Syaoran waited patiently for a familiar howl as he wrote his report about the eastern territory he visited days ago. He finally came back to the kingdom after days of trekking and sleepless nights. As a prince of a huge nation – not to mention the youngest candidate for the throne, as well – the responsibilities on his shoulders were way too heavy for him to carry at such an age. The pressure was intense and expectations were high. Sometimes, he thinks that he could go crazy anytime, but then he remembers Princess Sakura’s existence and everything becomes fine – as cheesy as it may sound, but it was the truth.

words: 2,093

genre: fluff, royalty!au

warnings/author’s note: n/a

“Akashi Seijuurou! You’re scaring the people!” you chided as you sent looks of apology to the men threatened by Akashi’s death glare. 

“It’s what they get for staring at you too much,” he calmly answered, not getting why you’re just letting these men glue their eyes on you. “You are my date, (f/n). They do not have he right to look at you so intently.”

“Sei, I’m pretty sure some of them just wanted to greet me. They’re my friends, too, you know?”

“Well, they can greet you on Monday before class starts.”

His reasoning made you roll your eyes. You knew Akashi always had a side like this and you just hated it whenever it shows. It’s as if half of his brain stops functioning for a while as his sense of reason vanishes into thin air. A pain in the ass, it has always been. 

“Akashi Seijuurou, they’re just being friendly, okay? No need to kill them by your tormenting gazes, I swear.”

“But—”

“Akashi Seijuurou! I swear to God, one more rude stare and you’ll be date-less this night!”

“Your offer is quite unreasonable, (f/n).”

“You’re the unreasonable one, Sei! Oh my—”

“Okay then. I’ll stop, but in return, trying getting back your cool. We still haven’t been on the dance floor, remember?” he smiled, standing up from his seat before offering a hand to you. “Can I have this dance, (f/n)?”

…and as if the little argument didn’t exist at all the moment you started swaying to the mellow music filling the hall, Akashi’s arms around your waist. The distress immediately evaporated as your mind focused on how beautiful the moment you’re in now.

(akashi seijuurou for @hot2dmen)

“I’d like to see it too. Along with any other worlds out there! I want to see ‘em all!”

“I’m just getting started!! You hear!?”

“It’s a matter of whether ‘that moment’ exists for you or not…If you experience that moment, it’ll really get you hooked on volleyball.”

“Daiki, I swear to God! If you won’t be here in two minutes, you need to look for a new prom date! Gosh, you can really be an asshole at times!” you yelled through the phone, head already throbbing due to all the worrying you’ve done for the past hours.

“Babe, can you make that two minutes five? I mean—”

“Two minutes!” you said firmly. “You told me yesterday that you’d pick me up at quarter to seven! Aomine Daiki, it’s already thirty minutes past eight and the prom had already started an hour and thirty minutes ago! This is my first ever promenade, you know that! I don’t need you to ruin—”

You were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing. You stomped your feet as you marched towards the front door, the heels of your shoes making noise in the process as it gained contact with your wooden floor. You didn’t really need visitors at the moment. However, to your surprise, there was an Aomine in front of you, all sweaty and panting. Only a minute had passed since you’ve given him the threat and yet there he was, trying to catch his breath, a forced smile plastered on his face.

“I totally forgot about your corsage, so I looked for a flower shop. Had a hard time, though. I’m sorry babe. I didn’t mean to ruin this for you.”

After hearing the reason of his tardiness, all your anger sublimed, a soft smile replacing the scowl on your face. He wasn’t really a pure asshole, after all.

(aomine daiki for @kuro00oos)

30 day haikyuu!! challenge day 3. the character you gradually warmed up to → tsukishima kei

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

A/N : I got inspired to do this AU because of THIS vine by @onerandomkpop, and I also made an edit for it HERE. I hope you all enjoy! 

Genre : Violence/Gore, Angst [more to be added] || Purger!Hoseok

WARNINGS : Language, Graphic Depictions of Violence/Murder, Death/Murder

Word Count : 6,884

Description : The Purge - one day a year for twelve hours all crime is legal, including murder. Jung Hoseok is a purger, someone who is payed by others to kill for them on the day of total carnage. He’s given a list of twelve names every year, but what happens when your name is on it? 

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You both entered the venue, your trembling hands in his. It was your first ever prom and never did you expect that Kise Ryouta would be your first ever prom date. Your heart raced at the thought of it, the uneasy feeling in your stomach being an unnecessary bonus. Your discomfort was pretty evident and it made your date worry as he looked at you, a pout eventually drawn out of his face.

“(l/n)cchi, is everything alright?” he asked, forehead lightly pressed on yours. 

“I-It’s just that, the eyes of so many people are on us. It’s making me nervous,” you stammered. 

The pout on Kise’s face was soon replaced by one soft smile. In all honesty, it was already enough to lighten up your mood. It was so beautiful and you didn’t blame the other girls - and boys - for envying you. After all, Kise Ryouta was the one who asked you to be his prom date - it actually became the talk of the campus for days.

“It will be fine. This is our night. Let’s make the most out of it!” he beamed as he gave you a comforting squeeze on the hand. 

And you didn’t know why, but you just believed in what he said as the both of you made your way to the dance floor before dancing to each and every song the DJ dropped for the night, treating is dance as if it would be your last. 

(kise ryouta for anon)