‘ the story of akashi meeting you and all the events after that made him realize he was falling for you ’
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character .. akashi seijuurou
word count .. 1.3k
tags .. fem!reader who is energetic but also thoughtful and likes to learn (as requested) , lowkey pining? , s h o g i , written from akashi pov , requested by the lovely bean anon <3
Akashi’s first impression of you wasn’t anything bad. It wasn’t exactly good either. It was certainly memorable though. ‘The girl who flew down the stairs, knocking him onto the ground, and landing on top of him with a thump’ is how he remembers you.
The moment was almost cliche. If your eyes had met and lingered on each other, both aware of the position you were in but not moving away, then it possibly would’ve been a scene straight out of some cheesy romance novel.
Instead, you seemingly bounced straight up upon impact, not even bothering to spare Akashi a second glance. You proceeded to give him a quick apology, running down the next flight of stairs immediately after.
It was definitely one of the odder interactions Akashi had with his fellow students at Rakuzan High, but it amused him nonetheless and made him notice you much more often around campus. Even though you weren’t in any apparent rush anymore, you still radiated this energy that was all bubbly and seemingly ready to burst.
It brought a small smile on his face every time he saw you, bouncing along hallways without a care in the world, chattering away with your friends. Sure you seemed like the typical happy-go-lucky person, but Akashi couldn’t help but see you as a bit more unique.
Your second interaction with Akashi was an interesting one too, in Akashi’s opinion at least.
The basketball team had just won a tournament the other day, so Akashi was free this afternoon. He had decided to go challenge some shogi club members to a few games.
In the middle of one of those games, you walked into the club room.
Akashi didn’t think you were part of the club, and his suspicions were confirmed when another member of the club went to ask if you needed anything. Akashi was definitely not eavesdropping, no he was paying attention to his game (the one he knew he would easily win anyway) when you pulled out an envelope and he happened to overhear you telling the club member that someone asked to meet you.
Nobody in the room came forward to claim they were the one who sent the letter though.
After a few awkward, silent moments, you moved to take a seat with some of the other club members. It was an action that surprised Akashi. He figured you would’ve just left because the whole did seem like a waste of time. However, you just sat there asking some club members to teach you how to play.
Akashi could sense genuine curiosity in you and, needless to say, it intrigued him. It seems like there’s more to the “girl made of energy” than he originally thought.
The clock ticked, and a few rounds later, Akashi decided it was time to head home. Saying his formal goodbyes, he walked out of the clubroom.
He didn’t expect you to come running after him, almost slamming into him again in the process.
“You shouldn’t run around school so much, you know. You could end up bumping into people and maybe even hurting them.” The words left Akashi’s lips sounding a lot more teasing and flirtatious than he intended.
You blushed and started rambling out apologies. ‘Cute’ Akashi thought.
His brain froze.
Wait. Cute? How-
“Anyway um.. you left your notebook back there…” you said, holding out what was indeed his notebook out towards him.
“Oh…” was all he could say. He rarely forgot his things, especially things as important as his notebook. It seems his mind must’ve been too distracted by... other things. “Thank you L/n-san.”
He saw a slight shock on your face. “You know my name?”
His brain froze yet again. How was he supposed to answer this question without seeming like a stalker?
“Well yes…” he started before you cut him.
“Didn’t expect the Akashi Seijuurou to know my name.”
He scoffed at that. “I think I’d know the name of the girl who jumped down the stairs and knocked me to the ground.”
“Again, I’m really sorry about that…” you said with a smile, although Akashi could see the guilt that lingered behind your eyes.
“Don’t worry about it,” he quickly said. “I was just…”
He was just what? Flirting? Was he actually flirting? Him. Akashi Seijuurou. Flirting??
“…you know,” he finished quietly.
You didn’t say anything in response but instead looked at him with a peculiar sort of gaze.
“Um.. hate to make things awkward by asking this but… were you the one who sent me this?” You held up the envelope Akashi saw earlier.
“No, I didn’t.”
“Oh… okay then.” Was it just Akashi’s imagination or did he hear a sliver of disappointment in your tone? “I suppose you don’t know who it is either right?”
He shook his head.
A lot of thoughts rushed through his mind. Did you actually expect him to send you a love letter? Did you hope it was him?
He sensed you were about to leave though, so before he could regret it, he asked you, “Why do you want to know who sent it anyway?”
Your eyes widened slightly at the question.
“I understand the curiosity and wanting to know who it is but… if they didn’t show up, why are you still waiting?” He clarified.
“Akashi-san, you’ve never confessed to someone have you?”
He gave a slight nod.
“Well, I don’t see why you’d need to,” you mumbled more to yourself than him. Clearing your throat, you continued, “The thing is, confessing takes a lot of courage. And writing this letter asking me to meet them here would’ve taken a whole lot of that courage already. I think that, if they were able to go that far, then I should at least hear them out right?”
That… surprised Akashi.
“But then again, there’s always a possibility this is just a prank,” you added as an afterthought.
Unsure of what to say, he just nodded. “It is possible, considering how long you had to wait.”
You smiled, “The wait was fine though. I had fun learning shogi.”
You actually had fun learning how to play? Looking back, it did seem like you were enjoying yourself…
It’s strange. Akashi realized just how much his view of you changed in one afternoon. Earlier, you were that bubbly, energetic girl bouncing through the halls. Now, you were this thoughtful and kind person who liked to learn. You also said you had fun playing shogi, which nearly made Akashi’s heart skip a beat.
Oh.
Oh.
He gets it now. The reason his brain was acting all slow was you. With that thought, everything became clearer.
Now he wishes that love letter really was a prank.
“Ah Akashi-san, I think I have to go home soon,” you said, holding up your phone. “You’re heading out too right? Wanna walk with me?”
He blinked in surprise but quickly agreed.
“Great, just let me get my things first-” And with that you rushed back into the club room.
Akashi stood staring at the empty hallway, still caught up in his thoughts and trying to process what just happened between you two just a few seconds ago.
When you came back out with your things, he couldn’t help but smile softly. The two of you fell into conversation easily, and by the time you walked out of the school gates, you were still in a talk that showed no signs of nearing an end.
He wanted to continue walking and talking like this, but there was a car and a driver waiting for him in the exact opposite direction of where you were headed.
“Well, goodbye then L/n-san,” he said, hoping the reluctance wasn’t obvious.
You smiled in response. “Goodbye Akashi-san. It was nice talking to you.”
With that the two of you went your separate ways. Throughout the car ride home, Akashi could think of nothing but you. It would seem… he has taken quite the liking to you.
He isn’t sure what’ll happen next, but he’s looking forward to seeing you again and hopefully, talking more with you too.
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note .. THIS CAME OUT LONGER THAN ORIGINALLY INTENDED but anyway i actually enjoyed writing this,,, yk all the stuff potentially going thru akashi’s mind when he has a crush intrigues me and uhh i hope u guys liked this and if u do PLS LMK WHAT U THINK !! it would legit mean the world if u guys did <3
Hi! Im in love with akashi so can i request 12 with akashi seijuro 🥺🥺🥺 thanks!
; we’re all in love with akashi U.U anywaysss,,, hope u like this and srry its so short TT
pairing .. akashi seijuurou x gn!reader
word count .. 0.3k
prompt .. “How do you like your breakfast?”
You woke up in heaven. Warm and cozy under a soft duvet with Akashi’s arms wrapped tightly around you, yes this was heaven.
“Good morning love,” Akashi whispered, pressing a kiss to your temple. “How was your sleep?”
With a soft smile, you moved closer to him.
“Probably one of the best I’ve had. You have a very nice bed Sei.”
He laughed at that, “Worth the money I suppose.”
The two of you elapsed into a comfortable silence. One of his hands found its way into your hair and the other had its fingers intertwined with yours.
There was something strange about waking up to one another like this. It wasn’t strange in a bad way, it was just… new. But you knew it was a feeling you’d never grow tired of.
“What do we do now?” you asked him, after a while.
He kept quiet for a second, “We could have breakfast?”
“I guess I am a bit hungry,” you told him. “Don’t want to leave the bed though…”
“Who said we had to?”
There was a glint in his eye and an ever so subtle smirk on his face. He reached over to the telephone on his nightstand and dialed a number, pulling the receiver to his ear.
“Good morning Mrs. Yukiko. I’d like today’s breakfast to be brought up to my room,” he said into the phone.
So this was the perk of having a rich boyfriend.
Akashi turned the phone away and asked you, “How do you like your breakfast?”
You told him and he repeated it into the phone before telling Mrs. Yukiko he’ll have the usual for breakfast.
“So… breakfast in bed?” you said after he put the receiver down.
“It’s not something I do often, but today’s special,” he said with a small smile on his face.
“Special how?” you asked innocently.
“Special because you’re here obviously.”
You smiled and leaned in to give him a kiss, one he returned in full.
“Don’t expect to have breakfast in bed every time you sleep over though,” he said, breaking your kiss.
“I won’t,” you reassured him, giving him another quick peck on the lips. “Just on the special days.”
SYNOPSIS. you can’t stop thinking of the balcony kiss you shared with a stranger last night, and maybe, he can’t stop thinking about it either. why else would he suddenly ask for your hand in marriage?
WORD COUNT. 1.3k
TAGS. royal au , reader is a ‘princess’ but no fem pronouns used , mentions of intoxication/alcohol , marriage mentions , reader has a mother , atsumu <3
You woke up feeling uncomfortable in the acclaimed “most comfortable bed in the kingdom”. Your joints felt all sore and you could barely feel your arm from sleeping on it all night.
Technically it was all morning, not all night. Last night you…
You shot straight up, making yourself dizzy in the process, but it felt like nothing compared to the dizziness from all the memories racing through your mind.
His lips on yours. His hands hugging your waist. Your own hands wandering freely, unashamed.
That had to be dream.. right? Just another fantasy.
But you remember all too vividly the hitch in his voice as he whispered in your ear, “Is this really okay?”
And you remember all too clearly the confidence in your voice as you whispered back, “It is. Now kiss me.”
You buried your head in your hands. You said that?? You, the princess of this kingdom, said that??? And no less to a complete stranger.
Oh god. There were so many people at the party last night. Even worse, most were diplomats and nobles from other kingdoms.
You flopped back down the bed and hoped it would eat you alive.
Worst-case scenario is that the man with the nice lips is a high-ranking noble from a powerful nation. Best case is that he’s one of the palace servants.
You paused. Is it better for your reputation if you were known to be passionately making out with a servant on the palace balconies? And during a grand-scale party?
Possibly not but if it was a servant, you were confident you could get him to keep quiet.
But wait… since when did the palace have nice, young servants with lips like honey who could—
No. You can’t be thinking about that right now. You need to focus on finding a solution, and to do that you need to remember mystery man’s face or better yet his name.
You scrunched your face in concentration, trying to remember something, anything about what happened before you two started… doing that.
In the end, all you could remember was his voice. Everything before the kiss was hazy.
Why’d you have to drink last night? You knew you tended to become a bit too loose after just a few drinks but still…
“I think it’s cute, the nation’s lovely princess all flushed and drunk.”
That’s what he said. Even though you insisted you weren’t that drunk.
No servant would dare speak like that to a royal so that means he had to be someone of quite the rank. Now there’s just the problem of whether he’s from here or from another nation.
Please let him be from here, you begged internally. But as the limited memories you had played in your mind, you reluctantly had to admit he definitely was a foreigner.
You knew most if not all of the nation’s noblemen who were invited to the party last night. Of those the appropriate age, none had the voice of last night’s stranger — this you were certain of.
You groaned in frustration. What. had. you. done.
The door opened with a hasty bang. Maids, a lot more than you normally needed, filed into the room and started getting busy here and there. The looming thoughts of consequences from earlier faded away as you sat staring around bewildered.
“What’s going on?” You ask your head maid as she threw away the covers and dragged you out of bed.
“I’m afraid this has been a rush to all of us as well Your Highness and we are terribly sorry to have to wake you like this but—“
“But?” you repeated as she led you into the powder room.
“But there is a suitor waiting for you in the throne room.” Barely able to contain a squeal she added, “and a terribly attractive one at that.”
A suitor? They weren’t necessarily rare but judging from the maids’ excitement and what little you could catch of their whispers, this one was somehow special. If he’s from a good nation and, well if it’s true he’s attractive, you see no reason to decline his courting.
However, you couldn’t help but feel wary of the timing. There are many guests in the area from many different nations due to last night's party event. Your suitor might’ve had plans to court you since before arriving, or might’ve seen you last night and became smitten.
And the latter was what you were wary of. Hm no, wary doesn’t quite describe how you feel. Panicky, stressed, scared are all more accurate words.
You barely noticed when the maids were done dressing you up. One moment you were in bed, the next you were walking down your palace’s long carpeted halls towards the throne room.
You paused once outside, giving yourself time to breathe and push away the thoughts of last night. For now, you were going to focus on this suitor, nothing more nothing less.
The doors of the throne room opened and you walked in. Your mother was seated on her throne - a piece of unnecessarily lavish furniture in your opinion - talking excitedly with a blonde haired man.
You couldn’t see his face, but you could sense nobility just from his posture.
So this was your suitor, or at least you assumed.
As if on queue, your mother spoke in a loud voice.
“Darling, this is the prince of Inarizaki. He’s come to court you.”
She had a smile on her face and you swear you could see sparkles in her eyes as she looked back and forth between you and the prince.
“Now I understand things are done differently in this day and age, so I will leave you two to talk, get to know each other a little better. If and when you come to a decision, please do let me know.”
You rolled your eyes inwardly but it was nice that your mother isn’t going to make you sit through an awkward afternoon of tea with your suitors and their parents anymore.
“No rush on that decision by the way,” she called as she walked past you towards the door.
You inhaled slowly and exhaled as soon as you heard the door shut behind her.
“You look lovely this morning princess.”
You froze. His voice was eerily similar to the one playing in your mind all morning.
In fact, now that you saw his face clearly, you had to admit that you’ve seen it before. The blonde hair, slight smirk, shining eyes were all terrifyingly familiar.
Your thoughts must’ve been painted on your face because he said, “My my was I that forgettable? Last night—”
“We do not need to talk of last night,” you hastily said, gathering yourself.
“Are you going to reject me?” The innocent tone he said it in annoyed you. There was nothing innocent about him, especially the way his eyes—
No. Stop. You can’t afford to stare aimlessly into his eyes.
You took a deep breath, trying to clear your mind and maintain the regal air of the princess you were.
“I am not going to reject you. There’s no reason to… yet,” you started. Seeing his expression, you quickly added. “I am here to get to know you better. That is all.”
“‘Get to know me better’” He echoed, leaning in close, closer, so close you could turn your head and press a kiss against his cheek.
“Do you not know me well enough already?”
Images of last night came into mind. You couldn’t help it and being so close to him again made things worse. It was very hard to think straight in such a situation.
“I don’t even know your name,” you whispered without realizing.
He took a step back. For the briefest moment, you saw something that could’ve been shock flicker across his face. It was replaced quickly by his casual smirk as he gently took your hand and brought it to his lips.
“Miya Atsumu, Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Inarizaki. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
NOTE. lmaoo i dont even think this is considered fluff,,,, its just 1.3k words of me somewhat-coherently simping for prince!atsumu 🤧 but anyway PLS LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINKK and if any of u wanna simp over prince!atsumu or ykw even just atsumu becuz that man— RIGHT AHEM just hmu. hope u guys enjoyed this u.u
hi !! AAA i just discovered your account and i just wanna say that it’s so pretty ☹️☹️ like omg :(((
and i wanted to request smth for bnha ! :D now i’m not sure if you write for the big3 ( mirio, nejire, tamaki ) but if you do — could i maybe request the big3 ( separately ) as your older siblings? O:
; aaa ty anon <3 and o.o this’ll be my first bnha thing on here. im an older sibling myself (the eldest u.u) but im thinking the big 3 are a whole lot nicer than i am 🤧
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ft. togata mirio , hado nejire , amajiki tamaki
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togata mirio ,
we get to see his older brother side when he’s with eri but i think if he actually had a younger sibling he wouldn’t be exactly the same
there’s also the age difference to consider
if you’re not that much younger than him, he’ll definitely be a lot more teasing
not in the intense bully type way (cuz thats not him) but more of the lighthearted teasing vibes
he’s also a very supportive brother
if you have any hobbies he’s sure to acknowledge and remember it and even maybe help you out in any way he can (if you like art he buys u art materials etc.)
and if ever he hears that youre being bullied in some way, he’ll do anything he can to help you
he wont necessarily beat up the bullies but maybe just intimidate them a little
just a bit ;)
also im 100% sure at least 2 of your friends have a crush on him
overall he’s a rlly nice sweet brother but the one thing that he’s not great at is showing weakness in front of you
he wants you to look up to him (even if you dont wanna become a hero) and its one of the things that motivates him to become better
you gotta let him know that you already look up to him a great deal and just give the guy some reassurance that he’s doing great cuz he has a tendency to sometimes overwork himself
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hado nejire ,
having nejire as an older sis is tons of fun
she would take you out shopping and exploring the city and she’ll even point out some cute people along the way who seem like your type
yes she knows ur type
when it comes to school, she’s very reliable and usually has some notes you can use to study
if there’s a topic you don’t understand she’ll also help explain it to the best of her abilities
she always asks for your opinion on her outfits and when she was designing her hero costume, she asked you for so. much. advice.
she probably also taught you how to braid hair so you can style her hair on days she’s feeling extra fancy
all your friends know her as “nejire nee-chan” and whenever theyre around she becomes the embodiment of a good older sis
she doesn’t know all your hobbies but if you decide to tell her/if she finds out about them she’ll be vv supportive of it
“ohhh you [whatever ur hobby is]?? thats so cool!! my bby sibling is so talented U.U” this kind of supportive
anyway she’s really good at being ur #1 hype woman
but sometimes she can come off as a bit dismissive..
it’s mainly cuz she tends to bounce from subject to subject pretty quick but you’ll probably end up getting used to it and learn to adapt to her energy
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amajiki tamaki ,
despite being a shy guy, tamaki would be more open around his younger sibling(s)
and i dont mean he suddenly becomes all energetic and extroverted around you
i just mean that he isn’t scared of talking to you about most things
tamaki, although you might not see it, is a really really protective brother
if anyone talks smack about his lil sibling,,,, then well :”) rip them i guess
which is weird because he’s usually so unsure about things but when it comes to you he won’t hesitate to do whatever he can for your well-being
he has this idea in his head that he’s gotta be a strong older brother so if you’re around during training or when you were watching during the sports festival, he’ll try extra hard just to live up to that image
in a way you’re like his confidence booster
but there are times when insecurities get to him and he feels like he’s not doing good enough
when that happens you have to get all dramatic and pull out the speech about how he’s the best brother you could ask for and that as long as he’s trying to do his best, even if that best isn’t rlly great rn, you’re proud of him
he’ll also remember the most embarrassing stories about you and although he never tells your friends (cuz he’s too shy to talk to them) he randomly brings it up in some of your convos
when it comes to stuff you’re interested in,,,, he tries his best to understand even if he might not;-; but yk its the thought that counts
; uh i got this prompt already for a different chara/fandom but well,,,, i guess i wanted to have sum chuuya content here. its just smth short tho 🤧 hope u like itt >.<
pairing .. chuuya nakahara x gn!reader
word count .. 0.2k
prompt .. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”
Chuuya doesn’t believe in love at first sight. He believed in attraction at first sight but definitely not love.
Then again, Chuuya didn’t really have all that much experience with love. He figured at some point it’ll just happen, but as of right now, it was not a priority.
What was a priority was beating the shit out of Dazai for leaving him locked up in the toilet of an abandoned house. And just as he walked into the alley behind the cafe, he saw his priority being taken care of… by someone else.
The most breathtaking person in the world had swung their leg, slamming it against Dazai’s face.
“Oww,” he whined, but Chuuya didn’t hear him. He was busy staring at you as you crossed your arms, expression stone cold.
“Are you going to apologize?” Your voice rang through the tight alley and Chuuya thought he would melt right there.
“Y/n, I’m so very sincerely sorry for my wrongdoings,” Dazai said, bowing so low he caught sight of Chuuya behind him. “Ah Chuuya-chan, what’re you doing here?”
He fumbled for an answer. What was he doing here again? Oh, right it was because of Dazai. Chuuya opened his mouth to say just that but he caught your eyes staring and the words were forgotten.
His mind was blank, he wasn’t really thinking. All he could do was stare back at you because wow.
Chuuya didn’t believe in love at first sight. But that moment was a game-changer.
If anyone were to ask him after, “Do you believe in love at first sight?” His answer would be, “Yes, without a doubt.”
; im sorry but fyodor and domestic fluff do NOT go together o_o,,,, plus ive been writing too much of that so i tried making this lowkey angst instead 🤧 enjoy ,,,,as short as it is
pairing .. fyodor dostoevsky x gn!reader
word count .. 0.2k
prompt .. “Can you feel my heart beating?”
Fyodor barely sleeps. He doesn’t want to, no matter how much his body begs for rest. He doesn’t want to sleep. He doesn’t even want to close his eyes.
Because every time he does, he sees you. Then a wave of emotions crashes over him like a great tsunami and he’s caught helpless, drowning in its intensity.
“Fyodor,” you’d call out to him in that poisonously sweet tune. “Come closer.”
He doesn’t want to.
“Come closer,” you’d call again.
He doesn’t want to, but he does.
One foot forward, then another, and another again until he finds himself running to you.
“Fyodor,” your voice rings like a dangerous melody. “Did you miss me?”
His reply is instantaneous.
“Yes.”
As if there were any other answer.
“Fyodor,” you’d beckon, pulling his hand to your chest. “Can you feel my heart beating?”
Your hands on his were cold. Your eyes on his were blank. He feels for the steady beat of your heart but finds none.
“No.”
Oh how he wished it wasn’t so.
“Fyodor,” you’d cry, desperation in your voice. “Why won’t beat my heart beat anymore?”
He doesn’t want to answer. He can’t answer. He can’t do anything but look at the agony on your face.
“Fyodor,” your tone turns soft, bearing no contempt. “It’s because of you.”
And then he wakes up.
The sound of his healthy, beating heart fills his ears. And as they drone on like war drums in his mind, he vows to never close his eyes again, lest he dream of past demons once more.
I might request a lot of knb so im sorry for the bother, there arent a lot of blogs that write for them anymore T-T
; ahh ty anon !! and dont worry abt requesting knb,,,, i honestly love writing for them and i know theres not many who write for knb now too ;-;
pairing .. aomine daiki x gn!reader
word count .. 0.3k
prompt .. “What is your ideal date?”
“Truth or dare?”
The blue-haired boy lying down next to you on Tōō’s concrete roof yawned.
“Truth,” he said with a lazy sigh.
You looked down, meeting his eyes, and with a small smirk, you said, “Hmm... What is your ideal date?”
“What kind of question is that?” he scoffed, looking away.
A soft blush tinted his cheeks and somehow that gave you more confidence.
“One that requires a truthful answer as per rules of the game,” you replied as innocently as you could.
He seemed hesitant. You weren’t sure whether it was because he didn’t want to tell you or because he simply didn’t know.
“I don’t actually care,” he finally answered. “As long as it’s fun and with someone I like then it’s an ideal enough date.”
You raised an eyebrow, “Aw that’s it? A date with someone you like?”
“Why what’s wrong with that? I gave you a ‘truthful answer’.”
“Yeah but… never mind. Let’s just continue,” you said before moving to lay down too.
For a second, it seemed like he was going to prod you for an explanation, but he just closed his eyes and said, “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“What’s your ideal date then?” he asked.
“A date with you,” you answered without missing a beat.
He was flustered. You could tell by the lack of response and the awkward way he shifted his body to sit up. He wasn’t looking at you, probably still processing what you just said.
“Truth or dare,” you asked him. It was your turn after all.
“Um.. truth.”
“When are you going to ask me out?”
“I was waiting for the right moment…” he muttered, finally turning to face you. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to say yes to my next question.”
You raised an eyebrow but agreed to do so anyway.
“Can I take you on a date?”
He was very obviously blushing but kept his eyes trained on you.
“Yes,” you answered with a smile, “Even if you didn’t dare me to say so.”
