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you're my seasons - akaashi keiji

✩ synopsis - in which the regular walk home with akaashi from school suddenly takes a twist, and turns out it's for the better.

✩ tags! fluff, mutual pining, veryyy self indulgent / focuses on readers pov, inspo by seasons. by wave to earth, winter walks!!!, gn neutral however reader is hinted at being shorter once

the walk home from school is silent. the only sounds that fill your ears is the crunch of leftover snow and occasional sniff due to the chilly air. 

as always, you're walking with akaashi. it was the norm, you study in the library or go to clubs and wait for him to finish practice. you exchange small talk with him before walking home together in a comforting silence. 

it has been like this since the third year of junior high; you and akaashi are still good friends that simply enjoy the company of each other. 

akaashis eyes don't tear away from what's in front of him, but his words are directly looking at you. "despite there not being much snow, it's still freezing." he comments. you simply nod, your fingers reaching to clutch your scarf. 

the friendship you guys shared was polite. it was nothing like the way bokuto would launch his sweaty self all over the setter, it was nothing like the way his two managers would tease and poke fun at him. 

it could be perceived as gentle; however, it felt like restraint. you were scared to reach out for him the way his other friends do. you want to lean your head on his shoulder, weave your fingers with his nimble ones, stare into his eyes for hours.

there's no way you view akaashi as a friend. but you believed that he simply saw you as a companion to experience tranquility with, nothing more nor nothing less.

you don't want it to be silent, so you respond. "i didn't expect it to be this windy." 

he notices the way your palms fist together in an attempt to find warmth. his head doesn't move, but his pupils dart over to watch your actions. 

"are your hands cold, y/n?"

the street feels icy. with every step you take, you feel your legs wobble in search for a foundation to keep you from slipping. he's quick to notice this as well. 

"yeah. i'll just stuff them into my pockets, even if it doesn't help much." 

just as you're about to insert your hands into the pockets of your blazer, the front of akaashi's palm is quick to brush against yours. you want it bask in that teasing touch more, but you instinctively pull away.

now you can feel his eyes on you but you don't exchange his look back. are his brows furrowed? would he have a smile on his face? you refuse to answer your question.

"y/n, you don't need to run away from me." 

the walk suddenly comes to a stop. you're now facing him and hes facing you. "what is that supposed to mean?" you ask. 

every sentence is followed with steam whispering into the air. it's now truly silent, and there's nothing to listen to.

that is until akaashi speaks once more. his nose and ears are pink from the chill. "it's okay if we're closer. this distance we have right now... don't you feel like it's getting in the way?"

there is no possible way he is saying these words just to say it, and you're sure of it. gunmetal pigmented eyes are locked right onto your own and the both of you don't want to escape from it. without thinking twice, you're quick to give him a response.

"if we got closer, i think i won't be able to see you as just a friend."

"what if i want us to be closer?"

you realize it's not silent and it's actually loud. your heart is pounding so rapidly that it's almost like each beat can be heard; you think that you can hear akaashi's heart too. it's in sync, there's a connection that desires to eliminate any space or obstacle.

"could i ask you if we can be more than friends, y/n? i want more of what we have and get farther into it. so please, tell me how you feel."

not only is it loud, but it's getting warm. the two of you feel heat rushing around the body. you think the adrenaline is causing you to reach towards him, or maybe it's because he's finally told you the truth. 

in mere seconds that feel like eternity, you stand on your tippie toes and take in his warmth, your lips meeting his and it almost feels perfect. one of his hands go over to the back of your head and the other against your back in an attempt to keep you from slipping. in response to his yearning, your fingers paw at his blazer draped onto his broad chest.

this touch feels ethereal. the proximity eliminated, the only feeling and thought left being love. you don't want this to end, and he doesn't let you go.

with a whisper of the air, his lips pull away from yours and he feels so fufilled. a small smile blooms on his face. 

it still feels cold, silent, and tranquil; however, there is a sense of satisfaction laid onto the scene. akaashi believes he's in love, and you  are the one to give it to him.

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*ೃ༄ bllk boys + cliche love tropes!

ft: isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, mikage reo

✩ what cliche love trope are the blue lock boys?

female reader, so much fluff, i got a lil lazy..., hc + small drabble!!

ISAGI YOICHI - childhood friends to lovers 

✩ everything is a "do together" activity. this includes (and is not limited to) throwing woodchips in the playground, studying, eating bentoes, sleeping, even taking baths.

✩ naturally, you both are very protective of each other!! the years of bonding gave you two an unbreakable connection.

✩ had fake marriage ceremony behind the slides in the playground, and you both just kind of stuck to the idea of "husband and wife" ever since. (you were both 6)

✩ despite it being so long, isagi still gets so flustered around you!! he has that sweet grin every time he greets you in the morning. 

✩ always waits outside your door to walk together to school. sometimes when it's cold, he'll even offer his extra scarf for you, wrapping it around your face.

✩ when people ask about you, hes so quick to simply go "oh, n/n? we're gonna get married for real one day!" with that cute smile and blush.

✩ it even gets to a point where when he goes pro, he ALWAYS makes sure to mention your name in every single interview.

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sweat dribbles down to isagi's chin, his chest heavy, rising up and down in attempt to catch the oxygen he's so desperate for. despite it not even being 30 minutes after one of his biggest games, he's getting bombarded with the press and their eggy questions.

the man closest to him raises his mic towards isagi and the cameras zero in on the two. it's hard to hear his voice due to the pumping of blood through his veins, but he manages to catch the basic idea. 

"who are the people who have supported you to becoming the star player of the game today?"

isagi is quick to think of one particular person. despite feeling absolutely milked, a smile forms on his face. with heavy breathing, he replies, "well, obviously my parents and my teammates, they always pushed me to be better and improve, but there's a special girl out there who has always been my biggest supporter." 

the crowd audibly coos, the flashes simply getting even brighter. isagi can tell that everyone is begging for him to continue, so he does, his desire to brag about you growing. 

"she's always been there for me, watching me since i managed to find my love for soccer. and  i don't think i could be here if it wasn't for her." he ponders if he should say the next sentence, but the swell of his heart overtakes his brain.

"thank you, y/n. and when i come back home, i'll make sure you're the happiest girl in the world."

ITOSHI RIN - forced proximity

✩ when i say forced, IM TALKING FORCED!! like- you're the foreign exchange student living in his own house!

✩ at first, its awkward. little word is exchanged between you two, and the only interaction you get is a simple "it's your turn to shower" or "come down to eat dinner". 

✩ he also never walks with you to school either despite living in the same house and attending the same school.

✩ eventually, you're convinced that you're never going to befriend rin, but a small upbringing makes you realize that he's just shy and closed off.

✩ once you slowly gain understanding of rin's true character, it's a little easier to talk to him. and even he starts to warm up a little.

✩ living in the same house brings so many opportunities and it's impossible to avoid not getting close!!! 

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a fun fact you've learned about rin is that he is always on schedule and has a strict routine. this includes everything from his well kept diet, sleeping at 9pm sharp, and even his devoted time to reading a book for 30 minutes once it hits 7pm.

everything about his life has set rules and orders, and once again, this includes his showers. 

it's not like you're purposefully trying to learn what he does every minute of the day, it's just that he's so prominent with his ritual that you simply learn it without realizing. after eating dinner, he always thanks his mother for the meal. then he heads towards the bathroom to wash up for exactly 45 minutes and heads over to tell you the bath is free at 6:50 on the dot. 

so why is it taking longer than usual today?

for some odd reason, you're worried. rin has practically mastered his way of living and to think that he's behind on something as simple as a shower makes you wonder if he decided to drown himself in the sink. should you check up on him? you guys aren't close like that but you can't help but stand up and make a beeline to where the shower is.

you hesitantly knock on the door. "uh... rin? you okay? it's been pretty long since you've been in there." 

it's silent for a few seconds until the door clicks. you're met with the sight of messy wet black hair, grey sweatpants hung low, and a white tee that simply adds to the masculinity of rin. 

at this time, you also remember that the boy you're temporarily living with is jaw droppingly handsome, and you can't help but avoid eye contact. 

"sorry, we ran out of shampoo so i had to replace it."

his response is short. simple. you just nod and let him pass, still trying to refresh your brain. you're confused. has he always been so charming?

MIKAGE REO - loser bf and cool gf / shikimori is not just a cutie trope

✩ yeah, your boyfriend is pretty cool, but he's not as cool as you!

✩ you're KNOWN to do good at everything and also look absolutely stunning while doing it.

✩ sure, reo is popular. people are fawning over him 24/7 and so many people wish they could be him. but behind that facade, he's truly reduced to a love struck loser who is completely whipped for his girlfriend.

✩ i mean- you can't blame him! you're always there to save the day for him.

✩ he somehow forgot his notes (he's usually an organized person)? you have yours to share! he forgot how to tie his own tie for some odd reason? don't worry, you can always tidy him up!

✩ he realizes that ever since you guys started dating, he's simply turned into a lost puppy without your aid. and honestly, he's okay with that.

✩ he's still the confident, talented, charming guy as always. it's just that he would rather let you save him and take him far away to a distant land.

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reo comfortably situates himself next to you, the grass of his schools soccer field tickling his ankles. he's lost in listening to your rambling and also staring at your face, simply smiling whenever you would look at him mid rant.

in fact, he's so far gone that he fails to notice the screams of people on the field warning the both of you of a soccer ball on it's way to decimate you both, and he also fails to notice that you catch on to the warnings. 

"reo, watch out!" practically in slow motion you yell, using your hands to push him onto the ground and then lifting them to catch the ball (which was going at an unreasonable crazy speed) smoothly onto your palms. 

he blinks once. twice. the shock factor has made it hard for him to process what just happened and he can only stare as you return the ball back to whoever. he watches as you return back to him, your fingers reaching to brush away his lilac hair.

you help lift him back up. "are you okay reo? that ball was moving so fast, i thought we were both gonna be dead!" your fretting makes reo smile. 

"well, i'm just fine, knowing you're always there to save me."

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see you again : what's it like to part ways with gepard landau?

guys this is comfort irpomise | i love tyler the creator </3 and gepard

you’re holding onto him so tightly, refusing to let go. the silvermane captain breathes you in the last time with his crystal blue eyes shut. he’s the first to let go, a smile on his face as he takes in the view of you, his lover.

“i promise i’ll be home before you know it.” gepard says softly. he’s gentle to you, his words careful as he studies the look on your eyes. 

you grasp his hand in desperation. it was the third time he left for duty this month. as much as protecting the city and maintaining the knights sworn chivalry was important, you couldn’t help but want him all to yourself. his lips crack a smile when he watches the way you sorrowfully sigh. 

a kiss is sweetly melted into your mouth and you savor every part of it in fear that you’ll forget what it felt like. “what if i don’t see you again ? i’m worried…” you trail off. he’s quick to pull you into his comfort once more. 

“you know i always keep my promises my love. the moment you close your eyes and open them i’ll already be back. come on, don’t be upset or you’ll make me want to stay home.” he mumbles. you can’t help but chuckle. “now what if i want you to stay ?”

“i can’t disobey the commands of the supreme guardian. don’t you fool me now.” 

the moment felt too real, the feeling of his warmth locking you in, and his voice smoothly making its way to comfort you. he loosens his grip and flashes you one last smile. 

“i’ll see you again my love.”

you nod, giving him a bittersweet smile. “i know you will.” 

the moment he closes the door and takes his leave, you already feel yourself missing his embrace. little did you know, the captain felt the exact same, a red tint painting his cheeks.

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maid cafe | rin itoshi x gn!reader

word count: 0.8k

content: no manga spoilers, fluff(ish,) this is kinda just goofy tbh, not to mention probs ooc rin since this is my first time writing for him 😔

navi | bllk masterlist

convincing rin itoshi to do something he didn’t like was difficult. most people don’t do things they dislike, but some give in if they haven’t ever had the experience. however, he would absolutely not be caught walking into this place.

“rin,” you whined, “the food looks good and isn’t a bad price! can we please go?”

he refused, “absolutely not. i’m not going in there. if you want to go, go in by yourself.”

a pout formed on your face at his rejection, “aw, you're no fun.”

you poked at him before your eyes landed on the sign outside the cafe. as cute as it was, the only reason your boyfriend refused to go inside was because of how it was a maid cafe. if his teammates had ever caught him, he was sure he’d never hear the end of it.

the thought of it being a maid cafe bothered you a bit, but it was almost nothing compared to rin’s worry. you simply wanted the food, so who was serving it didn’t matter.

“but if you really don’t want to go,” you sigh, “then fine. i’ll come back in 30 minutes tops. bye bye~”

not looking back, you skipped into the maid cafe. you took a seat in the corner of the cafe, telling them you’d be ordering for two with a smile. a couple of minutes had passed when the bell attached to the entrance door jingled. you didn’t need to look up at who sat in the seat next to you to know who it was.

“you’re lucky that you’re adorable,” rin mumbled with the tips of his ears turning pink.

with a proud smile, you giggle, “that i am. so much for not getting caught in here, huh.”

“well i wasn’t going to leave you to eat here by yourself,” your boyfriend rolled his eyes. “i wasn’t going to let anyone have the chance to approach you either.”

“are you talking about the waitresses or the customers?”

“both.”

after ordering and receiving your food, you were quick to dig in. rin slowly ate his egg omelette, staring at the “i love rin-chan ♡” written in ketchup. he knew that letting you tell the waitress what to write was another bad idea.

“what’s so wrong about it?” you playfully smile at him.

he glanced at you, “she loudly gushed at me and told us how cute we were. not to mention, she called me out on...”

“on the fact you were blushing,” you lean closer to him, finishing his sentence. he furrowed his brows, but you only continued to grin at him. “come on, we’re a couple, aren’t we? i see nothing wrong with her gushing about it.”

“that’s because you love the attention.”

“… you’re not wrong.”

a few moments passed, silence ensuing between the two of you. the ends of your lips slowly turned straight as rin began to lean towards you. thinking he was going in for a kiss right there, which surprised you, you shut your eyes.

but your face scrunched up when you felt yourself kiss the fabric of his shirt. your eyes shot open to see him holding your phone, unlocking it as if it were his own.

“hey!” you whined with a frown. “you are such a tease, rin. you’d rather look at my phone than give me a kiss…”

he tapped a few things on your phone, “you thought i was leaning in for a kiss when i was getting your phone.”

you stared at him, but he didn’t bother to look back. once he finished whatever he was doing, he set down your phone.

“why did you need my phone anyway?” you asked.

rin answered, “i was deleting the picture.”

it took a moment, but you realized that rin had deleted the picture you took of him when the waitress was complimenting the two of you as a couple. you quickly grabbed your phone to see if it was true. to your horror, it was.

“you… you deleted it,” your jaw dramatically dropped. “i would’ve kept it to myself if you asked, you know. i’m sure your friends wouldn’t know you coming here if i didn’t post it.”

“but you were going to post it.”

“…you’re not wrong, again.”

the two of you eventually finished your meals, leaving with stomachs that were fuller compared to when you entered. rin was glad that the two of you were finally leaving to go to an ice cream shop. however, that relief was short-lived when you almost bumped into someone at the door.

“oh, i’m sor- bachira?”

you stared into the eyes of rin’s friend, looking behind him to see even more of them. all of them were equally surprised as you were to bump into each other. you looked at all of their faces before the realization hit both you and them.

“rin… you go to maid cafes?”

note: hoping i did rin well enough, ty for the request anon!! (sorry for the lateness like always). after I got the two quotes in, I had no clue where the drabble was heading so here we are 😭😭

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Hello! Can I request please headcanons about Nagi and Reo fall in love with the same girl (maybe their classmate oe manager their Hakuho football team)? TSM! Love your writing!

✩ hey anon! i decided to write these as a polyamorous relationship if that's okay with you ^^ hope you enjoy!!!

poly relationship with nagi and reo

✩ what's it like dating two soccer boys?

✩ i see this as a super fun relationship!! lots of cute memories are made and there's always laughter and smiles passing between the three of you :D

✩ reo is the first to make a move. him and nagi were already close, and he wasn't sure if it was right to like you and nagi at the same time.

✩ after confronting nagi about it, (while hiding his crush on him as well) turns out nagi feels the same! he then proceeds to say "well whatever is yours is mine, and whatever is mine is yours. let's just both find a way to get them to like us both."

✩ cue the start of this rabbit hole. both of them trying to pine after you while reos feelings only get stronger for the both of you, but on the other hand, nagi just started to realize maybe he wants to be more than friends with reo.

✩ dating both reo and nagi is super chaotic. reo is straightforward and direct with his energy, but nagi is a bit more quiet. surprisingly, nagi is just as unhinged lol.

✩ gaming together!!!! you guys are the best trio when it comes to gaming and it always results in you trolling, nagi just trying to play, and reo spending money for some skins.

✩ lots of at home movie nights and cuddling. you guys all have matching pajamas and gossip about drama together!!! also consists of lots of silly .5 photos.

✩ they love it when you come to their games. wearing one of their jerseys while also wearing a cap with the others number on it. they just love seeing you support what they do.

✩ constant insta posts / stories of each other. funny gc texts, where you guys went out, random moments with each other, it's just so cute dhabjqq

✩ the three of you guys match everything!!! wallpapers, bracelets, keychains, etc. reo loves buying stuff for you guys <3 and loves it even more when you both wear it.

✩ nagi is the touchiest out of the group. he's never not holding your hand or grabbing onto reo like a koala.

✩ reo enjoys spending time with you and likes when you give him words of affirmation. it makes him proud that he has such amazing s/o's :D

✩ waking up w them consists of nagi rolled off to the ground, reos arms against your waist, and your shirt half off from all the body heat.

✩ dating these two is a roller coaster in the best way possible lol

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Some things never change

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Sae Itoshi x Reader

Prompt: Sae and Reader who both meet at an Art Museum after seeing the other’s exact face in respective paintings from the 1600s? Fuck yeah. (Implied Reincarnation)

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‘Just what the hell am i doing here.’ Were the thoughts of a certain Itoshi.

Being dragged to an art museum by his teammates, Sae was less than happy as he bleakly looked around, that bored, unassuming expression on his face.

Art had never been something that had interested him. That was where football had taken its role.

Sae glanced at the paintings from time to time, before quickly shifting his attention else where. Nothing was catching his eye.

Until, his feet stopped moving.

The man didnt know why his body had seemingly moved- or well, paused on its own. And so, he looked up, fully taking in what he was looking at.

The large canvas of a beautiful person, in a medieval setting.

The painting wasn’t anything special, per-say. The same layout of a scene, littered with the ghosts of brush strokes.

And yet, even with its darker colours-only bright when shown on the figure, Sae almost couldn’t look away.

What exactly was transfixing him? He didnt know.

Though strangest of all, why did the figure in the painting seem familiar?

Their hair defined to the last strand, face holding a warm expression, and those eyes. The detail the artist had put into them- it made Sae’s own hurt from looking at the painting too long.

The man decided to step closer to take a look, checking the small information box next to the painting.

‘Huh’, he noticed.

S.I, were the initials of the artist.

No name, only the blanks of two letters to fill in the gaps of identification.

And too, a small message from the artist along with it. ‘Ray of Light, 1665. For my beloved, y/n.’

Sae decided to step back, a glimmer of interest in his teal eyes. Though, he decided to put it at the back of his mind for now.

When he walked off, he didnt realise how distracted he was until he nearly bumped into somebody.

Sae promptly apologised, not interested in sparing a second glance.

Until he did. That’s when he saw it.

You, the person who had nearly bumped into him, someone who bore a striking resemblance to the figure in the painting.

His eyes widened slightly at the connection. And you, were too having a similar realisation.

Unbeknownst to the Itoshi, there was a painting that you’d seen just down the hall that had caught your eye.

The painting of a man, who had definitely been painted in a good light. Rose-tinted hair, and emerald eyes that shone like sparks against his cheeks.

You’d been taken aback at the astute use of colours when it came to him, and fascinated at the lack thereof when looking at the surroundings in the painting- black and white.

The artist? Only a first name was written.

That being, y/n.

Along with the title, there was a small message left behind.

‘My Perspective, 1665. For my grumpy husband.’

Now, you stared at the very man from the painting before you, seemingly allured.

It seemed that, even paintings didnt fully show how beautiful the two of you were in the others eyes.

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itoshi rin x reader. hurt/comfort, valentines day in may 😵‍💫this was supposed to be way more silly but i got carried away. also didn’t really know how to end it lolol but rin is cute and a little dumb. this is so dramatic dhdbdbdn just read it as if its a shoujo romance manga tbh

it was almost like you could hear your heart shattering into little pieces and falling onto the cold, hard floor below you.

your heart was breaking because before you stood itoshi rin and some girl you’d only seen in passing. her cheeks were flushed as she held a box of chocolates in front of her. a big, red, heart-shaped box, embellished with a sparkly bow on top.

they were your favorite chocolates, how cruel.

you could see the way her hands shook a little, even from the distance you were watching from.

it wasn’t like you meant to watch. no, you thought you were quite unfortunate to have stumbled across this scene on your way out of school for the day.

but you continued to stare, despite your anguish at what could come. it felt as though your feet were glued to the ground, your eyes stuck onto rin’s figure, awaiting his response to what was obviously a confession.

the girl was pretty. you could tell even from the side view of her that you had currently. you couldn’t imagine how much prettier she looked to rin right now, face to face.

the scene before you seemed to be playing out in slow-motion. it felt like centuries since you had first laid eyes on that strikingly red box in front of the striker.

but, finally, someone seemed to have pressed play on the remote, for all your fears came true as itoshi rin took the box from the girl’s hand.

oh.

in all honesty, you hadn’t expected that. you knew rin, you were friends, best friends in your eyes. he had always said he rejects every chocolate he receives on valentines day (and it’s always a lot). he had always said he wasn’t interested in a lukewarm relationship with the people who confessed to him, as he never even knew who the majority of them were.

itoshi rin was not interested in relationships. it hurt, sure, but that fact also meant that you were safe from seeing him ever enter a relationship with anyone that wasn’t you. you were sure it would forever be an unrequited love, but he’s your best friend and there’s no one that will steal his heart, so that’s enough for you.

but why… why is that box of chocolates in his hands now?

you can’t hear the words he says and you don’t want to, lest they break your heart more. suddenly, the glue on your shoes dissolves and you can move again. move. away from this moment, away from the pieces of your heart beneath your feet, away from the itoshi rin who you could no longer keep to yourself.

your feet moved before your mind completely caught up. before you knew it, you were running. running to where? you didn’t think about that. rather you couldn’t think of anything besides rin’s hands holding those chocolates and the terribly pretty girl he took them from.

as you ran, and ran, and ran, you didn’t notice, you couldn’t notice—not in your current state—that your sudden movement had caused rin to become aware of your presence. all he saw was your sad face and your hair blowing in the wind before you were completely out of his sight.

you couldn’t see how rin didn’t spare one last glance at the confessing girl before he ran towards your back.

itoshi rin was now chasing you with a stupidly big and red box of chocolates in his hands.

he couldn’t get the look in your eyes out of his head. why did you look so sad? were you looking at him? did he cause that look in your eyes?

that last thought caused him to speed up.

rin was a soccer player, after all. when being chased by soccer prodigy, you can’t expect to win in speed. but he doesn’t expect you to be so fast. what was making you run away like this?

before he can muster up an answer to his own question, he reaches you. his hand is grabbing your wrist before you can run any farther.

you stopped. you’re panting. he expects you to look back at him but you don’t.

and of course you know. you know that it’s rin whose grip is on your wrist. you think you could sense his presence always.

but you can’t turn around. you can’t turn around or rin will see the tears staining your face and you’ll see that obnoxious red box in his hands. you can’t bring yourself to do it, but your feet are once again glued to the ground. maybe rin’s presence has the ability to do that to you.

before long he speaks up, “look at me.” ah, you swore that phrase and his voice, directed at you, made your heartbeat increase a tenfold.

and so you did, because who were you to deny him when he asks like that? your self-restraint and respect is really at zero when it comes to him.

you look at him and his eyes widen at the tracks of tears running down your face. he unconsciously steps closer, the hand that was previously on your wrist reaching out to your face, yet he abruptly pulls it away before it makes contact.

“what’s wrong?”

at his words, your eyes momentarily drift to the box of chocolates in his hands. rin is observant by nature, as the striker he is, and he doesn’t miss the fleeting glance you give to his hand.

his hand that is holding the box of chocolates that he forgot about in the chaos of running after you and seeing your tear-stained face.

but this realization is a welcome one to him as he extends the hand that’s holding the chocolates towards you. “for you,” he doesn’t give anything away from his voice and his eyes are boring into your own, although no outward expression is present.

“what?” it came out weak, far weaker than you’d like to be in front of rin but you suppose it doesn’t matter anymore. for one he’s seeing the complete mess you are right now and for two you no longer have any hope for a chance with him.

his words didn’t even really register in your head. all you saw were his eyes that looked to be in as much pain as you were. why is he sad? did you cause that look in his eyes?

“they’re your favorite,” his brows are furrowed now, he doesn’t know the right thing to say, or the right thing to do, not when you’re staring between him and the box of chocolates looking so incredibly hurt.

“rin, wh-“

he cuts you off, “that girl… i was going to let her keep these before i actually looked at them and realized they were your favorite kind,” he stopped for a moment to look at you. “i took the chocolates then said i didn’t return her feelings.” rin’s seemingly done with his explanation and he’s staring at you, awaiting your response.

and you laughed. laughed at the absurdity of it all and the completely serious look that rin has on his face, box of chocolates still outstretched towards you in his hands. “rin, don’t you think that’s a little rude?”

“no. they were for me either way?” he’s so nonchalant you can’t help but burst into another fit of giggles.

you’re laughing and realizing your chest doesn’t hurt anymore. you don’t feel the sharp shards of your broken heart stabbing your insides any longer, but instead a light fluttering in your stomach.

rin is so unintentionally funny, and cute, and not at all good with words but somehow everything he says leaves you like this.

you take the chocolates from his hands (finally). “so you took these from some poor girl who was confessing to you?” he nods. “for me?” he nods. “why?”

“because they’re your favorite.”

[pppeachyyys]

OMGGG! I LOVE your crush and confession headcanons! They're ooo cute! Can I ask you for some more crush and confession headcanons for any BLLK characters you want? I'd love to read them!

✩ YAJSQJS tysm !! i wrote for isagi and bachira. i hope u enjoy <3

puppy love pt 2 | ft isagi and bachira

✩ what are the bllk boys like with their crush ?

isagi yoichi

✩ the sweetest :( he’s so nervous and fidgety every time he’s around you!!

✩ isagi is known to be very polite and generally respectful to everyone, so to his own crush, he’s just 10x kinder. 😞

✩ LOVES complimenting you about anything. if you praise him back, he’s quick to cover the blush on his face.

✩ literally kazehaya from kimi no todoke ???? HE’s LITERALLY HIM OH MY GOD

✩ he’s always looking at you even when you guys aren’t talking. you can notice him steal glances at you whenever the teacher is busy with his lecture or his friends are talking about soccer.

✩ mini staring contests with him that results in both of you having racing hearts and hot cheeks D: ugh yall are too cute

✩ never forgets stuff about you. the moment you say something, it’s permanently in his brain and he’ll make sure to apply it into his life.

✩ you mentioned a food you liked ? he has it for you the next day. you mumble that you aren’t feeling well ? don’t worry, isagi is at your door after school with medicine. 

✩ gets super embarrassed when someone mentions you. he instantly perks up and pays attention when somebody says your name.

✩ “hey, isagi- you listening ?”

✩ “huh ? oh yeah i am ! don’t worry.” 

✩ “okay… anyways guys did you see y/n-”

✩ “y/n ?! where ?”

✩ also tends to get jealous / possessive over you. even though you guys aren’t dating, he doesn’t want you to think about anyone else. :( he isn’t insecure, but rather he just wants to let everyone know that isagi likes you the most. (which in his mind means no one else can like you)

✩ this causes him to backfire his confession accidentally LMFAO

the striker watches you with narrowed blue eyes, his mind analyzing the current situation before him. a student was before you, face red and words fumbling, their fingers holding onto what looked like a love letter.

he scoffed to himself. what kind of person looks like that while confessing ? it makes them look cowardly. isagi was a firm believer that if you were to confess, it should be full of confidence, which was what he was practicing in front of the mirror everyday. 

before he knows it, you’re striding back over to him with the letter in your hands. “i turned them down.” you say. hearing your voice makes him instantly jolt. 

“huh ? why’d you do that ?” he asks nervously. he’s quick to notice the way your eyes dart around but chooses to not question it. you shrug. “i’m just not interested in them, that’s all.” 

the hallway is empty and all signs of the love struck student is gone. he musters up a nod, a smile growing on his face. “yeah. of course you wouldn’t be interested when you have me !”

the moment those words leave his mouth, he’s mentally slapping himself and feels heat rise from his neck up, shades of red blooming on his face.

“sorry ! i didn’t mean it like that- uh… you know i meant like uh… uhm….” 

you laugh, something isagi didn’t expect to happen. he looks at you and sees your cheeks just as hot as him, the joyous giggles filling his ears like a melody. 

“actually, it would be better if you meant it like that. but you’re right yoichi.” you look right back at him confidently. “i don’t look at anyone else since i have you.”

isagi curses to himself, realizing all that practicing in the mirror was worth nothing the moment he saw your face.

bachira meguru

✩ super friendly!!! he makes it known in the way that makes you feel comfortable about it.

✩ always includes you in anything and everything. he hates the feeling of being left out and he’s well familiar with the feeling of it. bachira never wants you to feel lonely :(

✩ like i mentioned before, he makes sure you know that he likes you. 

✩ would just come up to you and say you’re cute. then proceeds to befriend you quickly and before you know it, you guys are best friends. 

✩ “hey ! i saw you across the classroom and thought you were really cute. what clubs are you in ?”

✩ bachira is a touch kinda guy, he loves showing affection to his friends, which means you included. if you were to voice about it though, he would gladly respect your boundaries.

✩ if you are okay with it though, he’ll indulge in it to it’s most! always massaging your shoulders, pushing you around gently, and playing with your hair.

✩ he gets so lost in the feeling of liking you that he gets super attached. 

✩ overthinks a lot :(. his childhood still reflects onto himself and he gets insecure about himself and how he’s treating you. he’s scared to lose you but he doesn’t want you to leave.

bachira is scared. it’s another one of those nights that consist of sleeplessness, anxiety, and worst of all- you missing from his mind. he can’t stop thinking if there was something wrong with him. 

he felt like a creep. a monster. he felt like he was just keeping you to himself like a murderer keeping someone hostage, and he hated it. yet at the same time, he refused to let you go.

you were too good for him, he thought. you never expressed disgust towards him nor ever treated him horribly. you were an angel compared to him. 

the amber-eyed boy keenly stares at his phone, contemplating if he should give in to the temptation of texting you. it was just so alluring, the image of your presence being enough to comfort him.’

surprisingly, he isn’t the first to text. you are.

he stares at the message glowing on the screen, reading, ‘are you awake ? i can’t sleep and i lowk miss u :(‘.

the heart inside of him flutters for a moment. he picks up the device and gives it a few clicks. ‘yep yep ! i’m awake. what’s up ?’

‘not much. i just like talking to u’

you’re still typing. he’s anticipating the next message.

‘<3’

bachira smiles. maybe worrying about it truly shouldn’t be his first concern.

[pppeachyyys]

A GAMER’S DILEMMA

‎♡‧₊˚ ꒰ CONTENTS ꒱ : mildly suggestive at the end. mostly fluff

a/n: happy belated bday nagi ! this is a lil blurb i wrote last night inbetween matches PLS !! enjoy ^_^ !

nagi never was the type of guy to text people while he was playing games. it was his time and he figured it was too bothersome to try and keep up conversations during it. sure, he’d reply to people while he was in the lobby, waiting for his next match to start up, but never during. that’s just how it was when he first started talking to you.

but then, one time you sent him a message during the game and he felt an overwhelming urge to respond to you. so he waited until he died to do so. he had about 10 seconds before he respawned and would use every moment of it to text you back.

and that was the new normal for a bit. he’d die, grab his phone quickly, respond to you and go right back into the fight.

but his teammates soon noticed his somewhat odd behavior. instead of him always being the first to rush out on the field, he’d sit in his spawn spot for a second too long, almost desperate to finish the text he was constructing.

they thought it was a lag at first. but then when your name started to come up more in conversation, they were able to figure out what had him so distracted.

it didn’t take much longer after that for nagi to figure it out — why his kill ratios weren’t as great as they used to be or how his technique was sloppier, all because he’d rather talk to you.

he didn’t know what to make of it, so he opted for calling you instead while he played. this way he could talk to you and still focus on the game. that is, until you start saying certain things that might distract him even more, making him squirm in his seat a little.

and that’s how you wormed your way into his heart and his gaming time, now happily sitting in his lap while he plays.

even though it was hardly any less distracting.

[pppeachyyys]

I LOVEEE YOUR BAD BOY RIN FICS

YAHQQKKWNDNW THAN KYO USO MUCH

no bc bad boy troupes ARE SO GOOD UGH im kn my lnees forbthem 😍 esp for rinnie

[pppeachyyys]

Good day!

I like your last nagi headcanons very much! If your requests are open, can I request headcanons about Nagi, Reo, Hiori and Chigiri? About how they'd act if they have a crush on reader and how they'd confess?

Have an amazing day! Thank you!

✩ hey anon ! ty for the req, i couldn't cook up anything for chigiri 😞 but i hope everything else is smth you enjoy &lt;3

puppy love | ft. nagi, reo, hiori

✩ what are the bllk boys like with their crush ?

nagi seishiro

✩ nagi's the type to not really have a crush, so the fact that you caught his interest not only surprises reo but nagi himself.

✩ surprisingly super chill around you. he doesn't try to change his personality because he thinks it's too much work and he wants you to see his true self.

✩ reo would attempt to help him flirt, but in the worst ways possible.

✩ "okay, repeat after me, babe you just gave me asthma cause your beauty just took my breath away."

✩ "but reo i don't have asthma."

✩ "just say the damn line. 😐"

✩ eventually realizes he shouldn't rely on reos tactics and decides to make a move with his own choices. it first starts by sitting next to you during class, his desk right next to yours.

✩ unfortunately he would fail trying to talk to you because he would fall asleep, forcing you to wake him up gently.

✩ this becomes a daily routine for the two of you. nagi sits next to you, tries to make a move, ends up sleeping, and you wake him up. you slowly start to warm up to him and you're actually the first to strike a conversation with him.

✩ nagi is direct when it comes to confessing, but it's so straightforward that it ends up looking indirect.

"thanks again nagi, but you really don't have to do this for me."

it was the third time nagi has bought you your favorite drink from the vending machine this week. the drink felt cold to the touch, its metal casing gleaming against the light of the windows.

nagi once again had his head on his desk, his fingers fiddling with his own lemon tea. "ts really nothing. don't couples always do this anyway ?"

you short circuit. couple ? as in you and nagi ? there's no way. you blink and white haired boy does the same in response. "couple... ?" you ask. suddenly his hands reach for yours and you swear this whole situation is a dream.

"yeah ? i like you and you like me, so that means we're dating right ?"

mikage reo

✩ 100% all bark no bite. he acts so confident when it's just him and his friends but the moment you walk in, he's all red and dead silent.

✩ poor guy gets SO nervous around you 😭 he's scared he'll creep you out but he also has no idea what to say.

✩ luckily he'll get the hang of it and soon enough you guys actually get really close. he treats you amazing once he manages to situate himself.

✩ passive / friendly flirting is the first move he does when he's confident enough. secretive winks, cute compliments, he does it all.

✩ gives you the most romantic gifts but makes it seem so platonic that it gets you thinking.

✩ "hey y/n ! i just saw this and thought you would really like it. you know as your friend i always want the best for you !" hands you a bouquet of roses and expensive chocolate omg he sso romantcisjbw

✩ he's so smooth with it 🙏 all his actions are so polite that you can't help but swoon over him.

✩ it's the way he treats you so well and different compared to other people (with the exception of nagi). he would talk to you longer compared to others, give you the lighest touches, and always flash you that damned handsome smile. (i want him so bad)

✩ it ends up being him falling first and you falling harder. he's just too charming to resist ;)

reo was just a friend.

this something you have told yourself for the past few days over and over again like a broken record player. you couldn't help but daydream about him and the way he would present himself to you. he was dreamy, but clearly just a friend.

"-ood morning y/n !"

your dozing was cut off by reos hand gently patting your head. you look up to see him, smile on and uniform neatly buttoned up.

you fight back the urge to stare and return his smile. he takes his seat right next to you. you're not sure how long you started to drift off because once again reo is calling out for you.

"y/n- are you okay ? you seem a bit more aloof today." he says with furrowed brows. "you sick ?" reo zeroes into your face, purple eyes blooming into yours.

"nothing ! i'm fine."

reo is observant. he smirks, quickly catching on to your mindful thoughts that were hiding in your brain. the desk isn't cool enough to bring down temperature of your nervous body.

he reaches to twirl a piece of your hair. "have you been dreaming about me lately ? sure looks like it."

hiori yo

✩ the cutest when it comes to crushes. he's so giddy and sappy its adorable :(

✩ i see hiori as the type to fall in love with his best friend, like he suits the friends to lovers troupe so well.

✩ the more he spends time with you, the more he starts to have feelings that are romantical. he knows most things about you so it's easier for him to talk to you even when he likes you. the issue is showing his feelings to you.

✩ he spends most of his time with you. going to cute cafes, playing games, walking together to anywhere.

✩ hiori is quick to accept that you probably don't feel the same towards him but he doesn't mind. he just wants to keep the close bond you two have even if it can't become anything more.

✩ he still acts the same but he's a bit more careful around you. he's willing to protect you in an instant or make your day better.

✩ constantly making sure you're doing okay. if not, he's quick to run over to your home with your favorite snacks and a cute plushie.

✩ SO CUTE :( talks abt it to his online friends and the whole time his heart is racing and he's blushing.

✩ once his feelings become to big to fight, he decides it's easier to just tell you as a way to get over the crush, but he isn't aware that you feel the same.

hiori plays with the drawstrings of his hoodie, your figure standing right next to him on the playground bench. he's glancing between you and the ground.

"so what's up yo ?" you yawn tiredly. "make it quick though... i was sleeping before you woke me up."

deep inside of him, hiori feels bad that he called you during the middle of the night just to confess his feelings to you. he isn't sure if he should do this anymore, but the way you still have a smile on your face makes him change his mind.

he takes a deep breath. "y/n, i just needed to tell you that i actually like you- like, more than friends. like the like that makes me nervous and sickly. i can't get over you and i hate it, so i just had to tell you. i'm sorr-"

his gloating is cut off by your lips against his, the cold feel of your hands touching his burning cheeks. the kiss is short but feels like an eternity to the both of you, making him want more. you smile once again.

"and i like you too. now shut up so i can kiss you again !" with a giggle, you bring him into your embrace. his lips quirk into a smile.

hiori would gladly go mute if that meant he could recieve your love.

[pppeachyyys]

— 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ; 𝐝. 𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐠.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: can we always be this close?

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: honkai: star rail | 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dān héng/gn!reader | 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: nsfw ; minors dni | 𝐰/𝐜: 0.76k.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: previously established relationship, healthy relationship, soft sex, kissing.

— 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 !!

“uhn — uhn, y-yeah, just like that!” the soft sighs in your ear spurred on your movements, a breathless smile on your face as you rolled your body against your lover’s. “gods, i’ve wanted you all fucking day, love.”

a sigh of laughter leaves your throat as he nuzzles his nose against your collarbone before nipping a line from it up along your jaw. “mmm, is that so?” you ask softly, your eyes dancing in the candlelight as he moves to notch his nose against yours, his most frequent show of affection that, unlike kissing, he didn’t mind doing publicly; dān héng would limit public displays of his affection to you to linking pinkies and the occasional bump from his forehead and nose, be it to yours or to wherever he could reach. 

“yes,” he groans, his grip on your hip tightening enough to threaten bruising. “gods, you’re so fucking good — want you all the time, want to drag you away to our room and just…” he trails off, and you lazily loop your arms around his neck as he grinds his cock inside you, amusement glittering in your eyes. 

“just what?” you ask teasingly. “whatever do you always wish to do to me?”

instead of responding he just groans and snaps his hips into yours, a low keen falling from his lips as a moan drops from yours as he begins a smooth, steady rhythm. as his hips pump into yours, he nuzzles his nose against yours again, tiny tears glittering in his eyes from the pleasure. “m-mine — gods i love you, and you’re all mine-!” he whimpers shakily, and you tighten your grip on him in response, canting your hips up so he can delve deeper into you. 

“yeah, ‘m yours, lover,” you whisper softly, relaxing into the feeling of his fevered skin against yours. “i’m all yours, just like you’re all mine~”

“y-yeah — ‘m yours, yours — you’re m-mine — yours!” he whines, his breathing growing erratic; you could swear you could almost hear his heart racing in his chest — or was that your own? what did it matter anyway?

soft moans fall from you mouth as your high approaches, and you toss one leg over his waist and press your foot against his ass, silently urging him deeper. he understands with an ease he always did when it came to you, and each roll of his hips sends his cock even deeper inside of you, rolling over your sweet spot while his heavy balls slap against your ass that only made the knot in your stomach jump as it grew tighter and tighter. 

“i — i — c-cummin’ soon, ‘m cummin’ soon!” you whine, and he just draws you closer and roughens his thrusts ever so slightly. the knot tightens more and more and more before it finally… snaps.  “g-gods!” you cry, your volume mixway between a shriek and an easy-spoken sentence. “dān, i — i’m cumming!”

“yes, yes, cum for me, love,” he moans, “fuck yes — i’m so close, so so close — f-fuck!” his last cry is strained as his hips stutter messily into yours, and he buries his face in your shoulder as he fills you up with a thick heat that hadn’t been there before. your fingers dig into his strong back, and he presses his chest to yours in a means of getting as close to you as physically possible; he’s always wanted you this way, soft and fucked out in his arms, even before the two of you began dating — and now you were all his to take whenever the mood struck. 

as both of your highs come down, he lifts his head up from where he’d buried it in you only to dip it down to yours and kiss you softly, his tongue gently running across your bottom lip as if wordlessly asking permission for a luxury he would always have. you grant him it, and suddenly you’re both even closer as your tongues run along one another and the two of you bask in the moment.

it takes a while, but eventually the exhaustion of the day coupled with the last hour gets to both of you, and dān héng reluctantly pulls away only to immediately make himself comfortable on top of you, laying his head on your chest as you use both your pillow and his own and get comfy in bed. “love you,” he whispers quietly, and you smile and begin combing your fingers through his hair, pushing it back from his sweaty brow as the two of you drift off to sleep — messy, but content.

“i love you too.”

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 } 𝐛𝐲 𝟒𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐒. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.

[pppeachyyys]

✩ nagi as a bf >>

✩ relationships with nagi seishiro would be very laidback. he's known to be lazy, so you're in luck if you're introverted just like him.

✩ most dates are at home; he loves watching movies, cooking together, having at-home spa days, and just generally staying home with you all day long.

✩ nagi secretly LOVES when you pamper him or just decorate him with cute accessories. (never admits to it though) he loves the way you squeal at how cute he is with his painted nails and bows in his hair.

✩ he's obsessed whenever you do skincare on him, your hands on his face, thighs wrapped around his waist, and the way you're so close that he could just kiss you right then and there.

✩ i like to believe that nagis big on physical touch and words of affirmation. he's never not touching you and loves to ramble about how much he loves you.

✩ since he lives alone, you spend a lot of your time at his place.

✩ it's become so often that parts of you would remain in his house. an extra toothbrush, a small set of makeup in the corner of his restroom, a pillow right next to his own, and your shirts are neatly placed in it's own spot in his closet.

✩ never shuts up about you. ESPECIALLY to reo and he's tired of it 😭

✩ "oh y/n would love this. speaking of y/n, they actually came over yesterday and cooked some really good food for me. they even fed me cause eating's such a hassle."

✩ "nagi respectfully shut up because everyone on the team is going to strangle you."

✩ also never shuts up about you in interviews for soccer. if your relationship is public, he gladly let's everyone know you're his. if it's private, he'll give off signs that you already took his heart.

✩ "what are your plans for the future nagi ? you're already such an amazing player and the crowd is wondering what your next step is to become the worlds best striker."

✩ "well, i plan on marrying y/n which sounds like a good start to me."

✩ "nagi, they're asking about soccer."

✩ the BIGGEST BABY OHKYGOD. he loves pouting to you cause he knows you can't resist when he's touching you everywhere with the cutest eyes.

✩ super needy 24/7. follows you around everywhere too.

✩ going to the restroom ? nagis already in there waiting for you. oh you're going to check the mail ? he's following you like a puppy. going to bed ? it's his bedtime too.

✩ his affection can be a bit too overwhelming sometimes, especially when you aren't in the mood for his hugs and kisses.

✩ it's hard to communicate with him at first since he's so lazy and has a reluctant mindset, so the first few months of the relationship is a bit rocky.

✩ as you progress though, dating him is generally something you love and becomes something extremely special to both you and him.

✩ he loves giving you his clothing. it let's him know that you truly do belong to him. (and he likes how it smells like you after)

✩ speaking of smell, i think nagi has a distinct scent of laundry that is also unique to him. he smells comforting and light.

✩ you get him anything that is matching and he's keeping it with him forever. that keychain you gave him is now permanently part of his school bag. the bracelet made of strings is literally rotting but it's still tight on his wrist. regularly stares at your matching phone cases because it gets him all giddy.

✩ doesn't use petnames too often but when he does, it's usually angel or pretty. he loves calling you things that are related to beauty since he thinks you're the most gorgeous being alive.

✩ ugh i just want him so bad

[pppeachyyys]

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she / her, bllk girly <3, hololive stan, writing since 2021!, bee swarm enjoyer

☆ masterlist! req or talk to me! req rules!

☆ other links - wattpad (inactive) carrd

"it's gold or white? 너무 어려운 질문!"

"it's just me and my cup in this bitch!"

"i'm turning around i'm having visions of you."

[pppeachyyys]

byf, req, rules, etc!

before you follow

- dni if: proshipper uncomfy w nsfw posts ppl who dislike anime and games

i write for

- bllk, haikyuu, jjk, genshin, honkai star rail, mha, any media i'm familiar with! - fluff, angst, nsfw, sfw - hcs, oneshots, drabbles - any gender reader

rules / i do not do

- extreme dark content ex: dubcon, abuse - char x char - char x oc - mini series unless it's put into one post

[pppeachyyys]

masterlist!

honkai star rail

'see you again' gepard | drabble | gn

genshin impact

'good for me' tighnari | nsfw oneshot | fem

'golden whiskey' albedo | sfw oneshot | fem

blue lock

badboy! itoshi rin | fluff hc | gn

'the hassle i love' itoshi rin | sfw oneshot | gn

nagi seishiro as a bf | fluff hc | gn

'puppy love' nagi, reo, hiori | hc drabble | gn

'puppy love pt 2' isagi, bachira | hc drabble | gn

poly relationship w nagi and reo | hc | gn

bllk boys + cliche love tropes | hc drabble | fem

haikyuu

'you're my seasons' akaashi keiji | sfw oneshot | gn

[pppeachyyys]

golden whiskey ✩ albedo

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ you never expected to be fancied by the charming prince in the middle of a ballroom dance.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊tags! royalty au, fem reader, prince!albedo, albedo is publicly seducing, sfw, kissing

albedo’s sky-blue eyes stared into yours while his hand clutched onto your waist. the glow of the golden lights illuminated his figure in the ballroom. everyone was watching. 

“a fair lady like you, blessed with divine beauty and grace… the desire to spoil you with all my riches seem to only grow, dearest.” albedo says. the way he talks is smooth- seducing. you can’t help but simply retort his energy right back at him with a curious smile. “i could say the same, prince albedo.”

he chuckled silently, satisfied with your answer. taking your hand , he guided you across the ballroom. the music echoed through the hall and everyone was stepping in patterns of grace. 

your f/c dress glittered against the light and expensive pearls strung across your bare collarbones. the glory of the ballroom which was painted in gold and marble, paintings so artistic that it was coming to life from the dome of the room. everyone was dressed luxuriously to the best of their ability. women were presenting their riches to possible suitors while gentlemen were nervously introducing themselves to such daisies. 

suddenly you felt his hot breath touch your neck, his lips grazing your ear. “tell me, are you feeling as amused as i am ?” he muttered so quietly so only you could hear. 

his voice was smooth like valuable velvet , his words going right through your ear and sending shivers down your spine. he hummed while resting his chin on your shoulder and you could feel his neck vibrate. it seemed like no one was noticing his actions.

“... does the royal highness really wish to know my own emotions when i present myself in front of you, dearest prince albedo ?” 

“enlighten me.” 

everyone’s eyes were on both of you but unknowing of the spark veiled within both of your eyes. prince albedo kreideprinz was dancing with you, the princess of a far away land. his hands were gently laying on your hips and guiding themselves to the rhythm of the waltz. 

albedo knew that the dukes and duchesses and noblemen and noblewomen were watching , but truly , did he have no shame ? 

his lips slowly made their way to plant kisses on your neck. he didn’t seem to care if other people noticed and began to whisper amongst the crowd, realizing his haughty actions. you bit your lip.

you passed him an innocent smile. “and what if i do not wish to enlighten you ?”

the prince drew his head away and looked at you. “well then i suppose i’ll find out...” his grip on your hand tightened and his eyes were concentrated on your lips. was the warmth coming from the layers of your dress or from the way he was staring at you ? 

there was a lift of power in his words. “...after this dance of course.”