#Yowapeda fluff

[twilight-sheikah]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Makishima Yuusuke/Toudou Jinpachi Characters: Makishima Yuusuke, Toudou Jinpachi Additional Tags: Christmas, Gift Giving, Living Together, Married Couple, I love TouMaki so much please help, They’re my favourite ship, obviously, toumaki - Freeform, Fluff, I Will Go Down With This Ship Summary:

Makishima and Toudou spend Christmas together in their home. Makishima gives Toudou the perfect Christmas present.

#yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #yowapeda fanfic #fanfic #makishima yuusuke #toudou jinpachi #toumaki #fluff #yowapeda fluff #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #ao3 link

[rosze-v]

red bean soup and the color yellow

pairing: Midousuji Akira x Reader

synopsis: you, the morning girl, a cold night, red bean soup and a scenery he had forgotten

tags: MAJOR MIDOUSUJI PAST SPOILER! , fluff, sunshine x grumpy/cold trope (hihi)

w.c : 1.6k

a/n: Halu! So, I finished YowaPeda season 4 and I'm waiting for season 5 to finish airing and I just want to say, I absolutely love!!!! the anime. I am so angry that its so underrated what?? Its such a good anime, with amazing character, one of the best sports anime antagonists (wink wonk), great plot and just absolutely amazing. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WATCH IT!!! Also, its literally criminal how there’s so little YowaPeda crumb?? So, I decided to start writing for the fandom!! All in all, I hope you have fun reading!

You were craving for some melon bread and ice cream that night. Without much thought, you hopped on your bicycle and went on to your nearest convenience store. A smile spread on your cheeks because the air is cold enough and somehow, tonight feels more calming than other nights. From a far, you could see the glaring lights of the store as you pedal harder.

Once you placed your bicycle at its rightful place, you eagerly went into the store and picked out your cravings. The cashier scanned through your items, three melon breads, two chocolate vanilla ice cream and a can of hot red bean soup. With your goods in your hand, the customers could definitely see the slight hops on your feet, indicating how happy you are.

“Yosh, tonight I’m watching some Attack on Ti- Midousuji?”. You recognized that lanky build, he’s pretty much the only guy you’ve ever seen with such long legs and long arms. He’s wearing black cycling pants, and a fitted, black sports shirt that covers his arms and neck. Upon hearing his name being called, he glances over to you, his eyebrows scrunched, trying to remember where he saw you. Though he’s wearing a white mask, from his big eyes alone you knew he’s trying to remember who you are.

“Morning girl?”. Midousuji mumbled as you give him a toothy grin, walking towards him and plopping yourself beside him. Midousuji cringed as he subconsciously scoots a bit from you. His action didn’t hurt you though, you knew he’s wary of you.

“Its (y/n), How could you forget your own classmate’s name! that’s so not cute”. You complain a pout forming on your lips, tilting your head at him. Though you complain, you also knew that he does not really mingle with your classmates, he preferred to be alone, listening away to his songs from his black ear buds.

But ever since you saw him racing with his cycling club team mates, and seeing how much cycling filled him with life, you greeted him morning every day. Reason? you’re not really sure but maybe you’re just curious of Midousuji, eyes darting towards him in class or whenever he leaves for lunch. Your sudden interest on him was so obvious that your friends had called you out, asking you if you have a crush on him. Of course, you could only shake your head while your heart beats in wonder.

“What are you doing all alone in this cold night?”. You asked, scanning through him and noticing a slight shiver on his body. Well, it has gotten much colder, and compared to your fluffy jogger pants and your long-sleeved shirt, Midousuji is probably freezing his butt off. You reached in your bag and pull out the red bean soup, handing it to him.

He raises his eyebrow as you say. “Go on, you’re cold right?”.

“Its okay-“.

“You’re shivering Midou-kun, either you take this can or I’m holding your hands”. You teased, nudging him with your elbow as he side eyes you, a slight blush forming on his cheeks. You chuckled as you took out your ice cream, fumbling for the small spoon. A content sound came out of your mouth while Midousuji questions how you could eat ice cream on such cold night.

“So… again, why are you here?”. The lanky men stretch his legs, as he sips on the red bean, warmth filling him up. He contemplates on what to say, unsure of the right words to say in these kinds of situations.

“Just… needed to clear my mind”. You nodded, your body swaying along with your nod as you stare into the dark road.

It’s true, Midousuji had went out to clear his mind, plagued by thoughts on his cycling performance lately, his school works, and a slight heaviness on his chest when his mind wanders to the faces of his mother. He had noticed the cold air when he was sprinting through the road, so he thought he wanted to buy some hot packs. It was only when he got off his bike, he realized that he didn’t bring any money in his small bag, and that’s how you found him sitting on the side of the store.

“Come, I want to show you something”. His big eyes glance at your face then glances back at your hand, weighing the pros and cons of taking your hand. Fuck it, he thought, clasping your hand as you pull him up. Both of you then went over to your bikes, and when you were mounting your bike, the man suddenly appeared beside you, his tall build startling you.

The silence between the both of you were thick and frankly, you can’t stand it anymore. So, you stood up, standing in front of Midousuji as he looks at you, startled at your sudden action. You give him a smile as you held out your hand.

“Oh my god Midousuji, give me a heads-up next time”. He snorted as he responds.

“Let’s go, we have class tomorrow”.

“Yes, yes Midou-sama”. He rolled his eyes at your mocking address of him as you began cycling and Midousuji following suit. It didn’t take you long before you reach your destination. You lay your bike against the tree and Midousuji did the same as excitement courses through you.

“I need you to cover your eyes”. You said giddily as Midousuji sigh.

“And what for”.

“Then how the hell am I gonna go there”. You grin as you reach for his hand, clasping it tight. Midousuji could feel his chest tightening at your sudden skinship, while he gives in to your demand and closes his eyes.

“It’s a surprise! Come on, close your eyes”.

“Hold onto my shoulder using your other hand”, and Midousuji did as he instructed, his cold palms creating shivers around your shoulder yet warms his hand. A blush spreads through your cheek as you realize how close the both of you are. You shake your head as you walk carefully to the secret place.

Midousuji can feel the grass touching his legs and when you came to a stop, you had taken your hands back. The man took it as a sign to open his eyes and when he did, he had to blink his eyes a few times to adjust to the sudden brightness. When his eyes finally adjusted, he could see you first, grinning at him with your head tilted to the side and your hands clasped behind your back. Then his eyes wander around and finally, he realized what made everything so bright.

Fireflies, everywhere around him, floating, flying across his eyes, the ambience triggers a nostalgia in him. It’s been so long he thought, seeing fireflies. He could feel a childish excitement creeping inside of him, as his hand reaches out for a firefly. The firefly he reached flew away before his finger tips could touch the light. Rustling steps move towards him as you stand in front of him, your hands holding something in your palms.

“Look, I caught one for you”. Midousuji stares down into your hand, a firefly blinking its light for him. Subconsciously, Midousuji shows his palm to you, and gently, you place the firefly in his hand.

“Gently Midou-kun, don’t squeeze it”. He nods as he examines the firefly, his hands ever so gentle, a small smile appearing on his lips.

You had never really thought how attractive Midousuji is, your attraction towards him were merely curiosity. Yet here, with a firefly in his hands and a childish smile on his lips, you could feel blood pumping into your veins faster. Though the smile falters immediately when the firefly flew away, Midousuji’s hand fell on his side. You laugh as you pull his hand and walk a bit further, pulling him down to sit once you reach a tree.

The both of you sit in silence, eyes wandering at how beautiful the fireflies are. A warmth settles between the little space dividing the both of you, creating a sense of tranquil. You peeked at Midousuji, who’s eyes huge and lit, his mouth slightly open. You smile to yourself, so cute, you thought.

“You wanna know what will make this better?”. Midousuji’s trance shifted towards you.

“What?”.

“Give me your phone and earbuds”. He pursed his lips, thinking if he should share a shred of his privacy but he gave in. It’s the least he could do after you show him such scenery.

Midousuji eyes your finger, scrolling through the little amount of apps he have and your hands tap on the app YouTube. You tapped on the search bar and histories of things related to road racing came up and you smirked. After searching for the song, you hand him the left earbud while you hook in the right bud in your right ear. You play the song and Midousuji tries to focus on the song and he realized its in English.

“What’s the name of the song?”. Midousuji asked as he stares at you who’s attention is on the scenery in front.

“Yellow”.

“Why did you choose this song?”. You turn your head towards him, a smile on your face and Midousuji’s heart skips a beat.

“Well the fireflies are yellow you know!”. Midousuji grumbled at your remark, as you laughed at your joke and at how taken aback the boy look. He mumbled an, obviously its yellow, dumbass.

“And because you’re yellow…”. You whispered, hiding your face in between your knees, hoping he didn’t hear you. But he did, and he wanted to question you but he decided against it. You, the fireflies, the song Yellow, the lingering heat and Midousuji’s hand on top of yours, squeezing it; thanking you.

And maybe one day he’ll know why he’s yellow, and how he shines, or how beautiful he is, and how much everything he does is becoming yellow in your eyes.

#midousuji akira #midousuji akira x reader #midousuji x reader #yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal fanfic #yowamushi pedal fluff #midousuji akira fluff #midousuji fluff #yowapeda #rsz.w

[blondthndrninja]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Makishima Yuusuke/Onoda Sakamichi Characters: Onoda Sakamichi, Makishima Yuusuke Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Lazy Mornings, Boys Kissing, Adorkable, Aged-Up Character(s) Summary:

Onoda attempts to leave the bed for morning practice but is unsuccessful.

#Makisaka #Yowapeda #fanfic #Onoda sakamichi #makishima yuusuke #drabble #fluff

[puuvillaa]

Fic Writer Questions

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🍓 How did you get into writing fanfiction?

It's been more than 20 years, so I can't remember! I imagine that I discovered fics and after reading them, realised that I could write my own fics with the characters I love

🍇How many fandoms have you written in?

10 (hp, haikyuu, death note, voltron, yowapeda, yuri on ice, sherlock, Matthias & Maxime, Magnus Chase and the gods of Asgard, dmmd)

🍈 How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

Around 22, but posting for only 15

🍎 Do you read or write more fanfiction?

Right now I think I write more, because I've somehow been struggling to get anything read. Usually I've been reading more

🍌 What is one way you've improved as a writer?

I've figured out how I want to format dialogue

🍑 Do you have any bad habits as a writer?

Run-on sentences

🍍 What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

I wouldn’t say it's the weirdest topic, but I was weirdly invested in researching Bryn Eglwys, which is an old quarry in Wales

🍉 What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

I love all comments! But I guess the ones that make me smile harder are the ones that point out something that the reader liked about my fic

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I guess it depends on how you define fringe. I would argue that in the grand scheme of things, omegaverse counts as a fringe trope

🥭 What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

Fluff

🍏 What is the easiest type?

Angst, hurt/comfort

🍑 Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

Usually by my desk, but also on my phone, sometimes sitting in my chair and sometimes on the bus. I use Word on the computer and Writer+ on my phone. I tend to write in the evenings and whenever I'm taking the bus

🍋 What is something you've been too nervous/ intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

I have an immediate answer to this, but I don't want to say it publicly because I'm worried it would make me seem... hmm.

🍇 What made you choose your username?

I was trying to come up with a username for my sideblog, and puuvillaa was literally the first word that popped into my head. Then I liked it so much I wanted to make it my main username. The downside of it is that I can't google myself because google would think I'm searching for cotton clothes

Tagging @plecotusauritus @bunny-bopper @theresthesnitch @spookymoonie @eyra

#tag game

[axoxtxhxh]

Can’t it be you? - Chapter 1

I recently started watching Yowamushi Pedal and fell in love with it. I highly recommend it. It’s a sports anime about cycling. Unfortunately, it’s not that new and so it’s really hard to find any writing about it. So here I am, writing about it :)

This is a chaptered fic. I think it might end up being around 5 chapters and I tried to make it so you don’t need any backstory. Future chapters will most likely be NSFW.

Kinjou x Fem!Reader          Mentions of virginity          Word Count: ~2000

“Gosh, I really don’t want to be here.” Kinjou said, taking another shot. The other two looked at him, he was tapping his leg against the floor.

“Should you be drinking that much?” Y/N said, “That’s like your third shot.” She pulled the fourth one away from him before he was able to grab it and slid it in front of Shinkai who gulped it down quickly.

“I wouldn’t need to if we could have just stayed inside tonight.” He rested his head on his hand. “Tell me again, why did we have to come here?”

“A party?” Shinkai finally spoke up. “You’re asking why three college students would need to come to a party?”

“Not just a party, but this party.” Kinjou looked around making sure no one could hear even though the music was blasting. “Couldn’t you give me a little time? You both know who is going to be here.”

“I think you’re overreacting.” Y/N pulled another shot away from him, taking it herself. “No one even cares.”

“Well in about an hour, I will be too intoxicated to remember anything that happens so…cheers.” Kinjou grabbed the last shot quickly away from Y/N and drank it as fast as he could.

“Arakita!” Y/N stood up and waved him over to where they were sitting in the corner. He nodded and headed over to them. The two guys stared at her. “What? He’s cute.”

“I’m surprised he actually came to this,” Shinkai said. “He hates Roxxy almost more than you do, Kinjou.”

“I don’t hate her.”

“Hey.” Arakita sat down across from Y/N and they smiled shyly at each other. “It’s kind of loud, isn’t it?”

“That’s why we’re sitting in the corner, away from everyone.” Shinkai pointed out. “Do we need more drinks?” Everyone said no, except Kinjou. Shinkai got up to get more.

“Oh God, she’s here.” Kinjou looked down, covering his face with his hands. Arakita and Y/N looked over to the door and saw Roxxy walk in. “Is she looking this way?”

“Why do you care?” Arakita groaned. “Didn’t she like call out your virginity in front of everyone in your seminar class?”

“It wasn’t my virginity!” Kinjou rumbled. “She just likes guys with more experience than me.”

Y/N and Arakita rolled their eyes as Shinkai came back with mixed drinks. He set a cup in front of each of them.

“Still a bitchy move.” Arakita grabbed his cup.

“Bitches make bitchy moves.” Y/N held her cup up to his.

“Cheers to that!” Shinkai joined in. They clinked their plastic cups and took a sip. Kinjou’s eyes followed Roxxy as she made her way around the room. He cringed when she started playing with another guy’s hair.

“What does she even see in him?” He glared.

“What do you even see in her?” Shinkai retorted. “She humiliated you in front of everyone and literally only wants to date the entire male population on campus that isn’t you.”

“You guys just don’t know her like I do.” Kinjou smiled to himself. “She can be really sweet.”

“Well, I am feeling buzzed and this is my song.” Y/N stood up. “I’m dancing.”

“Let’s do it!” Shinkai jumped over Arakita and grabbed her hand, pulling her to the open area where several other people were dancing. Kinjou and Arakita watched them as they both moved their bodies. Shinkai had more of an energized, vigorous and interpretive dancing style while Y/N was more smooth, sensuous, and provocative. Regardless, they were both laughing and having fun. Kinjou noticed Arakita smiling as he watched them.

“It doesn’t bother you that she is dancing like that with him?” Kinjou questioned.

“What do you mean?” Arakita looked at him.

“Y/N with Shinkai.”

“Oh.” He looked back at them dancing. “No, we aren’t dating or anything. She’s cool, but we’re not really like that.”

“Hi Kinjou.” A high-pitched voice took their attention away from watching the dancers and they looked up to see Roxxy staring at them. She was petite with short brown hair and bangs wearing an even shorter skirt with a sweater. “Hi Arakita.”

Arakita ignored her, looking back at the dancers who now noticed Roxxy found her way to Kinjou. Y/N pulled away from Shinkai and walked over and he followed.

“I’m surprised you both came here.” Roxxy, was looking at Arakita who was completely ignoring her. “I thought you didn’t like places like this.”

“Just places like this with you.” He murmured into his cup, taking a sip. Shinkai and Y/N sat back down in their seats.

“Oh… Y/N?” Roxxy chimed. “I didn’t know bio TA’s liked coming to undergrad parties.”

“Not usual—” She started and Kinjou grabbed her arm.

“She’s here with me.” He pulled her into him, the back of her head in his armpit as he aggressively patted her shoulder. Shinkai and Arakita’s mouth hung open. Y/N pretended to smile, hesitantly putting her hand on Kinjou’s thigh.

“Yep.” Y/N awkwardly held Kinjou’s hand in hers. “Here we are.”

“I didn’t realize you had already started seeing someone.” Her attention on Kinjou. A random guy from across the room made his way over, grabbing Roxxy and pulling here away from their conversation. Kinjou let Y/N go and put his face in his hands again, sighing. They all just stared at him.

“So, you chose to try and make her jealous.” Shinkai shook his head.

“I am way too tipsy now.” Kinjou rubbed his forehead. “Maybe I should just go home.”

“After that?” Y/N laughed. “You owe me a dance.”

“God, I feel so stupid.” Kinjou’s face burned a bright red.

“Well you should.” Arakita joked. “That was an incredibly embarrassing and unbelievable display of affection.”

“It looked painful,” Shinkai added.

“It was painful.” Y/N rubbed her shoulder where Kinjou was patting her.

“Can we just get this dance over with so I can leave?” Kinjou stood up and walked to the dance area with Y/N, his head down. He moved himself around uncomfortably. Y/N looked at him with slight disgust.

“Stop.” She couldn’t even laugh at him. “Just stop. You’re killing everyone’s buzz right now.”

“What?” He started pumping his hands in the air making Y/N break out laughing. “This isn’t how to do it?” He pretended to dance in slow motion. His staccato movements were completely off beat, his large body clumsily moving back and forth.

“You’re worse than Shinkai.” She laughed, minimizing his movements by putting her hand around his waist. He started swaying his body with hers, their movements now in sync. Y/N moved her arms up to his neck, closing the gap between their bodies and Kinjou’s head moved to her neck. The guys looked on from their spot.

“Oh,” Shinkai raised his eyebrows. “That’s close.”

“How drunk are you right now?” Y/N leaned back, looking at Kinjou.

“Well dancing with two of you is difficult.” Y/N laughed. “But I’m managing.” He smiled. Something caught Y/N’s attention and Kinjou turned around to see Roxxy walking to the dance area, pulling some guy with her. He turned back, sighing.

“We can go sit down,” Y/N suggested.

“No, it’s fine.” He took a deep breath. “I’m having fun.”

“That’s the way to think about it.”

“I’m tired of being uncomfortable and letting her dictate where I go and how I’m having fun.”

“Yes!”

“She called me out over a month ago. I don’t care about what anyone is thinking or saying anymore!”

“Yes! That—” A random guy bumped into Y/N and turned to apologize, then noticed Kinjou.

“Hey! You’re that guy that asked Roxxy out… Kan—Kin—The virgin dude. Sucks dude.” The guy laughed and walked away. Y/N turned to Kinjou who was now visibly upset.

“He doesn’t matter—” She started.

“Fuck him!” He was starting to get heated.

“Kinjou—”

“And fuck her!”

“Maybe we—”

“And fuck everyone else!”

“This is—” Before she could speak, he put his hands on Y/N’s cheeks and pulled her face into his, kissing her roughly. Her eyes went wide, the action completely unexpected. He moved his mouth against hers, his lips soft and plush and her eyes fluttered closed. The heat from his body shifted to hers as he brushed his tongue over her lips and then inside her mouth to slide alongside her own tongue. He tasted like alcohol. Her hands slowly moved to his waist, the kiss lasting longer than she thought.

Even over the music and all the chattering, they could hear Shinkai’s voice shouting. “Oh shit!” and they both pulled away laughing. Roxxy was on the other side of the dance floor watching them, but no one noticed.

“That’s the second time you’ve used me tonight.” She reminded.

“Are you going to need a second dance?” He joked.

“No, but I will take one of your cycling t-shirts.” He sighed at her request.

“Okay, but I get to pick which one.”

“I want the green one.”

“I get to pick.” She rolled her eyes at him.

“Are you ready to go home?” She asked him and he nodded. They walked back to the table and grabbed their stuff, Shinkai and Arakita cleaning their cups up and they all headed outside.

The rest of the night was a blur for Kinjou. He remembered them trying to race home and passing by an ice cream shop that they all stopped in. After that, it was nothing but blackness.

He felt the brightness in the room through his eyelids. He moved his hand to block the sunlight shining through the window at him and groaned.

“Oh, you’re awake?”

He turned quickly to face to the direction of the voice and regretted it immediately. His head ached and he groaned again, looking up slowly, only opening one eye to peek at the voice.

“Y/N?” He blinked a couple times, adjusting to the light. “What are you doing here?” She was sitting on the bed, reading a book. She closed the book and looked at him.

“Shouldn’t you be wondering what you’re doing in my bed?” She raised an eyebrow at him and he looked around. He wasn’t in his room, but in hers. It makes sense why the bed was so much bigger and the room was quieter than he was used to. He slowly sat up, looking down, a shocked look on his face.

“I’m naked.” He looked at her.

“Yes.”

“I’m naked, in your bed.”

“Yes.”

“Did we…?”

“You wish.” She laughed and stood up, moving to his side of the bed and handing him his clothes.

“What happened?” He pulled on his underwear and shirt. Y/N handed him some medicine and he thanked her and took it.

“Well you insisted on walking me home after we ate ice cream.” She sat next to him. “Which would have been a thoughtful gesture had you not been stupid drunk. So, I ended up carrying you halfway here.”

“Sorry.” He stretched his neck.

“Then when we got inside, you just started stripping off your clothes, throwing them everywhere until you made it to the bed and laid down.”

“Ugh, I’m sorry.” He rubbed his face.

“It’s fine. Honestly, I was really nervous you were going to start masturbating. After you laid down, you were groaning… a lot.”

“What?!” He looked at her quickly and then winced, the quick movements making him nauseous. “You should have stopped me.”

“What could I honestly have done?” He thought about it and nodded. “Anyway, I have some things I have to do today. You can stay here. I just wanted to make sure you woke up okay.” She stood up and walked to the door. “I’ll leave a key for you on the kitchen table.”

After that, she left. Kinjou laid his head back down on the pillow.

Y/N’s errands were supposed to be quick, but ended up taking her a lot longer than she thought. She preferred grocery shopping earlier in the day since it was less crowded, but getting a late start today didn’t help. Her delay in getting to the bank early made her get to the grocery store later which made it late afternoon before she got home.

She walked inside her apartment and put away the groceries, moving to the bedroom to take a shower. She was about to walk into the bathroom before something caught her eye. She turned back around and walked over to the bed. Folded neatly on her side was Kinjou’s green cycling t-shirt.

#Yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #kinjou shingo #Kinjouxreader #shinkai hayato #yasutomo Arakita #yowamushi pedal imagines #yowamushi pedal imagine #Yowapeda imagines #yowapeda imagine #Yowamushi pedal oneshot #yowapeda oneshot #Kinjou shingo oneshot #kinjou oneshot #Yowamushi pedal fluff #yowapeda fluff #Kinjou shingo fluff #Yowapeda kinjou #Yowamushi pedal kinjou #Can't it be You?

[purplepaus]

FLUFFTOBER 2021: DÍA 4

Buenas noches a todos!!

Llega mi segundo aporte al reto flufftober 2021, hoy la temática son los fuegos artificiales y además tendremos la continuación de mi primer drabble que subí el 1 de octubre.

Sin ser más iniciamos!

Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal

Ship: Fukutomi x OC femenino Dalila Kaoru

Próximo proyecto: Sensei no meeting room

Tema de hoy: Fuegos artificiales ( Prompt 4 de @flufftober2021 )

La media noche se aproximaba y con ella el ansiado espectáculo de fuegos artificiales. El mirador más accesible estaba al tope, así que las cosas se dieron para que Fukutomi y Dalila se acomodaran en un punto más alto y solitario. Allí la coronela acomodó un mantel, Juichi abrió y colocó una caja con dulces de Hakone, de igual forma puso una pequeña botella de sake  junto con dos tacitas de porcelana. Ambos estaban sentados en el césped a una distancia prudente, de forma inesperada Dalila rompió el hielo con una pregunta. -Después de esta cita, ¿qué piensa hacer en las vacaciones de verano?- -Tal vez nos reunamos los de la academia Hakone, queremos ir a entrenar allá, así como en nuestras mejores épocas. - Pensé que iría con el teniente Arakita a revisar los cuarteles de otras prefecturas, igual que el año pasado- respondió la pelirroja mientras observaba el cielo despejado. Fukutomi sacudió la cabeza para negar, tomó un dulce de la caja y se lo ofreció a su amante. Ella abrió la boca para recibirlo con cuidado, sabía a chocolate con fresas. Acto seguido Dalila le devolvió el agasajo con un dulce de manzana verde; de a poco la caja se fue desocupando. El último caramelo era más grande que los otros, Kaoru lo agarró y en vez de dárselo al joven lo puso en su boca, acercándose así, gradualmente, a su objetivo. Él volvió a ruborizarse, pero le siguió el juego así que aproximó sus labios al otro extremo. De a pocos consumieron el dulce, sintiendo que el tiempo se ralentizaba hasta que el encuentro inevitable se dio. Él viendo tal oportunidad inició el ansiado beso y la coronela lo secundó fundiéndose en un mar de pasión con sabor a dulces cerezas. Al estar más juntos, Juichi rodeó la angosta cintura de la mujer y ella le correspondió. Las manos de Dalila acariciaron la masculina espalda de Fukutomi cubierta por la tela vinotinto de la yukata y él sintiendo los pechos tan firmes como generosos de Dalila se entusiasmó al punto de quererlos tocar ya mismo. Sin embargo, sus planes cambiaron al escucharse el primer estallido de los luminosos juegos pirotécnicos. Ambos se separaron lo necesario y como se planeó anteriormente dejaron todo para ver el show. Se acomodaron abrazándose por la espalda y en silencio observaron el cielo decorado. Sus manos libres se unieron con lentitud con inconsciente ternura. Las luces de colores se reflejaban en los alegres ojos azules de Dalila y en la frágil botella de sake sobre el mantel. Más abajo se oían los aplausos y gritos de la gente, algo que afortunadamente evitaron para disfrutar a plenitud ese romántico momento. Después de unos quince minutos finalizó la exhibición, así que  el mirador se fue desocupando rápidamente. Al poco tiempo los dos amantes quedaron completamente solos. Fukutomi abrió el sake y lo sirvió en las tacitas de porcelana. Kaoru al recibirla tuvo una idea, por lo que acercó la taza a la boca de Juichi. Él entendiendo el gesto hizo lo mismo con ella. -¡Kanpai! - susurró con sensualidad la pelirroja mirando a los ojos del capitán. Finalmente, ambos tomaron el primer trago de esa noche de ternura y desenfreno bajo la luz de la luna veraniega.

#flufftober2021 #yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #Fukutomi #FukutomiJuichi #hakone #HakoneGakuen #Hakogaku #fluff #sparklers #fireworks #OC #fanfic #AU

[rafyki]

Love notes [Yowapeda - AoKabu]

Tags: Fluff, Estabilished relationship

Words count: 2959

Read on AO3

~ ~ ~

Hajime had always be good at reading people. Looking at them, noticing the smallest details, and somehow understand them. It was a talent of his, and he could say he was pretty proud of it.

And he believed he had become especially good at reading Kaburagi - after almost a year of dating, he had observed and cataloged most of Kaburagi's micro-expressions and nervous habits, becoming an expert in reading the book of Kaburagi's body language. That was something he was even more proud of, and something he could never get tired of.

So, it didn't take him long to understand that there was something bugging Kaburagi, something that he wanted to tell Hajime and couldn't find the courage or the right words, to say.

But Hajime had also come to understand that in this kind of situations, forcing Kaburagi to talk was the best way to make him even more self conscious and embarrassed about it, so he didn't say anything, giving him time, waiting for him to get to an answer on his own, waiting for when he would be ready to let Hajime in.

But it has been a whole day, and Kaburagi didn't seem any closer to get out of the intricate mess that was definitely invading his head. They were to spend the whole weekend together - Kaburagi had managed to have the days off from practice and had come visiting Hajime at his college, but it had been obvious since Hajime had seen him that morning that there was something on his mind, weighting him down and making him nervous and flustered.

Even now, lying on the bed wrapped around each other, Hajime could see gears turning and moving into Kaburagi's head, trying to sort out whatever problem was tormenting him.

Hajime looked at him, the moonlight coming from the open window lighting up his features, making him look almost ethereal, if it wasn't for the concrete and impossibly real pressure of his body against Hajime.

Hajime felt like he could spend the rest of eternity just staring at Kaburagi, drinking him in, studying every detail that he knew perfectly well by now, drowning in him, breathing nothing but him. He still couldn't quite believe that he had this, that he could stare at Kaburagi and touch him and kiss him, that he was allowed to do that after so much time spent daydreaming about it. He wondered if there would ever be a limit to how much his feelings could grow, getting stronger, firmer; if there would ever be a moment when he would find out that he couldn't fall more in love with Kaburagi than he already had.

Right when that thought crossed his mind, he felt a hand finding his own, fingers interlacing with his, fitting in a familiar and comfortable way - and he thought that no, I don't think that could ever be possible.

Love- yes, he knew he loved Kaburagi, he knew that what he felt for him went way beyond a simple crush, a simple "I like you", he knew it and he felt that awareness growing bigger, more insistent inside him every day, every day that he found himself thinking about him, every time they spoke, and every time they were together; he felt it pushing to be let out, to found a sound and a voice. But he didn't let it, he kept it inside, showing it with actions and holding the words silent until he would be sure that Kaburagi was ready to hear them.

He felt them then, too, pressing to be let out, wanting nothing more than to be heard by the only person that really deserved them.

Instead, Hajime pushed them back, swallowed them, and squeezed Kaburagi's hand, resting his forehead against his.

"Stop thinking so much", he whispered in the quiet silver of space between them, the words aimed at both of them.

"Eh!? I wasn't- I wasn't thinking anything!", Kaburagi stammered, moving away a little, the blush on his cheeks visible even in the dim light.

Hajime laughed lightly. "You seemed pretty lost in thought, to me. But it's okay", he added, "I was thinking, too".

"Yeah? About what?"

Hajime wanted to tell him, he could feel the words about the come out, and again, he pushed them back, shouting them in his mind but preventing them to be heard by anyone but himself, preventing them from scaring Kaburagi away.

"You, obviously", he said instead.

"Yeah? What about me?"

Somehow, Kaburagi managed to sound embarrassed and smug at the same time, the blush on his cheeks colliding in the most endearing way with the little smirk curving his lips. And Hajime couldn't help but smile, too, his heart doing a flip, his mind and his whole body drawn to Kaburagi, like there was some force pulling them together, preventing them to let go.

Hajime leaned in and kissed him, letting go of his hand just to cup his face, stroking his cheek and bringing him closer. A content sigh against lips, but he wasn't sure if it had been Kaburagi's or his own.

"That's what you were thinking about?"

"Among the other things", Hajime said, gently bumping their noses together and then kissing him again, softly, a lingering brushing of lips. "What were you thinking about?"

"Ah- well...", Kaburagi mumbled, lowering his eyes. His hand was on Hajime's neck, nervously playing with his hair.

"It's okay if you don't want to tell me", Hajime told him, their lips still so close that they brushed against each other with every word.

And he was being honest - sure, he wanted to know what was going on in Kaburagi's mind, what it was that was leaving him so troubled and nervous, but there was nothing he wanted more than for Kaburagi to be comfortable with him, and if he wasn't ready to tell him, then Hajime wasn't going to force him.

"No- that's not it. I do wanna tell you, it's just... it's difficult?", he said, and it sounded more like a question than anything else.

"You're not trying to break up with me, are you?", Hajime teased - because he had no doubt that, whatever it was that Kaburagi was stressing over, it was nothing of the sort.

"What!? No! Never!"

"Did you just say "never"?", Hajime asked, a teasing edge in his words, but a smile spreading on his lips, matching the warmth that filled him and the pounding of his heart.

Kaburagi seemed about to deny it but, after a moment, cheeks pink and voice low but sure, almost defiant like he was challenging Hajime to disagree with him, he said " Yeah, so? Is there a problem with it?".

And really, Hajime felt more often than not the urge to kiss Kaburagi, but in that moment, having him so close, their bodies touching, flush against each other, his words filling his head, his mind unable to focus on anything that wasn't the fact that Kaburagi had basically just said that he wanted to be with him forever - well, Hajime didn't even try to resist the urge, and didn't think twice before leaning in again and closing the small distance separating their lips. They fit together perfectly in the most intoxicating way, immediately finding the right rhythm, moving against each other, parting and allowing their tongues to savor each other. It was messy and passionate, and everything Hajime wanted and needed in that moment.

"Just so you know", he murmured against Kaburagi's lips, breath short and heavy, "I don't plan on breaking up with you, either. Ever".

They weren't the words that Hajime had been dying to tell Kaburagi,  but they carried the same weight, and they were more than enough to know that even though they still couldn't say it, he and Kaburagi felt the same.

~ ~ ~

There were few things Hajime loved more than waking up with Kaburagi in his arms, snuggled up to him, his regular breath the only sound in his ears, their hands still linked together.

So he was more than a little disappointed when he woke up and found himself alone in the bed, the spot next to him still warm but undoubtedly empty.

He groaned, waiting for his mind and his body to catch up on the fact that he was awake, and turned around, blinking rapidly to shake sleep from his eyes and look for Kaburagi. He found him sitting at the desk, a focused expression on his face like he was completing an important and hard task.

Hajime just stared at him for a few long moments, studying him, the way he was worrying his lower lip with his teeth, the nervous way he was fidgeting, his fingers softly drumming on the desk.

But, as much as he always loved looking at Kaburagi, and a flustered Kaburagi was especially endearing and adorable, Hajime could see the signs of struggle on his face.

His mind went back to their conversation the night before. It's difficult, Kaburagi had said about whatever was tormenting him.

"Ehi", Hajime called, deciding it was time to come to Kaburagi's rescue and catch his attention.

He wasn't sure if laugh or roll his eyes at the way Kaburagi jumped out of his skin at hearing his voice, letting out a surprised "Aoyagi-san!" and finally looking at him.

"Don't scare me like that!"

"Like what?'", Hajime asked, voice still slow and sleepy, and this time he did laugh softly at how utterly adorable Kaburagi looked, with his hair still a mess and the face of someone who had just been caught red-handed. "I barely said anything".

He wanted to ask what was the matter, what it was that was still swimming aimlessly in Kaburagi's head and couldn't find a way to come out. But he knew that it would be no use, and that Kaburagi would most probably just react as he had done the night before, or like he was doing now, with nervous fidgeting and random blabbing about everything and nothing.

So, instead, Hajime got up and walked over to him, leaned down and cut off whatever he was saying by landing a soft kiss on his cheek.

Kaburagi's reactions to this kind of small affections were fascinating - the almost outraged shock at being interrupted, mixed with the embarrassment that still got the best of him sometimes and that tinted his cheeks of the most endearing shades of pink.

The way he touched softly his skin with his fingertips right where Hajime lips had been only a moment before, the small smile that raised on his lips - it was a kaleidoscope of emotions painted on his features, and Hajime knew he could spend the rest of forever just looking at him.

"Let's go for a ride", he said, cutting off his own train of thoughts.

Because he knew that if there was something that was bound to make Kaburagi think with a clear head about whatever was troubling him, that was taking his bike and go for a sprint.

And he hoped that, at that point he would be ready to let Hajime in.

~ ~ ~

"Aoyagi-san".

Kaburagi's voice was soft, low, broken by his laboured breath. Hajime looked at him, sitting next to him, eyes turned upwards to the blue sky over them.

He had been right - riding really seemed to have helped Kaburagi, be it because he had found a solution to his problem or because he had simply stopped thinking about it. Whatever the reason, Hajime was happy to see that the nervous fidgeting that had haunted him for the whole previous day had stopped.

"I miss riding with you", Kaburagi murmured, his lips turned into a bit of a scowl, his eyebrows knotted. The way he was looking at the sky, it seemed as he was looking for a way to change things, as if he could change that reality simply by wanting it enough. And, knowing Kaburagi, it probably wasn't too far from his actual thoughts.

Hajime could understand the feeling all too well, though."Me too".

"It's not fair", Kaburagi whined, and Hajime wanted nothing more than kiss away the pout on his lips. "We only had one year in the same team, that's not enough".

"If next year you come into this university, we could be on the same team again".

That caught Kaburagi by surprise. He tore his eyes away from the sky, sat up straight, and looked at Hajime. Eyes wide and mouth hanging open a little, the shock was clearly painted on his face.

"You'd want that?"

"Of course". Hajime thought about the possible future of him and Kaburagi living in the same campus, being able to see each other every day, being able to wake up next to each other more often, and finding again the excitement of racing together - and he thought that there were few things he wanted more than that.

"Do you?'

Kaburagi was nodding even before Hajime had finished speaking. Then he stopped, scrunching up his nose as he seemed to think about it for a few instants. "I don't know yet what I want to do, but... being close to Aoyagi-san, and being on the same team-", he cut himself off, but the radiant smile on his lips was telling enough of unsaid words.

Hajime felt his heart skip a beat, and he couldn't resist to leaning in and placing his lips softly against Kaburagi's.

When they separated, they stayed like that for a handful of long seconds, foreheads leaning against each other, until Kaburagi leaned back, putting some more distance between them. The troubled expression was back, as it was the fidgeting and the nervousness.

For a couple of times, it seemed like he was on the verge of saying something, but just couldn't bring himself to do it. His eyes were looking at anything but Hajime.

“Kaburagi...”, Hajime started.

Then suddenly a hand was being shoved into his face, and it took Hajime a few seconds to realize that it was holding something; then a handful of moments went by until he realized what that was.

A small, folded, piece of paper.

Maybe it was because of the surprise, or because he was still too caught on the feeling of Kaburagi's lips on his own, or maybe it was because, usually, it was the other way around, with himself giving him the note - but Hajime didn't notice immediately that that piece of paper was from the same old block where he used to write his notes to Kaburagi (and that he still had, keeping it on his desk and refusing to use for anything else – a sentimental gesture he couldn't really help).

His eyes moved from the paper to Kaburagi, and he saw the nervous embarrassment crystal clear on his face. It looked as if he was about to jump up, take his bike, and run away as far and as fast as possible.

And it was probably contagious, because Hajime could feel his own heart pounding in his chest, a lump in his throat, and his hand shaking slightly as he brought it up to take the note.

For a moment, he thought Kaburagi was going to take it back, but he didn't, he just let his fingers brush against Hajime's, the contact lingering for a moment too long, before letting his hand fall.

Hajime unfolded the paper, and his breath stopped.

He should have expected it, maybe, from the way Kaburagi had been acting the previous day, from their conversation the night before, from what they had been talking about just minutes before. Chuckling at himself, he thought that maybe he still wasn't as good as he had thought at reading Kaburagi.

I love you.

The three words stood out on the white page in Kaburagi's messy handwriting, clear and unmistakable, making Hajime's whole world stop for an interminable moment while his eyes caressed them over and over.

I love you. The words that he had been keeping inside for so long, catching himself before they slipped out of his lips, were now right before him. And it was Kaburagi, Kaburagi saying them to him.

He raised his eyes and looked at  Kaburagi, still nervous and embarrassed in the most adorable way.

That boy was going to be the death of him, Hajime knew it, and he couldn't be happier about it.

And, next thing he knew, he had moved forward in a swift motion and captured Kaburagi's lips, kissing him hard, his intoxicating taste making Hajime's already intoxicated mind even more of a mess.

"Me too", Hajime said in a breath when they broke apart. "I love you, too".

It felt freeing, being finally able to say it out loud, and it felt even better seeing Kaburagi's reaction to hearing them - furious blushing still spread on his skin, eyes shining and a smile curving his lips.

Then he looked away, embarrassment getting the best of him as it always happened in that kind of moments, when the pressure of feelings became too much for him to handle. Hajime didn't mind, though, he knew what Kaburagi felt even with his habit of ruining their moments.

"Of- of course you do", Kaburagi stuttered, but Hajime could still that he was still smiling. "I'm great, after all".

Hajime couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him. "You are", he agreed.

He reached out, taking Kaburagi's hand in his own and interlacing their fingers.

I never really stood a chance, he thought. He felt like he had been bound to fall for Kaburagi from the very first moment they had met.

He looked down at the note he still held in his free hand, and then at their intertwined fingers, and felt like the luckiest person ever.

#yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #aoyagi hajime #kaburagi issa #yowapeda fanfic #my fics #aokabu

[katzuyas]

hi! it’s same-face-in-every-selfie kat lmao I was tagged by @nikiviki for the 7 selfies of 2017 meme, so here’s my pick at why-tf-do-I-have-so-much-pink-lipstick year lololol thanks so much for the tag love 💕

I’ll be tagging my angel @tetsya bc I haven’t seen ur sweet face in ages and I need me some of that cute uwu, and then also: @theexitgarden, @relent, @maniacani, @saniika, and @tendou-satori if you guys feel like it!

the rest of the tag games are under the cut ^u^)b

tagged by @evenifidie thanks for the tag!!

Take an excerpt of your writing, put it into Google Translate, translate it into a random language, and then back into English, and see what you end up with!

ORIGINAL:

Yuuri's sleep warm and cuddly, and Victor wants nothing more that to keep spooning him until they can both wake up enough to exchange slow, soft kisses like they do on their days off. Sadly, it's not one of those days and they need to get up.

-- from a little something I have written for @domesticvictuuriweek

CEBUANO TO ENGLISH:

Yuuri's sleep is hot and vibrant, and Victor does not want to keep on blowing him until they both feel enough to move slowly, soft kisses like their days. Sadly, this is not one of those days and they have to get up. 

well the last sentence was underwhelming but victor blowing yuuri when he’s hot and vibrant in his sleep is definitely not the vibe I’m going for here ahahah lmao this was a bust

oh man I’m gonna tag ppl for it bc this was fun: @sagechan, @matsinko, @the-world-of-illyas-james, @shslshortie and @kaja-skowronek

tagged by @evenifidie thanks again!!

rules: post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic, original work, poetry, whatever floats your boat!) and tag the same number of people as there were words in the sentence 

One that Victor can't wait to be fulfilled.

lol good luck figuring out what this is

and I’m too lazy to tag for this one, sorry tcuhyjbnj if u want to do it, feel urself tagged tho! especially the ppl from the tag above! //winkwonk

tagged by @kaja-skowronek thanks so much for the tag, sweetheart 😘

1) HOW MANY WORKS IN PROGRESS TO DO YOU CURRENTLY HAVE?

posted and updated regularly only one (carry on), which is more of a drabble dump than a wip, but I’m working on 5 others which are eating me alive bc I have no chill whatsoever lmao

2) DO YOU/WOULD YOU WRITE FANFICTION?

been there done that still doing it lol

3) DO YOU PREFER PAPER BOOKS OR EBOOKS?

definitely books, there’s nothing better than the feel of turning the pages and the smell of paper and ink while ur gobbling up page after page, it’s awesome. would never change for anything else in the world. now if only we could get fics printed out as well I’d be in heaven

4) WHEN DID YOU START WRITING?

I was probably around 12-13, visiting my dad in the us, and I got completely swallowed by reading harry potter fics. that’s when it all started for me. and then when I got home I wanted to try my hand at it and... now here we are, almost 13 years later lol

5) DO YOU HAVE SOMEONE YOU TRUST THAT YOU SHARE YOUR WORK WITH?

I usually don’t like to share my work when it’s unfinished so it’s v rare for me to do so 

6) WHERE IS YOUR FAVOURITE PLACE TO WRITE?

my room, at night, when there’s peace and quiet and I can focus properly

7) FAVOURITE CHILDHOOD BOOK?

definitely harry potter, no runner ups

8) WRITING FOR FUN OR PUBLICATION?

the big dream is one day maybe publication but for now it’s just for fun

9) PEN AND PAPER OR COMPUTER?

used to be pen and paper, and then I’d be rewriting that mess onto the computer, but now I’m just too lazy and wtf pen&paper hurts my wrist so much how did I even take notes back in school this is ridiculous omg

10) HAVE YOU EVER TAKEN ANY WRITING CLASSES?

mm yea uni classes which were absolute shit eh

11) WHAT INSPIRES YOU TO WRITE?

everything, really. what inspires me? the colour of leaves in the fall, the snow sparkling on the ground in winter, the fog that doesn’t let you see further than a few meters before you, the chilling cold on the morning walks, the dark that’s brightened up only by the dim street lamps, the colour of the sky that isn’t really blue but tints into reds and pinks and oranges and purples

what gives me strength to write? the comments and tags on my fics, that’s the best reward after spending hours on creating something - to see that people love and appreciate your work, it’s awesome

this was a great tag so I’m gonna put a few other writers on the task ;3c I’m tagging: @evenifidie, @saniika, @matsinko, @rayrayswimusic and @nee-saan

tagged by @evenifidie thanks babe ur spoiling me 💕

list five of your favourite fics (that you’ve written!) and why you like them

have yourself a merry little christmas (make the yuletide gay) 

yoi | victuuri | nsfw | 9k the reason why I love it is v simple: it’s full of sweet, winter fluff and doting on vitya nikiforov which I always will put before everything else 🙏🙏

if there's a will, there's a way

yoi | victuuri | 17k+ this fic is my baby and I have such huge plans for it that I’m almost scared of writing it but gosh I love it? it’s a historical fantasy au which is totally something of a crown jewel in my writing imo and I’m super proud of what already is posted and what else is to come

to keep you warm   

yoi | victuuri | 8k it’s another one of my multiple fantasy au fics bc I live for those and I adore this one especially bc of the imageries, it gives me good vibes and I loved writing it, and I still love coming back to it every now and then

oh ye of so little faith

dna | miyusawa | 32k what can I say? it’s another fantasy au, yes, you guessed it lol I just really love them? and I love this one bc of the characterisation which I’m super proud of and the character development and the actual writing I put into this bc I worked super hard on it and it still pains me that it received only so little attention //sighs

The Matchmaker

hq | kurohina | nsfw | 73k oh gosh there’s so many things I can say about this one but I’ll stop at the most important one: it’s the longest fic I’ve ever written and I’ll forever be proud of myself for sticking it out and finishing it //pats myself on the back

this was actually pretty fun so I’ll tag @kaja-skowronek, @shslshortie, @the-world-of-illyas-james, @starrwinter, @thatravenclawnextdoor and @harmonization

tagged by @kaja-skowronek thank you!!

relationship status: can’t believe I’m actually typing this but... taken ;3c

favorite color: I don’t have only one, but I’m really in love with the pastels recently

favorite hobby: definitely writing!

last song: transit by takaaki natsushiro bc I’m rewatching yowapeda before new season hits

last movie: caught the last scenes of hp and the sorcerer’s stone last night on tv ;3c

top three shows: wow... that’s tough. yoi is definitely the top top, but the other two I’d say daiya and khr bc the nostalgia is strong these days

I’m not tagging anyone for this one, but if someone wants to do it, I’m tagging you personally ^u^)b

phew, this was a lot to go through yhchyvbjn I’m so bad at doing these orz I’m so sorry yall it’s been like months since some of these tags I’m a lazy shit ahaha anyway, thanks so much for all of it, I really loved these!!! 💕

#tag game #me myself and I #wow this was a lot #but I had fun #also an excuse to post my face is always a good one #hi I'm kat nice to meet yall face to face lol

[fyrapartnersearch]

Looking to pick up RP again!

Hello!! My name is Carmen, I have been a fan of RPing for many years. It's what got me into writing in general, but when it comes down to it I think I'll always prefer roleplaying. Something about creating a story with another person, little by little really appeals to me. Anyway...! I am generally open to just about any kind of RP. I like to experiment, but I also know what I like. I'm open to a wide variety of genres, though I have a soft spot for romance and fluff. Smut can be included, but if you want to RP smut you must be 18+. I would still love to RP with you if you happen to be younger, but please understand!  I enjoy M/M pairings, as well as F/F and M/F.  As for which fandoms I'm interested in at the moment... Yowapeda/Yowamushi Pedal: Big one! I adore most of the potential couples in the show, my favourites being TouMaki and MidoSaka! I would LOVE to RP these! (Again, I'd just be happy to RP Yowapeda so fans of any ship hit me up) Kuroko no Basket: Any pairing is fine again, though I love KagaKuro. Haikyuu: Rewatching currently. I love KageHina! Sailor Moon: I've actually never RPed as Sailor Moon characters, but I would love to. I ship most things, but I quite like Hotaru/Chibiusa and Usagi/Rei. Cardcaptor Sakura: I really enjoy Touya/Yukito! Every pairing in this show is cute though c': Outside of fandom roleplay, I am really interested in creating OCs together. Possibilities are endless! I am a college student, though I only have classes three days a week. I also do work part time, but I still have quite a bit of free time on my hands. I will almost definitely reply every day, if not multiple times a day.  I don't mind length. Long is nice, but I would prefer to keep it between 2 and 10 paragraphs, just to make it a bit easier to move along!! I'm located in Canada, though I'm not sure my timezone matters too much as I tend to stay up until weird hours. As for method, I like to roleplay through e-mail as it's easy and organized, though I don't mind Skype, or any other instant messengers. I would love to chat outside of our roleplay too, I love to make friends and it would definitely make our RP that much more enjoyable!  I guess that's about all? Thank you for reading my post and I look forward to our future adventures in roleplay! Please contact me at [email protected] if you're interested!

#oc rp #multiple paragraph #long term #email #messenger #smut rp #submission

[yoursalwaysfics]

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I’m easy to please lol I’m cool with whatever genre you wanna go for, but I think most of you know I have a soft spot for fluff and domestic stuff and smut. as for the stuff I’m into:

I’m sports anime trash (if you hadn’t noticed). close your eyes, throw a rock, and you’ll hit a character that I love and ship with Kagome. but some of my fave Kagome ships are:

KnB: Murasakibara/Kagome

DnA: Miyuki/Kagome

Free: Makoto/Kagome

Yuri on Ice: Phichit/Kagome

Ballroom e Youkoso: Sengoku/Kagome

All Out: Sekizan/Kagome

I can’t pick one for Haikyuu. there are too many

I’m also into Oofuri, Dive, Yowapeda, Days, Eyeshield 21

literally, just throw a rock. I’ll love it.

Mahou Tsukai no Yome

Lindel (I love that beautiful sass-master hermit)

Mystic Messenger

Jumin

Seven

Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun

Hori

Akagami no Shirayuki-hime

Obi

Izana

YuYu Hakusho (a classic)

Hiei

Kurama

Kuwabara

Yusuke

Boku no Hero Academia

Aizawa

The Royal Tutor

Kai

Eins

***these are literally just to give you an idea. if I’ve written it, I’m into it. if you follow any of my stuff, you probably know what I’m into, so go nuts

all of these apply whether you want to write or draw. though for artists, I will say that if you want to draw something from anything I’ve written (absolutely anything) I’ll die. I don’t care if it’s stick figures done in ms paint. I’ll cry.

#50% post #kagx secret santa #finally did my list~ #it looks like garbage and I ramble but there it is #I've been rewatching some stuff lol #I'm so sorry if you aren't into sports anime #since that's like half my interests

[kyotheawesomeelfprincess]

Notes on the world of my Yowapeda fanart

-Imanaru, t2, Ishimi, and toumaki are all considered canon. BC otps. 

IMANARU

-Imaizumi and Naruko are both pro cyclists, which gets confusing since Naruko changed his last name. But everyone still calls him Naruko, it’s easier that way.

-They have two adoptive sons, Ichijo (6) and Yamato (5). They’re also considering adopting a rabbit from Shinkai*...

-Lots of fluffy arguing and Naruko being semi-closeted and awkward about his relationship. 

*end up getting a small fluff named Pinarello. What losers.

SHINKAI

-Still racing sometimes

-But mostly breeding rabbits in a lovely farmhouse

-Usakichi is life

ARAKITA

-Graduated from Yonan and got his degree in Physics

-Sleeping around a lot

-Still an angry wolf

-Surprisingly got back into motorcycles

-Still riding his Bianchi all the time too

-Thinking about getting a black cat, and possibly kidnapping the one at Hakone so he can keep it.

-Aki-chan is living with him happily

-His apartment is so small but he wants pets Yasutomo slow down

-Living in Yokohama

ONODA

-Works in advertising for an anime distribution company

-But his English is so bad

-Still he works hard

-Visiting Imaizumi and Naruko enough that their kids call him Uncle Onoda/ Uncle Sakamichi

-Of course he lives in Akiba and still rides crazy long rides and climbs hills

-Constantly calling Maki

TOUMAKI

-surprise! Toudou followed Maki to England. For a while. He still has an inn to run, so he flew back and forth a good bit. He had to borrow a good bit of money from Arakita but it was worth it to see his spider bae

-Makishima makes strange avant-garde things that nobody gets but they sell decently so...

-Lots of travel. Pretty much all of it is between Hakone and London and back again, but they like to go other places too. Makishima makes sure to send Onoda pictures. (It was Toudou’s idea)

T2

-own a cafe that does very well, especially with tired cyclists since there’s always an old Cannondale and an old Corratec model always outside

-Ishigaki is actually a regular there.

-these two are everyone who meets thems GOALS.

-like they’re so in sync. its magic

-Aoyagi uses his artistic talent to make all the food and especially the coffee fancy af

ISHIMI

-Married. With a kid. Midousuji did not see that coming but he loves it so???

-Adoptive daughter named Ariana Midousuji (5-10 depending on work)

-Midousuji is v v overprotective because of his childhood

-Was v scared kids would make fun of her because she’s a foreigner, but she’s actually quite popular

-Ishigaki gets overprotective too but of course Midousuji is extra

-She’s thinking about riding but her dads are so crazy about it can u calm down

-Ishigaki has his own cycling shop. It does pretty well. Aoyagi and Teshima have to go in a lot since their bikes are getting old.

-Midousuji went pro but never races when he knows Imaizumi and/or Naruko are going to. That’s kimoi. 

-Surprise their kids go to the same school as Ariana.

MANAMI

-Is he living in the woods??

-He may be living in the woods.

-Nobody knows.

-Sometimes he just shows up at other people’s houses and crashes on their couch.

-It’s very strange

-Has learned to be more cautious around Usakichi. 

-Looks p much the same are we sure this kid isn’t some woodland sprite???

#thats all for now folks #yowapeda #yowamushi pedaru #yowamushi pedal #imanaru #narukoshoukichi #imaizumishunsuke #imaizumi #ishigaki koutarou #makishima yuusuke #toudou jinpachi #midousuji akira #kimoi #KIMOI KIMOI KIMOOII #cycling anime #nerds #fan art #nyeh

[blondthndrninja]

Wrote a small adorable drabble based on the Winter Fic Prompt: “You’re freezing! Let me warm you up!”, involving Makishima (Mama Spider) and Onoda. Hope you guys enjoy! 

Title: Warmth of the Spider

Rated: Everyone, K+

Pairing: None! 

If Kinjou had asked Makishima Yuusuke when his third year started if there was any chance he’d consider mentoring any of the kohai on the cycling team he would have brushed it off because no one met his standards when it came to finding a climber.

 That was until Onoda Sakamichi happened. Then he started to care. In fact, he cared a lot more than he should have, earning him the nickname ‘Mother Spider’ from Tadakoro. Makishima had chucked his empty water bottle at Tadakoro in response. He wasn’t a ‘Mother Spider’. He was just a senpai looking after his kohai and sharpening Onoda’s abilities so that he would be ready for the Inter High. That was all.

 Although it was nice to have someone call him ‘cool’ and to look at him with shining bright eyes. A change from the frightened looks he usually received from other students at Sohoku.

 They had all made it back to the clubroom after practicing in the cold windy weather. It had also begun to snow by the time they had reached the hill. The climb hadn’t been too bad…it would have been more of a pain in the ass if there was ice on the road.

 “Hey hotshot! Shut the door! It’s too damn cold!” Naruko shouted as he held his arms together, “Shit! Captain sure is a sadist making us practice in the cold like that.”

 “Shut up.” Imaizumi grunted irritably before sliding the door shut and making his way to his locker.

 Onoda was sitting on the bench undoing his gloves with shaky hands. Makishima frowned and made his way over to Onoda grabbing his hand to help slip off the glove, only to come into contact with Onoda’s icy cold skin.

 “Onoda you’re freezing, sho!” Makishima said and removed Onoda’s other glove taking his bare hands in his own.

 “W-Well...it is cold out Makishima-san.” Onoda said, “And I was wearing gloves so it’s okay.”

 “Those aren’t winter cycling gloves, sho!” Makishima made his way to his locker, “You need to warm up right now!” he said tossing Onoda his thick winter coat, “Put this on!”

 “Ehhh? Makishima-san, this isn’t necessary.” Onoda protested only to have Makishiama start wrapping his white and black fur-lined coat around Onoda’s shoulders.

 “Stay there.” Makishima said, “I’m getting you something hot to drink.”

 “Wait, Makishima-san…I-I have money…you don’t…” But Makishima had already left.

 “I’ll just pay him back.” Onoda said to himself as he wrapped himself tighter in Makishima’s coat, ‘Wow…his coat is really warm. I wonder how much it costs?’

 Minutes later Makishima returned and placed a hot cup of hot chocolate in Onoda’s hands, “Drink it.” He ordered.

 “Thank you, Makishima-san.” Onoda said taking a sip of the hot chocolate.

 “Oi, Makishima-san, you didn’t bring any for us?” Naruko asked.

 “Ask Tadakorocchi to bring you some, sho.” Makishima said dismissively as he sat down next to Onoda and wrapped a long arm around him.

 “U-Um Makishima-san…what are you…?”

 “Making sure you’re warm.” Makishima said looking at Onoda, “Drink all of it.”

 “Of course, Makishima-san.”

 Onoda’s cheeks were turning pink and Makishima’s eyes softened in relief as Onoda’s face finally got some color to it.

END

#makishima yuusuke #onoda sakamichi #mama spider and son #fluff #winter fic #makishima probably has an expensive coat #yowapeda fanfic #yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal fic #drabble

[previously-orokukarai]

For the fic ask game! 10, 14, 22, 32, 36, 41, 42!

10. Favorite trope/element/scenario in fic?

slow burn…

14. What tropes/elements/scenarios get you the worst?

when a character almost dies and you’re unsure if they’ll be ok and the usually stoic one gets really upset and you can see how much they care and then the character wakes up but they’ll need a lot of care… that sounds oddly specific but something like that.

... hurt/comfort. that’s what i was looking for.

22. Biggest turn-ons in fic?

i only really care for tofu nsfw but i like it when fu takes a more dominant role (or at least a less passive role). also nsfw with FEELINGS.

32. Favorite AU tropes?

um… i like it when you can see the research put in? even if it’s not perfect, i love it. that’s not a trope but i’m counting it.

36. Do you like crossovers? If so, favorite crossover?

they’re ok. it depends on who’s writing it. like your yowapeda/free! stuff (like your aramako fic) was really good and i enjoyed it, but it’s not usually something i seek out. i’ve written a few crossovers on request and my longest fic is a pmmm!dr au, though that’s just the dr characters in a universe with pmmm rules.

41. Favorite fluffy tropes?

quiet cuddles.

42. Least favorite fluffy tropes?

when it’s too ooc… i like fluff so i can’t think of many things that i dislike about it.

thank you so much for sending me questions!!

#die einzelganger

[axoxtxhxh]

Can’t it be You? - Chapter 6

Summary: Kinjou and Reader get another chance to talk while a couple surprise friends show up.

Kinjou x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: ~ 4,000

“What are you doing here?” Y/N asked Kinjou. Shinkai stood up and moved to her.

“Just take a deep breath and hear him out, “Shinkai spoke quietly to her then spoke to Kinjou, “I’m going to head home to change, I’ll see you guys later tonight.”

Y/N watched as Shinkai left, then brought her attention back to Kinjou sitting on her couch. She was about to speak, but he started before she could.

“I’m sorry.” He sighed. “I should haven’t said those things to you.”

She moved closer and sat on the opposite side of the couch. Y/N noticed they were in the same spots they were last night, but this was a very different conversation.

“I should have been more sensitive towards you.” He scooted a little closer to her and her breath caught. “You did something for me that I can honestly never repay you for. No matter how many shirts I give you.”

He laughed lightly at his own joke, but she didn’t smile. Instead she watched him struggle to find the right words.

“I guess I didn’t think that you would have feelings involved at all. It’s kind of stupid now that I think of it.”

Her eyes widened. Her heart felt like it was in her throat. Feelings? Does he know about her feelings?

“Did Shinkai say something to you?” she asked quickly.

“No, no.” He readjusted himself in his seat and put his hands in his lap. “I just meant from what you told me earlier… about having a relationship. I didn’t consider the difference in feelings a romantic relationship has over a platonic friendship. I’m sorry.”

He kept looking to her, hoping she would say something else, say anything at all to him. He hated that she felt bad, especially if she felt bad because of something he said or did.

“I… I don’t have much experience in romantic relationships and I should have been better prepared. That was my fault.”

He rubbed his hands over his thighs and it caught Y/N’s attention. He was wearing his jeans, but she knew what was under them and she started feeling hot as he continued rubbing. She quickly looked up at his face. He was looking at the coffee table, lost in his head.

“Y/N please talk to me,” he spoke softly, but she could still hear the pleading in his voice. “I’ll do anything. We can forget it happened if you want. I will never mention it again. But please, I can’t lose you.”

The last part came out in a whisper, barely loud enough for her to hear. She realized that he also wasn’t sure about how he was feeling and it made her heart sink. The idea that he had been feeling the same way she has these last two days hurt her. Regardless if they had romantic feelings for each other or not, they were friends, friends that barely let a day go by without speaking. She looked over at him and smiled. He was still looking at the coffee table, his hands folded in his lap. He looked worried.

Her need to make sure the people she cared about were okay took over and she slid over to where he was sitting and wrapped her arm around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder.

“It’s not your fault,” she said, “and I’m not mad at you.” She could feel the weight on his shoulder lifted as she spoke, his arm moving to her waist. He pulled her closer, holding her waist tightly and resting his head on hers.

“You don’t even know how happy that makes me.” He pulled away to look at her. “My head was all over the place these last two days. I thought I messed up somewhere or maybe took it too far, but you didn’t want to hurt me by saying it… I was really freaking out.”

He sighed and smiled at her. The relief on his face was so plain she felt guilty for prioritizing herself over him. He had just had sex, for the first time. Of course he would act weird afterwards, but she should have known better. He had been blaming himself this whole time and apologizing to her when she was the one who should have apologized.

“Kinjou?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you want to talk about it later? Us having sex, I mean… I know you understand how it worked.” She laughed, sitting up and facing him. She started playing with her fingers as she tried to find the words. “I just mean how you feel about it… I guess.”

She looked up at him, but he was only staring at her, not speaking. She thought maybe she wasn’t making sense and got uncomfortable.

“I just mean—I don’t mean that you need to… like, reflect on it or—I just mean I never had anyone to talk to when I first… maybe you’re feeling something emotionally that you want to talk about.” Great, now he is going to think you really do have feelings for him. “I mean, not like feelings-feelings, but if you—God, why is this so hard to say.”

“I know what you’re trying to say.” She looked up and he was smiling at her. “I would actually really like to talk about it with you.”

The relief she felt from hearing him say that made her smile. There was a small flutter in her stomach as Kinjou smiled at her, but she ignored it. Shinkai was definitely right. They really did just need to talk about it and she would feel better. She was already feeling better.

“What was Shinkai talking about?” she asked, “he said he was going to change first?”

“I invited you guys out tonight. Sorry, you were in the shower,” he said checking his phone, “We should probably get going soon. Some of the guys we knew from high school are in town and we’re all going out.”

“That sounds fun!” She stood up. “So I get to meet some of your old friends. I wish I knew and could have put on make-up or something.”

“You look beautiful,” he said matter-of-factly and she felt her face flush.

“I—I mean, I should still probably change,” she stuttered, sliding her hair behind her ears and walking to her bedroom.

She had no idea what to wear. If it was just her with a bunch of cyclists, it really didn’t matter what she wore, not to mention that this night was for them to catch up, she was just going to be a third wheel… or was it fifth wheel.

“How many people are going tonight?” she called to Kinjou.

“You, me, Shinkai, Arakita, and our two high school friends. Not much, I guess six. You really don’t have to put a lot of effort into how you look,” he reassured her, “I think we’re just going bowling and maybe karaoke or drinking. Just be comfortable.”

She put on her jeans and found one of her nicer blouses. It would work well enough. She really never had the chance to dress up and go out. It was kind of nice having a reason to do it now.

“Let’s go.” She stepped out of her room, moving the necessities from her main purse to her smaller one. Kinjou looked up from his phone.

“You look gr—oh wait.” He stood up and quickly moved to her, fixing her collar to hide the hickeys he gave her a couple nights ago. His fingers lingered over the marks until he moved them to her waist and she watched his eyes trace over her collar bones and neck.

“Maybe I should change.”

“No, no, you look great.” He put his hands in his pockets and looked up at her. “Should we go?”

They went to get food first. By the time Kinjou and Y/N made it there, Shinkai and Arakita were already sitting with the two friends from high school. Shinkai stood up and waved them over. He introduced them as Izumida and Imaizumi.

Shinkai was in the inside seat and sat next to Arakita and on the end was Imaizumi. Across from Imaizumi was Kinjou, Y/N, and Izumida sat on the inside across from Shinkai. Y/N spent most of her time going back and forth between both conversations. Arakita took some breaks to talk to her and then would join back in, yelling at something Shinkai or Izumida was saying.

She leaned into Kinjou’s conversation with Imaizumi and they joked about another person she didn’t know. Giving up joining, she reached in front of her for the plate of fries and started snacking as she listened in. When the conversation reached a point where she actually couldn’t follow anymore, she pulled out her phone. Before she could even unlock it, she felt Kinjou’s hand rest on her knee and rub circles. Her eyes went wide, her heart immediately racing. She looked over to him, but he was still talking and she wasn’t sure if he even realized what he did.

She tried to focus on the conversation to see if he was actively participating or if he was focused more on her leg, but she couldn’t think straight. Kinjou’s hand slid slowly up her leg, his fingers wedged in between the plushness of her thighs as his thumb rested on the outside.

She swallowed hard, trying not to think about how close he was to her core and how badly she had been wanting him there. He moved his hand to the other side of her further leg, pulling her closer to him. She didn’t know how any of them hadn’t noticed yet, her face was burning and she knew it had to be clearly visible.

She tried her best to ignore it, conversing with Arakita and Shinkai and trying to follow their conversation. Kinjou continued moving his hand, rubbing her legs in different ways that each time it felt like a whole new touch. Every time she looked over, expecting him to wink at her or do something to show he knew what he was doing, he didn’t. He just casually continued his conversation with Imaizumi as if he wasn’t turning her on under the table at the same time.

“Should we get going?” Shinkai started to stand up.

“Great plan.” Y/N jumped up and everyone jumped back. “Sorry, I really need a drink.”

“I don’t think the bowling alley will have alcohol.” Shinkai told her. “Do you want me to stop somewhere and get you something?”

“Oh really? I thought they might have a bar. Maybe I’ll just run to the convenience store downstairs.” She stepped out of the booth after Kinjou. “I’ll go with you.” Kinjou adjusted the collar of her shirt again and that definitely didn’t go unnoticed. She knew she should have just changed.

“Me too.” Arakita was standing up and pushing Imaizumi out of the booth. “Move faster!”

“We might as well all go.” Shinkai pointed out.

They paid for dinner and went to the elevator. It wasn’t very big and by the time nearly everyone tried to get on, Shinkai pulled Kinjou back next to him.

“We’ll wait for the next one.” Kinjou looked over to him with a questioning look.

The doors closed and they both watched as the elevator went from the fifth level to the fourth level before they spoke.

“You’re getting rather handsy,” Shinkai started, “Does that mean you spoke to her after I left her apartment?”

“Not yet.”

“Maybe you should calm down with how much you’re touching her.” Shinkai called the elevator back up.

“Why?” Kinjou turned to him, his eyebrows drawn together with worry. “Was she uncomfortable? She didn’t say anything.”

Kinjou looked down, his eyes searching as he thought back over the last thirty minutes. She didn’t seem uncomfortable, but then again, he didn’t really look over at her. She did jump up the second leaving was mentioned. Damn it, I made her uncomfortable.

“Should I apologize?” Kinjou stepped in the elevator after Shinkai.

“Honestly, I think you’re fine. If anything, you just confused her.”

“I didn’t want to confuse her,” Kinjou worried, “I was trying to flirt with her.”

“That’s your flirting?” Shinkai laughed as the elevator doors closed.

“What should I do?” He was rubbing his forehead.

“Look, I’m not going to tell you exactly what to do. She obviously sees something in you so you’re doing something right.

“I just want her to feel good. Should I compliment her? I already told her she looked beautiful.”

“You—” Shinkai stopped himself and laughed lightly. “You told her she looked beautiful? Not going for subtle, I see. I think you need to wait on any of that until you talk to her tonight.”

“Okay,” Kinjou nodded, “no complimenting yet.”

“If you want to turn her on though, just keep doing what you were doing.” Shinkai spoke quickly as they reached the first floor. “The fact that you’re not acknowledging her when you do it is good too, but don’t push it too far—Hey guys! What are we drinking?”

Shinkai walked out of the elevator and Kinjou followed. The others waited for them and they all walked into the convenience store.

Y/N had started a conversation with Imaizumi about how his first year of university was going. He wasn’t much of a talker, but he answered her questions and seemed interested in her talking about cycling.

The convenience store had a pretty large selection of alcohol and they each bought a drink and sat at the table outside. Kinjou couldn’t bring himself to sit next to Y/N at the table so instead he sat next to Arakita who sat next to her.

“Where’s the bowling alley anyway?” Arakita asked. “I don’t want to walk too much.”

“It’s not too far,” Kinjou responded, “just a couple blocks.”

“We should probably get going, it’s going to get busy.” Shinkai quickly finished his drink and stood up along with the others.

Y/N chugged her drink quickly, dribbling some of the liquid out of her lips and down her chin. Kinjou smiled at her, pulling a napkin from his pocket and wiping her chin.

“Thanks.”

“You’re so cute—” Kinjou immediately remembered not to compliment her and did his best to catch himself, “—clumsy. You’re clumsy… and messy.”

“Kinjou.” She looked at him, perplexed and slightly insulted.

“I’m sorry.” He looked down, confused, before he turned around and they followed the rest of the group walking to the bowling alley.

Shinkai was right, it was starting to get really packed. They took their names down and waited in the lobby for a free lane.

“Arakita!” A high-pitched voice called from around the counter. They all turned to look and Roxxy was making her way to the group.

Arakita groaned once her saw her, but once she approached the group, she turned directly to Kinjou and smiled, putting a hair behind her ear.

“Hi, Kinjou.” Her cheeks flushed a light pink.

Y/N could feel herself getting angry, her stomach starting to bubble. She felt someone grab her hand and assumed it was Shinkai since he must’ve known how she was feeling in that moment. She looked down and it wasn’t Shinkai’s hand, it was Kinjou. He quickly let go.

“Who are your two friends?” She turned to Imaizumi and Izumida.

“Some friends from high school.” Shinkai put his arms around Kinjou and Y/N as he answered her. “They’re visiting and we wanted to show them around.”

“Fun! It’s really busy tonight.” She looked around as if somehow, they hadn’t noticed the people. “I was supposed to meet some friends, but they canceled on me. If you guys want, you can join me with my reservation.”

Both Shinkai and Kinjou looked at Y/N. Arakita waved his hands ‘no’ behind Roxxy.

“I—I guess that’s—yeah, we can join.” This night just got bad.

“Great!” Roxxy bounced, clapping her hands. “I’ll go tell them. I’m on lane 16.”

They weaved their way through the crowd of people waiting in the lobby and got their shoes and ball, meeting at lane 16.

They were a couple frames in and Roxxy was up to bowl. She grabbed a ball that was too heavy for her and dropped it. Y/N rolled her eyes. She pretended to try and pick it up, but struggled.

“Kinjou, can you help me? I grabbed the wrong ball.” She smiled, looking back at Kinjou. He stood up and picked up the ball, putting it back in the ball corral. He looked directly at Y/N, trying to see what she was thinking and all he could see was her anger.

“This is going to be a long fucking game.” Y/N stood up. “I’m going to the bar. Imaizumi, come with me.” She grabbed his arm and pulled him behind her.

They got to the bar and she rested her head in her hands.

“You look upset.” He noticed.

“So you do know how to speak,” she joked. “Sorry, that was mean.”

“It’s fine.” He laughed. “I don’t really like talking.”

“Spectacular trait for a man.” She smiled and took a shot. “You must be great with the ladies.”

She handed him a shot and he shook his head.

“Come on, I think we both need to loosen up.” She handed it to him again and he took it and they both gulped the drinks down.

“So what’s with you and Kinjou?” He asked, taking a second shot from her.

“You mean Shinkai?” They clinked their glasses and drank.

“I mean Kinjou.” He raised his eyebrow and smiled.

“There’s nothing with us.” She thought about it. “I mean, I don’t think there is.”

“Well he spends a lot of time looking at you.”

“That’s just because we had s—I should let him tell you that story. Do you need another shot?” He shook his head. “Let’s go, it’s probably my time to bowl.”

Y/N sat down next to Shinkai and he leaned into her.

“We’re going to bounce after this, we’ve all had enough of her.” He whispered in her ear and she has never been happier.

…..

They all couldn’t wait to get outside and be done with bowling. Even Izumida was annoyed with the amount of times Roxxy ‘picked up the wrong ball’. The night was still young and they decided to hit a bar quickly on the way home. Most of them slowed down their drinking, knowing they had a race tomorrow and Y/N had already had a couple drinks and three shots so she got one drink to sip slowly on while they were there.

Seeing the guys with their high school friends really was fun. It was harder earlier on since she didn’t know what to say and they hadn’t had anything to drink at all, but having the experience of hating bowling to connect them, Y/N was able to join in more conversations with them. She even got Imaizumi to open up a bit more and dance with her.

At the end of the night, they were all saying bye. Y/N felt pretty sad because after a couple drinks, she really started enjoying talking with Imaizumi. They exchanged numbers and Imaizumi and Izumida both headed to the train station. Arakita was half asleep on the stool at the bar and Shinkai said he would get him home since they lived close to each other.

“Just us.” Kinjou smiled at Y/N. They were about a fifteen-minute walk to her apartment and having time to clear their head before getting to her place worked out nicely.

Y/N tossed her keys on the entry table and went to the kitchen for water.

“Do you want something to drink?” She asked Kinjou.

“I’m okay, thanks.” He walked to the couch. “Actually, can I have some wine or something.”

“Wine sounds so good right now.” She poured them both a glass and went to sit next to him on the couch. “Did you enjoy getting to see your old teammate?”

“I did. It seemed like you two got along too.”

“After he started talking, he wasn’t so bad.” She smiled. “Can I just say, I think it was a bad choice on my part to agree to play with Roxxy.”

“Such a bad choice. I kind of hate that I sort of brought her into our lives.”

“It wasn’t just you,” she said, “she has this thing for Arakita too. And she might even have one for Izumida now.”

“Well you handled the situation well. I only heard you say ‘fucking bitch’ twice.”

“You did not!” She swung the throw pillow at him.

They were both laughing and quickly realized they finished their glass of wine. Kinjou got up to get them some more.

He walked to the kitchen, opening up her refrigerator and pulling out the bottle. As he was pouring each of their glasses, he noticed all the photos on the refrigerator door. She had photos from when they all first became friends, different selfies from parties, some photos of Shinkai and Kinjou that she took for a photography class she had, even photos of Kinjou’s birthday party last year.

They had so many memories together. Telling her how he really felt was a risk, but she deserved to know. He needed to tell her. He left the wine glasses in the kitchen and moved to the couch to talk to her.

“Y/N…” He looked down at her and saw that she had curled up on the couch and fallen asleep. He smiled at how calm she looked, so peaceful and unbothered.

He took the throw blanket from behind him and unfolded it, laying it over her. He knew she hated sleeping with socks on so he pulled hers off and set them on the floor next to her.

“Y/N.” His voice was low. “Can you hear me?”

He watched and waited for her to move, but she didn’t. She stayed in the same position, her chest rising and falling evenly as she breathed.

“I have something I want to… something I need to tell you… Something I probably should have told you a long time ago.” He took a deep breath. “Y/N… I’ve had feelings for you since the moment I first met you.”

He waited again, watching to see if she moved or showed any sign of being awake. Nothing.

“When I first saw you at training practice three years ago, I was hooked. I didn’t think you would be interested in me then. I was eighteen and so nerdy and you were this enchanting goddess, so smart and pretty and talented. So, I waited, just taking my time getting to know you.”

He leaned back on the couch, remembering.

“When I thought that maybe you might say yes to getting coffee, it was already second semester and you were my TA. I didn’t want to put you in a weird place so I waited again. I had already waited three months so another three didn’t seem so bad. But then you and Shinkai started dating. I was a little hurt at first, but every time I saw you, you were smiling and it made me so happy to see you like that.”

He sighed.

“Then when you guys broke up, I wanted to give you time to yourself before I asked you out. It was really confusing because even though you broke up, you were always around each other and that’s when I figured out your arrangement and I felt weird asking you. Things like this kept happening until I just sort of stopped waiting and we became close friends. We hung out every day and I was really happy with that. Then at that party, when we danced and later when I kissed you… everything came back to me. All of it, all at once. I told myself for so long that it wasn’t going to happen, but it’s like I was able to believe again that maybe it would.”

He sat up on the couch and looked back at her.

“I’m in love with you, Y/N.” He smiled, being able to say it to her, even if she was sleeping. “So in love with you.”

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Yowapeda Fanfic #6

Título: Horóscopo: Piscis & Virgo

Pareja: T2 (Teshima/Aoyagi)

Género: Fluff, humor, friendship, romance…

Modalidad: One-Shot (4.001 palabras según Word)

Summary: Piscis y Virgo son signos realmente opuestos. Entonces, ¿Cómo sería su compatibilidad? 

¡Feliz cumpleaños, Teshima!

Wattpad ❤️

AO3  ❤️

#yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #teshima junta #aoyagi hajime #t2 #horoscopo #piscis y virgo #yey #finalmente lo acabé #teao #one shot #fanfic español #otp #spokon #fluff #yp anime #grisle fanfics

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Rating: Mature

Ships: Fukutomi Juichi/Kinjou Shingo, Arakita Yasutomo/Shinkai Hayato, Makishima Yuusuke/Toudou Jinpachi, Aoyagi Hajime/Teshima Junta, Kanzaki Miki/Tachibana Aya

Characters: Fukutomi Juichi, Shinkai Hayato, Arakita Yasutomo, Toudou Jinpachi, Teshima Junta, Aoyagi Hajime, Kinjou Shingo, Makishima Yuusuke, Tadokoro Jin, Onoda Sakamichi, Imaizumi Shunsuke, Naruko Shoukichi, Tachibana Aya, Kanzaki Miki, Shinkai Yuuto

Tags: Violence, Forced Medication, trans headcanons, Blood, mentioned transmisogyny, PTSD, therapy animals, mentioned animal abuse, Arakita's potty mouth, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, these tags make it sound a lot worse than it is tbh, Basically this is Desertpunk!Yowapeda, you don't need to know the killjoys canon, So many nicknames, did I mention guerilla graffiti artists Toudou and Makishima?

Summary: 

Every story starts with a question. Different questions for different tales, sure, but it always has to begin with something:

“When did the world start going to shit?”

“Why are we in the desert?”

“Who are the Fabulous Killjoys?”

Deceptively difficult to answer. The short version-- the half-lie and plastic truth-- is that the Killjoys were legends. Heroes of the broken. Scourge of that hell called “the Desert,” or Saviors of that haven called "the Zones". Depends on who you’re talking to.

The long version?

True to form, that would take a little longer.

[After over a year of having this sitting in my drafts, I finally finished + posted my MCR Killjoys AU prompt from SWAG 2016, lol.]

#Yowapeda #yowamushi pedal #fanfiction #Killjoys #ShinAra #FukuKin #Toumaki #T2 #AyaMiki #stella writes