#Rin canonically sleeps with his eyes open so

[flaming-bluee]

I heard people were starving for some BONRIN??!!??!!!!??!!! It’s me, I’m people

[popponn]

praises from (some) bllk boys as bfs — a rating list. very objective. very serious. very canon.

chigiri: casual and very often, but means every word of it. often accompanied by a pat on the head or a forehead nuzzle. very proud of you and very loving, somehow feels like a bro though. 9.8/10 (if only he puts that shoujo manga aura sleeping potential he has. come on pretty boy.)

reo: hype man. good bf man. perfect man. will get the bouquet, will get you in his arm and spin you, will kiss you. public relationship? good, means he can do it in public. secret relationship? good, you get extra long kisses + cuddles. honestly no notes. is probably more proud of you than you are of yourself for whatever it is. 10/10.

isagi: keep the essay™ on how you are great in his head and usually go for the straight forward basic "you are amazing". if excited, you get a full body hug, if in boy next door mode you will get a besotted smile. both are good in their own way, just different expressions of genuine happiness. 8/10 (will add another 2 points if this is a subjective list)

sae: execution wise, need improvement. but because praise coming from him is like a black pearl or a blue moon during a supermoon and a lunar eclipse—the feeling of elation makes up for it. curt, short, and honestly a testament of how good the end result of your action is. but, objectively: 6/10 —adding a point because usually there are also head pats. 3 if not.

rin: is abysmal. please stop glaring because most people would translate it as them fucking up. but as his significant other, he will scoff and look at you three seconds too long then probably pat your shoulder once. probably a "so you can do it huh" if you are lucky. 3/10 way too constipated itoshi junior. (if he got through that teenage angst of his, 7. higher chance of "good job" because you are his favorite)

bachira: shouts. loud. very proud. another no notes. you get pats, kisses, hugs, kisses, and the list goes on. probably will have to get physically separated from you. if his mom is there too then will cheer along with him. afterward will take you somewhere as a celebratory date—it could range from buying a snack from the convenience store or a straight-up meal. honestly, you choose. 10/10.

bonus round: nagi — surprisingly 8/10. will immediately hug you and look so excited with wide open eyes and all like he just won something. ;; kaiser — 3/10 swallow that pride more and give something more than "see? you can do it" but extra point because high chance he gives you tough love motivation beforehand;; aryu — very osha before and after. very osha praises. osha / 10. no notes. ;; anri — miss gf will either cheer or cry out of happiness depending on how big your success is. if it's the latter please do your duty first. 7.5/10 please stop crying.

[queenofallimagines]

Blue lock NSFW HCs

A/n: so since I’ve let this anime take over my life completely I feel I’m overqualified to give better hcs and since I don’t have a specific scenario in this is general headcanons💕 (pls request blue lock I have brainworms)

Blue lock:

- off the bat isagi telling us he has a thigh fetish is so real it me he keeps his hands on your thigh at all times

- Really one hand on the steering wheel the other just barely in your pants fingering you

- They all kinda got that sauce in ‘em yk?

- Isagi can say “pretty thing” or “sweetness” in that low ass voice and it will have you on your knees

- NAGI CALLING YOU PRETTY

- Idk WHERE that shit came form but every fic he just calls you pretty and that’s def canon that man is 6”3 so hear me out

- This big ass man who’s usually lazy and barely paying attention putting in that work on you, keeping you pressed into the bed with his full body weight

- Mumbling in your ear in his monotone voice that’s just one octave lover

- “Cmon pretty, gunna come f’me?” he’s looking at you with his egoist eyes

- Will have you in between him and Reo

- Sorry but that’s just as canon as bachira and isagi it’s gunna happen at LEAST once

- Seishiro can run with the best of them w that ego too like he says he’s a pacifist but he’s squared up first on someone like 4 times😭

- He Probably offhandedly mentions something about you in convo with Reo and you’re done for

- They’re like gaming or something and you walk into the room

- “I’ll prove it- hey come here for a sec” and now all of a sudden you’re seated in between his delicious thighs being fingered open by nagi in front of Reo like he’s giving a tutorial😭

- I see y’all’s saying Reo would do that for inexperienced nagi but I raise you that Reo only has casual flings and has been intimate with nagi so he’s not used to their duo being a trio

- Nagi spreading your legs keeping them wide open for Reo to see everything while he leans over your shoulder and makes sure he’s focused on what he’s doing

- Something something good with his givers because gamer

- He’s working you open with his huge fingers almost unbothered by the fact that your squirming and grabbing at his arm

- Reo is a little flustered but he’s def paying attention

- They’re acting like they’re talking about the weather like you not gushing all over his fingers

- Makes you cum like three times this way before he says “Reo is pretty good with his tongue, can he have a taste too?”

- Nagi and his crazy stamina will not let you rest!

- RIN! My beloved baby boy!

- He’s a FREAK like freaky NASTY and mean about it too!

- Little slow on the uptake but once you really start learning about each other he’s working out all his frustrations on you

- Not very emotive but he’s blunt so he will make his feelings perfectly clear

- Brat tamer by default bc you push his buttons

- “Keep that same energy when I get you alone”

- Fucks you in the locker rooms

- Likes you wearing his jersey while he does it

- Had hella pictures and videos of it too that you don’t remember him taking😭

- Keep him company on his long away games💕

- Everyone knows he’s having good sex bc he has scratch marks all over his back and dares someone to say shit about them

- Since like every single one of his dispositions is bc of Sae you have to be patient with him

- The itoshi issue is that they will have conflicts in their head, decide what YOU are gunna say and make choices silently based off that

- Like bitch if you don’t TALK TO ME??

- Rin will not start the convo and avoid you in a fight bc in his mind he fucked up and you never want to see him again but like did I say that??

- You gotta go to him and be like say what the fuck you’re thinking :/

- Both the itoshi brothers are rough

- Rin will use his insane stamina to fuck you right to sleep like he’s trying to watch a game stop playing w him

- Probably end up fucking you with or in-front of isagi

- One thing about Rin Itoshi is that he has something to prove always

- Sae and shidou you already know lmao

- My favs?? Come the fuck ON they have nasty ass sex daily

- Sae count your fucking days bc imma best your ass 😐

- However,,, the dynamic between him and Ryusei is too tasty to ignore

- Sae and his butt fetish will usually do anal if you’re taking both of them at once

- His dick is really pretty you and shidou have full length discussions about it and he is TIRED

- Sae likes to think he has you two on a leash and for the most part he kinda does

- But you might as well be on demon time too bc once you and Ryusei tag them

- Him??

- The great cold and calculated Sae Itoshi the gem of Japan will be a whiny little Bitch

- Likes to piss you off so you’ll be rough with him and Shidou right there with you

- You’re both fed up with his shit so you decide to punish him

- You edging him while Ryu fucks him mercilessly

- Imagine you’re riding him reverse cowgirl and shidou is fucking him so hard and deep he can’t breathe

- You two doing that whole outwardly ignoring him kissing while he wants you to pay attention to him clawing at your lower back and hips

- Moaning out “sorry” and babbling nonsense

- Cums a lot and it’s thick in consistency

- Whimpers when you and shidou taste him on each other and he can’t kiss either of you

- Tears steaming down his face while he struggles to keep his eyes from rolling back and can barely even say what he wants because he’s moaning so much

- Aftercare is so cute bc you both clean him up and give him as many kisses as he wants

- That really fixes his attitude LMAO

- Isagi can get pretty try mean too you trigger that ego and he’s just as ruthless as he is in the field

- “You think I’m gunna let you cum after you spent all day on my nerves? Be serious”

- He’s big on eye contact

- Will sit back in a chair and stare at you as he makes you ride him with no help

- “Go on, you wanted it, ain’t you?”

- Spanks you hard

- Chigiri hyoma is HUNG

- like oh my god pretty face huge dick

- People paint him as like corset when he’s like really mild mannered and mean? Lmao his egoist profile even says he’s mean

- He’s blunt and says exactly what he means

- If “okay?? AND??” Was a person😭

- Will get choked up if you kiss the scar on his knee when you go down on him

- “Cmon you can take more than that can’t you?”

- He can go fast but likes going slow and deep

- Really savor the moment

- Wants to feel every second of you going up and down his dick

- Meanie!!

- “You’re creaming around me already and I’ve barely made it all the way in”

- Preps you really good before hand too that’s like mandatory even if you’re ready he’s going to have you cum on his tongue or fingers first

- Gets pussy drunk a lot and ends up fucking himself into overstimulation

- Liked his hair pulled on

- Barou? Whew the king definitely deserves that title!

- A big fan of slow and deep like Chigiri

- Will make you face him as he fucks up into you

- “Quit wining and take it, you’re the one who kept begging for me to fuck you all day”

- Will clean the sheets fully after sex like lmao he’s changing the whole bed

- Let’s see hiori too! People like to say the self proclaimed “ultra sadist” as like just a bottom all the time

- He’s more mean and doesn’t care about it

- “Ow! That kinda hurt!”

- “Hm? Good”

- Big fan of face fucking

- Shidou alone is very baby

- I’m his defense lawyer yall like he’s an aquifer taste so you can not like him

- But that’s your fault and a skill issue💅🏿✨

- He’s the unhinged very soon of isagi very emotionally intelligent and can read a room

- He simply does not CARE about others

- Very ‘if people are going to isolate me then I’ll push them away’ vibes

- Like he rly has a connection w the whole cast minus rin and kunigami

- If he hadn’t took a kick at isagi him and bachira would be besties!🥺

- They understand the same type of loneliness

- Back to the horny

- He will split you open on his cock any time of the day

- He’s very god at anatomy and chemistry like look at how tf he talks

- HES LITERALLY A STRAIGHT A STUDENT!

- Has a breeding kink in canon

- “If you keep my cum inside you for the whole game I’ll eat it out of you when we win”

- Cock bastard also

- Rin def walked in on you two once and it haunts him

- Seeing your face utterly fucked out not caring that you’re both locking eyes while shidou who’s blissfully unaware keeps bullying his fat cock into you against the lockers🤭

- He can’t look you in the face for like a month lol

- Chigiri like pegging and kunigami can suck dick rly well

- Don’t ask me how ik I just KNOW Mr. Bisexual representation has had a relationship with a guy who he was intimate with

- Bachira likes to paint your face white

- Loved seeing you with his cum on your face

- Won’t tell you he’s close when you suck him off on purpose sometimes

- “Oops, my bad! You do look pretty like this tho☺️” be so the fuck fr

[sukirichi]

Not me even as a hardcore Sunayn truther eating up the Ex-prince!Rin and computer science major!Tsukki roommates agenda. I just know they would have so many misadventures together. Hell, if Rin isn't endgame, I shall silently hope that you write a one shot of manager!reader x ex-prince!rin.

i have come with an offering of a ficlet of manager! reader x ex-prince! rin <3 inspired by this concept | pls note that this is not canon compliant to the dtd timeline !! or who knows. giggles. 1k wc

Rin lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as his patience wears thin. The clock on his nightstand read 2:30 AM, and Tsukishima’s voice echoed through the room, loud and relentless. The tall blond was deep into a gaming session, his shouts and laughter blending with the sound of rapid keyboard clicks.

“Dude, watch out for the sniper!” Tsukishima yelled, his excitement palpable. “Watch out, watch out! Shit!”

Rin rolled over, pulling the pillow over his head, but it did little to muffle the noise. He tried counting sheep, deep breathing, even reciting poetry in his head, but nothing worked. Finally, with a frustrated sigh, he threw off the covers and marched to his roommate’s desk. It took everything in him to not rip off his stupid headseat.

“Tsukishima,” Rin gritted his teeth. “Can you keep it down? Some of us are trying to sleep.”

Tsukishima glanced over his shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips. “Sorry, old man,” he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Didn’t realize it was past your bedtime.”

Rin clenched his jaw, resisting the urge to snap back. He wasn’t even that old. The blond fucker was just a genius who got into university earlier than everyone else, a fact he boasted of proudly with his nose pointed north. Ass, Rin wanted to say, I used to be a Prince. Don’t think anything can compare with that.

Instead, the words that come out of his mouth are different. Taking a deep breath, Rin pinched the bridge of nose. “Just... try to be quieter, okay?”

Tsukishima chuckled, turning back to his game. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll keep it down.”

Rin sighed, knowing Tsukishima’s version of “quiet” would still be far from silent. Resigned, he crossed his room and picked up his hoodie slung from the back of his chair, keys spinning on his finger, and walked out. The way to the café he worked at was something he could navigate with his eyes closed.

He pushed the door open, the familiar bell above the entrance chiming softly. Instantly, he was greeted by the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee – the scent fainter now that fewer people came. It wasn’t his shift tonight, either, but he needed the caffeine boost and a quiet place to finish his essay.

At least, that’s what he tells himself. It’s really just an excuse to see you – his pretty manager who never failed to make his heart skip a beat. It’s silly, really.

He’s pushing his thirties and has been divorced already. Yet each time you smiled at him, calling him Rin (because he’s just Rin now, no longer Rintaro), he feels stupid for the way his body reacts like he’s a teenager all over again.

You don’t notice him when he enters, something he’s grateful for. He clutches his book and makes his way to a secluded a corner, avoiding the counter where you stood. He caught glimpses of you out of the corner of his eye – your surprised expression upon seeing him making him smile inwardly. Damn, he thinks, hiding his reddened cheeks under his hoodie, you didn’t have to look so happy seeing him.

But he guessed you were just like that. Intimidating and scary at first since you’d rarely smiled, but once he got to know you, you were actually sweet under that tough exterior. Manager personality, maybe. You couldn’t have been one if you weren’t fierce in your own way.

Settling into his seat, he pulls out his notebook and pen. A few minutes passed, the soft hum of the café filling the silence and helping him write down more words in the essay he had to turn in for this semester. Then, out of nowhere, a cup of coffee slid gently onto the table in front of him. He looked up, meeting your eyes – tired, sleepy, and a little too warm under the dim lights.

“On the house,” you say, a small smile tugging at your lips before you return to the counter.

Just like that, he begins to feel warm all over. He wraps his hands around the cup, feeling the warmth seep into his fingers. Every now and then, he flickers his gaze back to you, the taste of the coffee and the memory of your smile etched into his brain.

He stays a little bit more after that. He helps you close up and wipe everything, a silent murmur of ‘thanks’ passed between each other. And because he can’t help himself, he walks you home – to an apartment a few minutes away from his university. Neither of you say a word, but none was needed. The silence that stretches is comfortable, and he respects that you’re too exhausted to start conversation.

Briefly, Rin wonders when was the last time he’d experienced such a peaceful moment like this. And when you turn to him, jut your thumb to your place, farewells are exchanged under shy smiles.

He likes you, that much he knows. It’s hard not to. But there’s one thing harder than not liking you, and it’s keeping his little crush just the way it is – an innocent, silly little crush.

On the way home, he kicks rocks on the pavements and feels the weight of his ex-wife’s Polaroid hidden in his wallet, the remnants of a life long gone carried with him everywhere he goes.

Even now, on the other side of the world, in a country that doesn’t speak his language and where he’s truly a nobody, Rin keeps the last promise he’d made to her before he’d left. There’d be no one else after you, he’d once said, and he sighs, picturing his pretty manager’s even prettier smile – the type where your eyes wrinkle at the corner, and your cheeks rise up.

Foolishly, he looks at your silhouette from the window. You’ve removed your scarf and was now stretching your arms above your head, your figure disappearing as you plop down on your bed. You’re so pretty, it hurts, and he can’t fathom if he likes how you know nothing about him at all.

[depressedhatakekakashi]

One scene that I LOVE and don't have much explanation for is the one where Yamato is sleeping and wakes up to Kakashi's gaze. Kakashi looks at him and settles down to sleep. I love that scene and even though it's not canon it gives me material to continue shipping them

Also look at him he's so cuteee♡♡

Ohhh that's such a good scene. I love how soft Kakashi is, but also how he turns away once Tenzo looks his way. Can't be caught being EMOTIONAL.

Things are going to get more difficult, it doesn't take a genius to realize that.

War has been declared, the Jinchuriki were being hunted, and everyone was preparing for the absolute worst. For the second time in his life Kakashi was preparing to fight in a war that he wanted nothing to do with and there was only one thing on his mind.

What would happen to his precious people?

The life of a shinobi was demanding and there was always a risk that someone wouldn't make it home, but with was that risk increased ten fold. during the last war he'd been a kid and when he did take missions they were the kind that involved espianage and battles against small groups of people. This time he'd be part of an army.

In fact, he'd be leading the arm.

When it was just him, Obito and Rin he'd barly managed to leave them to victory and Obito had lost his life along the way. He'd only had two lives in his hands back then, and one of them had perished.

that was a fifty percent rate of failure.

Now there were going to be hundreds under his command.

Hundreds of shinobi looking toward him for guidance. Shinobi who were trust him to get them out of this war alive, when he'd failed to save his own teammate.

What if he failed again?

What if this time he lost more than just a teammate.

His eyes drifted to the side, focusing on Tenzo huddled up in his corner of the room with his blanket wrapped tightly around his body and his eyes shut tight willing sleep to overtake him. He wasn't asleep, though. Kakashi could tell that much from the way his shoulders tensed every five seconds, and how his eyes scrunched up with annoyance.

They were going into war, and there was no guarantee they'd all make it out alive.

What if this time it was Tenzo who'd grave he stood in front of when everything was said and done. What if they failed to protect Naruto from the Akatsuki, or Sakura died trying to heal shinobi in the field, or Gai was taken out by an enemy. When he was a kid he'd tried so hard to close his heart and protect himself from any further loses after his father's death. He hadn't succeed very well, but he'd tried.

Now, though, his heart was open. Welcoming to any and all bonds that he could get his greedy, desperate hands on.

He'd made so many friends over the years and their lives were always in danger, but war meant that he could lose them at any moment.

What would he do if the day came when the war ended and he was the only one left standing? Would he survive having to bury Tenzo? Would he be alright saying goodbye to the student's he'd grown to love?

Seeing his friends eyes opening, he continued to stare. It only took a second for Tenzo to glance their way, and as soon as their eyes locked onto each other the answer came to him.

None of them would die.

It didn't matter what he had to do to protect them, he would do it.

This time there would be no funeral. No grave for him to apologize to for his failures.

Even if it cost him his own life, he would protect his precious people.

Grabbing the edge of his blanket he turned away from Tenzo and yanked the blanket over his head, hiding himself away from the rest of the world.

When morning came he'd have to act like a leader again, and he would play that role just as he always had. he'd plan and organize and protect just as he had always tried his best to do.

This time, though, he wouldn't come out a failure. this time, he promised himself, everyone would live.

[crystalflygeo]

you turned this way and that, humming thoughtfully as you checked the fit in the mirror.

the attire (if it could even be called that, given how little it left to imagination) fitted you well, just like when you tried it out back at the store after much persuasion. yet when faced with the imminent moment of your little 'surprise', you couldn't help but feel nervous. still, given that your beloved hydro dragon should still be in the bath, taking his time to soak in his element like an adorable oversized otter that he was, you had ample time to hype yourself uー

the doorknobs twisted open, and you stood frozen, a literal deer in the headlights.

......... let's just say you made a certain hydro dragon very happy that night.

bonus: alternate version <3

RIN RIN WHEN I GET YOU RIN!!! //lh

ASGCVASGJCVHASBCHAKBCJKAFCGTSVCA WHY IS THIS SO CANON??? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA me doing poses in front of the mirror and being nervous

ADORABLE OVERSIZED OTTER I LOVE HIM SM 💕 "a literal deer in the headlight" YEP MHM VERY MUCH SO //STARTLED DEER SQUEAKS

hot water? hun wtf-//hit SAVE THE CUP IT'S FALLING//JK

OMG HE THE BLUSH BYE I'M SDGVDSJHVBHSDBHKSBHVSBJL RIN GET OUT OF MY HEAD???? I WAS GONNA MENTION A ROBE YEAH BC NEUV TOTALLY WOULD something silky, simple but nice BUT LIKE to sleep he takes it off so...... shirtless ye... //bonked omg I love he and how you drew him gcsvdgvsk RIN

.... the two arrows gdsvcagsjvcsjahcbjhasbk PANIK (so precious) I'm very vsvjhdbsjk his eyes the lil hearts ruin me pls flustered Crys bye

[hidelias]

A bend in space-time Season 2 - [Chapter 4: Shiny, happy people]

[Chapter 4: Shiny, happy people] Links : AO3 - Wattpad - FFN

January 10, 1961 - 10h07 am

"Shiny, happy people". If Klaus's quote made me smile on our way here, I have to say that it couldn't have been better chosen. I've only been here since yesterday, but I'm beginning to understand what my days will be made of, among the people he calls the " Destiny's Children".

Yes, it's a reference to 'Bills, Bills, Bills', 'Survivor' and 'Say My Name', which - in my opinion - speaks for itself. Klaus has pitched the apocalypse to them as an engine for an immediate spiritual upllift, he's fooled them about his alleged telekinesis with Ben's help, he's showered them with song lyrics in which they contemplate themselves. I don't know if it's harmless or a full-blown scam, but they all look so happy it's unnervingly disturbing.

There are only a handful of them, most of whom have come to live in this community totally detached from material possessions, with nothing on them but a small bag of clothes. Apart from Klaus, who has kept a huge room for himself, they sleep in twos or threes - never the same ones - in one of the large empty rooms in the 'Mansion', which has been opened by the landlady.

'Kitty', as she's called, is a dapper widow in her sixties. The type to want to start all over again now that she's free, to look for a new meaning in her life, and to easily get infatuated. Klaus plays with her like he'd play with a rubik's cube: he lines up the faces, and she gives him everything. Her 'Mansion' is a huge neoclassical building from the 1910s, with dozens of rooms and Italian-style gardens with sparkling fountains. It's hard to feel unwell here, that's for sure. And it's not even haunted, can you believe it?

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I chose to insert an OC - Rin - into the plot of The Umbrella Academy season 2, appearing almost only in deleted scenes. I try to give her an interesting story on her own. What to expect: digging into the psychology of the canon characters, seeing their daily lives through the eyes of an outsider, deciphering what's only skimmed over in the original series. A bit of fun, too, uh?

Any comment will make my day! ♡

[ohsolovelys-blog]

Always Bet on Yachi

At a young age, Rin and Yukio Okumura had to mourn the loss of their dear sister, but 6 years later, after the death of their father, they realized she was fine all along, maybe. Despite the 360° of her personality, it is still her, and they try their best to navigate the news of the surprise while pretending that everything is normal.

Chapter two

⭐️An Unfortunate Replacement⭐️

CW: Cringe, not proof read, canon violence, cursing, Crying

It could have been five minutes it could have been ten minutes, Yachi didn't know. This is entirely because she fell asleep after laying her head down. Hell, she could have slept through the entire class and she wouldn't have notice but she knew subconsciously that the instructor would have woken her up. She woke up to a bit more chatter, signifying that more people had joined the classroom, she wouldn't dare raise her head to look though. As soon as Yachi opened her eyes she realized that she had drooled all over the desk. If she lifted her head now, everyone would be able to see the string of spit connecting her cheek to the rat sized puddle on her desk. She is already seen as a demonic delinquent, she can't add disgusting to that title. So here she is, laying face down in her drool, trying to figure out what to do. It was obvious that the teacher still hasn't arrived so she had to plan a course of action and quickly. 'Maybe I could reach my bag from this position, I'm sure I have a tissue or paper towel or something in there to help me' she thought.

As she began to reach down to her bag, she felt a tap on her shoulder, someone must have sat down in front of me, "Hey, you might want to wake up, the teacher is probably nearby since class starts in five minutes" 'sounds likes a guy, great, now there is going to be a key eyewitness to my spit stain.' As Yachi raised her head off of the table, she slowly dragged her arm across the puddle, squeegeeing it onto the floor. She then quickly wiped her face off hoping it didn't take her makeup with it. After her quick clean up she finally got a look at her human alarm clock, and goddammit was she happy her plan succeeded because he was quite the looker, his appearance had stood out, with two toned hair and many piercings, she liked a unique appearance, they tend to match well with how she looks, and she really liked how he matched with her looks.

Before he had turned back around, Yachi got her sleep brain to go away and gained enough cognitive brain function to say "Ooooh I like your hair, it's really cool, what's your name?" "Oh! Uh thank you, my name is Ryuji Suguro, you look pretty cool yourself" he says while referring to all of Yachi. It was no secret the Yachi stood out. She is what is referred to as a chimera demon. In short terms, she was frankensteined out of a bunch of other demons, dead of course, to create a perverse version of a mega-demon, often used for the good of the order. They usually were made as familiars, anchored to various tamers and trained for combat. Yachi was different, she was made out of humanistic demons. One of the only of her kind. To Assaih, Yachi was a rare and unique type of beauty, it was no brain teaser as to why she had been put into modeling at such a young age. Mephisto saw an opportunity and he took it. Many photographers would kill to just be in the same room as the girl with patchwork skin, resembling that of a calico cat, a calico cat that had two different eyes, one blue and one green. Despite the praise she still felt guilty, she knew deep down that it's a lie and she is as about as natural as a plastic surgeons favorite patient.

Yachi was taken aback by this, its not like she had never been complimented before, its just this time it felt a little different, he seemed genuine in his words and not like he was saying to fuel her ego for compliance, this made her face feel warm. "My name is Yachi Egin, you don't have a temptaint yet, do you you," she said, leaning in closer to him as she said that last part, hoping he wouldn't be embarrassed. Suguro seemed shocked, "how could you tell?" She had a gut feeling, most people can't tell she's a demon, all that is visible is her peculiar skin pattern. To those who haven't lived a life of an exorcist, her pointed ears and demonic, furry tails aren't visible, considering he hadn't said anything about them nor turn away and cower in fear, he either didn't care or didn't know and as much as Yachi wished he didn't care it was more likely he just didn't know. "I come from a family of exorcists so I have a knack for reading these things" she lied straight through her braces.

She gave him one last smiled before he turned back around to talk with his presumably two friends. she looked at the one on his left, 'he's small, like really small, and he has big ears like a little dormouse, I could eat him up in one bite and the other one, God his hair is stupid, who let him choose fleshy pink? There are so many different shades of pink that are so much cuter! He has to be gay, that's the only explanation! After her observation of the three infront of her she began to scan the rest of the room. There's those two girls from earlier, better steer clear of them, it looks like there are nine of us including me, I don't recognize those two boys. Why is he wearing a hood inside? Is he hiding something? Is it a fashion choice? is so its a bad one. He looks like a wannabe bad boy. He looks like he smells like soggy bread and milk. And that other one, is he asleep sitting up? Is that a puppet on his hand? Oh god. I have to be seeing things. This can't be happening. Why is he in here? I thought the exorcist world was supposed to be hidden from him. Why is Rin in the cram school? God I hope he didn't notice me, I don't know how to explain the whole 'I'm still alive' thing. It's Rin, if he had noticed he would have caused a scene so I'm probably still safe. It's not like I didn't want to tell him it's just that I need to take it one person at a time, starting with Dad. Is that Mephisto on his lap?'

After her scan of the room, like clock work, the classroom door swung open, revealing the demon pharmaceuticals teacher, Exorcist Shiro Fuji- Yukio Okumura?! What is Yukio doing in the classroom? He shouldn't be taking this class he already became an exorcist. A chill went down Yachi's spine and sweat began forming on her brow. She prayed to whatever higher being existed that between the distance, and the change in appearance, her two brothers would not recognize her. "WHAT? YUKIO!" God dammit Rin. She didn't have to worry about attention drawn to herself, because her older brother ever so kindly fixed the problem himself.

[tokiloki]

@inky-page Tumblr ate your ask I'm sorry but here you go. ❤️

💮 TR BOYS WITH A GIRLFRIEND WHO SPEAKS 4 LANGUAGES

🌸Characters : Rindou Haitani, Baji and Sanzu Haruchiyo.

🏵️Warnings/note : Fem reader/Second point of view (you, your) /Slight cursing. /Brief mention of drugs in Sanzu's part/ fluff/ slight crack/generally astonished boyfriends./ An au where all the manga pain doesn't exist/Canon divergence.

HARUCHIYO SANZU/ AKASHI::

-Your boyfriend was shocked when he found out. And honestly, he didn't find out in the best of ways.

- He was just lounging on the sofa while you took a shower, lazily flicking from channel to channel while waiting for you to come out.Thats when he heard what was one of the most terrible noises in his life, coming from the shower.

- He ran in panic as he heard you screech an impressive number of curses, some he didn't recognise as his language. He barged into the bathroom calling out your name, only to see you struggling with the shampoo stuck in your eyes. Screaming at everyone and everything.

"Y/N ARE YOU ALRIGHT?"

"HARU? DO I LOOK ALRIGHT?"

-He stood there for a hot minute, shocked at the number of different notes that flew from your mouth.

- Ignoring the situation, he simply leaned on the doorframe and asked about how many languages you spoke.

-You were going to kill him, no seriously because the shampoo in your eyes was doing wonders to your raging temper, only adding to the fuel.

"OOOH how interesting! How many languages do you speak Y/N darling? Do you attend classes or something?"

"HARUCHIYO SANZU, DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE RIGHT TIME? IS IT THE RIGHT TIME HARUCHIYO?"

"You're right, you're right, stop staring at me like that calm down."

-Since that day onward, he asked you the most random questions to date.

"Y/N sweetheart, what do you call cocaine in (language)?"

"Babe I swear I never researched drug or gun names in my language courses, let me sleep it's 2 am."

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"Y/N did the duolingo owl ever terrorise you into studying? Is that why you studied so many languages?"

"Haru shut the hell up before I go to sleep on the couch"

"You wouldn't"

"Keep talking and we'll see"

RINDOU HAITANI ::

-Honestly, you’re the one who told Rindou about your unique specialty , you admittedly actually hoped for some kind of astonishment, or amazement from your stoic boyfriend.

-Instead all you got from him was a cool shrug and a question of what languages you spoke, after that he just went back to scrolling absentmindedly on his phone.

-You knew Rindou wasn’t one for words, but still, it would’ve been nice if he showed a little enthusiasm -its not everyday someone speaking 4 languages appears. The thought crossed your mind before you could stop it.

Did he even care?

-It must’ve shown on your face because Rindou sighed, dropping his phone to the side and pulling you closer to his body, mumbling apologetic words, you squirmed, insisting you knew and that it didn’t hurt.

“Y/N I promise I care, you know how I am”

“Rin! No it’s alright, I know, don’t worry!”

-Your reaction didn’t satisfy him, even though you thought it did. In fact, you almost forgot the entirety of the tense incident, until a number of weeks later when it made it’s way back into your conversations.

-You two had been sitting on the couch, your head rested above his chest with his arm around your waist as you watched a boring movie. You were slowly slipping off into small bouts of sleep, eyes tired and head drowsy when you heard a quiet voice mumble.

“Y/N?

“What’s wrong Rin”

*in foreign language* “I love you Y/N, you know that right?”

“I love you too Rin-”

-Your eyes flew open in shock, tilting your head up to meet his dimmed violet eyes staring at you. He rarely ever commented on his love for you, but that wasn’t what shocked you, this time, he had commented in one of the languages you had thought he wouldn’t even recall.

“Hold on” 

-You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, peering up at him again, his face was dusted with a light blush, one you could barely see in the dark room. He averted his gaze away, blush darkening as you stared up at him in shock. Finally you spoke.

“Since when...did you even learn...that?”

“A while ago dumbass”

“A while ago?”

“From when...from when you told me you could speak a bunch of languages, I just thought to take one up.”

-Rindou wouldn’t say anything else regarding it after that, resorting to intense focus on the movie onscreen, he wouldn’t tell you but the look of hurt that had flashed on your face when you told him had him sinking in guilt.

-He recalled the deep anxiety he found himself sinking into, thinking that you thought the worst of him. He wanted to show you that the 'I love you's' he murmured were truly heartfelt.

-Ran said he was being over dramatic, but Rindou had honestly found no other way to prove to himself and you that he cared for everything you did and said. The warmth that bloomed through his chest at your excited smile was worth every minute he had spent trying to learn a language to connect to you.

That night, Rindou was free of his worries, which had all been soothed by your smile.

BAJI KEISUKE ::

-Listen, he is proud of you. He thinks that you're deservedly the smart one in the relationship, maybe the one smart person he will sit and listen to all day.

-When he heard from a friend of yours that you spoke four languages he was genuinely amazed, exclaming to you later on just how amazing and impressive that was.

-You even slowly began to realise that he was picking up on common phrases you used, his eyes would gleam over with pride whenever you said a single word, instantly bookmarking it for another day.

-To someone else it might have seemed like Baji was the multilingual one, but no he was just hyping you up every minute he could.

-It actually ended up being helpful as you helped him with language studies, he thought your methods were better than the teachers anyways.

-Baji was always motivated to do better by you and his desire to keep his mother happy, so motivated he found himself studying voluntarily, shocking the Toman members so badly to the point that you actually received a frantic call from Mikey asking if you had drugged Baji.

-You regularly answered multiple random questions from him, most of them were things like 'alright how do you say you're beautiful?' only to repeat your words with a cheerful grin, making you laugh at his cheesy techniques.

-Baji, despite all his wholesome actions, was also the first person to ask you for every possible curse in every language you spoke, grinning enthusiastically as you nervously recited words you wished you didn't know.

-Actually Baji even learnt curses you didn't know existed, saying that he was "merely deepening his knowledge"

-But all in all, Baji loves you and all your 'random mumbo jumbo' as he calls it. He's never been so proud to love a girl before, and he apologises for all the random questions he cursed you with.

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A/N : im sorry for how long this turned out. I got to Rindou and kinda got carried away, anyways first fic I hope you liked it! Reblogs and likes much appreciated 💖

[admiringlove]

[ii] scents, coffee and turtlenecks

+synopsis: hq boys and their scent, their coffee order and the turtlenecks they wear.

+genre: fluff lol; headcanons.

+characters: kageyama tobio, oikawa tōru, suna rintarō, miya osamu.

+warnings: literally just fluff man, unless you cry because of cute stuff.

+order: hi!! i saw that suggestions are open and i was wondering if you could do more of the scent coffee turtlenecks? they were really fun and comforting to read. they got me through a tough situation, so thank you! i hope you keep writing and keep growing <33 [by anonymous]

+author’s notes: hi anon! funnily enough, i had written some part of this and it was sitting in my drafts halfway done, but your ask helped me get through the rest of it. hope you like it, love. here’s part one!

— KAGEYAMA TOBIO.

his scent is calming. it’s strawberries and mint, and it refreshes you. it’s funny really, the way his favorite flavor of milk is strawberry and how he actually smells like the fruit. whenever you embrace him warmly, a cooling feeling washes over you—it feels like a day off. when you’re overworked and you need time to spend with self-care? yeah, tobio reminds you of that. he’s constantly telling you to take care of yourself more too(which is the irony in this situation). you feel a small pinch in your heart whenever he lets go of you(if he goes out of town for matches or gets up from cuddling). if he’s leaving the city for work, you’d shed a tear, telling him you’d miss him. and when you’d come back home, you’d wear any of his clothing. because kageyama reminds you of a calm afternoon, filled with the scent of strawberries and the alleviating agent like mint. 

he does not order coffee. definitely the type of person to go to the vending machine to buy flavored milk instead of getting coffee. he thinks coffee shops are a waste of time. why would someone pay ten extra bucks for average coffee when you can just get sweet milk from the vending machine? you definitely bully him for this(just point and laugh, [y/n]. point and laugh). he’d get all flustered and yell at you, but then he’d end up hiding his face on a pillow or something. you’d go up to him and hug him, which would lead up to kageyama asking you, “so... the next time you get coffee, i’ll just wait outside, okay?”. you laugh at him again, telling him that he didn’t have to wait outside, but then he retorts with how the barista looks at him weirdly after he asked her if they sold flavored milk. 

kageyama likes wearing a fixed set of colors. he’s not the type of person to go out of the ordinary and wear some absurd color like neon-green, but something like different shades of blue. he definitely doesn’t have two same colored shirts—even if they are, they’re in different shades. he mostly wears blue and black turtlenecks, but he doesn’t mind trying whites or greys either. he does blush every time you compliment him though, so maybe dial it down a little or he’ll combust(you don’t have to, you can just watch his brain go haywire then kiss his forehead to make him go redder than before).

— OIKAWA TŌRU

his scent is so sweet, it’s addicting. it’s either something floral like rose or lavender. or sometimes he’d go with the plain old smoked vanilla. his hugs are the best, really. they’re filled with the sweet aroma circling around the two of you as you inhale his scent. he’d stroke your hair as you hum against him in contentment, saying, “like the cologne, [y/n]-chan?”. you’d tease him, telling him he smelled like an eleven-year-old girl and he’d reply with, “hey! at least eleven-year-old girls know what they’re doing!”.

he does not like coffee. will straight up go to the barista and order the sweetest drink on the menu. this boy just does not do well with the bitterness of coffee. he doesn’t like it, and he’s in shock by how you can drink it so easily. “[y/n]-chan, how are you doing that?!”, he’d exclaim. you’d raise an eyebrow, asking him, “doing what, bub?”. although he really wants to melt at the nickname, he’d say, “that bitter monstrosity!”. this conversation leads nowhere except laughter and jokes, really. some teasing comments are thrown here and there; some criticizing oikawa for having such low tolerance for bitterness, and some at you for what an utter abomination you are for drinking coffee. tie the bow on the gift-box with a small teasing kiss and dancing in the kitchen without music at seven in the morning, because oikawa felt like it. your relationship is like the marriage of bitterness and sweetness—somewhere close to perfect.

he can wear anything and still look good. has a wide variety of turtlenecks—and he’ll definitely wear them according to his mood for the day. although most of the colors are on the lighter side, he has a few blacks in the mix as well. he likes the pastel-blue one the most(because, according to him, “blue is just my color, [y/n]-chan!”). he has the tendency to match with you. loves buying you the same shirts as him, because he thinks it’s adorable when you walk around with him and match his clothing. basks in the glory of when people look and compliment the two of you, and you blush(he thinks you’re cute, okay?). 

— SUNA RINTARŌ

suna definitely smells like cigarettes and lime basil. he doesn’t smoke often, it’s just the scented candles he buys online(he thinks it’s funny because the candles are cigarette-scented). you often tell him he stinks, but he knows you’re only poking around. he knows you love the scent he gives off when you hold on to him just a little tighter, just a little longer, just a little closer. the kisses linger for a smidge longer, and he knows. he knows you love his scent and he knows you love him. he’s not cocky about it until you tease him though, because if you do say he stinks, he’ll pull you into a passionate kiss(and obviously, you don’t pull away). after he breaks the kiss, he’d say, “if i really do stink, you wouldn’t be sticking to me like glue.”

his coffee is either completely black, or just a normal latte. he doesn’t like really milky, or sweet coffee. also most definitely just uses coffee as a way to stay up(suna likes nights more than days). he likes staying up late with you, doing homework or anything really, until you’re dozing off next to him and he’s left in comfortable silence. he’ll run his hands through your hair, his slow breathing silent and his sharp eyes softened just by looking at you. he likes coffee. he really does. he likes coffee because it helps him stay awake and watch you peacefully. he falls asleep by four in the morning, and now it’s your turn to watch suna sleep. you make him a mug of coffee and breakfast. it’s a leisure-filled morning, and rin loves every part of it. he won’t tell you he does though, because you already know. and he knows you do.

suna rintarō in turtlenecks is a sight for sore eyes. he has a lot of greens, blacks, and greys. his style is to effortlessly look good, so he doesn’t actually care about what he wears unless it’s to impress someone(*cough* you) or for work. if he doesn’t have the energy to do something that’s eye-catching, he’ll just wear a turtleneck and pair it with plaid pants to call it a day. man still gets stares from people because of how effortlessly cool he is. he’s not even trying, which is the best part. he looks so good(cue you drooling in the background because suna in a black turtleneck and green plaid pants is just wow). and if he’s actually putting in effort for a date or something, he goes all the way with the accessories. rings, necklaces, maybe even wears his reading glasses because they look good with his overcoat. olive green turtleneck and white dickies would definitely suit him. after all, he wants to look the best for you. 

— MIYA OSAMU. 

he has one of the most comforting, woody scents ever. he has two bottles—one vetiver(it gives a smoky scent and he usually wears it to work) and one patchouli(more woodland-ish kind of scent. he wears it when he’s going out with you or on special occasions). you love the way he smells, because honestly, the most comforting time of the day is when he comes back home, and the first thing you do is hug him. you’ll take the dinner he made for the two of you at the restaurant and set it up as he changes and freshens up. his aroma overcomes you as the two of you sit down an talk about your day through the meal. his tired grin and you small giggles enough to make you feel content. and man, he’s the best to cuddle with as you sleep. he smells so good, it’s kind of scary. in the mornings, it’s almost hard to let go of him so you can get to work.  

okay, we all know osamu is a sucker for food. but he’s also a pain in the ass when the two of you go to coffee shops. orders something fancy like café au lait, then continues to complain about how this particular coffee shop didn’t do the french drink justice. all the while, you’re just listening to him criticize the place(but you still love him, because he looks cute talking about the things he loves). you’ll leave the shop after an hour or so, and then just settle for a bowl of ramen from a small diner by your apartment because that seems to be the only thing that gets osamu off his high horse. by the end of the night, you’d tell him to quit acting like gordon ramsey. he’d retort by telling you that you would obviously prefer his food over gordon ramsey’s anyday(i mean, you can’t disagree with that. even if you tell him he’s being dumb, you know he’s right on the inside. osamu basically is a wizard with food).

osamu likes grey and black, and that’s about it. he’d try more stuff if you make him though. gets annoyed at the mall because you’re just picking out different colors for him to try and he’s just standing off to the side holding like ten different articles of clothing. he looks amazing in a chartreuse-green if you get him to wear it(will like how it look on his abs, he doesn’t tell you though). every canonical color suits him to be honest, just don’t go overboard with the neons or purples. he likes to keep it simple with the dark colors(black turtleneck osamu is a looker). and he definitely becomes all blushie-blushie if you tell him he looks pretty. looks away and puts his hand over his mouth a little(you should definitely take a picture of this, it looks so wrong and suggestive but it’s just him being a blushing mess). please, just hug him or something. 

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[hatsukeii]

hey! could i request boyfriend! sousuke, makoto and rin headcanons? 💕 thank you!

yusyusyusyusyusssss

lmao I’m straight binging free rn deadass alr done w s2 and it’s been like 2 days 

Sorry but Rin>>>>>>>>>>

Anyways onto the headcanons!!

All gender neutral btw:33

*Gifs are not mine:>

🌊Yamazaki Sosuke🌊

- Yikes I feel really bad for not liking him until the end of season two-

- But anyways,

- Sosuke is um... kinda dense I feel like. 

- Like he doesn’t really catch up on cues.

- The two of you could be out and there would be these girls staring at him.

- He would literally pay no mind and get confused when you start pulling him away.

- “(Y/n)? I thought you wanted to go into that store?”

- “Sosuke those girls are staring, we can come back later.”

- “Huh? So they’re staring, what’s the deal?”

- “Sosuke wha???”

- Yeah, that. 

- But don’t worry, he has eyes for you and YOU ONLY!!

- Lmao I feel like he’s popular with girls but he’ll just turn them down straight up.

- “Sorry, I’m not interested, and I already have a partner.”

- Yike feelsbadman.

- Okay aside from all that, Sosuke is honestly an AMAZING BOYFRIEND LJAHDAWHD-

- He’s very stoic in public, kinda harsh, but he has that one soft spot for you.

- Extra soft spot.

- With you he’s super caring, very sweet, protective, just sjkhncef yes.

- Definitely gets jealous sometimes when you’re getting too touchy feely with another guy.

- God forbid you to hug a guy in front of him.

- He isn’t one to boast or show you off, he’s very lowkey with the relationship.

- Not much PDA, maybe a little bit of hand holding or finger linking but that’s about it.

- When the first years found out you two were dating let me tell you they were shook.

- Momotarou was very, very jealous, to say the least.

- Probably didn’t get intimate until like months into the relationship.

- And no I don’t mean intimate as in sex but like kissing or sth like that.

- It took him some time to warm up to the idea of just a relationship, but kissing? Even longer.

- He had this mindset where it was like oh if I kiss her then I’ll start drifting out of focus and I’ll forget about swimming and then my dream is going to be out of reach and-

- Yeah, he still kissed you so...

- When he found out about his shoulder you were the first one he turned to.

- He couldn’t let other people find out, but he trusted you.

- Awww he was devastated.

- He definitely didn’t cry for hours.

- And he definitely didn’t make your shirt wet from crying.

- And he absolutely did not refuse to let go of you at night when the two of you were about to sleep.

- Great boyfriend material, 9/10 would recommend bc of the obliviousness.

🐢Makoto Tachibana🐢

- He’s the man.

- Like THE MAN.

- You’ve reached the top of the list.

- God DAMN HE IS SUCH A GOOD BOYFRIEND.

- He’s genuinely caring, understandig, a tiny bit awkward, super sweet, if husbando material was a person, this would be it.

- He likes PDA definitely, but not like extreme PDA.

- Hand holding, maybe an arm around your waist, occasional peck on the cheek in public, about that.

- Not one to show you off but wouldn’t mind doing that if anyone asked about it.

- “Yeah, I do have an amazing partner, thanks for asking.”

- Likes it when you play w his hair!!

- He’s just so supportive of everything you do oh god.

- You like gaming? Hell yeah, he’s cheering you on. You’re an artist? Draw him like one of your French boys. You’re a dancer? Hypes you up when you’re busting it down.

- Awww and he’s such a dork too!!

- If you guys have a movie night, pick a horror movie.

- Baby is so scared of the paranormal that he’ll be clinging to you throughout the entire thing.

- “Mako, it really isn’t that scary-”

- “We’re moving out if this apartment is cursed.”

- “Mako you don’t even live here yet.”

- Jumps so hard at jumpscares and just shoves his head into your neck even further.

- It’s like an extra cuddle session.

- Except you’re laughing your ass off and he’s so scared that his soul probably left his body.

- Very soft spoken, and he hates to argue.

- I mean if you guys fight you’d usually just feel bad and apologise first.

- *cough because he usually never picks the fights.

- Lots of bear hugs and cuddles!!

- Is the big spoon, will forever be the big spoon.

- Okay he tries to cook he really does.

- But he’s so clumsy oh god.

- Usually results in the food being weirdly sweet, or an entire bag of cheese accidentally dumped onto the floor.

- Thank god he hasn’t burned the apartment down yet.

- Just help him cook man he can’t do it himself.

- Good at pretty much everything else though.

- Actually enjoys doing domestic stuff.

- I feel like some of the swim club members were jealous of you-

- Okay maybe not jealous but definitely envious.

- Honestly it seems like they would happily take your place and date Makoto but can you really blame them??

- Overall 10/10 because he seriously tried to sell your apartment on eBay once after a horror movie.

🦈Rin Matsuoka🦈

- Oh god where do I even start.

- ROMANTIC.

- SUCH A CLASSIC ROMANTIC.

- THAT SHIT IS LITERALLY CANON AND I LIVE FOR IT.

- Definitely PDA.

- Will kiss you in front of people just to piss them off.

- Shows you off ALL THE TIME.

- “Oh you can cook? Well so can my partner.”

- “Oh you need help with maths? My partner’s amazing at it gimme a second lemme call them.”

- Lmao it kinda annoys the swim club.

- “Rin senpai, we know you’re not single, you don’t have to rub it in...” ~Momotarou

- Does he care? No.

- Cheeky little shit, I love him-

- Will get jealous very, very easily.

- “Babe, that dude was looking at you weird, can we leave and come back?”

- “Awww is my baby Rin jealous~?”

- “Shut up:)”

- Will not hesitate to fight anyone that hurts you.

- Takes you on the cheesiest dates.

- Beaches, stargazing, nice restaurant, libraries, anything that he’s seen in those old romance movies.

- And he’s such a gentleman when it comes down to it too.

- Holds the door open, gives you piggyback rides if you’re tired, literally kisses the back of your hand before every date, you name it.

- Oh my god I’m so in love w this cheesy awkward dork-

- He’s got a lotta shit bottled up so do expect him to get moody at times.

- Nothing a good cry and cuddle session can’t fix though.

- Likes to feel you curled up against his chest while he plays with your hair.

- Presses your head closer so you can feel his heartbeat just like those kdramas portray it it’s not like he watches them or anything-

- If he’s crying then you’re gonna have to do the cuddling.

- Do the same to him as he does for you when the two of you cuddle.

- Except also stroke his hair and tell him everything’s gonna be okay.

- He needs someone to show that they care thanks for coming to my ted talk.

- When you’re upset he’ll probably start crying too.

- He can’t stand to see someone he cares about upset.

- Hypes you up whenever he gets the chance.

- Will do stupid shit just to see you smile.

- He’s actually very emotional and sensitive, so please take care of him.

- The dynamics in the relationship though like wow they’re insanely good.

- The two of you are just straight vibing.

- Overall 11/10 because I’m clearly biased😌💅.

[shikamarubae]

War of the heart. pt7

Pairing:  Kakashi x reader, Itachi x reader

Summary: Kakashi and Itachi are getting closer to you but in different ways

Warnings: Mentions of death and suicidal thoughts

A/N:  English isn´t my first languge, please keep that in mind, i hope you like it.(i appreciate comments and criticism).

The ages and order in the events may not correspond to the anime canon.

The parts in italics are memories/dreams with memories.

Tags: @flowersgirl02 , @affection-rabbit ,  @dumb-dork  @jillanaholland              @ maybeisthemoon  itskindofafairything    yoongnysus

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Kakashi rested on a tree, away from the fire, from team 8 and especially from Genma, the man was making everything more complicated for him, his constant looks and his comments, directed at nobody but always reaching him, began to suffocate him .

He was not to blame for what had happened, he was not, or at least he was repeating it to himself, but every time he said it, his mind reproduced the moment you fell to the ground, looking at him with those eyes , eyes that would not let him sleep. He rubbed his face in frustration, trying to stop thinking, if something had happened to you, would he go back to a dark and deadlock like when Rin died? His own question made him curse himself, not even after the last discussion, after seeing you with tears in your eyes and after that you were in danger ... not even after that could he stop comparing you.

"Shit" he cursed himself hitting the wood next to him with his fist, he was unable to stop doing it ... after so many years, so many things and he still kept comparing you to Rin.

You just got dressed and collected all your hair in a ponytail, Kakashi only watched you as you did and undid it because you were not satisfied with any result, he approached leaning on you, so that you could see the two together in the reflection of the mirror you smiled and leaned on him, enjoying the little moment while he was distracted watching the strands of your hair.

-Maybe you should cut it- he said, still playing with it between his fingers, it would have been an innocent comment and you would have even considered doing it if it wasn't for the photo that was on the table in front of you ... if it wasn't for the conversation you had overheard between Asuma and Kurenai a few weeks ago.

You pulled away from the man and finished your ponytail, you didn't want to say it, you didn't want to bring it up, but you didn't feel like you could take it much longer either.

-Even if I cut it, I'm not going to be Rin- you said smiling at him through the mirror and Kakashi walked away from you.

-What's that for?

-Rin is dead and I'm not her, that's what I mean-your words might sound cruel but that was the reality.

-Do you think it's funny to talk like that? Of course I know she's dead, I don't understand why you act like that now, what's your problem?

-How long did it take you to say my name when we had sex? How long did it take you to look at me in intimate moments? I am not stupid, I have always been aware that i look like her, i thought it was just a coincidence but ... of course not.

Kakashi didn't say anything, he just went to the kitchen, to pretend he was doing something but not really doing anything, he just avoided looking at you.

"You ..." Your voice trembled for a moment as you approached him. "Do you at least love me?"

-I can't believe you're asking me this, why are you doing this? Why do you always have to do this? We are calm, we are fine, you always have to do or say something to ruin it. Do you think I don't know that you aren´t Rin? you are so...

"So what?" You asked without raising your voice, just wanting an answer. "Say it please."

-Forget it, you have nothing to do with her but you are right ....  I really hoped that the resemblance was not only physical-Those words did not come out with anger or bad intention, they sounded more like a defeat.

Your eyes were itchy and suddenly your throat had started to hurt, you couldn't even swallow your own saliva, much less talk, you didn't want to hear that, although you knew it, that was not the answer you wanted from Kakashi, to hear it with his own voice it was more painful than hearing it from the mouth of others or from your own thoughts.

You couldn't see his face well because your eyes were blurred by the tears that threatened to come out at any time, you took several steps backwards leaning on the counter, without stopping looking at the blurred image of the man you were in love with and without saying anything else you ran away , you did not know if he had called you or not, if he had run after you or not, because you did not see or hear anything.

Kakashi had been perplexed to see you look at him like that, just as you hadn't expected to hear those words come out of his mouth, he hadn't expected that reaction.

He had never seen you cry and he had just seen your eyes full of tears and how your usually smiling face twisted in several ways that he had never seen until leaving an expression of pain and supplication that was not expected to come to form on your face.  Kakashi expected you to be mad as always, to shout something but you didn't say anything, you ran off and then he realized that perhaps you had never understood your relationship the same way.

"Do you at least love Me?" He had been unable to answer you, he had not even thought that perhaps you really loved him, in that way.

-The trail they have found is about 8 hours from here -Genma said next to him in the tree, handing him some food, the man was tense and impatient because the trail was new and it was a trail of blood, so the more the time they wait to move forward the worse things could get.

-It is a trace of blood but it is too light for it to come from a fatal wound- he said trying to reassure him, -(YN) is strong. She can deal with this.

-When we find her and come back, what will you do?

-About what?

-You know I didn't like your relationship, but if she loves you, can you reciprocate?

-I don't know- he said, looking at the completely clear sky where all the stars could be seen -and it's the last thing I want to think about now-

-Why do you think they kidnapped her? Knowing her, she should have already been able to escape had she not ...

-Unless whoever did it is someone more dangerous than the usual.

Genma nodded analyzing all the information they had so far, the little trace they had obtained from (YN) had already moved twice and the amount of blood in the last one was very little, in addition there was not only a trace of blood but also a trail of cloth and soap, making it difficult to get an idea of ​​why you had been kidnapped and by whom.

-What is clear is that they want to use her for something and we have to get there before that happens- The man concluded and climbed down from the tree to speak to the three boys from team 8.

You saw the red stain on the cloth, blood again, no wonder you started coughing up blood, you had been bleeding from your nose for no reason for three days and your body temperature had dropped, you had hidden it from Itachi and Kisame as best you could but It became increasingly difficult to hide it from the Uchiha since it had been keeping you company for lunch and dinner for several days.

It was late and you were unable to sleep because of the sudden cough and cold that you felt, if you continued like this they would soon realize that you were sick, what would happen if they discovered it? Although you were irrationally confident that at least Itachi would not do anything to you, you were not sure if Kisame would agree to have to carry someone who might not be able to fulfill her mission. A few hours ago you had been informed of the plan that would take place in three days and as you had thought the first days, the skill they required of you was to cross barriers, they needed a sword that was hidden behind a barrier in a valley near there and apparently there was no technique that allowed to deactivate it, the only option they had was you.

You closed your eyes again, but the cold you felt pierced to the bones and it was impossible for you to sleep, in the room there were no more blankets so you went to Itachi's, with the idea of ​​asking him if they had more. You found the man lying on his bed and his eyes closed -Itachi- you called him from the entrance, without bothering to put a foot inside.

-Hmm-was all you received in response

You were going to ask him if he had a blanket but he interrupted you ..

- (YN) What do you think of death? -His voice came out of nowhere and his hand stretched out of bed in a gesture inviting you to enter and so you did, you sat on the edge, so you could see him while he followed with eyes closed.

Surprised by the question you looked at him thinking the answer-I think death is not bad for the one who dies, if not for the people who are left behind.

-Then, what's wrong with what I did? There is no one left to have those feelings, the bad part of death is not present in this case.

-And Sasuke? -You replied almost indignantly and Itachi opened his eyes, his gaze was severe -Even yourself, you also harbor those feelings.

-Do I have those feelings?- He asked looking at you as he sat up sitting on the bed, you nodded in response.

-Your eyes are always sad, Itachi...you are a sad man.

-You are right-his hand came to your forehead, pulling yourback -and I found a woman just as sad as me.

You smiled because it was true and he had not said it with any bad intention, you were a sad person, you always had been even if you deceived yourself with moments of joy.

The mention of the Uchiha clan massacre had caught you by surprise, just as you had thought he repented, remorse haunted him and he was fully aware of how miserable he was-Do you regret it?

-No, I would do it again- You were silent, feeling the warmth of his hand on your forehead, how a person who calmly said that he would kill his loved ones again could be so warm?

The mixture of your conscience saying that he was a ruthless killer, with how good it made you feel to be close to him made you feel an unpleasant feeling of dizziness, as if everything around you was chaotic and messy.

You dropped forward, resting your forehead on his shoulder and his hand moved to your back, accepting the gesture and hugging you

-Would you like to die? -You asked in a whisper-sometimes I think that it would not be bad to die, must be nice an eternity of calm.

-Soon-his voice sounded even lower than yours and you didn´t understand if he was talking about you or himself but you didn´t care, Itachi dropped onto the bed, dragging you with him, making you lie semi on top of him and covering both of you- You´re cold- he said and ran his hand over your forehead and hair, with your eyes closed you agreed and accepted the caress, getting closer to him and his warmth.

[fromzerotoeuphoria]

Addressing Haru’s Emotions Towards Makoto vs Rin (Season 1, Ep 11 & 12)

(ft. my low quality first attempt at gifmaking) 

So I was innocently looking up Rin and Haru meta on Google (I’m addicted to RinHaru meta plz send help) when I came across this little thread that tried to discredit RinHaru by comparing Haru’s emotional confrontation with Rin in S01E12 vs Haru’s emotional “thank you” to Makoto in S1E11.

Oh give me a break.

{gif from google}

Disclaimer before we dive in:

Now, I know this was posted by antis back when the shipwars within the fandom were at their worst, but I still wanted to address this because I myself am new to Free! and the fandom (I discovered Free! a couple of months ago in mid-July), and being so new to the fandom, these kinds of comments hit like they’re fresh, ya know? I know for me, finding posts of people defending both Rin and RinHaru against the hate really brought me comfort as a baby in the fandom, and I know there are new people coming into the fandom who may feel the same way.

Also, although many of these tumblr posts were written years ago, I still see this kind of stuff active on the internet: on youtube, anime forums, and even kpop forums, believe it or not. So there are still people out there who think these kinds of ways and say these kinds of things, and hopefully addressing posts like these will help highlight the inaccuracies in this kind of thinking...while, again, bringing a sense of consolation to other RinHaru shippers out there.

Makoto is my lil-big squish and I appreciate the MakoHaru friendship, so in no way am I trying to undermine their relationship because it is important (and there’s no way you can deny that Haru does love Makoto at least platonically). So though I may come off strong towards these types of MH shippers, it doesn’t mean I’m talking about all MH shippers and it’s certainly not towards Makoto. I will, however, place things in a proper perspective because I see a lot of exaggerating and misrepresenting going on in order to undermine just how much Rin means to Haru (which is baffling to me because it’s so obvious and CANON just how strongly Haru cares about Rin and wants him in his life).

And YES, I’m a RinHaru shipper. There is a possibility of ship-bias, but I do my best to be fair. Plus, I love these boys.

Well, let’s get into it.

(tl;dr in bold & at end of post)

...but telling Makoto “thank you” and that he “appreciates him being here for him” is overwhelming to the point that he can’t even look at Makoto while talking and feels the need to run out of his room in the middle of the night, the night before their super important relay.

So the scene with Makoto being referenced by OP is the MakoHaru scene in S01E11 in which both Makoto and Haru are in their hotel room the night before the big tournament. They’re in their respective beds, and Haru opens up to Makoto and thanks him for always being there for him. Feeling embarrassed as well as being unable to sleep, Haru leaves and goes for a run.

Then of course, the climactic scene of the whole season: Rin and Haru’s final confrontation. No need for me to summarize it because we ALL know what goes down:

last gif brought to you straight out of a shoujo manga ;D

Comparing Haru's reactions between these two counters is erroneous because so much about them is different, and thus Haru is coming from totally different places emotionally. 

These are two different situations under completely different circumstances (with two different people who hold different places in Haru's heart. Again, different). With Makoto, you had a sweet, heartfelt moment in which Haru opens up his heart to his best friend and thanks Makoto deeply (in his Haru-like way) for always being there for him, for being someone he can always depend on and lean upon for all these years.  With Rin, you had a culmination of so much raw emotion and misunderstanding between two friends who cared about each other—but thought the other person didn’t reciprocate—finally coming to a head-on collision. This has Haru in a completely different mental and emotional state when he confronted Rin than when he was with Makoto in their hotel room. 

Haru went through a whole freakin' lot over the years, even just in Season 1 alone. He just experienced an "existential crisis" of sorts in eps 8 and 9 after Rin told him he was never going to swim with him again, and Makoto was a big part of why Haru was able to overcome that feeling of blackness and discover his enjoyment in swimming relay (Rei and Nagisa and their team-manship being the other part of the reason). Makoto has been THE constant support in Haru's life, always supporting him from the shadows and taking care of him without ever asking for anything in return. I believe that in the excitement, anticipation and emotions of the entire team's journey thus far that brought them to that hotel room for their big tournament, Haru began thinking about everything that led up to such a big moment in their lives. And he knew that the major support in his life right there in the hotel room with him, and in this poignant moment, Haru expresses his gratitude.

(Sidenote: a confession of gratitude =/= a love confession, folks. I've seen people hype up that Shimizaki called it a “confession” from Haru to Makoto, and that Utsumi agreed, and so they somehow equate it to a "confession of love" when…sorry luvs, but no. In the same statement Utsumi says, "…it is a confession to his best friend.[…] this is the first time he openly expresses his feelings of gratitude for that consistent support." It’s a confession of gratitude, not non-platonic “love.”) [x]

And Haru being Haru, he doesn’t often express himself emotionally. The hotel scene was one of the few times Haru ever verbally expressed to Makoto how deeply he appreciates him, and of course, as someone who doesn’t express their emotions or feelings on the regular, he was embarrassed. I agree that it’s totally sweet and makes you uwu because Haru expressing his emotions is uwu, and the fact that he did it to his best friend Makoto who's BEEN deserving it makes it even more UWU. I totally understand how this scene is precious to MakoHaru shippers, and it should be for it was a very sweet and heartwarming scene between the two best friends (and it was about time Haruka expressed his appreciation to Makoto).

That being said, trying to use an exaggeration of what actually happened in that scene as ammo against Haru’s feelings for Rin is just...not it. Haru didn’t leave the hotel room solely because he was embarrassed about thanking Makoto, and certainly not because:

...telling Makoto “thank you” and that he “appreciates him being here for him” is overwhelming to the point that he can’t even look at Makoto while talking and feels the need to run out of his room in the middle of the night, the night before their super important relay.

 ...as OP claims. There were other factors that played a much more significant part in Haru feeling “overwhelmed” and causing him to “feel the need to run out of his room in the middle of the night before their super important relay”—one of those factors being said super important relay.

We know Haru is nervous about the tournament and can’t sleep because of it—Makoto even calls him out on this. Then shortly after, when Haru runs into Nagisa out in the town, Nagisa and Haru go to a nearby playground and Nagisa also asks Haru if he’s can't sleep because he's nervous. Haru tries to dodge the question (he doesn’t want to admit it, very on brand for Haru), but when Nagisa admits that even he’s nervous—and has been so since they got onto the bus—Haru is shocked and asks, “You are??!” He’s surprised that he wasn’t the only one feeling nervous about the tournament, which confirms Makoto’s observation from earlier: that Haru is nervous about the tournament and can’t sleep because of it. This along with him being embarrassed are why he goes out for the run. (But honestly, it makes way more sense to the story that it was primarily because of his nervousness about the tournament that he left the hotel room, not because he was embarrassed thanking Makoto).

Also, just pointing out: Nagisa reveals one of the reasons why Haru is nervous about the tournament (and therefore one of the reasons he can’t sleep):

Nagisa: “We’ll be racing Rin-chan tomorrow. That’s probably why you’re nervous.”

I know that some shippers out there (*eyes OPs*) would love to tell themselves that it was all just Haru feeling so overwhelmed with emotion from merely telling Makoto that he appreciates him, and that Haru just couldn’t handle sharing these emotions with the one he luvvvs so he runs out into the middle of the night because it’s all just TOO OVERWHELMING...

...but, that’s just not how it actually was.

YES Haru was embarrassed from expressing his appreciation to Makoto, but he was also nervous and anxious about the tournament—and about racing against Rin. Remember, the last time he raced Rin in ep 7/8, Rin won and told Haru he’d never have to swim with him again. That left Haru in a black hole; yet on the flip side, when he had raced Rin in middle school and won, Rin said that he was quitting swimming and in turn, Haru also quit competitive swimming because he thought he hurt Rin. So in Haru's mind: "beating Rin = losing Rin, which means I get hurt BUT ALSO Rin winning = never swimming with him again/losing Rin, which still means I get hurt." So you can imagine the apprehension, anxiety and nervousness Haru is dealing with from all these different uncertainties. (@skania​ explains Haru’s internal dilemma regarding beating Rin very well in this post; seriously you guys her Free! Meta is everything I'm in love with her posts, please go check her stuff out.)

 Haru being embarrassed with Makoto does NOT mean that, as the mh shippers in the OP are insinuating, Haru doesn’t actually care about Rin because he wasn’t “overwhelmed” with emotion enough to run from the situation, but instead was “just fine” during his confrontation with Rin. 

i still can’t get over the fact that Haru gets through the entire end scene with Rin face-to-face just fine (where they’re yelling about feelings and Rin’s crying on him and everything’s so amped up between them)

Umm…did you guys just skip over this entire scene that was legitimately the most emotionally-charged scene in the entire season?

Haru literally has tears in his eyes as he finally [and “desperately”] reveals to Rin how he really feels [x]:

Did you not hear how just seconds earlier, Haru was literally shouting his feelings to Rin, and how before that he momentarily fell back into a black hole at the thought of never being able to swim with Rin again?

Did you totally miss how even Nagisa pointed out that Haru wasn’t in the condition to swim their relay at their "super important tournament" because he was so devastated about Rin? Did you not watch as Haru risked his relay race at said "super important tournament" to go look for Rin—”running with abandon”—and reconcile with him?

Did y’all not watch the same anime as the rest of us in which the whole resolution is Haru and the rest of the guys willingly getting disqualified at the super important tournament just so they could have a chance to swim relay with Rin again?

Are you guys so obsessed with your ship that you willingly blind yourselves to what’s actually going on in the anime outside of your otp?

 Like I said above, Haru was in different emotional states in these two scenes:

With Makoto, Haru is embarrassed from emotionally opening up and expressing his appreciation for Makoto—something he does not usually do—coupled with his anxiety and nervousness about the relay.

With Rin, Haru is in pure relief that after all of this time, after all of these years, Rin feels the same as him and that he’s finally able to reconcile with his friend. 

What did the OPs expect, for Haru to run away from Rin in that scene because he’s so overwhelmed with emotion? Haru ran after Rin—he was DONE running away from Rin, and with Rin running away from him. This entire episode was about their reconcilement, not them running away from each other yet again. Haru is finally free from the emotional weights of his unresolved conflict with Rin, and what OPs claim to be Haru being “just fine” is in actuality Haru being utterly relieved and happy. Throughout the season, Haru had been wanting to feel free, but it wasn't until he and Rin reconciled that he actually achieved that freedom.Can you really deny the emotion in Haru’s eyes and smile during this scene? I mean, just look at him:

Do you really think KyoAni is going to have Haru be “jUsT fInE” after he finally made things right with the friend who had been haunting him ever since elementary school?

BOTH scenes were emotional for Haru. BOTH scenes were important for Haru, and for his friends involved. BOTH interactions evoked strong emotions within Haru because he loves and cares about BOTH Makoto and Rin.

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Tl;dr: Haru was much more (expressively) emotional in the entirety of ep12—let alone in the confrontation scene with Rin—than he was in the hotel room with Makoto. No one can honestly deny that, it's all over the animation and soundtrack and directing of the entire episode. This isn't a knock to Makoto and doesn't mean Haru cares about him any less than he actually does. However, the entire season was about Haru and Rin reconciling + the power of friendship, so of course their reconcilement would be the climax of the show. In addition, throughout the whole season Haru had such powerful emotions when it came to Rin, so it makes sense that their reconcilement scene would be one of the most, dare I say the most emotional scene in the show. That's not bias, that's just merely how it is.

[redxblueihateloveyou]

I wrote this just cause I noticed, I wasn’t the only one thinking about this happening. Tagging @rinmatsuokatrash, I know it’s not exactly what you wanted and I’m not a writer, but I know you were thinking about it, too <3  And yeah, I totally agree with "with how oblivious Rin is I feel like Haru could literally ask him to be his boyfriend, and somehow Rin would still misunderstand” post (he already told him to call, right to his face and he was still like “I really want to call him, but should I tho?” I was like “Nevermind, Einstein” lmao). But I honestly think that at one point a long time ago Rin thought that the possibilty of his feelings being requited was zero, and now he just idiotically thinks that Haru’s “I’m totally in love” face when he looks at him is meant for a tree behind him aparently *smh*

Here the link to AO3.

Just Be With Me.

Rin accidentally finds out what Hiyori said to Haru (cause I've been fucking dreaming about this since 3x04 lol). Which leads to an unexpected turn of events.

Set after arcades, but doesn't fit the canon timeline, since it's also set after Rinharu reunion and Haru isn't at camp.

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They were on their way out of the arcades, when Rin overheard Kisumi and Asahi actively arguing about something.

"He has some good qualities!"

Asahi only shrugged angrily.

"He’s an asshole!"

They were clearly still deep into the argument, that Kisumi has started with Sousuke about that Hiyori guy. Rin just shook his head, smiling. Pink haired boy was almost laying on Asahi's shoulder, while he was talking.

"He’s not that bad."

"You weren’t there. And you didn’t see Haru’s face when he said that. And he still didn’t even apologize. That asshole clearly knew, what he was saying. Haru looked miserable for days, he didn't even listen much, when I said that it was total bullshit. If it wasn’t for Nao-se.."

Rin found himself beside them, without even realizing it.

"What did he say?"

Asahi immediately lost his train of thought, startled by sudden interruption, and Rin tried to pull himself back, noticing that his tone was too harsh.

"Sorry..."

"It’s okay."

"What did he say? To Haru?"

Kisumi's face lit up with a grin, his eyes stopped on Rin's face, as if trying to find out if his guess is true, which Rin didn’t quite get and decided to ignore.

Asahi shrugged again.

"He said that everyone who swims with him ends up getting hurt, I just don’t get why Haru reacted like that. It’s a complete bullshit, that doesn’t make any sense."

Rin's blood went cold. He thought he hurt you, so he quit swimming.... Rei's voice resounded inside of his head. It felt like many years ago and at the same time like yesterday. To Rin it didn’t make any sense either, at a time. But he knew that Haru felt differently... Still? But he thought they cleared this up already. Rin frantically tried to replay all the events from that day. He clearly remembered saying to Rei that he never blamed Haru for anything that happened, but he just realized that he actually never said anything about it to Haru himself. But there was no way he could still feel that way. That felt surreal. Why? Rin's brain completely short-circuted.

He suddenly felt someone touching his shoulder.

"You okay?" Asahi was looking at him worriedly.

Rin shook his head, trying to get back to reality.

"Yeah, I’m... fine. Hiyo.." He turned around to look at the doors.

"They already left." There were clear hints of disappointment in Kisumi's voice.

Rin turned to Sousuke.

"You guys go without me. I need to..."

Sousuke just shook his head smiling and lightly waving.

"Go, Romeo."

Rin didn’t even hear him, already turning another way. It wouldn’t be the first time him and Haru unexpectedly needed to talk in the middle of the night. The only thing that Rin could think of right now is that he wouldn’t be able to sleep without talking to him after hearing that.

***

Haru was staring at Rin with wide eyes in the doorway, his hand froze on the doorknob. The pure shock in his gaze was quickly replaced with a flick of something that Rin couldn't quite identify, but what made him blush for some reason as he averted his eyes and awkwardly noticed.

"You shouldn't just open doors like that. It's not Iwatobi, you know. It's Tokyo."

When he raised his head again, Haru's face was already back to its usual unreadable self.

"Did something happen?" his voice was full of worry.

Rin shook his head. It was late and he didn't even know how to explain why he was here now.

"I.. I just needed to talk to you."

Haru just stepped out of the doorway, silently inviting Rin in.

"Actually we met Kisumi and other guys, when I was visiting Sousuke and I accidentally overheard them talking."

The door closed with too much force. When Haruka turned to Rin, his eyes were almost glossy.

"What is it?" His voice was tired now, no trace of the glint in his gaze, from when he saw him at the door. He looked as if he was expecting Rin to bring him mackerel, but got celery instead.

"I've heard about Hiyori."

Haruka rubbed his eyes, sighing. Honestly, this was the last thing that was on his mind.

"Do we really have to do this right now?" He snapped.

Rin furrowed his brows.

"You’re angry. Why are you angry?"

Haru took a deep breath. Seeing Rin's genuine concern made him feel embarrassed about his outburst.

"Sorry, I just.." His voice was barely a whisper. "It's because I thought you came here for another reason."

Red eyes got filled with confusion.

"What? Why would I come here?"

Haru chuckled bitterly.

"Of course. Why would you? You can go home, Rin. I’m okay now, promise. I forgot about what he said a long time ago."

"You're lying!"

"What's it to you, Rin?"

"Because it is about us! And I just want to know, why you let him think it was true!" Rin raised his voice, as he felt the anger filling him. Because that asshole was given the much wanted satisfaction of seeing Haru hurt. Because Haru was hurt and couldn't say anything back. Because he wasn't there with him. Because that asshole used him to hurt Haru. His Haru.

Rin tried to calm himself down.

"Did you think I lied, when I said that swimming with you was the only surprise I needed from that stupid party? Or when I said that without you I don't even see the point of this?"

Haru's eyes softened. He raised his hand for a moment as if he wanted to touch Rin, but then dropped it.

"No. I didn't. It's just..."

Haruka stopped for a moment. He honestly didn't know how to say this without it leading to him telling things he shouldn't. Rin's voice brought him back from his thoughts.

"Talk to me, please."

Haru felt himself giving up, catching the warm look in red eyes.

"I can't get this out of my head, you know." He said weakly. "A thirteen year old you sitting on the pool tiles and crying, because of me."

Rin winced. God, how many times since he grew up, he wanted to relive that moment and do everything differently. He looked into Haru's eyes, desperately trying to put everything he felt in these words.

"Never because of you. I swear, never once the thought of blaming you for anyhing has crossed my mind, Ha..."

"I know. Rei told me. I know you weren't. But I thought it was me. For four years I thought, I was the reason for that, and it just.. I can't get it out of my head. Just the thought makes my stomach turn and I can't sleep and I still can't get used to this."

The last time Rin heard Haruka talk this much was when he was yelling at him on that bench. Haru took a deep breath to calm his voice and smiled sadly.

"I think, I've felt like this just three times in my entire life, and I still don't know how to deal with this."

Rin watched him carefully, before asking, "W.. What made you feel like this the second time?"

Haruka eyes drifted, like he was reliving something. I don’t have to swim with you ever again. Ever. His voice was distant when he simply answered.

"You."

Rin swallowed hard, feeling like he was about to puke and already dreading hearing the next answer.

"And.. and the third?"

Haru's face flinched, as if he was in pain, his voice was barely a whisper, when he finally said, "Can we not do this, please? It’s humiliating."

Rin lowered his gaze to the floor, unable to meet the bright blues.

"I’m sorry. I..."

But Haru interupted him as soon as he started to speak.

"I didn't mean it like that.." His voice was much clearer now and yet sounded so much softer, that it made it made Rin raise his eyes again. "What do you have to be sorry for? It’s my problem, not yours. Besides..."

He froze for a moment, as if considering, if he should finish the next phrase. The second of the vulnerability in his eyes was immediately replaced with determination, as he looked right into Rin's eyes.

"...if I got to pick the happiest moments in my life, they’re all about you, too."

Rin felt like his heart actually stopped for a moment. There's no way Haru meant it like that. He cleared his throat.

"Don't, don't just say things like that so easy."

"E..easy?" Haru looked at Rin for a long time, his gaze still unreadable. "I just said the truth."

Rin let out a quiet chuckle, that meant to be sarcastic, but turned out sad.

"Right, sorry."

For a second he thought, that he saw Haru's face turning ever more pale.

"Right, sorry?!" Behind the irritation in his voice, two words were filled with so much hurt that Rin felt his blood going cold. "Well, don't be, it’s not your fault, you don’t feel the same."

Rin froze. It can't be. But there's no way those words can be interpreted any different. No, there's no way he heard this right.

"Haru... you’re killing me, it can’t..." Rin ran his shaky fingers through his hair. "But you can't be. In love with me?"

No, with Gou sarcastically remarked Haru in his mind. He couldn’t believe that this absurd idea of him being with his sister somehow has crossed Rin's mind already three times in his lifetime, but not once he would think about him being Haru's second half.

"Go home, Rin."

"You didn’t answer my question."

"I don’t think it’s fair Rin. I think, I’ve said enough already."

"Will you please look at me?"

Hearing a shaky voice, Haru lifted his head only to meet eyes, that were staring at him so intently that he suddenly forgot how to breathe. He honestly just felt very tired. Of everything. And of this stupid constant pretending.

"I love you" Haru’s voice was very soft and quiet, but his eyes were full of challenge. "That's what you wanted to hear, right?"

"It’s not funny."

Haruka’s eyes grew a bit wide, when he suddenly swallowed and turned away, before saying, "Can you please leave, Rin?"

The barely heard shudder in his voice by the end of the phrase felt like a bucket of cold water. Suddenly Rin was shaken back to reality. Cause Haru would never joke about something like that.

Haru was in love with him? Haru... the one that made his heart an absolute unrecoverable mess throughout all these years... the one he wanted so badly, it hurt sometimes, wanted him back? Rin never even allowed himself to think about this possibility. He forced himself to take a shaky breath.

"You’re serious.. you’re actually serious."

The relief that filled his heart at this moment was so sudden, that he felt his eyes become watery. He never even realized that this feeling he tried to keep as deeply buried as possible was weighting down on him so much. It's like there was a constant hurt inside of him that he got used to living with, that has finally stopped. Rin needed to touch him. He caught Haru near the door, grabbing his wrist and forcing him to turn around, only to find himself eye to eye with a dreary blue gaze. Rin's hand traced Haruka's cheek, catching the wet trail and just like that the pain in his heart was back again. He made him cry. He never saw Haru cry. Rin buried his face in Haru's neck and felt a shaky hand on his hair.

"It's okay, Rin. Really. I'm gonna be fine..."

Only then Rin realized that he didn't even say anything. Was he.. was Haru just comforting him after thinking that he was rejected? Rin felt tears falling down on Haru's neck, when he pulled him closer, wrapping his arms tightly around the slender figure.

"I love you." Rin breathed out in a wet warm skin. He let his hand trace Haru's neck and felt the body in his arms tense. He forced himself to raise his head a stared straight into the disbelieving blue eyes. "I love you."

His mouth crushed into a slightly opened lips with such fervor, that the fingers in his hair harshly gripped the red strands. Haru's body shuddered in his arms as if was holding his breath for too long. His other hand trailed down Rin's stomach, until it found the way under his shirt and his arms got wrapped around the hot naked skin. Closer, he needed him as closer as possible. When Rin's teeth slightly grazed Haru's lower lip, he let out such a sinful moan, that Rin started to shake. Haru... Haru was so warm, no, he was buring in his arms. His legs quivered, when he felt Haru's tongue licking it's way past his lips. As if sensing that, Haru grabbed Rin's shirt and pulled him, while taking two steps back until his back hit the door. They pulled back for a second, taking a breath and catching each others eyes, still so close that their noses were touching.

Haru's hand found it's way behind Rin's ear, brushing the sensitive skin. "I've missed you. I’ve missed you so much."

Rin kissed the tip of Haruka's nose, his cheekbone, the corner of his mouth, thumb gently stroking over red swallen lips.

"Feels like I'm dreaming."

Haru let out a little laugh, but it still sounded almost painful.

"Stupid.." He breathed out into Rin's mouth, pinching his earlobe.

Rin's eyes slowly traced Haru's face and he felt himself blush. Haruka was just an absolutely beautiful mess. His eyes were still glazed with unshed tears, but were shining so brightly, that Rin found it hard to look away. He looked... he looked so breathtakenly happy, that Rin felt his chest clench.

"I'm sorry, I made you wait for so long."

Haruka's fingers under Rin's shirt thoughtlessly went up and down his ribs, making Rin shiver.

"Maybe... maybe now is better." His eyes drifted for a second. "I'm not sure, I could've let you go to another continent after that."

Rin laughed breathlessly, suddenly felling very shy.

"You want to... Will you go out with me?"

Haruka's eyes glinted.

"No."

Rin visibly flinched, his arm slightly loosened his grip around Haru.

"N..no? Sorry, I didn’t mean to assume that..."

"No, stupid" Haru's eyes softened. "Just... be with me. I.. I really need you to just be with me. So... skip the dates, okay?"

Rin's head dropped to Haru's shoulder, as he tightly wrapped himself around him, hiding his face. He can really stay with him, for as long as he wanted. He felt the lump in his throat, as tears of relief soaked Haru's shirt, when he barely whispered, "Deal."

Haru was still holding him in his arms, when he suddenly softly chuckled, making Rin raise his head.

"What?"

Haru's hand cupped Rin's cheek, brushing the soft skin.

"Just thought for a second, that maybe, we should thank Hiyori next time we see him."

Rin eyes flashed, when he angrily mumbled under his breath, "Sure, right after I punch him in the face."

Haruka chuckled again, wrapping his arms around Rin's neck and lightly brushing their lips together.

"Deal."

[cyhyr]

Summer of Whump Day 10: Trapped

Fandom: Naruto

Rating: G

Pairing: Implied Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka

WC: ~1375

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Notes: References to canonical character death. Time loop (ish?). ANBU Iruka. A character believes momentarily that they are hallucinating.

A/N: *Taps fic* This baby can hold so many bad tropes. And I'm okay with that. Also, I'm aware of the past-tense/present-tense change and I did it on purpose. What purpose? Your guess is as good as mine.

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Kakashi woke up calm, rested, and hungry. He went to the sink and started the faucet, then tilted his head and turned it back off. Why did I… I didn’t dream of Rin, everything’s okay.

He dressed, locked up, and went out to wander the village.

…

Kakashi woke up calm and hungry, but feeling like he could have slept another few hours. He went to the sink and turned on the faucet but… no, everything’s okay.

He dressed, locked up, and took to the roofs to find some breakfast.

…

Kakashi woke up wondering why he couldn’t remember what he did yesterday. He looked around his apartment and his eyes caught on the sink, where he got the urge to wash his hands but—

He dressed, found a granola bar for breakfast, and lounged on his bed to read.

…

Something is wrong. Kakashi wakes up and doesn’t remember going to bed. Hell, he doesn’t remember most of what happened the past few weeks.

He doesn’t stop to lock up, just hits the roofs and heads for the Hokage Tower. The windows are open in Tsunade’s office, so he slips in.

“What is it, brat?” The Hokage didn’t even look up from her work.

“I need a mission.”

“Another time,” she waves him away. “Go enjoy the village. You don’t get to do that much, do you?”

Kakashi turns around to leave, more suspicious than when he arrived.

…

He wakes up back in his apartment and is certain he’s stuck in a genjutsu. He can’t remember anything, only that he’s calm and relaxed but also has the desperate urge to wash blood off his hand. He folds his hands together and mutters, “Kai,” but nothing changes.

Kakashi gets dressed and leaves. He has to figure this out somehow.

On his walk around the village, Gai catches his attention. “Rival! You owe me a challenge!”

Normally he would humor him, but… “Later, Gai, I promise,” Kakashi waves at him and grimaces apologetically. “I have a puzzle to figure out.”

“I shall find my own riddle to solve then! And if you solve yours first, I will—”

“That’s great. Hey, actually, before you leave,” Kakashi wanders closer to Gai and tries not to fidget, “could you do me a favor?”

“Anything for you, Esteemed—”

“Break the genjutsu I’m under,” he says, finally holding out a hand.

Gai looks down at his hand, then back up to his face, and then begins laughing. “Your sense of humor is so hip and cool,” he declares, and then turns and walks away.

…

Kakashi wakes up and groans. He can’t remember what happened yesterday, or any of the days before. He doesn’t have a concussion and anyway, hasn’t been out of the village recently enough to have gotten one.

Something niggles at his mind, that’s not right, but he gets up and focuses on the faucet. Why is he focussing on the…?

He goes out to wander.

It takes him most of the day to realize that he doesn’t recognize anyone in the village, even though they all smile and wave—and isn’t that odd in itself? Most people avoid him, either due to his reputation or Icha Icha. But today he almost seems popular. It’s unnerving and he’s not fond of having so many eyes on him.

“There’s a seal.”

Kakashi looks around for the voice, for whoever said that, but he is in a civilian district and no one is having a conversation about seals. He knows that voice but he can’t put a name to it.

“As we thought. Can you remove it?”

A different voice this time, one he’s still familiar with, and Kakashi looks around carefully but still can’t—

…

Kakashi wakes up calm and well rested, but it quickly fades. He’s still in bed and he hears voices murmuring around him, discussing a seal, vitals, genjutsu—

He looks down at his hand and sees blood. He rushes to the sink, pulls down his mask, and heaves. After, he rinses vomit down the drain and washes his hands for an hour.

He sits down on the floor and brings one knee up to his chest. The room has changed; he's not in his apartment anymore, but a small windowless white room. He looks down at himself and finds his uniform gone, replaced by white hospital scrubs.

He can’t smell anything, can’t hear anything besides his pulse in his chest. The room is bright and too clean.

How did the blood get on his hand? How did he wash it off; there’s no sink in here.

“I need a little more time.”

Kakashi perks up at the sound, but there’s no one else here. He sighs; he’s been in solitary for long enough that he’s beginning to hallucinate. At least he’s not hungry.

“He might not have more time.”

“Then find a way to give him some!”

“How—”

…

“I’ve got it. Careful, now, he could be aggressive coming out.”

…

Kakashi blinks and he’s in a cave, he’s in his apartment, he’s in the white room; back in the cave. It’s fuzzy, but he can focus on the pressure on his shoulders holding him down. He’s kneeling, his hands in his lap, and around him is a team of ANBU. His thighs ache. Where’s his shirt? Where’s his mask?

“Senpai? Are you with us?” Tenzō is on one knee in front of him, still behind the Cat mask.

“There may still be lingering effects,” Owl mutters. They’re turned to watch the rest of the cave; Kakashi's grateful Owl is giving him the privacy they can. “If he can move, we should leave.”

Kakashi can’t find the energy to speak. He feels like he's gone a week—or more, maybe—without proper sleep.

“Fox, how’s the removal coming?” Tenzō asks.

“Frustratingly fascinating,” comes the voice from behind him. Startled, Kakashi turns his head to look over his shoulder, but two fingers to his chin keep him facing forward. “Sorry, Hatake-san, but I had to remove my mask earlier. I can’t have you knowing, can I?”

But he does know. He knows that voice. And when they get back to Konoha, he’s going to corner Iruka and ask when he tested for tokujō and enlisted in ANBU.

“Can you do it on the road?” Owl asks.

“It’s still linked to this space,” Fox-Iruka responds. “Five minutes.”

Tenzō sighs. “We’ll give you what we can.”

Kakashi’s awareness is returning to him in bursts, and indeed he can feel the seal drawn on his back and the fresh ink drawn over it. Of course Iruka would have made tokujō based on his fūinjutsu; and of course ANBU would have snatched him up as soon as possible after that.

“Hatake-san,” Fox mutters. His breath is inches from Kakashi’s shoulders. He fights the chill. “I’m going to release this now. Based on how the seal read, you may feel a discharge of chakra or your own may flare up.”

Kakashi nods. He glares at Tenzō and tries to tell him don’t let Iruka get hurt without moving. Tenzō, bless him, gives him a subtle nod back.

Iruka puts his palm in between Kakashi’s shoulder blades, then pulses his chakra and says, “Kai,” at the same time. He can feel the seal shatter across his chakra and he doesn’t hold back the wince. But there’s no discharge nor a flare, and so Kakashi is left breathing hard and remembering the weeks he spent in the genjutsu—weeks, days, hours… oh, hours in real time, though it felt like weeks.

He hears the shifting of porcelain behind him, and turns to see Fox packing up his ink and brush into a storage scroll. “Ir—Fox,” Kakashi says, and it’s the first thing he’s been able to say since he was sealed. Iruka looks over at him. “Thank you.”

Fox shakes his head. “Cat and Owl found you. I’m just here for the seal.”

“Still,” Kakashi turns to the others and nods. “Thanks.”

Tenzō hands him a shirt—one of his own, with a high neck he can pull all the way up and over his face. Kakashi dresses and stands, letting Tenzō lead the way out of the cave, Fox and Owl taking up positions at the back.

[kanamesharisenwrites]

kh’s story snippet celebration sendoff, entry #3

Oh, I had so much fun with this twisted plunnie! And even though only the opening scene is complete, I did finish a first draft for the entire fic (which I’ve included). It’s rough and vague, but the whole plot concept is there!

Inspired by the story, The Ones that Walk Away from Omelas, by Ursula K Le Guin.

Fandom: Naruto Pairing: Kakashi Hatake/Sakura Haruno Word Count: 2217 Genre: canon-divergence!AU, drama, angst Rating: M Warnings: brief profanity, abduction, manipulation, brainwashing, dark fic

... [ kingdom come ]

"Where's Sakura?"

"Gone, obviously." Sasuke laughs, bloody spittle coating his lips. He groans as he pulls his body off the ground. Swelling from a large contusion over his left eye mars his fair face; there is a matching one at the base of his skull. His right arm, severed and cauterized, lies in the dust a few feet away. "If he didn't kill her, Tobi probably took her. He likes shiny new toys."

Kakashi bristles and widens his stance as Sasuke walks towards him. "I want to know what happened. Now."

"Relax, old man, I'm not looking for a fight." Sasuke picks up his arm and throws it over his shoulder. "Sakura told me to get my head out of my ass and go home. That's what I intend to do."

Kakashi eyes Sasuke with suspicion, searching his demeanor for tells of dishonesty. "After all these years, you’ll forgive me if I doubt your word. It's all a little too easy, don't you think?"

"Easy?" Sasuke scoffs and levels Kakashi with a hard stare. "I knew she only wanted to join me so she could capture or kill me. I decided to kill her first – chidori through the heart." A smirk twists Sasuke's mouth, sharp and cruel, as he watches Kakashi flinch. "One stab and I'd permanently slice through those bonds Naruto rants about. Only it didn't work. Her chakra neutralized my chidori when she grabbed my arm." Sasuke shakes his head, and his smirk softens. "What the hell have you guys been feeding her, anyway? She's as strong as a fucking ox."

Kakashi shrugs. "Ask Lady Tsunade."

"Figures. Sakura managed this," Sasuke gestures to his missing arm, "with nothing but a chakra scalpel. Pulled the rest of it through her body like she was unsheathing a sword. Then she beat me unconscious with my own severed appendage. Last thing I saw was the hole in her chest close up like it'd never been there."

 "You were a fool to underestimate her."

"So were you."

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[ .oOo. ]

Shikamaru gives Kakashi his weekly “state of the village” report.

Kakashi asks about Sakura sightings; there’s been none.

Shikamaru turns to leave, but stops. Tells Kakashi he thinks it’s time to give up the hunt.

After Shikamaru leaves, Kakashi stares out the office window and wonders aloud why he’s still there when everyone important to him is gone.

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Sakura comes to him in a dream. She’s older - ethereal yet weary-looking. She reminds him why he needs to stay, about the good he brings to the village, to the world. When she goes to leave, he chases her, promises to find her. She looks puzzled.

“Why, sensei? I was never lost in the first place.”

Kakashi wakes up in tears.

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[ .oOo. ]

When Kakashi makes his weekly trip to the memorial, Karin is there. He’s tired and his memory is fuzzy; he doesn’t remember her at first. When he does, he’s surprised. He didn’t think she’d stay in the village without Sasuke.

“Visiting Konoha, huh?”

“Hardly.” She huffs. “I never left.”

“Strange. I never see you around.”

“I keep a low profile. The village isn’t especially kind to Orochimaru’s castoffs.”

“Why do you stay, then?”

Karin pauses, her fingers hovering over Sasuke’s name. When she speaks, it’s slow, deliberate.

“Because that’s what he would’ve wanted. For me to carry on in his stead.”

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[ .oOo. ]

Kakashi dreams of Sakura again. She seems disconcerted that he acknowledges her - you weren’t supposed to know that I’m here, sensei - but speaks with him anyway. It’s a soft, gentle conversation, and it lulls him into a deeper, dreamless sleep.

He wakes up more rested than he has in a long time, but his mind anxious.

Sakura seemed too sentient for a figment of his subconscious.

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[ .oOo. ]

Shizune comes to see him, asks how life as Hokage is going.

Kakashi admits it’s boring - too much paperwork, too little action. Village life has become too idyllic since the end of the war, to the point that it feels unnatural.

Shizune says she feels it too.

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Kakashi starts dreaming of Sakura every night. 

He tells her silly stories about the new batch of genin trying to unmask him. She shares some of Tsunade’s most “creative” teaching techniques.

She asks him how the village is doing. He tries to explain how it’s so perfect it feels wrong, but can’t quite find the words. Her coy smile suggests she understands anyway.

He asks her to stop calling him “sensei.” She laughs and calls him “Lord Hokage.”

He thanks her for keeping his nightmares at bay. She asks him what his nightmares are, but he doesn’t answer.

After a few nights where he dreams they walk through the forest without talking, he finally opens up.

Before her, he dreamed about lightning and blood: his chidori through Rin’s chest; Obito crushed and plucking out his own eye in offering; Naruto and Sasuke’s lifeless bodies on the battlefield still holding hands; searching for Sakura in an endless maw of darkness.

Sakura holds his hand and cries. Her hand feels so real, so warm and solid, that it wakes him up.

In his next dream, he confronts her. Begs her to tell him where she went, what happened to her. Sakura goes pale. When she tries to speak, she writhes in pain as if the words she meant to say were choking her. She falls to her knees and looks up at him, still no words falling from her open mouth. But he sees it - the Root seal on her tongue. 

He wakes up angry.

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[ .oOo. ]

Kakashi calls Sai to his office and asks questions about Root. Even though it’s been years since Danzo’s execution, Sai can’t answer and it leaves Kakashi frustrated as well as angry.

That night, Kakashi doesn’t dream of Sakura. He dreams of the absence of her.

He dreams about capturing Sasuke and bringing him back. Of entrusting Sakura's rescue to Naruto and Sai. Of their return, empty-handed.

He dreams of Naruto’s grief and anger and disbelief - that Root (Danzo) captured Karin, but found no trace of Sakura. Of Sai's silent lips and clenched fists.

The memories fall away and Kakashi calls for Sakura in the dark void of his dream until his throat is raw. 

She doesn’t come.

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[ .oOo. ]

Kakashi sees Karin at the memorial again.

She seems agitated, on edge, but she extends a gruff invite to her place for tea.

He declines.

She tells him she lives in a small house painted yellow at the foot of Hokage Mountain, if he changes his mind. 

That night he dreams of Obito, of the Tobi mask falling away revealing his old teammate. Of cruel taunts - so, poor, tragic, Kakashi lost another kunoichi - and cryptic denials - come on, Kakashi, I’d need more than one Sharingan to capture that sweet little cherry - and unfounded accusations - sounds like an inside job, if you ask me. 

Kakashi wakes in a cold sweat.

Then he goes in search of Karin’s house.

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[ .oOo. ]

Karin seems almost relieved to see him. She opens the door and he steps inside. Immediately, he can feel it; Sakura’s chakra signature rolls over him like a wave.

Karin leads him to the basement.

Sakura sits in a dingy, old recliner in nothing but a bra and training shorts. A crown of wires connects her to a wall of softly whirring machinery. She opens her brilliant green eyes and smiles.

“Kakashi!”

He turns to Karin. “Unhook her. Now.”

“It’s not as simple as that. If we--”

“If you don’t do it, I will.”

“No, you can’t!” Sakura screams. “If you do, the village will be destroyed!”

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[ .oOo. ]

Kakashi sits silently fuming in a meeting with the village council and the daimyo. They throw a lot of facts around: higher birth rates, reduced healing times for injuries, near elimination of sickness, increased shinobi numbers and quality, improved financial stability, etc. It doesn’t take long for him to realize.

“You authorized this project of Danzo’s.”

“Of course. How else do you think he got the technology to accomplish such a feat?”

“I suppose it’s pointless to petition for this project’s end.”

“We truly are sorry, Kakashi. We didn’t know your kunoichi was the one chosen for the experiment. But it has turned out so well for the village. I hope you understand.”

“I do,” Kakashi says. 

He walks out.

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[ .oOo. ]

Kakashi visits Karin and Sakura again, asks them to tell him everything they know about Sakura’s situation: unhooking Sakura will reverse all the good her chakra network has accomplished.

Absolute, utter destruction, they say.

Kakashi seethes. “Danzo was a fucking liar.”

“Maybe.” Sakura shakes her head. “But I can’t take that chance.”

Kakashi storms off.

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[ .oOo. ]

Kakashi summons Shikamaru.

“The safety of our civilians has been weighing on me.”

“You know something I don’t?”

“Just… been thinking. How many times has a significant threat infiltrated our security in your lifetime, Shikamaru?”

“Point taken. What do you want to do?”

“I want you to develop a village-wide evacuation plan. Be sure to include provisions for temporary shelter and two week’s worth of rations for every family. I expect a working model ready for drills by the end of the month.”

“Yes, Lord Hokage.”

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[ .oOo. ]

Kakashi arrives at Karin’s house with Sai. He tells her to leave, to follow the rest of her neighbors to their designated rendezvous point.

“She’s gonna hate you.”

“I know.”

When Kakashi enters the basement, Sakura is waiting for him, ready to strike. 

“Don’t make me fight you.”

“It’s time to let go, Sakura.”

“I can’t. The village will collapse and people will die. I can’t have that on my conscience. I can’t be why Konoha disappears!”

“Konoha isn’t a place. It’s the people who live with the will of fire in their hearts. And those people have been evacuated. They are safe. Konoha will survive.”

Sakura squares her shoulders and chin, digging in her heels. “I’m a kunoichi. My purpose is to be of use to my village, no matter the sacrifice.”

“You are of more use to your village free than you will ever be wasting away in this damned basement!”

“But the village--”

“Fuck the village. It can burn to the ground as long as I know you’re safe. You’re it, Sakura. You’re all I have left.” Kakashi's voice cracks. “I can’t lose you to this.”

Sakura lowers her fists. “I’m scared.”

“I know. But it will be okay, I promise.” Kakashi presses the button on his earpiece. “Shikamaru, are we good to go?” After the affirmative answer crackles in his ear, Kakashi turns back to Sakura. “Do you trust me?”

Sakura nods.

“Sai is waiting for us upstairs. He’s ready to fly us out of here if needed.” Kakashi takes her hand. “Tell me what to do.”

“You’re sure everyone is safe?”

“I’m sure.”

“Flip that lever.”

The rumbling begins almost immediately. Kakashi scoops her up, pulling the crown from her head and smashing it to the ground. Sai spies them from his perch on his ink bird and if he’s surprised by Sakura’s presence, he doesn’t show it. They fly away, watching as a crater of rubble forms where Konoha once stood.

Sakura weeps as Kakashi holds her to his chest.

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[ .oOo. ]

There are a lot of questions. He answers them as honestly and as vaguely as he can, leaving Sakura out of the story altogether. Some people are scared. Some are angry. Most are just thankful for their tents, their food, and their lives. This isn’t the first time they’ve had to rebuild.

After the village settles down for the night, Kakashi patrols the perimeter of the wreckage. The only thing left intact is the memorial stone. He stands there for a long time reading the names carved on its surface. The moon rises and the first chill of autumn settles in his bones.

Someone takes his hand… Sakura.

“Do you regret it?” she asks.

“No,” he answers. She shivers, so he pulls her into his arms. “Do you?”

"Yes."

The word leaves her on an exhale, as quiet and forceful as the wind. A tear escapes her, splatters against the chilled skin of his forearm.

"It's gut-wrenching, knowing what my freedom cost. I think a part of me will always feel that way." She runs her fingers over their teammates' names, slow and reverent. "But one day, maybe..."

"Then I'll hold onto it for you."

She glances at him over her shoulder, confused. "Hold onto what?"

He breathes in deep, squeezing her tight. With a kiss to her temple, he answers, "The hope for that one day."