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Hi this isn't a request but may I ask why you didn't use she/her pronouns for grell in the baby fever one shots? I'm not sure if it's an error or something.
Hello there!
It was deliberate, but I don't remember the specifics behind it.
It may have been due to the way the ask was written and how it was more gender neutral, if the person who requested it asked me to do it that way, or if I just wanted to make it more gender neutral for the purpose of people being able to interpret if they could have a baby through pregnancy or adoption.
TL;DR I don't remember but I'm sure there's a reason lol
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Sooooo I should have posted about this prior, but, what’s planning on this blog lol Anyways, if you’d like one of the prompts from this list, and want to see a character for it, feel free to send it in! There are obviously 14 slots and I’m going to try to get to all of them as best as I can! I’ll preface by saying I’ve not updated my list, so feel free to send in characters that are or are not on it...I may know them!
This will be my first writing challenge, but it’s so cute I can’t help but wanna try~
If some spots don’t get it, I’ll just choose myself.
I hope to see some asks in my inbox~
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Be my Valentine - A Valentine’s Day themed content creation challenge
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Hello everyone! This fandom event is a collaboration between me and the lovely @chaosangel767 . Together we organized a little something to celebrate the upcoming holiday of love! 
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This is a content creation challenge that uses a list of 14 prompts. This is not limited to writers, so you may join with any form of art!  
Targeted towards but not limited to otome fandoms. (IkeSeries; ToT; MLQC; MysMe; Voltage; Obey me!; Love Unholyc, etc.) 
The challenge takes place from February 1st to February 14th. Remember not to stress over posting dates and do only as many as you wish! We’re doing this for fun :) 
@chaosangel767 Will create a masterlist featuring all works as well as their creators. The deadline is February 28th, 5 pm GMT.
The masterlist will be posted between February 28th and March 2nd.
When creating your works, you can use the tag #be my valentine content creation challenge for others to find it. Additionally, you may tag us in your posts so we can find them easily when making the masterlist! Posting to other sites is fine as well, as long as you mention the challenge and its creators.
Any additional rules are up to the content creators. The genre and rating of your works is up to you as long as you mark your nsfw content accordingly. You’re totally free to take requests using this list. 
You can always come and ask additional questions if you have any! I’m currently not taking requests, I’ll let you know when I plan to do that soon. 
Happy creating! 
[ Under the cut you will find the 14 prompts in a blank format. ]
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I can't seem to find the Undertaker NSFW alphabet you wrote 😭 I wanted to read it but it has vanished into the void :(
Hi there! It should be fixed now! I was fighting with this for quite a while because first, it seemed to disappear off my blog, and when it did reappear, it wasn't linking in my masterlist for the longest time.
But now, it's back! I hope you enjoy it!
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Here is the link for you if you don't want to navigate back to my masterlist!
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Hi, no one asked for this, but I blame @thewritingdungeon​ and their antics that spawned this creation.
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Endurance Training (Adult!Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader)
Warning(s): NSFW (18+ only), Adult Midoriya (I’m thinking like, partner/married/something), this is super sweet and wholesome and...Deku enjoys a meal~
Word Count: 894 words
“Izu—Izuku! N-no more, please!”  
“Hmm?” The green-haired man came out from between my trembling legs, licking his lips as he cocked his head to the side. “But, why? It’s only been,” Izuku glances over to the clock on the nightstand, “an hour and a half.”
I couldn’t help but let out a laugh at that. “That’s a long time for something like this!” I breathed out, my hair having long been stuck to my face as I pushed my sweaty body to lean up on my forearms. “I love you, but I don’t have that endurance like you do.” How could I being a mere civilian?  
At that, he pouted a little and rubbed his cheek against my inner thigh while one of his thumbs idly—or what seemed like idly to him—circled my clit. “But...I like doing this. It’s fun.” As if to reiterate that, he met my eyes full on, stuck out his tongue, and gave me a full lap against me. It only made me squeak and squeeze my eyes shut at the overstimulation.
It didn’t hurt, but damn, being eaten out for so long made it near impossible to think. “I-I know you do, and I don’t know how you can still just keep going.”
He shrugged and leaned down again, giving a wet open-mouthed kiss as his tongue began to move more furiously against me. “I don’t know.” He shrugged his shoulders, the muscles rippling against him. “Guess it must be my other training.” The way he said it so nonchalantly while he went even harder at his task made me fall back onto the mattress and hold a hand over my mouth to stifle the sob-like noise as my limbs began to tense up.
Izuku must have noticed immediately as he reached up and took the hand in his, lacing our fingers together as he stared down at me with a big smile that seemed to only sparkle more from the shine that was there. “Hey, hey, it’s okay.” He purred out, squeezing our hands as he leaned down to give me a kiss at the corner of my mouth. “I’ve got my best girl, you’ll be okay.” That only made my heart swell. The tender action showing he knew just when I was too overwhelmed for anything. “Just one more, Sweetie, and then we can be done?” He posed it as a question, but I could see the look of hope in his eyes. And with Izuku being the ever-loving hopeless romantic and wonderful man that he was, I simply couldn’t say no when I was nearly there. Especially since his other hand hadn’t let up continuing some stimulation that made up for the lack of his mouth on me.
“J-just one more.” I said, to which the smile on his face somehow got wider and he nodded his head quickly.  
“Yeah! Thank you!” The way he said it made it sound like he was getting his favorite meal. “I promise,” he hummed, going back down to my core with a happy grin on his face, licking his lips one more time, “just one more.”  
With that, it felt like he full on attacked me with his lips, tongue, and fingers. He was relentless, clearly wanting to get me there fast. “That’s it, c’mon.” He panted against me, eyes locked on my face to gauge when it’d come as I was a babbling mess.  
I was squeezing his hand hard, it felt like I’d crush his fingers between my own, but knowing him, that wouldn’t be possible. Instead, with my other hand to hold onto something, I grabbed and pulled at his hair which made him groan in response as I screamed out his name, back arching as I inadvertently pushed my hips into his face.  
From Izuku’s point of view though, I looked like the perfect mess—one of his own creation. Which is why he slowly lapped at me and pushed me into another small one with a scream. Although that one made me curl up and pull away from him which was his sign to be done.  
He happily hummed to himself though, petting my thigh and giving me a kiss against the skin. “You did so well, thank you Sweetie, you lasted longer than you’re used to.” He said, getting off the bed and making his way to the bathroom, grabbing a washcloth and running it under warm water to use to clean us up.
Izuku looked at himself in the mirror, noting the messier than usual hair, flushed cheeks, and the gleam against his skin. He loved the way he looked afterwards and couldn’t help but check himself out every time.  
But now’s not the time for that. Quickly wiping his face and neck, Izuku rinsed it out again before coming out to me and rubbing it along my skin in the most gentle manner he could. His other hand went to gently pet against my hair as he kissed my forehead and whispered sweet little words of affection and thanking me for going so long again.  
Once he was done cleaning us up, he flopped down beside me and wrapped me up in his arms. “We’ll have to work on getting your endurance up.” He hummed, kissing along my hairline. “I’d like to make an entire afternoon of this.”
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~Hello Friends~
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Apologies for the lack of content lately. Life has been... a thing. But I’ve missed writing for characters and for fun a lot, and I want to get to your requests! 
I will be honest, some of them I might just take off the list, but, if you’d want to revise something, feel free to resend an ask in! I want to sit down and start working on stories again~
I’ll be posting one later tonight (or tomorrow) and will work on some throughout the week when I can. 
I’m also still working on getting that Sesshomaru RP one done (which, my writing partner and I finished, and we’ve started a side story with some OC characters in the universe!) However, that being said, would you guys mind if I just...kept it in the RP format? Meaning, it’d be a lot of back and forth between characters and thoughts/interactions. I quickly found that it was hard to rewrite it to be a more cohesive story. Let me know what you guys think!
But in the mean time, I’d love to answer any random asks you might have! Whether it be what I think about certain characters, thoughts on anime series, etc., I love interacting you all! The asks can be as pure or simpy as you’d like~
As always, thank you for being amazing and I appreciate every one of you
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Just putting out the feelers on this, as this is something I've thought about for a while now.
So that I'm actually posting *something*, would you guys be interested in seeing a Sesshomaru story I've done?
It'd be a series featuring a darker skinned OC of mine. It's also an RP (a story I've written with someone) so I'd need to format and rework things so that it made more sense.
I've thought about this for a while now, and I know this blog is for requests, but, yeah, lemme know what you think!
(And when I mean long series, I mean loooooong. Like, I think this *at least* 300 Google Docs pages the last time I've looked.)
(I'll also say this right now, I'm not a fan of what they did in Yashahime *at all* so please don't bring that here, thanks.)
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Oh my goodness I got put on a reading list!!! I'm absolutely giddy about this! Thank you so so so much, and I'm glad you enjoyed it that much to put on here!
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Also, I definitely second checking out @nellblazer !!! They're wonderful, so nice, and such a creative writer! They've got such a way with making me love characters I don't know about!
Honestly, they've got so many series that I love, it's hard to choose 😅 But I'll try!
-Fire & Gold (The Hobbit): Thorin x Reader
-Rules of the Charter (Sons of Anarchy): Chibs Telford x Reader
-Be Thee Wolf or Sheep? (Far Cry 5/Marvel): Several Marvel x Reader
(They're very diverse in fandoms and there are *several* more that you should check out!)
Asraime’s Reading List
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I’ve not been feeling the best and due to that, I go through phases where I read a crap ton of fanfiction. I will admit, I have been slacking in showing my support for all the amazing writers who have posted such amazing works. In an attempt to remedy that I want to share with you guys some of what I’ve been reading over the last few months. Go check out everyone on this list as they are all amazing!
High key exposing myself in what I read a lot of xD
(List begins under the cut)
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Heya, was wondering if you're still writing
Heh, eventually I'll get around to it again. I've got several requests that I've started...and they're nearly done. 😅 I just need to make some time to write again!
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Wow, what’s this? I’m actually posting something? I know, crazy right?
Well, I got this idea from a good friend and I wanted to make sure I got it out for them. I hope you enjoy this holiday-themed fluff!
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Tree Decorating (Gaara x GN! Reader) (Modern AU)
Warning(s): mentions of Gaara’s sad past, fluff, fluff, and more fluff to more than make up for it
Word Count: 1,709
“What...is this, (F/N)?” Gaara’s eyes scanned the living room that was currently covered in plastic boxes, garland, lights, and the most noticeable thing: a large artificial pine tree that sat in the corner with you on the ground trying to wrap the skirt around the stand’s legs. 
“I’m...decorating?” Your statement came out as an unsure question, given how the mess that was currently in the room seemed to say otherwise. “I thought...it’s our first holiday together in this home, and what better way to celebrate it with a tree and decorations?” It came out as a question again, but more of a rhetorical one this time. 
Gaara continued to stare at the festive mess, but the inkling of a small smile began to spread on his lips. “I think that’s a wonderful idea.” He said, giving you some relief that all the decorations you bought weren't for nothing. “Would you like some help?” He asked, finally taking off his shoes and hanging up his coat near the entrance.
You nodded your head excitedly, hopping up and brushing your pants off of any tinsel strands that may have fallen onto you while you were putting up the tree skirt. “That’d be great, we can start hanging up the ornaments first, and then we’ll see if we want anything else up.” 
He chuckled as you rattled off your ideas, silently appreciating how excited you were about all of this. “Why don’t you get them set up and ready for us to hang on the tree. I’ll get us something to drink.” 
You gave a quick ‘okay!’ as he walked off into the kitchen while you began to gather the hooks and put them on as many of the baubles and decorations as you could before he came back. There was one special ornament though that you were saving until later, that one you slid underneath the couch so he wouldn’t stumble upon it.
Gentle footsteps alerted you to your lover’s return as he cared in two mugs for you, steam slowly billowing its way out of them. “I know the snow might not be falling just yet, but...it’s still cool enough for some hot chocolate, yes?” Now it was his turn to seem unsure of his current actions as he handed you your mug. 
You took it from him with a big smile before leaning up and kissing his cheek. “I think it’s a perfect time for it.” And the fact he grabbed your special mugs made you all warm, even before the hot beverage slipped past our lips as you took a sip. “Okay, let’s get to work!” 
The both of you began to hang the ornaments up one by one, starting with the baubles. They were mainly red with gold glitter that criss-crossed its way across the spherical object. Those, with the help of Gaara hanging them up as you stood back to observe how they would be hung, were the ‘main’ baubles that were the attention grabbers. The rest of them were more plain, but still pretty, white iridescent like bulbs. 
Gaara had stepped back to take a sip of his hot chocolate, looking at the tree in satisfaction as you busied yourself with fluffing up some of the branches again. His eyes drifted back to the rest of the floor though and still saw several boxes of ornaments. Honestly, this was a lot more relaxing than he thought it would have been and appreciated that he came home to be able to participate in it. He had a feeling you were only hesitant at the beginning because you knew things like this weren’t a thing for him growing up. And when he lived alone, he never did it because it was something that he never had as a kid, so why bother as an adult?
But seeing it now, the meticulous placement of decorations and the soft, yet bright, glow of the lit tree brought a sense of peace to him that he longed to continue having.
“Gaara?” You asked, turning to him for a moment as he seemed to have spaced out. He did that every so often, and you let him linger in it as you could tell he was in thought. It wasn’t that you didn’t care about what he was thinking, merely you knew he was processing things in his own way. “Shall we start hanging the decorations?” You asked as you hung up a beaded snowflake for him.
He blinked after a moment, focusing back on you and the task at hand once more. “Of course, I’d love to.” He set the mug down on the coffee table before taking the snowflake ornament and making his way back to the tree, the hard soles of his slippers softly clicking against the hardwood floor. It was great to clean up spills, but horrible when it came to keeping feet warm in the winter.
Gaara decided to hang it up near the top of the tree before you hung up a small pine cone with glitter on it a little ways away from it. 
“For these ones...I’d say just place them wherever you want, okay?” You said, to which he gave a small nod of his own and went to grab a few more to hang up alongside you.
The ornaments ranged from bells, more snowflakes, reindeer, icicles, and other festive type of decorations for the holidays that you could find. And honestly, you admired the precise and delicate way Gaara hung up each ornament--almost as if he was worried it’d break. But given his attention for detail and his ever gentle way of handling things, you doubted anything like that would happen. 
The both of you made quick work of the hangable items, and then you decided to decorate the rest of the living room with tinsel and lighting along with a hanging bell decoration that hung from the staircase banister that led to the second floor.
It had quickly gotten late, time flew by much faster than you had anticipated, even though you tended to work in relative silence--other than the occasional comment of asking about the placement of an object or asking for help to hang something. 
But as the two of you sat on the couch, cuddled together under a blanket, you saw him looking back at the lit tree in a bit of confusion. Noticing this, you gently rubbed the back of his hand with your thumb, as they were laced together. “What is it, Gaara?”
His eyes never left the tree, but a bit of a frown formed on his face now that you noticed his staring. “It’s just...is there not supposed to be some sort of topper?” Gaara wasn’t totally unaware of the typical appearance of decorated trees when the holiday season came around just because he never had one in his home. And while this tree was pretty, he felt something was missing all the same. 
You smiled and leaned your head against his shoulder, “Mmm, I suppose we could put one up. But, I had something else in mind.”
“Like what?” He asked, curiosity pulling his attention away from the glowing holiday tree to look back at you. 
You hummed and reached underneath the couch, pulling out a small, wrapped, flat rectangular box. “Here, why don’t you open this and hang it up at the top.” 
“But...it’s not time to open gifts yet?” Was his immediate response, feeling like he shouldn’t open something that’s wrapped until it was time to open up other gifts. 
You giggled and nudged him in the side a little, “It’s okay, I gave it to you for a reason. It’s something to hang on the tree, so it should get put up now so we can appreciate it for the whole season.” 
Well, he couldn’t argue with that. 
Getting up from his spot on the couch, although making sure you were still covered and warmed from the blanket, he made his way to the tree and unwrapped it. If it was a gift for him, he wanted to see exactly what it was.
Lifting the lid, he immediately sucked in a breath at seeing what was there--it was a star with an inscription in the middle of it: Gaara and (F/N)’s First Holiday Together.
There were so many emotions running through his head that it took him a moment to say or do anything. You figured he’d like it, so the silence didn’t bother you at all, instead you watched as he slowly cradled the ornament to his chest with a bright smile. “Yes, it is our first holiday where we’re truly together.” His voice was quiet, but filled with pure appreciation for the thoughtfulness behind the ornament. Gaara walked back to you quickly, confusing you as to what was happening before he eased you up off the couch, “Let’s hang it up together, okay?” He asked, his eyes held a certain sparkle in all the string lights that were lit up around the room. 
“I’d like nothing more.” You answered back as you walked back to the tree together and pulled the star out of the box. Stretching your arms a bit, you reached as high as you could on the tree to put it at the top most point.
Once it was hung up, you smiled and wrapped an arm around Gaara’s waist, smiling up at the star that now seemed to glow with the rest of the lights on the tree. “It turned out beautiful, didn’t it?” You hummed, unable to take your eyes away from the tree. 
“It truly did.” He turned in your hold to be face to face with you. “Thank you for letting me partake in this, (F/N). It was a wonderful idea.” Gaara leaned in to tenderly press a kiss against your lips. “I love you, and I can’t wait to spend more holiday’s together.” He whispered against your lips, his teal eyes opening to look into your (E/C) ones.
You could only smile back and press another kiss against his lips. “I love you too, Gaara. I can’t wait to see what this season has in store for us.”
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Hiii :) I just read your Tobirama angst fic about infertility issues and I wanted to ask did you write a part 2 for it? I was able to find it but if you haven’t can I request one where she finally gets pregnant 🥺
Hello my dear!
First, lemme apologize for taking waaaaayyyy too long to answer this simple request. 
There is a second part, technically, and...well, I’ll just let you read it and see how you feel about it. 
I do have a third part in the works though that will be MUCH happier than these two, I promise!
But for now, here are the links for them:
Part 1 (which I assume is the one you read) and Part 2
Let me know if you have any issues with the links though! And if you would like to let me know who you are, lovely anon, I can let you know when that third part comes out~ Thank you for sticking with me!
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holu shit ur so sweet and love ur blog ☺️☺️❤️
O-oh! Oh my! This is such a sweet and unexpected thing to wake up to this morning! It's got me all soft >///< thank you so much for the kind words anon!
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hi! you could make Undertaker, Sebastian and Grell with a Y / N want a baby and try to send all the signals to them kisses from Brazil🇧🇷❤
This one is a long time coming, so I hope it is quite alright!
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Undertaker:
Dealing with so much death has made the Undertaker a bit oblivious to the conception of life…and that’s even more true when you try to bring it up to him.
Every time you mention a child, it either turns into him getting incredibly sad and muttering about a child-sized coffin he has to make, or he just will blatantly disregard it.
It’s not that he doesn’t want children, far from it. He just has never considered that option in his life.
So having to be incredibly blunt with him is a necessity in order to get your point across.
You sit him down across from you and have a serious discussion about wanting to have a child in your life…a child with him.
He would listen whole-heartedly, his lime green eyes peeking out from under his hair so you know he’s seriously listening and actually hearing you.
Given how long he’s been with you, he’s more than open to the idea. However, he has a preference.
Not that he wouldn’t want to have a child with you or from one of you, but he’d prefer to adopt a child. There were so many orphans in London after all, and he knows the both of you could give them a good life full of love and with full bellies.
But of course, that’s a discussion that can go into more depth later. Knowing that he is willing to make a family with you is more than enough to put you at ease.
Sebastian:
Sebastian doesn’t miss the way that you gaze at small babies when on a stroll through a park, or how you immediately go to the ‘mother’ section in the newspaper.
However, you’re unsure of how to even bring it up to him. Sebastian seemed more than perfectly content with it just being the two of you. And…you didn’t want to ruin that.
Instead, you took to knitting up small hats and onesies to donate around the inner city, wanting to provide for some mothers for their children.
That’s when Sebastian decided to comment on it and say, “I do hope you plan on making those for our child.”
The comment would make you pause and look at him in confusion before he clarified, “You do want a child, yes?” He knew he was right, when is he ever wrong after all?
Your face would immediately brighten and nod enthusiastically. You hadn’t intended to give so many unintentional signals, but you were glad he was ever perceptive.
“In that case,” he’d take your hand and kiss the back of your knuckles, his eyes glowing red, “let’s get on that, shall we?”
Grell:
Trying to get Grell to notice you want a child is…near painful.
He’s so engrossed whatever is happening in that moment that you wonder if he could plan for a child in the future.
That’s even more true when you’d point things out. “Isn’t this bonnet cute?” “What do you think is a good lullaby to sing to a baby?” “Do you think our child would be adorable?”
Surely that last one would have gotten a reaction from him.
It did, but still not in the way that you’d want. “Well, of course! We’re both magnificent, I’m sure they’d be absolutely fabulous!” And then…he’d continue on with what he was saying from before.
Clearly being subtle does not send the right messages.
Finally, you’d blurt out, “I want a child with you Grell!”
And for once, there’s silence….
“With…me?” He’d ask, his face getting nearly as red as his hair. You’d only nod after sort of letting lose your thoughts, a bit nervous of this unsure nature from him.
Covering his hand with his mouth a little and glancing away, he’d pull you into a hug and hide his face into your neck. “I…would like that a lot. I’ve been thinking about it for a while now too, so I’m glad you said something.”
That nearly made you roll your eyes. Grell? Being bashful and unsure? Who would have thought? But that joy from him agreeing far outweighed that slight annoyance and it made you smile.
After all, you’d get to have a child with the man you loved.
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I'm surprised no one else has taken the chance to say this after reading your post but it's absolutely understandable why you haven't been able to write in a while. I hope you're feeling well and doing better in general during this very, very trying time. Please look after yourself as best as you can and stay safe 💞
This made me tear up >.< Thank you so so much for those kind words! I worry about letting people down a lot and I want people to be able to live out their dreams and fantasies through my stories since they’re requests. I don’t necessarily expect people to say anything, but it means the world when they do! 
So thank you wonderful anon for your kindness. And if you have a request with me, I hope you don’t mind waiting! <3
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Life/Blog Update
Okay, so Saturday went by like a flash and I meant to get this out yesterday (and a couple of weeks ago) but here is now, better late than never!
First, I am not getting rid of this blog nor do I intend to stop writing. I know I haven’t gotten anything out in a while, but my life has taken so many twists and turns that I haven’t expected in the last couple of months.
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With the pandemic, I lost one of my jobs and was living off one part time job for a while. And I was out for around two weeks after potentially having the virus (I couldn’t get tested because I didn’t have all the symptoms (even though the other symptoms I did have got added on later)). So I was incredibly anxious and stressed about my situation and trying to ‘adult’ in a time where I had no idea how to deal with any of this.
Next game the death of George Floyd. This affected me in several reasons. First being...I’m black (well, mixed, but you take one look at me and most people would be like “Oh yeah, she’s black.”) And I live in a state and city that is so white, that I was only one of three black people in a 400 or so size marching band in high school, and when I see another black person in public we do the head nod because it’s recognition that we exist here. Second, I go to Minneapolis fairly frequently given my best friend lives there, and I have several other people I know that live there. I cannot put into words how odd it is for me to have been in a city where something like that has happened and trying to process how it feels so close to home.  However, the hardest part of this for me is feeling like I’ve had a target on my back in my city whenever I go out anywhere now. I’ve had people ask if I was carrying bricks on me to destroy stuff, that it’s just a mask that makes black people look suspicious, and so many people telling me that they understand how I feel, or the white side of my family brushing this off as racism not existing. I could honestly go on and on about this issue and if anyone does want to talk about it, feel free to message me (or ask me questions on my thought corner) because it’s hard to describe the pain of seeing in the headlines again and again “another black man has died by the hands of a cop” and feel that intense heartache in my chest. TL;DR, this situation has messed me up quite a bit.
But speaking of headlines...I am now in a full-time position where I was previously a part-timer. This comes after an intense depression of not being good enough or living up to what I got my degree for in college. I’m a news producer for a local television station and my shows that I produce have some of the top ratings. Oh, and I have to be to work at three in the morning >.> Now, a full time job in this pandemic and world right now should have come easy and a no brainer. But it caused me a lot of anxiety as it comes with a two year contract that I was anxious to sign because of those questions of “what if I don’t like this job?” type of thing. And I did ‘cave’ and sign it, knowing I wouldn’t get anything better in my area of studies any time soon as people were also in a hiring freeze. And because two years is just...really scary sounding to a 23-year-old who is still figuring out their life, I had to go back on some medication and am currently trying to figure out what help is available for me mentally too. And now that I’ve been in this full-time position for nearly a month (holy cow that went fast) I have been enjoying it quite a bit. The days go by incredibly fast, and people are praising me for the work I do (which makes me uncomfortable, but I’ve never been good at taking compliments). If you’re curious about what I all do though, I wouldn’t mind going more in depth about that!
Finally, because of this...I won’t be able to apply for an abroad teaching position in Japan this year, much to my dismay. It’s something I’ve dreamed about doing and to know I won’t be able to this year really sucks. Which, I know is a small thing compared to everything else, but damn, sometimes you just need to feel sorry for yourself.
Anywho, I’m not leaving, I’ve just been going through some stuff, and I’m hoping to find some time to write again as when I formed this blog, I had had A LOT more time on my hands than I do now. 
I’ve missed you, and if you’ve taken the time to read this, I love you!
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Hello! Yes, it is! I've just been super super busy and preoccupied with real life. I'll make a post on Saturday to say whats been going on in my life.
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Announcing my Thought Corner
Hello all! I usually won’t post about stuff like this on my main blog, since I want to reserve it for stories, requests, and asks pertaining to those requests. So I’ll try to keep this short.
I have a side blog where I will post anything and everything that comes to my mind, reblog stuff, and other random things like doing AMAs and such. I’m super excited for you guys to actually get to know some more about who I am. I hope you decide to come sit in my corner!
It’s called, A Fanatic Fangirl’s Thought Corner and you can either click on that or use this URL to check it out, whatever is easier or makes the most sense (https://fanatic-fangirl-thought-corner.tumblr.com/)
Thank you so much for all your support! And this blog will also let you know that I did not drop off the face of the Earth and I am still very much around. 
I hope to see ya there!
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Absolutely love your Gaara x Reader fanfic, you are extremely talanted!! Just wondering if you could write a fic where Gaara and reader just reach that threshold of going from friends to something more? Maybe a little fluff and first kiss/affections?
Ack, thank you so much for the high praise! You’re too much anon, but, thanks for being wonderful! I hope this comes to you well! I apologize for getting it out late. But it’s cute and fluffy and hopefully something that will make you giddy! Enjoy~
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The Winds of Change (Gaara x Fem!Reader)
Warning(s): so much fluff and cuteness
Word Count: 2,495
“Amazing….” Gaara breathed out, his eyes firmly locked on the impossibly perfect form in front of him.
“What’s amazing?” Oh, had he said that out loud? (F/N) had turned to look at him as she had just been petting a goat.
“The goat. The goat is amazing.” He attempted to cover his slipup as he turned to pet the goat as well, the animal eagerly searching for any food or nibbles that they may have.
She laughed and nodded in agreement. “They are amazing creatures, aren’t they? So silly, but so human at the same time I think.”
Again, his gaze became focused on her, then back at the goat who was trying to dig I her jacket pocket. “I suppose they are. Although, I can’t imagine most humans would try and stick their mouths into another’s pocket. Their faces couldn’t fit.” He attempted to be funny, wondering if she would laugh at all.
(F/N) stared at him for a moment and then back down to the goat who had moved around to her other pocket. “I mean, there are some weirdos out there.” She looked back up and flashed a smile to him though. “But I agree, perhaps not quite as human as I made them out to be after all.”
“Hey, Gaara, (F/N), come over here for a sec!” The loud voice could only be Naruto Uzumaki. It had been his bright idea to go to a petting zoo that had just opened up in the newly formed Leaf Village. Gaara had been against it, but the moment he heard (F/N) was going, well, how could he say no?
Giving a final pat on the head to the goat and a promise to bring back some food next time, (F/N) took his hand and pulled him along—which only served to make Gaara’s hand and heart warm at the simple but in his eyes, intimate, interaction.
Naruto was accompanied by his new bride, Hinata, who was just stepping out from behind a cutout of a cat. “They’re doing pictures.” She spoke delicately, bringing Gaara and (F/N) to stand behind the cutouts. “We think you should get one. Naruto and I did it, and it’ll be a nice memory.”
“I don’t—” Gaara was cut off by an enthusiastic voice beside him.
“That’s a great idea!” (F/N) turned to Gaara with an excited look in her eyes. “Can we do it? Please?”
No way he could turn down such a request when it came from her. “If you wish.” He nodded and stuck his head through the horse cutout while (F/N) opted for the chicken one beside him. Gaara couldn’t help the small smile on his face as he stood next to her, regardless of the silly nature of the picture.
After the photographer took the image and printed it out, (F/N) took it from him and eagerly showed it to Gaara. “Aren’t we cute?” Yes, yes she was cute. But her attention quickly turned to Hinata who was giving Naruto a look that made Gaara a little suspicious. What exactly were they up to? Hinata had her and Naruto’s picture—he opted for the dog cutout—and her and (F/N) were gushing over them while Naruto announced they’d be getting some food for the ducks as that was next on the path.
“We?” The Kazekage asked, giving him a confused look as Naruto pulled him away to a stand that had small bags of food.
As Naruto handed over the money, he glanced behind them to see the girls still excitedly pointing at their pictures before turning back to Gaara. “So, have you made a move yet?”
Gaara’s brows pushed forward a little, wondering what he was getting at. “What do you mean?” He asked his good friend to which Naruto motioned back towards (F/N).
“You know, with (F/N). Have you told her you like her yet?” The moment Naruto saw his friend stiffen and a tinge of pink dust the man’s cheeks, he only grinned. “Knew it. Why don’t you ask her out?”
Taking two of the bags of food for himself and (F/N), Gaara shook his head. “I…do not believe I am anything more than a friend.” He admitted, not even wanting to try. Having been rejected from so much love throughout his life, he doubted it was possible to attain even more.
Naruto gave his friend a cheeky grin, “You won’t know until you try!” He said before wrapping a comforting arm around his friend’s shoulder. “You’ve had feelings for her for a long time. Don’t think I haven’t seen. Hinata’s noticed too.” That only served to make Gaara a bit more embarrassed. “It’ll be fine. Just trust your gut.”
“Trust my gut….” He muttered to himself as they made their way back to the women who had carefully put the pictures in their bags.
“Ah, there you are! I was wondering if you had gotten lost!” (F/N) grinned and took one of the bags out of Gaara’s hand. “I’m glad you’re found though.” She added, biting her lip a bit as she played with a piece of her (H/C) hair.
Hinata gave a small giggle to which (F/N) shot her a tiny glare to hush. “Let’s go see the ducks, shall we?” She ignored the glare from her friend and intertwined her arm with Naruto’s as they made their way over to the animals.
After a long day at the petting zoo, Hinata and Naruto bid their farewells, opting to cook for themselves at home. But also, each having nudged their friends to make a move on the other.
As they watched the couple take off, (F/N) turned to Gaara. “Today was fun, wasn’t it?”
Gaara looked to her, giving a little nod. “Yes, it was quite fun today.” He agreed, having enjoyed being so close to her for once. It was the closest he’s been and he felt more at peace than ever around her.
“I…don’t want to part ways quite yet. So, um, if you’d like…you can come to my place? I’ll cook us something.” She had her arms crossed behind her back as she kicked at an invisible stone. How adorable.
“I’d be honored.” Gaara gave her a small smile, to which she immediately lit up and took his hand, although he could feel the slight tremble in it as she led them back to her place.
Setting her keys on the entryway table and taking off her shoes, she waved her arm. “Make yourself at home. It’s not much, but, I find it’s best to live simply.” That was something he could agree on.
Slipping off his own shoes, he padded into the living room and noticed the large bookshelves that lined the walls. He must have been gawking as he heard a little laugh come from the kitchen area.
“My books are the exception.” (F/N) said as she began to pull out food from the fridge to prepare their meals.
“It’s quite a collection.” He acknowledged, tracing his fingers over some of the spines.
The sound of chopping was heard coming from the kitchen and a chuckle. “Yeah, if I see a book that sounds interesting, I tend to just grab it. To be honest, I’d say about half of the books on the shelves are unread. I just keep rereading some of the other ones.”
He gave a small smile to that and pulled out one of the more worn books that presumably was one such book. “You know what you like.” Gaara commented, only to hear what sounded like a reply and a faint ‘Gaara’ in it, but he couldn’t quite hear. “What was that?”
“N-nothing!” (F/N) called out as a quick muttering in what sounded like she was talking to herself. “Uhm, dinner will need to sit for a while. I hope you don’t mind stew.” She said, coming out and wiping her hands on a hand towel before joining him on the couch.
“I don’t mind at all. It sounds good.” He said, sitting there for a while in silence and confusion. She seemed to be mulling something over in her head. What could it be?
“Gaara, I need to tell you something.” She all but whispered, unsure of how he would take it.
Blinking at her in confusion, he turned to face her a bit more. “What is it?” He asked, wondering where this was going. “You can tell me anything. I’m quite good at keeping secrets.”
She laughed, but it almost sounded more of a reassuring tone to it than a mocking one. “I know I can, Gaara. But, it’s not a secret.” Steeling herself, and taking a deep breath, she looked at him with determination in her eyes. “Gaara, I like you.” Her voice was ever so shaky. “As more than a friend.” She quickly added, wanting to make sure he knew where she was going with this.
Was he hearing this right? (F/N) (L/N)…liked him as more than a friend? He felt like his head was going to burst from all the steam and pressure as he tried to process what he was hearing. He couldn’t believe that as dense as Naruto was, he was able to see that there was potentially a shot with her. And now it was really happening.
Apparently, he had been silent for too long though as a small ‘Um, Gaara?’ interrupted his thoughts. Even though he had been staring at her, his eyes only just refocused to see that she was playing nervously with a strand of her (H/T) hair.
“I…understand if you don’t feel the same way. I live here in Konohagakure and you in Sunagakure. So, we may not be as close as I think we are. But I’ve liked you for a long time, honest.” She admitted, getting all of her feelings out. “And I don’t mind doing a long-distance thing either. That is,” her hand reached out to take his, the trembling even more noticeable than before, “if you’ll let me be a part of your life.”
“This is a lot to process.” He immediately says, to which (F/N)’s face falters a little to one of disappointment. Realizing that it came off as uninterested, he attempted to clarify. “I never thought someone could love me other than a family or a friend.” Gaara admitted, his teal eyes staring into her (E/C) ones. “I have hoped, of course. But never thought….” He closed his eyes and squeezed her hand a little. “I’ve…admired you as well, (F/N). For quite some time.” It felt odd to actually admit to this out loud. Truth be told, he had never intended to let her know of how he felt. After all, how could it be possible that someone could love a former monster? She knew who he was when he first met Naruto all those years ago, and to think, she’s seemed to have seen past that.
The worry from her face all but disappeared and was instead straining to hold the wide grin. “I’m just, so happy, Gaara.” Now that he knew her feelings, the way she said his name just gave him the best possible butterflies in his stomach. His affections were returned and acknowledged after all.
“I’m…happy…as well.” It was odd to verbalize that word, ‘happy’, aloud. He’s felt it before, especially in more recent memory, but never have said it.
(F/N) giggled and laced her fingers with his hand, seemingly at ease as she let out a breath he noticed she had been holding. “I’m relieved to hear that. I was worried you may not feel the same. But, I just had to get it out there on the off chance there was something.” Even though they were sitting, she swung their hands back and forth.
Gaara was amused at the hand swinging, letting her do it. She seemed so genuine and so relieved that he had accepted her feelings. He was glad she was brave enough to take that first step for the both of them. “Thank you, (F/N), for letting me be in your heart.” He said suddenly, tentatively raising a hand to press against her upper chest to where her heart would be. This was already a big step for him to have said anything about his feelings in general, so, he may as well tell her how appreciative he was.
Now it was her turn to stare at him in silence. She seemed to be trying to process what he had said, and when she finally did, a flush rose on her cheeks. “I-it’s nothing, really.” He hadn’t thought what he said was that impactful, but, perhaps it was. “I’m just more than happy that,” her other hand raised up to lay over hers on her chest, the other hand still laced with his, “you’re here with me too.”
“There’s no placed I’d rather be.” Gaara smiled, squeezing their hands one more time. This seemed to bring even more color to her face as she nervously glanced to the side, to his face, and then up to his eyes. “(F/N)?” He said, sensing there was something else she wanted to say.
“I’m going to kiss you.” And before Gaara could process those words, (F/N) had leaned forward and softly placed the kiss on his cheek. He didn’t breathe, didn’t move, and didn’t blink as his mind went blank. She seemed to stay there forever, or at least, it felt like she did as even when her lips left his cheek, he still felt them there. “I’ve…been wanting to do that for a while.” (F/N) admitted sheepishly. “I was on a roll with everything else, so I figured I may as well do that too.”
His eyes closed and a soft smile graced his own face. “Yes, you did.” It felt unfair to him to have her give him a kiss, he was the one too afraid to confess after all. She deserved something too. Leaning forward, he placed his own gentle kiss to her forehead and a faint gasp was heard from her. When he pulled back, it looked like she was struggling to not burst as her face had gone completely red and she was stuttering. Before she could say anything else, his nose sniffed the air and glanced towards the kitchen. “I think our dinner is burning, (F/N).” Gaara commented, letting her know that it probably needed to be stirred.
This seemed to snap her out of whatever spell she was under and (F/N) quickly shot up and went into the kitchen with a ‘No, no, no!’ as she went.
Gaara smiled to himself and placed a hand on the cheek she had kissed while he watched her attempt to save the stew. If this was what life would be with her, he didn’t think he’d get used to it—not that he would want to anyways. After all, he could never stop finding new ways to admire and appreciate her.
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