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sshining · 7 years ago

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Road Taken

I AM LATE FOR A VERY IMPORTANT DATE.

Hello @umbrasolaris I am your incredibly tardy secret santa for the @shalluraexchange ! I would first like to thank you for your patience (unexpected things kept popping up, as they do) and I hope you enjoy this gift :D

70 percent of diplomacy is appearance.

Breathe. Just stay calm.

Nothing like the aftereffects of war to cause his shoulders to tense up for no reason. His hand was poised to knock at the door, but Shiro paused for a second to prepare his next words.

“Allura, it’s me.” he finally decides before tapping.

The hallways of the castleship were more than familiar to him; but the air felt tense and heavy in the silence. Only the stirring hum of the door disturbs the uneasy ambiance as it shifts to invite him in.

The door opens to reveal a long navy train, sparkling as if the night sky were woven into its fibres. Allura stood in front of her mirror, garbed in a form fitting dress. She stared into her reflection with sombre eyes, mouth silently moving in recital of her speech. Her usual circlet lay discarded on her table.

He remembered; she was no longer a princess after today. Allura’s coronation was in a matter of varga, and it would make her ruler of the united galaxies, freed from ten thousand years of oppression.

“Empress.” Shiro greets, kneeling before her. His cape falls around him as he does so; Lance thought it looked cool, but he couldn’t help but feel that it was more for aesthetic than actual combat purpose.

“Shiro please, it’s just me.”

“Nervous?” he asks.

“Just a little.” Allura smiles warmly as she meets his eyes in the mirror. “Although I can’t say this is my first coronation. I don’t really have an excuse.”

They had just several days ago attended Lotor’s coronation aboard the old battleship that had once housed central command of the Galra forces. The ceremony had been small, but broadcast to all corners of the known universe. The prince had pulled it off so effortlessly; his speeches were always so charismatic, and had reportedly resulted in parties by the millions as the people celebrated.

“Everything will be fine.” He promises.

Shiro rises to his full height; he had always towered above her, flew lead position in formation as the head of Voltron and was rightfully the master tactician of most of their major moves during the war.

She had and would gladly follow him into battle, now and forever.

And yet he had chosen to do the same for her. He called her both by name and by title, followed her into the depths of space, lead when she could not.

A fellow Paladin.

Her leader, now appointed formal General of the Official United Forces of Voltron.

Family.

“Look how far you’ve come. You’re a fully realised paladin of Voltron. Your bond with the black lion is stronger than ever.” He has no need to summon the black bayard, but Shiro pats his thigh with a smile. “It’s been a journey.”

“What about you? You’re about to be ruler of the united galaxies.”

“Please don’t remind me.” Allura pleads.

“I guess I can’t call you princess anymore.

And you won’t let me call you Empress…how about Commander in Chief? Queen? Your Exaltedness?”

She laughs and gently pushes the paladin’s arm. “Just Allura is fine.”

Shiro’s hand extends out towards hers; she takes it and squeezes it tight.

“I’m with you. Now and forever.”

The ceremony begins as the suns of their host planet begin their descent; the sky flares up in a deep, fiery orange, pierced by the skyward pillars that rose from the ground. Silent spectators in their thousands followed on Allura’s every step up the grand basilica steps and finally onto the stage. Shiro watches, ever attentive with the paladins behind him.

Coran and Hunk wipe tears from their eyes; Pidge’s own watering eyes give away her struggle to remain composed as Lance places a comforting hand on her shoulder. Keith watches on with a fond smile.

Allura takes a moment to find Shiro’s eyes; he nods reassuringly, and she continues, holding her head high towards the crowds as she begins her well-practiced speech.

“Ten thousand years of darkness and tyranny spread by Zarkon now comes to an end as we win this war. But the fight is far from over. We must continue to spread peace and light across the universe, serving others wherever we can. It will not be easy. But I believe that with your help, and the help of the Paladins of Voltron, this will surely be an era of love that will triumph over the darkness that has plagued us for so long.

I vow to always rule with compassion and dignity, not only to ensure a future of harmony, but also to honour the memory of my father, King Alfor, and those who gave their lives so that we might have the hope of a better tomorrow.”

Lotor, now Grand Prince of the Galra commands the attention of the audience as he steps onto stage, a great horned headdress in his gloved hands.

“Allura of Planet Altea, daughter of Alfor; kneel before those you vow to protect, so that they may give their lives to you freely.”

The princess kneels and bows her head.

“Before the eyes of those who are present, will you accept this crown, and the weight of the lives of those you will govern, with it?”

“I shall, and I will bear the burden gladly.” Allura states firmly. Her eyes close as she takes a deep breath.

The crown settles gently onto her head; Allura’s eyes open instinctively at the weight and her legs feel as if they were about to shake.

“Rise now, Allura of Altea, Empress of the United Galaxies. May your reign be long, prosperous and full of the love and peace you have fought so hard to attain.”

“Long live the Empress!”

Amid the thundering feet and the cheers, Allura only has eyes for one person—as people rush to embrace her and escort her down towards the reception hall, she reaches out for the black paladin.

He smiles proudly and wordlessly amidst the triumphant flare of trumpets, the roar of the people and the cascade of applause. And with the weight of the universe now firmly on her head, Allura takes a moment of calm—the reassurance of Shiro’s presence calms the flight happening in her stomach.

Everything will be fine.

With Coran’s direction, the paladins flew out from the coronation into the atmosphere for a spectacular show in their lions. Great cheers abrupted; a feast fit for thousands was thrown in celebration.

And eventually, as the five suns of their host planet began to sink beneath the horizon, Shiro found himself thrown into a party where the only scale for grandeur used was “fit for an Altean”. Whatever that meant, he was about to find out.

Lively music began to play; though it was with foreign instruments he’d never heard before, the melodies still resonated across the audience. The rhythm felt familiar.

Allura’s hand reached out for his; in a moment of unguarded distraction; she pulled him in for a surprise dance among the chaos of flailing limbs.

“Allura?! Uh, I don’t dance—”

“Oh, you silly paladin. You wouldn’t say no to the Empress, would you?”

Shiro chuckles ruefully.

“I’ve followed you into battle countless times. Now allow me to lead you.”

The paladin smiles. “Okay.”

Their arms twist up and around each other; a tentative hand rests on her waist, on his chest, and they begin to step in time to the rumble of the drums.

Shiro’s eyes woke; the sky was still a burnt orange, and he was confused. He had zero recollection of how he’d ended up unconscious on a hill of brilliant blue grass—his cape now a makeshift blanket.

His vision slowly returns to focus. The soft twinkling of the night sky woven into Allura’s dress greets him first as the details sharpen.

Allura hugging her knees next to him, greeting him with a smile. Her usual circlet has replaced the grand, horned crown from the coronation, on its rightful place around her head.

“How long have I been out?” Shiro asks.

“Oh…only a few varga. You drank too much nunvil, so I took you out for some fresh air. You fell asleep soon after.”

“How can the suns still be setting?”

“Planet Airandun’s suns never completely fall beneath the horizon due to their unique orbit. The way that they are spaced means as some of them set, the others begin to rise. In the native tongue, the planet is named Eternal Sunset.”

Half the words fly out of Shiro’s ear as he stares freely—the red sunset lends a light pink tinge to Allura’s hair in a way that makes it glow.

“You look beautiful, you know.” He says with a shy smile. Unsure if it was genuine courage or traces of nunvil still running in his blood, Shiro fights the urge giggle to himself.

Allura rests her head on her arms and frowns at the plains of blue before them. “I’ve been wearing armour for so long, I have to say I miss it. I don’t feel at ease without it.” She begins.

“I know the feeling.”

Allura eyes his armour peeking out from under his cape and smiles. “Can I be honest with you?” she asks.

“Always.”

Allura takes a moment. “Winning a war…is nothing like ruling. I’m terrified.

Zarkon is defeated…but there’s still so much to do, I can’t simply sit in a castle all day and be expected to deal with trifling matters like who gets what planets and so forth!”

Shiro stops to think. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but…

I’m kind of glad that you’re scared.”

Allura’s attention snaps back to him instantly. “How else am I supposed to take that?”

“I mean, it just shows that you want to do well. You understand just how hard a task it’s going to be.”

“You’re not helping, Shiro.”

Shiro tries another route. “You were Princess on Altea. Weren’t you taught how to rule?”

“That was one planet. One kingdom. Not millions of civilisations, all with different laws and customs.”

“Same principles, right?”

Allura grumbles. “Sometimes I just wonder; can’t someone else do this? Why does it have to be me?”

“You know why. Prince Lotor refused the throne.”

Someone else must take up the rule. Someone new, of royal birth, with unyielding honour and the ability to forgive. Who better than the Heart of Voltron to lead us into an era of love and peace?

“It must be you, Allura.” The Empress pouts mockingly, lowering her voice and raising her chin as high as it would go.

Shiro laughs at her best Lotor impression. “I hope Prince Lotor didn’t hear that. Don’t make him regret his decision.” He smirks.

Ten thousand years ago, she would have been more than happy with just the Altean throne. With the universe at her feet, Allura wanted nothing more than to brush it off and wake up from it, as if it were all a terrible dream.

She had to. But she didn’t want to. The sensation of doing as was expected of her had been such a familiar burden—the fate of the universe upon her, the thought of refusing it, handing it to someone else, had never been an option until now. She wanted justice for her father, for her people. At war’s end, there had been celebration, but in the quiet of the night, after the partygoers had passed out from potential nunvil intoxication, she could not stop the fatal question from rising like bile in her chest.

What now?

“We’ve just won a war. We’re barely out of battle and we’re to pick up the crumbling pieces of a ten-thousand-year-old empire?

I just want to run away.” Allura sighs. “Just for a little while, until I’m ready.

If this is my destiny…I just want some time before I face it.

A little rest. It’s all I want.”

The black paladin holds in his own sigh. “Sometimes we don’t always get what we want.” He murmurs. It was not the advice he wanted to give to Allura off the books; but it was the advice she needed to hear, between paladins.

“I know.” She replies in defeat.

Of course it wouldn’t be that easy.

Remnants of Zarkon supporters still scattered across the universe, putting up one last stand for their fallen Emperor. Lotor had officially requested back-up, and here they were, back in the heat of battle before they’d even had a pheob’s worth of peace.

It thrilled her, more than sitting on a throne all day and dealing with administrative niceties. The fit of her armour was a hundred times more comfortable than the soft robes of her robes as Empress. Her helmet felt more powerful than the grand horned crown she’d been gifted for her reign.

“Warriors, with me!” Shiro yells. The crowds number in the thousands; their answering roar is deafening as all manner of guns, swords, spears and weaponry are raised. The Empress watches with admiration; Shiro had always looked so gallant and noble, be it his picture on the Coalition posters or leading an actual battle. His fierce determination and call to arms to the had garnered an impressive response from all factions. The black lion roars in time to his battle cry, leading the rest of the Voltron lions in a symphony of deep, rumbling growls and snarls.

Paladins and leaders of the various factions had been briefed on the strategy hours earlier to ensure everything would go smoothly; but only now were the forces gathered and ready to clean up the last of the Galra Empire supporters.

Members of the Empire that had undoubtedly flourished under Galra rule—of course they weren’t going to let go of such a coveted position without a fight.

They were scared, rightfully. Resources that had made them great, riches that had been hoarded for ten thousand years now to be shared among the known universe.

More like squabbled over. Allura thinks to herself, consciously straightening her posture as the roar died down.

”Green moving out. Ace squadron alpha in tow.”

“Ace squadron alpha moving out.”

Shiro lowers his arm. “Paladins, watch each other’s backs.”

“Copy that, Shiro.”

He sighs.

“What is it?” the Empress asks.

“Oh, nothing. I just thought, now that the war’s over…”

“What?”

The black paladin frowns. “I wanted…I…”

Shiro’s annoyance flickers across his face. “It doesn’t matter now. We need to focus on our mission.”

“Just tell me!” Allura groans, exasperated. “I don’t want you acting like an angry Klanmüirl for the rest of the day.”

“I planned to take us out for a mini vacation.” Shiro blurts out.

Allura looks horrified.

“Today? We’re in the middle of negotiations! Hundreds of meetings!”

“Well…no. I asked Coran to postpone them for a day.”

Shiro’s unexplained plan clicks in the Empress’ head. “…for me?” she asks quietly.

“It turned out great, didn’t it?” Shiro laughs. “Happy mini vacation, Allura. I couldn’t even get you a single day.”

The annoyance melts into disappointment. “I’m sorry. I had everything packed, ready to go. And now we’re in the middle of a battle.

What a great holiday. Don’t you just love the sound of lasers in the morning?” Shiro chuckles dryly. “Blam, blam, blam.”

Allura is not sure if she wants to groan at the return of the bad sound effects, or if she wants to cry at the fact that Shiro had organised time aside just for her—that he had listened to her and done his best.

Allura decides on a smile.

“Like music to the ears.” she replies with a sigh.

Another sunset phase begins on planet Airandun—back from battle, yet another celebration happens as the last of the Galra rebel prisoners are rounded up to begin negotiation at another time. Lotor has left the punishment for treason up to Allura—she in turn, has decided her first act as Empress should be of forgiveness, to set an example.

All in all, a day’s work for the new Empress—she had been eager to hurry along the procedures for an altogether different reason.

Shiro sits atop the very hill he had passed out on, the night of her coronation. He seems at peace, for the first time since the end of the war. Allura runs up the hill with all of the energy she could muster, unable to help the sudden laughter that escaped her at the thought of disrupting the usually calm Shiro.

“Here, catch.” Allura greets him with a smile and a violently thrown rucksack towards the paladin’s head.

“Wha—"

Shiro barely manages to catch it, staggering backwards in recoil.

“What was that for?”

“Hurry now Shiro, we haven’t much time!” Allura smiles impatiently; she could barely keep herself from jumping on the spot.

“Coran has managed to get us a few more days before all meetings and negotiations—so that the Coalition factions can organise themselves after today’s battle!”

Allura’s hand snakes through his own, faster than he can process it—he instinctively holds on, and the force of her speed drags him along, back down the hill towards their lions, waiting side by side.

“Where—where are we going?” Shiro manages to bluster out as he concentrates on not dropping the heavy rucksack and not tripping down the hill.

“You tell me! Where were you planning for vacation?”

Shiro’s smile begins small and surprised; it quickly widens in realisation that this was actually happening.

“Have you ever heard of a beach, Empress?”

I borrowed Tolkien’s elf language for the planet’s name because inspo was a struggle. I borrowed Empress Allura’s crown from @blackmoonbabe because it was a #look.

Allura probably has no idea what a beach is and probably hasn’t packed accordingly. oops.

#shallura secret santa #shalluraexchange #umbrasolaris #shallura #i am so sorry this took so long things just HAPPENED #youipoststhings

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blade-liger-4ever · 1 year ago

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Same @umbrasolaris

#A good weekend blessing to all who read this

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gaasaku-fanfests · 9 months ago

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❤️!! 2024 GaaSaku Bingo !!🩷

WEEK 2 ROUND-UP!!

Here is the week 2 round-up of 2024GaaSaku-Fanfests BINGO!!😋😎😍😘💕💓💗💖

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Don't forget to like and reblog the fantastic work from both weeks so far!😘💕

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gaasaku-fanfests · 9 months ago

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Hi!😋😎😍😘💕💓💗💖

Welcome to the 2024 GaaSaku Bingo Master Post.😎

Again, the quality of the work submitted over the GaaSaku month astounds me. It's always so fun and exciting to see and read everything. Words cannot express my gratitude.

Thankyou so much to everyone who participated and liked/reblogged the fantastic submissions.💕

But enough of me. Here is the master post of the 2024 GaaSaku Bingo Event.

And as always:

Spread the GaaSaku love! 😋😎😍😘💕💓💗💖

Week 1

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Fic by emmalouisefanfiction

Art by akherontraveler

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Week 2

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Art by umbrasolaris

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Art by akherontraveler

Week 3

Art by umbrasolaris

Fic by red-headed-mrs-den

Art by natsumi-no-hibi

Fic by emmalouisefanfiction

Art by umbrasolaris

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Song Playlist by red-headed-mrs-den

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Week 4

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Late Submissions

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#GaaSaku #GaaSaku-Fanfests Month #2024 GaaSaku Bingo #fanart #fanfic #master post #masterpost

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gaasaku-fanfests · 2 years ago

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GaaSaku-Fanfests Month Prompts Post

Hi!😋😎😍😘💕💓💗💖

Here it is, the 2023 GaaSaku-Fanfests Month Prompt post. They are as follows: [click/tap on the images for a clearer read.]

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Day 1 ◊ BAMF Sakura ◊ Cinnamon Roll Gaara ◊ “Punch me.”

Day 2 ◊ First Kiss ◊ First Time ◊ “You kissed me to shut me up?!”

Day 3 ◊ Sparring ◊ Childhood Crush ◊ “Dance with me.”

Day 4 ◊ Medic ◊ Naked ◊ “That doesn’t go there.”

Day 5 ◊ War ◊ Inverse Trope ◊ “Who is the real enemy?”

Day 6 ◊ Masturbation ◊ Forbidden Jutsu ◊ “It’s not illegal where I come from.”

Day 7 ◊ Coffee/Café AU ◊ Tattoo ◊ “Why are you following me?”

Day 8 ◊ Pregnancy ◊ Long Distance Relationship ◊ “Didn’t see that coming, did you?”

Day 9 ◊ Song Fic/Art ◊ Sick Fic/Art ◊ “Make Me.”

Day 10 ◊ Desert ◊ Flowers ◊ “I wrote you a love poem.”

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Day 11 ◊ BDSM/Kink ◊ Porn ◊ “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

Day 12 ◊ Enemies to Lovers ◊ Friends to Lovers ◊ “Who do you think you are?”

Day 13 ◊ Wet Dream ◊ Inner Sakura/Shukaku ◊ “I had a dream about you.”

Day 14 ◊ Fake/Accidental Dating ◊ First/Blind Date ◊ “You opened my eyes.”

Day 15 ◊ One Night Stand ◊ Modern AU ◊ ��Close your eyes.”

Day 16 ◊ Kazekage ◊ Politics ◊ “Do You Trust Me?”

Day 17 ◊ Marriage ◊ Honeymoon ◊ “It’s our anniversary.”

Day 18 ◊ Masquerade ◊ Secret Relationship ◊ “Be quiet or they’ll hear us.”

Day 19 ◊ Strength/Weakness ◊ Forgiveness ◊ “I’m strong but you make me weak.”

Day 20 ◊ Joint Village Mission ◊ Chunin Exams ◊ “I wish I still hated you.”

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Day 21 ◊ Soulmate/Soul Bond ◊ Bodyguard ◊ “What will this cost me?”

Day 22 ◊ Morning After ◊ Pillowtalk ◊ “Good Morning.”

Day 23 ◊ Family ◊ Domestic ◊ “It’s your turn to do the dishes.”

Day 24 ◊ Mythology ◊ Supernatural ◊ “I want to eat you.”

Day 25 ◊ Sex Pollen ◊ Scent/Senses ◊ “You smell so good.”

Day 26 ◊ PTSD/Mental Illness ◊ Bad Guy Wins ◊ “Save Me.”

Day 27 ◊ Oblivious ◊ Trapped ◊ “It’s getting hot in here.”

Day 28 ◊ Confessions ◊ Protect/Overprotective ◊ “What's your starsign?.”

Day 29 ◊ Casual Friday ◊ Free Day ◊ “Be careful what you wish for.”

Day 30 ◊ Home ◊ Vacation ◊ “All I want to do is love you.”

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These prompts are only a guideline so feel free to interpret them as you see fit. There are plenty lot of prompts so there’s more to feel inspired by. 💕

Also:

I’ve updated the ‘rules’ and ‘timeline’ - you can navigate there on the gaasaku-fanfests blog. I’ve changed the theme for both blogs so if you get confused, don’t hesitate to ask any questions you might have.

That’s if from me. I hope y’all like the prompts and find yourselves inspired to write or draw when the time comes. And spread that GaaSaku love.💕

Remember:

To participate all you have to do is post on your blog and I will reblog it to gaasaku-fanfests. The rules are on the blog, easily accessible using the navigation. Make sure everything is tagged properly and warnings are clear

Have fun!

As promised: @kimazuiiii . @oitanjerine . @babybinxxx . sabito-hasaku . @24primaveras . @fallen-in-dreams . @xeresmalfoy . @mangoissour . @bighugsbadtimes . @gaasaku-needsmorefanart . @mechina . @nsart . @longliveustherecklessandthebrave . @umbrasolaris . @missjewelsart . @deathblossom255 .

And PLEASE share this post wherever you can.💕💕

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See you all soon. 😋😎😍😘💕💓💗💖

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gaasaku-fanfests · 2 years ago

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Hi!😋😎😍😘💕💓💗💖

Welcome to the end of the 2023 GaaSaku-Fanfests Month. And what a month it was. 😎 Also: bear with me, guys, because this post is going to get LONG.

I hope everyone was happy with the submissions and that all participants enjoyed creating this year. Thank you so much to everyone who participated and liked/reblogged. Don't forget to continue to do so. This pairing deserves all the love.💕

I have definitely enjoyed it as well.

[Note: all you guys who did multiple pieces spanning the whole month are crazy! I love yous lol. 💕 It kind of made this list a bit crazy too lol. (I redid this list a few times and there were definitely almost tears of frustration.. love yous though.) I really DO appreciate each and every submission, no matter how many or few, etc. Every single person who took part, regardless, is a LEGEND. Or a ledgebag, as they say in Irish slang.😘 (I'm not Irish. I'll shut up now).]

Without further ado, here is the master post of the 2023 GaaSaku-Fanfests Month. PLEASE GIVE YOUR LOVE TO THE PARTICIPANTS. And happy reading, rereading, and enjoying. 💕

MASTERPOST

umbrasolaris

Day 1: Cinnamon Roll Gaara

Day 2: First Kiss

Day 3: Childhood Crush

Day 4: Medic

Day 5: War!

Day 6: "It's not illegal where I come from."

Day 7: Café AU

Day 8: Pregnancy

Day 9: Song Art

Day 10: Desert

Day 11: BDSM/Kink

Day 12: Enemies to Lovers

Day 13: Inner Shukaku

Day 14 - Fake Dating

Day 15: Modern AU

Day 16: Kazekage

Day 17: Marriage

Day 18: Masquerade

Day 19: Strength and Weakness

Day 20: Chunin Exams

Day 21: Soulmate

Day 22: "Good morning."

Day 23: Family / Domestic

Day 24: Mythology

Day 25: "You smell so good."

Day 26: PTSD

Day 27: Oblivious/Trapped

Day 28: Overprotective

Day 29: Free day (Fluff!)

Day 30: Home

laceyjane44

GaaSaku 2023 FanFest Day1

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GaaSaku 2023 FanFest Day21

GaaSaku 2023 FanFest Day22

GaaSaku 2023 FanFest Day23

akherontraveler

Days 1 & 2: "BAMF Sakura" & "First Kiss"

Days 3 & 4: "Childhood crush" & "Medic"

Days 5 & 6: "War" & "Forbidden jutsu"

Days 7 & 8: Coffee AU & Long distance relationship

Days 9 & 10: "Song fic art" & "Flowers"

Days 11 & 12: "Tell me what do you want me to do" & "Enemies to friends to (someday) lovers"?

Days 13 & 14: Wet Dream & First Date

Days 15 & 16: "Close your eyes" & "Do you trust me?"

Days 17 & 18: (Anti) Honey Moon & Masquerade

Days 19 & 20 & 21: Forgiveness & Chunnin exams & Soulmate

Days 22 & 23 & 24: Good morning & Family & "I want to eat you"

nightingaleflow

The "Q" Word Curse

queenhimarisama

Helping Each Other

babybinxxx

the living cage

aristarr

Day 8: Long Distance Relationships

emmalouisefanfiction

Demon of Desire

kimazuiiii

Vampire Gaara

fallen-in-dreams

Morning After

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