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canariie · 2 years ago

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Rating: T

Synopsis: But what puzzled Toushiro more (and it was really too early for this), was that he was holding two fishing poles and wearing rubber boots.

“Why are you here?” Toushiro whispered venomously.

“Get ready! We’re going to the living world to fish!” Shinji responded cheekily, thrusting a pole and pair of boots in Toushiro’s unexpecting hands, as if that were answer enough.

“And why are we doing this?” he asked dubiously, inspecting the tools in his hands.

“Because we got to go when the fish are ‘bout to wake up!” Shinji rolled his eyes as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “We’re going to bond today! I got a whole list of activities for us to do.”

Toushiro muttered, “Is this your idea of bonding?”

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Toushiro and Shinji have a day off to bond together (at Momo’s behest).

Word Count: 4290 words

Setting: established relationship, many decades after the last Bleach chapter

Prompt: @hitsuhina-week‘s Hitsuhina 2022 Gift Exchange

Authour’s Note: I’m so sorry that this is late! This is for @pinkhairedlily who requested Toushiro asking Shinji for Momo’s hand in marriage!

I kind of stepped back from the prompt a little bit but I do sincerly hope you enjoy it! I will admit, I am nervous because this is my first time writing Shinji and thinking of him (which is a lot harder than I thought), but it was a fun process.

Also shout out to Fuji Kaze’s Shinunoga E-Wa for being the unexpected mood setter!

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“Hitsugaya-taicho, I have a favour to ask…” Momo drawled out, as she snuggled into her boyfriend’s side. It was a cold winter night and the two were sitting in bed, reading their respective books. Momo had introduced Toushiro to the concept of reading before bed and he had to admit that he had been enjoying the latest titles she bought for him in the real world. Before they went to sleep, she would eagerly ask him what he thought until he would have to gently remind her to go to sleep if it were too late.

But tonight, it seemed like she had other things on her mind. Ah the captain’s title... Hinamori must really want something.

“What is it?”

“I know there is a captain’s day off at the end of the week…” she said softly as she traced patterns on his collarbone. “I think it’d be nice if you would spend it with Hirako-taicho.”

“No.”

“But Hitsugaya-kun,” Well there goes the title—it was nice while it lasted.

“I already have plans,” he defended, continuing to read his book.

“What plans?”

“To…read,” he said, turning a page for emphasis.

Momo arched her eyebrow. “Rangiku-san told me that you were excited for the day off so you could catch up on archiving old reports…”

“Those are valid plans for a day off.”

The book was gently taken from his hands, and he looked up to see Momo leaning over him as she held his face in her hands. “Toushiro,” she whispered with such intensity that it made his mind stutter, especially as she leant over, her long hair cascading around him like a curtain.

“I know you two have not always seen eye to eye...” He scoffed, but Momo continued undeterred. “However, I think if you spent a little time with each other outside of work, you could get to know each other better.”

She moved closer until Toushiro could see sparks flicker in her brown eyes, and feel warmth shoot down his core.

“You are my most important person and it would mean the world to me if you got along better with my captain.”

Toushiro raised a skeptical eyebrow.

Momo rolled her eyes. “The last one didn’t count.”

He said nothing, but Momo knew he was thinking it deeply over. She kissed his cheek. “Please?”

Toushiro knew that Momo knew exactly what she was doing. But even he had to admit that her words stirred something inside him. Toushiro sighed in defeat.

Momo smiled, knowing she had gotten him to cave in. She dipped down and kissed him deeply, melting into him and making him see warm sparks behind his eyes.

“Most important person, huh?” he breathed when they separated.

She rolled her eyes playfully. “Yes, what of it?”

Momo yelped as Toushiro pulled her waist down, until she was cradled by him in his lap.

He bent down, his eyes deepening to a dark emerald. “You have always been my most important person—even before I knew it.”

Momo blushed, a silly smile on her face as she tucked her face into his neck.

He sighed in faux lament, “But—know that you owe me.”

She smiled with a knowing glint in her eyes, pulling his face down towards hers. “I’m sure I can think of a way to make it up.”

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Toushiro grumbled as a loud knocking persisted at his door. It was his day off and he had been hoping to sleep in. He glared out his window, where it was still completely pitch black outside—but that did not deter the loud noise.

“What is it?” Toushiro growled as he stumbled out of bed and pulled the door roughly aside.

He had to blink twice to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.

The fifth captain, Shinji Hirako, stood in front of him with a maddingly toothy grin. But what puzzled Toushiro more (and it was really too early for this), was that he was holding two fishing poles and wearing rubber boots.

“Why are you here?” Toushiro whispered venomously.

“Get ready! We’re going to the living world to fish!” Shinji responded cheekily, thrusting a pole and pair of boots in Toushiro’s unexpecting hands, as if that were answer enough.

“And why are we doing this?” he asked dubiously, inspecting the tools in his hands.

Toushiro muttered, “Is this an idea your idea of bonding?”

“This is mandatory for all officers in the Fifth Division. But I’d never wake my darling lieutenant this early—I’d give her another hour at least.”

Toushiro scowled deeply. “Don’t call her darling,” he said darkly—before slamming the door shut.

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Toushiro had never seen the water so early in the morning. It was twilight, the sky blurring into a gentle blue. There was a sense that the sun was edging onto the horizon, but it still felt far and distant.

After they had stopped for coffee (which the older captain had the decency to pay for since Toushiro was still in a foul mood from being groused so early in the morning without warning), even he had to begrudgingly admit, that it was quite serene.

He did not expect the fifth division captain to have an itinerary for the day. Toushiro’s plans for the day was to just hop over to the Fifth, ask the captain to accompany him for tea (in front of Momo so she could see that yes, he was making an attempt at interaction) and finish that up in an hour and a half max—so he could go and work on archiving old reports the rest of the day.

Because to be frank, Toushiro would have rather spent the day off with Momo. They hadn’t had time alone to go out for a long time and that for him was a much more desirable way to spend his time off.

Instead, he was sitting in a fold out chair, clutching a fishing pole on a wooden dock at five in the morning as Shinji explained the wisdom of fishing.

“The key is to be patient. They’ll come to you but ya got to wait—otherwise you’ll miss your chance,” the blond captain explained as he raised his pole and swung, the line flying through air before making a gentle plop in the water.

Toushiro restrained himself from rolling his eyes but followed similarly.

“When ya reel the rod, keep the line taut. If you do it too quickly, the fish can break away and ya lose the line,” Shinji demonstrated by pulling taut the line of the string. The older captain was lounging in his chair, sleeves rolled up to the elbow and leg crossed over knee, the perfect pose of relaxation.

“If we rush,” Shinji continued, “we get ahead of ourselves—which only hurts in the long run.”

Toushiro found himself drifting back to the war in the sky as he stared at the ripples in the water. It had been years, but time only eased the pain—it did not erase it. Though they were high up in the clouds, fighting an invisible battle, at that moment it was a grounding in reality.

He had been younger, rash and naïve. He thought he could kill Soul Society’s traitorous felon.

He was gravely mistaken.

Toushiro despised Aizen with every aching bone in his body. But he loathed himself more for being goaded into swinging the first blade. Feeling rage boil into him, all he could see was red as he rushed at Aizen first.

“When did you get so wise?” Toushiro asked sarcastically. He pulled at the rod—nothing yet.

Shinji laughed shortly. “Years of exile—gives ya time to think.” He took a sip of coffee. “We tried many things, wore many hats—all to survive. And one of them was fishing.”

Shinji leaned over and stage whispered, “We weren’t exactly earning money in conventional ways,” he tightened the lock of the pole shrugging his shoulders in an exaggerated fashion, “so we learned new skills.”

“Unfortunately, Hiyori can’t sit still for a minute—so she was banned from all fishing trips,” Shinji explained with faux diplomacy.

With his brief interactions with the short woman, Toushiro was not surprised.

And back in the battle, she had paid for her rashness. Though they didn’t know each other, the enemy of an enemy was an ally—and in that moment he could feel blood run cold seeing her severed half fall through the sky. In the end, it was all a cruel reminder and prelude to his own downfall.

Shinji watched the tent captain, whose eyes were distant and out on the horizon. He had a feeling of what was going through the young man’s head. It reminded the older captain of a time, very soon after the first war had finished, that those eyes held a similar pain.

Shinji stifled a yawn as he headed back to the Fifth Division headquarters. It was late into the night and he had just returned from the World of Living. Kyoraku-soutaicho insisted on a channel of constant communication with the Vizards that were still in the living world, so he sent Shinji on diplomatic visits. But the blond captain knew that behind smiles and pleasant reason, it was just to keep aware of possible treachery. Though many of them were working for the Thirteen Division Guards, there was always some underlying suspicion.

Well—it didn’t bother him too much. It was an excuse to go to the Living World during working hours.

He opened the door and immediately wished he had arrived later.

The white-haired captain didn’t notice Shinij. He was standing behind Momo’s desk, who was fast asleep, a brush in her hands and head resting on paperwork. Shinji watched as the young boy placed a blanket over her shoulders, barely touching her, before shifting the candle flame away from her.

The lone light of the room casted dark shadows over Toushiro’s face, obscuring his eyes from Shinji.

He looked up, and at the sight of the Fifth captain his teal eyes went wide, like a deer in headlights.

“Can I help you?” Shinji asked to cut the tension in the room.

And just like the flicker of the shadow, the tenth captain narrowed his eyes, the shock completely gone. “Are you working her late?”

Shinji wanted to roll his eyes but held back, knowing that probably wouldn’t bode well with the other captain. “No. I told her those could be finished tomorrow.”

Toushiro nodded, still holding his glare at Shinji. A moment of silence. “I dropped off the reports for you to sign,” he said shortly, which made Shinji think if it was deliberate the young captain came late, since those weren’t due for a couple days. Toushiro made his way towards the exit, arms tucked into his sleeves, leaving no more room for conversation.

“Aren’t ya going to Matsumoto’s party?” Shinji asked. The tenth division lieutenant had invited people to go out to drink to celebrate the news of Renjii and Rukia’s engagement.

The white-haired boy stopped. “No.” Toushiro looked over his shoulder. “It’d be better if I didn’t go.”

Shinji waited until he left before he made his way over to his vice-captain, gently shaking her awake.

“Hmm, Taicho?” she mumbled, sleep still evident in her voice. “What are you doing here?”

“I could ask ya the same thing,” he responded, pulling the brush out of her hand. “C’mon—let’s take you home.”

Momo made no protest as she stood up, her short hair sticking out in various directions that reminded Shinji of a dry paint brush.

“Someone from tenth division dropped the reports over—you won’t have to go tomorrow morning to pick them up.”

“Oh okay…” Momo looked down, pursing her lips in confusion. “Taicho, did you put this over me?” She asked as she shifted the blanket, looking at it forlornly.

He looked at her, contemplating how much to say. “No, I didn’t.”

“…okay,” she said, sounding more awake but further away than before.

Seeing how her shoulders deflated, he gently led her up out of her seat. “How about we stop by to say hi at Matsumoto’s—and if ya don’t want to stick around, I’ll walk you back,” Shinji remarked as he blew out the candle.

For Shinji, who was returning to an old post after many years, he knew it wasn’t his place to be involved. He was just relearning the ropes with a new lieutenant following behind his back. Besides getting over the urge to resist looking over his shoulder, he and Momo were still learning to be in each other’s presence.

There were bumps in the road, of course. (He still never could forget the dubious look she gave him when he suggested to cut her hair—the first time that she had shown such strong disbelief outside of her usual polite diplomacy.) The beginning was just making sure not to step too far out of line with each other. But the line gradually faded, and they fell into a routine together. Now, he considered himself lucky to have a competent soldier like her working beside him.

A slight tug at the pole broke Shinji from his revere, pulling him forward at the edge of his chair.

“Look, look!”

Toushiro could only watch as Shinji steadily reeled in the line, the fish thrashing about and sending waves through the water. It slipped out of the water just as the sun broke the horizon, the scales of the fish glistening in a yellow glow.

“See—what’d I tell ya?” He grinning holding up the fish before depositing it in his bucket.

Toushiro looked to his own pole and pulled on it, but only string came with the bait missing from the hook.

“Well…we can’t be prodigies at everything,” Shinji said flippantly.

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Toushiro didn’t know what sort of itinerary the Fifth Captain had for the day. The white-haired man was dragged to random locations around Karakura Town: the barber shop (“this is where I learned to cut hair!” Shinji pointed out while he sat for a quick trim), the hardware store (“Kensei needed a new grate for his BBQ” the blond man defended at Toushiro’s raised eyebrow), a bookstore (Toushiro looked away in embarrassment as Shinji picked up Yadamoru-taicho’s magazine subscription) and the post office (“Need to check my PO box if anything’s come in,” he claimed, peering in the box and pulling out a wad of bills). Shinji seemed to have a secret agenda because he kept on picking things up at small shops along the way. But if Toushiro hadn’t known better—it was as if the man were doing his errands for the day and just having him tag along.

The bell chimed as they entered an unassuming record store. There were rows of wooden boxes, teeming with layers of records. Faded posters were pasted on every inch of the wall to the point that one couldn’t recognize the original wall colour. An old man smiled warmly at them from behind the counter as Shinji greeted him like he were family.

“This is one of the greatest secrets in this town—the man, Jiro-san, knows every single thing about every record in this store,” Shinji said with distinct glee in his voice before starting to peruse the albums. “I try to bring Momo here every other month—to get new music for the office.”

Toushiro felt his interest pique. For the most part, he had remained silent for the day as Hirako had talked enough about random facts and snippets of his human life to fill the gap. Besides offering a few signs of acknowledgment, Toushiro was happy to have Hirako lead the conversation, so he didn’t have to.

But hearing Momo’s name reminded him that this man had a close relationship with her—and it started at the time that his own relationship with her was strained.

He remembered those initial childish feelings of jealousy, seeming to try to find fault in everything of the new captain. From his asymmetrical haircut to his unsettling smile and tongue piercing, Toushiro didn’t understand how such a sleazy looking character could lead a division, let alone bring Momo out from her lowest point. He knew that it wasn’t smooth in the beginning. But Toushiro watched from a distance as Momo seemed to brighten more and more until she was back to her cheerful self—now with the addition of brazenly admonishing her captain. He was in awe of how quickly she became confident but more so, how comfortable she was with this foreign character.

“How often did you come?” Toushiro asked, trying to not to show too much interest.

Shinji continued on as held an album up, inspecting its tracklist. “Well, Momo wasn’t initially a fan of listening to music in the office. But once I got her started on some Ella Fitzgerald, she started to dig it more. Now she sometimes comes on her own to get records. She’ll surprise me with her own choices—I tell ya’ she’s got an ear for talent. I even got her to agree to go to a jazz festival with the rest of us this summer.”

Toushiro had his back turned, looking down at the labels but not quite seeing their names.

“How did you get her to open up?”

Shinji raised an eyebrow, looking behind him to see the white-haired man staring intently at the music. If he hadn’t seen the rigidity of his back, it may have seemed normal.

Shinji sighed.

“I was just there,” he simply said. “I didn’t leave.”

He watched as the younger man tense up further, before briskly putting down the album and walking out of the store. “I’ll be outside,” Shinji heard called out before the ring of the bell chimed in the silence that ensued at the sudden departure.

Shinji wasn’t surprised, and looking back maybe he could have chosen his words better. But he knew this was something long brewing and coming. He pulled out his phone, typing out a quick text message, as he called out to the store owner. “Jiro-san, I’ll be taking these! You keep me informed of any new vinyl shipments when you get some! My daughter will pick them up.”

Shinji found him outside, sitting on the bench in the park, with his hands tucked deep into his jacket. The only signs of life were the soft white puffs of air that he breathed out from above his scarf. Shinji walked over, the grocery bags swinging against his knee and it was only when he was in front of the man that Toushiro seemed to come out of a daze. Toushiro wordlessly accepted the coffee Shinji offered before his turquoise eyes brightened in recognition at the packet in the older man’s other hand.

“Those are the ones that Matsumoto likes…”

Shinji sat down and opened the orange packet. “Yeah, these cookies are really addicting. I introduced them to Momo last time we visited the World of the Living and we haven’t stopped eating them. She must’ve given them to Matsumoto.” He gestured the open packet to the young man, who took the cookie quietly.

They drank their coffee in silence. The golden string lights around them began to flicker as the sky turned to dusk, and like clockwork, it lightly began to snow. Families emerged around the winter street food vendors, talking animatedly as young children ran around, leaving prints in the snow build up.

Shinji could tell Toushiro wanted to say something because his eyes would flit over to him and he’d open his mouth before closing it. But Shinji paid no mind and continued to drink his coffee. He was in no rush at all, he was just waiting for what he knew the young man would say.

“I was jealous of you,” Toushiro finally confessed in a low voice, “of how you were able to make her smile again. You picked her up—when I was the one that hurt her the most.”

Shinji knew there was hurt on both sides. It didn’t take a genius to know that while his lieutenant was adjusting to being back to work, there was still something missing. He could see it in her eyes every time she looked outside at the snow. When there were joint meetings, he would catch her looking towards the tenth company, her sad eyes following the young captain around.

“It wasn’t only me,” Shinji replied. “Matsumoto was always there. Kira & Renji too.” He paused and looked at him straight in the eyes. “But she really wasn’t her full self until you two reconciled.”

“Hirako…”

“Forget your self-pity parade—it’ll do ya no good,” Shinji said, not unkindly. “I’ve been there—it damn hurts, I know. But ya hurt the people you care about more with your absence than with your actions.”

Toushiro stared at Shinji as he took a long sip of coffee. “Get up and move on from your past mistakes; that’s what it means to be a man.” He found himself remembering the way he held Hiyori’s body in his hands, feeling like his world was on a precipice. Never had he ever felt in that moment, the strongest desire to reverse everything, to reverse time itself, before they had changed, before he had ruined their lives forever. It was only when she had hit him with his slipper at his bowed head, that he could see the stupidity in his own wallowing—something he had seen in the young captain too.

“But ya have to promise me one thing—you won’t leave her again,” Shinji spoke with such solemnity that Toushiro’s emerald eyes hardened in determination.

“I won’t.”

The blond man shrugged his shoulder. “Then ya don’t need to apologize to me for nothing.”

Toushiro regarded the man for a long time, before nodding in acceptance.

“Thank you Hirako…for everything.” He had said it so quietly that Shinji thought he almost imagined it.

He smiled in smug satisfaction. “I now give you permission to marry my daughter.”

The young captain scowled, his face turning dark like a thunder cloud. “She is not your daughter.”

“Regardless, you still have my permission,” Shinji waved away.

“Hiarko-taicho!”

The two captains turned to see the fifth division lieutenant running towards them through the crowd, her long hair flowing behind her. Shinji held back a smirk as he watched the young captain stare at the girl in her human clothes, a warm red coat on top of a white dress.

“Hitsugaya-taicho…? What are you doing here?” Momo asked, a furrow in her eyebrows as she looked in confusion between her boyfriend and captain. “I thought I was just meeting Hirako-taicho? You sent a text saying to dress up?”

Shinji applauded himself inwardly for the look on the young captain’s face was priceless.

Before he could say anything else, Shinji gently led his vice-captain away. “Momo, you finished all the reports right?”

“Yes, I made sure to do so, but Taicho why did you call me here?” She looked back at the 10th captain, biting her lip in concern. “Is everything alright with Hitsugaya-kun?”

He could feel the smile slide onto his face at the expression of worry on her face. “Nothing wrong at all—just some good man to man bonding.”

Momo raised an eyebrow dubiously at her captain to which he replied. “I played nice—don’t worry.” He ruffled her hair affectionately. “Go spend the rest of the evening with him. I’ll see you in office on Monday.”

She looked up, her brown eyes in question as she smoothed out her hair. “But what about working tomorrow?”

Shinji threw his thumb back and rolled his eyes in faux exasperation. “You’ve worked enough to take some time off. He’ll sulk if I don’t let you off.”

Momo broke out into a huge grin, her brown eyes twinkling like the glowing lights. “Really?” She paused, as if reconsidering. “But what about the other reports?”

“I’ll go and finish them—you’ve worked enough.”

“Thank you Taicho!” Momo beamed which made him ruffle her hair again as she protested. “You’ve picked a good one—he cares for you.” At this, Momo blushed until her face turned as red as her coat. “Thank you Taicho for agreeing to spend time with him,” she said earnestly. “It really means a lot to me.”

He shrugged his shoulders in defeat. “Ya owe me—I get to choose the music for the next two weeks!”

Momo flashed a brilliant smile. “You got a deal!”

Toushiro smiled as his girlfriend rushed back to him with a bounce in her steps. “I just got a text from Matsumoto saying she booked us a place for tonight? Did Hirako have anything to do about it?” He asked as he tightened the scarf around her neck that had come loose in her run.

“Hirako-taicho,” Momo corrected. “But yes, he said I can have the weekend off so we can spend time together in the human world! Isn’t that wonderful?”

Toushiro took her hand, interlacing his fingers with hers. “Come on—let’s get out of here. There’s a bookstore I want to show you,” he said smiling as her eyes widened in glee, before jumping into a long set of questions on how his day was. And as he answered them, he thought that maybe it wasn’t that bad a day after all.

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Authour’s Note: So, when I first received the prompt I had to think about it a lot because to be frank, I don’t think Toushiro would ever actually ask Shinji for Momo’s hand in marriage. I think Shinji would just appoint himself to give it hahaha (I also believe that it is referenced that Shinji refers to Momo as his daughter in the novel We do KNOT always love you. I’ll try to find the link soon and update it here)

I’m nervous with this one but I hope people at least enjoyed seeing how the two closest men to Momo see each other (and in a way respect each other) when it comes to her well-being. I definitely enjoyed writing Shinji! It gave me a reason to be antagonistic towards Toushiro in a playful manner but give advice in a straight forward, not unkind way. But I definitely think I still need to practice writing him. I also really enjoyed writing all his errands haha

Hope you enjoyed it!

#hitsuhina #hitsuhina gift exchange 2022 #canariie: my fics #shinji hirako #toushiro hitsugaya #momo hinamori #but also the music of the moment was the on hold music as I try to change my flight hahaha #also another reason to finish this soon!!#but i really hope you liked it!#pinkhairedlily

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airashisakura · 3 years ago

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Hello, @airashisakura! For some asks, numbers 7, 24, and 26. 💛

Hello @pinkhairedlily 🤗❤️

7. what is your favorite word?

Petrichor - a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather

24. what is your favorite scent?

Lavender 😌

26. what is your favorite film?

Before Trilogy ~ Before Sunrise, Before Sunset and Before Midnight.

This trilogy is so close to my heart :")

Thank you so much for the ask. I hope you're having a wonderful day/night! ❤️

#a&a #pinkhairedlily #hit me with more asks 👀

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nonawaaa · 3 years ago

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What is/are your favorite trope/s? 🌸

Hi I hope ur doing well, I'm in love with ur stories and snippets 🥺❤

I will never EVER get tired of reading angst, even if it hurts so bad I'll still welcome it with open arms.

Another addition is oh-so-sweet slow burn, i was not really into them in the past but now i go crazy over them.

Other tropes that got me screaming and punching my pillows are fluff, friends to lovers (im a basic b), arrange marriage and of course baby fics ksjdkskskks

#im in love with your culture ss prompt #this is me fangirling kakwkskmdmd #pinkhairedlily #asks #nonawaaa answers

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pinkhairedlily · 3 years ago

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omg my fic is here 🥺💛 thank you for including it!

Read Alone With You here (modern kakasaku au).

KakaSaku Fic Recommendations 🌸⚡:

(just because…)

(all are completed)

Time Travel Fics:

In case of Blue Scroll (multi-chaptered)

Looped (multi-chaptered)

Unbroken (multi-chaptered)

The Hokage’s Wife

if I could turn back time (multi-chaptered)

at second glance (multi-chaptered)

when I see you again (multi-chaptered)

the fletcher’s heart paradox (multi-chaptered)

BECOMINGS AND NEVER WERES by @mouseymightymarvellous

time travel by @bouncyirwin (same story is turned into an ongoing multichaptered fic- The Story Of Another Us)

past present by @bluefurcape

Personal Favorites:

To grow a garden (completed)

diet

the hardships of being a godfather

dream a little dream (multi-chaptered)

nice legs

j'accuse (multi-chaptered)

shotgun wedding (multi-chaptered)

nanda ka sabishii desu (multi-chaptered)

desperate measures (multi-chaptered)

hokage sama

the summoning

yellow moon

cuddler

point of grace

Three Years & Counting

puppies and babies

tardy to the party

hot cocoa

Divine Intervention

his fault (multi-chaptered)

daddy

what the future holds

storybook

what happens now (multi-chaptered)

traditions

sing (multi-chaptered)

kakashi’s confession

Christmas wish (multi-chaptered)

You only live twice

Kakashi’s one night stand (multi-chaptered)

hey baby, I think I wanna marry you

the confessional onsen

falling through holidays (multi-chaptered)

how about now

quintessential (multi-chaptered)

and also reindeer

Bedmates

morning of a househusband

puppy love

one night is all we need

kind of dating

kitten or leopard

say it again (multi-chaptered

Burrow

Enough

why not?

The Armchair

Banish

Bundle

tomatoed halloween

a good day today

nostalgia

14 gifts (multi-chaptered)

picture books

Flower Crowns and ANBU

Don’t Let Your Guard Down

There Will Be Time

shinobi of the sand (multi-chaptered)

A is for ANBU

A Pair of Red Gloves

nine lives

green-eyed monster

even a blind pig

bargain

rose tinted

ignore the innuendo

star of silver, heart of tin (multi-chaptered)

those three words

in his footsteps (multi-chaptered)

ichor runs through my veins, painting my very insides gold (god’s flesh does not come without a price)

what it means to love

perspective

Black Rivers

chidori no jutsu

pancakes

I Don’t Believe You

try something

take my past, take my sins (multi-chaptered)

the alpha male

matchmaker, matchmaker

the old biddy (multi-chaptered)

the fine machinery of spring (multi-chaptered)

peeping tom

the downward spiral

good boy

Out of Order

distractions (multi-chaptered)

the scarecrow and the cherry blossom (multi-chaptered)

the old razzle dazzle (multi-chaptered)

best christmas of my years

lace

Take My Past And Take My Sins

rushing silver water

firelight

kakashi’s boredom

a wonderful vacation (multi-chaptered)

disease

taut

someone that you’re with

the dance (multi-chaptered)

hiding behind masks

two pink lines (multi-chaptered)

improper suggestions

Christmas party

sweetness and surprises

cinnamon lips

Against You

life informs life

thunder and lightning (drabbles)

Coloring and Games

11 ways to change a mind

stargazing

the 12 days of Christmas

an announcement

sabotage

simple things (multi-chaptered)

A Game of Make Believe

My Bed is Your Bed

Swapped

Milk Teeth

Tender loving care

An Elegant Christmas

Quarantine and Chill

the other fight

Beautiful, Perfect Disaster

Two Proposals With One Answer

Kakashi Go ChompChomp

Dimension Travel : Invasion of Privacy

the other fight

Icha Icha! AU:

icha icha star

icha icha fanfiction

icha icha sakura

Madam Sakura

operation distraction

icha icha made me do it

Icha Icha Pirates

as luck would have it

The Home Computer

unorthodox birthday

a star is born

icha icha hokage-sama

little orange book

The Princess Tsunade

icha icha innuendo

Nocturnal Activities

Cat! AU:

The Cat’s curse (multi-chaptered)

kitty no jutsu

and you’re gonna hear me roar

furball

it started with a jutsu (multi-chaptered)

Same Age AU:

Mask Off, Santa Claus

try something

It’s Useless if Not With You

you are kind of weird…I like it

always you

I wish

Finding You

forgotten gift

just a girl

limerence

when we were young

under the weather

summer storm

questionable intelligence

homecoming

love you little, love you long

roads untravelled

Smells Good to Me

Code of Conduct

Little Things

Stay With Me

same age by @murd3rm1ttens

Autumn by @ryekiree

Modern AU:

a brief introspective of sunflowers

take a chance and roll the dice

you’ve got my time, you are my plans

you are now connected

borrowing

alone with you

drunken craigslist ads and fake dating

cut to commercial

the intimacy of being understood

the chemicals between us

On a Leash

neon city

dear diary

classroom-by-laws

what happens in suna (lasts forever)

i wish

Homecoming

unrequited

Serendipity

roll a charisma check

Lights Out

questionable intelligence

love you little, love you long

man’s best friend

the interview

Business as Usual

You Again

That Fine Line

Soulmates AU:

you know the tune, so words don’t matter

Knuckles

solemates

to keep a promise or two

make it holy

against fate

touch of fate

your most important person

the sweetest lies

total eclipse of the heart

listen closely

Dreams Are Made of This

i’m here

The Numbers of My Sins

in another life

expected

soulmark

Like Smoke in Your Arms

Amnesia AU:

mine

the empty heart

curtain call

to come back to you

Hanahaki disease:

love stinks

all she ever dreamt of

Drunk KakaSaku:

the rewards of lying

drunken kisses

empty shot glasses

until morning

kakashi and booze

innuendo

settle into spring

forearms

lie

slip of the tongue

failed memories

gamble

it started with a bet

Kakashi’s Answering Machine

Strangely Familiar

Simple Pleasures

Party Favours

daddy’s little girl

KakaSaku and Sasuke:

Better Man

a brief introspective of sunflowers (multi-chaptered)

picking up VIII

unworthy

discoveries in oil (multi-chaptered)

canonization

requests

downpour (multi-chaptered)

Kakashi Hatake: The Uchiha’s Rival in Love (multi-chaptered)

Henge Love (multi-chaptered)

skip a Beat

against the sky

another life (multi-chaptered)

Unbreak My Heart

Irrelevant

I Can’t Make You Love Me

Don’t Break Her Heart

Let The Truth Sting

Fight For Love (multi-chaptered)

Sasuke Returns

identity Crisis

Resolutions

an unfortunate encounter

Twelve years

A Late Hour

An Honest Talk

Memories

Jealousy

Sakura blossoms differently every spring (extremely underrated)

Tagpuan

Updating the list frequently. Last updated on 08.10.2021 📍

#kakasaku #fic!pseudolily #fic!pinkhairedlily #kakasaku modern au #thank you so much #here's to more kakasaku in the future!

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dadada0203 · 3 years ago

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The graduation chapter of Student Council President Sakura by @pinkhairedlily is up and it’s so good!! I love this story!!!

#sasusaku #ssfanfiction #ss fanfiction #sasusaku fanfiction

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pinkhairedlily · 4 months ago

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sasuke's hawk has flown, a roll of a parchment cornerpiece tied around its leg. the message is a single word, sparse, straight to the point: "done".

he tastes the seaspray on his lips. the yellow and orange hues flicker on the unending blue oblivion, a sunset. they eventually turn into tinges of reds and purples, until the moon breaks into million pieces on the surface of the tides.

has she seen the ocean like this?

and so he writes.

on the night he comes back, sakura asks a minute of his time. sasuke holds off a reply; she could take hours or days even. he finds that he wouldn't mind.

"do you take me for a fool?"

it catches him offguard. "what?"

"do you think it doesn't interest me—your missions?" she says. he stares at her, oblivious as always, and this must exasperate her more. "you intentionally keeping me out of the loop makes me feel like i never grew up in your eyes. they receive letters from you on the important things while i get—"

"they're important things," he replies, "to me."

It's her turn to stare at him, dumbfounded.

"the wildflowers at the mouth of the cave?" sakura asks.

"jugo said it's the only plant allowed to grow on it. they're poisonous, given the soil composition, but you might extract an antidote or something out of that."

she shakes her head. "the lightning festival?"

sasuke shrugs. "it's a force to reckon, seeing the villagers of mist bend the storm to their will."

"the ocean?"

"konoha is land-locked."

"cherry blossom trees growing," sakura continues, "sasuke, there's also spring here."

"they are two different springs."

sasuke looks away, finding it easier to lean into the truth. "you are a well-recognized medical ninja. you sit in councils that decide important matters. you already know what i sent them. i just wanted you to see the same things i see. that's all there is to it."

"why?"

sasuke has no answer to that. it's merely an impulse, a stupid impulse. of probably a yearning of sorts. of seeing beautiful places and no one to write them to. of visiting foreign lands and wondering—wishing—she was with him.

it is a heavy confession, to which sasuke is unable to let go in naked honesty.

sakura sighs. "you know, that's a convoluted way of saying something."

"how should i do it then?"

"you'd start with, 'sakura, would you like to go to the beach with me?' "

#sasusaku #haruno sakura #uchiha sasuke #sasuke #sakura #sasuke x sakura #sssnippetaday #snippet!pinkhairedlily #is konoha landlocked fr #idk creative license to be geographically wrong

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atomichavoc · 4 years ago

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@pinkhairedlily

While quality is ultimate in the hearts of the reader, I’d say that often times people who miss the message of a story often confuse it for being a bad story.

For the sake of my argument I’m going to be referring to John and Joker/aura manipulation as different characters, because fundamentally they are two different people.

Spoilers

John has several redeeming qualities but the difference being because of the recent events of the story he’s abandoned many of them. At the start of our story John has separated his personal identity from his ability. So when he says he is a cripple he lies to everyone including himself, because he associated his guilt and trauma with his ability. So John is a cripple in his own eyes, but he lives in a world in which power is the only thing that matters.

One thing about unordinary that I love the most is that characters personalities reflect there abilities. Take Johns ability “aura manipulation”, he does what other people do and does it better. The reason he does these things is because that’s all he has seen, nobody stopped hitting john so joker sees no reason to stop breaking them.

Now about Jokers mask, the real reason John wears the mask is because the thought of Sera seeing him as the person he’s trying so hard not to be is what frightens him the most. John has been abused by a system so he resents it to the point that after watching it go after his only friend he decides to tear it apart.

Joker embodies everything he has experienced and returns the same mistreatments he has experienced. John wanted to abandon aura manipulation and stay out of the hierarchy but not only was he beaten nearly every day but also had his life torn apart for the crime of wanting to be someone’s friend.

John at the start of the story saw people using there power as superheroes to help people and was angered by everyone’s dismissal and mockery, but as John was broken more and more he no longer saw only one worthy of saving, and as a result that one person was turned against him.Despite all johns strength he has failed time and time again, and now no longer sees a reason to try to help anyone.

John was broken but trying to be better, but after he failed again and again Joker was the only option that made any results. The royals didn’t do anything to help him, some even went out of there way to target him and the things he cared about. And only when joker fought back was he deemed a monster, and no longer saw any reason not to be one.

John is an flawed character, right now we are seeing him at his lowest and I’m curious if/how he is going to be redeemed.

#unordinary #webtoon #john unordinary #unordinary john

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sakura3hanami · 7 years ago

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