#idk what the hell is wrong with me or her or idk idk idk

[adumbratrapedme]

Suna x reader | teen pregnancy. pt 1 the news.

Synopsis. a teen pregnancy storie between suna and a reader.

wc. idk | genre. angst to fluff |cw/tags. angst to fluff, teen pregnancy mentions, etc. reader is the twins younger sistah

teen pregnancy series masterlist here!

General headcanons

╭⋅First. You are the miya's younger sister... and somehow you ended in this fwb relationship with suna... their best friend... ╭⋅Once you tell him the reason why you avoided him Suna gets hitted with a mix of shock, guilt, and confusion. ╭⋅He replays every conversation you’ve had in his mind, especially the ones where he pushed you away emotionally. The realization that you might have been going through this alone eats at him. ╭⋅Despite his initial shock, Suna finds himself wanting to take responsibility. He starts showing up at your house under the guise of “visiting Atsumu and Osamu” but sneaks moments to check on you. ╭⋅When the twins eventually discover the truth (that suna is the dad), all hell breaks loose. Atsumu is furious, yelling at Suna for “ruining” their sister’s life, while Osamu takes a quieter but no less intimidating approach, asking Suna how he plans to fix things. ╭⋅After their initial shock they never let Suna or you live it down. Every family dinner comes with a new round of jokes, like Osamu calling Suna “Dadtarō” or Atsumu making fake baby crying noises whenever Suna walks in. ╭⋅There's going to be moments where Suna feels like he’s not enough for you, and you wonder if you made a mistake trusting him. ╭⋅Despite this you guys aren't "oficially" dating (for now mahwhawah)

Suna Rintarō never intended to get too close to Miya Y/N. She was Atsumu and Osamu’s younger sister—off-limits, complicated, and, most importantly, a distraction. Or at least, that’s what he told himself. They were just friends with benefits, nothing more. He’d even told her as much, keeping things casual and detached.

But lately, Y/N had been distant. She stopped texting him late at night, stopped meeting him in the usual places, and, most confusingly, she stopped even looking at him in the hallway. At first, he told himself it didn’t matter. If she wanted to stop, she’d stop. But as days turned into weeks, Suna couldn’t ignore the hollow feeling in his chest every time he passed her and she turned away, tears glistening in her eyes.

Everything came to a head during volleyball practice when Atsumu and Osamu’s voices carried across the gym.

“She’s been crying nonstop,” Atsumu muttered, frustration clear in his tone. “I don’t get it. She won’t tell us what’s wrong.”

“Maybe it’s school stress?” Osamu offered, but even he sounded doubtful. “I haven’t seen her eat much either. She’s been holed up in her room.”

After practice, Suna cornered Y/N outside the school gates. She flinched when she saw him, her hand instinctively resting on her stomach.

“Y/N, what’s going on?” he demanded, his voice sharper than he intended.

Her eyes filled with tears, and she bit her lip, trying to keep them from falling. “You told me this wasn’t serious,” she whispered. “You said you didn’t want anything more, why are you here?"

“I—” Suna faltered. He had said that. But now, seeing her so broken, he wasn’t sure if he’d meant it.

“it's none of your business rintaro” she said, her voice cracking. “Bye.” she said running away.

For the first time in his life, Suna Rintarō was speechless.

A few days later during lunch break Suna sat with the Miya twins, half-listening to their usual banter as he picked at his food. The conversation shifted when Atsumu let out a frustrated sigh.

“Y/n's been acting weird lately,” Atsumu grumbled, shoving a piece of rice into his mouth.

Suna’s hand paused mid-air, chopsticks hovering over his bento. He forced himself to look disinterested, even though his chest tightened.

“What do you mean?” Suna asked, keeping his tone casual.

“She’s pregnant,” Atsumu said bluntly, earning a glare from Osamu.

“Oi, don’t just say it like that!” Osamu snapped. “But yeah. She told us a few days ago.”

Suna’s heart dropped. He stared at his food, trying to keep his expression neutral, but his hand tightened around his chopsticks.

“Do you know who the guy is?” Suna asked, hating how his voice sounded strained.

The twins shook their heads.

“No clue,” Atsumu admitted, scowling. “She won’t say. But when I find out who the bastard is, he’s dead.”

“Real dead,” Osamu agreed, his tone cold. “Leaving her to deal with it on her own? Coward.”

Suna swallowed hard, his throat dry.

“She’s been crying a lot,” Atsumu muttered, his anger fading into something softer. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen her like this. She’s holed up in her room all the time, barely eats... It’s hard to watch, y’know?”

Osamu nodded. “I don’t know what we’re supposed to do to help. We’re her brothers, but she won’t talk to us.”

Suna’s chest ached. The image of Y/N crying alone, carrying the weight of this all by herself, was too much. He thought back to the last time they’d been together, the way she’d looked at him like she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

“Maybe she just needs time,” Suna said quietly, barely able to meet their eyes.

Suna couldn’t focus during practice. The twins’ words echoed in his head, and every spike he missed earned him a sharp glare from Coach. Afterwards, instead of heading home, he waited near the school gates, hoping Y/N would pass by.

When she finally appeared, her eyes widened at the sight of him. She looked tired—dark circles under her eyes, her shoulders hunched like the weight of the world rested on them.

“Y/N,” Suna called, stepping toward her.

She froze, her hand instinctively resting on her stomach. “What do you want?”

He hesitated, his usual calm demeanor crumbling. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Tell you what?” she asked, her voice shaking.

“You’re pregnant,” he said, his voice low. “Why didn’t you tell me it was mine?”

Tears welled in her eyes, and she shook her head. “Because you said you didn’t want anything serious,” she whispered. “I thought you’d hate me if I told you.”

Suna felt like the air had been knocked out of him. He’d been so focused on keeping his distance, so afraid of letting her get too close, that he hadn’t realized how much damage he’d done.

“Y/N,” he said, his voice soft, “I'm an idiot. I... I never meant to hurt you. But please, let me help.”

She hesitated, searching his face for sincerity. “I don’t know if I can trust you,” she admitted.

Suna nodded, accepting her words. “That’s fair. But I’ll prove it to you. I’m not going anywhere.”

EXTRA;

It was a Saturday evening, and the Miya household was unusually quiet. Atsumu and Osamu sat in the living room, bickering over who had eaten the last onigiri from the fridge. Y/N sat nervously on the couch, glancing at Suna, who stood by the door like he was ready to bolt at any second.

“Are ya gonna tell us why you dragged us all here?” Atsumu asked, leaning back and tossing a pillow at Osamu, who caught it without looking.

“Yeah, if this is about Y/N, just spit it out already,” Osamu added, his tone sharper. “We’ve been worried sick, y’know.”

Y/N fidgeted with the hem of her hoodie, her heart pounding. Suna, sensing her hesitation, cleared his throat.

“It’s about the baby,” Suna started, his usual calm façade cracking as the twins’ attention snapped to him.

Atsumu narrowed his eyes. “What about it?”

Suna glanced at Y/N, silently asking for permission. She nodded, her face pale. “It’s mine,” Suna said bluntly, his voice steady but his hands stuffed into his pockets to hide his nervousness.

The room went silent. Too silent.

Then—

“WHAT?!” Atsumu exploded, jumping to his feet. “Yer kiddin’, right? This is some kinda joke, yeah? A sick joke! Osamu, tell me he’s joking!”

Osamu blinked, his usual calm demeanor slipping as he processed the bombshell. “Wait... you’re the one who—” He pointed at Suna, then at Y/N, then back at Suna, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.

“Calm down,” Suna said, raising his hands defensively. “I’m serious. I’m the father.”

“You?” Atsumu screeched. “Of all people, you?!” He looked genuinely offended, like Suna being the father was a personal insult.

“Oi, what’s that supposed to mean?” Suna deadpanned, his eyebrow twitching.

“It means yer a lazy, sneaky little punk who can’t even take volleyball practice or relationships seriously half the time!” Atsumu shot back.

Osamu finally snapped out of his daze, leaning forward with a smirk. “Hold on. Does this mean you two were... y’know...”

Y/N groaned, burying her face in her hands. “Don’t say it, Osamu.”

“Together,” Osamu finished, drawing out the word with a mischievous grin.

Atsumu gagged dramatically. “Gross. I don’t wanna think about that!”

“None of us do,” Y/N muttered, her face burning.

Suna rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. “Look, I’m here now, okay? I’m taking responsibility. You can yell at me all you want, but I’m not going anywhere.”

The twins exchanged a look, their expressions unreadable.

Finally, Osamu shrugged. “Well, at least he’s owning up to it.”

“Yeah, but it’s Suna,” Atsumu whined. “Our little sister deserves better than that!”

“Oi,” Suna muttered, annoyed.

“Shut it, Rintarō. We’re not done with you,” Atsumu said, jabbing a finger in his direction. “If ya mess this up—if ya hurt her even a little—I swear, I’ll make ya regret it.”

Osamu nodded in agreement. “We know where you live.”

Suna sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, yeah, I get it. Overprotective big brothers and all that.”

Y/N finally looked up, a small smile tugging at her lips despite the tension. “Guys... thank you. For caring. But I can handle this. And Suna’s... here.”

“here,” Atsumu muttered under his breath. “That’s the bare minimum, but fine. For now.”

Osamu stood up, patting Suna on the shoulder with a little too much force. “Welcome to the family, I guess. Don’t screw it up.”

Suna gave him a flat look. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

“Yer lucky she likes ya,” Atsumu grumbled, collapsing back onto the couch. “I still don’t get it, though. What does she see in ya?”

“Guess I’m just irresistible,” Suna deadpanned, earning a pillow to the face.

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ngl y'all im having a hard time when making the first part for every character cuz i dont want to be repetitive on "oh you guys are a couple, sex, bAM BABY" or "you guys are friens with benefits, BAM, SEX, BABY!" yk?? so huh yeah-

[hidden-by-a-trench-coat]

I thought I was going to have a straightforward answer and then I realized: what even counts as "morally wrong"? And then spent the next like 15 minutes going through characters and considering if what they did could be considered morally wrong-

Anyway, with perhaps the most directly 'morally wrong' character I like the most, I think I'd go with Don Vincenzo from The Grape Depression? There's something about him that just fascinates me and I quite enjoy it. He lost his own son, decides he wants another one, basically threatens a man to make him one, and then once he actually gets the boy, he straight up sets it on fire

But at the same time he did give the family money and I don't think he was fully morally wrong? - Idk, I can't put my thoughts into words

Some honorable mentions go to James from The Unrelenting Aubergine because I don't think he's really morally wrong necessarily, but he did kind of go mad with power and completely screw over his brother's dreams by flipping the land (the farm that James knew Titch cared so much about), so who knows how far he would've gone with that. But to me he just seems kinda lonely (same with the Don above, actually) and I think that's what draws me to his character

And then Old Lady Margaery who could steal literally everything from me and I would still absolutely adore her. I don't think she's really morally wrong, though. Like, sure, she's a witch that deals drugs but like... Is that necessarily morally wrong? I don't know. She's just kind of giving people what they want? So. I don't think she counts, but I absolutely love her so much

(Quick edit, I forgot Phantom Begruvia from Phantom of Hornchurch, which I also absolutely love, but I don't really know if he's like. Morally wrong???? Like yeah, he went to Hell so I guess that's probably morally wrong. Yeah. Idk, he's cool too - I'm too lazy to add more thoughts about him now but I don't think he did much else morally wrong other than that. And maybe murdering someone???? But like. Maybe he didn't? It's never realllllly stated, so who really knows)

what's your guys' favourite morally wrong character?

ill start, my favourite character is the Father from Burglary and Bobsledding, he starts his role as very financially-starving, accidently stuttering and showing his true motivation on why he wants his boys to grow up to be bobsledders, money.

-in which Helter points out but is sadly ignored

he then ends his character in death, by revealing that he didn't do the gambling for the finance and for bringing money home to the family, he did all the gambling only for the thrill of it. the excitement of spending money.

and he dies. with no good ending or peaceful resolution. just. an absolute heartbreaking story of a bad father

[stonething]

how do i gently explain to my therapist that if she pulls out her phone or laptop while i'm talking to her i am Done with therapy for that day

[darlingod]

QoN Ch.6

WAITTTT I just realized at the trial Cardan asks Jude “Taryn?” instead of stating it because he can’t lie & he knows its Jude oh how I love to see it

(I’m aware he later on admits knowing it was Jude when she walked in the room but STILL aweeee)

[fumifooms]

Mickrin

Fifth entry of my “Dunmeshi rarepairs I will birth with my own hands if I have to” series. This one’s straight up embarrassing, like of course the shadow version of Chilchuck and Marcille would get me.

It suddenly grabbed me out of nowhere. What got me thinking about it is this exchange, first comic third panel, because like… Woah. He knows she has a thing for Kabru? Or something. And he has NO FEAR. Like it’s so forward and has 0 pretenses lmao. And then I thought… And oh no. Oh no.

"I can fix him" x "I can make her worse"

Very uptight and strict and rules-following and too self-aggrandizing tbh x will not hesitate to insult you to your face and sleazy and free spirit…. Kuro is involved in an ot3 of sorts in my head and basically they drag her into Situations of various moral standing aka scams or idk going to a club god forbid. I think she needs to relax and get taken down 1 peg maybe, and I think he needs like…….. Someone to teach him what is unhealthy lmao, also remind him to get work benefits, and if they can like get to feel safe and comfy with one another (and god just the road there would be a beautiful trainwreck to watch) they would be gossip besties worsties.

Kabru needs to be the epitome of morals but like, if it’s Mickbell she can lower the bar… Just for him… <3 She can fix him just a little and she’ll be like "wow! Ok I can settle for this amount of upstanding behavior from you Mickbell you get a gold star"

I never expected it ok I read this extra expecting nothing and god knows why I saw him be like "hey u like Kabru right. You’re his babysitter right. Which poor sap is being Kabru’s maid" with 0 fear and her being so casually pissed back at him and idk, how they’re so comfy being not polite with one another but they’re still coworkers-friends despite it… Crazy for how prickly they both are that they manage that much. They bicker and see each other as annoying at best but weirdly dependable and friends despite it all and……….. I am going to grow them in a lab and observe how I can make it work

MICKBELL IS A REBOUND MORE AT 9??? Maybe Rin and Mickbell have a one night stand and then the aftermath dynamic is this….. She probably regrets it. And then it gets more complex and grows into something odd as she becomes hyperaware of him and they have this little complicity thing going on….

I think cuddling with Kuro (who would be more like a platonic protective & soothing presence in his and Rin’s relationship rather than romo) would destress her actually I think she needs and deserves it. Go to a dog cafe bbygirl it’ll fix you. So what I’m saying is the three of them watch a movie and Rin and Mickbell are sitting on Kuro’s laps and everyone is so comfy. Kuro’s legs die halfway through but he’s self-sacrificing it’s fine….. Actually Mick is on his laps Rin’s just nuzzled into his side. There, fixed. I am so weirdly invested in them… They’re funky to think about. Rin seeing Mickbell and Kuro like "you guys are aware that what you two have is fucked up right" and then joining them in the messy dynamic 🤝  Put them in situations. That will be all.

The sheer amount of sass on their own, let alone together…

Make them get drunk together it’ll be glorious

[camellcat]

stray thought but why didn’t they just let giles die in spiral? like... other than make buffy miserable what does he even do in the later seasons? I feel like it would've been better to just let him go out on a good note than waste away as a character

[hinamie]

did some digging back in an old discord server i had with the friend who got me in2 jjk bc i was curious abt how it all started and let me tell u . i am so ashamed of some of the things i said i could have turned out SO differently i was on a dangerous path . alternate timeline tumblr user hinamie neutral on megumi + gojofucker + sukugo main,,,,,,,,

[puppppppppy]

i wanna post my skip to loafer art but i cant do it knowing ppl are gonna put it on tiktok and pinterest bc itd be like. bringing an invasive species ykwim

[eir-trixa]

My toxic view is that I actually want to read a buddy comedy between Percy and Drew. For absolutely no clear reason I just want it.

[acebytaemin]

the shit i just said at work LMAHDIIDO

[xisanamii]

i've attained a level of "canon divergence within canon divergence" . anyway under the read more is a mini script i wrote for this situation cuz they all nerds

Liu Wei: A-Xiang, what is thee doing here? Did Coach not task you with greeting the rest of Kaijo's team? Erika: I did that already. (turning to Himuro) Otome-senpai, here. Himuro: Hm? Erika: (hands him a stack of letters) Himuro: Ah, sorry for the trouble. Erika: (shrugs) Better than having them disturb practice. Himuro: I do feel bad about troubling you all the time with this. Erika: I mean, it's not like you haven't tried cleaning your locker out I assume. Moriyama: (pokes his head in) Locker? Liu Wei: (glances down) The locker of Himuro shall always be filled with the pinings of those who have fallen into the trap of love. Moriyama: !!! Himuro: (having a bad feeling of deja vu) Well, Erika-chan, maybe we should meet Coach-- Moriyama: Himuro-san! Hold on a minute! Himuro: ... yes? Moriyama: You never told me that you get love letters every day! Himuro: (sighs) Erika: (raises an eyebrow) You know him? Himuro: Know is a strong word. Liu Wei: (shaking head) Truly, it is an endeavor one must strive to achieve. That thee's lockers are this full to the point that A-Xiang shall be acting as a messenger. Moriyama: (gasp) Those girls are so dedicated that they'd sneak into into the boys' locker room?! Erika: (snorts in amusement) Himuro: Wha -- no, Yosen has school lockers, like the ones in America. Liu Wei: After all, we shall be pining for the intermingling of cultures, and a Western-style architecture and education in the coldest regions of Akita. Erika: He has two lockers, mind you. One like the ones in America, and the getabako. Both are always stuffed to the brim with letters. Himuro: (mutters) It's not always-- Moriyama: (turning to Liu Wei) Liu! Liu Wei: (appears to have a moment of understanding) Himuro: E-- Moriyama & Liu Wei: (surrounds Himuro) Himuro: ?! Moriyama: Please teach us how to receive letters like you do!! Himuro: Why-- Moriyama: It has to be you! Sensei!!! When we last talked about this, you had nothing but wisdom for me! Liu Wei: Yes. It shall be the sin of selfishness should thee declare this to be an act of secrecy. Himuro: I really don't-- MoriLiu: PLZ!!!! Himuro: (helplessly smiling) Erika-chan, whenever you're done laughing, I'd love some help on fending them off. Erika: Love, hm? Like a love letter? Himuro: Th-- Erika: Your request may take a few days seeing as I'm backlogged on delivering your love letters. MoriLiu: Himuro-sensei!!! Himuro: (a deep, long, soulful sigh) How am I supposed to give advice about something I don't even want...

[swallowtail-ageha]

Almost... finished... watching... the og ff7 letsplay... on... youtube..m

[arolesbianism]

Thinking abt Sif Odile duo looping au again and I wanna be able to plot everything out more coherently but act 5 eternally looms overhead and boy I do not wanna look up

[cuteniaarts]

What if… Suiren in Vaatu’s colours 😳👀

[narugen]

thinking thinking assassin au where ashiro mina is (willingly) protecting kafka (whos like idk in deep shit. or something lol hes not a monster or wtv hes just like. Wanted) and trained assassin narumi gen whos tasked to kill kafka..... :) narumi and mina duking it out and kafka is just like T_T!!! please dont fighttttt pleaseeeeeeeeee :begging eyes: and mina is like NOW is NOT the time (trying to shoot narumi down)

[zerothisnero]

The friendship of the century (they both probably share the same two braincells)

@angels0fpride