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hii 🥹 its been so long, life has been soo chaotic but im finally getting into a steady rhythm. how are you???!! 💕 i missed my favorite writer

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My professors are sick of me at this point.

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What happened to your poetry, do you not do those anymore. I really liked the one about the glass box

Hi bby, I only write poetry when I'm going through some dark shit, so this is a good thing😭 we want more of this

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| Simpler times I

Yuji's Skateboard

Life was peaceful these days, after Sukuna’s defeat. Yuji often found himself with too much free time, Which explained why he was currently elbow-deep in a dusty box labeled old stuff in the garage.

His fingers brushed against something solid and familiar, the worn-down maple wood of his old skateboard, and his breath caught in his throat.

He’d recognize that feeling anywhere.

A bit more probing and he found the wheels. It was definitely his skateboard.

Carefully, he pulled it out. The board was scuffed, sun-bleached, and a little rough around the edges, but it was more than just a forgotten relic, it was a time capsule. A symbol of who he used to be, back when things were simpler… or at least, when the chaos felt survivable.

Back when he hadn't lost those he loved, when every day brought a new fight and somehow, hope. Part of him longed for the chaos of those simpler times.

Maybe that’s why he found himself setting the board on the pavement, stepping onto it in a sort of daze.

It creaked under his weight, but it was still good. He was a little rusty, but like riding a bike, you never really forget.

He shut his eyes, letting the familiar sound of wheels against concrete and the wind in his hair pull him back in time. The setting sun cast long shadows, and the first stars began to twinkle, adding to the stillness of the moment.

He must’ve been at it for almost an hour, lost in thought, because he didn’t hear you come in.

Unlike Yuji, you didn’t mind the quiet. No King of Curses, no crazed body-swappers, it meant peace of mind and It meant Yuji would come home in one piece.

You noticed the sound before you saw him, that familiar rhythm of wheels skating across pavement. For a second, it didn’t register. Then it clicked.

You paused at the doorway, jacket still in hand, and tilted your head toward the noise coming from the backyard.

A skateboard?

You stepped outside, curious.

And there he was.

Yuji. On a skateboard. In the pale golden light of the late evening, he looked like an old memory come to life, boyish, free, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. His shoulders relaxed in a way they hadn’t been in years.

You took a seat on the cold steps, ignoring the chill of the concrete. “Didn’t know you could skate Yu" you called out, voice light. “Not bad.”

The sound of your voice nearly sends him of the board in fright, how long had you been there?

He walks over and plops down beside you, the board resting between your legs. His breath came a little quicker from the motion, but his smile hadn’t faded.

“I used to be good" he admitted. “Skated all the time as a kid. Kinda forgot how much I missed it.”

A piece of lint on his pants catch your attention and you flick it off, fingers curiously nudging the edge of the board. “Think you could teach me?”

Yuji looked up sharply, eyes gleaming with amusement. “You serious?”

You shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “Why not? Looks fun.”

He barks out a laugh, already picturing you wobbling like a newborn deer. “Sure, baby. But why do you wanna learn?”

At the sound of his malicious laughter, your eyes narrow. You knew he was laughing at you, even before you got on the damn thing. Still, you let it go. “It'll be fun”

He grinned, clearly entertained, and stood up, reaching for your hand to tug you up too.

“Fair enough. Let’s have some fun with it.”

You let him pull you up, and he immediately pulled you into a loose hug, his arms draped lazily around your shoulders.

“Alright, love. First things first, you gotta learn how to stand on it.”

You immediately stepped forward, eager to hop on. If he didn’t stop you, you’d have probably ended up with a bruised tailbone.

But before you could move further, he scooped you up gently by the waist and plopped you safely down beside the board.

“Hey, easy there. You’re not gonna learn anything if you break your ass on the first try.”

You chuckle, he had a habit of hauling you around like a potato sack “I can handle a skateboard”

“Trust me nugget” he said with a smirk, crossing his arms. “You’re not just gonna hop on and magically shred. It takes practice.”

You can't stop your eyes from rolling, he was so full of himself. "Then teach me already"

You were enthusiastic, he'd give you that, so he stepped behind you, guiding your body into position by your hips, gently fitting you between his legs. His chest rested lightly against your back, his chin near your shoulder. “Okay, now, feet apart, knees a little bent... Just like that.”

You followed his instructions, brows drawn together in intense concentration, it was cute and he stifled a laugh. “Don’t overthink it, doll. Just find your balance.”

You gripped his hands instinctively as the board shifted beneath you. The second it rolled, your heart leapt, and your feet left the board just as fast.

Yuji caught you easily, arms tightening as you nearly indeed almost landed on your ass and broke it. “Got you.”

Your breath caught in your throat. “That thing’s trying to kill me.”

“Hardly” he says with a grin. “You just panicked.”

“I did not panic" you insisted, gripping his hands tighter in embarrassment.

He reaches around you, tapping your forehead lightly. “Sure, sure. Let’s try again.”

You nodded, more determined this time. He guided you once more, thumbs pressing gentle reassurance into your sides. and you managed to stay upright for a solid three seconds before wobbling again.

Again, he was there, catching you like it was second nature.

“You’ve got a knack for falling into my arms" he murmured.

“Maybe I just trust you’ll always catch me.”

That made him pause. Then, softer, “I will.”

Your next attempt went much smoother. Your legs stopped trembling quite so much and you stayed steady longer. He let go slowly, hovering just a breath away, hands twitching, ready to catch you if you slipped.

“You’re doing great, baby. Just take it slow.”

You focused on his voice, the steadiness of it. Pushed off gently.

The board rolled forward but alas, a crack in the pavement sent it jerking sideways, and you yelped. Yuji, immediately lunges forward, catching before you could take the nasty fall. "Christ!"

You clutched him tightly, heart racing. “Okay that one was not my fault.”

“Nope" he said easily, holding you close. “That one’s on the sidewalk. But you did good for your first try nugget.”

You grinned, brushing off the fall and him. “It won’t get me next time” you declared, eyes bright with determination as you stepped back onto the board.

Before you could even shift your weight, Yuji’s arms were around you, lifting you and slinging you effortlessly over his shoulder with a laugh that was part amusement, part protectiveness.

“Alright, that’s enough skating for today, doll” he said softly, with a pat to your butt as he carried you toward the house. "I kinda like having you around in one piece.”

You really want to keep skating but he was right, it was only a matter of time before you face planted.

“Okay, okay, you win,” you whispered back, curling closer as he sets you down inside, you would prove you were the ultimate skating rookie another day.

It's been a long time since I wrote a full time fic, I got used to snippets and almost forgot how good it felt to lose yourself in a plot. Enjoy!

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Pin of shame 📌

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| Making you lunch |

How the naruto men make your lunch

Uchiha Sasuke

-Keeps it simple with homemade rice, grilled chicken, and a side of pickled vegetables, all neatly arranged.

-Acts indifferent when handing it over but blushes slightly when you praise him.

-Tells you not to expect it every day, that he only made it because he felt sorry for your cooking skills

-but you know he’ll make it for you again tomorrow.

-Secretly learned how to cook your favorite dishes just to impress you, pretends he didn't know when you act surprised.

-"Grilled chicken is your favourite?...who would've guessed"

Uzumaki Naruto

-Tries his best but somehow ends up packing a ridiculous amount of instant ramen and some poorly wrapped rice balls.

-Part of you is convinced he does it on purpose because you almost always offer him the leftover ramen. He pretends to be reluctant at first but then instantly scarfs it all down the moment you insist.

-Looks way too pleased with himself when he gets to eat the extra ramen, like it was his plan all along.

-Makes up for it by adding a few of your favorite snacks and a messy but sweet note, saying, “Eat up, dattebayo!”

-Hopes you don’t mind the slightly charred onigiri, he really tried.

Uchiha Itachi

-You can't remember the last time you made a meal since you met this man. Cooking was basically his love language at this point.

-Packs you a balanced, nutritious bento with homemade onigiri, grilled fish, and perfectly sliced vegetables.

-Includes a handwritten note reminding you to take care of yourself, with a little doodle of a cat. (he he)

-Completely overdoes it, making you enough to feed three people. Acts sheepish when you point it out. He just wants you to be healthy. :(

-Later, subtly checks if you finished the meal, always quietly relieved when you do.

Hyuuga Neji

-Packs a beautifully arranged, traditional bento with steamed rice, sautéed vegetables, and perfectly grilled teriyaki chicken. Every component is meticulously placed,nothing out of line.

-Adds a side dish with a subtle hint of sweetness, like a small portion of kinpira because he knows you like a bit of variety.

-Wraps the bento carefully in a cloth with a delicate knot, almost like a ritual.

-Hands it to you with his usual calm demeanor, saying, “It’s just lunch. Don’t make a big deal out of it.” But there’s a hint of softness in his tone.

- If you try to share with him, he’ll insist that it’s for you, but eventually, he’ll take a small bite when you persist because he secretly loves when you feed him.

Uchiha Obito

-Goes a little overboard, wanting to impress you, there’s a bit of everything in the lunch box.

-Tries to make it cute with heart-shaped onigiri but ends up with some amoeba-shaped ones.

-Awkwardly tells you it’s nothing special, but eagerly waits for your reaction.

-Is over the moon when you tell him you love it. Very happy and content for the rest of the day :D

-Practices shaping the onigiri late at night, determined to get it right one day.

Aburame Shino

-Meticulously plans out a balanced meal, incorporating seasonal ingredients and local produce.

-Adds a small honey-flavored dessert, subtly mentioning that it’s good for energy.

-Insists you have to eat everything in the order and color code he packed it in to enjoy the experience. (Undiagnosed OCD king)

-Quietly observes your reaction, feeling a bit more relaxed when you compliment his thoughtful choices.

-Takes your lunch prepping into his hands from that day onwards, quietly noting if you follow the order next time.

Hatake Kakashi

-Prepares a well-balanced and surprisingly elaborate meal, featuring grilled fish, miso soup, and perfectly seasoned vegetables.

-Keeps the presentation simple but elegant, not overdoing it, because he likes practical yet tasty meals.

-Hands it to you casually, acting like it’s no big deal, but subtly watches your reaction from the corner of his eye, leaning against the counter not so casually.

-Secretly happy he has someone to cook for now after living alone and making single meals for so long.

-Sometimes accidentally overcooks because he’s still adjusting to making more than one portion.

-If you compliment him, he just shrugs it off with a playful, “Don’t get used to it,” but the slight upward curve of his eye gives away his satisfaction.

Uchiha Shisui

-Whips up something colorful and fun, like octopus-shaped sausages and cute rice animals.

-Makes sure to add a little dessert, usually something sweet and homemade. Insists they're solely for you but will steal little bites out of them.

-Hands it over with a bright grin, saying, “Only the best for you!”

-Insists on feeding you every bite, says it's part of the 'Shisui lunchtime experience'

-"Say ahhh!"

-If you try to feed yourself, he’ll pout and insist that he's the one in charge of feeding you.

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We have a new addition to the headcanon list everyone!- Shisui! (Applause)

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I might do konoha founding fathers headcanons in the future, because ngl, Hashirama has me in a chokehold right now.

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ive never done anything wrong so if you dont like me its probably because youve got an impure heart

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The drive back home dragged on in tense silence, thick enough to choke on.

He could feel the anger radiate off you in waves, cold and unrelenting, and it was driving him insane. Every second that passed without a word said felt like nails under his skin. The cool blast of the AC on his skin was nothing compared to the chill you were giving him.

He wanted to pull over, make you look at him, talk to him, but he didn’t. He just kept driving, jaw tight, hands gripping the wheel like it might keep him grounded. It was a quiet standoff, neither willing to break first.

You, meanwhile, stared out the window, jaw set, arms crossed. Closed off. Completely unapproachable.

He glances at you once again from the corner of his eye, irritation simmering just beneath the surface. He knew your silence wasn’t passive, it was a deliberate punishment, and it was working.

He wanted to fix this, to explain, but you wouldn't let him. His grip on the steering wheel tightens further until his knuckles turn white.

He let out a exasperated huff, the sound sharp in the quiet car, hoping maybe you'd spare him a glance. The distance right now felt heavier than miles. God, he wanted to reach for you, pull you close, shake the stubbornness of you, but his own pride wouldn't let him.

When he finally pulls into the driveway, you don’t wait for him to stop the car properly, throwing the door open and slamming it shut for good measure, storming towards the house.

He gritts his teeth, watching you slam his door and retreat with disbelief. Then he was out of the car too, catching up to you just as you reached the front door.

He scoffs as the front door is slamed in his face, swallowing his anger and opening it once again. That's it, he's had enough of this. Before you could stomp up the stairs as well, he quickly grabs your arm, yanking you back to him self.

“Let go of me Toji” you finally snap “I don’t want to see you right now.”

He scoffs once again, frustration bleeding into his voice, his hand slidding from your arm to the delicate curve of your chin. “Enough with that bullshit, let's just talk it out”

This was the problem with him, he never listened. You try to twist away, pushing at his chest, but it was weak, you couldn't break out of his grip even if you wanted to, and he knew it.

His eyes burned into yours, his gaze intense as he watches you fight to get away from his touch, he wouldn't admit it but that hurt. He didn't like this version of you, angry, unwilling to even hear him out. He was used to soft touches and gentle words, easy resolutions, not this distance.

He holds you there, eyes boring into yours but you kept struggling, defiant and pissed until your resistance falters and you finally slump back against the wall, cheeks hot with embarrassment, breath heavy.

You glare at him, opening your mouth to tell him off until his grip loosens suddenly, hands sliding to your shoulders, tugging you in gently and pressing a kiss to your forehead, light, reverent.

You gasp, breath hitching, words caught in your throat. He does it again, this time on your nose, cheeks, brow, temples, chin. Every spot he could reach, he covered with soft, delicate kisses. A silent white flag.

Little by little, your anger melted beneath his devious touch, until finally, your voice broke the silence, quiet and accusing.

“…Cheater. You can’t just kiss me in the middle of an argument.”

He lets out a gruff laugh, pressing his lips to your jaw. “Worked, didn’t it?”

You wanted to glare, to stay mad, but you were already gone. Damn him, how did always manage to tear down your defences, every single time.

“I’m sorry” he said finally, reluctant but sincere, thumbs brushing soft circles on your arms. “I really am. Can we go back to you not hating me now?”

He tries to make his expression cute, something akin to a puppy dog face but he's too brutish for it and all he manages to do is to end up looking like a bulldog with a collar that reads 'cuddles'.

You give him a look and roll your eyes, letting the last of your anger dissipate. “Fine. I forgive you. This one time.”

That was a lie. You both knew it. You'd always find it in your heart to forgive him, every single time.

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Was totally going to abandon this account and writing in general but then I read a sweet comment from someone and now I'm not going to!

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I’m so fucking sick of AI

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