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Every day started the same; wake up, shower, eat, walk to work, perhaps dodge a few reckless drivers, arrive to class a little behind, losing yourself in your notes. Then, you would find your spot in the back, right next to him;Shinya Kogami. You never thought it awkward at first, being next to him. After all, you grew up together, attended the same school. You spent time on projects and extracurricular activities. You considered yourselves to be close friends, sibling worthy. But, something felt wrong. No, not wrong persay, but certainly different. His lids lowered, fogging grey eyes with lust, gaze never departing from your figure. When

__________________________________________________________________________________________________ The tobacco smoke that filled the air of the cramped hideaway room, intertwined with the aroma of alcohol. Laughter and embarrassed groans of defeat echoed throughout the secret spot the Enforcers occupied. At a small, round table where poker chips, playing cards, personal belongings and clothing laid spread on sat Kagari, Yayoi, Masaoka, Kogami and yourself. “You lose again (F/N)! Haha!” Kagari shouted in drunken bliss with rosy cheeks. “I don’t like this game anymore..” A mumble of disappointment escaped your

Background song to jam to He slowly rolled off of you, sweat rolling down both of your bodies as he reached for his pack on the nightstand. "Want one?" He placed the box in front of you as he pulled one out and put it in between his lips. "Sure," Your {s/c} fingers latched onto a cigarette and you placed it in between your lips as Mikoto lit it for you. "What a gentleman," You joked as you let out a puff of smoke and he gave a small 'hmph'. "For once," He commented and you turned to face your King. He was handsome even when he was sweating and panting like he was, his red hair almost seemed like it was on fire to you, and those amber ey

“Do you ever even sleep?” Akashi pauses ever so slightly from writing, although his eyes didn’t leave his work. “Of course, (F.name). One needs a good night’s sleep to be able to perform their best at anything and I, as you are very much aware, will not do anything less than perfect.” You looked unconvinced as you flicked your eyes at the stacks of books beside him. “And how long is a good night’s sleep is to you?” “Eight,” Akashi replied. He pun his pen down and put away the school report he just finished. He looked up at your gaping expression. “What is the matter?&#

  ✧ akashi seijuro x fem!reader ✧ reader and akashi are both second years. ✧ this is a rather long story divided into 10 chapters, so be prepared! ✧ have fun reading ♡ 1 - You loved to spend your afternoons at Rakuzan at the library- headphones in your ears as you did your schoolwork. It was peaceful, and there weren't many noises or nuisances that annoyed you, considering the fact that most of the bitchy girls in Rakuzan mostly spent their free time outside of the school. Or at the gym, stalking the emperor, Akashi Seijuro. How did you know that? Because your favourite spot in the library just so happen

romance novels and libraries. | akashi seijuro x gn!reader ☆ library!au The library. The highlight of my Monday's to Saturday's. Not because it's peaceful and quiet and away or because I can find some nice corner to nap. No, it's because sitting behind the circulation desk in my line of sight is Akashi Seijuro, the librarian. Uh huh, I said it, librarian. I'd spell it out, but you'd probably know the spelling by now. He's not the stereotypical uptight old timer (although the last librarian was just that). He's young, like very young, possibly early-twenties to mid-twenties. And yes, his wardrobe consists of sweaters and cardigans and d

instinctual fear. | vampire!akashi seijuro x gn!reader In the darkness that shrouded the room with the moon shining outside as the only source of light, the redheaded vampire hovered over you like a hawk, eyeing you like a wolf that just found its prey. Wide blood and honey eyes pierced through your bright [e/c] orbs. He hissed and bared his fangs at you, showing of sharp, pearly white canines. “Akashi—” Your words were cut off when he pushed you deeper into the plush mattress, growling lowly as he captured both your wrists in a calloused hand. Locks of red hair fell in front of his face, and he ran his tongue over his li

hug. | adult!akashi seijuro x adult!gn!reader Akashi Seijuro had been overworking himself lately. It wasn't hard to tell; anyone with eyes could see the dark circles under his eyes, and the paleness of his face. Seijuro had been working his fingers to the bones, and yet, nothing he accomplished was ever good enough in the eyes of the head of the company, his father. It was clear to Seijuro that he would never attain the definition of perfect the older Akashi had, and that greatly distraught him. Seijuro wanted to be acknowledged for his achievements, as his own man, he doesn’t want to be known as someone who rode his parent’s coa

Slam! All heads turned their attention from where the sound came from. And that included yours, which pretty much broke your peaceful little moment looking at the brilliant blue sky outside. Your class representative is truly a remarkable woman when it comes to gaining attention. And you mean it in a good way. Piles of paper were the things that were victimized by the loud thump of the class rep. After she had gathered the class’ attention, a big smile formed on her lips, and somehow radiated inside the class as well. “Our plan for the school festival is now complete! We can play Romeo and Juliet in the school theatre! I met t

You sat, cross-legged, on the carpet in front of the low table. The wood felt cold and smooth against your cheek as you rested your head against its glossy surface. It was cold outside. The clouds quickly grew grey and heavy, and soon it began to rain, hard enough that the trees shook, and the wind started to howl. “Hey, Akashi?” The red-haired captain looked up from where he was seated, across from your slumped figure, pen in hand. Many pieces of lined paper, neatly marked with black ink, were stacked in front of him. “Yes?” He asked, his voice slightly hoarse. A wave of sadness rippled through you when you heard