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dreamingkitsunewrites · 4 months ago

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🖤Needy! CHOSO at the Cinema 🎥

A/N: hey there I'm back! It's finally here... Here's the winner of the survey to all of my Choso's girlies!😏 Sorry it took sooo long:( The other Nanami's works (❤️‍🔥Colleague! Nanami series and 🎧 When I was your Man oneshot will be published soon- please bear with me 😅). As usual, comments and opinions are appreciated. Hope you'll like it.-KAT🦊

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⚠️Smut/Nsfw content ahead (MDNI); roughly proofread

Summary : fluffy/needy boyfriend Choso at the cinema.

You and Choso have been dating for a while now and you could have never imagined such a sweet person as Choso could exist… he makes you feel special every single day and he enjoys spending time with you above anything else in the world.

One thing about Choso is that he enjoys watching movies… you can say this has become his favourite hobby since he started figuring human habits out…

Since the beginning of your relationship, your typical perfect Saturday dates consisted in staying in, curled up on the couch or in his bed, watching movies and cuddling for the whole afternoon.

Choso always starts holding you in his arms right at the beginning of the film,with your head laying on his chest and your feet entwined…but nine times out of ten, you two somehow manage to toss and shift until you end up in the same starting position…except that as the (titoli di coda) appear on the screen, it was always Choso the one looking up to you with puppy eyes while laying on your chest! He likes to cuddle you while the scenes develop in front of you: his hands instinctively roam along your skin, mindlessly caressing every inch with reverence… his hands always find their way under your shirt, tracing your spine softly, caressing your stomach so gently…and typically, it doesn't take long for him to give in to the temptation of your perky tits, usually freed from the constriction of your bra in those moments of intimacy … he simply can't take his hands to himself when it comes to your boobies, his favourite part of your body: the first time it happened, you two were alone in his room, watching one of his favourite classics, Back to the Future, and his cold hands slowly made their upwards to your chest under your shirt, making you whimper at the sudden cold feeling. You looked at him with a soft smile, but ended up chuckling amused by his feigned nonchalance, betrayed by the subtle bobbing of his Adam’s apple. He was afraid you wouldn't appreciate his touch, he feared it was too early, after all you two had been dating for barely weeks back then…but still he couldn't help it, the sight of your perked nipples showing under the soft fabric of the oversized shirt you borrowed from him made his hands twitch in anticipation…as you caught him he suddenly stopped, blushing and murmuring an excuse while avoiding your eyes, but you took his face in your hands and encouraged him to carry on with his caresses, assuring him that it completely ok for you, he was your boyfriend now and that's what boyfriends do sometimes…his eyes lit up with the familiar spark of cuteness and devotion you have learned to recognize and from that moment on, that cute intimate gesture of him has become an unmissable part of your cosy Saturday afternoons.

At times, Yuji joins you both, adding tons of snacks and cheerful comments to your comfy dates…even on those occasions, Choso struggles to keep his hands in place, resulting in him blushing noticeably behind you on the couch, while shyly giving a soft squeeze to your boobs, hidden under the shield of the blankets. You always giggled at his reaction, fluttered by the way your boyfriend’s love language always included his innocent obsession for your chest.

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This afternoon though, Yuji came up with a slightly different idea: he suggested the three of you, along with Megumi, Nobara, Todo and Ino should go to the cinema, way too excited for the brand new comedy everyone talked about…

You and Choso accepted the invitation and now, after a long stop at the snacks bar outside the movie hall, you sit next to each other, holding hands while sharing a bucket of popcorn.

The lights go down and the movie begins: the movie is very entertaining and you end up laughing at the comic scenes in front of you, along with Yuji and the others. Choso keeps on holding your hand and observes the way your eyes light up with a spark of amusement he still notices in the darkness of the hall. His gaze lingers on the curve of your stretched neck, as you tilt your head back slightly in amusement… he finds this sight of you irresistible and he can't resist pulling you closer to him anymore: his hand let go of yours for a second and find its way to your waist, encouraging you to shift closer to him and to sit on his lap, with a warm smile, reverend smile. You silently peck his lips in return and feel his arms circling your waist in a tender gesture, before you could shift your attention back to the movie.

There is something about this situation that makes him feel tingly: you two have already been to the cinema before, but this time it feels different…now that he has you all for himself sitting on his lap, he can't contain his need for Pda anymore. Choso feels so cuddly and needy of your attention that he definitely can't stop looking at you, his beautiful girlfriend, with a lost-puppy-eyed expression.

Choso notices how attentive you look while following the movie’s sequences in front of you and he tries his best not to disturb you, leaning back in his chair and attempting to emulate your attention towards the movie but in vain. He tries forcing his eyes on the big screen, he really does, but his resolve crumbles everytime the soft lights of the projection cast shadows on your beautiful profile, enhancing your delicate features: at this point, Choso’s gaze starts flickering in your direction every now and then, stealing sweet glances at your smiley face and landing on the side silhouette of your breasts, faintly lit by the fair light in the midst of the intimate darkness.

He swallows hard, his mouth suddenly feeling dry as his eyes linger on your chest. He can feel the heat rising in his face from both embarrassment and desire.

He swallows hard while his grip on the armrest tightens…he knows he should behave but the sight of your perky boobs and the memory of the soft flesh under his touch is too much for him to bear…

So, as the movie plays on, Choso's hands begin to move, almost unconsciously, slipping under your tank top. You are taken aback by the sudden intrusion of his hands under your shirt and you whimper slightly. His touch is gentle as usual, but you can feel a hint trembling trepidation in the way his fingers glid slowly over your skin, tracing light circles and exploring the smoothness of your stomach and back.

You turn to him and smile softly at his red-cheeked expression: He tries his best to keep a stoic expression, his eyes still fixed on the movie screen, but his breath hitches slightly, and his heart rate quickens as he continues to caress your skin beneath your shirt.

He leans in closer as if seeking more contact, his breath hot and ragged against the side of your neck, the movie long forgotten, as his touch grows more and more daring: his fingers start grazing along the edge of your bra. His heart is racing, the desire growing undeniable, and he leans in closer, his lips brushing against the side of your neck.

“Baby… you feel so good under my hands, your skin is so soft…” he murmurs shyly against your neck.

“Oh Cho…you are so sweet” you giggle “but we’re at the cinema right now…someone might see you” you scold him playfully, placing a hand on his wandering one.

“I know baby and I'm so sorry ....but you look so beautiful now…how can I be so lucky to have you all for myself?” He says softly and leaves an open-mouthed kiss at the base of your neck. “Please let me touch you…I need that” he looks at you with those puppy eyes and your heart melts… “ok…seems like someone's cuddly today…”

He blushes as you kiss his forehead and lean closer to him, giving him better access to your body. His hands continued to explore, one sliding up along your spine, sending another shiver down your back as he traced the edge of your bra again. You whimper as you feel his hands cupping your breasts through the fabric of your bra, his touch almost desperate as his hands trace its lace …you try to concentrate on the film but it gets so damn difficult with him fidgeting with the edge of your underwear.

“Cho…what are you doing?” You distractedly whisper to him, completely engrossed in the movie as you are. He leans in even closer, his body now fully pressed against yours, his breath coming in ragged gasps against your ear as his hands grow bolder, more insistent in their touch. He stops for a second, fighting his urges to feel your bare breasts in his hands, but his hands quickly move again, carefully slipping beneath the lace of your bra,his fingertips grazing your soft skin as he palmed the swell of your mounds. Feeling the warmth radiating from them, Choso have to bite his lip to stifle a moan.

He whimpers softly as he fondles your bare breasts, rolling the sensitive peaks between his fingers over and over again. You feel heat in between your thighs as he pinches and tugs desperately, sending shivers down your spine. But Choso continues to knead and tease your nipples, his own arousal growing more insistent with each touch. You shift in your seat and you stiffen when you feel his hips grinding subtly against your thigh, his erection straining against the fabric of your clothes. You turn to face him and let out a moaned whisper: “Cho?”

"Mmm, I’m sorry,yn..but your boobies are perfect…I can't stop thinking about your nipples, how hard they get under my touch…and now…” he stops and blushes deeply “I need you so badly…I’ve been hard for half of the movie but I didn't want to disturb you…you seemed so caught up by the plot" he breathes against your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. “But I can't take it anymore now…it's so hard it hurts” he admits shyly, grinding his hips insistently against you to make you feel his aching needy cock. “Please…can we leave for a sec…I swear it won't take long…I feel like I am already about to explode but I need your help…now…please…” he lets out a strangled groan when his cock brushes against the fabric of your skirt. You feel powerful right now, amazed by the power you have on your pretty boyfriend, all needy and wrapped around your fingers. You decide to tease him a little more.

“Poor Cho…you’ve been this hard for all of this time?” You place a hand on his crotch and he whimpers like a boy at the touch, nodding his head while biting his lower lip. “Please…can we go to the bathroom?”

You smile softly at him and nod. Without hesitation, he stands up abruptly, nearly knocking over the popcorn bucket in his haste to enjoy of your consent. Choso grabs your wrist, yanking you up and leading you towards the exit, almost stumbling over the dimly-lit treads of the hall.

Once inside, you enter a lavatory and lock the door behind you. His breath is ragged and he just stands in front of you whispering embarrassed words of apology. He looks so cute, all flushed and needy, with his big bulge straining in his pants.

You place your index on his lips, shushing him: “ No need to apologize baby, that movie is not even half as entertaining as seeing you like this…now shut up and let me take care of you…tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you” you encourage him, looking straight into his eyes. Your hands find their way under his shirt now, caressing his toned abdomen and heading downwards, tracing his V-line with feathers like touches. He tilts his head back under his touch, lleaning against the bathroom door, and lets out a shaky sigh: “I’ll accept…ngh…Whatever you’re willing to give me… your hands, your mouth…just please… let me cum…I can’t hold back anymore…I need to feel you” he sounds desperate right now, as you free his throbbing shaft from the constraint of his pants. It springs out, long and thick, already leaking a copious amount of pre-cum from the swollen pink tip.

You look up to him through your eyelashes, giving him a Bambi-like innocent look: “Want me to get on my knees for you and suck you off, baby? Would you like that?” Choso's eyes widen at the suggestion, melting in front of your sweet eyes as he lets out another deep, shaky exhale. "Oh god, yes... Please, Yn. I need your pretty mouth wrapped around me so badly… Please” His pupils are now dilated with lust, while he lets out desperate pleas.

You drop on your knees in front of him, taking his big cock deep inside your mouth without warning. “Fuck yes, YN!" Choso moaned loudly, practically panting with need. You burst out in a spontaneous laugh against his tip, tickling it and sending waves of pleasure throughout his whole being. He has to hold on to the doorknob at the sensation not to cum all over your face right here and there.

“We have to be quiet,Cho…people are just outside this door, anyone could walk in on us at any moment…will you be quiet for me,baby?”

He blushes even more deeply, and you wonder if this is the most flustered state you have ever seen your boyfriend in: "I promise I'll be quiet. For you, I'll do anything. Please don't tease…or I won't hold back…I’m about to explode on your face…ahh baby…Imma cum all over your beautiful face...I wish I could see you all covered in my cum…but I don't wanna ruin your makeup" he whispers, his voice husky with need, "I’m about to make a mess… please continue” his hips jerks forward, burning his cock inside your mouth and deepthroating you, pushing his long shaft deep down your throat. You gag slightly at the sensation, and tears form at the corner of your eyes, but you endure it and soon adjust to the constricting feeling.

“Sorry, baby…” he lets out a strangled apology while desperately buckling his hips back and forth, the thrill of finally feeling his realise approaching blinding his senses, he rocks his hips uncontrollably fast into your mouth, letting the door behind him creek at every thrust “ I know it's a lot to take…but your mouth is so warm…so welcoming…ohhh…I’m going to cum… ohhh..your lips…fuck…you take me so well…I can't hold back…I need to fuck your mouth so bad…” even in the midst of his chase for lust, he is still the sweet boyfriend he is: his hands cups your cheeks gently as he starts to thrust more forcefully, hitting the back of your throat with each stroke. Pre-cum leaks from his tip, dripping down your chin and adding to the slickness already coating your lips and tongue.

"Sorry I’m making such a mess…ohhhh I can't help it... You turn me sooo on… promise I’ll clean you up after…” he murmurs breathlessly, his balls drawing up tight against his body. "I'm getting close... don't stop, please." You clench your lips around his tip, sucking hard and swirling your tongue around him, obtaining a series of muffled little moans.

Choso's thrusts become erratic as he nears the edge, his cock pulsing in your mouth. With a final, guttural moan, he comes undone, spilling a wave of his hot seed down your throat in thick, creamy ropes. "Fuck, YN! Yes! Swallow it all please!" he cries out, his body shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm.

As he comes down from his high, he looks down at you with a satisfied, loving gaze. “Thank you so much…you were amazing…sorry if my control slipped…” he says softly, blushing and caressing your cheeks while you still caress his finally softening cock…he helps you stand up and kisses you sweetly, tasting the the salty lingers of his cum on your tongue. “ You swallowed it all…” he exclaimed, staring at your lips in awe. “Couldn't waste a drop of it…you looked so hot” you smirk at him and he feels his cock twitch in his pants once again

“As soon as the movie’s over I’ll take you home and take care of you too…I’ll eat you out for good and I’ll make sure you cum as hard as I did now” he rushes a trail of promises to you and you can read it in his eyes: in this moment, he would you the whole world. You peck his lips smiling. “Let’s get out of here first…before the others notice we’ve disappeared” you take his hand in yours and make your way out of the bathroom.

Indeed,the movie has already ended and Yuji and the others are already chatting at the gates: “Oh, here you are where have you been?” You are greeted by Yuji’s clueless smile and Choso feels a midst of embarrassment and arousal at his innocent remark. “the guys and I were thinking before: what about grabbing dinner together?” You are about to answer but you are cut off by an unusually excited Choso: “Sorry little bro, YN and I already have an…appointment…to attend…we are already in a rush by the way… see you tomorrow and enjoying your evening, guys!” He rushes an excuse before dragging you out the building. You laugh into the cool evening air …you were up for a long night!

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hiolovesnejihyuga · 3 months ago

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Call it what you want !

I can definitely see Ino wearing a necklace with your initial on it,

and he wouldn’t do it in a possessive way (well, maybeee juuust a littleee), but mostly because he wants to keep you as close as he can!! Because, duh! You’re his partner, his most precious person!!

When he's away on missions, he kisses it like a lucky charm—because to him, that’s exactly what it is! You’re his lucky charm, even if you’re not with him, at least not physically<3

And every time he touches it, he smiles, and it feels like a promise that he'll come back to you, like he always does! The chain around his neck is like a reminder to him that you're waiting patiently for his return—your initial engraved in metal, so close to his heart..!!

a/n: I hope the Ino girlies like this, because the lack of content this boy has (in comparison with other characters !!).. I love him, I just can't- 😕 And I hope I did him justice, because I'm not good with personalities.. but this is just a headcanon!!

English is not my first language btw!! If there's any mistake, I would be very grateful if you can tell me where<33

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calypsocolada · 1 year ago

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PAPER RINGS | takuma

synopsis: takuma meets your parents, it goes better than expected. authors note: hi there. i was watching the proposal and this story came to me :] i really think jjk is for the girlies and gays with the amount of male characters that are literally too sexy. anyways pls enjoy this story!!!!!!!!!!!!!! does anyone else wanna help me track down gege? he's a fucking menace. cw: slightly suggestive, ANGST, shibuya mention, slight spoliers about nanami wc: 4.3k

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You glance over at the driver's seat, Takuma is bouncing his leg up and down, his hands gripping the steering wheel, knuckles white. He was nervous. You could tell it instantly. He was rigid, Takuma was never rigid, he was always relaxed. Your first few weeks of dating he was nervous around you and you could see those same mannerisms now. You reached over, turning the radio down a bit. It had been playing the same three Christmas songs on every channel. Takuma glanced over at you and gave you an anxious smile. So you reached over and laced your fingers with his free hand.

“You survived Thanksgiving, Christmas will be fine.” You whispered, pressing your lips to the top of his hand. You nod his head.

“I don’t think your Dad likes me,” He starts.

“Why would you think that?” You asked, leaning your head against the seat, inspecting Takuma’s side profile. He was distracting, his jawline and soft brown hair, his chestnut eyes that matched the soft tan sweater you got him. He looked good. Really really good.

“I don’t know, I just feel like he doesn’t like me.”

“My father is very outspoken, Ino, he once told one of my ex’s that he was ‘fucking annoying’ right to his face.”

“Oh god.” Takuma breathes out.

“My point is that if he didn’t like you, he would’ve said something to you already.” You say, reaching over to run your fingers through the ends of his hair. Takuma leans into your touch as he presses lightly on the break at a red light.

“And your mom?”

“My mom,” you laugh. “She loves you.”

Which is true. Your mom had pulled you aside during Thanksgiving to rave about Takuma. How he helped her in the kitchen and didn’t seem bothered the least bit when helping clean up. Takuma glances at you with a hopeful look in his eyes.

“Really?” He asks as you nod your head. He bites his lip to keep from smiling too largely. You see his shoulders relax slightly and you roll your head back towards the passing trees. The heat blew from the vents to your cheeks, snow falling fresh and white from the dimmed sky.

There were things you were keeping to yourself. Big changes you weren’t ready for. You wanted everything to go perfectly this weekend but in quiet moments of reflection you wondered who you wanted it to go perfectly for. Because once you said the things on your mind that just might be the end for you and Takuma.

You and Takuma have been together for about three years now. You met in Shibuya on Halloween night. It was a crazy night that you didn’t like to remember much of. You’d been there for a Halloween party and next thing you know things were blowing up and people were dying. Takuma had appeared like some sort of superhero, he helped escort you to safety. That night you learned about things you never wanted to learn about. Such as the existence of curses, and that cute boy that you’d fall in love with worked to exterminate such curses. Some jobs he did were fine, minimum damage. But most jobs he’s barely make it out alive. Like the one in Shibuya. Takuma didn’t talk about that night at all, only meeting you. Everything else was an extremely sore subject for him. He had talked about a Nanami Kento at one point while somewhat drunk but the most you got out of him was that he looked up to him but then he got quiet. You assumed Nanami wasn’t around anymore, probably because of the curses they fought.

That was something you could’ve gone your entire life without knowing because it irrevocably changed things. Life was scarier now. But on the other side of the coin you also met Takuma.

You and your friends had gone to some stupid party, you remember it raining at one point, your freshly curled hair going flat. You stepped out of the party into the brisk cold air, rain hitting your hot skin, cooling you off. You let your head fall back against the brick wall behind you. You don’t even know why you came out tonight, it wasn’t less than an hour until your friends all found some boys to mess around with and leave you all on your own. You pulled the cold beer bottle up to your lips and downed what little you had left in it, tossing the glass bottle in the trash. It cracked loudly in the bin. You needed another drink. Or maybe you needed to call a taxi and get the fuck home already. You let your eyes fall closed, the bunny ears on your head sliding and almost falling off your head. You adjusted them and shivered slightly, the cold air finally getting to you. Then again what did you expect, wearing a flimsy corset and ripped tights, a cotton ball glued sideways on your ass. Something shifted down the alley, a few cans falling over. You turned at the sound. You were wary usually and dressed like this you shouldn’t have left the club alone. A growl erupted from about thirty feet down the alley. This had you turning and walking back towards the bar until something large stepped in your way, knocking you back on your ass. There was no explanation for what you were looking at. It was a monster, about nine feet tall, with grotesque features and a gaping mouth, its purple tongue lolling to the side. The scream that left your lips was part fear and confusion, part hoping someone slipped you some mushrooms or something because what you were looking at right now couldn’t have been real. The monster spoke then, in a garbled tone, something about its mother? Something about shopping? You couldn’t understand it before there was a burst and suddenly you were covered in purple goo.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s dead.” A comforting voice said, you hadn’t noticed you were still screaming. You took a staggering breath, wiping the goo from your face. A hand extended and you took it. The man in front of you steady you, looked you over for any wounds then slung his jacket over your shoulders. “You're okay? I got it before it could touch you?” He asks. You blink a few times, unable to form words through the shock of what you just saw. He reached forward, barely touching your shoulder. “Ma’am, it’s dead. I’m here, nothings going to hurt you.” He says and slowly your eyes raise to meet his. Beautiful brown eyes. There’s a quiet moment, like the world has slowed for a moment. The stranger's eyes looked gentle, his voice the only keeping you from freaking out all over again. “You're not hurt are you?” He asks again and slowly you shake your head. “Thank god for that,” He says and he sounds genuinely relieved.

“You saved my life.” You say with a sort of unbelievable amazement. “From--from uh- what- what the fuck was that..?”

You’d asked him his name that night he saved you, he made a show of things and kissed your knuckles as he left. A month or so later he walked into the bookstore you were working in. He had bandages on his eye and the color gone from his face. You almost didn’t recognize him. When he checked out he looked at you, squinting slightly.

“I recognize you,” he says as you look up.

“I was in Shibuya during Halloween.” You say and recognition dawns on his face.

“You were dressed as a bunny.” He points out as you blush. You certainly were, it was your friend’s idea. You each went as some kind of cute animal. There was a cat, a mouse, a rabbit and your youngest friend dressed as a dog.

“Not my best costume.” You say, somewhat shielding your face.

“You looked cute.” You blushed even deeper. “I didn’t get to thank you.” You say as you hand him his receipt. “You saved my life.”

“You’re welcome. I’d do it anytime.” He says before blushing. You smile down at your shoes.

“Could I buy you a drink maybe?”

That was the start of everything. You kept seeing Takuma until he finally kissed you, then you saw him all the time. Now three years later you two lived together. Things had been busy and your parents lived in another state which is why he never got to meet them in person until recently. Takuma grew up in a warmer climate and coming down to where you lived, mid-winter was like a Christmas all of his own. The first time you guys flew here for thanksgiving it was snowing. Takuma ran out of the airport and took thousands of pictures. It was cute. He eagerly bought a parka, beanie and earmuffs. He wore them all the entire weekend. This weekend was no different. He was ready now for this climate. He had various cable knit sweaters you helped him pick out, and a barrage of scarfs. You loved how he loved your hometown. He called it Christmas town, and said it reminded him of Hallmark movies. It always made you laugh because it was one of many states that got lots of snow, he just wasn’t used to it.

You pull up and the front door to your house is already cracked open. The lights are perfectly placed outside, white snow covering the roof and the ground. There’s a shoveled path for you two to follow. You both hop out, Takuma grabs all the bags before you can even think about grabbing your own.

“Give me a bag, boy wonder.” You tease as Takuma just shakes his head and walks towards the front door. He was very chivalrous all the time, always putting you first. You rolled your eyes lovingly and jogged to catch up with him.

“Don’t slip on the ice patch there.” Takuma calls out over his shoulder as you step over said spot. Your Mom appears at the front door, the fog on the window blurring her figure. She waves as both you and Takuma wave back. Then she pushes open the door and holds it open for you two.

“Hi honey! Merry Christmas!” She says as you two meet in a tight hug.

“Hi mom. Merry Christmas,” you return. Your mom pulls back, tucks your hair behind your ear before turning to Takuma.

“Hi handsome, love the sweater.” She says, reaching and pulling Takuma into a hug.

“Hi, Mrs. Y/L/N. Merry Christmas.”

“Come inside you two, out of the cold.” Your mom said as Takuma picked the bags up and you held the door open for him. The heat hit your cold cheeks immediately, the smell of your Mom’s homemade cookies hitting you. You smiled to yourself. You moved away from home several years ago, teenage rebellion, but lately you’ve felt a bit alone. You had your friends, who weren’t really all that great if you were being honest, and you had Takuma of course but all your best friends and family lived here. You missed the cold weather, the snow, the wide open space that city life back there was lacking. You sort of felt like you were being pulled in two separate directions. Homesick and lovesick, you just wished there was a cure. Where everything could be in one place. Then there was the glaring fact of Takuma’s dangerous job. That had you unable to sleep the nights he was out working. Laying on the cold side of the pillow wondered if tonight will be the night he doesn’t make it home. It was really fucking with you lately. Which is why you planned the trip back home on thanksgiving and Christmas, maybe to ease some pain in your heart.

“Alright, I fixed up your room so if you guys wanna rest for a bit dinner will be ready by six.” Your mom says.

“Where’s Dad?” You ask.

“Late, work has been crazy. He’ll be home around six.” She says as you nod your head.

You lead Takuma upstairs, pushing open the door to your old bedroom. Your mom redecorated it a few years ago, thank god. You’d be humiliated if Takuma saw your old one direction posters. Takuma dropped the bags on the floor and fell onto the bed. You kicked off your shoes and shimmied out of your jacket. Takuma leaned up on his forearms, giving you that look. You cocked your head and bit back a grin.

“Don’t you dare look at me like that.” You say walking a bit closer. He leans up, reaching for your thighs to pull you closer.

“Like what?” He asks innocently, large fingers wrapping around you as you bury your fingers into his hair. His eyes glistened in the dim light of your room.

“You know.” You may as he gives a quick tug and you fall on top of him, legs spread to straddle his legs. His hands travel up and rest just at your hips. “My mom is right downstairs. You’re going to make a terrible impression.” You half laugh as his lips press softly against your open throat.

“Me? You’re the one who can never keep quiet.” He says muffled against you. You blush deeply remembering the time you met his parents. You two had snuck off and got caught by his cousins. It was humiliating. His lips travel up to your jaw, kissing softly. You shudder, pushing him back onto the bed, caging his body with yours.

“Maybe I should make a mess out of you then, see how you like it.” You say teasingly, pressing your knee between his legs. He jolts at the contact, a strangled noise escaping his lips.

“Shit,” he gasps. “No, no, you’re right. It’s not smart.” He said as you laughed, moving off of him. His hands are still on you though, as though he’d really like to take a chance.

“We should’ve stayed in a hotel.” You sigh, reaching to pull the blankets out from under you. Takuma snorts at that, helping as you two get under the covers. He pulls you against him, wrapping an arm around your back.

“Are the walls that thin?” He asks as you nod your head against his chest.

“Trust me they are.”

“I don’t wanna think about why you know that.” He mumbles in the dark as you giggle.

Your father was about fifteen minutes late and he came rushing inside, profusely apologizing and kissing your mom on the cheek as he entered. His eyes found you and lit up. You rushed to him as he grabbed you up, spinning you around. You giggled. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

“Hi pumpkin, Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, Dad.” You beamed. Takuma was a few steps behind you as he held out a hand to greet your father. Your dad glanced at the hand and shook his head.

“Bring it in, son, it’s Christmas.” Your Sad said as Takuma breathed out a soft laugh, meeting your Dad in a hug. Your heart soared. None of your other boyfriends ever made it past a second trip to your parent’s house. Not a single one. Your father usually had his mind made up the first time. It seems as though Takuma made a good first impression.

You sat beside Takuma at the table, he held your hand underneath the entire dinner, even as your hands went clammy. It was cute. The dinner went over better than you could’ve imagined. You had never seen your Dad laugh so much, he was usually somewhat serious. But Takuma was funny, that was one of the many things you found attractive about him. He was charismatic and charming, you never stood a chance staying single around him. After dinner Takuma helped your mom clean up as you and your Dad drank cocoa in the living room.

“Pumpkin,” Your dad started as you turned to him. “I think this one’s good.” He motions to the kitchen. Your heart swells.

“He is.” You say, there was a sort of swoon to your tone.

“A lot better than that last one you brought home that one was fucking-“

“Annoying.” You finished with a laugh as your Dad nodded his head, making a face as he remembered.

“I can tell he cares and as much as I don’t want you married off states away from your family I guess I wouldn’t mind if it was with that boy.” You stared at your Dad, feeling slightly choked up.

“Won, that’s uh- thanks Dad.” You said, sipping the hot drink, but you couldn't stop the tears from falling. Your Dad noticed.

“Oh honey, did I upset you?” He asks as you shake your head.

“No! No of course not its-- I,” You buried your face in your hands. Saying it outloud would make the things you felt finally real. You weren’t ready for that. Your Dad reached for you, pulling you into a hug. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head, hugging you tightly.

“What is it then?” He asks. You didn’t want to talk about it. Today was a happy day. Your family liked Takuma. You loved Takuma. You weren’t ready for things to change. Things were starting to feel normal.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Takuma’s voice came from the threshold of the kitchen. Your teary eyes slid to his. Fuck. You turned and pressed a kiss to your Dad’s cheek. Getting up you reached for Takuma’s hand, pulling him upstairs to your room. “What’s going on?” He asks as you press the door closed behind you. You blow out a breath, everything hitting you at once. Tears slid down your cheek in a hurried rush, clearly taking advantage of you finally letting them fall. Takuma was across the room in a split second, pulling you against his chest, kissing your forehead and holding you tightly. You sniffled, his scent strong, warmth and cashmere. He ran his hand through the back of your hair and just held you until you calmed down.

“I don’t want things to change.” You said, your voice sounding pathetically sad. Takuma pulled back slightly, your eyes meeting his. He reaches and rubs the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs.

“What things, Baby?” He asks, eyes searching. You swallowed.

“Us.” You say. He looks at you for a long moment, slowly cocking his head before shaking it.

“Us?” He echoes. You let your eyes fall closed, annoyed at how you’ve thought about this shit for months but couldn’t form the right words right now.

“I didn’t wanna do this but my Dad-- he said something.” You say.

“What he’d say?” He asks, concerned about his features, looking as though he might take care of your father for you.

“It’s not like that, he- he meant well.”

“What’d he say, baby?”

“He said he’d be okay if we got married.” You say, letting your eyes drift back up to Takuma’s. He’s gently biting his lower lip.

“Really?” He asks, his thumbs caressing your cheeks. You nod your head.

“And that’s not something you want?”

“Of course it’s something I want,” You say in a rush, not wanting him to think you didn’t want him, not even for a second. You wanted him. Forever if you could. He slowly nods his head, trying to understand. “I’m sorry, I wanted to know what I was going to say before I said it.” You sigh. “I want to marry you, that’s something you want to, right?” Takuma looks at you like that's a stupid question. He nods his head. “Then there are things I have to say.”

“Okay,” Takuma says softly. You take his hand and walk across the room, sitting down side by side on the bed. You remembered years spent in this room. Dreaming of the moment you fell in love. Writing little stories in your journal until the sun rises in the sky. Reading them to your family at breakfast. You remember the first boy you brought in here, how he made fun of the books on your nightstand. The second boy you brought home got in a screaming match with your dad. The third one apparently was fucking annoying. And now the fourth. Takuma. There wouldn’t be a fifth. This one was the love of your life, you fucking knew it. It was the love your parents had.

“I can’t stay with you if you continue to be a sorcerer.” You say and the weight of it leaves your shoulders and presses down on your chest. The look on Takuma’s face. There were no words to describe the confusion, the hurt, the whirling of emotions.

“Oh,” He says. That’s all he says.

“Ino, I’m sorry, I didn’t want to do this on Christmas but it is something I’ve been thinking about. Especially lately.”

“Why did you talk to me about it?”

“Because- because I know how much you love it.” Tears well up again. Fuck you hated crying. You never used to cry but now it came so damn easily.

“I do. I do love it.” He says and your heart breaks a little.

“I know you do.” You say and your words sound so damn sad. Takuma’s warm hands find yours, lacing his fingers with yours. You take in a breath and clear your throat. “I’ve thought about it ever since Thanksgiving. How my parents seemed to like you. How you being home with me just felt right. How much I love you. Then my Dad says something about marriage and suddenly it hits me. I don’t want to be married years from now waiting by the door while you're out at a job. Wondering if you're going to make it home. Wondering if one of those fucking monsters got you. You told me yourself how many sorcerers die and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that because, Ino, I don’t want to be without you. I don’t want to know how it feels to lose you.” Tears were coming steadily now. You look and see that Takuma is crying too, he’s nodding his head as though he understands.

“I didn’t- I never thought about it. Jesus…” He sighs, pulling you into the tightest hug. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, Y/N.” He mumbles into your hair. “I got so caught up in working I never stopped to think about how it would affect you.” He says and you feel that weight lifting from your heart. “I like being a sorcerer, but I love you, of course I’d choose you. I’d choose you anyday, anytime, anyway.” He vows, pulling back, he’s smiling, he’s kissing you. This was all sort of a surprise, you really thought it was selfish to make him choose, thought you’d push him away. “I love you. Fuck sorcery.”

“Ino, are you sure-” He’s kissing the doubt from your lips.

“I’m sure,” he says softly against your lips sending shivers down your spine.

“Marry me then.” You say and Takuma pulls back, a stricken look on his face. You meant it. He’s shaking his head.

“Asshole,” He says and it pulls a surprised laugh from your lips. “I had a whole thing planned.”

“Can we forget what I said then?” You ask and he laughs heartily, pulling you back to his lips, kissing you softly. “There’s one last thing,” You say.

“You want to move back home.” He says, it’s like he read your mind. “I had a feeling when you pretended not to cry on the way back from thanksgiving.”

“I miss my family.” You say, Takuma smiles.

“I know. I’m fine with that, I like it here.” Takuma says. As far as you know Takuma didn’t get along much with his family which is why he was so eager to impress them.

“Are you sure? Because we don’t have to move.”

“I want to, baby. Being here feels right.” You can’t help but smile.

“We don’t have to worry about that now.” You say, wiping your face as Takuma leans and presses his lips against your own for a long moment. Then he’s pressing against you as you pull him down on top of you on the bed. His hand grips the back of your thigh, hiking it up as his core presses against yours. You both make some noises as the kisses get messier, more desperate. Your cold hands slip under his sweater, sliding against the cut of his abs. He shivers under your touch. The building tension growing. Something else has grown, pushing against the inside of your thigh as your hands travel around his back, pulling his weight fully on you. His lips kiss a trail to your neck. His other hand sliding down your stomach to the button of your jeans. Fingers deftly unbuttoning your pants, dipping slowly under the waistband.

There’s a knock on the door that has Takuma’s hand springing out of your pants.

“Hi, honey, just wanted to check on you guys, is everything alright?” You heard your mom from outside the door. Takuma’s head fell on your chest as he sighed, defeated, you bit your lip to keep from laughing too loudly.

“We’re fine, be down in a minute!” You called out as Takuma groaned against you.

“I don’t think I can make it this whole weekend.” He whined as you pushed up off the bed, pulling him with you.

“Don’t you sorcerer's exercise restraint?” You tease as he grabs you by the waist making you yelp slightly, dissolving into laughter.

“You’re really funny,” He says, leaning and pressing his lips against yours. He really can’t keep his hands off you as you two find yourselves falling back into the bed again and again that weekend.

#fem reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk #takuma ino #ino takuma #ino x reader #ino jjk #ino smut #takuma ino x reader #takuma ino x you

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kamiversee · 10 months ago

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KAMI I’M FUCKING DEAD. MY FACE IS ON FUCKING FIRE BC I GOT THE NOTIF WHILE I’M AT WORK 😭 i read it during company time regardless 🤭

Ino being working at the café makes so much sense, holy shit. i can’t believe i glazed over that possibility. OH MY GODDDDD!!!! the poor guy, he’s so sweet ): i hope we have another chapter or oneshot with him. he’s too fucking cute oh my goddddd

i fucking knew it was going to be a battle between an obsessive vs. possessive guy i fucking called it!!! as a Choso girly, i was all for it in the previous chapter but holy shit that interaction was way more brazen than i expected (i kinda like it? ahjfjkfjedjjd). but my poor boy Ino omg 💔 i think i’m starting to get the Gojo delulu bc for a second there i thought the possessiveness was kinda hot 😭 Kamo Choso i will wear rose colored glasses around you every day if i need to.

i want Yuki so fucking bad 😭😭😭 SHE’S SO FIIIIIIIIINE!!!! forget Choso, i want HER. i’m so glad she turned out to be more of a girl’s-girl than we expected. the fact that Yuki and Choso broke up bc Yuki turned out to be so gay is SENDING me for some reason 🥴 it’s so good for her character and it sets up so much potential for the reader to explore more aspects of herself

this chapter is reawakening things in me. please kami, i need a oneshot where the reader and Yuki have sex while Choso’s tied up and forced to watch omfg PLEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAASE

i’m so relieved that it’s Suguru that walked in out of anyone. these past few chapters have been stressing me the fuck outtttt and for some reason i trust that Suguru wouldn’t be quick to let things slip (too much). he really feels the safest out of the people in the list for the reader to see now that the list is done. he’s so aware of his surroundings and is good enough with social cues that i feel like he’ll see the reader and Choso together and put two and two together. but he definitely wouldn’t make it easy at all. it’s too in-character of him to throw out a comment or two to fluster the reader enough and i seriously can’t wait to see Choso’s reaction to it 👀

i feel like the worst people for the reader to meet again would be Sukuna (for obvious reasons) and Gojo. Toji can’t afford to say anything, Naoya can be brushed off as a bad one-night-stand-rebound, and i feel Nanami would be reserved should they run into each other again. honestly, i think Nanami would be tied with Suguru in terms of who would be the safest person to run into at this point.

i’m already getting heart palpitations at the thought of Gojo and Choso seeing each other face to face. they’re both so jaded to violence when it comes to the reader that it’s almost scary to think about. i know you said there wouldn’t be a character death (thank goodness) but holy shit do i kinda wanna see a fight between them LMFAOOOO IT’S SO MESSYYYYY

omg the thought of Choso and Sukuna meeting face to face gives me so much anxiety for similar reasons. he’s being mentioned so fucking much lately, i’m so scared 😭

also i feel so fucking bad for the reader 🥹 even though she’s physically done with the list, it just ended up having more blackmail pile up against her. i don’t think Suguru would go out of his way to blackmail her, mostly because we already know he has no reason to and he thinks this whole thing is fucked up since the start. but Suguru is just a subtle reminder of the guilt and trauma (regardless of the fun) that came with this journey. it’s so twisted, the list will always hang over her head and she’ll never be free unless the entire truth comes out 😭😭 KAMI YOU MAKE MY HEART ACHE.

KAMI YOU KNOW I DON’T LIKE TO RUSH OR PRESSURE YOU BUT I NEED THESE NEXT CHAPTERS EXPEDITIOUSLY. MY MIND IS FUCKIN SPINNING AT THE POSSIBILITIES. I’M LOSING ITTTTTT!!! 100% i’ll be back later to ramble more once i have more time to dissect this chapter after work 🥲

- ☃️

One of my best anons as usual LETS BREAK THIS DOWN BY PARAGRAPH NOW👹

1. DURING COMPANY TIME IS WILD FR😭

2. Not sure abt another chapter with him outside of subtle appearances maybe BUT there will be a lil oneshot for him in this au!

3. Obsessed vs Possessive will literally just boil down to what people prefer tbh😭 so hey, its ok to be delulu!!

4. And I NEED YUKI SO BAD NGL😩 Reader might js run away with her fr

5. Hehehehehe yuki & choso oneshot with choso watching UGHDHSUSBJ ADDED TO MY NOTES IMMEDIATELY !!

6.🌚 No comments on whether Sugu walking in is good or bad !!

7. Though I will say yes, the worst person to show up wouldve been Sukuna fasho😭

8. A FIGHT WOULD BE CRAZY BUT SHOULD THEY CROSS PATHS WHO KNOWS WHAT WOULD GO DOWN🌚

9. Heh… no comment on this bit either ^.^

10. Yep! I’m glad its noticeable that the list still has an effect on her no matter what she does 😹

11. NEXT CHAPTER TMR POSSIBLY?!🗣️

#kamiversee!answers

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citadelredlightdistrict · 2 months ago

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With Ino controlling Sakura and dragging some guy into the alleyway and announcing she wants to be used, how could he refuse? Looking back out the alleyway and then back to the little genin, fresh out of the academy. Cute and petite. He quickly dropped his pants and slapped his cock to her cheek. "You better keep up with me then, girlie."

Ino smirked as Sakura screamed in anger and disgust within her mind. Sakura had just come to brag to her about being on a team with Sasuke, and now not even a day into it, she'd make sure Sakura was ruined for him. That should even the playing field for her a bit. *Sakura* giggled as she licked at his cock, playing with his balls using one hand as she pulled her qipao up and slipped it off, tossing it onto the ground behind her as she exposed her petite body to him. "Oh don't worry sir! Even if I pass out, I really hope you still make use of my body! Thank you so much for agreeing to fuck me like the slut I am!"

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delzinrowe · 7 months ago

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Hiii I hope you’re doing okay! I’ve been off the Jjk side of things for a minute. I’m a Yuta stan so 😵‍💫 things have not been great. Most of my other faves are dead dead so 😭 but anyways. I hope things are good and proceed to get better!!! The heat has somehow gotten worse. I hope it’s not like 90+ degrees where you are atm.-LA 💕

I had to convert that because I highly assume that 90 degrees is in fahrenheit, and it totally reaches that temperature :D it's even hotter than that at times. So yay for me, I'm melting like an ice cream cone in the sun.

And I totally feel that, I'm a Nanami girlie + Geto girlie turned Ino girlie. My faves are dead and my baby Ino has little to no role anymore. It's kinda sad and I'm kinda loosing my energy or motivation to keep up with it.

I hope you're doing alright! I went to the hospital yesterday for rib pains (swollen) and I couldn't even breathe properly at times, and they did a blood test and dismissed me as "pinched nerve". Shit is still hurting so much I can't fall asleep :D

#stef answers #lovely anon

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okamirayne · 8 months ago

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Helloo, another BtB fan coming out of the woodwork lol

I completely second anon’s post about your humor, I find myself giggling like an idiot at ungodly hours re-reading your work more nights than I feel confident disclosing (as well as seconding the ask about burnout and your mental health, I would hope the majority of Okamirayne stans understand the absolute necessity of mental health breaks in the arts, and if not then there is a strong minority of your fans that will fight anyone who prioritizes the product over the author 👊💥)

Anyway….

I’m not much of a writer, and I think most ppl have articulated my feelings in asks much better than I could ever hope to, so this is just me writing a long winded “I AGREEEEE” to already existing asks. But god, when I found the BtBverse my eyes were opened to how amazing fics and headcanons can add on to already existing universes and characters. Maybe this is elementary level reading comprehension, but I’ve never been able to get immersed into worlds like I have in your fics. Normally when I read, I feel outside of the world, reading dialogue and an occasional sprinkle of world context that helps me understand what’s going on, and so many fics I read seem to relegate the characters to caricatures of their main personality traits (shikamaru is lazy, neji is a hardass, naruto is goofy, ino is obsessed with self-image) but in your writing I feel like you give so much respect to each and every character, adding the context of WHY they are the way they are in the canon universe. You’ve expanded so much of their characters that I pretty much think of your universe as canon (Kishimoto..and his disrespect of his female characters..jaded me from the canonverse a long time ago) More than reading words on a page (or a screen, I saw one post a while ago where you had a printed out copy of BtB and I’ve been yearning for one ever since), I feel like I’m actually inside your universe when I’m reading. I can actually see the entire scene you’ve laid out. Again, this is probably beginner reading comp, but when I read your work I’m actually imaging each character and their perspective, looking through their eyes (and yours) from every possible angle — what are they seeing, how does it coincide from what I’ve read about the other character’s pov, etc etc etc.

This is a giant ramble to basically say, not only am I grateful to have such a brilliant and beautiful work in the Shikaneji fandom, I am also grateful to have been exposed to your writing. I’ve always been a stem girly, but reading your work has opened my eyes to the beauty of what writing is capable of. BtB has helped my brain reintroduce its love for reading, something I thought I lost long ago. Of course, I am constantly yearning for more and more HHU installments, but, to reiterate already existing asks and comments, I am so incredibly grateful for the already existing work that you have produced. I hope that whatever your future holds, whether it be more HHU chapters, your own independent worlds, or just doing whatever the hell you want, you keep on writing. You probably know this already, but you have such incredible writing skills, and I’m sure whatever you decide to do in your future will be brilliant.

- love letter from a longtime fan

Hello there, Long Time Fan!💖

So ridiculously excited and happy to hear from you! Thank you so much for making the time to hit me up here on Tumblr with this phenomenally kind, sweet, thoughtful and all out awesome message. I'm gobsmacked but will endeavour to respond. 🫶��💜

Firstly, so chuffed you enjoy the BtB humour, luv. *high fives* Solidarity in the giggles to dilute the angst! I also thank you for your support regarding my burnout and what you mentioned about prioritising the author over the product. That means a lot and I appreciate it, especially when there is so much content flooding out to be consumed and the pressure to create feels immense at times. 🫠💀

Just the fact that you took the time to write to me, means everything. I love, appreciate, respect, and treasure every single comment or response I get - as they are as individual to me as the person writing the feedback or sharing their thoughts at the other end of the screen. Each message or comment reads different and hits different to me and are uniquely precious. 🥰

But god, when I found the BtBverse my eyes were opened to how amazing fics and headcanons can add on to already existing universes and characters. [...] I’ve never been able to get immersed into worlds like I have in your fics. Normally when I read, I feel outside of the world, [...] so many fics I read seem to relegate the characters to caricatures of their main personality traits [...] but in your writing I feel like you give so much respect to each and every character, adding the context of WHY they are the way they are in the canon universe.

Ah, you hit me right in the feels, luv 💖. I know I repeat this a lot but the characters are the most important part of the storytelling craft for me. If they have weird quirks or habits I wanna know what's behind it all and I am so delighted and touched to know that the deep-dive into these characters has engaged you and gotten you invested in the BtB-verse. I am glowing right now. The characters are the heart and soul of it all. Expanding on them, acknowledging them as the heroes of their own stories is so important - extrapolating from that, that's why each individual review means so much to me, because a person is a character on the other side of the screen with their own reasons for connecting with my work, and I acknowledge how varied that is for each person. 🥰

[...] I feel like I’m actually inside your universe when I’m reading. I can actually see the entire scene you’ve laid out. Again, this is probably beginner reading comp, but when I read your work I’m actually imaging each character and their perspective, looking through their eyes (and yours) from every possible angle — what are they seeing, how does it coincide from what I’ve read about the other character’s pov, etc etc etc.

In no way is what you're describing beginner reading comprehension. We never know what's going to connect with us. I am so touched by what you've shared here...especially as it relates to two of the most important elements of the storytelling craft for me. 1) To do justice to the characters 2) to deliver an experience for the reader, and if not that, then entertrainment and escape - but "an experience" is always what I aim for...and you've given me such an incredible validation with what you described in your message, so THANK YOU, so, so much...THIS is why I write and invest so much into the writing. So that someone can feel that sense of immersion into the world, into the characters. I'm beyond thrilled that you feel this way. 💖💜🫠🥰

I'm so thankful to have you as a reader and am just buzzing to have received this beautiful message from you.💖🥹💖

[...] BtB has helped my brain reintroduce its love for reading, something I thought I lost long ago. Of course, I am constantly yearning for more and more HHU installments, but, to reiterate already existing asks and comments, I am so incredibly grateful for the already existing work that you have produced.

💖....just, wow. Seriously. Thank you.

I hope that whatever your future holds, whether it be more HHU chapters, your own independent worlds, or just doing whatever the hell you want, you keep on writing.

Messages like yours remind me why I want to keep doing it. Thank you so damn much for the love, support, kindness, insight and amazing solidarity your words have expressed and gifted me with. 🥰🙏🏼 Receiving messages like yours will always mean more to me than I can ever do justice to in words (which is always a bittersweet irony).

Thank you. Sincerely. Wholly. Utterly. Thank You. 💖💖💖

#thank you anon #awesome readers are awesome #btb reader kindness #amazing reviewers #amazing readers #so grateful #i love my reviewers #love my readers #anon kindness #amazing anons #btb readers #btb feedback #btb support #amazing feedback #btb supportive readers

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ladykissingfish · 3 years ago

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*Kakashi, being led blindfolded by Boruto and Sarada*

Kakashi: So where are you brats taking me?

Boruto: Can’t tell ya, old man; it’s a surprise!

Sarada: Boruto! That’s no way to speak to a former Hokage! *smacks him*

Boruto: Tsk! Ow! Come on he knows I was kidding!

Kakashi: You two are just like Naruto and Sakura.

Both kids, together: No we’re not!

Sarada: Anyway, we’re here. Okay, ready? One, two — *pulls off his blindfold*

Naruto, Hinata, Sasuke, Sakura, Himawari: SURPRISE!!

*Kakashi looks around; they’re in Naruto’s house, and colorful balloons and streamers are all over the place*

Kakashi : What’s all this??

Naruto: Aw, come on, Kakashi Sensei! It’s your birthday, isn’t it?

Sakura: *kisses his cheek* It figures you’d forget; you’re getting to be an old man, after all.

Sasuke: And considering he was already a geezer when we were kids …

Kakashi: Sasuke … you came all the way back, just for this?

Sasuke, gruffly: What kind of an asshole doesn’t come back to celebrate his … his father’s birthday?

Hinata: *brings in a large, beautifully decorated cake*

Hinata: I hope you like it, Kakashi san! Naruto said you prefer dark chocolate so the frosting is all dark, with a coconut and cherry inside.

Himawari: Kakashi-ojisan! Mommy helped me sew this for you! *hands him a sweater with little sunflowers embroidered on the collar*

Sarada: And Auntie Ino helped me pick out flowers for you, Rokudaime! Mama said your apartment could use some brightening up!

Boruto: I didn’t wanna go all girly with it so I got you this. *hands him a limited edition swimsuit calendar* You like these kinda things, right?

Naruto, sheepishly: Sorry we didn’t do much else, Sensei; I’ve been so busy that I nearly forgot. I’m lucky that Sakura and Hinata reminded me, dattebayo.

Kakashi: *looks at his three “children”, all alive and happy and healthy, with their families*

Kakashi, tearing up: This is … the best birthday of my entire life …

Kakashi: I just wish Guy was back from his trip …

Naruto: Oh, yeah; we invited him first thing but he said he had an emergency trip to make, dattebayo. What a shame.

Guy, hiding in the kitchen, nervously opening and closing the engagement ring box in his hands: Gotcha, rival.

#HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAKASHI!!!#naruto #boruto #kakashi hatake #hinata uzumaki #naruto uzumaki #himawari uzumaki #boruto uzumaki #sarada uchiha #sakura uchiha #sasuke uchiha #mighto gai #guy sensei #kakagai #kakaguy #kakashi x gai

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wing-ed-thing · 4 years ago

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Oh Deer (Shikamaru x Reader, FINALE)

Synopsis: You live at the edge of the Nara forest and those deer keep ruining your garden! You storm all the way to the Leaf Village to petition the Nara clan for help. Unfortunately, you get stuck talking to a particularly lazy young ninja.

Word Count: 1,162

Warnings: None

Notes: I really hope that this is actually the end and I don’t get the infamous Thing-Winged-Series-Bug that always seems to envelop me. This was supposed to be a one-shot but you know how it be.

Ino was standing at the counter of the Yamanaka flower shop and flipping through a magazine when Shikamaru walked in. She perked up upon seeing her teammate before a puzzled look overcame her features.

“Is there a training session I forgot about?” she asked, flipping through the calendar taped down in front of the register.

“No,” Shikamaru shifted his gaze towards the floor. “I, uh, was… looking for some flowers.” He groaned as he saw the sly grin that enveloped her lips.

“Oo!” Ino crooned and Shikamaru immediately slid a hand over his face.

“I made a mistake,” he complained, turning back to the door. Ino rushed over, looping an arm around his.

“No, no, no, no Shika-kun, let me help you! So what are we looking for?” Shikamaru huffed to himself, allowing himself to be led off into the shop. She stopped at a rack of multicolored bouquets. “What about these?” Ino shoves three different bundles of flowers in Shikamaru’s face. He avoids her eyes, overwhelmed. Sweat beaded on his temple.

“Eh, uh I was thinking something with more dirt.”

“Dirt?” Ino lowered the bouquets, cocking an eyebrow. “Are you talking about potted flowers?”

Shikamaru scratched his head. He felt out of his element and that was not something he could ever get used to. Afterall, he always made it a point to be ten steps ahead of everyone, to be the smartest in the room. But he looked down at the flowers and quickly admitted that he had no idea what to do. Ino had run this shop for her whole life, she easily recognized the lost expression Shikamaru wore. She rolled her eyes, tugging on his shirt sleeve.

“C’mon.” She sighed, dragging him to another section of the shop. Shikamaru looked down the rows of potted flowers decorated cutely with colorful bows. Ino waited as her teammate gingerly approached one. Picking it up, he poked at the flower petals.

“I’ll take this one I guess…” he rasped.

“You guess?” Ino reiterated. Shikamaru looked back at the bundled flowers.

“Yeah, I think she’ll like this one.” Shikamaru, too distracted by his gift, failed to notice the smile creeping back onto Ino’s face. She giggled to herself and Shikamaru finally noticed what he shouldn’t have said.

“Oooh, so there is a she, huh? Who is it Shika-kun? C’mon you gotta tell me. I’ve been stuck in this shop all day and this is the only interesting thing that’s happened!”

Shikamaru trudged to the counter. Pulling out his wallet, he put a few ryō on the counter.

“You wouldn’t know her.” But that didn’t put an end to Ino’s prodding.

“You should bring her by sometime!” Ino waved to her teammate as he exited her shop.

***

You were just finishing planting vegetables in your new plot when you caught sight of him coming from the forest. Shikamaru walked past the dining deer, one hand in his pocket and the other held a rather effeminate potted plant. Sauntering up to you, Shikamaru handed the flowers to you.

“Here.” He told you promptly.

“Is this for me?” You asked, inspecting the item in your gardening gloves.

“I handed it to you, didn’t I?” Shikamaru moved past you, looking at your newly planted garden. He was silent for a moment. “You have too many vegetables. Like jeez, how many vegetables can one person eat?”

You opened your mouth before closing it again. You pursed your lips. “You walked all the way out here to insult my plants and to give me this… very girly plant?” Shikamaru scoffed.

“What? Are you not going to plant it?” He quickly snapped. You looked at him, then the flowers.

“Well no-”

“So much for all the trouble I went though…” You raised a brow, clearing your throat in expectation. Shikamaru faltered. “I-uh… I mean why not?”

“Well I would like to see it.” Shikamaru blinked. Huh? You approached the open window to your kitchen, placing the flowers right on the sill. You stretched out you arms in a dramatic fashion to show off the humble potted plant. “I want to put it where I know I’ll see it every day. Thank you for the gift.” Shikamaru blinked again.

“You’re welcome.” He wanted to say more. You returned to your garden. You made your way to the pile of short fencing which laid in a pile.

“You look like you have something on your mind, Shikamaru.” You plucked a piece up and began to hammer it down. “Is there something that you wanted to talk about?”

You leaned against the small pole, your hand enveloping the knob. He never wanted anything to do with manual labor. Too much effort. But Shikamaru found himself staring. He took in your messy hair and the dirt on your face. You brushed a stray strand of hair back behind your ear and in that instant, Shikamaru decided he’d like to surround you with as many flowers as he could.

“Um… did you want a hand?” You scratched his head. You looked at him with amused eyes.

“Nice dodging my question,” You laughed and he silently hoped that you couldn’t tell just how out of it he was. “Grab a hammer.” Shikamaru physically restrained himself from burying his face in his hands.

You could tell that Shikamaru wasn’t well acquainted with working with tools by the number of times he hit his fingers. Each time it happened, he let out a hum, looking towards the sky as he tried to shake it off. You could see the frustration in him rising like mercury in a thermometer. You giggled to yourself, wiping sweat from your forehead. During the time he had hammered down three posts, you had finished the rest of the fence.

“Let me get you a glass of water.” Shikamaru let out an exasperated sigh as you left. He slumped down. You came out of your house with the glass and he humbly accepted it. You sat down with him.

“Do you ever just like to sit and watch the clouds?” You asked, looking up above you. Usually, Shikamaru would have already been wordlessly doing just that, but once again he couldn’t help but stare.

“Yeah,” Shikamaru answered simply and slowly. “I do.” You cracked a smile. Grabbing his sleeve, you tugged him down to lay with you.

“There’s a good view from here. Sometimes when I’m tired from gardening, you know, like today, I’ll just lay down here.” Shikamaru took in how you looked in wonder at the view. He spoke your name.

“I’d like to give you permission to enter the Nara forest.” You craned your head to face him.

“What?” Shikamaru got lost in the slow batting of your eyes.

“The deer seem to like you and you take good care of them.” Shikamaru turned back to the clouds. His hand came to brush against yours.

“The deer seem to like me?”

You accepted his hand into yours.

“Yeah… the deer.”

Notes: “Shika” means deer if you didn’t know. Get it? Cause... the deer... and it means deer! Hahahaha...

Part I Part II Part III

Thank you to everyone who liked, reblogged, and followed. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

#shikamaru x you #shikamaru #Shikamaru x reader #Shikamaru nara #x you #reader insert #x reader #naruto #naruto x reader #naruto x y/n #naruto x you #naruto headcanon #naruto headcanons #naruto imagines #naruto imagine

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mothervvoid · 2 years ago

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i got curious, so top 5 Naruto girls

top five girlies include

Konan - bc im in love w her. she has one of the most unique jutsus on the show and had a lot of potential but obvi. kishimoto. but she's got an interesting bit of character to play around w that i'm hoping to explore more of as i write her.

Sakura - she's EVERYTHING. sakura vs sasori is one of my favorite fights in shippuden.

Tsunade - bc she's badass, she's smart, she will steal all my money and gamble it away. i would thank her.

Kurenai - kishi wasted her potential tbh. genjutsu master who specializes in genjutsu themed after plant life is cool as HELL and we only see it like. once or twice.

Ino - she's very cool and i like her

would've put yugito here too but she's a v minor character that got taken away from us way too soon (;m;) but it's fine. this list was just as hard to make as the one for the guys sjdhsdjghsd its so hard to decide.

#ard answers

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koutawoo · 3 years ago

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I unfortunately didn't have the time until about a few weeks ago. my friend kept talking about it and I remember I checked it out but was more focused on other things. Lately I have been seeing all those fanfics writers I like talking about them and was like "Ok, time to get to the bottom of this" and got hooked! So I was kinda into the whole Kazuha hype, but HE CALLED ME GIRLIE! I mean... cheeky and OMG rude! But he kinda saved me? I just love this personality and everything about him, he is just, isn't good or bad... just... I want him but I have no way of getting him at the moment... also, from what I read here and there, is story is great as well, can't wait to get to rank 40 to be able to play it!

I know what you mean! please have a husband patch!!! like these hangouts or something that allow you to have some dating? we already have friendship level, it would just be awsome and only add to the game 💕

Thoma is just great, I just love his jokes! He is a charmer, I mean when Beidou was like "... if he tries to pull any moves on you..." and I was like "please! pull any move you want!"... but honestly his chibi art with the ino shiba is so cute 💕also, I am so with you, I would die if they make any art of him with animals! I am a dog lover myself and... this is a sure way to my heart, as if he didn't nestle there already. I would love to know his story!

and to think I had a writer's block for a while now until I started playing.

*screeches* mood??? my friend (not the childe slander one) mentioned genshin once but i brushed him off bc frankly i did not care about gaming. but then everyone (the writers) was, as u said, talking about genshin !! so i was like 🤨🤨 so i gave into the genshin hype after asking @/edensxgarden about it LOL

kazuha?? i mean… kazuha’s cool (he rlly is), but like… CHILDE?? yeah, i get u LOL childe’s literally everything and when he laughs, or when he flips a switch and becomes mr antagonist *cries* yeah, he’s not good, he’s not bad, i’m glad they let us see him as childe the fatui harbinger AND childe the charming man-boy. he’s got so much confidence about him especially since he was trained to be the strongest since he was a kid and he excels at everything he does. but at the same time, he LACKS confidence in himself, as u will see in his story quest. and yknow how he uses a bow as his weapon?? man literally nerfed himself bc he said he’s the least adept with the bow but it makes it all the more satisfying when he beats enemies with it *sighs* childe’s got me ruined

plsplsplsplspls come back and rant to me about childe’s story quest once u get to it bc OML i loved it so much. and about childe !! yeah.. it’ll be a while till he gets a rerun :// i honestly wasn’t expecting reruns to happen so early, and it cant be helped when ur a newer player who missed out on it T__T

inazuma is literally FEM power atm so the husband department is lacking. i mean, im not complaining bc i want my wives too but LOL the hangout events sometimes literally feel like a romantic getaway but it’s just for us to get to know the characters on a deeper level. and dudddee, it’s only for 4* characters atm 😔 at least, if the rumors r true about thoma being a 4*, we should be getting a hangout event with him one day

AH, SAME! i was NOT expecting to see thoma right off the bat with so much screen time, dude, thoma’s a heart breaker 😔 he got my heart broken when he was gonna buy the lady a dinner date with US right there OTL jk, but he’s just rlly smooth huh

his story is probably angsty, considering that he’s not from inazuma and he’s a puppy that ayaka picked up and made her friend/advisor. i head cannon that thoma is a countryside farmer boy LOL theres so much fan art of thoma and dogs out there so i hope u saw all those serotonin inducing pieces 😩💓

congrats getting over ur writers block omg >:0 but maybe the issue now is that u have too much to write about LOL

#anon san #kouta babbles

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babyybitchhh · 5 years ago

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Imma rant for a second but I just want everyone to know that I love Ino with every fiber of my being. Like, she is hands down my favorite and I think the way Kishimoto handled all his female characters was bullshit, but it especially pisses me off in regards to her because she’s so capable and talented, and honestly she had an insane amount of potential to be this really engaging, multifaceted character and then he just ... flushed all that down the toilet. He was actually so far up Naruto and Sasuke’s asses, respectively, that any character not directly involved in that dumpster fire of a plot line got the absolute bare minimum of attention from him and it’s fucking sad. Real fucking sad.

So think about it. Ino was always that perfect but regrettably rare character who’s personality exists somewhere in the middle of being a tomboy and a girly girl, she sort of fluctuated between the two which is endearing af imo. She could always run with the boys, no questions asked, because she had that spunk about her that tells you in no uncertain terms she’s not afraid to get dirty. But she can also hang with the girls and, if anything, she was a much nicer person than the rest of her female peers. She liked girly things and being attractive while at the same time taking her aspirations of being a kunoichi seriously, as evidenced by the fact she is capable of both using her clan’s jutsu AND engaging in hand to hand combat right from the very start.

Now I’m not taking any jabs at Sakura here but the only thing she had going for her at the start of the series was booksmarts. She couldn’t fight. She couldn’t perform any jutsu’s. She was a bit of a tomboy internally but she outwardly molded herself to be this super feminine person because she thought that’s what Sasuke would find attractive. There is absolutely nothing to suggest Sakura ever took becoming a kunoichi seriously up until Sasuke defected. Meanwhile, Ino really did not change much at all from the academy to the Chunin exams, to after the time skip and (based on what I can tell) right on up to Boruto. She has always been herself and if anyone had a problem with that then too bad for them. I admire her strength of character and for choosing to throw herself wholeheartedly into both roles seemingly without hesitation.

Also I think it’s super charming that Ino is the most motivated person on her team and, if anything, her part in that particular dynamic is one you’d usually see a boy take. That is to say; Shikamaru is lazy and doesn’t really want to do anything and Choji is much more interested in food while Ino is the one who’s all gung-ho and ready to get her hands dirty. The evidence is right there in the Chunin exam when she was pushing her teammates to act, talking about “let’s go find some weaklings!” And then impulsively acting when Sakura was in trouble. Plus, the fact that Asuma called her “vulgar” (which is not what I’d call her by any means) also lends credence to the idea that she behaves more like a boy would despite her feminine appearance. Ino has always been a rough and tumble kind of gal and she’s just as at home sparring with Shikamaru or Choji (both of which would rather be doing anything else) as she is talking over flowers with Sakura and I just think that’s the bees knees.

Like. I definitely feel a kindred spirit connection with Ino and I can see a lot of myself in her, so yeah, I might be biased but I legitimately think she’s the best female character without question. It would’ve been even better if she’d gotten the screen time she deserved but alas.

I hope this lack of meaningful characterization isn’t why some people hate her, I can’t imagine not seeing her for the absolute gift she actually is. But I know the alternative option is that people hate her because she represents their rival ship (Shikamaru x Temari shippers, I’m looking at you) OR because Sakura stans can’t accept the fact that their fave kind of has a bad personality. Like, Ino didn’t end that friendship. Sakura did - and all because of a boy? Smh. That’s bad enough but it looks like Sakura never even apologized for being a twat to her supposed best friend and I’m glad they made up but damn. Personally if it were me, I’d have been petty af and beat her ass again. 🤣 I don’t even hate Sakura, I just get so tired of her bullshit, and honestly that’s how I know Ino isn’t a Leo because that bitch never would’ve let that level of disrespect slide if she was. On god, I’d help Ino smack some sense into her and that is the gospel. Like, again, I’m not exactly low blowing Sakura’s personality here - canon gave me all the fodder I need to drag her about this tbh - but every single one of her motivations to do ANYTHING really centered around a shitty boy while Ino contentedly went about her own life, doing her own thing and carving out a space for herself in the world.

I’m proud of Sakura’s personal growth over the course of the timeskip and her fight with Sasori was pretty damn vindicating but knowing that the only reason she got to that point was because she wanted to be strong enough to retrieve Sasuke kind of ... sours what could have really been a crowning moment for her. And I know full well that a big part of the problem is that Kishimoto just fucking sucks at writing female characters but that’s still a big yikes from me dawg. He really could’ve done something there and then he just. Didn’t. How incredibly disappointing.

Meanwhile, me @ Ino:

Anyway, Ino Yamanaka a bad bitch and I would die for her. I stan a queen. Thank you and goodnight.

#naruto

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karinrumi · 6 years ago

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“You know, you’re adorable when you’re mad.” “I can literally kill you.” shikatema hehehe

AN: Hope you don’t mind I used this request for V-Day OneShot. x’DD

Title: Threats on V-Day [ShikaTema, AU, OneShot, Valentines 2019, Request.]

Rating: M.

Wordcount: 1, 170.

MY MASTERLIST

“Ino, are you implying that I love that lazy bastard?!” Temari scowled like the suggestion Ino Yamanaka presented was outrageous. Visiting Yamanaka Flower Shop seemed now like a stupid idea for her.

“Calm down, Temari. Being in love with Shikamaru wouldn’t be that terrible as you think it would be. He’s a good catch if I say so myself!” Ino rolled her blue eyes. Temari didn’t understand why her friend hung up on the idea of pairing her together with Shikamaru. Temari hated his guts from the moment he refused to have a card rematch with her.

“Did you hit your pretty head? I hate cowards and Shikamaru is a one. On top of that, he’s lazy, unmotivated bastard refusing to have a card match with me!” Her frustrations were probably amusing for Ino that was known as the queen of gossips in Konoha. However, there exists a possibility she won’t hear any rumours if the subject involved Shikamaru. He was Ino close friend, after all.

“Yeah, yeah, Shikamaru is a coward. A coward that escaped alive from your deadly card matches and survived a blind date that I set up for you two, Tem. I admit he’s a quite awkward person when he deals with romantic stuff, but he’s a good guy.” Ino defended Shikamaru in the middle of arranging flowers inside the old looking vase.

“You’re just defending his laziness since you’re his friend, Ino! If he’s such a good guy, why don’t you hook up with him yourself? Temari proposed, while Ino just laughed like she heard the best joke in her life.

“I tried to hook up with him in the past, to be honest. Our first date was terrible because it felt like I was dating my older brother. It’s like you would be dating Gaara or Kankuro, Tem.” Temari hands started to shake at the thought of dating Gaara or Kankuro. Both of them were immature brats. As their older sister, it was hard to imagine them as her dating options. Ino had frightful imagination.

“Are you kidding me?! I’m not into incest. Even if I was, I’m not into the doll make-up maniacs or lacking-sleep men!” Temari shouted to make herself clear.

“I never said you are, Tem. On the other hand, I think both Gaara and Kankuro are hot.” Ino tried to tease her to extract juicy info on her younger brothers.

“I’m starting not to know what are your criteria in calling certain people hot, Ino.” Still, with her trembling hands, Temari took a sip of her tea.

“Tem, don’t get me wrong. I can call someone handsome and acknowledge they are good romance options, but it doesn’t mean I’m romantically interested in them.” Ino brows furrowed sensing a hidden meaning behind Temari reaction.

“I get it, okay? I was just horrified to imagine me dating with my brothers.” Perhaps it was lucky that any customer didn’t walk in yet. The last thing Temari wanted was for strangers to know everything about her love life.

“Good. I don’t want you misunderstanding me. I have no interest in pursuing either Gaara or Kankuro.” Temari nod made Ino smile widely.

“Yeah, yeah.”

“Now back to the main subject of our girly-talk. How was your blind date with Shikamaru on Valentine Day? Is that the reason why you’re in a bad mood, Tem?” Temari sighed knowing Ino was just worried about them in her own way.

“It was a nightmare. ” Temari summarised pretty much everything that happened. Still, she forgot she was dealing with Ino. Ino that liked to know everything picking her curiosity.

“Tell me everything.” And after those destined words, Temari started to describe her most terrible V-day blind date ever.

Temari never celebrated Valentines, but after Ino made an effort to set up for her a blind date, she was forced to buy a bar of V-day chocolate. She didn’t know why Ino insisted this bar should be given to the unknown guy.

Arriving at the place of meeting, Temari started to get really impatient. Why the guy was so late?! However, everything was explained when she noticed Ino set up her up with Shikamaru.

“Y-yo, Temari.” Shikamaru scratched the back of his head.

“Shikamaru, what are you doing here?”, she asked having a bad feeling about this situation.

“I have a blind date today.” It seems he caught on the Ino setting them up.

“I see. Whatever. Here is your V-Day gift from Ino.” Temari shoved the gift into Shikamaru hands feeling extremely upset. She didn’t accept his last refusal for a card rematch.

“What a drag”, he couldn’t help himself from making that comment and Temari send to him one of her “I kill you” glare.

“Choose one option. Card rematch or I’m hitting you with my fan!” Temari knew she overreacted, but she always had problems with controlling her temper.

“Is that how older women confess to the guys younger than them? In that case, I prefer being hit by your fan. It looks like a less troublesome solution.” Shikamaru had the nerve to point out she’s older than him after getting from her chocolate bar! Yup, it’s official she hated his guts.

“Excuse me that I was born before you Mr Troublesome Lazy Ass!” Temari literally exploded with anger. She didn’t know why Shikamaru could bring out her worst side of personality.

“You know, you’re adorable when you’re mad.” Shikamaru words surprised her, but only for a moment.

“I can literally kill you.” Temari clenched her fist. Ha! She was even prepared to engage in a battle with Shikamaru right now.

“That will be trouble, but at least I know I will die because of love,” Shikamaru muttered and hearing what he said Temari escaped from their blind date before it even began.

“Kyaa! It was so sweet of him to confess his love when you were an angry bird, Tem. Shikamaru, I’m so proud of you, I raised you as my friend well.” Temari rolled her eyes at Ino fangirling about her story. It wasn’t cute, it was a disaster! Shikamaru made her insecure about her age.

“I’m never telling you about my personal problems ever again.” Temari pouted.

“You say that, but deep down you know I’m the only person who listens to your problems anyway, so I’m sure you come back to me.” Ino response was almost too happy.

“I guess. I just don’t understand what made you squealing about my terrible relationship with Shikamaru.” Ino looked at her in disbelief.

“The part he called you adorable of course! Plus, I discovered that Shikamaru is a masochist as well, he didn’t look like a type that enjoys pain, though.” Temari sighed and left Yamanaka Flower Shop after hearing out the latest gossip circling around Konoha.

Maybe Ino is right, maybe Shikamaru calling her adorable on V-Day meant something more. Temari couldn’t hide her small smile forming the thought that Shikamaru can give her something in return during the White Day.

#Request #ShikaTema #Temari #shikamaru #Ino Yamanaka #Valentines 2019 #OneShot #AU

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dimancheetoile · 7 years ago

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I'm finding I'm not her (the girl I thought I'd be)

Nine months later, to celebrate Sasuke's graduation from Explosions and Booby-traps Academy, she drags both him and Naruto to a lingerie store.

Read it on AO3

The title is from @mouseymightymarvellous's AMAZING poem, "forgiveness for matryoshka dolls"

Haruno Sakura is born in the early days of spring. She has hair the colour of cherry blossoms and the brightest smile you could wish on a baby's face. Her parents adore her and early on, she's spoiled rotten by every single member of her family. It could be the beginning of a beautiful tale, a happy story to tell children when they ask what a perfect life is. For a few years, it is.

One hot, tiring day of summer, Sakura comes home after a full day playing with the Yamanaka heir, and tells her parents that she wants to join the Academy. She smiles her bright smile and proudly explain how she's going to become the strongest shinobi in the world.

On the same day, Sakura also tells her parents that she is a girl.

Let's try again.

Haruno Nadamaru is born in the early days of spring. He has hair the colour of cherry blossoms and the brightest smile you could wish on a baby's face. Nadamaru is the Haruno's heir, destined to take the Clan Head mantle and keep their trading network in good shape. His mother is already eyeing his cousin Haeru as a potential bride.

One hot, tiring day of summer, Nadamaru comes home with a red ribbon in his pink hair and bright orange fingernails. He talks about his best friend Ino and all the fun they've had playing ninja. He tells them all about Yamanaka-san with his kind eyes and quick laugh and how bad Nadamaru wants to be like him when he grows up.

On the same day, Nadamaru tells them to call him Sakura, like his pretty hair, and asks for a qipao on his next birthday.

Hikari sends her son to his room with a shout and starts crying in her husband's arms. Nadamaru goes, tears streaming down his round face, and swears he'll show them how good a shinobi Haruno Sakura will be.

Sakura graduates a few weeks after her twelfth birthday. She comes home ecstatic, but already expecting the disappointment in her mother's eyes, and the complete disinterest on her father's face. She quickly makes herself a snack, before her mother can decide she'll punish her for her foolishness one more time, and disappears in her room. It still hurts, but it stopped bothering her a long time ago.

Her brand new qipao is waiting for her under the bed, where Sakura hid it this morning. Hikari can't force her to wear more appropriate clothing, but she tries really hard to destroy every dress Sakura might buy for herself. Tomorrow is the big day, and she wants to be the prettiest girl in their promotion. Maybe one of the boys will notice her; surely, if she brings back a good husband, her mother will finally be convinced to let Sakura be herself?

She sighs and carefully braids her long hair, before going to bed. She knows she won't be able to sleep for a while, for how excited she is, but she needs to be well-rested if she wants to pass the test. She can't wait.

Tell me your likes and dislikes, asks the jōnin teacher, and Sakura is about to comply, when he adds the annoying bit about their dream. Sakura has a dream, but she learned a long time ago that it was best not to tell people. No one understood her dream, and her family kept scolding her every time she brought it up. Just like they did when she wore her hair up in a bun with glittering pins, or when she dressed up in her most elegant outfits.

So she bites her lips and waits until both Naruto and Sasuke are done. Then, in a gentle voice and with the greatest care, she crafts her words. She says that her dream is to be acknowledged for who she truly is, and stays quiet when Naruto side-hugs her. She knows how close her answer is to his, and she pretends not to notice her sensei squinting his only eye at her.

The test is a disaster. Sakura gets caught in a genjutsu almost as soon as it starts. She sees Sasuke, lying dead in a pool of blood, and she runs to his crumbled form. Only when she's kneeling next to him does he open his eyes and stares at her. Nadamaru, he whispers, Nadamaru, Nadamaru, Nadamaru—

"Hey, Sakura! Wake up! Kakashi-sensei put you in a genjutsu, but it's over now, don't worry."

Except it's never truly over now, is it, Naruto?

Sakura honestly didn't expect for her secret to hold this long. She's done her best to act true to herself, but sometimes she slips up because Hikari drilled habits into her as hard as she could, whenever Sakura was too tired to fight her mother. Oh, how relentless Hikari could be. And sometimes, that means that Sakura walks with a hunched back and a different sway in her walk. Sometimes, she forgets that she's supposed to trust her team and jokes in a deep voice about girly things and cooties, only to catch herself because she's the one who should be offended at her teammates for making the jokes, not telling them herself.

And yet her secret holds until a few days before the start of the chūnin exams. Everyone in the village heard about it, and so did her parents. When they realized there was no convincing their daughter to back down from her goal, they decided to invite Team 7 to a family dinner, hoping to embarrass Sakura. She won't let them.

After a particularly successful training session that ended with Kakashi almost praising them, Sakura grits her teeth and takes a leap of faith.

"Boys, can I talk to you before we go to Ichiraku?"

Sasuke grunts, looking annoyed, but stays in place. Naruto grins and sits cross-legged next to her, while she gestures for their sensei to join the lopsided circle they created.

"What is it about, Sakura-chan?" Kakashi asks, his orange book balanced on one of his knees. Sakura feels weirdly warm to think he cares enough not to read it when she needs to talk.

"You know my parents invited you to dinner, tonight. And you all promised to go."

Naruto beams. "Yeah, I can't wait to meet them! I'm sure they're really cool."

Cool. Sakura feels like crying. If only.

"There is something you don't know about me, and my parents will definitely talk to you about it. I hope... I hope this won't ruin everything."

Sasuke is frowning and Kakashi has the same look than the day of the test. Naruto just wraps an arm around her shoulders in the half hug he seems to be fond of.

"You can tell us anything, we're your team!"

Sakura nods quickly, holding back the tears she can feel gathering in her eyes. And before she can change her mind, she rushes to grab her ID card in her pouch and throws it at Kakashi's face. Then she ducks her head under a fall of pink strands and waits for the inevitable. And waits. And waits some more.

"Uh."

Sakura chokes on her next breath as she quickly raises her head again. Kakashi is looking at the card with an eyebrow raised, before looking briefly at her, and going back to the card.

"Uh." He says again, then proceeds to shrugging exaggeratedly slow before handing the card to Sasuke. The Uchiha's eyebrows disappear into his hair and he stares at her, not moving when Naruto looks over his shoulder at the ID.

"Who's that, Sakura? Is it your brother?"

It's too much for her, the lack of reaction and Naruto's misunderstanding, and Sakura starts to sob. Deep, ugly sobs she tries to keep silent when she notices how uncomfortable Kakashi looks, but sobs nonetheless.

"Moron!" And Sasuke is punching Naruto, who starts to insult him before freezing when he hears Sakura's hitched breath. He glares back at the card, and a look of understanding settles on his face.

"So you're..."

"Naruto, for once in your life, shut up."

And suddenly, Sasuke is hugging her. Sakura is pretty sure her soul starts to shrivel and ultimately dies inside of her.

"I don't give a flying fuck what your parents decided to call you," he whispers against her ear, "but you're my teammate, Haruno Sakura, and that means I'll stand by you tonight."

As quickly as he appeared, he releases her and settles again on the ground, on Naruto's left. When the Uzumaki looks at him funny, he blushes slightly and looks away.

"My cousin Shisui was... well, you know. Like you. He was like you."

And that settles it. Naruto still hugs her approximately five minutes too long and Kakashi offers to braid her hair, which is frankly terrifying and she does not feel the slightest inch of regret at refusing. When they arrive at the Haruno Estate, on the outskirts of Konoha, none of the boys bat an eye when Hikari asks her son to help them settle in. They call her Sakura and compliment her on her dress and later, much later, after Sakura's tears are dry and Kakashi has finished tying knots in their hair (which he keeps insisting on calling braids), they laugh about the angry look on Hikari's face when she understood she couldn't hurt her daughter that way anymore.

When Sasuke starts his apprenticeship in the Sabotage squad, where his fire jutsu and sharingan makes him an amazing student, Sakura starts to consider her options. Naruto is hinting at a trip with Jiraya, to learn both about his family and the Sannin's techniques. Sasuke is barely in Konoha anymore, spending most of his time in the Forest of Death. And she can't stay with her parents anymore.

Now that she made it clear her shinobi career is here to stay, on top of Konoha's administration giving her a new ID card with her true name on it, the Haruno want nothing to do with her. She's this close to being disowned, and she knows it. It means Sakura needs new living arrangements, possibly someone willing to give her their name. She doesn't mind being clanless, like Tenten, but having a name would definitely help her.

It's Kakashi who suggests she tries it with the Hokage. Tsunade has been here for a few years now, and as scary as she still appears, Sakura has seen her smashed more times than she's seen her sober. It helps a lot with the fear. So she goes to Tsunade, bows to her waist and asks to learn her legendary strength. If Sasuke is to be a sabotage expert, with Naruto's quick thinking and his love for traps, Sakura will need to be the blunt force of their team.

Tsunade laughs at her face and calls her a naive little girl. She tells her she'd be better as a medic, that she should stay at the back because she's not as strong as her teammates. That she should go back to her civilian family and think of marriage and bearing children.

Sakura punches a hole through the Hokage's desk and starts screaming. Tsunade lets her swear for thirty seconds before sending her flying through a wall with a flick of her finger. Then she marches out of the office, picks Sakura up, and goes to the nearest training ground.

Sakura grins a bloody smile. The Hokage read her file. She knows of Nadamaru's shadow, glued to Sakura's steps. And she still asked her if it wouldn't be better for her to go back to her clan and get pregnant. That's the whole three seconds it takes for Sakura to fall in love with the idea of becoming the new Tsunade.

Later in the day, when the Hokage is done printing Sakura patterns into the earth, Tsunade sits in the dirt next to her. She asks in tactless and ugly terms if Sakura wants something done about her body. She talks about surgery and procedures and hormones and medical ninjutsu. When she's done talking, Sakura is smiling through her tears, and Tsunade pats her on the head.

Nine months later, to celebrate Sasuke's graduation from Explosions and Booby-traps Academy, she drags both him and Naruto to a lingerie store.

They're seventeen, with a spring in their steps and the future laid down at their feet. Naruto is trying on a emerald bra with a dangling heart pendant in the center while Sasuke stares at a garter, probably trying to figure out if it's going to kill him in his sleep. Sakura looks at herself in the mirror of their proud eyes and she smiles the brightest smile she can conjure. She's beautiful.

She's beautiful and they tell her that, later, when they're all in the kitchen of their tiny apartment, stuffing their face with ramen. Naruto is leaving again in a few days, this time to the ruins of Uzushio. Except he asked them to come with him, and they both accepted. Sakura is eyeing the jōnin promotion Kakashi swears she has a shot at, but she won't take it just yet. She wants to enjoy the time she has with her teammates, while Naruto is still looking for himself in the shadows of a destroyed village.

They tell her she's beautiful when they lie down on the largest futon and Sasuke unties her chest bandages with his teeth. They tell her how proud they are of the woman she has become while Naruto nips at her hip.

In the morning, when they read over her shoulder the letter of repudiation from her clan, they will kiss her gently. Then Kakashi will rush inside with forms and applications, a few chosen words for the Haruno's decision, and an offer to take his name. And Sakura will smile.

#my writing #sakura haruno #sasuke uchiha #naruto uzumaki #kakashi hatake #tsunade senju #narusasusaku #narusakusaku #polyamory #OT3 #trans!sakura #transgender character #fanfiction

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dailynarutoimagines · 8 years ago

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♥Happy Mother’s Day ♥

A few long headcanon-scenario like for these peeps - Cactus.

Team 7:

At 6am, Minato wakes up early enough to fetch his 4 yrs. Old son, Naruto. Naruto, who is already awake, is excitedly to do this “secret mission.” They both stumble to the kitchen. Minato has the recipe of a delicious dessert in his hand and Naruto is searching for the pots & pans. After an hour and thirty minutes, the food was ready. Minato placed the food on to the tray. Minato and Naruto quietly enter the bedroom. “Happy Mother’s Day” shouted Naruto. “And breakfast is in bed” says Minato.

Sakura went shopping for two days in a row looking for a present for her mom. There was none that was “interesting” or “her mom’s taste.” Sakura gets frustrated because mother’s day is today and she has not got anything for her mother. After another two hours of searching, Sakura went back home. She thought and decided about writing a 2 page heartfelt letter and a cute drawing. Whenever her mom came home, Sakura shyly gives her letter and drawing to her mom. “Even though I may not act like the daughter you always wanted, but I love you always and forever and will always be your pride and joy.” Sakura tells her.

Sasuke and Itachi spent all night making the “perfect” mother’s day gift. Itachi had bought a lot of origami papers to make a dango family origami. Sasuke, on the other hand tried to make an origami bird necklace. But it wasn’t going too well because his bird…didn’t really look like a bird. When the Uchiha family had their dinner, Sasuke was the first one to run for his present to give to his mom. “Happy Mother’s day! It’s a necklace!” Itachi went to get his. “Happy mother’s day.”

Kakashi had never seen his mother. He could only picture a beautiful and angelic mother. On mother’s day, Kakashi went to his dad’s grave. He took out a paper that was filled with deep emotions. He read his letter to his dad and asks, “Can you pass my message to mom?” With that said, he looks up to the sky and closed his eyes. He felt his parents hugging him. “Happy mother’s day.”

Team 10:

Shikamaru asks his dad, “What should we get for mom?” Dad shrugs his shoulder. “I’ve spent too many years with your mom that I still have no clue what she wants.” Shikamaru shakes his head in disappointment. But an idea pops up in Shikamaru’s head, even though he doesn’t like it. “I’m crazy for saying this. But how about we clean the house and cook her dinner?” Dad rubs his chin in circular motion. “I guess we can do that. Afterwards, we can all cuddle up to watch a movie.” The two boys cleaned the house and tried their best in cooking dinner. When the mom came home, she was welcome to her precious boys in the house.

Ino had thoroughly thought about her present. This year was going to be different. No more giving her mom flowers because her mom deserves more than flowers. Ino has been waiting for this moment since forever, of course with the help of her dad. Ino was going to give her mom a homemade spa! Ino had prepared some handmade facial mask, makeup, and a few hair accessories. With dad, he was going to give her all the massages (foot, facial, shoulder, back, and head), while Ino does mom’s face like putting facial mask and makeup as well as doing her hair if her mom lets her do her hair.

It was obvious that Choji and his dad brings mom to a fancy restaurant. When coming home, Choji had another surprise. He made a veggie plant garden. Veggies aren’t his thing, but he knows for sure his mother can make bomb-diggy homemade food. Perhaps she can make veggies taste like meat!

(to his mom) Asuma had always given her flowers and he will continue to do so. (To Kurenai) had bought her a pair of earrings and went on a fancy date.

Team 8:

Hinata and Hanabi had crocheted a bird family. Hinata made her an ombre version with purple and pink while Hanabi made her pink and blue. They placed near her picture frame and wished their mom a “Happy mother’s day.”

With Akamaru’s help, Kiba had bought the perfect gift. It was a dog necklace and a cute dog mug. When Kiba and Akamaru went home, they shouted, “MOM I GOT YOU A GIFT!” Mom enters the living room and sees the presents. She stared at the presents, thinking “It’s so….girly. Not manly enough.” But, without complaining, she hugs and thanked him for the thoughtful gift.

Shino had always had trouble finding a gift for mother’s day because he never knew what she likes. And he will continue to find what she liked …even if it takes forever.

Kurenai had always bought wine and flowers to do a little celebration with her mom. Even if Kurenai does all the talking, it felt like her mom is physically there listening to her problems.

Team 3 (Guy):

Neji had given his mother a bonsai and a letter he wrote three days before because it really took him that long to think what to write. He also gave his prayers making sure she’s doing well in heaven—hoping dad isn’t giving her a hard time and asked for her blessings to the clan.

Ten Ten had given her mom a box of truffle chocolates. However, Ten Ten couldn’t control herself, so she ate the truffle chocolate and apologize to her mom that it wasn’t her fault eating it. The truffle chocolate seduced her.

Rock Lee thought long and hard. For once he thought about a normal gift and that was to get a three set bracelet that says, “mom”. (but then again, he thinks it’s too normal and not extra!) Later on to the day, he bought a keychain that says, ‘mom’.

Guy never met his mom. So the only thing he had done for the past few years was to go to his dad’s grave and put flowers and have a conversation. (Like Kurenai)

Sand Siblings:

All three had painted and build a small size terrarium to hang around their mother’s picture as well as getting a personalized necklace that enables them to put a small picture of themselves in it.

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