#so basically: yes i have many thoughts about them

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Bael NSFW Alphabet

Cw: primal Play, feral, NSFW, slight mention of non-con like the name,

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Save this man... Please give him the best aftercare I beg you. Give him a nice massage some water and a bath please, give him a little bit of that appreciation and he will love you forever.

There is nothing better than aftercare together because he would make you feel so cared for. He's attentive and gentle.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Your legs and your neck. He'll be on his knees His hands gently massaging your legs pleading for you to give him attention. Promising to worship the ground you walk on.

Bael's favorite thing to do while either fucking you or not is burying his face into your neck inhaling your scent He wants to drown lick and kiss in all that is you

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

seeing your face covered cum or you drinking every last drop of his cum, Makes him want to lose control and keep you for an entire week just like his Beelzebub.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Bael has so many thoughts, so many dirty nasty thoughts about keeping you all to himself. Part of him wants to fuck you till you can't think of anyone else but him but the other part of him wants nothing more than for you to take care of him. So many dirty thoughts, So many fantasies that he can't live out easily because of his position.

Once he gets his hands on you however, you'll be quick to find out that he is just as hungry for you as Beelzebub

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Extremely experienced says he might be rusty because of how much work you must take up.

No, he isn't

The only thing rusty is his self-control because once he got a taste of you, he lost it. He became akin to a starving wild animal with a tasty little morsel in front of him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any and all of them, anywhere he can use your body. Once he finally has you you're not sleeping, neither of you are.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Be goofy see what happens. Unlike his colleagues he can give consequences and you will listen. he hopes you be a little brat.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Extremely groomed, Bael always finds time to take care of himself. Even though he himself wonders why he still does when he has so much work.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Bael is very intimate, He loves taking you to dinners and spoiling you and touching and kissing you, but it might be overshadowed by the constant hunger he has for you. You unlocked this beast inside of them that cannot be quelled anymore.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

It's embarrassing to a demon to say that he has never or hardly ever jacked off since he's been so so busy. But ever since he had a taste of you He can't even focus without touching himself at least once a day. You have ruined him

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Brat taming.

Bondage.

Biting and scent marking.

Free use.

Rough sex.

PRIMAL PLAY.

PREDATOR/PREY.

Oral fixation

Food play.

Noncon.

Power Play.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Yes.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Give him a nice massage on his shoulders and he is putty in your hands. If he is busy with work be extremely forward there is nothing hotter than you trying to move his focus away on what he's supposed to be doing. Make him be a slacker so he can blame you And then "punish" you for it.

Wear his clothes, make him feel possessive over you. He wants to feel like you are his.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Being a devil there is not a lot of things he will say no to. But there is one thing.

Cockwarming

It sucks. He won't focus on work; it will barely even take a minute until he's thrusting up inside you. You're teasing him on something where he barely has self-control

As soon as his cock feels you, he's ripping off both of your clothes, and now He's going to be fucking you for the next 2 days, and you are going to be so sore you won't be able to walk for the next week. Nobody wins.

It's incredibly hot tho...

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Bael is a devil hailing from a country of gluttony so of course he'll be on his knees giving it to you.

However, what anguish and pleasure does he feel when you give it to him? The noises you'll draw from him while you're underneath his desk are incredibly embarrassing.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

FAST ROUGH ANIMALISTIC. He tries so hard to hold back and savor how you feel around him. But he can't; he can't. All these pent-up feelings for you, He can barely keep control.

You're asking a devil of gluttony who has worked most of his entire life to have some semblance of control after he has been suppressing his appetite and hunger for the sake of work?

And now here you are, the prettiest little human piece of meat he has ever seen, throwing yourself at him, and you expect him to hold back?

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Again, controlling himself for a quickie is not an option. Approaching him for a quickie is like wrapping yourself in fresh meat, walking into a hungry lion's den, and then telling the lions that they can only have a little bit.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

All these things he dreamed and wanted to try, he'll finally be able to do it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

I'm 100% serious when I say that his stamina rivals that of Asmodeus. A DEVIL PENT UP FOR CENTURIES CAN RIVAL THE KING OF LUST.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

All the things that Beelzebub gifted him as a joke "this too loosen you up." It's all going to be used on you. I hope Beelzebub is happy that the toys you bought him finally got some use.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He will tease you, And happily so He enjoys the way you squirm and whimper and beg for him. but you teasing him? It will never work out.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud and untamed growling, snarling, moaning, howling. Feral demon...

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Bael is quite possessive over you so is Beelzebub However they are not all the way opposed to a threesome. But please be prepared for two snarling hungry animals over you.

Extra:

Call him Beelzebub see what happens to your poor holes.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's big, the same size as Beelzebub. Perhaps a little thicker.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

FERAL DEMON. From 0 to 100.

Once he starts he cannot stop.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Once he finally gets it all out of his system for now he is knocked out. Finally sleeping a full 10 to 12 hours of full sleep. He'll wake up like a new devil.

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Ben Grimm x reader headcanons

a/n: HEAR ME OUT. or don't. anyway this is for my weird girlies bc i SEE THEY'RE ASKING FOR IT, dinner is served 💞 essentially my brain wrote this on its own during a couple of weird days of being sick, alone, and having fever dreams post-fantastic 4 in imax 😶 FLUFF OVERLOAD ahead

meeting at work for the first time, him working as a pilot and you being ground control 🥺 two essential halves of the same thing!!!!

this man locked you down IMMEDIATELY, like "yes. this one. no one else in the universe."

being married before the fateful space mission which made the Four into Fantastic four and thinking that you have your perfect sweet life

and of course you were on ground control duty for that one, meaning you heard A LOT of unsettling things happening on that spaceship and you were just happy to have your husband back, in any way shape or form

to say the least, the first weeks after that mission were a strange and challenging time for you and Ben most of all

the other three were as supportive as ever

but going from living a calm little life in a small apartment, having cooking dates and watching a nerdy tv show in the evening, to having a soulmate who is basically a mountain, Johnny (your bestie) sticking his nose in your business all around baxter building and Herbie beeping next to you as you make dinner... was really quite something

as much as someone with an outside perspective might think, you were and remained his absolute rock

of course Ben was all like "if you want to leave me i completely understand" but your stubborn self would NEVER.

"i remember us saying 'until death do us part', and as far as i can see, we are both still very much alive." and that topic was closed

still he thought about it many more times but usually without telling you, not that he wasn't beyond grateful for your love and support, it's just that he didn't want to burden you and change your life upside down

but nevertheless, you two decided to start navigating your new reality together

he is terrified that you will be scared of him (how could you, he is still the love of your life)

initially trying to tread lightly on some topics but eventually you grow comfortable with joking about things, and seriously Ben is so sarcastic and funny, and you match that so well, that the whole team is tripping over themselves with laughter at your little banter

underneath a rocky exterior there is a heart of absolute gold and that didn't change with any physical transformation

he has sooo much love to give, and he is so devoted to you and amazed by you and feels lucky beyond measure

your laughter is his favorite sound in the world, bonus points if you think your laughter is unattractive

whatever your interests are, he will at least try to get into them, sometimes begrudgingly, sometimes he will pretend to dislike something but actually enjoy it and he likes when you tease him about it!!

behind closed doors he is the biggest softie of all time

you give him lots of words of affirmation complete with nicknames, but his heart absolutely melts at "baby" and "Benny"

when you're feeling extra romantic and darling, you will call him "handsome" but when you wanna get on his nerves, "thingy" is the way to go 😂 (don't let Johnny ever hear that one)

he is an amazing listener

sometimes you feel he over-compensates for the fact that your life had to change so much, by doing too many nice things for you; there are always flowers, coffee/tea in bed, a scented bath, your favorite food or a handwritten note waiting for you for no special occasion

always hanging out together while cooking

Whatever your insecurities are, he will claim they are his favorite things

when you lean your head on his shoulder, or press your forehead to his, or take his hand with your much smaller one, his heart grows 10 sizes

Ben has a random dislike of scented candles, while you love them - you best believe he lets you light as many as you want anyway

his taste in music is very random and niche, and that is one interest you really bond over; yes Johnny will eavesdrop and pretend he is hating on your music choices but actually be vibing

if you can play an instrument, Benny boy is even more amazed at you

of course Johnny loves asking very inappropriate questions, but the two of you play along until you leave him flabbergasted, and the two of you a laughing mess

this man can lift you up basically with one hand and it is so much fun

you do like a good pair of broad shoulders

also he won't hesitate to literally just pick you up and carry you away from a conversation if the rest of the family is being insufferable, it's hilarious and endearing 😂

if you are ever anxious, Ben is the perfect partner to have because when he hugs you and hides you away, literally nothing in the world can touch you

and yes you can still hear his heartbeat

if you love a weighted blanked, he's your perfect match, except he is only allowed to put one arm over you lest you end up squished and suffocated

it is actually a struggle for him not to love you with his full strength but he is beyond terrified of ever hurting you in any way

also has quite a soothing voice to bring you out of your sometimes loud thoughts

sitting on the balcony at night and watching the sky in silence together is one of the ways you like to unwind and sometimes some unsaid things will come out at this time

sadly Ben has a strong tendency to close himself off when something is eating at him, in his mind he has already bothered you enough for 5 lifetimes just by existing, he doesn't want to pile more things on your back

you are painfully aware of this and you try to let him be, but your heart cracks every time you walk into your room and his back is turned towards you; then you have to pry a little bit and, if nothing else, give him a bit of extra love and reassurance and cheer him up

to say he is protective would be an understatement, in small situations as well as big ones, for example his side of the bed is the one closer to the door, just in case

you are the most precious joyful thing in his life

hehe

when you guys are out in public and someone dares to throw him an offhand comment, you are READY to throw hands

some kids be calling you mrs thing in the street lmao

but luckily it is more common that he gets recognized by an enthusiastic fan, and then your eyes all but tear up in joy

he deserves good things!!!!

he is a very "that's my wife!!" person if u know what i mean

you always reassure him that you wouldn't change a thing about your unconventional love story and that he is perfect in your eyes, that he never has to think he is inconveniencing you and that you are not having a hard time because he is... himself

his clothes are ridiculously large on you, you adore it

Ben gets jealous in a sulky way for obvious reasons, even though he trusts you with his life

therefore you make a point to always latch onto his arm when you are out or at an event; your man is a hero and you are proud to be his soulmate and best friend, judgmental comments be damned

you gotta gently push him to get out there a bit more and live his life, but with you it's less intimidating

when the two of you babysit Franklin those are some of the happiest times ever, chaos love and giggles galore

he has such strong dad instincts it is just crazy, and the baby looks comically small in his arms

yes Franklin likes to climb him and yes you are laughing while internally praying to keep those memories forever

Reed and Sue trust the two of you completely and you literally offer to babysit even without them asking

those times also include all of you falling asleep after going out to the park or reading children's books in silly voices

and then it results in a bittersweet scene of Ben sprawled out on the couch, you on top of him an the baby in your arms

@ ben enjoyers plss back me up on this! <3

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Past Life Episode Three Thoughts

(yes I am posting about e3 the day e4 came out shhh I was busy)

POVs Watched: Grian, Scott, Martyn, Joel, Ren, Etho, Gem

I swear, Grian had read the redoing gimmicks fan theories and said "we're not having the boogeyman this session" right at the beginning just to throw people off

This is the first time the Watchers have unambiguously communicated with players, right? They sort of did through the tasks in Secret Life, but this is just straight up telepathic manipulation

Grian finding Etho and then just deciding to also invite Joel 🤣. We know you're secretly a Boat Boys shipper Grian, it's ok

ETHO GEM I beg of you not to do a PVP fight every session. I really want one of you to actually win

HOW IS THE SQUARE HOLE STILL KILLING PEOPLE

I'm obsessed with Etho having made up a version of king of the hill around ladders

If we don't get a full eight episodes of Past Life I am holding Grian PERSONALLY responsible for it due to how many people the Square Hole has killed /silly

GRIAN HOW COULD YOU MISCLICK THE BED

Martyn is going to have a really short season I fear

Etho has just moved in with the Villies for this sesson and I kind of love it.

"It's for the greater good if we do our society task" Grian says, killing EIGHT PEOPLE

Top ten life series moments ever

Them trying to figure out who destroyed the ladder tower has the exact same tone as the "who broke it" audio

Grian almost successfully gaslighting everyone into thinking it was Scar is one of desert duo's funniest moments

"They don't know about us and Etho" Grian you could try to make the society sound less like an illicit polycule

Ok Grian CALLED THE WATCHER SIGN AT SPAWN THE WATCHER SIGN. The Watchers are just canonically part of the Life Series now, right???

Bdubs why do you need to tell a "manly" story? Etho, why did you refer to the Cabin Crew as the Tuff Guys to Tango? Neither of them have left the copper tower I fear.

I can't believe Flower Husbands are divorcing over the dragon egg

"Come on you pansys" Bless you Bdubs, I don't think you should say that

Etho admitting that he'd "seen something" to Scott. Scott: "We're Cabin Boys, we started out together". Etho: "That's just the way it is this time Scott, I'm sorry," Scott: "Fine" (affectionate) They're so wholesome it makes me SICK

Scott telling Jimmy to put his armor on after he said he wanted to end Jimmy's series earlier in the episode. Oh Flower Husbands why are you like this

Bdubs stop being possessive over Etho challenge impossible

Also Gem's "Why are these two constantly divorced." She is the voice of the fans as usual

Poor Scar asking if there's any room in the light house. He just wants to escape the toxic Ethubs and I undersand

Tango roleplaying peeing in the hot tub was something I genuinely never ever needed to experience

Cleo inviting Scott to join her team because she needs someone who can survive was so cute, I love them!

Scar immediately recognizing the whisper effect from Secret Life and calling it the "Shadow People." He's been so traumatized by that (and I love that cc!Scar has forgotten that bit of lore is not canon for everyone). Also I know Shadow People=Watchers is an extremely common headcanon in the fandom, but I think this basically confirms it considering we also know the Watchers are in Past Life due to Grian's episode

Scott and Ren flirting was not on my Past Life bingo card, but I guess it makes sense to invite him into the extended Scott polycule

"We don't do anything as a family anymore" Bdubs please for the love of god decide if this is Clockers 2.0 or not because you can't be homoerotically possessive over Etho if he's also your dad ISTG

Poor Scott is the househusband who just wants his working husband and stepkids to call him during the day

MARTYN PUTTING IN THE EYE OVER THE WHISPERING SOUND AHHHHHH

Martyn's first though for sword blocking is that he can use it to bow to people...he will always be Hand of the King

"You can't leave me alone Martyn, not again!" The Double Life feels! I'm obsessed with how much Cleo cares about Martyn when they're not soulbound.

Joel having read all the theories is taking me out. There are people I expect to do that and he is not one of them.

Joel wants to keep the boats in his walls 💕

ETHO CHECKING ON JOELLLLL. I'm actually going to cry that was the cutest thing ever. Smalletho feels, yeah, but also the fact that cc!Joel and cc!Etho are genuinely friends now makes me smile every time

"Sorry, I saw the lever, I had to pull it"-Joel. Silly Skizz, you'd think he knows people do that after teaming with. Grian for a season.

The way that Skizz's presentation is significantly more effective than any of the Tuff Guys' WL presentations

"[Etho's] acting a bit weird," Joel he asked if you were OK. I fear that's normal behavior (though he did hit the nail on the head so maybe it was just a vibe)

Joel's POV of the Secret Society meeting is actually the funniest thing ever because he has absolutely no idea what's going on

"We're all at a circus themed resteraunt...and unfortunately the food is made of bugs" Tango how would you even come up with that?

BDUBS YOU CAN'T USE IMPROV CLASS TO WORK OUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP ISSUES WITH ETHO 😭

Is Stefan going to enter into the lore as Etho's alter ego like BigB has Terry?

Bdubs and Skizz recreating lady and the tramp with a millipede in the pokiball roleplay was not something I had ever considered would happen

I love that the Gluten Guys' secret chest also has 61 wheat. Yes, it has food value, but at the same time why?

I'm actually obsessed with Etho saying "If we all don't play along, we won't have to worry about anything" right after the heard the whispers. Scott's passive anti-Watcher influence is STRONG apparently

Impulse talking to Ren like "I like your idea of making sure someone who has not won a previous season is in good shape to win this season." I can only imagine Impulse really deeply struggling not to point to himself because he doesn't want to destroy the alliance

As soon as Ren started walking toward the pyramid with all his animals, I thought "he wouldn't take the right next to the cactuses and lava, would he?" Low and behold, he would.

I think Skizz should just join the Gluten Guys and they can be RITS (prounounced Ritz)

Tango's first reaction to the multikill being "I'm so proud of him [Etho]" is actually the most wholesome thing ever

New Etholore from this session is that he cannot lie convincingly

The Gluten Guys putting up an emblem on the top of the pyramid...with every episode they inch closer and closer to reforming the Red Army

Etho getting harassed by the initiate message and lamely trying to tell Bdubs to leave him alone so he can decompress 😂

I'M GOING TO LOSE MY MIND WHAT DO YOU MEAN ETHO COMING TO CHECK ON JOEL WAS A PLOYYY. I WATCHED IT FROM JOEL'S POV AND THOUGHT HE WAS SINCERE I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE

Etho immediately sowing discord in the rejects. I see you trying to break up the competition

"This is a friendship ring" Skizz thinks he's avoiding the shipping gauntlet, unaware that he's just unlocked a new QPR in my mind

"Is this a real skin that you used? That's crazy!" Says the guy who's been dressed as Kakashi for as long as anyone can remember. Pearl does not deserve this.

Etho continually stealing from the Villies' chests throughout the episode is my favorite sideplot

Etho accusing Jimmy of "trying to steal my boy away" was certainly...a choice

"I'm not the glue or anything, I'm just the one whacky guy" oh sweet precious Etho, you are absolutely the glue and I don't know how you can't see it too

*shaking Bdubs by the shoulders* WHAT IS THE CABIN BOYS RELATIONSHIP! You're continually calling them your family, and just referred to Scott as an uncle, but you have a weird jelousy arc with Etho going so I don't know what's happening anymore. Also, if Scott is the uncle, who's brother is he? Etho breaking up with Cleo and marrying her brother would be really funny actually, but he could also be Etho's brother, in which case Etho and his kids having to move in with him is just the continuation of his deadbeat dad arc from WL

Grian getting worried Pearl will not cover for them when the ladder falls is so funny knowing that Pearl is actually their most vehement defender

"You're going to kill us all" Jimmy you have NO IDEA

I love Scott screaming in the background of the octokill in the exact same way he did for Grian and Scar's triple kill in 3L

[jazzi-fizz]

Fanfic Request:

Hey! I’d love to request a Kakashi x fem!reader fanfic based on a soulmate thing.

In this naruto world, Kakashi belongs to a rare clan where hatake members can hear the thoughts of their soulmate—but only their soulmate. The twist? The reader (who can be either a civilian or a ninja) doesn’t know they’re soulmates, but Kakashi figures it out the moment he starts hearing her thoughts loud and clear.

It starts off cute and funny thing—she is getting frustrated at her job and blabbering mentally, she is thinking mundane things making lists, insecurities

Later kakashi tries to get close to her by sending anko asuma or kurenai or gai to befriend her and somehow het her in the same group... then he starts going out with friends a lot to know her better... and every time ge is more amused by her. She is usually quiet on the surface..maybe an introvert but has the loudest mind... She thinks all sorts of comebacks, jabs and sarcasm but keeps it to her mind... kakashi hears it all !!!

Slowly she’s admiring him from afar, crushing , having random little moments of wanting him.

As the story unfolds, her thoughts evolve from admiration to attraction, to full-blown desire (yes, I mean those lewd thoughts).

But she doesn't admit it... Meanwhile, Kakashi, being the patient king he is, takes his sweet time to build a genuine bond with her, all while silently enjoying her thoughts . He confirms her feelings in a game of truth and dare where he asks very direct questions to which she answers mentally first and covers it up out loud....

Kakashi relishes in every spicy, emotional, and heartfelt thought she has about him.

Later he begins to court her and openly flirt and then finally date her... Smutty happy ending...

The fic could explore:

First impressions through her inner monologue

The progression from crush to respect and emotional connection

Mutual pining (because Kakashi also falls for her)

Fluffy moments and slow-burn tension

Eventually some delicious long smut once the feelings are mutual and the bond is deep

Part I

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Oranges, bananas, apples …. 

The kids in front of Kakashi kept weaving around the crowd, excited to get to Ichiraku. Kakashi almost forgot about the farmer’s market big sale. They had brought merchants from various lands, giving the villagers an opportunity to buy rare foods and items. 

Oh! This will make a nice kale salad! 

Kakashi’s eyebrows furrowed, his eyes flickering off the book to see who was talking so loudly. Their voice basically sounded like as if they were next to his ear. 

There were many voices floating around them, but this one seemed particularly loud, and a small echo followed it. 

Wow! Look at those peaches! They’re huge! 

Kakashi turned to the peaches stand, a whole bunch of people surrounding it as it was a rare fruit out of season. He didn’t see anybody making any wild movements and the voices he tried to match with moving lips didn’t sound like the earlier one. 

“Kakashi-sensei! Come on, slow poke!” 

Kakashi’s head twisted forward again, Naruto waving an arm in the air with the two others behind him walking away. He sighed, rubbing the exposed part of his forehead before trucking forward again. 

Maybe they’ll have chocolates from Yugakure! 

That’s oddly specific, Kakashi thought, but he ignored the booming voice as he caught up with his students. 

Those people can deal with the loudmouth themselves. 

Kakashi melted into the crowd, unbeknownst he missed the opportunity to see that the person he heard never moved their lips at all. 

* 

Kakashi barely remembered what his mom was like. 

He had vague memories of a woman standing at the kitchen sink, humming softly, as she washed dishes or washing off the dirt on the vegetables she would use for later. 

Memories of a lilting laugh, the soft warmth of a body holding him to fall asleep, the smell of home cooked meals. Blurry images of his father laughing at the dinner table, of shared, loving looks between two parents, and the happy barking of dogs. 

Visions of a woman who ruffled his hair, who told him how much she loved him, who would sing him and their dogs to sleep, and his father kissing the side of her head. 

Then, one day, she was just gone. 

He did vividly remember the vacant look on his father’s face, the way his sunny personality suddenly turned cold, and the red-rimmed eyes after a sleepless night. Kakashi did recall hearing his father sob many nights when he thought Kakashi was fast asleep, the whines of the pups, and the devastating realization that he would never see his mother again. 

Then, when Obito once told him a secret that he knew Rin was “The One,” Kakashi decided to turn to the person who knew everything. 

So at dinnertime, with the ninken scattered around them after eating their own dinner, Kakashi spoke up. 

“Dad, how did you know Mama was ‘The One’?” 

Sakumo froze, chopsticks in mid-air as he registered his son’s words. Kakashi just shoved more food in his mouth as he waited. Then, a laugh spouted out of his dad’s mouth. “My, what brought this on? Have a crush of your own?” Sakumo reached over with his chopsticks for a piece of beef. 

“No, Obito said that Rin was The One today.” 

Sakumo chuckled lowly, shaking his head. “Wow, kind of young for that thing, no?” 

Kakashi shrugged his shoulders. 

His dad smiled gently at him as he set his chopstick down. “Well, maybe it’s time to tell you the clan’s secret.” 

Kakashi’s eyes widened as he immediately sat up straight. “We have a clan secret?” 

Sakumo winked at his son, a finger to his lips. “The best secret.” A sad smile sat on his lips. “Want to hear it?” 

Kakashi set aside his chopsticks and nodded eagerly. “This will have to do with Mama?” 

Sakumo nodded his head. “Yup. And maybe for your future partner too.” 

“Partner?” Kakashi’s head tilted, his hair flopping just so. 

His father only laughed heartily. “Definitely too young to think about it for you. But I’ll tell you me and your mom’s story. And the clan secret.” 

Kakashi sat up on his knees, fists on his thighs as he got ready for what seemed like the most important conversation ever. 

Sakumo looked out the window briefly, noting the Sakura petals falling gently. “It was on a day like this. I was walking down the farmer’s market when I heard….” 

Kakashi’s eyes shone as Sakumo recounted his father and mother’s first meeting. He gripped onto the story like his life depended on it, putting it away for safekeeping, along with the clan’s secret, so he could come back to it and revisit a pleasant memory. A hopeful story. 

Even if it ended abruptly, he knew his father and mother were happy together. Surrounding each other like orbits, the sun and a planet, the moon and the ocean waves. 

Because they were made for each other. 

And the concept of soulmates was introduced to Kakashi at the mere age of six, not knowing that exactly twenty years later, he would meet his own. 

* 

They were being summoned for a mission. 

Kakashi guided his genin towards the Hokage Tower, already recognizing the signs of Naruto’s restlessness and Sasuke’s shoulders tightening from annoyance. Sakura thankfully ignored the two boys, walking in between them to act as a barrier so they wouldn’t go at it before the mission even started. 

“I hope it’s a super cool mission and not one like pulling weeds like last time!” Naruto said, punching his fist in the air as he skipped forward. 

“It would be nice to have a bit of a challenge, I suppose,” Sakura said. 

Kakashi let them drone on as his eyes stayed on the pages of his book, following behind them with his free hand in his pocket. He didn’t look up until Asuma called out for him. 

Kakashi looked up as Asuma approached him to clasp a hand on his shoulder. Kakashi chuckled as Asuma said his greeting. He could see Team 10 up ahead catching up with his own team, goofing around as Sakura and Ino hung back to talk to each other. 

“Going on a mission?” Asuma said, dropping his hand to grab a cigarette from his packet, lighting it up. 

Kakashi nodded, putting his book away. “Yeah, we’re being summoned right now.” 

Asuma nodded, puffing air out of the corner of his mouth, cigarette dangling on the edge of his lip as he put his lighter away. He chuckled, taking the stick out of his mouth. “Maybe you’ll get to meet the old man’s new secretary. My recommendation.” 

The sound of their footsteps and the kids’ laughter up ahead distracted Kakshi for a second before his brain caught up. “Wait, a new secretary?” He couldn’t remember the last time the Third had one of those. 

Asuma smiled crookedly as he nodded. “Yes, today’s her first day. I met her when I was in the Guardian Ninja. We ended up in her village for a while and became quite close after. She’s a bit reserved and demure so please be nice to her.” 

“Oh?” Kakashi tilted his head to the side, smirking underneath his mask. 

Asuma rolled his eyes. “No trolling, Kakashi.” 

He chuckled. “Of course not. We don’t want to scare her away. Where she from?” 

“Yugakure.” 

Kakashi rose an eyebrow. “They’re … pretty passive.” Asuma nodded. “And she wanted to work here? One of the biggest shinobi villages?” Skepticism washed over his face. 

Asuma laughed. “She wanted to see the world. I told her it would be good for her.” Smoke billowed out his mouth as he took his cigarette out of his mouth. “She should know what it’s like out in the real world. They’re quite sheltered there to be honest.” 

“And it’s her first day?” 

“Yup.” 

“And she has no idea what she’s getting into?” 

“Nope.” 

“You’re an ass,” Kakashi said. 

Asuma barked out a laugh, not denying his words even a little bit. 

* 

Kakashi didn’t know what to expect from the Third’s new secretary, but it certainly wasn’t this. 

When they first entered the Hokage’s office, Kakashi noticed a woman standing by the Third’s desk, a clipboard in hand and a soft smile. Unassuming, gorgeous, and quiet. 

Then, he heard her. 

Aw, they’re so cute! I can’t believe I was nervous in the first place! 

Kakashi nearly tripped on his two feet as they stopped in front of the Hokage. Did he really hear that? He glanced at his genin out of the corner of his eye, and they made no indication that they heard what she said. 

Okay ... Maybe he needed to get more sleep then. 

As the Hokage spoke, Kakashi kept glancing over at the woman. Hiruzen introduced her as his new secretary, and Kakashi was proud of his genin when they bowed respectfully towards her, even if Sakura did have to elbow Naruto into doing it. The young woman giggled, and that stirred something within Kakashi that he couldn’t quite explain. 

Then the Third moved on as if Kakashi wasn’t intrigued to learn more after his auditory hallucination. 

The mission was simple. Thieves and bandits were targeting a tiny village up north, and the village head had requested Konohagakure for help. The thieves would be dangerous, but they weren’t shinobi, so Kakashi wasn’t that concerned. The kids seemed excited for something new, and Kakashi had faith in his team to handle this. 

Wait, the Hokage is seriously going to send kids on this mission?! What kind of job did I sign up for?! 

Kakashi glanced at the Third’s secretary, blinking as her lips stayed sealed and a serene smile graced her lips, eyes curved in half-moons. 

Wait, there it was again! Was he going crazy? 

Lightning zapped through him, an epiphany finally lighting up, and he straightened up even further. 

Was she—? 

No! 

He didn’t even want to think about it right now. He didn’t know what to do. This couldn’t be real. 

Kakashi bowed to the Hokage, accepting the request. 

Ugh, and their sensei doesn’t even question it? Does he even care?! 

Kakashi stood up fast, eye widened at the implication. She scribbled in her small clipboard, her face betraying nothing. 

Of course he did! 

This was just … normal to them. He took a deep breath. He remembered where Asuma said she was from, and he had to remind himself that of course she would think a lowly ranked mission like this was troubling. 

Besides, the mission wasn’t that dangerous. At least it was nothing compared to the missions he was given when he was their age. 

He gave a side glance to his genin, watching as Naruto picked his nose, Sasuke scowled off to the side, and Sakura twirled a piece of her hair around her finger as she snuck glances at Sasuke. 

On second thought, maybe a cat rescue mission should’ve been better suited … 

Still, even after her troubling thoughts, she wished them all good luck. “Be careful and come back safely!” she said, lifting a hand as she said her goodbyes. 

The kids waved at her, but Kakashi paused. When was the last time someone said something like that to him? She tilted her head in question as he just stared back at her. Then, he gave his famous close-eyed smile and shut the door behind him. 

What an odd man, he heard. 

Kakashi sighed internally. 

Yeah, he deserved that. 

* 

When they came back from their successful mission, Kakashi couldn’t wait to run into the Third’s secretary again. 

He wondered if she had adjusted more in the last two weeks they had been gone. He just needed to confirm that he hadn’t gone insane and hadn’t hallucinated the entire thing. 

It’s times like this he wished his father was alive. 

Was that clan secret his father told him so long ago really true? He had almost forgotten about it until that woman came into his life. Even then, it was hard to believe he hadn’t dreamt up the whole thing. As he perched on the roof across the Hokage Tower, he watched through the windows for an opportunity to make his debut. 

As the Hokage left the office, he watched amusedly as the young woman fluttered about the office. She pulled at her hair when she saw the mountain of paperwork that the Third had neglected, cleaned up his desk for him, and kicked at the desk in frustration when she dropped a pile of loose paper. A chuckle escaped his lips, and then he jumped over. 

It was but a murmur mere moments ago, but now the voice came through clear, as if his head had broken above water after listening to everything muffled for so long. Stupid Hokage always making a mess of things! And I know he said I didn’t have to but look at all this! Someone has to look after him! And Asuma said this would be easy, that bastard! 

Kakashi eased the window open before jumping in. She gasped loudly and turned around, eyes widened in fear as she gripped some of the papers to her chest. 

“Yo!” he said, a hand up as his eye squinted into a smile. 

Oh. It’s that guy, she thought in a deadpanned voice. 

Kakashi blinked his eye open, surprised to see a serene smile on her face. She composed herself rather quickly. 

“Good afternoon. Did you have an appointment with the Hokage?” 

Kakashi rubbed the back of his neck. “Not really, but I had a report to submit.” 

She looked at him with even eyes, her lips still tilted upwards. “What rank was the mission?” 

“C …” 

He saw her eye slightly twitch, but that same smile stayed planted on her lips. “Did he personally ask you to submit it in person?” I swear all that is holy if he didn’t ... 

Kakashi shrank a bit, hunching over as his hands went into his pockets. “Well, no …” 

“I was informed that mission reports ranked B to D can be submitted to the Mission Assignment Desk on the second floor.” She pointed her pen towards the ground to indicate a lower level. Seriously?! How much rude can you be to just barge into the Hokage’s office?! Does he think he’s special? 

Kakashi shifted on one foot. “I mean, since I’m here …” 

She inhaled deeply, clearly trying to calm herself down, and ran a hand through her hair. “If the Hokage doesn’t seem to have a problem with it, then okay. But please follow procedure for the next time unless he specifically asked you to report in person.” She rose an eyebrow at him. “Got it?” She placed the pile of paper she had grabbed earlier and set it at the corner of the Hokage’s desk. 

Kakashi stood at attention, his face feeling all hot. He swallowed. “Got it.” 

She smirked, turning away. 

Good, so he can follow orders, she thought, and for some reason, that zapped lightning down his back. As she opened the door, she glanced back over her shoulder. “Oh, and next time, please use the door like a normal person.” 

Kakashi couldn’t help the grin forming under his mask. 

* 

He relaxed his shoulders, shoving his hands into his pockets, as he casually strolled along. 

Was this stalking? 

No, he was just researching. 

Investigating. 

This could be his … 

He hesitated at the last word. 

Kakashi couldn’t believe that the clan secret was real. There was no denying it now. He had hung out with her, who he now dubbed as Peaches, plenty of times with his friend group within the last month. Just being within her orbit helped him learn a lot about her. 

Her favorite snack was peaches. He would always see one in her hand when she was running around, or when she would sit down for a break and enjoy the cool breeze outside. He heard her amusing snarky remarks in her mind whenever they were around friends, especially towards Ebisu. She disliked how the village treated Naruto and would try her best to be a positive adult in his life. She sometimes wondered if the Hokage even knew what he was doing with the kid. 

Kakashi tried really hard not to pry too much, but sometimes he would catch her thinking about her family. Something must have happened with her younger brother since she grieved a lot about him whenever she saw Naruto. She always thought how he reminded her of her little brother. 

Whenever those thoughts arose, Kakashi would find an excuse to leave the friend group so he could respect her privacy as much as he could. 

Even if he didn’t know exactly what happened, he had a feeling he could relate. After all, he still blamed himself for his friends’ deaths. 

And she seemed so bright and hopeful, the opposite of him, and wondered how could this person really be his other half? Did he even deserve this? What if he wasn’t good enough for her? 

Did a person like him really deserved something so meaningful like love? 

He came back to reality when he heard her again. 

Hmm … bananas, chocolate, eggs, spinach, ramen … oooh! Some pork and tofu to make something special for Friday? 

Friday? What’s happening on Friday? 

Kakashi turned to glance at a fruit stand, keeping an eye out on the young woman. 

And maybe some wine! Yes! Then I can finally finish Make-Out Paradise! 

Kakashi nearly tripped on his next step as soon as he heard that thought. Catching himself, his cheeks heated at the thought of her reading any of that. Curiosity licked at his heels as he found himself drawing closer to her. 

Before he knew it, he was standing before her after she had paid the merchants, blinking up at him with those cute wide eyes. “Yo, Peaches! Let me get those bags for you.” 

That little signature scowl of hers took over her features as she huffed, “That is not my name! How many times do I have to tell you?” 

Kakashi only grinned as he took her bags away, and she easily let him do it. 

This was almost a routine for them. He had teased her about the nickname ever since he caught her with a few peaches at one of his favorite reading spots in the park, peach juice dripping off her chin as she tried to quickly clean herself up when she noticed him. 

Peaches claimed she didn’t like the nickname, but once while tipsy at a bar, she thought sadly how he hadn’t called her it all night. That thought brought a fire to his heart he didn’t know he had, feeling more alive that day as it was technically her first confession that she liked something he did for her and her only. Now he was determined to always call her that, wanting to see that cute little pout of hers whenever he said it. 

Peaches now walked beside him as they treaded back to her house. “Thank you for the help,” she said, a small smile on her lips. 

Kakashi shrugged. “Don’t mention it.” 

As they walked in comfortable silence, kids yelling in the distance caught their attention. They turned to see Ino, Choji, and Shikamaru hanging with Sasuke, Sakura, and Naruto. They laughed loudly at something Naruto did, and Kakashi was surprised to see a small smile on Sasuke’s face. 

“You know, I see the way you favor him over the others,” she said, tilting her chin up and frowning. 

Kakashi blinked and turned his attention back to Peaches. “Uh ... who?” 

She scowled up at him. “Sasuke, obviously!” She shook her head. The kids’ voices faded the more they walked, turning a left on the trail. The summer breeze brushed against their cheeks, the sun hanging below the horizon, and the sky turning into a blend of beautiful colors. Peaches smiled, looking ahead. “They all have crazy potential. Don’t forget that you can focus on more than one student, okay?” 

Kakashi’s cheeks heated in shame. “Do I really favor Sasuke that much?” 

She laughed. “I’m not a shinobi, but even I see it. I hear about it too.” She gave him a side-eye, then put a finger up to her lips, a smile forming underneath it. He wondered if her lips were as soft as he imagined. “But I’m no snitch.” 

“Noted,” he said, smiling back down at her. 

She grinned up at him. “I just want you to think more about the students in your care. I know you have that Sharingan and all, but your skills are beyond that. You have the ability to really make those children flourish.” 

Kakashi nudged her shoulder. “Thought you were against all this shinobi stuff.” 

She sighed. “I am. But if they’re going to be out there, they might as well be trained as well as they could be.” 

When they finally approached her house, she reached her hands out for her bags. Kakashi gave them to her, their fingers brushing, making his skin prickle with excitement. “Thank you again, Kakashi.” She met his eyes, smiling softly. 

He reached over to pinch her nose. “Anytime, Peaches.” 

She pouted for a second before giggling. 

 He’s silly ... but it’s kind of cute. 

Kakashi rode that high for the rest of the evening. 

* 

It was becoming addicting. 

Coming back and learning more about her. Even if it counted as a cheat code, he didn’t care. Her thoughts consumed his whole being, feeling closer to her than ever before. 

His eyes fluttered shut when he heard her, the sound alone calming his anxieties and worries. 

Weeks flew by and Peaches began integrating into the village more easily. She was closest to Asuma, but they acted more like siblings than anything else. Plus, everyone knew that he was secretly dating Kurenai. Peaches was second closest to her. 

Kakashi wondered plenty of times when he should try to cross that line of becoming more than friends. Although, they were always bickering in public, their friends sometimes making fun of them, he wanted to turn the tables. 

Luckily, that opportunity fell into his lap one night at a party hosted by Asuma. 

When Kakashi arrived, he didn’t expect some of his comrades to already be tipsy. He supposed he could’ve come earlier. 

Peaches stood by the kitchen counter, holding a red cup as Gemma laughed next to her, his shoulders jostling as she hid a small smile behind her drink. 

Kakashi almost instinctively rolled his eyes. That was a new development he didn’t really like. Ever since Genma became more comfortable around Peaches, he had been trying to flirt with her mercilessly. She always seemed uneasy about it, laughing it off. Not because she thought he came off as creepy, but in her thoughts, “This must be some type of joke since there are way prettier girls that he could get.” 

He didn’t really understand that mindset, but at least he knew that Peaches wasn’t really reciprocating Genma’s advances. 

Kakashi walked over to Anko, who was currently glaring at Asuma and Kurenai. “What’s up your butt, Anko?” he said, running his hand through his hair. 

Anko pouted, taking a sip out of her drink. “I’m not sure. Me and Kurenai got into it earlier.” 

Kakashi rose an eyebrow. “About ...?” 

Anko’s face flushed and she looked away, picking invisible lint off her sleeve, holding her cup steady. “Nothing, forget it.” 

Kakashi let it go for now, although he had always wondered about Kurenai and Anko before Asuma came into the picture. No one really talked about it, but he supposed that no one really thought about it after Asuma started taking interest in Kurenai and she in turn. 

An hour after everyone had arrived, Genma had proposed a drinking game. Peaches excitedly sat down on one of the zen pillows when everyone made a circle. The game was Never Have I Ever. The game was going smoothly, the questions varying from mild to risky, until all hell broke loose. 

It almost seemed like Kurenai and Anko were going back and forth between questions that were obviously pointed toward each other. Asuma’s eyes widened as he finally realized what was happening. Guy scratched his head, unsure of the events unfolding before them, and Ebisu coughed awkwardly into his arm. The questions just kept getting bolder than the next. 

Anko glared at Kurenai, determined to get her back. “Well, never have I ever had sex in the supplies closet at the Hokage Tower!” 

Guy’s eyes bugged out as Genma spit out his drink. 

Kurenai’s face went red, and Asuma suddenly became fascinated with his cup. “Th-That’s too specific!” 

“That’s the point, dummy!” 

“Whoa, whoa!” Genma finally interjected, his hands up with one hand still wrapped around his red cup. “How about you guys just shorten to ‘never have I ever had sex.’” 

Anko glowered from the floor. “Fine. Never have I ever had sex.” 

Genma nodded and stood back, satisfied he dismantled a bomb. 

Kakashi noticed Peaches sat there, looking like a deer frozen after hearing a noise. Even if he tried his hardest to figure out how to give her privacy, he couldn’t tune out her thoughts, and he greedily took it in. 

Oh, gods, what do I do?! Everyone is taking a sip! 

Kakashi had his lips already at the rim of his cup, unfazed by the question. But when he heard her next thought, he almost spit out his drink. 

I’ve never had sex with anyone! I mean, does oral count?! 

Kakashi’s cheeks flushed, not realizing he would be privy to these kind of thoughts. The questions before, while dirty, didn’t arise this reaction out of her. He avoided her gaze, coughing slightly as he tried to keep his composure. 

Even Guy is drinking! I’m going to look like a weirdo if I don’t …! 

His eyes flitted to Guy, who happily took a huge gulp. 

Kakashi supposed this confirmed that the blind date he set Guy up on a few years ago must’ve been a success. Guy had refused to “kiss and tell.” 

He saw movement out of the corner of his eye and noticed Kurenai watching Peaches. She smiled back, although it was off, and brought her cup to her lips. 

Oh, please let oral count. I don’t think I can handle this embarrassment! 

She slammed her eyes shut and took a swig, her hand propping her up from the floor closing into a fist. Kurenai looked away and scowled at Anko, who promptly stuck her tongue out. 

Hope they bought it … 

Kakashi tried not to think about what he heard. The excitement that shot through his body made him feel gross and he shook away the dirty thoughts as she sat up on her knees on the zen pillow. 

“Not to be a party pooper, but can we be done with this game?” Kurenai asked, putting her empty cup down. 

“Why? Because you—” 

Ebisu covered Anko’s mouth from behind, smiling. “Let’s move on to the next game then!” 

Tension released from Peaches’s shoulders and she put her own cup down, shaking her hands. Thank the gods … 

“Seven minutes in heaven!” called Kotetsu, grinning as he finally came over from the kitchen with an empty glass bottle. He put the beer bottle in the middle of the circle, laughing like a cartoon villain. 

“Uh, excuse me, some of us might not even want to—” 

Peaches perked up, tilting her head. “What’s this game about?” 

“You’re about to find out!” Kotetsu said cheerily, spinning the bottle. 

Kakashi held his breath as it slowed around his girl—his girl? he thought—and let out a sigh of relief when it landed on Izumo. 

“Shocker,” Anko said in a flat voice before snickering into her cup. 

“Cool,” Kotetsu said, pulling up his friend and taking him over to a supply closet in the small hallway. 

She looked around, blinking. “Wait, what are they doing?” 

“Timer starts now!” called Anko as she looked at the clock on the wall. 

Asuma turned to her, smirking. “Seven minutes in heaven is when two people go in a closet and make out for seven minutes.” 

Her eyes grew as big as the full moon outside. “M-Make-out?” 

Kurenai nodded. “Yup!” she said, popping the ‘p’ at the end. 

Her face went completely scarlet as she looked down. “That’s so … I mean …” She looked up and hunched down a little as if she were telling a secret, eyebrows drawn up. “… in front of everyone?” she whispered. 

Guy laughed, clapping her on the back and she jolted forward with the action. She about spilled her drink before she caught it, glaring at Guy over her shoulder. 

“Little lotus, you are too innocent sometimes.” 

“Sheltered,” she corrected, her cheeks dusting with a pink color. She scowled. “I’m not as inexperienced as you think!” 

“Oho, really now?” Genma said, a teasing lilt in his voice that Kakashi did not like. His grip tightened on his cup as Genma came to take the empty spot next to her. “What if we end up going in together then?” 

Anko laughed out loud, slapping her thigh as she looked at Genma. “You can’t be serious! You’ll destroy her!” 

“What?!” she squeaked out, her face as red as a tomato now. “What does that even mean?!” 

Kakashi inwardly groaned, rubbing his forehead as he tried to take calm breaths. 

I can’t go in with Genma! He’ll laugh at me! She sat up and her eyes swung around the room until they found Kakashi’s. 

He blinked, staring back at her. Her face took over a pleading look and he wondered what she was trying to communicate. Kakashi! He’s the only one I would feel comfortable going in there with! Can he tell? 

His eye softened and he was about to smile when she finished her thought. 

I could knee him in the balls if he tried anything! 

Kakashi had to cough just to cover up his laugh. Ah, maybe he’s starting to understand why she didn’t go for Genma. He thought that maybe Genma intimidated her. But was that a good or a bad thing that she felt she could knee him in the balls? 

After Anko yelled at the boys to come out, they started the spinning again. Anko’s turn was next, and it landed on Kurenai. Kurenai looked like she was about to blow up, but Anko only told her to hurry up to get it over with. Peaches looked after them curiously, and then Genma suggested that she spun next so the next couple would be ready to go. 

Peaches spun the bottle, and it seemed like time slowed down as it kept swinging around and around. 

Until the unthinkable happened. 

The bottle spun and spun until it slowed to a stop in front of Kakashi. 

Her jaw dropped for a quick second before she collected herself. 

“Shame,” Genma said as she stood up, dusting herself off. 

She glared down at him as he smirked up at her. “Ha ha, very funny.” 

Kakashi lifted himself off the ground, suddenly wondering if this was a good idea or not. Of course he wasn’t going to make her do this if she didn’t want to, but being boxed in would not help with the temptation. 

Okay, you can DO this! You can tell him off that nothing will happen! Everyone knows we don’t get along! 

Kakashi frowned, happy to have the mask cover his reaction at the thought. Was his assumption that they playfully bickered wrong all along? Now he was second guessing all their interactions. Just because she seemed to have a misconception about him didn’t mean they didn’t get along … right? Well, now he’s going to have to work on that aspect too. 

Anko came back with a flushed Kurenai, smiling smugly at Asuma, who only rolled his eyes. When she caught sight of who was next, she perked up. “Oooh~ Enemies to lovers, huh?” 

“Not really enemies,” Kakashi murmured. 

“It’s not like that! It’s a game!” she huffed, her cheeks flushed red as she walked past Kakashi in a rush. 

Anko rose her eyebrows and then looked back at the group as they all whooped and hollered. Kakashi rolled his eyes and shook them off as he followed the young woman to the supply closet. He let her enter first, and Anko wiggled her eyebrows excitedly as Peaches turned to look at her from the inside of the supplies closet. Kakashi tilted his head, wondering what that look was about. 

They watched Anko slowly close the door, the ray of light that the gap provided diminishing second by second. 

Until the door clicked close. 

And there they stood. 

In complete darkness. 

Why am I so nervous? Do I actually want him to kiss me? she thought. No! I shouldn’t think like that! He probably doesn’t even think of me that way. I’m like a little sister to him. Besides, who cares?! He reads Make-Out Paradise in public! What kind of person reads those in public unless they want to be called a pervert?! 

Kakashi almost chuckled at her inner dialogue. Oh? Does his Peaches have a slight crush on him? Could this be the moment he had been waiting for? He heard her shuffle in the dark. 

Kakashi’s fingers lifted, and he slowly rolled down his mask. Her thoughts only deepened his confidence in his actions. 

Oh, gods, why does he have to smell so good?! 

He smirked at that, using it to his advantage as he crowded closer to her. “Peaches,” he said softly, his voice having a slight rasp. 

“Don’t call me that!” she hissed, hands clenching behind her as she felt him near her. “I have a name, you know!” 

But seriously, why is his voice so sexy? This is ridiculous! It’s Kakashi! 

Kakashi’s hands reached out, finding her arms. She sucked in a breath as his fingers followed up her arm and then down until he moved to grab her waist. She let out a cute, little squeak when he pushed her back against the wall, coats rustling and hangers clanging against each other as they bumped into them. 

He leaned in, his lips barely grazing her ear. Her eyes widened when she realized his lips were naked. He took his mask down! For her? No, no way. 

She found purchase on his arms, gripping tightly and feeling his hard muscles underneath his shirt. Her knees weakened as he whispered his next words. 

“Do I make you nervous?” 

Her eyes fluttered closed as goosebumps erupted across her flesh, shivering at the way his lips grazed against her skin. Her hands tightened even further around his arms. His nose ran down the column of her neck, and she moved it to the side to give him more room. “Fuck, you smell good,” he said huskily. 

A tiny whimper escaped her mouth, and that about undid all his self-restraint. “Peaches, you gotta push me away if you don’t want me to kiss you.” 

Kiss me, kiss me, goddamnit I want him to kiss me! 

Before he could act on it, he felt two of her palms slide to his chest, hands clenching the fabric of his shirt into her fists. He stilled, waiting for her to do the next move. Her stance poised as if she could push him away or pull him in. 

Oh, gods, what do I do? Would it be awkward if we ended up kissing? I want him to kiss me, does he really want that? Or is this part of the game?! Are we just drunk? 

Her fists pressed further into his chest, and he wondered if this was her way of saying no. He almost helped to take a step back, but then— 

Ah, fuck it! 

As she pulled him down towards her, his hands planting themselves against the wall beside her head, the door flung open. 

“TIME’S UP!” Anko shouted, a giddiness lacing through her laughter. 

Peaches jumped in her skin and shoved him away. He scrambled to pull his mask up before she started to yell at her friends for making her sit in a closet with the village pervert! 

“Hey, now!” he called out as he exited the closet. 

He noted how her cheeks flushed red and the way she avoided his gaze. “Oh, shut up, we all see what you’re reading! It’s not like you try to hide it!” 

“The romance is very sweet!” 

“As if you only read it for that! It’s written by Jiraiya for Pete’s sake!” 

Genma laughed as he got in between them, his hands stretched outwards as if to tell both of them to cool it. “All right, all right, we get it. You two hate each other and not even a little game could make you get along.” 

“I resent that!” Kakashi said, plopping down next to Guy. He snuck a drink in before pulling his mask back up quickly. “I don’t hate Peaches!” 

She let out a frustrated sound, throwing her hands up as she walked off to the other side of his house. “That’s not my name, pervert!” 

“OhmygodOhmygodOhmygod! I almost kissed THE Kakashi Hatake! What is wrong with me?! When did he get so hot?! 

Honestly, he didn’t know how much longer he could take this before he snapped. 

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Hi love!! Can u do a ponyboy Curtis x childhood bestfriend fem reader where they knew eachother since kids and go to the Same school and used to do sleepovers and they do platonic cuddling and any and the reader secretly has a crush on him and you do any ideas?? I ran out of ideas like you could do like how they’re having a sleepover and reader confesses or anything you want

Yes this is so cute omg

“𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬”

“Hey, move over,” you yawned, nudging Ponyboy with your elbow.

He grinned sleepily and lifted the edge of the blanket for you. “Oh no, you’re the one who takes up all the space.”

“No your the one whose got all the blanket” you teased as you moved in closer, you were laying on the floor of the Curtis living room, your usual sleepover spot since you were little kids. Soda was out with Steve and Darry had picked up some work last minute, and the rest of the gang were god knows where so Pony took his chance and invited you around his since it was quiet.

It was a Friday night and Pony’s room had been too warm, so the two of you dragged blankets and pillows into the living room like you used to in third grade. Now, you were both older, still best friends, still doing sleepovers, but it was starting to feel a little different.

At least for you it did.

You were curled under a blanket beside him, and his arm naturally around your shoulders. He was always connected you in one way or another, olaying with your hair, holding your hand, wrapping an arm around your shoulder or even standing close enough to be skin to skin, and it always made your stomach twist into knots in the best and worst way.

You didn’t know when exactly you fell for him, it kinda just happened, maybe it was the way he always remembered how you liked your toast, or the way he looked at you during class when something funny happened, or maybe it was just… always there, deeply rooted and just blooming as you both grew.

The movie you’d been watching played quietly in the background, neither of you really paying attention.

“You ever think about how long we’ve known each other?” you asked softly, eyes on the ceiling, you weren’t trying to avoid his gaze, but since you were he could tell something was eating at you.

Pony tilted his head toward you. “Yeah, it’s kinda crazy, huh? You’ve basically been around since I learned how to spell.” He slightly snickered.

You smiled faintly. “Remember when we used to pretend the couch was a pirate ship?”

“‘Captain Pony’ and ‘Mermaid Y/N.’ Mom always took too many pictures and I’d get annoyed.” He reminisced, and shook his head.

You laughed gently at the memory, then fell quiet again, you didn’t mean to but you didn’t know what else to say. He glanced at you, narrowing his eyes, “What’s goin’ on? Your all quiet n stuff, what’cha thinkin about? Me..” he grinned and squeezed his arm around your shoulders, trying to open you up and read your thoughts.

You hesitated for a moment, then you whispered, “Do you think it’s weird that we still do sleepovers?”

Pony blinked. “What? No, I mean, it’s you. It’s aint weird.”

You nodded slowly, staring at the flickering screen. “It’s not weird to you… but sometimes I think it’s weird to me.” Then flickering your gaze down to your fingers as you started to fiddle with them out of nervousness.

His brows furrowed. “What. What do you mean?” His gaze pierced at you, he just wanted, needed you to look up at him and tell him the thoughts swimming in that head of yours.

You swallowed, voice suddenly a lot quieter. “Pony I- I don’t think I feel the same way I used to.” You then sighed, like you’d been holding it in for years.

He sat up a little, just enough to look at you more clearly. “What’re you saying y/n?”

“I mean— I still love this, being around you. I love the sleepovers and the way we’ve always had each other and being close, but it’s not just best friend love anymore. At least not for me.”

Silence. Oh no, no, no, no you were too nervous for this, it had just slipped.

You didn’t look at him, instead you’d already said too much, why not just lay it all out. “I think I like-like you pony, I have for god knows how long now and I didn’t wanna say nothing but-” you slapped a hanf over your mouth, why couldn’t you just stop damn talking.

He was just quiet for too long for your liking, your chest started to ache like your heart had dropped down through your body. You tried to stand and rushed out your next words “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same. I just—”

He reached out instinctively but gently grabbed your wrist and pulled you back down “hey wait don’t go- I do. I do” he said, voice low. “I just didn’t think you’d ever feel that way about me.”

You finally looked at him, lips parted, face tinted pink, eyes wide and heart thudding. “Wait… what? You do?”

He gave you a soft, shy smile. “Yeah. I thought I was just imagining things. But the way you looked at me sometimes… it didn’t feel like just a best friend look. I mean I tried to make it obvious that I wanted you but I’m not too good at it..”

You laughed a little, half-relieved and half-nervous. “So what now?”

Pony hesitated, then reached for your face softly and almost jittery, whispering as he leaned down and close “..can I kiss you?”

Your nodded wordlessly, letting him grab your face as your hand went softly around the back of his neck, his hair brushing past your fingers as you equally pulled him in, lips pressing in a featherlight kiss, the kind that made you feel sweet and messy and like fireworks had went off all at once.

When you both laid back down, his arm came around you again, and this time, your fingers laced with his.

“Still not weird,” he whispered into your hair.

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[ascnsionismx]

The hardest part about all of this, was that deep down Mathias had an inkling of this. He'd stay up late at nights, when his thoughts were the most rampant. During those nights he thought of so many endings and possibilities, and one of which was exactly what Suresh was talking about. No one had heard from the God of Life in so long, at least Mathias certainly hadn't. The Higher Ups claimed they had, but their words were hard to believe at the best of times. If this thing in him wasn't the God of Life, then what was it?

It does not let go. Yes that made sense, because Mathias never let anything go. He held on tightly, refusing Death to take anyone from him again. Was that why he was becoming something else? He had been told that resurrection was a gift and who cares if it wasn't natural. People would sneer at him and the undead he created, treating the both of them like monsters. But the undead deserved love as much as anyone else, and Mathias wanted to be their patron saint.

Fate was the reason for everything. Fate was why his family died. It was why anyone who dared to steal him away was run down. This was all fate, and Mathias knew better than to go against it. Yet now Suresh was telling him that perhaps fate was a liar. Was he lied to? Was he not supposed to be this? Mathias leaned back as Suresh got closer. It was no secret that he was afraid of the naga and all he could do. Seeing his god this close was equally frightening. "How do I stay me?"

There wasn't a guide on any of this. Mathias couldn't commune with the God of Life, nor could he really talk to whatever Suresh saw in his mind. The attention of a god was terrifying, but having your strings pulled by them was worse. He wondered if Suresh felt that fear too. From what he knew of avatars, they were basically in the same situation. Their bodies and minds being vessels and playthings for the divine. At least Suresh knew his god. Mathias took his friend's hand and slowly stood up.

"How do I keep it from stirring too much? How do I still be me while I become...whatever it is I'm becoming?"

Suresh sat still as stone, letting Mathias's question breathe. Fester. It deserved that. And more. “Am I the God of Ruin?” The voice that had spoken was not Mathias’s. And yet it was. That was the horror of it. The rot under his skin had a voice now.

He took a long breath, one that trembled just slightly at the end. Then Suresh stood, not to intimidate, but to feel the ground beneath him. A kind of anchor. He looked at the boy... no, the man, in front of him, and saw not a prophecy, but a tragedy unfolding on a grand and sacred scale. "I do not think you are the God of Life," he said again, softer now. "Not the way you've been told. Not the way they maybe wanted." Suresh walked a slow half-circle, as if speaking aloud might make the thought more bearable. The club a constant pulse around him. "Life is not simply birth and breath and bloom. It is also endings. Surrender. The quiet gift of letting go so something new can come..." He stopped in front of Mathias again. "And whatever divine thing is growing inside of you... does not let go." There was no malice in his tone. Only knowing and maybe a touch of sorrow. "Return. Revival. Resurrection. And you bring those three things..." A pause and another knowing look, "And not always by consent." Suresh glanced toward the rot that had crept further along Mathias’s chest... spidery tendrils now, black and green webbing under skin. "You answer loss not with healing but with a refusal to accept it. A terror of being left. A hunger for permanence. The love that refuses to die. That turns graveyards into reliquaries."

He met Mathias’s eyes. Burning gold meeting bright blue, searching for the child he once held by the wrist, the boy who begged for a second chance at anything. And Suresh could feel Desire against his spine, in his eyes, curiosity. "Fate does not always tell the truth. Fate can lie to keep us walking towards it." He leaned in, and for a moment he let Desire pull through him, not as a weapon, but as truth. A gente, terrible truth. He leaned in, and for a moment he let Desire pull through him—not as a weapon, but as truth. A gentle, terrible truth. "I do not just see you. I see what you love. What you ache for. And I see the ones you'll do anything to keep." The air around them thickened, neither threatening nor benign. Just charged, like the moment before lightning. Mathias… he was still human. For now. Still soft at the edges. Still craving love like it was something holy.

He stepped closer now, quiet, sure. "And that's the piece of you I cherish most. That ache. That need. That human fracture. That's where you are still... you." Suresh’s eyes shimmered, the gold becoming liquid for half a breath, Desire watching, weighing, learning.

Suresh dabbed beneath his nose again, watching the smear of red on his fingertip with a strange sort of calm. He did not try to hide it. If anything, he held it up for a moment between them, as if offering a bloodied truth. Before he placed his golden finger on his own tongue. He smiled and let his hand fall. "It's good to be frightened. Very human...." He let out a soft breath, "Having the attention of a god is... terrifying, Mathias. It is not a warm light. Or a soft prayer. It is pressure. A hunger that rearranges you in its image. A gaze so total, so consuming, you forget where you end and it begins." His voice darkened like distant thunder, low and knowing. The smell of iron and rain and jasmine in the room. Suresh placed a hand on his stomach, another over his heart. "I have lived under that gaze for a very long time. I've borne its love, its jealousy, its endless appetite. Let it inside me. Let it reshape me..." Suresh took a step closer, quiet now, solemn. "You... have more than a gaze. You have an echo inside your bones. A seed. The god in you doesn't just watch... it stirs." Suresh reached his hand down and offered it softly but firmly to Mathias, drawing him into a standing position so they could look into each others eyes. He tilted his head faintly, almost gently. Then, with something dangerously close to tenderness he whispered, "The god in me sees the god in you..." A ripple, a murmur. "And I hope they can continue to be friends. As we are and have been."

[jamiethebeeart]

I'm so very very normal about Dani, I promise (lineart by @five-rivers ) @green-with-envy-phandom-event

[frameconfessions]

I hope the protoframes remain relevant even after this story arc for the Drifter concludes, but I also recognize how complicated things would get with how many characters they could keep trying to make stay relevant, leading to a Konoha 13 Naruto type situation where we have too many relevant characters from Umbra & Ordis all the way to Kaya Velasco.

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[cuteniaarts]

Digitalised + coloured + redesigned version of my Suiren and Vaatu sketch from two days ago, as promised!!

Coming up with Suiren’s design was a very long process of trying and failing because after you’ve drawn 9+ different versions of one character, the creativity starts to run a little dry, but I’m actually really proud of this one, she looks absolutely adorable <3

(Also yeah I did mostly just scribble Vaatu’s pattern because who has the energy to draw the all out accurately. Not me, that’s who, I’m chronically tired. People who draw him on the regular have my utmost respect. He’s still a funky little guy though :D)

Bonus, Raava incessantly screaming inside Suiren (and being completely ignored because Suiren is tired of her) while all this is happening:

[kalosian-woods]

The next Kalos Sitting Cuties Plush to become a pfp (I LOVE sitting cuties plushes so badly and the Kalos mons one look so stupid /aff)

But to answer your question;

A) assuming AO3 tags wise, I guess do whatever is most convenient for you? i dont really know or understand how AO3 tags work to have an opinion lol, or maybe you can use the tags that alr exist but for the 'mons who does evolve but don't in canon you can make your own additional tag? Like "[Trainers Pokemon] Evolve" or something, but yeah, do whatever is most convenient to you,,

B) OK OK HEAR ME OUT.

No one truly knows what Yveltal and Xerneas are.

Like yes! They are in fact Kalos' Legendaries, but in the games or anime it was hinted/showed (depending kn the source) at us that the two pokemon are yk resting in their cocoon/tree stats thing, meaning that for around ~1000 years people have no idea what they look like or what they're like.

And with the fact that Zygarde is also mostly an unknown pokemon in Kalos, I basically created the headcanon that;

What's inside the pokedex entries of Yveltal and Xerneas are purely 100% from myths and legends (much to the scientists and professors distaste)

What they look like is also based on speculation, from old picture books and paintings (ALSO much to the scientific world's distaste)

Everyone has their own story about the two pokemon! Think of it like folk stories, passed down from generation or generation via stories that no one can truly confirm but believe in due to its history and roots

In those stories they sometimes feature a third pokemon no one could identify but was always described to be the order and balance of the other two legendaries. But other than that, no one knows what that pokemon is.

They're like myths in the Kalos Region, they know it exists. But like, everything they know about it is from legends and myths and folk stories and all that,

(this headcanon is purely self-indulgent, i love folk stories and myths and legends, so i wanted to give Kalos a bit more of it outside of the movie 'mons and to its own legendaries.)

I know, right!! I’ve been just playing around with these jpegs ever since they came out since they do look so hilarious (and cute!!). That’s not even getting into the other items they have for the Kalos mons (finger puppet Pancham my demented /aff). Can’t wait to go through all the Sitting Cuties for these guys because some of them are bangers for sure.

And yay!! Thanks for your thoughts heh, for (A) I honestly am just so confused on Pokémon tagging on AO3 because they do go through their stages throughout the series and it does feel weird to stick to their final ones for the whole series. Like on one hand it makes it easier?? To group them all and that, but on the other hand I’m not writing Talonflame for the whole AU and I haven’t seen much fics that do work with the unevolved forms much to be able to tell the norm. Might just stick with their normal species name for now and forgo the more unique tags until later. When I feel like tackling this issue. Idk. But I do like the additional tag idea though, so I might sit on that one.

And for (B), lemme just say HOW DID YOU READ MY MIND ABT THE ZYGARDE ONE!!! A few days ago I was actually thinking about how no one would actually know about the third Legendary and just ascribe it as the Order of all things and so. Maybe show it as an eye in the background, green streaks or roots or something. But yeah, you’ve got some good ones for sure, I’m loving them!! Having varied folklores about the Legendaries would be so interesting, especially with different views (like while some would revere Xerneas, others will talk about too many weeds sprouting or trees taking over the area, or even some appreciating Yveltal and the role it plays in the ecosystem with stories to match) and retelling passed down families that get garbled over time. That’s probably how the Professor and other scientists pieced together a coherent enough explaination for their Types and descriptions (which explains how barebones it is!! And how Xerneas only got the mono-typing because it’s *jazz hands* basically life incarnate so Fairy was the best pick for it), with them being identified more on traits rather than looks (because a rainbow isn’t exactly very clear information).

Dw I’m a huge history/mythology nut too so I love these kinds of hcs heh. Ngl I had my own thoughts about rituals people would do for harvest or for breeding related to the Legendaries and all that as it is, to make sure that everything goes well (and more stuff but it gets long after a while lol. I’m way too invested in this). As it is I always used to think that Zygarde should’ve been Mythical since it was barely known and to match with Hoopa (chaos incarnate), but yeah as you said basically even Yveltal and Xerneas are rarely seen, so they’re just all like that lol. Very much feeds the idea of Team Flare trying to get the two only to shake the third one out of hiding for me for sure. But yeah!! Very fun thoughts for me and you heh!! :D

[lady-caden]

Tbh i think I'm aro/ace and maybe that's why relationships are so whatever for me and that's why I have a hard time telling between platonic vs romantic. Or at least I'm somewhere on the aro/ace spectrum

[skrunksthatwunk]

sometimes you need to go back and listen to the music you liked when you were 13 because it's good for you. and no im not talking about like emo nostalgia in this case we have enough posts about that. im talking about dad rock. actually im just talking about barenaked ladies

[insidejupiter]

jingliu is a perfect example of "if this female character was male, shed be universally loved instead of heavily criticized"

[brionysea]

turns out trying to stick to the season 4 timeline with the sole difference of mike being in hawkins doesn't work because mike notices things MUCH quicker than the rest of these people

[itspileofgoodthings]

I really love one of the writers of while you were sleeping and I really hate the other one.

[moeblob]

But consider: You are allowed to be happy. Borgar can make happy.

True, but the counter consider: unemployed. That's rent money I can't be spending on $250 borgplush.......... I wish I had funding but alas.

(and no way can I expect or would I want someone to give me that much for something I do want but do not need.)