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happypeaceperson · 2 years ago

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Love language

Mickey Altieri x male reader (NSFW)

Takes place in the same cinema as the opening of scream 2 but there's no ghostface, just you and Mickey. Long story short, Mickey gives you head in the bathroom stall.

(I threw this together so fast, so if there is any mistakes just know i am very tired and have only read over this once lol and yes, i am working on some of your requests rn hoping to have some out soon!! )

Enjoy!

You couldn't believe you let Mickey drag you out to the cinema. You didn't hate the cinema, you loved it actually. It's just the fact he's forcing you out to see "Stab". It was a movie that is based on real life killings. You knew that there were going to be people there going crazy over it,everyone goes crazy over true crime. You don't understand the appeal to it but if it makes Mickey happy then you would watch it with him.

He bought your tickets before grabbing your arm to drag you in. "These are yours, complimentary of the film studio themselves" You both stopped in front of the lady. She stood there holding out two packages. You took one, thanking her. You looked at it see that it was a ghostface costume.

"Are they serious? Handing out costumes like this?" You kept looking at the packaging. "It's like they're asking for someone to be murdered." You rolled your eyes.

"Oh come on, don't be a mood killer. Put that shit on." Mickey said, already opening his package. You two walked into the room where the movie premiere was being held. It was full of people in ghostface costumes. You felt uncomfortable, anyone in here could easily kill someome without being detected. You finished putting on the robe that Mickey forced you to, before sitting beside him.

"Why did we sit at the very back?" You turned to him, his eyes already stuck on you.

"Because, nobody usually sits or looks back here." He says, looking you up and down. You laugh at him.

"You wish" You replied, picking up on what he meant. You notice that he is still looking at you.

"Are you ok?" You asked, giving him a confused expression.

"I think we should go to the bathroom then." He turned to you.

"We?" You asked. "Why both of us?" You saw Mickey give you a grin. Oh. You realised what he meant. You leaned in towards him "In the fucking bathroom? Are you serious?" You whispered.

"Yeah" He got up from his seat, dragging you out with him. This was going to be a new experience for you. He pulled you into the bathroom. Thankfully it was empty despite the many people who were in the cinema today. You were pushed into the end stall, Mickey turning to lock the door. You didn't have time to question anything before his lips met yours.

The one thing you loved about Mickey was how aggressive he could get while kissing. He pushed you up against the wall of the cubical, rarely lifting his lips for a breath. His hands traversed your body, slipping them under the robe you still wore. He moved his mouth towards your neck, planting a kiss on the side. He then moved up to the side of your jaw, leaving another kiss. He moved back to your lips. He released from them and whispered to you.

"You look so fucking hot in this" He tugged at your costume. You could barely respond to him. Your mind was going crazy. Although you two have been dating for 3 months now, it has all been in secret. Nobody knows about you two, everyone thinks you're just really close friends. Due to this you both rarely kiss each other, or even do anything sexual. You shared a dorm with a few of your college classmates so having sex in there wouldn't be a smart idea. Instead you two resorted to having to wait till either one of your houses were empty before trying. It was very rare, but whenever you two tried a sexual act it was pure heaven. You yearn for more of those moments every time you both finish.

Mickey continues to tug at your costume. "Can I suck you off?" He asks, looking into your eyes. You looked into his, seeing the hunger he had for your body. You couldn't believe you were about to let him do this in a public bathroom. You nod. He undoes your costume before kneeling down. He fiddles with your waistband for a moment, undoing the belt you wore to keep your jeans up. He removed the belt and pulled your jeans down. His eyes met with your bulge. He slowly removed your underwear, pulling it down enough that it rested under your dick.

Mickey ran his hand over your cock, causing you to moan in pleasure. You heard him whisper a shush, motioning towards the outside of the stall. Mickey placed his mouth over your tip, his breath over your dick being enough to cause you to roll your head back against the wall. He slowly placed his mouth over your pulsating dick, moving his head back and forth in slow motions. He placed one hand on the wall behind you for support as his other touched where his mouth didn't reach. You felt amazing. Each movement Mickey made on your dick made your mind spiral. Your hand landed on the back of his head, clutching his hair. Your arm moved with the motion of Mickey, moving back and forth. You felt his tongue wrapped around your cock, adding on to the immense pleasure you were feeling.

Your other hand was placed over your mouth, not wanting to release any noises that may catch the attention of anyone who enters. Although you didn't have to worry about you making any noises. The sound of Mickey's gags as he took your length down his throat was enough for someone to be suspicious of what was going on in the stall. You closed your eyes, praying that someone wouldn't enter the bathroom but also in reaction to what you were feeling in the moment. Your breathing was picking up its pace, you felt a tingling sensation beging to form in your groin.

You tapped at Mickey's head. "Mickey-" You let out in a small moan. "Mickey I'm gonna-" You couldn't finish your sentence before you felt yourself finishing in the boy's mouth. You didn't hold back your moans, letting everyone of them out. You couldn't hold them back. You rarely feel this way due to the complicated relationship that the feeling was still so strange and overwhelming to you. You looked down at Mickey, watching as he pulled away,white strings following his release from your cock. He wiped at his mouth before swallowing what you had left in him. He stood up standing in front of you. He placed his hand over your cheek, looking at you panting in front of him.

"You look even hotter like this. I missed this look on you" He said. You only responded with a weak laugh, still trying to catch your breath. "Next time you do me ok?" He said slapping at your chest before walking out of the stall. You collected your thoughts as you pulled your pants back up, putting on your belt and following Mickey's trail.

You watched as Mickey began to walk back into the room. You decided you needed food after what just happened. You went up to the counter and ordered a large popcorn with two medium cokes. You entered where the movie was playing and sat back beside Mickey, handing him his drink. He looked around, seeing everyone was watching the movie and not you two. He leaned in, kissing you. "I love you" He said as he grabbed a handful of popcorn.

"I love you too" You whispered, smiling at him before turning to watch the movie.

#Mickey Altieri x male reader #scream x reader #scream x male reader #Mickey Altieri x reader #Mickey Altieri x y/n #Scream #scream 2 #Gay #Male reader

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mothballmilkshake · 2 months ago

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@Anon , Hope you are doing fine, at which chapter are you in the Moment ? Hope you keeping on the Updates , its so enjoyable to read your similar Enthusiasm and to re-read some fav Story lines.

I live reacted myself on AO3 , First really collected , later my sleep deprivated mind sometimes wasnt able to produce proper wording 😅

@mothballmilkshake did such a great Job with writing that I felt completely overwhelmed how some Things can ressonate with Real Life experience so much. You only can Fall for all of the characters , their Background Stories and development are *dont know an english word that fits how awesome I find It* .

And though I am usually often uncomfortable with smutty scenes, this fic is also really readable for someome with, hm, lets say issues (though my blushing through the scenes makes me Look Like an innocent schoolgirl, huh). Its freeing to read and talk openly about this.

Thanks for the great experience to the writer and the Reader .

Love to both of you 🩵

I'm very very glad you enjoy it so much! Seeing other people's enthusiasm for this story is what has kept me updating it so frequently, I just wanna deliver more!

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saltminerising · 2 years ago

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Concerning DTDAY quality

Heya! Fun to see FR drama blogs still exist lol, didn’t know there was another one outside of DRR. Took a curious glance through the posts and was a little bummed to see some of the conversation around DTDAY or folks being scared to participate.

I do art for a living and don’t put a lot of effort into DTDAY, I’ll usually wrap up my drawing in 40 minutes to an hour. But because of doing this a thousand times/having a lot of experience under my belt the result will look good to most people that will receive the art. I can get proportions right pretty fast, I understand volume and colour so it’ll look “right” etc without pouring a lot of time into it. I’ve been doing dragon coms since age 14, I could draw these suckers in my sleep if I needed to. I think that’s probably the case for most folks doing “good” art on these sorta threads.

But if you’re inexperienced or just starting out with drawing I need you guys to understand we know that even an undersketch can take HOURS to look even remotely okay. Drawing decent elipses, or figuring out how snouts might overlap with the rest of the skull can be really tricky if you’re starting out, unless you’ve comfort-zoned into a very simplified style really soon into your art journey. Sometimes you genuinely can’t tell how much effort/time someone put into something. Any other professional could tell you we’ve been stuck on the dumbest thing, sometimes everything just looks off.

I think it’s best to treat DTDAY threads as a gamble. Even simple sketches usually take someone at least 40 minutes of their day. That’s a lot of time. I’ve received some cool art on DTDAY! And some where you can tell the artist is just starting out, and honestly, I think it’s lovely, I get a small piece of this person’s art journey. DTDAY _should_ be a space of low expectations. A place where people can experiment and learn with a fun drawing subject no matter their skill level. And I do think most other people understand that! We’ve all been there. If someome wanted art that matched the quality and effort their work reflects there’s plenty of amazing artists willing to do art trades.

I apologise for the essay, just want to make sure beginner artists know that the rest of us have been there. Whether you’re 34 of 14 we know how hard this stuff is. You gotta get the bad drawings out before you start making good ones and the fundamentals start clicking. Don’t let that keep you from enjoying the process and participating. I hope everyone joins in in DTDAY without fearing you’ll dissapoint or you’re not good enough. One of the best ways to improve is having a fandom thing you’re into and that mileage (and extra incentive to deliver!) can be a great part of your artistic development!

#art tag 🏷#long post #submission #draw the drama above you

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rabbitenn · 1 year ago

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MATCHUP FOR THE LOVELY @lilikags

hello, dear ! and thank you for requesting a matchup here too <3 i re-read your info and i knew right away who i was going to match you with hehe

i hope this meets your expectations and that you enjoy ! thank you too for getting me into i7 in the first place 🩷

your idolish7 matchup is someome who shares quite a few similarities with you. like you, he’s busy more often than not, even at the expense of his own health. similarly to you, he’s a perfectionist when it comes to anything related to his work, offering only the absolute best to the people who are counting on him. even if his words hold underlying venom sometimes, the truth is he is very kind and won’t hesitate to answer to the needs of those around him.

well, i think with this you might already have a pretty good guess of who i’m thinking about… tonight, the stage lights are focused on…

♡ KUJO TENN

Why do I think you and Tenn are truly a good match? Well, mainly because you two have a fair amount of aspects in common, differing just enough as to not clash with one another.

You mention you like being active, filling your free time with doing whatever activity you can. And I think that’s something Tenn would really like about you, he finds your drive and initiative very attractive.

Another aspect in which you two would find mutual agreement would be in both you guys perfectionist tendencies. Tenn would finally feel understood when he gives his all (and more) at concerts, even though that doesn’t mean you’re not going to worry anyway when he overexerts himself.

Your creative hobbies are something Tenn would admire too.

And, of course, you will not hesitate to put them to good use in times of need…

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Tapping sounds grab Tenn’s attention the moment he gets home.

Granted, it is not uncommon for the house to not be completely silent, now that he lives with his two friends, but this rhythmic sound… it kind of reminds him of a certain someone focused on getting a perfect score on whatever new idol game she was playing…

Turns out, seconds later, the idol’s suspicions would be confirmed.

Mostly, at least.

There, on the living room’s couch, donning one of his blush pink sweaters is you.

Legs crossed, and laptop over your lap, you seem to be intently working on something.

The few polaroids of you and him decorating the back of your computer don’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend when he approaches, a sincere smile titling his lips upwards in the way you always loved to see on stage.

“What are you working on, my love?” Your partner asks, as he takes a seat by your side, leaving a soft kiss on your cheek.

“Give me a minute…” you reply absentmindedly, as you adjust a few settings on your screen.

A chuckle leaves Tenn’s lips, maroon gaze full of warmth as he observes you hard at work.

Then he notices what you’re actually so focused on: vivid images of TRIGGER concerts flash on your screen, strategically arranged, combined with locations, lyrics and song lists.

“Yes!” You whisper-shout to yourself, stretching your arms after saving your progress. Then you relax against the sofa’s backrest, sighing with a smile.

“That’s us?” Tenn questions, intently looking at your laptop, shades of pink, blue and white accented over a dark background around all the moving pictures and videos displayed.

“That’s right!” You confirm proudly. “Since Yaotome productions and you guys are no longer working together…” You mumble that bit sadly, thorns of disdain prodding at your heart when you think of the people responsible for TRIGGER’s current predicament. “I’m managing your official website for the time being.” You explain. “Here, I’ll show you.” With a few clicks and hovering your mouse over some of the images, the homepage comes up.

“See? I added gifs and images from your concerts,” you show him, turning your computer around so your lover can get a better view. “And if you click on them,” you demonstrate. “Ta-da! The list of songs you performed on each of them appears. But that is not all.” Tapping on the tactile mouse, you continue. “I added short samples of every song, as well as links to purchase your albums online. What do you think?” You ask Tenn, a small smile curling your lips.

“You really did all this?” He asks, staring in wonder at all the work you’ve put into the design.

“Mhm! Oh, and I forgot to tell you! I added a ‘news’ tab too, that will update according to dates and locations where you’ll be performing next, of course with links to buy tickets as well.

“Amazing…” Tenn utters, demure fuchsia gaze captivated by all your hard work currently on display. “You are amazing, my love.” He whispers, eyes leveling you in hues of tenderness and adoration.

You giggle.

“You are amazing, Tenn…” Your hand finds his, thumb gently rubbing over his soft skin. “This is the least I could do for you now…”

He gives you a subdued smile, melancholy and delicacy playing in duet on the curve of his pink lips.

“Your presence is more than enough.” Your angel vows, placing a kiss on your hair as his arms settle around your form.

And so, the rest of the afternoon goes by with you two cuddled on his bed, cozy blankets all around you, as you show the modern day angel more of your creations, TRIGGER’s songs playing in the background.

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Something Tenn is very drawn to as well when it comes to you are your leadership abilities. To see you taking initiative and bringing others together… he feels very proud of you (and if you’re in public he totally has to restrain himself as to not hug you from behind and cuddle into you right then and there).

You mention you’re always trying your best to help others in any way you can, which again, would make Tenn feel all warm and fuzzy inside when he sees you caring for someone else or teaching them how to do a certain thing they’re struggling with. He is someone who never hesitates to selflessly give his everything for others and cares deeply for those close to him, even if oftentimes he hides it with his harsh facade.

In reference to your mbti type, infjs tend to gravitate towards deep connections and meaningful conversations, which is something intjs (Tenn’s mbti) do too. Additionally, both types like to be organized and plan things beforehand, so you two would vibe well in that sense.

If we talk about differences, the ones both types share can make then connect even better, as intj’s rationality pairs well with infj encouragement to express feelings.

So, yes, you and Tenn are a solid match; you have similar mindsets when it comes to work, and the differences you share would be beneficial, especially when you try to help him take care in the instances he pushes himself to extremes.

♡ RUNNER UP: OSAKA SOGO

You and So are a highly compatible pair as well. Both of you share love for artistic pastimes, which I believe could turn into hours of quality time together. In addition, he could finally feel free, like he can enjoy the things he loves without being disliked for it.

You being a good leader would help him too. As we know, he tends to keep most of his troubles inside (unless you push him to the limits, that is), opting to apologize first thing even if he did absolutely nothing wrong. With you, however, he could perhaps take inspiration and speak up like you do when you bring people together.

In addition, Sogo’s soothing words and presence would be a good reassurance that your work is good enough if you’re ever being too perfectionist.

Also, since you like writing and he wants to try writing music, I can easily imagine you two working together on the project: you writing the lyrics, while he works on the melody. The song’s guaranteed to be a banger!

#idolish7 #idolish7 x reader #idolish7 matchups #ainana #ainana x reader #idolish7 imagines #kujo tenn #osaka sogo #kujo tenn x reader #osaka sogo x reader

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akkivee · 10 months ago

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hiii I'm someone who cries about stage posse at least once a month so!!! Some other fun stage posse things...

I love love love Sakata so much...!!! For me he is *the* Gentaro, like you said he did enforce more of his weird girl side and that made me so happy, and talking about being "so happy" stage posse recreated the whole gero gero gero scene once! Unfortunately this was in a not recorded day, but there is one where when saying thanks to the audience etc Sakata actually went "I'm so sad that is over *fake cries..... just kidding !!!I'm happy happy happy!!!!🐸🐸🐸", after that the audience wouldn't stop laughing so Samalan could start talking and it was pretty funny lol

On the first bop when Gentaro wasn't there, Ramuda made Dice pretend to be Gentaro to say how he was enjoying to show and !! I love when posse imitates each other, this is also the bop where we got projection Gentaro on a big screen exploding

The fp interaction on the championship tournament, they won the first round and Ramuda is thinking he is totally going to die after this and has been hiding from Chuoh, so when Gen & Dice go on the usual "I'm gonna bet the whole prize money- no you will not" thing Ramu interrupts saying he will give his part for Dice, and it's Dice who steps up to say "no. We are going to win, and split it in three equal parts" and this makes me so AAAAAA

Overall posse pda... it's so important to me how close they are, I really hope the next fp becomes the bestest of friends and have a banger chemistry on stage 😭😭

There is probably more but I'm not remembering rn!! Thank you for those stage rambles I hope this makes someome decide to give a try to hypstage, and I guess it's taking my grief out a bit and making me excited to what shanenigans the new era of stage will bring us

i haven’t watched the first bop in foreverrrr omg i remember that giant gentaro projection but how did i forget it exploding lmao????? and stage posse imitating him in his absence god you just unlocked my bop stage memories lmao

and i love that previous fan interactions came back for the final bop like see this why i’m going to pay better attention to our new posse fr i can’t believe i didn’t have the whole context to that scene lmao

#vee got an ask #kiramyssu #lol!!!!!!!!! the championships for both rounds are like the only stage productions i haven’t watched and clearly i’m missing out 😭😭😭😭😭😭#that actually helps give me context to some of posse’s drama missing ig??? from fp vs mtc lol #i’ll remedy that eventually hhhhhhhhhhh and seriously i’m paying better attention to stage posse this time 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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cxnevr · 1 year ago

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Hello, how are you? I'm C 🐚. May i ask for a free reading please? I wanted to know if a happy marriage is on the cards for me in future? If yes, then a bit about my FS please? I'm a bit older, perpetually single due to family and mental health issues. Now, finally I feel like I have control of my life in my hands, but time seems to be slipping by. Thanks a lot for this opportunity. I hugely appreciate it. 🙏 I'm she/her, interested in men (he/him).

hello! i don’t usually read yes/no questions, but i think the cards are telling me that you might be overthinking/worrying about this too much. you have so much potential and the ability to be fully satisfied with yourself emotionally, and i feel like your main desire to be in a relationship might be very heavily influenced by people around you. the cards think that you should learn to take a leap of faith, and enjoy life on your own, because you are a whole person by yourself, and you really shouldnt place that big on an emphasis on having a romantic partner in your life as a means of making your life feel complete. learn to enjoy life on your own first, and be okay with maybe never having someome in your life. go travel, eat good food, make new memories and experience new things.

that being said, i think that you may find someone to love romantically in your lifetime. they may be a very fitting match for you, almost like someome perfectly complementary to you. there are definitely certain chapters in your life that may have to end or change before you can meet them, but things will accelerate once you learn to be happy on your own, and after this change has occured. thank you for participating and i hoped this helped!

#free reading no. 7

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psychelis-new · 7 months ago

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sometimes i dont know how we are expected to enjoy something in this economy or in modern society where people seem to only really care if its about a rich person or someone whos popular or pretty and attractive. for instance if celeb passes away its such a huge deal but if its one of us it doesnt matter so much cause we dont matter or only a few handful of people would miss us compared to a celeb. or that society is so much about what someone does and how much they make from it that i feel soulless like theres so many folk who say do something bc it make u money not bc it make u happy.

im really conflicted nowadays and i dont like the state my country is in, it doesnt care about it citizens but it care more about the royals than anyone else every tome w royal member breaths they get free press but any time someome normal does something it never gets the same reception. as i said i dont think it matters anymore who does or doesnt live a long life bc it only matters what they did as a person or how society is constantly about having a following or likes comments and subscribes or is it the fact that screens are being used everywhere?

honestly i think this is the worst version of society. i dont want to have to chase people only for them to barely give effort in return but thats what i feel like i have to do bc society has its cliques online and offline. i hope this rant makes some sense and thank you v much for letting me rant!

Hello dear :) Well, there's a lot here...

Despite I understand what you mean, it's also about statistics: famous people are known by far more people than "common" (let me use this adjective, even if it's not right) people, so it's obviously natural that more people can be aware of their existence and cry over one of them passing away compared to one person known only by 20-30 people or less: famous people have the chance to "keep in touch" with/be seen by many people at the same time through what they do, cause all they do has a resonance caused by the ability they have to move markets and create capitals as well (mostly because of "common" people being so invested in them, js). For this reasons their lives are under the lenses of the world: not that good in the end, as their privacy is basically non-existant; they're supposed to share everything about them, cause people wants to know everything about them and compare their lives to the ones of those famous people: if they go through lows, "common" people may feel better about themselves, or see famous as more "normal"; in the best case we just can get inspired by famous people (maybe they made a dream come true and so we hope to be able to do the same somehow). It's very tough cause it's not just about love, but they get also hated and envied far more easily and by far more people than "common" people: again it's about statistics.

The thing to keep in mind here imo is: it's not about quantity, but quality. One can be loved by the whole world but it doesn't mean everyone will remember them forever (and also, it depends on how and why they will: it's not always for something positive or good). Focus on you and your own personal relationships, on making them good enough so that even if just one person will care about and remember you, it will be more than enough cause it will be for the right reason. And that's what matters in the end (imo, ofc).

Life these days is easily influenced by fake lives we see online through social medias: all is buildt up so that it can look amazing (think photographs and AI as well). Many people (not just influencers) try to avoid sharing the "bad" part but only focus on the good and so the idea that everything must be perfect to be good and there's no way one can go through lows in life is something that is playing with the mind of many, making them think their lives are just terrible because they cannot make it good or make enough money (what is enough even? Everything costs more and more, so the fear of running out of money may make people fear living in poverty and need to make more money: no matter if they aren't happy as long as they're safe -it's about the root chakra yk-. For example esp. in the Southern area of my country, not having a secure job is unsafe for many elders, they may push their children to work in State's offices even if they don't want to, so that they will be sure they'll get paid all the months). All this is just adding a stress that is totally unnecessary: as you're noticing, not feeling supported in our choices by those in an "authority spot" (be it family or state letting us down more or less figuratively) is not going to help us find happiness or even wealth (what one can consider it made of). And seeing other making it (famous people for instance), may make us envious of them. Resentful even.

I don't think there's someone living the perfect life, we all go through bad stuff, it's just a matter of how we decide to deal with it and how much we share. Many pretend it's not real and try to forget about it by focusing on whatever else, and even on other people (=famous people) but it doesn't work in the end: fake positivity or avoiding negativity never solved any problem. But this is where famous people come in: seeing good/positive posts and being pushed to believe that something good can be (as it will), or even just being comforted by someone we admire can be of help for those going through a bad moment. On the other side, by showing the best side of stuff, some influencers (eg.) may try to convince us to interact with them also to know more about them or to see if their life are really better and how we can be like them... but they mostly do that to gain something. We're still talking about a job (social media in particular, but remember every famous person also generally gains from their appearances and image): followers and interactions of any type with an account, help them reach certain numbers in the algorythm of that specific social media, get viral or become famous/known enough so that they can start collaborations and gain more. And live (they try to make money as well as anyone else: ofc it depends what idea we have of how they make money and how much we know of it). This too has lows ofc, as everything, but we may not always know about them unless the person wants to share about it.

What I mean is: yes society has f-up rules and ideas, it's pretty much corrupted, but it's not famous people the real problem imo. Maybe "common" people just find in them a way to escape their reality (be it for the best or the worst, to send love or hate; maybe they just project, find comfort, avoidance... whatever other need they have unmet), as I was saying. Maybe they just find online (reels/tiktok in particular, fast and entertaining stuff for a life that goes fast and people's decreasing attention span caused by generally feeling low and not being able to keep up with that pace and ending up alone/left out ig) the entertainment they need to unwind and that they cannot find in their lives: they need to look outside, to not think about themselves. I think that until we look at what goes on outside instead of inside (whether it's to find validation or support or whatever else we need and were never given), there's not much that we can change in our lives. I am not demonzing famous people by any means (nor juding "common" people's behaviours): it's part of their job to be there and act as a trigger (at times) for others, but that's not always a pleasant job in the end: what I mean is, maybe we don't have to blame them for what is going on as their lives have pros but also many many cons we need to consider, understand and respect. In their place many people may not be able to deal with the stress and all and give up easily (don't wanna talk about the many famous people giving in to various addictions because of this).

But if you feel like because of society you need to act in a certain way to be accepted and you need to accept crumbs in your relationships, then that's wrong imo. You are free, don't let society cage you into unreasonable rules. You can make your own rules: you may feel alone at first, but you're not going to be forever. There are other people like you. You deserve much more than crumbs and you deserve to at least try to live the life you dream of living. Try to stop for a moment and realize what is this confusion you're experiencing really about. What do you see in the way famous people are treated and what you make it mean of you in comparison (despite I generally don't suggest to compare with others for this but ...yeah)? Do you feel not enough? Do you feel rejected? Underappreciated? Not seen? Idk... Do you really know what you want for yourself and how to get it? If not, start from the basic, see what you really want and need, and work to obtain it. Whatever goes on around you.

Not sure if I said all I wanted to say but I guess I touched the main points at least... Take care<3

#.#asks #life #society

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sup-hoes-its-me · 4 years ago

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Fine Line (Kakashi x Reader)

A/N: hey. Friends to lovers (the only trope i respect) You’re about to marry someone else, a prince from another village in an attempt to save relations with said village, only kakashi stands in the way of that, and everyone knows.

Also, i know kakashi would never do this in reality, but gosh is it romantic to imagine

Word count: 5400

“Y/N, you really need to sleep,” Kakashi sighed, leaning on his fist which sat on the thin, flimsy armchair beside her bed.

She hadn’t slept properly for weeks now, day after day only falling asleep at random hours of the day, naps in the afternoon and a half hour of shut eye in the early morning. She ate sporadically, and her schedule had admittedly started to interfere with her friend’s. Kakashi found himself in her apartment, awake the majority of the nights trying to calm her down.

But nothing was going to help this situation. Tsunade had decided already, after Y/N had hesistantly agreed. It wasn't as if this marriage was forced, but it certainly wasn’t ideal.

The woman never really imagined herself marrying at all, but if she had, she always dreamed it would be out of love for the other person, someone who would match her perfectly like a puzzle piece, essentially, someone who would complete her.

Instead, she had been hastily shoved into an arranged marriage with a man she and Kakashi guarded on one of their missions. He was the wealthy crown prince in the Land of Frost. He was kind enough, and he respected her wishes when it came to the proposal, giving Y/N a month to decide whether she was ready to be wed to such a man.

He promised her the entire world. Jewels, clothes, children, a palace in which to live the rest of her days, anything she could possibly need he would have servants at her beck and call.

It hadn’t seemed like the worst idea at all, and Y/N shortly considered it. It wasn’t until Tsunade heard about it that things became serious.

The relationship between the two lands was falling apart, and this was a last resort, she had said. It wouldn’t mean she could never see her friends again but meetings would be scarce, and she was positive he wouldn't let her train and go on the occasional, non-dangerous mission. It would be as if she were abandoning her entire life, she realized as the weeks passed after the engagement was set.

And so the letter was sent back to the Land of Frost, and abruptly, Y/N L/N found herself engaged to be married in 3 months time. It seemed surreal, only having 90 days practically, to enjoy her normal life and prepare for an entirely new world. She hadn’t known anything else other than the way of shinobi, nor had she adjusted to other cultures. The Leaf was her home, and the thought of leaving it broke her heart.

For the first time in her life, it seemed she was petrified. Sure, there were times when she felt like everything was set up against her, that the enemy might win, but she hadn’t felt so hopeless and lost either. There always seemed to be a light at the end of the tunnel.

Not this time.

“Please, just finish your tea and rest. You’re wasting away,“ he told her again, whispering in a soft tone only the two of them could hear. She was in the medical ward for the night, low blood sugar bringing her in this time. The dangerous combo of not sleeping or eating had set her body into a panic. She was so weak.

As she sipped the tea she sighed, feeling that sting of warmth run down her throat and bring some feeling to her empty, weak stomach. She couldn’t look at the man sitting beside her, it would only bring her pain, she decided. How could she face him? She was leaving him after all this time.

It had been decades since they were apart for longer than the standard mission time. He was always there right alongside her. They grew up on the same street in the same complex. They attended the academy together, fought in the war side by side, travelled the world as jounin just trying to make their way through the twists and turns of village politics. She felt like shit having to leave him behind. It wasn’t like her new husband was going to let her have weekly visits to her old friend, a man who was closer than anyone else she knew. It wasn’t plausible.

Slowly, she had realized that one day would be the last day she could hug Kakashi, that she could look up to him and hear his calm tone telling her it would all be okay, that he would never leave her behind, that he would always be there to protect her as long as she did the same for him. It wasn’t going to be like that anymore, and it often brought tears to her eyes in the late of night in her apartment, tears saturating her pillows and face swelling from the suffocated sobs. One day would be the last time she saw him, and it just hurt so badly. At times she found herself gasping for air, so terrified she couldn't find breath..

So, no, Y/N couldn't bring herself to face Kakashi. Maybe if she distanced herself little by little as the few months went on, it would be easier leaving. Leaving everyone behind. Kakashi, Gai, Kurenai, all the students she had grown to care about over the years. To spend her last days avoiding the people she would miss so dearly seemed like a waste of time and irrational, but it was the only thing that seemed reasonable in her confused mind.

“I can’t,” she replied softly, setting her mug down on the table to the other side of her bed. “How do you expect me to sleep?”

He shook his head in disapproval, his arms crossed over his chest as he leant back in his chair. He replied, “I don’t know. Just close your eyes and it’s bound to happen. You could at least try.” His suggestion was pretty useless, and he knew that. Hell, the amount of times he stayed awake when she begged him to sleep, he should have known he wasn’t going to get anywhere.

“And if I don’t want to?”

He sighed, his eyes rolling to the ceiling, as he muttered, “What is your prince going to say when he sees you with black eye bags and cheeks sunken in?” He felt disgusted, hearing those words leave his mouth. Not only was she to be married to someone she barely knew, but she had to impress him. She had to change herself to fit his narrative of a woman, stereotypically beautiful, effortless yet hard working at the same time. He felt sick to his stomach thinking about that prince, and the ploy Tsunade had put up in the way of arranging them together.

Absolutely sickened.

She peered over at him and frowned. “Between you and me, I don’t give a fuck what that guy thinks,” she whispered, her eyes resting on the doorway to make sure no late night nurses were walking through. “I wish he would take one look at me and break the engagement himself.”

“You don’t have to do this, Y/N.” His eyes now drawn on her, watching as she took another long sip of her tea, which he now suspected was spiked with something Gai had given her on his way out, something to numb the pain she was feeling. It burned her throat so good, and dulled her mind just enough to ease her. The Green Beast understood her desire to help the village, but he also sided with Kakashi in that she could change her mind at any point in time.

Even Gai knew she wasn’t happy, everyone fucking knew.

“Oh, but I do, Kakashi. I don’t really have a choice at this point.”

“You do. Don’t let a spoiled prince take away your happiness,” he argued, his face turned just the slightest shade of red at his frustration. He wanted to wring this prince by the neck for what he had done, for the tough situation Y/N was put in. Either save the relationship between two nations or be selfish and do nothing. “Please, Y/N.”

A part of him liked to believe that his begging was simply to save his friend from a horrible fate, that he was just doing what a normal person would do and defend someone who seemed so helpless, only that wasn’t it. It was never that in the first place. He wouldn’t have been the one to fall apart in Tsunade’s office when she told him that the pair were engaged, screaming profanities at the Hokage who only looked up at him with pity in her eyes. And he certainly wouldn’t have run all the way across the village to her apartment and bang on the door until she opened. He wouldn’t have left her room that night with a tear about to fall from his eye, and vomit coming up in his throat. He wouldn’t have thrown up in the middle of the street that night. Not if he was simply protecting a friend.

He knew that the reason this hurt him so badly is because he loved her. He always knew there was something there, but there was never any reason to act on his feelings. They had all the time in the world it seemed, just the two of them soldiering on in this boring life. Telling her how he felt, how much he wanted her...that wouldn’t have changed a thing between them other than made things just that much more difficult.

Now, Kakashi found himself regretting everything. If only he had said something before, maybe she could have stayed here in the Leaf with him, and all her other friends who had become her family over these decades of struggling together. If only he had stepped up and been brave. He never faltered in the face of fear; why did it have to be the only time he did that screwed him over.

“Kakashi, I can’t go back on the engagement. It would cause us to lose one of our greatest allies,” she told him calmly, but her heart was once again beating too fast for comfort. She found herself falling into that downward spiral of hopelessness once again. She looked over at him with a quiver in her lip and tears bubbling up at her waterline, words softly leaving her mouth, so quiet he almost missed it. “I was fitted for a wedding gown two days ago. I-It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. He asked me to pick what flowers I want at the ceremony.”

“Ah, I see.”

“All I wanted to say was wilted fucking roses, thorns and all. Weeds and empty branches.”

“Just run away if you have to, run for long enough that he forgets about you,” Kakashi suggested, a bit of plea in his voice for her to listen to anything, anything that would get her away from that man, this horrible fate. “You don’t need to do this. Tsunade can make it work.”

“Kakashi.” Y/N paused, biting her lip. Her head was beginning to buzz from the tea she was drinking, one in which Gai added more than a bit of sake to numb the pain. Something the nurses at this godforsaken hospital refused to give her. She gazed over at him with a glaze over her eyes, her cheeks draining of any last bit of color she had in them.

“Yes?”

“I don’t want to marry him,” she confessed, that much was obvious. “I wish I was marrying you instead.”

“Y/N-”

“I’ve never even looked at someone twice because of you. I’ve only ever wanted you, for fuck’s sake.” she bit out harshly, her voice raising with every word. Her eyes were trailed painfully on his own, glaring fire into him. "All these years, all these long, painful years, it's always been you, Hatake."

Just as he was about to say something in response, she had leaned over and pushed him away from her. He opened his mouth to get out a word, but nothing came out. Her angry shouts filled his ears, and he found himself falling. He stood from his chair and backed away from her bed.

“Just get out, Kakashi. It doesn’t matter how the fuck I feel anymore. I should have never said anything. At this point, I'm just tormenting myself. Just get out,” she hissed. “Get out, get out, get out.” Her shouts were painful to hear, but he understood. He wasn’t angry, unlike the girl with the overwhelming emotions bubbling out from the ears. His heart raced at her words, at the rushing emotions flowing through his veins.

He walked out the door without saying goodbye, just hearing her crying behind him while he pushed open the cracked door. As he shut the door behind him, he noticed a particular pink haired girl standing against the wall. She stared at him in shock, having heard the outbursts from the woman in the room who she was just about to check up on to make sure vitals were okay. She heard the confession, and she heard the subsequent backlash. She heard the parts about Y/N not wanting to marry the prince as well.

It wasn’t exactly well known that she resented the engagement, but it was fairly obvious if you spent enough time with the kunoichi, which Sakura surely did being a medical nin.

“Sensei, are you okay?”

“Yes, Sakura, I’m fine,” he breathed, finding himself at a loss for words and lungs utterly useless.

Sakura grabbed onto his arm, peering up at him with just an ounce of determination in her eyes. “You need to convince Y/N-sensei to break the engagement.”

“I know.”

“Did you talk to Lady Tsunade.”

“She won’t listen to me.”

“Then I’ll try to talk to her too. She's not a cruel woman, but she is set on this engagement. She believes it will unite the two villages for hundreds of years. Y/N is one of our best and brightest after all.” Sakura told the man in the darkness of the hospital halls, her soft voice echoing on white walls. “I know it doesn’t seem like things will work out, and maybe Lady Tsunade won't listen. But you have to convince Y/N to stand up for herself."

He nodded, but it felt hopeless even pretending that things would change.

“You two were meant for each other. You can’t just give up on that now.”

And with that, he left down the hall, waving goodbye to his student. He didn’t know how exactly he was going to do this, work out this mess in his favor, but it was worth a shot trying. If he didn’t, it would mean losing the love of his life. He couldn’t lose anyone else, not this time.

Please, just not this time.

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Despite being dressed in all white, Y/N felt anything but pure. She had been dolled up the entire morning by her friends and the young girls of the village. Ino, Hinata and her sister, and a handmaiden sent from the Land of the Frost to prepare her for her wedding that day. Her dress was embroidered with small snowflakes and wisps of silver and baby blue details.

Already she felt as if she were being taken from her village and her heritage with all this decoration from the other land. Not to mention she would be married off somewhere foreign and cold, alone without the comfort of her family and friends here in the Leaf. The only people to be escorting her to the other village would be the handmaid, a couple guards from the Frost, and Kakashi.

Her final request was allowing him to come with her just for the wedding. And maybe it was cruel, to have him there as both their hopes for a happy ending dissolve, but she needed him. There was no way she would make it through the wedding without him standing to the side supporting her, even if the support was purely obligatory.

She never said anything to Tsunade, in fear of being rejected or patronized for changing her mind. Instead. She just waited for the fateful day.

Y/N stood at the gates, arms crossed over her chest as she stared out into the woods, a white and silver carriage sitting before her with 3 horses standing tall ahead. This was the life waiting for her across the boundary, in the faraway land she would never recognize as home. It would be her last day in the village for a long time, at least until she was allowed to leave. Still, her life wouldn’t be the same ever again. She never dreamed of living in a world where she was forced to be a housewife, alone in a giant house without her companions, without the rush of the hunt on missions, without feeling the chakra flowing thickly through her veins.

She’d said her goodbyes. Cleared out her apartment, leaving the majority of her belongings behind with friends and family. She wouldn’t be needing it where she was going.

“Kakashi?” she asked softly, peering over her shoulder at the man leaning against the gate, a book in his hand, the other tucked into his pocket. He wore nice clothing. Better than usual, at least. He wasn’t an honored guest, honestly, he wasn’t truly invited, she was just bringing him along upon her own stubbornness. He looked nice, dressed up like he cared today.

He lifted his eyes and hummed in reply, obviously lost in his own thoughts as well.

“I feel like I should have stayed longer in the village, to say goodbye. Our friends...Gai and all our students, Iruka...I feel like I'm just abandoning them,” she told him. “I just don’t think I’m ready to say goodbye. I guess I just don’t know how to say goodbye, a real goodbye. I’ve never felt like this- like I need to put so much thought behind a farewell because honestly, I’ve never felt like it would be my last one.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I have never intentionally left someone knowing that I’ll never see them again. It fucking sucks that I’m standing here knowing I’ll never see you guys again after this. I can’t accept it like that though. I keep thinking that after this is all over life will be back to normal, but it won’t.”

“I know. We should have tried harder to get you out of this mess. I could have said something-”

“It’s not your fault. I-I shouldn’t have agreed in the first place. I only agreed because I didn’t think I had a chance with you, so what would it matter leaving to be with someone else,” she blurted out, her truths coming out in heavy waves, “It would make me less lonely, I thought, even though it’s clearly done the opposite. I’ve never felt more impending loneliness than I do now.”

He sighed, shutting his book and stuffing it into his jacket pocket. It was like him to bring his romance novellas on a trip like this. She wanted to smile at his hobby, but her heart felt too heavy in her chest to even lift her lips. “I’ll see you again, Y/N. One day, I’ll get the chance to go back there and see you, as long as you let me in.”

“I don’t want it to just be one day,” she cried, throwing her arms down at her sides. She felt gross in these dreary robes, too decorated for her tastes altogether. “I want to see you everyday. I never want to go another day without you by my side. Jesus, this whole situation is just sick.”

He placed a hand on her shoulder and furrowed his brow. “Keep quiet. You’re gonna make a scene, Y/N.”

“I just can’t be quiet about this. Don’t you understand how I’m feeling? Aren’t you going to miss me too?” The woman asked, feeling her hands begin to sweat as she clenched them over and over. She stared at him, right into his exposed eye, her breaths becoming shallower with every passing moment. Panic creeped up her neck so quickly, smothering her thoughts, rationale flying out the window.

“Of course I will, L/N. That’s a stupid question, and you know it. I’m just trying not to get caught fraternizing with a future queen, yeah?” he mumbled, his voice hushed. "Just calm down. You're getting pale." He wanted to reach down and run his hands along her arms, smooth over her shoulders for just a bit of comfort, but he refrained. He didn't want to touch her in front of wandering eyes, the eyes of any Frost people.

After scanning the area, she grabbed a hold of his wrist, her fingers firm with no intention of letting go. “We need to leave. You and me, we can get out of here.”

“What?” He could only ask, completely stunned at her suggestion.

“Remember what you told me in the hospital. You told me to run away. We run away from here now, for as long as it takes for the prince to give up on me.” How scandalous, he thought. He couldn’t possibly just take the bride and run, could he? He hadn’t even pondered that route in his nightly daydreaming before bed, tossing and turning trying to think of a way to save his friend from the depths of whatever this prince had to offer.

“Y/N, I meant just you. I-I can’t just go against Lady Tsunade like that-”

“Kakashi Hatake, you’re my best friend, but more importantly, I’m in love with you. If I’m not wrong, the feeling is mutual. If that doesn’t make you want to run away together then I call cowardice,” she said boldly, her eyes never once leaving his own. “Come on, we don’t have the time for this.”

This could ruin him, he knew that full well. But there was just something about this woman he couldn’t let slip from his grasp. His entire world fell into her hands. When he felt that inevitable tug on his arm, pulling him into the familiar woods before them, he found himself following without a single restraint. The only thing he felt was his heart racing in his chest, bursting with an adrenaline he hadn’t felt in a long time.

They pushed through the forest for as long as she could run, tripping over branches and roots along the way, but never losing grip of each other. Her blood pulsed through her veins, and honestly, she had never felt more alive. Her entire life she found herself bowing down to those superior to her, listening to each word they say and meeting their every beck and call. She accepted a proposal she desperately wanted to decline solely to please the Hokage, one of the worst mistakes of all because she needed to obey.

It felt so fucking good to break the rules, to be disobedient for once in her sorry life.

Finally, after running for what seemed like miles, she finally slowed to a stop next to a particularly large tree. Her palms pressed against the rough bark, wood chips digging into her calloused hands. He slowed to a stop beside her and watched silently as she caught her breath, her chest rising and falling under the thick robes she wore.

“These shoes sure as hell aren’t made for running,” she mumbled, looking down at the pathetic slippers they’d given her. “I think we are far enough away that we can sit and talk for a little bit.”

“Yeah, you wanna talk about how you committed treason.”

“You did, too. Don’t blame this all on me.”

“You were the one with all your “cowardice” and ��love” crap. God, this entire thing feels like it’d come out of one of Master Jiraiya's novels.”

She took a seat on the ground, not caring if the dirt stained her robes. Why would she care? She was dead either way. If Tsunade ever laid eyes on her again, Y/N knew she’d be a goner. That woman would kill with no hesitation, she was convinced of it. Y/N’s eyes trailed back up to her the man, and she could only groan. “Listen I know there were definitely better ways of doing this, but I’m not the sharpest kunai in the box. I was just doing what my feral instincts were telling me to do. You were the one who just followed after me like a lost puppy.”

He rolled his eyes, huffing out, “What was I supposed to do? Think rationally? You’ve got my brain turned to mush half the damn time; what do you want from me?”

“Don’t worry, you’re literally Tsunade’s best ninja- She’ll let you back into the village.”

“You’re not that bad yourself-”

“Yeah, that’s why she tried to pawn me off to the Land of Frost to be a stay-at-home mom. Things aren’t lining up, Kakashi.”

He sighed, finally deciding to take a seat beside her against the tree trunk. He leant his head against the wood, his eyes peering up into the trees. Things had taken a wild turn, that’s for sure. He really did feel like he was in one of his romantic drama, the only thing missing was the R-rated content-Not that that was what he was thinking about, of course not…

How the story would end, he didn’t really know.

“Well, what’s done is done. Whether it was a bad decision or not.”

“I really didn’t think this through.”

“Nope.”

She turned to him, her eyebrows furrowed deeply, frustrated with this entire thing. “Kakashi, I did this because of you. Because of what we have going on between us. Did you want me to be married off to that pig of a prince?” she questioned.

“No.”

She nodded at his answer and leaned back in her spot. Her arms worked their way to being crossed over her chest, and she couldn’t look him in the eyes at this point, her sight set on a particular mushroom a few yards away. Her words were curt, if not awkward, “Speaking of which, we need to discuss what we are or how we feel or whatever.”

“I thought that was obvious.”

“Not really. I mean, I’ve told you how I feel already, but um, you haven’t said a thing.”

“But you clearly know.”

She shook her head, a bit of heat rising up her cheeks and ears. “Doesn’t matter. I gotta hear you say it, for real.”

Kakashi let his eyes wander over to the woman, who sat there like a child with her arms crossed and her eyes tucked away somewhere else. He almost wanted to laugh. She reminded him of a student at times with her bashfulness. It was definitely one of the many things he liked about her. “What? Do you want me to tell you I love you, or something?”

“Yes, that would be nice after all the trouble I’ve been through for you.”

He chuckled that time. Of course, all the trouble…”Y/N, I guess I love you. I guess I spent all these years ignoring my feelings, and it took this whole arranged marriage thing to make me realize I was missing out on a really good thing,” he confessed, voice softer than usual. “When you told me in the hospital, riding out your buzz from the spiked tea Gai gave you, that you wished you were marrying me instead, I just knew I had to have you. Truly though, I knew on our first meeting that I wanted you.”

“I was such a clumsy idiot back then. I think I’ve matured a lot since then, don’t you think?”

“Maybe, you’re still a clumsy idiot, just one with great ninjutsu.”

“Hey!”

"All I know is that I loved the feeling of falling in love with you. How good it made me feel. I was more worried about you than ever before, but every time you smiled and said hello, anything you did really, started to make my days better and better,” he continued, “This life has been cold and harsh to me, but you just swooped in and made it worth something.”

She felt her heart beat faster in her chest hearing that, a warmth growing in her stomach as she scooted closer to him, inch by inch. He clearly didn’t take notice or mind, so she pressed her side to his, shoulder to shoulder and thigh to thigh. She felt ridiculous in these heavy ginormous robes, too bulky to move properly. She dropped her head on his shoulder gently, and felt him relax into her touch.

“I love you so much it hurts. My hands are shaking because of all the love that’s overflowing,” she told him with a sheepish grin, holding up her hand so he could indeed see that her hand was vibrating. He clasped her hand in his own and lowered them to his lap. His thumb ran over her knuckles in soft strokes, and she melted into the gentle touch of the man she cared so deeply for.

“I’m glad I ran away with you.”

“Me too.”

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It had been about 3 days before someone found them wandering in a nearby village. It was only a matter of time before they were found and brought back to the Leaf, anyway, so no surprise to them there. It was exciting having a few days without responsibilities, just living almost as if they were civilians in love.

People in the village stared as the pair walked through the streets of the town, whispers being heard and looks shared. It was only a matter of time before everyone knew about the Copy-nin and his battered bride companion being escorted into Konoha.

Tsunade was in her office waiting for them to arrive. The door shut behind them, and Y/N wished someone was there to witness the Hokage murder them, only, the fatal blow never came. Instead, calm words reached their ears.

“I’d say I’m surprised, but I’m really not.”

“Lady Tsunade, let me explain what happened-” Y/N started to say, but she was quickly interrupted.

“I really don’t need to hear the details of your 3 day sex-capade,” she dismissed, a look of disgust crossing her face. Y/N’s face morphed into that of pure horror, the thought of the Hokage and everyone in the village that knew they ran away assuming that’s what they’d been doing. It was humiliating, to say the least. She didn’t have time to process the fact before the Hokage spoke again, “I’m mad because you two essentially committed treason, but thankfully, the prince didn’t have any complaints. He apparently saw a psychic the day of the wedding who told him that his marriage was cursed for eternity, and was ready to call off the entire thing. Superstitious bastard.”

“So, the Land of the Frost and the Leaf are still allies?” Kakashi asked.

“Yes, fortunately," the Hokage stated simply. She lifted her eyes to the younger woman, and the exasperation was obvious in her appearance as well as tone. The girl in question nervously rubbed her forearm, embarrassed beyond belief. It was one thing getting screamed at, but it was another to be scolded like a child. "Y/N, if you wanted to break the arrangement, you should have just told me. I could have worked it out somehow. There was no need for all this drama.”

She bit her lip, not knowing what to say. She really should have said something before, but she was foolish. “I know, but I didn’t want to disappoint you," the woman mumbled awkwardly.

“Well, you did.” Ouch, so blunt.

“I know.”

She nodded, clearly having said what needed to be said. Her eyes dipped back down to her paperwork. The air wasn't nearly as heavy as when the pair first walked in, and Y/N finally felt air fill her lungs once again. Her nerves had really been for nothing, thankfully.

“Very well, you two are dismissed. Don't go around pulling shit like this again, or I’ll see to it that you actually receive punishment.”

The doors shut behind them, and Y/N let a smile grow on her cheeks. She turned to the man at her side, her smile only growing that much more at the sight of his handsome face. “Things sure worked out for me. I didn’t get in trouble for my crimes, and I have a boyfriend now,” she gleamed.

He smirked, rolling his eyes. “Don’t get too cocky. You still have to deal with Gai.”

“I’m not prepared for the amount of hugs I am about to receive.”

“Neither am I.”

And as they heard those oh-so familiar, loud footsteps rushing up the stairs of the Hokage Tower, they knew they were in for it.

"Kakashi! Y/N! I heard the joyous news of your return!"

Oh, boy.

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such-a-bitchh · 3 years ago

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M6 with a GN Mc who's a chaotic dummy

Requested by velvetxx1, hope you'll enjoy <3

He loves how chaotic you are

Always there to amswer your stupid questions

Sometimes Faust joins in too

Then, they have double trouble full of questions

They do get worried sometimes

They're scared that you'll going to get yourself hurt

Always on defence mode when someone says you're too hyper

He's ready to curse them so don't worry about bullies

Faust loves how hyper you are tho, she really does

Aboit being messy, you both are so for you or him it's not a problem

But Faust... she can get angry at both of you about if

She loves you very much but sometimes you give her headaches

Your questions are a little bit too much for her

But she adores the fact that you think she's so inteligent and knows answers to so many things

Chandra may get jealous when Nadia shifts all her attention to you to answer your questions

She won't show mercy to anyone talking shit about your hyperness

You can lighten her day by being so happy all the time

She doesen't really like your messiness

It makes her messy a little bit too

She does help you with quitting this habit

Which is very sweet of her

All the time when he sees you so chaotic he melts

Your messiness is quite tiring for him

As a doctor he can't afford getting the habit from you

He's quite protective when it comes to you getting bullied about it

Sometimes he gets tired answering your questions

But he fell in love with you because of this

So it doesen't bother him

Malak on the other hand, can't stand you

Every time you start asking questions he squeks

Julian always fights him about it

Lather he comes back home all scrached

It hurts you to see him like this, but you understand that it"s because he loves you

Well, she's chaotic herself so it doesen't bother her that much

Well, she do mind you asking so much questions when she's at work, so you don't do it

Sometimes you're playing a game "who'll ask more questions in 5 minutes"

Or "who's going to answer more questions in 5 minutes"

Pepi then gets out

She'll beat ANYONE trying to offend you

Same goes for you

You'll both play games staying up late

Running around the cottage

Playing hide and seek in the middle of the night

All kinds of fun, in the most random times

It makes you both feel domestic

You're both messy so it doesen't bother her

You help each other in finding things on daily basis

Well, with him isn't like with Portia

He often gets tired of your questions

But he'll never be mean to you about it

Never.

He hates it when someome is bullying you

He's very quiet himself so when people see you together they think it's adorable

He does think it's sweet when you're all kid like

He doesen't really like when you loose so many things all the time

But it's perfectly okay with Inanna to look for your things

She's the BEST little helper

You play with her very often because you both have energy all the time

Muriel loves your interactions

You always knwo how to lighten up his days

The worst and the best chaotic duo at the same time

Both of you are playing with Mercedes and Melchior all the time

There are days when you even run faster than them

Lucio literally ADORES your hyperness

Finally he's not the only one asking milion questions in one minute

He also feels better when you two are having late night stupid talks

Then, you're literally talking about ANYTHING

You both are quite messy so it's funny qhen on monday morning it goes something like this

"Mc where's my left sock?"

"I don't know, do you know where's my watch?"

"No but..."

At like this all morning untill Nadia comes to you and brings you all the lost things

Maybe Lucio doesen't get irritated at you, but Nadia does (at both of you)

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cinderspots · 3 years ago

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Ok so hear me out- Miranda with a S/o who is also a bird mom™ but instead of shifting into a crow they shift into a Phoenix and often tower over Miranda's human and crow form but is really snuggly and affectionate

That's so cute, makes me think of an oc of mine lol

Hope you enjoy ❤

Tag List: @minitrescu @ultimatebottom69 @imsososolesbian @luni-draws-crap @fatherse7en

Included: Mother Miranda

Mother Miranda

Miranda doesnt like being short, lets be real

Shes all pouty because youre tall

But

She loves that youre also a birb

Preening! Together!

(You have to be forced, it hurts)

Mirands makes cooing noises, you make this adorable half baked squawk

Like what the baby dinosaurs make in Jurassic Park

It was disastrous when you teo started puffing up at each other

Broken items everywhere

Mortified

But now you both knew

You go flying together

And you do help Miranda with her...uh...shiny fixation

Yall are just adorable when alone

But when someome pisses you off, some of your feathers catch on fire

Youre like an attac birb

Protec the crow, attac the Ethan

The whole thing

S n u g g l e s

Miranda is touch deprived and she might not let you leave

I mean

Nobodys complaining?

#cinderasks #anon #mother miranda #mother miranda x reader #resident evil #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #re8

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dykeotomy · 2 years ago

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Hi!! Hope work isn't making you too tired. I'll answer to the last ask you answered later cause it is a lot to touch on and I need to organize my thoughts better for that one (that's actually so exciting tho!! I feel like I'm actually making progress and challenging my views)

I'm sorry you were exposed to porn at a young age (I think most people who partly grew up online have been exposed to it early on which is a whole problem of its own) and it actually infuriates me so much that most leftist I know associate the term with ultra-religious-right-wing propaganda cause there are legit cases of people who just can't have a healthy sex life because of their porn addiction. Thing is porn involving violent kinks has nothing to do with the actual practice because well porn is never accurate.

Most of the kinky people I know actually recognise porn as a violent industry and understand the harm its done to young people and as far as I'm aware they do notice very easily when someone only knows kinks through porn because its so different from actual kink specially when it comes to the more violent ones because normally there is care put into it you check on the other person etc. Porn does affect your perception of sex but isn't the birth of violent kinks and it isn't misogynistic for a straight coulple to enjoy them.

On a different but still related note I feel that it's very possible for violent kinks to be an extension of a degradation kink (examples include women with misogyny kinks: simply an extension of degradation. men w misogyny kinks are to be kicked in the head tho)

So i think cnc its in the same category as ddlg: better for someome to pretend to be harming someone than to actually harm an unsuspecting victim. I truly believe that rapists have some kind of paraphilia like pedophiles do which can't just be swiped under a rug and needs serious treatment with a professional and while they work on that and get the help they need cnc and ddlg are temporary solutions or maybe a way to make it easier to transition to having a normal sex life that doesnt involve harming unconsenting people.*

As for other violent kinks (I am not usually the perpetrator so take this with a grain of salt) I think its more about pleasing your partner. You know they get sexual gratification from certain actions and that is what the dominant person in the situation likes more than inflicting pain. From my point of view that's just a means to an end.

It is true that these kinks have that more dangerous side of your brain associating pain with pleasure, but you can manage that and people have different ways to combat that association.

*Expanding on cnc, ddlg and the kind: while I (and most people) find those kinks to be gross immoral and unhealthy among other adjectives its not something that you can be forced into (assuming your relationship is healthy) both parties have to be into it and hey as long as it helps them in their own ways and they are respectful about it I dont really care. We have to be critical of the things we like and the communities we are in but we also have to undersy that private is private, and if something works for a couple we shouldn't go around shaming them for doing something in private they both consent to. Do I think ddlg/cnc/etc is disgusting? Yes. Is it my business? No and I dont want it to be -L.A.

hi! dw about me, i love answering these :) take your time on answering the last one—and i feel the same way! this convo is really helping me articulate my views better and understand why i think the way i think

i brought up porn addiction as a related topic to violent kinks, not because i think porn is the cause of them. in fact, i think this proves the inherent misogyny behind violent kinks, because men were getting sexual gratification from violence long before pornhub existed. there have been studies done that show the link between porn use and lack of empathy/tendency towards violence/misogyny. i’ll link a couple below

x / x / i also have some stuff on this in my male violence, sex industry, and kink critical tags; i’ll tag them on this ask so u can click on them if you want

the fact that porn isn’t accurate is exactly the problem. people watch this stuff and form unhealthy expectations around it. that’s how we get a culture obsessed with plastic surgery and hair removal and degradation and hook up culture etc etc etc

i’m having trouble understanding how it isn’t misogynistic for a man to get horny over beating and degrading his partner—i don’t think it’s okay just because she “consents.” i don’t think these kinks can be separated from the society that we live in: the society that socializes men to be violent and women to be subservient

i don’t think anyone with a fetish/kink for rape or pedophilia should be having sex with ANYONE. i understand that i can’t control other’s actions and i guess it is better than them actually committing rape or pedophilia but i believe these two specific fetishes to be mental illnesses and they need professional help, not sex. exposure to CNC and DDLG will simply affirm their fetish and continue teaching their brain to associate rape and pedophilia with sexual gratification.

i find myself wanting to go down the “not my relationship not my business” lane but honestly i can’t ignore the cultural impact that these relationships have. especially with the internet, access to information (and misinformation) about cnc and ddlg is so wildly accessible that anyone could stumble upon it, including minors, survivors of SA, and abusers. the bottom line is that individual actions can’t be separated from the society they are performed in

looking forward to hearing from you again :)

#male violence #sex industry #kink critical #asks #i think i’m gonna go through my blog and make you your own tag so it’s easier to find our interactions #LA asks

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sunshinexlollipops · 2 years ago

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I just started reading amidst a clash of worlds last week and just got to your most recent update note, from about a year ago, today. Given that it's been a bit, im sure someome has already asked this on here so im sorry, but to you ever plan on finishing it? And thank u for gifting us all with an amazing fic

ACW specific ask but last that I'll answer today just so I don't spam the timeline -- but hey there @daydreamingofausten!

will I finish ACW? yes. 100% yes.

even though I'm not sure where I am on writing (I'm having to reconnect with it and stretch that creative muscle, as it completely got cut off from me since 2021 / when I last updated). I have thought so much about ACW and the last chapter of it during the entire time I've been gone. I know I sound like a broken record about it, but in a way, I think it counts that even if it sounds like the same disappointing tune, I've never strayed far from my intentions to come back, even if my guesses as to when were not right, or it seemed like I was hot and cold about it.

ACW means a lot to me and the story has always been one I wanted to finish simply because it was something that changed for a lot of me. also, you and others who responded to the story in a way I've never had readers do. sure, my writing has been enjoyed, but people have never *asked* me about things like this story. I also gained a few good friends and people who stood behind me specifically because of this story. I may have disappeared. I may have unintentionally withered some connections moots because of that absence. I'm not sure if everyone who was waiting since my last update will come around for whatever I manage to do, and whenever I manage to do it. but I'll forever be grateful and aware of the impact of this story had on me and those who read it. it really stands out for me and I have a deep connection to it for that alone. so even if things may not be golden like they used to be for the community around my fic, and that I know I'm a huge reason why that occurred, I'm still looking forward to the day I share with you all the final part of that story and how it wraps up together in the way I always dreamt out.

I do apologize to all for the wait. and for the lack of knowing even now when it'll be over. but despite all that, I have always intended to finish ACW and one day, I shall.

first, I need to get back into writing and figure out how to reconnect and work with that part of myself again. I'm medicated amongst other things, but it's like physical therapy, almost. I have to learn how to walk before I run off with ACW, lol. but now that is eventually a goal I fully intent to fulfill.

I'm happy to hear you still gave my story a shot and enjoyed it as you have! I hope you will be around for when I get my shit together and ACW is given the ending it deserves. because it really will be an emotional doozy and for me, a huge personal milestone. either way, I can't thank you enough for enjoying it as you have, for spending your time reading it and waiting just as I've spent mine on writing and thinking of it. it really means so much to me. <3

#luffy posts #luffy asks #ACW #amidst a crash of worlds

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bjornswoman · 4 years ago

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Jealous

Requested by none.

Author's note: Hey guys! I hope you like this. Thank you so much for your support. Also, sorry about the titles. I'm bad at this.

Pairing: Ubbe x Reader.

Genre: Angst, smut, drama.

Summary: You are jealous of Ubbe being with Torvi.

Warnings: Smut, jealousy.

You drank the ale from your cup, glancing around the place, trying not to look at Ubbe. Hvitserk was sitting next to you and was already drunk. He had been in this table for hours, eating and drinking. When you made it to the Great Hall, you saw Hvitserk, Sigurd and Ivar drinking all together and Bjorn talking with some people. You tried to spot Ubbe. When you did, you cursed. He was standing there talking to that woman, again. Torvi, Bjorn's ex wife. Ubbe had spent a lot of time with her sinve she and Bjorn divorced. People started talking about him and her dating. They were talking about a kiss that he gave her.

You had loved Ubbe for a while now and you weren't pleased listening such things. It was obvious that something was happening between them, but Ubbe told nothing you about it. In fact, he hadn't spoken to you for weeks. The last time you two spoke was before one of your trainings. You were about to go training when you saw him, you spoke a little and that was all.

He was sitting next to her and laughing with that woman, Bjorn's ex. You were curious about how this unexpected thing between them started. She had just divorced and they were together. That was ridiculous. You hated seeing Ubbe with her, so you sat with his brothers, next to Hvitserk and started drinking without speak any word. His brothers were chatting, yelling at each other, fighting, eating, drinking and all over again. He wasn't paying attention to his brothers or you, Torvi had all of his attention. They were sitting together across the Hall.

"Oh woman, don't look at them like that. You will dig a hole on their bodies." Ivar mocked you and you turned to him. Your angry eyes narrowed and fell to his face. Everyone could see that you were annoyed and everyone knew the reason, Ubbe. That wasn't difficult for them to understand. You had always sat next him. You giggled and laughed at any thing he said. You smiled every time he was around. Your eyes were stuck on his figure. You had always been there for him, even if he didn't know it. He didn't but his brothers did.

"If that look on her face killed, you would be dead by now, Ivar." Hvitserk spoke playfully, laughing and drank some of his ale. You rolled your eyes and took a sip from your ale. Hvitserk and Ivar enraged you more. They had always been doing this. All the sons of Ragnar had a unique way to upset people. You didn't want to answer back so you keep gazing at Ubbe and Torvi, but these men wouldn't let you. They were too stubborn and pain in the ass to stop bothering you, they enjoyed it.

"Torvi would be dead along with Ivar and Ubbe." Sigurd stated and you clicked your tongue. You shook your head, trying to stop stare at Ubbe and Torvi and focus to the boys on this table.

"Shut up." You said angrily and continued to drink you ale. You focused on it and stopped gazing at Ubbe. He wanted Torvi and that wouldn't change. He had his chance now that she and Bjorn divorced. His younger brothers laughed at you and continued to mock you, until Bjorn came there.

"What are you laughing about?" He asked confused his younger brothers.

"(Y/N)'s eyes are killing Ubbe and Torvi." Hvitserk spoke and you hit him to stop, but he laughed. When he was drunk, he was more annoying that when he was sober. Bjorn chuckled and took a seat next to you.

"I see." He said and drank some ale from a cup. He didn't stop looking at you, so you did the same and left Ubbe talking with his Torvi. "I have a better idea than being here and staring at Ubbe and Torvi." He stated and drank again. You looked at him curious. He was smirking, so you did the same but you were confused about what he was going to say. He leaned closer to your ear. "Let's leave this place. We can do more exciting things than sitting here and staring or listening to my brothers. What are you saying (Y/N)?" He whispered to you seductively. You shivered at his tone. Bjorn was an attractive and strong man and now he was single too. You loved Ubbe but he had done his move to Torvi. A night with Bjorn wouldn't be bad. After all, every woman in Kattegat would want to lay with him.

You smilled widely to him before you answer him.

"I am saying yes, Bjorn. It is too boring inside this Hall and I need something more exciting." You whispered back to him and stood up from your seat before he did. He smiled and did the same. His brothers looked at you confused.

"Where are you two going?" Hvitserk asked.

"We want to have some fun, is that okey with you?" You asked annoyed and he smiled, his brothers did the same and it was more annoying.

"Yes, it is with me, but not with him." He answered and pointed out Ubbe. For the first time this night Ubbe looked at you, but now you didn't care, or you tried not to. All you wanted to do was to spent the night with someone else and who was a better option from Bjorn Ironside, who seemed to be too good to be true at sex, or that was what almost every woman in Kattegat believed.

"Who cares." You spoke and moved out to catch up with Bjorn. You stepped out of the Hall and found him leaned on a wall. You stepped closer to him. He leaned to you, but he didn't kiss you. You expected him to kiss you.

"Well, I think that pissed my brother off and it was exactly what you had to do to annoy him." He spoke and laughed, you were confused by Bjorn.

"You mean that all of this happened just to annoy Ubbe?" You asked and he nodded. He was still smiling. "For what reason?" You asked again and he came closer to you, your bodies touching each other.

"Because it's pretty obvious that you are head over heels for him and he feels exactly the same thing with you. All you needed was a liitle push to be with each other. Trust me I know too good my brother. Tomorrow he will come to you asking you what happened between us." He spoke and you felt you heart pounding in your chest. It couldn't be true. Ubbe had never seemed to be interested in you. He was with Margrethe or other women. He saw interest in them, but never on you. You were just a friend or something like that.

"Ubbe doesn't even talk to me anymore." You muttered.

"He will talk to you tomorrow. Trust me." He told you and disappeared. You stood there trying to process what Bjorn had told you, before you start talking the way that leads to your house.

The next day, you were walking through the market trying to find some herbs. You were a healer and had to find some to make some new medicine. You were trying to find them but you stopped when you spotted Ubbe walking through people to catch up with you. Bjorn was right or not. You were going to find out when he would be closer. Maybe he wasn't coming to you but to someome else. You continued walking until a hand wrapped around your wrist tightly and stopped you. You turned around and faced Ubbe. He let your hand free and his blue eyes examined you.

"How are you doing (Y/N)? It had been a while since the last time we spoke." He spoke, it was uncomfortable for both of you.

"Yes, it is. I'm fine, Ubbe. How about you?" You asked uneasy and started walking again through the market, Ubbe was walking next to you.

"I am fine." He answered back and you both continued to walk without exchange a single word. This silence was an awkward one. Until Ubbe decided to break it. "Um, (Y/N), I-I wanted to ask you something." He spoke and stopped, you stopped too. Bjorn's words repeated in your mind and your heart started pounding in your chest. He was going to ask about last night. "You and Bjorn... last night.... what happened between you two? I mean did you have sex?" He asked and you smiled to him. This smile confused him more than he had already been. You stepped closer to him, that smile never leaving from your lips.

"What if I did? Don't you lay with Torvi too?" You asked him and now he was the one who was smiling. In fact, he was smirking. He come closer, now your bodies were collided and your lips almost touched.

"Do you want to know if I lay with Torvi?" He whispered to you and his hot breath dropped to your neck. That little move from him drove you crazy. You opened your mouth ready to moan but you didn't. You wouldn't let him know that he had such an affection on you. Actually, he really knew what kind of affection he had on you from the shivers of your body. You couldn't find the right words to answer. "Won't you answer?" He continued with the same smirk stuck on his face. It was kind of annoying but you secretly loved it. You loved everything that had to do with Ubbe. You took a breath before you answer him.

"I want to know." You muttered and he giggled. His hands gripped your hips.

"I didn't lay with Torvi because the only one I'm thinking about all the time is you." He whispered to you and your was beating even faster than before. You couldn't prevent the wide smile that formed to your face. "Now tell me, did you sleep with my brother?" He asked.

"No, I didn't. All his was Bjorn's plan to annoy you and finally say that you feel about me what I feel about you." You confessed and he put on his face a smile wider than yours.

"Good because from now on you are only mine, woman." He spoke and pressed his lips on yours. You weren't going to stop him, you wanted him, you wanted this, but you had to push him, someone would see Ubbe and you doing this. You had left the market here and a long time. You were at woods, but curious eyes were everywhere.

"What's wrong?" He asked you frowned and confused. "I thought you wanted this to happen as much as I wanted." He spoke and pulled away from you. You weren't close. You pulled him closer, by grabbing him from his clothes. He was angry by your actions. He was angry because you pushed off of you.

"You can't imagine how much I want this, how much I want you, but not here. Anyone can see us." You spoke and looked around you. There was anyone but still you didn't want it to happen here. Ubbe smirked again and stepped closer to you. His hands wrapped around your waist and he lifted you, you placed youregs aroung his torso and he pushed you to a tree.

He started kissing you again, rougher than before. It was like his mouth was claiming yours. One of his hands stayed on your waist and the other was lifting impatiently your skirts up. He wanted to have you there, in that woods. You tried to stop him again. He stopped kissing you and looked straight in your eyes. Hia hungry blue eyes couldn't wait to see you naked, but he knew that you didn't want to get naked in that woods, so he was about just to have you here and then to have again and again in his room.

"None will see us and if they do, they won't dare to tell you anything, my love." He spome and you smiled. You pulled him by his tunic and and kissed him. He didn't wait you to do so, but you did. The way he called you his love made your heart melt in your chest.

He untied his pants and stoked himself. He was about to place a finger or more inside you but you stopped him.

"I'm too wet. I can take you now, Ubbe." You spoke. You were as impatient as he was, you needed each other. He didn't need to hear anything else. He thrusted himself deep inside you and you screamed. He continued to pounding you roughly and fast. He was pounding so hard that you were about to cry from the pleasure he was giving to you.

After some deep thrusts you were about to release yourself. You tightened around him and you closed you eyes. You shouted his name so loud, that probably all Kattegat heard you. You released yourself around him and grabbed his shoulders to balance your body. He pounded some more times and then pulled out of you and released himself on the ground.

You had stayed in that position for some minutes before he let down and you straightened you skirts, he tied his pants. You were about to leave, when his hand wrapped around yours and pulled you back to him. Your back collided with his chest. His mouth were close to your ear.

"Where do you think you're going? I haven't fimished with you yet and I don't think that I'll ever finish." He whispered to your ear sending shivers all over you body." You are coming to my room with me." He spoke again and lead the way to his house.

That man would be the death of you for sure.

#ubbe lothbrok #ubbe ragnarsson #vikings ubbe #ubbe imagine #ubbe x reader #ubbe fanfiction #vikings imagine #vikings x reader

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