#Yowamushi pedal Kinjou Fluff

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Fic rec! (part 1)

Here are some of the fanfics I have bookmarked on my AO3! I have a few more, so I'll do a part 2 of this soon enough. All of these fics are amazing, so please go read them and show the author some love!

If you have fics to recommend please share them!!

Under read more because it got long~

Makishima/Toudou (TouMaki)

Yowamushi Pedal Three Sentence Fics by mikkimouse (Toudou/Makishima / Fluff / 1282 words /Teen and Up audience. It's a collection a lovely short stories!)

Hanging on the Line by Jaela (Toudou/Makishima / 2026 words / Fake relationship / general audiences)

five times they didn’t kiss and one time they did by Yellow (Makishima/Toudou / 4003 words / 5 times / general audiences)

Aoyagi/Kaburagi (AoKabu)

reminisce by foodandfandom (Aoyagi/Kaburagi / 1253 words / general audiences /Kabu has a crush but of course he's oblivious about it /beautiful beautiful fic, I love it with all my heart)

Imaizumi/Naruko (ImaNaru)

on the west mezzanine by monkeyingaround (Imaizumi/Naruko / 3743 words / Teen and up audience / literally one of my fave Imanaru ever!!)

your hands on my cheeks (your shoulder in my mouth) by monkeyingaround (Imaizumi/Naruko / 6115 words / Explicit / basically the nsfw version of the previous one! Just as amazing)

Your Eyes by Allen_Nara (Imaizumi/Naruko / 4018 words / fluff, kissing, touching / Mature)

Butterflies by LadyMarshmallow (Imaizumi/Naruko / 1326 words / fluff, mostly Imaizumi's thoughts / not rated)

Manami/Onoda (SanSaka)

I can still use it by sky_prince (Manami/Onoda / 3913 words / general audiences / so so beautiful, this author really has a way with words)

Kinjou/Arakita (KinAra)

ready to start by joestars for phantomdoodler (Arakita/Kinjou / 3047 words / Fluff / General audiences)

do you want to be with somebody like me? by joestars (Arakita/Kinjou /3082 words /domestic fluff, getting together / Mature / god i absolutely adore this!)

third time's the charm by kinjoy (Arakita/Kinjou / 2115 words /Fluff, first kiss / general audiences)

time to go home by softintelligence (Arakita/Kinjou / 4165 words / magical realism /teen and up audiences)

Danchiku/Kaburagi

Trial Run by GingerCinnamon (Danchiku/Kaburagi / 1749 words / love confessions / general audiences /absolutely adorable)

Urakubo/Niwazuma (NiwaUra)

a beginning colored blue by championhestu (Urakubo/Niwazuma / 1284 words / general audiences / literally my favourite thing ever basically the only fic about them I haven't written myself i own this author my eternal gratitude)

Ishigaki/Midosuji (IshiMido)

Dragonfly Circle by Anonymous (Ishigaki/Midosuji / 11808 words / Explicit / it's been so long since i've read this one but i remember i adored it)

A Night, Your Night by Anonymous (Ishigaki/Midosuji / 7356 words / love confessions, angst / mature)

Arakita/Makishima (MakiAra)

One Hell of a Declaration, Darling by hostilovi (Arakita/Makishima / 9834 words / pining, future fic / teen and up audiences)

Machimiya/Ibitani (IbiMiya)

It's really something by HapaxLegomenon (Machimiya/Ibitani / 1543 words / mutual pining, love confessions / teen and up audiences / a very old one i haven't read in a long while but i remember i loved it)

Onoda/Imaizumi/Naruko

and it's all in my head but– by risquetendencies (Onoda/imaizumi/Naruko / 11792 words / getting together, feeling realization / teen and up audiences / absolutely showstopping, perfect)

Applied Research by rascals (lordlings) (Onoda/imaizumi/Naruko / 17696 words / fluff, confessions / general audiences / again, showstopping)

Midosuji/Onoda (MidoSaka)

A Cast Shadow by Anonymous (Onoda/Midosuji / 55899 words / angst, slow burn, fluff / teen and up audiences / oh god this was so beautiful i need to reread it)

Manami/Teshima (ManaTe)

One More by Anonymous (Manami/Teshima / 45712 words / getting together, banter, flirting / Explicit / i love this fic more than i love myself okay? It's not finished but it doesn't matter it's still worth reading it, literally amazing)

Various Ships

The many meanings of rival by zephsomething (Makishima/Toudou, Imaizumi/Naruko, Onoda/Manami / 1594 words / general audiences)

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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.”

[conspirartist]

So one of my friends got me into Yowamushi Pedal, which means you guys will have to deal with me ranting about those bike kids from time to time now.

I just love Sohoku team too much okay? They're soft and they deserve the world and I wanted to draw them sleeping in a puppy pile so that's that on that.

[transparensie]

sketchdump from ywpd requests on twitter!

[jostars]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Arakita Yasutomo/Kinjou Shingo Characters: Kinjou Shingo, Arakita Yasutomo Additional Tags: Developing Relationship, Fluff Summary:

It’s Wednesday, and there’s hardly any time left before the end of the school year. It’s been a long one, but not without its upsides. One in particular has been Arakita, but that isn’t anything new. Getting to know Arakita outside of competition and rivalry was something Kinjou hadn’t expected to enjoy so much. So much so, that somewhere along the way, there was a change from friendship to relationship. It doesn’t feel very different from what they already had; Arakita still takes it upon himself to give Kinjou as much shit as possible, and Kinjou gives as good as he’s got. But it’s the small stuff that’s changed — like the things Arakita mumbles to him when he thinks Kinjou’s distracted. Or the way Arakita doesn’t immediately shrug off the attention Kinjou gives him. It’s a nice new balance. They’re still finding their footing; it’s still fragile, and sometimes unsure, but it’s nice. It’s good in ways Kinjou didn’t know existed before. 

[pedalfan]

"It shouldn't have too much of an effect on our work," Kinjou noted distractedly. His eyes weren't on his friends as he spoke. They weren’t on his laptop either. Kinjou was looking off to the side. He was staring at the tall blond that had just made his order.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Type: Fluff Relationships: Fukutomi Juichi/Kinjou Shingo

[stella-rogers]

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.]

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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.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Arakita Yasutomo/Kinjou Shingo Characters: Arakita Yasutomo, Kinjou Shingo Additional Tags: Getting Together, Love Confessions, Developing Relationship, Domestic Fluff Summary:

Domesticity has never been his thing. 

Or, more accurately, Arakita doesn’t think domesticity could ever be his thing. He’s always thought he’s too rough around the edges, too abrasive, too prickly, too everything for it. It’s hard to imagine someone actually wanting all that romantic, sappy stuff from him. When Arakita looks in the mirror, he sees someone who's not meant to have a fairy tale ending. But it’s not like he’s throwing himself a pity party; facts of life aren’t something to get upset over. Water’s wet, he’s not built for romance. Whatever, he can live. It’s not like it’s ever been an issue before. He’s happy to be a warm body to someone, and for someone to be a warm body to him. That’s not going to change just because Kinjou’s interested in him.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Arakita Yasutomo/Fukutomi Juichi Characters: Fukutomi Juichi, Arakita Yasutomo, Shinkai Hayato, Kinjou Shingo, Machimiya Eikichi Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Long-Distance Relationship, Fluff Summary:

It’s going to be a while until they can see each other again. Now that the school year is in full swing, there isn’t much time for a break. Races, exams, essays — they all follow one after the other. Fukutomi studies the dates for the term holidays like he would his textbook. There’s a long weekend coming up, but it seems too short to be meaningful; the commute is long, and it cuts into the time he could be spending with Arakita. He underlines the date a couple of times. 

As he gets ready for his day, during the time that should be spent looking over his flashcards, he sends a text to Arakita. It’s a simple ‘good morning’ — it doesn’t ease the distance, but it makes his heart ache a little less. He won’t get a response for another couple of hours; he knows Arakita’s schedule almost like it’s his own. By now, Fukutomi knows to expect a barrage of texts when Arakita inevitably gets bored of his morning lecture; same as he knows to wake up to his phone ringing on weekends and the sound of Arakita’s voice, gravely and full of sleep, mumbling “Mornin’ Fuku-chan.”