#ino the wingwoman

[itashiro-hitsuchiha]

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MULTIMUSE MEME: Send a " ⭐ " and I will list muses I would be interested in throwing at yours, or potential muse combinations if you are also a multi. If you like any of the suggested combinations, you are welcome to come plot or start interactions with them.

(I'm assuming this is the meme.)

Well there are SOOO many options for this so I'll organize by my muses and list a couple reasons for some of them and/or bold the ones I feel strongest for.

Vorona - Sam

Seeing as Vorona is one of, if not the only female OC muse of mine that can be/is sometimes attracted to another female, this may be the best option, but I am pretty unsure about it as I need to look into Sam's personality and what her preferences are before solidifying on this pairing. I don't do Female x Female ships that much as I usually have a hard time writing and maintaining interest in the threads. Nothing against them its just doesn't gel with me that much. Am down for friendships though and Vorona would make a great Wingwoman for Sam to get her dates that she prefers if she and Vorona don't gel.

21- Towa, Maybe your 21 duplicate as a strange situational multiverse thing can allow them to meet together.

As stated above with the previous pairing, I am willing to try these ones, and/or continue the one we started, but it may take me more time to get to them than others.

Now on to the guys.

Ranzu- Marvel girls (mainly Black Cat, Spider-Gwen, or Scarlet Witch, though others are on the table as well), DC girls (mostly those with magical affiliation like Zatanna and Raven, but Harley Quinn may be fun too), Makoto or Ann from Persona 5, Samus Aran, 2B, and Tifa

Nathaniel- Marvel Girls (Thinking Invisible Woman, Spider-Gwen, or even Mary Jane), DC girls (A little tougher but some may work with a businessman like Mera, Talia, or maybe even Catwoman for fun.)

Peraxus- Kingdom Hearts gals are the perfect fit for him as my KH OC. Though Aqua and/or Xion are best fits for him. Aerith may also be a fun pairing.

Yoshibara- Naruto girls for him (Though feeling more for Hinata, Ino, or possibly Mei for funsies XD)

Phoenix- Gets the RWBY girls. Team RWBY or other female students like Velvet, Pyrrha, or Nora, MILFs are also a good option)

Shade- Also RWBY oriented, he's more of a villain so that may limit how some threads may go. So I'll just keep this as an open to ideas part.

I do have other males in my list but these are the main ones I'll focus on for this kind of list. let me know which, if any, of these pairings interest you.

[vypridae]

Request? Protective Shikamaru?

this IS how that filler arc where he came in to save her with ino as a wingwoman went... right?

[crimsonalchemistress]

Broke: Sakura and Ino fighting over Sasuke

Woke: Ino being supportive of Sakura and Sasuke's relationship

Bespoke: Ino competing with Naruto over who can be the best wingman for Sakura and Sasuke

[fineillsignup]

Madara-sempai, that’s not for you! Art by MAOQ, translated by me with permission.

[sasubaeuchithot]

Forgive me if I’m overstepping, but I just wanted to say that I really appreciate the way you’ve written Sakura. In most fics she’s abruptly made into a completely different character. To make her more palatable she’s either gay for Ino (they’re two of the straightest characters in Naruto) or a wingwoman for Naruto and Sasuke (though it’s canon that Sakura cut off her best friend because she also liked Sasuke). You made her more understanding, but you didn’t completely write away her feelings. At the end of the war she’s still forcing her ‘love’ on Sasuke so I feel like your approach was realistic, but still sympathetic to her. It’s pretty refreshing.

im so glad to hear this!! thank you for reaching out to me with this!!!

Sakura was important for me to get right. she is treated very poorly by the greater fandom, while those that do like her often skew her character to fit whatever narrative they want. I personally neither hate nor like her. her main character trait is that she loves Sasuke, which i hate that a guy wrote her so flat but also i feel like my core character trait is also loving sasuke so like i cant really judge her too much. but trying to develope her into something somewhat-likeable while keeping her in character was a bit of a process lol. it was important to me to fix kishimoto's mess and develop her into someone who can actually see Sasuke as exactly who he is instead of her fantasy of him, so that Sasuke can actually start to feel comfortable around him. she also needed to stand up for him, which she never got to do in canon. i was hoping i could at least make people pity her by the end

[psalloacappella]

Flight crew AU - snippet

Finding inspo lately has kind of been like pulling teeth so I’m digging back through WIP’s and snips ✈️This deserved edits since I wrote it on the fly in that tiny twitter box lol. OG snip

In which Sakura is the best pilot from her class and Sasuke is crew + Ino best copilot/wingwoman.

“You did,” he whispers, breathing hard against her temple, feeling her coat against her chest, between them. “But not the job - I don’t care about that.”

Desperate, the way he takes her face in his hands, thinking if he holds on she can’t flit away into the bright blue world.

“It’s that you’ll always love me second.” 

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“You know they’re separated for a reason? Pilots and crew?” 

Lingering by the cockpit near the crew rest quarters is the height of pathetic, he knows. In the aftermath, the chaotic fireworks of an illicit fling, it feels like a smoldering fire the whole route’s crew can see. 

Ino’s glower cuts deep.

“Sniffing around isn’t a good look,” she says, raising her eyes up to the crew rest area above first class. “You’re so obvious.” 

Sasuke sighs, expression pained. No matter the roles, he still feels responsible. He was the catalyst; in his life he’s never been “that guy.”

“It’s ending.” Voice harsh, a knife’s curt cut to drive home his point. Bitterness.

“It better be,” she hisses, folding her arms across her uniform. “I can’t stick my neck out for crew that doesn’t know their place.” 

He glances at her stripes, jaw clenched.

“This is the last time. I’m . . . saying goodbye.” Dark eyes boring into Ino’s, he acutely feels the weight and tenor of his disrespect. 

“She’s too good to be disgraced. This could end her career. She’s an idiot for overstepping.”

“I wanted her,” he says simply. “It’s me, too.”

The longest pause:  First class dishes clinking softly, the murmurs of the engines and gentle waves of passenger conversation. 

A few feet above him, she sleeps. Sasuke prepares to leave the only woman that’s ever made him feel a thing. 

Pilot and cabin crew:  A timeless cliche.

“You’re a mess, Uchiha.” Turning her ocean eyes back to the ceiling, she stretches tall and reaches for the ladder latch. Enters a code. “I’d better not see you on this route again. Go close the book on this.” 

She sweeps past him, gifting him a hard nudge to the shoulder. He deserves it.

Pilots and crew always have separate quarters for a reason — it didn’t manage to keep their hurricane love apart. 

Ascending the ladder, aware of the risk to him and the copilot, he curses himself for it all:  The utter cliche of it. The drunk layovers. Whispers. Loneliness.

The lifestyle’s a difficult one, holidays and milestones celebrated on crash couches, the new year rung in halfway over a dark ocean with only your crew and passengers for company. But he jeopardized her one true love, and for that, he owed it to her to go.

Dim rest quarters, plush bunks for the pilots; long-haul routes offered comfortable accommodations, and he’d been around the world on them, whipped into a whirlwind by one of the best and youngest pilots of her flight class. 

“Sasuke?” Her eyes trap him, glitter and green.

“You’re almost up again,” he says quietly, staying near the ladder. “Approach is soon.” 

Sakura sits up, swings her legs to the bunkside. “But that’s not why you’re here.” 

Unraveling, the frayed threads of their silence. 

“I’ll make this easy for you,” he says. “I’m going.”

“Absolutely not.” 

Watching one another askew, reflections bouncing at odd angles off the mirrors; seems they can only watch with distance. 

“I’m taking a commuter route,” he mutters to the carpet. “I’ll work out of—”

“So that’s it, hm?” She stands, eyes blazing, feet planted. Looking every bit the charming, vivacious, undaunted young pilot he took an off-duty drink with not long after FA training. Did he know he was doomed then? “The mistakes were all mine,” she rasps, shaking her head. “This power dynamic — I disrespected that. Became a cliche.”

“And I begged you to,” he hisses. “I’m not about to ruin your career for this — for me.” 

Aloud, it’s too fraught:  He will take the hit, alter his course to stay out of hers and keep that runway clear. 

“Don’t you see, Sasuke? I don’t deserve this position. I’m a mess.”

He snatches her jacket off a hook and tosses it at her with force. Catching it, she squares her jaw in anger. 

“That’s what I want to see,” Sasuke says, acknowledging her with a handsome jerk of his chin. “The fire. You love what you do. So take it. Be the best.”

She feels the fabric in her hands, fingertips tracing delicate stitches in winding curves — her long-haul journeys, her thousands of hours in the sky. Mapping the world, her one true love. 

Ah, and don’t they both know it, as their last flight ticks down to the approach.

“I’ve destroyed you,” she whispers, trailing her fingers over the epaulets. Four stripes — the culmination of her life’s work. 

He crosses the small space in a few swift steps, crushing his lips on hers without pausing to breathe, tasting her for the last time, their epilogue.

“You did,” he whispers, breathing hard against her temple, feeling her coat against her chest, trapped between them. “But not the job — I don’t care about that.” 

Desperate, the way he takes her face in his hands, thinking if he holds on she can’t flit away into the bright blue world.

“It’s that you’ll always love me second.” 

He steps back, feels the ache and loss immediately, a stitch in the chest. “But to love you, Sakura, even second has been worth it.” 

And he retreats, turning his back on her because her sorrow will absolutely ruin him. 

“You’re up.”

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Ten minutes later, crew and passengers alike enjoy a smooth descent and taxi, like slipping into a warm bath. 

Sasuke lingers, nodding as people disembark, avoiding the blonde copilot’s sharp eyes while hating the soft warmth in his chest as he watches Sakura smile at the departures, taking compliments with grace.

When people shake hands with her, thank her, marvel at her, he knows in his heart she was born with wings.

This is what she’s made for. A thing not easily articulated but apparent the minute you meet her.

A great love, destiny at 20,000 feet.

And Sasuke knows it’s impossible to compete with a fate like this. 

“We’re off-duty now, you know.” 

She’s staring at him, handle of her rolling suitcase in hand. Of course he knows, and feels her gaze, unwavering. 

That hunger, consuming.

“If you changed airlines,” she says, turning on her heel in a way that always manages to make him fall into line, “it could be less of a mess.”

And she starts walking, heels tapping the dirge of their great love undone, echoing across the airport floors.

He doesn’t hesitate to follow.

“Perhaps,” she says, “your name’s already been brought up at another legacy.”

“So then what would I do?” He catches up, watching the top of her pink head. Cap tucked under her arm. “Chase you around the world, meeting up when our schedules cross?” 

Sakura shrugs, eyes ahead.

“Is that not what we’ve been doing anyway?” 

They arrive at street-level, standing on hard concrete, bereft of words. 

Then—

Sakura hands him a business card, a number scribbled on the back in a gorgeous, looping hand. “Go to your hotel,” she says. “Call her. Discuss it.”

“Sakura—”

“If you like the terms, I’ll see you at 7:00 p.m. in your finest, non-crew dress. I’ll be a stranger, and so will you. Endings and beginnings, you know.” 

Her smile could power a city with its light and magic. It could chase away every cranny, small and dark.

“I’m sorry you’ve been second.” Summoning a taxi with a wave of the hand, she lets the driver take her luggage and lowers herself into the back seat. Pauses before continuing,

“But I have two great loves, and I don’t want to let go of either.” 

Leaves him standing there on the curb, contemplating his fate.

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Two strangers meet in a bar.

With his dark hair and eyes and hers so fair, they paint complementary shadows in the thrown curtain of dim candlelight; a new and foreign city. 

They speak of everything and nothing, her considerably chattier than him, but upon taking her hand, she sinks into a companionable silence.

The bartender’s used to seeing this play out:  International crews criss-crossing the globe, anonymous in a place like this. Flickering sparks of two kindred souls catching fire. 

Unsurprised when they leave together, sailing into the night giddy on desire.

Watching a stern man chase a soft love. 

Embarking on their star-crossed life in perpetuum, circling infinity. 

[liam-cadmus]

Hear me out,

Raging lesbian Ino being responsible of the resident emo / brooding bad boy Sasuke and 'occasionally' mean / lazily bored Shikamaru.

She's the reason why the two got close, and both their wingwoman. Please.

Imagine Shikamaru and Sasuke groaning in sync when they see Ino drunk, and the two of them assign themselves as her wingman(s) to help her get a girlfriend.

.....How if it's Temari..(lmao the lesbian couple just smacking the two lazy, cuddling males...?????)

(the bickering, the sarcasm. They would be such a good group to have debates or just planning stuff in general.)

(IMAGINE THE FOUR OF THEM SUPPORTING EACH OTHER IN MEETINGS. if ino is proving a point, sasuke would step up to defend it??? and shikamaru and temari defending 'calmly' how their side is correct.)

aggressive fond lesbians + equally as aggressive lazy gays.

i stand my case.

[proudxkunoichi]

shinoIno

vomit / don’t ship / okay / cute / adorable / perfect / beyond flawless / hot damn / screaming and crying / i will ship them in hell 

If Ino somehow got past the bugs, I think it'd be very cute, honestly. For some reason I keep seeing this scenario: Ino decides to be Shino's wingwoman since he is so quiet, shy and overlooked more often than not. And while Ino plays sensei, gives him advice, etc...he develops a crush on her? And starts using what she taught him to woo her. At first, Ino thinks he is merely practicing to gain confidence since they know each other and it's less daunting.

Until Shino spells it out.

Idk about shipping them but yeah

[kayparker20]

I love the idea that Ino is Shikamaru’s wingman -or wingwoman if we wanna be pc here.

Shikamaru: I value you almost as much as the library

Temari: Uh, thanks?

Shikamaru, whispering: How's my flirting?

Ino: Absolutely dreadful

[avannak]

As always, your sf!naruto and ino bromance/homance made my night :D and I absolutely love the tags!

Well it was Naru’s B-day so I had to do something

Also the madness that would be “that night” could fill a short novella. I like to think about it... the “pre-birthday dressing” and the “night on the town as a lady... with Ino the Wingwoman”

recipes for perfection 

[fineillsignup]

Shikamaru Hiden ep 1 SPOILERS

Loved Kakashi in this episode

Shaking my head about how “peace” is so depressing

Completely shocked at how violently and seriously they depicted Temari slapping Shikamaru. Like, IMO this goes way beyond a simple symbolic “wake up” slap to the face, or even the comedic slapstick of Sakura and Naruto; this is depicted as meaningful in a way that Sakura punching Naruto through a wall isn’t. Not sure how I feel about it to be honest. I’m usually one who can ignore/compartmentalize comedic violence and the “it’s okay for girls to hit guys” trope, even if I don’t like them, but this goes a bit far even for me. I’m probably going to end up just... pretending that scene never happened. Because dammit I don’t want to let go of ShikaTema! DON’T DO THIS TO ME.

New ending animation and song is boring.

Can’t they let me forget for just one episode that child soldiers are gonna be a thing forever in the Naruto world? “Haha, this child assassin has such an annoying teenage speech pattern! Haha. Ha.”

I like the idea of Chouji and Ino as jounin senseis.

LOVED Ino’s expression at Shikamaru when Chouji brought up Temari. That’s my wingwoman.

[proudxkunoichi]

So, Neji buried his emotions, avoided intimacy and getting too close to people. Ino had dealt with his type before. Almost. He had some things that set him apart. Properness and very good manners. A grace that she envied, even. She wondered if he had ever cursed or gotten drunk before. Unlikely. "Ah, that explains it." she murmured to herself as she opened the door and climbed inside the passenger' seat. For all his experience when it came to intelectual matters, he didn't know much about romance or relationships period. "If you want my advice, don't overthink it. Most people make the mistake of trying to come across as someone they are not. Flirting should resemble a river. Of course practice makes perfect but the key is to take your best qualities and bring them to the surface. You are a gentleman, for example and trust me when I say that there are plenty of women who dig that. Myself included. You just need to get out of your comfort zone every now and then because that might not be the last time we will have to pretend for the sake of our job."

Being a detective was thrilling because you never knew what you had to do next or what kind of storm would be approaching. Acting happened to be one of Ino's best suits. However, she was sure Neji was strong in many areas where she wasn't. It was why they were partners. No cop could last long without someone to rely on.

The blonde leaned back into her seat with a purr before she considered what he said. "Chinese, definitely Chinese food." she nodded to herself, hoping her stomach wasn't going to make that sort of awful sound again. "If you feel up for something else though, I don't mind." Contraire to what some people believed, she was not a picky eater. Not anymore, at least. There had been dark times where things weren't pink. Bulimia, her teenage struggle. Ino shook her head to get rid of the thought. No point in dwelling on the past. In order to get her mind off it, she turned her head to face Neji, watching him as he drove.

"So, you are really telling me that you have never ever had a relationship before?" The idea didn't sit right with her. Ino didn't understand how or why. He might be married to his work but that wasn't a good enough reason. "I mean, looks aren't the problem." she blurted out as she gave him an once over as if to prove her point. Neji was handsome. "I can't wrap my mind around it. Surely you had options. Opportunities. Something." Curious beyond belief, Ino continued her assault of questions, much like a confused child would. "One-night stands? I'm not judging but that somehow doesn't feel like your type of thing." He was too...nice for that, at least in her opinion. Admirable, truly. "Come on, you must have kissed. If not, we are going to remedy that. Seriously Neji, we can't have you die on duty without knowing how pleasure feels like first. You'd be missing out. I can be your...wingwoman or whatever." Ino gestured vaguely with her hand, her expression serious yet no less excited. Hell, she'd kiss him herself if she knew he wouldn't mind or brood and avoid her afterwards.

proudxkunoichi‌:

It was clear as day to Ino that Neji’s flirting skills were either rusty or had never actually developed in a proper manner. Whatever the case, it didn’t matter. He was doing…fine. It was actually sort of endearing. Sort of. She was still a little pissed off because of the comment he made earlier. She had to give it to him, though. He was committed to his work, committed enough that he was willing to set aside his holier than thou reputation. ”Finally a gentleman. Most men these days don’t know how to treat a woman.“ she said meaningfully while looking around. Ino didn’t know what urged her to come to his defense but the words had been out of her mouth before she could have stopped them. The jab was clearly directed at the ones making fun of Neji. He was her partner, alright? Sue her for showing some team spirit.

“I could kiss you for suggesting that. Where should we go to eat?” Pretending or not, Ino was actually starving. So, that comment really came from the bottom of her heart. Or rather, stomach. A smirk creased her lips when he scolded the police officers and several detectives. She couldn’t stand slackers either. It went deeper than work ethic, she knew but either way, it was good to see he had a backbone.

Her brows furrowed when a man named Obito blocked their path and started talking their ear off. Ino put her hands on her hips as she waited for Neji to dismiss him. They didn’t have time for such nonsense! She glanced from her partner to the current human pillar ahead. Oh for the love of…Ino thought, exasperated before she took a step towards the dark-eyed man and put on a charming smile. “Hello. Obito-kun, right? I’m Ino Yamanaka and while I can see that your reputation as a capable detective preceeds you…Neji and I have stuff to do.” she winked his way before adding suggestively. “If you know what I mean.”

Her words worked like a charm. Obito had nodded his head solemnly and went as far as to give the Hyuga beside her a ‘thumbs-up’ before removing himself from the door. Once outside the police station, Ino felt as though she could finally breathe again. That was close. And fun. A little. In a masochistic, kind of way. The blonde glanced over at her partner before she laughed softly. “You were a bit out of your element back there but we did good.” she told him before her stomach made itself heard. Ino turned serious all of a sudden. “I hope you were serious about eating.”

At the girls reaction to his attempts to play along with her as well as not be too obvious that he was putting up an act he thought it was amusing, the way she had been acting to what he was doing. Though when she asked of where they would go he hadn’t thought of it at that moment. Neji figured something easy would be in order. Feeling a little guilty for having brought up the entire idea and now, he was also feeling a bit hungry ” Of course, I’m not a liar.“ Neji wasn’t, a liar. He could lie, if he wanted to, or needed to. But generally he would mostly be an open book, to anyone willing to read. Or maybe not, maybe he just needed a little bit of prompting sometimes in order to get talking.

Looking at Obito, he frowned authentically because he was often pretty annoyed by the Uchiha’s working there. They weren’t bad, they were just really suspicious sometimes. It made them seem like they were all up to something. Probably something absolutely insane given how Uchiha’s would just fly off the handle and be dramatic. Or maybe that was just Sasuke. Sasuke seemed to be a special case. Neji thought it was amusing, sometimes. Hearing about the new guy in the Uchiha branch, was like that. When most of them were often quite serious about their jobs. Besides, Obito. Obito was serious about annoying Neji more often then actually sitting at his desk and doing his work. Then there was Sasuke.

Though he looked over when Ino decided to step in, cutting Obito’s conversation off and earning her a look of confusion from the Uchiha. He then looked toward Neji before complying to her. Neji watched the thumb’s up, tilting his head a little before glancing toward Ino. Adjusting the boxes he was holding grinned ” He’s harmless. Let’s get out of here.“ Neji walked toward the door then, exiting the building with Ino. Once they had been outside he looked ahead, moving toward his car as Ino started to talk about his leaving his comfort zone ” Yeah. I am not very good with emotional stuff, people say. So it leaves me often looking a bit awkward or stand offish in social situations. Since most people work with emotional signals.“

He set the box on his car before taking out his keys, glancing over toward her when she was moving around to the passenger side of the car ” Plus we were acting. I am not known for displays like that. It would have been more out of my element if I were to react in such an improper manner, entirely.“ Even though they were trying to sell it as such, he still had to be realistic. He wasn’t a closeted perve waiting for a good pair of breast and a nice ass, and a pair beautiful eyes to walk up to him for him to unlock the ‘sexy beast’ within. Clearing his throat he nervously looked down ” I’ve…also never had a romantic relationship with anyone. So, my skills in that flirting area are, not great.“ He commented, sounding slightly amused with himself.

Placing the boxes in the back seat he finally sits down in the car with Ino and closes the driver side door, starting the car a moment later and pulling out into the street. Speeding down the road he swerved through some cars on his way ” So, were you feeling anything in particular, for eating? Chinese? Pizza? Pasta? Indonesian?“ He questioned as he came to a stop light that had turned red, slowing down perfectly in time. Neji enjoyed driving around at night, less cars, more freedom to let off some energy by driving like a maniac. As they were at the stop light, he tapped the thumb of his right hand against the wheel, waiting for some suggestions for places to eat from Ino, patiently.