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tags: GN reader, pro hero bakugo, reader works at the same agency, pre relationship + established friendship, pining bakugo, hand massages (character receiving)

wc: 1.3k

Katsuki heaves a sighing breath as he falls back against the couch in his office. Weighted, he sinks. The corded muscles in his body feel like wet sand, held together by too tight skin. Worst of all is the incessant ache in his hands — a pulsing pain that beats like his heart.

Half obscured by drooping eyelids, he stares out the wide, floor length windows at the darkening cityscape, dappled by sparse droplets of rain. Night draws on and the sun has sheathed into the horizon. It had been a rough shift, even by his standards.

Katsuki hated winter. Most of all, he hated rain.

Temperatures had been dropping with every coming week; seasons changed, and the once tepid air grew sharper. Wrought by cold, his body pushed its own limits to compensate for the strain on his quirk.

The hot shower hadn’t helped much. Admittedly, he was quietly relieved to be out of uniform and in the comfort of his agency — in his private office, where no one would bother him without prior warning—

A familiar, rhythmic knock pulls him out of his thoughts. He tips his head back into the cushions and grimaces at the damp hair clinging to his nape. You are standing in the doorway with your knuckles lingering against the doorframe, a knowing look on your face.

��No one but you.

“Get lost,” he mutters without any true malice. More than anything, it is an invitation to join him. You know him well enough to hear it, smile widening as you enter.

“You’re a ray of sunshine as always,” you reply. His gaze is drawn to the files you have tucked under your arm, a familiar seal peeking from behind your sleeve, and he groans under his breath.

Waving a hand in the general direction of his work desk and masking the uncomfortable tenderness felt in his wrist, he says, “Just put the reports on my desk. I’ll get them finished before I clock out”.

You hum an acquiescent melody, footfalls leading to the far end of his office. Katsuki’s eyes fall closed in search of respite. It strikes him how significant it is that he can do so when it’s just the two of you.

Over the years you had tentatively but persistently sought to befriend him; he wouldn’t call the seed in his chest that of blossoming friendship, but you were at least pleased to have fought and won your way into his life.

His ears prick at the muted sound of papers being shuffled. A desk draw pulled open with that irritating, stubborn squeak that he can never seem to get fixed. Your tune pauses only for you to make a small noise of accomplishment.

Feeling your presence in front of him, Katsuki’s eyes slide back open. As he’d relaxed his knees had spread, hips slipped further down the couch, sinking into the padding. You’ve seated yourself on the edge of the coffee table, right between his thighs.

There’s a flutter of warmth in his belly — and his immediate impulse is to smother it, to quickly cover the kindling with a damp cloth before it spreads. But your expression is so warm; you’ve reached into him, flint and spark, and you don’t even know it.

You appear completely at ease and he wants to hate you for it. You’re smart, observant, and he likes that about you. There isn’t any reality inwhich you do not see the bob of his throat as he nervously swallows, or the way his stare lingers on your mouth as it moves.

“Gimme your hand,” you instruct him, proffering your own and beckoning with a come hither motion. In the shallow of your palm is his medicated hand cream. He squints to feign suspicion and distract from the rush of blood to his ears.

When he leans forward it’s to snatch the pot out of your hand, but you quickly hold it behind your back. “I can do that shit myself,” he grunts. Elbows now rested on his knees, you’re much closer than before.

The corners of your eyes crinkle. “I know. But I want to do ‘this shit’ for you today,” you nodded back toward the desk. “I even finished up your reports for you already. Let me do this, too”.

He can taste copper on his tongue when he clicks it. The inside of his lip weeps blood, held between his teeth. Your offer is tempting and that in itself is an anomaly. Because Katsuki always does everything himself — his own way.

“Why?”

You blink, as if you hadn’t expected him to ask. Like the answer was entirely obvious. “Because it’s been raining,” you answer.

You’re so annoying, he thinks. “You’re so annoyin’,” he mutters, averting his gaze as he places his sore right hand into yours. “Just— get it over with”.

You’re bright in his periphery. Grinning, eyes positively gleaming. You screw the cap off the tub of balm and scoop some out onto the end of two fingers, spreading it over his skin.

Lightly grasping his wrist, applying firm pressure to your thumbs, you curve them up and down in a slow ‘c’ shaped motion. Slow, warm and smooth, you glide along the length of his forearm and back.

His breathing audibly hitches when you overturn his hand, brushing his inner wrist. “Tender here?” you murmur, massaging at the heel and gradually descending to his palm.

“Bit,” he rasps. Because it isn’t a lie, but it isn’t the truth. You release the tension in his muscles with careful, sensual movements. The cold has retreated from his worn body. Katsuki thinks he’s never been warmer than he is now; the balm is wet and slick, and the sound echoes through him.

You slot into the spaces between his fingers and give attention to each one, rubbing over his blunt nails. Then you intertwine them with your own. Meaningfully meeting his gaze, you roll his wrist clockwise, and then reverse.

These are weapons that have propelled him through the air; destroyed concrete structures and burned flesh. You touch them with what feels like… gratitude. Steadfast affection. And that implication thunders louder in his ears than any explosion could.

Finally, you glide your fingers upward in a gentle rocking motion and relinquish your grip. “One done,” you announce in a low voice, as not to disturb the atmosphere that has encased you both. Katsuki clenches his hand into a fist and finds it barely hurts.

There’s a blush in his cheeks that he can’t will away, and he knows that you see it. Clearing his throat, he says “Not bad”.

Ignoring how easily you perk up, he uses the distraction to successfully steal the pot from you.

“Bakugo—!”

He holds it out of your reach. You steady your clean hand on his thigh as you stretch forward, and a familiar sensation in his abdomen coils tighter. “I can do the other one myself. Stop try’na coddle me, dick head”.

You’re pouting. Annoyingly cute, he thinks. “You’ve had a hard shift. Is it such a crime that I want to do something for you?”

“Yes,” he deadpanned. “You have the same hours as me. What you should be doing is getting your own shit together”.

Your body heat is seeping through the fabric of his sweatpants. Close enough to count each eyelash, to see the minute twitch of a smile at the corner of your lips, to smell the scented bodywash you bring to work every day. “I see how it is,” you drawled. “It’s sweet that you’re worried about me”.

Reflexively, “Am not. Fuck off”.

You laugh at his childishness. The temptation is fleeting, but for a short moment, Katsuki’s resolve weakens, and he feels himself reeled into your magnetism.

Then he rips his hand back, baring his teeth in a wicked grin. “If you want to be useful so badly go get us something to eat”.

“Sure, sure,” you murmur, reaching toward the tissue box in the centre of the coffee table and wiping the excess off your hands. Not once do your eyes stray from his. “Shall I make it spicy?”

“You know the answer to that question”.

Heavily, you get to your feet and leave him as you found him — with an unsettlingly knowing smile. “Yeah. I do”.

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You starred at him with glassy eyes, he was unmoving with his head hung low. He had called you every name he knew, told you how little you meant to him, but here he was, standing at your front door. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes. 

“What do you want?” Your voice was bitter, angry even. After everything he did, now here he was, staring at your in your pajama pants and tank top, begging to come into your home in escape of the cold, like a cat. 

You bit your lip in annoyance, stepping out of the way. “Get inside.” you wanted to slam the door in his face, but no matter how many times he burned you, you would hold your arms open and steady for him every time. 

You went to put a hand on his shoulder and he pulled away, it set off the match in your chest. “Dammit, what did I ever do to you?! What did I ever do to make you treat me like I was horrid to you? What did I ever do to make you hate me?” You yelled. Finally encountering the feelings that had been buried deep for so long. “Tell me!” You shoved him now, causing his eyes to dart to yours, tears finally falling. 

“You walked away! You moved on. IT WAS SO EASY FOR YOU!” he screamed back. “All I ever wanted was you, and you left me alone.” He was quiet now, starring at you coldly. “What do you mean I walked away. I was always here and you shut me out!” you gasped. 

“I didn’t think I deserved you. I had to shut you out to keep you from getting caught up in this!” he said gesturing to himself. “You seem so happy, so content, and all I can ever think of is how much I fucked up, because I lo-” he cut himself off, pulling at his locks. 

“You love me?” You gasped. “Don’t act like you have to rub it in my face or something.” “No, I.. I love you too.” His eyes darted to find answers in yours. Lies? Deceit? “I thought you were done when youo walked away.” you said, lowering your head. 

You felt him getting closer and he caught your chin with his fingers. “I will never be done with you. I love you more than anything, I’m just too scared to admit it.” He smirked shyly. “I think you just did.” You smiled, leaning up to meet his lips. 

OSAMU suna oikawa | Chifuyu KAZUTORA mikey HANMA SANZU | SANEMI iguro GYUTARO | Bakugo DABI 

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They leave you at the alter

All ANGST, wedding angst. No gender mentioned. 

You stood, legs shaking in front of your groom. Lip trembling as he sputtered over the words that were suppose to be “I do.” Instead, he hesitated, he began saying something else. Something along the lines of, “I don’t think I can do this. I-I don’t know if this is right..” He began making excuses and as tears blurred your vision you felt the bouquet drop from your grasp. 

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Based off this ^^ post I saw

Dabi x Hero!Reader

There were puddles down the ally where you were limping. The sun was long gone and the dim glow from the streetlights made vague shadows along the walls. You clutched your stomach and gasped for air, finally making it to the subally. There was a door that you wouldn’t know was there if you didn’t know there to look. You shakingly made a fist just strong enough for two knocks before having to stabilize yourself against the frame.

The door opened and you all but collapsed in the warmth of the room. “Holy shi-, y/n?” You were doing your best to stand up and look him in the eye but your crippling figure must have looked pathetic. “I didn’t know where else to go.” You said, spit and blood dripping on your lip. He took a deep breath, looking around the ally behind you before pulling you inside.

He helped you to the couch before standing in front of you, hand entangled in dark locks. “What the fuck happened to you?” He asked. “Fight with some low level thugs, they pulled a knife and it was just me.” You moved your hand from your abdomen and he grimaced at the crimson.

“Dammit, okay, let’s get you cleaned up and bandaged.” He helped you to the bathroom and sat you on the side of the tub. You pulled your shirt off and he wiped away some of the blood. “It’s not too deep, you don’t need stitches, just bandages.” You nodded and let him wipe away some of the dirt and grime from your skin. He wrapped your torso and the bleeding subsided.

“I’m sorry.” You said, taking a glass he handed you. You bit back the bitter flavor or liquor. “For what. You said you didn’t know where else to go.” He mumbled. You and Dabi knew each other and at one point you did everything you could to help him. Even when it meant keeping his murders and misdoings a secret from the commission. You risked your job and your life to help him. You believed in the cause but not the senseless murders, that’s what drove you away.

“I shouldn’t have walked away.” You said sitting your glass down. “You have morals. I don’t.” It was engrained in your brain to help people, it was engrained in mine to hurt people.” He said, blue eyes meeting yours. “I never forgot about you.” As the words fell from your lips he scoffed with a sideways smirk, the kind that showed his true pain.

“Y/n, don’t.” He spat. “I’m leaving the commission. This was the last straw, I called for help, no one came. Guess they wouldn’t miss a low-tier hero.” You said, downing the rest or your drink. “I guess that means you need a place to stay?” He quirked. “Only if you’re offering.” He chuckled, leaning back in his chair. “God I missed you.”

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Shigaraki x Medusa!Reader

I tried to keep reader as gender/racial neutral as possible. I’m white but hope a poc!writer sees this and can write this with a poc!reader bc I so saw reader as a person with Afro-like hair.

Shigaraki had fallen one to many times. This “secret weapon” Toga said she was calling in hadn’t showed and the league was dangerously close to losing. Just as smoke was clearing on the rubble he was trapped under, a figure climbed on top of it, overlooking the battle.

A figure with snakes twisting and turning in between locks of hair and a tight blindfold wrapped around their eyes. They seemed to glance down at Shigaraki, before looking up to the heroes. You lifted the corner of your blindfold, making eye contact with those heading toward them, instantly turning the heroes to stone.

Shigaraki watched in amazement. “Y/n!” Toga cheered, rushing towards you. You had dropped the blindfold back into position and hugged toga, helping Shigaraki to his feet. “Shiggy this is y/n!” She said, wrapping an arm around your figure.

“Hi, and uh, what exactly do you do?” He asked, fingers scratching the irritated skin on his neck. “I have a Medusa quirk. I can turn people to stone just by looking at them.” You said, smiling a bit. “That’s so…” he trailed off. “Horrifying? Repulsive? Monstrous?” You mumbled, kicking dirt under your shoe.

“Amazing.” As the words left Shigarakis mouth, he looked down. “Shiggy here has a dust quirk. He can touch people and turn them to dust!” Toga said excitedly. “That’s actually really cool.” You smiled, he looked at your blindfold, seeing the outline of your eyes underneath. “Thanks.” He smiled back.

“Shiggy, why don’t you show y/n back to the headquarters, I’ll collect the others and have kurogiri move us back.” Toga offered. “Sure.” Shigaraki mumbled. You smiled and tagged along behind him, offering your pinky. He laced his pinky with yours with a smile. “So, y/n right?”

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Tell me this wouldn’t be a thing. I’m BNHA, Enji (endeavor) expresses that he was with Rei to produce offspring with superior quirks. Who is to say there isn’t a whole part of the hero agency that works like arranged marriages to create superior genes?? Someone write a fic on this.

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Tokyo Revengers guys reaction to you calling them by their first name

Mikey: You we’re sitting on the couch, waiting on your boyfriend to come and join you for a movie. He was taking forever in his office. “Manjiro, I’m just going to invite Draken over.” You announced. You heard shuffling and your boyfriend rounded the corner. “Wait, I’m here. Don’t be mad!” His hair was messy and he scrambled to the couch. “I’m not mad Manjiro.” You smiled. He let out a whine, “it’s baby!”

Draken: He shoved the last of his things in his bag to take with him on the bike. “I’ll be back late, don’t wait up for me love.” He said pecking your lips. “Okay bye Ken.” You smiled. His face dropped. “No.” He said staring at you. “It’s not Ken.” He pouted. “That’s your name!” You laughed. “No, to you it’s love!” You laughed before kissing him again. “Oh okay, goodbye love.”

Hanma: Hanma was always busy, often letting plans fall through. You text him as you sat on the couch, waiting for your boyfriend to get home. “Shuji if I wait much longer I’m just going to bed.” You sent the text and within minutes you heard the rev of a bike outside. Gravel hit the house from the abrupt stop and the front door flew open. “I’m here, what’s wrong?” He said, shoving his bangs back. “Nothing shuji.” His face faltered, “I’m sorry, but stop calling me that, you’re not the government.” He said nuzzling under your arm and hiding his face in your hair. “Then what do I call you?” You scoffed. “Muffin.” He muttered in your locks as you felt his face flush red.

Sanzu: “Haru pass the salt.” You said. Eerie silence fell over the expensive restaurant. You flicked your eyes up to meet your boyfriends. “Haru-“ his bottom lip instantly poked out. “That’s not my name.” Rindou rolled his eyes, “here we go again.” “Yyy/nnn it’s baby🥺.”

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Tokyorev visuals Black Dragon edition + hakkai

Shinichiro 1 2 3 4 5 Such big heavy nice pretty breeder balls. Absolutely completely utterly whipped for you. In actual disbelief that hes so lucky to have you. Have teared up more than once midsex because he simply adores and loves you so much. Fucked you in the back of his shop (and once on the pretty bike in the shop window) and literally whimpers whenever you pull him in for a kiss by his necklace. Got caught fucking you in the office once by Wakasa and came on the spot because it got him so excited getting caught. Shinichiro was worried you found it gross or embarrassing how fast he came sometimes but you found it endearing. It was because of you after all. And he always took care of you if he came too fast. He would overstimulate himself until he teared up. Eat you out for hours, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you. He would never leave you unsatisfied that was for sure. Wakasa 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 Absolutely insane at eating you out. Calls you either princess or slut. Absolut menace and will overstimulate the hell out of you. You will be crying and he will only smirk and wiped them away with his thumb. Not too into marking you up in visible places like your neck but will leave lovebites high up on the inside of your thighs. Loves coming inside you, he just loves the warm feeling of it and how you whimper whenever he does. Into cockwarming because sometimes hes just too tired but still wants to feel you close. Also gives him really easy access in the morning and you can't complain because waking up to him fucking you was heaven. His husky grunts as he thrust into you? You really couldn't complain being woken up like that. The only other way you liked being woke up was with his head between your thighs. Will lazily finger you when hes bored watching a movie or during dinner, in company or not. Benkei 1 2 3 4 5 Big dick. This man is big. All over and he loves using it against you. He will be pounding into you and you wont be able to get away from him because hes just so much bigger than you. Will always cum in you. Loves when you ride him so he can see you struggling to take his cock, legs giving out from the pure pleasure you get from simply being so full and your face contorting in pain and pleasure at the same time. If you squirt because of it he might just blow his load right then and there. The more cum he stuffs you with the better, it gives him a rush blowing load after load into you. Takeomi 1 2 3 4 5 6 Hold him. I swear to god he needs to be held. He is one broken man that needs to be held. Needs to feel human touch and love. Probably fucked you in his car more than once (it happens a lot). And he likes you in lingerie. Dress up all prettily for him in some skimpy lingerie and he will be all over you in seconds. Kind of into brat taming. Says he hates when you act like a brat but gets a bad hard on every time. Daddy kink. Hakkai 1 2 3 4 5 So gentle. Soft. Can be a bit submissive. Would probs cry because he loves you so much, because you trust him to be intimate on this level and because you look so gorgeous all dazed out. Just gets easily overwhelmed. Comes very fast at times but you always assure him its okay and he always insists on pleasuring you in other ways until he can go again. Loves giving you massages with nice oils and candles lit in the room.

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The Empress’ Order- Part 2

(Royal AU, Prince!Chifuyu x Fem!Reader)

Baji sat across from you on your newer much larger bed. You told him about the funeral and how Empress Yui asked you to be a Lady of the Court and help in making your region more educated. He told you of his success in war and you caught up.

A knock at your door pulled you out of your thoughts. Hana entered with arms full of your belongings. It only took her as you didn’t have many possessions. “There are new gowns in the closet. I can have a seamstress take them in to your size if your like.” She smiled and you nodded her away.

Baji reached over and hugged you again. “This is where you always belonged y/n.” He whispered kissing the side of your head. “BUT, tonight you belong with me, in attendance of the coronation ball!” He cheered, leaping off your bed. “A ball?”

“Since Yui and Asuka are officially the new emperor and empress, it’s custom to celebrate.” You smiled softly. “Well then, since you’re my date, pick a dress.” You motioned to the closet, flinging yourself back on the bed. “Gods, this is already overwhelming.”

“Here, I like green.” He smiled, throwing the fabric to you. “Hey! Careful. This is one of the most expensive things I’ve ever owned.” Baji scoffed at your modesty. “Yes well, get ready Lady. We have a party to attend.”

He left your room with a final hug and disappeared to leave you to get ready. You walked to the door and cracked it open. Hana was standing outside, watching people walk by. “Hana, would you mind drawing me a bath so I can get ready for the ball?” She nodded and smiled, disappearing to fill water basins.

After you bathed and dressed, Hana sat you at the vanity to do your hair and makeup. She pressed fine powders and blushes to your cheeks. then she curled your hair into a soft loose braid. “Thank you for everything you do Hana.” She smiled, “of course.”

Baji returned to your door to get you before the party, leading you through the halls. “So how long are you back for?” You asked. “A few months, I have meetings with Asuka and Chifuyu before the next siege.” You nodded, squeezing his arm reassuringly.

You walked into the grand ballrooms as a guest for the first time. Baji began introducing you to his friends and you felt a pair of arms snake around you. You whipped around to meet golden eyes that had always made you melt. “Tora!” You wrapped your arms around him. “You look absolutely stunning y/n.”

You felt a blush dust your cheeks and he pecked your left cheek. “I missed you.” He whispered, releasing you back to Baji. You smiled as he winked at you and made conversation with Baji. Then you heard the introduction trumpets.

You looked up to see Asuka and Yui walk in, followed by Chifuyu. He looked regal, beautiful even. His pale complexion and dark locks, he looked ethereal. You paid little attention to the ceremony, dazed and socially exhausted.

After the ceremony, Baji brought drinks after drinks to your group. You downed them again and again until the tingle in your limbs and head made you feel like you were floating. You felt someone walk behind you and Baji and saw Chifuyu. You immediately began to bow, as you had been trained but he stopped you.

“Don’t do that.” He was somber but still forced a small smile to his lips. “We’re friends.” You nodded and straightened. “Fuyu!” Baji slurred. Chifuyu smiled and hugged his intoxicated best friend. The small group you were in chattered until people began heading to their rooms.

“I should go.” You smiled to Baji. “Let me walk yoooouuu to your rooooommm.” Baji laughed. Chifuyu put a hand on Bajis shoulder. “I’ll take her to her room, Tora, take Baji to his.” You smiled and nodded goodnight to your friends who left the ballroom.

You walked with Chifuyu, who had you hold his arm for stability. “So you’re a lady now?” He asked. “I thought it to be inappropriate but your mother knows I can read and wants to-“ you began. “I know what she wants to do. I’ve never known anyone better to represent the idea.”

You scoffed. “What the idea that even servants can read?“ he grimaced making you stop your chuckle. “No, that beautiful women who have never been noticed can change the way a county thinks.” You blushed deeply, “thank you my prince.” You smiled. He nodded, stopping at your door.

“It was lovely getting to speak with you tonight y/n.” You smiled, “you know, I didn’t think you’d even remember me.” He laughed this time, brushing a piece of stray hair from your face. “Baji keeps me updated.” You scoffed again, “updated on me?” He nodded. “Goodnight y/n.” He said kissing your forehead. You hummed, “goodnight my prince.”

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hii i hope you’re doing alright and that that’s not too much to ask but i was wondering if you plan on continuing chifuyu’s royal au? thank you and have a nice day/evening i hope this is not too bothersome<33

NOT BOTHERSOME AT ALL! I plan to I just haven’t had much time and wasn’t sure if anyone was interested. I’ll probably have another part up to it this week!

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The Empress’ Order - Chapter 1

Prince!Chifuyu x Reader (Royal AU)

I have been obsessed with royal au’s lately so here we go, time to start a series. 

Words: 1495 

You remember life when it was easier, when you were just children. Titles didn’t matter and no one hated each other for their status, all that mattered was that you were young and happy. Childhood doesn’t last long for some though. Sometimes, class does matter, especially the lower you go. 

At ten years old you began working on the palace grounds with your grandmother. You had lived with her your entire life, she raised you as your mother passed in childbirth and your father left your mother once discovering she was pregnant. 

When you turned 16 your grandmother passed away, leaving you alone and continuing to work within the palace. She worked primarily for the Empress, Empress Anise, who loved your grandmother and considered her not merely a maid but a friend as well, and took care of her in her old age as well as brought you up with a mild education. 

Here you stood, 5 years later staring from a distance at the pearly white casket. It was adorned with the finest jewels and flowers. She was a very well loved woman and reigned over Ebi for many years, marrying into the Matusno Dynasty at a young age. She reigned until three years ago when she fell ill and handed the royal duties down to her only child. Her son, Asuka Matsuno stood somberly with his wife, Yui. She was the new Monarch of Ebi, and looked shaken. You felt a chilled wind blow and only then realized the tears stricken on your face. 

You felt bad for her, she had big shoes to fill and was always known as a quieter yet progressive woman. She was brilliant but yet still paled in comparison to the prior Empress to the people outside of the palace. Your eyes drift to the grandson of Anise, Chifuyu. He was quiet like his mother, but had a similar appearance to his father. Short black hair, shaved underneath, lean in build but evident strength lurked in his muscles. 

His eyes rose and made contact with yours, you looked away. You had never been very close to the prince but his best friend was another story. When you were kids, Baji and you were close. The older you got the closer you seemed, however, Baji was a military advisor to the King and his son and was often busy. However, when he was able to visit the palace or return home, he spent time with you, catching up and ensuring you had everything you needed. 

As the ceremony came to a close you resumed your duties in the palace, turning over the beds of the Emperor and Empress and tending to laundry. You hauled the heavy begging through the servants halls and into the washing room, leaving it to the servants that tended that room. Finished your afternoon chores, you went to your quarters, small and tucked away on the farest end of the palace, grabbing a book and sitting in your windowsill. 

Your book became lighter on your right side the longer you read, flipping through the pages. A knock at your door pulled you from your thoughts. “Come in.” You called, the other maids often came to your room for questions or help since you had been here since you were a child. When your eyes flickered to the doorway, you dropped your book, instantly bowing. 

“Your Grace, I apologize. I wouldn’t have spoken so casually if I would have known it was your highness.” You said, raising only slightly from your bow. “Oh come now y/n, you make me red.” Empress Yui smiled, offering a hand to help you up. You smiled, rising to your feet. “What can I assist you with your Grace?” you asked bowing a quarter once more. 

“I actually came to check on you. I saw you during the ceremony, you seemed saddened, more so than some of the other maids and servicemen. How are you doing?” She asked. You smiled and felt a little lightwinded from her question. It was foolish for ladies of such high stature, especially the Empress to involve herself in the emotions of a maid. “I am fine your Grace, but how are you? Could I bring you tea?” you asked. She smiled, “Only if you will join me.” 

This time an audible scoff passed your lips, now she was being preposterous. “You Highness, I am not worthy of-” You stopped when her face twisted, “Nonsense! In Anise’s name, you are more than worth. Please, join me for tea, in my quarters.” You smiled, you liked this side of Empress Yui. “At once.” she smiled, turning on her heel to leave you. You nodded to yourself and retreated to the grand kitchens to fetch the tea. 

As you backed into the doorway, you made sure not to make much noise with the silver tray and items on it. You walked through the large doorway to the Empress’ champers, where she was sitting at a small day table near the window. You smiled warmly at her, bowing. She smiled as you sat the tea down. “I know Sencha is your favorite so that is what I prepared.” She hummed in response. 

Once you were seated at the table and served the tea, you looked at Yui. She sipped her tea and cleared her throat as you sipped yours. “Y/n, you are a maid, correct?” You nodded, “yes ma'am.” She cocked her head to the side a bit. “Why?” Your mind was blank for a second. “I was born without either parent, so naturally I fell to my grandmother. She was a maid here, to Anise, so I was born into it. I am happy though.” You smiled. She returned your smile warmly. “I understand.” 

“I also understand that you know how to read, is this correct?” You nodded as well, becoming slightly nervous. Maids were not to read, it was traditional but a general rule none the less. “Where did you learn to read?” You swallowed, “Empress Anise allowed me to attend school, along with other palace children when we were young. She made sure I stayed in good company of books and encouraged the learning of science and history.” 

Empress Yui smiled brighter now. “You learned with Baji and Chifuyu, Kazutora and the others?” You nodded sheepishly, understanding their comparison to you was foolish. “I would like to expand the number of women in our country that attend schooling and understand basic knowledge of how to read and write. What better way than to begin within our own palace?” She asked with a smile and a shrug. 

You smiled alongside her but were still slightly confused. “I think that is a brilliant idea you highness, however, I am not sure what this has to do with me?” you said the last part quietly not to offend her. “Oh yes, that’s right. Y/n, your knowledge and talents are going to waste making beds and cleaning floors. I request you, immediately as a Lady of the Court. From this day forth, you hold noble status among our empire.” 

Your eyes must have been as wide as saucers. “I, Are you sure Empress?” you asked with a light laugh tagging along to the last few words. “I have never been more certain.” She smiled, proudly. “Now, I believe you have some moving to do. I would like you with my other nobles, in the high court by this evening. I will arrange for a servant to bring your things. Hana!” She called. A small girl peeked into the chambers. “Please escort Lady Y/n to one of our empty Noble chambers, and arrange for her things to be brought to her new room.” Hana smiled, “Yes your Grace.”

You stood, gathering the tea tray. “Ah Ah!” She clapped at you. I will arrange for this to be taken care of, please, enjoy your new room now.” Yui gestured to Hana. You smiled, nodding and thanking her. “Yes your Grace.” You smiled as you left. Hana led to you the East Wing of the palace. There were more windows, a better view, more art and historical pieces here. She pushed open a door, guiding you in. “Here are your chambers Lady Y/n. May I do anything else to serve you?” She asked. You smiled, “No thank you Hana.” she bowed before leaving shutting the doors behind her. 

You gazed around the room. Your windows overlooked the gardens and a shimmering lake. The linens on your bed were fine and the room smelt of the roses that lingered in the garden below. You smiled, taking in a deep breath before the doors clattered open. You turned in surprise, “Noble?! Lady of the Court? Who would have thought??” His eyes scanned you before running to you in a hug. “Baji!” you squealed. He sat you down, cupping your face in his calloused hands. “Tell me everything I have missed!”

Stay tuned for the rest of this series. 

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Mitsuya x fem!Reader (Royal AU)

You laid in the grass in a field near the river, your favorite place to go. You heard a horse approaching but your eyes stayed closed, letting the warm spring wind rush over you. “You know I have to bring you back.” His voice was in pain, distraught. “No you don’t. You could return and simply tell my father I ran away. I was hauled away by goblins or criminals.” The pout at the end of your voice tugged a smirk onto his mouth.

“Princess, ple-“ you scoffed, sitting up on your elbows. “Takashi please. You know I’ve never wanted any of this.” You said making eye contact with him. He looked sympathetic, he really did. “I don’t want to marry him. I don’t want anything to do with him.” You said, tears lining your lashes. “It’s for the good of your kingdom.” He said, strained. “To hell with the kingdom!” You screamed. “To hell with it all. I never wanted to be a princess, I never wanted the burden. I wanted you and me and a cottage hidden in the woods and here we are!” You screamed and screamed, hitting the small white flowers blooming below your fists.

“I know.” Was all he said, pulling you up and into his arms. He breathed in the sweet smell of your shampoo. “I am never going to love him.” You cried. “I know. And you don’t have to. But, you were born into this and as fucked up as it is, it’s your destiny.” He said, kissing your forehead. “But I love you.” You whispered into his chest, just loud enough for him to catch it. “And I you. I always will, even if it means being doomed to a death worse than my enemies, I will love you and serve you until the day I die.” He said, softly kissing your lips.

“Now let’s go. You can’t leave your future husband waiting.” He grimaced. You cried softly into his back the whole way to the palace. Mitsuya escorted you to the throne room and to your father. “Thank you for retrieving her Sir Mitsuya.” Your father boomed. You cringed. Your best friend since childhood, your lover, your knight and sworn guard. He bowed.

“Now as we were discussing y/n. Your future husband has accepted you as a bride and united his land with our kingdom. He is on his way and you will cordially accept his proposal to you. This will bring success and honor onto our land.” You nodded. “Who is he?” You asked through gritted teeth. “Crown Prince of Moebi, Tetta Kisaki.”

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Tell me why this Tokyo revengers headcanon I have just works.

Kisaki takes an interest in you and orders Hanma to bring you to him. You fall for Hanma. Kisaki is in love with you. It ends up being poly bc let’s face it, Kisaki and Hanma are both angry closeted bisexuals.