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royalty au (pt. 1)

characters: UNDEAD, Knights (-Leo), and cameos from future characters

x gn!reader, fluff, ~4.8K words total

a/n: Royalty AU! I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, and I plan on doing some other groups too with this idea, so hope you look forward to that! I didn’t expect for this to be almost 5k words long…it’s now my most longest work currently. Hope you enjoy! (Because of so many characters, the sections for each of them are shortened compared to my other works, just a heads up!)

UNDEAD

As a citizen under the kingdom ruled by the Sakuma family, you say that you’ve had a good life so far. Here and there were bumps along your journey, but it’s not been anything life threatening.

You’ve been in the forest exploring, when all of a sudden you hear rustling in the bushes. Preparing for the worst, you quickly start to retreat away until a pair of bright red eyes locked with yours.

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“teach me”

“no”

“why not?!”

“because i don’t want to”

sae stares blanky at your frustrated face (he thinks it’s cute but he’d rather be buried alive than to admit it out loud) through his phone screen. you were asking him to teach you some spanish just for funsies but sae being sae, he doesn’t want to cooperate

“then, let me at least hear you speak some sentences, please?” you try to bargain, pulling the puppy eyes on him. you’ve watched multiple clips of his interviews in the past where he spoke a little bit of spanish and you wanted to hear it when he’s talking to you.

to your surprise (not) sae just rolls his eyes as his response, earning a little huff from you

“you know what sae, nevermind” you say in defeat. putting your hands up in front of the camera to show that you’ve surrendered into trying to make sae say something in spanish. your attention is no longer at the stoic boy, but on twitter, tiktok, instagram, you name it, your attention was probably there. if he’s not gonna cooperate then fine. two can play this game

sae noticed that you suddenly went quiet on him. he calls out your name but you don’t budge. that only meant one thing. you were ignoring him.

you hear sae sigh at the other end. before you can ask him what his problem was, he clears his throat,

“te amo cada día más y te amare pase lo que pase”

you swear you felt like you just entered the gates of heaven with the way the words smoothly rolls out of his tongue like honey.

“happy now?” you can hear the bluntness in his voice. “and open your camera, tch” he clicks his tongue in annoyance. you hurriedly opened your camera once again to see sae’s face once again but with a faint blush on his cheeks. you instantly took a screenshot which sent a notification on sae’s end causing the latter to raise his brows in confusion.

“what’s with the big smile on your face?” sae asks, adjusting his pillow behind him, watching you smile like an idiot. (his idiot)

“because you spoke in spanish” you gush, smiling uncontrollably at your boyfriend. sae snickers before gazing at you lovingly.

“did you even understand what i just said?”

“nope, but i know it was probably something romantic” you wiggle your eyebrows at sae who only smiles at your reaction. you can see his whisker dimples poking through, a tell tale sign that he was genuinely smiling. a rare sight to see.

“so, are you gonna tell me what you just said?”

“no”

“sae!”

-;, the worst ! ; michael kaiser > in which, you discover your boyfriend wears glasses.

“‘michael kaiser’s forehead is so big that you could play multiple games of hangman on it.’”

you’re seated on the couch of your boyfriend’s apartment, scrolling aimlessly through various social media as he trekked the length of the living room behind you. it was a lazy sunday, the kind that was meant to be spent in the company of those you cherished. at your statement, though, you hear the pacing stop. the only sounds remaining are the raindrops kissing the curtained windows.

“excuse me?” you don’t need to be looking at kaiser to know that he’s glowering at you. 

“that’s not me. it’s a tweet.”

you turn to the back of the couch, which kaiser moves to lean over, and show him the image displayed on the screen of your device. he’s not paying much attention to that, though. “my forehead is not that big.”

“hey, i never said it was!”

“but you basically just agreed.”

“sorry. it’s just the urge to play hangman on your forehead.”

kaiser purses his lips at you. “you.. want to play hangman.. on my forehead?”

he doesn’t give you a chance to reply, though, as he flourishes a dramatic hand in your face and flounces away. “you’re just like the rest of them, only wanting me for my body.”

you laugh, and a grin creeps onto kaiser’s face as he moves to the end table placed next to the couch. you watch as he pulls open the drawer and removes something shiny and golden- a pair of glasses. he slides them onto his face before plopping down on the couch next to you. “show me the tweet, baby?”

he reaches to grab it but you move away, shifting so you’re facing him. “hold on- hold on. what?”

his brow furrows in the way that makes you want to pinch his cheeks. “what do you mean, ‘what?’”

you don’t give him a response, simply placing your phone down by your side and delicately pulling the glasses off his face. it almost hurts, with how pretty he is even when he’s fully confused by your actions. “i didn’t know you had glasses.”

kaiser’s more bemused than confused now as he watches you examine the frames in your hands. “so you were just so surprised by how gorgeous i look, then?”

“yeah.”

kaiser feels his heart implode in his chest.

“it was a welcome change.”

kaiser’s heart is no longer imploding.

with a gusty sigh, he leans into your side. his jaw rests on your shoulder, and you can feel it when he speaks: “you were being so nice to me 20 minutes ago.”

“20 minutes ago i didn’t want to play hangman on your forehead.”

“so you do want to?”

your only response is a giggle that sends his head spinning in the way that only you have ever seemed to do, and it’s worsened when you slide the glasses onto your own face. he’s infinitely grateful that due to your distorted vision, you weren’t able to see the rosy glow on his face.

“how do i look?”

“god, you’re so fucking cute.”

shifting to face you, his hand moves deftly to push the frames farther up onto the bridge of your nose, and he allows it to linger on the curve of your jaw. the skin of his palm ghosts your cheek, and you allow yourself to lean into kaiser’s touch.

“is this why you set the font size on your phone to the biggest setting? you’re just like my grandma.”

your boyfriend practically recoils and you fight the laughter bubbling in your throat. he coughs in a vain attempt to try and regain his composure but you’re burying your head in his chest in a bout of giggles. his hand finds its way to your hair and he cradles you like precious gemstones.

“i’m taking that as a compliment, actually,” he decides, voice quieter than it was before, “your grandma is cool.”

“of course you’d think that. she adores you.”

“she has wonderful taste.”

“quite the opposite, actually. anyone who likes you has horrible, horrible taste.”

your voice is muffled by the fabric of the white sweater which is askew on his shoulder. your breath is warm on his skin.

“what does that say about you then, baby?”

you let out an exhale that makes him laugh, before replying: “i’ve got it the worst, i think. the worst ever.”

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— HEREAFTER 

ft. isagi yoichi ; itoshi rin ; nagi seishiro ; bachira meguru ; chigiri hyōma ; mikage reo

summary: how you met them ! (high school setting)

note: well hello there, aren’t you all sick & tired of seeing me every saturday? dw i’m in a slump. 2 more & i’ll be gone (no mf you can’t get rid of me that easy wym)

⚘ ISAGI YOICHI

ㅤㅤit’s cheesy, the way you were sitting down next to each other at the train station, waiting for the rain to stop. it had been a lot noisier back then, when a group of friends had taken up almost the entire space, leaving isagi with no other available seat except the one next to you. not that you mind anyway, he seemed less intimidating than those other people. but when they finally got up and left, he didn’t move to the other end. neither did you. the rest of the wait was spent in complete silence. it wasn’t until it was announced that the train would be arriving late that the two of you made a sound; it’s kind of funny how you sighed at the same time, both utterly defeated. you laughed together at the predicament you’re in, looking at each other afterwards before realizing that you were wearing the same uniform. this prompted a rather pleasant conversation, resulting in the two of you being so immersed in each other’s company that you ended up missing the train. in the end, the rain kept pouring and it was getting really late, so you opted to walking back home together — shoulders touching just like a moment ago.

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amber!! can i rq ur thoughts on itoshi rin taking care of his overworked s/o he gives off so much tsundere vibes hehe thanksies mwah

IDIOT. OR NOT.

pairings: rin x f!reader

notes HELP ME I AM SCARED OF MY HAIR

rin who would be the one search for a blanket after seeing you fall into deep slumber in your chair (so he can like put the blanket on ur back LOOOL)

rin who would let hurtful words that he in fact does not mean leave his mouth while scolding you. “so what if you were studying hard ? your health comes first, you idiot.” he’d probably say, knowing damn well that you were in fact, not an idiot 💔 since your studies would pay off extra hard LOOL.

“go get some rest. i’ll give you my notes.” typa shit

he’d be the one to brew you some coffee when you feel like you need it. he’d also be the one to make you some scrambled, or sunny side up eggs in the morning with some sausages and veggies on the side for breakfast, making sure that your meals are well balanced.

the same guy who’d call you stupid for overworking yourself, and scold you for it. but deep down, you know he cares. you know that he’s the idiot too, sometimes.

he’d like , buy you meals..

tells you to take a break n takes you out sometimes, to a cafe.. or a late night drive? OR OR , plays your fav movie in the living room so you can relax with a bucket of popcorn.

makes sure that you are HEALTHY. feeds you numerous of vitamins once he finds out that you’ve been overworking yourself. like.. LIKE UM M MM M M MM

“stop overworking yourself, please.”

bru idk i simp for rin sm but cannot write anything for him

☆ - SEWING GLASS GC ,,, ★ ,,, MIKA KAGEHIRA x READER — @ritsufeet

6 // “secret santa”

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you sighed, fiddling with your fingers while waiting for the others to arrive. the creaking sound coming from the sewing class door entrance caught your attention and your head turned.

“oh, yer here already [name]? i didn’t take ya for the early type.” mika chuckled as he closed the door behind him. you hummed, “yeah, me neither. i didn’t take shu for the late type.” you rest your head lazily on your arm picking at the wood on the desk.

the door suddenly burst open, kuro and shu standing where the loud bang came from. “we’re here!” shu announced, a black box in his arms and kuro standing tall behind him.

“yer usually not this late, oshi-san. where’ve ya been?” mika rushes to him and tilts his head, “and what’s that box yer holdin’?”

“we’re doing secret santa, don’t ya remember mika?” kuro pats him softly on the head, “let’s get this on with. we only have a few days until christmas.”

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