Yunabunny - YunaBunny

Hear me out. What if one day Chuuya finds out that the reader was also experimented on.

TW:scars, leaked information, trauma

Chuuyax reader

𝒞𝒽𝓊𝓊𝓎𝒶 𝓍 𝐸𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹! 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 - 𝓁𝒶𝒷 𝒶𝒷𝓊𝓈𝑒

𝒯𝓎𝓅𝑒 - 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓁𝑜𝑔𝓊𝑒

Chuuya is DEVASTATED

How come his sweet and gentle lover has been hurt

He would take every ounce of pain from you into himself if given the chance

And his initial reaction, however he found out, will be hard to stomach

He’s in shock

“No… no no that’s not true. You had that good childhood, and you’ve been treated good by everyone. Just like you deserve, right? Right?”

Wide eyes traveled the room mindlessly. His brain was too occupied by thoughts to see anything beyond patches of color and light.

It was obvious what was going on in his head.

First, his experience. What he knows of the pain that still cause shakes and shivers in his body. The absolute mental devastation caused by the storm in his heart and mind from knowing his past.

Secondly, he sees you in the same position. Screaming, blood over your plush skin. Eyes dazed, far away from the world around you. Whatever world you may have been in that allowed you to be treated so poorly. Because if you had gotten hurt, it must’ve been a world Chuuya wasn’t part of.

“Right?”

“I’m sorry…”

“Sorry? No, fuck. Don’t be sorry, don’t you dare say that.”

In a split second he crossed the distance and pulled you into his chest.

“I’ll kill them all.”

Of course he would lie down his life for you, but this information increases that tenfold

You’re not fragile, that much is obvious, but after learning how close you were to death he strives for your life

Whatever it takes

“Chuuya, I do not need a bodyguard. It’s just down the block! And this boy needs a walk anyways!”

The dog barked in agreement, sorta. But Chuuya would not budge. No puppy eyes work on him when it comes to your safety.

“No. You can talk him on the walk, and go to the market. But one of my subordinates is going with you. I have some emails to write.”

“But!”

“No buts, love. It’s for your own good.”

He pet the doggies head while speaking sternly to you. Little did you know, it wasn’t just one subordinate. He had a whole team on your saftey detail at all times outside of work and home.

And if those scientists are still alive?

Not anymore… it will be a MASSACRE that the news will cover for months

“Hey baby, did you see the news this morning?”

You asked, on a whim as you scribbled a shitty signature on some paperwork.

“No, why?”

“Some old facilities blew up. It was crazy. Reports said none of the victims died in the explosion. They all died by these terrible and violent ways. Like torture and stuff… gives me the chills.”

That was his cause, you. The cute way you told him about every little thing you heard. The funny actions you do to make show of your words.

All his to watch, and not theirs to ruin.

“No baby, I didn’t hear about that. How interesting.”

I hate to bring it up, but it makes him feel worse about himself

How can you, someone who went through the same as him, still be so kind?

Why isn’t he like you?

He doesn’t see himself as sweet or gentle, he’s a monster and a threat to everyone he loves

And he thinks he lacks the humanity that you “still have” that allowed you to grow so kind

You stalked into the bedroom, tense at the fact that the door was closed. He usually would leave it open?

“Chuu? I saw your shoes at the door, I know you’re home-”

There he was, his ginger hair on full display. Hat in his hands to his chest. Said chest on his knees, curled into a ball of black clothing.

His torso expanded and contracted with each exchange of air.

“…was it work? Meetings with Mori su-”

Words failed. Minuscule things such as meetings at work would cause this. Would cause Chuuya Nakahara to cry.

“You weren’t supposed to be home.”

“…what?”

“You weren’t supposed to be home. I was supposed to be alone, and… and I- I dunno.”

Whines left his mouth when you kissed his cheek.

As if Judas to Jesus, he burned at your affection. Unworthy of something so…human.

“What did I do to deserve you?”

“Living, and loving. That’s what you’ve done.”

This isnt meant to be spicy, but sex is sex 🤷🏻‍♀️

And obviously if you’re going to be doing that, he’ll see your scars

For a couple who both has their fair share of scars, this likely isn’t the way the experiments were revealed

It takes a hell of a lot of trust to show yourself so vulnerable to anyone

But he loves each indent

He sees not the pain, but the growth then on

When you cuddle, he’ll get dazed and start rubbing circles on section of skin

Doesn’t mind them at all, even if they are dark and large

He has the same, and is no hypocrite

Not proofread lol

I did all of these for you!

Rook x Pomefiore Gn!Reader

Summary: During your first years, Rook meets you as a Savanaclaw student, and instead of wanting to change dorms for Vil, He wants to change for you in both of your second years.

A/n: gonna start to sob ROOK HAS FRECKLEEEESSS anyway enjoy (and enjoy vil being a thirdwheeler)

Friends to lovers, Love at first sight, Reader wears heels lol, Chaotic duo: Vil and Reader (theyre childhood friends so makes sense), Wingman Vil, Thirdwheeler Vil. Think I forgot some but anyways yea

Taglist: @frootloopscos

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The view you're seeing of the courtyard is rather beautiful. The flowers bloom against the walls along with the vines, the well just being perfectly placed in the middle, No people around, complimenting your beauty non-stop and end up chasing you.

The beautiful apple tree that someone is climbing- Wait. Someone?

You look to the side, nothing.. You slowly walk closer to the apple tree and look up to see a blonde man with really.. Messy and questionable hair. He looks down at you with his green eyes meeting yours.

For some reason, You felt like a cupid just smacked you in the heart instead of an arrow. Magical.. Love.. Hands. Your cheeks feel hot. Are you- falling inlove?

Love at first sight, perhaps? Ah, yes. Of course it's love at first sight. It's him you're talking about. You shake your head softly and continue looking up at the man that's sitting on the tree. "Mister!, Don't you think that's a bit dangerous? You could seriously fall!" You warn.

The man only laughs out loud. "Oh, Do not be worried, I am alright up here!" He shouts, kicking his feet against the air. He slides off the edge, jumping down and leaving you to have a surprised reaction.

"Oh dear- Are you okay?!" You ask, rushing closer to the blonde man, but he only laughs more and gets back up, perfectly alright. "Yes, of course I am!-" He looks at you and inspects your beauty. "My, My, What a stunning person." He tilts his head to the side.

You look away. That compliment shouldn't be very bad.. But why does it feel like that hit more than any other person could? "Uhm, Thank you. Though, Are you certain you are okay? You don't need me to bring you to the infirmary or anything?" You ask worriedly.

"Oh, Darling. Do you think I am lying to you?"

You gulp. He just called you darling. You can't go crazy now.. You sigh. "No, I'm just making sure." You reply. "Oh, well thank you for making sure." He takes his hat off and places it against his chest as a sign of respect.

You take a good look closer at him. Freckles, Green eyes, Fluffy hair.. Is it fluffy or messy? You can't tell.

He brings his hand out. "Rook. Rook Hunt, From Savanaclaw. First year." Oh, So he's also a first year. You've heard your childhood friend, Vil, talk about some 'blonde kid' that tried to intervene his conversation with other people. Is this him?

You accept the handshake and smile. "[Name]. Pomefiore first year student. Nice to meet you." You nod your head.

"Ravi de te rencontrer aussi chérie!"

Did- Did he call you darling again but in french? "You speak french?" You ask. Clearly, You were excited. Because in this school, people don't even speak french. It's either greek or german. The only students you've heard speak in French is Vil and your other dorm mates.

"Of course, Is it too surprising for someone like me?" Rook chuckles. "No offense, but it certainly is. Mostly surprised because you're another of those few people that is capable of speaking french." You place your hands behind your back and smile awkwardly.

"I see, Well, I'm sure you'll be meeting more of the french speakers!" Rook rests his hand on your shoulder. Weird. You already feel butterflies in your stomach by just his one gesture of comfort. "I believe so." You bow your head.

You check the time. Oh! It's almost time for class. "Oh- well, Class is about to begin. May I ask what's the next class you have?" You ask. So that it won't be trouble having to find a partner in Alchemy. It's a bit.. overwhelming seeing a bunch of students beg for you to be their partner.

"Alchemy! What about you?" You thank the world. "Oh, thank you.. I'm in there too- Uhm.." You look down, suddenly hesitant to ask.

"Would you like to be my partner in alchemy?!" You and Rook manage to say together. Oh..

He was also wanting to be your partner? You clear your throat as you both look away. "Err- Well, Haha! That's something." Rook tries to brush off your nervousness by having another conversation with you. You look back at Rook.

"I wouldn't mind having you as my partner in class. I mean, I clearly already asked at the same time with you so- the answer is already clear?" You give him a soft smile. "Oh, right, Of course, Let's go, partner!" Rook grabs your wrist and starts running with you trying to catch up with his speed.

These heels you're wearing right now is a bit.. Hard to run in. Despite the struggle, You still attempt to catch up with his speed so you don't have to get dragged because of his enthusiasm.

You look infront, Seeing Vil. "VIL!-" You shout, Your voice running away so fast in his ears as he looks back at you and Rook, running. "It's that blondie again! Targeting my friend this time!" He nearly drops his milkshake, but ends up shrugging and ignoring your calls.

"Whatever, Atleast it's not me and my pretty face getting dragged." He walks off to his class.

"Okay, So for the homework, discuss it to your partner. It's due tomorrow." Crewel shoos all of you. "Now get out of my sight." You step out of the alchemy lab with Rook. "What do you think is the best option?"

Rook puts a finger ay the corner of his bright and flamboyant smile. "I think the first one. The best option is to gather up all the materials of the chemicals before starting. You could forget where the chemicals were placed so you wouldn't know how much time is left in your hands."

Rook is actually.. Pretty good with Alchemy. You hug your notebook and nod. "I get your point, That actually makes sense.." You mumble. "I still can't put a hook on the poisoned part though.." Rook sighs dramatically.

"One taste of the poisoned apple and the victim's eyes will close forever in the sleeping death." You whisper out, looking down tiredly. "That's it? You are smart!" Rook praises you. "It's just common knowledge in my dorm. A quote like that is actually in the evil queen's statue."

"Ooh! Really?" You nod. "Mhm."

"That's very interesting!"

You check the time for your next class. "What class are you in next?" Rook asks. "History." You answer and he only sighs. "Shucks.. I'm in flight." Rook crosses his arms and waves at you with his cheeky little grin.

"I assume this might be where we say bye?" Rook asks. "Don't act like we're never seeing each other again.." You look away in an instant. You wave back softly. "..Bye." You bow your head before running off to your classroom.

You meet up with Vil, him sitting so properly. You walk up to him and sit beside him. "Oh, [Name]. Right on timing, I was exactly wondering.." Vil pauses, grabbing both of your shoulders and shaking you. "WHO DID YOU FIND SO QUICK?!"

You laugh nervously, slowly and carefully removing his hands off of you. "Ah- hahaha.. It's just.. Someone I met in the courtyard, so I took the chance to become friends with him.." You explain.

"That doesn't sound like you at all."

"Vil, Be quiet."

"But, You're inlove with him, Right?" You jump out of your seat. "W-why would I?!" You ask. "Because when I mentioned him you started to get red."

Ah.

You sigh in defeat. Taking seat again. "Fine. You caught me. Maybe, I have fallen inlove with him at first sight. Nobody can blame me, he's pretty cute!" You cross your legs, leaving your notebook open with your pen on top of a page.

"Yet.. It's not about his looks I'm inlove with. I-it could be too sure. But something about him just struck me in the heart. His personality or behavior maybe?.. Gahh.. I don't even know!.." You cover your head as you lay your face on the desk, covering with two arms on your head.

Vil hums. "That's some pretty good thoughts about falling inlove you have there." You look down at your notebook, an empty page with a designed title of 'History'. "Yeah.. I'm just.. Certain that the reason why I felt different around him wasn't just because of his beauty."

"It's just personally him and his sporty behavior." You smile softly, thinking about him running around and dragging you. "I see.. I'm glad you found love, but just take it slowly. It's not always a rush, Y'know?" Vil chuckles. "You should be saying that to yourself with Neige."

"Don't mention that name infront of me, I despise him with all the words available in my mouth." Vil crosses his arms and looks away from you. You laugh lightly. "Oh come on, Don't take it to heart now! I was just joking."

Dismissal, Finally!.. You and Vil walked to Pomefiore together, greeting each other goodbye as you both go into your rooms. You lock the door behind you. "Oh my goodness!- Finally back in the dorms.." You yawn softly.

There! All changed into your dorm uniform. You put your school bag on your desk, trying to find all the homeworks. History.. Alchemy and..

You hear ruffles of leaves just out your window. You look down, and your expectations were real. It really was leaves falling. You walk closer to your window to see what the problem is. A little check wouldn't be bad at all.

"Bonjour, [Name]!" Rook greets you, upsidedown, causing you to jump and scream. "What are you- You might get hurt!.." You whisper, can't let Vil hear you. He will actually protect you from Rook like a little child and a mother.

"Oh, Do not worry about me, I am perfectly fine!" Rook puts both of his feet against the window sill and crouches down near your eye level. "How are you!" He smiles.

The first thing you noticed was a bruise on his arm, and his forehead. "What happened to you?" You walk backwards to your bed, taking a seat at the side of the bed and patting the spot beside you.

Rook laughs, getting inside of your room and sits beside you. "Well I may or may not have gotten into a little dorm fight with a dorm mate."

You shake your head. "Not good.. Here. You stay here. Not a single movement or you're in a designed casket with seven people crying over you." You threaten the blonde boy.

You come back with a pack of ice, and a bandage you got from the lounge cabinets, for emergencies. You hold the ice pack against his skin. "Keep it like that for 5 minutes, remove the ice pack from your skin if it feels too cold."

You sigh when he takes the ice pack and follows your advice. "Now- May I ask, Why the hell were you on a tree in Pomefiore?" You ask. Rook chuckles. "Well, I thought it would be nice to visit, Is it not?"

"I suppose it's alright if you wish to visit me.. But the door was right over there and you climbed all the way up here as if it was the beanstalk?!" You scold him. You scold better than advice better, atleast for that people can count on you for good logic and reasonable scolds.

"It felt a bit old fashioned to just knock on the door and casually visit you- Why not a little fun?" Rook narrows his eyes, leaning in closer to you. You lean back and look away. "Okay., Distance. DISTANCE- please." You beg. He sits back up.

You wipe a cold sweat with a handkerchief, you can feel your cheeks burn up.. "Nevermind. Remove the ice pack." You clear your throat, taking the bandage and wrapping his arm up. You unpeel a bandaid and place it on his forehead. "You're supposed to do more, but it's better if it's not infected because it's protected in bandages."

"Thank you, cheríe! Now the other reason why I wanted to visit you was.." Rook takes his notebook out from his hat.

Huh?? Did he just take a literal notebook out from his hat?? . .

"Is it the Alchemy homework due tomorrow?" You take a guess. "Yes it is."

"Hm, Alright. I don't have alot to do today other than my history homework, so we can make the best answers with our time." You stand up, going closer to the desk to take your alchemy notebook.

You run to Vil's room in panic, Rook has already left a few minutes ago, And you're here panicking hoping that he opens it. Which you're in luck because he does open it! "What?? I'm in the middle of my beauty routine here." Vil takes the cucumber out of his eyes and sees you.

"Oh, It's just you. What is it?" You rush in Vil's room, shutting the door behind you. "Okay- Look! I was studying with Rook--" Vil sits on a chair right infront of his vanity mirror. "Hold on a minute, Who's Rook again?" Vil files his nails, listening but just not.. Noticing the blush on your face. "THE GUY IM INLOVE WITH." You reply.

"Oh." Vil hums, gesturing you to continue. "I was studying with Rook in my room-- And he kept on giving me mixed signals! He keeps doing one romantic thing, then say in a friendly way! What does he mean by that..." You melt in Vil's bed, clearly, in despair.

"Sounds like he himself is trying to not fall inlove with you." Vil looks at his nails and continues to file it in perfect shape. "I know!- Wait- What?" You sit up from the bed. "Rook's trying to not fall inlove but it's definitely failing." Vil stops nail filing, cussing at the hang nail that appeared from the nail filing.

"How do you know about that?" You ask. "Duh, I've seen alot of those. You think I never saw through our middle school friend when they had a crush on our other friend?" Vil turns around.

"Oh yeah.. They were acting like they hated them when.." You cover your mouth in realization and nod. "Ah, I get it." You whisper. "So maybe you have a chance with him."

"Maybe I do.. Thanks Vil!"

"Don't even mention it. Also- Remember my advice." Vil points at you with one finger. You roll your eyes playfully and chuckle. "No pressure, No rushing, Take it slow." You repeat his advice. "Good. Now get out of here, I'm not done with my daily routine."

You stand up. "Oh- And you should use the thing I use for the eyebags. It helps alot." You smile. "Are you saying my eyebags are huge?" Vil puts a hand on his chest, you know he's just playing along, but you like to make it more fun. "Maybe. Okay gotta go byeeee!"

You shut the door, Running back to your room.

It's been months since you both began to start a friendship. Not to mention, Vil also is friends with Rook. Even if he felt bad vibes to him, He slowly but surely started to trust him. You, On the other hand, Have just been suffering to Rook's 'oblivious' gestures.

Maybe it's not too oblivious as that day started. Your dream.

You run to Vil. "VIL!" You yell in the hallway, which caused some students to look at you, but you continue to run to him anyways. "What now?" Vil crosses his arms and waits for you to ramble.

"Rook confessed to me!" You take out Rook's letter to you, The one he left in your book when you two were studying together again, Just yesterday. And today was the only time you got to see it. Literally just now. "Huh?! When was this?!" Vil takes the paper from you.

"Just yesterday! He sneaked the letter in my boom when we were studying!"

"And you found out about it now?!"

"YES!!" You shake Vil. "What do I doooo?!"

"Calm down!" Vil pulls you, trying to calm you down. You take a deep breath, exhaling and finally calming down. "Just- Respond to it! Go to him! Tell him! You both cannot go on sending letters of confession to each other instead of talking it out." Vil shakes his head in.. Definitely not approval.

You sigh. "I-I'll try.. But I can't find him!"

"Have you tried the library?"

"Yes!"

"The classrooms?"

"Yes.."

"The courtyard?" You pause, slowly shaking your head. Vil sighs. "Wasn't that the place you both first met? How on wonderland did you not think of going there?.." You put a finger over Vil's lips. "Hush! I'm going now!" You immediately turn around, putting in all your speed to run.

"Don't run too fast! You might trip in your heels!" Vil shouts. "I KNOW!!" You yell back.

You run all the way to the courtyard, but the moment you enter, your heels gets stuck in a small hole and causes you to struggle to keep your balance as you fall forward.

Someome catches you, in his arms. "Ay.. Are you okay, Cheríe?" Rook asks. You look up at the blonde guy. Someone you were looking for! You pull yourself up, fixing your heels and brushing off the dirt that could be on your clothes.

"You! I was looking for you!" Your tone makes Rook feel.. A bit uneasy. Are you mad at him? Why do you sound so mad?? "Oh dear.. Did I do anything wrong?" He asks. "No! You didn't do anything wrong!, Well- Maybe you did something- But it's not wrong!"

You pull up the paper infront of him. "I- Why are you showing me this?- Are you trying to point out the grammar err-" You scoff, This- He wrote a confession and he can't even get a single idea of what you're pointing out!

You wrap your arms around Rook's neck and hug him. Your head on his shoulder. "I'm trying to say I like you too, You imbecile." You mutter.

Rook was surprised for a second, but he shakes off the surprise and pulls you closer, your scent is nice. He could stay like this all day. "I- Don't know what to say. I thought you were just ignoring the letter which meant a no." He whispers.

"Well maybe you should leave it on top of the book, not inside. I opened the book and it had the letter."

"Hehehe.. Sorry."

"You better be. I felt so guilty for not knowing about it sooner." You close your eyes, enjoying the moment you two were sharing.

These months of you two dating were something else, though at some times you both make Vil feel single, It also makes him happy that his childhood friend gets to know how these things feel like.

He wouldn't mind being a thirdwheel. Atleast he'll know if Rook has the intentions to break your heart.

The only struggles you and Rook have is the different dorms. You both are in different dorms. Whenever it's a by dorms thing. You two are so far away from each other.

Until it was the end of the school year.

All of the first years were vibing before they all leave. You and Rook say each other's goodbyes, and say different wishes as a group. "Well we had alot of fun." Lilia chuckles. "Indeed we did, Maybe next time it'll be more fun." Vil nods. "I hope I'm gonna be homeschooled soon.." Idia mumbles to himself.

"Getting homeschooled is quite difficult, Shroud." Malleus butts in. "EEK! I wanna go home!.." He covers himself with the hood.

"Very fun. Wasn't it, Cater?" Trey looks at Cater, Who has his phone. "Yep! Oh! Hey! Let's all take a picture!" Cater raises his phone up in the air, all of the first years gathered in the photo, including Leona. Who doesn't even want to, but is probably forced. "Say first years!"

"FIRST YEAAARS!!!" You all yell, the picture snapping such a remembrance picture. "Heree, I'll send it to you all~" Cater laughs.

Now the fun has to end as you all circled up, making wishes in your minds and greeted each other goodbyes, going in the mirror.

You look at Rook before he and Leona enters. "I'll see you next year?" Rook tilts his head to the side. "Next year!" You wave.

Now that they're gone.. It's time for you, Vil and Cater to enter the mirror to go to Shaftlands.

It was already time for your second years with Vil. You wonder where Rook is, but you didn't seem to recognize or see Rook in the Crowd.

The same, as usual. You're still in Pomefiore. While waiting for the next person to get called up and get sorted in, you see someone familiar. What happened to his hair? "Pomefiore!" The dark mirror yells.

...!

"Rook?" You tilt your head to the side. Recognizing his face. "Bonjour, Amour." Rook takes your hand in his as he kisses the back of your hand. "No welcomes that I'm here?" He teases. You're surprised.. He's.. In your dorm? You look at Vil, Who is also surprised.

"Well, Didn't expect you to..-" Vil clears his throat, stopping his sentence. You look back at Rook, huh. Well isn't this such a dream world you're in. You smile brightly. "Welcome to Pomefiore, Mr. Hunt." You wink at him.

"Why, Thank you, Pretty."

Author's End Note: What is disney gonna do next?!!?

A. finally make nbc background characters an actual character!!

B. make RSA cards of Neige and Chenya!

C. Make us cry by not making both of the above come true!

Drum roll please! The correct answer iss...... C!!!! (ihy please do it already im on my knees)

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That's...Her!? (series)

ft. ushijima wakatoshi, kita shinsuke, akaashi keiji soon to come, and kageyama tobio soon to come!

abt. he was a very diligent guy, you were a carefree rule-breaking gal, who would've thought you'd be seen together!?

Kita Shinsuke

suna had finally found it. kita shinsuke's weakness. it was a girl named y/n. but how did he come to that conclusion? well today, in hopes to come earlier than kita to practice..which he did not succeed, he overheard kita use a much softer and calmer voice to someone on the phone.

"yeah i have it, sorry i didn't notice before y/n....mhm, you can come after practice to get it." kita smiled to himself and hung up, ears pink.

suna entered and didn't say anything. he went straight to the locker rooms and started "changing" while the rest of the volley team arrived.

"i think i can do it better!" atsumu shouted entering the gym with a bang.

"uhuh? last time ya did it you.." osamu continued to fight with atsumu, to which aran was trying to calm down.

"atsumu, osamu, hurry up and get changed." both of them straightened up upon hearing the voice of kita.

"yes.." both of them walked over to the lockers and aran thanked kita for his help.

when the twins entered they found suna in his phone attentively.

"hey suna, practice is about to start." atsumu said when he noticed he wasn't fully changed yet, just his shorts.

"do you know of any y/n?" suna asked.

"nah. never heard of that name. why?" atsumu continued putting on his shirt.

"it's just that kita was talkin' to someone named y/n...and it sounded like a girls voice.." at that fact, the twins turned to face suna extremely curious.

"kita talkin' to a girl over the phone?" osamu questioned looking at suna like he grew a third eye.

"yeah, he even said that she could come after practice to get something." suna said finally putting down his phone.

"well i guess we'll see her until she comes." atsumu said opening the door. suna nodded and resumed changing.

practice went as usual, and once everything finished everyone started cleaning and packing up. until suna saw a sillohuette of someone comming up to the gym door. he saw a girl with a side ponytail and side bangs. pink glossy lips, slightly altered uniform, leg warmers, two piercings in each ear, and long nails with a glittery pink finish.

"uhm..is shinsuke here?" you asked aloud once you scanned the entire gym and didn't see his presence anywhere. everyone turned to look at you curious.

aran recognised and walked torwards to you, "are you looking for kita, y/n?"

"oh! aran!!" you exclaimed happy to see him. since you were both third years, you knew of each other from different classes. "yes!! i totes left my phone with him! could you believe that?" you gasped.

"wait, you're kita's girlfriend!?" suna unconsiously shouted, absolutely shocked by your extravagant appearance.

"uhm..yeah? did he not say anything yet?" you confirmed pouting.

"HUH!?" the entire gym collectively gasped. even leaving aran's mouth agape.

"i thought YOU knew aran!? i always gushed over shinsuke, i even told you i confessed today!" you said pointing at his chest.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDDING...and you always throw 'round the word 'love' so easily!" he blinked, comprehending little by little all your not-so-subtle serious hints.

"so, so yer sayin' kita has a gal girlfriend!?" atsumu yelled, now approaching you, as well as the rest of the team.

"to be honest, i didn't even believe he would return my feelings!" you giggled feeling bashful of the phrase 'kita has a gal girlfriend'.

"so you were the one who called captain earlier?" suna said curious to see if you were really, y/n.

"OH!! thanks for reminding me! yes i was!! and i came looking for my phone that i left with him!!" you said looking around the gym once more. "did he go home early?? oh no! did i just totally miss him!?"

"no, no, he just went to the restroom." aran calmed your nerves down.

"what's everyone doing?" kita asked walking torwards everyone near the exit.

"AH! SHIN~♡!" you exclaimed making your way torwards him.

"oh, y/n. you're here. wait, hold on, i don't have your phone with me." he turned around and quickly jogged torward the boys locker room.

"woah it's fer real!" atsumu affirmed.

"so how did you guys even meet..? weren't you..kind of afraid of him.." osamu whispered that last part while his teammates nodded a bit.

"to be honest, i totally was!!" you admitted covering your mouth so kita wouldn't hear your voice. "he always chewed me out about wearing my piercings in school grounds and about wearing my uniform the right way. even aran was a witness of it." you whispered while aran nodded confirming.

"ohh." even more curious at the sudden enemies start to your story, the team got closer.

"but one day...

when you had a small fight with your ex boyfriend over how he forgot your 2 month anniversary, you noticed how he couldn't care less about that small detail. so you were very distracted that day in everything you did. so much so, you got scolded by multiple teachers for not paying attention to class because of your small heartbrake.

it was lunch break and you decided to grab the limited and delicous bread that they were selling in the second year's floor. but while you were going down the stairs, you did a false step and felt your entire body lean forward.

you were literally falling forward, so you braced yourself for the big hurtful impact, until you felt arms wrap around your waist and pull you up. the strength of the person made your stomach flutter a bit, so you turned around so fast to find yourself just inches away from kita's face.

once registering his face, you immediately felt conscious and realised what position you were in. kita's body was very close to you, his arms on your waist, and you were very close to each other's face.

"...when his hands were around my waist and we were practically breathing on eachother all he said was, 'be careful. you could've gotten seriously hurt.'~~♡ with the world's cutest worried expression ever!! at that moment my vision of him changed so much i started really liking him lots and i totally broke up with my selfish ex boyfriend on the spot!! shin was just such a gentleman!" you giggled recalling the story.

"but i remember kita always rejecting you..?" aran also recalled.

"exactly.." you sighed, "but i never gave up! despite his scolding and rejection. and i promised him, that i would make him fall for me for sure! AND I DID IT!" you gave them two thumbs up with the widest grin.

"woah! who knew kita was so romantic!" atsumu commented.

"i don't consider myself one. i believe i was just doing what anyone would've done." kita said walking up to you, giving you your pink sparkly phone dangling with keychains back.

"yaay!! thanks so much shin~!! i have my beloved phone back ♡!!" you smiled big since you missed your phone lots! that's why earlier, you called kita in another classmates phone number, really hoping he wouldn't hang up on it.

"alright, it's time for us to leave, it's getting dark." he gestured you and aran to follow him.

"yup! see ya laters!" you waved at them goodbye.

" good bye." kita said to his team.

"see you guys tommorrow!" aran followed.

BONUS! ☆

while walking back home, kita was in the middle of you and aran.

"your team's super cool!" you gushed to both of them, clinging onto kita's left arm. aran laughed and kita smiled.

"you did it on purpose, right?" kita looked at you. your eyes widened.

"did what on purpose..??" you asked.

"you never forget your phone, it's important to you." he uncovered your act.

"haha! you caught me!" you winked at him, "i just wanted to see you in practice at least once! and meet your team." you admitted.

"all you had to do was say so, how about tommorrow you come see us practice?"

"no way! for reals!? thanks shin!! you're the best boyfriend~♡!" he chuckled and blushed at your excitement,

meanwhile aran couldn't help but feel like a third wheel.

(A/N <3) okok AHHH! I LOVE KITA SHINSUKE!!!! RAAHHHH HE'S SUCH A MALEWIFE GENTLEMAN!!!! like he's diligent and super kind!? ok so i had an idea when i wrote this, what if i wrotee how you made kita fall for you and all the trial and errors that went into that. COS LIKE I'M SUPER CURIOUS TOO NGL! okok comment it if you want to see it & i'll start working on it as soon as i finish this seriesss (〜￣▽￣)〜!

ft. ushijima wakatoshi, kita shinsuke, akashi keiji soon to come, and kageyama tobio soon to come!

𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖁𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖃 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 (𝕱𝖊𝖒)

You were inside an otome game, an old classic that you found while searching for games of the same genre.

Imagine your surprise when you realized you were inside the otome game "My Pure Elegant Love," a medieval-style otome game with nobles, kings, and knights. You had just woken up, finding yourself as the daughter of a duke, any duke. Perhaps for a brief moment, you thought you could have reincarnated as Amelie, the protagonist of this game, but you were far from it.

You quickly befriended Amélie; her sweetness and gentleness were at least forced, but you knew that was the vibe of the game. Perhaps being the daughter of a duke, you could meet other characters, like Claude, the noble and best friend of Amélie in the plot and one of the favorite characters of the small group that played this forgotten game, damn it.

There was also Nathan, one of the strongest and most talented knights in the plot. We can't forget about Kalisto, the protagonist's younger brother who had a crush on her, Luka, one of the princes and also a romantic partner in the plot, as well as the wizard Azrael, and the first Duke Eros, all romantic interests of the protagonist.

Being the daughter of a simple duke, you knew you wouldn't have a chance with those of high status like Luka, the first prince. You weren't the protagonist, but you couldn't help but envy her. Perhaps because she was receiving love from handsome boys? Or perhaps because even in this life, in this game, you weren't loved by your family. You thought that being the daughter of a duke would give you some privileges, but oh, how wrong you were. Neglected by your parents, hated by the romantic interests of the protagonist, and simply having a bad reputation.

You thought you were becoming friends with Claude and that you might even win his love, but that was thrown out the window when they all decided to embarrass you at the prince's luxurious party. You didn't know that wearing a dress that Luka himself gave you would make you the target of everyone's ridicule.

"How could you do this, [name]?" How could you? You didn't do anything wrong! There, in front of the stairs with the prince behind her, was the protagonist, wearing the same dress as yours, but prettier. Perhaps because her perfect protagonist's body and beauty were helping her.

All the protagonist's romantic interests, including the ones you liked on the other side of the screen, were looking at you with anger, perhaps even smiling as if it were planned by them, by all of them, including his highness, who at first seemed not to like you, treating you even like a servant. You envy how they were all around that bitch, comforting her, as if you were the villain, which you never were.

Everyone talked, laughed, and even mocked. "I can't believe Miss Amélie has a friend like that!" You heard a lady saying, looking down. Not even your parents cared about you, at this point, you're probably being disowned by the family.

With tears on your face, after trying to explain the misunderstanding to everyone, after being slapped by his highness and the protagonist, you felt like crap. Pulling on the dress, you turned and ran out of the hall, opening the doors brutally. You couldn't stay in that room anymore, not when everyone was now looking at you with hatred.

Unaware, you came across a balcony, hearing footsteps coming. You were scared; the prince might have sent guards after you after you "lied" to everyone while explaining.

With all your strength, you push through the balcony fence, and as you're about to jump, someone forcefully opens the doors, startling you and causing you to slip, now falling to the ground. Your tears are now stronger, groaning in pain as you try to get up.

It was with pain, dirt, and tears that you ended up behind a bush. You couldn't take it anymore; you were shaking from the cold, crying, your makeup smudged, your hair dirty and messy, your "copied" dress dirty and torn. You've never felt so worthless before.

You cried as if you were carrying all the burdens, thinking about how the romantic pairs and the protagonist were not the best; in fact, they were the worst.

Feeling a headache, you sit down, trying to breathe well and calm down as you think, "And now?"

"What's a maiden doing crying in the middle of the woods?" Looking back, you noticed someone coming, a boy. Turning your head forward, you try to wipe away the tears. You don't like anyone seeing you cry; crying is for weak people.

Then you felt something being thrown over you, a thick, large coat. Lifting your head, you now look at the boy in front of you. His melodic and calm voice speaks as he gently crouches in front of you.

"Can you tell me, fair lady?"

You sobbed, trying not to cry, mocking the nickname the boy gave you.

"Fair lady? The way I am right now, I'm barely even a girl, let alone fair or a lady," you say as you use your own dress to clean up the mess of makeup and tears.

"I don't think that," the boy continues to clean as he speaks. "To be honest, I think you're even more beautiful. You just can't see it."

The boy's hands lift your stained and dirty face. You look and notice the looks he's giving, but they're not directed at the protagonist like everyone else's; they're for you.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" His calm and concerned eyes are looking at you, waiting for your response.

You just look aside before sighing. It's better than nothing.

"His Highness, the prince, had given me a dress as a gift... to wear at the ball today, but my friend - no, Miss Amélie was wearing the same one. Some of her friends started mocking me for trying to 'copy' the girl, but when I tried to explain, His Highness said he would never give me a gift in his life, especially knowing that his 'friend' Amélie would be wearing it today," you almost can't finish without starting to cry again, sobbing as you try to explain.

"They all planned to humiliate me in front of everyone, and His Highness still insists that I'm lying!" You say, already crying again, not noticing the arms going around you. You only notice when you feel being embraced by the boy as you cling to him, crying and sobbing.

"My dear, they don't deserve your kindness or your presence. What they did was extremely awful to a lady like you," the boy says as he strokes your hair and back, comforting you, as you've always wished to be.

You were clinging to the boy, feeling betrayed, feeling used. You didn't even notice the boy raising his hand to someone behind you, to someone dressed in black, a gentleman, but not the prince's gentleman, oh no, not that traitor.

You didn't even realize how the castle was beginning to stir.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere else. You might end up getting sick staying here," he says as he watches you cling to him. He could feel your warmth, you were starting to get sick from crying so much. Nomura's heart was breaking at the thought of you falling ill.

"Are you okay with this, miss?" The boy asks before you nod in agreement. Nomura gets ready and picks you up bridal-style, using his own coat that was on top of you as a blanket to protect you as he carried you to his own carriage.

Watching as you had already fainted from crying, he held you gently as the carriage headed towards his castle, leaving behind an important part of the game that was happening, unaware that the game's villain was now holding you firmly.

Do I do a part 2?

Hey there, can I request for ROR anubis x modern reader where the reader is bored and try to summon anubis for fun and think it wouldn't work, but it end up working and now there a random Anubis in her room feel free to add what after this ~ thank you

A/N: Gladly anon! I'd love to write about silly little nubby. Hope it's what you wanted ♡

The unlikely jackal-headed companion 🐺🎃

Ror!Anubis x fem!reader

➩ A modern day girl who's favourite interest had always been Egyptian mythology, especially the god Anubis.

Found her adult life to be rather boring, so when she stumbled upon a website that could help her summon these ancient gods.

For fun she tries it, not expecting it to work until she is proven wrong and now Anubis himself has entered the mortal realm, as well as her home.

➩ Reader type: fem!reader.

⚠: Platonic & Romantic Fluff!!

In a small suburban town, nestled between towering buildings and grey streets, lived a young lonesome woman named y/n.

She was currently seated in her room adorned with posters of ancient Egyptian art and books, filled with its fascinating mythology, gods and history.

Something y/n had been fond of ever since she was a child.

But life as an adult was rather boring now, with work and other tasks keeping her away from her interests and hobbies.

Until y/n felt that sudden urge of curiosity again, rushing through her mind and body.

Soon enough y/n found herself engrossed scrolling online, stumbling upon an online tutorial on summoning the ancient Egyptian gods.

Half out of scepticism and half out of sheer boredom, y/n decided to try the summoning ritual for Anubis.

After all, Anubis was one of her favourite deities. Y/n chuckled at the stupidity and the fact this wasn't going to work.

Because it wouldn't, right?

She gathered the necessary items - candles, incense, and a makeshift altar adorned with skulls and other trinkets she found around the house.

Thinking to herself:

"If Anubis really does exist he would definitely like these, hah!"

As y/n chanted the ancient words she had gotten from the website, with a hint of amusement, she never expected anything to happen.

But to her surprise, a sudden wind and glow enveloped the room, and a mysterious figure materialised before her.

Anubis, the god of the afterlife with his jackal head, stood before her in all his majestic glory.

Y/n eyes widened in disbelief as she stumbled backward, tripping and falling to the ground. Her heart was racing in her chest, more than ever before.

"W-What..?! That wasn't supposed to-"

Y/n stutters to herself, trying to keep her cool as she shakes uncontrollably at Anubis's presence.

Anubis, as he looked around the room slowly, taking in his new surroundings was still barely visible to really make out. Because of the sudden glow to have hit the room.

While trying to adjust her sight, y/n was certain Anubis was here to collect her soul or at least judge her heart for having called upon him as a joke.

However, to her shock when the god spoke, he sounded rather thrilled to be there.

"Well, this was unexpected and delightful!" he exclaimed, his voice resonating through the room.

It wasn't as deep and booming as y/n had imagined it sounding like.

In fact, he sounded like an excited puppy who somehow knew how to talk.

Did she hit her head when she fell and was now dreaming, or perhaps even worse had she gone mad?

Unused to being summoned in the modern world, Anubis continues to look around with childlike wonder, his dark eyes sparkling.

Y/n was almost left with her mouth wide open when she finally got to see and admire the god before her.

His head wasn't actually the head of a jackal, but instead it was his headwear!

Underneath all that he was a handsome man, with dark tanned skin, sharp teeth and piercings on his chin, but also tongue.

Y/n had to gulp and blush slightly to herself, for some reason feeling embarrassed about this humanoid form of his.

Noticing y/n's bewilderment, Anubis approached her closer with a grin, offering his hand to help the woman up.

"Greetings, mortal! I am Anubis, the guardian of the afterlife. What brings you to summon me today?"

Stammering, y/n managed to grab a hold of the gods hand reluctantly while replying, she was scared his sharp nails or claws would touch her at first.

"I... I didn't really think this would work, please forgive me my lord!"

Anubis chuckled lightly, his soft laughter was admittedly very cute making y/n's heart skip a little beat.

"The whims of mortals! Fear not, if this wasn't a part of your plan I totally understand! But if you don't mind me asking, what assistance can I be to you then?"

With a nervous expression, y/n took a deep breath and the chance to think about it.

What could she possibly come up with to make Anubis, a literal god's time, be worth the while in the mortals realm?

"I suppose..somehow entertain me? If that isn't too much to ask for of course!! It's just that, these days are quite uneventful.."

Y/n to ease her nerves starts twirling some of her hair using her index finger.

A common habit she did whenever she needed a distraction.

Anubis, realising the woman was still tense, smirks to himself and thinks about a way to help her.

"Then I am here to make your mundane day more thrilling, my lady! I see your room is decorated with quite a few familiar things."

He happily pointed out, already seeing y/n's eyes light up at his comment and sharp eye.

"Oh really?! I'm so glad you find them familiar, I was afraid it would look weird to you somehow, considering I'm not from ancient Egypt!"

"Hey, don't worry about it, I love seeing people appreciate my culture."

"Phew, what a relief..!"

"But a particular reason why I am your favourite~?" Anubis without warning teased y/n, raising his eyebrow as his face leaned in close to hers.

It felt like her whole body was about to explode and her face turned red.

Damn it! She should have prepared herself for this question considering the jackal headed gods depiction was included almost everywhere!

"W-Well, you are my favourite..!"

Y/n responded in a panic, was he seriously playing with her right now?

Was this a way to catch her off guard or to test her in some way or another?

Before y/n could say anything any further, Anubis, ever the playful deity, leaped into the air out of pure happiness.

"Yippee~!!" The god exclaimed as he accidentally landed near her.

The sudden weight caused y/n to lose her balance, and she tumbled onto the bed alongside the ancient god.

"Oh uh..that was an accident, I didn't mean to scare or get that excited!"

Anubis pleaded, genuinely upset about his actions. He quickly got off y/n but all the woman could do was sigh as she had accepted her new fate.

"Honestly, this is already keeping me entertained enough."