for a moment. Shaking your head back and forth you gave them each a pointed stare before tilting your head back to rest against the chair.

“You are so fucked when he finds out what you did to me,” You said to the ceiling, watching the light flicker.

“Your king will have to find you first,” The taller of the two sneered from where he stood by the door. You looked at him with a dark glint in your eyes, fixing your posture against your bindings and mentally preparing yourself for another blow that was sure to come.

“He will.” You said, confidently. “And when he does, you’ll wish you had never laid your filthy hands on me.”

*

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[srhlsx]

master | chapter 2 | CHAPTER 3 | chapter 4

warnings: none

Waking up in a bed that was not familiar to you, you had to take a few moments to stretch your back and neck and work out the kinks that had formed over night. A loud groan erupted from your chest, the pleasure of stretching making your eyes roll in the back of your head as you let your body wake up more. Sitting up, the soft covers slipped down your body and bunched in your lap revealing your typical nightgown.

The sound of a throat clearing across the room made your eyes blink open, your gaze shifting to see a tall figure seated lazily on a couch. His hair looked disheveled but he was dressed neatly in a pair of cropped black dress pants with a white button up tucked into the waistband. He was handsome, no one could deny that, but he averted his gaze away from your figure as he covered his mouth with a fist as he coughed.

“Well, good morning.” You greeted, a slight smirk forming on your face from the surprise of seeing him there. You took note of the folded blanket and pillow resting on the opposite end of the couch from him, your thoughts connecting. “You didn’t seriously sleep there last night, did you?”

“I didn’t think you’d appreciate a stranger crawling into bed with you,” He seemed to finally find his nerve and turned to face you as he spoke. “Especially in the middle of the night.”

“When you hadn’t come up by midnight I kind of gave up on you coming to bed at all,” You said. “Your mother made it seem like you knew I’d be staying in your room with you.”

“She’s not my mother.” He was quick to correct. “And I did know, I just got caught up with a few things.”

“Mhmm,” You hummed, lips pursing together in thought. There was something deeper going on there but you definitely didn’t think it was your place to explore - yet. “Anyways, I’m (Y/n).”

You crawled forward to the edge of the bed, extending your hand out in his direction. He hesitated a moment, face contorting into an expression of almost amusement as he lifted himself up to his feet and took a few large steps towards you. His hand completely enveloped yours as he took it in his grasp, long fingers wrapping around your own and giving it a shake. “Kuroo,” He said, then continuing with a shrug. “Or Tetsurō, whatever you want since we’re getting married.”

“That we are,” You nodded, giving him a small smile and raising an eyebrow. After a moment you sat back on the bed, Kuroo tucking his hands into the pockets of his pants casually as he looked down at you. The muscles in his arms strained against the fabric of his shirt as Kuroo shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “So, what now?”

“Have you toured the grounds yet?” Kuroo asked. You shook your head no and he nodded in response. “Your new guard can show you around. He’s waiting outside, I’ll introduce you whenever you are ready.”

“You won’t be the one to show me around?” You asked, the tone of your voice having a blunt edge to it. You narrowed your eyes slightly, shoulders slumping as you realized he was probably trying to get away as soon as possible. 

“I have a few other obligations already,” He said, eyes shifting away from your gaze. “But I’ve arranged for our dinner to be served here tonight so I’ll meet back up with you then.”

You nodded your head and Kuroo noted the sour look forming on your face, but it wasn’t like there was much he could do to change it now. “Right. Dinner.” You said, getting out of bed to pad over to the bathroom to start getting ready - not bothering to adjust how your nightgown had become skewed. “Well, you can go. I can take care of myself.”

Kuroo didn’t doubt that. He had heard plenty about the princess from Chubu and as you shut the door to the bathroom behind you he knew he hadn’t made the greatest of first impressions. Kuroo cursed to himself under his breath, hesitating for a moment, wondering if he should apologize to you but thinking better of it as he heard the shower start.

“She’s getting ready,” He mumbled to the guard standing outside the bedroom door. The wide-eyed guard nodded in understanding, his silent demeanor no surprise to the prince. “Just show her around, make sure no one bothers her too much.”

“Yes, your highness.”

- 

You had gotten word halfway through your tour of the castle that the Queen had requested your presence. You were just about to sit down for lunch when a messenger came into the dining area, making you pause and glance over at your guard - Fukunaga - who you had introduced yourself to earlier that morning. He didn’t react other than blinking slowly, which in your mind was all you needed to know about the ‘spur of the moment’ timing of the Queen.

You followed the messenger to the far end of the west wing of the castle, Fukunaga following a few steps behind. He told you he would wait for you outside the double doors you were being ushered through, revealing not only the Queen but Alisa and a gaggle of other women as well.

“(Y/n),” You were greeted by the soft smile of the Queen as she motioned with her hands for you to step forward. “I’m sorry this is so sudden, but I thought we would want to get preparations started as soon as possible.”

You followed her gaze to a small pedestal where a woman with measuring tape was waiting. Chewing at the inside of your cheek, you ignored the growling of your stomach and nodded your head. You were sure it was no coincidence that the Queen had wanted to interrupt your meal for you to get measured.

“It’s tradition for the groom to pick the bride’s dress in Kanto weddings,” She smiled as you stepped up to the platform, letting your limbs be pulled in all directions as the women around you helped you undress. The Queen gave you a not-so-subtle glance from top to bottom, eyeing the light and colorful clothing you had chosen to wear that day. “Although for us it might be for the best, since you don’t quite dress the way we do here.”

“Dark clothes aren’t typically in fashion back home, your majesty.” You responded, sucking in a breath as the cold hands of the seamstress began taking your measurements. “It’ll take some time to get used to the change.”

“Yes, yes.” She waved off your concern, motioning for one of the women in her group waiting off to the side to step forward and begin taking notes. “Now that we have your measurements, we can start adjusting your wardrobe as well.”

“I’d like to keep some color,” You spoke to the girl taking notes, her eyes shifting between you and the Queen a few times, like she was making sure what you were saying was okay. “I’m still going to be queen of Chubu, I’d like to keep that identity.”

“Of course.” The queen refrained from clipping her words too much, opting instead to flash a closed-eye smile at you with her hands clasped in front of her. “Well, I must get going, I just wanted to make sure you were taken care of here.”

“Thank you, your majesty.” You bowed as best you could while still being pulled and pinched by the seamstress.

You watched as the Queen and her group of followers left the room, waiting until you were sure the doors were shut before turning to Alisa with wide eyes. You grabbed at her arm, making her stutter back in surprise and turn to you with concern. 

“Your highness?”

“Food,” You practically gasped. “Please, ask Fukunaga to get me some food.”

Alisa let out a loud sigh of relief, surely thinking you were going to snap at her about something else. She was glad to see that you were just hungry and unafraid to ask for food. “Right away, your highness.”

“Also,” You stopped her right as she had turned away. She turned around quickly, eyes wide wondering what else you might need. “(Y/n) is fine.”

Her smile lit up her face as she nodded, turning back around to the door and leaving you to the mercy of the seamstress once again.

- 

“Tell me about your mother.”

Kuroo paused his chewing and looked at you sideways without quite turning his head. After a beat, his mouth started moving again and he swallowed before speaking up. “What do you mean?”

You gestured vaguely in the air to encourage him to talk. “Your mother, the first queen.” You said. “This morning you told me the queen is not your mother, but she’s been married to your father for, what? About fifteen years now. She’s really the only queen the country knows much about.”

Kuroo nodded thoughtfully, thinking to himself how he wanted to answer your questions. It wasn’t often that people asked about his birth mother since she had died some twenty-plus years ago when he was just a child. While his father’s second wife certainly helped raise Kuroo, there was always that underlying feeling of a connection never being made.

“I don’t remember much,” Kuroo said. “But I know I look like her.”

You sat back and studied the man before you, his features and the way he moved. The two of you were sitting on opposite couches in your living quarters, the low table with an exquisite spread of food before you serving almost as a barrier between the two of you. He seemed to not want to make much eye contact with you, which was a little surprising. The confident persona he created towards the general public had disappeared behind closed doors.

 “I’m sure it’s been hard,” You said as you continued to watch him. “My mother has been sick my entire life, so I guess in a sense I can understand.”

“I’m not looking for pity.” He said, glancing towards you from the corner of his sharp eyes. “I barely knew her.”

“Ah yes, there he is.” You nodded with a knowing smirk, leaning back against the plush cushion of the couch. “The strong prince, hardened by the tragedy of his past.”

“Talk about hardened by tragedy,” Kuroo gave you a look, nodding in your direction before taking a sip of his drink. “I believe you wrote the book.”

You continued to smirk at him, appreciating the way he finally seemed to drop the proper act and talk to you. “Just one chapter,” You replied smartly, making the corner of his lips twitch ever so slightly upwards. “Well anyways, I suppose it’s for the best that two people like us get married.”

“Why do you say that?” Kuroo looked at you, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, hands folded together as he eyed you.

“We’re both obviously miserable, no thanks to our families of course.” You shrugged. “And as they say, misery loves company.”

A pause, breath hanging in the air between the two of you, before Kuroo spoke up - his eyes narrowed and studied you closely. “Are you really so miserable, Princess?” He asked.

“Are you offering to fix that, Prince?” You shot back, maybe a little more hotly than what was necessary. Kuroo quirked an eyebrow at your snippy response. You looked away from him quickly, sucking at your front teeth before responding. “Sorry. I’m still working on that.”

“The attitude or the mindset?” Kuroo snorted, a breathy chuckle leaving his nose as he settled against the back of his own couch. “Because both could use a little work.”

“You really do like poking at people, don’t you?” 

“It’s fun to push buttons and get a rise out of someone,” He shrugged casually. “People usually show their true colors when they are annoyed or angry.”

“True colors, huh? Are you trying to discover the real me?” Kuroo half smirked at your question, raising a shoulder lazily as he slung and arm across the back to the couch. You eyed him warily. “You may not like it.”

“We’ll see about that, Princess.”

-

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[srhlsx]

masterlist | chapter 1 | CHAPTER 2 | chapter 3

warnings: none?

“Is the weather in Kanto much different from here, your highness?”

“Honestly Mae, I’ve never set foot in Kanto.” You turned away from the racks of hanging clothing in your closet to hand over another dress to the girl standing near you. She was only a few years younger than you, having just started her job as one of your maids a few weeks ago. She grabbed the dress from you and neatly packed it away with the other clothes you had picked out. “I think I’ll pack a little bit of everything, just to be sure.”

“A wise choice,” She nodded. You had to roll your eyes at her formality. No matter how many times you told her she didn’t have to talk to you so stiffly, she couldn’t get past it. “Your mother mentioned we’d be sending the rest of your things later.”

“Mhmm, what should I wear for my arrival?” You stepped back to get a better look across the clothing you hadn’t yet packed. Your hands rested at your hips as you mulled over the possibilities, the young maid stepping up to stand next to you and look around as well.

“Your new king’s colors are red and black, maybe something of those colors.”

You jumped, slightly startled at the new voice that came from the doorway separating your bedroom from your closet. Both you and Mae turned around quickly to see the bright eyes and sharp expression of Hoshiumi watching you.

“Doesn’t really match my aesthetic though,” You smirked at him before turning back to the array of light colored clothes you owned, “Maybe I’ll just wear white to scare the poor boy who has to marry me.”

Looking over at Mae, who had significantly shrunken in on herself with the arrival of Hoshiumi in his full soldier uniform, you nodded towards the door to signal to her that it was okay for her to leave. She scurried away, grabbing the bag of clothing that was finished packing and bowing quickly at both of you before disappearing.

“She’s quite meek,” Hoshiumi observed, turning to look at you after watching your maid leave.

“She’ll grow into it,” You mumbled. You distracted yourself with folding another piece of clothing into the open bag that was left. A thick air hung in the space you stood in, a sadness that had consumed you since news of your departure had been made known.

Your wedding was in one week and you were departing for Kanto and its capital city of Tokyo that evening. Things between you and your guard had been tense ever since you told him what your father’s plan for you was. He was quiet about it, silently stewing over the fact that you were being forced into the whole thing. You reminded him it was your duty and you could handle yourself, but he still had a sharp look in his eyes whenever it was brought up.

“Keep looking at me like that and I might start thinking you’re going to miss me, Kōrai.” You smiled up at him, quirking your eyebrow in a teasing manner.

He let out a bitter sounding chuckle, shaking his head and stepping into the room towards you. “Hardly,” he started. “The kitchen workers and I are throwing a celebration the minute you’re gone.”

You snorted a breath of air through your nose, turning back to your folding although now you weren’t doing a very neat job of it. “Yeah well…” You mumbled, the sad thought that you were actually leaving your home starting to hit you. You turned to Hoshiumi and gave him a thin, closed-lip smile, the action not meeting your eyes as you leaned against the table your bag rested on. “I’m sorry you won’t get to become a king.”

“(Y/n),” He stepped closer to you, reaching a hand up to caress your cheek gently. “You know that is never what it’s been about.”

“I-” Your voice was cut off when his hand that had been on your cheek drifted to the back of your head and pulled you forward towards him. Your eyes closed as Hoshiumi’s lips pressed to yours in a deep kiss. He didn’t try anything else, content with keeping you pressed against him for as long as you would allow. It wasn’t the first time the two of you had kissed by any means, but the way he held onto you made it clear he wanted the last time to be memorable. After a few moments you lifted your hands to push on his chest and create a little bit of distance between the two of you. “Kōrai, I-”

“You will always be my queen, (Y/n).” He said, his eyes held a sad but hard expression as they shifted their gaze to something over your head - anything to not look directly at you. “I’m leaving tomorrow, for Chugoku.”

“Leaving?” You questioned, finally snapping out of the haze that had gathered in your head. “I thought you were going to be here in charge of the guard? Who will-”

“Your brother has called for me, he offered me a position in his King’s Guard when he is crowned next year.” Hoshiumi stepped away from you, fixing pieces of his uniform that didn’t need fixing but served as a good distraction. Your silence made him look up at you after a few seconds, “Gao will take over here and you’ll be provided a new guard when you get to Tokyo. His majesty’s guard is known to be above and beyond in skill, I find comfort in knowing you’ll be taken care of.”

You nodded along with his words, turning back to folding your clothes. You had accepted your fate, but the sadness was still there and you let it show when you threw a piece of clothing into the bag a little more aggressively than what was needed. “This fuckin’ blows,” You said, Hoshiumi chuckling at your choice of vulgar words.

“If anyone can survive this, it’s you princess.” Hoshiumi laughed at the over-dramatic pout that had adorned your features, pulling you into a comforting hug and resting his chin on top of your head. “Just watch your temper.”

Wrapping your arms around your old friend you squeezed him extra tight, allowing yourself a little bit more time for sadness before you had to leave your home.

-

As the car pulled onto the road that led to your future home, you had to admit you were impressed. Even being in the middle of a large city, Castle Nekoma was on a plot of land that stretched far and wide with a lush lawn of green grass and scattered trees. A river snaked its way parallel to the road and eventually curved to surround the castle on two sides.

The castle itself was built entirely of gray stones, the tall towers and smooth arches that made up the structure of it were beautifully crafted and reminded you much of your own home. You’d been to many castles around Japan and even within your own kingdom, but having never set foot in Kanto you weren’t sure what you’d find for the king’s living arrangements. The royal family was known for their power and wealth so it was no surprise their castle was a sight to behold.

“Your highness?” You were pulled out of your thoughts with the stopping of the SUV, the driver looking at you through the rear-view mirror and his darkly tinted sunglasses. “We’ve arrived.”

You nodded your head and sat up a little straighter as the door next to you was opened by a middle aged man in a black suit. Taking the hand he held out for you, you stepped out onto the stone pathway leading up to the castle before you. Waiting a few feet away at the top of a set of steps was an older couple you instantly recognized as the current King, Yasufumi Nekomata, and his wife. They stood with modest smiles on their faces as you climbed the steps, your heels clacking against the stones the only sound while servants and soldiers watched. 

“Your majesty,” You put on your best smile and bowed deeply towards the old man, lifting up after a moment and repeating the greeting towards his wife. “Thank you for receiving me.”

“We are glad to have you Princess,” Nekomata said, his narrow eyes crinkling even smaller as he smiled at you. “I do apologize our son will not be joining us.”

“I understand the prince has his priorities,” You nodded politely, the smile on your face did not reach your eyes and you didn’t mean for it to. You had your suspicions that the prince would not greet you, not out of disrespect but because he had not had the mind for it. He prioritized his training, royal duties, over greeting some foreign princess he was going to marry regardless. 

You would not let this small bump impact you, but you would hold it against him. 

“Come,” Nekomata waved a hand at the servants unloading your things behind you from the car and then turned to walk into the castle, holding out an arm for his wife to grab. “Let’s give you a brief tour and then show you to your living space, I’m sure you’re wary from traveling.”

You didn’t get the full tour, really only getting shown around the wing of the castle where the living quarters were located, but it didn’t matter much as your feet were hurting and the sun signaled it was getting close to time for dinner to be served. 

A servant opened the door to a large and ornate living space, and you had to stop yourself from actually gawking at the arrangements. You knew the royal family of Tokyo was wealthy, but this was extravagant.

You took a few steps in, turning around to take it all in as the queen followed after you with a pretty girl with long blonde hair wearing a dark uniform trailing after her. “This will be your living space, I do hope it’s comparable to what you are used to.”

“Yes, your majesty.” You breathed out, taking a closer look at some of the more personal details around the room - like small trinkets on the nightstands, a tossed shirt, or a casual spear resting in the corner. Confused, you turned to her to complete your thoughts. “Um, this is very satisfactory.”

“Ah, I see Tetsurō didn’t quite clean up everything like I asked.” She chuckled, motioning towards the items you had been pointedly looking at. At your confused look she continued to explain, “These are the prince’s living quarters. Since you will be married soon we assumed it would be easiest to have you move in here now - to make the transition easier and not have you move too often.”

Pursing your lips together, you tried not to be too obvious in your hesitation over the arrangements. The queen was smiling at you, eyes closed although you got the sense she was waiting for you to protest, to challenge her. You nodded in understanding, “I appreciate you accommodating so much for me.”

“Well, dear, you will be family in a few days. We take care of each other here.” She placed a delicate, manicured hand on your cheek - her touch was light, but you felt the weight of power off it anyways. “Alisa will be your attendant, let her know if there is anything you need.”

You smiled at the girl who was waiting by the door, she bowed and smiled brightly back at you. “It is lovely to meet you, your highness.” She greeted, hands clasped in front of her tightly. “I look forward to serving you.”

As the queen said her goodbyes, you let Alisa know that you’d like to take your dinner in your room for that night, citing fatigue as your reasoning. Nodding fervently, she excused herself and went to gather up the meal for you.

Now alone, you took the opportunity to explore the living space you found yourself in. Unlike yours back home, this space was one large room. The head of the bed was against the far wall, the surrounding curtains pulled back and tied against the four posts at each corner, and an overwhelming number of dark colored pillows decorating the surface. The more you looked around you noted how seriously they took their royal colors here, everything was a dark shade of red, accented in gold, or completely black.

A closed door led to what you assumed was the bathroom and closet, but you’d explore that later. What was calling out to you most was a set of double doors, already open and leading to a balcony that looked over the large courtyard of the castle. You made your way outside, the air already starting to cool off with the setting of the sun. Walking to the ledge and leaning your weight on your elbows with your arms crossed over each other casually you could see the expanse of the courtyard.

More importantly, you saw a group of what looked like soldiers sparring with each other. You were getting married in a few days, but you were also a woman in her early twenties - it wouldn’t hurt anyone to admire what was in front of you. Leaning forward a little more comfortably, you watched the men who looked around your age, grunting and tousling against each other.

“What’s wrong, Bokuto? Giving up so easily?” Kuroo stood up from his fighting stance, leaning his weight against the blunt training staff he was holding. He shot a smirk at his friend, the teasing glint in his eyes brighter than ever in the light of the setting sun.

“Your bride has arrived,” Bokuto nodded behind Kuroo in the direction that had caught his attention. 

Kuroo stood straight and turned around, lazily following Bokuto’s gaze up to the third floor balcony that was attached to his own living quarters. Bokuto had been right, leaning against the ledge stood a beautiful creature, hair carried by the wind, gaze most definitely on the group of sparring men - on him. Wearing a pale pink dress immediately told the group you were not from around there, although yours was a face not easily forgotten anyways.

“Damn,” Bokuto chuckled. “They sure make ‘em right in Chubu. I heard she’s a real piece of work.”

“Yes, she is King Hirugami’s only daughter.” Kuroo said, sweeping his staff towards Bokuto and catching him off guard, making him stumble when his legs were nearly taken out from beneath him. “Now stop staring and fight me.”

“Yes, your highness.” Bokuto sneered at the prince, walking back into the training space they had previously been in.

Your eyes watched as the two who had been staring at you moved back to practice together some more, and you kept watching as they began moving against one another with calculated and deliberate strikes.

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ATTENTION MAJESTY READERS:

In the next couple of weeks I’m just going to spam update the series, so if you are on the tag list and don’t want to be updated every day let me know and I can just tag you at the end when it’s completely posted!

I’m kinda losing it with tumblr so once majesty is done I’m going to take a break and dip out for a while ✌️ no real reason - I’m just not reading anything here and yeah... just not with it 🤷‍♀️

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ngl I admire how you're able to write chapters like nothing and they're really good too they dont sound rushed you do an amazing job as an author!!!!

Ha!!! I actually DONT. I have every chapter of a series completely written and read through at least twice before I even THINK about posting the first chapter.

I can’t count the number of failed projects I’ve started and never finished bc I’d post a chapter right away and the like 3 chapters in I have no idea what I’m writing about???

I tried being patient with Majesty but that was done being written like... a month ago? Idk. It’s just how I operate!

But I love you! And I do so appreciate your love and attention on everything 🥺🥺🥺

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can I be added to the Majesty tag list please? that is if you're still taking additions to it 👉👈

Ahh yes of course!!! Get ready for a barrage this next week 🤩

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AHHHHH so I haven't done this before, bc I've been a bit shy to send in ask before, but now I couldn't resist.

I really, truly, genuinely love your Majesty series, and it's one thing I eagerly look forward to each and every week. Everything, from the style, to the character dynamics, the political background, it's all so much fun to read. I've got a lot on my plate right now, but I look forward to reading me way through your master list one day!!💙

Wait stop it. Today has been horrid and this absolutely made everything better 🥺🥺🥺

Omg I actually tried really hard with writing Majesty to do some research and not just throw it together like I have in the past so I REALLY appreciate you saying this!!!!!!

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I loved the latest chapter of majesty. I love how the reader is so strong! Can I be tagged in the next chapter? You're constantly putting me on the edge of my seat with your writing ma'am!

absoLUTELY you can be added!!

Thank you for the love!!

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I know I dont drop by often, but majesty is great.

All the action, the diplomatics and how fierce reader is. So many theories, omg

I just love it. Thank you.

Omg NO not worthy plz 🥺 but thank YOU I’m excited to see how people react to the next few chapters 👀

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just felt like I needed to say this BUTTT I read all the chapters of Majesty in one sitting its SO goooddddd I said cant wait to see where this story goes I love itttt

Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! Thank you omg 🥰🤩

I love seeing people crank through a story bc I am the same way 100% - I’m so glad you like it!!