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echantedtoon · 2 months

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Everyone Wants A Brother Like You Part 1 A Brother In A Different Way

Everyone wants a big brother, especially if it's one as caring and kind as Tanjiro. They all think so but it's too bad they can't have a brother like him-...Or can they actually in a different way?

(DISCLAIMERS!!: This is gonna be a little story based on the art by feshnie on deviantart and an au based on the same picture by @yuki2sksksk on Tumblr. It'll just be cute little Oneshots because honestly I think all these ships involving Nezuko are cute. Although Inosuke's route will be written up for interpretation as platonic or romantic. This is just an au I'm doing for fun so things aren't going to be cannon and might be ooc. All art shown with the Chapters (minus the coverart which is by Feshnie on DeviantArt) was either taken from the anime, from the Kimetsu No Yaiba/Kimetsu Gakuen mangas, or are sketches by Koyoharu Gotouge. I don't own demon slayer, the characters, art, etc. Demon Slayer/Art/etc. belongs to Koyoharu Gotouge.

Links to both content creators are below please support both artists and their own content.

Feshnie

https://www.deviantart.com/feshnie/art/BNHA-Brother-in-law-Tanjirou-818234170

@yuki2sksksk

https://www.tumblr.com/yuki2sksksk/718220290228961280/inspired-by-a-fan-art-i-saw-on-pinterest-sometime?source=share

Also everyone is alive because I said so. This takes place after battling Muzan for the final time and everyone is currently recovering.)

The beautiful morning sun gazed over the earth with a golden glow and cascaded through the window making the glass glow with a shine. The cherry blossoms outside swayed gently in the breeze as soft pink petals and perfect green leaves fell from their branches and floated down onto the ground outside of the Butterfly Mansion. Birds sang and fluttered about the breeze. The peaceful quiet settling in with the silent morning.

Until a flurry of giggles and squeals interrupted the air as three little girls ran past the window in play kicking up petals and leaves.

"Dammit! Can't they wait until later in the day to start playing!?"

The once silent room was alive with grumbles and groans of others waking in their beds. One in particular cursing the sun and turning around to plop back onto his stomach shoving a rather fluffy pillow over his head. However one of them was energetic enough to sit up and stretch out smiling at the window with a yawn and smile.

"Oh, come on. It's not that bad. It's a beautiful morning today!"

"HA!! I WAS AWAKE WAY BEFORE THE SUN WAS!! TAKE THAT YOU WIMPY FIREBALL!!"

"Would you be quiet?! Your yelling is worse than your snoring- OOP?!"

"HAHAHAHA!! TOO SLOW, MITENFU!!"

Red eyes turned over and sighed. Tanjiro had been hopeful it would be a nice morning before any training but it seemed like that wouldn't be the case. Inosuke had woken up in typical Inosuke fashion by yelling and declaring his righteous toughness over anything he randomly decided to challenge that day making Zenitsu yell back complaining. Unfortunately the blonde hadn't been fast enough to duck the incoming pillow their friend had thrown right at his face knocking Zenitsu back onto the bed.

"THAT'S UNCALLED FOR!!," the blonde furiously tore the pillow from his face sitting back up and pointing right back to him. "And it's Zenitsu! Got that?! You've known me for how long and you still can't get my name right?!"

"Oh, give it a rest both of you!! You're annoying as hell!!" Tanjiro looked next to him. Genya was still laying on his stomach and had the pillow over his head still. On his other side Muichiro blinked silently as his brain slowly became ungroggy to the world. "Next time I'm sleeping outside! At least the birds are quiet at night!"

"Says you!" Zenitsu dared to point at Genya next as the black haired boy glared at him from under the pillow. "You both snore so loud you can attract an army of demons from a hundred miles away!!"

"Guys." Tanjiro rose a hand to no avail.

"HUH?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN PENTA IS LOUDER THAN ME?!" In an instant Inosuke was standing on his bed pointing one hand at Zenitsu and one at Genya accusingly as both turned to now glare at him. "MY LUNGS ARE SO POWERFUL I CAN BEAT BOTH OF IN YELLING!!"

"Fucking hell. Can't you get my name right at least?"

"See?! I told you you're always getting everyone's names wrong!"

"I wasn't talking to you, Sunflower!!"

"Guys?" Tanjiro asked slightly louder as Zenitsu whipped back to Genya.

"SUNFLOWER!? DO I LOOK LIKE A PLANT TO YOU?!"

"No. At least plants are quiet." Genya finally allowed the pillow to fall from his annoyed face having given up on sleeping in that morning.

"At least sunflowers are nice to look at! You look like a piece of coal that got hacked up by a mangy cat!!"

"What the hell did you say to me, Blondie?!"

"HEY!! IM STILL LOUDER!!"

"WE WEREN'T TALKING TO YOU!!" "SHUT UP, PIGHEAD!!"

"GUYS!!" All at once the three of them stopped whipping around to stare at Tanjiro who gave a stern look back holding both hands up... before sighing allowing both his arms to plop back down to his sides. "Let's not fight. It's too early in the morning to fight like this."

Both Zenitsu and Genya looked at one another and scowled but otherwise didn't argue again much to Tanjiro's relief. Inosuke laughed loudly in triumph.

"HA!! That means I beat both of you in loudness!"

"You certainly do, Inosuke." Tanjiro smiled happily. "Let's all save the next contest for later."

"None of us were in a contest," Zenitsu mumbled under his breath but didn't start an argument again.

"Ok. Hey, Misthead. Where are you going?"

They all turned to Muichiro whom had just gotten up silently, tossed off the blankets, and walked off towards the bathhouse area. Rubbing his eyes and yawning as the others followed him with their heads.

"To get dressed. All of you are too noisy."

"Hey! That's not a bad idea!" Tanjiro smiled at him and quickly followed Muichiro's lead in tossing off the blankets and following after their friend. Making a motion at everyone else to follow. "Come on. Let's all go get breakfast! We'll feel better if we eat something."

More grumbling was had. Eventually one after one they followed after the cheerfully smiling boy. At least it would stop the grumbling and put everyone in a better mood and hopefully stop them all from fighting. Twenty minutes later and the whole group of them found themselves just outside the door leading to the garden. Shinobu had suggested they should get some fresh air while waiting for their food to be made but to in her own words-

"Mind your injuries. You're still healing from very serious injuries from a very serious battle. I'd hate to confine you all to bed."

Shinobu's threats were to be taken very seriously as experience has taught them. So they gathered just outside of the garden and watched the peaceful day go by. Not a single thing to be worried about now. Just then all and the peaceful morning air-

"TANJIRO!!" That was until three little girls came running right up to the red eyed boy looking almost worried.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong!," one of the three girls spoke up smiling at him. "Nezuko just needs your help with getting firewood!"

"Oh! Of course! Where is she?"

Nezuko. Finally after so long she was human again. After so long and after so much stress and effort, his beloved sister was finally able to walk in the sunlight again and live out her life. Human. It's still as if he'd wake up one day and it'll all be a dream but it was his reality. One they had to keep.

Tanjiro scanned behind them but didn't see any signs of his sister. "Where is she?"

"Outside of the garden with Aoi." Another pointed to just outside the garden and near the treeline. "She's waiting for you."

"Alright then! I guess I better go help them." He turned a smile right back to his friends just as another new face appeared in the doorway behind them. "I'll be right back. Save me a bowl of udon when the food arrives. Alright?"

Then he left quickly leaving everyone else to wait standing there.

"WWWWHHHHAAAAA- Why didn't Nezuko-chan ask for my help?! As her future husband, don't I get some consideration from her?!"

"Oh put a sock in it, Sunflower!"

"What's going on?" A new voice asked as a boy the same age as Muichiro stepped out holding a broom in his hands looking confused.

"Senjuro," one of the girls greeted him. "Tanjiro's gone to help Nezuko and Ali with the firewood!"

"Oh." The flame haired boy smiled. "That's nice of him. Nezuko's lucky to have such a kind brother."

Muichiro glanced curiously at the other boy, a look of slight concern in his eyes. "Senjuro, how's Kyojuro?" Senjuro jumped and blinked taken aback in surprise at Muichiro of all people addressing him. But Muichiro only tilted his head further. "I heard as of lately he was still recovering from his battle wounds, but I have yet to see him around. How is he?"

Senjuro blinked again before sighing. "You mean despite the missing eye and hole in his stomach?" He nodded glumly. "He's ok. Not great but ok. Ms. Shinobu says he'll live but..I'm still worried about him." He looked uncomfortable to say the least and decided to change the subject. "How's your brother doing? Last I heard, Yuichiro's waiting for you at home right? I bet he'll be happy to see you again after so long!"

It was Muichiro's turn to frown with a hum. "I.. suppose so. It's been so long-"

"You two shrimps have brothers?," Genya questioned raising a brow and crossing his arms although not in a rude way, he looked more lightly surprised than anything."

"Why is that so surprising?" Genya paused as Muichiro pointed at him and uttered his next sentence. "Don't you also have a brother in the corps? I'm pretty sure it's Sanemi."

"Sanemi? Wasn't he the jerk who tried to kill Nezuko-chan?!" Zenitsu tossed another dirty look directed at the sweating Genya as Senjuro gave all three of them a look of alarm.

"He tried to do what?!"

"OH DROP THAT SUBJECT!! IT'S IN THE PAST!! Besides didn't you have a brother too or something that went into the final selection before you even did?" Genya half challenged half changed the subject to Zenitsu who flinched. HARD. "Yeah. He trained under the same master you did right? What was his name?....Kai or something like that."

Zenitsu stared wide eyed at them all.. before turning away with a quick sad look. "We weren't really brothers....I don't want to talk about it."

"I DON'T HAVE ANY BROTHERS!!" Of course Inosuke had to proudly and randomly yell it like it was something to be proud of.

A tense and awkward silence fell over the group as no one felt the urge to talk about their brothers or lack there of. A small cough was given to the group as they shuffled about...until the trio of girls looked at one another and the one with braids decided to change the subject.

"Nezuko-chan has a really cool brother," she said trying to lift the mood.

"Yes! Tanjiro's a really good brother! Nezuko is so lucky to have Tanjiro! I bet every wants a brother like him!," one of the other girls agreed making a small murmur of agreement pass through.

Yes...Nezuko was lucky to have such an amazing brother like Tanjiro. Anyone would be lucky to have a brother just like him. They all knew it... It's just a shame they couldn't have a brother like him, and Tanjiro wasn't related to them anyways. He was a really good friend however.

"Zenitsu, you're going to marry Nezuko-chan aren't you?" One of the girls asked curiously tugging gently on the blonde's sleeve careful to not jostle his still healing injuries.

Zenitsu was certainly surprised at the sudden question but still gave the girl a soft smile. "Yes, that's right!"

The middle girl who had asked the previous question hummed in thought and rubbed her chin. She was the only one who wore her hair down instead of in braids or pigtails. "But-...If you get married to Nezuko-chan, Tanjiro-san would be your brother-in-law wouldn't he?"

Zenitsu paused, blinked, before shrugging. "Well yeah. But that's not a problem with me. Do you want to know how our wedding will be?"

A silence had fell upon the others. Whatever else Zenitsu and the butterfly girls said was lost to the other four as at least of them went blank. Eyes wide open as a realization of what was said before them rang true in their heads.

"Tanjiro-san would be your BROTHER-in-law right?"

Right....

.... right-....

"WHAT'S A BROTHER-IN-LAW?!," Inosuke demanded looking confused by the term and three of his friends spacing off. "Can I fight it? I'll fight it and win!!"

"Calm down will you? Jeez! A brother-in-law is what you call a girl's brother when you start taking her out!"

Inosuke tilted his head at the blonde. "Are you saying I can get a brother just by taking out a girl?"

"Well...Yeah? I guess that's one way to put it. You weirdo."

"HA! The Great Inosuke then shall use this tactic from his underlings to extract this brother! If everyone else can get one then I will too!"

Zenitsu only deadpanned at him but couldn't get another word out as three familiar figures came around the corner. Aoi looking annoyed carrying a basket and the Kamado siblings. Tanjiro looked absolutely happy just carrying firewood joyfully and next to him just as joyful as her brother and more pretty was Nezuko. Laughing at something her brother said. Zenitsu instantly gushed out seeing her, Inosuke still proclaimed his soon to be victory, and meanwhile the three others remained silent. Staring. Idea swirling about in their heads taking glancing at one another

.... Maybe there actually was a way to gain a brother like him.

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mysteriawrites · 11 months

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Hello! This is my first time making a request so I hope I don't ruin it-

I'd like to ask for a romantic matchup with honkai star rail, For pronounce, I use she/her. For romantic preference, male characters. I'm an INFG, for my personality, I'm pretty closed off and introverted, my silence and blank expression always gives off the impression that I'm intimidating (that's what people tell me at least) but I'm just shy and silent. I can handle socializing, but once my social battery runs out, I immediately escape to the nearest quiet place to recharge. I like helping people,as well as being productive to finish my work. I'm good at reading people and observing them, to the point my friend comes to me to ask my opinion about other people. I can't stand being in crowds, you will find me hiding in some corner or an empty room on family gatherings. I'm good at comforting and know many ways of comforting different personalities. I tend to be emotional and sensitive to words from the people I hold dear to my heart, I'm nice and easy going once you get to know me, I don't judge on first meeting, understanding and considerate. I'm the supportive mother of my friend group. For hobbies...I love reading, listening to music, drawing and sketching and recently writing stories and novels. What I look in a romantic relationship... stability, loyalty and honesty. I tend to overwork myself a lot without realizing so I need someone to tell me to slow down, I also have a tendency to overthink every little detail and situation so I want someone to stabilize me when I'm stuck in a hurricane of thoughts. I don't know how to express my feelings (ahem, I feel like I'm burdening someone if I talk about my feelings.) and try to give hints that I'm not feeling well, I want someone who can pick up on these hints and comfort me. I take relationships seriously and want someone to be loyal and not run away. My love language (me giving) is physical touch and acts of service (I was never good with words) as for receiving, probably words of affirmation and physical touch. For date ideas...I'm good with anything as long as it doesn't have a lot of crowds, something that I hate... ignorance and cheating, definitely my turn off.

Hello Hello thank you for the request sorry it took so long (why was your description just me in a nutshell *existential crisis activate*). *ahem* Anyway lets get straight to the point. DRUMROLL PLEASE!!!

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GEPARD LANDAU!!!

(Omg this gif is so cute XD <3)

You and Gepard are very similar, but I think that's why you two get along so well. You both are not the most socially adept people, but you both wish to protect those closest to you in your own ways.

I imagine you guy's love story starts as childhood friends...well sorta. You two are kind of more friends by association then anything. You're Serval's best friend so you two know of each other and have talked a few times over the years, but don't know much about each other besides that. Best friend's brother trope but in reverse.

You guys don't really get to know each other until Serval and her band have an after party for their latest album release. You're there to support you best friend (and be the designated driver) and Gepard is there for the same reason (and to be the security/bouncer). You two bond over childhood memories and your shared love for Serval and start talking (totally wasn't part of Serval's plan to set yall up).

After that night you guys start to hang out more, outside of Serval planning something, when Gepard has some free time. You two mainly spend your time together in the quieter parts of Belobog like the library to read together. He likes to read your writings and sometimes you'll draw pictures of him (which makes his face go a bright pink despite not being in the frosted wasteland lately strange)

It takes Gepard awhile to realize (and help from Serval, Luke, Dunn, and Pela) for him to realize he's been slowly falling for you. He goes through the 5 stages of grief trying to understand his feelings. When he finally reaches the acceptance stage, he starts to plan how he will ask you out. He remembers Serval reading him stories about handsome knights wooing beautiful princesses with their chivalry and gentlemen like nature, so that's exactly what he does.

One day he knocks on your door with a bouquet of roses, gets down on his knees, and asks if you will go out with him. Except it didn't go at all as he had planned given that he kept fumbling with his words, and you were frozen like one of the ice statues he had seen in the wastelands. It was hella awkward for both of you and he was about to turn away in defeat you let him inside to talk things out. and the rest is history.

You guy's relationship is shy, but sweet. You're both pretty awkward baby beans so you guy move pretty slowly, but sure enough you are moving forward. You guys prefer to keep your relationship quiet, not that you lie you just don't do PDA or call each other nicknames in public. In private however Gepard isn't opposed to hand holding and some snuggles.

Serval loves yall's relationship so much, she's glad her brother and best friend have both found good people let alone each other. She likes to tease you guys on how shy and flustered you are. Sometimes Pela uses you two as inspiration for her own writing and you guys compare notes. Dunn is especially happy for his boss/best friend, he had never seen him so happy.

Gepard himself can be a workaholic too, but he understands that you can't protect anyone if you don't take care of yourself. So, he likes to help you live a healthier life like he does. Positive reinforcement talk in the mirror, helps you overthink less by taking deep breaths and encouragement, he makes sure you eat 3 Nutrional meals a day, he makes sure you get decent rest (at least 8 hours of sleep at night), and he asks you how your day was and how you're feeling. he can seem like a bit of a parent, but he just loves you and wants you physically, mentally, and emotionally healthy.

Gepard is very busy as captain of the silvermane guards and doesn't always have time to hang out, but you're always on his mind when on duty. He keeps a little picture of you in a locket which he wears at all times. It reminds him of all the things worth protecting.

Sorry if this was a bit short, I ran out of ideas, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless.

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starlight-vixen-emiko · 1 year

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Lukanette February 2023 - Love Notes

Another one for Lukanette February!!! @zzmikan *wink**wink*

Ugh! My writing is getting stale but I felt like posting this anyway!

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Luka practiced on the stage, playing any notes that came to mind as he closed his eyes and thought of his last encounter with Marinette. As cool and suave as he came off, Luka couldn't find the nerve to confess he liked her. So he just nonchalantly played pretty tunes that expressed the feeling in his heart whenever he saw her.

And when he needed a break from playing the guitar, he sat at the usual table of the coffee shop and wrote musical notes on sheet music. He continuously tried to write his love song for her for months, and it did not go unnoticed by his sister and friends.

He almost always got the same latte from the coffee shop, and Marinette always delivered it to him with a smile. And she looked so cute when she told him to enjoy himself and call her if he needed anything else.

Juleka told Luka that it was about time he worked up the nerve to confess to her, but he insisted that now wasn't the right time as he sipped the sweet drink and went back to writing notes on sheet music.

But it was the beginning of February, so the inspiration for love notes was everywhere. Heart-shaped decorations and sweet nothings surrounded Luka and Marinette.

Although among all the pink and red, Marinette had her eyes on a musician with beautiful blue hair and eyes.

Marinette always sat down and smiled in the coffee shop, feeling inspired whenever Luka Couffaine played his music. His showing up at the coffee shop she worked at always made her day. He always said the sweetest things to her, like asking her how she was feeling and thanking her for making the coffee shop a safe place for everyone. She always felt he always knew the right thing to say because he was the kindest boy she ever knew and not to mention he was the cutest boy in all of Paris, ripped jeans and all.

Her sketchbook was full of boys with beautiful blue hair and drawings of blueberries and pistachio macarons. Marinette also drew a beautiful landscape of the ocean and the moon during one of Luka's evening performances. There was a drawing of a red fox and a blue fox with a blue flame and a red flame. And plenty of sketches of pink and blue roses contrasted how Adrien always seemed to have red roses in hand while saying the most cliche romantic crap that got old quickly.

Alya noticed how Marinette and Luka always smiled at each other at a distance and how sweet they were to each other. Eventually, she just came out and said it and suggested that Marinette turn one of her drawings of Luka into a Valentine's card for him.

And Marinette immediately shut the idea down because she wondered if it was too creepy that when she wasn't making lattes for customers, she admired the musician at a distance and sketched him in her book.

"All you need to do is write a nice love note for one of your drawings!" Alya insisted. "Luka will love it I am sure!"

Marinette's face distorted at that idea. Alya said that as if that was easy for her, as if Marinette didn't have a track record of words getting tied up in her mouth. She could never find the right words, and sometimes she would say something idiotic that would ruin everything.

"Luka is too cool," Marinette said as she sighed over her latte.

And then, like clockwork Adrien Agreste the self-proclaimed love magician, came in with a rose and tipped his fedora. Marinette would laugh if she weren't busy groaning under her breath. His peridot green eyes showed a determined twinkle as he presented Marinette with a red rose.

"Oh Marinette! I am sure whatever you want to tell Luka he will be flattered! Even if your words get mixed up." Adrien said as Marinette rolled her eyes, but he only further encouraged her.

"You can't just let your words go unspoken till the end of time," Adrien flipped his blonde hair. "With practice, you will learn the language of love just like me."

Marinette responded by covering his face with her hand.

Fine! Marinette thought! She did need to work up the courage to tell Luka how she felt, but with multiple crumbled-up love notes on her bedroom floor, she realized writing love notes wasn't her forte.

For her, it wasn't enough to say just anything. She needed to find the right words to tell Luka how she felt.

She thought of everything, and her pen was running out of ink. Writing down that she had romantic feelings for him, that she adored him, that he inspired her, and the thought of confessing to him in real life made her flustered.

Marinette then thought of all the tiny notes of affection on candy valentine hearts.

Hug me, kiss me, be mine, she wrote down on blue hearts that she drew on a piece of stationary.

Marinette sighed, and she turned to one of her Luka drawings and thought about everything she adored about him—his kind heart, passion for music, and optimism that inspired her to keep going.

On one of her Luka portraits, she wrote down "blue angel." Marinette blushed as she also wrote down "My muse."

She picked up another of her Luka drawings and wrote, "You're so amazing Luka! You inspire me every day, and I admire you. ~Love Marinette."

Marinette thought about Luka smiling at her if she said those simple words. Then she looked at a flyer left aside of the Valentine's event at the coffee shop and finally decided to rest for the night and hope that she could let her feelings be free on the most romantic day of the year.

As she laid her head on her heart-shaped pillow, she questioned why Adrien and Alya insisted she make a fool of herself with her words when showing affection through art was so much easier. Marinette would sew a thousand blue heart pillows to show Luka how she felt, but she drifted off to sleep. But she would have plenty of energy to serve everyone coffee tomorrow.

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Juleka insisted that today was the day for her older brother. The day that Luka would say he is in love with baker girl Marinette Dupain-Cheng. But Luka insisted to his pushy sister that his love song wasn't quite ready yet, only for her to get frustrated and say that if he kept using that excuse, he would never finish his love song.

Granted, Luka thought Valentine's Day was a decent holiday to show affection for others. He wanted to perform well for everyone in the coffee shop, so as customers loaded in the chairs, he tuned his guitar until the lights dimmed and a blue spotlight shined on him.

He cleared his throat and smiled as he grabbed the microphone and waited for the audience to quiet down.

"Hello everyone," Luka started. "I thank everyone for showing up in the best coffee shop in Paris. I always love performing for all of you."

Marinette was sitting with all her friends as her bluebell eyes sparkled, and she held a red envelope close to her.

"This one goes out to everyone who has a hard time expressing their feelings for others," Luka sighed to himself. "I know that all too well. For me, music is far easier to use than words."

Marinette couldn't help but gasp and hold her hand over her mouth, and all her friends started giggling at her expense.

"That's why I keep playing my music for all of you," Luka said as he placed his hands on his guitar strings. "I love all of you. And happy Valentine's Day."

Marinette's heart thudded as Luka started playing his love song. She was speechless as she placed her hands over her mouth and felt her eyes water a bit.

But it wasn't just Luka's beautiful music that moved her this time, it was also how Luka was so open about how he couldn't always find the right words.

Marinette certainly found that hard to believe with how eloquent Luka could be, but it made her feel a bit better. And when he finished his song and the lights came back on, Marinette thought she could at least walk up to him and tell him that his music was beautiful.

While probably giving him the Valentine's gift.

Marinette started to sweat with everyone coming over to talk to him. She began worrying that she didn't speak up at the right time and that plenty of people would give him Valentine's cards. Still, while Marinette was busy fighting a war in her head, she didn't realize she was the last one to greet Luka.

"Hey Marinette."

Marinette opened her eyes to see the guitarist smiling at her as he sat on stage.

"Oh…" Marinette blushed. "Hi Luka!" She quickly placed her hand on the back of her head and tried to find the right words quickly. No turning back now.

Luka's smile didn't waver though.

"I hope you enjoyed the music," he said.

"Oh!" Marinette cried as her face turned pink again. "I adored it!" She cried, almost loudly enough that the entire coffee shop heard her.

"It was so beautiful!" Marinette felt like she was about to fall apart by letting all her affections known.

Luka looked away with a light blush on his face as well. He was so grateful that the girl he liked adored his music.

"You really are the most talented musician I know Luka…And…And…”

Marinette felt her words get stuck again, so she took the red envelope and presented it to him as she tried to hide her blushing face.

Luka was certainly stunned that Marinette presented him with a Valentine's card, but he accepted it and opened the seal. Marinette thought this was all just a dream, and part of her wanted to run away. But Luka had the biggest smile when he saw the drawings, and Marinette's heart felt at ease when she realized she didn't screw up this time.

"Marinette, this is wonderful," Luka said sweetly.

Marinette still felt the need to process Luka's good reaction. She took a moment to play with the strands of her blue hair as she was blushing like mad.

"Oh…Really?" Marinette cried.

Luka nodded. "It's beautiful to see you express yourself Marinette."

Marinette placed her hand over her chest, feeling overwhelmed that Luka had just called her beautiful. He was the only one to make her feel beautiful. Somehow now, she felt comfortable enough to wear her heart on her sleeve for him.

"Well….." Marinette paused as she placed her hands over her blushing cheeks. Luka got up as if he was checking to see if she was alright. Still, Marinette quickly grounded herself and took a breath before continuing.

"It was the only way I could think of to express my feelings to you Luka." Marinette laughed a bit. "I almost thought this was too bold for me to do."

Luka shook his head and moved closer to her, but not too much to invade her space. Marinette was speechless once again with how tall he was and how handsome. She only was this close to him a few times, and most of those times were awkward situations with packed houses in the coffee shop.

"It's wonderful how you express the melody of your heart," Luka said. "I think you should do it more often."

Luka smiled down at her, and Marinette smiled back as she placed her hands over her beating heart. Her bluebell eyes sparkled like crystals. Marinette blinked as he grabbed his guitar again.

"Actually Marinette, I have been writing this song for you but didn't finish it in time for Valentine's Day…."

When Marinette thought she couldn't be even more over the moon, her mouth went agape. Luka, Paris's most talented up-and-coming musician, wrote a song for her. Her crush wrote a song for her!

"Would you like to listen to it?" Luka asked.

Marinette grinned so hard, feeling so eager to hear the melody of Luka's heart again.

"I would love to!"

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Before Marinette could listen to Luka's special melody Alya, Adrien, and all her other friends came to her wanting Valentine's themed coffee. But Alya caught on quickly that Marinette found her courage to confess to Luka, and Adrien picked up that Luka had a special song in store for her. Marinette's friends rejoiced in her bravery, and Marinette felt she could make coffees for everyone. At the same time, Luka prepared himself for a special after performance.

Marinette made everyone's coffee exactly how they desired and took extra care not to spill any as her friends rattled the table in excitement. Luka smiled at her from a distance, but Marinette told him she had one last thing to take care of in the back. Luka nodded as she held her tray close and rushed to the back.

Luka started playing some soft tunes thinking about how the melody was still incomplete. But he played the unfinished song once more as Marinette's friends took notice and gave Luka some ample praise.

As he nearly reached the unfinished climax of his song, Marinette came to him with a tray in her hand. And Luka was so enamored by the beautiful baker girl smiling at him that his guitar playing became more passionate. Marinette stopped in her place so she wouldn't interrupt him, but Luka started to find the missing piece to the love song he had spent so long writing. And when the song concluded, there was silence before Marinette's friends cheered and clapped for the two of them.

Marinette smiled and offered him the latte, but Luka put his guitar down before getting up and wrapping his arm around her. Marinette blushed and looked down as Luka accepted the latte with hearts and musical notes for the design.

"Thank you, Marinette," he whispered into her ear.

"Oh…" Marinette cried. "I think I should be thanking you."

#lukanette #pro lukamari #my writing #my fanfiction

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mxchellesworld · 3 years

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punk rock princess

spencer reid x reader

synopsis; where spencer’s working on the final paper for his third phd meanwhile you take on the task of making sure he takes a break.

warnings; smut, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, sub!spence if you squint, nipple piercings;),

a/n; i’m not saying this is my fantasy but .. this is my fantasy,, inspired by this song, y’all know the drill. you don't have to listen while reading but i always love to set the vibe. lastly y/n doesn't have any mentioned features or looks besides piercings/tattoos,, the rest is all up to you:)

pls send in feedback!

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A shiver crawled down your spine from the first squirt of dye hitting your scalp. The bubblegum pink shade being a change from the firey red which inhabited your head a mere 24 hours prior.

The process was muscle memory at this point. Brushing out your hair then parting and sectioning it off. However that was the only methodical part. The fun was in slapping on the dye, not a single worry about staining your hands or neck.

The sounds of heavy drums and bass guitar bounced off the walls in the bathroom of the small apartment. Even though the door was shut it wasn't enough to stop the sound from flowing into the living room where your boyfriend was working.

Spencer sat at the dining table, flipping through copious amounts of folders and books. His third thesis in the process of being written. The computer screen in front of him looking back with a mocking glow. Since apparently things had to be digital now.

Your feet padding on the wooden floor made him look up from the pages. Humming to the music as you walked into your bedroom. Then back out a few seconds later holding a towel and robe.

A small smile tugged across his face. Ever since you had moved in together he loved to watch your day to day actions. The way you played your music concerningly loud, your skincare routine which included cleaning your facial piercings. What fascinated him the most was that in the 13 months you’d been together he’d seen you dye your hair 7 times.

Not including any touch ups.

He stood from his place at the table, making his way to the bathroom. Two quick rasps on the door to check if you were decent. The action made you giggle.

“Come in!” you called, “I don’t know why you knock weirdo you’ve seen me naked plenty of times.”

A blush spread across his cheeks from both your words and your state of undress. His eyes tried to focus on the splotches of color on the counter, keeping the blood flowing to the head on his shoulders.

But it was hard when the sheer bralette you had on did very little to hide the metal bars in each of your breasts.

“Spence?” you said snapping a fingers in front of him.

He cleared his throat, eyes snapping to your face which held a smirk.

“Are uh those n-new?” he questioned, hand going to scratch the nape of his neck.

The usual silver balls at the end of the bars were now tiny jewell hearts. The color was a little hard to tell due to the material of your bra but from the change in your hair he could almost bet money they were also pink.

With swift hands you unclipped your bra and threw it on the closed toilet seat before turning to face him.

“Got them when I bought the dye yesterday,” you said pushing your boobs up with your hands, “You like?”

Spencer’s eyes were as big as saucers, frantically nodding, “Y-yeah they look nice.”

You dropped your hands to your hips, tugging off the shorts you had on. The wide brown eyes before you couldn’t get any bigger, trailing down your frame stopping to admire the bar in your belly button along with the ink which littered your ribs.

He watched as you got to your knees, turning on the bath faucet. You dipped your head under the water, a stream of pink filling the tub.

The slope of your spine bent over was a sight he'd seen more than enough times. He could pinpoint the beauty marks on your left shoulder, the small sun he sketched which ended up permanently on the back of your neck. But if he let his gaze drift a little further south he could see how deliciously the dark lace looked barley covering up your most intimate parts.

A smack to his calf got his attention.

“Earth to Spencer! Can you hand me the shampoo,” you asked which came out sounding a bit muffled.

He quickly scurried to the tub and reached over to grab the bottle, squeezing a bit of gel onto your open palm.

"I'm gonna go work on my thesis some more," Spencer said slowly shutting the door behind him.

Making his way back to the living room, he pulled a few files and sat down on the couch. Glasses sat on the bridge of his nose and red pen between his teeth and he stared in concentration.

They were the same words he had read over and over again. The lack of sleep causing a dull ache in his skull.

"You need to take a break love," you said walking over and sitting next to Spencer on the couch.

"I did take one," he argued back flipping through the file.

"Gawking at me before I shower for 2 minutes isn't a break," you said with a giggle, the warmth flooding back to his cheeks, "Cmon 25 minutes at least without a file in your hand. "

When he didn't respond you took matters into your own hands. Ripping the file from his grasp, earning a grumble of disapproval before you straddled his hips. Your arms circled his neck and your hands went straight to the back of his scalp, fingertips running in soothing motions.

"Isn't this so much better baby," you asked whispering in his ear.

He nodded quickly, staying silent as he let his actions speak louder. His large palms went right to your plush hips. Bucking up as he led you to grind yourself on his lap.

Letting his hands explore the material of your satin rope he could feel the lack of undergarments on your frame. Spencer dared to let his hands dip under the black fabric and take each one of your cheeks in the palm of your hand with a gentle squeeze.

You could feel his cock stiffening under you. If you looked down you'd probably be able to see a wet spot on his sweats, most likely a mix of your arousals.

Leaning forward you let your lips attack his neck, placing sloppy kisses sure to leave marks. The process of licking and biting making Spencer hold onto you tighter, almost as if he had his very own vampire to mark him up.

Trailing up to his ear you bit on the lobe before whispering, "Tell me what you need baby."

Lust filled brown orbs met your own as you each continued your steady grind.

"Please fuck me," he pleaded.

If only he knew how wrapped around his finger you were. As pretty as he sounded begging you'd give him anything.

You pulled the metal frames off his face, tossing them to the other side of the couch. He had complained one too many times about foggy glasses during sex. No matter how cute you thought he looked.

Your hands slid down his torso and reached to pull down his sweats. His precum soaked length was heavy in your hands. Pretty pink tip leaky and throbbing already. The first few pumps had whiny moans slipping from his lips, red from biting so hard.

"Unwrap me baby, it's all for you," you said tilting your head down, motioning to the strings holding your robe together.

Quickly he let his slender fingers go to the ends, a swift tug and it was like opening a gift on Christmas. Leaning forward he let his lips wrap around one of your nipples. A strangled moan leaving your mouth from the stimulation.

With a raise of your hips you lined his cock with your opening before sliding down. You both sighed at the same time, the feeling of him stretching you out and your warm walls hugging his length was just too good.

Slowly you rocked your hips testing the waters, soft gasps and curses left your lips. You could feel very vein and inch stuffed inside you.

Spencer on the other hand was having an out of body experience, there wasn't an inch of your skin which was left untouched. Unkissed. After you were settled he raised his hips meeting you halfway with each thrust.

"You're doing so well baby," you cooed down at him, "You love when I ride you hm? Best fucking seat in the house."

His eyes shut closed in pleasure as your pace quickened, "Love it so much. So so pretty," he mumbled out.

His arms pulled you close again. Chest to chest as you continued your movements. Your lips met in a lazy kiss, panting in each others mouths when you ran out of air.

You could feel him pulsating inside you. The iron grip he had on your hips as he helped drive you up and down on his cock was sure to feel sore the next day. His shoulders were sure to have corresponding crescent marks from your nails digging in.

"Touch me Spence m'so close love," you said breathlessly.

One of his hands fell down to the space where you both connected. Skilled fingers rubbing your sensitive bundle of nerves in quick circular motions.

Loud moans escaped your lips. Your head fell back to the familiar junction of his neck and shoulder, biting the skin in order to stifle your noises of pleasure.

"Y/n I can't hold it any longer, please cum with me," he whimpered out.

Nodding your head you grabbed onto the back of his neck, "Right behind you baby. Let go for me, I got you."

With a few more upward thrusts you felt him pull you down onto his cock, warmth spreading in your tummy. The feeling of his seed filling you up and his euphoric groans sent you over the edge.

You both rode out your orgasms, swiveling hips and satisfactory sighs of release leaving your lips.

After a few minutes of content silence listening to the music still flowing through the hall you moved to get up, the sticky mess between your thighs less than comfortable.

Warm arms kept you in place, denying your movement.

"Spence I gotta clean up," you said trying to push yourself off his chest.

"If I remember correctly you said at least 25 minutes and from my calculations I have 3 minutes and 38 seconds left of cuddle time," the lanky man under you said matter of factly.

You rolled your eyes, sighing but resting your head back on his shoulder, "If I get a UTI thats 3 minutes and 38 seconds of me playing screamo in your ear at full volume."

With one last squeeze he kissed the side of your head, the scent of ammonia only sightly bothering him, "Worth it."

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid smut #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds smut #criminal minds fic #chellewrites

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sugarysketches · 2 years

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.:2021 Art Summary:.

Ngl, I completely forgot I drew some of these this year FTGYHUJN 2021 Felt like three years in one, but it also feels weird that it's already over, ah well. I forgot to put my name on this but that doesn't rlly matter.

January I was actually planning on making this into a speedpaint, but I kept putting it off... and then I had to factory reset my PC, and lost the recording, oops. I don't rlly have anything to say about the picture itself, it's still good, all of the outfits are based on various things I drew Seb in before, I drew the entire thing while listening to Neil Cicierega.

February I apparently didn't post this one here? Weird, could've sworn I did. Anyways, I like this one too, though I don't rlly like the texture in the shading much anymore. The background is actually based on the way NomNomNami does hers, I might try doing it again some day tfygh.

March Another thing I didn't post here oops. This one's ok, still don't like that shading much, but otherwise it's cute. I don't remember anything particularly interesting about this one, other than the entire reason I drew it was bc I don't draw these two characters very often. OH, I did get a new tablet a short while after making this! and XP Pen... one of those fancy screen tablets.... I have never mentioned this to anyone.

April This started off as just a random doodle I decided to clean up and finish. I really like this one, it's so soft and round.... Also weirdly enough, after drawing this I realized I really like watermelon flavored stuff.

May This wasn't originally my pick for the May slot, but then one I did want to put here didn't fit, so I went with pink Fafnir instead. That's fine though, pink Fafnir is still good, I like the clouds in this one... Shoutout to ~Positive⭐Dance Time~

June Most of this month was taken by me drawing refs for characters, and drawing other people's characters for trades on TH. I had a few not ref pieces, but I like this one the best :3c I didn't like the shading when I first made it, but looking at it now I think it's really nice tbh.

July This month was also taken up mostly by character refs and other for other people, but this piece was honestly the highlight of the month for me.... I like it a lot, I think it's one of the best things I've drawn honestly. It makes me really happy <:3

August Speaking of things that make me happy, cats. I rlly like cat people man, they make me so happy trgfed That's the entire reason I drew this, entirely self indulgent, and I still love it TFGYBHUJ I'll have more cat people art in the future...

September This picture was actually originally based on a screenshot from I believe AC Pocket Camp, though I can't find the original image anymore. Anyways, this one's also still very good, I like drawing the food; and Yamilla's expression is a mood.

October Tbh I was torn on two different pics for this spot, with very different tones, but I decided to go with this one bc.... Idk, I just wanted to, anyways Stella is good and I rlly wanna try a ChupaChups Sparkling Water one day Shoutout to Shadow Shadow

November Tbh there's actually a pic in November that I liked more than this, but it's uh.... not Tumblr friendly, so I'm not putting it here RFTGVH This one's still good though! I actually originally sketched it in pencil before finishing it on comp.

December This picture's not super interesting, but it's special bc it's the first pic I did in a while for a speedpaint! Bc I rlly wanted to make speedpaints again after having not done that in like... almost a year? I think? So yeah, Helena says hi.

#Artists on Tumblr #Art summary #2021 Art Summary #putting links bc I'm posting this mroe for myself than for anyone else lol

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theravencawsatmidnight · 4 years

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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 .

Group Chat

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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#PinkChains #kyotani x reader #kyotani kentaro #kentarou x reader #kyotani 💕

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enbeemagical · 3 years

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For the past week and a half, I've been working on my first colored fanart; my first colored art in some time actually: a scene from @alls-fair-in-pride-and-prejudice's The Astronomer and The Mage (link is to the alternate, non-explicit version (c’mon, my little sister’ll be reading this; I’m not linking to the explicit one)).

It started as a quick stick-figure sketch, like most of my drawings do. On the left, Aaravos in the mirror, as seen by Lyra. On the right, Lyra in the mirror, as seen by Aaravos.

Then I got to work plotting it, which involved way too many careful straight lines and a ton of references to alls-fair-in-pride-and-prejudice's drawings of Lyra. Also, Google is probably confused as to why I needed a picture of Aaravos in the mirror specifically. It was quite unhelpful at first; apparently people mostly prefer to look at the star elf when he’s doing things, not when he’s just standing and looking in the mirror. 🙄

This is also when I realized I’d drawn the mirrors too small, or the people too big. I ended up deciding not to change it. Um, artistic license. Plus the bigger mirrors wouldn’t exactly fit on my paper, and I really didn’t want to re-draft the people smaller.

Finally, I could get to work on the actual people! Aaravos's hood was ridiculously hard, but not as hard as the dratted patterns! At least his cloak was pretty easy. (The hardest part was finding a good reference image. If you search ‘Aaravos hooded’ most of what you get is Aaravos decidedly not wearing his hood!)

Lyra wasn't too much easier there! Well, she was more difficult to figure out, but thankfully easier to draw once I figured out what I wanted. At one point I had her hand on the mirror, but ended up scrapping that because I can't draw foreshortening. Yet.

I also started doing the words. Since this scene goes with a few lines from Rewrite the Stars, I wanted to include those lines in the art. ....This may or may not have involved listening to Rewrite the Stars about seventy thousand times as I wrote/drew.

Aaravos tortured me here, because his starmark is RIDICULOUSLY hard to draw and I just could not get his smirk right! until I tried smirking and singing in the mirror anyway

Lyra decided to be nice, though, so I had a great time sprinkling stars over her shirt, and adding a cute bow and a pretty golden chain in her hair. And eyelashes. Look, Aaravos is prettier than anyone else, but he doesn’t have long eyelashes. I felt bad for Lyra, a regular human dating a superhot elf, so I gave her extra thick lashes. Silly? Maybe. Fun? Yeah.

Oh, and the words! They weren't super easy to place, but they were still more cooperative than Aaravos! And I loved finding the right places and sizes to get the effect I wanted, make certain words stand out more.

And finally, coloring. I copied the sketch using my grandfather's printer (he asked to see what I was copying and I said NO (I am perfectly happy with my grandfather not knowing I drew the sparkle elf). Then I got out my pencils and immediately realized I did not know EXACTLY WHAT COLORS TO USE, what a TRAVESTY, oh my STARS (only poking fun at myself). So I prepared some swatches and sent them to alls-fair-in-pride-and-prejudice, they sent back the ones they wanted, and I got to work!

Coloring Lyra was so fun! I especially liked giving her cheeks an extra pink undertone (blushing 'cause of Aaravos, ofc!), and shading under her nose. I really like shading, even though it's super hard. And her hair! Such a gorgeous dark brown, though I didn’t get it right until I realized I could use black. *facepalm*

And then Aaravos. My gosh, it was hard to find the right combination for his skin! I still don't think it's quite right, but it's close enough. I guess. Strangely, gray under the purple and blue helped.

His starmark didn't quite cooperate, and now he's got a second cloak, but eh. Close enough. (It felt so weird to color the 'whites' of his eyes black!) And I’m not convinced his hair looks right-- it feels like it’s either too starkly white or too lavender.

Gel pen for the little glints of light on their eyes, and for the stars and Lyra’s teeth, and I was almost done! Just the words and the mirror frames left.

Ooo, the words were fun to color! By this time my hand was hurting a bit, but whatever, who cares, I get to color the words! You may not be able to see it in the picture, but most of the words are black. The “I” and “you” in “I want you” are purple. In “you want me,” the “you” is blue, the “want” is dark red, and the “me” is purple. Down at the bottom, “hands” is purple over gold and “tied” is red over gold. Oh, and the little squiggly dash after “know”? That’s green. ;) Most of the colors relate to the rest of the color scheme, but that one was just because I wanted to put green in there.

And finished picture! Oof, this was a lot of work, but I can’t believe how ridiculously fun it was! And I’ve now got something to add to my portfolio, should I ever dare to include fanart.

(Reblogs are appreciated; reposts of any stage of this artwork are not allowed unless you are @alls-fair-in-pride-and-prejudice/ @butterfly-in-progress, as this is a gift for them.)

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