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ponderingmoonlight · 5 months

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what if you were a sorcerer who was dating nanami and when you came back from some mission abroad you got to meet itadori and watch nanami be all dad-like (and itadori obviously loves you)

I LOVED this idea and I thank you in the name of everyone reading this fic for suggesting it before what happened last episode 😭 Please let me know what you think!

Nanami's girlfriend watching Nanami being in full dad mode with Yuji

Pairing: Nanami x girlfriend!reader

Word Count: 1,6k

Synopsis: After finally coming back home from a mission far away, all you want to do is seeing your precious boyfriend Kento again. But instead of a afternoon of cuddling him, you get to see him act like a real dad towards a new student.

Warnings: Really none, mild language here and there, Nanami being the best dad ever, this is the comfort we all need

It’s been a hell of a month. A month of desperately fighting against countless curses, a month away from the love of your life. At first it was like a punch in your face, realizing that you won’t be able to see Kento within the next weeks. And even though you texted every free minute and he called you every night, you missed him more than anything. But now, you’re finally on your way back. Back into your normal life, back into the open arms of your boyfriend.

Your feet carry you down the path to Jujutsu High on their own, remembered with every fiber of your being. Despite all the horrible things you had to endure, being a jujutsu sorcerer feels like your unshakable fate. Even better that Kento is right by your side every step of the way.

“(y/n), is that you? Haven’t see ya for ages! Heard you did really well at…wherever you were”, Gojo shouts from afar.

Your heart jumps up and down in joy, turning around and waving at him frantically. Oh, you never thought you’d miss seeing his stupid grin every morning this much.

“I’m just glad it’s over. Hey, did you see Kento? I’m searching for him”, you reply.

Please, let him be at Jujutsu High. When he called you yesterday, he wasn’t sure whenever he’ll have to leave for a mission today or not. Maybe he’s still here, maybe you’ll be able to help him out. Fighting by his side definitely sounds better than waiting another second to see him, even though all you want to do right now is lay down and sleep for 15 hours straight.

“Oh, he’s in the main building, talking with a new student. You should pay them a visit, I’m sure Yuji will love you.”

Yuji, huh? You haven’t heard his name before. To be honest, the only new student you know of his Megumi Fushiguro. Were you really gone that long? You sign to yourself before shaking your head, a smile forming itself on your lips.

Other than your boyfriend, you love to greet the new students with all your heart. After all, they are your future, the ones who will look after everything when you are gone. It’s your responsibility as well to make them feel welcomed, right?

“In the classroom?”

“Yup. I have to leave now, send my best wishes to precious Nanami!”

You giggle to yourself with a wide smile, moving towards the main building of Jujutsu High, Gojo’s dumb grin still present in your mind. Despite the fact that Kento tells you over and over how annoying that white-haired man is, you know that he still likes him deep down.

Deep deep down.

“Kento?”, you gently question into the biggest classroom in the building, eyes peaking through the door ever so slightly.

Your heart jumps in confusion. Huh, he’s not there. But Gojo sounded so sure of his words. Also, he just came back from the main building, so he knew for sure…

“Where the hell are you”, you mutter to yourself, roaming around the different rooms like a lost puppy.

Until suddenly, your ears perk up.

“Nanami-sensei, I’m looking forward working with you!” a young male voice announces with so much passion that you just have to draw closer.

Wait, did that boy just call your boyfriend Nanami-sensei?

“I’m not a teacher here, don’t call me sensei.”

You giggle to yourself at the annoyed tone in Kento’s voice. Oh, you just know that this touched his heart, without any doubt. Even if he’d never admit it.

“Sorry, it’s just that I think I can learn a lot from you. Gojo-sensei told me about your abilities and I want to be as good as you someday!”

Your heart melts in an instant against the wall, a gently smile plastered on your face. What a sweet boy. Is he the one Gojo talked about earlier, the new student who just arrived named Yuji?

“I’m just here to do my work, Itadori”, your boyfriend remarks dryly.

You bet he crossed his arms in front of his chest, his tall figure lingering over the boy as if he wouldn’t care about his words at all. But you know him better than that. You know he’ll tell you about all the things this student said just before drifting off to sleep that night. Your fingertips begin to tickle, body aching to move closer to the door, to enter it, to finally see your boyfriend again. It’s been so long since you last saw him him, months without sinking into his opened arms.

Fuck it.

“Kento”, you breathe out, body stumbling through the door when you finally catch a glimpse of him.

Oh, he looks just as good as you imagined. Hair neatly trimmed as usual, broad chest covered by his dark blue shirt with his sleeved rolled up ever so slightly and his strong arms crossed.

The eyes of the boy in front of him widen, a bright grin forming on his lips when catching a glimpse of you.

“You must be the new student. Welcome at Jujutsu High! My name is (y/n) and I am a grade 1 sorcerer and this man’s girlfriend. If you have any questions don’t hesitate to call me”, you interduce yourself warmly along with giving him a soft clap on his shoulder.

“You are Nanami-sensei’s girlfriend?”, he repeats without thinking twice.

“Don’t call me that”, Kento grumbles.

“It’s so nice to finally see you again, sweetheart. I missed you”, he continues, placing his hand around your waist in a way that makes you see stars.

Your heart skips a beat, body falling against his in an instant. If he only knew how much you missed him too, how much it touches you to finally be able to lean against his shoulder again. But you will have to put your longing feelings aside until the evening. After all, Kento still has work to do as it seems.

“It’s an honour to meet you, (y/n)-sensei! I hope to work with you someday.”

“Oh, you definitely will”, you giggle at the sweet boy with pink hair in front of you.

“I’ll leave now for my mission.”

“Wait”, Nanami interrupts immediately.

You look up at your boyfriend in surprise. Why is his jaw suddenly so tight?

“There is no way I will let you go there alone.”

“But Nanami-sensei-”

“Don’t call me that. As far as I know, this might be a grade 1 curse. I won’t let you go on your own.”

Oh god, he’s worried. Despite he tries to hide it so miserably, it’s written on his slightly scrunched up face.

You desperately try to hide the grin that starts creeping up your facial features from your boyfriend, covering your cheeky mouth with your hand. It was rare for you to actually see him around his students. And while you know very well how much he cares for him, you never thought he’d sound like a full-on dad while talking to them.

“So you’ll come with me?”

The eyes from the boy in front of you light up immediately, jumping up and down in joy while your boyfriend signs next to you.

“Come on, show a little mercy”, you mutter into his ear amused.

“Get going, Itadori-kun. I don’t want to be late for dinner.”

“Of course, Nanami-sensei. Oh, it was really nice to meet you, (y/n)-sensei, I really hope I’ll see you again someday.”

“Come on or we’ll be late”, your boyfriend protests.

-later that evening-

“How are you doing, love? Does it still hurt?”

Gently, you rub the ointment on the minor wound that is left on his right side, eyes locked with his gorgeous ones.

“Don’t worry, I’m alright. It’s Itadori-kun I’m worried about.”

“You seem to really care about this boy”, you comment softly, hands busy with bandaging him up.

“Not in the way you suggest”, he immediately replies, serious eyes locking with yours.

Pictures of your first encounter with Yuji flood your mind, how your boyfriend spoke to him and refused to let him go on his own. And even now, he seems to have this boy on his precious mind.

“You kinda act like a dad though.”

His eyes widen in horror, hand grabbing your shoulder faster than you’re able to react.

“That’s not true.”

“I doubt it”, you challenge him with a bright smile, bursting out in uncontrollable giggling.

With a swift motion he places himself on top of you, staring down at you in all seriousness with a minor spark of humour glimmering in his eyes while you can’t catch your breath from all the laughter.

“I’m not acting like a dad.”

“Oh, you totally do”, you press out, the sheer weight of his immense body on top of yours making it hard to breathe along with snickering your heart out.

“I just don’t want him to get hurt. He’s still in his first year and new at Jujutsu High. Also, I’m not fully convinced that Gojo takes good care of him”, Nanami explains briefly.

“Well, that’s exactly what good dads do.”

“(y/n)”, he warns you.

He wraps his arms around you so tightly that you aren’t even able to see his face anymore, dying of laughter against his chest while making a few miserable attempts to free yourself out of his grip. God, how much you love that man. How much you love the way he cares about others while not admitting to himself, how he looks after people before thinking even about himself. Kento Nanami has a heart made out of pure gold that he shows far too rare.

“But do you…do you really think I’d be a good dad?”

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anangelwhodidntfall · 11 months

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Part Of Your World: Prince Eric

The Little Mermaid Masterlist

word count: 1.2k

description: You and Eric are childhood sweethearts who share a love for the ocean and the unknown.

The queen had always disliked you even as a child, all because of who you're parents were, since your dad was a pirate and your mom was a high lady turned pirate and you were very much like the both of them but that didn't matter to you or Eric.

You and Eric had grown up together, the love of the ocean and the unknown drawing you two together, you two were always together and you may or may not have had a crush on him as you grew older. When you reached the age your dad let you come on some of his voyages and sometimes Eric joined you but more often than not the queen tried to keep ashore or provide him his own boat away from you and your father.

It had been a few months since you last saw him, and you were excited to return to shore and see him and you hoped that maybe this time something would happen between you two.

"Ready to see your little boy toy?" Your dad asked with a teasing tone.

"Daaadddd." You said with a groan.

"What I see is the way you both look at each other. It reminds me of me and your mother when we were your age." He said making you smile.

"Really?" You asked him as thunder cracked.

"Yes. Take a chance on him, don't worry about his mom, he would be lucky to have someone like you as his queen." He said squeezing your hand.

A few hours later the small storm had turned into a much more serve storm making it difficult for the boat to navigate. Soon enough the boat overturned due to the winds, and you swam up to the surface level searching around for the crew.

"Dad!" You called out.

"I'm right here angel." He said as he hugged you.

You two swam around trying to get out of the storm, since you were a much better swimmer than your dad, you could navigate the waters easier. You turned around and noticed that your dad was no longer with you, making your panic.

"Dad! Dad!" You called swimming around looking for him.

The last thing you remember was reaching the shoreline before everything went black.

When you woke up, you slowly sat up looking around realizing that you were in a room and no longer on the shore. You stood up and walked over to the window and saw that you were in the castle, making you wonder how you got here.

"Oh thank god, you're awake." Eric said walking into the room making you turn and see him.

You walked over to where he was and hugged him, glad to see a familiar face, the only one person who you truly cared about in this world. You two stood there silently hugging grateful that you were here.

"Eric, how did I get here?" You asked him.

"I was gonna ask the same thing. I was walking Max and he was the one who found you unconscious on the shore. I brought you back here immediately." He said as everything started to make sense.

"Y/n what happened?" He asked concerned as you two took a seat on the bed.

"There was a really bad storm, the boat got overturned and I remember being with my father one minute but then the next he was gone. I kept searching for him but I couldn't find him, I barely remember making it to shore." You said sadly.

"We can search party and start checking around for your dad, I promise you, that we will find him." He said squeezing your hand as Max jumped on the bed.

"Max buddy!" You said hugging him as he kissed your face making Eric smile.

"You are more than welcome to stay here while you heal and we search for your dad." Eric said making you look at him.

"Eric what about your mom? You know she doesn't like me." You said looking at him.

"As mother and queen, she should never want a child out on the streets. I'm sure she will be upset about it at first, I'll leave you to rest before dinner." He said standing up and leaving.

"See y/n, this why I don't like my Eric going out on those ships. The sea gods aren't our friends." The queen said as you and Eric shared a look.

"One bad storm isn't a reason to stop exploring. And as for the sea gods, they may not be your friends but they are certainly mine." You said making Eric smile as you continued eating.

Over the next few days, you and Eric spent some much time together which was a great distraction for you. It made you realize just how much you truly did love Eric and how you wished that he saw you that way. The following morning, after breakfast, you ran into Grimsby.

"Anything Grimsby?" You asked him.

"I'm afraid not Miss y/n. But we will keep searching." He said giving you a small smile.

"Thank you, Grimsby." You said sadly before leaving and heading down to the beach with Max hot on your trails.

You had been sitting by the shore scratching Max's back as he rested in your lap, wondering if your father was still out there somewhere or if he was lost at sea forever. Eric who hadn't been able to find you or Max all afternoon finally sees you guys sitting down on the shore making his heartbreak that you had to go through the same thing he did.

"I remember us always coming out here to see if we could see your dad." He said making you smile as you leaned into him.

"That was the best, or when we would try and guess the stories of the ships that were passing through or coming in." You said with a smile.

"You know even if on the off chance we don't find him, you will always have a place here with me." He said lacing a hand with yours.

"Eric, what are you saying?" You asked looking at him in shock.

"Y/n, I have always been in love with you. I hated whenever you would leave and would go for months at a time, I would anxiously wait for your letters or for you to come back. I always hated when my mother would try to set me up on dates because all I could focus on was you and search for you in them. Your love for history and the water is one of the main things, that drew to me not to mention your beauty. I understand if I am..." He said as you pressed a kiss to his lips.

"I have always loved you, Eric." You said smiling at him as you two pulled apart.

"I think that they make a rather lovely couple, don't you think your majesty?" Grimsby asked the Queen as they watched the young couple on the shore.

"I'm afraid you are right Grimsby. I have been a bit harsh to her over the years, haven't I?" The Queen asked.

"Just a little. I think an apology would be a good start to mending the relationship but for now, let's leave them be." Grimsby said as the Queen agreed.

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mollysolo · 1 year

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heyyyy:) could you pls do xavier with fem reader on her birthday? thank u!!!

I Couldn’t Be More In Love

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe X fem!reader

Summary: You spend your birthday with your boyfriend, Xavier.

Warnings: None :))

Word Count: 674

a/n: i hope you like this!

The morning of your birthday before you had even woken up, Xavier snuck into your dorm so that he could be the one to wake you up on your birthday, instead of your alarm.

Once entering your dorm, he slowly walked up to your bed and silently admired how peaceful you looked while you slept. He then sat down next to you on your bed, making sure to not wake you up quite yet.

His hand then came up to hold your face, his thumb stroking your cheek, “(y/n).” he softly repeated several times until he saw your eyelids flutter open, his hand now resting in his lap.

“Happy birthday, pretty girl.” he said to you with a smile, still speaking softly to let you come out of sleep at your own pace.

“Thank you.” you mumbled while you started to sit up in your bed and wrapped your arms around your legs.

He smiled at you again, admiring how beautiful you always looked, even when he had woken you up earlier than normal to spend time with you before the day began.

He then revealed to you the things he had been hiding in his lap with the help of his large hands. From what you could tell by the way the three gifts were wrapped, he had drawn a few things for your birthday. Which made you smile as you absolutely adored it whenever he showed you his art.

You took them from his hands and looked into his eyes, waiting for his approval before you started opening the first one, “Go ahead.” he told you with a light chuckle as he tipped his head towards you.

You then softly tore the wrapping paper off of the first drawing, not wanting to accidentally damage it. This drawing though, made you smile right away. It was the view Xavier got of your side profile when he sat next to you in Ms. Thornhills class, your eyebrows furrowed as you worked on whatever she had assigned that day.

The second drawing was a quote from your favorite book written in beautiful cursive with a very detailed drawing of the character who said it below the quote.

The third drawing was of the two of you. Xavier was leaning back against the chair he was in, his arm around your shoulders, you were sitting next to him with your head resting on his shoulder and your eyes closed. It looked exactly like the photo Ajax had taken that day and you were more than happy to have a physical version of your favorite photo of the two of you.

You stared at the last drawing for a few moments, processing it all, then you looked back up at Xavier. There was an anxious look on his face, clearly worried that you wouldn’t like what he had drawn for you.

But if you were being honest, you could never dislike any drawing or painting Xavier made. You had always been in awe of his talent, even before you two started dating.

“I love them and I love you.” you quickly said with a look of sincerity in your eyes before you set them down and got on your knees so that you could hug Xavier.

He smiled at your reaction, the anxious feeling from just moments ago completely leaving him.

“I love you.” he replied, trying to ignore the way you made his heart flutter in his chest.

And while you were still in his arms you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, causing them to start blushing. He then placed his hands onto your lower back and pulled you into his lap so that he could properly hold you.

You rested your head on his shoulder like you had done months ago in that photo, “Best birthday ever.” you murmured, making Xavier softly chuckle at you.

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head then spoke again, “Good, I’m glad.” he said, mentally planing on holding you until you both had to get ready.

a/n: i keep forgetting to mention this but for the purpose of the fics i write for xavier, let’s pretend that Ms. Thornhills ‘no boys allowed’ rule doesn’t exist lol

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star2fishmeg · 7 months

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Hi, how are you? How is your day? I hope you are having a good day.I read “Overseas” and I was wondering if you could do that for SWORD leaders and mighty warriors. If you have the time.

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Pairing: SWORD leaders x gn!reader (separate), Ice x gn!reader

Summary: SWORD leaders and having a foreign s/o they kept secret until they didn’t

Warnings: swearing

Authors note: Thank you for requesting! I’m glad you enjoyed ‘Overseas’!! I only included Ice for Mighty Warriors as he is the leader, I hope this is okay! This is my first time writing for him and Hyuga too, apologies for any ooc. In future I plan to include MW once I’ve grasped their characters more!

Request: above!

ʜɪɴᴏ 'ᴄᴏʙʀᴀ' ᴊᴜɴᴘᴇɪ

Most of this man’s life is a mystery, Yamato and Nobaru probably got a board of red strings and photos for him

How he met his s/o is a secret he’ll never tell, but knowing him, it was probably after a fight, probably casually grabbing a drink with dried blood painting his nose and upper lip

s/o likely cleaned him up on the spot, and he didn’t shoo them away bc a) he has manners believe it or not and b) he thought they were cute and why the hell would he say no?

He did smile though! Barely but from up close it was clear as day

From then on, he met up with them until they left, but s/o flies over to visit him whenever they can and the rendezvous continue

This guy is a texter, a rare caller. He’s texting them whenever he can, which is suspicious to the others bc he never answers their texts that quick

One time Yamato was in deep shit and Cobra aired him, but the moment they text? Mans like lightning

He leaked his s/o by pure accident and with the help of his friends snooping. His s/o sent him a package once a month of goodies from their country, with a letter and photos included and Sannoh just happened to get their hands on this before he did

Eyeing up the box, Yamato, Dan and Tettsu sheepishly gave each other looks. It wasn’t usual for Cobra to receive any sort of mail, let alone turn up at the diner. But the way the box was coated in cute stickers and little drawings of snakes piqued dire interest among the others. Their cold, mysterious leader, having an admirer?

“Think we should open it?” Tettsu asked, gently shaking the box to hear the rustling coming from inside.

“You’re fucking stupid, are you asking for a death wish?” Yamato hissed, snatching it off him and gently placing back on the back table where the man in question usually sat, “This is Cobra’s business, and we should stay out of it.”

“Or we can watch from afar, he’s here, act natural.” Dan grinned, him and Tettsu scurrying to the table in the centre of the diner, under the bottle chandelier and giggling like schoolgirls. Yamato rolled his eyes and sat at the bar. Cobra strolled in, eyes darting to the box in an almost panicked state. The boys pretended to not notice, but Cobra noticed Yamato taking a not-so-subtle glance his way as he ran his key through the tape.

Opening the cardboard shyly, he was met with a letter addressed to him, his real name, not his alias. Dan, Tettsu and Yamato snuck up behind him, looming over his shoulders for a peak. At that point his secret was out, Junpei gave up on trying to hide it as he rummaged through the tissue paper for the contents of the gift. Photos of s/o’s day trips and travels, one of those amusingly shitty tourist keyrings you find in the cities, handmade items they’d passionately told him about, a polaroid of the two of them they’d taken on their last visit to Japan and more. His favourite this time was the small Cobra figurine, with a note attached saying ‘punched a man for this like you taught me <3’. A smile graced his lips upon reading the letter, the other bewildered, practically hearing Cobra’s heart thump in his chest.

“Damn, not even we get Junpei privileges.” Yamato whistled; eyebrows raised in shock.

“And you never will.” Junpei scoffed, placing all the items back in the box and taking off.

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Definitely met his s/o in his club

They were at the bar, probably fending off some creep when he came over, getting the guy removed and permanently banned

Rocky introduced himself and apologised and their story continued from there

Gives the vibes that s/o just moved to Japan and was getting to know the area when they found Club Heaven

Teaches Rocky new one-liners in their native language for sure, also telling him about their country in general and all the culture shocks

And he listens to all of it happily, fully intrigued with the way they carry themselves and speak

Oh this man always lends them his coats, and they playfully wear his glasses bc it makes him smile every single time. He finds when they impersonate him the cutest

White Rascals actually had no idea about them until they burst through the doors one evening, panicking about being late to open the club

“So uh…this a thing now or a new member? Companion?” Koo asked for the group, giving y/n a hesitant look. Rocky only pulled them into his lap, coat still wrapped around their shoulders.

“S’my angel. She’s gonna be stickin’ around now.” He threw their legs over his lap, thumb rubbing their thigh. Koo and the others only nodded, focusing on opening the club and worrying about asking the details later.

Despite running late, the club still held its lively state with flashing lights, crisp sound blaring through the speakers, bar busy, dancefloor packed and Rascals serving the people when needed. At the top of the balcony, the VIP area, Rocky leant back on the red sofa, cigar smoke floating from his lips as his s/o melted into his side, legs over his knee and hand on his chest. Kizzy and Kaito side-eyed each other, still unsure of how the situation came to be and where this person came from to start with. Sure, they’d seen them at the bar, how could they not? But what were their intentions with their leader? They agreed, silently, with a nod to each other that Koo would be the one to ask since he’d already opened that can of worms.

ᴍᴜʀᴀʏᴀᴍᴀ ʏᴏsʜɪᴋɪ

OH BOY this interaction did not go smoothly

In fact, Yoshiki most likely either made the most awkward meeting or the most embarrassing one

He’s still cute tho, and his s/o thought so from the start

His shower packed up and the plumber wouldn’t come until the morning, but he really stank and so what does this kid do?

Go next door to his new and incredibly gorgeous neighbour who just moved from overseas

Man is fumbling when they let him in, he can’t believe he’s folding so fast

And somehow, in broken English (because it’s the only other language he knows from middle school), this awkward encounter gets him their digits

And dates, and a label. And amongst all this time passing, not once did he remember to tell his friends at Oya

His stomach dropped at the knocking on his door, eyes frantically looking for Seki and Furuya’s. Both men, looking back at him like deer in headlights, motioning him to answer. Murayama stood up nodding, making his way to the front door, mind screaming at him for forgetting to say something sooner, they were going to freak out like usual.

Opening the door slowly, he peered back before looking at y/n’s bright smile.

“Hey ‘Shiki! You busy?” they chirped, Seki and Furuya’s heads snapping around towards the entrance way.

“Uh, yeah. My friends are over right now, but I’m free tonight.” Was all he could muster up with such a dry throat. Saying goodbye he closed the door again, shaking his head as he took his walk of doom back to the living room and flopping back onto the couch. The silence killed him, so he kept his head thrown back and eyes closed, counting down from five. Four. Three. Two. One.

Furuya and Seki yelled, confusion and banterous hurt in their tones.

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Pure accidental meeting but he was so sweet

s/o probably took a wrong turn and ended up lost in Nameless City, devastated by what they were seeing

Until they bumped into Smokey, expressing their sympathy as well as the situation

Smokey did help them tho, showing them the way to where they were actually intending to go but s/o claimed they’d remember the route to see him again

They sent letters back and forth since that day, and s/o would fly over to help out the people when they could

Definitely wanted to tell Rude Boys but was hesitant about their reaction and never got around to it

Until s/o visits the base asking for Smokey and the boys stand there, guard up asking why someone looking so out of place wants their Smokey

Drawing back one of the ragged fabrics used as a curtain, y/n poked their head through first before shuffling into the base completely. They kept their footsteps quiet, not wanting to disturb the boys who were gathered in the middle. Yet Smokey was nowhere to be seen. Nerves bundled in their stomach, they’d never properly met the boys before, only seen them on patrol.

“Excuse me,” they called, all their heads snapping around to face them, “Christ- is Smokey around?”

Takeshi stood up and approached her slowly, the rest watching ready for any kind or cue, “He’s not here right now, can I help you though?” Their shoulders relaxed, letting out a breath as they gave him a small smile. Takeshi lowered his guard in return, glancing behind him for the others to do the same.

“Ah, I’m y/n, Smokey told me to come visit him here. That’s all he said.”

“Sounds like Smokey, vague but to the point.” Takeshi chuckled. As if on cue, Smokey’s figure trudged in, a smile gracing his lips upon seeing y/n. He pulled them into his side and placed a kiss to their head, watching the boys’ faces scrunch up or eyebrows raise.

“Boys, meet y/n, my s/o. Y/n, mee the Rude Boys.” Was all he mumbled out before slipping his hand into y/n’s and leading her to their meeting circle.

P scratched his neck, “Okay, why didn’t you say anything before, Smokey?”

“Forgot.”

ʜʏᴜɢᴀ ɴᴏʀɪʜɪsᴀ

This man fully lost to them in Poker at a Daruma festival

But was he mad about it? Not really, he was more impressed at their wits over anything else. No one dared gamble against Hyuga

So when s/o placed their winning cards down, smirking at his face, mans had to know them better

Probably made them his companion for the night, asking them if they’d come back to see him and of course they said yes

They kept this little thing between them for a while actually, until Hyuga wanted them around often, feeling a lack of excitement without them

And that’s how his s/o met Daruma properly: beating them at Poker

“Hyuga, I dunno where you found this person, but this is just embarrassing for Daruma.” Ukyo groaned, accepting his defeat and dropping his cards.

“You guys are just really bad at this, I thought you had experience?” y/n mocked, watching another member stare at their cards intensely. Hyuga’s arm remained wrapped around y/n’s waist, firmly keeping them on his lap while they played.

“No, you’re cheating!” Sakyo hissed, pointing a finger at them. Y/n shrugged, taking their turn and hearing another guy wail.

“Bold statement to make about Norihisa’s s/o, don’t you think?”

“You’re a monster!” Sakyo watched another Daruma lackey lose, y/n taking the chips for themselves.

ɪᴄᴇ

This guy is a festival attendee and a chronic one at that

So, he met his s/o at one of those when chasing them around the world

Gives me the vibes that his personality with music and destroying SWORD are complete opposites so when s/o bumped into him in the crowd, he happily vibed with them

Ended up eating together and finding out they were also festival chasing and decided that they’d attend as many as they could together, talking in between until eventually calling themselves a couple

Ice didn’t tell y/n about Might Warriors until later, he wanted to surprise them with a club they could properly find refuge in

He also didn’t tell MW about s/o, bc it never came up mainly

Ice I’ll come find you y/n How will you do that? Ice Baby I can spot you in any crowd

With strobe lights flashing, bodies dancing in all directions and music so loud the floor vibrated, y/n’s head was in no other place but bliss. Ice’s pride and joy surged through their veins as they relished in his dream.

Their thoughts were pulled back to earth as the familiar sound of a beat Ice had shown them months prior blared through the speakers, swaying their hips shamelessly to the rhythm. Large hands caressed their hips, pulling them into a firm chest and hot breath making the hairs on their neck stand on end.

“Told you I could spot you in any crowd.” Ice mumbled and they felt his smirk through his words. Spinning around to face him, y/n’s arms wrapped around his neck.

“Never doubted that,” they smiled, eyes flickering between his and his lips, “I’m gonna be expecting VIP access.”

“You had it by default, baby.” He laughed, capturing them into a sweet kiss.

“Hate to ruin the moment, but who the fuck is this?” A voice yelled over the music, breaking the two apart.

“Jesse! This is my s/o, y/n! They're kinda one of us but also not.” Ice replied. Y/n didn’t care whether they were a Mighty Warrior or not, they were Ice’s and that’s all they needed. Jesse’s glare softened and morphed into a nod of approval before slipping through the crowd to the VIP lounge.

H&L harem (if you wanna be tagged/removed in future H&L content, comment or lemme know via ‘chat to me bbygorl’ :D);

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Manacled by SenLinYu

My 8-month marathon on this project has finally come to a close, and I have a ton of pictures to share!

We’ve got a split-board binding with made-endpapers and a built-in tab for extra support. Hand-sewn endbands with silk-finish cotton sewing thread. Done in a millimeter binding style with black leather, and a hand-drawn and -painted floral motif across the middle. Final page count is just under 1.4k. I figure altogether this was around ~50 hours worth of work for the whole binding, from beginning to the typeset to pulling the final book out of the press.

More pictures of the binding and typeset under the cut! If you have any questions or want more info about the process don’t hesitate to ask!

In truth I over measured/estimated the needed length of my leather; this and my poor pare job is definitely visible through the cloth lol, but I’m still jazzed with the result since I’d never touched leather before this. I designed the spread digitally in Procreate, printed it, transferred it to my cloth using carbon transfer paper, then painted using Jacquard Lumiere Metallic gold paint and a refillable .75mm paint pen.

Printed:

Transferred:

Mid-painting:

From starting the drawing to finishing the painting I’d say this part took ~15 hours. Close up of the spine:

Each endband measures around 3 3/4″ (9.5cm) in length and took around 5 hours to complete. The core is 4-ply hemp cord that I coated with PVA glue. Wrapped with a single strand of red silk-finish cotton thread, and one strand of polyester yellow thread, since it’s kinda shiny. Last I counted it was something like 300+ wraps of thread for each band. The uh, cat hair here is just an added bonus I suppose. Like when you buy a new pair of jeans and get that free sticker.

Some progress shots:

The tie downs. I usually will try to tie down every other signature. With 68 signatures you can understand this ate up a metric shitton of thread.

Different angle. Also a good few of the top of the textblock, which was trimmed painstakingly by hand with a wood chisel.

Smooth as a shark etc.

And some shots of the innards!

Each chapter page when through four rounds of printing: 1st through an inkjet, for the floral; 2nd through a laser printer for the number; 3rd through a laminator for the gold toner-reactive foil; and 4thly for the rest of the text.

Half-title page:

One of the attempts to foil a crane. The toner may have been too thin a line for it to work, or perhaps not dense enough tonerly. I don’t have control over that setting on our Xerox unfortunately.

A second shot of a golden crane. This was slightly more successful but lord knows why. Luck.

Fun fact is that this Daily Prophet page ALONE was about 8 hours worth of typesetting. I do all my typesetting in Word, and this page was recreated line-by-line individually. A few of these elements I also had to redraw by hand since there were just no good alternatives online. Anywho though, good payoff.

Nextly, some in-progess shots I don’t have a good segway into lol. A detail you can’t see on the book but I know is there, is hand-dyed scarlet linen thread, drip drying on my shower curtain rod:

Freshly sewn. 68 signatures, no waiting:

Rounded and backed:

And a close up of the special tab/made-endpaper construction. Stupidly I didn’t take any shots of gluing the split boards on, but I think the idea is pretty easy to imagine. Just picture this tab getting glued in between the cover boards.

You can kind of see it here:

And finally, the behemoth on the shelf. This bad boy tips the scales at just over 4 pounds (about 1.8 grams). Glad to have it; more glad to move on with my life.

Thank you for reading!!

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bpp lemme be sappy and incoherent for a min…

i saw this tiktok of bts’ solo era so far and i just wanna say that i’m glad that they know army doesn’t expect anything from them but music. GOOD MUSIC. like historically so many idols have gone on to do non music things after their peaks but bts knows that the core of their fandom are music fans. fans of THEIR music especially. bts as a whole prides themselves as being musicians and army prides ourselves as being fans of musicians.

idk. i guess i just wanted to appreciate how diverse this era has been musically and how proud i am of them doing the music they want even if i dont always enjoy it cuz someone else is bound to, yknow? i’m so freaking proud of their output. they’re amazing

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It just tugs on your heartstrings doesn’t it? Even Jin who doesn’t have a full album yet, the song he made with Coldplay in only a few months doesn’t feel rushed or half-assed. It feels like a (sappy) sweet letter (in Chris Martin’s ink) from a friend you’ll be seeing before too long.

From Hoseok producing the beauty that is Jack in the Box; to Joon’s archive of his 20s with some of the best collaborations for a Korean artist in Indigo; to Jimin’s episodic processing of the personal struggles he dealt with during the pandemic in FACE; to Yoongi’s culmination of the AGUST D trilogy in D-DAY; to Taehyung’s expression of the music that most feels like him in Layover; and finally, Jungkook pushing himself out of his comfort zone to make a full album in a language he doesn’t speak, showcasing his skill set of ever-improving vocal ability, in classic pop songs in several genres that he’s selected to showcase his personal taste.

All the boys have done well. The assignment was to serve music, and they’ve all delivered. Some songs are more my taste than others, but I can acknowledge the work they’ve all done and I respect it.

And this isn’t really what you’re talking about Anon, but please let me go on a short tangent here.

I’ve seen chatter here and there about how Jungkook isn’t mature in his interview answers. About how he apparently comes across as a clueless puppet who can’t articulate his views eloquently, but like I said about the discourse around Jimin’s apparent lack of contribution to BTS, or Jin’s apparent lack of skill - sometimes that criticism is warranted, but most of the time people who say things like this frankly have no idea what they’re talking about.

A few of you have sent me asks months back, to give my view on Jungkook the way I’ve done about Jimin, Yoongi, Hoseok etc recently. I didn’t answer because I was waiting for Golden. Now that the album’s out, I’m sitting with it and will respond to those asks before too long.

But before that, I want to draw attention to this excerpt from Jungkook’s interview in The Atlantic.

In my draft reply to the asks wanting me to talk about Jungkook, I start with saying he’s a very simple person. That’s both his charm and the thing that confuses a lot of people about him, because many of us are anything but simple, so when faced with a man like him living the life he’s living, some people respond with suspicion or bewilderment.

Simple motivations, simple words, simple considerations - this is what I’ve observed in JK for the past 10 years. He’s younger than all the members but no less intelligent that the rest of the guys on average. He knows how to communicate what he means, he just usually has a preference to do it simply, and that’s what he did in that paragraph.

I’m excited to see how he’s going to become a global pop star, even bigger than he is now, because he’s certainly got the talent and skill to show real results. I’m proud of all the projects the boys have put out so far.

By their own words, one point of Chapter 2 was to showcase their individual colours, to show the world who makes up a group like BTS, so people could more clearly see what each member brings to the table, while the guys push themselves to learn new things, expand their skillsets, and hone their individual artistry to create a stronger, more nimble group.

So far so good. It seems to be going according to plan despite everything lol. I’m excited to get Joon’s next work, PJM2, Hobi’s release, Jin’s album, and all the other goodies lined up for us in Chapter 2. It’s been a trip and it’s only going to get wilder.

#bts #jimin #Jungkook #jikook #Namjoon #Hoseok #Yoongi #Taehyung #SeokJin #bts chapter 2

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The first back-to-school meeting happened a month after school started. Jason decided to attend. He wanted to be on top of Danny’s education and ensure everything went smoothly. Parents were encouraged to bring in snacks for the kids.

Jason made chocolate chip cookies. He even made gluten and nut-free ones in case any of the kiddos were allergic.

He entered the school with the cookies and sat them on a table, making sure the labels were correct. Danny ran off to find his friends. Jason smiled. He was glad his son had people to talk to.

Jason turned around and came face-to-face with a blond woman. She was in her mid-thirties and wore a prim suit. She wore a pearl necklace. Three more women dressed similarly were behind her. She looked Jason up and down. He had worn his best pair of jeans, a clean T-shirt, and a leather jacket.

“Hello, my name is Avril Dubois. I’m the president of the PTA. I’ve never seen you here before, are you lost?”

Jason gritted his teeth at her question while she and her cronies laughed.

“No, my name is Jason Nightingale. I’m Danny Nightingale’s father. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said while putting out his hand. Avril ignored the hand and gave a look of distaste at it. So what if he still had grease under his nails? Her ignoring the handshake was rude.

“Right, I’ve heard about Danny from my little girl. Where’s his mother,” she asked while looking around. Wow, nosy much?

“She died while giving birth to him. It’s just me, Danny, my sister, and my niece.”

“That poor boy doesn’t know the touch of a mother’s love. It must be hard for you, especially since you’re so…young,” she sneered at the word young.

Judgmental to boot, she was the whole package.

“Don’t worry, I give my son enough love for two people.”

“Still, being a single must be tough. Well, I’ll talk to you later. Or maybe not. Ta-ta.”

Jason was glad to see the women leave.

He looked for Danny and saw him talking to a group of kids. Jason smiled once more, feeling how happy Danny was, which made Jason feel so much better about his decision to send him to school.

“Say goodbye for now, Danny. The assembly is about to start, then we can go to your classroom, and you can show me around.”

“Okay, daddy. Bye guys, see you later.”

Jason sat through the meeting assembly. It was a bit boring, but he was glad to see how the school operated. Danny was busy playing with a 6x6 Rubik’s cube. After the assembly, Jason went to Danny’s classroom, where he officially met the teacher.

Mrs. Duma was a friendly, middle-aged teacher who had been teaching for seventeen years. She spoke about how well-behaved and smart Danny was. His best subject was math, and Mrs. Duma had to print 12th-grade-level worksheets to keep him entertained. Well, that made sense.

Jason couldn’t help but preen at the compliments Danny got.

Then Avril Dubois came up.

“Mrs. Duma, it’s nice to see you again.”

“Mrs. Dubois, what a pleasure to have you as a parent to one of my students again,” Mrs. Duma said through clenched teeth. Aw, it wasn’t just Jason who didn’t like the woman.”

“Excuse me,” Jason left the two women and looked for his little boy. He was showing a little blonde girl with glasses his Rubik's cube.

“Daddy, this is my friend, Sarah.”

“Hello, Sarah, I’m Danny’s dad, Jason.”

“Hi,” the little girl said shyly.

“Wanna see our drawings, daddy?”

Danny showed Jason his paintings. They were good. Then he showed them the models he had built. He knew his little boy was talented with his hands, but some of the things he had built looked very advanced. Hmm, maybe Jason should invest in buying Danny more things to build.

Seeing the models, he knew Danny would love working on the car with him.

“Mommy, look what I drew,” Jason looked up to see Sarah talking to Avril. The little girl was being ignored by her mom as she talked to a group of moms. Now that Jason paid attention, the little girl looked like a miniature version of Avril. The poor girl was shooed away from her mom without getting any acknowledgment.

His heart went out to her.

Danny went to Sarah, “Is everything okay,” he asked.

“Yeah,” the little girl answered, “mommy is just busy.”

“Can I see,” Jason asked. The little girl brightened at having an adult’s attention. It was a good painting.

“Wow, kiddo, that looks great!”

The little girl smiled, showing her missing teeth.

“Sarah, what have I told you about speaking to strangers?”

Avril took her little girl’s hand, ignoring the squeak of surprise she gave.

“Listen, I don’t know what your game is or how you were able to put your child in this school, but I would appreciate it if you don’t speak to my child.”

“Lady, Danny is Sarah’s friend. He was introducing me to her. Maybe if you paid more attention to your child, she wouldn’t be talking to strangers.”

The woman honest to God clutched her pearls, “How dare you? Come, Sarah.”

“Bye, Danny,” the little girl said while being dragged along.

“Is everything okay, daddy?”

“Yeah, ignore her. She’s a b—not a nice person.”

Thankfully, the rest of the parents weren’t like Avril and her little clique. They all seemed to welcome Jason.

At the end of the meeting, Jason went to sign up for the PTA.

“Are you sure you want to do this,” the woman scoffed, “We meet every two weeks. I’m sure you’re busy doing other things. We also engage with the school and teachers. Fundraisers, school activities, things like that.”

Jason smiled at the woman as he signed his name, “When’s the first meeting?”

Jason had a new nemesis. Her name? Avril Dubois.

Someone suggested that Jason has a PTA-style rivalry, but I cannot for the life of me find the comment to give the credit. So, to whoever suggested this, thank you! Anyway, now that we have Avril, does anyone want to see anything between the rivalry between the two?

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SMG3's Interactable Adventure - Chapter 2

Previous chapter

[As you can see, we meet our host clearer this time. Forgot to include this before but

Word count: 4354

Vote by the end of chapter, choose Wisely :) ]

“The votes are in, boy!” exclaimed the mysterious figure with a cheerful tone.

“Votes for what?” 3 looked at them confused. He still couldn’t shake it off that something looked familiar about them. Though appearance didn’t do much, that voice was all too familiar. He swore he heard them somewhere before.

“The audience’s choice! To help you feel better in this odd situation!”

“So… I wasn’t the only one feeling it?”

“That’s right! Now here” the figure handed him the receipt.

“What is this? It’s… huh” 3 found it strange “What should I do with this?”

“Is it really fun if I told you?” the figure laughed, lightly punching him in the shoulder.

“I don’t want it to be fun”

“Well that’s not very entertaining” they shook their head “Alright, off you go, you’ll figure it out. You’re pretty creative and smart afterall… or so I’ve heard” the figure teased him as they disappeared, then with a snap of fingers that seemed to come from all directions, he was back. Back in the forest. It was dark.

“3!!! 3, where are you??” 3 could hear an all too familiar voice.

He still hid, still wary… Why did 4 kiss him then? Was… Was the 2 of them being in a relationship really true? When did they get together then? The idea that this could be an elaborate prank made his heart sink. It reminded him of how in school no one really wanted him like that, and when he was asked out, it was for a joke or a bit.

He shook his head, he did not have time for this.

He snuck around 4, as best as he could, avoiding him and finding his way back to his cafe.

He entered his cafe, the light illuminating inside standing in contrast to the outside. His current situation felt similar to it. He looked around the cafe, it was mainly the same… just with a few different touches. He had pictures of his friends on the wall, and his employee of the month wasn’t Eggdog… it was 4. He was working here? Since when? Well, he worked there once but then 3… sort of got the hang of it. At least he thought. It got hard over time, which was… pretty prominent on his mind. It felt weird seeing his cafe doing well. Though it was nice, it filled him with warmth he had been missing. This was nice.

He went back to his room, also looking around more clearly now. He found his notebook. He started flipping through it… It looked different from how he remembered it. His doodles, his thoughts seemed to easily soften on 4. He found ideas on how he should confess to him, with silly sketches to accompany them. He would lie if he said he didn’t think about stuff like this but he didn’t remember actually drawing these. He was never… that open. But he knew, these were true. More true than he could ever bare. He felt tears again. He yearned for this so much. He needed this kind of honesty in his life. It kind of made him feel nice. Although he still couldn’t shake off the oddness… maybe it was just the fact that he couldn’t remember, for some reason. That must be it.

As he flipped through the notebook, a strip of photos slipped out, one you would get in a photobooth. It had him and 4, being happy, being close… in one 3 pulled him in for a kiss and… 4 looked so content, just the image sent 3’s brain to a different world. He felt so flustered. He put it back into the notebook and put it down. The evidence around truly suggested that he was remembering things wrong. Since… this would be a lot of effort just to fool him.

He went back out to the cafe, running into 4. 4 looked worried but he was glad to see him.

“Hey, you’re back” 4 spoke softly, clearly being careful. 3’s heart melted with how careful 4 was clearly being. He was so in love.

“Yeah… I’m sorry, 4… I’m sorry I did… all that”

4 chuckled.

“It’s not everyday my partner runs off crying so yeah… yeah I got worried… What’s up?”

“I… well, promise not to freak out?”

“Of course, I won’t!”

“I… don’t remember too much, as I found out”

4 blinked, not sure how to react.

“As you found out?”

“Yeah… I don’t… I don’t remember being in a relationship or… hiring you for real” 3 chuckled, looking anywhere but to 4.

“Oh, uhm” 4 looked down at his feet, trying to think “Do you… mind it then?”

“No… I…” 3 sighed, knowing the truth and know he had to speak the truth “Even without remembering, I know that I love you”

4 smiled, finding it lightly amusing how red 3’s face became over this.

“You really don’t remember… It’s been so long since I saw you so flustered”

“Sorry-”

“No no. I missed it” 4 walked close to 3, then wrapped his arm around his waist “And I love you either way too”

3 felt so happy hearing these words. It felt so weird. It felt so weird for him to be this vulnerable but he never felt so great. It was hard, his body was fighting him but he never wanted something this badly. He leaned into 4’s touch, seeing 4 smile at that only made him feel even more flustered.

“Now you’re just too cute” 4 joked and booped 3’s nose. 3 giggled, he was just too lovestruck. Then 3 remembered something.

“Hey, 4” 3 started, 4 looked at him curiously “I… got this receipt”

He handed 4 the receipt he was given by the stranger figure back in that void.

4 stared at it for a bit before recognition showed in his eyes.

“Hey, this is from our first date” his smile was comfortingly warm “It was at this one restaurant… it wasn’t too fancy but it wasn’t one of our usual places… That’s pretty special, I didn’t think I could see this again, I thought we threw it away!”

“Huh… I guess not”

“Where did you get this?”

3 wasn’t sure if he should actually share how he got it.

“I found it while looking around after I got back”

“Huh! And I thought I was sentimental” 4 laughed, kissing 3’s cheek. 3 was so very flustered once again.

“Heeey… didn’t know I had it so I wouldn’t know!” 3 laughed right back. The vibes were nice.

4 yawned.

“Hey, what if we sleep here? If… you’re still okay sleeping beside me that is” 4 looked at him a bit sad, although obviously willing to give 3 space.

“No, I’d rather you sleep with me”

4 hugged 3, his happiness clearly showing. 3 was so so happy… 4 showing this joy just because of him. He could get addicted.

The 2 went to his bed. 4 went to take a shower, 3 stayed back, for which 4 seemed to stop for a second, shook his head then went to the bathroom. After a bit, he was back, he had shorts on with a simple but comfortable T-shirt. Maybe 3 was looking in places where he shouldn’t but he was getting quite flustered at the sight.

“What’s on your mind, 3?”

“Oh uh-” 3’s face became so red, he could match the Ugandan Knuckles.

“You know” 4 grabbed 3’s face, clearly teasing him “considering you don’t remember, I didn’t ask you to but… we actually showered together a lot. I was about to ask before but then remembered…”

3’s mind was a mess.

“I-I’ll go shower” 3 got up and hurried to shower. His face was almost unbearingly warm.

The shower calmed him down a bit. At least he could be alone with his thoughts for a bit and adjust to the fact that 4 showered with him before. That was crazy to think about… Well, guess he had a lot of things he had to get used to now.

He went back, 4 waited for him patiently. As soon as 3 reached within 4’s reach, 4 pulled him in by his waist, basically slamming him in bed. He didn’t let go afterwards.

“Not gonna lie… I didn’t know you were so clingy” 3 joked, which got 4 to chuckle.

“Only with you”

3 tried not to think about it, but the thought wouldn’t escape him.

“Only with me?”

“Yeah… you’re my…” 4 pulled enough out of the hug to face 3, very close at that “special boy”

3 didn’t even know how to react to the petname. He was screaming internally.

“Hehe..” 4 laughed “was that too much for you to handle?”

“H..Huh… no, I’m… I’m strong enough, you can’t beat me that simply!”

“I’ll believe when I’ll see it”

3 thought for a second before pulling 4 in for a kiss. 4 leaned into it so much. He loved it.

3 pulled away, feeling warm again but at least not as flustered as before. He couldn’t believe he just did that.

“Heh… nice, maybe I underestimated you” 4 spoke softly into 3’s ear. 3 felt so much.

“Yeah, you bet” 3 yawned “Hmm.. we should sleep”

4 turned the light off in the room.

“Night, love”

“Night, 4”

They both fell asleep.

—

The room looked cold. It was dark. It would’ve been fully dark if not for the bright screen. The bright screen was obstructed by the figure in front of it. They could be heard mumbling. It was hard to make out what they were saying but they didn’t sound calm, that was for sure.

There could be knocking heard, then words. It sounded like words of concern, from a familiar voice. The mumbling from the figure in front of the screen got louder, then suddenly quiet. They seemed to answer the voice outside then go out. Leaving nothing but the darkness and the screen to look at. It was hard to figure out.

“Hey, what is this?” a familiar figure came, this time the voice was clear to be heard “How did this get here…”

The figure looked at the screen confused. They had fair skin, long, gray hair, tied into a ponytail, their bangs obscuring one of their eyes. However their other eye was very visible, it was a vibrant green. They seemed to eye something curiously.

“This place looks similar to… wait” they seemed to take the thing with them. As they left the dark room, it was revealed… they were inside SMG4’s castle. It was a lot brighter outside. They looked around but saw nobody.

“I’ve… got a bad feeling” the person who took the camera spoke softly, although they weren’t in the frame anymore, even without seeing their face, you could tell they were nervous.

As they looked they seemed to spot someone.

“Hey! Who are you?” the voice was heard but not having time to look, we didn’t even get a chance to look ourselves. The person ran out of the castle, fast at that, their running making rather strange noises… as if they were… slithering metal? How is that possible?

“Oooh shiiit” their voice sounded distorted.

“HEY, GET BACK HERE!!” the same voice from before could be heard. Then everything went dark.

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3 woke up before 4. He thought for a bit, thinking about the strange dream he had. What did that mean? Did it mean anything? The stress of figuring things out just probably got to him, that’s all! Although he couldn’t fully shake it off, something felt so… odd about it.

3 got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. It felt nice and cold. Refreshing. He needed that. He couldn’t help but gaze at himself in the mirror, empty thoughts rushing through his head. It felt like his head was empty. Something about looking at his own reflection, staring into his own eyes captured him. As if the world was only him and nothing else. The thought put a weird taste in his mouth as he shook his head, splashing water in his face again.

He went back to 4, seeing he was still asleep. Just looking at him so peaceful… He couldn’t help but lie right back next to him, snuggling up to him. He really liked being beside him. His warmth really grounded him.

He didn’t know how long he had been there by then, just embracing 4’s closeness. He could feel 4 stir awake.

“Morning, handsome” 3 said to him in a soft voice. 4 smiled at him.

“Greater morning to you, my special man” 4 reached for 3’s face, which got rather warm. Being called special seemed to be his weakness. Like… him, special? One of a kind? Out of the ordinary? His heart melts.

“Am I really that speci-”

“Yes”

4 quickly kissed him on the lips. It may have been short but it still left quite the impression on 3.

“Hey, I was thinking” 3 started, after processing the kiss.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“What if… we went to that restaurant, where we had our first date… maybe it could help me remember or something…”

4 thought for a bit.

“Honestly, why not! I know it’s not the type of restaurant where you need the appointment so… it could work whenever really”

“That’s nice… so like maybe after we’re done with the work day?”

“I’m sure we can leave it to the others for today”

“The others?”

“Yeah! You actually employed a lot of us”

“Good… to know”

“But yeah, we could go if you wanted to”

“I’d… I’d like to yeah! I have to make it up to you for… forgetting us” 3 looked away kind of sad.

“Don’t worry!! We’ll be fine, I promise”

“Are you sure?”

“More than sure”

4 notified the others, who were more understanding than 3 thought they would be. It felt… odd. They were truly… friendly? He kind of liked it, he couldn’t lie. It felt nice to be cared about.

They both got ready, 4 was wearing something similar to his spy outfit but instead with a comfortable light jacket instead of the vest. 3 wasn’t sure what to wear for a bit but then decided to match 4. That was… such a fond memory for him. The whole heist. It may have happened due to something he wasn’t so happy about but it was nice to work together with 4 like that.

They got going, their friends waved them goodbye then got back to work. 4 used his own portal powers to open one and they were right in front of the restaurant.

“You can just do that now?” 3 looked at 4 confused.

“Oh- Yeah… you actually helped me practice”

“Huh… Heh, nice… me teaching you… I wish I remembered”

“I’ll see if I can find some stuff from that later” 4 put a hand on 3’s shoulder.

The amount that 4 cared almost made 3 nauseous. He loved it.

They went in and found a table that wasn’t taken. They had a nice time talking, 3 could truly feel it… That they’ve been there before. Everything just felt familiar in a strange way. And even through all this, it was really hard to take his eyes off of 4. The man enraptured him. 4 noticed it. He smiled but took a bit to comment on it.

“Am I that great to look at?” 4 joked

“Absolutely” 3 said without much thinking. Though it didn’t take him much as his response settled in his brain, his eyes went wide, face red… He really said that. He looked away, 4 giggled at the reaction.

Even the atmosphere of the restaurant was nice. The lights were soft enough but not too dark, overall giving the place a comforting orange glow, contrasted by the outside light. It felt like 2 different worlds. 2 different worlds…

That’s when 3 remembered the weird dream he had. He almost started forgetting about it but he could, and he… only seemed to remember more. 4 noticed the sudden change.

“Did something happen?” 4 asked, reaching out for 3’s hand, squeezing it.

3 thought for a bit… He could trust 4, he should just tell him!

“So… I had… a weird dream…”

“A weird dream?”

“Yeah it’s… kind of hard to explain… I think it took place in your castle”

4 hummed.

“Do you remember anything else?”

“Sort of… it…” 3 looked down, not wanting to face 4 “It kind of reminded me of your 100 hour livestream… The darkness with nothing but the screen…”

4 didn’t comment on it, only squeezing 3’s hand. They sat in silence for a bit as 3 calmed down.

“I’m sorry I reminded you of that, 4”

“It’s okay… It’s not your fault… That’s in the past anyways, you know? We’ve become stronger since” 4 smiled at 3 full of hope. He really needed that.

“That helps actually, thanks… It’s almost like you always know what to say”

4 chuckled then let go of 3’s hand. They continued the meal, now more peacefully

They finished and paid for the food then left. 4 seemed to be lost in thought… 3 couldn’t help but comment on that.

“Something on your mind?”

“Yeah… I was thinking about going to another special place”

“Oh? Where?”

“It’s a secret… and a long ride, if you don’t mind that”

“Can’t use portals for that?”

“It’s… unlike the places where portals could take you”

“Well! Colour me intrigued then”

4 summoned his RV he was living in before. Surprisingly, he still kept it clean. 3 was impressed.

“Hey, nice that you still keep it in good condition”

“It’s not like it became junk once I had a place to stay”

“True that but I thought you wouldn’t”

“You think I’m that lazy?”

3 just shrugged, close to chuckling at his own remark. 4 just rolled his eyes.

“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t see that” 4 sat in the driver’s seat.

3 now couldn’t help but laugh as he took a seat beside 4.

He always liked looking outside the window, watching everything go past them… Just like the opportunities in his past… Times when he could’ve done better, times when he could’ve done worse. And how much different he would’ve become. These thoughts kind of scared him. The idea that there could’ve been so many opportunities where he could’ve killed 4- and where he would be now. If 4 wasn’t around, he… he didn’t know what he’d do. Sure, he has flaws, lots of it but… He cared. He cared too much.

He sighed, seemingly loud enough for 4 to hear.

“Something on your mind again?”

“Just thinking about what my life would be if you weren’t around”

“Just- That bluntly, you’re gonna say it that bluntly?” 4 looked at 3 a bit too long, he quickly looked back at the road. It seemed to really upset him.

“If it makes you feel better, I definitely wouldn’t be happy… I don’t even know where I’d be without you”

“You’re strong yourself, don’t worry… I’m sure you would be okay. So another reason I’m glad you’re here with me now” 4 calmed down then reassured 3.

“You really think so much of me…”

“It’s hard not to” 4 giggled.

“You know, back then… I always thought you thought of me as lesser”

4 frowned.

“If… that were to be the case, we wouldn’t have been rivals you know”

“Oh! I… I see what you mean”

“I’m glad”

“Still… I’m sorry I tried to kill you before… and tried to take over your channel…”

“And I’m sorry I’ve ruined your dreams a lot! See, we both did bad things! Don’t worry”

“Huh… When… when you put it that way”

“It changes everything”

“You’re stealing my words now?”

“No! Well… yeah. You said the exact same thing when we had a heart to heart… I remember you having a bad day. And I wanted to help”

“Oh- and I’m guessing it helped.”

“It did, maybe it worked a bit too well… I think it was one of the first times I started thinking… maybe… maybe I have a chance to well- date you… That I could be good enough for you”

“You were always good enough”

4 was very flustered by that. It was hard focusing on the road.

“Well, I’m- I’m glad” he chuckled nervously.

“Didn’t think that would get you like that. Your power over me weakens” 3 imitated an evil laugh over his silly revelation. 4 could only chuckle.

“Tch, well maybe, but I have tricks up my sleeve… and other places, things you’re not ready for”

“Other… places?”

“I’m not going to just tell you! I gotta keep you on your toes after all”

“Unfair honestly, considering my state of not remembering much”

“Yeah yeah, don’t care, didn’t ask plus I’m a bit of a troll”

“Wow!! Rude! Guess we are still rivals, huh?”

“I just like messing with you, your reactions are amusing”

“Amusing?”

“They make me love you even more”

“H… Huh… you… you” 3 was struggling “You’re…” he was stumped. There was just no way he could counter that. If they were to be like what he remembered… Oh, they would fight now. But things were different.

“See? Tricks up my sleeve”

“Yeah… yeah… you are… so gay”

“Kind of, yeah, took you long enough to figure it out”

“Did it actually?”

“Yeah.. honestly I wasn’t sure myself. Feelings can be… odd”

“I get that… feelings will do that. I should know”

“Cuz our rivalry made you gay?”

“Hmmm” 3 thought for a bit “I think it’s the other way around”

“Maybe, I didn’t think too much about it then”

“Yeah, your mind only had place for memes”

“Hey now! It has space for my friends and you as well now. And the memes, I would never abandon the memes”

“Do… Do I get a special space?” 3 asked softly, you could hear him almost plead for that special space.

“The most special of them all” 4 teased 3, who in turn giggled about it. My man… His once-cold heart was like a cup of tea now, so warm, so sweet… Who knew a man could butter him up so much?

They spent the rest of the road relatively similarly, with some playful words to get reactions out of the other. It was nice… Although the day was getting long by then. The sun was setting. 4 yawned.

“Hey, we’ve been going for a while now” 4 said, looking tired as all hell.

“Yeah, should we rest for a bit?”

“Yeah… a nap in your arms would be nice right now”

“Wow, in my arms specifically?”

“Don’t you want to rest as well?”

“I do I do- I was just playing”

“Well, I was almost planning to just nap by myself then”

“No no- I want to join, I want to join, okay?”

“You’re clingy”

“You love it”

“You’ve got a point”

The 2 took off their shoes and jackets, putting them aside, then got on 4’s rather tiny bed.

“I’m gonna have to press you in there if I don’t want to fall off” 3 commented.

“Feel free to, I can’t object to being pressed”

3 raised an eyebrow at 4 but decided to shrug it off. He was not ready for that conversation right now. It didn’t take long for them to fall asleep.

It was dark. All dark again. A darkness he was rather familiar with at this point. 3 got up and looked around.

“What is it now?”

“Um-” 3 heard a familiar voice.

“You-”

“Hiiiiii, how are you, SMG3?”

“I’ve… never been this good honestly, thanks for asking”

“Yeeeaaah…” they were clearly nervous about something.

“... Is… something wrong?”

“Nooo, what makes you ask that, nothing is wrong!!”

“So… what am I here for this time then? Last time you gave me the receipt… and it came pretty handy! Thanks for that. I had such a great day because of it”

“Yeeeeaaah so… you don’t mind if I um- make them vote again on something-”

“I… I don’t really care? Just don’t let it interfere with my plans with 4. I wonder where he’s taking me”

“Yeah yeah yeah!! Uh-”

“I’ve… I’ve been wondering… what’s your name?”

The figure proceeded to stare into 3’s eyes, seemingly frozen. He never really paid attention to it, but although one of their eyes is obscure by their bangs… they have really bright green eyes. Like… the person in his ‘dream’...

“Wh… What are you?” 3 further questioned.

“I’m- I’m… you can call me Annie, I usually… go by that name in non business settings”

“Non… business settings?”

“Yes”

“Didn’t take you for a business person…You’re dressed pretty casual”

Sure enough, the combination of their comfy looking purple scarf, their white tanktop which was tucked into kind of fancy dark green flare dresspants. It was… actually a rather odd look. How did 3 not realise this before?

“I-... I do business while comfortable-”

“Sure thing”

3 chuckled at the odd behaviour. It was strikingly different from last time he saw them.

“Anyways… I… I’ve got to let them choose between things again… It is… uh… part of the story”

“Story?”

“Yeah- we’re basically playing choose your adventure right now”

“Oh… OH??? WHAT?? The hell you mean choose your adventure??”

“Yeah! I don’t know how you got here, I was just told to moderate it. They… can’t choose for you to die for example!”

“Well they better fucking not!!”

“Okay um, I’ll present them with their choices now! You… still can’t see them. It’s part of the rules that even I’m not allowed to break”

“Bummer”

“Please… Choose wisely”

They manifest 2 items.

The first one was… Nothing? It was literally nothing.

The second one was an envelope, it was a bit crumpled but it was still sealed. Presumably the person who put their letter in there struggled with it a little. Skill issue or something like that.

#smg34 #smg4 oc #yeah they count as such! I made them as an smg4 oc #maybe when I feel it I might make a silly meet the oc post w them #maybe after I'm done w the fic #SMG3's Interactive Adventure

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miss-writes-a-lot · 8 months

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Doodle Pants// Dabihawks childhood au featuring. Mama Rei

Every day, Touya came home with his uniform an absolute mess. Shirt untucked and wrinkled, pant legs dirty up to the knees and ripped, and the sweater missing for the third time in a row that month. Touya’s disheveled appearance was usually followed by a phone call from his teacher about another fight he got into with one of his classmates, which earned him a scolding from his father.

Every day, Rei would remind her oldest son that if he wanted to avoid his father’s anger, he should stop getting into fights and be more careful when playing outside, but every day was more or less the same and the calls started to come even before Touya did, and despite every parent-teacher conference, every trip to apologize to the parents of the child that got the shit kicked out of them, every parenting book, bribery – Touya still came home a mess and with another pink slip in his hand to give to his parents.

That was until one day.

Rei had already felt that something was missing from her daily routine until she heard the front door pop open and Touya announced his arrival.

“I’m home!”

Rei took a breath, bracing herself for whatever state her son had come home in and the inevitable demerit that came with it. She floated from the kitchen to the front room, a gentle smile playing across her face.

“Welcome home, Touya–”

She stopped, brows arching in surprise.

Touya had an ear-to-ear grin stretched across his face. The only thing in his hands were the straps of his book bag, but that wasn’t what caught Rei off guard. Touya’s uniform was covered from collar to cuff with multi-colored pen doodles. They were shaky and ranged from flowers to what she could only assume were clouds and stars.

She stifled a giggle. “Well, you sure are colorful today!”

“Yup,” Touya replied, already starting to head for the kitchen.

“Can I ask what the occasion is?”

Touya stopped. He turned his head to glance at his mom and he shrugged. “Was just bored.”

He turned his head back around and walked right into the kitchen, the conversation clearly being over on Touya’s end.

Rei didn’t receive a phone call that day.

From that day on, Touya came home covered in doodles. Enji still wasn’t happy about the overall state of most of his clothes, but Rei reminded him that it was better to power wash them every few days rather than buy him an entire new wardrobe like they used to do. The calls became few and far between, the pink slips disappeared into thin air, and Touya had an overall happier demeanor when he came back from school in the afternoon.

Rei was glad that her son – and by extension, his father – was seemingly in better spirits, though she couldn’t help but wonder who was really drawing Touya every day. Her son was no contortionist. His arms could not reach behind his back far enough for the doodles around his shoulder blades and the center of his back.

The doodles were also quite shaky– shakier than Touya's own handwriting. But Touya remained tight-lipped on the true culprit for the longest time. Rei thought it best to just leave it alone. He was improving and happier and that’s all that mattered.

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Touya brought Keigo home on a Friday afternoon. He was a small boy for his age - especially with those big red wings of his. He seemed quiet too, letting Touya do most of the talking when he introduced him.

“He’s my friend,” Touya said, clipped and matter-of-factly, “From school.”

“N-Nice to meet you,” Keigo mumbled, looking down at his hole-covered shoes.

He definitely was not a friend from school. Not his school, at least. Rei knew all the kids in Touya’s class given the numerous altercations he had with them.

Keigo was nowhere in that catalog.

Rei simply offered him a warm smile, “It’s nice to meet you too, Keigo.”

“We can play in my room,” Touya grabbed his little hand and tried pulling him down the opposite hallway, “C’mon-”

“Touya!” Rei called, “Don’t you have homework to do?”

Touya pouted, rolling his eyes. “Mooooomm…”

“You and Keigo can play after you finish. If you want, I can make you snacks.”

Keigo’s golden eyes brightened, leaving Touya no choice but to relent.

They all headed into the kitchen. The boys sat at the kitchen table while Rei fixed a fruit platter for them. She listened as Touya explained everything he was doing to Keigo, who looked on in curiosity. It was about a minute or two into his explanation of his book report that she saw it:

Keigo reached into Touya’s pencil bag, pulled out a blue ballpoint pen, and began drawing small flowers along Touya’s shirt collar. He still listened - the shine of interest remained - but he started to draw along the hem of his shirt sleeves while Touya seemed completely unbothered, if a bit pink in the cheeks. He picked out more pens and drew more little doodles on any free space he could find on Touya’s shirt.

Rei felt her heart swell. She wanted to just leave them be and enjoy their moment together, but Keigo needed to eat and given how small he was, he hadn’t been doing a lot of it. She walked over and carefully set down the plate of fruit in front of them. Keigo immediately pulled away, looking down at his hands.

“Eat as much as you want,” she said, though it was more directed at the red winged boy than Touya.

“Thanks mom!”

She tilted her head to the side, “Is Keigo going to be staying for dinner?”

Touya looked up from his work and turned to Keigo, “I dunno, can you?”

Keigo’s face fell into a frown and he slowly shook his head.

“That’s alright,” Rei said, “I’ll be sure to send you home with something. As a gift.”

Keigo nodded, still not meeting her eyes. “Thank you…”

Rei left shortly after, hearing Touya trying to start up a conversation with his feathered friend with an excitement Rei had never heard from her son that didn’t involve trying to train with his father. It was new and untethered, almost like a breath of fresh air after being suffocated by smog.

Touya was happy - really happy.

Rei started down the hallway to Enji’s home office. She gathered an armful of highlighters, pens, and the few markers in his drawers.

She sent Keigo home with them and a sizable tupperware of food that night.

(This was a lot more Rei centered than I initially thougt it would be. Still a little wonky but I'm still trying to get back into the grove of things. Thanks to everyone who voted on the poll! Will probably make another one soon).

#my writing #writing #bri writes #dabihawks #dabihawks au #toukei #hotwings #rei todoroki #touya todoroki #keigo takami #mha hawks #mha dabi #bnha hawks #fluff #drabble #tw: childhood trauma #childhood friends au

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arisewanekosuki · 1 year

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In another’s shoes

(Genshin School AU x Fem! Reader) A month has passed since you started your life in Teyvat High School, while struggling with your own insecurities and unpleasant memories with past 'friends', your schools days were passing day by day, until one day after going back home you had an accident. Thinking this is the end, you wake up... but wait, why are you in the body of the most popular girl in your school - Lumine? previous | next

Thanks @fusaex3 for drawing! Author’s note: I started writing it before I wrote Bakeneko!Kunikuzushi, so this story may be worse than the previous one, I’ll be honest, I’m not sure about this one. I may end up deleting it after some time. Tbh I wanted to add some Genshin boys x reader here, but it may end up being more about friendship if I continue this story, I’m not sure, at first I thought to make that at the end some boys will have special chapters when you end up being with them or something like that. But like I said I’m not even sure if I’ll continue this cause I don’t know if anyone will like this story. I’m sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language.

Prologue

The annoying alarm in my phone woke me from a dream. “What was that dream about again?” It wasn’t a good one that I’m sure. Then why it feels like I should try to remember what it was about? Looking at time in my phone I realized that if I won’t get up soon I’ll be late for school. While dressing up I couldn't help but look at myself in the mirror. -“…” Before any negative thoughts would consume me I shook my head and went to the kitchen to get my breakfast. -“Good morning!” my mom said. I didn’t respond, I went to my mom to hug her, this is my way of saying ‘Good Morning’ when I'm not awake properly or just not feel like talking yet. Mom smiled and hugged me back. I started to make breakfast for myself, after awhile I finally ask: - “Do you have day off?” -“No, but today I start later, so don’t worry I’ll take (little sister name) to school. Also I made lunch for you too!” -“Thank you.” -“So…How is school? It’s been month since it started, did you make some friends?” I sighed, not feeling like talking about it, yet I don’t want to worry my mom. -“It’s fine I guess… there is one girl in my class, Yoimiya, she’s really nice, sometimes we spend school breaks together.” -“That’s great! You should invite her here sometimes!” mom smiled, happy that I finally made a friend. I got up and got ready to go. I took my backpack and say goodbyes to my mom. “I don't really want to go to school…” If I think about it Yoimiya was the first one to approach me, no, she’s the first one to approach everyone, she’s a very nice and friendly person. I’m grateful that she wanted to be friends with me, I only wish I would stop worrying about stuff so I could get along with her better. I want to talk more with her, hang out more with her but I still feel slightly shy and the thought of her other friends being more interesting and fun than me is not helping in that matter at all. “Ah, that’s bad! Don’t think like that (y/n)!” Well, it’s hard to not think like that when her friends like Ayaka and Kokomi are really great. Sometimes I was invited to eat lunch with them and Yoimiya. They are kind, smart and of course they are pretty… so pretty that it felt like someone like me shouldn’t sit with them. It's like a potato lying next to beautiful flowers. I would say I’m average person if I’m being ‘nice’ to myself, but I know, compared to them I’m not that interesting at all. -“Good morning!!” someone said, snapping me from my previous thoughts. Turning back I saw a little boy with cute smile. -“Hello Ruu.” I smiled to him “How are you?” Ruu’s smile got wider “At least he’s in good mood”. -“I’m fine! Today I got up earlier so I could go and see miss Kapatcir and ask if she needs something from shop!” Ruu is truly a sweet child, he’s a kind soul, so kind that scary old miss Kapatcir accepted only him in our neighborhood. I’m glad the old lady is kind to him, compared to his father who always complains that Ruu didn’t finished his duties or that he shouldn’t spend so much time on playground. I understand that as a son of priest he has to learn, so that he could inherit the role in future and take care of shrine but Ruu is still a child, he shouldn’t be that strict with him. At least it seems his father is afraid of miss Kapatcir too, if she is sitting on the bench close to playground then Ruu can spend much more time there playing and goofing around like a kid should do. -“ (y/n)? Are you alright? You look sad today…” -“Ah I’m fine! Sorry! I just… um… had a nightmare, so I didn’t sleep well today haha!” Ruu looked at me, deep in the thought, then he searched for something in his pockets. -“I got something that will make you feel better!” he took my hand and put something in it. It’s a candy. Lavender Melon flavor. -“I hope you like this flavor but if not… then I can give you another one!!” -“This one is fine! Thank you Ruu! You’re the best!” I smiled to him and he showed me his smile again. “He’s so precious, I want to hug him!” -“Oh! Lumine! Aether! Good morning!” the boy run towards twins that came from the corner of street. Lumine and Aether, the most popular twins in our school, normally I don't care about people from other classes but even so I end up knowing who they are, thanks to Yoimiya and other people from my class. Them being friends with Yoimiya is not surprising, knowing her, but what I heard from her, Ayaka and Kokomi, they made friends with other popular or eccentric kids in our school. How did they do it? They came two weeks after school started and in one week they become so popular. It would be a lie if I said that I’m not jealous of Lumine. She’s very beautiful, smart, confident, she can make friends with anyone, I’m sure many guys have crush on her as well. Her twin brother is good looking too, I understand why some girls from class would talk about him, his face, no, both twins are like angels. I sighed and continue walking to school, passing quickly by Ruu and twins and saying goodbye to little kid. I don’t really want to be noticed by twins but I would feel bad for not saying ‘bye’ to Ruu. After arriving in my school I sighed. “Just survive this day, and another, and another…till the end of school year weh”. While going to my class suddenly someone hugged me from behind. -“Eek!?” I made a weird sound. -“Hehe! Goood Moorning (y/n) ~” Of course it was Yoimiya. -“Good Morning” I said a bit flustered. “It seems that you are full of energy today, did something happened?” -“Nope!~ Can’t I be happy for just seeing my friend?” she said with a smile, still hugging me. Recently, she started hugging me as a hello, I always liked this form of welcoming with people I feel comfortable with. The first time she hugged me, she surprised me that much that I froze in place, she panicked and started asking if she make me uncomfortable, I remember feeling warm and said that I don't mind that. Back then I felt like our friendship improved a little bit. After releasing me from her hold we continued our way toward class. Yoimiya would talk about many things, sometimes I had hard time follow her stories, but it was nice, to listen, to talk with someone. In previous school I did had people who I could call ‘friends’, but things happened and now they are reason that even if I want to make more friends or open more to Yoimiya, those unpleasant memories stops me from doing that. When we reached our class Yoimiya took my hand and guided me to where Ayaka and Kokomi where sitting. The smile that Yoimiya gave me was saying "I won't let you just go to your sit yet!" -“Good Morning!!” Yoimiya said loudly to two girls. After her, I greeted the girls. -“Good Morning to you two too” said Ayaka, bowing politely. -“Ayaka! Stop with this formality! We are friends here! Right (Y/n)?” Yoimiya said and hugged Ayaka, the blue-white hair girl become red on her face, probably not used to others to hug her like that. -“Y-yeah!” at this moment I realized Yoimiya plan, she wants to make me talk more with them. “Too bad my friend, I’m not ready to talk with them without being awkward!” Kokomi giggled, probably amused for what is happening in front her. -“Yoimiya, I think our Kamisato Lady won't be able to take it any longer, if you continue holding her like that” said salmon pink hair girl, smiling at two other girls. -“Sorry Ayaka!” said the light strawberry blonde hair girl, finally letting go of the daughter of Kamisato family. -“I-it’s okay.” Replied the girl with still red face, I think it’s first time for me, to see her losing her composure. We didn't talk that long with each other, before the bell rings signaling that class is about to start. The day in school went slow, too slow. This time Yoimiya went to eat lunch with her other friends from other classes, I didn’t know them and to not feel like third wheel, I decided to spend lunch break alone. Sitting at my regular place outside school building and eating in silence, I was enjoying the peace. Till I heard two loud boys, probably arguing about something. I noticed that Lumine is with them too. One of them was a big guy with long white hair with some parts being red and red horns “I think I heard about him. What was his name again? Amaraki Otto? Anataki Ritto? Eh whatever” and other, slightly smaller than previous one but still taller than Lumine, with ginger hair “Isn’t that guy from Fatui gang? Lumine could even befriend someone from them?” The boys starting getting louder and louder till Lumine looked at them saying something, making both of them quiet. Then she went towards gym building, while the boys followed her and start probably arguing between each other again. “Being that popular must be tiring sometimes.” After lunch nothing special happened till the end of classes, when the last bell rang I was happy to finally go back home, but then I remembered that today is my turn to clean class. “Better finish fast.” I sighed and started cleaning. At least today my cleaning partner is Kaedehara Kazuha. "At least he won't try to make some small talk". While we were cleaning, it was silent, but suddenly Kazuha said something that I couldn’t hear. -“Sorry, can you repeat? I didn’t hear you.” I ask, thinking he was talking to me. -“ Ah don’t mind me, I was coming up with new haiku.” He smiled and looked at me, Kazuha is another lovely looking person in my class, his red eyes are stunning and warm, his voice is gentle too, I think I wouldn’t mind if he now started to read his haikus or maybe even a whole book. -“I-I see!” I said flustered, realizing that I have been staring at him for too long without response. I turned around and went back to cleaning, not wanting to see his face anymore “He probably thinks that I’m weird…” . I really wished I had more courage to speak with him, I’m not good with poetry but I would like to hear about his haikus. “It’s not big deal! Just ask him about that! Maybe we can even be friends?!” I looked at him, at this moment he was cleaning the board. -“….” I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came of. He had to sense my staring cause suddenly he turned around to look at me. -“Hm? Is something wrong?” he asked, looking at me with cute, confused face. -“I…no…well…” I felt my face being warmer and warmer “…fox….” -“…Pardon?” I felt like running from this class and bury myself in our school garden “Fox?! Why did I say that?! It’s so random! How hard is to ask about silly haiku! Stupid!” -“I think I saw fox outside the class.” I want to go home, I feel so embarrassed that I don’t know anymore what I’m talking about. -“Oh? Really? That’s surprising, the forest is very far away from school…” he said going to the window to look for the fox that doesn’t exist. -“Right? Maybe he got lost, poor thing, I hope it will find way to its home.” I finished cleaning the floor so I went to put broom and dustpan away. I just wanted to get far away from him at this moment. I got so nervous, that my body started to tremble. “I can’t believe myself, this was probably the worst interaction that I had with someone and I still have to come back to the classroom to put tables on their places.” When I calmed down, I came back and with Kazuha's help, we put everything on their right places. Gladly he didn't say anything else, so I could save myself from further embarrassment. After making sure that whole classroom is clean, I said goodbye to Kazuha and went quickly to lockers, to change my shoes and finally left school, to go back home, wanting to forgot about this whole interaction. - “Ugh today is Tuesday I need to study for test that is on Friday, I don’t wanna!” I muttered to myself, not being happy of the thought of studying and doing homework. I took candy from my pocket, to eat it but before I opened the sweet in my hand, I noticed something red passing in front of me. It was little girl with blond pigtails and red cap, she looks to be around age of my little sister, she was going after something round, some kind o ball? Before I knew it, everything went fast. The ball rolled into the street and the girl still followed it, without looking if there were cars. I felt something hitting me and then nothing, I was lying there, the candy from Ruu wasn't in my hand anymore, I think people started to gather around me, everything started to be blurry, I heard child crying, was it that girl? I can't believe it, my body moved on its own to try save this child. "Haha..those that means I'm not such a coward? I can do some things right too?" I think I started to hear someone calling my name but I'm not sure.” Ah… so this is how my life will end?” this was my last thought before everything went black. --- Thank you so much for reading untill end. If everything goes well Chapter 1 will be out tomorrow.

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jupipedia · 1 year

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one. awkwardness.

previous. next.

y/n knew that the first meeting between him and shoto would be a little awkward due to neither of them being familiar with the other, but he found that he greatly underestimated how awkward it would truly be as he sat across from shoto, pretending to be typing on his laptop. shoto had arrived before y/n did and was quick to formally greet him before going back to his laptop. y/n didn’t want to assume that shoto was avoiding conversation similarly to he was so he didn’t interrupt shoto’s typing in case he truly was setting up for their meeting.

“sorry if this is awkward for you. i know we don’t know each other beyond our names, but i hope that we can use this project to become friends. i assume that is the professor’s end goal, at least,” shoto broke the silence, prompting y/n to halt in his feigned typing and look up at the man.

“no! i mean— not no to the friends part but to the awkward part. no as in it’s fine and i’m definitely making this more awkward than it truly is,” y/n sputtered, embarrassed at the crack in his voice as he almost choked on his words.

“i got what you meant. no worries,” shoto gave a toothless smile before glancing back at his screen. “it says that we are expected to meet up at least three times a week including one day of the weekend. for every first meeting, we choose an emotion and that is the emotion we have to incorporate into some form of writing for the week. along with our writing, he wants a visual representation. hmm, sounds easy enough to me,” shoto explained, muttering the last part to himself.

“well, i’m not sure how much help i’ll be with the written proportion, but i am a design major, so i don’t mind doing the brunt of the visual representation. i was reading over the rubric earlier and i have a few ideas already,” y/n said, opening the draft with his ideas in writing.

“i’m so glad that you said that because i am a political literature major and i cannot draw or anything to save my life. i can however do the majority of the written portion, as long as we can come up with a general outline for what it should contain,” y/n nodded along to shoto’s words before turning his laptop to the bi-coloured boy.

“i actually have an idea that i really wanted to do for the project and wanted to run it by you. i was thinking that we could do a calendar layout, but with week numbers rather than months. i think it’ll earn us the bonus points for creativity and it would be way more enjoyable than doing the standard slide show with a company generated theme.”

“i like that. yeah, we should do that,” shoto easily agreed, having been impressed with y/n’s demo of the calendar inspired layout. “it’s really well done for it to be just a demo. it’ll look great as we continue to add to it every week.”

“yeah, thanks,” y/n responded, cringing to himself at his short response before talking again. “what days are you free during the week and which day do you want to meet during the weekend?”

“i’m free after 3 p.m. on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays and on tuesdays and thursdays, i have a free block from 12 p.m. to about 6 p.m. since i do track. i was also hoping that we could make our weekend meet up on a saturday? i usually spend sunday with my friends from highschool.”

“saturday would be best for me, too, but it would have to be a brunch thing as i usually take studio trips in the evenings. but i can do mondays and wednesdays after 4 p.m. so we could meet up before, during, or after dinner if you want.”

“sounds like a plan. i’ll add that to the document,” shoto nodded, going back to his computer without another word.

and the awkward silence was back.

y/n groaned silently as they held their head in their hand behind the computer screen.

it was difficult for y/n to sit in the silence without wanting to bring up anything that the two could possibly talk about, but he didn’t want to annoy shoto with his constant spiels and rambling. y/n could talk for hours if he was asked to, but his throat dries all the way up when he has to talk to shoto.

he asked kamya what she knew about his partner from the assignment and all she knew was that he was friends with her partner, having seen the two on campus together before. she didn’t know any club affiliations nor did she know his past relationships or better yet, his current status. it came as a shock to him as kamya usually knew everyone's business before they had the chance to tell her themselves.

“so, since our first week is probably going to be the most awkward, i was thinking we should make that this week's emotion. i mean, it’s fitting, no?” todoroki’s voice brought y/n out of his thoughts and back to the cafe table.

“yeah, i think that would be the best course of action. it’ll probably help break the tension. awk-awkward tension, that is,” y/n said, stumbling over his word after realizing the accidental implication that he potentially made.

“okay, i’ll email you with drafts for the week and you can do the same if you like, but i doubt that i’ll be able to give any artistic assistance,” shoto joked, earning a slight giggle from the dark skinned male across from him.

“no worries, i’ll still send you updates in case picasso’s ghost whispers anything in your ear,” y/n joked back, packing up his things with the intention of leaving soon.

“i’ll see you monday at 5 for dinner and planning,” shoto said, watching as the boy stood from his seat.

“monday at 5. i’ll be there. wherever there is. see you.”

y/n walked away from the table after receiving a wave from shoto. y/n didn’t make it more than 10 steps away from the cafe before he loudly exhaled and held his hand to his chest.

fuck, he’s even prettier when he smiles.

the first meeting didn’t change anything between the two outside of meeting times. y/n even began to make the extra effort to not see shoto before they met for the second time as he allowed himself to reflect and cringe at his departing joke, deeming himself too nervous to calmly interact with him on a daily basis.

the second meeting definitely went better than the first as there was a lot more material to cover with their ideas. y/n’s forced his eyes to stay on his ipad rather than letting them trail over to the boy across from him. he spent most of the meeting working on a general template that could be edited to fit each week of their project, only looking up from it to show shoto his work or to listening to whatever comment todoroki made on his own work.

“you did a really nice job with the written portion. there are no typos or wordy sentences and i’ve never been so glad to have someone as a partner. i usually feel bad about being so unhelpful with the written parts but i know that i would not have been any help to you,” y/n said as he read the text that todoroki provided for their project during their final weekly meeting.

y/n wasn’t just exaggerating for the sake of fawning over his crush, he truly admired the word choice of the written portion. he wasn’t expecting something so polished and eloquent to be produced for a mere draft that would be updated later.

“it’s still not perfect, but i’m glad you are impressed with my contribution. and it’s only fair that we have a well-written entry to match your artwork. i mean, the draft was good, but this is coming along beautifully,” shoto zoomed in on parts of the design y/n made.

“i’m planning to make it interactive so i’ll at least contribute something other than a few drawings. i hope that’s okay with you,” y/n turned his attention back to his ipad as his face grew warm from the praise.

“perfect. i am all for it.”

the two parted ways after finishing their final draft, todoroki excusing himself to meet up with his friends and y/n planning to go to kamya’s dorm to rant about whatever was on his mind.

so, shoto todoroki.

“...mya, i’m telling you, he’s so fucking attractive without even trying. and he’s naturally charming. he gives the nicest feedback which feeds my ego in the best ways. i’m losing my mind,” y/n ranted, pushing his head into the throw pillow on kamya’s bed.

“you are one of the most delusional people i know. he’s being nice because you are good at art. not because he’s falling for you, stupid. get a grip,” kamya said, not sparing the boy a glance as she continued to type on her laptop.

y/n stared at kamya for a few seconds before speaking. “i hope you fail your econ exam.”

“because i won’t feed into your delusions?!” kamya laughed at her friend as he started to hit her with the pillow in his hands. “my bad, you right. he’s madly in love with you and wants you so bad.”

“now was that so hard to say?”

#— (jupipedia.)#anime x black!reader #anime x male reader #mha x black reader #mha x reader #my hero academia fanfic #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x black reader #shoto todoroki x male reader #mha x male reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki x male reader #todoroki x black!reader #*ੈ✩‧₊˚❕*∘∘˙˚༄💨 ( a jupiter production. )

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soranatus · 1 year

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Exclusive Interview with “My Adventures With Superman” Animated Series Co-Producer Josephine Campbell

Q: Clark and Lois are described as being in their 20s in “My Adventures With Superman,” how new are they to their jobs at the Daily Planet?

A: Clark, Lois and Jimmy are interns just starting at the Daily Planet – so they are incredibly new! We wanted to play with our characters’ origins, showing them at a stage of life most “Superman” media hasn’t fully explored. Plus, we love the idea of watching these three learn and grow to become the icons we all know.

Q: If you had to compare “My Adventures With Superman” to any previous version of the Superman story, which would you say it’s most like or draws most inspiration from?

A: Our North Star was the 1978 “Superman: The Movie,” especially the interplay between the incredible Margot Kidder and Christopher Reeve. We loved their chemistry; we loved how smart and feisty Lois was, and loved the heart and altruism of Reeve’s Superman/Clark Kent. The movie was clever, fun, and modernized Superman in a way that felt organic to the time period, while also respectful of what came before. It truly is one of our favorite pieces of Superman media.

Outside of the classic ’78 movie, I and Co-EP’s Jake Wyatt and Brendan Clougher are all kids of the ’80s/’90s, so we’re also influenced by John Byrne’s “Man of Steel,” as well as the work of Jurgens, Bogdanove, and Simonson.

Q: What age group is “My Adventures With Superman” targeted at?

A: Much like the original 1978 film, we’re aiming for a wide co-viewing audience, where kids, teens, and adults can all sit down and watch together.

Q: What can you tell us about Jack Quaid’s interpretation of both Superman and Clark Kent?

A: Jack has been absolutely phenomenal to work with! He’s got great comedic timing as Clark, but he is also able to sell the kindness, strength, and dignity of Superman. It’s been a real privilege to work with him – and it’s also very funny to watch “The Boys” after a record. I really can’t look at Clark OR Hughie the same!

Q: Michael Emerson revealed that he’s voicing the role of Brainiac for the upcoming animated series, how much will we see of Brainiac? Will he play a large role in the series?

A: Michael is an incredible actor who we are excited to work with – I can’t say anything more outside of that!

Q: I believe a certain criminal “gang” will play an important role in the first season of “My Adventures With Superman” with a bit of a twist on the villains involved. Did you make a conscious decision to put your own spin on the villains who would show up on the series?

A: I can’t confirm what villains or characters people should expect to see. All I can say is that, overall, we were looking to modernize Superman while keeping true to the core of the characters, and we hope we’ve done that.

Q: With all the turmoil and upheaval at Warner Bros. Discovery in recent months, how concerned were you about “My Adventures With Superman” possibly being canceled?

A: We were very fortunate to learn early on that “Superman” would still be coming out on Cartoon Network and the app as planned. Mergers are always tumultuous, but we’re glad that we still get to bring our love for Superman to fans old and new.

Q: When will the series premiere on Cartoon Network?

A: No date has been announced as of yet, but stay tuned!

Q: What are you most excited for fans to see in “My Adventures With Superman”?

A: There’s a lot I’m excited for fans to see! I can’t wait for fans to see the relationship between Lois, Clark and Jimmy – these three are the heart of our show, and their friendship and adventures together drive the series and the character arcs for both season one and two.

I’m also especially excited for fans to see the romance between Lois and Clark unfold! Alice Lee and Jack Quaid have fantastic chemistry, and they bring so much humor and warmth to their characters. Lois and Clark/Superman are one of our culture’s most iconic and enduring love stories, so it was deeply important to us to give that part of the Superman mythos a lot of love and attention.

I’m excited for you guys to see the incredible action – we have a LOT of fun with Superman, his powers and his rogues gallery, and we went all out, 110% on every single fight in the show.

Lastly, I’m excited for the show to come out because I’m a huge Superman fan too! Working on Superman has been a dream come true, not just for me but for every single member of our crew. People came into work with their favorite Superman comics and movies to share with each other, screened the Fleischer Studios cartoons during lunch, and dug up the audio of the original Superman radio show from the ’40s to listen to as we wrote and drew. I and everyone on the show adore Superman in all his forms, and I can’t wait to share with you our version of the Big Blue Boy Scout.

Produced by Warner Bros. Animation, “My Adventures with Superman” introduces us to twenty-somethings Clark Kent, the bright and driven Lois Lane and their best friend Jimmy Olsen as they begin to discover who they are and everything they can accomplish together as an investigative reporting team at the Daily Planet. Promising a mix of action, comedy and romance, the new series is expected to premiere some time in 2022.

Described as a serialized coming-of-age story, “My Adventures with Superman” will follow Clark as he builds his secret Superman identity and embraces his role as the hero of Metropolis—and perhaps the world. Lois, now growing into a star investigative journalist, takes aspiring photographer Jimmy Olsen under her wing. All the while, Clark and Lois are falling in love, sharing adventures, taking down bad guys, stumbling over secrets and discovering what it means to be Superman and Lois Lane.

Source: Superman Homepage!

#dc comics #dcau #animation #cartoon #superman #clark kent #lois lane #jimmy olsen #news #my adventures with superman #maws #long post

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elfiaa · 1 year

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Omg!! I haven’t posted in a while huh?? Anyways, this post will be an art dump (filler) while I recover from a writers block 🫶

A bunch of art will be W.I.P’s, art I’ve made for friends, doodles, etc

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Completed:

A character sheet of my I sort for Our Life: Always and Forever by GB Patch Games (MY REAL ONES SINCE DAY ONE ILY 😫🫶🫶)

Their visual novels are so well written, and you can definitely tell how well their games are made, so definitely check the, out!! In this drawing, my insert is a child, as there is only a demo of their new game released.

Cutieliscous yummy nerd boy blushing his brains out 😍‼️‼️ (Idia Shroud)

A drawing of Jack howl that I started months earlier that I’ve just recently finished(goals 🔥🔥)

WIP’S:

She’s a Genshin insert i made, I’m not sure what to do with her now that I don’t play the game much🙁 I named her Mari (ik, so original...!) and I designed her character to be about light and life. Her character corresponds with the next character, who im going to Name Ezra for the sake of not confusing anyone.

She’s a hydro polearm user, and is usually found in Sumeru and Liyue. She frequents any gardens or botanical areas found by Ezra, and is usually baking or doing other domestic things for her friends. Def the type to make her fighting really graceful tbh..She’s the more friendly one of the two, and is seen more frequently in public compared to the other.

Another genshin oc (😭😭). I made it that he was a sort of god or spirit of death. As l said before, his name is Ezra. I wanted him and Mari to appear as polar opposites, but actually be really close. Almost sort of a yin yang type of thing. He's more of a shut in, and can be found looking after the plants & wildlife for Mari while she is gone.

I Imagined he would be an electro swords user, but I never actually got into his character as much as I'd like to. As said before, Mari likes to bake) & is found baking for her friend frequently. His favorite dish of hers is the flan, and in return for making him food, he looks out for the animals & special plants she is especially fond of. He's never seen by the public, as some have said that seeing his true appearance drive even the purest souls mad (so edgy!!! & emo 😍!!)

He’s also naked in like all of the drawings I have of him since I never came up with a costume design for him or anything

My twisted prefect and Ruggie bc I’m in love with that furry and that furry only!!! (Tbh during this time was when my art was at its peak, but this one just wasn’t it..😣)

Doodles:

Mari + Lisa because she’s always been my favorite librarian lady 😘😘

I was being artsy don’t hold this against me

SOMEDAY,THIS COULD B THIS COULD B ORDINARYY😫😫!!

They’re real idc what you have to say…

This one’s for sure crappy so, I’m sorry for that :((

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Anyways if you sat through and read silly comment after comment of this post then I’m glad, I’m happy when people enjoy my content, so likes comments and reposts are appreciated ^^❤️

With that, I hope you’ve had a good day today, and I hope you have one tomorrow, and the days following that!! Look out for a new post coming soon 👀👀

-Mari

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penissirius · 1 year

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Secret Secret pt2

Lee Know x male reader

SUMMARY: Part 2 is ‘you’re a secret and you’re sick of it’ Part 1 was ‘you’re a secret’ and I’m sure you can guess what part 3 will be! If you can't, you’ll have to wait until that’s posted! (Uh I got lazy so this is part 2 and 3 lolll, part 3 is ‘you’re a secret no more')

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: M/n is a very famous and well-known gamer and content creator. Idol Stray Kids still. M/n has braces but if you don’t you can just skip that part and imagine the hair as something else as well. I tried to keep it generally plain tho so you could more imagine yourself.

AUTHORS NOTE: This is part 2 (and 3 lol) of this 3-part series! part 2 already ommmggg time flies lol, I’m looking forward but not looking forward to writing this! This one is more angsty than the first part but not by that much cause writing angst hurts me and because I used to be forced to do it so much with a certain ex-friend of mine it’s become something I avoid. It is slightly sad though! There is arguing! I repeat there is arguing.

WARNINGS: arguing, angstish ig, jealousy from the reader, insecure thoughts, idol AU, famous gamer reader. Slight ooc Lee Know? Idk I don’t write for him a lot or imagine for him a lot so I don’t think I capture his attitude and his demeanor correctly-

FEMALE ALIGNED PLEASE DNI <3

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*2 Months after the conversation with Lee Know*

M/n was chilling on stream yet again but this time he was just talking and chilling with fans while drawing new chapters for his webcomic. It was actually a pretty good stream, M/n was in a good mood, the comic was coming along nicely with no issues in the design and the questions people were asking weren't all that bad until they were. ‘So, M/n how’s you and the boyfie doing’ One of the comments was read aloud to him by the computer. “Hm? Oh! We’re doing great! I absolutely love being in this relationship and I’m much happier than the last one I was in. He is such a sweet and amazing guy. I can’t believe it’s getting to almost 2 years together” M/n smiled looking up for a second.

‘That’s good, we’re glad you’re happy again M/n!’ ‘We finally have our happy boy back!’ ‘It’s been almost 2 years when are we going to know who’s the idol boyfriend’

M/n looks up, “Now you guys know I can’t do that. He’s an idol and they have dating bans and stuff. It wouldn’t be okay to announce we’re dating let alone that he’s dating some twitch streamer like me.”

‘It’s okay M/nnie! It’s enough to know he exists!’ ‘Or maybe he doesn’t and this whole thing has been a lie’ ‘well it can’t be a lie cause we’ve seen him pop in sometimes, wearing a hoodie and a mask but he comes in and gives M/n a kiss before leaving!’ ‘Yeah, and even so we believe and trust M/n!’

M/n smiles giggling, happy that his fans believe and trust him. He ignores the few haters. “Honestly if it was up to me, I would've told you guys by now! But it’s not and I’m more than happy just me and a few friends knowing!” He goes back to drawing and the subject seems to change back to randomness. An hour and a half later he decided to end his live because his hand is getting pretty tired. “Alright guys, that's all from me. I promise that the normal gaming live will happen next week! There’s a poll up on what game I should play and I might pick a few of you to play with me! I haven’t done that in a while lol. But this is me and my hurting hand signing off! BYEEEEEE”

After shutting everything off and reuploading it so people who missed it can rewatch, he goes to his living room to watch tv and FaceTime his best friend. He grabs his MacBook and after a few rings AJ finally answers and he sees him still in his training clothes which means he just got back to his dorm. “M/n! Hey dude!” M/ns energetic best friend said once he saw his face. “Hey AJ how was training?” M/n laughed seeing AJs face turn up at the thought of training. AJ puts his phone down to change into comfier clothes while talking.

“Omg dude, training was literally the hardest today out of any other day. Dance wasn’t bad, and vocal practice wasn’t either. But rap class kind of kicked my ass and weird classes like selfie class and walking class because apparently there’s something wrong with my walk! ALSO, this stylist for one of the other groups said that I should consider cutting my hair because it’s ‘too long’ and ‘no one would know how to take care of your foreign hair’!” M/n was lowkey offended for his friend.

Anyone who knows AJ knows that the curls in his hair that come from his mom's Hispanic side and not his dad's Korean side are his pride and one of the only things that keep him tied to home while he’s here in Korea. “What? Did she actually say that?” “Yeah, she did! And honestly, I don’t know if you’ve seen Bang Chan's curls before the stylist got a hold of them but I am NOT risking that happening to my hair. That’s a walking nightmare. Also, when my hair is straight it’s not that much longer than Hyunjin’s was before they recently cut it!” M/n just shook his head, “Honestly just continue to do your hair by yourself, you do great and if you have any complications then you can call your mom!” “You right you right!”

They talked for a while and played some games together before they were just lying there doing separate things and talking after AJ had switched the call to his laptop. “Oh, dude did you see the new article?” AJ said looking up from his phone to his computer where the call was set up. “No? What’s it about.” M/n looked up suddenly interested. “It’s about Lee know. People are suspecting that he’s in a relationship. I’ll send it to you” “Alright”

He got the link and the article said:

Stray Kids' dancer Lee Know is in a relationship?!

Recently it’s been suspected that the said dancer is in a relationship. He’s often not in the dorm when members have done vlives at night. In behind-the-scenes videos, you can see him smiling at his phone and texting someone. His and Han's friendship has seemed to get a little less touchy-feely but still the best of friends. Also, when he shows his Home Screen it’s a picture of him and a shorter/taller man hugging! It has been semi-confirmed that it can’t be one of the other members because the hair nor body type match….

It continues but M/n stops reading. “Why should I be worried about this? It’s not like they’re actually going to find out about me or he would even tell them.” He chuckles bitterly. “Yeah, but there is this really stuck-up trainee in the same class as me who is swearing that he’s the one dating Lee Know. I know that’s not true and so does Stray kids and Miyeon (female best friend) but others don’t. He doesn’t even look anything like you or the picture Minho has as his Lock Screen but everyone is starting to believe him.” M/n doesn’t know how to feel hearing this.

“You and him need to do something about this. Talk about it. I think it’s time to let people know. I know he’s an idol and shit but his dating ban has been lifted, and JYP PDnim has started not caring if we are public with our relationships (at least in this universe 🤪), plus you guys have been dating for 2 years. I don’t think keeping you in the dark like this is fair. To have to deal with other people claiming to be dating him, and for you to have to deal with the constant hate you get for having an idol boyfriend but not saying the name. You’ve respected him and his feelings through all of this, but I think now it’s time for you to tell him how you feel.”

M/n listens and thinks about what his best friend has told him. “But what if he doesn’t agree? What if he doesn’t want to be public? I mean he’s an idol and being with me publicly could ruin everything he’s working for.” AJ tsked, “Yeah but you have to consider your feelings. It’s been 2 years, I know you would like to be able to spend time and actually go on dates together. I can’t keep watching you put yourself and your own feelings on the back burner for him. At least just think about bringing it up dude, I've got to go now. I have early training in the morning” M/n nods. “Alright, night AJ. Tell Miyeon I said goodnight as well!” “I will, bye bro”

After AJ hung up M/n really got to thinking and maybe he should bring it up. In the end M/n ended up not bringing it up to Minho. They haven’t been able to see each other in a while with all the stuff happening in Minho's schedule recently so they never gave a time to talk about it. Plus, M/n just didn’t want to start an argument about it when he knew it would just end with the same result and his feelings getting pushed back. But the topic always stayed in his mind.

A week and a half later and the situation have blown up. The article continued, more came after. And soon the Trainee that was claiming to be Lee Knows boyfriend was pretty much everywhere. People were asking him questions, he was answering with fake texts between them, edited pictures, etc. Nothing was heard from Lee Know or JYP though and M/n was starting to get sick of it. It was like everywhere he turned was another fake post about this dude and Lee know. Honestly, he was pissed. Not being able to see his boyfriend, this dude claiming to be dating HIS boyfriend and JYP and Lee know himself weren't talking about it.

This day in particular he had finally had enough. His ‘fans’ were making tweets saying how it was understandable that the trainee was dating Lee know but it’s kind of suspicious that M/n claims to be dating an idol but couldn’t talk about it like Dal (the trainee) could. There were a good 30% of his fans though that didn’t believe that Dal was dating Lee Know because to them it just didn’t make sense and would actually make more sense if M/n was the one dating him which made him feel slightly better. All in all, M/n was pretty much fed up with this. He texted AJ to go ahead and talk to JYP about the situation and article, to which the best friend was more than happy to. He even made a slide show for it, that fact made M/n laugh.

AJ had brought the situation up to his CEO and was in the middle of talking to him about it when Lee Know texted M/n.

Lee doesn’t seem to know 🙄

Hey baby, how’s your day been?

If M/n was pissed before he’s livid now. How’s his day been? They haven’t had an actual conversation in weeks and the first conversation that he started was ‘How’s your day been?’… M/n has thrown all previous feelings of not wanting to cause an argument out the window.

My prince 👑💙

It hasn’t been good, Minho

They haven’t been good for the past few weeks.

Lee doesn’t seem to know 🙄

Minho? No baby?

What’s wrong?

My prince 👑💙

Hm, I don’t know. Why don’t you ask that bitch Dal what’s wrong.

Lee doesn’t seem to know 🙄

Dal? Dal who?

My prince 👑💙

The fucking trainee that’s been claiming to be dating you for the past idk 2 weeks.

Now a little part of M/n was starting to feel bad for coming off in such a harsh way instead of actually talking and having a conversation about this, and maybe he was being a little petty by changing his boyfriend's contact name last week. But there was the bigger part of him that was so tired of dealing with this bullshit. He’s bottled up these feelings for weeks and months and now they’re finally being set free.

Lee doesn’t seem to know 🙄

What are you talking about? I don’t even hang out with him.

I’ve had like 2 conversations total with him.

My prince 👑💙

Well, those 2 conversations clearly seemed to be enough for him to say you’re dating.

Clearly it was enough motivation to make fake texts and edited photos of you together.

Lee doesn’t seem to know 🙄

Where are these so-called texts and photos and why haven’t I seen them?

I’m sure all of this will just blow over anyway it’s not like I’m actually dating him, I’m dating you!

My prince 👑💙

But nobody knows that.

I’m tired of this secret stuff Minho.

It’s been 2 years. This has been going on for weeks now. How can you say it’ll just blow over.

Lee doesn’t seem to know 🙄

I honestly haven’t seen anything or heard anything about it this whole time! Baby you have to believe me

Send it to me.

My prince 👑💙

A part of me just can’t seem to believe you have seen it at all but I’ll send it to you.

sends multiple links to articles and TikTok's on the situation

It takes about 30 to 45 minutes for Lee Know to get through all the links and process the information. In that time M/n still hadn’t calmed down. The part of him that felt bad wanted to cry and apologize and just be held by his boyfriend, but he was too clouded by all the emotions that he had held back finally coming out. After those 45 minutes Lee Know was on a mission to put this all to rest and finally come clean, he texted Him back but M/n didn’t see it. He had put his phone on Do not disturb and was set on ignoring him because he took too long to respond.

Lee doesn’t seem to know 🙄

Give me a moment love, I’ll have everything explained I promise

My prince 👑💙 has notifications silenced

While M/n was locked in his room eating ice cream and watching his comfort show after he cried. Lee Know, AJ and JYP were setting up a last second thrown together live interview set up in one of the company's conference rooms. After getting one of the radio hosts under JYPE, Chase, who hosts Idol on Air and setting everything up, AJ’s job was to get M/n to watch it. AJ took off running to his car and speeding to M/n’s apartment, texting Minho when he got there. He unlocked the door with the spare key his best friend had given him a while ago. He quickly made a beeline straight to M/n's bedroom, shutting the door, sitting his best friend up and grabbing the remote and turning.

“Hey, what the fuck! I was watching that!” M/n said confused and upset that his friend ruined his pity party. “There’s something way more important that you need to see” M/n pouted and watched as AJ quickly turned to where the interview was being broadcasted. He was quite confused when he saw his boyfriend on the live show that was clearly thrown together and not planned. ‘Maybe this is why he wasn’t responding- I feel so bad now. What is he even planning to talk about?’ M/n turned to AJ, “dude what is-?” “SHHHHH”, AJ cut him off, “it’s starting!”

“And we are on! Hello and welcome to Idol on Air! I’m your host Chase and as always, it’s a pleasure to be here with you guys. Today we have Mr. Lee Know of Stray Kids with us!” Minho waves “hello”

M/n looks at AJ unimpressed, “what does any of this have to do with me?” “You’ll see in a second just shut up and watch” AJ points back at the screen.

“Today we will be talking about a topic that has been the biggest revolving said dancer and the JYPE trainee, Dal.” Chase said, looking back at the camera.

Now that sparked M/n’s interest and made him pay attention.

“As it seems, the trainee, Dal has been spreading and trending everywhere claiming that he is in fact dating Lee Know. This started when a big article speculated that the idol was in a relationship. These are the posts and quote on quote evidence given from Dal.” Multiple Instagram posts, tweets, and photos were shown on the screen and on one of the TVs behind the camera for JYP, Chase, Lee Know and the rest of the staff to see. “We are here today to debunk these rumors and fake posts”

M/n stares wide eyed at the screen slowly processing what was happening and what it meant.

Chase turns to Lee know, “Now I’ll let the man himself speak. Lee Know, are you dating the trainee Dal?” He sat up taller and looked dead at the camera before responding. “No, I am not. I have only had 2 conversations with him in total since he became a trainee here.” “Tell us more.” Lee Know smirked, “Gladly. The texts are fake for I don’t even have his number or social media nor do I have a personal Instagram at all let alone the one shown in the photos. All of the photos of us together are edited. I’ve only taken one photo with him and it is this one.”

A picture of them in one of the practice rooms was shown. Lee Know and Dal are posing but to M/n it looks slightly off. He knows his boyfriend and that’s not the way he usually takes photos with someone who isn’t his members or friends.

“Only this isn’t the actual photo. This is.” A different photo was shown, it was in the same room and they had the same clothes on but there were more people in the room and now M/n understood why it looked so off to him. The original picture was of Lee Know and Felix in a practice room with Dal and 3 other trainees clearly having just got done practicing. There were two trainees on the other side of Minho, then him with Felix being right beside him and Dal along with the other trainee on the other side of Felix. “This day me and Felix, along with Hyunjin who wasn’t there the whole time, had offered to help some trainees with their dancing and took a picture at the end.”

“Everything that was said about me dating Dal was indeed false. We aren’t even friends let alone dating. I don’t know where he got the idea that we were or why he came up with this idea to fake like he was dating me. I knew nothing of this situation until today and I’m putting it to rest immediately” He nodded before turning back to Chase. “Well now we have that settled and put to rest. Lee Know and Dal are in fact not dating and everything the said trainee has said has been false. I do have one question though. Are you dating someone?”

M/n held his breath awaiting his boyfriend's response. He knew this would be when he’d say no, he wasn’t and they’d go back to being a secret and no one knowing that the idol was indeed taken. He was upset knowing that he’d never get to be public about his relationship with Minho. But a very small part of him held hope that he would say he was, although it was unlikely, he subconsciously hoped for it. AJ just smirked and watched his brilliant plan unfold, ignoring the curious gaze from his friend beside him.

“Actually, yeah I am dating someone, and he is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.” The look on the idol's face when he was saying this was one of pure love and happiness. You could tell that he was being genuinely serious about what he said. “Oooo? Who’s the lucky guy?” Chase said, looking at Lee Know waiting for him to spill the tea. “His name is M/n! He’s a popular twitch streamer. We’ve been dating for a while now; I love him so much.”

M/n was about ready to start crying when he confirmed he saw taken but he definitely started crying when his boyfriend not only said to the world, they were dating but also mentioned him even if he didn't have to. The hate that he was getting would finally stop. He could finally be open and talk about his relationship. He didn't have any other thoughts in his head other than to immediately get to his boyfriend and kiss him silly.

Some more things were said before they closed up the interview but M/n was no longer interested instead he was hurriedly putting his shoes on, dressed in some shorts and one of Lee Knows hoodies that he had left. He forced AJ up and ushered him to the front door ordering him to drive them to the company, not without complaints from the Hispanic about him being comfortable. By the time they got to the company, the interview was just finishing up. M/n sped into the building as soon as they were parked, with AJ rushing behind him. He had to eventually wait for his best friend because despite how many times he had been to the building he didn’t know where he was going. When he finally got to the room where Lee Know was, he throws all rational thinking to the side and the second Lee Know walked out he jumped on him wrapping his arms and legs around him like a koala making the dancer hurry and support him with his arms under M/n's butt.

“Omg, I love you so much! I love you I love you I love you!” M/n says with his face hidden in his boyfriend's shoulder starting to tear up again. AJ and the staff members had gone about their business putting things away and doing whatever they had to do, to give the newly public couple some privacy. Lee Know walked into the room that was right beside them and sat in the chair with M/n still in his arms. “I love you too, I’m sorry it took all of this for me to finally do this love.” he kissed the top of the love of his life's head holding him tighter. M/n looked up at him with the biggest smile Minho had seen in weeks, “No it’s okay! The fact that you not only said we were in a relationship but said it was me and confessed your love for me on live where people everywhere can see made up for how long it took!” Before Minho could say anything unless M/n had grabbed his face and kissed him. After the initial kiss, he left a ton of kisses all around the dancer's face smiling brightly. Looking at the smile on his boyfriend's face, all the doubts Minho had in his mind about how his lover was feeling washed away and he knew they would be okay. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Authors Note: So I combined the last 2 parts into one because A) I really didnt want to write 2 more parts B) My friend who was Beta reading thought it would be better in just one part and C) if it had been three parts I don't think part 3 would have been too long- but anyways I hope you liked it and im sorry this took me so long to write I was struggling to think of new stuff plus writing my book and school and work all on top XD but its finally out now even if it is awhile after I said it would've been posted. (Lmaooo this has been ready since Sept 11 and I’m just now posting it- sorry)

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Chapter Twenty-Five

Epilogue

Hanabi – 27 + Konohamaru – 28 +

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“KONOHAMARU-SENSEI!”

Despite it being Konohamaru’s day off, Boruto cared little for that.

It was the kid’s own fault, anyway, when he came storming in without knocking to find his sensei cuddled up with his aunt.

The retching sounds commenced immediately.

“What the hell?!”

“Hey, buddy.” Konohamaru perked an eyebrow without making a move to get up, head laid in Hanabi’s lap. He pointed the remote in his hand at the T.V. to click it off as Hanabi crossed her arms with a huff.

“How can you just bust into Konohamaru’s home like that, Boruto?!” she chided, eyebrows dipping at her nephew.

“How can I?! How can I?! How can you—you be here? Doing—that, whatever that is!” He pointed an accusing finger at the pair, jaw dropped.

“We are dating, Boruto,” Konohamaru laughed, clasping his hands over his stomach, “and it’s my day off.”

“Since when??? Does grandpa Hiashi know about this?!”

“I’m 27!”

“I’m going to blind myself.”

“What is it you want, Boruto?” Konohamaru interjected, dragging his body up to stand.

“To puke,” he deadpanned, folding his arms as he rested on one foot. Hanabi rolled her eyes as she got up as well, smoothing out her skirt.

“I’ll let you tend to my nephew, sensei.” She strolled up to them before tiptoeing to place a kiss on his lips, which earned more retching from the young boy.

“Wait—” Konohamaru held out a pathetic hand as she swiftly exited, eyes lowering on Boruto. “One day off a month and you’re here.”

“Ruining your nasty time with my aunt?” Boruto squinted his eyes up at him. “What is it she even likes about you? She’s way out of your league.”

“Hey!” Konohamaru gave a surprised laugh, poking his forehead harshly. “That’s no way to speak to your sensei.”

“Are you my sensei or my big bro right now?”

“Either, I guess.”

“It’s just weird.”

“Maybe your full-blown uncle, huh?”

“Oh—oh NO!"

As Eiji and Jun sat quietly across from one another in Jun’s office at the hospital, Jun’s quiet stirring brought Eiji’s eyes up from the handheld game system she had been occupying herself with during his break. He shut the book he was reading and peered out the window, and she curiously followed his eyes, finding their once little teammate approaching. They were on the third story, and Jun was fortunate enough, in his opinion, to have a nice view of the entire village. Eiji thought the other side, overlooking the forest, was nicer, but it was his office anyway.

“Sensed her?” Eiji chuckled, laying the handheld down. “Think she’s comin’ to visit?”

“Perhaps,” Jun responded contemplatively, “but perhaps not.”

Eiji perked a curious eyebrow as they watched the scene unfold.

Hanabi was a blur as she was swept off her feet by that big dumb Sarutobi.

Despite the fact they were no longer technically keeping it a secret, physical affection between the two was a rare sight, and it warmed even Eiji’s sarcastic little heart.

For a long time, the most relaxed they ever saw their teammate was when she was alone with them, and even then, the amount of joy she exuded when Konohamaru showered her with affection was unrivaled.

He was good for her. She was happy for them.

“Cute.” Eiji snorted as Konohamaru spun her, her trying in vain to push his face away from her but her endless giggling gave her away. Jun smiled, but Eiji frowned. “Too cute.”

“Hmm,” Jun hummed, crossing his leg over the other. “I think she was here to visit Konohamaru.”

“He was here?” Eiji questioned, finally drawing her eyes from the sugary sweet couple. Jun nodded absently as he continued to watch them. “He injured or somethin’?”

“Can’t reveal.” Jun shrugged, and Eiji huffed. Even after all these years, he was still a stickler for rules.

She was his wife! Doesn’t that entail certain privileges?!

“But he looks in good shape.”

“Yeah, especially if he’s carrying her around like that.”

“I’m glad for them,” Jun sighed, rubbing his forehead. “I was honestly getting pretty tired of the back and forth.”

“Yeah, that shit was annoying.” Eiji chuckled as she watched Konohamaru shamelessly carry her away, the small sounds of her protest fading in the distance as they disappeared around a corner. “Took ‘em long enough…”

Jun tilted his head up at her, and she returned his smile finally. He leaned over the table as he spoke, “it’ll be good for the village, too. Breaking down all those barriers, clans who still have stringent rules will have no choice but to follow the Hyūga’s lead.”

“Huh.” Eiji leaned back, folding her arms. “Never thought about it that way, but I guess that’s true.”

“It’s a remarkable thing,” he commented contently, and she rolled her eyes.

“Our dumb little teammate, changing the whole village. Never knew she had it in her.”

“SO,” Naruto started as he leaned over his desk, squinting up at Konohamaru, “what are your intentions with my little sister?”

“Is…is that why you called me in here, Lord Seventh?” Konohamaru asked uncomfortably, shifting on his feet as he pulled at his scarf.

Seriously? He was getting grilled by the Hokage himself in his office about his love life? Was this a valuable use of the time of a Hokage? And it was Naruto.

“Damn right,” Naruto responded, resting his chin on his folded hands, “gotta make sure whoever’s courting Hinata’s little sister is good enough for her.”

Konohamaru let out a chuckle, which caused Naruto to squint his eyes further to the point he couldn’t even make out his pupils, and Konohamaru reeled back. “Big bro…”

“I’m not big bro right now,” he interrupted with a hand up, “I am your Hokage.”

“Ah—” Konohamaru rubbed at the back of his neck awkwardly. “Sorry, of course, Lord Hokage. But…I mean, you’ve known me forever, haven’t you?”

“Have I?”

This is ridiculous!

He nearly said so but reined it in.

“I’m just not so sure about your motives.” He unclasped his hands, leaning back in his seat and kicking his feet up on the desk. “What does she see in you, Konohamaru?”

Unintentionally, he responded with his characteristic humor, “my charm? My good looks? My skills?”

Naruto didn’t look amused.

With a sigh, Konohamaru slumped forward a bit, feeling weak under his mentor’s gaze. “Honestly, I don’t know what she sees. I know I’m not good enough for her, but I’m trying.”

A moment of silence hung before Naruto sat back up and Konohamaru raised his eyebrows inquisitively at the smile that he offered. “Now that’s the correct answer.”

“Huh?” Konohamaru frowned, forehead scrunching in confusion.

“We are not good enough,” Naruto continued, pulling himself to his feet to round his desk, “for either of them. But they chose us, so we should count ourselves lucky, huh?”

“Uh—” Konohamaru stuttered as Naruto offered his outstretched hand. “Right, Lord Hokage.”

Konohamaru took the hand and Naruto pulled him in for a rough hug, which he gladly accepted with a sigh of relief. “Welcome to the family, little bro.”

What Konohamaru didn’t know at the time was Hanabi had suffered the same interrogation just the day prior.

Later, Hinata would scold him for the interrogations as Naruto broke into uncontrollable laughter.

“I’ve always wanted to do the protective older brother thing, let me have this!”

To the side, Tadashi watched as Hanabi practically floated to the front gates of the compound, which now were open most of the day instead of being locked behind guards as they had been in the past. Awaiting her was Konohamaru, flowers in hand as she landed in front of him.

A small smile formed on Tadashi’s lips as she rolled her eyes but still took the flowers, that little pink on her cheeks that reminded him so much of her mother. It was a trait both girls had picked up from the woman, for better or worse.

From the moment that unruly little boy invaded her space, Tadashi knew he’d be seeing more of the honorable grandson.

What he didn’t know was that it would actually end up this way. Change in the clan seemed like such a faraway dream in those days before the fourth war.

But from the moment Hanabi had started lifting her head by herself, he knew good and well she would be the firework of her namesake.

“I miss dressing her in cute little robes and ribbons.” He heard Natsu approaching before she settled next to him. She gave a dreamy sigh. Tadashi let a small chuckle escape at her reminiscing. “I miss that little girl who would run into my arms every day after training. Remember how she used to fall asleep in my lap after a story? Oh, how I miss it.”

“And do you remember the brat that used to defy you?” Tadashi smirked as Natsu eyed him. “The one who almost landed a wooden kunai on the feudal lord when she was four?”

“Of course I do,” she huffed, folding her arms. “Little menace she was.”

“Your tune has changed considerably, Natsu.”

“I can remember the good and the bad! I just choose to focus on the good!” Natsu defended, shaking her head. “And I’m proud of the woman she’s grown into. We helped raise her, we should be allowed that, shouldn’t we?”

Tadashi hummed, locking his hands together behind his back. He bowed his head with a smile. “Indeed. I am proud, as well.”

“And I can’t be upset with the man she’s chosen.” Natsu giggled like a schoolgirl, and Tadashi had to chuckle at the little blush that crept onto her cheeks. “Lord Third’s grandson. I always worried whom she might end up with…considering…”

Tadashi cleared his throat. It didn't have to be said. “Yes, I must agree. The Honorable Grandson is a good man. Fitting for our heiress.”

“Oh, you know she’d give you the meanest little glare if she heard you call her that,” Natsu laughed, patting Tadashi’s elbow affectionately. He nodded, shoulders shaking with restrained laughter. “Any-hoo, I was just off to have tea in the library. Would you like to join me, Lord Tadashi?”

He recoiled slightly, looking down at the woman with a frown. “Please do not call me that. Tadashi is fine.”

“Very well.” She smiled up at him, nodding towards the hall. “Care to accompany me, Tadashi?”

“Hmm…” It had been a while since he relaxed in the library. With a little nod, he offered her a smile. “I would.”

“Yeaaaahhh, go Tadashi!”

Tadashi gritted his teeth, unaware that their heiress and the Third’s grandson hadn’t actually taken off yet and had been watching them. He shot a look Konohamaru’s way as he enthusiastically waved his arms. Hanabi covered her laughter with her hand as Tadashi turned and strolled away quickly.

Still little brats, as it were…

“Father, this is incredibly unnecessary…”

Hanabi stood side by side with her father as she awaited Konohamaru to pick her up.

“You know, I have always envisioned what it would be like to do this,” he commented loftily, hands crossed behind his back. She looked up at him suspiciously. “To see my daughter off on her first date.”

Hanabi scoffed, turning her nose up at him. “I am 27, father. I’m former Anbu, a jōnin of the Leaf, and sensei of Team 15. You are not seeing me off for my ‘first date’ as you put it. Konohamaru and I have had plenty of dates, and this-”

“Secret ones,” he added, not looking at her just as she refused to look at him, “not ones approved by your father.”

“Grandparenthood has made you soft.”

“That boy has made you soft.”

“Father!”

“Hey—” They both stopped to look up as Konohamaru approached, waving awkwardly. “Uh—Lord Hiashi.”

“But perhaps that isn’t a bad thing,” he finished before turning to Konohamaru, eyes lowering at him. "Do you always address your significant other’s father before they themselves?”

Hanabi sucked in a harsh breath, lips creasing angrily. Her father was embarrassing her.

“What-no! I mean, Hanabi-I—”

“I expect her home by 10.” Hiashi lifted his head away from the couple as Konohamaru leaned his head forward, eyes wide with confusion. “Or there will be consequences.”

“Stop it!” Hanabi demanded, heart fluttering uncomfortably. “You are out of line, father!”

Finally, a smile ghosted the old man’s lips as he turned his back to them. “I expect you will keep her safe.”

“Uh-yeah, of course—” Konohamaru’s jaw dropped as he watched the man walk away, Hanabi staring daggers his way. “What in the-what was that about? He knows we're going on a mission that'll take at least a week, right?”

“He’s an idiot,” Hanabi snapped. “I never realized it until now, but my father is stupid.”

“Oh,” Konohamaru chuckled, sliding his hand around her shoulders to pull her into his side. “He’s having fun with you, is that it? Never thought I’d see the day that cold old man would tease you.”

“Shush,” she huffed. "Let’s just go.”

“Wait,” he cut in, a mirthful smile on his face, “wait—you enjoyed it, didn’t you?”

“What?!”

“You liked him acting like a normal dad, huh? The overprotective dad reluctantly letting his daughter go? Oh wow—that’s adorable.” She pressed her lips in a line, squinting up at him, but couldn’t deny the red rushing to her cheeks. He laughed as he curled his elbow around her neck, pulling her in. “Lil’ Hanabi getting to be a regular girl on a date with a funny, smart, handsome, strong—”

He should have expected it when he found himself in a bush, his lovely girlfriend stomping away with those normally soft eyes looking veiny.

Hanabi stood back as Konohamaru approached two Grass shinobi stationed on the outskirts of the village, with a scroll in hand. Hanabi took a moment to glance around. It was nostalgic to be back here in the Grass for what seemed to be a fairly relaxed mission. She’d passed through a few times since they were kids, but never had a chance to stick around long enough to visit some of the places she had on their first C-rank. She took in the scenery gladly, inhaling deeply. The foliage here was different from the Leaf, it had different smells and patterns.

When he waved her over, she skipped up to them and said her thanks to the guards out front, then joined him to enter the little village. Her heart felt bouncy as they went deeper; it was far bigger than she remembered. She expected it to seem smaller since she was just 11 when they had stayed here, but it seemed to expand considerably. Why not, she supposed, all the villages had since the fourth war.

“Where should we start?” she questioned, glancing up at him curiously. As far as she knew, they were inspecting a possible threat to traveling merchants. It seemed like a mission a bit…beneath the two of them, especially when it wasn’t with their teams, but she chose not to comment on it. She was just happy to be on a mission with Konohamaru, alone. She didn’t want to treat an assignment like a vacation, but…

“How about the weapons store?” he responded, innocently. She perked an eyebrow and tilted her head.

“For old times sake?” she giggled, smiling. “I suppose so, it is a merchant, right?”

“Right.” He nodded, waving her along. She readily joined him, scanning the village with her byakugan briefly. She relaxed it when nothing seemed amiss, then glanced when he stopped next to her.

“Hm?” She turned to him as he engaged with a fruit stand merchant briefly. He turned back to her and handed her a banana with a smile, and she rolled her eyes. “Konohamaru, we are on a mission.”

“And they’re a merchant!” he defended, peeling his own banana. She huffed a sigh and shook her head, peeling the offered banana. “This place has changed, huh?”

“It’s nice.” She gestured outward. “Wonder if the arcade is still here?”

“We can check on that next.” He nodded, biting into the banana. She frowned.

“Maybe when we complete the mission. It’s not like you to be so lofty on these things, Kono,” she pointed out, eyeing him suspiciously.

He shrugged. “Arcade is technically a merchant, right?”

“If you say so, team leader,” she teased, and he winked down at her.

The weapons store was just up ahead, and instead of questioning the store owner, Konohamaru went straight to the kunai. She furrowed her eyebrows as she followed after him, glancing at the shopkeeper. She struggled to remember if it was the same man as so many years ago. “Ah, look at these.”

Hanabi craned her neck to see, inspecting a set of kunai that were curved to a point, with spikes on one side of its handles. They were a mixture of silvers and blacks, and they looked downright dangerous compared to the kunai they’d been collecting. She squinted. “Those remind me of someone’s…”

“They look like my great-grandfathers,” Konohamaru interjected, “and my uncles.”

“Asuma?” she inquired, looking up at him as he nodded.

“Mirai uses them now, you’ve probably seen her use them.”

“Oh!” Realization dawned on her, and she nodded enthusiastically. She smiled. “Aw, that’s really sweet.”

Konohamaru smiled back at her before looking at them again.

“We should buy them,” she decided, tapping her finger on the glass. “You can keep both, this time.”

“Nah, I wanna share it with you.” He shook his head, pulling out his coin pouch. She bit her lip, choosing to accept that. It had been their thing for so long now, he was clearly holding onto it as well. The shopkeeper strolled over when he noticed them deciding on the kunai and looked at them expectantly.

“Leaf shinobi, eh?” he questioned, leaning against the display case. “What, come to make up for the business your store took from us?”

“Huh?” Hanabi looked up, glaring at the man. “Excuse you. We didn’t steal any business, people just don’t buy weapons as often anymore.”

“Mhm,” the man mumbled, irritably. He glanced at the kunai they were inspecting. “And of course, you’d be interested in Leaf style kunai.”

Konohamaru smirked, shrugging. Hanabi looked on with interest, asking, “these are unique to the Leaf?”

“Signature style of Sasuke Sarutobi.” The man gestured towards them. Hanabi bit her lips together, glancing at Konohamaru’s smug expression. They’d shared so much with each other at this point, she could recognize the name. Konohamaru’s great-grandfather, Hiruzen’s father. Sasuke Sarutobi.

“Guess that seals the deal, Honorable Grandson,” she whispered to him, and he nodded, pulling open the coin pouch.

Watching Hanabi marathon pinball once more was a nostalgia Konohamaru didn’t realize he had been craving for a long time. He even put the coin in the slot for her and ‘helped’ remind her how to play, wrapping her up in his arms again, but this time, she leaned into his touch, and he shamelessly took in her scent and softness. And when he stopped pretending to help her, he kept his arms around her middle, pulling her up against him, chuckling as her movements went jerky with her gaming efforts.

Teasing her was enjoyable, too. He leaned in to place kisses on her cheeks, ears, and neck, ignoring her little grumbles of frustration as she tried to lean away.

“You’re gonna mess me up,” she groaned as her first ball fell between the paddles, looking up at him with a moody glare.

“It’s like a little extra challenge,” he taunted, kissing her pouty lip. She huffed and turned back to the game, launching the next ball. He gently rubbed circles into her sides with his fingertips, grinning as she twitched against him.

Another ball fell through the paddles, and she turned in his grip, pushing her palms against his chest. “You know, it’s unprofessional for you to be groping me on a mission.”

He bit his lip, smirking. “It’s unprofessional for you to be playing pinball on a mission, but here we are.”

“You insisted!” She poked his chest and he laughed. “Team leader!”

“Hmm,” he hummed, leaning in. “Kinda sexy when you call me that.”

“Ah!” she gasped, pushing him off, now. “Such a perv, still, after all this time.”

“Mhm, you like it.” He relented, pulling his arms back. She folded her arms with that scowl, and he put up his hands in defeat. “Alright, sorry, sorry. Enjoy yourself, please.”

“Thank you,” she huffed, whirling around, clearly more excited than she was letting on to get back to it. He smiled, leaning against the machine next to hers to watch.

When the last ball dropped between the paddles, he watched as her eyes went wide and wondered if she was going to smash the machine in half. Instead, her face relaxed, and she let out a little breath. He slid his hand into hers and pulled her away, pushing her hair from her face. “Still a really high score, Hanabi.”

She looked up at him and he kissed her forehead. She squeezed his hand and he felt that familiar tingle. That one he’d always sought from her. She exhaled defeatedly, a little “bah…” from her lips as she rested her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms up around her and held onto her for a little longer before she pulled away. “Anyway, back to the mission, I guess.”

“Yeah, we can go check in with the hotel,” he offered, nudging his head to the side.

Her lips dipped into a frown as she squinted at him, and he couldn’t keep the grin off his face. “We’re not on a mission, are we?”

“Whaaaat?” he responded playfully, looking off to the side. “What makes you say that?”

“You goof.” She shook her head, pulling her arms away to cross. “You could have just asked me to go to the Grass with you.”

He pulled a hand behind his head, rubbing as he shrugged. “I never know with you.”

“So you feel the need to trick me?”

“Kind of.”

He watched as her face fell and she averted her eyes. He tilted his head to the side to keep her gaze, trying to give her a comforting smile. He could only be honest, especially after all this time. She sighed, “am I that bad?”

“You’re getting better,” he offered, sliding a hand over her cheek, “just gotta learn to let me love you.”

“Oh…” She dipped her head and bit her lips together. He pulled it back up and pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose, smiling as she crinkled it. “I guess you’re right.”

“I always am.” He poked his tongue between his teeth and she finally smiled again, stepping towards him.

“Well, Konohamaru.” She slid her hands around his neck, sidling up close to him. She leaned in, causing him to lean in as well because he was always excited to hear what she’d whisper to him. “I’m learning to let you love me. So we better get to the hotel so you can teach me, hmm?”

That sent his heart into a beating frenzy, and he said a little prayer and thanks to the gods in his head as he dragged her away.

“I have to ask your mother for permission, too.”

“What?”

Konohamaru looked down at Hanabi in disbelief as they neared the village from their travel back. She didn’t look up at him or offer a response.

“Permission?” he pressed, squinting at her. "Like for my hand in marriage?”

“Marriage?” She perked an eyebrow, sparing him a glance. She was trying not to let him see how that word instantly made her heart jump, not wanting to come off too eager. But, well... “I mean, if it came to that, yes. But you asked my dad to date me, shouldn’t I do the same with your mother?”

“Uhm…” He shook his head, looking confused. “I mean, I didn’t really ask, I kind of demanded. And it’s a totally different situation. My mom doesn’t care—or, actually, she’s ecstatic, really.”

“So I’ll go to her home today and ask for her permission.”

“That’s so weird,” he sighed, slumping his shoulders. “I don’t get you.”

“It’s only right!” she defended, crossing her arms over her chest. “It’s polite, Konohamaru. She’s always been so kind to me, I should at least ask her if it’s okay for me to sweep her child off his feet.”

To this, he snickered. “Swept me off my feet?”

“Like your dad did to your mom, right?” She smiled up at him and he shook his head again. “It’s sweet, don’t you think?”

“I love my parents, but I don’t tend to think about their romance, Hanabi.”

“It’s admirable,” she concluded. “You are the grandson of the Third, she is the daughter of the Third. I’m wiggling into royalty, here.”

He laughed now, loudly. “Royalty! That’s pretty funny coming from you, Lady Heiress.”

“I’m going now.”

“Wait—Hanabi—”

“You go visit your friends or something.”

With that, she was bolting off and became a dot in the distance, leaving Konohamaru bewildered.

Hanabi took a deep breath as she smoothed out her skirt, then confidently knocked on Moriko’s door.

Within moments, the little woman was opening the door and giving her that smile Hanabi had grown to know so well. Hanabi took one more deep breath and pulled her shoulders back, then fell into a deep bow.

“Ms. Moriko Sarutobi! I would like your permission to date your son!”

When Moriko’s mouth fell open, she squeezed her eyes shut and dipped her chin. Then she felt herself being pulled up into the woman’s arms and let out a breath as she returned the embrace.

“You are the funniest thing,” she whispered into her hair, petting the back of it affectionately. “You’ve always had my permission, not that you needed it.”

Hanabi sighed quietly, nodding, “I…I figured. But those stories you told me…”

She pulled back, looking up at her with a sad little smile. “Hoshito did something similar. It was quite funny.”

“Oh?” Hanabi asked, tilting her head as Moriko’s hands found hers, grasping gently.

“Oh yes,” Moriko said with a soft giggle, “almost exactly. ‘Lord Hokage, please allow me to court your daughter.’ And the bow, goodness that was embarrassing.”

Hanabi beamed now. “I think Konohamaru's also embarrassed, but that’s just a bonus for me, I guess.”

Moriko laughed, loudly, then tugged her inside. As she closed the door behind her, she started, “well, now that that’s out of the way, let’s talk about my future grandchildren.”

Hanabi paled.

Tora Nara had never been one for romantics. She figured there were enough brats running around this gods-forsaken village, she didn't need to add to their numbers. Plus, it was tiresome keeping up with someone else. She preferred solitude, anyway. Give her her whiskey and books on a nice, plush bed and she's happy. Her stint as a sensei was the first and last time she would ever entertain the idea of raising gremlins. When she thought of Hanabi, Eiji, and Jun, she was satisfied. An heiress to a prestigious clan, a police officer, and a medic. Those are all things she's comfortable bragging about.

Though even she had to admit that this whole thing with Konohamaru and Hanabi was a tad embarrassing. It was one of few things she and Ebisu could agree on, the cringe both had to experience watching their dumb little students make fools of themselves. On so, so many occasions, no less. Tora and Ebisu could agree that romance between their students was one of the last things they wanted to concern themselves with.

So when she met with Ebisu for their monthly lunch 'date,' she was the one who gave him the news.

"And then?" Ebisu pressed for more information.

Even if they were 'above' romantic shenanigans, they did enjoy a bit of gossip. "The old man crumpled from my understanding."

"Good gods," Ebisu responded, rubbing his cheek as he pulled his beer to his lips. "Konohamaru never came to me with stuff like this."

"I wonder why," Tora remarked sarcastically and Ebisu frowned. "Don't give me that look. It's not all your fault, women are just more in tune with their emotions."

"Coming from you, cold sensei to the cold little Hyūga heiress, that's pretty funny," he retorted with a glare. She smirked. "Still, that's all it took, huh? Konohamaru making demands, as he's always done. Can't say I'm surprised."

"I can," she continued, "I'm surprised it took him this long. Ridiculous game they played."

They sat in silence for a moment longer.

Then Tora chuckled. "But it was kind of fun to watch."

Ebisu clicked his tongue and Tora perked her eyebrow, smirking at him. He nodded reluctantly. "Well...yes, it was fun, I suppose. Who ever got closest in the betting pool, anyway?"

"Shino Aburame."

"What?!"

Konohamaru might have thought he died and went to paradise if he didn’t know any better.

Hanabi in a bikini wasn’t something he realized he needed in his life until they made it to the Mist.

Now he really did kind of regret bringing their friends with them, because it would be very difficult to convince her to let him make out with her on the sand. The thought of her laying on top of him, covered in sunscreen under the warm sun with her lips locked on his was—

Ah, better cut that line of thinking off now.

Konohamaru readjusted himself as he threw a towel on the sand next to the others, keeping her in his peripheral as she and Eiji waded into the water with Yorimaru. The poor dog was so old now but looked young again in this environment.

“Ah, what a view,” Udon commented loftily, earning a glare from both the other men with him. He cringed away, pushing his glasses up. "Right, sorry. Forgot I was with the chained down gang.”

Udon coughed as Moegi slapped her hand into his back, forcing him to stumble forward. "Ah, don’t blame them for your shortcomings as a romantic.”

“You’re one to talk,” Udon scoffed, reaching behind him to rub at the hit spot, “your new boyfriend didn’t even want to come.”

“Not my boyfriend.” Moegi shot him a look as she broke away from the group. "Especially not when we’re in the Mist!”

"Terrible, just terrible." Udon shook his head.

Konohamaru watched as Moegi skipped into the water to join the other ladies, and yeah—he had to agree with Udon, if not outwardly. It was a sight for sure.

“I’m just going to hide these…” Jun picked up a cooler from the sand, tucking it into a beach tent they had set up. Konohamaru glanced down, smirking as he heard glass bottles clinking inside. “Don’t want Eiji getting too tipsy too fast.”

Konohamaru fell back onto the sand, sighing contently as he let the warmth soak into his skin. Udon asked from the side, “so how’s married life, Jun?”

“No different,” Jun chuckled, settling in as well, “still just Eiji and Jun.”

“Heard sex drops off afterward.”

Konohamaru groaned, “good gods, Udon." He pulled his forearm over his eyes, practically feeling the heat radiate from Jun’s body a meter away.

“Well, I mean…it hasn’t really.”

Konohamaru immediately sat up, staring at Jun with wide eyes. Udon laughed, sharing the surprised expression. “That right?”

“But—I mean—that’s not my place to talk about.” Jun shook his head quickly, smoothing out the towel underneath him. “Uh—don’t tell Eiji I said anything.”

“Oof,” Konohamaru snickered, looking back out at the women, sitting in the wet sand as the waves crashed over them. "Well, good to know, I guess.”

“And you, Konohamaru?” Udon inquired, leaning his head on his arms, propped up by his knees. "When you gonna lock that down, too?”

Konohamaru shifted uncomfortably. “Haven’t really talked about it.”

“You don’t talk about those things!” Udon exclaimed, rolling his eyes. “You just do it, that’s what Moegi’s always saying, anyway. Catch her off guard so she can’t say no.”

“I disagree,” Jun interjected, “it’s important to be on the same page with these things.”

“Pfft.” Udon shook his head. “Yeah, right. Been together for basically two decades—”

Konohamaru tried to cut in, “—it hasn’t been—”

“—what’s there to even talk about anymore? You guys are basically married as it is.”

“There is also clan business to consider,” Jun offered, trying to give Konohamaru a comforting smile. Konohamaru clicked his tongue, staring at a little hermit crab digging into the sand next to him as he turned these ideas over in his mind.

“Ah, that stuff doesn’t matter anymore,” Udon waved the idea away. "Everyone’s marrying into everyone’s clans.”

“If I didn’t know any better, Udon, I’d say you want me to marry Hanabi more than I do,” Konohamaru muttered.

“Ah, so you do.” Udon smirked and Konohamaru twisted his lips.

"'Course I do..." Konohamaru muttered quietly, but neither of them caught it.

“Don’t rush it,” Jun suggested, and Konohamaru knew it was in kindness. "You two deserve to take your time.”

“How’d you decide, then?” Konohamaru asked, genuinely curious, now. “You talk a lot about waiting, but I mean, you just…kinda did it, didn’t you?”

“Eiji always talked about marriage,” Jun chuckled, pushing some sand into a pile between them. "She’s always been kind of a romantic if you can believe it. So once I was sure, she kind of already made it clear she was waiting on me.”

“Oh.” Konohamaru swallowed.

He was now realizing he actually had no idea how Hanabi felt about all that. All he knew is she’d be the leader of her clan, and they had changed the rules to allow her to freely marry. But that didn’t mean she had to marry him. Or anyone at all, he supposed. That part of their relationship, the domestic part with marriage and kids, had always seemed so far away from reality with the way things had been. But really, they’d been in a relationship for years now, even if it hadn’t been public.

Their little teams were already calling them a married couple now, anyway.

He hadn’t realized it until Wasabi had Hanabi a blushing, frustrated mess with her teases that he was pretty fond of her team.

“Like I said, don’t rush it.” Jun pulled him back from his thoughts. "It’ll come naturally for you two, just like everything else.”

Konohamaru wondered if things ever really had been natural between him and Hanabi. Whatever it was they'd been doing for nearly two decades like Udon so aptly pointed out, it was kind of a mess.

Now Konohamaru was feeling a little jealous of Jun. Having Eiji be so transparent must've been nice. He wished Hanabi was similar, at least in that regard. If she brought it up, he admitted he'd probably jump on the opportunity immediately.

“If you say so.”

Konohamaru looked back out to the waves. Whatever jealousy he held quickly dissipated upon seeing her looking gleeful with Eiji, Moegi, and Yorimaru. As he'd thought so many times before, he was and continues to be a patient man. He wanted many things, but right now, he had more than enough. He had Hanabi, and could be that idiot that shouted his love for her from the rooftops, now with no one to stop him. He smiled as Hanabi picked Eiji up and threw her into the deeper part of the water, curses flying freely from Eiji’s lips as she crashed.

Hours later and Hanabi was finally content with her time in the water. Everyone else had left, except Konohamaru. He was dutifully laying in the sand, watching her. She wrung her hair out as she walked towards him, offering him a smile as he held out a hand to beckon her.

Mischievously, she giggled and swung her leg over him to plant herself right on his chest, to which he hissed and wiggled. "Damn! You’re freezing!”

Hanabi, feeling bolder without their friends prying eyes, scooted downwards and laid her chest against his, beaming up at him. "And you’re hot.”

“Ahhh…” he sighed, reluctantly wrapping his arms around her with a little smirk. "How can I be mad when you talk like that, huh?”

She hummed contentedly, leaning in to slide her lips over his.

It had been far too long since Hanabi had been to the ocean, and to be here with Konohamaru was like a dream. Even with their dumb, teasing friends around, it was still just perfect. Hanabi was always happiest out in the full sun, anyway. Having Konohamaru’s bare, muscled torso under her while they lay in warm sand was enough to make her blissful, in a sense.

Once she pulled away, she took a moment to admire his tanning skin and eyes that looked just like the ocean right behind her. She wondered if those eyes were what drew her in so long ago, how they always reminded her of the ocean, and how much she wanted to just dive into them. The little upturn of one corner of his lips told her she was staring far too long and he was about to tease her for it, so she leaned back in for another kiss.

After a few more breathless moments, she finally pulled completely away, resting her cheek against his chest and letting her eyes flutter closed. Something tugged at the back of her mind as his fingers rubbed circles into her back. “Thank you for setting this up.”

“I told you I’d take you, didn’t I?” His voice was soft with the response. She nodded gently. “Just wish you didn’t made me invite our stupid friends.”

“I like our stupid friends,” she responded with a smile, nuzzling her nose into his chest. “But I know what you mean. This is nice, alone together.”

“Very much so,” he agreed and she felt him press a kiss on top of her head. “Especially the kissing part.”

She giggled quietly, squeezing her fingertips into his shoulders.

Hanabi briefly wondered if they could get away with just disappearing here instead of going home.

A silly thought, but a fun one, nonetheless.

In front of that lake yet again, Hanabi was contemplative.

They finally had it, had what they wanted.

But she was conflicted. What did it mean for their future? She had no idea how to ask; how to broach that subject.

Clans and their business were messy. Especially when they intermarried.

Marriage…was that jumping too far? Hanabi really didn't know. She didn't think so. Her sister and half of her class married at 20, and they were going to be 30 soon...

“Konohamaru…”

“Hm?”

They sat back-to-back pressed against one another, heads resting against each other, and she dipped her head. She plucked a blade of grass as she let her hair curtain her face, still debating. How?

“Our clans…”

A pause. “What about them?”

“I…I don’t think I can just…not be clan leader.”

Another pause. “I never thought you wouldn’t be.”

She swallowed, heart beating a little faster. “So…what does that mean…?”

“You mean for me?”

She paused now, gripping the grass below her. “Yes.”

“I don’t plan on being the leader of Sarutobi.”

“What?”

“It’s true, and my clan isn’t like yours. It’s not so…so rigid, I guess? Mom still leads the clan, and I help her. But I never wanted to take over.”

“But, then—?”

“Honestly, Mirai’s probably a better choice than me anyway.”

“Really?”

“Yeah…she’s way smarter than me.”

She had to laugh. Younger Konohamaru would never admit to such a thing, and even she wondered if it was true. “But…your mom…”

“She’s good with it, too." His voice was soft as he comforted her, reaching back to lace his fingers with hers. "She knows…I’m perfectly happy being your right hand Hyūga.”

This drew a surprised giggle from her as she squeezed his hand back. "Really? Really, really?”

“Really.”

“If…if that’s true…it would be a union, you know?”

“Yeah…I know.”

“Hyūga…”

"And Sarutobi”

“It would be something entirely new, I think.”

“It’s how it should be.”

“It should?”

“Yes.”

Her heart swelled, tightening her chest as he turned slightly to pull her hand to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of it.

“You worked for this…how can I possibly let it go over something so silly?”

“You…you inspired me.”

“You inspire me every day.”

“St-”

“Don’t tell me to stop,” teasingly, “you’ll be the leader of the Hyūga, I’ll be Hokage. Seems fair, right?”

…

“Yes…right…Lord Eighth.”

Silence passed over them for a few moments, both seemingly lost in thought.

"Sorry I let you fall in love."

Hanabi's cheeks burned bright at the words, and she turned her head. "Wh-what?"

"Right before you kissed me for the first time, right outside my neighborhood. You told me not to let you fall in love, because it makes people stupid."

She swallowed. His memory was far sharper than she realized. "I forgot about that."

"So, I'm sorry."

"You never promised anyway, did you?"

His little chuckle made her heart feel light. "No, I didn't."

"Thank you."

“I love you.”

“I love you, too….so much.”

He watched as she gathered her girls into a tight group hug, the slightest hint of tears pooling at the bottoms of her eyes.

Wasabi was a chūnin now, and Hanabi was passing the team off, and he could tell how profoundly it was affecting her. Her brave face wasn’t as brave as she’d have liked, but it was better that way, he thought. Letting them know how proud she was and how hard it was for her to let them go. Bittersweet in the best possible way.

She was so earnest in everything she did, he admired it. When she was open with people, they never had to guess what she was feeling or thinking. Once you opened her up, she truly wore her heart on her sleeve.

As her arms fell from the girl’s necks and she rose to her full height, still towering the preteens (though Wasabi was quickly catching up), she pressed her index fingers to her lips and gave them double peace signs. They saluted her in a dramatic fashion, Namida looped her arms around Hanabi’s waist for a quick last hug before the trio leaped away, evidently their first mission as the new Team 15. She swung her hands together in front of her, clasping them over her chest as she activated the byakugan, following their line of sight for as long as she could.

When she loved someone, she really loved them. A side of herself that was only seen by a select few people, the one that was shamelessly affectionate, cuddly, needy in some ways, but entirely genuine. He could tell her heart was breaking with those big, doughy lavender eyes slowly relaxing as they evidently reached the limit of her byakugan.

But she remained. For how long she would, he wasn’t sure. Probably until she felt they were far enough away that she couldn’t feasibly help them in case of trouble. He had to smile. She was far sweeter than she’d willingly admit to.

Her hands dropped to her sides, then joined behind her back as she similarly crossed her ankles, head tilting, draping her long, cascading hair to the right.

How one woman could look so thoughtful, so graceful, so…breathtaking without even one iota of effort put into it, he had no idea. But she was truly the definition of beauty, and he was absolutely head over heels for her. Not just in that way where he admired her beauty, but in that way that he felt a deep need to take in every detail. Carve it into his memory, because he never wanted to forget it. Every gesture, the little sigh from parted pink lips, reaching up with slender fingers to rub at that pendant he had gotten her so many years ago which she donned every single day, that persistent strand of soft brown hair that refused to hang anywhere except by the tip of her petite nose.

And that’s not even addressing her most attractive quality: that fire in her. The way she fought ruthlessly for what she thought was right and who she loved. Her sense of humor allowed her to effortlessly give and receive jabs, letting them fall into laughter together. That brain and that strength that never ceased to amaze him. And the vulnerability underneath it all, underneath the strong, Hyūga façade that refused to let one soul know she was breaking. That vulnerability that even fewer people got to see. That vulnerability that made her unmistakably human.

He once thought he just wanted to put her in a bubble. Protect her from all her worries; all her stressors. Wrap her up and shield her from all that could wrong her. But he knew now that just wasn’t her. And it wasn’t what she wanted from him. And he realized, it wasn’t what he wanted to be for her, either. He didn’t want to be her protector. He wanted to be her partner. Relentlessly push her forward, lift her up, let her climb that ladder with the support and knowledge that he would always be there to boost her.

Her talent and skill were too incredible to keep to himself, he knew.

She was a goddess, and he had no idea how he got so lucky.

When she evidently picked up his chakra signature and looked over her shoulder, immediately finding his eyes and locking her shiny, pale ones, brimming with emotion…

Truly, no idea.

She was excellence, through and through.

For how often Hanabi mocked her older sister for being a blushing mess, she cursed herself for being so similar.

At least she didn’t faint.

Well…not often, anyway.

But something about the way Konohamaru looked at her made her feel hot and tingly all over.

It wasn’t like when others looked at her, especially other men who thought she might be some sort of prospect, some sort of prize. Sizing her up, only interested in a few key points. The size of her chest and hips, whether she could bring them to the ground, her tone being not of what would be an obedient housewife, but one of a powerful clan leader that would never, ever take it lying down. That last one was usually what turned most men off of her, but not Konohamaru.

Never Konohamaru.

One of his favorite things to call her was a goddess, and while she thought it was far too high of a pedestal he put her on, she could feel it in the way he said it, that he honestly believed it. He wasn’t one to blow smoke, he was genuine in everything he said, even if it was teasing. And the way he looked at her with those big, sharp blue eyes, his lips upturned ever so slightly, his entire attention fixed on her, she could feel it there, too.

And she loved him for it. Besides her very own sister, he was the first person to look at her with that admiration. To make her feel like she really was worthy, really was as great as everyone around her always said she was but never really believed. But he made her believe it. Despite feigned confidence, she wrestled with that part of her for far longer than she could even remember. Always wondering if she was really doing her best, if it was truly enough. With Konohamaru, it was always enough.

And he was more than enough, too much for her to feel actually worthy of him, anyway. She knew he’d vehemently argue against it, and it was part of the reason she adored him so. Her name may have been in reference to the sun, but he was her sun. That bright spot she could depend on lightening her world whenever she needed it. Even when he was gone, just twirling one of their kunai or pressing the smooth pendant to her lips could instantly make her feel a little lighter. She always did love the warmth, anyway, so perhaps it was fitting he loved the cold.

Because how else would he be able to peel apart her frigid heart if he didn’t?

She was hardly the ten-year-old girl that was knocked on her butt by the overbearing presence of a chip-toothed, spry young boy. Hardly the girl that instantly suspected him of being there to tease her, try to bully her. Hardly the girl who was simply a cold, albeit snarky little Hyūga heiress. And he was hardly that boy that she’d thrown across the arena, chakra points sealed. Hardly that boy who’d stolen her first kiss under the guise of gratitude. Hardly that boy that proudly proclaimed his name, his title, and his dream.

He was a man. A man who still had that fire, but was impossibly calm and even. Always working towards the next thing, never satisfied with not moving forward. Never satisfied until he had it all. A man who confronted her father head-on and declared his intent, and apparently not given the icy elder any option to deny him. A man who loved her relentlessly, who never gave up on her, who dragged her along with him. A man who gave her love that she never knew she was capable of receiving or giving.

Her man, and how she adored him. He was perfection personified.

So as he turns around to face her while walking backward, he holds out his hand and she looks at it. Once upon a time, she’d eye it with suspicion, never let her guard down so freely as he was asking of her.

But now, he holds out his hand, and she trusts him. She wants to follow him.

And as she slides her hand into his, letting it fully enclose hers, she lets his eyes swallow hers until they close with his smile.

And as he turns back around, tugging her alongside him to wherever it was they were going, she lets her body conform to his side.

And as he pulls her close and envelopes her in his warmth, she lets herself breathe.

He always waited for her. And she always followed him.

And she will always, always follow him.

Art by asiriyep.

In celebration of finishing this monstrous fic, my boyfriend offered to buy art and I couldn't resist. Look at our babies. ;-;

Like I said, next chapter isn't a story chapter, just bonus content and also where I pour my heart and soul into thanking each and every one of you beautiful readers.

But in case you choose to stop here, just know how deeply grateful I am to all of you. Thank you so much. Hopefully I'll see you around again.

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