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chrisevansonly · 6 months

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨: 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: the day had finally come to bring little matteo to the track. charles had been waiting for this day since he was born, but made sure to wait until you were ready. now matteo is 6 months old and his father couldn’t be more excited to show him everything he could about f1

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions of anxiety, harsh media but other than that, lots of fluff!

𝐚/𝐧: here she is! chapter two and man have the past few days been taxing on me, i’m just trying to focus on writing and ignoring everything else so, i hope your enjoying this series and are looking forward to this chapter! it’s a bit on the shorter end but i hope that’s okay, i haven’t been feeling well lately<3

𝐰𝐜: 900 ish…?

🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️

It was finally the long-awaited day, well for Charles at least, where little Matteo was finally going to be heading to the track to watch the grand prix. Well technically you had agreed to qualifying day and if all went well then you would come back for the race on Sunday. It wasn’t like you didn’t want to bring your baby boy to watch his father do what he loves, you were still just an anxious new mom, and your husband knew that.

“Okay, extra bottles…his pacifier, pluto the dog”

“Baby, I think you have everything..”

Shaking your head you paused

“Charles, I need to make sure I have everything because if I don’t and he freaks out I-I just”

“Whoa..okay..”

Charles placed his hands on your shoulders, your eyes coming up to meet his which of course were full of nothing but love for you

“Are you sure you want to come?” he asked, no hint of disappointment at all

“Yes, I do..Char I promise I do..I’m sorry I just am all over the place I suppose”

Charles nodded, understanding exactly where you were coming from, thankfully the two of you were able to have a quiet moment together as Matteo napped before you had to leave

“It’s okay, I know you’re anxious, but we’ll take it one step at a time okay? When I can’t be with you I know Joris or Marta will be right?”

You nodded

“You also know if you need anything at all you can have someone from the team get me right away right..?”

He waited until you nodded once again before pressing a kiss to your forehead

“Right…no you’re right..okay I think I have everything ready to go then”

“Good, then let’s go get the little man and head out!”

Monaco was a beautiful city, but on race week and weekend it seemed to get that much more magical. The paddock was no different, familiar faces and friends could be spotted easily, Charles’s family around as well which was perfect for Matteo

“Bonjour petit ours!”

At the sound of Arthur Leclerc’s voice, Matteo squealed as he began to wave his little arms around, the younger Leclerc brother quickly coming over and taking him from you, before leaning forward to pull you in for a hug, placing a kiss on both of your cheeks

“Bonjour chouchou”

“Hi Thur, nice to see a familiar face”

He smiled

“Yes I would think so, this year is a bit crazy, I was just about to walk over to the Ferrari garage if you want company?”

“I’d love that! Where is Carla?”

Matteo placed a hand on Arthur’s cheek as he babbled away, his little eyes looking at everything around him

“Oh she is on her way, i’m sure she’ll be glued to you both”

Ever since you’d started your relationship with Charles and had the chance to meet Carla when she came into Arthur’s life, you’d been super close to one another, it was like having a little sister all in one.

“Well he seems to be quite content to be here”

You smiled as you looked at your little one, his eyes still enamoured by the sights and noises

“I’m surprised, I was so anxious he’d be scared of everything”

“He is a Leclerc, he was born for this.”

Arthur sent you a wink as you both arrived at the garages, truth be told the comment he made had sent a bit of worry throughout you. Charles grew up karting, and it was something he had begun to talk to you about with Matteo, and you were absolutely terrified. Terrified at the thought of him getting in that little kart, terrified to watch him go fast and potentially get hurt. It was a thought for another day.

Matteo had settled back into your arms as his uncle kissed his head and then walked away towards some of his F2 friends he’d spotted, giving you time to bring your baby boy over to the garage. It wasn’t long before he let out his tell tale excited squeal, and it meant he had either spotted his father, or Max Verstappen. Matteo’s relationship with Max was something so adorable, he’d gotten close to the dutch driver from a young age, and he and Kelly had always been two of the first people you’d call to babysit, besides your mother in law of course.

“Hey there little speed demon!”

You rolled your eyes at Max as he was quick to come over and take Matteo from you

“Oh sorry Y/N didn’t even see you there” he teased

“Sure, no I totally understand, I’m virtually invisible when I’ve got this cutie with me”

Max went to rebuttal when an arm slipped around your waist and a pair of lips pressed to your temple

“Tu n’es jamais invisible pour moi, chérie”

“Aww merci bébé!”

Leaning into Charles you laughed as Max was quick to cover Matteo’s eyes

“Come on, we need to escape, too much grossness here for you baby leclerc!”

“Bring him back before quali please!”

Charles yelled as Max began to walk away, the red bull driver yelling a ‘you got it!’ back before it was just you and your husband.

“How are you feeling now?” he asked letting you lean further into his side, knowing you needed a bit more comfort, especially when Matteo wasn’t around

“A bit better, Teo’s been loving every second..I should have known everything would be okay”

“No, it’s okay to be anxious you know that, it’s his first time here…I know you’re anxious right now knowing he’s not with you”

You hated how easily he could read you, and man did he know you inside and out like a book

“He’s safe with Max, i’m sure he’s gone to see Kelly as well, if you want I can call him?” he offered which had you shaking your head

“Oh no, let him enjoy his time, though i’m sure Maman will be over soon begging to take him, I think she’s jealous of Max”

This had Charles laughing as he nodded in agreement

“Yes she was telling me the other day that he spends far too much time with Max”

“We’re so lucky aren’t we?”

“We are.”

It always occurred to you that unlike some families you would never ever run out of love, in fact you had an abundance of it. From your friends and family, to Charles’s friends and family. Matteo would always grow up with so many people around him that adored him just as much as you and Charles did.

Even if there was a deeper conversation waiting and gnawing at you to be had, it could wait for another day. Right now you only wanted to focus on your family and Matteo as he got his first taste at Formula One track life. Nothing could wipe the smile off your face seeing how happy your boys were. Charles had settled into being a father so gracefully, managing his time at work and at home in a way that had you so grateful.

“It’s almost quali..we should go find Teo”

“Good idea, Max has stolen my son enough!”

Shaking your head, Charles took your hand and began to walk towards the one spot you knew where he would be. Soon enough, you saw your little boy laughing and clapping as he was entertained by not only Max but Christian as well.

At least you knew if Ferrari didn’t pick him when he got older Red Bull would.

english translations:

Bonjour petit ours - hello little bear

Bonjour chouchou - hello sweetheart

Tu n’es jamais invisible pour moi, chérie - you are never invisible to me baby

Aww merci bébé - thank you baby

ʚlittle karter series tag list

@goldenmclaren @a1leexxa @piastricodedfr @treehouse-mouse @therealcap @goldenalbon @wintfleur

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dilucslittleangel · 3 years

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Il Dottore S/O HC's (nsfw warning)

(part 1 out of..??)

When the relationship first started, I'd rather like to think he doesn't know much about...good love. But the longer it went on, the more he learned and accepted.

Dottore mostly doesn't want you to be in his lab while he is experimenting. Either because if anything does go wrong you don't get hurt or..you don't mess up anything in his lab.

Since I believe he's from Fontaine, perhaps French nicknames? Examples: ChouChou(sweetie), Mon Ange (My Angel), Mon Chéri(m)/Chérie(f) (My darling), Ma moitié (my half, as in 'my better half').

As possesive as he is, whenever he has the time to, he'll follow you around anywhere (even if you don't want it)

As that mf is responsible for the ruin gards, he'll send one of to carry you to him, no matter where you are or in what situation you are.

You're probably the only one who gets to see what's under his mask the entire time when it's just you and him.

If he'd be away for studying more things to better his experiments, he'd send you letters everyday, expecting you to send one back.

He isn't one to say "I love you" in an direct way. More like things as: "You're mine" "I'll protect you" "Stay safe.." would be things he'd say. The only time's he'd probably say it is when you'd be almost falling asleep or just woke up. If you'd ask him about it, he'd deny he did so.

Dottore would..hate it if you'd call him by his actual name in a joking manner. He wants you to take him serious all the time...but you still degrade and bully each other.

As weird as it sounds.. He wants you to use his shampoo. He wants you to smell like him, perhaps he'd use yours.

He'd make sure you'd always eat and drink, if you'd just skip one meal (even if by accident), he'll force it down on you. He also isn't one who likes the cheapest of food, he'd always take you to expensive restaurants or cook a good healthy meal by himself.

He likes it when you sit on his lap while he does paper work. Your closeness gives him comfort, even if he doesn't realize it.

He could go off talking hours about his experiements and researches, loving it when you listen to it even if you don't understand half of it.

If you'd ever get lost, you'd needn't fear. Dottore one time build you and him a ring that would glow if you'd be nearby, it could also send out a small sound to alarm if one of you would need the other, no matter in what situation.

Unexpected rose banquet presents.

If something is bothering you, he'll just say it. Dottore doesn't like secrets.

Dottore loves you a lot, even if he doesn't show it in an physical way. He'd be one to give you things to show you he loves you, such as buying lots of things he thinks that fit to you. He has the money for it, so why not?

Though all secretly, he loves hugs from behind, cheek kisses and chest stroking.

Whenever he isn't busy all night to work, he'll cuddle with you in bed. When he has his mask off, his arms wrapped around you, you know he's actually a good hearted person deep inside.

If someone ever wrongs you, he'll take care of it.

If you aren't a fatui harbinger yourself or weren't strong enough, he'd rather keep you away from the other harbingers, or even keep you a secret.

If you can't take care of yourself, he'll do that.

„Je t'aime toujour, ma chéri/e...”he whispered as you were mere seconds away from drifting into the dream realm. His strong, but cold, arms around your body. Did you just imagine those words coming from the mouth of his?

Nsfw

Expect his sexual needs to come and go. He may not want sex at all and will completely brush you off. He’s difficult to read.

Funny to say, but he likes it when you degrade him during intimate times to show you the different.

He loves to get you all worked up until you’re practically on your knees begging for him. Fuels his ego.

When you're in his lab when he's just doing paper work, he'll torture you if you mess up any of his paperwork laying on the table neatly, even if it was just an inch.

He'll let you sit under his table, where he does his paper work, to suck him off while he works.

That man for sure has sharp teeth, so bloody 'love bites' are guaranteed.

•As kinky as Dottore is, he’s honestly not a sex freak, not even at all. He almost never fantasizes about sex throughout the day. He doesn’t find porn sexy, doesn’t look at magazines. Even if his partner is wearing a skimpy outfit he’s like "eh, whatever." That sort of stuff just doesn’t do anything for him. (had to edit here, pardon me.)

However...He pretty much demands eye contact. He needs to see your watery eyes staring up at him.

Whenever he takes you, it'll be deep and fast times. He'll often jokingly chuckle how pathetic you look when you feel close.

Tied up hands probably are a thing for him, bondage sometime's too but not all the time but he likes to see you having a hard time.

Master kink. Please.

“Oui, donne-moi tout, ma chéri/e. Juste pour moi, s’il vous plaît...”

Aftercare definitely is a thing he'll always do though, even if he isn't much of a deep romantic guy. Your well being is a big priority to him. He'll clean everything up, lay you down in his bed in his room and make sure you won't leave it till you've fully recovered. He'd even put his work on second spot to watch over you, something he doesn't always do. Usually his work and experiments are really important to him.

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pockcock · 3 years

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heyaa! i saw the alphabet and i was thinking about s (sleepy) with jean🥺😩? thanks in advance, have a good day!

oh god it'll be a hell of a ride... THANK YOU FOR YOUR REQUEST AND SORRY IT TOOK TOO LONG :((((((

dirty a-z headcanon game (aot)

MINORS DNI

Jean Kirstein & Sleepy

S - Sleepy sex (do they give oral to wake their partner up? do they like receiving oral to wake up? do they like fucking their partner awake? being fucked awake? how about being fucked to sleep at night? do they have lazy morning sex?)

First of JEAN MOTHERFUCKING KIRSTEIN

This man is a whore.... I said what I said

Imagine you and him coming home after a long day in the Scouts

You take your straps and gear off and want to sleep as soon as possible, muscles burning in pain

As your naked body hits the bed expect jean to be all over you

Kissing you, touching you, gently but firmly grabbing you

"Fuck, I missed your scent..."

"Jean, I smell like sweat and dust."

"Just the way I like it."

modern!jean would be a little cheesy tho

"Did you change your body wash?"

"No?"

He flips you on your chest and kissing your nape, whispering

"What did I do to deserve you baby..."

Him slowly pulling your underwear and discarding it (and probably throwing it behind your fucking wardrobe... boy calm down)

He is sleepy but Jean can't sleep without feeling your smooth walls

"Fuck, y/n..." Whispering as he enters your wet folds with ease "You're a goddess."

His stretch would be so good, burning so sweet...

He is big. BIG.

They call him "horse face" for a reason

His thrusts are not fast or rough since he is super sleepy but he makes sure to hit your sweet spot every. single. time.

"J-Jean!"

"Shit! Dreamgirl, say my name. Louder."

He makes you cum at least 5 times. He wants you shaking under him.

He makes sure you sleep nicely that night

Lots and lots of praises

"Sweet baby, taking me so well..."

(MANGA SPOILERS) He wants a family, to settle down and watch his kids grow up

He won't tell you this because he is already preparing a proposal

Breeding is a must for him (but ofc he first needs to be sure if you're comfortable with that)

He WILL cum inside of you

"Uh- fuck! Can you cum for me, baby? I wanna feel you tighten around me again... Please, dream girl."

The moment he feels you shaking, he is done.

He is not screaming but he is loud

Husky and raspy moans

Lots of "fuck"s and "thank you"s

Telling you to pee because we love a king <3

"I'm tired, Jean."

"Go pee or I'm sitting you on the toilette."

He is so sweet I'm-

Expect the best nights of your life

Big hugs and kisses on the back

He would fall asleep to your scent

He loves your scent after sex

"It's different... in a good way." He doesn't have the words to describe...

He sleeps like an angel

He may eat you out in the middle of the night

Without waking you up, just making you cum on his tongue

He loves your taste. No. He would DIE for your taste

He is not a fan of morning sex because he likes to listen to your breathing in the morning

Or watching you

French king speaks in his mother tongue in the mornings

"Bonjour chouchou."

He is so sweet, protect him at all cost 🥺🥺🥺

#jean kirschstein #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirschtein smut #jean x you #jean smut #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot smut #jean headcanons #aot headcanons

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shookspearewrites · 3 years

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Shookspeare Fatherhood: Comte

Ahh hello my little ducklings - its still #shookspearefatherhood and today it's le Comte's turn! I wasn't actually intending on posting this one just yet but, I am very busy at university and this is the only one I had finished + edited >2< I hope that you all enjoy reading it ^^

- JJ x

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Two Tiny Tots , Le Comte de Saint Germain

To put it rather obviously, le Comte's mansion had been far noisier and far busier since the arrival of his two little angels. Having been so optimistic, Comte hadn't expected raising twins would be so difficult and, that challenge only seemed to get harder as they aged into curious toddlers capable of running around by themselves.

Adrien and Odette squealed and giggled as they toddle-ran around the nursery, picking up their toys one by one and playing without a care in the world. The pair certainly looked like their father: Honey blonde hair, twinkling golden eyes and even two little sets of fangs to match. However, only being three, the twins hadn't yet developed le Comte's sense of gentle elegance or impeccable politeness, instead, they were playful, reckless and loud.

Comte's adoring gaze was torn from his children when he heard the gentle clicking of high heels against the polished hallway floors, "Ma Comtesse." He sighed sweetly with delight as MC reached him, smiling so prettily at her husband who immediately took her into his arms, "Stay with us for a while, ma chérie?" The pureblood took MC's cheeks into his gentle hands and kissed her lips softly, "Surely you'll take the afternoon off from work to spend with your loving family?"

La Comtesse only smiled wider, "You don't even need to ask, of course I will." MC took le Comte's hand and the couple wandered into the elaborate nursery where their twins still played gleefully. As soon as they entered, Odette picked up her wooden toy duck (made for her by Uncle Leonardo) and toddled straight over to her mother, "Mama, c'est canard!" The excited toddler held up the little duck to MC who had sat herself on the floor to get a better look at the toy.

"Yes it is, you're so clever ma chouchoute," MC cooed lovingly at her daughter who simply gurgled happily back at her before toddling away to find more toys to play with.

Meanwhile, Adrien found himself tugging his father's hand so that he'd to sit on the floor too before plonking himself down in his lap. Le Comte chuckled light heartedly as his son made himself comfortable on his lap with Adrien's little cheek nuzzling against Comte's tummy. The boy was rather invested in gazing wide-eyed at the hand sewn doll that he held (also made by Uncle Leonardo), smiling as he brought it to his chest to hug it closely.

"Do you like your doll, mon chouchou?" The pure-blooded vampire asked his son softly as he gazed down at him with pride, "She's very pretty isn't she?"

"Mhm," Adrien nodded, still cradling his dolly closely before he crawled off of his father's lap and made his way across the room to where his sister had picked out a book from the shelf. "Papa, Mama, storytime?"

At her brother's words, Odette's golden eyes brightened with hope and her cute, squeaky voice echoed Adrien's, "Storytime!"

Le Comte and la Comtesse both smiled contentedly at each other, hearts swelling with love for their children and one another as they wandered over to the twins together. Odette handed her father the chosen story book and Comte sat himself down in the rocking chair before lifting both of the twins in his lap. He held the pair closely to his torso with his arms and the book in front of them with large, capable hands so that they could follow along as he read to them. "Cendrillon today, oui?" Comte spoke softly as he opened the book to it's first page, revealing beautiful illustrations drawn by Uncle Vincent to the twins who both gasped with wonder at the pretty pictures.

Whilst the three vampires sat together happily reading in the rocking chair, MC had stood herself behind the chair, hovering over her husband's shoulder to gaze down at her perfect family. Once Comte had finished reading the fairytale, the twins had both fallen asleep and were softly snoring in their father's lap. Comte looked up loving at his wife and a relaxed smile spread across his face, "Was my story telling really that boring, ma chérie?" The vampire chuckled, scooping his children up into his arms as he stood up, cradling them both expertly.

MC took Adrien from Comte's arms, holding him gently against her chest as he slept peacefully, "I rather enjoy your story telling, Comte." La Comtesse grinned at her husband, kissing his cheek before tucking her darling son into bed with a kiss on his forehead, "Our babies just tired themselves out, our little ducklings."

After Comte had tucked Odette into bed beside her twin, he turned to his wife and enveloped her in a warm, loving hug. The vampire hummed softly against MC's neck, leaving kisses on the expanse of her tender skin as she sighed happily, "Maybe we should have another baby. What do you think, ma Comtesse? A third little duckling of our own?"

MC smiled slyly as her husband raised his gaze to meet her own, his honey gold eyes brimming with hopeful light, "How about you take me to bed and see what happens?"

"It would be my pleasure, ma chérie."

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pinkhairedlily · 3 years

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Betting over the years

Prompt: Years past | AO3 link here. Connect with me on Twitter. Happy SS Month everyone! 🌸🍅🥗 @ssskmonth

“She’s bringing who?” Shisui’s voice rises an octave higher.

“Is it gonna be the annoying orange, the pansexual, or the Sasuke version 102?” Obito also quips.

“Whoever it is, they can spare time for a quick test, right?” Itachi removes his anbu jacket and displays a myriad of tools on the dining table. Izumi, his wife of more than 10 years, giggles beside him and adds her dagger to the mix.

Sakura sighs at this jock of overprotective Uchihas. “She’s bringing Chouchou.”

“And Chouchou is?” Fugaku raises a brow.

“A girl and a classmate so please stop overthinking,” Sasuke says from on the other end of the room. His exasperated voice pulls in Sakura into his space, and she immediately wraps her arms around his waist.

“No need to worry, dear. We all know we’re not the ones Sarada’s friend is gonna be afraid of.” Mikoto appears from the kitchen and carries a freshly baked pie from the kitchen. “Pie, anyone?”

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It’s a one of a kind family gathering, considering there is no special holiday preceding it. Present on the very long Uchiha dinner table are Shisui, Obito, Rin, Itachi, Izumi, Fugaku, Mikoto, Sasuke, Sakura, and her overbearing parents – Kizashi and Mebuki. Overbearing is an understatement and overprotective might not cover it. Kizashi was supposed to sit on the other end of the table, facing Fugaku, but he and his wife insisted to be seated in front of Sarada and her first visitor to the Uchiha family compound. The tension rose too high when the two kids finally entered the room, greeting everyone a good evening and bowing to the elders.

Sakura immediately flashes her parents a firm gaze, but they are both looking away from her and eyeing Chouchou up and down.

“Grandpa Kizashi! Grandma Mebuki!” Sarada sees them less compared to Fugaku and MIkoto as they are living outside the nin districts. The two offer her quick, warm hugs and kisses on top of her head.

“See me later for your gift, okay?” Mebuki tells her.

Sarada nods happily then pulls Chouchou to her side. “This is Akimichi Chouchou. She’s my best friend at the academy. She’s very good with lightning release.”

“Oh, hi Chouchou. Nice to meet you.” Similar words of welcome ring throughout the table, even Fugaku smiles towards her way. Kizashi and Mebuki, however, are mum tight.

“Chouchou, right?” Kizashi starts. Sasuke sighs loudly and hides his face on his hand. “Do you like our Sarada?”

Shisui almost gags out the water he is drinking. “Dinner hasn’t even started yet,” he whispers to Obito who picks on his napkin just to avoid the interaction.

“Like? Yes, I love my best friend, Sir,” Chouchou gleefully replies, and Sakura shrinks lower to her seat.

Before Mebuki could further grill her, Mikoto interjects, “Dinner! I made my special miso soup for our cute visitor today.”

There is a collective release of held breaths across the table, and Chouchou raises her brow to Sarada who gives a shrug in return. The dinner course starts off smoothly regardless of the awkward introductions earlier. Ever the duo, Obito and Shisui overtake the spotlight as they continuously bicker over the little things – like who gets the last slice of okonomiyaki or the last topping for the sushi. Sakura’s parents give her a reassuring look while they go through the appetizers and main course dishes, but manju and tea allowed room for discussion.

“So….who do you like Sarada?” Mebuki asks as she takes a bite from her bun.

Sarada shakes her head rather vigorously. “Huh, me? No one.”

“Oh I know who she likes!” Chouchou says beside her friend. The rest of the heads turn her way.

“Chouchou! I said, no one!” Sarada says through gritted teeth.

“Again, is it the annoying orange, the pansexual, or the Sasuke version 102?” Shisui stands up in anticipation and goes over to their side to better hear the reply.

Sarada slumps in defeat as Chouchou nudges her shoulder. “Well, the annoying orange and you did have a lot of history.”

“Pay up.” Itachi tells his wife with his palm open and Izumi dejectedly fishes out a bill from her breast pocket.

“I was rooting for Mitsuki. They also did have a lot of history,” Izumi pouts in return. Seemingly taken aback by her gesture, Itachi lands a soft kiss on her cheek. “Stop whining, love.”

“You spied on them, didn’t you?” Rin says in between her chuckles.

“Why are you two betting on my daughter?” Sasuke asks incredulously.

“Oh don’t feel so special, cousin. We betted on you, too.” Obito tells him. Upon hearing this, Shisui runs back to his seat and smacks his cousin on the back. “He’s not supposed to know this, Obi-idiot.”

“Bet?” Sakura asks, her curiosity rising.

“Well, Sakura dear, there were several bets,” Rin supplies. “Should I tell her?”

“Please do tell!” Chouchou and Sarada reply in unison. Kizashi and Mebuki do not mind the change in discussion either.

“Oh my god, Rin, not you too! And here I am thinking I’m the one who cannot keep a secret,” Shisui ruffles his own hair in frustration but immediately turns back on his own statement. “The first one was whether you’ll give her the chocolates Aunt Mikoto baked after you graduated from the academy.”

“It was you?” Sakura’s eyes widened incredulously at this new information. “You said it was Lee!”

“The second was if he can ask you out on a date within thirty minutes,” Obito recalls. “I remember sitting with Rin on top of a tree and almost sleeping because, damn, it took him an hour.”

“Not including the time he had to convince subtlyNaruto and Kakashi to leave them alone.” Rin laughs at the memory.

“The third one was whether you’ll be asking your mother for the family engagement ring or opt like your brother to buy a new one,” Fugaku says as he finishes sipping his tea.

“I think that’s all…at least all that are child-friendly,“ Izumi starts but Itachi thankfully covers her mouth with his hand

“The fourth was when we betted over Sakura’s first boyfriend….and whether he would stay the night,” Kizashi contributes to the history as well.

“Oh my god, please stop Dad!” Sakura yells. “Sarada, cover your ears! You too, Chouchou.”

“I still remember slipping Sakura some protection in her drawer,” Mebuki smiles fondly at her husband. “It was your idea after all.”

“Can hardly sleep throughout the night. The creaks were too loud.”

A collective groan passes through the table.

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“Your family is....contrary to what I’ve heard. Dr. Uchiha’s father is really scary compared to Sir Sasuke’s,” Chouchou trails off the events of the night. “But they’re quite fun.”

“You have a weird definition of fun, Chouchou,” Sarada tells her. “They are really overprotective though.”

Chouchou snickers. “It’s a good thing then that I didn’t tell them you like all three.”

“Chouchou!”

Serving you Uchiha and Haruno family dinner in a non-massacre AU! This was originally intended to be a snippet, but it got longer as I trudged through it….so please enjoy! Song while I was writing: Scenarioart’s Sayonara Moon Town: Youtube | Spotify

#ssm21 #ssm21d7 #uchiha family #uchiha sasuke #uchiha sakura #haruno sakura #uchiha sarada #sasusaku #sasuke #sarada #sakura #non-massacre uchiha au

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khaleesiofalicante · 3 years

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I'm so ready for this chapter

I'm a simple person. I see David, I get automatically happy. I'm a little late cause yesterday I couldn't find the time, but here I am once again:

"The London Institute stood before him, all glorious and redeemed – once again holding a beautiful love story of its own." Its only the beginning and David thinking poetry is my reason to live. ALSO, YESSS LONDON INSTITUTE

Ah yes, Kit running the London Institute is just amazing

"At moments like this, David wished he had magic too. He wished he could protect Max from all the people who tried to hurt him. He had seen the way people had hurt Max’s brother and his father. He would never let that happen to Max." My heart beats in Mavid!!

“Are you two sharing a room?” “I won’t tell the Consul," And " He didn’t think sharing a room with his son would do him any favours." had me laughing so hard 😂😂

"It was not easy to get accepted into Columbia University, but Rafael had managed since he was one of the smartest people David knew." I'm so proud of my baby!! 🥺🥺

“I bought you some scones.”jseyjwiwjdh 😏

"He was in David’s arms. His face buried in David’s neck." OH MY GOD. I JUST CANT WITH TO MUCH CUTENESS!!

Ok, I won't quote it but the scene where David saw the portraits is just so beautiful like... Ugh I love my Herondales and David so much!!

Okayy, I dont know who this guy is, so I'll keep my mind open

"Because I know you, David wanted to say. I just wish I knew what’s in your heart too." Ysgsksubdn THIS! Could I possibly love David more than I love him already??

"Of course I do. My Bapa would be personally offended otherwise.” Yup, I can confirm it

"Max often pretended like people’s words didn’t hurt him - just as he pretend that fire doesn’t burn or wounds don’t bleed.

But David knew, just beyond the surface, Max burned and bled like everyone else.

Despite his reputation as a ‘drama queen’ Max never let other people see his pain. He used humour and theatrics to hide it away." I feel this on a personal level

The mundane illnesses around shadowhunters is getting me worried ngl

"Until that, their only hope was Catarina Loss. David hoped someone sent that woman a fruit basket every single day for she went above and beyond to help shadowhunters affected by the mundane illnesses." She is such a Queen. Just. RESPECT

"Jackson Hayward" Mmm, I feel like I should know that name but I dont remember

KITTY CONTENT IS JUST *CHEF KISS*

“I’m not judging,” David smiled as he adjusted Max’s beanie. “You look very cute.” Max,’s cheeks turned purple again. David wondered why. He wondered if it had something to do with him. (David, I love you, but seriously???)

"Of course, the 'fun' mostly entailed Rafael stopping Georgia from drinking random potions she found in the stalls, Selena stopping Lexi from opening a psychic booth to help people talk to Raziel and of course David stopping Max from running to the gambling booths." 😂 I love how Selena, Rafael and David are the responsables and Max, Gigi and Lexi are the chaotic ones

THE GRUPO CHAT 😂😂😂

“Perhaps an unpublished snippet from the Beautiful Cordelia?” and “I do have a correspondence between an Iblis demon and Christopher Lightwood" just got me like: 😮😮

Oh god the necklace!!

"Most importantly, he didn’t want to cover his scar. He didn’t want to hide it. He wasn’t ashamed of it. It wasn’t a mark of a victim. It was the mark of a survivor." I'm so proud of David 💙

“I never wanted to be protected,” David had replied. “I only ever wanted to be loved.” 💙💙 this just hits so much

"Magnus Bane carried so much love inside himself you could literally feel it through him." YEAH, I would like to add this to the book of the two million reasons why I love Magnus Bane

That escalated quickly. Like... Jackson hit Max? And David hit Jackson? What?

“This is what I get for falling for a Lightwood-Bane,” I mean... Honey you knew what you were getting into

“I do love it when the quiet ones go feral," and “David! Is your hand okay?” just describes Magnus and Jace perfectly 😂

“Well, technically they are residents of the institute,” Tiberius pushed back his glasses. “So, as the Head of the insti-” “Babe, no!” Kit shushed his boyfriend. (OH GOD THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL!! 💙)

“It’s alright, Chouchou,” Mr Herondale ran a hand through David’s hair. “Next time, just-” “Use my words?” David asked. “Just don’t get caught,” the man winked. “Jace!” the Consul hissed. “What do you want me to say to him, Alec?” the man demanded. “Be nice? This is David we are talking about! You can’t get nicer than this!” “David, I appreciate you standing up for Max,” the Consul said. “But next time, please try not to punch anyone in the face.” “Yes, sir,” David nodded. “Because it’s wrong.” “Because it means more paperwork for me,” the Consul groaned and then straightened up. “But yes. Absolutely. Very wrong. No punching people!” (I'm sorry, I just had to quote all of it cause I laughed way to hard😂)

I knew that name was familiar!! Oh, god this is a plot twist. Oh my precious boy must be protected at all cost!!! HE DESERVES HAPPINES!

"It made David want to kiss him. But then the Consul spoke, and David reminded himself he didn’t want to be the third person to get punched in the face this evening." David fearing Alec never fails to make me laugh 😂😂

But if he tries to hurt you-” “You will unleash hell?” David chuckled. “Worse,” the other man grinned. “I will unleash Lexi.” It was definitely much worse. (Hell yeah, she is amazing!)

FUCK, now I want to protect Jackson with my whole soul from the nightmares and everything else🥺🥺

Wow. I feel like I should quote lots of things from all that scene, but its just that it was all so amazing and I wouldn't finish. Like... The story, telling each other their past, talking about therapy. (Kit is right, shadowhunter need therapy!!) They would really be an amazing group

Also, David reading to Jackson was so wholesome 🥺🥺 and the whole scene was deep and beautiful!!

Yess, my boys going to therapy giving priority to their mental health is my sterotonine supply

"Well, I hope it works out well for you,” Jackson grinned. “What is that supposed to mean?” “You know what it means,” Jackson grinned harder. “Also, if that wanker tries to break your heart, I will break his face.” “You know he is the Consul’s son?” David giggled.“I’ve done it once and I will do it again,” Jackson shrugged. “He better treat you right.” “Stop it!” David had blushed and hugged him tighter, saying goodbye once more. (I STAN THIS FRIENDSHIP!!)

"Selena had broken the news that she was enrolling into Scholomance next month.This family was his soul." YESS, SELENA IS A QUEEN

"After the twins went to bed, David stepped out of the institute and went looking for his heart." ajkeyejdodj he is just to pure 🥺🥺

"At first it had felt odd. A little unsteady. And then somewhere along the way, Max’s heartbeat had become the steadiest thing in David’s life. Max, with all his chaos and drama and danger, had become the steadiest thing in David’s life." Thanks, I'm emo 🥺💙💙

"Even if Max loved him…Could Max possibly love him as much David loved the other boy?" MY HEART!!

"His love for Max was endless and impossible. Did Max love him like that? Impossibly?" JDHWJSUDH🥺🥺

“Maxwell Lightwood-Bane,” David whispered. “Love is your birth right.”

"One minute he had been laughing at the portal, his heart full of pride. The next, he was in Max’s arms, kissing the other boy." HOLY SHIT THIS WAS BEAUTIFUL!! ALL OF IT!! AND DAVID FALLING TO THE POND? *LOTS OF CHEF KISSES*

UGH I LOVED THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH AND I COULD GO EXPLAINING EVERYTHING, BUT IT WOULD MAKE THIS WAY LONGER THAT IT ALREAY IS

Anyway, David is beautiful. I stan Mavid and we love Jackson 💙💙

This was so beautiful. I love how much you and appreciate David 🥺 It makes so emotional send help 😭😭😭😭

Also this is David Tiktok 🤣🤭😎

#lbaf #david beauchamp

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misssunflowersandsangria · 3 years

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How Lovely Are

Hello my lights! I have a quick fluffy holiday story. I was going to wait till it was closer to Christmas but I think we all collectively need some happy holiday fluff. I’m tagging this as a modern AU but it could occur in the Narutoverse with some adjustments.

Summary: Christmas was rapidly approaching and a last-minute purchase at a flower shop would completely change Sai’s life.

** How Lovely Are

Ino happily rearranged the flowers humming a familiar tune as she worked. Working at the family flower store had always been one of her favorite jobs, but especially during this time of the year. She always took great care making the arrangements that would be the centerpieces for so many wonderful celebrations. It was like putting a little bit of herself into what she created. It was almost the big day so it was simultaneously slowing down while speeding up. There were just a few orders left to fulfill but not too many being placed. The shop itself was pretty quiet after a morning rush so now it was just her, the flowers, and Christmas music. A pretty perfect afternoon if you were to ask her.

“Welcome,” She announced after hearing the bell at the door jingle.

She turned to look at the customer before stopping dead in her tracks. He was gorgeous, tall, pale skin with deep, ink colored eyes.

He brushed the snowflakes from his coat before looking up his eyes widening in surprise.

“Hello.”

She cleared her throat before finding her voice. “Hi, welcome. Is there something I can help you find?”

“Yes, this might be an odd request but do you happen to sell Christmas trees here?”

She shook her head. “No, unfortunately, we don’t.”

“Oh, it was a long shot anyway. I’ve just returned home and being so close to the holiday most places have sold out. Thank you…”

“Ino.”

“Thank you Ino, I’m Sai. I guess that I’ll be going-”

“Wait, uhm. Give me a second.” She panicked at the idea of him leaving so quickly from the store and subsequently out of her life.

Ino ran to the back where she had decorated the office in a slew of ornaments and holiday cheer. She grabbed the small tree from the desk hoping that the handsome man wouldn’t think it was an odd choice.

“Here.” She pushed the potted tree into his hands and he gazed surprised at the small decorated plant.

Ino began to feel foolish at his stare. She knew it wasn’t exactly what he was looking for.

“I’m sorry, I know that it’s not very large. It’s probably not what you’re looking for-”

“No, Ino, thank you. This is perfect.” He assured her genuinely grateful for the tiny tree in his hands.

She was floored by the sincere gratitude. “You’re welcome.”

“Is this for a party or a dinner?” She asked curiously hoping that it wasn’t a gift for a significant other.

“No, I'm not typically home during this time of the year so this is somewhat unprecedented. I’ll just be by myself so I thought that it would be good to have some decorations to make it a little less lonely.”

“Come to my house!” The sadness and heartbreak in his striking eyes led to the impromptu invitation.

He looked at her surprised. “Ino?”

“Come celebrate with me. My parents are a little ridiculous, and we celebrate with my aunts and uncles too. There’s a lot of food and everyone probably has a drinking problem. It’s loud and messy but it’s fun in that kind of chaotic way. No one should be alone during this time of the year.” Family time was inescapable during the holidays but she knew that she was luckier than most. It was impossible to imagine the season without her family and their precious traditions.

Sai gazed at her curiously completely floored by the invitation. The plan to get a Christmas tree was completely on a whim. He didn’t want to admit but he’d been staring at couples and families longingly as they rushed through the town buying gifts or heading to their celebrations. It made him want some semblance of warmth and holiday cheer. He couldn’t have ever expected the gorgeous blonde offering to spend such a special season with him. It was by far the kindest gesture that had ever been extended to him.

Part of him wanted to politely decline as socializing had never been his strong suit. The idea though of disappointment in her dazzling blue eyes would be far worse than any awkwardness he might have to endure.

“Thank you Ino, I would love that.”

Sai surveyed the annual Christmas dinner. It hadn’t changed too much over the years. It was still far too loud, everyone most definitely had a drinking problem but it was warm and familiar and represented the best part of the holidays. His son was busy playing with his new toys along with Shikadai and ChouChou.

He recalled fondly that first Christmas that he and Ino had spent together. Everyone had welcomed him in with open arms teasing Ino that it was about time that she’d brought someone home. Her two closest friends had been bringing along their significant others for years now and were happy to ease Sai in. He loved all the traditions, helped where he could, and participated in the family games. All the while Ino laughed and celebrated alongside him. It made him realize just how much he’d been missing. And how badly he wanted to hold onto that feeling.

In just a few years he’d gone from being completely alone and now he had his own family and was a Yamanaka. In addition, he gained a huge extended family. They were all far too close and way too invested in each other’s lives. And he couldn’t imagine life without them. Ino had given him everything that he’d never allowed himself to believe could be his.

On the table was a small potted, decorated Christmas tree. It had become a tradition of his to bring one along.

Ino slid up next to him and his arm wrapped tightly around her.

He kissed the top of her head affectionately thanking life and the universe for giving him the greatest gift that he could have ever asked for. His wife, their son, and this family. A kind of holiday miracle if there ever was one. “Merry Christmas Sai.”

“Thank you Beautiful.”

“You know I still owe you a gift.” He peered at her, they’d both agreed not to get each other gifts, which of course he didn’t follow.

“My love I have everything that I could ever want.” She grinned knowing that he genuinely meant that.

Those sky blue eyes that he adored took on a joyful quality. “Well, this one might take about 9 months to come?” His eyes widened in realization.

“Really?” He asked, surprised with tears lining his eyes.

She nodded brushing away her own tears. “We’re going to have another baby.” Saying it out loud made it all the more real.

Sai gathered her into his arms. Excitement and joy hitting him all at once. Early in his life, he couldn’t have imagined having a wife, let alone a son. Now he would be a father of two. It was worth it all to be at this point.

“Mommy, is daddy okay?” Ino nodded while picking up Inojin.

“He’s just happy Jin. How do you feel about being a big brother?” She asked her son affectionately brushing his hair back.

Inojin stared not quite sure how to respond. “So I would have someone to play with all the time?”

“Yes, you’ll get to watch over and help us take care of the baby.”

“I guess that’s okay then. Shikadai seems to like Yoshika even though she’s little and can’t do anything. I bet that I’ll be an even better big brother than he is.”

Ino and Sai smiled hugging him tightly. “I’m sure you will baby.”

Once they told Inojin the word spread and her parents were inconsolable as tears rained down from their eyes. Inoichi was joyful beyond compare at the idea of his baby having another baby. Being a grandfather had easily become his favorite role. He’d become jealous that Shikaku had two grandchildren and had been dropping not so subtle hints that the Yamanakas needed to catch up. Their family was growing and everyone was excited at the idea of a new baby joining them next year.

Mikino came into the world like a soft gentle snow. Ice blue eyes that looked as striking as a snowflake, with jet black hair. She was happy, playful, and a true reflection of the meaning of her name. She was already a daddy’s girl. If she cried or fussed one hug from her father was enough to ease those tears and Sai adored his baby girl.

Inojin was so much like his mother, Fierce, intelligent, loyal, and strong. Sai wondered if his daughter might take after him. Perhaps she’d be more quiet, contemplative, and grow to be as gorgeous as her mother. He never imagined he could love anyone more than Ino and now with his two children, he easily discovered that his heart could carry so much more.

That first Christmas Inojin held Mikino showing her the brightly colored lights on the tree. The lights reflected in her deep eyes as she curiously took in all the new sights and sounds.

“When you’re bigger Miki you can help me decorate the tree. It’s a big deal in our family.” Inojin explained to his little sister as he showed her the ornament he’d painted to commemorate her first Christmas with them.

Ino held onto her husband, both of them quiet and thoughtful watching Inojin and Mikino. This time of the year had always been Ino’s favorite but her family brought her joy all year long.

She kissed Sai as the images of shared holidays and happy times played in her head. He always thanked her for welcoming him into her life. For bringing him a certain kind of completion. He never quite understood that he’d done the same for her.

Peace, love, and joy all present in that room. Who knew that a search for a tree could have led to all of this?

I hope that a handsome man comes into your place of business, sweeps you off your feet and you live happily ever after :D

Also, everyone say welcome to my new OC, Mikino, Sai, and Ino’s baby girl. If you’ve read my story “Nursery Rhyme,” that introduced my OC Yoshika, Shikamaru and Temari’s daughter. I haven’t written anything yet but Chouji and Karui also have a daughter and her name is Chouchi. They are a badass all-girls team of InoShikaCho. I hc that they all go by nicknames, Miki, Yoshi, and Chi. Maybe one day I’ll expand on this idea but for now, let’s all just imagine Sai having a sweet daughter.

Last year I did a 12 days of Christmas thing for InoShikaCho, “My True Love Gave to Me,” but I don’t know that I can do that again this year, but we will see. (If ya’ll have some cute fluffy holiday prompt ideas message me :D)

Thank you for reading my loves! I know it’s crazy this year and things are really tough for a lot of people so I hope that you can find some joy and light in all of the chaos. Love you all.

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sarcastic-sunshines · 3 years

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ABIONA AU - PART 10

Pairing: T’ Challa x Black!Reader

Warning(s): None

Link to ABIONA by @aloevverified

Link to Face claims (2)

Previous Chapter: Part 9

Part 10

Alix looked over at T’Challa who was moving side to side as he tried to calm his nerves with the sight of the Royal Talon descending. Alix moved closer to him while balancing Abiona on her hip and put her free hand in between his which he had behind his back. He turned to look at her comforting smile and as usual, her face was enough to calm his nervous heart.

“Thank you entle”

“No need to thank me for doing my job,” She said kissing him as Jules ran to stand next to his sister out of breath. “Jules you are late, where have you been?”

“Relax sis, I am here now, plus I had to help Zemora carry some boxes back to her house”

“I thought Aneka was going to help her. Why were you even there?” Jules looked at T’Challa for help.

“Entle, it doesn’t matter if he is here now, no?” Alix looked at T’Challa suspiciously.

“Since when does Jules’ tardiness not bother you”

“Since the Talon has landed and I would love it if we all had smiling faces” T’Challa continued to smile as he put his hand around her waist as Alix turned to face the opening ship after saying “ Fine. I know you two are hiding something and I will find out.”

“Yeah have fun with that Sis. Maman! Vous m'avez manquée,” Jules said after going to hug his mother.

“Tu m’as manqué aussi mon fils. Tu est bien?” Estelle replied holding her son’s cheeks to absorb all the contact she had missed for the past two and a half months. “You look tired? Are you sleeping?”

“He is too busy carrying boxes” Alix whispered loud enough for only Jules and T’Challa to hear, causing Jules to glare in her direction. “Bonjour Maman” Alix said, pushing Jules out of the way to hug her mother.

“Ca va ma belle? You on the other hand look amazing. I see Wakanda is treating you well, you are glowing. You aren’t pregnant, are you?

“No!” T’Challa answered as he saw Tolu slowly approaching the group but close enough to hear the conversation.

“ Hello T’Challa, I am only kidding, come here and give me a hug” T’Challa smiled genuinely and realized that he was so busy with his nerves that he had forgotten how glad he was to see Estelle, he even was a little happy to see Tolu. Estelle patted his cheek as she normally did.

“How was the flight?”

“It was good! A bit rocky but you have a very beautiful country T’Challa. I cannot wait to see the rest”

“And I can’t wait to show it to you” Tolu finally joined the group and hugged his children, before reaching for his grandchild who giggled excitedly at the sight of her grandparents. “I have missed you so much chouchou. You have gotten so big and even more beautiful. Video call does not do you justice. I hope your parents are appreciating the time they have with you and not trying to give you siblings” Tolu looked directly at T’Challa as he spoke.

“Papa, Maman was only kidding. I am in no way pregnant or anywhere close to it. Let’s go in now so you can rest before dinner” Tolu held his daughter’s hand.

“Okay Bukola” Alix looked back at T'Challa, reminding him to calm down and breathe. T’challa tried to do just that. Ayo came to stand next to him as everyone walked ahead.

“ I must say Kumkani, it is very interesting to see you shiver in fear of a single man” Ayo chuckled

“ I am not shocked you are able to find the humour in my despair”

“ Are you going to ask him today?” Ayo asked, turning to face him.

“ Yes, right after dinner. I am hoping that will relax him”

“Yes, I think so too. However, my King, I suggest not drinking tonight. You know how you act when your nerves kick it”

“Eh, eh, eh, I know, don’t say it too loud. I don’t want the other Doras to hear” Ayo smiled as they walked to meet the groups

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Ramonda had decided to host dinner for Alix’s parents the first night they arrived. She knew how nervous her son was to have them here and she wanted to help him in any way. She was also excited to see Estelle. The two were quite friendly with each other since the baby shower so the two women had no issue discussing everything under the sun. T’Challa admired them from the other side of the table as he and Alix shared a look. Everything seemed to be okay and if they could just continue for a few more hours T’Challa would ask for nothing else.

“Ramonda this meal is delicious, Everything tastes so fresh. Really you will have to give me the recipe.” Estelle praised

“Cherie, you may want to ask the chefs instead” Estelle frowned at her husband as Jules tried not to laugh across from his mother.

“Actually Tolu, I made everything on this table today. When my son told me you all were coming I dusted off my old cooking skills. But evidently, they are not that rusty because you went for seconds.” Ramonda said with a smile.

“Mama with the subtle comeback. I like it! Ouch!” T’Challa kicked his sister on the table causing the pair to glare at one another.

“Ahem... so Shuri, T’Challa, how has my Jules been at his new job? Has he invented anything interesting?” Shuri laughed

“Jules doesn’t invent anything” T’Challa glared at her again “ But that is because he is so busy doing research on the biomedical effects of vibranium in certain western medicines.”

“We thought it would be best to start him at something he was used to” Jules nodded asking T’Challa to go on knowing his mother had a soft spot for him. “His research has been useful in creating different strains and we are moving towards the testing process. He has been a nice addition to the lab.”

“You can always tell when French toas- I mean Jules has been in the lab” Shuri said with the fakest smile on her face.

“That is good to hear Julianus. I am glad to see you finally put your life together. Isn’t that right Tolu” Estelle said reaching for his hand.

“Yes, it is nice to see Mayowa be serious about something for once in his life.”

“That is not true, I was serious about that world trip and I got that too” Jules said leaning back into his chair. His father laughed knowing he had missed his son’s antics.

“Fair point. And what about you Bukola? How does teaching suit you?” Alix put down her fork and turned to her father.

“I actually really enjoy it, Papa. It’s kept me busy, but I didn’t realize it would be something that I like being able to share that aspect of myself. I wish you all could stay longer than a week so you could sit into one of my Yoruba classes and they could hear it from a native speaker.” Tolu smiled.

“You are just as good as a child who grew up in Lagos don’t worry”

“Sorry, but why are you all only staying for the week? There is so much to see and do Estelle.” Ramonda asked.

“Well unfortunately some of us have work they apparently could not skip” Estelle responded with an eye roll.

“I came to see if my family was okay, and they seem to be so my stay should not be too long.”

“Well I will be coming back soon so keep your cookbook ready and you have to take me to where you get all these beautiful garbs. Alix had sent me some and all the ladies from church were stunned” the two women laughed as everyone started to get up from the table. T’challa turned to Jules and they made conversation with their eyes with Alix watching suspiciously.

“ You two still keeping secrets T’Challa”

“No entle,” He said, kissing her cheek knowing she didn’t believe him. Jules walked over to the pair with his father.

“T, why don’t you take Papa and me on that palace tour and to see where you keep all the treaties and things”

“Yes of course”

“Oh sounds fun! Can I come?”

“NO!” Jules and T’Challa yelled at the same time. Causing Tolu and Alix to look at them strangely

“Entle, why don’t you go spend time with your mother, she won’t really be interested in this type of tour. And Abiona is going to fall asleep soon. Please” He ended with a nervous smile

“Fine, but whatever the two of you are hiding will be revealed.” She said slowly walking away

“Just go! For once please” Jules groaned

“I see your strange mannerisms has continued T’Challa. And to think I thought it was only the French air.” T’Challa sighed

“ They have reduced sir, I promise,” T’Challa said, starting to exit the dining hall with the father and son behind him knowing that Alix was watching them very closely.

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T’Challa led everyone into his office. The tour of the palace had gone well and for once Jules was actually a useful buffer between the two. T’Challa had caught Tolu up with the Nigerian agreement and he was still as impressed as he was a few months ago as well as commenting and adding ideas to other things T’Challa had going on. Everything seemed to be going right.

“Would you like some scotch sir? Holding the bottle of Tolu’s favourite brand.

“Hmm, interesting. You remember what I liked. I am on vacation after all. “ Tolu lightly joked as T’Challa poured the drink for the both of them.

“Where is mine?” T’Challa looked up at Jules reminding him of the plan. “Oh right! Um Papa, I just remembered that one of the plants I have to record in the lab. I will be right back. I can show you the progress tomorrow when it is open for full access”

“Okay, do not be too long” Jules exited the room leaving the two men to stare at one another. T’Challa began to fidget and reached for his drink, however he remembered what Ayo said and took the tiniest of sip. He instead looked for comfort by looking at the picture on his desk of Alix looking at a smiling Abiona in her crib . Tolu noticed and looked around noticing that the whole office was decorated with pictures of the two including Abiona’s ultrasounds. T’Challa finally pushed his thoughts away and raised his eyes to meet Tolu’s.

“You have quite a few pictures of Abiona in here” T’Challa looked around and smiled before answering.

“Yes, it is hard not to. She has taken over my world” T’Challa looked back at Tolu “ Mr. Ajayi sir, I have something that I would like to ask you” Tolu’s face immediately returned to the serious form that T’Challa was used to receiving, but he would not let that deter him today.

“Ever since meeting your daughter, my life has only improved for the better. I have been in love with her for a long time, and I only saw that love grow with the birth of Abiona and every day since then has been amazing.” T’Challa smiled as he spoke.

“You have truly raised an intelligent, beautiful, fierce, independent and loving woman. And being with her has made me realise I do not want to spend a moment without her.” T’Challa reached under his desk and pulled out the ring and placed it on the table for Tolu to see.

“ She truly is the owner of my heart and because of her I sit across from you and tell you that I would love to marry Alixandre and I would only feel comfortable doing so with your blessing. So I am asking if there is any way you can give me your blessing to ask for Alix’s hand in marriage?”

T’challa looked at Tolu’s face as he analyzed the ring. Tolu finally lifted his head to look at T’Challa.

“No” T’Challa felt his heart sinking.

“C-Can I ask why?”

“I do not believe that you are what Bukola needs in her life. Since you’ve entered it you have been a distraction and led her away from the path she had envisioned for herself. I am not sure if she is with you out of convenience or if she is actually happy. And I cannot give you my blessing unless I am sure she is really happy. “

“I know this is not the life that she had planned, trust me when I say this was not my plan for myself either. But I know that if you ask she will tell you that she is happy in this relationship. And though we argue just like other couples, I can promise when you ask her she will tell you that she is just as happy as I am. And if asking her will change your mind, I urge you to please ask her and reconsider.” As T’Challa finished Jules opened the door abruptly. T’Challa immediately closed the ring and slipped it back under his desk.

“Look who I bumped into and forced me to bring her here though I repeatedly told her no” Alix entered the office and looked around.

“Be quiet Jules. What are you all doing here anyways. Acting like a secret organization” T’Challa looked at Tolu.

“This is just where we ended the tour Bukola and T’Challa offered us some drinks. Why all the suspicions?”

“No reason. Maman is looking for you.” Tolu got up ready to leave

“Thank you Bukola I was getting tired anyways. I think it is time for bed. Good night boys” Tolu said with his eyes lingering on T’Challa as he followed Alix out the door. Jules closed the door behind them and grabbed a glass before sitting across from a devastated T’Challa. T’Challa finally picked up his glass and drank the whole content.

“So I am going to assume it did not go well” T’Challa shook his head.

“What happened?” T’Challa explained everything that was said to Jules who felt bad for T’Challa.

“Well T, for what it is worth you have my blessing” T’Challa allowed himself to laugh with Jules.

“Hopefully he actually asks her while he is here.” T’Challa shook his head in agreement.

“Well, now we can focus on how I am going to ask Zemora out. What did you think of because I have nothing.”

"I too have nothing. I was busy worrying about this and plus every other idea I have given you has gone to waste because of your nerves” Jules frowned.

“Cut me some slack, she makes me nervous. I thought you of all people would understand. You are mean when you are sad.” T’Challa tuned Jules out trying to think of ways he could convince Tolu he was the right one for Alix. He didn’t know what else he could possibly do but he hoped Bast showed him soon.

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Alix watched as T’Challa quietly got into their bed. His mood had been a bit off since dinner and his refusal to talk with her was making her antsy. He pulled her into his chest and didn’t say anything.

“You okay?” She said peeking up at him as he rubbed her arm.

“Yes, it has just been a long day. So much energy”

“Are you sure, because I am all ears” T’Challa nodded

“So you don’t want to tell me what Jules and you have been up to since morning?” T’Challa smiled a little. He turned to kiss her before responding.

“Absolutely not” Alix frowned as he chuckled causing her frown to disappear as she playfully hit his chest. She got up and sat across his lap

“Well since you are in a better mood,” She said as she kissed his lips and jawline. T’Challa calmly grabbed her hands causing Alix to stop and share her look of confusion with him.

“ Entle, as much as I completely enjoy what you are doing, I am not in that good of a mood and more importantly your father is just down the hall” Alix rolled her eyes.

“Babe you’re kidding, right? These walls are literally soundproof. And they are asleep” T’Challa’s face didn’t change. “Why are you being such a baby” She mocked as she pinched his cheek.

“I am not being a baby, the man already believes that I have brought you here to have you barefoot and pregnant in my kitchen so I don’t want to give him any more ideas please.” Alix realized how serious he was.

“Did Papa say something to you when you were in your office? And don’t lie” T’Challa closed his eyes and sighed before regaining eye contact with Alix.

“I know this is not how you envisioned life going for you but,” He closed his eyes again feeling overwhelmed with emotion. Alix rubbed his arms soothingly

“But what?”

“You are happy right? “ Alix looked at him confused. Her normally wordy lover was struggling to formulate a single sentence

“Of course”

“No, I mean, are you truly happy with me. Do I make you happy? Does the life we have here fulfill you? Am I what you need?”

“Where is this coming from? What did Papa say? Or is this because I won’t talk about marriage?”

“That is not important. Can you answer please”

“T’Challa of course I am happy. Trust me I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t. Trust me. My life here is not what I had planned but it has given me more joy than I think I could have imagined. I love teaching and because of you, I have discovered it. I am excited to go back to work full time and the projects I am going to be working on excite me. I love coming home to you and Abiona. I love that she is a symbol of our love and I could not imagine my world without her. I love how fiercely you love her and that you are not afraid to show it. I love that you have conversations with her like she is a grown person who can offer you any advice” T’Challa chuckled into her shoulder as he put his hands around her waist

“And I love being in your arms and receiving your warmth and love. I love that you have made mundane activities like staying at home exciting for me. I don’t know where these doubts are coming from but just know I am very happy here and I do not want to be anywhere else okay.”

“Okay,” T’Challa whispered. She kissed him softly.

“I love you T’Challa”

“I love you too Alix. More than you know. Can we go to sleep now?” She nodded as she got off his lap and reached for her Kimoyo beads to turn off the lights.

T’Challa pulled her in super close and she picked up his hand to kiss it. She wasn’t sure what had rattled him today, but she hoped he knew how much he meant to her. The life they had created was more than she could really ask for and though they had their issues she loved coming home to him every day. She didn’t like that he felt unsure of their relationship. That had never happened before and she didn’t want it to happen again. He was her sure-footed partner and she needed his certainty and confidence to be the wall that blocked out her doubts. So she closed her eyes and hoped that whatever was putting these thoughts in his head would be replaced with her words of assurance.

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#t'challa x reader #t'challa #ABIONA AU #PART 10 #sunshinewrites

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milas-imaginarium · 4 years

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Before you fall asleep II

Language: English

Rate: M (NSFW)

Pairing: Charles-Henri Sanson x MC

Note: FOR @humi-and-co CHARLES’S APPRECIATION WEEK. This vampire deserves more attention.

I did proofread this but...Still may contain mistakes, sorry in advance!

Part I

"Still she has nothing to do with this plan, it can succeed without involving her."

"Are you listening to me? Charles, you are acting strange" Vlad looked at the young vampire in disbelief, after all, Charles was always loyal to his plans, what was wrong with him lately? "This is the easiest way to have them all in one place and proceed."

Charles remained quiet as his gaze met the window, then he sighed knowing he couldn't do anything against Vlad, at least if he wanted to keep his immortal life, even sacrificing himself nothing would change. Faust was suspicious, that person in front of him was not the vampire he met long ago.

After a while Charles excused himself, he needed to feed the human, Vlad and Faust exchanged glances "He's a doctor, it's natural for him to take care of humans." Faust spoke to soothe Vlad, however, the priest knew something was going on between those two.

°°°

"What to do?" she said sadly looking at herself in the mirror. One or two weeks, she ignored how much time she had been in that castle and the real problem was not to be there but not to have the right to choose.

"I know you don't want anything to do with me but" immediately the young woman's gaze left the mirror to focus Charles who was carrying a silver tray with human food, she felt embarrassed instantly "I can't walk away and let you starve to death" she nodded moving her shirt collar to cover the hickeys that the hot kissing session they had two days ago left, nevertheless, Charles noticed flushing.

She started to eat in silence while Charles accompanied her "Charles" she called his name softly, like a whisper "What do you feel for me?" the question came slow, shy, afraid of the answer but for a reason beyond her understanding, she knew...He loved her. The vampire was shocked, he knew why she was feeling that way, and that question represented a second chance for him, for them.

"I'm sure you already know the answer but I'll say it as much as you need to listen. Long time ago I thought I didn't deserve love, it seemed like a star far away from me but one day you came to my life like a gust of wind, and I found my self on my knees feeling what I thought I couldn't" He smiled delicately approaching a hand to touch her cheek, surprisingly she closed her eyes as she used to do "What I feel, you ask? I love you more than anything, and I know I'm right for you."

"You're Charles." she replied, heart almost breaking her ribcage "And I love you too" the external circumstances that surrounded their relationship were complicated, but not a reason to throw everything to the side. Faust who was listening outside the door covered his eyes with his right hand moving aside his glasses. His intuition never failed, now...Should he tell Vlad?

The night went by peacefully, for the first time Charles and his beloved human slept together cuddling on a needy embrace. Both as happy as they could be in the current situation.

°°°

Back in Comte's mansion all of the residents were trying to find a solution, the difference was they concluded the person who had their girl falling head over heels was the city doctor, Charles. They didn't trust him but for a fact, they knew he would protect her as much as he could, secretly they were grateful.

°°°

The next day Charles went to Paris to arrange some unfinished things that took more than he expected, he hurried to the castle before sunset and there she was, waiting for him with a smile... Though he felt his heart drop, she didn't deserve what was happening, she was innocent in the middle of a war.

"Bonsoir, mon petit chouchou. Comment ça va?" He asked on an extremely sweet tone that made her glow "Be prepared, we're leaving this place tonight" she didn't understand but as he guided her out of the room...She got it.

Both went through the roses garden taking a carriage Charles had prepared with Comte's help, nor Vlad or Faust noticed. The plan was to keep her far away from any danger taking her to Órleans where the great vampire had a beautiful house they could use to hide.

"Are they going to be okay, Charles? Are you going to be okay?" She said shaking with fear, not even for her own life but for the ones she loved "Shhh, we are strong enough. We must protect you, my lady" He kissed her hand keeping her body close to his chest. His heart was racing the same as hers but if they were together everything would be alright.

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After two hours they arrived at Órleans. The darkness of the night hid them until they got into the house that was more like a mansion, in the main room the young woman approached the big window just to take a look to the city and garden, Charles stared at her silently.

Moonlight illuminated her body perfectly, her hair flowing like silk and her chest moving with every breath she took. He moved without thinking and hugged her from the back pressing his body tenderly. She sighed and closed her eyes as the vampire's lips trace a long path in her neck "I'm not strong enough to resist you. You're like fire, burn me, chérie"

She felt desire grown inside her and just abandoned herself to the moment. Charles sat her into the window's frame, opened her legs, moved her skirt and knelt kissing her milky skin finally reaching her core and licking it after removing her underwear "You taste as sweet as you moan. So delicious...I'm going to eat you up."

"Yes, ahg, yes...Please" Her feminine voice echoed into the room as her right hand immersed into Charles's hair. His lips felt soft as his tongue played with her clit driving her to ecstasy "So warm...And sweet" his voice rough and lower than usual, he moved down to let his tongue slide inside her, at the same time he took one of her legs to put it on his shoulder. Her body had little contractions and her hips moved with the cadence Charles guided.

"I'm so...Close, Charles" two of his long digits went inside her rubbing his walls deliciously and didn't stop "Cum...Cum for me, my love" and as she was getting close to her orgasm Charles moved his glossy lips from her core to kiss her leg, fangs already showing "You're making this hard for me..." he tried to control himself, he would never do something without consent but then she spoke on that erotic voice "Do it, oh Charles...Do it, do it" he did so, no hesitate due to how hot he was feeling. He bit her inner thigh sending waves of pleasure through her body, her blood was a drug, she was the Nirvana. She screamed in pleasure but that was not enough, the lovers were on a passionate frenzy.

She stood up with trembling legs, the vampire looked at her thirsty but never expected to be pushed into the bed "I want you, I need you..." she climbed over his body taking off his clothes and kissing every space of pale skin, he did the same with his senses completely overwhelmed "Are you going to ride me? What a pleasure to have a goddess all for me" his voice animalistic. It didn't take to much before she guided his cock inside her moaning at the feeling to be complete.

Her nails scratched his pecs as her hips bounced sensually creating an irresistible peace, wet sound, moans, and groans disrupting the silence of the night. Charles's right hand grabbed her hips roughly as his left caressed and pressed her breasts, pinching her tiny nipples, they kissed playing with their tounges, her taste still in Charles's mouth. "Ah, just like that..." the feeling of him twitching inside her was mind-blowing. Both were getting close to finish so Charles increased the peace, harder, deeper, faster and cursed in french as the walls of his lover clenched around his cock.

Both came hard and long, luckily they were the only inhabitants of the mansion. He freed himself inside her and seconds after she collapsed onto him, Charles hugged her as she was the most precious thing in the world "You're my knight in shining armor. I love you" the vampire kissed her cheek and lips, she was his everything "Je t'aime beaucoup, mon amour."

°°°

"Well, it seems Charlot...fell in love," Faust said walking towards Vlad who was making miracles to contain his rage. "And you kidnapped his lover, Vlad."

"Is that so?" Vlad paused for a moment looking at the bright moon "What to do with such a rebel kid?"

"Don't even ask me" Faust replied exasperated.

"Well, you were their benefactor, Faust." Vlad said sharply "I supposed he found what he was looking for...I wonder how this story will end."

The point was that even Vlad knew there was nothing stronger than love, no matter what he may think, no matter what people say.

#ikevamp charles #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #charles henri sanson #charles appreciation week

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neko-shinigxmi · 5 years

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.: NatsuShio: The OC/Canon Ship That Ruined My Life :.

(In the Best Way)

@supernatural-cat98, get buckled in.

Let’s start with how I started. An Okami OC.

Her name is Shiori, but her full name is Shiorigami, a brush kami OC for the game Okami. Once an adoptable from DeviantArt, I made her into a fully-fleshed out character fit for the game. Sure, she’s an usual hybrid (nekotori; cat body, but with tail feathers like a small peacock), but she’s the kami of Poems and Literature. She’s got social anxiety and a thinly veiled reference to autism, as she is stunted to everyone, including her extensive family...but writing is where she blooms.

Fiction, biographies, history, poems of all kinds... If it’s writing, she’s happy. It protects her and makes her happy, even when she fears she isn’t a good enough brush kami. Even if her powers are an inky echo of her mother’s.

She once had short hair. She once loved a Lunarian named Kazuki... A scholar of the Moon Tribe, during a period of tension and war between his people and the Celestials... Shiori’s people. Despite it all, they truly did love each other, despite never admitting it out loud. He was gifted a scroll of poems he inspired her to write. He gave her a golden necklace- almost collar-like- with the symbol of the Moon Tribe engraved on the back.

...He would end up dying in a slaughter done by the evil the Moon Tribe had summoned. Those who fled to the mortal world to escape the war becoming the only survivors. Kazuki was gone...and left Shiori not only with a deep depression, but also with a fear to care for anyone who was mortal.

Who could die and be ripped from her grasp, just like Kazuki had.

Her hair grew out over the years (faceclaim: Suiren Shibazeki from Hibi Chouchou), protected by her mother to ease her pain of the death of the one she loved most...and in the years after the events of Okami, would stay either in her room on the Celestial Plain or occasionally live on the mortal world, in a small house to herself among a forest not too far from Ryoshima Coast.

And so. It would be this starting point for a fateful meeting...

Natsu Dragneel. Specifically, burningheartdragneel, my roleplay partner. (To my Shio, @goddessof-poems.) He met Amaterasu first, having somehow...gotten himself a little universe-lost. Befriending her was easy; both liking to fight, both loving to eat... It was easy for them.

Yet he poses an interesting challenge for sweet, quiet Shiori. Little bookworm, easily forgets to eat at all, and isn’t much one for the adventuring scene, like her mother or Natsu.

...However, it’s because of her Natsu learns the joys of reading; specifically, an adventurous story of fiction Shiori had written some time before. He makes a small, but decent meal for the forgetful Shiori, ensuring she eats...and even motivates her to get out of her home, taking him to show off Ryoshima Coast and her own Water Tablet that Amaterasu gifted her.

It’s our current roleplay and a still on-going one, but we came up with so much more as we talked over Discord. They will slow burn their way, but us? We know how the path goes....and we ended up falling in love with a pairing of our own creation.

ExoticGeneral: Ah gods I love this! Especially since Shiori isn't the kind to stop her work to eat or anything Natsu would at some point bring snacks with him and probably feed her (and he hardly likes sharing either) because somebodies is gonna have to be watching over her. But if he woke up with her all beside him, he'd be pretty flustered about it. Plus as an added bonus he always oddly warm, which makes for good cuddling in the winter/chilly days. :3c Yeah, he'd probably be more careful with her because even if she is a brush good she's just so fragile. He'd probably bond with her relatively easy though since he's always been a cat kinda guy? But yeah, demon hunting would be a big no-no while she was around. No need to try and scare her away. But I thought about that heat headcanon thing would be funny cause I can't see either making the first move ever! xD

Aki: Oh gosh, yeah. Shiori's the type for "skinny love" situations, where it's almost painfully obvious she loves the person, but if nobody acts on it, then it's this firm stalemate. Tbh, she'd likely only "confess" if he got really hurt and she was scared for him....but even then, it's confusing for the oblivious bc-?? Was that a confession? What if it wasn't????

ExoticGeneral: But god a confession like that would be hilarious cause it might just go over his head! He'd probably just grin like an idiot, being all like 'Thanks that means a lot' and playing it off as completely platonic possibly. He may be bold in everything else, but love is something he's actually insecure about considering his first girlfriend died, his mom, like three of his dads and his brother wants to murder him.

Aki: Ommmmggggg. She'd probably laugh a little and keep trying to tell herself it's better this way, bc like...... (And this is what kills me) She'd rather have a friend in him than nothing at all bc of rejection so she'd start spiraling down and try to keep upbeat even though she keeps thinking about it and getting guilty bc what if he only wants them to be friends???? What if he didn't like romance at all?? She doesn't want to push him away from her..... She'd rather suffer years of not having him love her back then lose him. (And re-reading this..... Ouch on the death of the first girlfriend. Shiori knows that pain.... Except slightly more painful that she also never confessed to the guy and lost him to the slaughter of the Moon Tribe.)

ExoticGeneral: AKI DONT They'd both end up suffering because they're shy potatoes who can't convey their feelings properly for the life of them! It wouldn't even get better cause she'd only start going down hill after a while and he'd more than likely notice but not realize he's the problem in a way and FUUUUUUCCCKKKK

Aki: HAHAHAHAHAA, YOU'RE TOO LATE; MY POWERS HAVE BEEN REALIZED She'd actually manage pretty well for awhile, being oblivious, but then the feelings would start and that very emotion would be her downfall. Because then what are you supposed to do when you want to hug your "friend" for no apparent reason and just...stay there? That you wouldn't mind if he stayed over all the time and got to sleep with him, because that's when the nightmares kept away from her? (And even if they did show up, he was there to comfort her...) She's an absolutely wreck after awhile and keeps spacing out and begins to screw up and she's like a black hole collapsing in on itself and it hurts so bad to watch

ExoticGeneral: STAHP YOURE HURTING MY SHIPPER HEART BEFORE THE SHIP ACTUALLY EXISTS That blackhole though, like how do you even fix that??? Because the closer you get to her the more it's probably hurting her and you could confess but getting closer is what caused it to progress. HOW DO YOU PROTECT YOUR SHIT WHEN YOU'RE THE PROBLEM!?!? Your making me emotional and it's only like 8 in the morning, I don't want to start my day sad already!

Aki: Shiori finally breaking down in front of Natsu though. Like, it was a little trip over a tree root or something and she says, "O-oh, n-no, I'm fine...." But Natsu's just-??? No you're not, you're crying. Why are you crying? What hurts?? And from there she starts bawling and Natsu is awkward but tries his best. He also has little to no idea what she's saying pass those sobs of hers, but oUCH PAIN EVERYWHERE. Then- awhoop- right out of that sobbing mess comes a pretty clear confession, whoo boy--

ExoticGeneral: But HOLY SHIT when a confession happens he'd get flustered. To the point of constant figgeting and just a permanent blush would cover his face. He'd probably end up staying silent, then just start crying and fuck me up. The first confession of his life??? hE WAS NOT READY FOR THIS BUT IS TOTALLY ACCEPTING OF THIS! She'd get to see an entirely new spectrum of him though when he gets all soft-hearted and actually reveals his romantic side???

Aki: Shiori's equally as flustered and waiting to please just collapse in on herself and cease existance....and then once she realized she didn't fuck things up, she's crying with him and so much affection????? Oh no, the cutes. Cutes everywhere. Also Shiori is a huge sap and she's going to love that. But now he has to deal with his cute new goddess gf blushing whenever he smooches even just her cheek. Or holds her hand. Or snuggles up to her..... When he breathes LMAO, Jk...~

ExoticGeneral: THem crying together. THat thought just gives me life cause they're just two mushy emotional destroyed people atm. Just I don't even know who would actually recover first at that point, maybe Natsu, and just give her the longest most affectionate hug he's got in him. This relationship ain't gonna last long, give it like a week and he'll probably die from a cute overload. He'd try to pamper her a bit (though he wouldn't know how really) and just take her out to star gaze and do some silly things. But holding hands??? Like that's really lewd ya know.

Aki: Yeeeaaaahhh, he probably would. Shiori's trying to calm down, but those silly tears won't stop~ But she'll still snuggle close when he hugs her and hug him back. AH. AAAAAAHHHHHH. Natsu coming back to her place after that little event and suddenly, her new greeting is, "Welcome home," with a bright smile. Natsu kneels tf over bc cHRIST DID HE JUST HAVE A HEARTATTACK?!?!?!??

Oh yes. We had a LENGTHY talk about their confession... But is that all? Of course not!! We’ve also had conversations about...

Sleeping habits:

Aki: Oh man, and if she woke up to that racing heart of his.... All sleepy and concerned and it's right out of a romance novel and someone help Natsu bc death is rapidly approaching

ExoticGeneral: And the thing is that's one of his quirks. Like his way of saying 'I think I like you' IS sleeping at there house a lot more often. TO the point where it's just an everyday exerpeince and it's only weird if he DOESN'T show up one night.

Aki: !!!! Natsu being late one night and he's surprised bc it's late as fuck but there's Shiori, obviously tired and ready for bed, but unable to sleep because she'd gotten used to sleeping with Natsu and his warmth. (He has to pull confidence and fake cheer before he's allowed to start dying in the darkness of her room; that was so fuckin' cute and she was holding onto that little cat plush and she looked so lonely jfc whAT THE FUCK that level of cute is illegal in all the states and all of the worlds and timelines, bYE)

ExoticGeneral: But I can totally see that! He just kinda pushes open her door and it's like 2 in the fucking morning. The conflicted feelings he must have though knowing that when he walks in there he's gonna suffer for a few hours or more but is like 'fuck ing worth it.' (She needs to tone it down because if the guy who lives to fight wants to SNUGGLE then there's a problem. No one man, goddess or not, should be allowed to have so much power!)

Aki: She's just more than happy to see him bc dang it, she couldn't sleep without him...and the second she's comfy and curled up against him? Boop. Out like a light. (Plot twist: her real power is being cute as hell. Her cuteness so strong, who needs weaponry?? Flutter those lashes, tilt her head... If she has the ears and feather tails out? B y e. You're dead now. Sorry, don't make the rules.)

ExoticGeneral: JEEz THOUGH! Not being able to sleep without him! Now all of a sudden he becomes like a necessity for a proper nights sleep, or any at all really. (But that's one way to competely get to him. Sexy? Pfffft, he can ignore that most of the time. Cute, fucking slay him okay? Just 'Here lies Natsu, rest in pieces' and fuck she's a cutie!)

Aki: I mean.... He could be a mean little one and let her pass out once it becomes too much, but there's also the huge implication that Natsu actually sorta gets her on a sleep schedule?? Something she usually doesn't have at all???? When Natsu's getting snuggled up in the futon, it basically becomes a sign of, "Oh, time to stop for today and sleep." Reverse alarm clock, Natsu is. Getting a certain poetry goddess to bed rather than waking her up (or keeping her up, as is). (Shiori perfected the cute ability. Cute traits that'd be passed down for generations. Flirting-but-not-flirting, the ultimate technique. How will poor Natsu ever survive?!?)

Dinners with Mom Amaterasu:

Aki: Meet the parents? More like, "Forget that formal stuff! Let's go out and eat dessert before dinner!!!!" Because Ammy doesn't really do formal anymore and why not just....use the time for the better?? Like eating???? Not to mention, then she can embarrass the two like, "Now you gotta feed each other. Do it, do it, do it~!!" Ammy is a gr8 mom, as you can tell

ExoticGeneral: Well I don't think it could happen. I think Ammy and natsu met because he tried pelting her with water ballons. There is no need to be formal after that! But I can see Ammy rigging everything somehow. Just like ordering milkshakes for all three but 'accidentally' forgets one so she gets a whole one while Natsu and shiori share. with coincidentally two staws.

Aki: "Hmmmm, would you look at that.... Strange." Casually drinks at her own like NBD-- And that's true!!! No formality exists here; there's only the two dorks and the shy poet, who's more than happy to be the little side-line cheerleader for their antics. (Unless they're questionable. Then she's worried and trying to get them off of the idea. Probably crit. hits Natsu by being cute.)

The time I almost wrote in our RP that Shiori was gonna kiss his cheek....and they’re not even CLOSE to dating, oh boy:

Aki: .....It suddenly occurs to me that I want an aesthetic made of NatsuShio.............

ExoticGeneral: I'm laughing. This isn't a pairing (Yet) and you're like grabby hands

Aki: Hey. Hey. Compare this to the time I almost wrote in Shio kissing Natsu's cheek waaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy too early, and a little aesthetic ain't that bad~

ExoticGeneral: You know if you had wrote that slip up I would have went along with it too. It would have been a hilarious mess.

Aki: LMAO. Even Shiori would be confused like, "......I have never before in my LIFE ever done that.... Why did I do that now?!?" This is the Sims and I am the tru god and their lives are my pLAYTHINGS

ExoticGeneral: He would have stopped everything for a solid 5 minutes then continue like it didn't happen. If you don't react it's like it never happened, right? I mean that's how we do it anyways. We make them suffer cause it's fun

Aki: Plot twist, though...... Isn't even freezing considered a reaction?! So by freezing he thinks he didn't react, but the act of freezing up is a reaction in itself......!! YOU'VE BEEN PLAYED, NATSU!!! They aren't suffering yet, buuuuut..... All in due time

Memes, of course:

ExoticGeneral: Ammy: So do you and Shio call each other pet names? Natsu: Pfffft! No! Of course not! Ammy: What do bees make then? Natsu:....Honey? Shio, from the other room: Yeah, sweetie? Ammy: Don't you ever lie to my face again.

Aki: tHIS WOULD HAPPEN, F U CK-- I AM LOSING IT

And the moment we acknowledged how we know this ship was The One; our OTP forever and always: (featuring the best rant I’ve ever written for this ship)

ExoticGeneral: It's literally freaking insane how you just start having ten billions of ideas running through you're head! Like okay time to put then through some angst hell, then recovery fluff, little slice of life, smooches and some bonding/ development??? Like Im getting way too far ahead of myself here??? But the ideas/drabbles keep on rolling anyway. This is how you know this is the one.

Aki: Yes!!! And like.... Honestly, I pride myself on doing "realistic" stuff? Having my characters contradict themselves sometimes, do something that would hurt....cause humans are like that. Hell, it's why I also brazenly went for Shiori's emotional breakdown when she heard the news that all Lunarians had died..... Including her dear Kazuki. Being able to imagine and know how that breakdown went in my head, where nothing she tried worked, until she went crawling back to her mother to grant her wish to not exist...take the pain away...... Boi. B o i. When it comes to big time storywriting, I get hELLA AMPED. I'm ready to show them every corner of the world, good or bad. Perfection or deep flaws. Give me that angst where they will realize that it hurts, but having someone to hurt with makes the pain ease a little. It doesn't fix everything, but having those assuring words and someone who cares deeply makes it harder to be upset. Let them have those slice of life days where Shiori wakes up in bed for once, stomach not aching or feeling like a void, and ready to start a new day. Have him drag her out to explore and shake up her old, rigid life. Let them, in the future, kiss and hug and wonder why....but know that if waiting so long meant finding love and getting it this right, then it was worth the wait. Let them develop so much, that we look back to where we started and cackle with joy, cause they friggen made it. Wow, a sappy rant from me, yEEHAW

ExoticGeneral: Damn right sister! Preach it! Like sometimes I just sit there with some bsckground music on and its so fitting that you just throw out 20 paragraphs like no problem. I just need those days with them where they argue over something little and it gets so blown out of proprtion and convoluted that they just forget what is was about? Just random nights of stargazing then falling asleep? Or literally doing nothing and either of them thinks of their s/o and gets super flustered for no reason? The day they actually become a couple but still trains his tush off and shio doesnt ask how he got strong, but why he did cause heckie is that gonna be one wild ride of a story. But the simple, final answer is to protect her. Not because she's the daughter of Ammy, but because he failed to do so with his dad and elder brother and doesn't want to lose her too. Like I want weakness that comes with trust? Fear that comes with love? But also the fulfilling satisfaction of contentness. That you wouldn't trade this for anything else, its a unique feeling that only they can deliver. Ya feel?

Aki: Right??? Good heavens, mention music and now I need to go look up Shio's number one mood music........ Can't think Shio romance (especially where it's "skinny love") without remembering the song, sO-- Right?? Well, more likely her trying to fight back but she angry cries and just gets frustrated and shuts down. Won't talk. Won't feed the flames anymore with replies, but doesn't seek peace, either. It's a night where it alternates between dead silence in the home once more or quiet, strained sobs of someone who's already used to being hurt; she's just finding it harder to keep that pain quiet. But it's..... It's home. More than it's ever been. From a family she couldn't quite connect with some days, to her own home all to herself... A place her own and where her life fit. Last thing she would've ever expected is to find- in many ways- her opposite....and yet someone she'd find herself falling for all the same. Where it's funny to imagine her home used to be quiet and peaceful. Now there's some training dummies outside and even if he strays from home, she can hear him making noises out not too far away. There's footsteps of another person in her home now. This home....it's his home, too. Something they're both happy to have. Company, understanding, and just.... An imbalance that makes it a balance by not being perfect. She slows him down. He speeds her up. They learn something from each other. It hurts sometimes. His life will likely be long....but to what length? Will it end? Does she want to know? Should she ask? And understanding what her mother saw in mortals from that.... Just because they cannot match in eternal age, doesn't make it all any less. The memories shared? Still memories made. Love was still had and wasn't it sweet? To love someone so completely, to have fought and made up, loved and lost... It's scarier when it's you who can be hurt; this isn't watching someone's life play out like a movie. This is her life now and his and theirs together and it breaks her heart to know she could potentially lose him, but..... He's going to teach her so much. And she would understand what her mother does. He'll be loved all the more for it.

ExoticGeneral: I literally have absolutely no words for this. I cant believe you would make me cry like this at midnight. This was the most hurtful, true, heartfelt yet heartbreaking thing I've read. I freaking forgot you did poetry is you spare time like holy.

...They just. Work together. It’s the perfect “opposites attract” relationship while still maintaining a balance between who they are alone and what their relationship is. The bolster of inspiration and motivation that they get from each other... He motivates her to leave the house more (often with him on a little adventure) and gives her that experience. As said, she slows him down and gets him to read more. Even try writing for himself, writing Shiori a small poem that he [slams down onto her desk and runs off in a hurry] gives her.

Broadening their horizons with each other. The support and pure affection and how they do their best in their own ways to support each other... It’s perfect. Made a home in our hearts. And we sure wouldn’t want it any other way.

As a final note... Have one more silly little meme we came up with:

Aki: So I'm re-reading our chat [again] and I just thought of this...... Natsu: I live to fight, so Imma take you down!!! Shiori, in her sleepy-whiny voice: Natsuuuu...... I wanna cuddle.... Natsu, already leaving: .......Someone else lives to fight and will take you down!!!

ExoticGeneral: You know that old saying goes, he who runs away lives to fight another day I'm glad I'm the only who just goes back and re-reads this entire message board of gross romance and heartbreak

So yes, ship NatsuShio. Your heart will thank you...after it dies for 2 hours because of the angst that tails this ship in bittersweet flavors.

#NatsuShio #oc x canon #natsu dragneel #Okami #okami oc #Aki speaks #[SCREAMS WITH SO MUCH FEELING]#I WOULD LIVE FOREVER FOR THESE TWO #AND I PROBABLY AM!!!!!!!#[SCREEEEEEEAAAAAAAAMMMMSSSSSS]

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foxboymyles · 5 years

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Pardon My Imprudence [Chp 4]

Note: Last Chapter for today :)

Zoro and Luffy started to walk out the door. The weather was pretty cold, with a slight breeze outside. The sun was just about to set. Luffy held Zoro’s hand with a smile on his face.

“Say, I saw a cool plush! It was a lion, but he had this mane that looked like the sun or somethin’” Luffy said.

“Oh? Nice. When was this?” Zoro asked.

Luffy stopped, all of a sudden. Zoro asked what was wrong, and he pointed at a weak dog on the sidewalk. It looked like it was a Jack Russell terrier, but he was really dirty and scrawny, as you could see his bones from the skin. Luffy walked towards it. He pet it gently as it slowly wagged its tail.

“He must be homeless. ‘Looks like he’s starving, too!” Luffy said, worried.

“Ice cream’s not that expensive. We should spend some on getting him some food.” Zoro added.

Luffy brightly grinned and jumped on Zoro. He repeatedly said thank you while kissing his cheek multiple times. Zoro blushed and with gentle hands, took Luffy off of him. Luffy picked up the scared dog and went to a dog store. They bought 8 dollars of dog food and a dog leash. Luffy gave the dog a handful of kebble, and like he expected, the dog ate it all in a whole gulp. Luffy put the dog on a leash, as the dog wagged his tail up and panted excitedly. He smiled and realized that he saved a life. Once Zoro and Luffy got their ice cream, they went home and Zoro took a rest on the couch. It was 9:00 PM now. Luffy filled a bowl up with pebble food as the dog rushed to it and chomped it. It was the right time to pour water into a bowl as well. Luffy gazed at the dog and grinned. Ace came downstairs with Sabo, and his eyes open wider than space.

“YOU BOUGHT A DOG WITH 20 DOLLARS?!?” He exclaimed.

Luffy shook his head.”I bought his stuff with 10 dollars. The doggie was free.”

Zoro blushed and chuckled when Luffy said ‘doggie’. Ace blushed and gave a big sigh.

“You’re gonna have to ask Shanks about this.”

“Oh, I already know,” Shanks said, appearing from out of the kitchen.

“I think it’s great. We’ve never had a family dog. All we need to do is find out if he’s had any of his shots.”

Luffy grinned and agreed with Shanks, petting the pup as it licked his face.

“I could pay for some of it if you’d want me to.” Said Zoro

Shanks was hesitant. “No no no, it’s quite alright. I can pay for it myself.”

“No, I insist. It’s the least I could do.” Zoro said.

“You don’t need to prove yourself. You already did. Ace can agree.” Shanks said, smiling.

Zoro stared for a while, then started petting the dog with Luffy.

“What should his name be?” Asked Sabo.

“ChouChou!” Luffy responded.

Shanks laughed and got his phone from the counter.

“Well, you kids can go to bed now,” Shanks said.

Zoro was about to get his stuff when Shanks interrupted him.

“You don’t have to leave, you know. Stay for the night.” Shanks said, dialing the number for Mihawk. “I’ll just call your father and tell him you’re sleeping over here.”

Zoro nodded and grabbed his stuff. He went upstairs to Luffy’s room and laid them down by the bed. Looking around, he observed the blue covered sheets and the starry night light that shined upon the dimly lighted room. There were shelves of boxing trophies and bottled miniature ships. There were a few clothes on the floor, his hamper barely hanging onto the pants he tossed in it. Looking in his drawers he found piles and piles of pirate and Tony Tony Chopper comics. Then there was the sock drawer. Zoro blushed and slowly opened what he assumed would be his underwear drawer. It was then that he slammed the drawer closed.

“Zoro! Whatcha doin’?” Luffy asked, innocently.

“Ah, nothing important. I was just looking at your room.” Said Zoro.

“Oh! It looks cool, doesn’t it?” Luffy said. “I have something I saved for you, too!”

Luffy got a fluffy teddy bear from under his bed and handed it to Zoro. They both sat on his bed.

“I got this when Shanks adopted me. I think you should have it, though.” Luffy said, blushing.

Zoro grabbed it gently and looked up at him.

“Are you sure you want to give me this?” Zoro asked.

Luffy nodded and told him to close his eyes. He leaned into Zoro and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. Gradually, the slow soft kisses got faster. Zoro held his waist as Luffy rested his weight on him.

Ace opened the door, and Luffy pulled up the covers to the bed.

“Hey, I just needed that fly swatter you ha-” Ace said, only to look at Luffy struggling to not keep it obvious.

But it was definitely obvious. Ace quickly got the fly swatter, with a short thanks and a hot freckled face, and the door was shut. Zoro gave Luffy a long kiss back. Luffy rested his head on Zoro’s chest. He felt the warm vibrations as Zoro’s chest rose and fell.

“That was almost better than food,” Luffy said, cutely.

Zoro kissed him on the cheek. “Am I better than food?” Zoro asked.

Luffy looked up at him. “Yeah.” The teen gave Zoro a peck on the nose. Zoro chuckled and ran his hand through Luffy’s hair.

“ ‘Love you, Zoro.”

“I love you too,” Zoro replied.

It was getting late, and Luffy’s eyes felt droopy. Zoro was already fast asleep. The sky was lit in a dark blue, with the most beautiful stars. The silhouette of a tree stood out in the middle. The candle in the room dimly lit the space and shaded Zoro’s face in warm colors. Luffy’s eyes twinkled at the scene, from the stars that lit in the sky brightly. All at once, he seemed content. His eyes closed.

…

The next morning was bright. Too bright, Zoro thought. He grumbled angrily at the alarm clock and slapped the off button. Zoro shook Luffy, but he had no success of waking him up. Then, getting his surprisingly still cold-water bottle and poured in all over him. Luffy gasped awake and wriggled around. As soon as he realized what was going on, he hit Zoro in the arm.

“Stupid! I could have wakened up myself, ya know!” Luffy shouted.

“Yeah, sure,” Zoro said, getting his pants and baggy shirt on.

Luffy whipped something out of his closet and put it on. He had on blue shorts and a red tank top, put on his sandals, and waited for Zoro to put on his shoes. He laid on his stomach on the bed, both hands squishing his cheeks and his legs kicking slowly. For a moment he was looking at Zoro’s face. His tan skin and sharp eyes, up to his mint green hair. Zoro turned to look at Luffy once he realized Luffy was staring at him.

“Great, now you got me staring. Did you know you have huge eyes?” Zoro said.

“Is that somethin’ to make me mad?” Luffy replied, annoyed.

“No. I just look at you and I can see galaxies in them. Your eyes are- kinda pretty.” Zoro admitted.

“I’m not pretty! I’m a man!” Luffy shouted defensively while blushing.

Zoro walked passed him and opened the door. “I’m just saying your eyes look pretty. But sure, I guess you are pretty.”

“You’re just trying to taunt me, I know it! Let’s fight! Right now!” Luffy angrily shouted, following him down the stairs.

“Wow Luffy, even when you’re mad you’re beautiful,” Zoro said, jokingly.

“Beautiful?!? Bu- stop calling me that! It sounds girly!” Luffy yelled, even redder.

Sabo was up making pancakes. What was surprising is that Ace, Luffy’s usually sleepy and lazy brother, was up with an average look on his face. Sabo quickly got his suitcase and took off his apron. He wore a dress shirt and pants, with shiny black shoes. He was gathering his things out the door whilst Luffy was getting down the stairs.

“I have to go visit Koala now. She’s expecting me to get the storyboard in by today.” Sabo mumbled to Ace.

“Isn’t this your guys’-what- 4th anniversary?” Ace asked, helping Sabo.

Sabo turned to the tiny gift on the counter and grabbed it. He said a short thanks and hugged Luffy from the stairs. After that, the door shut faster than 3 seconds later. Luffy sat down on the couch.

“Sabo has a girlfriend?” Zoro asked.

“Yep. They’ve been together since they were 13.” Ace answered.

“Why don’t you guys go to our school?”

“We go to a private school. Guess it’s just because Shanks wants us to stay serious with want we want to accomplish.” Ace said.

Zoro frowned thinking of Mihawk’s plans for his education. Even if Zoro got good grades, he doesn’t know that he’ll take him to a private school or not.

“You ok, Zoro?” Luffy asked, his hand touching Zoro’s.

Zoro nodded, grabbing and kissing Luffy’s hand. Ace turned after hearing footsteps. Shanks was making his way down the stairs, with his watch in his hand.

“Ace, you gotta come with me,” Shanks said, hurryingly.

Ace raised an eyebrow. “Why?”

“It’s Makino. She’s not feeling great.” Shanks responded.

“Makino? Why can’t I go?” Luffy asked.

“You have to take care of ChouChou,” Shanks said, as Ace raced after Shanks through the door.

There was a slam. Luffy huffed and laid his head in Zoro’s lap.

“Who’s Makino?” Zoro asked.

“She’s kinda like our mother. She’s really close to Shanks and she’s taught us a bunch of stuff.”

Luffy laughed. “The funny thing is that Shanks and she haven't started dating yet.”

“Well, maybe they're not sure if they're ready for it. It's better to be friends with someone a while before going into that.” Zoro said.

“That's true…” Luffy said. He extended his arm out to pet ChouChou. ChouChou barked, then licked all around Luffy’s hand.

“Hey, that tickles a little bit!” He said, laughing. Zoro smiled at his joyful face and laid his head on the armchair. Until there was a knock. Then murmuring. Luffy got the door and stood up, while the dog barked loudly.

“Hiii, Luffy!” Nami said, cheerfully with Usopp and Chopper behind her.

“Oh hi, Nami. What’s up?”

“Just wanted to check in with you goof-offs. Also..” Nami sat down and looked at the two, while Usopp and Chopper turned on the tv to watch a cartoon. “I wanted to know if you guys would like to come with us to prom? It’ll be really fun.”

“Prom? I’ve heard of that but I never been to it.” Luffy said, curiously. Zoro looked at Nami and nodded.

“We’ll be there.”

“Sweet!” Nami said, happily. “It’s in a month so no rush, but it wouldn’t be as fun without you dorks.” She smiled and turned to Usopp and Chopper. “Hey what are you both up to?”

Luffy looked at Zoro. “Is your dad going to be upset you’re still here?”

“Who knows but that doesn’t really bother me,” Zoro answered. ChouChou jumped into his lap.

“Do you and Ace get along now?” Luffy asked.

Zoro nodded. “Yeah. He’s a little secretive though. I don’t exactly know how he actually is.”

Luffy smiled. “He’s really cool once you get to know him. He always sticks up for me and Sabo. Just gets moods sometimes.”

Nami added. “He’s pretty cute!”

Zoro rolled his eyes. “Of course you say that.”

“Hey! It’s just my opinion.” Nami replied.

“What about Sanji?” Usopp asked Nami.

“Uh, I don’t know.” She said, quietly. That part of the discussion was stopped subtly by Nami. It looked like she was unsure about that part of her relationships, to Zoro. Luffy doesn’t really pay attention to that stuff, so if he asked him, he wouldn’t really have any interesting input about it.

“Chopper, that’s cheating!” Usopp said, furiously mashing his controller.

“Nuh uh, I just know how to play the game.” Chopper replied. “X Triangle X does a huge combo. You just didn’t know!”

Usopp gasped. “Ehhhh!?! Well, thanks for sharing your method!”

They hung out together for an hour or so, until Sabo came back home. He hung up his jacket and looked around.

“Hi guys. Looks like a full party here.” Sabo remarked.

“Hey Sabo!” Luffy said, walking up to him and hugging him tightly. “How was it with Koala?”

“It was great! We went to a restaurant. I think you’ll like to go there someday.” Sabo continued. “It’s a sandwich place and they add all different kinds of meat.”

Luffy’s eyes lit up. “That sounds like heaven.” He said as Sabo laughed. He turned and hugged Zoro gently.

“Hey, Zoro. How’s your day been?”

“Pretty good. Seems like you had fun.”

“Hi Sabo!” Usopp and Chopper said in unison. He greeted them back with the same enthusiasm. Then hugged Nami and smiled.

“Hi, Nami. How have things been?”

“They’ve been ok, I guess.” Nami quietly said. Sabo frowned. Lately, she’s looked like she’s not in the mood.

“Wanna chat outside for a minute? You seem sad.” Sabo replied. Nami nodded and walked outside to their backyard. She sat in one of their benches and crossed her legs. Sabo sat next to her, trying not to bother her as best as he could. Ever since Luffy had been Nami’s friend, Sabo has always been the person she talked to for help. Nami’s past wasn’t so great. Her mother died from gang members and her eldest sister is now taking care of her. She is especially very to herself, so at least one person she could vent to always made her mental health a lot easier to deal with. Since Sabo is her elder and his personality was warm and welcoming, it was very easy to open up to him.

“I think I like Sanji, but he’s not making it easy for me to do that.” Nami murmured.

“Why is that?” Sabo asked.

“He’s always talking about how he loves women so much. That’s ok but he’s just- I don’t know, obsessive. I’m not sure how I will deal with that if I get together with him.”

Sabo put a reassuring hand on Nami’s shoulder and looked her in the eye. “Tell him it bothers you. If you’re not ready to confess those types of feelings, then don’t do it yet. But if you observe his character afterward I’m sure it will lead you to your answer.” Sabo looked up. “But even if he’s not the right one for you, you are such a pretty and amazing girl. You are so strong, too. Never let anyone tell you otherwise.”

Nami hugged him and smiled. “Thank you.” She felt a lot brighter now. It made Sabo feel like he did a good job. “I’m gonna go back now. Are you making anything?”

“Luffy wants Nachos for dinner, so I’ll start prepping that.”

“Oh, alright. Also, tell Ace I left him a present on his desk. I forgot to get him a birthday present last year, so I felt bad.” Nami said, leaving the sliding door open for Sabo to come in.

...

#zolu #fanfic #writing #sanami #sanam #sabo #luffy #zoro #chopper #usopp #ace #shanks #one piece #anime

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komowah-blog · 5 years

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Tied | Borusara Fic~

ahhhh, nights out series will come out soon, tmr or today. just wanted to make this fic. ill use this as a prompt.

Summary: The girls capture Boruto Uzumaki, questioning him to see if he’s perfect for Sarada Uchiha. Sarada doesn’t know about this... Oh boy, how will this end?

Genre: Fluff and a lil of angst.

Rating: T+

Word count: 1,599

Character count:9,101

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Warnings: Language

I don’t do beta-reads so please reply if I made any mistakes!~

It was a new day, Sarada Uchiha, the heir of the Uchiha clan. She was hanging out with the girls; Sumire Kakei, Namida Suzumeno, Wasabi Izuno, and ChouChou Akimichi. They all were close to the Uchiha. And there was also, Boruto Uzumaki’s group. Shikadai Nara, Inojin Yamanaka, Mitsuki, Iwabe Yuino, Denki Kaminarimon. Both of these groups had mostly someone who lead it, and inspired everyone of them. For the boys, it was the Uzumaki. For the girls, it was the Uchiha. They all just had.. like a quirk. Everyone around them just felt almost connected to them, y’know?

“ ‘And then, he grabbed my hand..’ Sumire, what the hell is this?“ ChouChou furrowed her eyebrows to her with a glare.

“N-Nothing! It’s just...Imagine Kagura if he would do that to one of us! He’d glazed to us, with the sun behind us...! And then, lean one of us to a kiss, and then get a good grip, and hug him tig-”

Namida scratched her back and throwed a comment at her,”Sumire... you’re obsessed with him.”

“Kya! I’m n-n-not!” Her face was totally wrong for what she said, it countered her statement physically. Poor Sumire. ChouChou noticed Sarada, she was lost in her own thoughts. She kept on looking at her, and poking at her.

“You keep on saying that Sumire!” Wasabi also joined the argument between those two. Her headband threw a shine before she looked at those two. The conversation kept on going on, and Sarada still no response of her saying to the rest that Sumire is fine. This usually happens, but not today? What’s going on with that little Uchiha? ChouChou couldn’t handle it anymore and kept on glaring at her. Her eyebrows changed into a irritated expression. She DESPISED when Sarada was like this. ChouChou then roared,”Sarada!” Sarada blinked twice and then looked at ChouChou. The others stood quiet, the scream that ChouChou frightened them. Sarada just looked at the sight of a furious Akimichi. And boy, when they were mad, they can one-shot you and destroy millions of buildings. Especially when someone said the f word... (fat)

“Uh...ChouChou? Is there a problem?” her glasses released a shine, one side going to another. It fogged up her glasses by how embarrased she was, releasing a tear of sweat.

“I-Is there a problem?” Sarada was feeling sheepish, and ChouChou the opposite. She was unhinged and upset.

“Bitch, what do you mean if there’s a problem? You’re supposed to tell us, what the hell was that expression you just had?” ChouChou was boiling, she was like a red pepper.

“ChouChou..! Calm down!” Wasabi had the courage to say something.She put her arm around ChouChou’s to signal that she’s overreacting. Sumire and Namida were in shock, they’ve never actually seen ChouChou this mad. They see her swear all the time, but not have an expression or tone of voice.

“How the hell can I calm down when my friends are gloomy?” Namida was to say something, but her mouth closed immediately. Wasabi released her hand, and Sarada was petrified. She then fixed her glasses, and brushed her hair off the sides.

“So? What is it Sarada? Is there something you wanna tell us?” ChouChou leaned in closer, and cracked her knuckles. “Do you wanna pick a fight with her? Friends are supposed to comfort them, right?” a smile from the shadows appeared on a rooftop. ChouChou’s mouth opened, and her expression went into a frown. “No! I’m not trying to do that at all! But friends are supposed to tell them what’s going on right?” ChouChou then furrowed her eybrows,”Wait...Who the hell are you?” She crossed her arms and looked down. Sumire was worrying and shouting all over the place,”Uwawah! What’s going on..?!!!” because now, ChouChou isn’t acting like she’s crazy. “I think you know me, I’m pretty friendly. The name’s Boruto Uzumaki!” He finally walked out of the shadows, with a big smile. “You little motherfucker! You’re the reason Sarada’s acting like this, huh?!” ChouChou started to crack her neck. Sarada felt bad, and gave ChouChou a note, then flashed away.

“Huh?” Boruto was confused, why didn’t she give him a note. He was a bit jealous. “Bratty Sarada, only caring about girls..hmph.” Boruto looked away in disgust.

“The reason why I was spaced out was because my father isn’t coming home for about a year. He says it’s just him protecting us...” ChouChou gasped, and so did the girls. “Some dad she has!” ChouChou was mad again, jesus. but not that mad, because this isn’t her family. So she understood. But she also saw a picture fall off of Sarada when she flashed. Boruto’s eyes widened when she read that. He went closer to the Akimichi, and telling her to see it. She passes it off to him, and he furrowed his eyebrows. ChouChou went closer to the photo and grasped it. It was a photo of team 7. She started laughing, and the rest were confused. Sumire ran off somewhere with Namida and Wasabi when they weren’t looking, so she can calm herself.

“Look, Boruto! It’s a photo of you when you were younger!”, she had an evil grin on. “Huh? Lemme see!” He ran in closer and until ChouChou went even more closer, her hand went in a flash and hit Boruto’s head with some what big hands, not partial expansion jutsu. He collapsed and ChouChou was dragging him on the floor with his jacket. She released an evil laugh when they went to the forest of Konoha. She tied him up with a rope onto the tree. “Sarada would kill for a guy like you, huh?” She was talking to herself at that time. She reached in her pockets and grabbed her phone. She dialed class rep, Namida and Wasabi.

“Time for a mission, girls. It’s called Sarada Uzumaki.”

“Sarada Uzumaki?! Eh? isn’t that Boruto’s last name?! Kyah!”

ChouChou released a sigh,”Yeah, she’ll be an Uzumaki soon.”

“Give us your location!” Namida said with excitement.

“On it.” ChouChou pressed home and texted all of them where she was located.

“I’ll see you there in 2 minutes?” Wasabi informed them, then she hung up.

“Uwah!!! I’ll go there in a sec!”

“Same.”

They all hung up. ChouChou opened a bag of her favorite, chips. The salted ones, just regular. Soon after, Sumire and all of them appeared. Boruto just started to open his eyes.

“So what’s the details?” Wasabi then stretched her arms.

“Interrogate him. Let’s see if he’s perfect for her.”

“What? For who?” Boruto eavesdropped and closed one eye.

“Sarada Uchiha.” They all released giggles and it made them look super scary.

“Oh god..” Boruto released a sigh.

“You know ‘ttebassa, could you at least try to be nice?” he left a grin for them.

“You’re still breathing, that’s me being fucking nice, asshole.” ChouChou then cracked her neck in a threatening way.

“Jeesh. If Sarada hears this, she’d just be in love with me after all, I need to deal with you guys.”

“Shut it, Uzumaki!” the Akimichi was pointing to him.

“I’m sorry...!” Sumire whispered out to him.

Boruto left out a wink. And the rest were signaling that they can hear her...

“So, do you like Sarada Uchiha?” ChouChou sat down infront of him. Brushing her hair aside, in a diva mode.

“Hmm... I dunno. That’s tough. She nags me alot, though.” Boruto was actually cooperating? ChouChou and the rest widened their eyes. “Huh. You’re not that tough to talk. I envy you for that” Wasabi added. “If I had the chance, I would ask her out. Too bad she’s into Kawaki.” Boruto was blushing, and had a tone showing some sorrow. He looked away, and later added,”Just let me go ‘ttebassa..” ChouChou was suprised and giggling. “She’s not into Kawaki! Oh Kaguya, Wasabi is into Kawaki, not her. She actually likes you, but she also gets sad about you. Like when you get hurt, or sometimes when you make fun of her. She’s tough, but she has her weak spots, y’know?” ChouChou closed her eyes, and poked Boruto’s face who was super flustered. “Really? I have a chance?!” Boruto started to dance in the rope, like a little worm. His eyes brightened. “Just like a child... goddamn it Uzumaki.” Sumire, Namida and Wasabi flashed away in a second, just like usual... ChouChou released out a deep, she brought out a kunai and cut the rope. “Just go to her...” “She in her house, she’d be more than happy, Sakura isn’t home, either.”

“Thanks, Chubbs.”

“Uh-huh..whatever..” She was waving bye to him while facing the other way. he flashed away, and she left a smile. “Lady Uzumaki..”

Boruto randomly got flower, he probably stole them from the Yamanaka flower shop. Oh well, he’s friends with the owner, after all. He’ll pay sooner. He hid the flowers behind his back, and rang her doorbell. He could her the footsteps coming from upstairs to downstairs. His eyes brightened. The Uchiha opened the door, suprised that it was Boruto.

“B-Boruto?” She had her glasses off, she was resting. He looked away, and said,”Mrs.Uchiha... will you be my girlfriend?” He had the color of bright red all over his face. Sarada’s eyes widened, she then got embarrassed.. And grabbed his hand to pull him inside. He closed the door with his leg, and placed the flowers on the table. She then pulled him close, smashing their lips together. They were kissing for about 10 minutes, their mouths numb and on the couch now.

“I’m guessing that’s a yes?” Boruto grinned.

Sarada sighed ,”Yeah..”

In the window of all of that, Mitsuki and ChouChou were recording everything.

Thank you all for reading! Sorry if this didn’t have proper development.. It’s kinda late, but oh well!

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95s-moved · 5 years

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bias tag thingie uwu

tagged by @sanrising ty angel i needed to go off abt my bb!!

1. who is your bias: mr im changkyun!!!! my angel my love my chouchou 💖💫💗⭐️

2. what made you notice them: OK SO the first song i heard was hero and i heard his voice and i just! ! ! !!!!!! i love....... deep voices............... oomg like something about his voice was so calming for me but i never really kept listening to them until shine forever and i heard “one and only,,, like a holy” and i was like :o thats the guy!!!!!!! like idek something about his voice was so enticing until finally shoot out era when i actually started stanning mx everytime his parts came on it was like,,, extra asdhgfkl for me idk how to explain it like i just got really excited at his partss and thats when i realised mayhaps i am in LOVE!!

3. what is your favorite thing about them: how do i describe one person in words? no combination of sentences can do him justice like,,,,,, i love . everything about him. first of all his talent. GOD hes so talented i could write an essay for every word hes ever written, hes so amazing. like!! he writes for every song and his words are so beautiful,, and MOHAE???? thats literally my favourite song of all time i really hope he gets to compose more in the future :+( not to mention he is SO kind i can’t get over it. the way he interacts w mbbs at fansigns almost makes me cry because he’s so sweet and u can tell he genuinely cares!! like when that one mbb was crying and he was so gentle nd soft i almost died i swear......... he’s so cute and silly when he talks to them too im so jealous sometimes hehe ^^ and when he’s with the rest of mx! sure he teases them but it’s in that joking way that all friends do!! he is so considerate when it comes to them especially when they’re in america and he helps translate and is patient with them.. goDD i really love him...... and he is SOO hardworking, like in no mercy he was so diligent in what he did even though he came in like halfway through the show and he didn’t get support or encouragement from ANYBODY which is understandable, the others had said goodbye to so many of their friends but he never got discouraged from that. he made a conscious effort to show friendliness to the others, to form bonds so he could prove himself to them. he’s so selfless in so many situations too even when he was voted into the lineup (on no mercy), u could see the guilt on his face on how, instead of considering it as a guaranteed debut, he felt guilty for taking the spot that the others could’ve had. changkyun was thinking of others during a time where most people would only celebrate themselves, and that’s so rare in a person, it’s so nice to see it in him. also hes pretty i really love him

4. who would initiate skinship more: at first kyun bc i’d get freaked out abt being too forward but afterwards it would be me

5. who would hog the blankets more: me!!!!! i get really cold especially at night i kinda wrap myself in a cocoon

6. who would be more clingy: me!!!!!!!!! again i am . babie koala i like hugs and cuddles ^^

7. who would say i love you first: kyun!!, like i said i’m super anxious abt being too forward until after ik its like.... a thing- idk where im going with this sentence u get the point

8. who would be more easily flustered: me!! im so easily flustered literally anytime i get called cute or anything i blush and become a puddle

9. what cuddle position would you two have: literally this entire list is me talking abt how much of a babie i am.. so id be little spoon..... or the one where im facing him so we have a little bit of room to breathe, like cuddling is fun until u feel like ur being strangled..... OH AND ALSO the one like when ur sort-of-sitting and my hand is on his chest and one leg is on top of his ok im melting again uwuwuwuwu

10. which colors remind you of them: depends!! u know how sometimes he’s that dark rapper persona and other times he’s adorable squish?? like that but mostly blue tones so like he’s 83D8D2 but other times he’s more 02202F or sometimes E4EDEE !

11. which season would you like to spend with them: summer!! definitely summer esp bc my family goes to this victorian seaside town during the summer and everything is basically contained on the island i’m hesitant to call it that but TeChNiCaLLy it is so :+/ and it’s really beautiful, especially since were right on the beach and u can walk along there during and after sunset,, theres also one beach called “[redacted] point” where they have “[redacted] diamonds” which are really just rocks that the salt water made transparent but ppl go there all the time to collect them and watch the sunset since you can see p much 360 degrees of ocean around u. also!! theres a bunch of little candy n ice cream shops that are really nice, not to mention that the food there is AMAZING even though its relatively cheap, and its really historic so they have tours of old houses and also ghost tours which i LIVE for theyre so fun.. it just seems like the perfect little town n even tho its not a big city theres a lot to do and its kinda my safe haven so id really love to share it with him :+(

12. who would bake cookies and who would steal the batter: i would steal the batter but at least i’d ALSO bake,, mr changkyun, as much as i love him, is a pest and would just keep taking the batter from me....... what a gremlin, icb i love him

not tagging anyone bc lazy soz

#🍁: tag games

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and-all-the-rest-of-them · 5 years

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Heart-to-Heart || Shasa/Glenn

“Hey, Papa. Do you have a minute?”

Glenn looked up from his writings and saw Shasa standing in the doorway, looking as if she was thinking of something.

“For you, always, darling. Come in. Why are you being so formal?” he asked, waving her in and pushing his work aside. Their daughter had been the most important thing in their life, including any work they might be trying to accomplish.

“I know. It’s just, you know, a busy day since tomorrow’s, well...The big day,” she said, coming into her father’s office with a sheepish shrug. Shasa had to admit that she had never felt like a burden to either of her dads, but she was nervous about what she wanted to talk about.

“The wedding? It is a big day, but you’d be lying to yourself if you thing we don’t already have every single detail planned out and rehearsed. You know how your dad is about get togethers and parties,” he said, looking his daughter over as she took a seat in the chair nearest to him. Was it him or was she anxious about something? “Sweetheart, what is it? Is something wrong?”

The wedding...A day their entire coven had been expecting for years and years already. And it was finally happening. Shasa remembered the times in her life when something like this hadn’t seemed possible, even if both of her dads had always acted friendly with each other even while seeing other people.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt her father’s hands closing around hers and she looked up to see him leaning towards her, looking concerned and a little confused. Shasa had never really been very good with hiding her emotions from her family.

“No, nothing’s wrong. I’ve just been thinking about tomorrow. I’m happy, you know. Especially since both of you are. But I can’t stop thinking about the past and when you were both apart. And...And how we got into that fight....” She trailed off, still feeling a slight pang of guilt in her heart when she remembered how angry she had been at him for leaving her dad.

“Darling, that’s years ago. You were so young and that time was confusing and painful for all of us. You shouldn’t keep thinking about it.” Glenn could see the guilt in her dark eyes and he took a hand away from her’s to cup her cheek gently. He had been hurt by their fight, but she had been lashing out and in pain over her parents splitting up. How could he blame her?

“No, I should. Because I was unfair to you. And I said hurtful things and I behaved like a, like an ungrateful and spiteful child. I wasn’t that young, I was twenty-two and old enough to know better. I just...I just never apologized to you, for any of it. And I know now, I’ve known for a long time, that you thought you were trying to do your best for Dad. You loved him that much, you wanted to give him the life you thought he needed. And you loved me too and wanted me to not have to see you both potentially fall apart if you stayed together,” she said, looking to him and shaking her head when she could see he was about to speak again. “So, so...I just want to say I’m sorry for everything. I love you, Papa. No matter what. And even if you both weren’t getting married or even together any longer, I know you love me and him no matter what.”

Standing up, she took his hand from her cheek and squeezed both of his hands in her’s. Before she could give her father a kiss on the cheek, he had stood up as well and wrapped her into a tight embrace. “I love you, too, Shasa. Fiercely. Nothing could ever change that. Nothing you might say or do. Just remember that, mon chouchou.”

Smiling as she hugged him back, she blinked a few times as she could feel her eyes starting to sting a bit from unshed tears. Sighing at herself, she willed herself to keep her emotions together as she stepped back from her father. “I should probably get back downstairs. I told Ava I would help her in the kitchen. I’ll let you get back to your writing, Papa,” she said, waiting for him to sit back in his chair before giving him a kiss on his cheek. “I’ll see you for dinner,” she added, disappearing from the room and making her way back downstairs.

Glenn sat at his desk for a long moment, just staring at his notebook with a smile on his face. When he had been human, facing his mortal death, unaware of the gift Hammon was about to bestow upon him, Glenn could have never imagined a life like the one he had now. But Glenn knew he would never had asked for his life to be any different.

#glenn #shasa #self para

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pinkhairedlily · 3 years

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Alone With You

For #KakaSaku Month 2021

Week 1, Day 4, Same Age AU

Rating: G

Pairing: Haruno Sakura/Hatake Kakashi

Summary:

Kakashi was the misunderstood pariah, and she was the school’s takane no hana. He comfortably pined for her from afar until prom when all he wanted was – at most – a dance.

Note: Takane no hana is translated as flower on a high peak. It depicts someone as out of anyone’s reach. This AU is loosely inspired from Hibi Chouchou.

Maybe it was the long scar on the left side of his face or the atrocious beauty mark. Maybe it was the menacing way he looked at his classmates or the sarcastic quips he gave in conversations. It couldn’t be his hair – silver, smooth, and the length of a mullet. They should have loved him for that, but instead, they set him a level above eccentric bordering on deviant. Nonetheless, he was their school’s pariah.

And what can a pariah actually do to get close to a takane no hana? Haruno Sakura - pink hair, jade eyes, rosy cheeks, and plump lips. She was a cherry blossom tree growing in the highest mountain, and to get there one has to go through multiple quests and surrender treasured items. He would have set on this journey a long time ago if not for her making it clear that she didn’t intend to date. He remembered her announcing it in the middle of general assembly when a guy confessed to her on stage for the umpteenth time. So that was how it came to be, stealing glances and moments she doesn’t even know of.

He had this hiding spot in the shrubbery and the big camphor tree beside their building. No one bothered to go there because someone got bitten with a snake some years ago so he took advantage of its notoriety. He made it his sleeping abode, his reading nook, or his eavesdropping spot. That was where he also had his first interaction with Sakura.

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She just jumped out of nowhere and into his lap where a book was still open for his consumption. Red flush took over her cheeks, but she stayed where she was, and hands went to his mouth when he attempted to say something.

“I swore I saw her run towards this area.”

“You’re so stingy. Her actions were pretty clear that she didn’t want to hear your confession.” She was visibly annoyed, her brows furrowing and meeting in the middle, but even so, she was a sight to behold. Her hair was done up in a bun, but stray locks escaped during her unintended rendezvous, and they curtained her striking jade eyes and softened the glare on them.

“I don’t even want a yes. I just need a definite no.”

This other voice was mocking. “I don’t want a yes, but you kept on pestering her for weeks.”

“My pride was hurt. Everyone told me I was the most handsome and yet I got rejected? I had to make sure she wasn’t blind.” They heard further shuffling of feet and then several dejected sighs. “Yeah, she’s not here. Maybe I should set my eyes on another school’s muse?”

Kakashi eased down her hands still clamping his mouth shut and peeked at the retreating figures. “They’re gone now. Maybe you should also rethink what provocations this position has.”

Sakura slid down to the ground next to him and pulled her knees closer to her chest. “Thanks.”

“You don’t see me as part of your cult following?” He surveyed his already crumpled book – he was just getting to the good part.

“If you have, you would have kissed me by now.” She wasn’t pulling punches. She was straightforward as a line, and she startled him with a direct, unwavering gaze. “Hatake Kakashi.”

“Congratulations. I’m guessing you noticed my calling card.” He pointed to his scar, almost sure of his assumptions.

But she smiled at him – spring blooming in indian summer. “We ride the same train every day.” Shock must have been apparent on his face since she started to leave, but not without chuckling within his hearing.

After that, he finally noticed her – a pink blob in the morning crowd. Sometimes, she was far away from his seat, but more often than not, she was just on the opposite side. Earphones in, hair undone, and in joggers instead of skirts. The first time he saw her disguise, if she could even call it like that, he laughed out loud. The people around him shifted nervously, but it was her reaction that amused him. Her eyes widened, questioning him a few feet away what the hell did he see. Every time they reach their school’s station, however, he lost her, and he knew better than to loiter. She was the takane no hana.

Across the school terms, he made sure to keep her within his sights and out of the prying hands and attention of boomers and men with no self-respect. He intervened only when she would signal, but truthfully, he didn’t need those. He just needed to see her eyes. His attention during his morning train rides shifted from the books in his bag to the pink-haired girl bopping her head to music.

In the middle of winter finals, she sat beside him and shared her other earphone.

Isn’t it odd the way we try to tell ourselves we got limits?

You’re beautiful, but you just don’t see it sometimes

And I don’t know why, you’re the shape of my days

Oh, you’re my holy place

And I know everything’s good, everything’s just as it should be

When you’re alone with me

Everything’s good, everything’s just as it should be

When you’re alone with me

When I fall, I’m fine

All I wanted was your time

Everything’s good, everything’s just as it should be

When you’re alone, alone with me

“Hmm. You should stop doing this.” Kakashi took off the earphone and gave it back to her. A glimpse of disappointment flashed across her face. “Because I might just fall in love with you.”

He proceeded to move away from her and into the end of the compartment. He still got her in his periphery, and it didn’t escape his notice that she smiled, the red flush creeping into her cheeks, the winter cold serving as a good excuse. He hoped then and there if he could bet everything on that one expression.

She didn’t have her earphones on when they met again for the next school year, but she made sure to be within his proximity, the distance closing in every train ride – two seats apart, an arm’s length, and finally shoulder to shoulder.

“I wonder why I don’t see you in my afternoon train rides.” She also stopped wearing joggers.

“I work part time after class.”

“Is that why you try to catch some reading while traveling?” Her eyes pointed to the opened book on his lap, the passage swirling in his thoughts, and he read instead the many phrases in her eyes.

“You’re oddly distracting,” he murmured and shoved the book bag into his bag.

“Well, sorry. It’s because you’re not talking to me in school.” In all honesty, he heard the pout in her voice, and his heart only further melted into a pool of adoration. “I need some book recommendations though, and I’d appreciate it if you would pick them with me in the library.”

My God, she has become braver. Kakashi looked at her and saw the pointed lip and furrowed brows. “Are you serious?”

“Classics because I need more than a Romeo and Juliet.”

In the afternoon, they met in the library in between dusty shelves and long forgotten volumes of books. He gave her the usual – Pride and Prejudice, Tale of Two Cities, Wuthering Heights, Scarlet Letter, Little Women, and his favorite and definitely not a classic yet �� The Buried Giant by Kazuo Ishiguro. Having done what he was asked to do, he took his leave, quietly and quickly, not wanting to associate with her in this open space.

The next few weeks she immersed herself in those books and did not enjoin him in conversation. When she finally did, he was caught offguard.

“Does that have a violent history?”

He gestured to his scar and she confirmed it with a short nod. “It was from a cat.” She laughed out loud when he gave that answer, earning weird looks from other passengers. “Aren’t you gonna ask me if that’s true?”

She was still reeling from his reply and gave herself a few seconds to calm down. “No. it’s very typical of you.”

“Huh?”

“I bet you just carried it and hugged it like you would a dog.”

“That’s why I’m a dog person now.”

“What’s its name?”

“Pakkun.”

Again, she laughed, unrestrained melody intertwining with the noise of the crowd, the screech of the rails, and the whistles of the train.

When summer came, she cut her hair short, but that only made her more beautiful. It emphasized her jawline and brought more focus to her eyes. But his hair was long, almost a mullet, and some strands were disrupting his vision. It didn’t help at all in this heat, but he’d rather maintain that odd reputation of his. She quietly tapped his shoulder and gestured for him to turn around. He did so within the limited space they were allowed, and she tied his hair up for him.

Before he could glance back and thank you, the train suddenly stopped, and she was pushed forward and against his back. He hoped several times now and yet he hesitated. What more certainty was he asking for when he could literally hear her heartbeat. For a moment, he imagined her arms enclose around his waist and pull him in, safe in the wall of the crowd, alone with each other’s feelings. But it was nothing more than a brief respite from a faraway dream.

Last year of high school, and he has yet to resolve his feelings, let alone confess. When prom season dawned, he wished he didn’t have to go to school. There wasn’t a day that she wasn’t being confessed to or invited to be someone’s date, but Sakura stood her ground and rejected all offers. That made his chances dwindle down to zero as well. After all, what did a takane no hana have to do with a school pariah?

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“Kakashi.”

He looked up from his book and saw her nervously twirling her fingers. “Sakura.”

“Are you going to prom?” she asked, her voice ladened with faint insecurity.

“Not my vibe,” he replied. He turned to another page, and another, and he finally finished it. Yet she still hasn’t reacted. “So do you have a partner yet?”

She smiled at him. “I guess I’m going solo.”

“Your suitors not up to your standards?”

She shook her head and scrolled through her phone. She opened a picture of her trying out her prom dress and showed it to Kakashi. “Too bad I really wanted to dress up.”

She embodied a princess with an agenda, the front almost a heart-shaped bralette with butterfly sleeves and the back with a low cut, ending just above her waist. The bottom was a mermaid’s tail with colors blending in shades of green. Dear God, please have mercy on me. “Have fun, Sakura.”

He should have just kept his mouth shut because when the prom day itself came around, he decided to go for it, especially after seeing the downcast look on her face when he told her to go have fun.

Indeed, she went alone, with a dignity like a takane no hana only has. She was distant even to her friends, and she put on an air of defense that drew everyone away from her sphere. He wondered what expression she’d wear if he closed in that gap.

And then, he heard the whispers, the gasps, and the not-so-subtle pointing fingers.

No use in hiding now. Kakashi stepped out from the back, donned in white, his silver hair tied like how she did it, and walked towards the still unsuspecting Sakura.

His steps fell in tune with the opening song – the one that made him bet everything on that tiniest possibility. At most, for tonight, he only wanted a dance.

“Is he serious?”

“That’s Hatake Kakashi, right? He’s that handsome?”

“Wait, I don’t want to see this. He’s gonna ask Sakura for a dance.”

“The secondhand embarrassment is real.”

All I want is your time. “Sakura.”

Her breath audibly hitched in her throat when she heard his voice. She turned to him with an intensity that almost made her fall, but he caught her in time in his arms. “I was just about to ask you for a dance. This saves me time, I guess.”

“About time, you slowpoke.”

Kakashi smiled at her and led her to the center of the ballroom, his feet and arms guiding her in the dance, amid the gasps of onlookers, and the conversations that spread like wildfire. But with every step, he pulled her closer to him, slowly muting the noise with the sound of her heels, the rush of her train, and his own loud heartbeat. “I wonder if this is all right.”

She closed whatever gap was between them and laid her head across his chest, her nose on his collarbone, and almost, almost, he could feel her lips on his skin. “What’s all right?”

“You, takane no hana and all. Me, pariah and all.”

“I made a plan in my head – that the next time I see you, I’m gonna confess.”

Kakashi chuckled nervously, almost choking on his own saliva. “There was a minute possibility of the off chance that you liked me.”

“Because I do. I really do. And you didn’t make it any easier. Avoiding me, only talking to me in the train? I shared my favorite song with you, for goodness’ sake. I don’t care about takane no hana. I don’t do half-hearted feelings, and I’ve been trying my best to meet you halfway.”

He brought her closer, not anymore dancing, but hugging in the middle of the room, unaware of anyone. “I mustered whatever courage I have to stand beside you today in this crowd. I’m sorry it took this long.”

Sakura briefly loosened from his embrace, and in the midst of those dim lights, and cacophony of shoes, glasses, shutter clicks, champagne pops, and gowns, she recited a quote off his favorite book. “It would be the saddest thing to me. To walk separately from you, when the ground will let us go as we always did.”

“That would make for good marriage vows.”

“That….escalated a lot more quickly than I expected.”

“Come here.” He pulled her in back to his embrace, and they danced with such abandoned happiness – so evident that the strangers backed off, and everyone started to accept as such.

And when the confetti fell and the dim strobe lights turned off momentarily to give way to the bright light, Kakashi searched for her lips and found them waiting just below his chin.

“I was aiming for the beauty mark.”

“You’ll get more chances later.”

#kakasaku month 2021 #kakasaku month #kakasaku #kakashi hatake #haruno sakura #kakashi #sakura #naruto fanfic #kakasaku fanfiction #pseudolily

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