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Hi Evelyn! I'm Auro, and I was wondering if could possibly request some SFW and NSFW headcanons of Sabo, Sanji and the reader in a polyamorous relationship, please? Thank you very much for your time! Stay awesome.

i was writing a zoro x reader x sanji but it'll have to wait because i love this 🙁🤭

PAIRING: sanji x sabo x fem! reader.

C/W: bondage, switch! reader, use of pet names (mistress, doll, master, good girl/boy), threesomes, fluff/sfw at the beginning, food play (?) use of whip cream, jealous! sanji, dominant! sabo & sub! sanji, doggystyle position, blowjobs, cum swallowing, throat/face-fucking, mlm relationships (?), not proof read btw, i love bisexual sanji 🤭.

NOTE. i‘m late. sorry. this was kinda rushed but i like it so erm eijsjs yeah☹️, i hope you like it! (even if you don't just act like you do/j) .

SFW:

being in a relationship with sanji & sabo was nice, but you didn’t like dealing with jealous sanji, (that’s a lie you love jealouse sanji), he was very clingy, either with you or sabo.

sanji gets jealous when you give sabo more attention, he gets jealous when sabo shows you more attention, no in between, he wants both yours & sabo’s attention to be fixed on him & him only.

cuddling with those three is heaven <3 sabo in the middle while you’re on the right & sanji on the left, both you & Sanji would be laying on sabo‘s chest, snuggling on his chest.

you & sabo would be engaging in a conversation while sanji is dozing off on sabo‘s chest, little snores being heard from Sanji making yours & sabos heart melt.

sanji would cook you & sabo the most delicious meals ever, he puts all of his hard work & love cooking you meals & they ways taste good, sanji is addicted to the face you make everytime he brings you a new dish to taste, he knows it tastes good but he has to get the "its delicious!" with a satisfied smile plastered on your face.

both sabo & sanji are very affectionate towards you, sanji loves giving you random kisses at random times :( he‘d pick the time where you‘d be off guard so that it takes a while for you to process the kiss & that had sanji kissed you.

sabo would pull you into random hug, wrapping his hands around your waist from behind & pulling you close to him, he then will rest his chin on your shoulders or will bury his whole face on the crook of your neck.

sabo & Sanji would both baby you, treat you like you‘re the most precious & important thing in the world, you‘re so cute, so pretty, sabo & Sanji love you so much that they can‘t express their love for you in words. :(

they love holding hands with you! you‘re in the middle, sanji on your left holding your hand, sabo on your right holding your hand, Sanji has very warm hands while sabo has chilly cold hands.

both sabo & sanji has no shame! they would cuddle you in public & kiss you in public :( you obviously don‘t mind, but sometimes you get embarrassed from the way people are staring, but don‘t worry! sanji reassures you & says that they‘re just jealous that you have two guys that love you dearly! <3

NSFW:

these more like scenario‘s than hc‘s so i‘m sorry :(

dominant sabo!! he‘s 100% a dom, he loves to dominant you & sanji, loves the way sanji whimpers when he inserts two fingers inside his hole, sanji‘s eyes would roll to the back of his head & his back would arch as sabo thrusts two thick finger in & out of his hole :c

sabo occasionally praising sanji with, "good boy" & by saying "you‘re doing so good," just cooing & whispering praises in sanji‘s ears while sanji moans & whimpers, a blush covering his face as he tries to control his moans.

sabo would tie sanji, he‘d tie his wrists together & place his hands above his head, sanjis face would be flush red from embarrassment, sabo takes whip cream & starts pouring some of it on sanji‘s chest causing sanji to whimper at the cold feeling, "m-master..." sanji would refer to sabo as he lets out a shaky sigh.

sabo would call you & make you lick the cream off of sanji‘s chest, you would circle your tongue around sanjis nipple, licking the sweet cream off his chest, "hah– fuck...! mistress...!" sabo would watch as you lick sanjis abs and rub your legs against sanji‘s bulge.

tears pricked on the corner of sanji‘s eyes as you continued licking the whip cream till nothing was left :( sabo was jerking off to the sight of you trying to dominant sanji.

you kept rubbing your thighs against sanji‘s bulge making the blonde man let out desperate whimpers, "p-please do something...it hurts mistress pleaseee...!!" sanji begging you to do something about his hard cock was cute :<

sabo watched every move you made, his eyes also fixed on the way sanjis expression kept changing with every move you made as he rubbed the tip of his cock with his thumbs.

you finally freed sanji‘s aching cock, pre-cum covering the tip of his dick. you bent down & gave the tip a sloppy kiss catching sanji so off guard. you took his whole length into your mouth & started sucking on it, bobbing your head up & down on sanji‘s cock, as he arches his back & let's out muffled moans.

"f-fuck mistress...fuckkk..!" sanji thrusted his hips upwards, trying to reach his high faster, your tongue circled around his tip which made sanjis cock throb & twitch, "cumming! s-shit mistress...! 'm cumming!" sanjis hips quivered as he let out ropes of cum inside your mouth.

sabo watched as sanji came inside your mouth, stuffing your mouth full which made sabo‘s cock twitch, letting out strings of warm cum on his palm.

submissive reader time c: sabo would have you wear thigh high socks & a very short skirt along with a tight shirt that has your nipples press against the soft fabric. you would be sitting on the corner with your head looking down, too embarrassed to stare on either sanji or sabo.

sabo would hold your chin & make you look at him, "don‘t be shy now, you were the one who agreed to this, doll" sabo whispered which made your ears flush red, once you look back up you found both sabo & sanji staring at you with wide smirks on both of their faces.

sabo ordered you to get on all fours & you did as you were told, bending down & placing your hands on the floor which made your skirt rise up & flash your white panties which hugged your pussy lips so good, sanji stood behind you & the sight got him drooling & got his dick rock hard.

sabo freed his hard cock & started rubbing the tip on your lips, sliding it on your lips as he started smearing pre-cum on them, "open up doll, don‘t want to keep my dick waiting, right?" you slowly started opening your mouth wide, sabo didn‘t waste any second as he pushed the fat tip of his dick inside your warm mouth before he pushed his whole length in, you wrapped your plump lips around his dick as you started sucking on the tip sloppily.

sanji was on the other side, behind you, playing with your messy cunt, inserting one finger inside as he pinched your clit with his other hand, making squelching & wet sounds with every thrust of sanji‘s fingers. you were trying to hold in your moans as you sucked sabo off, "fuck...good girl, just like that, keep going..!" sabo praises as he watches you bob your head up & down his length.

sanji takes out his fingers & starts rubbing his hardened cock against your clit, & occasionally rubbing it against your wet folds, before he finally pushed in his cock, he lets out a shaky sigh at the feeling of your wet cunt sucking him in so good. :C

sabo would take ahold of your hair & starts thrusting his cock in your mouth, he lets out low moans as he fasten his thrusts, tears pricked on the corner of your eyes at sabo‘s rough thrusts, "just a little more doll, argh–!"

sanji on the other side, his brain too fuzzy to think, the way your cunt sucked him in can have him cumming undone right fucking now, but also the way your gummy walls tightens & flutters around his cock makes him want to stay inside you longer, sanji slowly started thrusting inside of you, his hips moving in a steady pace.

sabo could feel himself getting close, his hips trembled & his cock twitched, sabo let out low moans before he emptied his load down your throat.

sanji pushed himself deeper, the tip of his cock hitting that spongy spot inside you with every thrust of his dick, making your head go foggy. with only a few more thrusts Sanji felt himself get closer to his high, speeding his thrusts, before he pulled out & came all over your back, covering your back with his thick semen.

both sabo & sanji were exhausted & so were you, you had a sore throat due to sabo fucking your throat. sabo held your chin & pulled you into a kiss & sanji rested his chin on your shoulder.

"i must‘ve went too rough on your mouth, ‘m sorry," sabo whispered to which you shook your head at, "‘s okay," you whispered, sabo just smiled at you in response.

right after that, you, sanji & sabo were fast asleep, too tired to move to bed you three ended up sleeping on the couch, little snores were heard from sabo & sanji causing your heart to flutter, you love them both so much! <3

#sanji smut #one piece smut #one piece x reader #sabo smut #one piece sabo #sanji x reader #sabo x reader #one piece x y/n #polyamourous

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moonstrider9904 · 4 months

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Passacaille

Chapter Seven of Half-Moon Glow

Pairing: Crosshair x Female OC (Aurora Dawn)

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Summary: After Aurora and the Batch’s encounter with Sobeck and the 104th division on Christophsis, Aurora and Crosshair enjoy a night alone on Coruscant.

Tags/warnings: Explicit (18+, minors begone). Soft smut oral and vaginal sex, and overall just a dreamy, romantic date night chapter. Some PTSD. Hurt/comfort. Brief alcohol consumption.

A/N: My loves… I know I’ve said “I’m back” like four times this year. It has been over one year since I last updated this fic, and a huge reason for that is having moved out of my childhood home where writing just comes naturally. I am writing this as I have returned for Christmas, and being able to write a softer, light-hearted chapter in my current Crosshair fic seems so fitting that a part of me feels it has to be fate. Thank you to everyone who’s remained even while I’ve been away. This blog and writing are a form of a home I can always come back to. I really hope I still got it and that this chapter lives up to what my writing has been in the past.

Also, not me projecting my dream date in some far-fetched fantasy world lol

Word count: 5.3k

No new assignments had come in.

In the rare peace that came with nothingness—no missions, no wounds to clean, no running for her life—Aurora lay on her bed contemplating the dim gray ceiling above her in silence. She let the sounds of steps and chatter outside her room come and go like the thoughts forming in her mind, basking in the mix of relaxation and tension.

The longest she could go without thinking back to Christophsis was just under five minutes, as she confirmed by tearing her eyes from the ceiling to the clock at her bedside as a way to distract her from the memories. Aurora wanted more than anything else to simply not think of that anymore, and even focusing on Crosshair’s heroic rescue of her didn’t put balm over the wounds. She’d been held hostage while facing heartbreak and her own demise, hurt when she was the one supposed to do the healing.

She’d never felt weaker than she had at that moment.

Aurora sat up on her bed, knowing that lying down wasn’t doing her or her spiraling mind any favors. With a heavy sigh, she tried grounding herself; her hands clenched the bed’s comforter underneath her, the fabric fuzzy and soft against her cold fingertips, and when she let go of the fabric, it didn’t go back to its original state. Her gaze focused on a point between the line where the door met the floor, separating her bedroom from the hallway, and she took a deep breath in while closing her eyes.

It’s okay to still get memories. It’s okay to feel sad at what happened because it was a terrible thing to go through. From being taken hostage to getting a blast wound on her thigh, to believing she wouldn’t see the man she loved ever again, a man who at that point she was convinced she had broken up with for good regardless of whether they saw one another again, all of that had made up the cloud that still loomed in her mind. But I’m not on Christophsis anymore, I’m on Coruscant. I’m healing. I’m safe. I’m wearing part of Crosshair’s armor.

Aurora looked down at her forearm, covered by the gray and black piece of armor he’d given her, and the corner of her lip curved up.

He wants me here.

With her next exhale, Aurora felt tears pooling in her eyes, tears she didn’t bother holding back. After taking that moment to reflect, she felt a weight being lifted off her shoulders, and the hole in her chest seemed to lighten up as well. The point she was staring at seemed to materialize in front of her as she finally returned to the real world, to the safe walls of her temporary room at Coruscant, escaping the cell she was held at on Christophsis. When the tears stopped coming, Aurora wiped her cheek dry and stood up from the bed.

Perfectly timed, her wrist comm began to beep.

“Come in,” Aurora answered.

“You sound more like yourself,” Hunter said from the other end of the comm—he’d be the only one able to pick up on the most subtle signs Aurora could give in regards to her emotions. “Got any plans tonight?”

“I… I think?” She raised a brow, doubtful. “Your brother left me a message earlier to meet him.”

“Are you sure you want to go with him?” Hunter sounded like he was teasing. “You could always bail on him and I’ll make sure to annoy the shit outta him.”

Aurora chuckled. “No, I think he’s apologized enough.”

“So you’re not mad at him anymore?”

“Crosshair’s one of those men you’re always mad at,” Aurora replied.

Hunter laughed heartily on the other end of the comm. “Good answer.”

When Hunter quieted down, Aurora felt her features soften.

“I think…” she began. “I think he really does want me to be here.”

“For the record, we all want you here with us,” Hunter replied. “But you’re right.”

Aurora smiled into the comm. She was confident that Hunter knew his brothers better than anyone else did, and hearing that coming from him warmed her heart.

“So where are you meeting him?”

“He’s actually going to come here—”

“So it’s that kind of date,” Hunter interrupted her; she could hear the wink in his voice.

“To pick me up, and then we’re going out,” Aurora finished as she held in her laughter. “He hasn’t given me more details. You know him.”

“Oh, I see,” Hunter dragged the words out, teasing her.

“You know all about it, don’t you?” Aurora raised a brow.

Hunter chuckled. “Have fun.”

And then the line went silent. As she became aware of the smile that had formed on her lips, Aurora realized it had been a while since she’d had such a sweet comm call. Her attention was eventually drawn to the present moment when a golden ray of sun reflected off a distant building outside, making the warm light land on the walls of her room. The sun was going down, and it was about time she got out of her uniform and into something worthy of a night out.

The nights were getting colder on Coruscant, and with that in mind, Aurora picked out a long-sleeved A-line black dress; its skirt reached halfway down her thighs and flowed gracefully over her hips. The top had a round neckline that went deep enough for the start of her sternum tattoo to be visible, and she had adorned her neck and collar with a dainty chain with a moon pendant. Her legs were covered by black tights thick enough to keep her from freezing—the tights and the skirt fully concealed the fact that her thigh was wounded, but her brief limp while walking would still give her away—and she finished her outfit with a pair of dark brown boots with a small, manageable heel.

Aurora put her lavender hair in a messy bun, perfectly balancing elegance with softness. For her eyes, she coated her lashes with mascara just to give them a subtle lift and added some shadow to her crease for more depth, and her lips were tainted with a berry-wine colored lipstick that made a striking contrast with her blue skin and the golden marks along her cheekbones. And when she looked at herself in the mirror, not only did she feel pleased at how beautiful she looked, but it dawned on her that the last time she’d gotten that dolled-up was on Naboo.

An urge to change the past hit her suddenly. For a moment, she wanted nothing more than to change the way things had happened. If she and Crosshair hadn’t fought during Naboo, maybe Christophsis wouldn’t have turned out so terrible.

Or perhaps you should stop burdening yourself with that, Aurora thought.

She took another moment to look at herself in the mirror hoping with all her heart that despite the events of the previous days, that night would be wonderful. With a sigh of resolve, Aurora walked away from the mirror and went to fold her uniform neatly over her bed. The pile of folded clothing was crowned by Crosshair’s forearm pad on top of it, a place where it would safely wait for her until duty called again. She then looked out the window to a dark sky with more city lights shining than stars.

Aurora sat on her bed and waited as she continued to stare at the city scenery, until at last a knock came at the door of her bedroom. Her chest fluttered, suddenly nervous at the first real date she’d have with a man who’d spent so long driving her crazy in more ways than one, and nevertheless, she felt heat rushing to her cheeks and her full lips becoming a smile. Aurora got up from the bed and went to open her door, and there stood the definition of tall, dark, and handsome, dressed in a black suit and holding a single pink peony out before his chest.

Crosshair’s brown eyes glided over her figure before they finally met hers, and in that gaze was a flood of emotions he’d never dream of speaking out loud.

“Hey,” was all he managed to say.

Aurora gave a soft chuckle. “Hi.”

The sly, snarky sniper found himself at a loss for words. For Aurora, it was her first real date with him. For Crosshair, it was his first real date, and he found himself in uncharted territory where he couldn’t rely on the scope of his rifle to get a better visual of.

“I…” his voice was husky. “I brought you this.”

Aurora looked at the peony and took it from him, her fingers delicately brushing his as she grabbed the flower. She held it up to her nose and took in its scent, and she met eyes with him on her exhale.

“It’s perfect,” she said. “Thank you, Crosshair.”

Her words allowed most of the tension to leave Crosshair, and he felt the muscles of his body relaxing as Aurora went to place the flower neatly on her nightstand. She then turned around and stared silently at Crosshair, her big eyes widening with expectation.

“What is it?” She asked him.

Crosshair smirked. “You look incredible.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” Aurora replied. “Now where is this sharp-dressed sharpshooter taking me tonight?”

Crosshair chuckled and he held out his bent arm for her to link her arm in it. “This way.”

With a smile, Aurora turned off the lights of her room and walked up to him, taking his arm as he’d offered. As Crosshair began leading her out of the room, closing the door behind him, and into the hallway, he noticed the way she still had to limp between her steps.

His heart sank. Aurora felt his gaze hardening and looked up at him, her gaze soft and reassuring.

“It’s fine,” she said. “Really.”

“Are you sure you can walk?” Crosshair asked.

“I’ll be fine as long as you don’t let go of me,” Aurora smiled.

She’d meant those words literally, but seeing the result of the blast wound on her thigh reignited feelings of regret and of fear within Crosshair. He stopped walking and looked at her, and he used his spare hand to gently lift up her chin and leaned down to kiss her lips.

“I won’t ever let you go again,” he whispered.

Aurora’s cheeks gained a purple tint as she smiled up at him, and she perked up to give him another soft peck before resting her weight on his stable figure again.

“Aurora, I meant what I said when I told you how sorry I was,” Crosshair said. “I fucked up harder than I ever have—”

She cupped his cheek, her eyes softening with the remnants of her sadness.

“Crosshair,” she spoke his name with unimaginable kindness. “If I was still angry with you, I wouldn’t be going on this date with you now. My leg will heal eventually, and as horrible as Christophsis was, it’s already happened.”

He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. “You and I both know war memories stick.”

“It’s a part of the way we live,” she answered. “And yes, memories of that day do flood me frequently, but I’d rather be here with you now than keep succumbing to them.”

“You make it sound easy,” he smirked.

“It’s easier with you here.”

Crosshair smiled at her response and rested his forehead on hers for a moment before he continued to lead her down the hall and into the elevator that would take them down. When they emerged, they were at the main level of headquarters, and Crosshair walked Aurora over to the transports. As they walked, Aurora began asking herself what Crosshair could have planned for her date, what Hunter could have been so excited about that he had to call and tease.

The first question regarding the date was answered when Aurora spotted Wrecker standing in front of a compact, four-passenger speeder, suited up and holding up a board that read Ms. Dawn.

“Wrecker?” Aurora giggled.

“I do not know of whom you speak,” Wrecker answered eloquently. “I am the driver taking my unknown clients to their destination.”

Aurora laughed as Crosshair gestured for her to step into the vehicle, helping her so that she wouldn’t feel any pain while she did, and then he got in after her.

“Does the plan stand, my good sir?” Driver Wrecker asked Crosshair.

“It does,” Crosshair replied, giving a subtle yet playful roll of his eyes.

“Off we go then,” Wrecker stepped in the pilot’s seat. “No making out in my speeder.”

Wrecker drove off with the couple on the rear seats, and as soon as the speeder got in movement, the city lights caught Aurora’s attention. She watched them as they glided past her gaze and enjoyed the breeze on her cheeks—despite being in the middle of the biggest city in the galaxy, the air felt fresh and even clean. She would barely blink, eyes wide with wonder, and as she stared at the scenery, Crosshair’s ever watchful eyes would only focus on her.

Looking at her that way, Crosshair couldn’t decide if Aurora looked more stunning or endearing.

Slowly, Crosshair reached out for her hand. Aurora looked away from the city landscape the moment she felt his skin come in contact with hers, and with a tender smile, she locked her fingers with his. They didn’t say anything, though Crosshair was about to tell her to turn back to watching the city lights, which he now knew she loved so much. Before any words left him, however, Aurora carefully scooted closer to him, her body pressing to his side, and she leaned on him as she continued to bask in the city’s nightlife.

The ride was shorter than Aurora had expected, and before long, the vehicle came to a stop. Wrecker remained in his chauffeur character and gallantly opened the door for her and Crosshair, only breaking his role to remind his youngest brother to “send food to his loyal driver before he took off”. Crosshair nudged his brother before walking off with Aurora by his side, and he led her into the building.

Aurora couldn’t help but feel out of place. Though they weren’t in the building yet, Aurora recognized the part of the city they were at, one of the most high-end zones of the Coruscant capital. Around them, people of all races dressed in luxurious clothing and adorned with heavy accessories went about their night, some alone, some in couples, some in groups—it made sense why she’d received prior instruction to use her best outfit that night. It was the opposite of being in a war zone or even in GAR headquarters. Heck, the war didn’t even exist in that place.

But a night away from the war and anything to do with it was all Aurora wanted.

They approached the building that towered before them, tall and covered in glass panes that made it appear star-studded in the middle of the city skyline. At the top of the entrance, the word Passacaille was written in large, golden letters beaming with warm light to make them stand out in the night setting.

They were about to enter one of the fanciest hotels on the planet, possibly in the galaxy.

“Cross…” Aurora said, breathless. “Is this for real?”

“Yes,” he answered bluntly.

She let out a chuckle. “You didn’t have to go overboard—how can you even afford this? The restaurant, the speeder, what’s next? Are you going to take me to another planet?”

Crosshair chuckled. “We’re not leaving Coruscant’s atmosphere tonight. As for how I could afford this, call it a mix of my own Sabacc savings and a couple of returned favors.”

“I knew you were good at gambling, but… Returned favors?” Aurora raised a brow.

“Our squad takes on some unforeseen missions, some of them not entirely backed by the GAR,” Crosshair said. “Not exactly dirty work, but we’ve gotten enough members of the high-society and fellow clone squads out of a number of problems to earn their respect.”

The revelation paired with Crosshair in a full black suit and tie made Aurora’s blood flow to hidden corners. She snapped out of how much of a turn-on she found that to be when they reached past the building’s lobby and to the entrance of the restaurant, and Crosshair was greeted by the host to claim his reservation.

“This way, sir,” said the host, and he guided Crosshair and Aurora to a table near the center of the restaurant, placed right under an opulent chandelier that appeared, at least to the untrained eye, to be made of diamonds. Crosshair pulled out a chair for Aurora to sit, and then he took the seat in front of her. The host handed each one a menu and gave a faint bow before leaving them to it, and as hungry as Aurora was, she couldn’t help but gawk at the restaurant itself while listening to the soft piano music in the background and the faint chatter and clanking of dishes and glasses of the people around them.

Even the table where they were sitting was high-end. Made of a dark wood and covered by a dark red cloth, it was adorned at the center by a cylindrical container made of thin glass, filled with beads that looked like precious stones, with enough space inside it to hold two small candles. On top of each placemat, there was a cloth napkin folded into what Aurora felt resembled the peony Crosshair had given her earlier, and there was a set of more cutlery than Aurora could deduce use for.

She knew she’d use the wrong spoon for whatever she ate that night eventually.

“What do you think?” Crosshair broke the silence.

Aurora finally met his eyes again and couldn’t help but let out another breathless laugh. “This is wonderful, Crosshair…” Her chest heaved up and down before she forced herself to keep her feet on the ground. “I don’t want you thinking you always have to spend this much—”

“Enough of that,” he said. “Enjoy yourself.”

“Well, that I can do,” she smiled as she opened the menu and looked at everything the place had to offer. “Do you think they sell choccy blue milk here?”

Crosshair chuckled. “Come on, darling, that’s a joke Wrecker would make.”

“I had to,” she giggled.

Putting jokes aside, Aurora had to hold in a gasp at how delicious everything on the menu looked. It would be hard to only choose one thing, but by the time the waiter came around to take their order, she had decided on the plate of dumplings bathed in a five-cheese and herbs sauce. Crosshair went for a similar choice, except his plate had a spicy sauce. Once their order was taken, the waiter left them a bottle of white wine to enjoy in the meantime.

With their glasses full, Crosshair and Aurora clinked their glasses together and talked. Though they told stories of battles, it didn’t feel like they were talking about the war, and before Aurora even realized, her cheeks were sore from all the smiling. Soon, the subject morphed from wartime tales to Crosshair retelling his many Sabacc victores, which he eloquently disclosed as his foot rubbed Aurora’s calf under the table.

Soon, the plates were empty and the wine was gone. Crosshair paid for the dinner while Aurora watched him, her cheek resting on the palm of her hand with glistening eyes. Had she been less discreet, a dreamy sigh would have escaped her. She managed to hold it in, but not without its difficulties—the sight of Crosshair being a complete gentleman was all she didn’t know she needed.

After a lovely dinner, Crosshair got up from his chair and helped Aurora up from hers. He led her out of the restaurant and across the Passacaille’s lobby, and though Aurora was still mesmerized by the decor, her concentration broke when she realized Crosshair was not leading her to the exit.

“Where are we going?” Aurora asked. “Wrecker must be waiting for us by now.”

“Our chauffeur is long gone, darlin’,” Crosshair answered and made a gesture towards the elevators.

Aurora blushed. “Oh…”

“Is everything okay?” Crosshair asked.

“Yes!” Aurora blurted. “Oh, stars, yes, I just didn’t expect to be spending the night here as well.”

“Believe it,” Crosshair purred, pulling Aurora closer. “Come.”

They got into an empty elevator; Crosshair pressed the button for the penthouse and closed the door before anyone else could get in. As soon as the door closed and the elevator began moving up, Aurora pressed her body to Crosshair’s and wrapped her arms around his upper back. He kissed her without hesitation and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her gently so as to not hurt her. Time seemed to disappear as they sank into one another, hidden from the world and the war and from prying eyes. Their hardships were irrelevant if only for that moment. All that mattered was what they felt for one another, whether they spoke it aloud or not.

The couple felt the pull of gravity as the elevator came to a stop, and with a delicate ding! the doors opened to reveal a small, warmly lit hallway. Crosshair regained composure and walked Aurora out of the elevator and up to the single green door that was framed by glass panes, allowing for a tease of the penthouse behind it. He got the door open and Aurora couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her.

The walls were made of glass, and the edges were all lined with plants, from flowers to herbs, even succulents from different arid planets. Entwined in the plants were a series of warm fairy lights, adding a touch of coziness to the luxurious penthouse. On one of the corners there was a small fountain made of rock—water sprouted from the middle of a spherical black stone and fell onto a bowl of grayish marble, and the sound of spluttering water contrasted with the crackling of the fireplace on the opposite side of the room. There were two long couches made of black velvet in front of the fireplace, and behind them was an embroidered carpet made of black and silver threads. Beside the fountain was a nightstand, a large bed covered in a black fluffy comforter, and another nightstand, above which was a small lamp along with the controls to the rest of the lighting of the penthouse, including the artificial fireplace.

“I…” Aurora tried to recover her breath. “I feel like a princess.”

Crosshair gave a low chuckle as he closed and locked the door behind them. “So you like this place?”

“What a question,” Aurora smiled as she walked deeper into the room, examining every detail. She walked past the couches, brushing her fingers over the velvet, and felt a typhoon of emotions forming within her. As she took them all in, she turned to look at Crosshair again, who was already staring at her every move.

“What is it?” He asked her.

Aurora felt the blast wound on her hamstring begin to tingle. “Just a few days ago, I thought it would be over.”

“Hey,” Crosshair removed his coat and set it on the rack beside the door, walking towards her with his hands ready to take hers in them. “You’re here now, with me. In this place. You deserve no less than to feel at home in a room like this.”

“I’m sorry,” Aurora took his hands, her voice breaking. “I’m sorry, this is absolutely beautiful, Crosshair. More than I ever could have imagined. I don’t want to ruin it with my laments.”

“You aren’t ruining it,” he said, taking hold of her waist.

She looked at him with twinkling purple eyes and then gazed out the glass walls of the penthouse at the Coruscant skyline. Slowly, she unwrapped herself from Crosshair’s grip and walked over to the edge to better take in the sight, and Crosshair followed, positioning himself beside her.

“It’s like the war doesn’t exist here,” Aurora said. “And yet…”

“And yet, you and I just had the shittiest mission we can think of,” Crosshair completed for her.

Aurora gulped. “Yeah, that… that about sums it up.”

He turned to face her. “Aurora.”

She looked up at him, his features hardening the way they would when he would struggle to get words out.

“I…” he began. “I really thought I was going to lose you. I was willing to do anything to keep that from happening, but there were moments when…”

“I know,” Aurora said. “Believe me, I know.”

“I never want to feel that way again,” Crosshair admitted. “I had never been more afraid of anything in my life, and that scares me.”

“Cross…” Aurora sighed.

“Do you have any idea the hold you have on me?” He asked her.

“I can only imagine it’s the same as the one you have on me,” Aurora took his hands. “The war scares me too. Losing you scares me too. Losing you to anything, it’s unthinkable.”

Silence fell between them, and Crosshair cupped her warm cheek, tilting her face up to meet her gaze as he pulled her close.

“I wish we could stay here,” Aurora whispered. “I wish we didn’t have to go back in the morning.”

Crosshair acknowledged her words, but then he was the one to look at the city landscape.

“I want what you want,” Crosshair said. “But… don’t get me wrong, but war is my purpose.”

“It was your first one,” Aurora agreed. “But you could find another one.”

Crosshair met her gaze again, and her purple eyes gleamed with hope.

“Right?” She whispered.

His lips curved into a hint of a smile before he took his hands up to the back of her head, undoing the bun her lavender hair had been tied into. Once her hair fell in graceful waves down her shoulders, Crosshair found himself leaning down to kiss her. As she kissed him back, Aurora ran her hands up and down his back feeling the fabric of his black shirt. Crosshair began to lead her towards the bed, stumbling, refusing to break the kiss for longer than was necessary. When they reached the bed, he reached up her back and undid the button and zipper of her dress, and before undressing her, he swept her off her feet to place her gently on the bed—he relished in the soft whimper she made when he did that.

Crosshair climbed on the bed after undoing and removing his tie, as well as his shoes. He kissed her lips again as his right hand reached for the room’s controls, dimming the lights and making the glass walls opaque to conceal them from the world outside. Crosshair broke the kiss to remove the clothing on her, item by item. Her shoes, her tights, with more care than he ever thought he could muster as he gently revealed the bandage on her thigh, her dress. She was left in a black lace bra and panties, and basking in the sight of her, he removed his shirt.

Aurora couldn’t help but moan at the sight of him taking off his shirt and revealing his torso, marked by tattoos and battle scars. The light of the fireplace behind him seemed to make him glow, but the thought escaped Aurora when he leaned back down to kiss her again. Her breathing became heavier and a gentle moan left her as she entwined her fingers delicately through his silver hair.

Crosshair then made his way down to kiss her neck and her collarbone, obliviously bringing a fingertip to brush over the necklace she wore. He made his way farther down, and the lower he went, the more Aurora’s chest heaved. She felt his touch over her skin, shivers dancing wherever his fingers went. Sensations covered her belly, her hips, her inner thighs, and finally he was down between her legs wrapping his fingers around the black lace of her panties and pulling them down.

He didn’t beat around the bush. Aurora gasped and moaned the moment she felt his tongue over her clit, and she couldn’t help her eyes rolling back—he was just that good with her. As Crosshair kept eating her out, one of his hands snaked up Aurora’s body up to her belly, where her hand met his. She moaned deeper and deeper the more he flicked and sucked on her delicate skin, and she was so aroused that it took her no time to fall into bliss. Throwing her head back, Aurora squeezed Crosshair’s hand, her body squirming at wave after wave of pleasure, hearing Crosshair moan as her legs inevitably clenched towards him.

“Please,” Aurora whimpered. “I need you inside me now.”

Crosshair emerged from between her legs and crawled up to be at eye level with her. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she said, mindful of the bandage around her thigh. “I trust you.”

Crosshair was already struggling to hold into more control, but as his dark gaze looked into Aurora’s blissful eyes, he couldn’t keep holding back. He removed his trousers and his boxers and positioned himself above her once more, looking deep into her eyes.

“If it starts to hurt, let me know,” he said.

Aurora nodded frantically, biting her lower lip.

“I need you to promise,” he added.

“I promise,” Aurora replied, pulling up to kiss his lips.

Crosshair eventually settled his weight down and kissed her with more fervor as he inserted himself into her walls, shuddering at how tight and warm she felt around him. Aurora moaned at the fullness inside her, with a hint of relief escaping her voice. Crosshair’s pace began slow, luscious, always careful not to add too much pressure onto her legs. He didn’t need to go any faster—they were already so lost in one another that they were already in heaven with each other. Aurora moaned into Crosshair’s kisses, holding him tighter with every thrust he gave.

Her moans became high-pitched whimpers, and Crosshair increased his pace ever so slightly, enough to send her over the edge. He delighted in the rich moaning that came from her, and he felt the way that she tightened around him as her silhouette squirmed beneath him. He grunted at the tightness, dangerously close to the edge himself, until one last tug of her hand at his silver curls ended him and he spilled thick, white ropes of cum inside her.

Moaning in unison, the two collapsed onto the bed under them and caught their breath, merely enjoying the presence of one another after some long awaited, much deserved loving. Crosshair moved up to meet her gaze, inquiring with his gaze if she had felt any pain, any discomfort.

Aurora smiled in response. “I told you, you wouldn’t hurt me.”

Crosshair kissed her forehead. “I wouldn’t dream of it. Never again.”

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close, but with the strength he had, Crosshair picked her up again and carried her over to the couch in front of the fireplace on the other side of the room. He gathered the bed’s comforter and went to sit next to her, placing her body leaning on his before covering them both in the tick, fuzzy blanket, softly kissing her temple when they were finally settled.

“Thank you for tonight,” Aurora said.

Under the blanket, Crosshair’s hand found hers and interlaced fingers. “I’m glad you like it.”

They looked at each other and perked up for another brief kiss before settling on the couch and letting the fireplace lull them to slumber.

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xo-lesserafim · 10 months

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THE EVENTFUL NIGHT

min ho oneshot / maybe fanfic?

Authors note: THANK YOU GUYS SM FOR 100 LIKES AND 11 FOLLOWERS<33 you guys are amazing! As a gift, here is a min ho oneshot/ maybe fanfic? BTW NO HATE TO ANY SUNGHOONS! “ESPECIALLY THE ONE IN ENHYPEN HE IS MY BIAS.”

synopsis: On the night of Min ho’s party, you learn 2 things, what’s it’s like getting a boyfriend and being drunk.

pairing: Min ho x fem!reader aka “Ah-ri Park. / Aurora Park.” e2l. i2l

WARNING: mentions of alcohol and underaged drinking and being drunk, kissing/ making out, swearing, and suggestive? Please tell me if i’m missing anything.

Bold: Korean.

FIRST POV

THIS IS GREATLY INSPIRED BY writingmeraki’s hot & cold.

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YOUR DRESS:

TIME SKIP: MIN HO’S PARTY.

MIN HO’s POV

As I was this girl coming down the stairs, I followed her until she stoped.

“Can I get you a drink, pretty girl?” I said.

“ Um, no thanks.” She said as she turned around.

“AURORA?

Damn.. she looks good.

I mean i’ve had a small crush on her since Chuseok.

“What are you doing here sleeping beast?” I asked.

“I only came here cause Kitty promised me to give me 20 bucks.

Oh, I thought she actually wanted to see me.

AURORA (Y/N’s) POV

“Can I get you a drink, pretty lady?” A guy said.

I could tell that it was Min ho’s voice.

Gosh, I’ve had a crush on him every since I met him.

“Um, no thanks.” I said.

“What are you doing here sleeping beast?” Minho asked.

“I’m only here because Kitty promised me 20 bucks.”I said.

“Anyway, I have to go.”

“Kitty, Q! Hi.” I said.

“ Hey, nice fit. I bet Minho would go crazy for that dress.” Q said.

“Pshh, as if he likes me.” I said.

“‘He doesnt like me, I can tell.

“Yea, totally.” Kitty said.

At the bar, I made a toast “To end the era of being single and bitchless.”

“Oh guys, I have a little treat.” Florian said bringing out a flask full of whiskey.

“No way, give me some.” I said.

“Us too!” Q and Kitty said.

“You guys, I’m going to look the party.” I said.

“All right see you later Aurora.”

As I was walking, I saw Eunice coming up.

“Ah-ri, meet this guy! His name is Sunghoon.

“Hey, pretty nice to meet you.” He said.

“Nice to meet you too.” I said.

We started talking for a bit, then he said this.

“Compare you to Kitty and Yuri, you look way better.”

“What?” I said.

“You look way better than-.”

“You better not say that. Kitty’s smile could make my world light up, and Yuri’s nose is actually so perfect I HATE IT. And the fact that you’re saying that you would bring women down to bring others up, is actually so dumb.”

“Yea? Well I could bring you down bitch!” He said. “

Try me, My parents are one of the richest in Korea, and also one of the Richest in the world. Plus you have no idea the power I hold that could get you expelled, or worse ruin you and your family’s reputation. I mean your parents work for mine right?” I said.

“Uh, yea?”

“Exactly, so be scared, if you want.” I said giving him a creepy smile.

“Excuse me.” He said.

Victory, i thought.

As I walked up to Eunice, i told her, “Eunice, never bring guy to me every I again.” I

Guess I’m still gonna be bitchless :(.

I left to find Kitty, but then I saw it.

Min ho and Madison kissing.

I tried find Kitty but, couldn’t so I text her.

As soon Kitty found me, “Give me the flask, please.”

“Why?” Kitty asked.

“No reason,” I said.

“All right. I’ll be back in 15 minutes to check up on you, k?” Kitty said.

“All right.” I said. In the spam of 15 minutes I drank 15 cocktails.

“Aur- OH MY GOSH!” Kitty said.

“How many have she had?” Kitty asking the bartender.

“I have no idea, sorry ma’am.”

“Aurora, how many finger am I holding up?” Kitty asked.

“TWENTY FINGERS! AND A THRID EYE!”

“Oh gosh, the flask is empty, I needed to get Q and Florian stay here!” Kitty said.

“Whatever.” I said.

I sat there for a second, but I heard “Queencard”

I knew I had to get on the dance floor.

I started dancing, but I slipped, but a strong grip caught me.

MIN HO’s POV

I saw Aurora dancing, but she slipped. I ran to catch her.

“I didn’t know that sleeping beast would fall for me.” I said.

“Are you min ho’s twin brother, cause you guys look so similar, and the voices are the exact same.” She said as I smelled alcohol.

“How much did you even drink?” I asked.

“15.” She said .

“15 sips?” i asked.

“Nope! 15 Drinks!”

“Why did you even drink that much?” I said.

“Well your twin, Min ho was making out with this girl named Madison, and I liked him for a really long time. So i was kinda of mad, and you know the rest.” She said smiling.

“I was the reason she drank a lot?” I thought.

“I’m going to take you back to my dorm, k?” I said.

“Whatever you say.” Aurora says.

As I was walking, “Kitty!” I said.

“I’m going to bring Her to the dorms, you stay.”

“All right?” Kitty said.

AURORA (Y/N’s) POV

In the dorms, they guy gave me water, and he made it drink it.

My head started to clear.

“Min ho?” I asked. “What am I doing here?”

“You were drunk, so I brought you to my dorm.

“Oh.”

“Here, take this.” He said giving me pills.

“Also, do you have a crush on me?”

“What? Um, no?” I said.

Does he know I have a crush on him?

“So you wouldn’t mind if I do this, right?” He said.

“Wha?” I asked before he kissed me.

“Aurora, every since chuseok happened, I’ve had a crush on you.”

HE HAD A CRUSH ON ME?

“Min ho, every since I met you, I’ve had a crush on you.”

“So, will you take the honors and be my girlfriend?”

“Yes! And will you take the honors to be my boyfriend?”

“Yes. Can I kiss you?”

“Yes. I said smiling.”

One kiss after another, and we started to make out.

“Do you wanna go farther?” He asked.

“Not really, I kinda wanna sleep.”

“So sleeping it is.

He gave me a pj shirt, and I would just sleep in my dress shorts.

He was just in the matching pants to the pj shirts.

“Night Min ho.”

“Night Ah-ri”

TIMESKIP: THE NEXT DAY

“Good Morning sleeping Beauty.”

“Morning Min ho.”

“I’ll make you breakfast and coffee.” He said.

“All right.” I said as we got out of bed.

“FOURTY BUCKS Q!” Kitty said.

“Whatever.” Q said.

“You guys betted on us?” I asked.

“Yea, sooner or later you guys needed to get together.” Kitty said.

“Oh, I’m still waiting on my 20” I said.

“Here,” She said giving twenty bucks.

“Thanks,” I said smiling.

I guess after all, I wouldn’t be bitchless.

But, then I woke up from the dream I had yesterday after his party.

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hanjisunglover · 13 days

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there's a YouTube channel called therapy in a nutshell and urs from an actual therapist and her videos really helped me to control my anxiety and bad thoughts , I truly recommend her it might help u,!!

thank you SO much for this rec, I'm really thankful for that ♡ I'm gonna try it out!

#auro answer anons #thank you baby

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ffxivtribehydrae · 2 years

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🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it? (All the boys or pick one at random :D)

Dusk - To be a hero to all! Or just for that one, special person. He'd be ready to do -anything- for it, but he doesn't know which action would be right.

Dubus - See the world, all of it, every corner and secret. And he is literally willing to go any distance for that, it is part of the deal! He'd take many risks to get there too, just perhaps not the guaranteed death choices.

Khu - Improve, secure and enrich the lives of his family, then his own together with a special someone. He is ready to do anything as long as it does not harm anyone else, physically then. He's already lied himself blue to strive for both at the same time.

Auro'usk - Find love and be happy. Nothing more nothing less. And he will do nearly anything, except die for it. What is a wish fulfilled if you are dead?

Zo'ogai - Leave his past behind and fully embrace, and adapt, to his new life. While he'd rather not, it is a necessity to reopen old wounds and face old traumas and so he will do it when needed. And he will change.

- OC emoji asks -

#thanks for the ask!#cadrenebula #Dusk Hydrae #Dubus Hydrae #Auro'usk Hydrae #Khu Hydrae #Zo'ogai Hydrae #think I already answered for Auro #but eh have teh short answer too

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cashewally-sarcastic · 2 years

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I am. Biased. My options are: Country, Continent/fragment of continent, island nation, city state

Being biased is okay :D

Might do a city or two...hm

#thanks auro <3 #hi aura!

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auroblaze · 1 year

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Oh the Sonic Prime thing wasn't just a preview/is definitely spoilers. The whole first episode was (officially) shown in Speed Simulator

Oh yeah on roblox! Well, most of it was already shown in the trailers but good thing that I tagged it as spoilers just in case sdhjgf

#auro ask #anonymous #thank u!#sonic prime #sonic #very curious about the rest of the series 🙌✨

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emstrange · 1 month

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Worldbuilding in 5

Taking the open tag option here, thanks to @mysticstarlightduck for posting this!

Tagging: anyone who wants to play, but maybe @foxglovefaun @noahhawthorneauthor @crossroadart-seabear (no pressure if it’s not your thing!)

Rules: post 3-5 images of a place in your world and tell us a bit about it!

The Brothers’ Temple

So I edited the pic(s) above to the best of my (albeit limited) ability. The temple in Harmony of Seasons sits on a lake in a forest. Four statues reside there, but only three at a time. One statue is always awake—no more, no fewer.

Auro awakens in spring.

Cosmo awakens in summer.

Cedras awakens in fall.

Kryos awakens in winter.

They are brothers, the gods of the four seasons, cursed for their endless quarreling and doomed to spend eternity apart.

#writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #harmony of seasons #original character #tag game #open tag #worldbuilding

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depressedhatakekakashi · 6 months

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Stargazer Lily

Words: 1,699

God of Storms AU: Lily

Characters: Hatake Kakashi & Hatake Sakumo

Note: thank you to @mushroombitchboy for giving this a quick read through and pointing out a horrid word placement mistake XD

Sakumo was in the midst of planting his latest creation in the garden just outside of his temple when he heard his daughter’s footsteps behind him.

Light as air, her feet barely touched the ground but gave off just enough sound to alert him to her presence. A calculated move he'd begun making after accidentally sneaking up on the other gods one too many times.

“One second,” he whispered as his hand cradled the flower's delicate petals. “Just need to make sure- yes!”

It was perfect. The flower sat straight and true, displaying its beauty to the world without hesitation.

“Gorgeous,” his daughter spoke, but her voice sounded different from what he was used to. A little bit deeper, and with a bit more happiness than he was used to hearing from her. “Did you just create it?”

“I just finished it,” he confirmed. “The process took a bit longer than usual, but I wanted it to come out perfect and, well-” Turning around, he opened his arms to greet his daughter with a hug, only to stop when his eyes landed on her.

Where she’d once had long, flowing silver hair hanging down below her hips, there was now short spiky hair that pointed up in every direction. Rather than greeting him with that blinding, toothy smile of hers, she said a silent ‘hello’ with a smile that was covered by a cloth mask. It was a smile that still reached all the way up into her eyes and forced them shut, her face glowing with pride in a way Sakumo had never seen before.

Her whole attitude was different.

Her facial features were perfectly covered by the mask, but her auro was full of a confidence she’d never been known to hold herself with before.

“You look-” “Strange?” her back straightened, confidence disappearing from her eyes when she glanced away from him, but shining even brighter than before when she called up the courage to meet his gaze once again.

“Handsome,” dropping his arms down to his side, he tilted his head. “Where did this come from? Last I checked my d-” Stopping himself, he forced himself to take one more careful look at her.

‘Daughter’ didn’t seem to be the correct descriptor anymore. For the first time since he’d held them in his arms, he knew he wasn’t looking at his precious little girl. She was gone, and someone new stood in front of him.

Someone wonderful.

“My child,” he finished, his heart blooming with a comfortable warmth when their eyes lit up with excitement. “What changed?”

“Not much, really,” they shrugged their shoulders and leaned a little to the left to get a better look at the flower he’d just been admiring. “I just sort of realized something about myself.”

“And what was that ‘something’?” taking a step to the side, he watched as their eyes darted up toward him. For a moment they watched him, examining his face before forcing their attention back onto the flower.

Reaching out, they grazed their fingers against the flower’s petals. “Just that I- well,” tucking their bottom lip in under their top teeth, they sighed. “What would you think if you-if I…”

“If my daughter wasn’t my daughter?” Sakumo finished for them, a gentle laugh dancing on his lips. “I don’t think that would matter, really. You’re…” he stopped himself before he could say their name, wondering if it was even the name that they wanted to go by anymore.

“Kakashi,” they whispered, the name lingering in the air between them as Sakumo went over it in his mind. “It’s the name I use when I’m…you know.”

“When you’re with him?” A shy nod serves as an answer to his question. “I see. How long have you been using it?”

“A year, maybe two,” they whispered. “Maybe something like twenty.”

Twenty years. Sakumo couldn’t help but laugh at himself when he’d heard that.

For Twenty years his child had been introducing themselves as someone else to others. Presented themselves as someone completely different from who they had been born as, and never once told Sakumo about it.

“Where did I go wrong?” he asked a deep sadness weighing on his heart as he thought about all of the time he’d lost with the child he was supposed to love.

“Nowhere,” they whispered. “I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

“I should have been the first one you told,” he whispered. “Or at least, the first one you were comfortable with telling.”

“I didn’t tell him either,” they admitted, finally dragging their eyes away from the flower and looking back at him with such deep sadness in their eyes that Sakumo felt his heart breaking. “I just sort of showed up as ‘Kakashi’ and went from there.”

“So he doesn’t know?”

“No one does,” they confirmed. “Except you, now. So, You kind of are the first one I’ve told. It just took me a while to gather up the courage to do it.”

“Twenty years,” Sakumo repeated with a heavy heart. It was such a short amount of time in the grand scheme of things, but it was still too long. Years that he could have spent referring to his child by the correct name, and loving them for who they truly are, were wasted away.

“Father,” Kakashi called out, a tender smile on their face when he dared to lift his eyes off of the ground. “I’m telling you now.”

“But-”

“Twenty years is gone,” they reminded him. “There’s still a few thousand ahead of us. Why don’t we focus on that time instead?”

Thinking about it, Sakumo sighed. “On one condition.”

“And that is?”

Motioning for them to face him, Sakumo waited until they turned their full attention to him. “Introduce yourself.”

“Introduce myself?” they raised an eyebrow. “To my own father?”

“Fine,” he rolled his eyes up toward the sky. “Reintroduce yourself.”

“I-”

“Hello,” holding out a hand, he grinned when Kakashi looked down at it with a bewildered expression. “I’m Sakumo, your father.”

Standing there in front of him, Kakashi stared at his hand for what felt like an eternity before finally reaching out to grasp it in a firm, confident hold. “Hello,” he repeated, his eyes sparkling with joy as he stared back at him once again. “I’m Kakashi, your son.”

There were many times in his life when Sakumo had felt proud of his sons: The first time Obito molded a mortal soul into a star and placed it into the sky, or the moment when Kakashi’s rains first filled the skies and brought life to the withering plants all over the world. Now, standing in front of his son watching as a spark of excitement and joy twinkled in his eyes, he felt the warmth of a father’s pride once more as he watched his son step out of the shell that he’d been hidden in for all of his life.

“Ah,” an idea came to him suddenly. “Let’s celebrate!”

“Celebrate?”

“Yes!” Grabbing his son’s shoulders, he turned him back toward the flower he’d just finished creating and pointed at it. “Your first act as ‘Kakashi, God of Storms’ should be memorable. Something that will be whispered among mortals in a hundred years or so. Naming the flower I’ve just created is the perfect start.”

“You want me,” he pointed at himself, confusion tugging his eyebrows toward the center of his forehead. “To name the flower that you made?”

“I can’t think of anyone better to do it,” he grinned. “Obito would probably call it something silly. He’s amazing at creating things, but naming them…well, I don’t think I’ll ever forgive him after he decided to name that flower he made for Rin ’pickerelweed ‘“ No matter how much his younger son tried to convince him that it was a good name, he refused to agree. Even Jiraiya had better names for the things he created, and he was the man who’d give one of his creations the name ‘Tanuki’.

“Well,” examining the flower, Kakashi tilted his head. “How about, the stargazer?”

“Stargazer?” Sakumo couldn’t help but laugh. “Have you been spending too much time with your brother again?”

“Probably, but that’s not the point,” cupping the flower in his hand, he smiled down at it. “It’s pointed toward the sky, even now when it’s nighttime. It’s like it’s looking at the stars.”

Weighing the name in his mind, Sakumo chuckled. “Well, it does sound like a good name, and I have no doubt Obito will like it too,” in fact, he was certain that as soon as he heard the name Obito would try to claim the flower as his own. Unfortunately for him, this one already belonged to someone. “A perfect flower for a perfect son, don’t you think?”

Kakashi’s head whipped around, his eyes wide as he stared at Sakumo. “P-perfect?”

“Of course!” laying a hand on his son’s shoulder, he smiled so wide that his face actually hurt a little from the way his lips stretched all the way up into his cheeks. “My gift to you, to celebrate.”

Today wasn’t supposed to be a day of celebration. He hadn’t planned to create a flower to commemorate such an important milestone in his son’s life, but there was only one God who could see the future, and it wasn’t Sakumo.

So, when the future came barreling toward him and introduced him to his son, whom he’d been calling by the wrong name for years, he simply rolled with it.

“A Stargazer lily,” the flower opened a little wider as if greeting them when it heard him call its name. “A gift for you, to celebrate today.”

Kakashi simply shook his head. “You are such a dork.”

“Ah, true,” moving his hand off of his son’s shoulder, he reached up into his hair and rumpled his hair. “But I’m your dad, so you’re stuck with it.”

Kakashi’s smile only grew wider when he heard that, and for once instead of complaining about his hair being ‘ruined’, he leaned into the touch. A silent offer to let his father continue messing up his hair, which Sakumo happily accepted.

#AU-Tober #Au-Tober 2023 #Hatake Kakashi #Hatake Sakumo #Trans Kakashi #Trans Hatake Kakashi #God of Storms AU #God of Storms Kakashi #God of the Lost Sakumo

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