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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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it’s self-love day every day! if you receive this in your inbox, list 5 things you love about yourself and send this to 5 of your favorite blogs! 💌
BAAABYYYY 💕 okay just for u
1) my sense of humour
2) my ability to get along with most people
3) my laugh
4) my hair
5) my eyes
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effeminateboyninja · 1 year ago
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hi there 😁👋🏾 you are a cutie pie everyone on tumblr should know 💛👍🏾
is that a tayla bby in my inbox? AT 6AM??! you’re lucky you’re cute (and complimenting me), or else i’d have to like… shake my head disapprovingly
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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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Hi hehe 😁👋🏾
YOU BETTER HAVE WENT TO BED TAYLA
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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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Hi kenzington
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hey you
what’s new? how are youuuuu??
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effeminateboyninja · 1 year ago
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I’m also having thoughts abt Geto I fear
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looking at him like this because i am going to DEVOUR him
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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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hi Kenz
hi anon, what’s good?
edit: misa ily
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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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David Wallace = Hot dilf in business suit
Baki = Older and protective man
okay I get it now
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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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i think it depends. for me, some scene are hella funny but sometimes i get secondhand embarrassment 😩 other than that, my favorite is david wallace (i wish we have a lip biting emoji)
yeah that’s the trade off ahahah
and your taste in men is so ffucking eclectic lmao?? I’m trying to find the connection between Baki and David Wallace
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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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You already know about miyako and saori and mimori lol but i basically got a new one
fandom is the office and it’s a woman who works as an accountant. she survived the massacre at her university where she lost three friends. hella depressed until eventually she meets the cfo david wallace and they fell in love and she’s happier :,)
yesss my girls 💕💕💕
and hahah that’s so cool!! she sounds lovely 🥰
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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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Hey! Sorry if you’ve answered this before, but what does “semi-hiatus” mean?
no worries! mostly it just means that I’m around still to like share headcanons or fun shitposts if people wanna talk about them, but I’m not actively writing fics anymore for the purpose of posting
maybe one day I’ll pick up again in the future, but for now I’m just chilling
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effeminateboyninja · 3 years ago
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could you do more of sai from naruto, honestly idc what it’s even about he’s just my fav and i can’t find anything about him 😵‍💫 tyy
YES. sai deserves so much love and i have so many ideas for him i wanna get out, but for now have this very short drabble.
Forgetting something?
(Sai x gn!reader) fluff // 500 words
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“Slow down, handsome. Aren't you forgetting something?”
Sai stopped in his tracks, the sound of your voice causing him to turn instinctively as he halted his movement through the front door to leave for work. “Hmm?”
You shook your head and smirked, arms crossing over your chest as you admired his adorably aloof expression and repeated the question, “I asked if you were forgetting anything.”
He tilted his head and brought a slender finger to his cheek as he thought about his response. When he first moved in a few months ago he wouldn’t have even hesitated with his answer - a simple no. He packed all his tools the night before obviously; weapons, food pills, enough scrolls for the length of the mission, his paintbrush (plus one extra), his book, and more recently, his favourite picture of the two of you. No, he was definitely not forgetting anything. Nothing important anyway.
But now he doubted himself. After all the time he spent with you - growing, learning to give and receive love - he learned that there were quite a few unspoken rules that came along with being in a relationship. Small responsibilities that went beyond the obvious guidelines to being a good partner, tiny traditions that slowly became engrained in his daily routines. Like preparing your coffee when he brewed his own, or always asking if you needed anything from the store when he left the house.
Like sharing kisses as a gesture of farewell, he reasoned, a satisfied expression replacing the blank mask of confusion that he wore a moment before. You smiled curiously as you watched the gears turning in his pretty little head, wondering what hilariously unexpected thing he might say next, but to your surprise he didn’t say anything. Rather, he walked over to you with a determined gait and took your face in his hands, cradling it gently as he tilted your chin to bring his lips to your gently, where they lingered for just a moment, soft and smooth against your own that were turned upwards in delighted surprise.
“There.” he declared happily, that adorable closed-eye smile that you loved gracing his porcelain features.
It was cute. He knew it, and he was feeling very proud of himself for figuring it out. Which is why he was puzzled instead of pleased when you laughed again as you wrapped your arms around him and nuzzled into his chest to muffle the sound. It was supposed to be romantic, not funny he thought to himself, quickly running over what he could’ve done wrong.
“Oh Sai,” you sighed adoringly, noticing his worried look and caressing his cheek gently as you peeled yourself away from him, “Thank you for the kiss, but I meant your lunch.”
You picked up the bento you’d prepared from its place on the counter in explanation and his pale cheeks blushed a deep pink. Closing the space between your bodies you returned his affection with a sweet peck of your own to ease his embarrassment. “I’ll be expecting one every morning now, just so you know. It's only a fair trade,” you warned him, pressing the boxed lunch into his hands.
He smiled bashfully. “As you wish, lover.”
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effeminateboyninja · 4 years ago
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Father in law shikaku smut? Like y/n is shikamaru’s wife I think it’s obv who I am🤧 but if it’s not yay
no worries hon, i’ve got no idea who you are. we all thirst for shikaku here 😌 shadow daddy can call me anytime. anyway lol, I hope you enjoy! I went a teensy bit angsty with it. also, this takes place in au where Yoshino dies instead of Shikaku because I can't stand to write two cheating couples 😭
Infidelity
(Shikaku x fem!reader) NSFW // 2.0k words
cws: cheating, daddy kink, unprotected sex
// 18+ minors dni! //
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It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. Of course not. No one plans to marry the wrong person, or to fall out of love when your lives are already so intertwined it seems unthinkable to be apart, even when it’s best for everyone. You’d spent a lot of time trying to understand where it had gone wrong, when the two of you had stopped falling or trying or whatever it was that made love work. You married young, maybe that was it. It was just a case of meeting the right person at the wrong time. Shikamaru and you used to be so close, everything was perfect.
Try as you might to convince yourself though, you sighed out loud at your own desperate justifications, all of which fell flat even in your own heart. You’d lost him - for good. there was no use wondering why.
It was hard not to let the insecurities run through your head all day at work with him though, seeing him pretend like everything was fine in front of all your friends only to come home to your loveless house. To ignore you and sneak out after dinner to meet Temari. Your face twisted into a deep scowl at the thought. The name left a sour taste on your tongue and you hadn’t even said it aloud. Refusing to let him get to you you quickened your pace, feet echoing quick taps on the pavement of the empty road as you headed towards your destination.
You’d known about his infidelity since the moment it started, you weren’t a fool. There was a reason Shikamaru had fallen for you all those years ago after all. But despite the heartbreak, and the pain, the way you’d wanted to scream at him and rip out his heart the way it felt like he’d taken yours… you just closed the door. He knew you knew though, the brazenness with which he left the house each night to rendezvous with his lover proved that. And to his credit he didn’t seem to mind when you’d taken up staying out late yourself, tip-toeing in during the wee hours of the night when he’d already returned from his escapades. You had a feeling he might feel different if he knew just who you’d jumped into bed with to fill his absence, but he wasn’t exactly in position to judge. No, not at all, you assured yourself, the image of his lips on her hers flashing through your mind and reigniting the fire in your belly.
A cool breeze blew by, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. You pulled your sweater closer around your shoulders and looked ahead at the homes that were becoming clearer through the darkness of the trees as you neared them with each impatient step. The Nara compound was quiet at this time of night, low voices from open windows carrying through the open air with the dim light of candles. Except for your own house which was pitch dark and silent, indicating that your husband had already gone for the night. When you neared the steps of your marital home you didn’t even hesitate, instead walking past to the house next door to where the result of your retaliation waited.
You knocked quietly, not wanting to alert the neighbours to your late-night visit to your father in law’s. The man inside didn’t seem to mind as much about secrecy, no doubt the result of his ongoing loneliness since Yoshino’s death and he called out from within, his voice gruff.
“Come in.”
You snuck through the door and closed it gingerly behind you, eyes immediately finding their way to where Shikaku was slouched back in his chair smoking a cigarette, his sharp jaw accented by the flickering of candlelight. The tension was already palpable in the air. The way he looked at you like he’d been waiting, and of course he had. You wanted to reach out and run your fingers over the jagged marks that marred his handsome face, to run your lips over them... If not for those scars and the slightly more weathered face you could’ve almost tricked yourself into believing you hadn’t gone to the wrong house and it was Shikamru sitting in front of you.
He took a drag off his smoke and as if sensing your thoughts about his son he broke the silence. “He didn’t even go home tonight, did he.” It wasn’t even a question, the older man knew the answer just as well as you.
“No…” you shook your head, confirming it anyway. “He went straight to her after work.”
The Nara head leaned forward to ash his cigarette and put on a sympathetic face, opening his arms as he cooed, his smoky voice beckoning you in, “C’mere baby, let me make you feel better.”
Your feet moved on their own and a second later you were in his lap, his mouth on yours as he found your hips with his large hands. “Let me fuck you until you forget all about him,” he growled against your neck.
“Yes Shikaku, please,” you begged, voice breathy already from the feeling of his body pressed flush to yours.
He pulled back and in a flash his hand was on your face, gripping your cheeks furiously as his dark eyes flashed. “That’s not what you call me.”
You tried to look away in embarrassment but his hold on your cheeks was too tight. “Sorry.. daddy.” you struggled out the words from pursed lips.
He let out a satisfied groan and attacked your lips with his own once more, his tongue pushing inside your mouth as he pulled up the hem of your skirt. His fingers snaked their way over your thighs and found their way between them to slide a firm swipe over the thin cotton of your underwear. “So wet for me already,” he teased, pulling aside the fabric, “he’s really not taking care of you, is he?”
You could only moan in response, the feeling of his thumb flicking over your sensitive bud rendering you speechless. He let out a low chuckle at your reaction and wasted no time plunging a thick finger into your entrance, quickly following it by a second. A pleasured gasp escaped your lips and instinctively you began to rock against his hand, the pressure of his palm against your clit sending tingles through your body.
“Just like that,” he coaxed you on, “get yourself off on daddy’s hand.”
“Feels s’good,” you moaned, the onset of your orgasm slurring your speech. He crooked his digits inside of you and hit that perfect spot, your bliss rushing through your limbs after just a few more desperate movements. The words left your mouth of their own accord, lost in the euphoria of the release you’d been now craving for nearly a week, “Thank you daddy.”
“Don’t thank me yet,” Shikaku warned over the sound of his belt unbuckling. He pulled you back down onto his lap, his newly released erection pressing up against your slick, wet. “I’m not even close to being done with you, little girl.”
Then, with a grunt he pushed his hips up and thrusted into you, your walls stretching to accommodate his impressive girth. If there was any other difference between the Nara man and his son besides their slightly different appearances it was his cock. The way Shikaku filled you up was like nothing you’d ever experienced. It was intoxicating. He continued to rock into you and you matched his pace, grinding against his lap and tangling your fingers in his dark ponytail as you savoured each slow drag of his length within you.
“Such a bad girl aren’t you,” he crooned, looking directly into your eyes with that penetrating gaze that was all too familiar to you, “sneaking out to fuck your father in law while your husband is out.”
You hid your face in the crook of his neck to hide your shame that was only barely veiled by the inhibitions of your pleasure and this time he let you. But he started bucking into you with a new ferocity, bottoming out within you with each thrust.
“That’s okay baby, daddy knows what you need. You’ll be a good girl for me won’t you?”
“Yes!” you cried, squeezing your eyes tight to stop the tears that had begun to form both from guilt and the overwhelming feeling of Shikaku’s relentless thrusting. Your fingers tightened their already vice level grip on his hair and he groaned, “That’s it, take it. Take this cock.”
You were nearing the edge again but the man underneath you showed no sign of stopping. The sweat gleaned on his forehead and his sharp brows furrowed with the effort of his movements, yet he never slowed his pace. The years of hard missions had done him well, sculpting the strong body that allowed him to keep up such spectacular stamina for his age.
“Ah! ‘M gonna cum,” you stuttered before mashing your lips against his in a futile attempt to muffle your own moans.
“Wait for me,” he demanded, his voice carrying enough authority that you didn’t dare disobey. You captured your bottom lip and your teeth and bit down hard, doing your best to keep your inevitable orgasm at bay. A few more bounces on his hard cock and you were sure you couldn’t wait any longer.
“‘M not gonna make it daddy, s’too much! Please!” you begged.
“I won’t make you wait anymore, desperate girl.” He smirked and placed a calloused thumb over your throbbing nub and traced quick circles around it, the sensation snapping the last string of resistance within your belly and allowing the euphoria of your second release crashing over you with an intensity that far outweighed the first. He twitched inside of you, painting your walls with thick ropes of his cum. The two of you sat that way for a brief moment, chests heaving from the aftereffects of your actions and as the fog of your orgasm cleared the voices at the back of your head began to whisper.
Maybe you should’ve used protection, having another man’s baby was a scandal at the best of times, let alone when that man was your husband’s father. But as sick as it was, a broken part of you wanted it to happen. Maybe if Shikamaru saw you with a child that looked just like him, maybe then he would want you again…
You shook your head to clear the dangerous thought from your mind and placed a hesitant kiss on the scar on Shikaku’s cheek. He flinched, before pulling out with a hiss and looking away, all affection drained from his expression with the waning of his high. Thoroughly embarrassed by the rebuttal you stood up and adjusted your clothes, the crushing guilt that had been warded off previously by the excitement washing over you as examined your feet, shoes still on from the walk over having not even been discarded for the quick encounter.
The older man cleared his throat and lit up another cigarette, catching your gaze awkwardly. “You should take the back door next time. Don’t want the neighbours catching on.”
“Sure,” you answered, not even bothering to protest indignantly that there wouldn’t be a next time because you knew just as well as he did the next the time Shikamaru grabbed his coat and rushed towards the door, looking happier than he’s been with you in years you’d be back at the elder Nara’s door looking for someone to fill the void.
You slipped through the door quietly once more and the man in the chair let you go without any further words. The breeze outside was still cool, the goosebumps from before returning as it blew against your exposed legs. You looked up to see the moon peeking out from behind a series of fluffy clouds that dotted the night sky. You scowled at the cotton puffs and looked back to your feet before trudging towards your empty home, wishing all the while the sky would be clear, blue expanse by the time you woke the next morning.
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effeminateboyninja · 4 years ago
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I had requested shikamaru with cockwarming I’d like to request ino,sakura,temari,tenten and hinata with a pillow princess(you don’t have to do all of them you can just do one)
Pillow princess hcs - Tenten & Temari ♡
cws: overstimulation, bondage, impact play, edging, mommy kink
// 18+ minors dni! //
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Tenten
i headcanon tenten as a bit of a fuckgirl?? bby girl knows she’s hot shit and she gets what she wants
luckily for you, what she wants at the moment is a pretty little pillow princess to moan out her name. you can do that, can’t you?
just sit back and let her take care of you, she’ll make it worth your while. you’ll never need to rely on your own pathetic fingers again
lots of cheeky dirty talk from this one, not mean necessarily, but she likes to tease
“you look so cute all flustered with your legs open for me like this, don’t act so shy baby, you already gave yourself away,” as she swipes a finger down your dripping slit
the way she’ll go down on you like your her last meal more than makes up for the teasing though
tenten is absolute queen of the strap, she’ll have you quivering around her cock while she rubs precise circles around your clit
she’s kinky. toys galore and bondage is right up her alley. she knows how to put her tools to use in the bedroom just as well as the battlefield
overstimulation? you better be ready babe, she’s got something to prove and that’s the fact that she can make you cum harder and more times than any of those dumb boys in the village
and she loves the ego boost she gets when she inevitably succeeds
“Is that too tight?”
She jerked the restraints that held your hands to the headboard in front of you, the sweet burn it provided only serving to excite you more, desire pooling at your exposed core.
“I’m good.”
“Good,” she chuckled, “it’s going to be a long afternoon.” Your mind wandered to all the dirty things she planned to do to you but before you could get too excited about the toys you’d heard her take out earlier you felt the sharp, familiar sting of a paddle against your bare ass. “And you better not squirm as much this time or I’ll have to tie down your ankles too.”
The words went straight between your legs, and you were sure you wouldn’t be able to help from squirming even if you tried.
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Temari
hnnnnnggg mommy temari
she’s a softer dom than tenten but she’ll have you crying her name all same, begging for her to let you cum
please, you’ve been so good, you’ll do anything just please
and she’s got a weak spot for a pretty baby asking nicely, so usually you’ll get permission
“that’s it love, come undone for me. you’re so beautiful like this, cumming around my fingers.”
forgive her if she keeps you on that edge a little longer though. she loves to take her time exploring every inch of your body
slow kisses on your belly and thighs as she moved towards your core, all while her fingers work magic
once she get there she’ll stay between your legs for hours, alternating between flat, slow licks over your folds and wet kisses, suckling gently on your throbbing nub
you just taste so sweet, pretty baby just for her
temari is a godsend for pillow princesses, but you’ll be a good girl and let mommy sit on your face when she’s done taking care of you right? of course you will
She was so perfect when she was like this, all flushed and sweaty, her elegant fingers glistening with her slick as she drew quick circles over her center and you suckled eagerly on her nipple, free hand tweaking at the other. She came with a soft, fleeting moan, quivering around her two fingers. It made you positively wet. As she came down from her high her blue eyes caught yours and followed your awestruck gaze to between her legs.
She smiled gently and cooed, “your turn baby,” as she pushed you back to lay down against the soft covers. Her mouth found the peak of your breast as her hands wandered slowly down your body, each intentional tickle being met with a gasp or mewl that made you blush.
“You were so good to mommy, let me show you how much I appreciate it.”
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effeminateboyninja · 4 years ago
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hii hope you're doing great!! was wondering if you could do shikamaru with an s/o who has adhd? i'd love to see it <3
thanks for the request bby!! 💚 i got my adhd diagnosis this year after like a decade of being “my child is fine-d” by my mom so I hope I did this justice!
Opposites attract - Shikamaru hcs ♡
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Shikamaru is a laid back guy, not very prone to spontaneity. but then you come along — energetic and creative and so... interesting, and it opens a new whole world for him
suddenly he’s rushing around the village trying to keep up with you and to his surprise... it’s not that much a drag. not at all if he’s honest
sure, sometimes your active nature can get ahead of him. he’s used to taking things slow, making a plan, ya know? but he wouldn’t trade it for the world
absolutely loves the things he learns from you when you gush about your hyperfixations. he could sit for hours with his head in your lap just listening to you ramble about the newest thing that caught your interest
enamoured by the way your face lights up when you’re excited about something. he’s a good listener, but forgive him if he cuts you off with a quick kiss sometimes (who’s troublesome now, right? 😉)
aside from the occasional interruption though, he genuinely cherishes your little rants and all the deep conversations they lead too. they’re the best part of his day
shows interest in all your random hobbies, even the ones that he doesn’t necessarily understand. he’s happy to just sit beside you enjoying a cigarette while you tinker away
he’d be there for when you’re experiencing burnout, treating you to a lazy day in the house rewatching all your favourite movies
literally be the best daydreaming partner ever! the two of you spend hours watching the clouds together in a comfortable silence, just enjoying one another’s company
always there to keep you on track when you’re dealing with executive dysfunction. his down-to-earth, organized personality is the perfect balance for times when you need a grounding force in your life
speaking of a grounding force, he knows all of your routines and every little spot in the house where you tend to lose things
so no more “oh shit! I was supposed to be at an appointment an hour ago!” and now every “have you seen my keys?” is answered promptly with a “right here, babe,” and that charming smirk
there might be bumps in the road as you adjust to one another’s contrasting personalities, but opposites attract right? with a lil compromise and lot of love you bring out the best in one another, best friends as much as you are lovers
10/10 love this dynamic *chefs kiss*
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effeminateboyninja · 2 years ago
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its impossible to be ooc or cringe when sai is literally ur twin and nori is loml
STOP ILYSM
i’ve been thinking i want to branch out and try some other canon characters as well but i can’t nail down a muse 🤔
oh and also actually nori has undergone some construction since she’s last been in use… that backstory is ever evolving. her brother is now a twin (bc i love to steal mercy’s ideas (rip ben 😔)) and also i made them a teammate bc i was on an oc kick
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effeminateboyninja · 4 years ago
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How’s it going,I must say your work is so damn awesome,could you possibly write hc for gaara when he has a nightmare and how S/o comforts him❤️I noticed that you do have a lot of requests so please take your time if you happen to do it,thank you 😊
aw ty sweetie! I’m glad you like it 🥰 thanks for being patient
Bad dreams - Gaara hcs ♡
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the nightmares don’t come as often as they used to, he can finally close his eyes peacefully at night after so many years of being terrified to do so
he’s come so far, grown so much from the broken and scared boy he used to be
and honestly he’d be remiss if he didn’t credit you for at least some of the comfort
the feeling of your body pressed against his so close he can feel every breath, the steady beat of your heart that he uses to ground himself when the old thoughts do start to creep in, it makes him feel safe
Gaara hates sleeping alone since meeting you and he’ll avoid it at all costs
but sometimes, even your reassuring presence isn’t enough to to keep the dreams at bay. it can’t be helped given all he’s been through
so it’s a semi-regular occurrence to feel him jolt awake beside you, the echoes of a terrified scream caught in the back of his throat as he grasps at the sheets trying to bring himself back to reality
one night it’s particularly bad, he flinches at your touch instead of warming into it, the after effects of the dream still coursing through his body
“Gaara..?” you whisper softly, and he whips his head around, the tension in his muscles easing only slightly with the recognition of your familiar voice
the beads of sweat are clear on his forehead as he lets out a shaky sigh, “I just- I could see it all.. the screams..” tears welling in his turquoise eyes and shining in the moonlight
you shush him and pull him into your arms and he collapses into your embrace
“I know, it’s okay,” you assure him, fingers moving automatically to thread through his crimson locks, “I’m right here.”
he let out a broken sob against your chest, “why won’t they stop?”
your heart drops at his question, knowing you can’t possible give him a satisfying answer
he’s seen so much, been through trauma that he hadn’t even processed yet… of course the fears still creep in in the quiet night
so you’re honest, and do your best to keep your voice from shaking despite the hurt — you need to be strong for him. “I don’t know..”
and you just lay there for a while, his head on your chest as you play with his hair and bit by bit, the steady thumping from within paired with your gentle touch is enough to stop his lithe frame from shaking
when his ragged breaths find their regular pace and the tears have finally stopped flowing onto your shirt, you speak again
“I don’t know why my love, and I don’t know if they’ll ever stop,” you admit, gently tilting his chin to look at you so you can look in his eyes as you say the next part
“but I do know that I will always be here when they happen, you will never have to go through this alone.”
he looks up at you under teary eyelashes, “do you promise?”
you chuckle a bit, cupping his cheek in your hand, “of course I do. that’s my job.”
the corner of his lip twitches a bit and he almost smiles, so you lean down to place a quick peck on his nose to pull out the real thing
finally, he breaths out a sigh of relief and that shy, close-lipped smile that you love graced his pale features as relief washes over you
“c’mon,” you whisper, pulling the blankets back over you two, “let’s get back to sleep,”
he doesn’t let go of you, just stays cuddled up close so you can feel the rise and fall of his chest, and closes his eyes, feeling completely safe
then right before you’re about to doze off, so quietly you’d almost think it was part of a dream if not for the way you can feel his breath on your neck when he says it,
“I love you, (y/n).”
and the last thing he hears before drifting into a new, content slumber, a final promise that no matter the contents of his dreams he will always be held
“I love you too, Gaara."
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