#so even s stupid goofy fic will be a victory

[lady-of-the-lotus]

Let's see if I can finish this silly little Xue Yang fic... it's really dumb but then again it's supposed to be dumb. I started it in July 2021 🤦‍♀️

[ten-shi-fandoms]

Kids will be kids.

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Cw: Bachira x Reader, gender neutral reader, Reader is playful, Goofy Bachira, this fic is from,Bachira's mother point of view, reader and Bachira are underage

Authors note: I'm sorry the 'Cute things they do part 3' isn't posted. The reason is this stupid website deleted my draft and I'm upset about it and refuse to work on it for now so until I get over my attitude with it, it will not be posted. I really do apologize! Enjoy this short fic until then! I will also be doing some stuff for Kenyu, Nico and Michael soon so look forward to it ^^

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Loud sounds of laughter and playful sceams filled the air as the two teens ran around in circles. One kicking a ball, the other running away from it. This was a normal routine, no matter how old they've gotten the routine stayed the same. It started when they were young, around the age of six and continued all the way to the time they turned seventeen.

A sudden thud, caused the older women to look over at the field she had been watching a while before. The sight of (h/c) hair laying sprawled out across the ground, while black and yellow hair stood above victorious yelling something incomprehensible. Both were laughing, the sound filling the air with a beautiful melody.

It was a beautiful evening. The sun was slowly setting, the gentle spring breeze, the damp grass, the dewy air, everything was perfect for a painting. That was the original reason why she sat outside. Her paints in hand, her easel already set up with her canvas. And yet now she wasn't just painting the beautiful sunset. She was painting the two laughing teens, looking nothing more than meer children from where she sat.

(H/c) hair sticking to (s/c) skin, along with sweat, dirt and grass. While black hair did the same to pale skin. Both teens wearing basic clothing, dirt and grass stains littering their clothes. But that wasn't the beautiful part, nor the reason she begun to paint them. The beautiful part that dragged her attention to paint them was their smiles. The large, goofy, childish smiles that etched itself onto their soft features.

They looked so happy, so free, so childish. It was adorable. Just two kids being kids, no restrictions. No adults telling them what to do. No curfew forcing them to rush home. No loud noises of other people. Just peaceful air and goofy gestures.

When the sweet sound of laughter died down, the woman turned her attention back to her painting. The painting nearly finished, aside from a few last touched. Sound of footsteps running towards her pulled her attention once more as she looked towards the owners of such sounds.

"Mom guess what, I won again! (Y/N) is such a klutz that they tripped over their own feet!" a certain loud, black haired boy cheered, poking fun at his partner. Said partner found little amusement in such teasing, wiping their hand against their (s/c) cheek smudging dirt that stained their cheek onto their hand.

"Oh be quiet! You were cheating! You stuck your foot out when I turned!" the (h/c) haired individual spat playfully, remembering how the black haired male moved his foot in the way of their feet effectively causing them to fall over. "No I didn't! Your just clumsy!'' "No I'm not!"

Playful banter filled the air, noises of play fighting coming after, all soon followed by sound of more laughter. Oh yes this was what she loved to watch. Just two kids having fun. Her gaze softened as (s/c) hands brushed back black bangs placing feathery kisses along sweaty, dirt filled skin. The action caused the boy to giggle returning the gesture ten fold, completely showering (s/c) skin in quick kisses before finally placing a quick kiss against their lips.

Yes this is it. This was what she was so happy about. This was why she approved so happily to her son's relationship. It was pure, gentle and playful. Her son now having someone to laugh and tease, hug and kiss, play and hold. (Y/n) (L/n) was what Bachira Meguru needed more than anything. This was who allowed her son to act his age. This was who she could see her son marrying in the future.

As the sun finally set, and her gentle voice called the teens along to go inside to get clean up before dinner, her nearly finished painting resting gently in her hands, other supplies held by the two teens, her mind was occupied by a single thought while she watched the playful teasing and nudging between the two walking ahead of her.

Aw yes. Kids will be kids. And she was more than happy with that.

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ONE STEP CLOSER

A GINTSU FANFIC

GINTSU WEEK // DAY 1

PROMPT: LOVE IS DIFFICULT WITH YOU

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A/N: Gintsu week is here and I'm finally writing this fic. I'm sorry if it feels rushed but I'll try to make a few changes later. College and internship is killing me but I'll try my best to write some good fics for this event. Hope you guys enjoy it! <3

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"Hey. Do you remember when we inhaled that stupid love smoke thingy back then?"

Late night meets were pretty frequent for them. It was almost midnight by the time Tsukuyo met up with Gintoki in Yoshiwara and well, just like any other time, they decided to spend their time together in a random rooftop. Their meeting sessions were not new at all. In fact, during the last few years, this had become quite a habit of theirs to spend their time together like this. And most certainly, they didn't mind spending their time together at all.

Tsukuyo smiled at the memory of that unforgettable day. How could she ever forget? "Yeah. What of it?"

"Nah. I was just wondering. You inhaled some of that too, didn't ya? And you bascially fell in love with me."

She could hear the clear amusement in his voice. Tsukuyo knew the moment he brought this topic up, he thought of teasing her because apparently she had "fallen for him" after inhaling that smoke which was a really interesting subject for him to tease her about. But in this case, she had the upper hand.

"Well, yeah I did." she admitted. "But at least I was sane enough to not sleep with old women and the Commander of Shinsengumi." And she got back at him.

The quick retort from Tsukuyo suddenly made Gintoki's face fume with unease. It was already dark and the only thing that could help them see a bit were the dim city lights and she was lucky enough to see the view of his flustered face clearly.

Tsukuyo could only snicker as she watched Gintoki cover his red face with one of his hands. "You didn't have to remind me that, woman." His voice was muffled and yet he sounded so embarrassed, it made her heart leap with joy. It wasn't always that the lazy, dead fish eyed samurai felt embarrassed and this was one of the moments she wanted to savour.

Taking a deep breath, Gintoki tried to get his composure back as he now turned to face her. Heavens knew how much he felt embarrassed after that day and if he was being honest, he actually felt like never showing his face at that place ever again. Even though he was still known as Savior of Yoshiwara, Sakata Gintoki felt like he had lost his leftover dignity on that day. And the woman right beside him was only confirming that fact.

However, Gintoki wasn't going to back down. Not like this. "Hey! You fell for my charms woman! That proves how much power Gin-san holds in his looks!"

"And you're back with your miserable comebacks." Tsukuyo sighed.

It was a pathetic comeback he knew, but he had to say something to protect his already lost pride. "Oh just shut up! Not only were all the women of Yoshiwara in love with me but the infamous Courtesan of Death fell for my charms!" Gintoki announced victoriously as he pointed back at her. "That's enough proof for me to say that Gin-san can steal your heart away!"

Betweem his loud laughter, her snickers halted. That day might have been a accident but she knew her feelings for him weren't. Tsukuyo knew this man in front of him was just miles away from her and honestly, she never wanted anything back from him. But as she heard him announce how she had fallen in love with him, the words only made her smile because that's exactly what had happened.

She was in love with him.

"Well, I take full responsibility for that." She replied honestly. "I know I fell in love you that day."

Her voice no longer had the same playful tone and as he heard her sincere answer, Gintoki could no longer laugh. He didn't know what it was but hearing her say "I fell in love with you" only made his chest a little tight.

Are you in love with me..?

"...Seriously?"

For a few seconds, none of them spoke. For all these years, both of them knew that there was always this...tension between them and it was just so unresolved, they could just die in frustration. So much was unspoken between them and yet, none of them ever dared to speak as if thinking they would only make things worse.

This was enough.

This is all I need.

But was it really all that they needed?

"...yeah."

Tsukuyo couldn't stop herself. But she should. "It was a love drug, Gintoki. Of course I fell in love with you after inhaling that."

This conversation was taking a different route and she had no idea how to handle the steering. She didn't want to lie but she just didn't have enough courage to confess the truth.

A small smirk appeared on his face as Gintoki drifted his gaze a little. "Yeah, right." He tried but he couldn't hide the slight distress in his voice. "Well, I did say falling in love is a pain in the ass. Especially when it comes to falling for me. There's just..too much to do."

"It's the same with me too you know."

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

And there was silence again.

"Do you guys still have those incense though?"

But Gintoki decided to break it.

This caught her off guard. "...Eh?"

"I mean.." he was rubbing his neck. He was nervous. "you know we can check it a little and see how it works if we take a small doze of it. Maybe...the results...get different..?"

So, there was something, huh?

He was a strange man. Always living with his oblivious attitude and yet still understanding everything. Perhaps that's what made him this strangely charming man.

Hearing him admit such an obvious thing in such a vague manner suddenly made her chuckle lightly. Tsukuyo rarely chukles but in front of him, she might have shown these happy expressions more than she could keep count of. He was right, loving someone like him was difficult. But that's all the more reason for her to keep understanding him.

"We threw all of that away, don't you remember?"

It was her chuckles that lightened his mood a little and now that she reminded him, Gintoki's face was red again. "Oh, yeah. Yeah I forgot."

"Pfft. It's alright. I didn't know you wanted to try that love incense again."

"Well...I thought it was a good idea with um... Ah, nevermind. Just forget about it Tsukki!"

The discomfort and tension between them was no long as the two once again started to talk in their usual manner. Tsukuyo could just smile back as she saw the man once again smiling genuinely. "Let's go. It's getting pretty late now."

Gintoki nodded "Yeah. Let's get back."

They walked the rest of the way in comfortable silence before they finally reached the exit gate.

"Good night then." Gintoki said.

"Night. See ya later." Tsukuyo said her goodbye as she turned around to get back to the city. But suddenly, she felt a hand grasp hers.

Surprised, she turned around to look at the hand holding hers and then found Gintoki looking at her as she matched his gaze. "I think we don't need the love incense."

Before she could even comprehend what he was saying, Gintoki pulled her close. His eyes were serious and for the very first time tonight, she felt her face growing hot. Her body was so, so close to his and it only made her heart flutter more. When they were at the rooftop, the lights were not as bright as this place and well, they didn't have an audience unlike the Hyakka members here. This only made her face grow mlre red in embarrassment.

"So my charms do work on you without any incense, huh?" Gintoki's face was only inches away as she saw him with his usual goofy smile. He finally got the upper hand now.

"G-Ginto-" her heart was racing as Tsukuyo felt like she was back to the day when she inhaled the smoke and finally came to the realization that she was in love with him. Even looking at him now made her heart flutter and she just felt like hiding somewhere.

She saw him closing towards her left ear, his breathe tickling her a little. "No more pretending." And he finally whispered it.

With that said, Gintoki let go of her hand as he took a few steps away from her.

Tsukuyo's face was so flushed she just wanted to cover it all up in an instant and run away. "W-what are you s-sayin'?" And goodness, she was stammering now!

Gintoki just smirked proudly at her reaction. This was the one thing he had been dying to look at all night. "You heard me, woman. No love incense, no stupid games. The whole love thing might be difficult but if it's you, I'm ready to take the risk."

Turning around, Gintoki finally decided to take his leave. "Next time, it your turn to say it!" She heard him calling her out before turning around the corner.

The loud cheers from the Hyakka members around did not matter as she could only hear his words in repetition over and over again. Tsukuyo just stood there, surprised, flustered and happy, thinking what she'd gotten herself into. Shaking her head lightly, she felt her lips curve upward as she whispered "idiot" under her breathe.

She was in love with a lazy bum and he felt the same way too.

He didn't even say "I love you" and yet he was asking to say that to him next time? He was such a bastard and she was literally an idiot for falling in love with him.

Seriously, Tsukuyo was not used to such conversations or confessions. And she was pretty damn sure that he had no experience in this field too. But no matter how much she denied it, she could no longer unsee the fact that he just stated in front of her.

Maybe love for them was too hard to handle. And maybe that's why, they decided to wait so long so one of them could finally make a move. Maybe it was always there. Maybe, it was just them who kept on refusing what the other might have felt.

But whatever it was, it was now very much clear.