#Hanabi challenge

[hanabisays]

@inablinkgone (Setting before Wolfwood's meet-up)

There's worry just briefly. Just as fast as it came, it's gone when she realizes that if anyone is clueless about Hanabi, it's Til. Her shoulders shift from tense to relaxed, and Hanabi runs her fingers through her hair and exhales, "Uwaaa! It's so hot today, isn't it?" Laughing, she shakes her head, "I don't even know how you got here, Till Oppa!"

She just has to get rid of him and that in itself will be very easy to do.

[tousoulv]

thinking about how babymetal and hanabie both have a song that features lyrics in spanish, babymetal's being “hola” and hanabie's “adiós”

[sleepyselkiesims]

Part 27

The next morning started like any other, with a delicious breakfast at the dining table.

But breakfast had never been devoured so quickly; they had baby confetti to get to!

Welcome to the world, baby Aurora! Named after the stars her parents were looking at when they decided to have her, of course. No other reason.

Ah, if only they could decide on a color scheme for this beautiful and mysterious future princess.

Hanabi liked pink, Tiana liked green... such a dilemma.

Yaritza?? What are you doing here?? You broke Teo's heart so long ago!

Teo was actually at the house at the time, as Tiana showed off her new bundle of joy to her mama and twin.

Rapunzel took the opportunity to reminisce. Back in her day, she'd had to put out a surprise fire to keep her newborns from burning to ash!

But here they were, happy and healthy young adults. She couldn't be prouder, and she knew Karim would've been proud of their twins too.

Now move aside kiddos; mama's got to groove!

The benevolent god reminisced too, of generations past, and the original Queen Teens' constant kitchen dance parties. How the time had flown.

Generation 5 had arrived, and though that wasn't halfway through the legacy and someday would seem far, far away, at that moment it was new and fresh and exciting.

And Tiana was a brand new momma, doing her best.

And Hanabi was a new wife, trying to impress her in-laws. Even though they left literal seconds later.

The Queens were quickly replaced with Hanabi's brother, Tane!

Oh whoops, looks like he aged up on the doorstep... Sorry, Tane.

Now it was Hanabi's turn to show off her precious child to her family!

He didn't stay long, because his sister had a lot of sleep to catch up on. And cooing at Aurora didn't keep her quiet for long.

Tiana fell in love with her new wife even more as she watched her cradle their baby in her arms.

But time continued to flow perhaps too quickly, and it was already Aurora's age-up!

Hanabi couldn't help snapping a quick photo for her simstagram. She had 500 followers!

But as the infant floated to the ground in a cloud sparkle, the moms got distracted by each other and their unbearable love.

Welcome to toddlerhood, Aurora! So cuuuuuuuuuuute arjhbfrkjhbdfkjhbd!!

You are going to be SO loved!

[progenyofw0e]

─── ⋆⋅Day 3 ⋅⋆ ──

a song that reminds you of summer

maybe its cheating since its literally summer themed but idc ❗ it slaps

[ihugmomo]

DAY 5

song that makes you wanna dance

We Love Sweets ~ HANABIE.

[rosecoloredmuses]

“Does this happen a lot?” (kokone/spicy for himari/custard)

“The frequency of these occurrences has decreased since I met Ichika-chan but it used to be common, yes,” Himari replied. “I tend to get… overzealous when the subject turns to sweets. Some people find my desire to teach them about science to be rather off-putting; Ichika was one of the first people willing to humor me when I went on one of my tangents and I will always be appreciative of that.”

[drawonescenet]

A little update on the last Hinata pic I drew.

I love Hinata's long hair, drawing her tying her hair back was a nice challenge for the pose, I hope you like it :) might do others following these hair theme. I might do one for Ino, Hanabi and Sakura.

As always thank you all for the likes, comments, rebloggs and support.

See you next post!

[carnyreborn]

Apparently, Himawari has begun rebelling against her dad, wearing tight and revealing outfits and mouthing off at him. But really, it was just a means to get her "Daddy" to take charge and remind her who she belonged to.

CW: Incest

Naruto kinda knew this was happening. How could he not? Himawari mentioned how she wanted some attention, how he hasn't been home too often, even if he has been busy with a ton of meetings as he has been dealing with a war almost breaking out.

However, what this means is that he needs to deal with Himawari acting in increasingly slutty and shameless manners. A skirt that is too short here, calling him a jerk-off loser there, catching her watching porn in the living room TV another time - incest porn, he came to later realize after chewing her out - all of that just growing. Hinata saw what was happening, and she just chuckled, too. "Oh, Hanabi had a similar phase, but my dad did not know how to handle it. Not sure how it got solved. Not sure if it did, given how often she joins us in our bedroom." His wife told him.

Naruto is older now, his daughter is already an adult, so if she wants to act as a whore, he decided, he'll treat her as a whore.

So one day when it was just the two of them and she mentions how her mom must not get any action from such a loser, he decided to finally correct her. Whipping his cock out usually shuts girls down, but it seems Himawari was peeking on him with her Byakugan because she just said that 'size is nothing old man, knowing how to use it is the big deal'.

She basically challenged him to fuck her. And Naruto Uzumaki never backs out of a challenge.

In less than an hour they were in his bed. Himawari with her slutty clothes half torn off her body, her whole shape pinned under him as he pounds away at her eager pussy. Gosh, she is so wet. Just his wife and Sakura have been this wet beforehand, and he knows they both adore him. And looking down, seeing how Himawari is acting, it's clear that this has been her plan the entire time.

[wickermayne]

2024 AO3 Review

Happy New Year!

I wrote a good amount in the year 2024, almost 100k words worth, so I thought I'd do a little review off all the things I wrote last year!

I wrote 6 individual oneshots in 2024...all smut 😅

Bitter Moon: a small oneshot where I was just messing around with a toxic/manipulative Naruto/Hinata dynamic.

An Acquired Taste: a naursaku/sasusaku cuck fic that was a sequel to a oneshot I wrote last year. Naruto teaching Sasuke hot to eat 😺.

Don't Want to Meet Your Daddy: Sometimes I get inspired by music and this is one of those cases! I was listening to Hey Ya! by OutKast. I find the narusakusasu dynamic full of potential angst and this was just a type of display for that.

Drunk in Love: The fluffiest smut I've ever written, and ode to NaruHina's love 🥰

Age is Just a Number: A rewrite of the very first Chicken Ramen chapter I wrote. Written for an anniversary of the Chloe's DILF thread.

Pleasure in his Palms: An adaptation of a doujin I read, just an excuse for some really 'hands on' smut 🤭

In addition to those oneshots, I wrote a collaborative one with BunnyHoodlum, Opal_Chan, and Sessakag that we did in a round robin style called In Naruto's Embrace. It was a lot of fun to write with them!

I also wrote a lot of drabbles over the year for my drabble series, 81 in fact! You can find them plus the rest from the previous year here.

I wrote two new series (though one is only one chapter so far 😅).

One was Hinata Hyuuga, the Housewife That Needed My Help! This is another fic that was based on a doujin I read. It's a modern AU where Naruto ends up working in the countryside where he meets the wife of a rich citizen there...and they need his 'help'. This was pretty challenging to adapt but a lot of fun at the same time, hopefully I can finish it for the upcoming year.

Dreams Money Can't Buy: Another fic based on a doujin lol, this one is an age gap modern au smut fic where Naruto basically uses tinder and matches with his best friends mother 🤭.

Another fic that I really want to finish for 2025, Lips, Tongue, Teeth I started in 2022 (omg) that's an oral fixation compilation series. All NaruHina, and the chapters I posted in 2024 were based on the prompts Mouthwash (I thought I was pretty creative with this one...and filthy too 😈), Pop, Suck, Gag, and Lick. Just 9 more prompts for 2025!

Any finally, last but not least, I wrote 17 chapters of Chicken Ramen for the Pervert's Soul, my compilation oneshot smut series of Naruto and different women. Some characters I used last year were Fem!Sasuke, Sarada, Hinata, Sakura, Ino, Hanabi, Hana, Fem!Shikamaru, Fem!Kakashi, and I did a few threesomes too, including Ino & Hinata and Shion & Hinata. If there is any fic that I'm desperate to finish in 2025, it's this one!

Thanks for everyone who read and supported last year, I hope I can keep delivering more fics and chapters for the upcoming year!

[hanabisays]

@blightsbite

Her mother has returned to her with Watanuki's help, but in the midst of their celebration, believing that the spirit was gone for good, they had been caught off guard. With Hanabi's and Watanuki's powers combined, it should have been enough to seal the spirit for good!

Hanabi doesn't understand. She doesn't understand how this spirit is still here. Where's Watanuki!? What did it do to him?

I should have told him. I should have had the time to tell him about this thing. I should have known that it wouldn't have been this easy. I was too careless. I should have been on my toes. Watanuki-san...I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

Hanabi. We have to act quickly. Hanabi. Saetbyeol!

OH SAETBYEOL! COME TO YOUR SENSES.

Hanabi's mother sternly scolds her in her mother tongue. And it's enough, the tone of voice, to pull Hanabi out and look at her mother. The concern, but stern look on her mother's face eases Hanabi's panic.

We'll get him. We'll make sure we save him, but we won't be able to do that if you're thinking about all the mistakes we've made. Hanabi. Focus. What are you going to do now?

Mom is right. I have to figure out what we have to do---WHAT I have to do.

Mother wasn't a fighter and Hanabi can only do so much against a spirit. If Watanaki was able to come and help them out then perhaps maybe....

A̸͕͈̮͛̃B̸̟͔́O̵̙͒̀͠U̸͎̙͖̚T̵̠͈̿͘ ̶̼͗͘Ṯ̵̿̈́̏Ö̸͈͔́̀̐ ̸̛̰͇Ą̶̔̽Ś̵̩̒K̴͈̈́͆ ̶̮͈̟̓͂F̸̡̆͛Ö̵̖͓͖́͌R̷͉͚͂ ̴͕̺̹́̎H̵̰̄Ȩ̸̺̺͂̄L̵͖͒P̵̛͚̰̰̈̕ ̸͔̔A̶̖̐Ĝ̵̪̣́͒A̵̛͉̹̝̅̃İ̴͈̟N̴͂͊̒͜?̶̪͈͕̄͝ ̶̙̃̍̑T̵̜͍̉̕H̶̙͗̕E̴̙͂̀̎Y̵̢̖̣̏͋͠ ̴̢̑W̸̯̜͐I̸͔̅͗̿L̴̝̺̠̓͘Ĺ̶̜̥̍̔ ̸͇͉̿̃F̷̗̜͔̄̄A̴̡̠͚̓͑L̸͕̻̥͑L̴̻͑͘ ̷̥͑̀U̸̠̚͜N̵̼̳̆̓̀D̴̪͋̚É̴̥̠R̴͕͈̿ ̷̹̹͗̈́͛T̷̡̼͒̋̈́Ḣ̷̠E̴̛̪̣̐͒ ̵̱̃̀̚S̷̛̱͉̺̎A̴͈̐̑͗M̴͔͗͒E̵̮͐̇͐ ̷̠̱̞̓̓F̴͙̍͗͜Ą̶̥͇̓̈́T̵̥̟͖͂̃̈E̵̪̤͉̋ ̸̗̫̂͌͝A̴̗̻̩͒͝S̸̭͗͝ ̵̛̥̔̾T̵̲̬̍̓̚H̴̳̩̮̆İ̸̱̟͝S̴̙̎̕͝ ̴͇̎͗̀Ơ̸̭͚̰̓͒Ṋ̴̬̞͛̆̕E̶̲̺͜͠.̵͚͈̞͌̌͠ ̵̠̠̍̋͗H̷̲̪͊Ę̶͔̖̍ ̵͈̰̔̎T̸͓̑A̵̢̭͋̈́Ŝ̶̢͕T̴͓͇̉̚E̶̢̖̬̽͝D̸̝̺̚ ̶̝͖̇̚͝S̵͚͝C̴̖̫̉̈́̕Ŗ̶͐̚U̸̙̞̇M̴̝̓P̶̡̟̄́͗͜T̸̬̠́̉I̵͖͒O̸͈̒̀̊Ȕ̶͇͖͛̇S̶̹̞̃̀.̶̥̘͊̽̕

Hanabi ignores it, and her mother is holding off the spirit when it lunges to attack once more.

If there is ANYONE that can take this spirit in a battle of offense, it would be...

Vanth. I don't know if you can hear me or find your way here, but I need help. Please. We're in danger.

[asteralley]

[sleepyselkiesims]

Part 61

The first thing Ella did when the family got home was make sure Bruno got some attention. She wasn't about to let her puppy get abandonment issues!

Speaking of... despite a full nights worth of reaffirming his love with his new husband, there was one last thing Andre wanted to make his life truly complete.

Hollie agreed without hesitation, so the two disappeared for just a little while...

Last time Andre had kids, it tore apart his marriage. But this time, it could only make the bond stronger! He'd always wanted a big family and lots of kids anyway.

...Ok, that's not what I expected to get stronger! Turns out babies are good pr for politicians?

The new beautiful baby boy got dropped off in Ellis' room first. Yep, the princess legacy challenge has welcomed it's second male generation!

Since the new baby was in his room, Ellis got to make his introduction to the boy first. He wasn't sure how to act, but the moment was so magical he almost forgot his awkwardness.

It helped that the baby loved Ellis on sight, and giggled and grinned for their entire interaction.

With Uncle Ellis properly introduced, the baby was promptly moved to his parents room, where Hollie wasted no time showering his baby boy with love.

Hollie was absolutely exhausted, but he wanted to hold on to his kid for as long as possible.

As he waited for his turn to meet the baby, Andre anxiously confided in his twin. He'd gotten so carried away, he hadn't asked his daughters if they were ok with having a new sibling! He couldn't believe he'd been so inconsiderate! What if they hated the new kid?

Well, they were about to find out! The baby babbles had already caught Ana's attention, and she was impatiently waiting for her turn.

It was love at first coo for Ana! She excitedly introduced herself, all her favorite hobbies, everything a new kid would need to know about the family-

It was not love at first conversation for the baby. He wailed and screeched while Ana frantically tried to shush him.

When Ana finally got the baby calmed down, Ella made her appearance! Her reaction seemed incredibly heartwarming, but uhh...

Ella was actually furious! How dare Andre and Hollie not ask her if it was ok to bring in a baby!

Ana sat her down to have a talk about it. The baby was there for keepsies! And Ana liked him, so Ella better get used to it!

The talk didn't help Ella's mood at all. Poor dear ended up crying herself to sleep in rage.

Not Ana, though! She couldn't leave the baby's side even for a moment! She was a one-kid entertainment act that could go all night.

Uncle Ellis had to step in to tuck her into bed, when the kiddo passed out instantly. Ellis even sang some lullabies to keep her asleep. After all, someone else still needed to meet the new baby...

With the house finally quiet, Andre finally got to hold his baby. He'd raised 3 kids, but this was the first time he'd ever gotten to hold a baby. Andre could scarcely breathe.

Andre was the only Queen in generations (or ever, depending on how you classify Snow) to be an ordinary sim, but his kids were all the magic he needed. With that in mind, it was about time to give this kid a name that wasn't "the baby" or "baby boy". Andre hadn't really given himself time to think up baby names, but an old childhood story came to mind.

Thus, with true love's kiss, baby Cinder got his name. Named after the extremely rare phoenix that had guarded his great-grandmother Hanabi.

Now uhhh.... which of the twin girls is going to have to give up their space for a baby room?

Ah, that's a problem for another day. And through all this and more, Strawberry rocks on.

[raitrolling]

A Perfect Fit

[Easy reading version on Toyhou.se]

The sewing room in the loft of Velour’s apartment had looked as if a tornado of silks and suit fabrics had torn through the place for the past perigee, but as the deadline of the Twelfth Perigee Ball approached it seemed as if some semblance of peace had finally returned to the studio. For starters, the cuspblood was finally able to see the floor and not have to carefully tiptoe over rolls of fabric or sewing patterns. Now each outfit stood proudly on his small platoon of dress-form mannequins, carefully adjusted to match the measurements of the troll destined to wear them.

There were still the finishing touches left for each outfit, but Velour was in the middle of taking a break from his projects, at the behest of his moirail of course. 

Jamie made sure to visit at least once a week to ensure he did not catch his moirail working himself to death, and conversations over text were far more frequent. Jikiro and Hanabi also dropped by on occasion, with the tanuki lusus making the trip through the ink portal on her own more than once to nap in front of his sewing machine, forcing Velour to wait for her to wake up before he continued his work. Even Viltau made the pilgrimage to his friend’s hive, cupcakes and sandwiches in hand, essentially inviting himself over for lunch. 

It was nice to be cared for, but Velour could tell no one believed him whenever he tried to assure them he was managing his schedule fine and did not need anyone to worry. Then again, after his little stunt last time, he supposes the frequent visits and distractions were the price he needed to pay for burning himself out and making his magic go haywire at the ball.

And he was careful this time, only using his magic sparsely for the outfits on display in his sewing room… Except for one.

The four commissioned pieces in the corner of the room were completely free of magic. Velour had taken minimal slots for bespoke outfits this time, opting for a system where his clients could submit draft ideas for the clothing designs and he would pick four that were both interesting yet not too challenging, and also were not clients he had made an outfit for the previous ball. He was upfront in his announcement that he wanted to give others a fair chance, as he had received feedback from his fans last time expressing their disappointment that they had missed out. He knew he couldn’t please everyone, but this was the best system he could think of.

What he did not expect, however, was the sheer amount of similar ideas that were submitted to him by his clients, given the theme of the ball. Halfway through the selection process, Velour had the realisation that he was essentially choosing between three different Aphrodite-inspired designs for one of those elusive four slots, and then ended up going back through every single submission to check his hunch. Sure enough, the vast majority were Greco-Roman inspired in some way, much to the kitsune troll’s surprise.

Regardless of the similar tastes of the finalists when it came to interpreting the theme of myth and majesty, Velour felt very proud of his four commissioned pieces. His Aphrodite was a pearlescent ballgown with a seashell-shaped bodice and strings of pearls hanging off the hips of the mannequin’s curved figure, accessorized with a matching pleated organza fabric shawl and a pale pink rose headpiece to be tucked behind the wearer’s ear. Next to it, a bold white suit decorated with golden epaulettes and Spartan armour-like flourishes, as well as patches of blood-red gems encrusting the fabric befitting of a design inspired by the war god Ares. 

The two designs may not have been submitted by trolls with any relation to each other, as far as Velour was aware, but the two mannequins positioned side by side struck the cuspblood as appearing like a lovely power couple for Ball King and Queen.

The final two commissioned outfits did not quite match in an aesthetic sense, but belonged to the same mythological grouping. A dark navy blue suit for Hera, leaning hard into the peacock motif with a flowing train of the bird’s feathers, and touches of brilliant blue and green patterns on the suit’s lapels and collar. A crown sat on top of the mannequin’s head, matching the depictions seen in the statues around the region the myth originated from. 

Finally, a dress for Persephone, decorated with bright spring flowers around the bodice that contrasted with the dark crown of thorns situated on the wearer’s head, the dress itself also layered in light-to-dark gradients that mirrored the goddess’ descent into the Underworld. Velour was rather proud of the pomegranate clutch he had designed to accompany the outfit as well.

All that was left was for him to wait for his order for the matching footwear to arrive, and then he would be able to have each clothing piece delivered to their waiting clients. He would miss seeing them in his studio, but being able to witness them in person when he attended the ball would be well worth all the trouble. 

Careful not to trip over the peacock feathers and the flowing shawl, Velour made his way over to the next set of mannequins. These were the designs he had made for his friends - all paid in full by them, of course, he could not afford to be that generous. Unlike the commissioned pieces, it was much easier for him to work closer with each outfit’s wearer to ensure they were perfectly tailored every step of the way. 

The boys from Aeon Racing were the most difficult to arrange for preliminary fittings and alterations, given that the racing season had ended only two weeks ago and their schedules were completely booked up until the last few nights. But once they were able to show up for a fitting, Velour could not help but gush over how handsome Sharle looked in his suit, themed after a dragonslaying knight. 

The pieces of silver armour gleamed under the lights of the studio, with the blueblood the suit was made for completely unaware that they were merely 3D-printed plastic pieces polished to imitate real steel, then enchanted with magical illusions to truly sell the look. Instead Sharle had remarked on how impressive it was that he armour was so lightweight, and he felt like it’d be really easy to move around in on the dancefloor - much to the delight of Jamie, who had been assisting Velour in the design for the armour pieces by sending him references of East Alternian anime and video game characters.

His moirail’s own outfit matched the falcon troll, opting to fashion himself as a prince whom the loyal knight would serve. Velour designed matching capes for the two trolls, however Jamie’s was solely for photoshoots. Whenever he needed to move around, the brilliant red cape could be unclipped from the suit’s epaulettes and stored in his modus. The suit similarly took inspiration from the princely characters in idol anime, with many touches of gold on cream-white fabric, silk gloves with a matching tie, and a tiny crown adorned with sapphires that would sit slightly askew on his fluffy head. Jamie designed his own crutches, and Velour designed a matching pair of glasses with golden chains and tiny hints of dragon scales on the frames.

Each time it was Jamie’s turn for a suit fitting, he would inevitably pull the cuspblood into a dance, claiming to be testing the maneuverability of the fabric. But, as delightful as an impromptu tango in the sewing room can be, Velour knew it was an unsubtle reminder to him that he needed to keep practicing his dancing in the lead-up to the ball. 

Viltau was a less energetic model, but a long-time and cooperative client who Velour always enjoyed working with. Much like Jamie’s royalty theme, the indigoblood had opted to lean more towards the majestic than the mythical. With a double-breasted suit stylised to resemble a military general’s uniform, long black boots with a surprisingly cute peet print pattern on the soles and silk gloves with faux mink cuffs, and a royal purple cape also fashioned with mink fur around the neckline, he too could be mistaken for another prince copying his best friend’s outfit if not for the fact that the arch of his crown was fashioned to resemble mouse ears. 

While Velour had been altering the pants once again to emphasise certain assets more to Viltau’s liking, the indigoblood would happily chat away about how the Mouse King from The Nutcracker perfectly marries the theme of the ball with the Twelfth Perigee season, while also being both a literary and theatrical classic. He had also requested for the fringes on the epaulettes, the ropes that fastened his cape in place, and the faux fur that accented each accessory was twisted and knotted in a way that evoked the image of a Rat King - he had become rather enamoured with the imagery and symbolism of rodents as of recent, he said with a smile on his face that hinted he was referring to something a beloved friend had told him. 

Jikiro, on the other hand, had opted to approach Tuuya to design his outfit this time around, as he did not want to pile even more work onto his adopted brother. Velour hadn’t minded and knew that the jade matron was equally as skilled seamstress as he was so they could be trusted with making a fine suit for Jikiro, but he couldn’t help but feel… A little disappointed, just briefly, that he couldn’t make an outfit for someone who meant so much to him. He didn’t blame Jikiro for being considerate of his workload, and the sea of fabric around him was proof that he had been under the pump for two very long perigees, so all he could do was try to not think about it.

Fortunately, he had one final secret project he could focus on instead, one he was able to ask the tanuki troll for his assistance with. And the outfit that now stood in front of him was the one he felt was his greatest accomplishment as a mage and a tailor.

The cloak resting on the mannequin’s shoulders appeared rather unassuming at first, especially in comparison to the more elaborate pieces within the studio. A long piece of black cloth that would finish at about knee length on its wearer, fashioned with a simple collar and a couple golden buttons for a splash of colour. The ends were trimmed with a cerulean accent, decorated with a recurring pattern of pictographs. But the real star of the show was the cloak’s inner lining, a shimmering gradient of cerulean to a deep royal blue, accented with more elaborate patterns and three very distinct glyphs in golden thread.

Velour had researched into different languages he could use when designing the garment for his linguist friend, and settled on Toki Pona. It was a constructed language that consisted of less than a hundred and fifty words, all with their own unique pictograph that was clear and easy to understand. The three main glyphs had been embroidered with thread enchanted by Jikiro, magical energy woven into the fibres that allowed for long-lasting spells to embed into the garment.

Seli, the word meaning heat, inscribed on the left side of the cloak that activated a warmth spell when touched. Lete, the word meaning cold, inscribed on the right side and would instead cool the fabric and its wearer when activated. And as for the centre glyph, len - the word for clothing but also cover…

Velour eased the cloak off the mannequin and draped it over his shoulders, spinning around to face the full-body mirror and watch the lightweight fabric swish around him.

Except in the mirror, he had no reflection - Or, to be more accurate, he was cloaked in an illusion that made it extremely difficult for anyone to perceive the cloak’s wearer. 

It was one of the most complex spells he had successfully pulled off so far, and it was all for Hazard.

Maybe it was just because he was another quiet and shy man with curly hair and a snake lusus, just as Jamie had teased him about in the past, but Velour knew that he absolutely could not ruin this friendship the same way he had hurt his other dearest friend in the past. And, with this cloak - along with one he was planning on making for himself - they could go out to places together without the prying eyes of others, scrutinising the celebrity and his company, making the two trolls the centre of attention whether they wanted it or not. Every night, he had been pouring his magical energy into the centre glyph, strengthening the spell that removes the presence of its wearer, while also adjusting the power of the temperature controlling glyphs to ensure maximum comfort for his friend. 

Velour spun around cheerfully in the cloak again as he thought about delivering the gift before the ball.

How he could explain to Hazard all the work he’d done researching the language. He wondered if he would be able to instantly recognise the words on the trim. Toki Pona’s alphabet was so limited that he had to get creative with trying to incorporate Hazard’s favourite things into the design: Combining the symbols for ‘long’ and ‘lizard’ to refer to snakes, and the pictographs for ‘see’ and ‘word’ had been combined as there was no word for reading or books. Imagine that! A written language without two very important words! 

And, oh! He could even suggest that Hazard brings it to the ball, in case he needs to covertly leave to get some fresh air or it gets either too stuffy outdoors or too cold outside! Then it’ll be even more useful! 

The kitsune troll grinned to himself, flopping onto the chaise lounge tucked in the opposite corner of the studio and wrapping the cloak around himself like a blanket. He then activated the warmth glyph, snuggling into his friend’s present. Another selling point for the garment, that’s for sure.

Just as he was getting comfortable, he caught a glimpse of his final work in progress - the long feathered shawl of his own outfit for the ball. Resembling a heron’s wings, the theme he had chosen was of an East Alternian myth about a crane who was saved from hunters by a man, and repays his kindness by weaving beautiful silk clothing for him to sell at the market, disguising itself as a woman so to hide its true identity. 

Unlike the crane, Velour had no intention of flying away after delivering his gift. But… Maybe it wouldn’t hurt if he took a longer nap before returning to his work.

[tanalogyosc]

Baozhu

Baozhu means Firecracker in Chinese, this was a very old concept art for a firecracker because it was a challenge in a discord camp to make an opposite of the current characters

At the time, I was using Hanabi (firework) as my character

Her concept got reused for paper lantern

[martialartslover7]

Here, as I promised, to keep you all excited for the final chapter of "The Hero, The Blind & The Martyr" story, here is another NaruHina story project of mine, except now, this takes place BEFORE Shippuden.

This is my attempt at writing a whole freaking saga about the Hyuga clan, before Naruto would head off to train with Jiraiya. And yes, I am aware, these conflicts may have gotten resolved in the canon story, but, you know what the biggest issue here is? It was all done off-screen, like, no on-screen conflict solving, no scenes of the Hyuga elders being challenged by either Neji or Hinata, or this conflict with Hanabi being resolved, nothing. None of it ended up making the cut, either in the manga, or the anime.

And sure, you can say, "read the databooks" or, "read the Retsuden manga" or whatever, but the question is, why should I? The Hyuga clan isn't non-canon, they are part of the main storyline, Hinata is ending up with Naruto, and you mean to tell me, they were never deserving of the courtesy of getting more screentime to have these problems resolved, ON-SCREEN? Fuck no. I don't roll like that. I am more of a man with the saying:

Show, don't tell.

I don't want to read this as a "mention on the side", to me, this is just disrespectful towards both Neji and Hinata as standalone characters, who never had the privilege of getting their own baggage solved, with Naruto's assistance.

On that note, have some dorky Naruto and Neji bromance, as they both ended up having the exact same coherent thought: Hinata's well-being above all.

Enjoy.

All characters belong to Kishimoto

P.S.: Tsunade drank coffee... mixed with vodka, mind you. Yup.

[a1k0-futa]

"You're so beautiful."

Kagura blushed. Hayabusa approached and kissed Kagura's soft, pink lips. Both of them had been waiting a long time to do this. Butterflies flew in Kagura's stomach. She couldn't believed that she had kissed her childhood sweetheart. The couple sat on the rooftop, leaning against each other, watching the fireworks. They enjoyed each other's presence and company. They weren't aware of the girl watching them.

Hanabi held back the tears that were about to flow. She ran away from them. What did Kagura have that she didn't? Did men prefer beautiful girls rather than strong? Didn't Hayabusa know she liked her? How could they do that to her?! She felt very jealous and betrayed. But there was nothing she could do. She had lost Hayabusa.

She rushed to the clearing. Maybe training could distract her. First she ran, ran and ran. Then she began to throw her kunai at the target. She imagined the target to be Kagura and became even more aggressive. She started crying. Hanabi didn't want to cry. She wiped away her tears angrily.

She threw the kunais to the ground and attacked the target with punches and kicks. She paused, feeling that someone was watching her, but no one was around and the feeling soon passed. She continued as she didn’t care. Hours later, she was exh austed. She threw himself on the ground and closed her eyes. Soon after, she fell asleep.

Hanzo had been watching the girl for hours. He was training when  he heard someone approaching and hid it. He didn’t expect Hanabi. Wasn’t she supposed to watch the fireworks with Hayabusa? He didn’t know why, but he started to watch her. How she ran, trained, punched aggressively...

She started crying when her kunai didn’t hit the target. He knew it wasn’t because of failure, but he didn’t know the reason for her explosion. To a moment’s surprise, Hanzo came out of his hiding place a little and looked at  the girl’s face attentively. Hanabi began to look around as if she sensed him. He cowered well into his hiding place and waited in silence. If he was caught, he would not be able to explain the situation. Hanabi went back to venting her anger without caring much.

The girl’s movements were becoming weaker and more incoherent. A while ago, she started hitting just for the sake of hitting. How Hanzo wanted to challenge her, fight her... But he couldn’t do that today. But one day he’ll do it. When Hanabi fell asleep, he left a bottle next to her and left. She’s gonna need water, he thought. When Hanabi woke up, she stared at the bottle for a while and then left it there. She would not drink water of unknown origin. She wasn’t that stupid.

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After that day Hanzo came to watch her every day. He spent his afternoons and evenings training, then hid when heard the sound of footsteps. Hanabi started to vent after 3 days.

"Why do you love her? Am i that ugly?! Why men prefer pretty girls..?  WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?!"

Sometimes she would yell sometimes she would cry. At the end of the day she usually fell asleep. Hanzo always left a bottle next to her. Hanabi never drank from those bottles. Despite her emotionality and instability, Hanzo was impressed by her ability to keep her guard up and not making stupid decisions. He was impressed by her.

After sometime Hanabi realized somebody was watching her. She waited for creep to attack but it never happened. She wondered why? Why it wasn't harming her? Was it taking note of her weaknesses? Was it the person who left the bottles? Was it a person? She had so many unanswered questions.

Hanabi didn't come every day. Hanzo wondered why but he had no way to find the reason. Even if she didn't show up, he continued to wait and train. He couldn't understand why her absence bothered him. He couldn't understand why he was waiting for Hanabi every day. He left small items so the girl would notice them. He didn't know why he did it. Maybe he wanted to be seen.

Hanzo's determination to not attack her last months. He had watched and studied her nearly every single day. He knew how and where she attack. He decided not to leave when she came. Hanzo knew that Hanabi would attack him if she saw him. And that was what he wanted.

Hanabi saw a shadowy figure. She realised it was Hanzo. After a quick plan she attacked him. Just as expected. He dodged Hanabi's attack and kick her on the stomach. They started to fight. Hanabi soon realized that he wasn't trying to kill her. It was like a play to him. She got angry. How could he underestimate her?!

Her anger amused Hanzo. He wanted to see her angry side, competitive side. After some time he beated her. Hanabi waited for her death angrily. She was mad at herself for attacking him. Even though she knew she wouldn't defeat Hanzo, she attacked her. It was silly of her.

Her end never came. Hanzo stood back and began to point out her mistakes. Hanabi was shocked, her eyes were wide. What the fuck was he talking about? Why didn't he kill her?

"... Your position made it easier for your balance to be disrupted. Your left foot is too far forward-"

"Excuse me but what the fuck? Why did you not kill me?"

"You have the potential to be my opponent with whom I can fight with my full power. It would be a shame to kill you now. " He smirked. "It's more fun to kill when you're strong" He didn't know the exact reason.

Hanabi was pissed but kinda surprised when Hanzo mentioned her potential. How long had he been watching her? Her guess was months.

"You're gonna help me without demanding anything? To your enemy? Forgive me for not believing."

"I wasn't expecting you to believe me."

They stood there silently for a moment. Then Hanabi punched Hanzo. From that day they fight train every day. It was entertaining for both of them, even though they wouldn't admit. Hanabi felt relaxed when she was with him. She got used to Hanzo's company even though she knew it wasn't right. Hanzo felt warmth whenever he looked at her. He didn't know that feeling but soon he was gonna learn it.

After 2-3 weeks, Hanabi brought food, bandages and drinks for both of them. At first they were waiting on the side because she was hesitant to give them. She gave food to Hayabusa and Kagura so that it wouldn't go waste as it was too much for her to eat alone. And that way she could show that she supported their relationship, even if she didn't.

Hanzo wondered what was in the bag she brought every single day. Soon he learned. The tip of hi ears turned slightly red when Hanabi shyly held out an onigiri. It felt like a date. Hanzo felt like he was going crazy. He couldn't stop staring at Hanabi's bright red lips and blue eyes.

He wanted to kiss her. He wanted her to only look at him. What did Hayabusa have that he didn't? He was strong, fast, and a good ninja. Was it his ugly, scary face? Was it the fact that they were enemies? He felt jealousy that once Hanabi felt.

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After a long day, Hanabi felt tired in her bones. Still, she felt like she needed to go to Hanzo. She didn't wanna lose their companionship friendship. Hanzo must have felt her tiredness as he continued to sit quietly. Hanabi didn't know why but felt an urge to put her head on his lap and she did.

Hanzo didn't move for a moment but slowly put his head on Hanabi's head. She smiled slightly and fell asleep. At that moment, Hanzo realized how much he wanted to protect the girl on his lap. He liked her, he accepted it. He played with her hair timidly. There would be no other opportunity to touch her long, soft hair. She smiled softly like she felt his hair. Hanzo knew he would never let his Scarlet Flower go. He wanted her even if it wasn't right.

English isn't my first language so don't mind mistakes please. And it is my first fic. Enjoy