#I'll cont this later. I'm tired.

[fduplegacy]

Adam drives nervously across the Stateline, Audrey fidgets with her sleeves and tries hard to not think about her hair being messy from the wind blowing it around wildly.

Adam had the AC turned off after the first 3 hours on the road, the silence in the cabin was thick as could be. The windows down were meant to be a way to fill their restless minds.

Audrey took a deep breath and closed her eyes, it was one of the few times in her life that her heart raced with too many emotions for her to handle. Adam wasn't too far from this either.

He gripped the steering wheel to control the shaking of his hands as he drove towards his mother's house. First time he'd be visiting her since he graduated college, about 5 years ago.

They'd talked on the phone, yes... but meeting in person with her was for special occasions only. Life or death situations, important diagnoses and... milestones.

And oh, what a milestone this was.

Audrey gulped as quietly as she could, there was a brewing feeling of dread in her belly as her hands fidgeted. Her fingers gently caressing the promise ring on her left hand. It was a modest band, a replica from a movie they both loved. She had been shocked the minute Adam showed up with it to her house. It had been a quiet night, and he had let her know that he'd be arriving late after a hunting trip.

To her surprise, he'd arrived clean, just as he had left. Nervous as all hell as he put away his duffel bag and rummaged the pockets on his jacket. He had avoided eyecontact with her until after he had showered and got into bed with her, when he proceeded to hold her so tight her bones creaked.

This, wasn't unusual. Audrey had gotten accustomed to his rough treatment and came to cherish it deeply. She had been, however, concerned with his silence. It had felt so different from before, she worried he might have made an unfixable mistake, as he called them.

But no, his odd demeanor was due to his nerves as he presented with a shaky hand, a small red box, containing the ring she now proudly wore on her hand. A promise for engagement in the near future. Why a promise and not a straight up engagement? Because they had to get his mother's approval.

A stern, tough, and traditional woman who lived a couple of states over. Adam had said she was a fair and kind woman, she loves him to bits and always made sure his childhood was memorable and good. Then again, she was also a strict being, holding Adam and his father up to the highest of standards, oftentimes impossible to achieve.

Audrey held back a comment on Adam's hunting tendencies being an outlet of sorts to his mother's rules. It wasn't her place to comment, so she didn't. The matron's traditional values, however... were what was making both of them jittery.

Lucille Carter was a firm believer of a pure marriage. And Adam had been conveniently forgetful of this idea since he first met Audrey. Which wouldn't be a problem, except both him and Audrey were terrible liars. And his mother was almost a guideline on how the CIA did interrogations, had they not considered her tactics cruel and inhuman.

Audrey felt more and more lightheaded the closer they got to their destination. She hadn't eaten anything since departing Illinois, too nauseous to stomach any food at all. Adam was concerned, of course, but he knew forcing her to eat wouldn't do either of them any good. And it's not like he was any better off either, he could barely drink the coffee they packed that morning. More so with how shaky his hands were, drinking it was probably a terrible idea.

"We'll be fine," he reassured her, although he may have been saying it more to himself than her.

"You don't sound convinced..." she mumbled, watching how the trees passed them by at a high speed.

"We just have to skirt around the topic if it comes to it... besides, you're a quiet girl. She'll like you." He said with a shrug.

"What a consolation. I feel like she'll get one good look at me and call me a whore without even saying hello." Her eyes went to her lap, focused on the shiny ring embracing her finger, almost feeling calmer at the sight of it.

"No, she won't call you a whore... she's more traditional, so maybe a wench for sure." He joked, glancing at his side and hoping to see her smile as well... instead he just found a grimace and a nervous inhale of breath. "Sorry... I was joking." His right hand let go of the steering wheel to hold her left. She squeezed it nervously.

"Bad timing." She said with a sigh.

"I promise it won't be terrible." He tried reassuring her again, bringing her hand to his lips to kiss her knuckles. She let it happen. Somehow managing to drop some of the tension in her shoulders. "You didn't eat any breakfast today..." he mumbled as he nuzzled her hand, hoping it helped nudge her towards the snacks in the icebox by her feet.

"My throat feels constricted with nerves. I can't get anything down." She argued "I feel the pills making a hole in my stomach, but I just can't bring myself to eat," she scooted closer to him, leaning her head in his shoulder as he drove.

"At least try to drink something. You'll be close to, if not passed out by the time we get there if you don't eat." He grimaced, concerned for his soon-to-be fianceè.

"Let's stop by a rest and get something. I can't look at those Danish pastries anymore or I'll puke air." She whined. Which was concerning to Adam since she loved those pastries. Never before had he seen her turn down a chance to eat something sweet. Her nerves were very real, then.

"If we stop now, we won't arrive until tomorrow." He said, amusement in his tone.

"How is that a problem?" He could feel her smile more than see it.

"Putting it off is only going to make it worse..." he squeezed her hand briefly.

"Just... just today. I'll be brave tomorrow. I promise." She urged. He could feel her hand shaking in his. He didn't blame her.

"You're always brave. Come on, do this for me?"

"I've done worse for you, let me have this one." She pleaded.

"Cherry..." there was something slightly playful in his stern tone.

"Adam... please."

"Eat something and I'll consider it."

"But I can't!"

"Then no,"

"I'm begging you. When have I ever done that?"

"That's why I'm enjoying it." He smirked, kissing her knuckles again, never taking his eyes off the road.

"We can stop once we reach Detroit,"

"But that's where we're headed..."

"Exactly, mom is already waiting for us, and I'm sure dinner will be ready by the time we arrive."

"You're horrible."

"Mhm, yet you choose to be with me."

"Who else would tolerate me?"

"Anyone with taste and common sense"

"Now you're just sweet talking me."

"Me? Never..."

"Why are you in such a hurry for me to meet your mother?"

"I can't make you my wife until she knows you, now can I?"

"Yes you can,"

"But where would the drama be if I did that? I need to know how you act under real pressure to be sure you're the one."

"Right. Because being on trial for a murder you commited is not real pressure..."

"There's nothing scarier than inlaws, anyone will confirm that to you."

"Lucky you, you don't get inlaws."

"Come on now, I've met your father's ashes. They seemed to like me."

"Har-har, you had it easy. You wouldn't have lasted 3 seconds had you met him while he lived."

"I promise you, with my entire heart... she's not as bad as it seems."

"No, but she will be once she finds out all you've done to me."

"Audrey..."

"One question from her and everything we've done on the porch chairs, on the kitchen counter, the top of the washing machine, in the attic, on the hammock in the shed, over my mother's grave, inside the truck..."

"Princess of mine... stop."

"Why? Afraid you'll be thinking of it when she asks and spill the beans?"

"That, and the memories are starting to stir me. So please, refrain." He said as he shuffled in his seat.

"Fine... but I can't guarantee I won't go nonverbal if she asks."

"I honestly prefer that to either of us blurting out everything." He said with a sigh.

"Me too. I can only hope." She took a deep breath before hugging his arm close to her chest.

[pinkthick]

Hi!

Can you write a fanfiction with Surgeon Strange and Y/N who are in a relationship and Y/N finds out she's pregnant because a colleague of hers from the hospital needed help with some students since it was their first day they will use the ultrasounds and Y/N and other nurses/doctors were the ones the students practied on.

Prompt nr 18 angst "Hey, hey it's okay. Breathe,"

Thanks! (Sorry if I have grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language.)

I AM WRITING THE REQUESTS 🙏🙏 (finally, I know) Thank you for your request!

Hey, it’s okay

Pairing: Surgeon!Stephen Strange/ Fem!Reader

Summary: As the room buzzed with a mix of laughter and surprised murmurs, Stephen, still engaged in a conversation with Maria, glanced at the ultrasound screen wanting to see what was all the fuss about.

Stephen and Y/N sat in the bustling hospital cafeteria, their scrubs slightly wrinkled from the day's hectic surgeries as they enjoyed a rare lunch break together. The clatter of trays and the hum of conversations filled the air around them.

Y/N sighed, exhaustion evident in her voice, "I'm already tired." Her eyes spoke volumes of the long hours and demanding nature of their medical profession — which they loved of course, but sometimes it was too much.

Stephen, his piercing gaze softened, chuckled in response, "But you actually slept last night. Like 8 hours of full sleep." He affectionately reached across the table, gently squeezing Y/N's hand.

Despite his attempt at reassurance, Y/N shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips as she was poking at her salad, "Still feels like I didn't sleep." She took a bite of his sandwich, the hospital's ever-present fluorescent lights casting a glow on her fatigued features.

As they shared the worn cafeteria table, conversations around them blurred into the background. Stephen studied Y/N with concern, his thumb tracing comforting circles on her hand, "You've been pushing yourself, love. Maybe take a day off soon?"

Y/N nodded "I know, but we're short-staffed, and Stacy will complain if I leave her alone, even for a day.” She sighed, leaning back in her chair, her tired eyes meeting Stephen's caring gaze. His attempt to respond was cut short as Tiffany, a lively colleague known for her cheerful spirit, slid into the seat next to Y/N, disrupting the tranquility of their lunch. "Mind if I sit here?" she asked with a playful grin.

Y/N chuckled while Stephen was giving Tiffany a side-eye, "You already are." Stephen rolled his eyes slightly irritated by the interruption. "Aren't you supposed to teach the ducklings today?" he asked, his tone tinged with annoyance.

Tiffany shrugged, her grin widening, "Well, I am, but I need a person since Nicole got sick. It's ultrasound training day, and we really need another woman." She flashed a pleading look at Y/N, who exchanged a glance with Stephen, silently seeking his opinion. Y/N hummed, "It depends. What exactly do you need help with?"

Tiffany leaned in with a grin "They're practicing on the ultrasound, and we need someone to guide them. Make sure they're comfortable, you know?" He gave a subtle nod to Y/N before she turned back to Tiffany "Alright, I can help. Just give me a few minutes to finish lunch." Her face lit up with gratitude, "You're a lifesaver, Y/N! I owe you one." She quickly excused herself, heading back to the bustling hospital corridors.

Stephen sighed, his playful annoyance evident, "Well, there goes our lunch break." Y/N laughed, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze, "We'll catch up later.”

Stephen sighed, a hint of melodrama in his tone, "My last surgery is at 11 PM, that is if the others go right. It will be a lifetime before I'll see you again." Y/N, amused by his theatrics, quirked an eyebrow, "A bit dramatic, don't you think?"

He grinned, stealing a forkful of her salad, "I thought it was the normal amount." Y/N chuckled, swatting his hand playfully, "You're such a dork." she shook her head, making a smile appear on his face as he continued “But seriously, we need to find some time for ourselves. Maybe a weekend getaway or a quiet dinner?" Y/N smiled, appreciating his effort to bring a touch of balance to their lives, "Sounds like a plan.”

As they prepared to part ways for the remainder of the day, Stephen leaned in kissing her, softly at first, and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made her cling to him. Breaking away, Stephen smiled at Y/N, his eyes reflecting both love and understanding. "Take care, okay?" he whispered, his hand gently caressing her cheek.

Y/N nodded, reciprocating the warmth in his gaze. "You too," she replied, stealing one more kiss before they both left the cafeteria.

Y/N made her way to the room where the medical students were gathered for the ultrasound training. Upon entering, she found Tiffany already there, coordinating the session. The room buzzed with the anticipation of learning, and Y/N could see around 15 medical students eager to enhance their skills.

Other colleagues from the hospital, including Maria and Sarah, were seated on chairs beside the ultrasound machines, ready to guide and support the students. The hum of conversation and the soft whirr of the ultrasound machines filled the room as Y/N joined the circle of mentors. Tiffany greeted Y/N with a grateful smile, "Thanks for helping out, Y/N. We're about to start. If you could take this group here," she gestured to a cluster of students, "that would be great." Y/N nodded, rolling up her sleeves and joining the students.

As Y/N took her place among the instructors, the room buzzed with anticipation. The medical students, filled with a mix of nervousness and enthusiasm, looked up to their mentors. Y/N exchanged encouraging glances with her colleagues, silently conveying the importance of this teaching moment.

The ultrasound training session unfolded, with Y/N and the other experienced doctors guiding the students through the intricacies of the procedure. In the midst of explanations, demonstrations, and hands-on practice, the room became a dynamic space of shared knowledge and collaboration.

As the ultrasound training continued, two hours had already passed. Stephen appeared in the doorway, accompanied by Billy, his assistant, holding a cup of coffee. Stephen, engrossed in a conversation with Maria, one of the ER nurses, spotted Y/N and gave her a little wave. Y/N, seated in the chair where the ultrasounds were stationed, smiled back at him.

Meanwhile, Patricia, one of the students Y/N was mentoring, was making impressive progress. She confidently manipulated the transducer, moving it around Y/N’s skin. "So, that's the liver, and... that was your gallbladder, stomach?" Patricia asked, seeking confirmation. Y/N nodded with approval, "Yeah, good job." Patricia beamed, a sense of accomplishment evident on her face.

Patricia continued to explore with the transducer, gaining confidence in her newfound skill. "I really thought it was going to be harder, but it's pretty easy," she remarked, glancing at Y/N with a proud smile. Y/N chuckled, "I told you so." The atmosphere in the room was light and filled with the excitement of learning. Patricia, still moving the transducer, continued her observations, "And that's your uterus..."

However, Y/N's initial amusement faded as she caught sight of the ultrasound screen. A wave of surprise and disbelief washed over her face. That was a pretty clear image of a fetus, around 4-5 weeks. She stared at the screen for a moment, processing the unexpected discovery. Tiffany, noticing Y/N's reaction, laughed, "No way." The realization spread across the room, and soon, the entire group of medical professionals and students turned their attention to the ultrasound screen, curiosity and disbelief etched on their faces.

As the room buzzed with a mix of laughter and surprised murmurs, Stephen, still engaged in a conversation with Maria, glanced at the ultrasound screen wanting to see what was all the fuss about. His coffee slipped from his grasp involuntarily, crashing to the floor with a clatter. The unexpected scene had caught him off guard. Y/N, stood up abruptly, excusing herself from the group. The room fell into a brief silence, the atmosphere shifting from amusement to a more solemn acknowledgment of the emotions at play.

Stephen, realizing Y/N's distress, swiftly followed her out of the room. Catching up with her, he gently placed a hand on her shoulder, "Hey, hey, it's okay. Breathe." Y/N, her emotions welling up, turned into his comforting embrace, tears streaming down her face.

Y/N, her emotions pouring out, cried softly, burying her face into Stephen's chest as he held her close. Her words trembled, "I thought that we were—safe, Stephen... I—" Stephen tightened his embrace, soothingly running his hand over her back. "Shh, hey, it's okay," he whispered, understanding the weight of the unexpected revelation. He gently pulled away, cupping her face to look into her eyes. "Let's go to the rooftop to get some air, okay?"

Nodding, Y/N allowed him to guide her towards the elevator. The hospital corridors blurred as they ascended, finding a temporary refuge from the whirlwind of emotions on the quiet rooftop. Once there, the cool breeze and the distant hum of the city provided a backdrop to their conversation.

Stephen held Y/N close as she continued to cry, gently kissing her forehead. "Accidents happen, Y/N," he murmured softly. "We were safe, but maybe a condom broke or... I don't know."

Y/N, her voice wavering, confessed, "I didn't even notice I missed my period. I—what do we even do?" The weight of the situation hung in the air, uncertainty clouding their thoughts. Stephen sighed, his fingers tenderly brushing through her hair, "First, we take a deep breath. Then, we talk about it. We have options, and whatever decision you make, we face it together. You're not alone in this."

Y/N's tears flowed more freely, her emotions intensifying. Stephen held her even closer, offering comfort in the face of uncertainty. "Oh darling, it's going to be okay," he whispered, his words a soothing melody amid the turmoil.

Y/N shook her head, overwhelmed by the weight of the situation. Stephen gently wiped away her tears, encouraging her to take a moment. "Just try to breathe," he urged. Y/N, taking a shaky breath, admitted, "I'm scared." Stephen, still holding her close, chuckled softly, "Me too." Stephen pressed his forehead against Y/N's, their breaths intermingling in the quiet space of the rooftop. "But it's going to be okay," he whispered, his words filled with unwavering certainty.

Y/N, still gripped by fear and uncertainty, voiced her doubts, "You don't know that." Stephen tenderly brushed his thumb over her cheek, "But I do. As long as we're together, everything will be fine. You'll see."

Y/N, overcome with emotion, tightened her embrace, burying her face in the crook of Stephen's neck. "Okay," she whispered, the vulnerability in her voice revealing a silent acceptance of the reassurance he offered.

They would be okay.

Notes: I’m going to be honest, I’m not really proud how this turned out😭

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[dearmura]

through my eyes

☆ cw. some swearing, not beta read (horrible grammar)

☆ pairings. bf! Ni-Ki × gn! reader

☆ synopsis. Riki just finds you so stunning that he can't resist drawing you to capture your beauty

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

"Ki! The movie is set up! I made popcoorrn!" You stretch your last word out in an attempt to convince the boy to join you

Not even a second later, you hear the sound of shuffling growing closer to you, followed by the boy's tall figure appearing, rubbing his eyes adorably

"Did you say popc-?" His lit up face shifts as his jaw drops an awe, stopping dead in his tracks.

"Do I have something on my face?" You ask in a worried tone, opening your camera app

Titling your face side to side, you check for a bug or sauce stain to no avail

At this point, Ni-Ki is practically drooling, staring at you like you're the Mona Lisa herself

"No no, nothing. It's just...you're so stunning, f*ck, angel" He whispers his last words, almost as if you knocked the air out of his lungs

You chuckle softly, hiding your face in your hands

"Stop, I just did my nightly skincare. I'm barefaced and have my strawberry jammies on, Ki, and now is the time you decide to drool over me?" You deadpan with a giggle, still hiding you blush

He slowing approaches you, gently pulling your hands away from your face, cupping your cheek

"Please don't hide your pretty face, angel. And, for your information, I love your strawberry jammies" He whispers with a soft chuckle, his gaze never faltering

Your breath hitches, your face turning impossibly redder

Just as you're about to respond, he stands up

"Hold that thought, love. I'll be right back" He says before scurrying off into his room, leaving you in confusion

A few moments later, he comes back with a sketchbook and pencil, approaching you once more

"May I?" He asks, ghosting his hand under your chin, you nod with a gulp at his proximity

He gently tilts your chin upwards, softly tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before stepping back, doing that artsy thumb thing 👍🏻👎🏻

You giggle at his antics, trying your best to hold your position

He couldn't help but crack a smile after seeing yours, placing a soft kiss on your nose before sitting across from your figure

"Now, hold still for me, darling. Let me know if you're getting tired, alright?" He asks softly before starting. You nod slightly, not wanting to mess up his angles

You soon hear him scribbling softly onto the paper, finding the sound of the pencil hitting the parchment soothing

You smile in content, the blush never leaving your cheeks

"You're doing so good for me, love. That's it" He reassures, checking in with you, knowing how uncomfortable it must be for you to sit there so still

A few more minutes pass by and you hear his strokes becoming less frequent, signaling he was almost done

Your muscles started to slightly ache at this point, so you slightly tilt your head to crack your neck

"Heeyy don't move baby, I promise it'll only take a bit" He cutely whines with a chuckle, you knew he wasn't seriously upset

You can't help but giggle, trying hard to stiffle your laugh but failing when glancing at his little tongue poking out of his mouth in concentration

Before he can say anything, you quickly apologize, going back to your previous position

You see him smiling to himself like an idiot as he adds the finishing touches

"Aaand...done!" He punctuates his last word with a tap of his pencil on the page, tucking the notebook to his chest sneakily, his eyes meeting yours

You sigh in relief, he admires you with a gleam in his eyes as you get up to stretch

You mirror is position on the couch, staring right at him in curiosity

"Can I see?" You ask, crawling toward him slowly with a stupid smile on our face

He grips the sketchbook tighter to his chest, shaking his head cutely

"Only if you give me a kiss right, here" He teases, tapping at his cheek

You roll your eyes, placing a soft kiss where his finger was, hearing him hum in content

"And here" He points to the other cheek

You sigh, placing a peck on his cheek once more

"And h-" He points to his lips, about to finish but you interpret him instead

"I'll be the judge of that" You tease, trying to sneak a peak at his sketch

He sighs, "fair"

Slowly handing the sketchbook to you, he looks away, curling into himself in embarrassment

As you look down as his work, a tear can't help but roll down your cheek

Around your face were little hearts, along with arrows pointing out little details of your face, you read them one by one

An arrow pointing to your birthmark reads 'my favorite little chocolate chip <3'

An arrow pointing to your eyes read 'the most gorgeous ones on Earth, could get lost in them for hours'

Every strand of hair, scar and birthmark had little notes pointing out his love for each and every one

Another tear rolls down your cheek

He hears you sniffling and quickly cups your cheeks with a worried look

"Are you alright, angel? Did I say something mean? I didn't mean to offend you. Do you not like th-" His rambling it's quickly shushed by your lips

Gently putting his sketchbook to the side, you straddle him, sitting on his lap, never breaking the kiss

Playing with the hair on his nape, you can't help but smile into the kiss

"I'm not upset, Ki. I'm just so happy to have you. Thank you, love" you whisper before colliding your lips onto his, addicted to the feeling

His hands gently find their way to your waist, he whispers

"You mean the world to me y/n, you have no idea. When I saw you just then, it's like the world stopped for a second. You're so *kiss* so *kiss* f*cking *kiss* gorgeous, angel *kiss*"

You giggle, burying your face into the crevice of his neck, placing a gentle kiss below his ear, whispering

"I love you so much, Ki"

He softly pulls you from his neck and holds your chin, leaning his head so your foreheads meet

"I love you too, angel" placing a soft kiss on your temple, holding you close with a hum

I'm delulu pls help😓

[sasukimimochi]

So...i'm getting very attached to this Traveler LWJ LMAO

to explain tho these are the lan wangji designs for the two mermay au's cuz i have a bunch of little prompts to write and wanted some better mental visuals so i really wanted to do some designs haha- they're from the same worlds but the only difference is he's human in one and not in the other so i can get more creative with prompts. if i need to i might create a human counterpart for merji later but i dont think i need one yet.

i wanted to draw Traveler LWJ with merxian but i got too tired (i'm also supposed to be up by 1 and its past 9 am now i'm gonna die)

i couldn't get quite happy with merji but ehhhh? i think its just not my fav sketch. i dont dislike the design i think i just dont like the way i drew him (mainly his hair it's always his hair lmao)

but anyway i made two au's for all those mermay prompts-- the merji one has no development and its only aesthetic so maybe i'll get ideas after writing some about it. i wanna do some loose coloring for it before i do write any of them but for now this is enough for the first one i wanna write later lol

if you wanna see the process i streamed these on twitch!! these are the vods (i had to stop and start again cuz another crash happened, but luckily people were there to catch it this time!)

anyway that's all thank you guys for coming to the stream!!

im too tired to think of more things to say lmao (the au's don't have a name...time to think)

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Merji/Travelerji WIP (You are here). Wangxian Prompt 1 WIP Merxian sketch / Merxian 1 (nudity & wips included) Merxian 2 (sfw) / Merxian 3 (B&W) Wangxian Prompt 1 cont. sketch

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I created these two mermay au's for the mermay prompts i'm going to write.

Check out more art of this/other MDZS Projects on my masterpost! ❤

[simiansmoke]

@alittledetermined cont

Somehow that makes Mario laugh, a surprised one at that. They have more in common than that! Isn't that obvious. The two of them clash so often because they are both damn right competitive. The two of them fight so much because they both have a short fuse. And the two of them actually have quite a kind and caring heart underneath all the bluster. 'DK. We have plenty in common.' He says softly. 'Perhaps even a little too much.' A gentle pat to the kong's back. 'I mean we fight, sure. But I dunno-' He sways a little; how to word this in a way that DK won't make fun of him...'I'd like to think we're good friends. I come to visit you, don't I? And you visit me. We sometimes play games and yeah we disagree a lot. But that's no reason for us not to be friends.' A moment. 'And you can talk to me about most anything.' A sincere smile. 'Except maybe your biceps, I get a little tired of hearing about that.' A playful smirk, and a nudge to say, I'm just teasing.

Flinching slightly when just a peak of insecurity is met with a laugh of all things, DK swallows a growl but does little to tame the warning in the side-eye he shoots Mario's way. If explanations didn't appease him, something was going to get smashed. His fur flinched around the glove used to give him a pat, a reactive shield of its own sort that doubled as armor for keeping out fleas as well as lingering thoughts.

"Uhh...I don't follow? Last I checked I wasn't 5'2 with a mushroom phobia and a big ol' crush on a princess." His usual vitriol is a little more tame - and a least spoken with an 'inside voice'. "I mean -uh...no offense." Eyes rolling at the effort it took to keep the conversation halfway tame, he reaches up to absentmindedly bop at and twirl the end of his hair curl as he gives the plumber's words a big ol think.

"Hmm...here I was just thinking you were great at tolerating me barging in unannounced." A snort later, he glances over to meet a weirdly sincere smile and felt his face heat up a bit with a bit of embarrassment. "W-well!" He sends a little punch to the ground in front of him, shoulders squaring. "MAYBE...I'll let YOU talk to me about anything." Satisfied with that, he gives the plumber a little side smirk of his own.

"No can do. Biceps will always be relevant!" And he demonstrates why by popping one out between them and making it dance. "Plus if you can get yours big enough to do this, we can make it into a secret handshake. But with biceps." Bicepshake.

[theravencawsatmidnight]

Pink Chains (cont.)

Kyotani owns a grunge /punk apparel shop after leaving the Sendai Frogs after a incident with the Black Jackals. He designs his own clothes and hires Oikawa & Iwaizumi as his employees. Everything goes smoothly for awhile, till you walk in; pink dress, big smile , and bubbly personality. His whole life stops in that moment. 

Punk! Kyotani x Bubbly F! reader. Aka my favorite cliche trope. It lives in my head every second of the day.

Brief Violence

The rest of the first half and all ive got so far ! / first half at the bottom !!

Your home was a cheap studio apartment not far from the college; a small studio with a cute bed by the window , a table with a bunch of markers with a big sketchbook sitting in the middle . You had the basic needs and a little couch in the corner but no tv , but there was a little pink cat bed next to the couch.

Kyo stuffed his hands in his pockets looking around the studio , it was weird being in a small studio for him since he has a home . Everything seemed shoved into one or two spots. He sat down on the couch and you were looking a little embarrassed, fussing with your dress .

“I know its not much but ! Its my little space heh, Mocha is probably in her little house sleeping. She will wake up soon though now that im home !!!” You picked up some clothes out of a basket. “Ill be right back , make yourself at home!”

“Okay sweetie.” He leaned forward dipping his head down to look in the cat hut . He could see a tiny kitten sleeping in it and smirked leaning back into the couch getting comfortable, well as much as he could in tight jeans. Kyo peeled his jacket off and pulled his phone out to check it .

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Mattsun/ picture

Oikawa/ OOOOOO

Iwaizumi/ i knew pink was your color

Kyotonai/ guess where i am

Iwaizumi/well i dont see you so not at home

Oikawa/ are you at her house ?!?

Kyotani/yep, invited me to stay the night

Mattsun/ oh my , how adult

Kyotani/ shut up Mattsun

Oikawa/ hope you brought condoms

Iwaizumi/ be gentle with her

Kyotani/we aint gonna fuck i just didint want to leave yet

Oikawa/ 😙😙😙😗😙😙😙

Mattsun/ 😳😳😳😳😳

Iwaizumi/ 😒

Kyotani / i hate all of you

Iwa,Kawa, Mattsun/ 💕💞♥️

Kyo put his phone on the table when he saw you come out of the restroom, you were wearing a red panda shirt and matching shorts . Mocha emerged from her home too and meowed for attention . Kyo could not stop looking at you, so cute, so , so cute..

“Mocha! “ you bent down and picked up the brown kitten taking a seat next to Kyo to show him. “Shes a rescue ! I saw her all alone and i just had to help her.”

Kyo took the kitten from you and set it on his lap to pet her. “Shes cute” he leaned back tugging at his jeans trying to relax.

“Whats wrong?” You asked, Kyos lap to pet the happy kitten.

“Had these jeans on all day, i dont want to.. make you uncomfortable.”

Mocha nuzzled into Kyos stomach getting comfy and looked like she was not movin for any reason.

“I dont mine but.. you better do it fast because Mocha is not gonna care that you wanna take em off.”

Gently he lifted to kitten to fuss with his belt , you giggled getting up and grabbing your sketchbook. “Can i show you.. heh my drawings.”

“Of course sweetie, you draw?” He asked , pulling his jeans down with one hand and Mocha in the other. Kyo had on black and pink boxers . “Ugn finally..” he set Mocha back on his lap and placed the jeans on his jacket feeling a little unsure if he should have taken em off.

You hid behind your sketchbook when you saw him on the couch in his boxers. Kyo had tone legs from volleyball and a few tattoos on his legs along with some bruises and knicks.

Kyo looked down at Mocha feeling a little embarrassed. Why were skinny jeans so damn uncomfortable after a while? He asked as he pet the little kitten.

You sat down with him criss cross with the sketchbook on your lap. “Yep! I'm in college for art and design. I want to one day get picked up by a clothing store and have my drawings on shirts”

Kyo leaned towards you looking over the sketches with wide eyes. They might have been all cute things; like kittens, red pandas, hearts, patterns and space but they were so damn good. “You have a real talent these are awesome.”

“Really?!?”

“Yes sweetie. Id put these on my shirts. Oh that reminds me..”

“Oh my gosh!! Kyo that would be so cool!” Gently you placed the sketchbook on the table and looked at Kyo, he was a looking a little unsure of himself. “Whats wrong..?”

“Why exactly did you come into my store ? Ive never seen you in it before”

“ uhm Kyo.. you have a shirt in the window with kittens on it.. so.. “

He laughed wrapping his arm around you making you laugh too. “My ‘Sad Day’ shirt? With all the grumpy cats?”

“Its so cute, how could I not!!!” You hit his chest lightly not liking his tone.

“Okay okay.” Lightly he grabbed one of your hands holding it close. “Happy you did, really.” His eyes drifted off you and around the room.

“Kyo?” You inched closer, picking Mocha up leaning down to place her in her hut.

Kyo picked you up and sat you down on his lap facing him, placing his hands at your hips. He leaned back spreading his legs. “Yes? Sweetie..?” You could feel he was a little hard, it was really hot between your legs..

“Im happy i did too.. i really like you.”

His heart thumped a few times. “First girl to say that to me…” he rested his elbow on the arm of the couch to support his head. “I wasn't the nicest guy in highschool, i'll never forget the day Yahaba slammed me into that wall and told me to get my shit together.”

You looked a little sad at his words, Kyo only mentioned his aggression one other time but even then he sounded upset and full of regret.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked him , cupping his cheeks so he would look at you. His eyes told you ‘yes, yes please.’ But.. “No, i just want to hold you if that's okay.”

“Okay. If we fall asleep my alarm is going to go off at 8 so sorry in advance.” You got comfortable on his lap and Kyo tipped your chin up so you were looking at him.

“Would you be more comfortable on the bed?”

“Yes i think so. I dont think i can sleep like this. Hehe.”

Kyo gripped your hips picking you up, he stepped over Mochas hut and brought you to the bed to lay down with you, his face a little red. You latched onto his sleeve closing your eyes and drifting off. “Night Kyo..”

“G’night sweetie..”

Fuck what was he doing ? Talking about it will help.. right? Kyo had to wait a bit before you were fully asleep to get up and grab his phone.

Kyotani/ Iwaizumi

Iwaizumi/ Yes

Kytotani/ keep this between us

Iwaizumi/ you didn't hit it and ditch did you?

Kyotani/ what? No.

Iwaizumi/ are you scared to make it official Kyo

Kyo stared at the text for a few minutes reading it over and over .

Iwaizumi/ is it the anger issues

He squeezed his phone and sat down on the couch dialing his phone.

“Im scared ill lash out or something”

“Mm.. when was the last time that happened again?”

“The Tourney against the Black Jackals.”

“Ah yes, think Kei had to pry you off Bokuto or something right?”

“Yes… Iwaizumi i can't lash out at her. I just can't, i mentioned Yahaba and that day and she asked if i wanted to talk about it”

“You said ’no’, didn't you” Sigh “Kyotani she's not a threat, she's not an enemy . She's literally just a girl who likes you. Open up to her”

“How.”

“Uuhhmmmm, tell her you want to talk about it. I'm going to bed. You can do this Kyotani”

He hung up .

Kyo rubbed his face for a minute and glanced at you for a minute then back to his phone opening up Messages.

Kyotani/ Mattsun i know your asleep but invite Yahaba to the beach volleyball.

He set his phone down and very slowly made his way back to you. He wrapped his arms around your sleeping body and shut his eyes tight trying to sleep.

**

In the morning Kyo was awake early browsing on his phone, he stared at the screen for a minute before pressing Play on the video.

-flash back-

‘Another score for the Black Jackals!!! It is Match Point !!! ‘

The Sendai frogs were tired, sweaty and losing this Tournament. The Black Jackals were still full of energy and ready to go . It was a very hard game for both sides and Bokuto kept testing Kyotani, this was the first time he met the loud grey haired boy and he just did not like him. He knew Hinata but he did not like him too much.

Kyotani was doing better at keeping his temper under control and his team figured out how to hype him up without making him angry. Kei was not too fond of him but then again he did not really need to be, they just needed to be on the same page on the court.

That owl boy though, he was loud, annoying , and just testing him. Kyotani knew it, every serve, block, and spike was for him to clear or get rid of . Kyotani got hit with the ball a couple times and thats when he lost it.

‘Kyotani has taken another hit from the ball!!!’ Yelled the annoucer .

“Hey hey hey?!! Eye on the ball yea!??”

“Dont let it get to you” Kei told him .

“.........”

“..Kyot-“

He was on the other side of the net ontop of Bokuto punching him .The whole building was dead silent.

The last thing Kyotani remembered was hearing the announcer describe what was happening and Kei pulling him off of Bokuto.

He quit the Sendai Frogs that day, took his last check and left not looking back. He opened an apparel shop he called The Dog House and got in touch with his old highschool teammates starting over.

-end flashback-

You woke up to see Kyos hand on your head , you were not fully awake so you just laid there enjoying the nice feeling on your head. Mocha had also joined you in bed and was between you both sleeping. Kyo smelled like leather… an old leather that was renewed, it made your nose crinkle a bit. Looking up you saw he had a collar tattoo with spikes on it on his wrist . It was kinda silly but kinda cute too , although you wondered what it meant.

A minute later your alarm went off and you whimpered letting Kyo know you were awake. He let go of your head to slam your alarm clock off. He looked upset or angry in the face, and he was still staring at his phone.

Slowly you got up and gently placed Mocha on your pillow so you could scoot closer to him. “Kyo? Did you get any sleep?”

“I have to show you something.” He said as he turned his phone to you pressing Play again.

You were holding the phone now, it was alot heavier than yours . You had watched the video a couple times and everytime Kyo punched Bokuto you flinched. After the second time you placed the phone down to sit facing him.

“Kyo..”

He looked the other way running his hand through his hair.

“Kyo?”

He wanted to run away so bad. Start over again. Someplace without people like -

“Kyo.”

You were between his legs now , he had his knees up and was resting his elbows on them and still did not look at you. Dammit Mad Dog just say something to her, she's right there, dont shut her out.. dont shut..

You grabbed his face turning his head, kissing him, catching him very off guard. Kyo fell back taking you with him . You had no intention of stopping and just kissed him more and more even though he cursed between breaths. Kyo grabbed you lifting you up off his face and chest. You frowned at him and sat down on his lap once he let you go, cheeks flushed and very embarrassed.

“S..swee..sweetie”

“You aren't like that anymore!” You told him while you rubbed your eyes.

“Sweetie no don't cry please..” he sat up taking you in his arms rubbing your back in circles. “Sshh..”

“Please.. talk to me..” You sniffled into his neck squeezing him tight.

Kyo was shaking .. you were shaking . He laid his head on your neck starting from the beginning.. the very beginning. Every few minutes he would stop to check if you were still crying. He would cup your face and wipe under your eyes and ask ‘Are you Afraid of Me’ and you shook your head saying ‘No’ every single time. You were both tearing up by the end of it, Kyotani told you about Yahaba, Highschool after Iwa & Kawa graduated , how he became a Pro and Bokuto. The look on his face just made you so sad and seeing you sad was something he never wanted to see.

“Sweetie.. how , how can.”

“I like you Kyo, a lot. I'm not scared, never will be.”

“I'm so scared ill lash out at you sweetie.”

You grabbed his hand holding it and running a hand up and down his sleeve while you talked. “Kyo.. you let me touch your wolves. When we first met in your shop i noticed you were rubbing it a lot , like you were worried or you thought id just out right touch it”

“I..”

You kissed him again and wiped your eyes free of stray tears. “I want to be with you Kyo, i wanna.. see red pandas with you”

He laughed at that and so did you.

“I already said i'd take you didint i?” He asked cupping your face .

“Just making sure you know i really wanna go heh..”

“I know sweetie, believe me i know.” Kyo kissed you and you blushed wrapping your arms around him.

The alarm went off again too.

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BUT NOW I HAVE A REASON LOL

JIROUSHI HEADCANONS.

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!!!Please note!!! All of the things stated in this blog are my own personal opinions and not meant to imply canon. My purpose is spilling out some headcanons for a crack ship cause it makes me happy. If you don't like this ship, feel free to ignore this post! Thank you and enjoy :)

*And if you guys wanna add onto this with your own headcanons for them, I would love that so much <33

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These are in no particular order, just whatever comes to mind! I'll try to keep somewhat of a timeline in the beginning, but a fully-fleshed out, AO3 fanfic style timeline is a whole post by itself. (I'll gladly type that out too if you think you'll enjoy it 🥴) Creds to my friend for helping me out with some of this!!!

So without further adieu,

let's get into these headcanons!

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RANDOM HEADCANONS ;

*Short and sweet, no particular order.

• They both love My Chemical Romance; Jiro's favorite album is Danger Days and Jyushi's is Welcome To The Black Parade. (another shoutout to my MCR fans.)

• Jiro plays MCR songs on his guitar for Jyushi to cheer him up.

• Jiro tried to teach Jyushi to play soccer, but he cried went he got mud on his boots and Jiro decided it would be better if Jyushi just watched instead.

• They read Junji Itō together on rainy days, usually accompanied by a blanket and tea that Ichiro made for them.

• They both have AO3 & Wattpad accounts for the sake of reading all the horrible fanfictions and giggling over them.

• Despite really enjoying each other's company, they still bicker like they did when they fake dated.

• Ichiro is proud of his brother for finally finding someone who he can spend time wish, while Kuko is completely disgusted by the fact Jyushi has a date. ( /lh ) Parents.

• Jiro once texted Ichiro, verbatim, "Can u tell your boyfriend's emo friend to text me back" and Ichiro left him on read.

• They once went on a double date with Ichiro and Kuko and I'm sure everyone can imagine how horrible and awkward that turned out.

• They are avid Guitar Hero and Dance Dance Revolution players and usually have competitions to see who can score higher.

• Jyushi gave Jiro a wolf stuffed animal to match with Amanda and Jiro falls asleep with it in arms reach every night.

• Jyushi is a vegetarian and Jiro always remembers to get him something meat-free when they go out to eat.

TIMELINE HEADCANONS ;

• Jiro and Jyushi originally didn't like each other very much; Jiro thought Jyushi might be as stuck-up as everyone says he was, and Jyushi assumed that Jiro thought that. They didn't avoid one another, but they definitely didn't go out of their ways to interact.

• They were in a fake relationship for a few weeks, just because they were tired of being teased for constantly being alone. It happened at a high school dance, when Jiro went to sit on the bleachers and saw Jyushi sitting there too. He decided to sit next to him and it caused them to bicker back and forth for a while, then it dissolved into them devising a plan to "fake date". (If y'all want that extended timeline post...)

cont. : When they were around other people, like walking down the hallway, they would very begrudgingly hold hands. Jiro comments about how cold Jyushi's hands are and Jyushi snaps back with something like, "Well, your hands are clammy- s-so. . . Shut up!" This would inevitably lead to them bickering, shushing each other, smiling awkwardly at the people around them, shared glare, and repeat.

• They only really started to like each other's company when they realized that they had none in common than they thought. In canon, Jiro loves manga and Jyushi likes alternative fashion (visual kei), so naturally one of the things they had in common was owning Junji Itō mangas. They also share similar music taste, My Chemical Romance being the main one. ;)) This was found out when Jyushi went to Jiro's place for the first time. It was necessarily planned, but in a moment of worry they made plans to hang out within earshot of the other students. Jyushi didn't really pick up on the fact it was just a show and showed up at Jiro's place later that day.

• Their first official date happened partly because they realized they may actually have feelings for one another, and because the questions about how long they'd been together, how many dates they'd been on, how they met from their classmates became unavoidable. Since both of them are pretty terrible liars, they decided the only way to get out of this was an actual date. . . Were they lowkey flirting then? Absolutely.

• Because they're both teenagers with not much in the way of an income other than their rap groups, their first date was at a foodcart. The place was too crowded and loud for Jyushi's liking, and Jiro being the natural gentleman he is offered to buy their meals so Jyushi could get away from the noise.

cont. // slight writing bonus : Jyushi sits on a stairway away from the foodcarts, looking at the bright lights of the Shinjuku division. It doesn't take long for Jiro to return with their food--burgers. Jiro digs around in the paper bag containing their food awkwardly for a moment before pulling one out and handing it to Jyushi.

Jyushi hesitates as well, but eventually takes it from Jiro, who only then sits down next to him on the stairwell. He sits closer than Jyushi would have expected. Jyushi huffes, pulling back the wrapping of the burger, he turns to Jiro with a slightly annoyed expression, opening his mouth to speak;

"You know, I'm vegetarian. . . -"

"I know. It-it's a veggie burger."

Jyushi closes his mouth again and a small blush creeps over his face. His and Jiro's eyes meet for a moment,

"Oh. . . Well, thank you. . ."

and then he looks away before taking a quick bite of the burger in order to hide his face.

It seemed silly. . . though, no one had ever been that observant or caring toward him.

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