The Three Kingdoms

The Three Kingdoms

Chapter 3 

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Denki Pov

Every night I would visit Kirishima, though the keys and guard moved spots, the guard Shinsou isn’t the best at staying up, so sneaking past him is easy, but the problem is that keys no longer hang on a wall but in a desk drawer. Though nothing can stop the great prince Denki, I can be quiet when I want, and Shinsou has a soft spot for me, we were childhood friends till his father sent him to guard and knight training. All the nights I sneak down to Kirishima, we talk about everything and anything, we tell childhood stories or we dig deep and share the things that trouble us, it’s therapeutic. It’s been a week since the night I snapped at him, and he educated me, and though it was great I’m still having a hard time accepting myself, it doesn’t help that the one helping me looks like a chiseled statue and acts like a gentleman. Not everything is perfect though, for one my father is in contact with another kingdom, for an arranged marriage. My other problem is my fault, I realized a few days ago that the knight I see every day, doesn’t realize I’m the next king of this kingdom. I mean I know I didn’t tell him my last name, but I thought he might have pieced it together, but it becomes clear that he thinks I’m sort of servant of the castle. I feel guilty about it, and I’ve decided to tell him tonight. I’m more nervous than I thought I would be, it probably has to do with the fact that I’ve been having romantic dreams about him, or that I’m afraid that he’ll hate me because I’m a Kaminari. Either way, I don’t feel any better until I see him smiling at me like a puppy. He’s been looked in this prison for over a month and he still smiles, he still jokes, still laughs, he’s so strong. I try to level my breath but when I look at the rest of him I see the new cuts and bruises, I forget about the previous plan and run back up the stairs. I quietly rushed to grab medical supplies and hoped  I grabbed the right stuff and rushed back to the dungeon. I unlocked the cell door, Kirishima’s eyes widened at my action, this was something I never did, I ignored his shocked face and movements and grabbed his huge arm, and pulled him to the guard bench. I sat him down and then I sat down, I then realized that I don’t know what I’m doing, and the adrenaline of wanting to help wore off.  Luckily Kirishima talked before I could embarrass myself.

“If you clean my wounds and wrap them, the guards will notice.”

I looked up at him and he was blushing, it was cute, it relaxed me.

“You’re right, it was instinct, I didn’t even realize what I was dining until, well now.”

I couldn’t hold my nervous laughter back or the blush that filled my face. I decided that I’m not going to give up.

“I’m still going to help your wounds I just won’t wrap them, I know these guards, they won’t notice if I clean the wounds a little.”

“I’ll take your word on it.”

I started working on cleaning his wounds in silence, he didn’t wince once. Then I got to the biggest gash, I assume they used a whip for torture today. While I cleaned the big cut he winced.

“Sorry I’m so weak.”

I laughed thinking it was a joke until I looked up at him to see a face full of sorrow

“You’re not weak, you haven’t winced until now, and even if you did I wouldn’t think you were weak. When I got down here I was thinking about how strong you were for smiling in such a terrible situation, and when I grabbed you I felt those muscles, it’s almost insane how swole you are.”

I reached and grabbed his biceps again squeezing it, and I was right he is insanely swole. When I looked up at the knight his face was even redder than before, that’s when I realized how intimate this situation was, especially since I know that he likes males, like myself. He looked away and cleared his throat.

“Thanks, umm, so do you help all the prisoners? You said you moved on instinct.”

“What no, you’re the only prisoner I help, I meant instinct  to help someone I care about.”

“Care about?”

Why did I say that, now he’s going to think I’m a creep. I go back to cleaning the wound. 

“I mean I guess, you’ve helped me in the past week so I should help you.”

“Oh I, kind of hoped that you cared about me more than that.”

I felt heat rise to my cheeks.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

I asked jokingly hoping to clear the air.

“It means that I care about you more than I should and I hoped you felt the same but you seem to think of me as just someone to rant to.”

“That’s not true, I see you as more than someone to rant to, you’re my … friend”

“I don’t see you as just a friend”

This is exactly why I didn’t want to say he was my friend, once I say it he can deny it, and then I just have to avoid him because he doesn’t want to be my friend. I’m broken from my thoughts when I feel a large hand on my chin. The knight lifts my head towards his, what's he planning, he just said he didn’t want to be my friend, is he going to hurt me for thinking he was my friend.

“Can I kiss you?”

The voice and words he said made my brain go blank.

“What? I mean yes or no, I don’t know.”

He removes his hand, and I miss it even though it was rough and dirty.

“I’m sorry, you just said that you see me as a friend and I just tried to kiss you.” 

He sounded so broken, I couldn’t tell if it was because he didn’t kiss me or because he tried to kiss me and was ashamed.

“I said yes.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened but then he shook his head, as if to get rid of his thoughts, he looked like puppy even more.

“Yeah you did but you also said no and then I don’t know, that’s not clear consent, and I’m not going to kiss someone without consent.”

“Well I consent or whatever.”

It was silent after that for a few seconds, as I waited to grab my chin again and kiss me, but he didn't. 

“So kiss me.”

And then he did and I dropped the cloth I was holding, it was like he was waiting for me to say that it wasn’t rushed through it. His lips were soft on mine, unlike his hand that were now on my face. When he pulled back, I started laughing, I was just so happy and nervously but I think he was taking it the wrong way because he had a look of fear on his face.

“Why are you laughing?”

It was kind of cute to see him less confident than normal but I didn’t want him to have the wrong idea.

“That was my first kiss, and I’m just excited that it was with someone like you.”

He started to blush again, but more in an ashamed way.

“I took your first kiss, that’s kind of scary to think of.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, don’t get me wrong I’m so happy I kissed you and that I was your first but it nerve-racking.”

“Well, it was a good first kiss.”

He blushed even more and I’m starting to forget what he looks like not blushing. I went back to cleaning the wound. Cleaning his wound in silence made me realize that I still haven’t told him my real name. Then I started to feel guilt for allowing him to kiss me without him knowing the truth.

“There all done. Um before you go back in, I wanted to tell you something.”

“ Thanks and of course, but can we kiss again?”

“Yea-”

That was enough consent for him cause he kissed me again. And while he kissed me the guilty I felt left, I started to think about why he needs to know. I decided to hold off on to the truth for another night. When he broke away he was grinning ear to ear, and I noticed how sharp his teeth are, which I’m surprised I didn’t notice before, or when we were kissing.

“Wow, I’m going to be addicted to that. What did you want to say.”

“Oh um, well I was thinking, what if we run away?”

What did I just say, I can’t run away I’m the prince, and I just meet him, I don’t have a plan

“Well it would be nice to get away from the torture but I think well need more time and a solid plan first, but I would love to run away if I get to be with you.”

That worked out well for me, and maybe if I give it more thought, running away with a hot knight would be pretty exhilarating.

“Yeah, you’re right.  And I’m sorry but I have to lock you up again.”

I pushed him back to the cell, he went willingly. Even if his words were different 

“How rude of you, you’re just using my body. I let it slide, but I want another kiss.”

I kissed him on the check through the cell as I looked it back up

“Wow, you really are addicted.”

I laughed, and I started to realize how happy he makes me and could make me if we ran away.

“Yep, and I hope you are, and if not you will be, no man can resist my charm.”

I was already walking back to the stairs but I knew he was flexing his arms with a wide grin. Acting as if he hasn’t been tortured for the past month.

“Good night Kirishima!”

“Good night my love!”

For the rest of the night I thought about him, his face, his lips that he used to kiss me, his voice that he used to call me the nickname he gave me ‘my love’, it might be fast but I’m not ready to slow down.

Hello!! My name is Harley and i use she/her. I would like to request a match up for mystic messenger (and also MHA if you want to) if that is possible. I hope im doing this right because i have never done this before.

I really like to draw and paint, i mostly draw human beings or frogs :). I also like to read and play games. My favourite games are stardew valley and fe3h. I also love to play multyplayer horror like games, like the forrest and phasmophobia.

My favourite anime is probally violet evergarden. I also really loved little witch academia.

In a relationship i want someone who is able to cheer me up and who wants to listen to my problems (they dont have to be good at giving advice. Just listening is more than enough for me). My top love languages are acts if service and physical touch. There are a lot of cute dates i would love to do. I would like to make a blankey fort and just watch bad chick flick movies for hours. I would also like to go out on a picknick in the middle of the night to look at the stars. There are a lot more but im scared it will be too long then.

I have no gender preference.

Have a nice day! <3

For Mystic Messenger I match you with Yoosung

I think Yoosung is a great match for you, he would do anything for you. If you expressed any negative emotion he would want to listen and do anything he can to help you. He’s has shown that he wants to take care of someone whose act of service is a love language he could reciprocate, along with cuddling while gaming. draw him and hell propose on the spot or cry, or blush. He’s still a child at heart so I bet he would love to build a pillow fort and watch little witch academia with you, or violet evergarden but if you watch that he will cry. If you watched bad chick flick movies he probably wouldn't realize that there bad and might try some of the things that happen in the movie. he would try and play horror games with you but he would be terrified but as long as your there he's willing to tough it out.

For mha i match you with denki kaminari

Basically all the reasons I said for Yoosung apply here. Except Denki wouldn't be as much of a crybaby, and he would take you out more, on that adventure like dates you seem to like. A picnic but all the food would be junk food like chips, take you to a swamp or somewhere frogs are so you can get inspiration. He would ask you to draw him as a frog, he would have frog Denki as his lock screen, and then ask you to draw the both of you as frogs. 

That’s all, thanks for the submission I hope you like the matches.

Help

I feel unmotivated so send in request or if you want to see something in one of my stories, send it in and ill probably  add it. Also don't be afraid to ask me random thing or tell me stuff in my ask box

yoo I would like a mha match-up with a villain (i dont mind about the gender). I am a ftm trans guy and my love language is physical touch if that's how its called LMAO. I love stargazing on a rooftop typa dates and I would love to get a small matching tattoo with my s/o. my hobbies are reading books, listening to music and playing video games. My favourite anime is aot probably. I usually want my partner to be talkative, like I want them to have millions of topics to talk about with me. I'd listen to them for hours.

I match you with Himiko Toga. 

I was originally thinking either shigaraki or Dabi but then you said you wanted a talkative partner and I was like, Toga. I think she's a real talkative person, along with touchy, I can see her constantly wanting to hold your hand, or cuddle. I can also see her wanting to sit on your lap or you sitting on hers, whichever you prefer, and talk as long as she can. I think matching tattoos is something she would be siked for, like when you tell her you want matching tattoos, she starts doodling ideas for you guys. And as we can see with how she treats Magne, she would be a great ally to you in any way you need, she would be your biggest hype woman ever. That's all I have to say, thank you for summiting and I hope you like it.

heey so I'd like a match-up with any aot female character and mha (pro heroes). my love language is words of affirmation, I love painting and im kinda good at it, I write and read books and i love taking care of animals!

I am kind of shy in public and I'd describe myself as an introvert but as soon as I get to know someone with the same interests as me I quickly open up and become more confident. my favourite anime is devilman crybaby !

For AOT I match you with Sasha Braus

I love introverts x extroverts and Sasha would be a person to enter your life and become important without you realizing it. I think she would be great at complementing you, she would also want to hang your paintings in her room and if you wouldn't let her she would steal them so she could do it anyways. I think she would sit and listen to you talk about animals and the book you are currently reading, and she's always looking at you when you are doing stuff. I think she would also be a fan of devilman crybaby and other animes similar to that, I can see her yelling at the screen when something doesn't go the way she wants it to, and then crying 2 seconds later.

For MHA I match you with Ryuko Tatsuma

I think she would share your interest in books and animals. I can picture the two of you reading your books in the same area, or she reads while you paint. I think she would complement you very obviously and out of the blue like she didn't think she just blurts it out. Like you’re talking about something and she stops you and just says  “I love your voice” and she would get flustered after realizing what she said. I like the idea of her having reptile pets or a medium-sized fluffy dog, I see her being passionate about the proper care of certain animals that she has, often correcting people and educating them on what they need to fix.

Thats all thank you for summiting and I hope you like your matches.

Touch-starved

Levi Ackerman x GN!reader

This is pretty self-indulgent, Its a Levi x touch-starved reader. Modern AU. Hurt to comfort.

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Before you started dating Levi, everyone you knew, including himself warned you. They told you that a relationship with him wouldn't be normal, that it wouldn't fulfill your relationship needs. But you loved him and even though he wasn’t very affectionate you knew that he loved you too. Thought that wasn't clear right now. Currently, you were at the wedding of one of your friends, it was nice, too nice. It made you realize how much different your and Levi's relationships were. The biggest difference was how many other people in relationships touch each other. Before you met Levi you thought you could never be in a relationship without touching, but then you fell for him and learned that he was uncomfortable with touch. Which you respected, but sometimes you wished that you could have a reassuring handhold or a thank you kiss on the cheek, it didn't have to be PDA, just in private. Though you don't want to break your boyfriend’s boundaries. Your feelings only worsen every time someone starts hitting their glasses with silverware, trying to get the new couple to kiss, which they did, it made you jealous. Using this jealousy as the fuel you move your hand from the cup you were holding to Levi’s leg, reassuringly. Though it was quickly shoved off and hanging by the side of your body, you didn't have the motivation to move it. You repeat to yourself that he loves you, you try and remember the sweet moments in your relationship but none are coming up. You never ignited to yourself but you were touch starved, even before meeting Levi. You don't know how long you sat there, your body limp, your brain is overthinking. Half of your brain is trying to convince you that he does love you, while the other half was telling you that you deserved more from him. You were broken from your limp body and crazy thoughts from the clinking of glass and silverware and then cheering after the couple’s kiss. You watched as they kiss and hold on to another’s hand while sitting down, it hurt, you felt hatred inside you. You abruptly stood up and walked toward the doors, you couldn't leave, but you could at least get some fresh air. That was your plan anyway, but as soon as you got outside and out of sight of everyone, you broke down,  it just so much. You had the boyfriend but you didn't have the kisses, hand-holding, cuddles that you thought were a part of a relationship. For god’s sake, your love language was physical touch you should have known that a relationship with Levi would fail. 

"What's wrong brat?"

Levi turned the corner, and though his words were rude his voice was softer than normal. You breathed in trying to calm and hide your breakdown but Levi was pretty good at seeing through you. He ruffled your hair, that’s right he does give physical affection but pat or ruffling off your hair was the most, and he did that to everyone, it wasn’t the special relationship touches you wanted, you weren’t special. Your boyfriend slid down to the ground with you

“Why are you out here, sitting on the dirty ground?” 

As much as you hated the absence of physical touch in your relationship, you couldn’t tell him that, he had his boundaries and you’re supposed to respect that, so you held off on telling him.

“I don’t know I just wanted some air.”

You lied, and he saw through it.

“Why did you want fresh air?”

You were really tiring to hold back your thoughts and opinions of his boundaries but it had been building up for the past six months, and so it all came spilling out.

“Because I feel unloved. I mean I know you love me but you never physically express it. I feel like your repulsed by the idea of me and my body, I can’t even hold your hand. You just shove me away, and I just feel disgusting a guilty for even trying because I know you have boundaries and that I was warned that this would happen but I thought that I could handle it, but I can’t. I’m touch starved and the one person I feel comfortable enough to help me, to cuddle me, to love me, doesn’t want to, or they cant. And it makes me feel so guilty for feeling that way, and that just adds to the terrible feeling inside. I don’t think I can deal with it anymore, I thought that my love for you would fill that hole, the one missing physical touch, but the love just made it worse because I love you too much to break your boundaries. And-and, I think it would be better for my heart if we stopped. If if we we stopped our relationship.”

You were so emotional that you were stuttering some words, the tears that you stopped when Levi showed up had come back even worse. Sometime during your speech you stood up, Levi stayed on the ground leaning against the building, and at the end of your declaration, you speed-walked into the building and the restroom. You whipped your tears as well as you could. Walking out of the restroom you headed to the bar, you didn’t know what you were gonna order, you just knew you were going to need it. You reached the bar and tried to stutter out an order but you couldn’t name a drink and the bartender moved onto someone else. Dissociated you walked back to your seat, and once again the sound that backend the couple to kiss was being made. You sat in your chair dissociating for a while, the only thing you processed was the sound of silverware tapping glass that happened every so often, and that the chair next to you was still empty. He probably took the offer to leave you and this relationship, and even though you encouraged it, you still weren’t ready for it. You rested your elbows on the table and then your head in your hands. You started to cry again for so many reasons, realizing that you lost the few head pats and hair ruffling he would give you, realizing that you would probably be more touch starved now. Suddenly there was a weight on your back, and arms wrapped around your neck loosely like a hug. You didn’t have the energy to shove off whoever was responsible so you tried your best with words, feeling more anger than sadness all of the sudden.

“Whoever is touching me, stop.” 

The arms and weight stayed, and that small bit of anger changed back to sadness

“Just please, I can’t right now, please sto-”

Before you could finish your plea the person behind you spoke up

“It’s me”

Levi, his voice was softer than you ever heard, and you weren’t sure if you could believe it, both because of the voice and the hug he was giving you.

“Why?”

“I don’t want to lose you, can we talk outside?”

You nodded your head, then you felt him remove himself from you, you stood up and to your surprise, he grabbed your hand, you couldn’t tell if he was holding you in a possessive way, a caring way, or a loving way. What you did know was that it was tight and desperate. When you reached outside, your hand was still in his, his other hand was trapping you between him and the wall.

“I think you miss understand my boundaries, along with how much you matter to me.”

You still weren’t sure if he was just finalizing the break-up or trying to stop it from happening, you stayed silent to find out.

“I don’t like being touched, I don’t have a reason it just how I’ve been for a while, but I’m okay with touching others, it gives me control, the ability to stop if I’m uncomfortable without having to ask, if you want more physical contact I don’t mind giving you what you need, just let me be in control.”

It made some senses, but you wondered why he hadn’t been affectionate with you before if that was the case, so you question him

“Why haven’t you then, why haven’t you touched me, or held my hand.”

“ I wasn’t ready, and when I was I was, honestly scared.”

“Why?”

“As I said, I don’t know, I never really understand my emotions or where they come from. But I’m not scared now, I want to make you happy, I don’t want to be selfish anymore.”

You let out a breath that you were holding, finally allowing yourself to relax.

“ I don’t think you were selfish, and I’m sorry that I pushed you this far, and I don’t want to break up, I just wanted the pain to stop.”

Levi removed his hand from the wall and moved it behind your back pulling you into him.

“I am selfish but you need to stand up for yourself more, brat.” 

It was relieving to hear him call you that, it was like his way of saying that he loved you, that he would stay with you. It was his way of saying that he would be with you even if it was hard and that all you needed. 

A few weeks later and you can’t even remember what being touched starved felt like. You didn’t expect Levi to be so clingy, he’s almost always touching you.  At night he’s your big spoon, when he’s working he makes you sit on his lap, in public he either holds your hand or wraps his arm around your back or shoulder. There have been multiple occasions where he’ll whine, or as close as he can get to whining, for you to sit on his lap while he works

“Come here.”

“Baby I’m just as busy as you.”

“And, I said to come here, we can share the desk if you need to, just come here.”

You walk into his office just bringing him a cup of tea, but he pulls you into his lap before you can leave or protest.

“Thank you for the tea.”

“Are you going to let me go?”

“Of course not, you should know that by now.”

“Your right, I love you”

“ I love you too brat”

Of course, there are moments when you feel the need for his comforting touch but he feels uncomfortable, so you two compromised. Whenever this happens, he’ll allow you to play with the buttons on his shirt cuff, or put your hand in his jacket pocket. He feels guilty that he cant always give you the support you want, but you make sure to ensure him that he’s been doing more than enough.