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MISSED YOU - SASUKE SARUTOBI X READER
Warnings : none that I can think of, reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : fluff <3
Word count : 1.3K words
Additional notes : No plot, just some cozy friends-to-lovers vibes (because yes, I adore this man and his trope).
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“Your friendly neighborhood ninja comes bearing gifts.”
“Sasuke!” Immediately dropping the needle and thread in their hand, they jumped up from their work desk. The kimono they’d been carefully embroidering was long abandoned by the time they’d catapulted themself into his arms, already open and waiting.
A rare smile of his (though, was it really all that rare if he’d been giving them so many glimpses of it freely these days?) was on his face, brown eyes twinkling with what they could cleary tell was unadulterated joy as he pulled them into a tight embrace.
“Missed me?”
“When do I not?” They shook their head helplessly, before quickly reaching up to pull him into a sudden, passionate kiss, all eager lips and teasing tongue.
A slightly dazed look was on his blushing face as he finally pulled away for air, clumsily adjusting his glasses with shaky hands. They couldn’t help but muffle a laugh; it was a special kind of delight, flustering their normally straight-faced boyfriend. “I should go away for longer periods of time is this is the kind of reception I receive when I’m back, you know.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” Playfully pushing him by the shoulder, he caught their wrists in his hand, an infinitely affectionate look in his eyes.
“I wouldn’t. I’d probably miss you too much.” Frank as he sounded, and straightforward as his words were, they couldn’t believe that he had the gall to say such things so seemingly-easily.
“Flirt.” Rolling their eyes despite their warming cheeks, they tugged him to have a seat by their little table by the window. “Have you been spending too much time with Shingen lately?”
“No, why?”
“Ah, adopting Yukimura’s oblivion now I see.” Humming, they began to pull out the stash of snacks they’d set to the side for breaks amidst their work. “Having fun messing with me, are you?”
Sasuke couldn’t help himself and cracked another smile, giving up on the act as he took a seat, wrapping an arm around them and stopping them from bringing out even more food tht they would surely be unable to finish and still have an appetite for dinner. “Sorry.”
“You’re not in the slightest.”
A huff of a laugh, and a squeeze to their shoulder came at that. “Not really, no.” With his free hand, he popped a round thing into his mouth, a pleasantly surprised expression coming on his face. “Oh? Are these supposed to be kettle-cooked chips?”
“I tried my best.” Shrugging, they pointed to the teapot in the corner of the room—or, what used to be a teapot, considering that it was currently half-charred and half-melted. “Apparently, we’re still a few hundred years too early to go experimenting with that and make it out unscathed.”
Their boyfriend hummed in satisfaction, taking another one to pop into his mouth. “For what it’s worth, they’re actually good, even if they came at the price of one historical artifact,” he said between chews, giving them a thumbs up.
“You did mention missing your favorite chips last month…”
After swallowing, Sasuke remained still for a bit, unmoving and almost unblinking. They liked to call this his “rebooting” and gave him the customary minute or two for him to school his expression into something else. Much to their delight, it morphed into one of raw happiness and a sweet shade of affection.
“You’ll do me in one day.” Taking their hand in his, he squeezed it fondly. “Thank you. That was very thoughtful of you.”
Feeling slightly bashful at his praise now, they waved him off with red cheeks. “Let me do something grander next time, and we’ll see if then you’ll die of surprise. But I will die of curiosity if you don’t show me the gifts you declared you brought!”
“Well, they’re only really two small things, not much.” Digging into his seemingly-never-ending pockets, he pulled out two little boxes, carefully wrapped with intricately designed silk bows.
Though they were eager to see what he’d gotten them, they had half a mind to keep those ribbons for repurposing later on, and so handled them quite deftly. The two boxes now sitting on their little table, they could feel their heart melt bit by bit, until all they could feel in their chest was this oddly fuzzy feeling.
“Sasuke… this is adorable,” they breathed out. One was what they assumed was an expensive-looking silver paper weight, in the shape of a very familiar squirrel and adorned with sparkling gemstones of varying vibrant colors. They shone with every angle they turned it, and it somehow managed to be just as cute as the pet it was fashioned after. Grinning up at him, they paused from admiring the delicate craftsmanship. “Now I won’t have to worry about missing Kunai when she’s away with you.”
“Though I highly doubt this would offer the same benefits of protection, it bears a striking resemblance, I think.” His attention now turned to the other box, still covered by the velvet cloth covering what was inside. “Here, I’ll put yours on you.”
Before they could get a curious glance at it, he’d already fiddled with their forearm, and then sat back to admire it. Once they’d gotten a good look at what he’d made them wear, they instantly stiffened and their jaw dropped. Sasuke’s eyebrows furrowed at their reaction.
“Do you… like it?”
“Like it?” they incredulously asked, twisted the snake-shaped bracelet that now encircled their arm to display the emerald eyes. “Sasuke, did you, I don’t know, sell a kidney or something?”
At that, a slightly smug smile made its way on his face. “This is what happens when you read ‘Saving Up 101’ and memorize it as a kid. I happen to have a lot saved up.”
“I didn’t know ninja work paid that well. Might as well shift careers, honestly,” they mumbled, still in shock as they carefully touched the gold bracelet that looked like it had taken a painstakingly long time to craft. “This is gorgeous, Sasuke. Thank y—oh?”
When they looked up, they saw Sasuke sheepishly presenting his own arm, with a matching bracelet snaking up his arm, only this one with blood-red rubies for eyes. “I thought I’d get us matching ones. Since I can’t wear something that dangles or makes noise or is too flashy, a tight bracelet that I could wear under my sleeves seemed like the most plausible choice, and—oof!”
Before he could continue, they’d already thrown themself ontop of him and sent them both toppling down to the floor in a fiercely tight hug, before quickly peppering so many kisses on his face that it was physically impossible to point out a spot that wasn’t covered in chapstick. An airy laugh bubbled up in his chest, and his arms automatically pulled them in closer so that they perfectly slotted against each other.
“I’m kind of glad you didn’t think of a ring,” they mumbled against his chest, “So now I can surprise you with one down the line.”
And Sasuke, calm and cool Sasuke who was always unperturbed by most non-fanboy-related things, was rendered speechless again—partially because he couldn’t believe he’d been so hilariously stupid to forget about the existence of unobtrusive rings, and partially because the promise implied in their words turned him into a flustered mess that couldn’t produce a single cohesive thought.
All he did was shakily inhale a long breath, his trembling fingers clutching at the back of their shirt, desperate to ground himself for a moment or two before he lost all senses. They really are going to be the death of me, he thought, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to will his fluttering heart to still in his chest; a request too difficult to achieve when someone had fallen so utterly and helplessly in love.
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Sasuke and Kenshin before spying on the Oda at Azuchi.
Sasuke 🥺 bunny lord is trying his best, u know?
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I looked up and noticed a board come off...a familiar face unexpectedly emerged from the ceiling.
As quickly as he arrived, Sasuke covered his mouth and jumped out the window. No sooner did the shoji to my room open.
(prologue pt. 3)
There he goes...
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A lot of people seemed to like the Kenshin art I posted so I'll also post this art I made in April last year
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Ikesen Boys React to a Tattooed MC pt 3
Thank you again to @otomedad for this fantastic idea ^_^ This one has Sasuke, Yukimura, and Kanetsugu! Approx. 2900 words (yes, I know. They keep getting longer xD)
Sasuke
You glance at Sasuke, wondering what he’s thinking about. His eyes are trained on the night sky, his lips curling in a faint, barely there smile. He notices you looking and turns his head to regard you.
“Are you cold? It’s colder tonight than I expected it to be.”
“No. I’m good.” You feel warm anytime you’re around him. Your very own moderately-awesome ninja.
He rubs his eyes before turning back to look up at the stars. “Alright.” His fingers curl over yours, a gentle caress he doesn’t even seem aware of.
You feel an ache in your chest, sweet and sharp, as you regard his profile. Somehow, that face has become so precious to you, but you don’t know how to tell him or if you even should. Friendship is precious and fragile, you think, as you look back up to the sky.
A sudden gust of chill night air tugs your hair from its messy bun. Strands blow around your face, and you can already feel the tangles forming. “Damn,” you sigh, trying to catch hold of them.
Sasuke looks back at you with that same whisper of a smile. “Here, let me help.” He moves to sit behind you. “I’m not as good at this as Yoshimoto. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” you murmur, feeling heat rise to your cheeks. His legs are to either side of you, and if you were to lean back, you’d be flush against his broad chest. “Here,” you hand him your hair clip, “and, umm, thanks.”
His fingers comb through your hair, sending a shiver down your back. It feels intimate and sensual to have him touch you like this. He tugs your collar down as he corrals your unruly hair. Then you feel him pause, a slight inhale.
“You have a tattoo.”
“Oh. Mhmm.” You try to find words, so you don’t sound like an idiot. But his closeness is so distracting! “It’s, umm, it’s a lotus?”
You feel him lift your hair to get a better look. “Is it alright if I see it?”
“Sure.” You hold very still as he pulls your kimono down a little further, fingertips brushing your inked skin. Just a friend, you remind yourself sternly, as your skin reacts to that light touch.
He is quiet for several moments. You can feel his gaze on your skin, and the faint trace of his fingers as he follows the intricate lines of the petals and leaves. “The lotus has a lot of meanings,” he says finally. “Divinity. Rebirth. It is an excellent choice for a tattoo.”
You smile, a flush of honeyed heat flooding through you at his words. “I liked the spiritualism of it. For me, it’s like a reminder to keep an open heart. And an open mind.”
“A good thing to remember. Especially for a woman who finds herself transported via wormhole to the Sengoku.”
You can hear the laughter in his words, though he doesn’t laugh. Sasuke’s emotions can be hard to read, though you find more and more that you can tell how he feels by the slight changes in his expression, his tone, the depths of his caramel brown eyes. “Ha, yeah. I never expected to have to be this open minded.”
“I’d say you do exceptionally well. At everything.” Sasuke’s breath tickles the hair at the back of your neck, and you feel the slight press of his chest against you. “The detail on this flower is very good. The shading and color. I’d like to look at it in better light.”
Your skin dimples as his words send another little shiver through you. “O-okay. Sure. When we go inside. You can. Look.” Despite your best efforts to not sound affected by his touch, you stutter your response.
“Are you sure you’re not cold?” He lets go of your hair, wrapping his arms around you. You are pulled up close against his chest, his chin rests on your shoulder. “You keep shivering.”
There is no way to reply at first. Your heartbeat is pounding loudly in your ears and you feel like you might not be able to breathe because he is hugging you and it feels - holy cats - it feels so good and so right and he’s just supposed to be a friend but isn’t this -
“Are you ok? You went very still. It reminds me of the prey response in rabbits. You know they freeze to blend in with the environment and can hold -”
“I’m fine.” And you almost manage to sound like it, if a little choked. “I definitely do not feel like a rabbit,” you add, your voice nearly normal.
Sasuke nods. “Alright.” You aren’t sure, but you think he sounds a little breathy himself. “Does this . . . warm you up?”
“Yep.” You feel very very warm in his arms. Hot, even.
“I am warm too. Very warm.” He says nothing for a few breaths, then, “It’s what friends do for each other, right?”
“Right.” You can’t imagine him hugging Yukimura like this. Or Yuki allowing it. But you don’t say that, because you don’t want him to stop.
“Good.” He pauses again, thinking. “I’ve never had a friend like you before.”
You smile at that. “Same. But you’re my best Sengoku buddy, and teacher. And a lot more.” You close your mouth on the almost-confession before it can bubble up and ruin everything.
A slight shudder passes through him, one you can feel. Then, “We should probably go inside. It’s late and it will only get colder up here.”
“You’re right. We can’t sit like this all night.” Part of you is very sure you absolutely could.
He reluctantly lets go of you, taking a moment to pull your hair back into the clip at the back. Sasuke is quiet as he brushes his fingers over your tattoo again. “I don’t know how I didn’t notice it there before. Your lotus.”
“I try to keep it covered. Fewer questions that way. I don’t think many women in this time have them.”
“No, they don’t.” He stands. “But maybe they should. It is exceptional. You -” He wipes at his eyes again, taking his glasses off. “I think I got something in my eyes,” he says, blinking.
You wonder what else he was going to say, but the moment passes and instead, he holds his hand out to help you up. His grip is strong and sure and comforting. “Thanks.” You aren’t sure if you’re thanking him for the hand up or the compliments, or for keeping you warm. All of it, you guess.
Sasuke’s gaze travels over you slowly and you feel yourself tense at the unexpected inspection. Just as you’re about to ask what he’s looking for, he speaks up. “Do you have any other tattoos?”
“Guess you’ll have to find out,” you grin, teasing. You can’t help but notice a faint flush from the tips of his ears down to his neck as he looks away.
He clears his throat and nods, a little unsteady. “Y-yeah.”
You catch him watching you from the corner of his eye and stealing secretive glances at you the whole way back to your room. You’re pretty sure he’s hunting for signs of another tattoo. This will be a fun game, you think, ignoring the little twinge in your heart.
Yukimura
“I don’t know why you wanted to come,” Yukimura huffs, walking at your side up the steep hill. “You’re so slow and your face is all red.”
You glare at him from the corner of your eye, wondering the same thing. It seemed like a great idea when the two of you set out from Kasugayama for the day, but after a few hours of walking, you were ready to strangle him.
“Pfft. I’m holding back for your sake. You have uh, you have stubby legs!” You poke him in the ribs, only half joking.
“I can’t have stubbier legs than you.” He pokes you back harder than you poked him.
“Oh really?” You take a breath and push off your back foot into a run. “Then why am I in front of you,” you call over your shoulder, taunting. This is a mistake you immediately regret as your foot catches on a rock and you tumble forward.
Yukimura tries to catch you, but he’s a little too far back and more than a little surprised. “Hey! Are you alright?” The teasing is gone from his voice, replaced with genuine worry as he kneels beside you on the path.
You roll over and lay on your back, feeling embarrassed and a little bruised. “I’m fine,” you groan.
His eyes move slowly over you, looking for any sign of injury. “You can’t always charge forward like a bo- oh!” Yukimura’s hand darts forward, lifting the edge of your kimono.
“Hey!” You smack his hand and the cloth flutters back down over your leg. “I’d expect that from, like, Shingen, but -”
“I wasn’t trying to peek. You have a mark. It looks like a bruise.” His lips form a precious pout and you feel your annoyance seep away at the genuine hurt in his expression.
With a little effort, you sit up and carefully tug the edge of your kimono back up your leg, looking for the injury. Only there’s nothing there, just your Totoro tatt. “I’m fine. See?” You start to stand but he puts a hand out.
“What is that? It looks like a really fat bear. Or maybe a squirrel.” Yukimura leans toward your leg, poking at the inked skin.
You try to pull your kimono back down over it. You aren’t sure what would happen, but showing someone a Ghibli tattoo 500 years before movies exists is probably some sort of world ending time event. You wish Sasuke was here to intervene or at least give you some hint about how to answer, but he isn’t and Yukimura is poking your thigh. “It’s not a bear or a squirrel. It’s a forest spirit.”
He raises an eyebrow, looking incredulous. “It doesn’t look like one. Aren’t they supposed to be majestic? Or scary? This one looks funny.”
“Well. He kind of is. His name is Totoro and he’s my favo-ah, he’s the umm, the forest spirit for my home town. So you shouldn’t make fun of him.” You cross your arms, trying to regain some dignity after the fall and Yuki’s teasing.
“I wasn’t making fun of it,” Yukimura replies, his voice gentle and contrite. “He’s kinda cute. L-like you.” His cheeks turn bright red at the admission, and he looks away unable to meet your gaze.
You feel a little stunned yourself, and your own face feels as hot as a kitchen fire. “Thanks.” The word comes out almost a squeak. You clear your throat. “I’m glad you like him,” you add in a more normal voice.
Yukimura finally turns back to you, his cheeks still plum-red. “So. Don’t get mad, but, why would you get your forest spirit inked into your skin?” He looks genuinely curious and a little nervous.
“I -” you can’t very well explain how much the film meant to you as a child, or how many times you watched it to cheer up after a rough day. How to explain the comfort of enjoying the same sad-sweetness of the anime without explaining animation and movies and so many things Yuki has no idea about?
“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” He leans back from you, trying to hide the hurt look in his eyes by changing the subject. “Are you gonna watch where you’re going the rest of the way up, or am I gonna have to carry you?”
You nearly react to the taunt before you realize where it came from. “Yuki. I do want to tell you. It’s just hard to explain.” It takes another moment to consider, and then you begin. “So, Totoro - he was there for me when I was sad. He helped me feel better when my grandmother died, and when my best friend moved away. And when I was all alone at college - um, school for seamstresses I mean.”
“So, your forest spirit talked to you?” His eyes are wide now, but you don’t detect any disbelief. Only surprise.
“More like . . . I guess you could say I watched him? Yeah. And that made me feel better. Just seeing him do what he does.” You shrug, not sure what else to say.
Yukimura nods as if this makes more sense to him, though he still looks faintly wide eyed. His calloused palm rests on your leg just below the tattoo, a pleasant warmth. His gaze drops back to it, eyes narrowing as he studies the image. “I didn’t expect you to have irezumi but I like it.”
You feel yourself smile, a wide bright grin that makes your cheeks hurt. Sure, Yuki can be a brat, you think, but when he’s sweet, it just makes you want to kiss him.
“What are you making that dumb face for?” Heat colors his cheeks and he can’t meet your gaze as he looks up.
“I dunno. What are you making a dumb face for?”
Yuki stands. “I’m not!” He holds out a hand to help you up.
You take the hand and stand, dusting yourself off. “Are too. Or wait, maybe that’s just your face?” You giggle when he scowls at you.
He leans forward, and you think he’s probably wracking his brain for a good insult. Before he can come up with one, you plant a tiny kiss right on his lips. Yukimura’s mouth opens in a surprised, pleased sigh and for just a heartbeat, his eyes flutter shut.
“It’s a good thing I really love your dumb face.” You grin and squeeze his hand.
“Yeah. Same.” He returns your smile, tenderness in his gaze. Then he lets go of your hand and launches himself up the trail. “But you still have stubby legs! Think you can catch up!”
Kanetsugu
“What is this?” Kanetsugu’s finger lands on the back of your hand, gently but firmly pinning you in place.
“What’s what?” You glance up at him in mild surprise. He was reading, but now he’s just over your shoulder, leaned down so that his chin is beside your cheek.
“The mark.”
You glance down and realize he must mean your tattoo. Since they aren’t all that common, you try to keep it covered. Fewer questions that way. “Erm, nothing?” Your hopeful tone does not dissuade his keen gaze.
Kanetsugu nudges up the edge of your cuff with the tip of his finger until the heron in flight is exposed. The colors look soft in the lantern light, the delicate lines a bare delineation between ink and skin. “That is not nothing.”
You wince at the slight frown he gives you and try to pull your sleeve back down. “It isn’t any of your business.” You try for the villainess voice, but sound squeaky even to your own ears.
He doesn’t move his hand, even after a moment of your struggling.
“Fine.” You sigh. “It’s a tattoo.”
Kanetsugu leans closer. His hair brushes your neck, and the smell of him floods your senses.
You can feel his gaze on your arm, and heat travels from there up through your heart and floods your cheeks. Your heart is pounding and you struggle to keep your expression serene. It is absolutely unfair that he is so attractive, you think.
His eyes turn toward you, and he waits for more with an expression somewhere between impatience and mild curiosity.
It takes you a moment to gather yourself under that relentless stare. “Erm. I mean, ah, it’s a heron?”
“I am waiting to hear why you’ve branded yourself like a criminal.”
Your temper flares at that, and you give him a frown. “I seriously doubt any criminal has flash that looks this nice. Seriously.” You smooth a finger over the design, remembering the day you got it. “This represents blessings for me. A promise that things will always get better. And I - I think it looks really elegant.”
“I did not say it wasn’t.” His voice drops, a glimpse of fang at the corner of his lip as it compresses. “It is . . . lovely.” Kanetusugu’s thumb brushes over the inked skin, though his eyes are still fixed on yours.
“Thanks for the compliment,” you murmur, suddenly feeling as if it’s hard to draw breath. He is still so close, and it’s doing things to your heart that are hard to ignore.
“Beauty should be appreciated.”
You hope he can’t feel your racing pulse under his hand.”I-if you’re done appreciating?” You wiggle your arm, hoping he’ll let go, and hoping he won’t. Get it together, you tell yourself sternly, and pull with a little more force.
Too much, perhaps, as Kanetsugu, is tugged toward you. Only by a hair’s breadth, but then, that’s almost all that separates you. His lips brush your jaw, an accidental kiss. He lets go of you and steps back with a strangled breath. For a moment, his eyes are wide and there’s a slight flush to his cheek.
“K-kanetsugu?” You feel warmth slip through you from the spot his lips touched.
He turns away and clears his throat. “Thank you for the explanation.” His voice is calm and by the time he’s seated again, there’s no trace of discomfiture in his expression.
You, on the other hand, are ruffled. Very ruffled. “I think I’m going to step, mmm, outside. For a minute.” You stand and try to shake off the feelings tangled around your heart.
“Don’t go far,” he calls, not glancing up from the paperwork on his desk.
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Ikesen Barbie Posters~
Ikevamp Barbie posters~
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He will kill for you.
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Kakashi Hatake
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#naruto x sasuke#naruto#narumitsu#narusasu#naruhina#every sasuke#ikemen sengoku sasuke#ikesen sasuke#pro sasuke#sasuke#sasuke and sarada#sasuke fanart#sasuke fanfic#sasuke headcanons#sasuke retsuden#sasuke sarugakure#sasuke sarutobi#sasuke smut#sasuke uchiha#sasuke x hinata#sasuke x karin#sasuke x reader#sasuke x sakura#sasukexnaruto#sasusaku#sasunaru#sasukarin#naruto series#naruto shippuden#naruto shitposting
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Ikemen memes part 4 🫶 | i love these posts
#cybird ikemen#ikemen prince#ikepri#ikemen villians#ikevil#ikemen vampire#ikevamp#ikemen sengoku#ikesen#chevalier michel#ikepri chevalier#gilbert von obsidian#ikepri gilbert#silvio ricci#ikemen silvio#theodorus van gogh#ikevamp theo#arthur conan doyle#ikevamp arthur#kenshin uesugi#ikesen kenshin#sasuke sarutobi#ikesen sasuke#harrison gray#ikevil harrison#elbert greetia#ikevil elbert#ikemen memes
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#naruto sasuke#naruhina#narusasu#naruto x sasuke#naruto#narumitsu#sasuke naruto#naruto series#naruto shippuden#naruto shitposting#naruto smut#naruto shippuuden gif#sasunaru#sasuke#every sasuke#ikemen sengoku sasuke#ikesen sasuke#pro sasuke#sasuke and sarada#sasuke fanart#sasuke fanfic#sasuke headcanons#sasuke retsuden#sasuke sarugakure#sasuke sarutobi#sasuke smut#sasuke uchiha#sasuke x hinata#sasuke x karin#sasuke x reader
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