#they are my second favorite Naruto pairing

[teanstitches]

This is from a scene that had me laughing until I cried from “Cake” by Citronelle on AO3. I wanted it to be a softer look so I thought I’d have a go at colored pencils. Yeah, not my strong suit. 😂 I think I’ll redo it on my marker pad with my ohuhu markers; I want to improve my marker skills. Eventually I'd like to be better with colored pencils as well.

I used Crayola colored pencils on cotton paper

this is the fic the scene is from: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25483039?view_adult=true

Here’s a screenshot of the specific bit I referenced so you don’t have to read through the whole thing if you don’t wanna; it is an explicit one.

[smh-yoon]

Addicitive - Sakura Haruno

a/n: another smut prompt fulfilled!! sakura is prob my fav girl to write for because she is hated on by a lot of the naruto fandom for shitty reasons! also i find a lot of writing for her is not my favorite style, so i write what i like to read :) ALSO IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG

genre: smut, romance, wlw

prompt: "i want you. all of you."

pairing: adult! sakura haruno x fem! reader

warnings: porn!, minor angst in the beginning, makeup sex, cunnilingus, fingering

MDNI - nsfw below the cut

"I'm just saying, it would be nice to have some time to ourselves, Sakura! You're always running around for the Hokage or offering to help for other shinobi and take on missions and I know that you like to help but-"

Sakura let out a loud huff and continued shimmying her thigh pouch up her leg, reaching for her headband with her free hand as she listened to you argue. "This is my job, you knew that when we met, you knew that when you became a genin!"

"I never knew I was going to sign up to be second best to your job!"

"I save lives! I fight to protect the village, to protect you!"

"What will there be left to protect if I don't stick around for it?" you were nearly shouting, tears stinging your eyes as you tried to bite back the knot in your throat.

Sakura froze by the door, staring at you with eyes swirling in emotion. For a few tense moments, neither of you said anything. The possibility of you really leaving, being gone from your shared home, from her life entirely had never crossed her mind so abruptly as it did just then.

You two had had this fight more than once, a few times in fact, and usually it ended with Sakura leaving to cool off and work and coming home with some treat as an apology. You had never threatened, or implied, that you would ever leave before.

"[Y/n]..." Holding your hand out, you clenched your eyelids shut and let out a sigh.

"I just.. I feel like I haven't had a real conversation with in you months. You're always running off to do more. There are other shinobi in this village who can pick up the slack if you take one day off a week. Every time I bring this up it's like you don't even take me seriously."

Shrinking into yourself, you let Sakura's silence twist your stomach in knots. On the other hand, Sakura was trying to pull herself from the shock. It wasn't like you were wrong. Maybe she had pushed all of your concerns aside to avoid addressing it again, thought maybe the problem would go away. She's a smart woman, she should've known better than that.

"I mean, do you even want to be with me anymore?"

"Of course I do! What kind of question is that?" Sakura was finally snapped out of her stupor, dropping her weapons pouch and striding over to you. She reached out to you and hesitated, sighing as she brought you into her arms.

Your body melted into her embrace, hugging her back tightly. As hard as you tried to push back the tears stinging in your eyes, they started to leak from your eyes anyways.

Sakura shushed you, petting the back of your head as she tried to hold herself together, her brain swirling with guilt at her neglect of you. Once you had calmed down, she leaned back to rest her forehead against yours.

"I want you. All of you." she whispered, leaning in to gently graze her lips over yours.

Maybe it was the tenderness of her voice and the smell of her hair, maybe it was her hands on your hips or the softness of her pink lips, maybe it was that you hadn't had sex in over a month and the tension had built up so much that just her words had you melting.

You were hesitant to lean forward, connecting your lips to hers, pressing harder against her as she gasped into the kiss. Soon she was leading you backwards, pressing your back against the wall as your hand reached around to the nape of her neck, her hand kneading your hips and trailing up your sides.

When you finally parted to breathe, she was tucking into your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses over your skin, nipping and biting the most sensitive parts she had come to learn of in the time you'd been together.

"Sakura," you gasped out, eyes fluttering shut as she kissed over your clavicle, her hands trailing under your shirt and ghosting over your breasts. You were silently thanking yourself for not putting on a bra for the day as she cupped your tits in her hands, leaning back up to bring your into a hot kiss.

She was pressed against you, her upper thigh inbetween your legs, hips pressed flush against yours, her fingers toying with your nipples as you moaned into her mouth.

It was getting too hot, your brain was getting fuzzy, fingers itching to touch her bare, soft skin, to feel her bare body pressed against yours.

"Take this off," speaking inbetween kisses, your hands lifting her shirt over her head, quick to let her strip you of yours. You paid no heed to the bindings she was wearing, tearing them off as quickly as you could.

The both of you moaned as her bare breasts pressed against yours, nipples brushing against each others as she swiped her tongue over your lips, slipping it into your mouth to exchange spit in the most intoxicating way.

Your knees were getting weak, but before you could say anything, Sakura spun you around, shuffling you backwards until your legs hit the couch. Falling backwards, she settled herself between your legs and went straight to your chest, taking a nipple into her mouth as you bucked your hips up to her.

God, you felt like a horny teenager all over again. Sakura was an overachiever in every aspect of life, so of course each orgasm she stole from you was mind numbing. After a month of little to no touch, you were already dripping in your panties.

She trailed down your stomach to the waistband of the athletic shorts you had been wearing, tugging them down along with your panties in one quick movement.

Wasting no time, she delved into you, teasing you with featherlike touches of her tongue, fluttering kisses over your inner thighs.

The buildup was nearly torturous, your heart pounding as your thighs trembling with anticipation. Finally, she licked a stripe from your opening to your clit, making you nearly sob in relief.

She wrapped her arms around your thighs, pulling you into her mouth, tongue swirling and flicking quickly against the underside of your clit, making you spiral in pleasure.

You were crying out her name, gripping her hands that were digging into your thighs as she moaned against your pussy, enjoying your taste for herself. It had only been a minute, but you swore you were going to burst at any moment with the amount of pleasure she was giving you.

Just when you thought it couldn't get any better, she moved one hand to press on your lower stomach, using the other to slip a finger into you, pressing against the top side of your pussy.

The mix of the sensations were so strong you came just seconds after, crying out her name and shivering in the aftershocks of your orgasm as she continued to eat you out. "Wait, too much.."

She paused for a moment, eyes glimmering with lust as she pulled away for just a second. "I'm gonna make it up to you, I'm not done yet."

<3 <3 <3

[aaizawashouta]

Take It Off

pairing: kankuro x fem!reader

word count: 4.3k

summary: it's been six months since you've last seen each other. you can't help but wonder if he's still yours like you are his. (modern!au)

warnings: smut (18+, minors dni) oral (female receiving), fingering, p in v, cream pie

a/n: this is my first fic ever for this show. I am on my second re-watch of Naruto, so lord, be gracious if anything is out of character.

It’s humid outside, the air clinging to your skin much like the dress you have on. Your heels click against the pavement as they carry you two blocks over. You aren’t close enough to hear the music, but gods, could you feel the bass. It’s the first party to kick off the summer. The sand siblings held a party every year and this one was no different. Well, maybe a little different. The weight of the necklace around your neck is a reminder of just how different everything really was.

The crowd is thick, the air intoxicating. Hungry eyes devour your being as you walk into the familiar home. The sound of your name catches your attention. A sly smile making its way on your face. All your favorite people are here. Your chest tightens a little. Sakura and Ino wrap you in a hug, compliments on your appearance pouring out of them. A bone crushing hug comes from behind you, venom on your tongue ready to bite when you turn to see Naruto. It dies, and all you can do is accept the affection he’s so graciously giving you.

Voices talk over each other, some getting lost in the music. But you know what’s being said. Talks of adventures, and completed missions. The relief of finally being home. The smile never leaves you as you partake in the conversation, you’ve been tucked up into Kiba’s side, his arm thrown lazily over your shoulder. Your best friend since damn near birth, it comes to no surprise that he’s missed you. Sighing, you turn your head, there is no ignoring the knowing gaze of Gaara. He’s been watching you since you got here, Temari too, just a lot more discreet.

“You’re going to leave a scar from your stare burning into my face.”

“You need a drink.”

The both of you stare at each other for a moment. The bass of the music vibrates through you.

“Naruto,” you call, breaking Gaara’s gaze. The blonde perks up at your attention. “Come.”

Normally Kiba would be at your side when it comes to this kind of thing, but that’d be a little too obvious this time. You hear Kiba laugh as Naruto makes his way to your side. If sunshine could be bottled into a person, he’d be it. He’s literally buzzing with energy. Eyes bright and slightly glassy, his signature grin taking up his face.

“Let’s get a drink,” you say, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer to you.

He nods, leading the way. His giant body parts the crowd a lot easier than you would’ve. His mouth is moving, but you can’t make out the words he says. His free hand flies as he talks, his whole body animated, eager to get his words out. It makes your lips quirk as you watch him. He really is a nice guy, a little clueless and impulsive, but nice nonetheless. If your heart wasn’t already taken by someone else, you could see yourself being completely owned by someone like him.

It’s in the kitchen when he lets go of your hand, lips brushing against your ear to ask what you’d like to drink. You barely hear him over your raging heartbeat. He’s here. Kankuro. He’s right there leaning against the counter, bottle in hand, looking like he doesn’t have a care in the world. It isn’t him that’s getting you worked up though. No, it's the girl that’s hanging on him, doing her best to appear meek whilst shoving her tits in his face. Your nails dig crescent shapes into your palms, teeth biting into your cheek. Huh, maybe things are different now. Naruto, your saving grace, calls your name. You're thankful you were able to look away before you got caught staring. As if you aren’t embarrassed enough.

“What do you want to drink?”

“Whatever is sweet and in a capped bottle, Naru.”

Your smile is sugary sweet when he winks at you. You fiddle with the chain around your neck, almost tempted to take it off. It went from being your hail mary to something that’s condemning you right back to hell. Maybe you made yourself a little too much of a target tonight. Your mind is attacking you and nothing has even happened. You pull slightly at the hem of your dress. It’s tight and it’s not moving—you knew what you were doing.

A snicker has you looking up. Instead of looking at the girl whose nose is the air with the audacity to judge you, your eyes meet his. A gasp gets lodged in your throat, making you choke on your breath. Fingers clinging onto the heavy metal that rests against your chest.

“Don’t think he’ll find what you’re wanting.” Her nasally voice mocks. “It’s rough or nothing around here.”

Your lips push in thought. This girl has no idea who you are. You aren’t here by word of mouth like most people. She has no idea a key to this house sits next to your own on the keychain in your purse. This castle welcomes you in, no matter what.

“Here, sweetheart.” Naruto says as he saunters up to you. “Easy to find when there’s four cases with your name written on it. Gaara really went all out for you tonight.”

Gaara. You need a drink. That’s why he’s in charge around here, you suppose. The guy just always knows. A light laugh escapes you. Naruto smiles at you quizzically, not completely understanding, but happy to see you happy. He really is contagious. Kankuro stiffens, you’re not sure if it’s from your laughter or the fact that Naruto is pressed tightly against you. Either way, you can see how he straightens, shaking the girl off him, his stare never leaving your face.

Ignoring him the best you can, you push on your tiptoes and lightly place a kiss upon Naruto’s cheek. You grin when heat blossoms instantly across his cheeks. “Thank you. Now come on, before Kiba hunts me down for a game of beer pong.”

One of the reasons you hate when Kiba hunts you down for beer pong is the fact that you guys never fucking lose. You’re a dynamic duo, carrying each other like a proper team should. Lee and Naruto are on the side of the table, frustration pouring out of both of them. Sweat beads along your hairline. Your hairdo long since forgotten due to the humidity; it’s now pulled up held loosely in a clip at the back of your head. There’s three cups left on the table, two for you and one for Lee and Naruto. It’s your turn to get the winning shot. You step into position, flicking the access water off the ball when you feel it. The heat of his stare. It’s taking in every inch of you never pausing for more than a moment. There’s nothing you can do other than freeze under such scrutiny.

Kiba calls your name, but you can barely hear him. Your gaze locks onto Kankuro’s. His eyes are blazing. Emotions swirling like a typhoon, desperate to drown you. He’s moving through the sea of bodies, shoulders knocking into others without even a backwards glance. He’s heading towards you and there isn’t much you can do.

Tearing your gaze from his, you squeeze your eyes shut. One, two, three. One, two, three. You can do this. Taking a deep breath, your eyes open, almost stumbling back because Kiba’s right in your face staring at you with a deadpan look.

“What?” You snap.

“What do you mean, ‘what?’ Throw the goddamn ball and win the game. You can fuck him later.”

Your lips part as your eyes narrow. “Listen here, mutt—”

“Don’t act like you guys weren’t just eye fucking each other.” Kiba rolls his eyes. “Plus, if you don’t, I’ll lose fifty bucks to Shikamaru. So help me out, huh?”

You don’t even know what to say. What can you say? He not only called you out on your bullshit, but Kankuro’s too. Kiba smirks, patting the top of your head before moving out of your way. All water, no cup. Lee and Naruto moan at their loss, again, as they down their drinks. Kiba howls, kissing your cheek causing you to squirm away from him. He knows you’re annoyed with him and is trying to be cute.

“I need some air.”

“Two more games,”

“Kiba! Shika is right there, use him. I need to breathe.”

You don’t miss his knowing smirk as you turn and head for the backyard. It’s drastically more quiet and you welcome it. There’s a few people out here, most taking a smoke. Your hand twitches, you should have snagged one from Shikamaru when you were inside. You walk around the yard, pulled deeper into the backyard where the edge of the yard meets the sparse trees. A light laugh escapes you when the sight of an old, roughly put together fort comes into view. Instantly you know it was Gaara’s, a place he could hide when he was younger.

A shriek comes from behind you, a hand flies to your chest as you jump. Gods, you’re wound so tight, the fresh air you were so desperate to get isn’t helping you now. If anything, you’re desperate to go home and wash the night off of you. The more you linger, the more you feel like it’s been a mistake. Even if Gaara and Temari think otherwise. You finger your necklace, the thought of taking it off and leaving it behind dances in your mind once again.

How mad would he be? Would he honestly be surprised? Does it fucking matter? Yes. It does. Because you love him. You’re a goddamn idiot in love with a bigger idiot.

Groaning, your head falls back, clip loosening, hair falling to frame your face. Yeah, it’s time to go home. Four cases of your favorite drink and you only made it through one. You’re only a little bitter about it. Tonight was supposed to be fun. He’s standing behind you when you finally make yourself turn to head inside. His presence makes you pause, eyes widening as your stare meets his. It’s quiet as you both watch each other, neither of you sure of the next move to make. It breaks your heart a little.

“Hey.”

“Hi,” you reply, voice light.

“Had a feeling I’d find you out here.”

He leans forward, handing you a bottle. Your lips twitch. You know it in your heart of hearts that it wasn’t fucking Gaara who made sure that your favorite drink was on hand. Rough or nothing around here. You snort, not when it comes to you.

“You been busy?” you ask, taking a pull as a distraction. Whatever will keep you busy. He’s got you on edge, you don’t need to show him just how exposed your nerves are. There’s double meaning to your words, let’s see if he answers honestly.

“Seemed that way, huh?” He laughs as he shakes his head. “No. Gaara’s been keeping us all busy.” You believe him. Kankuro has no reason to lie, especially about that. “So, you and Naruto, huh?”

He takes a step closer, eyes watching you closely. He’s close enough now that you can feel his body heat. His right hand brushes yours, pinky linking with yours before letting go. Your disappointment only lasts a second, soon his fingers are wrapping around your wrist, feeling how your heart beats for him.

“So, still falling for the bait, huh?” You laugh.

His eyebrow quirks at your grin. “Normally it’s Kiba.”

“I got smart.”

Kankuro nods, a small smirk tugging on his lips. It’s turning into a game, making you go from anxious to excited. You step into him this time, your chest brushing against his. It still amazes you just how much bigger he is than you.

“Always such a tease, puppet.” You gulp down a mixture of fear and desire as he applies more pressure to your wrist, your pulse racing madly in between his fingers.

He looks down at you, eyes dancing with mirth before they trail down the rest of you. It’s only a second or two when he pulls you in closer as his hand raises to your chest. You can’t help the strangled gasp that leaves you in a rush when his fingers pull at the necklace around your neck. Lightly, they trace over your skin, making you breakout in goosebumps despite the heat.

“That’s my name.”

“It is.”

“Around your fucking neck.”

“Yes.”

He looks so baffled. It’s almost cute. “Kuro, I haven’t ever belonged to anyone else.”

The door shuts behind you, your back slams into the knob causing you to hiss. You feel Kankuro huff against your neck as he holds back a laugh. Sliding a hand up his neck, your fingers tangle in his hair. There’s no hiding your smile when he groans.

“Baby,” the word is muffled against your skin. “You’re killin’ me.”

“Can always make it worse,”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm.” Your mouth at his neck before placing your lips at his ear. “I’m not wearing anything underneath all this.”

“What the fuck,”

You lean backwards, resting your head on the door. “You know what else?”

“Hmm?”

“I wore this dress just so you could take it off.”

“It’ll end up on the floor, baby. Might just rip the fucking thing off.”

In a smooth, quick movement, Kankuro goes to the floor. heat licks up your spine.You see his small smirk, large hands trailing up and down your bare thighs. You’d done a lot of things before, but never this.

“I haven’t even touched you yet, baby.”

He runs his nose over your center, taking in a deep breath. His hands tighten on your thighs, as if he’s stopping himself from diving right in. You shudder, squeezing your thighs together only for him to pry them apart.

Your teeth dig into your bottom lip, breathing shallow, watching him as his hand lifts one of your legs to rest on his shoulder. You can’t stop the moan when he kisses your ankle. You can’t help but wonder if he knew he could mold you into anything he wanted. You’ve been his since for as long as you've known him. He could straight out ruin you and you’d thank him.

His hand trails up your leg, rough calluses catching on your skin. There is no buildup, his finger running through your folds, a hum as he collects it before sticking the digit in his mouth.

“You're fucking soaked, babe. Fuck, bet you taste real sweet, huh?”

“Sweet as honey.” It comes out in a sigh.

“That’s fucking right.”

You clench around nothing. Kankuro’s voice was raw, deeper than you’d ever heard it. He gave nothing else before diving in. You moan, your head falling back against the door again. Only to lift it when he smacks your thigh.

“Baby,”

You huff, but nod, biting back your whimper. His tongue is flat as it makes its way through your folds. It’s like he’s done this before. Or at least thought about it. That thought does something to you. Thinking about Kankuro having thoughts about devouring you whole. You have to tell him, god, you have to tell him.

“Kuro,” you murmur, hips lifting to roll against his face.

“Baby.” He says voice thick with arousal. You squirm at the feel of his breath against you. His thumb rolls your clit in circles as his tongue parts your folds. He slips a digit in before replacing it with his tongue.

You grind yourself on his face, barely catching the feel of his teeth and it is exquisite. You whisper his name again, wanting him to look at you, to see you. Want him to know that you’ve only been a mess like this because of him. He holds you open and licks up the seam of your sex, your hips buck, rubbing yourself across his lips and chin.

“Hey, I got you.”

He strokes and teases your pussy. Switching off between his thick fingers and his tongue. He has you quivering. The sounds of you clenching around his fingers, his tongue are obscene and he fucking loves it.

You feel like you’re drowning. Every crashing wave grows higher and higher building a tsunami that can’t be stopped. You move with every flick of his tongue. Heel digging into his shoulder when he sucks your clit into his warm mouth. It almost sends you over.

“You taste so good, baby. So fucking perfect for me.”

You can’t help but laugh. “That’s because I’m made for you.”

Kankuro groans at your words. Fingers digging into your exposed thigh. You’re right on the edge. Just a little bit more. A simple push and—you cry out when his thumb brushes against your clit in a perfect circle. The perfect pressure and you're flying.

“Oh my god,”

He groans against you, feeling your release. You clench tightly on his tongue as he fucks it into you, taking everything you’ve got to give. He keeps up his pace, helping you ride it out. As your hips slow down he replaces his tongue with his fingers, his mouth going back to your sensitive nub.

“Kuro—Kankuro, no. Please.”

“Come on, be a good girl. Be a nice puppet for me, please. One more, just one more.”

It shoots straight to your core. You’re desperate, small whimpers falling from your lips. Good girl. Of course you’d be his good girl. Whatever kept him here with you is what you’d be.

You're dripping down your thighs. You know it’s all over his face, dripping down his chin. He catches your eye when he pulls away, a grin tilting his lips. He’s shining with your release. Leaning forward he catches you by surprise and kisses you. You hum into it, opening up to let him explore your mouth. Licking into him, you taste yourself. Odd, different, but not unpleasant. You're distracted when his fingers pump into you, curling into that spongy part of you that you can’t even reach. It hits fast and hard.

Kankuro’s chuckling to himself when he stands to his feet.

Your eyes narrow as your breath evens out. “Got something to say, Kuro?”

He grabs your hand and presses it against his groin. Even through the fabric of his jeans you can tell that he’s hard as steel and burning hot. “I think I’ve done enough with my mouth, hmm?”

“You going take me to bed, or fuck me against the door?”

His eyes darken at your words. “Baby I don’t know if I want to fuck you so hard the neighbors know my name, or fuck you to where you’re stupid for my cock and my cock only.”

You don’t say much as you get dragged over to his bed. Clothes are tossed on the floor. Kankuro curses under his breath when you pull your top off, his hands pulling you to him so he can suck a nipple into his mouth. You sigh with the building pleasure, hands combing through his dark locks.

“This won’t be gentle, I don’t know if I can be easy with you right now.”

“Are you warning me?”

Kankuro levels you with a look. “It’s been a while, babe.”

You trail your gaze over him from his head to his toes, lingering where his hand was working his length. “I think I’ll be okay. I know how to handle you. Always have.”

You run a thumb over the tip, smearing the precum. Your nails nip at his sensitive skin and he shivers. You fall back against the bed watching as he climbs over you. His dick nudges the soaked folds of your cunt.

“Come on Kuro,” you say softly, arching your back to lift your hips. “Ruin me, I want it.”

And you know he wants to.

“You’re too good to me,” his voice is thick with want.

Slowly he sinks into you. He’s too big. Fuck, he’s so big. The head of his cock snags at your entrance, causing him to start over. You breathe in nice and slow, relaxing yourself with every slow thrust he makes until he’s at the hilt.

“Holy fuck,” You hiss as he sits snug. You need a moment.

With a deep breath you nod, giving him permission and he’s taking it, demanding more–needing more the second he feels the tight velvet of your sex.

“Kankuro,” you moan, nails digging into his shoulders.

He nods. He knows you need this as much as he does. You're clinging to him, hands tugging at his hair, cunt clenching around him like he’d slip free at any moment. His thrusts are deep, building a slow burn inside of you. Your toes curl because it’s just the beginning. You arch your back, rolling your hips to meet his thrusts. You hit a good rhythm, letting yourself breathe, relax, and suck him in deeper. You’re almost where he wants you. Kankuro looks at you and your heart flips in your chest. It’s like he’s truly looking at you for the first time. He’s looking at you like he’s in love. You clench around him and he groans. He thrusts a little harder than before, causing your head to fall back.

“Eyes on me,” You whimper and open your eyes. “Eyes on me, baby.”

You watch each other, a breath apart as you circle your hips. You’re waiting for him to break. Any second now. He muffles out curses, a hand trailing up and wrapping around your neck. The action has your eyes rolling back before you snap them open. Your walls flutter around him, and his grip tightens. A knowing looking glinting in his eye. You flex your cunt, lower muscles bearing down as you grip him. He groans, the sound erupting in the silent room.

There’s pleasure coiling behind your pussy. “Kankuro, fuck,”

“What is it?”

“Fuck me,” You whine, pulling on his hair. “Please, baby, please. I need it.”

His gaze drops from your face to where he’s burying himself in your tight cunt. He nods before lifting his eyes. “Alright, alright.”

You flash him a grin and he jolts, his cock twitching deep. You cling to him, desperate and a little dizzy. You can’t remember the last time it was ever like this. Swallowing, you know that’s a lie. It’s always been him. He’s so big and you’re so fucking full. He fills you to the brim, cock dragging against your walls.

He's finally picked up his rhythm. Hammering into you, each deep stroke better than the last. Your orgasm takes you by surprise. You lurch against him when you moan. You melt, boneless, like jelly. You’re loose and wet and fucking perfect. His nose presses into your cheek as he grinds into you.

“Fuck, puppet. Missed the feeling of you on my cock.”

You snort, pulling yourself closer to him. Guttural grunts and low growls meet your ear. Heavy breaths that bounce around the empty room. It’s a brutal taking, and you are not wet enough. Tears pool in your eyes, threatening to fall with every harsh thrust. You take what you're given, no complaints. Kankuro readjusts, moving you to where you are firmly planted on his thighs, giving him a better angle. You’re bouncing with each thrust from his cock now. He’s deep, so deep you can see the bulge of him in your tummy. You pull his hair, grinning when he hisses.

“You got one more for me?”

He knows you can’t talk. He knows you’re fucked out, gone stupid on his cock. Just like he said he would. He loves when you get like this. He loves it even more because you asked for it. You move, opening up your legs a little wider. He groans feeling himself sink deeper into you. You’re puffy and raw and you’re living for it. Nodding, his name falls from your lips.

It builds and builds and builds until it has nowhere to go. It roars forward, jolting you, a scream ripped from your throat and your nails digging into him so hard you can feel when he starts to bleed. Kankuro is there. He holds you into place, lips grazing your cheek. He fucks you through it all, jamming himself into your searing overstimulated sex, he meets his end. His grip tightens, a low gravel filled groan comes from deep in his chest, filling you up. You feel the drag of his necklace when he lifts his head to trail kisses across your sweaty skin.

“Fucking hell,” he mutters, breaking the silence.

You pull him on top of you, hugging him tightly to you. You bask in the feel of him. You hadn’t realized how much you’d been missing him until you were drunk off of him. You’re aching and sore but you refuse to move away from him. His eyes are still dark and heavy-lidded as he regards you.

“Keep me in there,” he tells you and you just smile.

“Always.” You hum, scratching his head with your nails. “Missed you.”

“I missed you, baby. Always miss you.”

You swallow suddenly feeling shy. Kankuro pulls himself up, pushing loose strands of hair out of your face. He looks at you, really looks at you. Eyes roaming all over your face. He doesn’t miss a thing, never has. He knows you like the back of his hand.

“What is it?”

“Six months, Kuro. Six months of nothing from you. Then I come home to a leech on your arm.”

Even after he’s fucked you silly your feelings are hurt. Almost like a bratty little kid that didn’t get what you wanted. It didn’t matter that you had a point. He had all the time in the world to tell you he missed you, but he waited until you were right on the verge of giving up. He may be a master of puppets, but you don’t like being played with.

“You’re right. I should’ve made you a priority. I’m sorry.”

It’s not what you want, but for now, it’ll be good enough.

[aluria-sevhex]

I CAN KILL SIFFRIN. WITH ANAPHYLAXIS. but... will have i have to do the second floor again...

Notes time~!

-please the child say it's yummy

-:D Mira can unfreeze people

-gonna stop for the night

-my break lasted all of yesterday but now i'm back baybeeeeeeee

-i still love the title screen music

-are the enemy names in French?

-yeah i think they are

-eh i feel like dying

-hm looping forwards costs memories... another incentive to fight! yippee i actually like fighting in this game

-i get the kid's drawing every loop :]

-asked Isa about "the hand thing"

-hmmmm methinks there may be... ☆gay☆ :3c

-:0 mysterious 4th hand shape?

-PHONE HAND

-time to loop forward. plantain peel time

-i feel so bad for the frozen people...

-i got a pair of garden scissors! <insert joke about how i've said that Siffrin reminds me of Basil here>

-aw... Mira's anecdotes about the frozen people...

-lol Mira's dying plant

-ooo the Head Housemaiden's office

-love how Vaugarde isn't a monarchy but they call the King that because it's the title he chose and calling him something else would be rude. Vaugarde unsurprisingly supports trans rights

-FUMKIGN ROCK

-FUCK. THE KEY IS IN THE OFFICE.

-oh nice a helpful icon to indicate you've fucked up

-i feel like Loop has some sort of weird thing for Sif...

-exploring elsewhere on the floor

-oh hey a classroom

-how many classes have you taken, Mira? >:)

-ONE HUNDRED FIFTY??? GIRL. DAMN.

-"Someone wrote on the board "Don't stay with your mistakes! Don't be afraid to start over!" You nod! What a true little fact!"

...cheeky

-"no eating snacks" live Bonnie reaction: chomp

-why yes i am writing commentary on a bunch of little bits of narration, it's my notes and i get to make the rules

-bonding earrings? hmmmmmmmm

-oh cool Vaugardians tend to give people multiple names

-fuck yeah trans rights

-oh? Odile has another name?

-Isa doesn't want to tell his because "if i do change again, i want it to be a surprise" again? 👀

-:O THE STYLISH LADY'S NOTEBOOK

-fuck. another weird Sadness

-aight looping time

-my favorite part of the game was when Siffrin said "it's looping time" and looped all over the place

-Mira and Isa: getting hopeful and romantic about how this couple's reunion might go.

Bonnie and Odile:

-hmmmm why u wanna know what a bonding earring is, Sif?

-:0 library? LIBRARY

-"people don't REALLY kiss in plays, do they?" Bonnie. actors do a lot of things.

-your honor they're friends

-the fuck happened to the island. does this have something to do with Loop and/or the King

-how fitting that a game centered on time shenanigans puts so much emphasis on change

-BONNIE CANONICALLY NARUTO RUNS???

-ah yes the Opposite Sides of the Age Spectrum Alliance vs. the Beauty Alliance

-bruh. i picked the wrong way

-"grape juice for adults"

-bonding earrings explanation!

-"I wanna know what happens when prople love each other very much, no one's ever told me!" XD oh, Bonnie

-"And if the bonding is between three or more people, you'd make as many earrings as there are people!" VAUGARDE SAYS POLYAMORY IS COOL

-kinda cool that they basically do wedding earrings instead of rings

-"Not my kind of thing" eh fair

-Isa, Mira, and Bonnie are now overthinking the normal earrings because Siffrin pointed it out

-Mira doesn't seem to want to get bonded... hmmmm... 🟩⬜️⬛️?

-:0 Mira has beef with the trap room guy? >:O he stole her shit!

-that was a tricky boss

-hehe Isa is hungry

-ISA WHAT KIND OF A QUESTION IS THAT... fair actually. what WOULD they do with any bodies?

-WAIT. THE PINEAPPLE THING IS COMING UP. I CAN DIE OF ANAPHYLAXIS?

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My Home is Your Home (5/8) Chapter Five: Belongings Event: @puregaalee Presents: WIP Your Heart Out Artist: @roarshackle Word Count: 8,319 Fandom: Naruto Pairing: GaaLee, mild ShikaTema, mentions of NejiTen, past LeeSaku; implied KankuroxOC Characters: Gaara, Rock Lee, Kankuro, OCs, Tenten, Haruno Sakura Warnings: past major character death, ghosts, sleep paralysis, past conservatorship, character death Summary:

Siu-lung's furniture isn't enough for Gaara. He wants more.

A/N:

Well, it's finally time I get this thing finished.

In an effort to get word out about the fic fundraising campaign for Gazan families' fundraisers, I've decided that the best thing to do to spread the word is to... well, update a fic.

Due to Ao3's rules about not referencing anything financial in relation to fanfiction, and also their silencing of pro-Palestine volunteers, I have kept the verbiage in my A/Ns on Ao3 less direct to avoid possible censorship, but the main purpose of updating this fic is to get attention for these campaigns, so please do click the above link and consider donating to the families listed. Again, there are three options for fanfic from me in exchange for a minimum $5 donation: a new fic, an update, or a sequel to RtS. The linked post goes into more detail.

And as always, please give lots of love to my amazing artist @roarshackle who consistently went above and beyond working on the art for this fic. I can never decide what my favorite piece is, but chapter 5's art is nothing short of breathtaking.

I can't say for sure when the next chapter will come. Though after re-reading the first 5 chapters of this fic, I am feeling a lot more confident than I was last year at this time, I am still sick with my second covid infection, and if memory serves, chapter six needs a lot more work than chapter 5 did. Plus, once I'm better, I'll be back to working on helping out families with their campaigns.

Anyways, without further ado... Chapter 5!

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Betrayal's Bond | An Uchiha Brother's Series | Teaser

Summary: You've been tasked with finding the team of jonin that went missing on their mission to the village hidden in the stars but what happens when you take one Uchiha brother to look for the other? Pairing: Tsundere Sasuke x female!oc x Itachi (love triangle) Word Count: 1.1k~ Warning: No real warnings but this is a Naruto au so it's not gonna to match up with the storyline at all List of Terminology a/n: Ahh idk how this'll do since I mostly post Jungkook/Kpop fics but I hope you guys'll look forward to this fic! Naruto is my all time favorite anime and I highly suggest you watch it but it's not necessary to enjoy this fic. You might need to look up the meaning of some of the words but it's nothing too crazy okay okay I'm done

Starting the morning off with a rude awakening is never good and today was unfortunately one of those days... 

I jolt awake at the sound of someone banging on my front door and almost fall out of bed. "What the fuck is someone doing here so early?" I grumble to myself seeing that it's barely seven o'clock. I stretch for a second and rub my eyes before getting out of bed and putting my slippers on so I can open the door for whoever this horrible nuisance might be. 

"Why the hell are you banging on my do- Oh Sasuke, what are you doing here?" I question, bringing my first scolding tone down to my normal one. "The Hokage wants to see us. She said it was urgent" he says and walks away giving me no further details.

"Wait Sasuke! I- and he's gone" I call out for him but he disappears before I'm able to get another word in. 'Thanks for the info Sasuke' I grumble to myself before heading back inside to get ready. 

I take a quick shower, get dressed and head out as fast as I can but it doesn't seem like it was fast enough for Sasuke's liking as I see him leaning up against the wall next to Lady Tsunade's office with an irritated look on his face. "Nice to see you too Sasuke" I mumble and neither of us bother trying to engage in any other conversation before knocking on Lady Tsunade's door.

"Enter" I hear faintly from the other side of the door and walk in with Sasuke right behind me. "You wanted to see us?" I question as we both make our way over to her. "Yes, thank you both for coming in this early" she says, setting the papers she had been looking through down on her desk. "Is everything alright?" I ask as I take into account the dark circles under her eyes worried that something horrible might've happened. 

"There was a team of Shinobi that went out on a mission to the village hidden in the stars a few weeks ago and they haven't returned. It should've been an easy mission but we've lost all contact with them about a week ago" she lists off, sorting through the papers until she finds the right one. 

"The village hidden in the stars? What were they doing there?" I question, hoping to get as much intel as I can. "They were meant to retrieve a certain item there that the village had planned to give us for research but I can't reveal exactly what that item is" She says, giving only the necessary information. 

"Why not?" Sasuke asks in a monotone, cocking his brow at the Hokage and she simply rolls her eyes in response, already used to his insolence. "It's not something the public should be aware of and honestly I've given you more information than I should have" she say, glaring right back at him. 

"You don't trust us?" Sasuke prods, obviously not happy about being left in the dark about this but Tsunade just shakes her head, tired of the pushback but also trying to hold in her anger as she's known to have a short fuse. 

"Once you find them just give them this document, they'll fill you in on the rest once you get there. We never really know who's listening and like I said we do-" "Don't want anyone knowing we got it" Sasuke says cutting her off. 

"Sasuke!" I scold him, afraid of the backlash we might receive. "I'm sorry Lady Tsunade, he's really not a morning person" I explain, hoping to defuse the situation. "Sasuke Uchiha, y/f/n, you have been tasked with the mission of locating the missing shinobi and helping them complete their mission" she states before either of us can make any further comments. 

"But Lady Tsunade, usually we go out on missions in teams of three. Won't we need a third?" I question, concerned that this might've been an oversight. 

"It's a covert mission so it would make things too obvious if there were too many of you.  Plus, you're only meant to find them so you two should be sufficient enough. The shinobi you're looking for is a team of jonin so as you can see we've already put enough manpower into this whole operation as is" she explains, leaning back in her chair and rubbing her temples. 

"If I may ask, who are the jonin we're looking for?" I question, seeing as that's the most crucial information we need to complete this mission. "Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara and Itachi Uchiha" she lists off. 

Sasuke stiffens at the sound of the last name and I know from now on that this mission is gonna hit close to home. 

"Pack up your gear and head out as soon as possible" she finishes. "Understood" Sasuke answers for the both of us and makes his way out first, leaving me behind without a care in the world. 

"Lady Tsunade may I ask you something?" I say quietly, keeping my voice down so the possibility of anyone hearing is a little bit smaller. "Go ahead" she sighs, thumbing through the other documents she has strewn about her desk. 

"Why did you put Sasuke on this mission? I mean I don't want it to be seen as if I'm questioning your judgement but isn't the mission a little too personal for him? You know, since Itachi is missing?" I question while walking a bit closer to her desk. 

"That is exactly why I've put him on this mission. The mission is important to the village but it's even more important to Sasuke now that he knows. Plus it might do him some good to be teaming up with Itachi. They've never really been on a mission together now have they?" she explains and I nod my head as she finishes. 

"Yeah I guess you're right. May I ask why you've chosen me to go along though?" I continue, playing with the bracelet I have around my wrist, a nervous habit I've developed over the years. 

"You're a good tracker and you've been completing your missions with close to perfect results. Plus you're a quiet one that doesn't tend to get on people's nerves so I figured you'd get along well with Sasuke" she answers, listing off my strengths which has me a little shy, embarrassed that I pretty much fished for compliments on accident. 

"Just take a deep breath and don't be nervous. Sasuke's rough around the edges but I'm sure you guys will work together just fine" she says while giving me a warm smile, hoping to give me some encouragement. "Yes my Lady, thank you" I say, giving her a shallow bow, walking out of her office and rushing home.

'I hope she's right about this' I think to myself as I run through the village, dreading what is to come as flashbacks of the argument I had witnessed between the brothers comes to mind again. 

'Please Sasuke, don't mess this one up'

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For the ask thingy, I hope non-fandom asks were ok! If you had infinite money and a personal chef, which 5 dishes would you order all the time? 😄 And maybe a fandom related question, have you switched your favorite characters or pairings throughout the years or have you always been into Drarry? I personally started reading Drarry in my 20s after I found so many non-angsty fics where they were slightly older, before that I kept thinking the pairing was fist fights and tongues battling for dominance 24/7 😆 Both valid too but it isn't "the thing" for me, my searching skills were also quite limited

Non-fandom asks are most welcome and I love your picks, thank you!

5 dishes I’d order all the time (god, I wish!): all the Brazilian food yes please! I can think of soo many options but top 5 would probably be stroganoff, shrimp coconut stew, beef Milanese, lemon ricotta pancakes and pumpkin compote 🥹🤌🏼 some pics to make you drool with me:

re: the second ask, I started reading Drarry in the early 00s and it remained my main HP ship over the years. But I’ve had multiple OTPs in different fandoms (MCU, 007, SPN, Kingsman, Naruto etc etc) and I’ve been a rare pair champion over the last five years, so I definitely consider myself a multi-shipper these days! My favorites haven’t changed much tbh, I’ve always been a big fan of characters like Teddy, Ron and Sirius, and I still read them today. One fun fact is that I used to ship Ron exclusively with Hermione and couldn’t picture the Golden Trio dynamic in a romantic/sexual way. But today this triad has become my comfort ship, and I’m very much into Harry/Ron and Dronarry as well. All credit goes to the amazing creators we have, who gently pulled me into the dark force 😌 and a special mention to @tackytigerfic’s brilliant Aim For My Heart, my Dronarry foundation 💜

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I'm so sorry I know you're in a Naruto mood, but childhood friends to lovers with Suga sounds so cute 😭

reqs are open :)

anatomy of a wish (or the thermodynamics of falling in love)

sugawara; sfw; 1,617 words

june, 2001

“tomorrow’s my birthday! u wanna come?”

the two of you are all of seven years old, with dreams too big for this world to handle, and bodies still small enough for the sky to seem like an endless place. he grins at you, jabbing a thumb into his chest, puffing it out like all his favorite superheroes. like this, he thinks, there’s no way she’ll say no! because the pretty girls never say no to the heroes in movies. and that’s just how things go.

“only if you tell me your birthday wish!" you say, grinning from ear to ear, watching as he struggles with the concept of telling someone else his birthday wish.

"ah... but momma said that if you tell someone a wish, then it won't come true!"

july, 2012

“nee, koushi… what’d you get for question 12?”

you’re splayed across his bedroom floor, cheek pressed against the workbook pages. there’s two bottles of fanta sitting in the space between your bodies, condensation beading on the frosted glass, their contents half drunk, the bubbles falling flatter with each passing second.

“it’s too damn hot in this stupid town… i wish it's just... cool down or something...” he says, lying on his back with his arms splayed out beside him, staring up at the lazy circles of the ceiling fan, doing absolutely nothing to cool down the tepid heat rising within the walls of his room.

“wishes don't come true just because you want them to, you know that right?” you flash him a lopsided grin and he feels his stomach backflip inside him.

august, 2002

“we’re supposed to hold hands when we cross the street!”

you bite your lips as suga grabs your tiny hand in his, your palms sticky with the summer heat, the road deserted except for the shadow of a few large crows, feasting on the remains of some long-dead roadkill. you crinkle your nose as he pulls you across the street to the convenience store, the both of you heaving a long sigh of relief as you step through the air-conditioned doors.

“kou-chan… you’re sweaty.” you blink down at your linked hands.

he hums loudly, pointing with this free hand at the on-sale tuna onigiri on the counter, and makes no effort to let you go.

september, 2012

“so, where’re you gonna apply?” you tap your pencil on the wooden desk, him leaning over the back of his chair to doodle in the margins of your notebook.

“hm? i dunno… probably somewhere close by…”

“are you… gonna keep on playing volleyball?”

his pencil pauses; so does yours.

“yeah. i-i think i am.”

you smile, your pencil resuming it’s rhythmic tap, tap, tap on the table. he doesn’t look up, but you can see the grin on his lips as he continues to shade in the stripes of a perfectly drawn volleyball.

“good. okay.”

october, 2004

at ten years old, sugawara koushi is certain he’s going to marry you.

“what kinda wedding dress do you think you’d wear?” he asks, the pair of you lying on the futon in your room, staring at the soft green glow of the stars pasted across your ceiling. once upon a time, you might've asked what wishes he would've made. but wishes are for children, and they won't come true if you tell them to someone anyway.

“mmm… something pretty.”

“well, duh.”

you make to kick him; he laughs, rolling out of your reach.

“i just meant that anything would look pretty on you!” he says, still laughing.

you sniff, feeling your cheeks warm with the weight of his words.

“you’re cheesy,” you say, unable to stop the smile from spreading across your lips.

“your moms says that girls like that kinda thing.”

november, 2013

“hey! how’s tokyo? ah — well, i guess i was just there last year for nationals — right… but miyagi is the same as ever. quiet… but it’s the nice kinda quiet, y’know? i — uhm… i miss you. i mean, all of us do — asahi and daichi too! but… i think i miss you the most. i know you’re busy with studies so it’s okay if you don’t call me back for a while but… i just wanted you to know that. we’re all good here, so don’t worry. ah — right. that’s it! let me know if you’re coming back for new years! it — it’d be nice to see you again. we... we can visit the shrine and make our new years wishes."

december, 2008

“we go to high school next year!”

you laugh as suga skips half a step in front of you, his breath puffing out in front of him in a great cloud of white.

“you applied to karasuno, right?”

he nods, his moon-kissed hair flopping excitedly about his ears.

“mhm! i watched their team play at nationals and — uwah, it was so cool!!! wait — you applied there too, right?”

you grin, raising an eyebrow, “hm… did i?”

suga pins you with a reproachful look, “it’s mean to play with a young boy’s tender emotions like that, y’know!”

you roll your eyes, “you’re full of shit, sugawara koushi.”

january, 2014

you meet at the foot of the stairs leading up to the shrine, the air is crystalline and clear.

“happy new years,” you both say at the exact same time.

a pregnant pause, and then, you fall into the laughter, the sweet, twinkling, midnight laughter, the warm, welcoming sunrise laughter. the laughter you both grew up surrounded by because you were always, always with each other and nothing has ever been so easy as falling back into this.

“know what you’re gonna wish for?” you ask.

suga grins, bumping you with his shoulder, “i’ve got an idea, you?”

you glance at him and bump him back.

“i’ve got an idea.”

february, 2009

“i got in! i can’t believe i actually got in! i’m going to the karasuno high!”

he waves an acceptance letter in your face, the morning air still cold enough to sting. but the sun is rising behind him and you smile at him like the first breath of spring. he freezes, something clunking clumsily inside his chest like a pair of sneakers tossed into a washing machine.

“you… you made it too, right?” he asks, cautiously, because there’s no way that you’re not going to the same high school as him, right?

you lilt your head to one side, your grin calcifying into something he’s always knew he loved in the space between his chest and his stomach.

“guess,” you say, sidestepping him on the sidewalk even as he nearly stumbles to follow after you.

“of course you did! i-it’d be stupid if you didn’t.”

he levels himself with you and you cast him sidelong glance, holding his gaze just long enough for him to doubt, to blush, to look away.

“it sure would be, huh.”

march, 2016

“so… education, huh?” you tuck a strand of hair behind you ear, the first buds of spring clinging to the winter-bare branches like beads of morning dew.

“yeah… i think i — i’d like to try. y’know… shaping young minds and all that.”

“hm…” you prop your cheek on the heel of your hand, “you’d make a wonderful teacher.”

silence. you sip at your lavender latte, him at his cappuccino.

“i… think i’d like kids… eventually someday.” he licks his lips, his entire body flushing with heat. he wonders if it’s a good idea to be having caffeine so late in the day but you laugh and he looks up and the smile on your face makes everything worth it.

“y’know… i think i do too.”

april, 2010

“if we win this next practice match, will you go out with me?”

he’s smiling, but you can see the corner of his eyes drawing down in that nervous tick of his, hear the way his voice trembles, ever so slightly.

“no.”

suga blinks, somewhere inside him, he thinks he hears the sound of his heart shattering into a million irreparable pieces.

“n…o?”

you shake your head, “i don’t want us to hinge on the outcome of a volleyball match.”

“then… what do you want us to hinge on?”

may, 2018

“hey, what do you want for your birthday this year?”

you walk down lantern-lit street, hand in hand, your faces illuminated by all the dancing matsuri lights.

“hmm… i’ll only tell you if you promise to say yes.”

you pause, you turn to face him and he turns to face you, and neither of you wonders if you say a wish aloud, whether it'll actually come true. of course it will, because you'll make it so, no matter if the wish was made on a falling star or a birthday candle or just in the spaces between two fated souls.

there’s an entire stampede of wild horses thundering across the plains of your heart and suga smiles like he knows exactly what you're feeling.

“okay… i’ll say yes. as a birthday present,” you say, biting down the feeling of the entire universe shifting around you, of time itself slowing down to watch this moment play out, of destiny tugging on the strings that had always conducted you both. one, and then the other, dancing, circling around just this moment.

suga takes a breath before he drops to one knee.

“marry me.”

june, 2012

“happy birthday!!! c’mon close your eyes and make a wish!”

you cheer as suga squeezes his eyes shut over his folded fingers, and then a second later, blows out eighteen multi-colored candles. everyone cheers around him, the entire volleyball team is there, and you'd all spent hours papering the locker-room ceiling in green plastic stars. but still, he only has eyes for you.

“cake! cake! cakeee!” hinata shouts, bouncing around as daichi rummages around the bakery bag for the plastic cake-cutting knife.

“what did you wish for?” you ask, bumping your shoulder against his, even as suga blushes, licking his lips with a sly little grin.

“can’t tell you.”

“why?”

(because i wished for you.)

“cause then, it won’t come true.”

[wayward-hatchling]

My entire game loop revolves around being able to put the Fat Chocobo Head on and have it still make sense… But I have been indecisive for a long time so now I’m just leaving it to a vote lol

Tumblr previously favored the year-round Halloween look of my Black Chocobo Mage. The thing that has been rotting in my brain, though, is reproducing the Red Chocobo for the occasional meteor LB joke. The hood visor does open on the second look, and I paired it with Vanu (chicken) legs and a Bozjan chestpiece--a nod to everyone's favorite Red 'Bo. You can vote for an Alpha Astro look here if you want. PREVIOUSLY:

Part 9: VPR was only one choice that I was unsure of. Seems like it was unwarranted!

Part 8: MCH was a cowboy tiebreaker--back to the Qitana Ravel lol

Part 7: SGE was another easy win for the high level gear.

Part 6: SMN was pretty inconclusive, except people generally liked the higher-level gear more. Makes sense!

Part 5: NIN, 100% voted for the Naruto look, and honestly same

Part 4: MCH was a perfect split, tumblr equally enjoys pirates vs cowboys. This is probably the most difficult one to decide, both are egg-cellent

Part 3: SAM was a vote for quantity (of chickens) over quality

Part 2: BLM, (the previous version of this) Tumblr enjoyed Halloween and witches

Part 1: DRK, we decided lore components were our favorite

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B and E for the ask game?

Pretending I answered this two days ago... Aha.

B:  What was the first fandom you read fic in?  Which was the first you wrote fic for?

First fandom: It was Ranma 1/2! In second grade we got a PC for the first time, a few years later we got a dial-up internet connection. The only people on the internet at that time - as far as I knew anyway - were adult nerds and college students. The college students had the fast college internet, so their pages were unusable because they all had huge fancy anime JPEG headers that took 10 minutes to load.

I starting reading fanfiction because plaintext loaded quicker, and my favorite page on the entire internet was someone's boring HTML page that was literally nothing but a manually-updated list of links to every Ranma/Akane fanfiction that existed on the internet in English.

I was probably in 6th or 7th grade. I'd never read the comics, which were expensive as they were still being sold in the western comics format, where you charged a lot of $$$ for a small number of (flipped) pages. The tankobans came out a year or two later. I'm probably mixing all this up. I saw some of the anime, eventually, renting tapes from a going out of business video rental store near my high school boyfriend's house.

Uhh where was I. Yeah, to this day I've never seen or read all of Ranma 1/2, but I read literally every English language Ranma/Akane fanfic that existed on the internet circa 1995. I liked the ones where Akane was in love with girl Ranma, and Ranma didn't care that they were dating a lesbian, the best.

First fandom I wrote in: Naruto! I was still in high school, or maybe just starting college? I started some ambitious WIP, specofically to make friends with a group of livejournalers whose blogs I'd been lurking for several years (I succeeded in this btw, just not with the Naruto fic - with Death Note mainly). Since I didn't have any real plan for the fic, I didn't make it very far before I gave up.

There's another one I wrote, close to around that time, that I wish I could orphan or at least delete from my ff.net account, but alas I can't as the email I used to sign up for ff.net no longer exists. It was a fic about Sasuke and Hinata in an arranged marriage, there's a rape in it, I wrote it as a proof of concept for how horrible that pairing would be, but it got positive feedback from Sasuke fans invested in how I was going to redeem him. Yeah, lesson learned, never write an anti-fic.

E: What character do you identify with most?  Is there a certain fic of yours that captures these qualities particularly well?

Hmmmmmm. Usually I'd say, Yukino Arizawa from His and Her circumstances? She is insanely competitive and ambitious but hides it so she can get more adulation from her high school fanbase. I'm not exactly like this but I admire it, and it's closer to my mental image of myself than the majority of female characters. "They think I'm sweet, but I want to beat them all into the ground with the best test scores, best grades, AND be the best athlete! Haha!"

In general I'm not really trying to write characters who are like me when I write, though. It's like, write my essay about the canon, pretend it's fiction and not an essay; or join a fandom event to make friends and write an AU I can put some of my personal experiences in to make it more interesting. Fanfic as a social thing, more than a way to explore myself.

I'll plug the way I wrote Ging (HxH) in "Pariging Coffee Shop AU" though (though you just said you don't read AUs and especially not coffee shop AUs). I like the way he's a mystery in that and then... Revealed to be SOMEWHAT interesting but in a way that only appeals to like, the niche of the niche. (Academic genius only popular among sociology grad students, etc.) Hah.

Here's the fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32737069

Thanks for the ask <333

[meelysant]

Although I don't really like Naruto, nor the anime not the mangas have an oc for this show, the reason being that I made the character to play in a naruto themed rpg with my friends, to this days one my favorite characters i ever played in a rpg game, Ayano Hyuuga.

Due to the fact I wanted to make the character with the least research i possibly could into the universe, and I decided she would be a specialist in taijutsu and kenjutsu, simply because i didn't want to look into the power system from the anime to get to the game (although i ended up drawing all the images I used for her for some reason).

Her backstory was initially quite simple she was a regect member of the hyuga clan, that didn't know that she was in actuallity she was a experiment made by orochimaru (the only thing i remember that i actually liked from naruto and still like) that was being used as a living spy inside of konoha, the goal it was that as i got more into the game and see more abouth the universe I would define the finer details of her story.

The first image is an uptdated sheet of how she looked in the first half of the campain that got actually finished, the second pic is a updated sheet of how she would look into the shippuden part of the game that saddly never happened for reasons out of the game.

This last image is a reference of a point of her i made in her backstory as the game had progressed, i ended up not writing her story for real but what i have set with my dm was that Ayano was originally a shinobi not from konoha but instead she was fro kiri, what ended up matching really well with her characert sheet, as she aside from her specialization in infiltration, she also was specialized in using water jutsu (she specialy had a mist jutsu that was a broken combo with her byakugan) and swordsmanship.

From her backstory she was originally a prodigy shinobi from kiri, form the time it was still the bloody misty, having graduate rather young with honors in a similar fashion to kisame and zabuza, and was being prepared to become one of the mist swordsman, however due her young age all the bloodshed got to her head and she wanted to scape, it was then that she met orochimaro that offered her a chance of going with him and be away from all this bloodshed, what she promptly accepted what lead her to become Ayano Hyuuga, and a spy from orochimaru.

Under the cut are the original art and design i did for Ayano

My original design phylosophy for ayano was to pick up the expected traits from a member of the hyuuga clan and make one that was clearly out of place as she wasn't actualy a hyuuga, so i focused her in bold contrasting colors, having her main collor being this vibrant purple and the pinkish white haori, as a taijutsu specilist she used an oversized haori to confuse the enemy about her moviments.

The first addition to her design where the kathanas she colleted in her first mission, the headband she used to tie her bangs, the red scarf, what was an in game gift from hinata, as she was very close with hinata in this part and had a nice rivalry with neji, that turn into a great friendship.

There's also a special mention to her cursed mark wich begin a way thata orochimaro controlled my character but would enventually become a buff from her in later points of the game, this discovery was one of the best scenes of Ayano in the rpg.

Her grown up design, at this point i got three pairs of swords each that i used in different situations, Ayano was more involved with the village and started to have control of her cursed mark, i was also at that point i made most of her backstory as i decided she was from kiri and had sharp teeth.

I was also at that point i noticed that her collor pallet had some eary simillarities with orochimaru and the sounf shinobi collors, so i decided that i would more straigth foward incorporate into her desing, this collors representing that she was starting to get acquited with her connection with hi.

As a bonus i only ever have this as a wip, but as i was talking with my dm aboyt Ayano future he told me that i would eventually reach stage two of my cursed mark, as at that point it was more of a buff to me, so i came up with how she would look like, i decided to give it a more savage look and the horns and spikes would be usable in this form. unfortanally i lost the original archive of the drawing so i couldn't finish it and the game died before i could reach it but that was one of the many things i was looking foward to in the game at the time.

[wickermayne]

Hiii!!!! 10. What's your favorite part about the fic writing process?, 4.How do you channel characters' voices and personalities?, 17.What's the most memorable comment or review you've received on one of your fics?, 24.What advice would you give to someone who wants to start writing fanfiction?

10. What's your favorite part about the fic writing process?

The conception of the diea/day-dreaming part haha. I'll get so many ideas randomly, especially when I chat with people on discord, we'll just go on tangents about fic ideas...and then I actually have to write it 😅

4. How do you channel characters' voices and personalities?

How do I do it...that's a hard question to answer. Honestly, I just like Naruto so much it feels kind of easy to characterize him for my fics. Now I'm not saying I do him perfectly. I like softening his flaws, polishing his imperfections but keeping them there, but it's always been straightforward to me. The other characters are harder but I try my best haha.

17. What's the most memorable comment or review you've received on one of your fics?

One that was funny that I can't forget is "sometimes we need smut that makes our heart orgasm" that had me crying haha.

Of course the longer comments I adore, the ones telling me they appreciate my writing or characterization or that they never liked a pairing until they read my fic. It's rare, but sometimes people do gush about my fics and it's awesome everytime!

24. What advice would you give to someone who wants to start writing fanfiction?

My first piece of advise would be to write! You can't plan forever, you've got to put the words down on (digital) paper!

Second is if you haven't written creatively before, your first couple of attempts probably won't be well written. Writing is a skill, you have to practice it, expecting greatness from the jump is foolhardy, but you shouldn't let that discourage you from writing. You'll get better with time and attempts!

Finally, I love the saying "perfect is the enemy of the good/perfection is the enemy of progress." I feel in fandom spaces, would be writers are so obsessed with their writing being 'perfect' that it never gets off the ground. We are doing this for fun! Just write, be happy, enjoy yourself, that's more than enough!

Thanks for the ask Dayeongi!

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[shamera]

20 questions for fic writers

Tagged by @bbcphile 🥰🥰🥰

1. How many works do you have on AO3? site says 21! (I also have 50+ on ff.net from when I was younger, and uhhh idk how many that I shoved into my dreamwidth/livejournal never to see the light of day again.)

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 619,848

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently Mysterious Lotus Casebook! (Although I might sneak something for Love and Redemption or Scum Villain.) I am mostly a writer in the Final Fantasy XIII fandom, although I have spent years in Code Geass and Merlin fandoms. Before that, it was Fullmetal Alchemist, Naruto, Harry Potter, and Star Wars.... loads more.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Leave Me Your Starlight, Code Geass fic Nunnally-centric time-travel fix-it

Five Minutes, FFXIII fluff oneshot featuring Noel and Hope

World Enough and Time, Code Geass AU post-apocalyptic rewrite

First (and Second) Impressions, FFXIII modern babysitting AU Noel/Hope

Lost in a Moment (lost in a song), Mysterious Lotus Casebook post-canon fix-it casefic

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I try to! I'm, um. I'm really bad at it. In that I will attempt to respond to everyone in the first few days, but then I get distracted doing/writing something else and I am so tunnel-visioned that you won't hear from me until a week later and then I feel bad about taking so long to respond. Also I am very, very bad at responding because while I love love love seeing comments, it's just happy reactions and incoherent noises from me. How do I words to translate my appreciation???

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? ...probably everything I wrote as a kid? I have very different ideas on angst nowadays, but I guess while I was writing it... between Gedächtnisse (FMA fic) and Sound of Silence (HP fic), I guess!

Newer stuff might be between The Other (FFXIII fic) and Test Subjects (FFXIII fic).

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I write a lot of fluff pieces nowadays! But overall, probably Something About December (FFXIII fic), since it's a Christmas fic or Family (FFXIII), which was written to give Sazh more support in the third game.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Once, someone pointed out my join date on the website and asked me why I was still writing fanfiction.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I have, but generally don't. Even most of my ships are closer to gen than not. I'm closer to the repulsed spectrum of ace, but I do like attempting to write all sorts of things.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? Yes! Love them! I've written a good handful-- but the craziest one was when I was... 10? 11? and I wrote Orions'Ka on a notebook and when I typed it up, it was well over 60,000 words. It had absolutely everything I loved back then.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not by a person, no. By website bots, yes.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? I have had... people ask me if they could translate my fics? My answer is always yes, but I don't recall seeing it anywhere.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I had an entire online journal with my best friend back in middle school.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship? ...MXTX ships, maybe? I don't feel particularly strongly about ships most of the time, only about characters, who I will ship around for the fun of it. But for MXTX pairings, that just doesn't feel right. They just belong together.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? ....my old Harry Potter stuff, I'm sorry. Not a fandom I got back into again.

16. What are your writing strengths? I've been told it's characterizations! And descriptions.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Everything else. Confidence, I guess. Also energy and interest. And once I overcome those, plot.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? ...me, or fics that do that? Because I've seen fics do that, full on paragraphs of dialogue in the original language but descriptions in English, and I don't understand. But if it's just... an important word, a statement, something the fandom would normally understand kept in its original language because there's just no good translation in English for it, then it absolutely works. Some things don't translate well, and fans usually like learning more about their canons. I personally try to keep things mostly in English nowadays, though, but I slip time to time.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Star Wars. I was in the single digits age, and wrote an introspective ficlet on Luke and Leia's feelings about how the original trilogy's ending, sitting together on Endor to watch it all burn.

20. Favorite fic you've written? ...I don't know if I have one. I either tend to be proud or hate what I've written, depending on the day, my mood, wind speeds, and cats. Currently I want to say Lost in a Moment, because I finished that recently and I had so many doubts about it so I'm proud I got through it.

Tagging... omg, anyone who still follows me all the way from FFXIII days and writes, or all the way from the Gundam Wing days gosh.

but also @seventhstrife, @rhystheceo, @teekettle, @adriannasharp @tunnelofdusk 🤭 ya'll suffer through my random selection because I know you guys are writerssss

[rec-a-fanfic]

Let's help French fry anon and submit fics too!

Waiting For an Answer by @kinomiakai

Fandom : Naruto

Pairing : Sasuke/Naruto

Rating : T

Summary :

"After eight years of struggling, Naruto finally caves and confesses to Sasuke. But it's okay; nothing is going to change between them. Everything will be the same.

...The moment Sasuke stops bringing it up every twenty seconds, it'll be the same."

It's so so cute! This is one of my favorite author ever, everything she writes is so so good!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20809709

Can I be strawberry anon? 🍓

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20809709

[malakia215]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

🥺💜💙

Thank you for the ask Anon!!! BUT HOW CAN YOU MAKE ME CHOOSE BETWEEN 99 (soon to be 100) FICS!?!?!?

I managed to narrow it down with some bonuses lol

All of it under the cut:

Haunted Bliss- Star Wars. Dinluke. Not complete. Modern AU. Explicit but hasn't gotten to the sexy times lol. It has a mystery element to it and I am proud of the build-up I have leading up to the reveal (which hasn't happened yet)

Din thought all he had to deal with is living in a haunted house for the rest of his life with his son.

Then Luke Skywalker waltzed into his life.

Total Slut (For You)- Star Wars. Dinluke. Complete. Modern AU. Rated T. Very proud of this piece; it is one of the first pieces I did when I started writing Dinluke. I really poured a lot into this fic.

Luke expected the Naboo Pride Parade to be the same as it was every year he attended. Until he literally ran into Din Djarin.

These Creatures of Ours- Naruto. KakaIru. Complete Fantasy/historical. T Rated. Did this piece for a KakaIru mini bang and focused on less focused mythological creatures from Scottish legends. Had fun writing it because it was a bit of an experiment in writing style and the story is sweet.

In the northernmost part of Scotland, the tale of the Wulver and the Ghillie Dhu lives on.

Folklore tales for KakaIru Mini Bang event!

In Your Hands- Naruto. Sort of 1940s WWII-inspired. Complete. EXPLICIT. KisaHina. Alpha/Beta/Omega. This is part of a series with HashiObi being the first in the series but I liked this one because a. I love the pairing and b. writing the story was just fun! Post War/spies/love surviving against the odds.

Hinata thought that dying was the thing she had to worry about the most. But what happens when your world falls apart, leaving you shattered and empty? Especially by the man that you trusted the most...

I Only Want Your Ambrosia- Naruto. HashiObi. Incomplete. Hanahaki Disease. T Rated. Story has angst but I love how the writing flows. I am still trying to tackle the next chapter (I know what I WANT to write, but not how to write it) but I can't wait for the finale

Hanahaki doesn't care who you are in love with. If it is unrequited than it will appear.

Obito knew this better than anyone else. After all, he was in love with a dead man.

Save the First Dance- Naruto. HashiObi. Complete. Rated T. Royalty. I love how I wrote Hashirama and Obito in this and the backstory. PLUS: FLUFF! PURE FLUFF.

It was tradition that in order for the monarch to propose and pronounce his consort, they must either dance with the person at the beginning or the end of the Royal Ball. And this must be done by the age of 30, or they would have to abate the throne.

It is the final Royal Ball for King Hashirama to make his choice, and Commander Obito is dreading every second to the moment. For as long as he could remember, he has always been in love with the king. But there were so many obstacles in his way with a war and laws that forbidden such a relationship.

But now, those things are no more, and Obito has to watch as Hashirama chooses his spouse. While he would forever pine, it would be okay, because as long as Hashirama was happy, that is all that mattered.

Unmasked- Naruto. HashiObi. Rated T. Complete. THE fic that helped me overcome years of writing burnout! Where I only had 5 fics on AO3, after writing this fic I now have 99 fics (mostly for the Naruto fandoms and multiple rarepair fics). It might not be the best work but because it helped me overcome writers burnout and I love the descriptions I did, it has a special place in my heart.

Hashirama is an artist that is in a rut. To find some inspiration, he goes to a local museum, bound and determined. Yet in his search, he stumbles upon something unexpected and so much better.

The Man With Two Faces- Star Wars/Mandalorian. No pairing. G rated. Complete. This was written before season 2 of the Mandalorian so not totally accurate but I wrote the fic with Grogu's POV in mind. I am proud how it turned out! One of the only fics I have every done in the first-person POV.

I travel with a man who has two faces

We Match- Naruto. No pairing. Rated T. Complete. WARNING: ANGST! ANGST OUT THE ASS. I MADE MYSELF CRY WRITING THIS FIC! Tobirama-Centric. This is not a fic however that is angst for angst sake. It is an exploration of how Tobirama handles one of his brother's deaths in the Founders era. BUT IT IS SAD.

It felt like he had stopped breathing ever since Kawarama’s death.

[dayeongi]

Hey there,

I'd love to tag you for these questions for writers:

2. Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?

10. How do you decide what to write?

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

22. Who is your favorite character in [Setting Sun] and why?

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

29. What songs would be (or are) on a playlist for [Setting Sun]? Explain your choices if you want!

51. If you write in English as a second language, what do you find easier to write in English, and what is harder than in your first language?

Thanks for writing 'Setting Sun', I love it and I'm so curious how this story will unfold!

Hihi nina! (Can I call you nina?)

2.-

Lolololol here it is!!

Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

Angst

Regency Romance (next one is regency too so putting them both here)

Character Death

Friends to Lovers

lmao makes sense!!

10.-

I have a LOT of ideas!! I just let them stew for a while in my brain until one feels alive enough in my mind! So it starts with "What if" and I only start working on it if it's giving me colors, sounds, and shapes! I need the full color vision!

17.-

So this is a very guilty want of mine because hinata is my third favorite character of Naruto, but I've been looking forever for a naruhina fic set during the pain arc or war arc where Hinata is seriously injured/dies, and Naruto has to process his feelings about it without Hinata having to do any more work. Either that, or I want a re-write of Naruto that handles the romance better and is more queer, please, we want diversity in this HOUSE, not just pair the spares

22.-

So right now my favorite character in Setting Sun is obviously Temari, but my favorite character to write right now is actually Kankurō! I really enjoy writing his dealing with political intrigue and the dichotomy of how he has to act vs how he really feels, and how easy yet tiring it is for him to continously put up the act. I also feel sorry that he's dealing with everything on his own, and he's going on this self sacrificing quest to keep his siblings safe even though they, particularly Gaara, do not understand why he would want to do it, and his (misplaced) guilt about the situation with Gaara, coming to learn about it, and that without meaning to, Kankurō’s been the cause for some of the things that have happened. (Not because of him, but just because he's the first born son)

I just have a lot of feelings about it ok?????????

23.-

I really want to try writing fantasy!! So far I've mainly done Canon and semi or striaght up Modern AU!

29.-

I actually have a playlist I use when writing!!

It has a LOT of songs but hopefully at the end I will have a more refined playlist!

Here are some of my favorite ones from the playlist!

I mean... come on... if this one isn't them I don't know what is!!

Come on... come ON...

51.-

It has actually been probably a decade since I tried to write anything in Spanish besides poetry! The truth is that after nearly 12 years of studying, reading, working and speaking English, my vocabulary in Spanish is very basic, and my grammar has been suffering :( also my original fixation for writing in English is because I purposefully wanted to make my writing inaccessible to my father, who could only say "hi how are you" in English, so it find it hard to write and being vulnerable in Spanish. It all feels like too much you see. In English, I can manage my feelings and expression better

I'm so so happy you're enjoying Setting Sun!!!!!!!!!! I've been working on chapter 8, and I think it's going to be a very big chapter all in all! From now on, it feels like every chapter will be a big one, in terms of plot points, so I'm nervous! If all goes well, Setting Sun will be 15 chapters, and then I'll start working on planning Ultraviolet and Dawn, as well as The Road Back Home!

From this ask game!