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khunwriting · 22 days ago

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Hello :) I have an Angst/ Comfort writing prompt for the leech twins (if you want, if not, feel free to ignore) (separate please, but Floyd is my personal favorite) with a smaller, very “aware of their surroundings” Fem!Reader (or Gen!Neutral Reader). ((I wanna play into their mafia allegations 🤣)) She has her head on a swivel and it’s usually unconscious from growing up in a shady neighborhood in her world. Can’t sneak up on her. The twins have tried.

Reader has gotten close to the Octavinelle Trio and spends most of her time around them. Enjoying their company and exchanging street smart knowledge with them.

One day, reader and the twins go out on the town together to run some errands for monstro lounge. While out, they stop for lunch at a café.

Out of the corner of Reader’s eye, she sees a familiar glint from the other side of a window and is shouting at the twins to get down! Grabbing them and instinctively covering their heads with her body as the glass explodes. They tumble to the floor for cover as chaos ensues.

Then the twins smell a smell they’re all too familiar with. Blood.

Reader goes limp while still protecting the twins heads, loosing consciousness from the pain. Her back horribly shredded.

The twins work to get their dear friend to safety, and then they go hunting. Turns out the attacker was an enemy of their father.

My questions;

How would the twins punish their attacker?

How would they react to realizing this paranoid little minnow saved them, and maybe realizing their own feelings for reader and it being put into perspective because she got hurt actively saving them from likely a fatal blow?

How would the twins help her heal & would they get possessive/overly protective till either she was healed and they calmed down… if the twins ever did calm down?

[Request: Protector]

Pairing: Floyd Leech x Reader; Jade Leech x Reader (separate)

Notes: Sorry that this took a while! Work has been taking a lot out of me recently, but I finally completed this. :) This was a fun concept, so thank you for sending in a request! I really hope that you enjoy it!

You were a curious little thing. Not only do you not have magic but you’re the only girl attending NRC, a prominent all-boys academy that excelled in magical education. By all means, you were not supposed to be there; in fact, your very presence in Twisted Wonderland was an anomaly. You weren’t born and raised here, no, you came from an entirely different world with no beasts, magic, or merfolk. A completely unassuming place that sounded rather plain in comparison.

Yet everything about you was not.

While at first glance, you seemed to rather be a jumpy little krill. Your head was constantly swiveling about, always checking over your shoulders and surroundings. One would assume you were looking for someone, but it occurred even in the comfort of your friends. With a bright grin or chuckle, your head would turn with a quick peek over your shoulder and return to the conversation like nothing happened. An odd habit for sure, but you were an odd person in general.

And the peculiar always piqued Leech brothers’ interest.

It was interesting, watching you from afar. You were fast on your feet, and the times where you found yourself in a fight—which funnily seemed like every other day—your tiny form would evade magic spells and punches quickly and easily. The way you acted was like a cute, little barrelfish, and the brothers wanted a chance to see it all up close.

And once exams ended and the field of anemones grew plentiful, the twins were pleased to find you stumbling into the Mostro Lounge. The opportunity landed right in front of the greedy eels and they would be fools to not take advantage of it. Granted, the whole situation ended with you temporarily losing your Ramshackle Dorm and Azul to overblot, but it all worked out in their favor because now you approached them!

Perhaps the traumatic experience made you bond with them because you voluntarily seeked the Octavinelle trio out of your own accord. And if watching you from afar was interesting, having you within reach was abundantly more fascinating.

The three had learned about your life back in your other world, and all your unusual habits became more clear: The swivel of your head was to constantly check around your surroundings, in case someone was prowling in the shadows—which was why the twins always failed to sneak up on you. You were quick because you had to be. It was unfortunate how dire your life was prior, but the tidbits of knowledge you shared with them was…Informative, to put it simply.

And maybe that’s why they were quite content to have you join their little trio. Whether it was walking together in between classes or even keeping them company during the slower nights at Mostro Lounge, they welcomed you with open arms.

So, when Azul needed the eels to gather ingredients in the village for the Mostro Lounge, the Leeches were quick to ask for your presence. Despite the rumors of how cold and callous the student body deemed the eels, you had wormed your way into their hearts. It was safe to say they had become fond of you, whether they anticipated it or not.

The twins were rather eager to spend time with you by window shopping or chatting about the fun things you learned back in your world. You were just so fascinating, and maybe that’s why they were rather pushy on going to that little cafe on the corner for lunch. It was a chance to prolong their time with you.

The tall mers couldn’t help but share a smug look between each other as the host had sat the three of you next to the window. As the host left the table, the three of you started eyeing the menus.

“Man, they sure got a lot here,” Floyd whistled lowly with an arc of his brow. His dual-colored hues flitted across the pages as his tongue peeked from between his sharp rows of teeth. “What’re you guys gonna get?”

“I’m in the mood for something savory myself. Perhaps a caprese panini with a white tea,” Jade answered shortly afterwards, settling on his meal rather quickly. He placed down his menu to look across the table with a fond smile. “What about you, prefect?”

“I don’t know…” You trailed off with a small sigh. Your lips pursed at the rows of fancy lettering and prettily plated pictures of the food. “They all look good,”

“Ooohhh, can I choose for ya, minnow?” Floyd perked up with a hopeful gleam in his eyes. When you nodded, the eel-mer let out a delighted cackle and sat up straighter. Floyd’s expression shifted into something more focused, eliciting some laughter from both you and his twin. “Let’s see…”

Floyd began mumbling to himself as his fingers drifted across the page. Jade leaned over to point at a few items, but the taller mer slapped his brother’s hand away with an irritated ‘I’m choosing! Not you!’ Of course, that only made Jade more eager to push Floyd’s buttons.

With an amused huff, you just put down your menu and started to swivel your head around, to which the twins paid no attention to it. When your head craned to peer outside of the window, you suddenly stiffened up with wide eyes. Noticing the odd action, the twins stopped their banter and eyed you worryingly.

“Is something—?” Jade never got to finish his question as you suddenly lunged across the table, reaching for both him and his brother. “Get down!”

You moved faster than they could comprehend. Your arms quickly wrapped around their heads protectively and yanked them both down to the floor as a loud bang filled the once-gentle air. More bangs followed shortly afterwards, mingling with the screams ringing out in the cafe and on the street as the window’s glass shattered.

Rain consisting of shards poured down on the three of you as you all sprawled out the tiled floor with a harsh smack. The falling glass became embedded into soft flesh, causing the cuts to bubble red and left a coppery scent in the air.

Laying beside each other, the twins’ minds were jumbled, unable to process what just happened. The weight of your body spread between the two of them, and your shielding arms still coiled around them with a slight tremor. From where the two laid, they could see the slight smile on your face as your gaze flickered between them with relief.

“L-Lil minnow?” Floyd stumbled over his words as he watched your eyelids fall shut and your body went slack. His hand reached out to press against your back, but he immediately stopped upon feeling a wet and sticky liquid coat his hand. Floyd’s hand drew back and both brothers took a sharp inhale at the crimson coating his palm.

“We need to go now!” Jade spoke urgently, unable to hide the concern lacing his tone. In spite of the bangs and yelling still ringing in the air, the two carefully cradled your body between them and shuffled across the floor towards the back of the cafe. Exiting the backdoor, the brothers found themselves in an alleyway. Careful not to be seen, they peered around the corner.

There, in front of the once quaint cafe, were several sleek cars and even more men, donned in fancy looking suits with firearms in their grasp. Slowly, the shooting stopped and left the air with an uncomfortable silence after such a barrage. One of the men gestured to the cafe, and many of the suited men began to make their way towards the building.

“Jade…” Floyd breathed out, tightening his grip on you with a grim expression. From his side, Jade’s face mirrored the same bleak frown.

"I know, but our priority is her," Both casted one meaningful glance at your unconscious form before turning around and sprinted back towards NRC. It's not till you're safe in the nurse's office do they begin their hunt.

Floyd Leech

Floyd knew he liked you far before this incident happened, but knowing that you actively protected him and his beloved brother’s lives has increased his feelings by tenfold. That is not something to take lightly, and he will be forward with his intentions with you going forward.

After finding out the attacker was his father’s enemy, Floyd becomes enraged and wants to deal with them immediately. However, since it’s such a delicate matter, he becomes antsy when told to wait until his father figures out what to do.

In the meantime, he settles for watching over you in the nurse’s office. He’s not good at first aid, so don’t expect much help in that department. However, Floyd will be happy to grab you anything you need. Snacks? Games? One of those hedgehogs they keep at Heartslabyul? Whatever you wish for, you will get.

Despite the anger swelling inside of him, he’s so gentle with you. He’s carefully brushing strands of hair out of your face, ghosting his fingers against your cheeks, and holding your hand like you’re going to disappear on him.

“I’m gonna get them real good for ya, lil minnow. I promise, so just focus on getting better, ‘kay?”

Upon getting the go ahead from his father, Floyd lets Azul take care of you in the meantime. Unlike the land above, the sea is far more unkind. With Jade at his side, Floyd goes all in. There are no limits and anything goes. He’ll sink his fangs and claws into flesh until the anger in him is soothed.

When he comes back to you, Floyd is all bloody smiles. If you ask, he’ll happily tell you everything he’s done in great detail. He’ll even bring back scales and/or teeth as trophies for you and will also use this as his way of courting you.

Once you are discharged and back on your feet, expect a very protective and clingy eel to accompany you everywhere. Even when it comes to your friends, Floyd will be a lingering presence. He’ll start adopting your habit of looking over your shoulder, and he will always be on lookout whenever you decide to leave the campus for whatever reason

It’ll take time, but he will eventually calm down. Despite taking out the people that hurt you, Floyd is still aware that there are more enemies out there. He knows that you’re already involved with him, so he might as well be by your side to ensure your safety.

“I like you so much, even way before all that stuff happened. I know you can take care of yourself, but you’re my minnow. No matter what, I got your back,”

Jade Leech

Jade was always intrigued by your actions and thoughts, but he thought that was it: Fascination. So when you put your life on the line for him and his beloved brother, it dawns on him how much he truly adores you.

Upon finding out that the attack was due to his father’s adversaries, Jade is livid. He’s already beyond angry that they would go out of their way to go after him and his brother, but his rage deepens now that you become entangled in their family business. But Jade is a patient eel, and when told to wait by his father, he bides his time.

In the meantime, Jade will visit you in the nurse’s office and wait on you on hand and foot. He’s no medic, but he’s handled his fair share of cleaning scrapes and dressing injuries—Mostly due to Floyd getting into his own mishaps. Any minor cuts from the glass he can tend to, but he’ll leave the gashes on your back to the professionals.

Jade will take care of you tenderly and sweetly, whether it's fluffing your pillow or grabbing you water when you appear parched. He is constantly watching and adjusting his actions based on your reactions. And once he deems it alright, he’ll rest his hand on your arm with a remorseful frown and dim hues.

“I apologize for dragging you into this matter…You have my word that we will get them. Even if they try to hide in the deepest depths, they will not get away,”

Once his father gets back to them, Jade entrusts Azul to care for you, though he will be slightly reluctant to leave. However, his anger is quick to return and there is no holding back. With Floyd at his side, Jade will use whatever underhanded tactics necessary until he deems there is retribution worthy of the wounds that litter your back.

It is only when the threat is eliminated that Jade will take a step back and reflect on his relationship with you—more importantly, if he wants to be involved with you any further. Though he does carry strong feelings for you, the fear of you getting injured again looms over him. He does not want to see you bedridden and hurt because of him.

When he returns, there is a noticeable distant tone and placid smile that he will carry. After you return to full health, Jade will slip away and do his best to keep you at arm’s length. You will have to be the one to approach and assure him, and it will take a lot of effort on your part (and possibly your confession) for him to stick with you once more.

Jade may appear calm and normal again, but the memories will never go away. He’ll grow more possessive and protective of you, especially when you two are out of campus. He’s hyper aware of his surroundings and double-checking shadows more often. Knowing that his family has more enemies out there, Jade will do his best to make sure you are never hurt under his watch ever again.

“I adore you incredibly so, pearl. I…I don’t want a repeat of that day. I cannot afford to lose you, so do me a favor and stick by my side, if only to soothe my anxiety, dear,”

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animeyanderelover · 1 year ago

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Hello⭐️Can I request Hashirama,Tobirama,Madara,Itachi,Sasuke,Tsunade,Neji and shisui with a darling who falls in love with them first and tries to pursue a relationship?Thank you 🍉

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional mindset, clinginess, stalking, manipulation, threats, abduction

Tags: @shumidehiro @swagenemyartisan

Darling falls in love first

Madara Uchiha

🌑By no means are you an idealist who believes that love conquers all. You know that you are only one of many people who has fallen in love with Madara and a tiny part of you is almost embarrassed about it as at this point it is a common experience to have for many people, including now you. On the other hand how could one not fall for the head of the Uchiha Clan? Madara is strong, stubborn, prideful and oozes such charisma and confidence that dominates every conversation and interaction he is part of. It is precisely because of his position and reputation that you aren't going to daydream. You are only a plain ninja in comparison to him and you are very well aware that arranged marriage is a common tradition in the Uchiha Clan to determine an ideal bride for Madara. You are still young though, still want to chase after your dreams so even if you predict that all of your effort will be ultimately futile, you decide to give it your best simply so that you can have a proper closure with your feelings if it should ever be announced that he is engaged to some bride the elder of the clan have picked for him. You want to be someone who always tries their best after all.

🌑You do not fling yourself at him like some other people do as this is beneath your dignity and you know very well how little the warrior thinks of such people. You attempt to be as subtle as possible about it and remain professional in times where you are summoned as a Jonin of Konohagakure. Despite your best attempts to be as nonchalant about your feelings as possible, you should have expected of Madara to see beneath your facade. He has seen the way you constantly glance at him, notices how you silently get flustered when he gets close to you. Pretty soon you are convinced that he is silently tormenting you on purpose as he always seems to step that tiny bit closer to you, dark eyes observing how you struggle to hold your composure with an amused twinkle in his eyes. It is you who then decides to confront him about it and when he simply states that he is aware of your feelings, you see no reason to deny it and instead admit that he is right. You see the need to clarify that you won't let your feelings get in the way of your profession nor your judgement. He states merely that he hopes that you can keep your promise as he has no intention to work with someone who chases daydreams.

🌑Luckily you can prove that you are more than just your words as you never neglect your own duties and training despite your feelings for him. You still remain loyal to your own morales and your own belief to the point where you have even questioned his way of doing things on some missions and as displeased as he is outwardly as he is the leader of the team, on the inside he is almost delighted that you have the courage to speak up to him like this. Madara actually enjoys your presence which is why he allows you to hang around him, something you haven't done before out of respect as well as fear to gain his ire. You are somewhat flustered when it's just the two of you, although he seems to have a thing to rile you up by criticising your taijutsu or your combat skills for the flaws he noticed during battle. You have the drive though which is why he offers to train you himself, fully aware how this may affect you. You see yourself challenged though and accept, ignore your beating heart whenever your body gets awfully close to his during training. You always deny it though and more than once has he started laughing when seeing your flustered and pouty face. You really are something.

🌑Your feelings for him only boost his ego and feed his pride until it turns into arrogance as soon as his own feelings start to develop for you. You have spunk and do not hesitate to speak your mind even to him and he admires your drive to work hard and to always do your best. As he is already aware of your own feelings, he does not hesitate even a bit as he instead approaches you one day and admits to you that he has fallen in love with you too. Initially you do not believe him as you know that he has always enjoyed to test your willpower. Just as you are about to rant at him though, he suddenly pulls you against his chest and in the next moment you feel his lips smashing against you in a passionate and possessive kiss that has your mind short circuiting. When he pulls away, not appearing nearly as dazed as you do, he declares to you with a cocky grin on his face that he won't let anyone else have you now that he has his eyes on you. He isn't even trying to hide his feelings and intentions either as he gets quite handsy with you even in public and everyone who he catches getting too close to you receives a dark glare from him, more than enough to frighten a grown man.

🌑Madara does try to see with how much he can get away before you start protesting and standing up for yourself or other people he intimidates. He is feeling quite secure in either case though as he not only holds incredible power but can also gloat about the fact that the only man in your heart is him. Still, his possessive attributes run deep so he soon approaches the eldest of the clan to inform them that he has found someone he plans to marry and to make his spouse with a confident grin that tells the older member of his clan that he has made his mind already up. It isn't quite pleasant to you to get dragged into the traditions of his clan as things move a tad bit too fast for your taste but at that point it is already too late. Both of you get engaged and news spread quickly until everyone knows about it. No one would even dare to act on any silly thoughts and even you find yourself trapped now by his side. You are beyond the point of doubting your decision now though. Isn't this what you wanted? To be only his? Even if your feelings were to change now, it is already far too late. You are already his and if you believe that he would let you go, you are sorely mistaken.

Hashirama Senju

🌳No one can exactly blame you for your growing feelings of the Hokage but you are also all too aware that you are one of many in line. Hashirama is very popular in the village. Not only because of his reputation as a Shinobi god and as the first Hokage of the Leaf Village but also because of his kindness that draws people towards him. He’s attentive, loving, good with children and there is such a warmth in his gaze that it is not hard to fall for his charm. You can count yourself as quite lucky though because you just happen to be someone who works closely with the Hokage and are often responsible to deliver him paperwork or to keep him informed of any important development. It is quite naive of you yet you can't help but relish in this as you know that you get to see Hashirama quite often and even witness moods and moments of his that not everyone can witness. You cherish those moments a lot, hold every grateful smile he gives you close to your heart. You are no romantic at heart though even despite your growing feelings. The reality of who he is always greets you every time when you open the door leading to the office after all. You know that you aren't what his clan desires in a partner.

🌳Ultimately you decide to not admit your feelings for him right away as you are a close witness to all of the responsibilities he has to fulfill every day. Instead you settle for now to silently support him to the best of your abilities, although you haven't given up on your feelings just yet. You dedicate yourself to every task you are given and work hard and tirelessly all to reduce to burden of work resting on his shoulders. Your hard work does not go unnoticed as Hashirama approaches you very soon. He appreciates everything you are doing for him but he also expresses his concern for you as he wouldn't want you to push yourself too hard for his sake. Even if it is a kindness that he gives to everyone and this doesn't make you anything special, you can't help but feel your heart fluttering when you notice the warm gaze in his eyes. His praise does fuel you to be even more diligent with your work from that day on all with the silent craving in mind to hear him say it again to you. Your feelings give you such a boost that you indeed end up neglecting some of your own needs in favor of focusing on your missions and as soon as Hashirama hears about it, he seeks you out again.

🌳This time there is disappointment held within his gaze though as he is upset that you have been neglecting your own sleep in favor of finishing more work than you are supposed to do. The disappointment in his eyes floods you with shame and you can almost feel the tears in your eyes when he asks you why you have been pushing yourself so hard lately. You don't know how to answer that question to him yet you don't need too. Hashirama, even if he can act like a ditzy idiot at times, is quite sensitive to the feelings of people around him. You can only bite your wobbly lips in shame when he questions you if you have fallen in love with you before everything just bursts out of you and you confess your feelings to him. There is no judgement in his gaze as he listens to you. He leaves you the choice whether you want to continue working with him or not up to you, considerate of what you think is best for you. You insist on staying though, stubborn to the bitter end. You know that there may be no chance that your dreams will ever come true but you would like to stay true to your feelings for him and support him. The Hokage accepts your decision, even admires you for your resolve.

🌳Things continue as they have always been for a while, although now Hashirama is cognisant of your affection for him. You treat him with kindness and affection and he has always been treating you with kindness too, although this is a kindness that is not only reserved for you. Until that changes one day. His presence is suddenly much more present in your daily life as you notice. He constantly asks for you to visit him in his office yet never because he has something to do for you and instead only because he has been missing you. Time that should be spend being productive is instead spend asking you how you are doing and if there has been anything that has been stressing you recently. Dark eyes always gaze at your face with a warm glow that you haven't noticed there before, a dreamy look on his face as he listens how you recount what you have been doing since the last time you saw him. You have known about his affinity to be touchy with people around him for a long time yet you can't help but notice that he has done so especially much so with you. His hands find themselves always covering your own when he talks to you and he even has drawn you a few times in a tight embrace.

🌳His feelings are as obvious as clouds in the sky on a clear day and his clan finds out soon. It's not like Hashirama has tried to keep anything from them as he instead finds himself singing praises about you wherever he goes. Delusional as he is, your own feelings for him only fuel his infatuation with you even more. In retrospect he just now realises that you must have sensed the undeniable connection that you two have long before he has. You must have been so hurt due to his own lack of awareness and he feels the guilt stabbing his heart when he recalls the disheartened look on your face you couldn't hide at times. Unable to hide any of his feelings for you, he rambles to you about all of his thoughts and feelings, even going as far as apologising for making you suffer that long. From there on, things happen quite fast though. Hashirama arranges things with his clan, helplessly in love with you as he announces his decision to marry you. It may come as a shock to you as both of you haven't even been officially a thing yet he sees no reason to hesitate or wait any longer now that both of you feel the same. He has deprived you of his love for far too long and now he will drown you in it.

Tobirama Senju

🌊Tobirama enjoys a lot of popularity within the village as well, although he finds himself silently despairing over it at times. His focus has always been on work and as the perfectionist he is, he has always poured all of his attention into it. In that regard both of you are similar and perhaps it is one of the reasons why you find yourself attracted to him. Obviously you are aware of all the brides his clan suggests to him just as much as all of the love letters he gets from citizens all over the village. It is at least somewhat amusing whenever you drop an entire bundle of such letters on his desk and he glances at them with that silently lamenting look in his red eyes as he gets spammed with such confessions almost everyday. You know best that you are not the only one who harbors romantic feelings for the younger Senju brother but you feel less inclined to win him over by writing letter after letter as you know quite well that the sight of such letters elicits silent dread within him by now. After all you are a hardworking individul yourself and do not have as much time to daydream with the important missions you are assigned to but you are quite driven by your determination.

🌊Tobirama and you have known each other for quite some time now, considering that he chose you to work closely with him as he recognised your skills and your clever mind, talents you are quite aware of. You have confidence in yourself and now that even a potential rejection would be something that you would eventually be able to accept. You'd hate it much more to not pursue something that you want which is why you don't even bother to hide your intention from him, although you don't admit it loudly either. After all you trust him to be smart enough to arrive at the conclusion himself. Tobirama doesn't disappoint you either as it doesn't take him long to recognise why you have been hanging around him much more recently. Whilst he isn't too thrilled about it, he trusts you enough to know that you won't allow your feelings to interfere with your diligence. It doesn't fly over your head that he acts a tiny bit more awkward and cold around you but you don't blame him and give him the time and privacy he needs. Cornering him would be the worst move to do after all unless you wish to majorly annoy him.

🌊You know him quite well. The Senju brother has always known that and it is one of the reasons why he trusts you so much. It is only now that he comes to experience that your sharp perception and accurate predictions of his thoughts can be quite tormenting. Even in the face of your feelings, he does his best to remain professional with you yet you always notice the subtle signs of his awkwardness and when both of you are alone, you love to point it out to him. It is quite embarrassing to know that someone can read him so well, although Tobirama usually prides himself on always keeping his thoughts and feelings strictly concealed and under strict control. Your teasing remarks and subtle flirting gets to him though because you are someone he knows and trusts quite a lot. Your goal isn't to torment him solely though, even if you have to admit that a part of you does enjoy knowing that you can get under his skin so good. Throughout it all you never forget your duties though and whenever something urgent comes up, Tobirama and you work seamlessly together as he doesn't even have to say something for you to know what he requires. You always have his back when it comes down to it.

🌊Tobirama has always known about your good qualities yet he has never considered that you do have a lot of qualities and attributes he desires in a partner. It isn't until he becomes aware of your feelings for him that he slowly realises that. Once that thought crosses his mind, he can't stop thinking about it. Red eyes find themselves observing you from that day on in deep thoughts, at least until you ask him teasingly why he can't stop staring at you. Whenever his clan asks him about the topic of marriage and even suggests that they have found some good matches, he can't help but reject all of them as he fluently points out what they are missing. In comparison to you. It is always the last part of his thoughts that has him silently pausing as he realises that he is comparing all of them to you solely because he considers you as everything he could ask for. He has always had expectations and wishes in his later spouse but just now he has given those desires of his a face. Your face. His proneness to overthink everything is ultimately what pushes him into his obsession as he cannot rid himself of thoughts including you from that day on. And as always, you see through him better than many others.

🌊It is quite encouraging for you to take notice of Tobirama's growing feelings and it leads you to increase your pursue for a relationship. What you do not seem to know yet is that his feelings run deeper than you might have expected and that the attention you give him greatly tests him in his self-control to hold back his festering obsession. He could decide to not care and give in as the chance is served on a silver plate for him. After all you love him and he could easily use that chance to bind you to his side forever. It is that last shred of decency left in him that holds him back from drowning in his own feelings that even leads him to pull back yet you are not having any of it and eventually you cause him to snap. If you desire him that greatly, he will give you what you ask of him whilst simultanously taking what he desires as well. Do not blame him later on if his obsession should prove to be too much for you though. You are the one who wanted him. Now that you have him, you have no right anymore to reject him, especially once you two are wed. After all hasn't this always been what you were hoping for? For him to only desire you and no one else?

Tsunade Senju

🐌You have been in love with Tsunade for so many years. Both of you have grown up together and have always been quite close. Whar Tsunade has always only ever seen as close friendship, you have been hoping to become something more. You have always held great admiration and respect for her and not only because she is the granddaughter of the first Hokage but because she is a great and strong person. You have been planning to pursue a relationship with her, have even been planning to confess your feelings to her but then tragedy struck when her younger brother was killed and you decided to focus on comforting her broken heart instead of only pressuring her for your own desire as you give her time to heal. As both of you mature and turn into adults, your feelings still linger and by now Tsunade has caught on to them as well. She notices the subtle signs and gestures you exhibit as you try to win over. She loves you but she has never seen you in that way. You are eventually forced to realise that Dan has won her heart and whilst it does greatly pain you as well as greatly frustrate you, you ultimately decide to be happy for her and give up on her, although you will always love her.

🐌Then Dan dies on her and Tsunade leaves Konohagakure and leaves you all by yourself. You should feel bitter and betrayed but love can indeed turn one into a forgiving fool as you do not find it within yourself to hurt her. So you just continue with your life but there is never a day where you don't think of her nor does your love ever weaken as seasons and years pass in the blink of an eye. When Jiraiya and Naruto bring her back since she has been chosen as the Fifth Hokage, your feelings threaten to all break out of you yet you manage to keep them in and wait for all the commotion and formal necessities to be over. Only then do you decide to visit her in the Hokage tower. As soon as Tsunade's eyes land on you, she falls silent as she stares at you and you stare at her. After several seconds she asks Shizune if she could be left alone with you and the younger woman does as her teacher requests, her eyes gazing knowingly at you as Tsunade has often talked about you. As soon as Shizune has left, the silence continues though as there are so many things you want to say but don't know where to start, all of your emotions transparent as you look at her.

🐌Both of you end up spending a lot of time together after she has returned to the village. There is so much that you two have to catch up on, so much that you two have to tell each other. Your feelings for her have never changed even after she has been gone for decades and you didn't even need to vocalise that as one look in her eyes told you that she is well aware. It is like nothing has changed between the two of you as your love for her is silently always there and she knows about it yet never mentions it due to her own hesitance as she doesn't want to hurt your feelings. It makes you feel like you two are still young adults yet so many things have happened and Tsunade has changed a lot. You on the other hand have stayed the same and it pains her to see that. There is a prominent guilt she can't help but feel whenever she is with you as the sincerity and loyalty of your love for her is simultaneously the most beautiful and saddest thing she has witnessed. You have waited decades for her despite her suddenly disappearing without a trace yet you still look at her after all of that the same way you have looked at her ever since you have been genin. A part of her doesn't think she deserves you after abandoning you.

🐌You don't allow her to think that though as you treat her with the same affection and love you have always felt for her and when she one night voices her thoughts to you after having consumed a bit too much sake, you confess to her sincerely that just being with her makes you happy, even if she doesn't return your feelings. She is moved to tears on that night and it is that confession you have never been able to tell her up until that night that sways her feelings. You have always been there for her, you have always supported her and been her shoulder to cry on. Even after all those years your love remains the same, although she wouldn't have blamed you for hating her after she left you without a word. Her feelings rapidly grow from that day on and it is something that makes people like Shizune, Naruto and Jiraiya very happy as they see that feelings start blossoming between you two, especially since you have been in love with Tsunade for decades. The Fifth Hokage finds herself yearning for your presence and company, her thoughts always drifting to you and a blush on her face as soon as you two spend time together as you make her feel young again too.

🐌The guilt she has been feeling for you even prior to falling in love with you festers though as she feels more heartbroken than ever now whilst thinking that she wasted years. Years you spent silently hoping for her to return and years she could have lived happily together with you. She has already lost so much time with you and she will never get that time back either. The only thing she can do now is spend every day with you that she has from now on. Knowing those thoughts, her increasing clinginess and smothering affection might be justified that she directs at you from that day on. Tsunade always desires her to be with you to the point where she gets anxious if she can't see you for a certain amount of time. Her clinginess is soon joined by a growing possessive nature that she has never shown before. She is possessive of your time and tends to get very quickly jealous if someone else asks of your time. Such negative emotions can stir up easily within her as her only desire now is to be happy with you so every little interference with her wish feeds into her festering jealousy. It is a new side within her that you have never seen before yet she sees it through that she won't scare you away.

Shisui Uchiha

🍂You are chasing daydreams is what your friends tell you when you reveal to them that you have fallen for no one but Shisui himself. The Shisui Uchiha. It's not like your friends can't understand it as all of them can see the appeal in him. He is handsome, smart, strong and has that mysterious charm around him that a lot of Uchiha men possess. Yet between you and him is so much distance as he is a praised man even amongst his clan and works for the Anbu. In comparison to him you are, bluntly speaking, painfully ordinary. You do not realise that though, or rather you don't want to see it from that point of view. You want to chase after the romance your heart desires and so you ignore the warnings of your friends and try to pursue a relationship with him. Soon you find yourself faced with numerous challenges though as Shisui is not only an incredibly busy man due to all of the missions he receives but also because the Uchiha are rather reserved and you aren't part of their clan, meaning that you aren't really allowed within the district that belongs to them. It hampers your initial enthusiasm a tiny bit but you manage to lift your spirits up again all by yourself.

🍂You have clearly overestimated your own confidence though as you spend days waiting in hopes of meeting Shisui again as he leaves for his next mission as a member of the Anbu. All of that time you have imagined in your head what you would say the next time you spot him and how you would confess your feelings for him and tell him about how much you admire. It all seems so easy when you imagine it yet reality often differs from expectations. You only find that out though when he returns weeks later. You are far too eager when you initially call out to him excitedly and tell him that you have something important to tell him. A small grin graces his face when he turns around and spots your familiar form running to him as he asks you what it is you have to tell him so eagerly. You don't know how it happens but the moment you stand in front of him and he looks at you with his black eyes, all of your previous excitement and confidence suddenly shrinks you and you feel your throat tightening. The sentences you have structured so carefully within your mind disappear and only the rapid pounding of your heart remains. The anxiety finally gets you after seconds of silence as you run away.

🍂This isn't an individual case either. Whenever you try to tell him about your feelings, your nerves get the better of you and always only leave you with your skin burning from frustration and shame. Why is it hard to tell him how you feel about him? In your mind it is always so easy to come up with words to convey your feelings but those words are doomed to always only stay on your mind. Letters you attempt to write for him as you realise that confessing to his face won't work always end up crumpled and in the rubbish bin as writing your thoughts on paper and seeing them always make you cringe. You start feeling rather dejected and with every mission that forces him to leave the village again, the doubt starts growing inside of you as your rose-tinted glasses slip off and you have to admit that it isn't as easy you initially thought. A few of your friends suggest that perhaps you should just give up and as much as you want to protest, you find yourself unable to counter their words with the same fierce determination you used to have. You love Shisui still but you have realised that first love doesn't always have to come true like in fairy tales that you read in your childhood.

🍂Just as you start considering if you should come to terms that this won't work out and even get rid of the many love letters you have written for him, some of which you don't even find anymore, something happens. Shisui suddenly seeks you out far more than you could remember he has ever done before and it silently torments you as it fills you with sweet hope you don't want to feel anymore. A part of you wants to close the case on your feelings but another part of you continues to foolishly hope that maybe things will still work out just as you have dreamed for them to do. You are absolutely torn apart between listening to your heart or your head as the black eyes always looking at you attentively tug at all of your heartstrings and his smile has your heart skipping a few heartbeats. You spend nights wondering what you should do before you make your final decision. You will give it one last try to tell him about your feelings and if you can't do it and he doesn't realise what you're feeling for him, you will give up on him. You feel your heart in your throat the next time you two are together as you try to collect your mind only for him to best you as he suddenly confesses that he loves you.

🍂Your feelings have started to waver. Shisui has been able to tell that you have started to pull back from him as you started to feel discouraged. Truth be told, he has known for a long time that you had feelings for him yet he never let you know about it as he decided to see how you would proceed. So many times he has watched how you weren't able to tell him about your feelings for him and how it slowly tore your confidence and enthusiasm down. You don't know that but Shisui was watching you when you were trying to write him love letters on many nights only to witness how you threw them away. A few of them he has stolen and hides them in his own room, chuckling to himself when he read them. He feels about you much stronger than you feel about him but he has never told them, mainly because of some lingering guilt born out of his morality. It is your own fading confidence that forces him into a corner and pressures him to make a decision. He doesn't want you to leave him which is why he has sought you out more to make you feel unsure and ultimately decides to take matters in his own hands and confess to you first. He won't let you give up on him so easily.

Itachi Uchiha

🍡It has never been easy to love Itachi as you know all too well of all the difficulties that come with your feelings. He is a prodigy within his clan but it is his undeniable talent that has made him so hard to reach for you. There are expectations that are constantly put on his shoulders as his father expects much of him and so does his own clan. A lot of time he either spends working for the Anbu or spending time inside the Uchiha campus where you can't visit him as his clan is quite reclusive and prefers spending time with their own kind, mostly because of the growing grudge between them and the other citizens. There is an undeniable tension that is steadily being fed with growing resentment from both sides but even if you feel your heart always growing heavy when you witness it, you hold on to your feelings and the hope that things will eventually work out. Whether love will prevail or not remains to be seen though. The only thing you can do though is keep your heart open and not let prejudice and hatred cloud your feelings, a bright hope shining in your heart as you pray to any divine beings out there that your dreams of peace and love will come true.

🍡You are only a chunin born to two citizens so chances are very few that you actually work together with Itachi yet it is the confectionary that both of your parents own and in which you regularly work as well that enables you to still see the Uchiha more often than you would have thought possible. The young boy has an undeniable love for Dango and your shop just happens to sell some exceptionally good ones. He's always in his attire when he visits the shop as you can only remember a handful of times seeing him over the years wearing casual clothes and then always in company of his younger brother Sasuke and you can't help but feel your heart aching. He probably has very little time he can spend just being a boy and enjoying his life. There is always a lot of kindness you give him the moment he enters as you know very well that you won't see him again for a while as soon as he leaves so you want to give him a good time for as long as you can. There is always some of his favorite Dango you reserve for the day he visits again and always a teapot of freshly brewed tea as you always offer him a quiet and reserved place where he can unwind and relax as you pay him especially much attention.

🍡Your feelings should be more than obvious as you even prepare him some Dango he can take with him when he leaves, the apples of your cheeks always burning with heat when you hand him the wrapped package and tell him that you hope that he will enjoy it. You have a feeling that he is all too aware of your love for him whenever you see the gentle smile he gives you, black eyes looking at your flustered face as he thanks you for your consideration and kindness. You wonder why he never addresses your feelings but you do not have the courage to ask him this as you fear a rejection from him. As the tension becomes more and more palpable, his visits in your confectionary decrease and the gravity of the sadness and longing pulls your mood visibly down. When he one day suddenly does drop by and asks you to see him later on, there is a mix of anticipation and nervousness stirring up inside of you. You leave with tears staining your cheeks though as he brutally tells you as soon as you have arrived that your feelings for him are a liability and that he has never felt for you like you do for him and that he never will. He doesn't even give you a chance to respond as he leaves as soon as he has told you.

🍡It is the very next day that the news spread that he has single-handedly slayed his entire clan, only sparing his younger brother. Your heart, already in sheds, is reduced to mere dust when you hear it and every time you hear someone talking about Itachi in fear and disdain, a small part of you dies. You don't want to believe what you hear as you try to tell yourself that there must be something you don't know yet there is nothing you can do to defend him against those rude and mean words. You try to talk to Sasuke in feeble hopes that he will share your sentiment yet a feeling of loneliness penetrates you when you realise that he has grown to despise his brother. With no one you can freely share your thoughts about, you lock everything away deep inside of you as you continue to smile and serve your customers all whilst your heart shrinks and withers away. Years pass where you learn how to deal with your perpetual heartbreak, even if just a little. Yet the little progress you made over the years is violently torn down when you one night clean the shop all by yourself only to drop the teapot in your hand when you hear a familiar voice behind you.

🍡There are no words you find yourself able to force out as you turn around only to see Itachi standing there. The only thing your emotions allow you to do to even vaguely express everything going on inside of you are the hot and salty tears running down your cheeks as you stare at him, your scarred heart crying together with you. In less than the blink of an eye he is standing in front of you, his hands grabbing your arms to keep you in place just in case you do find the strength to move away from him. The empty shop is the only witness to the confession he utters to you on that night as he admits to you that he lied to you on that day. Itachi has always loved you, perhaps a bit too much, but never found it in himself to tell you as he knew that he would only drag you into the difficult affairs of his life. He vowed to never see you again on the night he left yet the years have worn him down as his strength has left him which has led him to you. Somehow he seems to always make you suffer, no matter what he does, whether he tries to be selfless or decides to be selfish. A fuzzy darkness creeps up on you when black eyes turn red, the soft kiss he plants on your lips seconds before you lose consciousness tasting bittersweet.

Neji Hyuga

🕊️You've always had a crush on Neji even long before he learned to let all the bitterness inside of him die. Those were truly not good days for you and in retrospect is was really only your puppy-like adoration for him that encouraged you to not give up on him. If you would have been more reasonable back then, you would have given up on him the moment he opened his mouth for the first time and rudely told you off as he made it painfully obvious that he had no interest in you. His words still stung, worse than a bee sting even, yet back then love made you very blind so after a good cry you seemed to have already gotten over his rejection, even though from that point on you silently pinned after him from a distance. You should have guessed that someone with a Byakugan would notice you though and whilst Lee and Tenten tried to remind him that he shouldn't be so harsh on you with Lee even expressing anger that Neji should feel more grateful to have someone that admired him as much as you did, Neji didn't have any of it. There were more important things he had to do than to deal with a lovesick genin like you who proved to only be a liability and a burden to him.

🕊️After suffering an utter defeat from Naruto's hands, things changed for Neji though. The bitter resentment over his fate he thought was unchangeable turned into a blossoming hope that he could at least have some control over the way his life would turn out. There was a weightlessness in his heart he hadn't felt since he had been a small child and slowly he starts to change his way. Hinata and him start bonding more closely and he starts appreciating his teammates and his sensei more, even if Guy and Lee are at times still awfully insufferable with their fierce enthusiasm. When he notices how your gaze lingers on him even after all of the brutal and condescending words he said to you and how you at times still trail behind him, he calls you for the first time ever over without a sneer on his face. You are left speechless when he apologises to you for all the unkind and harsh words he has ever spoken to you yet also reminds you that you shouldn't neglect your training to chase after him. His sympathetic words seem to motivate you though as you ask him if he would spend more time with you if you would manage to become a chunin during the exams next year.

🕊️It is a rather childish promise in his opinion but something tells him that you won't give in so easily when he looks at the determined glow in your eyes so despite his better judgement, he finds himself agreeing to your words. The decrease of your presence around him is rather obvious as you pour a lot of your time and energy into your studies and your training to fulfill the promise you have made to him. As if all of the training helps you to mature, you start feeling rather embarrassed about your clingy antics you used to showcase in the past, although you still love Neji. When you one year later have officially become a chunin, you decide that whilst you will make Neji uphold his promise, you will take a different approach from now on. You have clearly grown up, especially emotionally and Neji takes notice of that from that day on. You have grown less clingy and whilst your gaze still holds that fondness when you gaze at him, it is much more subtle in comparison to what you looked like in the past when staring at him. Spending time with you is much more enjoyable as both of you engage in discussions about different topics and you even sometimes ask him for help with your taijutsu.

🕊️Guy, Lee and Tenten's teasing becomes very frequent the more time he spends with you, especially when they notice that Neji spaces out at times with a hint of a smile on his face. It seems like your persistance has won his heart over. This should make you happy as you have dreamed for years about this scenario and there is undeniable delight when you also pick up the signs of his affection. It's just that you soon come to realise that the roles have suddenly shifted. A few years ago you were the one who always felt like following him around and who daydreamed about him like a lovesick fool. Now it is Neji who constantly feels like following you around and gazes at you with barely concealed infatuation in his milky eyes. You enjoy spending time with Neji of course but his clinginess at times is exhausting as you still would like to have some time for yourself. He doesn't always have to accompany you when you want to hang out with your friends and teammates but Neji always insists that he wants to stick with you. Even when you don't tell him about your plans, he manages to find you with a worried and upset thrown on his face. He isn't using his Byakugan to find you, right...?

🕊️There is so much gentleness and adoration behind his eyes, each gaze at you a silent love poem and each careful and gentle touch of his another quiet confession of his growing love for you. There is also something else though, something so sickenly sweet that it makes you sometimes squirm uncomfortably when his gaze lingers for too long on you. Neji always used to be so independent back in the days but now he barely wants to separate from you and you have heard from his teammates that there is always a palpable tinge of unease around him when he is away from you. If you would still be the same lovesick and immature genin you used to be back in the days, you would have swooned over this development as it would have been like a dream come true for you back then. You aren't the same person that you were back then though and you do not desire his growing infatuated obsession as you find all of the attention and affection smothering. You still love him which is why you remain at his side but there is also a profound sadness resting inside of you whenever you look into his white orbs as you can't help but wonder if this is your fault that you have robbed the Hyuga of his independence.

Sasuke Uchiha

💙You think it is quite nice of Orochimaru to bring you a playmate in the form of one of the last Uchiha in the world. It is rather bored after all all by yourself so there is obviously delight when you find out that Sasuke will stay from now on as he is only two years younger than you. He may be a brooding and silently seething individual but that is fine. You are used to being around dangerous people and Sasuke in your eyes is still a little child and nothing more. You can deal with that, especially since Orochimaru asks of you to also play a part in taking him under your wing. The black-haired boy is very disinterested in you at first and you know that as his only goal is to get stronger and to kill his own brother. You tolerate his disrespectful behavior though, mainly because you do find it quite amusing to see him acting so bratty and moody. You do like taunting people so perhaps you let your slight sadism get the better of you. Even as you successfully push him over the edge and he attacks you, you quickly manage to get the situation under control. There is after all a very good reason why you are one of Orochimaru's favorites as you overpower the young Uchiha even despite his activated curse mark.

💙You are fully aware that he is a long shot away from giving you proper respect but he becomes more interested in you after he has seen your skills for himself. He seems to follow the people he thinks will be the best way for him to attain quickly the strength he needs to take revenge for his clan and in that aspect you are quite flattered as he seems to deem you as one of those people. You have stolen scrolls containing forbidden jutsu from your original village and are quite knowledgable when it comes to seals or techniques that have been prohibited from being practiced. Orochimaru on the other hand has welcomed you with opened arms and has provided you with everything you need to continue with your practices and now you are teaching Sasuke some of those jutsu. The young boy is quite demanding though which has led both of you into some arguments, although he's the only one who ends up losing his temper as you always treat it as a game. He has made it very clear that he doesn't like you and you love telling him that without you, he will have no one properly teaching him those jutsus he desires to know as you know even stuff Orochimaru isn't aware of.

💙Years of spending your time together eventually serves as a bonding experience. The little boy has grown into a handsome young man over time and whilst a part of you bemoans the little Uchiha that was filled to the brim with dark determination and a short temper, you find yourself feeling quite attracted to him. It is a foreign feeling to you that you do not understand fully just yet and from the few stories he has told you over time you know that it isn't the first time someone has fallen in love with him. You do know that you don't desire to be a screeching fangirl though, especially once Sasuke makes acquaintance with Karin and you see how she is all over him. You find yourself being subtly possessive of him as you are quite used to have him for yourself most of the time. You never admit it out loud that you love him though and that is partially because your pride holds you back from doing so as you do not wish to be seen as so vulnerable by admitting your romantic feelings for him. If Sasuke is aware of your feelings for him, he decides to ignore them as far as you can tell. You are useful to him after all and very bearable in comparison to the likes of Karin.

💙You have a sharp mind and very perceptive eyes. It shouldn't come as a surprise when you catch on to a growing possessive urge Sasuke starts developing over you. You are rather delighted with that development though as you realise that he has started catching feelings in his own way for you too. There is always a very harsh glare on his face when you spend time with test subjects and an urge to cut their limbs off when he sees your fingers touching their skin as he secretly wants to feel your hands touching him as well, even if your touch only elicits horror in them. It is much worse when you passionately speculate with Kabuto about a new jutsu you are working on before both of you sense how he is standing behind you, his red eyes seemingly attempting to pierce your soul as he tells you in a cold and dry tone that he wants you to spar with him. He develops a contempt for Kabuto as he realises that you and that man share a lot of interests which is why he always comes up with all sorts of excuses to claim all of your time for him. Whether he wants to train with you, wants you to teach him a new jutsu or asks you to bandage the little wounds he sustains during training.

💙You do enjoy a bit of possessiveness in Sasuke but you still value your freedom over that and unfortunately for you, Sasuke turns more and more monopolising when it comes to you. He always wants to know where you were and with whom you were on the rare occasion where you two aren't together and your laconic answer that you had something important to do only fuels his possessive behavior. You know that he likes being in control but unfortunately for him you are not someone who will bow to his every whim as you have a mind and will of your own. There is sometimes visible tension between the two of you when you butt heads over such, in your mind rather trivial, matters. Sasuke wants your loyalty to lie solely with him yet he is fully aware that you retain an unusual close bond to Kabuto and Orochimaru, something that irritates him more and more with each passing year. He has already made plans to kill Orochimaru now that the former Sanin can't teach him anything anymore and also wants you to accompany him when he leaves the hideout yet your loyalties are clearly split between him and the snake guy. You either choose him or he will have to simply force you.

#yandere naruto #yandere naruto shippuden #yandere madara #yandere madara uchiha #yandere hashirama #yandere hashirama senju #yandere tobirama #yandere tobirama senju #yandere tsunade #yandere tsunade senju #yandere shisui #yandere shisui uchiha #yandere itachi #yandere itachi uchiha #yandere neji #yandere neji hyuga #yandere sasuke #yandere sasuke uchiha #yandere x reader

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thoughtfulreviewprincess · 1 year ago

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Borrowed Clothing

“Where's my jacket?” Sasuke asks poking his head in the living room, he was wearing a black T-shirt which he would normally wear along with it.

“Your jacket?” Sakura tilts her head, cosy on the couch with her book.

“Yes, the blue one with the Uchiha logo on the back.”

“Oooh, I thought you might have meant this one?” And it's only when Sakura stands up does he realise she is wearing his oversized jacket.

The red one which he had thought he lost 2 weeks ago.

She was tiny in comparison.

“Why are you-”

“Yo, I'm home,” Naruto calls and Sasuke turns to see the blonde in his blue one.

He just grins as his eyes narrow.

"Why are you two wearing my clothes?" They smiled sheepishly shrugging.

“I mean isn't that what you are supposed to do when in a relationship? It's like an unspoken rule.” Naruto explains, Sasuke gives him a blank look.

“No, it's not.”

“Yes, it is,” Sakura interjects. “It's normal to borrow your partner's clothing.”

“When you say 'borrow' you really mean steal don't you? I've been missing that jacket for two weeks now.”

“Don't blame me, Naruto's the one who had it first. I thought you knew, I only took it after because it smells of the both of you.”

“Yeah, and besides, you can borrow mine if you want. I don't mind.” The Uchiha sighs seeing as there was no point in reasoning with them.

Plus, he couldn't say no to them anyway.

“Fine, but I want them cleaned up afterwards. Especially from you.”

Naruto tended to be quite slobbish with his food.

“Oi, I'm not that bad.”

~~~

Three days later, Sasuke is wearing his red jacket now as Naruto still refuses to give him back the blue one.

Sakura at least had the decency to wash the other and fold it neatly back onto the bed.

Even though it was clean, he could still smell the ramen and Sakura's perfume on it.

So that's why. Sasuke thinks to himself feeling calm and warm at their scent. Despite the fact that the two were both at lectures.

He didn't feel lonely as before.

~~~

“I see you're taking our advice!”

“Don't let it get to your head.”

“Too late.” The Uzumaki smiles seeing the Uchiha in his orange hoodie.

“It suits you,” he comments smirking.

“Yeah, it does.” Sakura agrees feeling snug in Naruto's jumper.

~~~

“I don't think it's going to work...”

“Well, it's your idea.” Sasuke snarls whispering.

“But can we even fit in them?” The Uchiha and Uzumaki browse through their girlfriend's clothes.

She was much tinier compared to them, but it didn't seem fair for them to only borrow each other's clothing when she had multiple options.

“It's worth a shot?”

~~~

“Uh...”

“It was Naruto's idea.” Sasuke pointed to the blonde.

“Hey, you’re the one who said we should try.” The boys glared and Sakura sniggered at them.

Naruto was in a pink crop top with strawberries that just about covered his chest whilst Sasuke was in a plain purple t-shirt that likewise was too tight and barely fitted the Uchiha.

“Well...it's the thought that counts.”

~~~

Since the two couldn't fit into her clothes, they thought of another idea instead.

“What are you...”

“We couldn't fit into your own clothes, so we thought we would buy a larger version of them,” Sasuke spoke.

“We also went and brought other clothes that would suit us but think you would like.” Naruto finished off.

“I can't believe you actually went out of your way to buy something, just so you can wear something that's mine.”

“This is equal rights,” Naruto stated.

Sakura huffed amused, he had a point.

“We've borrowed your perfume though.” Sasuke shares perfume in hand.

“My perfume?”

“To make them smell like you.”

Of course, they did, it was cheesy but kind of sweet.

Only one question remained though.

“Are you two even going to go outside wearing them?” Most guys would feel embarrassed at wearing 'women's clothing' but then again...

“What do you mean? We already did.”

They were her boys after all.

#narusakusasu #narusasusaku #drabble #fanfic #drabbles #collage AU

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zoeydripdoria · 1 year ago

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Teacher's Pet ୨୧

*Kny college AU

18+ minors DNI !!

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As you turned around, your gaze immediately locked onto a man with long, blond hair, the strands framing his striking face with unruly perfection. His eyes were the most unique color you had ever seen - a vivid red with gold flecks dancing within them, almost like tiny embers trapped in ice. You couldn't help but feel mesmerized by his beauty, and for a moment, you couldn't find your voice. He smiled at your obvious awe, his lips curving into a playful smirk.

"I take it you're new here?" he asked, his voice smooth as silk. It was deep and resonant, with just the slightest hint of an accent that sent shivers down your spine.

You finally found your voice, "Y-yes, I am. My name's Y/N." You extended your hand in greeting, feeling self-conscious about your own appearance in comparison. You had always thought of yourself as plain-looking, with your hair and average features.

"Ah, a pleasure to meet you, Y/N," he said, taking your hand and giving it a firm shake. "I'm Professor Rengoku. I've only been here a few weeks, but I must say, it's been quite refreshing teaching such a lively and eager class. I hope we can work together to further your education." His smile widened, revealing a dimple in his left cheek that made your heart skip a beat.

"I-I would love to work with you, Professor Rengoku," you stammered, your cheeks flushing. You were grateful when he let go of your hand, or you might've been redder than a tomato by now. "Thank you for your help."

"Oh, don't mention it. Now, if you don't mind me asking, what class are you here for?" He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his broad chest, and tilted his head slightly to the side. The sunlight streaming through the window behind him cast his features in a warm, golden glow.

You hesitated for a moment, feeling self-conscious about admitting your lack of familiarity with the department. "Well, I'm actually not quite sure." You laughed nervously, hoping he wouldn't think you were completely clueless.

He grinned widely. "Ah, I see. Well, I teach World History I, World History II, and Eastern Cultures. Which one are you interested in?"

"Oh! Well, I'd love to take your World History II class. I think it sounds fascinating." You felt a thrill of excitement run through you at the thought of learning from someone so knowledgeable and charismatic.

"Wonderful!" He exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "I'm sure you'll love it. And if you ever need any help finding the room or navigating the campus, don't hesitate to ask. I'm always happy to help a new student." His warm smile made you feel welcome and at ease.

You smiled back, feeling grateful for his kindness. "Thank you so much, Professor Rengoku. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Excellent!" he exclaimed, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. "Oh, by the way, I have office hours every Thursday from two to four. Feel free to stop by if you ever have any questions or need some extra help." He paused, tilting his head to the side again. "Unless you'd rather not, of course. I wouldn't want to impose."

You considered his offer for a moment. On one hand, you were nervous about asking for help, but on the other, you didn't want to pass up the chance to learn from such an amazing professor. "No, no, I'd love to take advantage of that," you said, mustering up your courage. "Thank you, Professor Rengoku."

"Wonderful!" he exclaimed, clapping his hands together again. "I'm sure we'll have some stimulating discussions." He paused, studying you for a moment. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I should be getting to my next class. It was lovely meeting you, Y/N. I look forward to seeing you in class soon." With a final smile, he turned and walked away, leaving you standing there in awe of his presence.

As you continued to stand there, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building within you. You couldn't wait to start your first day of class with Rengoku and dive into the world of World History II. The campus was bustling with activity, and you found yourself eagerly exploring your surroundings and meeting new people.

Finally, you located the classroom building where Mr. Rengoku's World History II class was held. The room was spacious and well-lit, with comfortable chairs arranged in a semicircle around a large wooden table. At the head of the table was a podium, and behind it hung a beautiful tapestry depicting scenes from ancient civilizations. As you took your seat, you couldn't help but feel grateful for this new opportunity and excited to begin this journey with Mr. Rengoku by your side.

The rest of the class filed in, filling the room with a buzz of conversation. You recognized a few familiar faces from the orientation sessions, but most of the students seemed to be new to you. When the clock struck eight, the door swung open and Mr. Rengoku walked in, his presence immediately commanding everyone's attention. He smiled warmly at the class before taking his seat at the podium.

"Welcome, everyone, to my World History II class!" he boomed, his voice filling the room. "I hope you're all as excited as I am to begin our journey through the fascinating world of ancient civilizations. Before we start, though, I just want to remind you of a few important things. First, my office hours are every Thursday from two to four, and I encourage you to come by if you have any questions or need extra help. Secondly, please feel free to email me anytime if you have questions or concerns about the class. And lastly, always remember to put your name on your assignments!" He paused, looking around the room with a twinkle in his eye. "Now, with that out of the way, let's begin!"

He launched into a captivating lecture on the rise and fall of the Roman Empire, weaving together stories of brave emperors, cunning politicians, and tragic heroes. You found yourself hanging on his every word, taking notes frantically but not wanting to miss a single detail. As the class progressed, you noticed that Mr. Rengoku had a talent for making even the most complex historical concepts accessible and engaging. You couldn't help but feel grateful that you had chosen his class.

At the end of the hour, the bell rang, signaling the end of the first class period. As students began to file out of the room, you stayed behind, eager to speak with Mr. Rengoku. You approached him hesitantly, not wanting to seem overly eager or annoying. "Professor Rengoku," you began, "I just wanted to thank you again for being so welcoming and for making the class so interesting. I'm really looking forward to learning more from you."

He smiled warmly down at you. "Oh, Y/N, you're quite welcome. I'm just happy to share my passion for history with such an eager audience. If you ever have any questions or need help, don't hesitate to ask. And remember, my office hours are every Thursday from two to four." With a wink, he added, "I'll expect to see you there."

Your cheeks flushed at his comment, and you found yourself suddenly more self-conscious. "I-I will," you stammered, nodding quickly before hurrying out of the room. As you made your way to your next class, you couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness about your newfound connection with Mr. Rengoku. You hoped that you could maintain his interest and confidence in your abilities throughout the rest of the semester.

The rest of your day flew by in a blur of lectures and notes. You tried your best to focus on the material, but your mind kept drifting back to Mr Rengoku and his class. You found yourself looking forward to Thursday afternoons, not just because of his office hours, but because you genuinely enjoyed spending time with him.

As the weeks passed, you began to feel more and more comfortable in his presence. You started contributing more in class discussions and felt confident enough to approach him with questions after lecture. He always took the time to engage with you and offer guidance, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for his support.

The more you learned from him, the more you realized just how passionate he was about his subject. His lectures were no longer just recitations of facts; they were vivid storytelling sessions that brought ancient civilizations to life. You began to understand why so many students flocked to his classes and why he had such a reputation as one of the best professors at the university.

One particularly cold afternoon, as you were leaving campus after a late-afternoon class, you noticed Mr. Rengoku standing outside of his office, wrapped in a thick scarf and shivering.

"Professor!" you exclaimed, hurrying over to him. "Are you all right? You don't look so good."

He smiled warmly at you.

"Oh, Y/N, thank you for your concern. I'm just feeling a bit under the weather today. But don't worry, I'll be fine. Why don't you get to your car and head home? You must be cold too."

You hesitated for a moment, but something inside you urged you to stay. "I-I could give you a ride home if you'd like," you offered timidly. "I'm not in a rush, and it's on my way."

His eyes lit up at your offer, and he smiled gratefully. "That would be very kind of you, Y/N. I would appreciate that very much." Together, you made your way to your car, and as you drove through the quiet streets of the campus, you found yourself chatting with him about your favorite historical novels and movies. It was a pleasant, easy conversation, and you felt a sense of closeness with him that you hadn't experienced with anyone else in a long time.

When you finally pulled up to his house, he insisted on paying you for the gas. You protested, but he wouldn't hear of it. "No, no," he said, handing you a crisp twenty-dollar bill. "You've done enough for me today. I hope you'll accept this as a small token of my gratitude."

You took the money, feeling both touched and a little embarrassed. "Thank you, Professor Rengoku," you said quietly. "It was really nothing."

He smiled gently at you. "Oh, Y/N, you're far too kind. But I do appreciate your kindness. I hope you know that I consider it a privilege to have you in my class. Now, go home and get some rest. You've earned it."

With one final smile, he closed the car door and waved goodbye. As you drove away, you couldn't help but feel a warm glow in your chest. It had been an unexpected turn of events, but you were glad that you had been there for him when he needed someone. And you couldn't help but hope that he felt the same way about you.

As the days went by, your relationship with Mr. Rengoku only grew stronger. You continued to excel in his class, and he continued to shower you with praise and encouragement. Sometimes, after class, he would invite you to join him for coffee or tea, and you would spend hours discussing history and your shared interests.

One afternoon, as you were leaving campus, you noticed a flyer on a bulletin board advertising a local museum's upcoming exhibit on ancient Egypt. Intrigued, you grabbed the flyer and tucked it into your bag, intending to ask Mr. Rengoku about it later. That night, you texted him, asking if he would like to go to the exhibit with you. He replied immediately, expressing his excitement and gratitude for the invitation.

The day of the exhibit arrived, and you met up with Mr. Rengoku outside the museum. He looked dashing in a dark suit and tie, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your stomach when you saw him. As you walked inside, you felt a sense of anticipation building inside you. The exhibit was spectacular, with detailed displays of artifacts and informative placards that brought ancient Egypt to life. You and Mr. Rengoku spent hours exploring the exhibit, engaging in deep discussions about the significance of each artifact and the culture that had created it.

Afterwards, you decided to grab lunch at a nearby cafe. As you ate, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and peace. You realized that you had never felt this way with anyone else before, and you knew that this feeling was something special. "Y/N," Mr. Rengoku began, his voice soft and earnest, "I want to thank you for inviting me today. This exhibit was truly wonderful, and I'm so glad I got to share it with you."

You looked up at him, feeling a blush creep into your cheeks. "Thank you, Professor," you said softly. "I'm glad you enjoyed it too. It means a lot to me that we could share this experience together."

As you finished your lunch, you couldn't help but wonder where this newfound connection was leading. You knew that he was your professor, and that there were certain boundaries that needed to be respected, but you also couldn't deny the intense feelings you had for him. You found yourself fantasizing about what it would be like to be with him outside of the classroom, outside of the museum.

When the check came, you reached for your wallet, intending to pay for your own meal as you always did. But before you could even pull out your money, Mr. Rengoku had already grabbed his credit card and left a generous tip. "Y/N," he said gently, "please let me treat you today. You've done so much for me already. It's the least I can do."

His words made you feel warm inside. You knew that you had formed a special bond with him, but hearing him say it out loud made it all seem so real. You couldn't help but feel grateful for his kindness and his friendship. As you left the cafe, hand in hand, you knew that your life was about to change in ways you never could have imagined.

Over the next few weeks, your relationship with Mr. Rengoku deepened. You continued to excel in his class, and he continued to praise your work, but now there was an added layer of intimacy to your interactions. You found yourself spending more and more time together, exploring the city and sharing your favorite experiences. You talked about your hopes and dreams, your fears and insecurities, and it felt as though you could discuss anything with him. Despite the risks, you couldn't deny the happiness you felt when you were with Rengoku.

As the weeks turned into months, you found yourself falling deeper in love with Mr. Rengoku. You continued to excel in his class, but now your focus shifted from just getting good grades to impressing him in every way possible. You started to wear your hair down more often, and you began to experiment with more daring outfits. You felt confident and beautiful when you were around him, and it showed.

One night, as you were walking home from a late-night study session at the museum, Mr. Rengoku took your hand in his and led you to a quiet bench overlooking the city. The moon was full, casting a warm glow over everything. He turned to face you, his eyes burning with desire. "Y/n," he whispered, "I can't keep these feelings inside any longer. I want to be with you, truly be with you. Will you let me?"

Your heart raced as you stared into his eyes. You knew that this was the moment you'd been waiting for, the moment you'd been dreaming of since the first day you met. You leaned forward, pressing your lips against his, feeling the warmth of his skin, the softness of his lips. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer, as if he could never let go.

Time seemed to stand still as you kissed, lost in the moment. You could feel the tension building between you, and with each passing second, it grew more and more intense. Finally, you broke apart, gasping for air. "Mr. Rengoku," you whispered, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. "I want this too."

He smiled at you, his eyes filled with love and desire. "Then it's yours," he said, before leaning in to kiss you again. His lips were soft and warm against yours, and you could feel the strength of his arms as they held you close. You moaned into his mouth, feeling a shiver run down your spine.

As you continued to kiss, he began to explore your body with his hands, tracing gentle circles around your nipples, teasing them until they hardened. You arched your back, pressing your chest against his, wanting more. He reached down, unbuttoning your blouse slowly, revealing your lace bra beneath. He ran his fingers along the delicate fabric, teasing your nipples until they were hard and erect.

Your heart was pounding in your chest as he continued to touch you, his hands moving lower, over your hips, to your skirt. With a gentle tug, he pulled it up, revealing your black lace underwear. You felt his breath against your thigh, and you shuddered with desire. He looked up at you, his eyes dark and intense, and you knew that he could see the need in your eyes.

He leaned in, kissing you again, as his fingers traced a path down to your center. You gasped, arching your back further, pressing your wetness against his fingers. He circled your clit, teasing it mercilessly, until you were moaning his name. Finally, he pushed two fingers inside you, filling you with his touch. You cried out, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through your body.

As he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of you, you wrapped your legs around his hips, urging him to go deeper. You could feel the heat building between you, the need growing stronger with every passing second. You knew that this was it, that you were finally with him, truly with him.

"I want you."

He pulled back, looking down at you with eyes filled with desire. "Are you sure, my dear?" he asked, his voice hoarse with lust. "Because once I take you, I won't be able to stop."

You nodded, biting your lip, the words caught in your throat. "I want this," you managed to whisper. "I want you."

He smiled, his fingers finding your clit once more, rubbing it gently before pushing inside you.

"Then take it," he growled, thrusting his hips forward.

You cried out, feeling the weight of him as he filled you completely. He began to move, his rhythm steady and sure, driving you wild.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, arching your back as he took you harder and faster. The sensations were overwhelming, the pleasure coursing through you like a raging river. You felt your body trembling on the edge, the release building inside you.

" Ren-," you gasped, your voice barely audible above the pounding of your heart. "I'm close."

He groaned, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "Then come for me, my dear," he whispered, kissing you tenderly. And with those words, you felt yourself falling, plummeting over the edge, as your body was wracked by an intense, shuddering orgasm. Your muscles clenched tight around him, and he followed you over the edge, crying out your name as he spilled his release deep inside you.

As your passion reached its peak, he arched his back, pressing you deeper into the wall, and you then felt the first wave of release wash over you, followed by another, and another. Your body convulsed in his grip, and you let out a hoarse cry into the night, as your essence spilled forth, mingling with his on the cool cobblestones below.

You collapsed against him, your heart still racing as you felt the aftershocks of pleasure wash over you. He held you close, kissing your neck, your cheek, your lips, as you both caught your breath. You were finally together, truly together, and it felt like everything you'd ever wanted.

He pulled away, looking down at you with a mix of tenderness and desire. "My dear, that was... beyond anything I could have imagined." His fingers traced lazy circles on your stomach, making you shiver.

As the last tremors subsided, he leaned in, kissing you softly on the lips. "There's more where that came from," Mr. Rengoku whispered, his breath hot sending shivers down your spine.

"Come with me." And with that, he took your hand and led you deeper to his apartment complex, toward a world of pleasure and desire that you had only ever dreamed of.

The air inside was thick with anticipation as he guided you through the stairs and finally to his apartment.

Finally, he led you into his dimly lit room, the walls adorned with beautiful wall art, and billowing curtains. In the center of his room stood a large, four-poster bed. So dimly lit, casting shadows that danced across the walls and ceiling.

"This is where we belong," he said, his voice a sultry purr. "This is where we can be free, and explore our desires without judgment." With that, Mr. Rengoku turned to face me, his eyes burning with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. He reached out, running his fingers through your hair, before trailing them down your chest, teasing at the buttons of your shirt.

Your heart raced as you watched him, helplessly drawn to his touch. You wanted nothing more than to feel his skin against yours once again, to lose yourself in the heat of the moment. As he undressed you, his hands gliding over your body with a familiarity that bordered on intimacy, you couldn't help but wonder how long this night would last, and if you'd ever be able to go back to the way things were before.

But for now, you were content to let yourself be swept away by his touch, his words, his presence. He climbed onto the bed, purring invitingly, and you followed, unable to resist the pull of his gaze. As you lay beside him, you felt a sense of peace wash over you, knowing that this was where you belonged, with him, in this world of passion and desire.

And as he kissed you again, his lips soft and demanding, you gave yourself over to the moment, surrendering to the rapture that only he could provide.

The bed shifted beneath you as he moved against you, your bodies intertwined like two dancers in a sensual waltz. His hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of your skin, leaving trails of heat in his wake. He nipped at your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine, and whispered words that made your heart race and your breath catch in your throat.

You could feel the tension building within you, the need for release growing more insistent with each passing moment. As he guided your hands to hid hips, urging you on, you pressed forward, eager to please him, to make him feel the same intense pleasure he had given to you.

The bed creaked beneath you, the blanket beneath you soft and inviting as he arched his back, pushing your hips up to meet yous. His breath came faster, shallower, as his fingers dug into your shoulders, urging you on.

With a growl of satisfaction, he threw his head back, his eyes closed tightly as he surrendered to the sensation. "Yes," he moaned, his voice rugged and raw. "That's it..."

You felt your own release building, threatening to overwhelm you. You couldn't help but arch into him, meeting his movements with equal fervor. "I-I'm close," you managed to say between gasps for air.

He opened his eyes, meeting yours, and in that moment, you knew he wanted you to stay with him. He wanted this night to go on forever. "Stay with me," he whispered, his voice soft and gentle, despite the urgency in his touch. "Don't let go."

You ran your fingers through his hair, feeling the soft strands slip through your fingers like water. His skin was warm and smooth, and you could feel the muscles in his back tensing as he arched into your touch. He moaned, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down your spine.

And as he came apart beneath you, his body shuddering with pleasure, you felt your own release wash over you, hot and powerful. Your breathing slowed, becoming shallow and ragged as you clung to each other, your bodies still tangled together on the bed.

The silence that fell between you was deafening, but it was a silence that felt right, felt intimate. It was as if you had shared something sacred, something that bound you together now in a way that went beyond words or understanding.

Finally, he shifted slightly, propping himself up on one elbow to look up at me. His gaze was steady and intense, as if he were trying to imprint every detail of your face onto his memory. "Will you stay?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Will you stay with me?"

You lay there, your heart still racing, your body tingling with the afterglow of your lovemaking. His fingers traced gentle circles on your back, his touch soothing and comforting.

The air in the room seemed to shimmer with a sense of peace, of contentment, and you couldn't help but wonder how you would ever be able to go back to the way things were before. Would you try to forget this night, this connection you'd shared? Or would you find a way to carry it with you, like a secret treasure, into the chaos of your everyday lives?

You knew that the answer to that question would depend on him, on you, and on the strange, inexplicable bond that seemed to exist between you. For now, all that mattered was this moment, the warmth of his skin against yours, and the feeling of being completely and utterly known and accepted, just as you were.

“Yes, I'll stay with you” you uttered.

As you drifted off to sleep, his soft breaths and the gentle rise and fall of his chest lulling you into a deep, dreamless slumber, you couldn't help but feel a sense of hope, of possibility. Perhaps, somehow, you would find a way to make this work, to make your lives together as beautiful and as meaningful as this one perfect night.

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Watching sublimation now

Ok they at least manage to sell Mari as genuinely interested in becoming her friend. (low bar, and i hate that i doubted they'd do even that). I think i figured out why Adrien and Sublime get along seemingly so well. (its the fact that they're both Disney Princess-parodies.)

---- Ok Mari... please no breaking the harp what the fuck is wrong with you. That'd be real messed up. Like legit "hero complex" shit. Honestly even the fact you're going out of your way to stalk her hoping to swoop in and "solve" a problem when she has one is kind of emotionally manipulative already... Like she's behaving like a fucking Friendship Vulture.

OH THANK FUCKING GOODNESS the string broke on its own. We havent sunk that low yet. (imma place a bet based on the currently-established tone of the character: Sublime fixes it herself by using her magic hair as a replacement string. Disney Princess-shit) MOTHERFUCKER THAT WAS ME JOKING. ---- as an aside... I think the fact that Mari has fallen so far from "normal girl"-status that they need a gold-medal winning paraplegic, 3-instrument virtuoso disney princess to make her feel self-concious in comparison is probably a bad sign in and off itself tbh. Like Sublime feels lika a writing-room admission that Mari just plain isnt relatable to real children anymore. (note: the paraplegic thing is relevant cause it draws on that whole "inspiration porn"-thing to make Sublime even more perfect.) --- Adrien is trying to get his two friends to meet. Which is nice. Tikki is starting to feel a bit ashamed of Mari's behaviour. (at least someone in the writers room must've realised this isnt looking too good) Ok, i thnk i just heard Blond!-parent refer to Grey!-Parent by name. but i cant make it out so i'll refer to them as Blond and Gray until it's more clear. I dont like the way that Blond!parent seems to be legitimising that old "disabled people need to pull themselves up by their bootstraps and learn to adapt"-mentality. Like i know its just 1 scene, and might not be reprasentative of her overall character. But first impressions matter y'know.

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Ok i dont like defending this minor moment, but i will acknowledge that its hard for a person who doesnt usually hang out with amputee's to mentally connect that "proshtesis mean the part is detachable" (that should be clearly part of the definition, but there's a difference between knowing in theory and mentally adapting to the reality). So Mari's conclusion that Sublime had been vaporised isnt as stupid in-universe as it obviously is out of universe. (Also, is her name really "sublime"? Like i get that some people name their kids shit like "Hope" and "Faith" but "Sublime", what kind of pressure to put on your kid) --- Ok so Sublime is doing some really weird self-hypnosis pep-talk in the mirror. (some kind of trauma, presumably from whatever lost her the legs....)

Ok mari... dafuq was this supposed to help you? And she supers-up for selfish reasons. (didnt Tikki use to say that the powers werent supposed to be used for selfish reasons. I sure hope that the show actually starts letting the implied concequences occur sometime) --- Ok so we're just plain-up not supposed to like Blond!parent. Good to know. Yup mom is definitly using the name as a form of emotional blackmail "you must excell and be amazing and perfect or you wont live up to my expectations, which is why you're named what you are named". ok we see the tiny bubbles as she steps, showing that mari did fuck this shit up before she transformed into Bug. But at least it isnt intentional... like its clearly her fuck-up clearly her mistake but the out-of-context i read when i woke up this morning at least misrepresented the intentionality. (though no, it did not misrepresent the guilt). --- Oh the "hands in front of mouth-what did i say" screenshot i saw posted above the "we moved Revalator forward in season" announcement is from sublimation. thats a fucking goddamned relief, at least a sliver of a chance that episode isn't a "truth-telling" akuma. Still likely given the name, but now its at a 25-30% chance of a rescheduled, early-season Gabriel reveal instead of 55-60% estimation. --- Welp. Sublimation's very fist use of her power is mental/psychological. That removes one possible defense for the "mari shrugs off Self-Improvement Magic" allegation. (I didnt want to root for "the mom's idea of Improvement is limited to the physical body" cause it'd be ableist. But it'd have been some degree of cover for "Global Gaslighter isnt affected by the power" if it was just physical) Blonde's name is Caroline. --- Oh now i understand why they had to establish that Sublime and Family are from Out Of Town. If they didn't establish that, this entire fight ends right there. at the "release the akuma and I promise i fix everything" line. (cause she cant World-Healing-Wave without the Akuma). --- Next scene and... goddamn it mari wasnt even TALKING about the magical reset-bugs when she talked about fixing it.

And she has a magic pager that can reach Adrien in his civilian identity now. That is new, (it's also not-yet established, and feels like a big violation of the "Mari cant know Chat's Identity" rule because its not established how it reaches Civilian!Adrien) ---

No you arent volunteers, you two were drafted by an ancient cultist, and you've made it repeatedly clear that as far as YOU (lb) are concerned, no one is allowed to retire, or even refuse service should you decide to bring them a miraculous. Even if they have very good reasons to make that decision (IE: Chat in the New York Special) they cannot leave. This show is setting some very dangerous lessons about the nature of "volunteering".

Ok so the source Im watching the episode on is definitly incomplete and begins cutting left-and-right at this point. going straight from Chat putting Bob in the trash, to cat mid-sentence on a roof. Doesnt even show LB getting hit. So i have found a more full, less choppy version of the episode. But that one is entirely in spanish. Which i dont speak. So im going to watch the choppy-edited scenes in english, then go back to the spanish one until it catches up with the english. (its the best i can do right now) I might still miss a thing here-and-there so full disclosure. God spanish-cat has a deep voice. Yup they just tank the hits like claimed. "Our characters are perfect, no potential for growth or development left in this show". This scene is the equavalent of "you can stop watching the show now". THE EVERLOVING FUCK IS AN "ANTIKUMA"? Like Lila just gets the ability to make her Akuma's turn into a giant "superpower-sealing" laserstorm? --

Ok so the show now acknowledges that Mari was the one in the wrong. (hence the mirror). But it also claims that Mari cannot improve because she is so perfect it renders her immune to personal improvement magic. Cant have it both ways here. I guess you could argue that Sublimations´ Improvement Powers dont actually do mind-controll, they make people better and that means they could only make Chat and Bug better heroes thus guaranteeing a beat-down when they get hit. But that still feels like mixed messaging if the episode is meant to end on the "the mirror meant you were the villain" conclusion.

--- Ok so... Lila was in the audience. Which suggests its actually marinette that she's stalking. (Ilustrhater implied she was stalking the date between Mari and Adrien, but failed to imply further. So having it clarified which of the two she's going after is actually important). I dont like it tbh, Lila's motivation for going after Marinette is shallow unless its a stable-timeloop where she's just following orders from her future-self about doing the things that let her future self know Mari is Ladybug down the line. (And im of the opinion time-loops are kind of a shallow motivation themselves) At least stalking Adrien would make sense because she has Gabriels' files, and knows Gabe once suspected Adrien as a possible Cat. Either that or Lila just plain knows mari is ladybug, which would go against the entire point of the london special. --- Looming Tomoe is ominous. It also feels strangely xenophobic? like the way the shot lingers on the city of paris framed by a Japanese Dojo, Bonsai tree and Japanese swordrack? it feels like a shot that is meant to warn the audience against the threat that "foreign influence" poses to "our beloved homeland". Having representations of Japan "swallow" the capital like that feels mighty deliberate. And i dont know if thats me over-analysing one shot or not, it just feels uncomfortable. Unless we're gonna have an extremely ableist "she was only pretending to be blind so people would underestimate her"-reveal, the looming shot of her looking out at the city she is ready to conqueer doesnt work unless she's y'know: looking out over the city she is looking to conquer.

--- Well... at least the episode proper is better then the things i heard out of context made it sound... but only ever-so slightly. Im happy that at least the broken prosthesis was clearly an accident, even if none of the lead-up to it felt anything but forced. (not out of character, forced. Mari's decision feign a Soap-Based-Akuma makes no sense) But the mixed messaging is fucking blatant. Simultaniously saying "Mari is in the wrong this episode" and "Mari is perfect and even actual magic cannot improve her" is kind of bad. In review: Could've been worse, should've been better.

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peachjagiya · 2 months ago

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@peacelovingsworld had some more questions!

It sounds like SanWoo are the TK of the group but you get to see far more insight into their true relationship. They seem less managed by the company. Is that correct?

The best way I can characterise WooSan is promotionally J1kook but privately and ideologically Taekook.

They're often paired up in various music videos, choreo, little segments, photoshoots..

KQ basically absolutely capitalise on the insane chemistry and natural super close bond between them. I don't think WooSan gave them much choice really. They'll find a way to talk about one another even if it's not the primary topic.

The company didn't really seem to make an effort to hide it. So whilst that has the hallmarks of company sanctioned j1kookery, there is also the more pertinent point that they choose each other in private time too which is much more in keeping with Taekook.

Private trips, trips back to visit each others families, Wooyoung being in regular and consistent contact with San's Dad, San taking Woo, his mum and Wooyoung's mum shopping, regular Han River ramen dates, a favourite restaurant they always go to together, Wooyoung visiting San's tiny rural hometown more than San does because it's his favourite place, buying clothes for each other, sharing clothes, consistent reveals of time spent together or activities they partake in together despite not living in the same apartment, regular calls when they're not together, matching tattoos that can't be dated because they just didn't talk about it until they had to wear shorts for a comeback. And all of this confirmed at a much later date in their candid personal spaces so it's not really played for fanservice either.

I would say Wooyoung is Taehyung-esque in that he particularly has no intention of being part of a fanfic. He's not playing the cutesy omega for anyone if he is told to. He'll do it if he is inclined to, if it's his choice, if he gets to be something else when that suits him too... but if he had to do it for capitalism? Nah. And San is a bit more like Jungkook - no less principled but fractionally more tolerant of it while he has to be.

It's almost like if you pulled the fanservice mask off... they'd still be snuggling underneath it. hahaha.

Which do you feel has a bigger likelihood to be real SanWoo or TK?

Taekook because I simply don't understand why we're not allowed to know so much of what we know. But they both have the same likelihood realistically. Maybe I'm not sure if a genuine couple would be so bold as WooSan in the social environment they're in but we can't prescribe how someone closets, really. If hiding in plain sight is a thing, these guys could be doing that. Like there comes a point where you mention it so much that it goes all the way back round to hiding again.

The backdrop they sit against is so different, the comparison isn't ever going to work.

I said in the other post, I think, that they did get a bit too close for reasonable comfort during the Bouncy era. I don't know exactly what they had going on then but it was spicy. I think maybe Wooyoung did get into a bit of trouble over this particularly:

San doesn't normally have that kind of shocked - not annoyed, just shocked - reaction to Wooyoung cheek kissing him or pretend kisses and he does a lot of Woo kissing himself but on the lips? In front of everyone? With Yunho's oh shit what?! face? This is one of the things that makes me wonder a little harder what they actually have going on because all of a sudden, the stakes did seem higher.

Do you think TK with their hidden signals like their ILY sign language, Leslie Chung references, paddlebord pic is a result of the company separating them and not allowing the fans to see their authenticity?

Yes. I don't think it's possible to exist like you don't know each other when you do clearly know and adore each other. Somethings got to give and I think that's where these symbols come from. An outlet for them in desperate times, perhaps.

For what I believe about Taekook, it's both near impossible and cruel to expect them to be a secret couple and keep that entirely within a box. If a little hand gesture gets them through the pressure of it, it makes total sense to me.

In the SanWoo divorce period were there signs like this or did they just go along with the narrative?

No not really, not as far as I know. They just went along with not being paired up. I personally don't think San and Wooyoung are symbol and messages kinds of people. They have some in jokes, some little names for each other, little affectionate things. But their divorce era was not so lengthy as to become desperate, perhaps. And you know I think the environment Taekook live in is highly manufactured and highly pressurised. No wonder they want to signal a little light to one another for comfort and reassurance.

#taekook #side quests: woosan

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dragonblobz · 5 months ago

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The Desert Pt 11

He's just cradling me to his chin. Almost the same way I’d hold a puppy to my face if my intent were to blow raspberries on it’s tummy.

The mental imagery of him doing this to me makes me have to stifle laughter.

We’re walking down some sort of corridor. I couldn’t begin to describe it in my head because I’m not paying attention to it at all. Just gawping at my big yellow friend. Hands still splayed across his mouth. Unwilling to pull them away. I just can’t believe he’s being like this.

I watch the focus of his big blue eyes shift. I’m not sure what I’d call the glow within. Pupils? That’s the closest thing I can comprehend. He’s still smiling. But I can tell he’s looking beyond me. Watching where he’s going.

“How come you get to carry them?” I finally turn my head, giving Sideswipe just as big of a smile. His voice SOUNDS petulant, but he’s grinning at his brother.

“Because it’s my turn to carry them.” Sunstreaker is similar. Sounding annoyed but that warm smile moves under my hands as he speaks.

Sideswipe playfully rolls his eyes before he winks at me and holds my pack up, pinched in his huge fingers. I have no idea when I’d let it go.

“You forgot something, little buddy.”

I start to laugh.

“Thanks bro. And I don’t NEED to be carried, you know. I can walk.”

I’m so full of it. I mean, yeah I can walk. But why in the shit would I walk when…. THIS???

They appear to be quite aware that I’m full of it as well. Sunstreaker’s warm smile turns into a devilish smirk under my hands. And Sideswipe actually barks out a single loud laugh.

I don’t think I’ve seen a more cool pair of alien robots in my life. Which isn’t saying much. But still.

“No. You can’t walk.” That smirk makes Sunstreaker look downright handsome. All beautiful under my hands.

I play his game. Smirk right back.

“Oh? And why is that?”

“Because I’m carrying you.” That smirk melts into an absolutely deadpan expression. It catches me off guard. And I start to giggle.

“Okay, wise guy. And where are we going?”

“To our room!” Sideswipe sounds excited. “Dibs on recharging with the human!”

“Frag your dibs.” It’s a warm growl of air on my palms.

I’m blushing again. I don’t know why.

A whoosh of air distracts me from the intense consciousness of my hot cheeks. I turn my head, not wanting to.

A big door gliding open. And we’re going inside.

The room is enormous in comparison to any human room I’ve ever been in. And it’s purpose is obvious.

A very plain room, if size is discounted. A large table at its center. Huge to me. Two things that look like they might be beds. Very flat. Mattresses absent. Is this where they sleep? Do…. Do they….. sleep??

I notice the difference between them. And suddenly I feel a hurting emotion deep in my tummy. My first time in this room, and I can tell exactly whose “bed” is whose.

I lean forward, the curve of Sunstreaker’s lips on my scalp. My hands just splaying on his jaw at either side. I want to hug him. I want to hug both of them.

One “bed” is festooned with things. Looking almost comical. The other is completely naked. Spartan. Like it could belong to anyone or nobody at all.

One half of this enormous room looks lived in. Like it belongs. And the other is completely empty.

Sideswipe steps forward, sweeping his massive metal hands at that crowded half that looks alive. He looks so proud. My nails curve into Sunstreaker’s jaw. How I love them both so much.

“Welcome, little buddy! This is my berth!”

It’s comical. Lots of human objects strewn about. Nonsensical. There’s a huge street sign all lit up, dangling above his “berth”. And I realize that all the tiny lights around it are…..

“Are those….. Christmas lights??” I start to giggle at all the festoons and wires all around the frame of Sideswipe’s “berth”.

“I dunno!” He sounds so proud and uncaring as he flops himself on the large surface, crossing his arms under his big metal head and smirking at me as one of his big metal knees pulls up to rest his robot foot near his bottom. Just stretched out on his bed like a frat boy showing off his décor. And I’m giggling madly.

Before those giggles die away as my gaze sweeps over to the plain bed at the other side of the room. And I pull my face away. Turn my head. Just looking at this big wonderful grumpy face under my hands.

Or maybe I can’t claim grump. Sunstreaker is smiling at me with such open warmth. He looks….. like he’s happy and he doesn’t care who knows it.

“No…. No Christmas lights?” My voice sounds all quiet and dumb. I’m not sure HOW to talk to this face that SHOULD look grumpy because it’s looked grumpy every moment I’ve known him. I’m not sure how to react to this simple happy smile he’s showing to me now.

“No. No Christmas lights.” No further explanation. Just this big face smiling at me. So open. Unexpected.

“Well…. Where’s….. Where’s YOUR things…..” I feel silly.

“I’ve got things now.” He says my name. No anger at all. My tummy quivers. My name. His voice. I’m so happy that I’m glad he’s holding me. I’d probably flop onto my butt if he wasn’t. Wobbly just like when Optimus Prime had spoken my name.

He shifts, one big hand still holding me gently to his face. The other fans before me, displaying those stupid fucking fuzzy yellow dice that he’s been holding this whole time since Bumblebee had yanked them from his robot butt.

“See?”

My heart burns inside my chest as I watch that big metal hand reach forward to drape those dice over a metal portion above his “berth”. The sole object on his side of the room now.

“Oh gosh…” I turn my face and shove it right into his smile. My chest all burning and I feel such adoration. I just want to hug him. Feeling warm vented air from his mouth as he pulls his face away from me.

“Hey now. Don’t get all sappy on me.” It’s gruff, but when I turn my face, he’s still giving me that big open warm smile.

“What’d I do.” I sniffle, not meaning to. It’s just….. he’s always mad at me. Why isn’t he mad at me now??

Those big blue eyes widen in shock before they crinkle closed and he tilts his big face back to laugh. All open and so oddly vulnerable. I’ll just die if I can’t hug him. He’s so open and holy crap does he not realize how wonderful and beautiful he is when he’s not being a total asshole???

“Nothing. You didn’t do a single thing.” That alien laughter fades into deep chuckles as he moves me back to his face and nuzzles me JUST like I’d nuzzle a puppy. It’s absolutely perfect. I just close my eyes and concentrate on that big mouth rubbing on my hands and face.

“Now then, enough of this.” His mouth vents air along my body. He sounds rueful now. Like he feels foolish. His face looks that way too. The corners of his big mouth curling down.

I reach for him and he ignores me. Leaning down to deposit me right on the chest of Sideswipe. I can feel the red guy chuckling under me as I watch Sunstreaker turn away.

He goes to his big bed and sits on it. Those glowing eyes brushing across me. Across his brother. Expression now so unreadable. Leaning his crossed arms on his big knees for a moment. Just watching Sideswipe curl his hands over me, pressing me down onto his chest.

“You mean…. Really?? I can recharge with them?” Sideswipe sounds so surprised. I’m beginning to suspect that “recharge” must mean SLEEP. They’ve been awake the entire time I’ve been with them. Do they need to sleep too?

At Sides’ question, my big yellow robot grins again. It’s a relief, and actually kind of adorable. That sheepish smile.

“You DID call dibs. But…..” that grumpy face I’m so familiar with returns. Frowning and raising a single hand to point an accusing finger at my big red friend.

“…. I get them next recharge.”

“Deal!”

Wonderful thrumming chuckles under me. Those big hands pressing me. I can feel his thumb on my back again. Just rubbing on my spine. So gentle.

I relax again. Jelly. It feels lovely. Maybe pets have the right idea…. Because if this is what it feels like when I pet them???? Sign me UP.

Sideswipe shifts beneath me. Turning his face to look at me.

“So….”

He says my name. In that confident lovely voice. I smile stupidly.

“…..What’s your favorite color?”

…………………..

It had clung to him when Ironhide had transformed before it. When Bumblebee had arrived. Seeking him. Not Sideswipe, but HIM.

He thinks about this little thing pressing it’s face plate and soft servos against his paint. Clinging go him. Even as he watches his brother chuckle and talk to it. Cooing questions in contented curiosity. Feeling more complete than he’s felt in the longest time.

Happy and safe. That’s all he’s ever wanted for his brother, despite his inability to ever convey this sentiment in any meaningful way. Happy. And safe.

The human, he rolls the sound of it’s name thru his processor as it makes that happy bubbly sound and answers every single one of his brother’s inane questions. So foolish.

Sunstreaker lays back into his berth, crossing his arms behind his helm. Staring at the bland ceiling above. Basking in their happiness like it’s his own. Letting it lull him into his recharge. Feeling like he’s finally doing something RIGHT.

…………………….

“Chopped sausage???” Sideswipe sounds so disgusted.

“Hey. YOU asked about pizza.” I’m giggling madly. Starting to feel drowsy. This big red guy just pelting me with the very same questions I’d hear from a kid. My favorite color? Favorite sound? Favorite food?

“Im just imagining chopping turbofoxes up into tubes and it’s honestly AWFUL.”

“It’s just pepperoni.” I’m hiss giggling. “Well…. How do YOU eat your turbofoxes?”

“EAT them???” He sounds so horrified. Adorable.

“We don’t EAT like that.” His big warm body shudders beneath me.

“Well…. How DO you eat?” It’s slurred. I’m actually very comfy and sleepy now. That huge thumb just rolling up and down along my spine.

“We consume energon.” He sounds…. Sleepy….. too….

“I’m gonna have SO many questions tomorrow….” I slur this.

He chuckles. Its lazy and slow. He’s so WARM. And the air feels cold. I curl under his big hand. He’s still pressing along my spine. Lazy and slow.

I turn my face upwards. Blinking, eyes feeling tired and sticky. Just looking up at his big face. Multicolored lights illuminating him like he’s a pretty ghost.

“Hey…. Sideswipe?”

“Mmm?”

He inclines his own face towards me. But I don’t see any blue glow. It occurs to me that this is the first time I’ve seen any of them with their eyes closed. He’s too sleepy to open them. He’s….. he’s BEAUTIFUL.

“I….”

I feel almost guilty. But he’s worth it. Sunstreaker is worth it. They are ALL worth this simple thing I’ve found so hard to say my whole life.

“I love you. I love you, Sideswipe. And Sunstreaker. To pieces. To heck and back.”

Those big eyes stay closed. But that face above me curls into what’s possibly the most pretty sleepy smile I’ve ever seen…. Ever.

“That’s nice, little buddy.” His chest thrums below me, all along my body. So warm and so unlike any human chest.

“But…. But what’s a…. Heck…..” His voice trails off. I watch that boyish handsome face relax. Is he sleeping? He’s not talking anymore. The only sound I can hear is that thrumming sound under my chin. His alien heart.

I turn my own sleepy face into this warm metal below me. Not a kiss. Just pressing in, smooshing and feeling the sting along my tender nose. A languid warmth threading in my body till I feel like a happy cloud.

“I love you both so much. Thank…. Thank you….” The sound is muffled. I turn my head again. Resting my cheek on the thrumming sound of this alien heart beneath this warm metal. That thumb on my back is still at the base of my spine.

And my dreams finally scoop me into a world that kid me could have never dreamt of.

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