#sakura character with sakura trees... perfection

[muffetta-999]

My babyyyy Sakuraaa 🥺🩷

[lilimalia]

LET ME SEE YA MOVE ! // windbreaker

SYNOPSIS... windbreaker boys and courtyard sparring with their crush who combats their unique martial art styles in (im)perfect synergy ! But maybe… that synergy means more?

CHARACTERS... suo hayato, sakura haruka, kiryu mitsuki, sugishita kyotaro, togame jo, kaji ren, umemiya hajime

DISCLAIMERS... cursing, this is anime only based, i haven't gotten to the manga yet so the interpretations of their fighting styles are based on my own novice observations!

BARISTA'S INTEL... absolutely obsessed over this anime i finished the whole season in one go, i loved being able to study the different styles of each character so most of these are based on what I think they trained themselves into! bit of a martial arts nerd myself...

CAFE TUNE... Zettai Reido // natori

SAKURA HARUKA (taekwondo+karate reader)

"HEY! Your fights in front of you so start looking with your head! Stop ignoring me!" Sakura’s booming voice yell, throwing hooks left and right that spin past your ears as you duck in an attempt to leg sweep him.

Your eyes are focused on the way he’s two little mismatched hair strands bounce as he’s sporadically jumping. If you could pause him midair, you’d swear you’d see them form some sort of heart shape… But wait- maybe that’s just you? Before your thinking gets ahead of you, your tuning back into the angry ball of black and white launching himself towards you.

Leaping over your outstretched leg he instead compromises the missed opportunity to punt you by rotating on the ball of his foot, leaping back as he roundhouses you aimlessly-

Straight to the gut.

The whole of his body powers through the 360 spin and sends you straight to the ground as your caught off guard.

…

“Holy shi- ow, ow, woah, okay did not expect that. Sakura that one really hurt man…”

“Oh crap- wait your not actually hurt are you?! Wait what am I even saying I’m not worried or anything! Your just, well, are you-“ before Sakura could finish his nervous stammering you smirked and let out a satisfied huff as you popped up in a sudden jerk of motion, swinging your own body around before sending your own one-of-a-kind 360 spin.

“Wha- Hey! That’s cheating you cheater!”, he’s scrambling for words as he backs off, ducking under your flying foot into a crab walk as he kicks from below.

“You started it! Catch up Saku, or eat my dust!”,

Your grinning as you turn around to land your back kick, taking keen steps back as his flushed red face pummels towards you in combat. His ears are strangely glowing in a red and pink closer to the moniker of his name rather than their usual pale complexion…

Honestly, is his face always that red when he’s fighting people? And is his nose supposed to be that scrunched up as he’s fighting people? It could really give the wrong impression…

It doesn’t seem like he’s not too worried about the state of his flustered face at the moment though, his conveniently paying extra attention on how to kick you off your feet (pun intended) as he lands an agonizing axe kick down the top of your x-crossed arms.

Much to your surprise, the blow hits.

Sending you tumbling down as your knees bend from the pressure and practically snap you down onto dusty grounds of Bofurin’s courtyard.

“HAHA! I’ve got you now idiot! Stop getting distracted next time and- Woah!? Hold on are you okay?! Shit, I didn’t overdo it again, right? Wait hold on is this another trick-“, he’s off into his own world again.

“N-no… That one definitely hit that time… Ouch… Hey Sakura can we stop here, please... I might need a bruise check…” you mumble, heaving a small sigh of exhaustion, which only proves to hurt you more as your side aches. That 360 spin really did a number on you, didn’t it…

Before you lift yourself up and steady Sakura’s already frantically running towards your pre-prepped med kit.

…

Before long the both of you are propped and sat against a tree’s forgiving shade away from the blazing Japan sun as your poking at the bruises that had started developing over each other.

“Oucch… H-hey not that it hurts or anything but go softer with that ointment dumbass!” , there he goes again, putting on his tough guy act whilst still looking adorably goofy as his affection radar goes off. Really, it should be a crime to have such a big personality and be one of the strongest people ever.

“Saku, I’m watching your body have a visceral reaction to the medicine, it hurts. Calm down, I’m trying to care for you so chill out dude. Your acting as if I'm strangling you to death.... Jeez..."

Looking up from his restless leg bouncing his eyes are still darting wildly to anywhere and everywhere that wasn't on you. Your gaze probably isn't helping his own anxious emotions, knowing for sure that he's noticing your pause in swabbing his abdomen with soft cotton and sanitization fluid. Maybe his little fearless kitten act sparked the connection in your brain, out of pure unleashed confidence that seemed to have come from nowhere you ask,

"Hey, Sakura?"

"Huh? What is it now?!"

"You are so stinken adorable you know that?"

"HUH?! W-what the hell is that about?! Are you crazy?! What the hell did my punches knock the sense out of you are som-"

"Your so annoying dumbass. I'll do it myself."

Before he's jumping to his feet, your grabbing him by his cheeks, which by the way, are soft and squishy and are so perfectly molded into your palms, and his eyes, his pretty little eyes, their shining like new marble, and oh my goodness- oh my gosh-

Your kissing him.

You've just kissed Sakura Haruka.

And this time for sure, your a hundred percent sure, that he is not supposed to blush with his full face and body. But the way his lips are so sweetly clasped around yours and the way his surprise melted off his stiff stone cold body as he leaned in and closed his eyes (thank goodness... it would have been weird if he kissed with his eyes wide open too), really swept you off your feet. His hand is practically grappling with your own hand as he's pulling it down and lacing his fingers with yours off of his cheek, when finally, it seems he's reconnected the puzzle in his brain.

"Y-you, I-, what-, wh-what. What. The. Hell. Was even that?!!"

SUO HAYATO (freestyle wrestling)

"Listen... All I'm saying is being all sly and hinting never gets you anywhere Suo", rolling your eyes, you glance over at Suo.

He's busy whistling to one of the stores radios. Once more flashing his annoying little grin as he accepts an apple from the store owner.

"Who said I was being sly? I've got nothing to hide! I'm not sure what you mean dear", bowing as he accepts the saccharine apple he nods his head in approval. Grinning, his eyes, or is it eye? Pirate man over here might not even have more than one... Before side eyeing you, watching you groan at his antics.

"Suo you are quite possibly the most conflicting man I've ever met... You know what I mean. Like just now! You called me 'dear', what sort of friend does that?" grumbling, you snatch the apple out of his clasped hand.

Chomping on it in one clean bite, crisp juice running down the side of your lips. Sweet, and cold, perfect for the warm summer weather.

"Hmm?... You consider me a man? Wow! What an honor [name], truly I couldn't ever ask for a better friend.", before your answering, he grasps at your hand. Sneaking a glance at you as he cheers,

"Not everything is about being blunt and forward [name], mmm, if I had a say, maybe you're too aggressive!", lacing his fingers between yours. His fingers sweep them up past his own body, intertwining your body in front of his.

"My apple!", but-

Oh gosh, oh wow, is the Japan heat getting hotter or is it the heat radiating off of you?

Your standing stunned, turning around to glare at his sudden theatrics, only for him to snake his other arm around your waist. Pressing your bodies together. The apple now long forgotten on the dirty ground.

He is really, really, way too good at this...

Leaning into your ear, pressing his body into yours, his arm sits around your waist as he grabs your other wrist. Pushing it away as you try to strangle out to punch him.

"Suo I swear-"

"Wouldn't you say [name]? Not everything is about strength is it..." his lips press against the canal of your ear. Whispering softly into your ear. His grip lets loose before he pounces down, dropping as you swing-

"Suo you absolute fucking brute-",

"Aw come on... Is that the best you can do? Are you really even trying sweetheart?" Palms facing outward, thumbs neatly folding in, Suo mocks you.

He's smiling all innocent like, -gosh you could just kiss that smirk off him- toying with you as he hops over your shots. Bouncing up to your knees, you hop towards him, shoving at his shoulders angrily.

"Whoops! Looks like your hands slipped dear!", tilting on the front of his foot, he sweeps the side, pushing your outstretched hands past his shoulders.

"Goddamn it Suo come here!"

Taking a single leg shot, you knee flies past his right foot. Grappling at his knee as you finally clasp around his leg. Lifting it up in one swift motion. Palming the back of his knee downwards, watching as he falls-...

Back into a flip.

Landing gracefully on his toes, bouncing up and down, he smiles. Launching at you, he spins, flying upwards as he lands the axe of his leg downwards. Eyes widening as you tumble past him, loosing his moment you abandon your technique.

"Now you've done it brat!"

Reaching out hands wide, you wrestle him down by the waist. Tightening your grip before he somehow slips, crashing harshly into the hardened dirt of the towns shopping plaza.

"Ow-... Ouch... Okay that was totally not deserved", you grumble, opening your eyes from the impact, looking down.

"Well, this is interesting... Hello sweetheart", oh god. He's underneath you.

His smiles lost, his eye making contact with yours as he shifts awkwardly underneath your weight.

Oh gosh- He's gorgeous. Wait- How has his eye patch not shifted at all? Is it just permanently glued to his face?... What if-

Get a grip [name]. Suo is right under you. And right now, he is awkwardly watching you, oh wow, his eyes... They're really reflecting the light now...

"Well, I do suppose you deserve some closure after that little stunt..." painfully, he's avoiding eye contact now, shifting his gaze conveniently to whatever was more interesting behind you.

"So... Do you... Mean it like that?"

Regaining himself, he chuckles,

"Like what?", and in one swift motion, he grasps at your wrist, flipping you over.

Oh god. Now you're under him.

"You- I- You know what I mean!"

"Mmm? Are you a child? Please, do tell?"

"Never fucking mind!-" you snap, glaring at him as you puff your cheeks, kicking your feet as you try to get up. God, he was such a lost cause.

"May I kiss you?"

"What-"

"May I?", he's really uncharacteristically quiet and forward now... He's gotten all serious, looking at you in longing. His eyes are watching your own surprised shock.

"I don't know?! Yes? - Maybe? - Where did this-"

Mwah.

His lips just pressed perfectly against yours, warm as they molded against your own. Sweet and faintly tasting like ginger and some sort of biscuit; had he spent his morning trying out new tea cakes again? They taste really good on his lips... Maybe you should ask-

Focus! He's kissing you! Get a hold of your stinken self [name].

His hand finds its way to the side of your cheek, stroking gently against it as he licks across your lips.

Only to abruptly stop and shoot upwards to his feet.

"What? - Suo why did you-"

"We're in public! I shouldn't have done that... Really how improper of me... How shameful" he shakes his head, patting off his hands on his BoFurin pants as he covers his face with his hand.

"I can't imagine if one of the townsfolk saw us... Truly how shameful"

"But- Suo-", your reaching out. Is it weird you desperately want to continue?

Continue what?...

But before your grabbing for him you notice a small dusting of red spread across his usual teasing face.

Oh my.

He's embarrassed.

You're sure to soak in this memory like a blooming bud. He is never living this down.

"Suoo..." you smirk, watching as he frowns and mutters to himself. Cursing himself for his impropriety maybe?

"Look [name] I apologize, that was so very rude of me. I just... You were there and I couldn't hold myself back. Really what kind of man does that-"

Mwah!

You peck his cheek. Smiling.

What happened to adulthood Suo?

Kiryu Mitsuki (muay thai+kickboxing (video footage of reader))

"Come on Kiryu, I swear, put some effort into this... You're killing me!", grumbling as your shins make contact with air, yet again.

Kiryu sways his knees, -gosh, like an old grandma he is- as he flips your leg up and away. Eyes widening in surprise as you flip over yourself. Tumbling backwards in full force against his tai-chi.

"Come on, come, on, come on, dude! Just a little push Kiryu! Then we can finish training!" you yell, scrambling up on your feet as you switch your legs in a twin kick.

Just as quickly, he sweeps them off himself, swaying with your momentum.

"But this is so tiring... And it really isn't cool to sweat all the time..." he mutters, yawning as his hands, palms outwards, retracts.

"Kiryu! [name]! Hurry up and finish sparring! You should both be tired by the end of today! Try harder! Fight faster! You kids need to-", Hiragi yells, spitting out at you both as his forehead wrinkles. It really is so weird how his face looks forty at the age of 17- has he always had sharp jawlines? Weird-

"Now who's the one not focusing [name]... You heard our senior... Put some effort in!", is he mocking you right now?

The absolute nerve of the punk.

"Why you- Come here you lazy piece of gum!", now you're really frustrated, throwing punches as you level change. Kicking at his shins and elsewhere as you watch him sway against your movement.

Damn those old Asian grandmas who taught him tai-chi.

"You stupid sly little brat! Where is your energy! Are you some perma-frozen over nutjob?!", he's got this stupid lazed smile as he sways against you. Nudging your attacks with barely any effort left and right. It feels like moments before someone finally butts in, both you and him dancing around maniacally, taking over the whole of the tatami mats.

"Aww... Is our little Saenchai getting pumped up? What happened to all the silly antics [name]?" Suo teases, pompous little him standing straight hands behind his back as he walks up. Having finished his own sparring against someone else.

"Shut your mouth Suo! Come here and show me you can beat this asshat before you talk to me!" you yelp, panicked as Kiryu suddenly grasp onto your shin, pushing you out.

Only for you to thankfully slip into a tumbling square off.

"Eh? Wow [name]! You were so quick with that one! That was so cool!..."

The nerve of the kid. "Come on [name]~ Open up your eyes! Watch him! The more you let your emotions effect your body, the more he uses it against you!~" Suo grins, backing off as Kiryu stops mid swaying block to whine,

"Heyy...! That's not fair!... That's cheating now Suo! Not cool at all!"

The unfortunate thing about Suo, is that regrettably, he's worth listening too...

As you slow down and pace yourself, bouncing up and down, you watch Kiryu copy your pace, sleeves bouncing lightly as their way to big for his body.

One strike, to the leg.

He grabs it and flips you over again.

Another fist to his face.

Watch as he backs off and shoves it past you.

Finally, watch as his arm lifts up to follow yours in a pass to the side. And land your kick straight to the side of his gut.

"Eh?- Woahh!-" he slips and falls on the hard wooden mats.

"That's it you two! Finally! Hurry it up and clean off!" Hiragi yells, pinching his forehead in disgusts as Kiryu chuckles and palms off the dust on his crisp trendy uniform.

"My, my... Now that was certainly the improvement [name]!" Suo chuckles, helping Kiryu to his feet.

Man, those two would really be the death of you.

...

Watching as he licks a piece of yellow custard off the side of his lips, the cool air conjures up puffs of white smoke. Tasty little breaths of air escape his lips as he huffs a small sigh.

"Mann... I wish they didn't make us train during winter. It's way too chilly for this [name]..."

"Your custard bun is piping hot Kiryu, finish feeding your stomach with cozy treats before you talk about how cold it is dork!" you grumble, flicking his forehead lightly.

"Ow!... That really hurt. You know hurting people isn't a trend, right? You're so uncool [name]..." he mumbles, taking a nibble at his pastry again, watching keenly as the steam wafts up into the air. A sweet vanilla scent wisping into your own nose as you scoot in closer to him on the bench.

"Mm? What's with the sudden closeness? Are you cold too?" he raises one of his pretty green eyes, looking at you so naively as you glare back.

He looks absolutely kissable right now...

His lips are perked up and rosy pink as the rest of his face is. Pink hair frizzed up a little more wildly then usual as his earmuffs puffs the strands out. His cheeks are so warm looking, and quite honestly, invitingly holdable.

And then you're realizing you've been staring too long.

"Oh shut up Tsuki- No wait I meant Kiryu-" you panic. Turning your glance quickly away from him as his eyes widen in shock. Pupils dilating.

"Eh? No wait! What did you call me just now?...! Let me hear it again!" He's held down his steamed dessert now, leaning into you more as if you weren't embarrassed enough.

"Come on... I liked it. Let me hear it one more time please..." he mumbles, shying away as he looks down at his pastry.

"What- What did you just say?"

"Hmm? I liked it?..."

"It didn't make you uncomfortable?..."

"Nope... Not at all... Actually, it sounds really cool coming from you."

"Don't-... Lie about stuff like that-" you mutter, huffing embarrassment. It would be really nice to drop dead right about now-

"But I'm not?... I don't mind at all...", he's whispering, watching his tone carefully as you look away. Ignoring him in an effort to gather yourself.

"Hey... Listen to me [name]..."

"Heyyy..."

"[name]?"

When all of a sudden your face is getting pulled over back to him.

Cheeks pressed against the chill of his own finger tips.

"If you won't listen to me, then I'll have to kiss you..."

"What- Kiryu, let me go- Your being childish!" trying to rub your face away, he lets go easily, much to your dismay.

"I'm only acting like how you were... Now will you listen?"

"Hm... Fine-"

"May I kiss you then?"

"What?-"

"May I?"

"You're absolutely fucking crazy Tsuki'. Yes- Yes you can dumbass"

He's quick to plant a quick chaste kiss on your cheek.

"You fucking missed!"

"Eh? Did I really?... Be patient love..."

With one more quick sweep, his lips plant against yours. Wetting them between as he cups your cheek. Hot steams of smoke bouncing off the both of you against the winter air.

His tongue rolls over your bottom lip in quickness, soft touches against your cheek as he rubs his thumb up and down your cheek bone. Comforting you as he scoots in.

What's left of his pastry drops to the floor as he takes a hand to the back of your head. Peppering kisses around your mouth, leaving you gasping for air in the momentary escape.

"I guess... These are for bruising my hip earlier..." he smiles, lifting up to look at you through your fluttering eyelids.

He only lets you huff in annoyance before attacking your poor neck next.

SPECIAL BREWS... nonavailable, sorry customer!

BARISTA'S INQUIREMENT... part II of two, up next togame jo, umemiya, sugishita, and kaji ren! look out! I just so desperately needed to get out these routes into the world first... I must admit windbreaker has definitely been helping me write fight scenes and characters... (pls send me questions abt why I chose each readers martial art im so desperate to explain lolol)

word count. 1k-ish

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PART II

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[thatonesonicfanfictionwriter]

I have a very cute shadow the hedgehog x fem&mobian!reader fanfic idea

So basically the reader is a HUGE AND I MEAN HUGE otaku and mostly 🌟magical girl fan🌟, she wears all magical girl outfits loves anime like smile precure, cardcapture sakura, sailor moon etc etc and Shadow takes notice pretty quickly so when he goes to a mall to get gifts for reader for Christmas mas he finds a whole store dedicated to just anime magical girl stuff so he practically buys the whole store just for the reader🥹💗🌟

(also this may or may not be projecting myself to reader..hehe..oopsies..(о´∀`о) )

“Minor Obsession”

Pairing: Shadow the Hedgehog x Reader

Requested: Yes (by @shadowchan009 ).

Description: When you had gotten into your current obsession, you did not expect Shadow to pick up on it, let alone get anything for you. Boy, were you happy you were wrong.

Notes: I’m happy to do this one for you!! And don’t worry about projecting onto Reader; you ARE Reader, after all! I hope I do your request justice!

(Reader will use They/She pronouns.)

(Not proof-read/beta-read.)

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You were pretty sure your boyfriend was just- completely done with you.

All of your streaming services were filled with different anime (Sailor Moon and Cardcapture Sakura being the one he notices the most), you made references that he didn’t understand, and every time you two had a movie night, it was something anime related.

You definitely thought he was done with you.

But you were (luckily) wrong.

Shadow started keeping mental tracks of the different anime you liked, and whichever anime you disliked.

It gave him the perfect amount of time to get you something for Christmas.

Frankly, he didn’t understand any of it, but Gaia forbid he gets you something mediocre for Christmas.

Right now, he was at the mall, searching every store he could find for any of your interests. He grumbled to himself, leaving the twelfth store that day, not having found anything.

Not wanting to give up, he checks the nearby map, and then…he spots it out of the corner of his eye.

A brightly-colored store (far too bright for his liking), showing multiple magical girl anime character cutouts outside it.

Bingo.

Shadow quickly heads over to the store, looking around for a moment before realizing something.

How much of this did you already have?

He thinks to himself, remembering that your collection was rather small due to your parents’ hate of anything related to anime.

Shadow starts grabbing a lot of different items from your favorite anime before going to the counter.

Flash-forward a few days, and it’s now Christmas.

The tree seems to have…far too many gifts under it. Not that you’re complaining.

“…Shadow,” You start.

“Yes?” He questions.

“I love you very much, and thank you for all of this, but where did you find this much stuff?”

“Why don’t you open them and find out?”

You shrug and give Shadow a kiss on the cheek, rummaging through the presents and picking one out at random, also picking out one of your presents for Shadow and handing it to him.

“Open yours first.” You suggest.

He nods, carefully tearing into the paper to reveal a hand-knitted sweater, colored a cherry red, that reads in blue letters, “MY FAVORITE BOO”.

“Did you…knit this yourself?” He asks, caressing the soft material of the sweater with his thumbs.

“I did.” You tell him, a smile on your face.

“It’s lovely,” Shadow says, returning your smile.

“I’m glad you like it,” you tell him.

You go ahead and tear into your gift to reveal a decently-sized, mint-condition Sailor Moon figurine.

You let out an excited squeal, peppering Shadow’s face with kisses.

“ThankyouthankyouTHANKYOU!” You yell excitedly.

Shadow lets out a chuckle, his face slightly turning green with your affection.

“There’s more where that came from, [Name],” he tells you.

The rest of the day is filled with you opening what was probably way too much anime merchandise, but neither you nor Shadow cared.

You were happy, and so was he. You couldn’t ask for anything else.

[the-real-sasuke-uchiha]

It's been, like, a decade since the story has completely ended (... I don't acknowledge that spin off with the kids or the weird novels), but I still don't understand what people mean when they say Sasuke has a lot to apologize/repent for. What exactly does he have to apologize for? The only thing he ever did wrong was attack Karin to get to Danzo, and he already apologized to her for that. His desire for vengeance was completely selfless and motivated by love and respect for his clan. He didn't attack innocents. He didn't involve anyone else in his problems. Yet, so many fans love how Shikamaru got revenge on Hidan when, to me, it just emphasizes how selfless and justified Sasuke is in contrast. Shikamaru wants to avenge Asuma who died fairly in battle on a mission because he wasn't strong enough. He even tells Tsunade he would leave the village regardless of if she allowed it or not. He involved Ino and Chouji, rushed in without knowledge of Kakuzu, and almost got them killed immediately. And Asuma is just a teacher! not even a fmily or clan member! They all would've died if it weren't for Kakashi being there to help them. Whereas Sasuke takes on his burden alone.

And for all that the fandom likes to critique Kishimoto on his writing choices, he's not a horrible writer. This sequence is purposeful. Shikamaru was the one who led the Sasuke retrieval mission. And shortly after Hidan's death, Sasuke kills Itachi. It was a well-structured sequence showing the validity of Sasuke's motivations compared to Shikamaru's whose motives weren't as justified in comparison, despite the validity of his feelings.

So, it's not that no one in the story can understand Sasuke--they can! All the characters just want to project things onto Sasuke. Naruto wants Sasuke to be a surrogate/prerequisite for the village to validate his sense of self and carry the burden of Naruto's loneliness. Sakura wants him to return her empty "love." Kakashi wants to right his wrongs vicariously through Sasuke and making him return Sakura's affection like he wished he could have for Rin, be a present friend for Naruto like he wishes he could have for Obito, not seek revenge because Kakashi is a mediator meant to to maintain the status quo in the village (a guard dog/"Hound" lol). Itachi wants Sasuke to be a blank slate anyone can impress whatever upon: he wants Sasuke to value the village over their clan and family (which itself is incomprehensible with the feudal structure the setting is based on). The village, and Naruto once he becomes Hokage, wants Sasuke to be a tool to use for the village's benefit. Maybe the only thing Sasuke has to apologize for is being a the protagonist of a revenge-based seinen but forced to be the deuteragonist in a battle shounen 🤷🏽‍♀️.

Dear anon, thank you for this gem. I don't know what else to add, because this is so perfect on its own.

For the record, I dislike Shikamaru, but I think he was right to want to avenge his sensei and go after Hidan. What is totally enraging is that he gets sympathy and assistance for doing all the things that Sasuke is trashed for. He is hateful and vengeful, and nobody tells him to just let go and not get consumed by revenge. He risks his friend's lives and gets zero reproaches, while Sasuke gets emotionally blackmailed by Naruto for all the kids that risked his life trying to forcefully bring him back, even when Sasuke had zero control over that. Kakashi goes far and beyond to help him, when he had tied Sasuke to a tree to lecture him about revenge. There is just so much hypocrisy that it hurts.

I am tired of reading all the ridiculously absurd "wrongs" that Sasuke supposedly did. This is a freaking show about murderer ninjas, but nobody seems to have a body count except for Sasuke. Which gets inflated to ridiculous levels, because Sasuke is apparently to blame not only for the crimes he committed, but also for the ones he imagined. He has no right to be angry and upset, he has no right to fight for his justice, because, in a world where the end justify the means and shinobi are meant to behave as tools that sacrifice everything for a mission, Sasuke is the only ninja that is demanded to find his way without even scratching a fly.

Sasuke has nothing to apologise for. He is the one being owned serious apologies and reparations. From everyone. From Sakura, for sexually harassing and trying to murder him. From Kakashi, for being the shittiest and most biased sensei, for being a hypocrite hokage that never attempted to make justice and for never prosecuting the surviving instigators of the Uchiha massacre. And from Naruto, for glorifying Hiruzen and for the same reasons as hokage Kakashi, because he too swept everything under the rug and never even tried to make justice.

Sasuke did nothing wrong. He grew just too magnificent for an antagonist, and they had to murder his character and his soul to make main character shine in his dumbness.

[valentine-cafe]

i am back with an order,,, could i get some sakura pudding <3 (gn reader)

getting caught up in the rain while on a date with takara ! it was all gloomy and cloudy, the perfect cool temperature outside to have your little date fun until the sudden downpour left you both soaked :( having to rush back to their place, strip down and (finally) get an excuse to borrow some of their clothes <33 maybe that was the plan all along shhh (honestly this is a vauge rq im sorryyy fjsbdjbsdn)

˖⁺. ﹙ kitsune partner x gn reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . you look so pretty in my clothes !! 🍒 : ��kitsune ˖ mercenary character﹙ verse 9948e takara. ﹚

after a lovely picnic, rain comes and you and takara have to hurry home and get changed. you get to wear some of their clothes

The sounds of footsteps trudging through the treehouse are frantic. Rushing inside to close the latch and then in joined glory, you and your girlfriend sigh out in relief to be back inside.

As rain drums softly against the exposed parts of the tree house’s roof, while fat droplets leave little thuds from the leaves covering the rest of the house. You look over to your kitsune partner and smile softly.

“You okay?” He asks quietly, moving towards you immediately to starts peeling the layers of clothes off of you, albeit rendering you a little flustered. But you don’t mind much.

“J-Just c-c-cold.” You laugh, helping her out of her own robes.

Long fingers move up to twist at long pink hair, wringing out the water that had seeped through the beautiful strands.

“I’ll get you a towel and sweaters for you daarin, sit by the fireplace.” With a simple nod, you turn your focus and naked body over to the source of warmth.

Soft wool and cotton is pulled over your body, while a towel is rustling at your hair above you. Pink fox ears twitching in concentration, as your lover dries your hair.

The gestures are all returned when you turn to them, and tumble them down on the floor, regardless of their nakedness or not, you begin drying their hair with a smile.

“Let me get my kimono and then make cookies and hot chocolate for us.”

[vera-deville]

May I please request a imagine about Atsushi and a picnic during a sakura viewing? ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

Something to Remember

05/01/2025

Pairing: Atushi Nakajima x Reader Word Count: 498 Warnings: N/A Gender: Gender Neutral Tags: Let me know if you want to be added to the Bungou Stray Dogs taglist and for which characters you'd like to be added to! Notes: Really short and sweet, but I do plan on writing another one (more information at the end of the fic). Masterlist

The afternoon sun filtered through a canopy of blooming sakura trees, scattering soft pink petals across the grass like confetti from the sky. The park was quieter than usual, save for the distant murmur of families and couples sharing in the spring warmth. You laid out a simple checkered blanket beneath a particularly full tree, smiling at the way the petals drifted lazily down like a dream.

Atsushi arrived a few minutes later, looking slightly flustered but impossibly soft in the sunlight. His usual coat was swapped for something lighter, and he held a small box in his hands like it was the most fragile thing in the world.

"I-I hope this isn't too much," He said as he knelt beside you, placing the box down. "I tried making some rice balls last night. They might be...a little uneven."

You grinned, plucking one from the box. "They look perfect."

Atsushi flushed, scratching the back of his neck. "I added too much sesame to a few, but I thought that might be okay."

"It's more than okay," You said after taking a bite. "This is honestly better than anything I could've put together."

You both ate slowly, watching as the petals fell and landed in your hair, on your sleeves, and occasionally right on the food. Atsushi laughed gently whenever you brushed one off his shoulder, the sound light and rare.

The breeze was cool, but not biting. Warm enough to make you drowsy, especially with Atushi sitting beside you, his knees drawn up as he watched the sakura flutter.

"I never really had the chance to do this before," He murmured. "Cherry blossom viewing, I mean. When I was younger, spring always felt like just another season to survive."

You glanced at him. "And now?"

His eyes met yours, hesitant but honest. "Now it feels like...something to remember."

Your heart skipped.

The conversation drifted from there - shared stories, odd ADA missions, silly things like what animal you'd be if you weren't human, and Dazai's latest suicide attempt. Atsushi, blushing furiously, had quietly admitted he thought you'd make a very cute fox.

"Why a fox?" You laughed.

He smiled shyly. "They're clever...and kind of mysterious. But warm too. Like you."

You thought your face might combust right then and there.

The moment settled into comfortable silence as Atsushi leaned back against the tree trunk, eyes half-lidded, a sakura petal caught in his silver bangs. You watched him in that light, surrounded by pink and warmth and softness, and thought maybe - just maybe - spring really was something to remember.

Eventually, he looked at you again. "Thank you for inviting me."

"Thank you for coming."

He reached out, tentatively brushing a petal from your hair. "We should do this again." You nodded, not trusting yourself to say anything coherent. And with a smile that could have rivaled the sunlight, Atsushi looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing in the world, even surrounded by blossoms. Especially surrounded by blossoms.

Author's Note: I wrote this super quickly, so it's not my longest fic, BUT, while I was writing it, I suddenly came up with an idea for an Atsushi x Reader x Akutagawa fic. It's the same premise, where they all go for a cherry blossom viewing, but with an added character and Shin Soukoku shenanigans. I definitely plan on writing that, so please be on the lookout!

Masterlist

[musicalmoritz]

what are your thoughts on hananene?

I’m so glad you asked this!! Some people assume I hate HanaNene because I ship Nene with Aoi and I don’t post about it as much as Aoi//Aoi, but that could not be further from the truth. When I first watched the anime I absolutely adored HanaNene, they were my favorite ship for a hot second there (though I was saving that spot for Mitsuba and Kou, and it was also Sakura and Natsuhiko for like a day. I never expected it to be the plant lesbians lol)

My love for HanaNene tends to be more mild when I’m not actively reading about them. I have never and will never dislike them, but I don’t think about them as consistently as some of the other ships (though I think of them more than some others). Then I read a scene of them in the manga and I’m abruptly reminded of why they’re one of my favorite TBHK ships. This also applies to when I’m rewatching either of the animes or when I get in the rare mood to read fan fiction for them

The thing that initially stole my heart was how weird they are. Their whole relationship is odd, it’s like if Aladdin got with the Genie. The first chapter doesn’t have anything romantic between them up until the very end and if you didn’t know they were love interests, you’d assume he was meant to be her goofy sidekick. And then we start the gag of him flirting with her while she’s very adamant about him being Not Her Type. But her relationship with him is still so different from everybody else, she’s usually so self-centered but with Hanako she notices things about him and makes efforts to make him feel better (ex: deciding to be his friend in the mokke chapter). Sure, there are still things she misses about him, Teru had to be the one to tell her he was unhappy in the new timeline. But she’s significantly better at looking out for Hanako than she is with everybody else, because he’s so important to her. She gives him time to open up about his past because she knows he’s not ready for it, she wants to be the one to confess to him because he deserves to feel loved. With heterosexual relationships I’m mainly focused on what the woman is feeling/experiencing and HanaNene is such an interesting ship for Nene! It gives her a lot of important development and stands out from her other crushes and ships. She had cheesy romantic fantasies about him but she doesn’t act like a blushing fangirl, it’s real love and we get to see a more mature side of her when they’re together

I have so many favorite moments for them so I’m gonna list them all now because I’ve been waiting for an excuse to do so. The end of the Picture Perfect arc where Nene asked Hanako if he wanted to trap her and he said “of course not, how could you even think that?” The Confession Tree chapter as a whole, it’s my favorite early chapter by far. When Hanako told Nene she’s cute when she’s smiling. When he tucked her into bed at Sumire’s house. I don’t remember when this was but when Nene made some big statement on the roof and then she was like “as a friend ofc.” When she kissed him on the cheek duh that was so cute. That convo they had in the classroom during the Picture Perfect arc. Their first kiss but that’s like a given everybody loves that scene. Wow. HanaNene.

I will say that I prefer their dynamic with Amane’s personality but I’m not one of the people who separates those ships entirely, I think people who do sort of miss the point of Hanako’s character. Amane is still a part of him, there are many scenes in present times when he acts like his old self. Sure, he’s changed over the years, but he can’t fully become a different person the way humans often do because he is forever that same 13 y/o boy. So if you were to ask me “HanaNene or Amanene,” I’d say both. I do prefer to call him Amane tho bcuz it’s such a pretty name. Amane. Amane. Amane. Pretend you can hear it, it’s gorgeous

Similar to how I will never slander Aoi and Akane for Aoi and Nene, I’ll never slander Hanako and Nene in favor of them either. I love all the canon ships so I’ll never be the type of fan to put them down in order to justify my fanon ones. I don’t need to do this because I have good reasons for liking fanon pairings, I can back them up without having to put down another ship. If you have to put down another ship in order to make yours look good, it’s probably not that great on its own

Also for headcanons. They are t4t and bi4bi to me, that’s just how it’s gotta be. Toilet-Bound Woke-Kun. Woke-Bound Hanako-Kun. Toilet-Woke Hanako-Kun. Much to ponder

[srs-deep-dives]

Minato & Kushina: A "Deep Dive" Analysis (Section A, Part I)

Greetings and welcome to a deep-dive into this masterpiece of a love story, where we will analyze Minato and Kushina as characters and examine their bond on the personal and plot level. We'll have five overlapping sections as follows, considering Minato and Kushina:

A. as each other’s anchors;

B. as drivers in the world narrative;

C. as cogs in the Konoha narrative;

D. as perfect compliments; and

E. as foils/parallels to other characters.

Due to the image-limit per post, I have split each section into smaller, more digestible parts. A link at the end of each part will take you to the masterlist. Now let us commence.

(Spoilers for the manga, anime and occasional spin-off. You've been warned.)

(Section A) Minato and Kushina as each other’s anchors

Let us start with some brief yet profoundly meaningful etymology. "Minato" (ミナト, 港) is the Japanese word for harbor, a safe haven for ships. "Namikaze" (波風) translates wave wind(s) – or wind wave(s) – and "Uzumaki" (渦巻き) whirlpool. Put together semantically, Minato is Kushina’s ‘harbor amid winds and waves;’ the anchorage point that keeps her from drowning in the turmoil of being Kurama’s jinchūriki.

Kushina’s strength meanwhile, as we shall see, is the reason Minato fell in love with her, and she he humbly ascribes as his pillar and constant in all spheres of life:

In this first section we will explore how these anchorages were reached. Seeing the first reveal of their bond traces all the way back to geninhood, let us start at the event pinnacle to Naruto’s question:

(A) I. Kushina as Minato's anchor

Long before he declares it in the oneshot, Naruto Gaiden: The Whorl Within the Spiral, Minato’s attraction to Kushina’s strength is inferred in metaphor. After saving her from the Cloud ninja, he says he noticed her hair right away. This manga chapter, in fact, is named after it: My Ma’s Red Hair.

The anime’s expansion (episode: The Orange Spark) draws a subtle link between Kushina’s hair and strength – which Gaiden goes on, as we’ll shortly see, to stress as directly synonymous. The rescue infers two things about Minato’s feelings. First, his “right away” noticing of Kushina’s hair was because of its beauty. Him noticing the trail is not a singular event; he had been noticing her beautiful hair ever since they’d met at the Academy.

Second is the more subtle inference – that it was Kushina’s hair specifically which drew Minato to her. In symbolic terms, Minato was drawn to her strength:

Minato’s noticing of Kushina’s strength is weaved through her recount of their childhood. We are shown it in the classroom when she catches him laughing as she takes on her bullies. We are shown it again when she spots him in the sakura tree after her scuffle with a genin. Where the rescue reveals this implicit link, however, Mito in Gaiden states the explicit. Assuring Kushina in her fears of hosting Kurama, Mito ascribes their hair to strength:

Every fullblood Uzumaki in the series (bar Ashina) has a different shade of red hair. Nagato’s is darker, like the aged Mito’s, while Karin’s is very light. Kushina’s hair, like Mito’s in her prime, is as “lustrous” as you can get – designating her “particularly powerful chakra” among the rest of her clanfolk.

But Mito is not simply referring to Kushina’s chakra reserves. And we are shown this through the declaration of Minato’s love occuring in a paradox.

Severely wounded when Kushina’s seal breaks (her strength failing), and supporting her by augmenting it (being the strength for the both of them), Minato declares with unwavering resolve that Kushina is “stronger than [him].”

Minato believes, with every ounce of his being, in Kushina’s mental fortitude, and he will risk his life to fight for her, facing Kurama himself. It is in these lines that we find the central theme of the entire series, with both characters serving to embody it:

Kushina has, in her short life, endured a tremendous amount of suffering. She was brought to Konoha to host the most powerful and hateful of all the bijū. She was bullied by her classmates and had no friends, teased and shunned as an outsider. Her clan was massacred. Her home village was destroyed. Kurama tormented her in her sleep. She was under permanent surveillance by faceless guards, to have her every move watched in a barrier circumferencing just a corner of the village.

Her endurance throughout it all, first and foremost, is this “strength” that won Minato’s heart. And this strength plays a monumental – if not the center role – in him becoming Hokage. (We will focus on Hokage in Section B, but this is summed in our starting panel and the anime screen below: “Kushina… you’re the one. It was you that made me the Fourth Hokage.”) If a ninja is “one who endures,” then the Hokage is the ninja who walks in endurance before all the village. How awesome that Minato’s inspirational drive is his number one supporter and other half.

Now it baffles me how many readers/watchers miss just how strong (mentally and physically) Kushina is. So let us elaborate with the starkest display: the night Naruto is born.

She gives birth – not an ordinary birth, note (already an exhausting ordeal). But a long, agonized labor with Kurama wresting to break out of her. Then Kurama is forcibly extracted – an event which thanks to her “particularly powerful chakra” elongates her death, leaving her body in a slow, taxing battle for its draining life. Minato saves her from Kurama’s strike and she tells him to save the village, thinking of everyone else as soon as she learns their baby is safe.

The now-dying Kushina spends the short duration of Kurama’s rampage with her newborn son. She should be resting. She should be healing. She should be in her husband’s arms. Instead, with no alternative for the village’s sake, she is brought with Naruto to the battlefield.

Kushina – on death’s doorstep – pins Kurama with her Adamantine Sealing Chains, projecting a barrier to stop him escaping AND keep the villagers OUT. A jutsu that leaves her coughing up blood as she expends her fading chakra. A barrier so strong that Hiruzen, hailed the “God of Shinobi,” cannot get through it.

While she holds Kurama down (and Hiruzen out), she tells Minato she’ll take Kurama with her – i.e. she will reseal THE ENTIRE Nine Tails back inside herself and drag him with her into death. She has just pushed her baby into the world, had Kurama ripped from her body, and is, with her lifeforce draining away, prepared and able to seal him back.

Kushina keeps Kurama pinned while under the greatest mental anguish a wife and mother could experience: her husband plans to sacrifice himself, leaving their baby an orphan, and make their baby – THEIR NEWBORN BABY – the next JINCHŪRIKI. She argues but accepts Minato’s decision even though it crushes her. Then when Kurama strikes to kill Naruto she also moves in to shield him. Kurama’s claw through her belly, Kushina still keeps him chained, buying Minato the rest of the time he needs to finish the seal.

Her nindo, lived out here, can be summed by her favorite phrase, which according to the databook is: 最後まで諦めない (“Don’t give up until the very end”).

This is the mental fortitude that Minato is talking about. And when he says “stronger than me” you can bet he means that in every definition of the phrase. (Now please don’t misunderstand: I am not at all saying Kushina could best Minato in battle. I am saying that when it comes to sheer endurance and resolve, Minato views her as his stronger half. Never does this take from the other side either – Minato being Kushina’s stronger half. As we’ll discuss particularly in Section D, they are perfect compliments.)

Kushina being Minato’s pillar carries through even after their deaths. When Minato is resurrected with Edo Tensei, he fights at Naruto’s side, facing their odds with the following inner monologue:

Later, again, as Naruto carries out his strategy, we get:

So Kushina is Minato’s inspiration, drive and rock, embodying the theme of endurance. We will return to this theme in terms of Hokageship, but let’s next look at the other side of the coin: Minato as Kushina’s 'harbor' and how his love enables her to overcome Kurama.

Section A, Part II here.

[thelarriefics]

SPRING FIC REC: Below you will find fics that take place in spring, have a springy feel, etc. 

📖 always you (i should have known) by @28goldens (60k)

“Oi, now we’re talking. Came running to ol’ Tomlinson for help, gotta say Harold,” He crossed his arms over his chest, and Harry watched as his eyes looked him over. “It's very out of character for you.”

“Yeah, well, don’t feel too special, you're my last choice,” Harry subconsciously crossed his arms as well, giving Louis his own look over.

“Oh, that's a lot of power, I’m your last resort!” He wagged his finger at him, letting out a cackle. “Alright, hit me with it.”

Harry’s lips pursed as he slowly started to regret the words about to spill out of his mouth, “I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend.”

or the one where harry and louis cant stand each other and fake date to make someone jealous.

📖 (I'm Dreaming of a) One Night Inn by @lululawrence (54k)

When everything Louis had planned for his life falls through, and on his birthday no less, he's left with no other option but to regroup and start over again. The road of life isn't always straight and it certainly isn't always easy, but sometimes it's those twists and turns that find you your closest friends and—if you're really lucky—the love of your life.

Louis just happens to be very lucky.

A Holiday Inn AU.

📖 Blush by @dip-lou-in-honey (33k)

Harry is a young omega, presented at his first Royal ball, when he first meets Louis, the King. They're immediately infatuated with each other, but in the ancient hallways of the castle, whispers travel far and wide, and what they want is not what they're allowed to have.

📖 Tip Toe Through The Tulips by @peachbootylouis (27k)

Ever since moving to Manchester, it had just been Louis and his dog Clifford against the world though it had never felt like enough. It’s not until Clifford quite literally sniffs Harry out while on a walk that Louis realizes he’d been looking for someone like this flower child all along. A fluffy one shot filled with fur and flowers.

📖 To Begin Again by @chloehl10 (23k)

Harry’s ready to spend a fun Easter morning with his two children at the park, but it’s thrown into chaos when an over-excited dog and his owner come barrelling into their lives...

📖 Sakura Sunset by @mizzhydes (16k)

Harry and Louis have a tradition. Every spring they stand below hundreds of dazzling cherry blossom trees in Kew Garden, and year after year they come back to walk amongst the trees and experience that love over again.

This year everything changes. Louis is offered a once in a lifetime opportunity in Silicon Valley, California.

Only after Louis has left does Harry realise he made the biggest mistake of his life breaking up with Louis, and he has to live with the consequences of his actions.

Four years later, Harry discovers that Louis has returned to London, and in an effort to find the closure he desperately needs, he must tell Louis the truth behind their break up so he can move on with his life.

📖 The Prince and The YouTuber by @haztobegood (12k)

The Annual Rosendal Spring Gala hosted by the Royal Family is the most prestigious fundraiser in the country. When a problem with the honorary foundation arises, Crown Prince Louis Tomlinson must pick a new worthy foundation on short notice. He discovers the perfect replacement in an unlikely place, while watching his favorite YouTuber, Harrysparkles.

📖 Love You To Want Me by @rainbowsandlovehl (11k)

Niall coerces Louis into doing 'spring cleaning', which is basically cleaning their flat which leads to Louis finding the pair of braces he used to wear back in early Uni days. Harry, Niall's bandmate has a strange but visible reactions to the braces.

📖 Chubby Bunny by @littleroverlouis (2k)

Harry spends his Easter Sunday basking in the spring breeze while playing games with the smallest Tomlinsons, and a package of marshmallow Peeps.

Louis is stuck in a sweltering bunny costume for the enjoyment of all around him.

Harry offers him a chance to peel himself out of the costume and indulge in some of the fun.

📖 my lap is the best place for you to be by @bottomhaztoplou (1k)

Omegas, especially pregnant omegas, are expected to ride in their marriage partner's lap, usually on their knot, during carriage rides so as to minimise any jostling that may harm the pup.

Heavily pregnant in mid-April, Harry lifts his skirts and sinks down onto his waiting alpha, his body easily taking Louis inside himself.

[lopsicle]

How To Make Purple

TickleTober Day 6: Cuddles

Characters: Lee! Kyoko, Ler! Sayaka

Summary: Once Kyoko refuses to go sleep, Sayaka thinks an unconventional method will work well on her friend.

Warnings: None, just a tickle fic.

Kyoko had always looked out for herself, hunted for herself, survived for herself. Kyoko lived to survive, to keep going for day after day, no matter how hard it was sometimes. She was an amazing Magical Girl, one of the best, and in her mind, that meant she was above things like feeling alone. The empty hole in her heart was temporarily filled with the simple pleasure of food. Kyoko Sakura did not need anybody. That’s why if you told her that eventually, she’d be all cuddly and happy in her girlfriend’s arms, she would’ve thrown up.

Sayaka had corroded Kyoko’s tough exterior, the newbie did something to Kyoko that she hadn’t experienced in a long time. She challenged her. She wanted to be something with her, a friend at the time. Neither of them really wanted to be alone. It started with hunting wraiths together, a mutually beneficial alliance that soon blossomed, allies, friends and then lovers. Kyoko wasn’t alone anymore, and Sayaka had somebody that wanted her for who she was, both the good and bad parts. It was love like they had never experienced before.

Kyoko could never imagine herself being soft. Even now, the word made her shiver slightly, before she reminded herself that didn’t make her weak at all. Kyoko wouldn’t have survived this long if she was weak. There’s nothing wrong with needing a little bit of comfort every now and then, Mami’s voice ring in her ears. She found herself curled up in Sayaka’s lap, clinging onto her like how a koala would a tree. Sayaka’s hands wrapped around her waist securely, keeping the magical girls safe together. Kyoko closed her eyes and leaned her head against Sayaka’s chest, breathing gently to the sound of her beating heart. Sayaka’s fingers brushed against Kyoko’s arms, soaking up the warmth of her skin, reminding herself that they were both still human, that they were both still here. Living as a magical girl was horrifying but right here, right now, nothing else mattered. Not Wraiths, not Kyubey, everything was perfect and safe.

Eventually, Kyoko began giving into the comforting atmosphere and yawned into Sayaka’s shoulder, her eyelids groggy, feeling as if cob webs had been weaved between them that made it so much easier to just keep her eyes closed. Sayaka giggled to herself a little at that, her hands beginning to stroke Kyoko’s long ponytail.

“I think we should be getting to bed now.” Sayaka suggested, although this didn’t fly over well with Kyoko.

“Noooo..” Kyoko complained, her voice dripping with exhaustion, feeling her grip tighten onto the back of Sayaka’s shirt. She still wasn’t used to having other people tell her what to do, even if she knew it was for the better and that Sayaka was just trying to help her. More importantly though, she couldn’t be with Sayaka if she was asleep, she wouldn’t be able to feel her body against hers, she couldn’t listen to the rhythm of her heart, or the sounds of her breathing in and out. Kyoko couldn’t let this moment end.

“You know you’ll have to eventually,” Sayaka commented, both of them far too stubborn to consider backing down. Sayaka nudged Kyoko slightly and ,when she just snuggled her body against hers more, she slipped one hand underneath the girl’s knees and scooped her up, getting up off the couch of her apartment.

“Sayaka, I wanna stay here, I’m not even tired..” Kyoko mumbled into her girlfriend’s collar, though she wasn’t fooling anyone, it was blatantly obvious that the moment her head touched her pillow it would be lights out.

“Uh huh, sure you aren’t,” Sayaka commented, before grinning to herself as an idea popped into her mind, “well, how about I tire you a little then?”

Kyoko’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Hm? What’s that supposed to meeaAA-?!” Kyoko’s drained voice shifter into a loud squeal at the feeling of Sayaka’s hands squeezing the side of her thigh, her body spasmed about in her girlfriend’s grip, clinging onto her desperately.

“What was that, darling? I couldn’t quite here you,” Sayaka commented smugly, waiting for Kyoko to try and retort back to jab her nails into her thighs and wiggle them about against her skin.

“St-stohohp that, it’s ahahahannoying!” Kyoko tried to kick at Sayaka or bat away her hands but it was difficult to do anything when she was being cradled like this, especially when she didn’t really want to be let go that much.

“Aww, is it? Can the big strong witch hunter not handle a little tickling?” Sayaka cooed in her teasing, a little mocking, a little adoringly. How could she not finding her sleepy girlfriend crumbling in her arms from getting tickled absolutely adorable? Kyoko, on the other hand, went nearly as red as her hair, groaning loudly.

“Cahahahn you just quit it?! I wahahahanna cuddle!” Kyoko begged lightly, whatever semblance of the spiky, loner persona she had crumbled away at this point.

“So do I, silly, your the one who keeps squirming away! I just want to spend some sweet, quality time with my lovely girlfriend and you keep trying to leave me!” Sayaka playfully teased her, before sitting back down on the couch with Kyoko on her lap to make it easier to tickle her. Keeping her in a light hold, Sayaka’s fingers began plucking and pressing at Kyoko’s ribs, playing her like a piano. Kyoko’s upper ribs got her squealing and shrieking, while her lower ribs made her cackle and laugh breathlessly, and those sweet little spots between her ribs practically made her scream. She wiggled all about on Sayaka’s lap, but never enough to actually break her comforting hold.

“‘C-cahahause yohohour ti-tihiHIHIHCKLING MEHEHEHEHE!!” Kyoko screeched, clinging onto Sayaka desperately for comfort, squeezing her eyes shut, trying to distract herself from the buzzing, swarming sensations by focusing on the peaceful, pleasant act of cuddling her girlfriend. Of course, that didn’t work, but neither of them were complaining about the arrangement.

“It’s not my fault your this fun to tickle! Just look at you, all smiley and squirmy, you look adorable like this!” Sayaka doted, she really couldn’t get enough of seeing Kyoko like this, happily giggling and screeching, cuddling against her like a kitten.

“SAHAHAHAYAKA!!” Kyoko screeched in a tone that a mother’s child would if she was embarrassing them, flapping about wildly in Sayaka’s lap. Having Sayaka fawn over her was unreasonable flustering for the poor girl, it was so caring and sweet and adoring that she couldn’t help but melt at the compliments, any come backs she might have had moulding into little stutters that got lost in her laughter.

“Think you wanna go to bed now?” Sayaka asked dutifully, slowing down her attack on Kyoko’s ribs just enough so that she wasn’t overwhelmed. Kyoko shook her head appreciatively against Sayaka’s body, clearly Sayaka wasn’t tiring her out enough…or maybe she just wasn’t playing Kyoko right. Cautiously, her fingertips traced down to Kyoko’s stomach, before beginning to gently circle and rub around her tummy, the sensations being just sensitive enough to leave her giggling.

“You know, we can just stay like this and sleep, we’re not gonna have to separate just to go to bed!” Sayaka commented, her voice quietened down, more soft and alluring. Kyoko made a mumble of agreement, utterly melting into the attention and squeezing her eyes in sleepy bliss. The two’s bodies stayed in a comfortable entanglement on the couch.

“Thanks..you know..for all of that..” Kyoko vocalised in a voice tinier than she thought possible, though all of this once seemed impossible. She was here, with her girlfriend, letting her take care of her. And they were both safe.

Kyoko soon drifted into a gentle sleep, though Sayaka stayed awake for as long as she could, snuggling up to her girlfriend and listening to her heartbeat before eventually clocking out peacefully.

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Consider that Sakura's fans love to hype her why Sakura Mokuton user Sakura is so popular? She does not possess even the amount of Chakra that tsunade much less that of hashirama an example of this is Yamato it takes quite a bit of chakra to use the Wooden Jutsus,she could not withstand even a hint of the Kyuubi's chakra,I believe it if they say that Tsunade had a child with a member of the Uzumaki clan and this one was born with Mokuton.

Hello !!

I asked myself this question too a while ago. So I searched for blogs talking about it. I can present you a few of their ideas.

- They want her to be "special" in her own right like Naruto and Sasuke.

- They wish her name, Sakura, had more significance for her character, rather than just having pink hair and a technique called 'Cherry Blossom Impact.' Then her mokuton could produce cherry trees. (This isn’t uncommon in the Sakura fandom—they’ve even come up with genjutsu ideas for her using this imagery. They can be quite creative.)

- She asked Yamato to teach her the mokuton. They expected (apparently) her to learn it on her own and create her own variation thanks to her chakra control and intelligence (see precedent point).

- In their opinion, it would help Naruto when he loses control of Kurama's chakra. With it more development between them (sometimes friendship, sometimes love I guess, depends of their preference).

- In the databooks, it's said she has water and earth, the two elements for mokuton.

I don't remember anything else, but in my opinion, they're 'upset' that Sakura's skillset is a copy-paste of Tsunade's techniques. It's something I can understand.

Hashirama is very special and particularly powerful. Even with Kurama under his control, Madara couldn't win against him. Hashirama has mokuton, tons of yang energy, can heal himself and is a perfect sage (and we don't even know how he got that). When Naruto transfers his chakra fused with Kurama's, Hashirama is literally comparing their chakra's reserves. It's implied he has the same amount of chakra as Kurama's (or almost as much). Sakura, Tsunade and Yamato pale in comparison to him. And it's not an insult to them. It's just how Kishimoto wrote the manga.

Oh. "She could not withstand even a hint of the Kyuubi's chakra" I love this part, because I have a post about that arc in my drafts. It's interesting. I didn't interpret it this way. In my eyes, Kishimoto wanted to emphasize how special Naruto is. For example, Yamanoto wonders how Naruto is able to handle this powerful chakra on a daily basis. Orochimaru even keeps his distance at one point because he realises that Naruto, with the Kyuubi’s chakra, can kill him.... There are more in my post. I'm going to work on it again.

[aphroditestempleimagines]

Out of a fairytale (18+) - part 1

Pairing: Edgar Allan Poe x fem!reader

Colour: Sweet and romantic

Warnings: fluff, romantic sex, vaginal sex, fingering, oral (fem and male receiving) + 69, language, nipple play, orgasm delay (implied), outdoor sex, thigh riding, come swallowing, kissing, handjob, cold play, a bit of food, established relationship

Words: idk like 2000 and smth

Summary: You receive a curious present for your birthday; the peculiar book arrived in the mail first thing in the morning. When you open it, you are transported to a fairytale-like castle where your lover has scripted every detail to perfection.

Part 1 ~ Royalcore version 《

Part 2 ~ Gothic Version

The knock on the door caught you by surprise. Your heart fluttered at the thought of your lover’s image standing outside your house. Alas, your excitement was for nought, as all you gazed upon was a scruffy delivery man. 

“Sign here”, he said after handing you a rectangular package. He held a receiver form in one hand, pen under thumb, and texted on his phone with the other.

“I didn’t order anything”, you objected.

“Is that your name and address?”, he said without taking his eyes from his phone.

“eh...y-yes?”

“Then sign here”, he pushed the form towards you once again.

With your birthday being just the day before you paid no more thought to the package’s origins. A lot of your friends were abroad and you were used to receiving presents from them by mail. It was only that...he was away as well.

Your pen pondered on the paper amidst signing your name. For the first time since you were seeing each other, Poe had to leave your home in Japan to return to America. On top of that, his work meant that he would not be allowed to see you on your birthday. He had called you early in the morning the day before to shower you with sweet words. But it was not the same. You took the package into your arms to compensate for the loss of your lover. It was not enough either. 

You thanked the delivery man and retrieted into your home. The package was not particularly lightweight yet not really heavy either. As you peeled the brown wrapper you confirmed rather than realised that it was a book. Its white hard cover was beautifully bound with a rose ribbon bookmark hanging from the top, and the title “The Princess and the Poet” displayed in golden letters at the front. There was no writer listed on the cover. One would have thought after a year together you would had automatically guessed who it was from. But in the early morning daze that clouded your brain, all you could think of doing is open the book to check inside. 

“ This is the tale of two lovers, who loved with a love that was more than love. The poet and his princess. With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven coveted her and him.”

Even as you read those first words your body was surrounded by a golden cloud of words, a cloud which shrouded your entire room and transported you somewhere new. Suddenly, you were standing in the middle of an internal garden. Your simple pajamas were replaced by an elegant pastel gown. Your heels clicked on the rose marble floor as you approached the Sakura tree in the middle. The small rosey petals were carried by a wind of unknown origin throughout the room. The small skylight at the crown of the dome let the light of the sunset seep into the ballroom, painting it in shades of soft orange and red. It did not take you long now to realise what had happened.

"I'm so glad you came", a familiar voice said behind you.

You turned around to see your lover standing at the entrance of the room. He wore a white and grey prince's uniform with a long one-shoulder creme cape. His hair was pulled back at one side exposing one of his eyes. He extended his hand towards you and gave you a regal bow. Even from that distance, you could see his cheeks and ears grow red as he did his best to act like the character he had created.

"Ed!", you beamed and ran towards him. You threw your arms around his shoulders and buried your face in his hair. The familiar scent of cologne, ink, and jasmine that surrounded you convinced you of his existence.

He wrapped his arms around you as well. You felt his hand behind your head as he buried his face in your shoulder. "I'm sorry I missed it", he said in sorrow, "I thought I had calculated the times perfectly"

"It's okay", you squeezed him in your arms, "At least now you're here now."

He lifted your head by the cheek and chased the draught away from your lips with a long-awaited sweet kiss. "I made two copies of the book I sent you", he said, "So no matter the distance, we can always meet here"

"Shouldn't there be a murder here?", you asked, "Isn't that how your ability works?"

He smiled. "I don't need a murder", he said, "Just a mystery". His arm held you close by the waist while he guided you through the ballroom to a white and golden door. It opened as the two of you approached to reveal a beautiful garden of roses surrounding a white marble gazebo. The sweet smell of the flowers accompanied you as you walked down the stone-paved path. He retrieved his hand from your waist as you reached the small building. He let you take his hand as you climbed the steps. Under the gazebo's dome, Edgar had scripted a luxurious set of pillows and sheets and mattresses, next to a plethora of the sweetest delicacies. He supported you as you took a seat before resting at your side.

"I brought us right to the ending", he said, "As the writer, I know it would be much more interesting for the two of us"

"I'm sure", you smiled and placed your hand over his, "I missed you"

He looked at you with those puppy dog eyes, as if he could not believe the words that left your mouth. He fell back to his awkward mannerisms as he reached for the strawberry cake in front of him. "You should try this", he hid his face behind the plate, "I wrote it was delicious so it should be delicious."

You gladly accepted the dessert, if only to reveal Poe's blushed cheeks from behind it. You cut out a small bite and brought it into your mouth. Your eyes closed; the sweetness of the cream filled your senses, only battled by the sourness of fresh strawberries. "It's delicious", you said as soon as you swallowed. You did not have time to open your eyes before Ed crashed his lips onto yours. His kiss was sweeter than the cake and bolder than usual. He tasted the sweet dessert in your mouth before pulling back. His entire face was redder than a radish and you knew he had intended for this scene to play out exactly as it did.

"Indeed", he said, trying to cover his blush with the back of his hand, "Delicious"

"You know", you put down the plate and fork, "I know what you're planning"

Edgar looked at you, the reddish tint never leaving his cheeks. "Do you?", his eyes looked at you worriedly as if he had been caught stealing.

You walked towards him on your hands and knees. He reclined backwards as you came close. "I do", you said climbing on top of him. You could hear his ragged breath as you crashed your lips on his. He cupped your cheek and pulled you closer so he could once again taste the sweetness of your mouth. You grinded your hips on him to spite him. You swallowed a moan from him before he managed to grip your waist and keep you still. "What's wrong?", your smile teased him as much as your body. You leaned close enough to whisper in his ear, "Isn't this what you wanted?"

His lips traced your bare neck. His arms were sweetly wrapped around your torso as if guarding a treasure. He span the two of you around, hand protecting your precious head. "You have no idea", his eyes were closed as he touched his forehead on yours. His lips were sweet, drinking your melodious sighs. Your body was encased underneath his, his knees on each side of you. You could feel his bulge brush over you each time he lowered his body enough to kiss you.

"And here I thought you were a gentleman", your fingers combed his hair as he kissed you right above the bust. His one hand was already undoing the laces of your dress, but he stopped at the sound of your voice.

He seemed genuinely worried as he asked, "Would you like me to stop?"

He had this adorable shimmer in his pleading eyes. You knew he hung from your every word. He had pulled himself away at the slightest notion of discomfort, even if it was a mere jest on your part. Even so, nothing could hide the undying desire that blazed inside him and made his heart and breath race.

"Oh Ed", you laughed at his sweet confusion, "I only want you to stop when you finally had enough of me"

He smiled. "You are asking too much my love", he leaned back over you. He pulled your dress down until your body was rid of it, leaving you in your undergarments. "If I do that, I shall have to continue for eternity", he placed your hands over your breasts before he climbed down between your legs, "Or at least until my heart sings its last beat".

He lifted your chemise and buried his face on your mount. His tongue slipped between your rosey walls as he held your thighs apart. He alternated between kisses and licks as his fingers began circling your sensitive bud.

"Fuck, ED!", you could not help your body from arching as his lips shifted to suck on your bud, and he thrust two of his fingers inside you. You were by now more than wet enough to accommodate them. He knew your body so well that they curled and hit just the right spots inside you to make your body quiver in desire. He seemed to be melting more and more at each call of his name. He climbed higher. With his hand still working on your lower lips, his mouth captivated your upper ones. He placed one hand on your nape as he broke the kiss, letting his moans explode on your skin. You felt his breath on your cheeks, his need in his voice. He scissored his fingers. Your legs lifted on their own as he pressed on your silky walls. You wanted him. Your hands reached for his embroidered coat and began undoing its golden buttons until they could reach beneath the silk white shirt that hid behind. You knew your hands were cold from the stone's chill, but only when he trembled under their touch and you felt the scolding heat of his torso did you realise just how much you were torturing him. You could feel your wetness as it dripped from you to his fingers.

He broke free. He shook his jacket off and threw it aside. He pulled his shirt and got his head tangled up in the white fabric. You laughed. You heard his light chuckle underneath the tent he had made for himself. You sat up and helped him pull it off. The moment he was freed he reached for your body and pulled you onto his embrace. Your hips met his as your core drenched his light grey trousers. He collided his lips with yours. Your kiss was like water to a dying man. His hands cupped your exposed breasts, thumbs brushing over the nipples in a way that had you aching for more.

You pushed him down. His body fell on the white sheet on which he had displayed the food, framed by the numerous delicacies he had prepared. His chest heaved, his expression painful as he examined your body with his gaze. He reached for the laces of your pulled-down corset but you pushed his hand away. Your eyes fixed on his, you slowly undid the garment, leaving you only in your chemise which you easily took off. A slight chill enveloped your body. Your hands clamped around your torso at the sudden breeze, your body slightly shivering. Edgar's warm hand cupped your cheek. He had raised his body to reach your lips. He pulled you against him, his one hand rubbing up and down your torso, his other moving your hips against his thighs.

"Ed..."

"I know my love", his voice was strained as he pulled out a condom from his pocket, "I want you too". He freed his length from his trousers and dressed it. He slid the tip by your needy lips but never past them. "I want you so so much", he whispered between kisses, "so so much"

His length finally penetrated you. He let out a large moan that mixed with the sound of yours.

"You're so beautiful", he said as he began working his thrusts.

He held your hips to meet his in tandem until his head fell back. His eyes kept trying to focus back on yours, to check if your pleasure was as delightful as his, yet he kept losing himself in its depths.

"Edgar!", you cried in happiness. You shot your hand down on the floor to support you. Your fingers curled, clutching the white tablecloth instinctively as your back arched in your body's delight.

"Gah", he reached to rub eights on your bud. His lips caressed your breasts as he planted kisses closer and closer to their centres. You cried his name again. His hips met yours again and again, each time more agile and rough than the last. "God", he huffed on your chest, "Stay with me forever"

"I will!", you cried. His scraped your spine with his nails to urge your body into a tremble. His other hand pressed harsher on you, his eyes, ever watchful on your expression as you melted in his arms. He had his own struggle as your walls squeezed him the closer he brought you to ecstasy. He sought comfort in your body. He distracted himself with more kisses and loving nips at your skin. At last you let go. Your body slumped as the knot way down deep burst under the skill of his sword. You could not feel the chill any longer.

His tired breath exploded against your face. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips. He pressed his forehead on yours. "I love you so much", he tucked your hair, wet from sweat, behind your reddened ears. He planted a chaste kiss on your lips, one which you did not allow to remain anything other than deep.

He pulled out, resting your hips on his thighs. He continued to caress you, but you could feel how hard he still was as your own juices darkened his pulled trousers. "Edgar", you kissed him, "You're not done"

"It's okay", his arms kept you close as he nipped at your neck. "It's enough for me that you are"

He could be so stubborn sometimes. "It's not for me", your hand reached down for his erection. Your fingers wrapped around his length, moving up and down until they removed the condom. Your thumb brushed what precum came from the end. Edgar had buried his face in your shoulder. His expression was hidden, but his sounds were ever audible as his touch desperately sought yours. You did not see when his hand scooped some of the cake until the frosting touched your lips. You had begun kissing him lower, climbing down, when they nudged at the side of your mouth. You let them in. The sugary feeling and the softness of the cream overp-

"Sit on my face"

"Hm?", his fingers were still in your mouth. You were happy you did not bite them, but it seemed that he had led them there intentionally.

He brushed his thumb over the corner of your mouth. "If you're going...to do this haah...", he could not control his breath now that your fingers worked faster, "I need to...to make you feel good too"

He averted his gaze as soon as you sought it. He was red up to the tip of his ears. You retracted your hand, licking his precum off your fingers before you pulled him for a kiss. "Okay", you said.

You turned your body around until your hips were above his face. You were careful with how much weight you let down, fearful to crush him, but his hands pulled you down against his lips. He greedily kissed every part between your legs before he let his tongue work your walls once more. He was much more forceful than when you two had begun, almost making you forget what you were supposed to do. You could not reject that this had been his intention either.

With your eyes still clouded, you buried your face between his legs, your hands blindly working at his length as you confessed your cries to his skin. You could feel the effect you had on him even with such a small effort. But that had not been the point. You wanted him to feel at the very least as good as he made you feel. You kissed his length at the side before taking it in your mouth. Your fingers continued to work down at whatever you could not take.

"Fuuuck", he breathed, "Y/n!"

Much like you could not focus earlier, now he was losing his edge. But not for long. He tested your core before finally inserting three of his fingers inside. You were still sensitive enough for a tremble to spread to your limps, but your body still accepted him gratefully. He dipped his other hand in the melted ice that was supposed to keep the champagne cold before he pressed it at the edge of your clit. You squeaked and closed your legs around him. It felt so good. He felt so good. You picked up your pace. He moaned against you but that only contributed to your own pleasure even more. You could not keep your body from the fall any longer. The cord snapped and he lapped at your entrance as you sat heavier on him. But he was not far behind, you could feel it in the heavy breaths he tried to hide by kissing your lower lips again. You could see it in the way his toes curled and his legs retracted as much as he tried to hold them planted. His hands held your hips as he fell back and cried for you. His breaths were desperate as his essence filled your mouth. You could not see his face, but his body lifted yours up and down simply with the strength of his breaths filling his lungs.

You climbed off him. He immediately reached for you and pulled you into his embrace. He kissed you on the forehead, then the nose. His arms wrapped tightly around you. He was taller than you, and so he opted to pull your face to rest on his chest as he pressed his cheek on your hair. His breathing slowly calmed down. His eyes were closed but he was not asleep.

"I've missed you so much", he murmured. His voice was always so expressive, so evident of the pain or joy he felt.

You held him tighter, hiding your face in his chest. "I missed you too", your whisper was almost inaudible; but he heard it and chuckled as he petted your hair.

You pulled your body upwards. You reached for two of the pillows you had scattered around with your dalliance and placed them side to side for your heads to rest. He cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing up and down your skin.

"You said this is a mystery novel", you told him, arms hooking underneath his before resting your palm on his back, "I'm curious, what's the mystery"

He smiled. "I don't think I'll reveal it just yet", he said, "And please don't do so either even if you find it out yourself." He placed another kiss on your nose, moving his body close enough for his forehead to touch yours once more. His one arm snaked underneath you. "Call me greedy", he said, "But I'd like to hold you in my arms at the very least a little bit longer"

He closed his eyes again. His lips were smiling as he appreciated the moment to its full.

You smiled too. "How could I ever object to that?", you told him and followed his example.

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I never had a taglist until today but:

@stygianoir

This feels lowkey weird

[ninapi]

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┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺╚══ Snake Pillar ╝

Premise: Love isn't always something beautiful, wanted, expected. Iguro had always been in love with Mitsuri, but that didn't stop his Tsuguko from falling for him.

Word Count: 3686

Warning: Main character death, spoilers of the main manga timeline.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Spring, everyone’s favorite season was now here.

The Sakura trees were in full bloom in the capital, the streets filled with beautiful petals flocking around the chilly wind.

Animals and humans alike were now getting intimate to bring new life to this world.

The perfect season for demons to go rampage in town.

After a two weeks long mission along the fire pillar, you were summoned by Oyakata-sama and his wife, the reason was unknown to you but the messenger didn’t seem to be carrying bad news.

“(Y/N) my child. You’ve proven to be the best of your generation; we’ve both been talking, and we think you should be upgraded to Tsuguko. I believe you have the potential to be our next pillar.”

That caught you off guard, yes, the mission was very intense, but if it wasn’t for Rengoku-san you would have died, at least four times. You considered yourself just one more of the bunch, nothing special, besides your bond with the fire pillar that is. You both got more than along, were in complete sync, and everybody knew about this, even your master.

“That would be an honor, Oyakata-sama. If I may ask for something selfish, is it possible to…”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The pillars were summoned for a brief meeting a few days later, the crows didn’t elaborate on the reason, but it didn’t seem urgent, so they all arrived at their own pace.

Once Oyakata-sama arrived, they all took their respective place around the leader, excited to see their master.

“My beloved children. Sorry to call you with such a short notice, I have some good news that wanted to share with you.” this didn’t happen often, usually the meetings were about important upcoming missions or bigger troubles, but he looked awfully calm this time around.

“(Y/N) has proven her worth in countless missions and the last one was her last trial; she will be officially our new Tsuguko starting tomorrow.” Rengoku’s smile was so bright even Gyomei could feel it. He was radiating fire at this point, as proud as one could be.

“Sanemi, I think you’re the perfect match for our little (Y/N).” this caused said smile to drop to the floor in seconds, he was sure he would be the chosen one.

“With all due respect, Oyakata-sama. I can see the logic behind it, she does have great wind affinity, but I honestly don’t think she can withstand my harsh training, wouldn’t it be better to send her over to Rengoku?” Ah... Shinazugawa…such a lovely man, thought Rengoku as his smile was slowly returning to its rightful place.

“Yes, I thought so too, they do have amazing chemistry. But you know I always listen to my wife; she insists she’d be better off with you.” that left Sanemi speechless and a little bothered, he really didn’t want to train a little spoiled brat, he was already busy at it is.

“I can sense your discomfort, Sanemi. And let me lift those worries out right now, even if we both agreed you should be the one, (Y/N) herself came to us asking if it was possible to be trained under Obanai’s lead, she didn’t even know who she would be sent to by then, but she made her preferences known, and I respect that.” Iguro had a coughing attack at the news, having to place a hand on the ground to recover.

“She did what?” Rengoku was beyond heartbroken, he even forgot Oyakata-sama was the one delivering the news, he would never disrespect him in any way, but this was shocking.

“Rengoku.” Himejima clapped his hands loudly, making Rengoku realize what he had done, throwing himself on the floor at once. “I’m sorry for my behavior, Oyakata-sama. Are you sure…she said that?”

“Lift your head Kyojuro. She did, it sounded like she had a reason though. Why don’t you try asking her?” with a short nod, he went back to his seat, crestfallen.

“Obanai, I know you didn’t want a Tsuguko. But she’s the best we have right now, please make sure to train her properly and don’t be too harsh on her, she asked nicely, must really want to be under your care.”

Iguro was losing his cool. He wasn’t only getting a Tsuguko against his will, it was a girl at that. And not just any girl, the girl majority of the guys around the corps had a crush on, even the almighty fire pillar. He didn’t want this, not in the slightest.

“Iguro-san, Iguro-san! (Y/N) is so, so, so, cute! You’re so lucky! I envy you so much!” Kanroji was pulling from her braids in despair, she had been begging for a Tsuguko and had wished for a cute girl to dot on and talk about boys, you were the perfect candidate.

“Oyakata-sama, as I’m sure you know, I’m not good with girls. How can I have a female Tsuguko?” his breath was ragged, his head was spinning, he really didn’t want any of this. “Can’t you give her over to Kanroji?”

“My children,” his tone wasn’t as loving as it usually is anymore, sending chills down everyone’s spine, “This is not an auction, Rengoku and Kanroji might want her, I wanted her under Sanemi myself, but she wants you, Obanai. I’m being as fair as I can be, she’s the one who must be trained by you, the one who will suffer the consequences of this decision, and it has been made, there’s nothing more to argue about. You are all dismissed.”

They all got up from their seat, walking out to the garden as soon as he spoke, Sanemi collapsing on the floor with a satisfied long sigh, “Safe.”

Rengoku on the other hand was quietly sulking behind a wooden post.

Iguro was just there, trying to regain some air back to his lungs and to process what had happened, his loyal friend hissing on his ear trying to offer some sort of comfort.

“Iguro-san! Don’t doubt to call me if you need help! I’m a girl too, we get each other. Maybe I can even steal from time to time and smother her with love after your harsh training! Ahw! So exciting!” Mitsuri was swaying on her feet, daydreaming happily of who knows what atrocities.

“Will do….” his voice was nothing but a whisper, his feet safely guiding him back to his state. Life wasn’t on his side, he’s always been aware of this since he was a child, but this, this was just too much.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You were in the serpent state with your bags by sunrise, ready to fully immerse yourself in the experience, a bright smile on your face.

Iguro, who just woke up was definitely not ready for this, not even saying good morning he jumped right into the matter that barely allowed him to sleep last night, “(L/N) why did you ask to be my Tsuguko? Wasn’t Rengoku a better fit? I’m sure we can get Oyakata-sama to reassign you if we both go toge-“

“I want to be trained by you, Iguro-san. Is that a bad thing?” your eyes were glossy, disappointment painting your features. He wasn’t trying to make you cry, he was just not the right man for the job.

“Why would you want that? You know my training is rough right? I won’t slow down just because you are a girl.”

“I am not expecting you to slow down. I just thought Tsugukos were chosen by affinity. I think you are the coolest Iguro-san…I would like to inherit the snake breathing techniques one day…” this was the first time someone called him cool, this was specially surprising coming from someone who’s been near Rengoku for the longest time.

“Not everyone can do this. You have to have a connection with the species-“ your eyes were glued to the beautiful snake around his shoulders, a childlike expression on your face. “You just want to touch Kaburamaru, don’t you?” his eyes were full of realization, he caught you.

This made you giggle, the snake skillfully wrapping around your arm on its own, quickly enamored by you. “Maybe…”

The ridiculousness of it all made Iguro accept his fate, his snake friend seemed comfortable enough with your presence, he is always friendly but not to this level, you probably had potential for his breathing style by the looks of it, he had to give you a chance to prove yourself.

“Go drop your stuff in the empty room by the entrance, I’ll see you in the training grounds in ten.” He’s never seen such a bright smile before, Kanroji had the most beautiful there is, but your smile was different, it felt warm, you were probably rubbing on Rengoku for too long, it had to be that.

Throwing it to the back of his mind, he moved on with his day.

He had a Tsuguko now, training would be his priority for a while.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Rengoku was still in shock, even if an entire day had gone by. He was sure you guys had a thing, or was it just his imagination?

You don’t just hold hands with random people, right? He wasn’t the most experienced in the love department, but he was pretty sure it wasn’t just him, the longing in your eyes each time you saw him, the way you smiled at him so brightly, so tenderly, it couldn’t be all in his head.

He wanted to see it with his own eyes, so he headed to Iguro’s training grounds, he needed to hear it from you, the reason why.

You were exhausted, panting on the floor after a very long training morning with your favorite pillar. Kaburamaru was laying on you, sunbathing on your belly, making you giggle as you caressed his beautiful scales. Iguro was watching the interaction from up a tree, you didn’t know he was there, but you knew he had to be close otherwise the snake would have left after him already.

He was about to leave when Rengoku arrived, his worried expression made him want to stay a little more. In all truth, he was still wishing you would change your mind and go with the fire pillar, but after training you all morning he wasn’t as discouraged to train you anymore, you had more than enough potential to be a pillar and Kaburamaru loved you, it wasn’t easy to find someone so compatible with his own skills, it would honestly be a shame, even if he didn’t want to accept it.

“(Y/N) dear, is your training for the day over? I wanted to have a word with you…” getting up gently, you set the little snake down on a patch of grass before heading your way over to him. “Sure, Kyo-san. What’s up?”

“I…I was wondering why you chose to come to Iguro instead of being with me. We have such an awesome connection, having you teaming with him instead will be devastating for me.” he was more heartbroken than anything else, he couldn’t care less for the missions, he could do it all by himself, he just enjoyed them so much more since you started tagging along, he misses you already.

“We do, yes.. I just…well you know how everyone’s scared of him? I just think he deserves a chance; nobody wants to be his Tsuguko and I think we could potentially get along one day, he’s great with animals, and so am I. Don’t you think I could be a good serpent breathing representative? I don’t think I could do cool things with fire like you do.” your heart was so big, it was one of the things he loved about you, he couldn’t be upset anymore after hearing your reasoning.

“And what about good old Rengoku? He needs a Tsuguko too you know? I will miss you…” his voice dropped along with his hand which now rested on your waist.

“Good old Kyo-san has a cute little brother that will eventually come to be in his care, he doesn’t need me.” your cute giggles were music to his ears, he really did like you, a lot.

Iguro on the other hand felt uncomfortable watching this whole thing. So you felt pity? Was that it? You wanted to be with him so he wouldn’t end up being the only pillar without an apprentice? He didn’t know how to feel about this, it didn’t feel good, but it also made something fuzzy bloom in his chest.

“Oh? So he’s cute, huh? Is he cuter than me? Am in troubles?” a low chuckle rumbled in his chest, his hand tugging you closer to him.

“You might be~” poking your tongue out at him in a teasing manner, you ran away from him and headed inside the serpent state, “Gotta take a bath, see you later Kyo-san!”

Iguro came out of the tree to pick sleeping Kaburamaru up, Rengoku glaring in his direction. “Didn’t peg you as a stalker, Iguro.”

“Sorry to disappoint you, but this is my state. Now, I would like to make it clear from the start that I expect you to stop clinging to my Tsuguko. She needs to train hard; distractions are not welcomed.” he didn’t know why he was saying all this, words were just coming out of his mouth on their own.

“Weren’t you into Kanroji? Why does it matter to you if I cling to her or not?” raising one of his intimidating eyebrows up, he scoffed. “I well, what? No, I’m not. But she has nothing to do with this. I just don’t want you parading around my state all day, that’s all.”

“I’m not here to see you, so I don’t see why it bothers you this much. But ok, I will leave my time with her reserved for after training hours, then I get to have her all to myself.” without another word, he headed to his own state, his heart felt a bit lighter now that he cleared things up with you, but he’s never heard Iguro talk this much, it was a bit concerning.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

One thing about Obanai is that he wakes up early every morning, even before the sun’s up.

The reason why being he just didn’t want anybody to get a the slightest glimpse of his unwrapped self as he takes a bath, other members of the corpse share the space and he didn’t want anybody to be even more on edge because of him.

You were the contrary, always late, falling asleep was your worse flaw and he hated it deep down in his guts, but he was glad in a way as he never had to encounter you bright and early when he is most tense.

That was until this day.

You weren’t what you would consider ‘early’ you just didn’t sleep at all, there were a lot of things in your head and coming from a difficult mission with lots of death plaguing it would of course cause you to lose sleep. So you decided to take a bath and start stretching while you waited for your training session to start.

You bumped into him on his way out of the bathing area, making both of your towels fall to the ground. Crouching to pick both up you apologized profusely. “I’m so sorry Iguro-san, I didn’t know there was someone in the bath already!”

He was paralyzed with fear, his face out in the open for everyone to see.

You tried not to stare, but this was your first time seeing his face properly. “Don’t look, I’m hideous…” he tried to cover his face with a bucket nearby, your hand reaching over to stop him from doing so.

“There’s no such thing as a hideous person, Iguro-san. I can understand you being self-conscious about the scar, we all obsess over something in our body, I personally don’t like my thighs, that’s why I cover them, but people say they’re nothing out of the ordinary, even if to me they’re awful.”

Mumbling behind his sleeve, he peeked one eye out to look down to your succulent thighs, “They’re fine…why would you hate them?”

“And why would you hate your beautiful face? Makes no sense to me~” giggling past him, you went inside the bathing area, needing to hurry as your trainer was up already.

“B-beautiful? What-…” scoffing, he headed over to his room, quickly wrapping his face away from the world as he usually does. You were indeed a weird one, always seeing the best out of every situation, it was honestly refreshing, but difficult to handle for someone like him.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Time skip~

You’ve been under Iguro’s care for over a year now. You’ve perfected the first three breathing techniques, surprising him with your progress.

You were good, he was even fearing Kaburamaru would leave him and become your partner full time. Who can blame him though? After all this time seeing you around every day, he gets now what people see in you. Not only were you pretty, but you were strong, considerate, kind, selfless. Definitely a match for Rengoku, not him.

You were now sure of his undying love for Kanroji, she would visit him often, eat lunch together, he even bought stuff for her constantly, it was painstakingly obvious they both liked each other. As it was how much Rengoku liked you.

You on the other hand had mixed feelings.

Of course, Rengoku is lovely, he wanted to pursue you officially, but you had a hard time accepting his feelings. You spend all your day with Iguro, you’ve got to truly see him for what he really is, learned to accept him, entertain him, be in sync with him. You now made a great team. It was him you thought about before going to bed and as soon as you woke up. It was him who you wished to receive praises from, it was him you wanted to make proud.

Even if he was clearly in love with someone else, your feelings shifted his way without anyone’s consent.

The way he would bring you a cup of tea after a harsh training routine, the way he would sit quietly next to you eating sweets peacefully, you’ve seen his face already and wasn’t disgusted by it, he could eat around you comfortably.

The way he would let you hold onto his arm if the missions were tough. The way his eyes soften now in your presence.

You were deep in love with a man who’s heart belonged to someone else…

A mission came around for you two, a particularly tough demon had come out very near a village booming with tourists. It needed to be contained and destroyed as fast as possible.

You’ve seen the way his demeanor towards you had changed every time you talk, you know he didn’t think of you as a nuisance anymore, but you also knew he wouldn’t accept your feelings, and as hard as that might be, you decided to keep your feelings to yourself and treasure the relationship you currently had with him.

The demon was tougher than you two expected, even with a pillar there you were having a hard time killing him. Three women had already lost their life to his rampage, you needed to do something.

Since he seemed to like killing women, you were trying to devise a plan to lure him in and give Iguro time to cut his head off, but your head turned blank when you saw the demon sneaking behind Iguro and about to stab him right through the heart.

Panic surged through your body, inhuman speed possessing you as you rushed to his aid, receiving the blow instead.

Iguro saw it all in slow motion, how you fell to the ground, covered in blood, how the wound had pierced a vital organ dooming your recovery. His rage served as the means necessary to cut the demon’s head and send him to oblivion. But the cut was too deep, he didn’t know how to help you.

You could barely keep your eyes open when he gathered you to his chest, tears unexpectedly coming down his face slowly, one after the other, “(Y/N), no, why? Why?? You’re so stupid, how many times have I told you I’m stronger than you? I can take a blow like that! But you….just look at you….why, just why would you do this…?” your hand reached over to his face wrappings, undoing them so you got to see a glimpse of his face one last time.

“Because I love you. I couldn’t just let you die Iguro-san...” his hand came over to stop yours from fully removing the wraps, his entire being too shaken by the situation to comprehend your words.

“C’mon…let me see your beautiful face one last time…I don’t have much left…” your soft smile and trembling hand made him forgo his stubbornness, letting you remove the wraps.

“Thank you for letting me be your Tusuguko…even when you didn’t like me.” you chuckled slightly, coughing out blood while doing so, alerting Iguro and making him tighten his grip around your faint body. “I know you don’t like your face, but I will always think of it as the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. I hope you felt loved while being around me, even if it was just a little…” he nodded, collapsing to the ground fully with you in his arms. He really liked Mitsuri, everyone knew about this, but you had loved him like no one else had, openly, abundantly, and he couldn’t give you any of it back.

“Would you…remember me…?”

“Of course I will, what are you saying…you’re my only Tsuguko, I will never have another one, the techniques will die with us…” nuzzling his chest, you gave one last shaky breath, “Thank you…Igu-….” Leaving this world in the hands of a loved one has no price, makes time living among others worthwhile.

With a smile on his teary face, he bid goodbye to his only apprentice, the woman that loved him to her own demise.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The serpent state was never to be the same and he made sure of it.

He made everyone leave and remained there on his own, never taking another Tsuguko as he promised he would.

He likes Mitsuri, everybody knows that, even her, and he did till his very last breath, but he always carried with him the load you left him, the unshared feelings, the overwhelming amount of love you had towards him and Kaburamaru and always lived within him, being his companions until his arrival in the afterlife.

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Masterlist

[currantlee]

(I didn't find this cutscene by itself on YouTube in English, so y'all are gonna have to deal with a link to a specific timestamp in the video - anyway, here's the Japanese version sans subtitles)

Okay, but can we talk about the Revelation ending cinematic for a second, please?

Like, I know this game is several years old at this point, but this cinematic is still so perfect, like, come on!! Apart from the strellar video quality that all of the 3DS games have, there is so much love and detail in just this one scene.

You have eight characters in the scene, and none of them are standing around and doing nothing. This is obviously not counting Corrin, who is really more of a stand-in for the player in this scene - also, funfact!

Theoretically, you should see Corrin in this shot since in the end of the cutscene, when the little sisters drag Corrin to the rest of the siblings, they're running in the direction of the trees in the background, indicating that this is where Corrin should stand. But they're not in this shot.

Regardless, having eight characters in one scene and each of them not just say something, but do something (rather than just standing by idly until it's time to say their lines) is impressive! Even more impressive is that the things they do are not just standard / repetitive motions, but rather small details that are easy to miss, yet so in-character. I put some of my personal highlights under the cut - what are yours?

Right before the little sisters run towards them, Camilla smiles and gives Corrin / the player a little wave, and it's the sort of smile that we rarely see from this character - a very sincere smile that reaches her eyes.

Very easy to miss, but I love how just before the little sisters run to Corrin, Takumi (and, less obviously, Leo too!) look lovingly at their little sisters (whom both of them are shown to have a close relationship to in the supports, it's such a nice touch IMO!), while Camilla and Hinoka are looking at Corrin, and Xander and Ryoma are looking at the scene unfolding in front of them.

There is also this cute interaction Takumi initiates with Leo, which I find especially cool because after Ryoma and Xander make their vow to keep peace and Elise cheers that Sakura and her can be friends now, Takumi remarks how he wishes it were that easy to forgive, and Leo responds by saying that healing can only begin with trust - which is not only very true in my experience, it's one of my favorite lines from the entire game. If you take anything away from Fates as a story, it should be this.

So anyway, Takumi seems to think about Leo's words a bit before he nods and agrees. So regardless of whether you ship Leokumi or not (I do, and this interaction is definitely a bonus to me), you can kind of see this interaction as an extension to Takumi's agreement from earlier, where he specifically decides to trust and befriend Leo.

The next part of this interaction is a bit harder to see because the camera pans to the sisters. Camilla and Hinoka have a little interaction with Sakura and Elise. Hinoka even bends down so they're on the same level (cool aunt character indeed), and it looks like they're moving their lips to actually say something, even though that's not part of the dialogue. Xander and Ryoma also watch this unfold (while Leo gets shoved in a friendly way by Takumi).

Leo, judging by his expression, did not expect this and is not exactly happy about in the first second of surprise. You can actually see him breathe heavily directly after stumbling forward, indicating that he was indeed startled by this. However, he then goes on to laugh it off, like "haha, you got me". Meanwhile, Takumi does not instantly turn around to Corrin again, but actually takes a step towards Leo and even turns to him for a bit, as if to make sure he's okay. The other siblings (safe for Elise) also turn to them briefly.

By the way, at the end of the scene, Takumi's hand is still on Leo's back. Also, Camilla is actually the last one to turn around to face the camera / Corrin. Instead, she takes a long look at the united families until her gaze lands at Corrin when the screen already fades to white.

[kirschbluetenregen-ao3]

Sukehiro and Ichika

I think I mentioned often enough that Yami is my favourite character in Black Clover. That’s why I was overwhelmed with joy when we stranded in Hino together with Asta and learned more about his past—and that he actually has a younger sister.

Ichika joined really fast the line of my all time favourites. Even though we still don’t know much about her, I found her character very interesting from the very beginning.

When we look at the sibling’s past we have so much to explore and I threw myself into theories and character analyses quickly after getting to know Ichika.

No surprise that my first fanfiction I wrote about Black Clover included her and the broken relationship to her brother.

While writing “Embrace of Darkness” we didn’t have the reunion between Yami and Ichika in the manga yet, so it was interesting for me to explore their emotions and actions in my story.

About a year ago I thus wrote a little prequel to celebrate my birthday. In my head they always had a very strong bond and Yami was the perfect, protective older brother while they both suffered under their father’s existence. I wondered what that might felt like. We got glimpses of it, but I also wanted to have more about it, that’s why I chose to write the sibling’s first meeting with Ryu (whom I also love a lot!).

I mentioned it in the notes of the story, but the residence of Ryu’s family was inspired by a temple I visited in Japan. It’s the Kodai-ji Temple in Kyoto, and if you ever have the chance to go there I highly recommend to visit this temple.

They were passing a large garden when they followed their guide over a veranda. Ichika pointed excitedly at a huge sakura tree in the middle of the garden, its long hanging branches full of blooming pink blossoms. Sukehiro’s attention was caught by something else, though. At a stone table in the shadows of some trees was a boy sitting and apparently studying. He seemed to be around his age, maybe about twelve years old. When he noticed their small group he looked up from his scrolls and eyed them with curiosity. Sukehiro just frowned and then concentrated himself on his way again. Why should he care about this boy anyway?

It was a lot of fun writing this little story and I wish there was more love about the Yami sibling’s relationship out there.

Reading their actual reunion in November brought tears to my eyes. Their dynamics are amazing and I wish we’ll get to see more of them.

Well; and as much as I love the relationship between the siblings, I also love Yami and Charlotte together. And that’s why I’m gifting myself a little story about them for my upcoming birthday. Let’s hope we’ll see more about those two as well in the future. ❤️

[halfamask]

Ok idc if I get hate for this but I HATE Sakura haters. “Oh she’s so useless oh she doesn’t do anything she lets naruto and sasuke do everything” I-

Sakura is the only main character we see who’s not overpowered in some way or part of a shinobi bloodline. We know how important those are in terms of powers, allies, mentors, etc. sasuke unlocks the sharingan and gets powerful. Naruto has the nine tails and also incredible heritage. Her best friend ino is from a major clan with special mind jutsu. Everyone else- shikamaru, choji, kiba, hinata and even neji, shino, even gaara + sibs, most of the main characters have some sort of familial/clan support and power. The only other one we see who doesn’t is rock lee but what does he get? The unwavering dedication of guy sensei. I love Kakashi but damn he did Sakura dirty with training when he focused on naruto and sasuke.

So she comes from no shinobi background, masters chakra control before naruto and sasuke to climb the tree, is one of the only if not the only person to solve the written part of the chunin exam without cheating just because she’s so smart, and people have the audacity to shame her? Oh she’s scared in fights YEAH OF COURSE SHE IS? Naruto and sasuke aren’t scared of zabuza and haku and orochimaru but she’s not a 12 year old boy with unlimited power and even more audacity?? She’s a girl who has no special abilities and learned a week ago to climb a tree.

She was done really dirty in shippuden too bc she finally got tsunade to be her master after being ignored by kakashi, mastered healing and was the only one of her disciples to actually master the thousand healings and she’s still relegated to being useless bc she’s not as good as naruto and sasuke. The first arc of getting gaara back shows what she could’ve been as a character: a selflessly brave shinobi who’s intelligent enough to think of new solutions like forming the antidote to sasori’s poison and letting chiyo control her to fight sasori. She’s the one who formulates the antidote to save gaara. Yes she’s manipulative at times and uses Naruto’s crush on her to try to get him to come back to the village but yk what? She’s a fucking shinobi. That’s what she does. She manipulates and fights and uses all her resources to complete her goals.

I’m tired of seeing her called useless bc she doesn’t stack up to classmates with clan support, is weaker than the two overpowered main characters in the show, and has appropriate fear responses to things.

Edit to add this includes boruto era Sakura hate. Ppl hate bc she wears the uchiha insignia UH YEAH she married into the clan and also do you remember what happened to the last kid who was the only person who wore the uchiha insignia hint his pain of being alone got to him and he ran off to orochimaru. Oh but hinata/temari/ino don’t wear their husbands’ clan insignia YEAH BECAUSE they’re already part of powerful clans they can’t switch up on loyalty like that Sakura has no clan so she can. Oh lol Sakura’s the only one who could have an uchiha kid who needed glasses yeah ykw she’s the one who can make her vision perfect with healing I’m betting this comes from sarada’s dad who destroyed and switched up on his eyes like 1836283 times. Also she’s a brilliant doctor and tsunade’s best legacy it’s not her fault that sasuke is an absent husband and father when she’s done nothing but be a present, active wife and mother who doesn’t hold back on her love for her family