#i feel like ive managed to reflect his beauty on this one... im proud...

[onelastorm]

──── happy bunny (lion!?) day 🐇💛

...let's ignore that I'm a bit late, okay?

(also I'm sknclemalzmlwmala simping over my own drawing I think I should kmslvnrlwlqlqllsdkekwansns I'm gonna explodd)

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[yukisnowywriting]

I Will Always Be With You, Promise.

Karatachi Kagura x y/n

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genre : angst, hurt/comfort, fluff.

warning : suicidal, depression, all that dark stuff

a/n : ayeeeee im back ayeee (no one probably cares but ayeeeee). this is quite OOC cuz my mans got no enough screentime and I just made this to comfort myself with some imaginations so yeah... Enjoy! (i swear theres so little fanfic of kaguraxreader)

I dont know kaguras age so lets just imagine hes 15 (ah... young love)

(btw u could change the chara u imagine if u dont like him or dont know kagura)

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Being a rare child thats more smarter and talented than other people in kirigakure was a very great thing, the adults respect you, the mizukage knows of your well being, and its easier to win some quiz or test while ending up number one. A dream like life, atleast for everyone else. For y/n, the expectation of being number one burdens you too much. Especially for you who was still turning into a teenager.

The burden was too much until when you end up number one again, you stopped feeling happy nor proud. Y/n only wanted to spend atleast her teen years with friends your age and having fun.

ah right... you dont have friends your age (typical y/n, sad that im really like this). You only managed to talk to Kagura, well hes only 2 years older... eventhough you feel like hes avoiding you, maybe he hates you too.

guess you have nobody

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Kagura POV

..."why is she so cute" (simp-)

Getting to introduce myself and to talk with y/n was the best mistake Ive made. Sad that we dont spend time that much. My heart races too much whenever I talk to her, this is bad for my health.

The way she smiles, walks, runs, everything she does makes my heart flutter...

we've know each other for two years, but it feels like theres a barrier between us that she made, always one step closer and two steps back.

i look at her from afar every time i get a chance to, i feel like im obsessed, but just seeing her blink makes me fall in love all over again.

i feel like at this point i know almost all her cute habits, what is she probably doing at the second, and many more. I wonder if I should... get closer to her.

maybe starting next week. i dont have any schedule next week anyways, and neither y/n

end of pov

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one week later

You were just at your normal spot, a high cliff near the ocean, kirigakure sure has a very great view eventhough being called mist village. But today, life was more tougher on the little details than usual with you, and now when you see the ocean, you think 'how peaceful it is, even thy waves move with big heavy strokes, yet always reflected beautiful and peaceful.' and to get to the point, it felt so peaceful, that you felt like.... being in it will have you in peace.

You take on step to the edge, and another, and more follows as your eyes began to be lost of the people youve cared for.

you may have a little crush on that cute yet powerful blonde, and actually tried to convince yourself that the two of you were similar, you came to conclusion that the two of you are not to be compared. Kagura is way better than you, the gods picked him to support. He is just the same as you, a powerful individual, but not like you, he develops himself fastly, even when no one in the village turn to eye him as a person and not of the forth mizukage bloodline, he still grew into a powerful person to protect. How you envy his mind. How you hated that he could do what you cant. How you hated that you hate him so much but each time he sees you he gives you a smile and a compliment that youve always wanted. How he says "your a very exceptional person, not like what they say, your not just a genius, your also a very lovely person". You hate that everything he does makes you want to breathe another day just to see his smile. You hate that the fact that you will break into tears right now and stop the thing your going to right now if he comes up to you.

Just like right now...

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As he took every confidence to stand beside you, he walks to your usual spot with the intention of getting more close to you by striking up a conversation and inviting you to spend the day with him.

But the moment he was there, he panicked as he sees you stepping towards the edge abnormally, it looks clear that you were trying to jump, but the waves today were too much for you to go swimming so he knows that whatever you were gonna do, it wasnt gonna be good. He wants to stop you but once he looks at you eyes from afar, he could sense all of your negativity and a little light that whispers your hope of wanting to dissappear from this world. As he stops and stands a few meters behind you, he ask "are you okay?". he seemingly did not catch your attention but know by how you fasten your steps little by little that you were still willing to jump.

He grabs your hand and spins you around, he bends his body a little to meet your eyes with one arm engulfing you in his embrace. "you had a bad day didnt you? do you want to share it with me?" he pulls away giving little space between you and him, as he gives you a warm gentle smile. you just looked down as tears start to escape your eyes, and little sobs break. he once again embraces you and gently tucks your head in his chest. After a few moments, you start to ramble on about what your feeling;

why does it have to be me? why do people carry me oh so high but when i fail, they turn their backs. they appreciate me when Im all correct but even 0.1 mistake can take effect... i dont like this... im still 13, in the last mission, people my age were running around, laughng with their friends. why cant i do that? i dont wanna keep being lcked up in a room reading books, i want to play too! i dont wanna do paperwork everyday! i want to go out relax with friends.... but all im expected to do is- is- learn- win number one- ranked number one- complete missions- and not fail... i dont like this... its to heavy... the pressure is suffocating me... i-i-

I dont wanna die...

she says to the person that embraces her lovingly for the first time. her last sentence was heard to be aa quiver as she continues her quite cries which were never heard before.

Kagura always knew her as a quite yet cheerful person. she brings a big positive energy to thee who is beside her. The moment she introduced herself to him for the first time, her voice was like light that could reassure people of their path and that everythings going to be okay. But he didnt knew that the one in need of the light is the light itself.

He strokes her hair gently as If she was made of glass. And silently snuggles closer to her smaller figure... Then he lets out a soft whisper

"you've went through so much until now. I can't comfort you nor can I help, but for now the only thing i can do is be by your side. We don't talk too much and we don't interact the most, so i think this is too early, but I love you. You did a great job, you've handled so much until this second, you've carried so much until now, even if people are dissatisfied of you, just remember, i will always be proud of you, i will always support you, and i love you"

"you could rest yourself now, even just for a second. Just rest and forget all of the pressure as if it doesn't exist." He continues

"i don't want anyone to hate me- i don't want to disappoint anyone" you wanted to continue but then he says

"even if the world is against you, i will always be by your side. Promise"

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Everyone has their own bad side, and everyone makes mistakes, this was just a fanfic to comfort myself and also just me ranting. So this whole fanfic is probably to ooc, if u didn't like it, it's okay, if u like it then I'm glad. I don't see much Kaguraxreader fanfics, and i really need some whether in Wattpad or Tumblr or any other apps,

PLEASE FRCKING TELL ME IF YOU KNOW ANY FANFIC OF KAGURAXREADER. I AM DESPERATELY SEARCHING EVERYWHERE DAMMIT- thank you (´；ω；｀)

[dangoghz]

More than Bros

a continuation of Harder by @dangoghs (me)(i hat myslfef)(aka spinner fic)

(a phanfic w dnp n fidget spinners was suggested by anush @philester bc  asked for weird prompts (which u can still send in!!). coincidentally, shortly after my first fic was published, phil made his insta post which is rlly creepy … anush must b a prophet … oh and fic Logo creds to one of my dearest phleussies, @phansterdam)  

Word count: 1030 (w h y) A/N: i was asked multiple times for a sequel, so here it is, th tale for another day ;)) en joy

(tw: they kiss ?? also like one line of homophobia but uh … ya they kiss so)

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It was the morning after the duel, first period. Phil was supposed to be in Algebra right now, but he had asked to go to the bathroom, and was proud of himself for his cleverness for using this as an excuse to meet up with his closest bro, whom he had defeated in the spinner duel, Dan Howell. But he was more than that, more than just a bro…Phil’s cheeks reddened with the thought of him as he waited in the empty boy’s restroom for Dan. He held a small box in his hand, akin to a ring box. His heart was pounding, longing for Dan’s presence. Phil had been filled with sorrow and regret ever since the duel at lunch yesterday. He could feel how painful it was for Dan to see his victory. He owed his bro. Big-time. Finally, the the clomp of Dan’s Superstars echoed amongst the toilets, and in walked the bro himself. He came up to Phil and said “yo,” as they did the traditional bro hug, except it was a very long one. “Ive missed you so much,” Phil blurted, even though they had seen each other yesterday. “Me too, dude. Im happy for you about the duel, but I have lost much honor.” “You have lost no honor. A true man is one who respects his opponent and the rules, and you did just that.” Dan nodded, his curls bobbing underneath his Vineyard Vines cap as a result pf the abrupt movement. “Bro…..” Tears were starting to well up in his long lashes. “I care about you a lot. I hope this didn’t put a block between our friendship.” “Of course not. Bros once, bros forever, especially us…..” Phil was crying too. “I, I have something for you.” He kneeled down on one knee, putting down his Iphone and fidget spinner on the tiled bathroom floor. He was shaking with nervousness, and one of the sinks dripped slowly like a clock’s tick, counting down the seconds until the bell would ring and they would have to part. Phil placed the box delicately in his palm. Dan was sobbing wildly, overcome with his undying passion for Phil. He loved him. There was no denying it. And phil loved him back. The box opened with Phil’s fingers fumbling at the latch. Dan wailed, seeing what was inside. “It’s beautiful…” he whispered. “Not as beautiful as you are…” Phil managed. The object was sparkly and a rainbow of reflective light danced off of it. It was the most gorgeous fidget spinnner Dan had ever seen. Three holographic wheels came off of a rose gold circle in the center. There was nothing else like it in the entire middle school. He took one of the paper towels from the dispenser next to the leaking sink and blew into it. “OH MY GOD!” He moaned fervidly. “Dan. I love you. Would you accept my gift of love and forgiveness?” Tears were streaming down Phil’s face excruciatingly elegantly. Dan couldn’t stop looking at how beautiful his bro was. Phil lusted for Dan’s approval. He was the only person that mattered to him in that moment. “Oh, YES, YES!” Dan chucked his snapback across the room and it landed in one of the toilets with a plop. Phil stood up and Dan came charging at him for a long-yearned bro hug. They collided and it was infinity, the infinity of videos in the new Snapchat update videos. But then. After their bro hug, it didn’t feel like enough. They stood, still embraced, unsure of their feelings. “Phil,” Dan breathed. “I think I love you….you….more than a bro.” “I…think that I do too. But it cant be possible. We must follow the bro code. Bros don’t date bros, right?” “But Phil. Its just a bunch of rules. Fuck the bro code. I love you more than everything. I just hoe around with those girls I date because….because I wanted to make myself think I didnt like you that way, that maybe I could find someone else. But theres no way I could ever part from such an emotion. You mean so much to me. You are more melodic than the best Kanye song and more stylish than the latest Adidas collection. You complete me.” “Dan, I feel the same way. I have never felt anything like this eternal joy I feel with you. Let this fidget spinner be a symbol of our unity, trust, and loyalty. Let it spin for us and only us. What shall we name it? Every honorable spinner has a name of its worth.” “Hmmm….how about we name it… ‘gay’? For that would be suitable.” “That’s a wonderful name. Love comes in all forms, and every form is equal. Let me see your face, Daniel.” They were standing very close now, with only a couple inches between their noses. Phil cupped Dan’s cheek. “I have waited long for this.” “So have I, Philip, my closest bro. No…that word works no longer. Mcbro is my bro. My bros are my bros. You are…my brover, my bro lover.” “Yes.” And with that, they kissed. The kiss’ beauty rivaled even the beauty of a fidget spinner convention. It was short but passionate and urgent. When they broke apart, Phil cried, “let the spinner gods keep us together, unified, forever and ever, my brover.” “Phil. I love you with all of my soul. My heart is a rap beat, pounding for you only. My lungs are a spinner, working to keep me alive for you. My head is my instagram likes, it is absorbed in you, only you. Stay with me here until Period 2 dawns on us like a sudden Rattatta in Pokémon Go, my swain.” Phil felt like Elysium, with Dan Howell in his arms. There was nothing that could make him let him go. But then, only a breath later, the bell screamed, breaking the magic. The brovers were forced to part. “Noooooo!” each whined as one went to Health class and the other to PE. But all was well, and the agony was only sporadic. They would love each other forever. They were more than bros.