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keithisbae1 · 9 months ago
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Noted With Thanks
He doesn't get her.
The way she was giggling at his lame pick up lines. He had better. The fact she accepted his rose, didn't he give her one like that yesterday only for her to throw it in the trash?
And how she was giggling acting all flustered and blushing. She wasn't really taking an interest in him, was she?
"What makes him so special?" Itachi and Shisui stopped mid conversation following his gaze. Ah so that was what was making the youngest Uchiha pissed. 
The new doctor taking his teammate out. Apparently he was quite the flirt like Sasuke, no wonder he seemed so annoyed.
Well it may be a date, it may not be.
It wasn't any of their business.
"Maybe he flirts better than you?" Shisui shrugged with a smug smile enjoying his torment. "And who knows, he might actually be interested in her."
This caused Sasuke to glare at the man, they knew how serious he was about her.
So it was okay for this guy to flirt around and he can get a date. But if he does it, he gets a punch to the face? How unfair was that?
"You should ask him how he does it, then who knows you might actually get somewhere with Sakura." Itachi scolded Shisui because knowing his brother, he might actually do that.
And sure enough he did, as Shisui found a little note thanking him for the idea.
This wasn't the first time Shisui gave a dumb idea to Sasuke (without meaning to) nor would it be the last.
And as for the plan succeeding... let's not go there.
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pinkhairedlily · 6 months ago
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“I hope you forgive me for intruding.” Sakura’s former mentor sits at her desk. Tsunade still looks like she never ages, but Sakura notes the fine lines that sprinkle her temple. There are things that Tsunade has allowed to be—like time.
“You’re never a stranger.” Sakura approaches her for a hug. “Sorry about the mess, I finished at midnight.” Open scrolls on medicinal innovations litter her usual squeaky clean desk. 
Tsunade rolls her eyes and smirks, “Honey, have you seen mine?"
“Well, compared to Kakashi and Naruto, you did fine.”
Tsunade’s sight lingers on the edge of the files. Sakura traces her eyeline and sees what caught her attention. She fakes a laugh and tries to sweep the letter under another larger scroll.
“He’s writing?”
“To them.” Sakura notes the disbelief in Tsunade’s inquiry that bubbles under the surface. “Not to me.” She just basically told Tsunade that she steals these letters from her other teammates. Not that they would notice anyway, and sometimes Kakashi leaves them on her table.
Her mentor shrugs and throws an arm over her shoulder. They watch the cherry blossom tree outside of the office, long beyond its flowering season, but still a sight to behold. “Makes sense, considering how he writes.”
“It’s sparse, but he has always been economical that way.”
Tsunade stifles a laugh. “Didn’t I teach you about forensic handwriting?”
Sakura shakes her head, unsure of the conversation’s direction.
“Sasuke writes fast. His letters overlap, almost unintelligible, but whenever your name is mentioned, each stroke becomes heavier, bigger, leaves a more lasting imprint on the scroll. He’s also experiencing some intense feelings. It’s intentional, the way he writes about you.”
“What do you make out of it?”
“Like you give him peace.”
Sakura could only laugh. “I don’t….receive letters yet.”
“You’ll know when it comes.”
When her first letter lands on her windowsill a month later, Sakura notes the difference in handwriting. She asks him about it when he comes home and he asks her to go with him on a hike. On top of a hill overlooking the village, a picnic spread under them, a bracelet of forget-me-nots in progress in his hand. 
“Do you use different pens?” she jests.
“For one thing, you’re more critical with things like handwriting than the two. You often complained of Iruka's style, didn't you?” Sasuke replies. He uses his mouth to close the string of flowers, and gives them to her. “I just also like writing your name.”
She wears the bracelet nonetheless but feels as if it’s her heart dangling on her sleeve with the way his answer left her unsatisfied.
“But not as much as I love saying it,” Sasuke adds, staring at her now and the way the afternoon sun paints her skin. “Sakura.”
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bleachbleachbleach · 11 months ago
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Fic: 4 a.m. bloom
[Read on AO3]
Characters: Hinamori (POV), Hitsugaya Timeline: 4 months into Hinamori's vice-captaincy Word Count: ~6700 Tags: Pre-series, Rukongai, Junrinan lore, Shinigami/zanpakutou bond, I will continue to reify condor!Tobiume at every opportunity, Eldercare, For the sake of soul society, Gotei melancholia Notes: Written for @pinkhairedlily for the 2023 @hitsuhina-week Gift Exchange, combining the prompts “hinamori embracing leadership roles in her division” and “momo character study with a sprinkle of toshiro”! <3 (Though there are probably at least 4 tablespoons of Hitsugaya in this, rather than a spinkle.) I hope you enjoy it!
Summary: Another homecoming. Hinamori recognizes that lieutenancy is more a beginning than an achievement, but some missions make that clearer than others. Tobiume is blooming, Hinamori has work to do in Junrinan, and Hitsugaya has some difficult questions for her.
Hitsugaya is a difficult question.
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“I miss this,” she says, even though she hadn’t meant to. Then she has to ask, “Do you?”
“I don’t live here anymore, either,” Hitsugaya says.
Hinamori does not know whether that means of course or stop.
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canariie · 2 years ago
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in law out(ing)
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?”
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.”
---
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.
“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 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.
---
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.
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!
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rays-of-fire-and-ice · 1 year ago
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For the fanfic asks: 6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time? and 18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?
Fanfic asks
Must admit, I was excited to see you sent in an ask! XD But in answer to your questions:
6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?
There's quite a few so buckle up:
it was all a dream, i just called to say, and in law out(ing) by @canariie: her writing is beautiful, her plots are offer many sweet and homely moments, and they all feature my OTP. The first was a request form me and I love the direction to she took it, giving Toshiro and Momo a soft moment where they're both scared but then turning it into a moment Toshiro can express how he truly feels. The second is beautiful from start to finish, giving us an interaction between two like-minded individuals who have been through a lot and would probably benefit from meeting each other in canon; also the last third is just so good for a Hitsuhina fan! The last is just great fun, and I love seeing Shinji and Toshiro interact like this (it also gave us #letshinjifish2k23, what's not to love?!) If for some reason you haven't read these fics (or any of her fics for that matter) and you're a hitsuhina fan, read them after this post!
Bleach Returns day 3: A Time to Celebrate by @recurring-polynya: yeah that's right, I go back and read this fic of yours! It's one of the most humorous fics I've read, and it never fails to make me smile. I love all the characters' banter with each other, it feels organic and it's awesome to see some character interact with each other (seriously, I never thought I'd want to see Chad interact with Rangiku and Toshiro, but here we are). I've been meaning to read your submission for this year's BLEACH Anime Celebration too, but I'm sure I'll love it!
a cacophny in stillness by @visionen-im-spiegel: I mentioned it in my last ask response, but there's just something about this fic. I love to come back and reread it as a whole, but there's just certain sections I read it for. I love in the last chapter where Momo finds Toshiro, and there's that shock of seeing him at first, but more than that, there's relief that the war is all finally over, and they have each other in that moment of realisation.
the warmest place in the world by @pinkhairedlily: this is such a fluffy read! I love snippet of the hitsuhina married life here, it feels authentic and organic. I always laugh at the drunk Toshiro scene, the poor guy forgets he finally married Momo! XD
D O N K I and Away, Away by @bleachbleachbleach: I've said many thinks about their writing, and I cannot praise them enough. These two fics in particular hit me though. Again, a little biased here, but the first was written as a request from me, but like with canariie, it got taken in a direction I didn't see coming but absolutely loved. Toshiro and Orihime interactions are always a 10/10 for me, they're a soft friendship that needs to explored more. And this fic even got me to care about the weird unspoken side characters in Orihime's neighbourhood! Away, Away holds a special place for me, as it was the first fic I read from bleachbleachbleach, I come back to it because I still marvel at the world building, the atmosphere throughout, and the character interactions being so on point.
18. What's one of your favorite lines you've written in a fic?
There's more than one line here, but I feels it needs context for me to explain why it's one of my faves. This one is from On the Shoreline:
“I-I didn’t understand why you were becoming so distant, I thought getting away from the Soul Society would help, but now I think I know. Are you…?” She’s conflicted, her lips opening to continuing her question, only to close seconds later and becoming a taut, pressed line. He’d wanted to tell her what was on his mind, but not like this. To his own ear, he’s ended up both paranoid and like a child complaining about something not going his way. He's upset her. Toshiro sighs, suddenly more tired than before. “What is it?” She still hesitates, her focus on the waves circling his ankles. Eventually, she raises her head and steps closer. “Are you scared?” It hits him in the chest like a stone thrown into glass. For a second, his blood runs tight and cold in his limbs. His heart skips a beat, then clenches. He can feel hairline fractures running through him, threatening to break apart.
I still can't forget how long I sat there trying to come up with a line to emphasis the impact this question has on Toshiro. This was the moment in the story where he finally breaks down more or less, and finally tells Momo what's been going on for him. He's been keeping his walls up, but they aren't strong ones; he's at a point where they're being worn down and he's barely making it through this trip, and Momo's concern, her insight into who he is and how he's feeling, finally breaks them down completely.
It might be a corny or cliched line, but love how it turned out in the grant scheme of the story. Her question hit him hard, and finally got him to open up to her when he's been the exact opposite for most of the fic.
Thanks so much for sending these in! :D
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sasusakuzines · 2 years ago
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@pinkhairedlily 's piece brings the Uchihas to a Haruno reunion. Not all families mean home, but Sasuke redefines this for Sakura.
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motheryoon · 2 years ago
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aaahhh!!! okay i’m also very honoured to be tagged but unfortunately i know even less people🥹tagging @pinkhairedlily @psalloacappella @sparklyfaerie 🤍🤍
But it’s okay, Sasuke finds, even if he doesn’t say the words. They know how to read his eyes, his gestures, his silences. They have opened him, learnt him, memorised him like he was their favourite childhood storybook.
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Rules: Post the last line you wrote in your current WIP and tag as many people as there are words.
Tagged by: @corneliaavenue-ao3
and did somebody say fun dream sequence in a 2K fic that's slowly growing!
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tagging: @sunshine-states, @lafgl, @thenicestthingiveseen, @alphacrone (don't give me that look – you've been on a murderous roll!), @addawithbalmiki, @secretkeeper13, @narukoibito, @yellowocaballero...yeah, i'm going to stop there. but feel free to cheer yourself on, if you want!
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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! ❤️
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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
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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!!!
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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 
more 
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 📍
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pinkhairedlily · 3 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?' "
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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.
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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.
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rays-of-fire-and-ice · 1 year ago
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I'm Back
Hello everyone,
As the title says, I'm back from my mini hiatus. While I'm really happy to see some familiar faces on my dashboard (missed you all! <3), I cannot say I have come back as refreshed as I'd hoped. It was one thing after another irl - sickness (which I've recovered from), keeping up to date with current world events, and work stuff.
However, as I promised to host the Hitsuhina Gift Exhange, I won't prolong my break and will make sure the event happens (thank you to @canariie, @pinkhairedlily, @whipplefilter, and @hesitationss for signing up, I'll be sending each of you messages soon).
I'll slowly make my way through my notifications and the dashboard, and I have a fic that I'll be posting tomorrow if all goes to plan so keep an eye out :D I may not be on here as often throughout December, but I'm still around and glad to be back!
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sakura3hanami · 6 years ago
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Cherry tree season
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loobs-ki · 3 years ago
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thanks for the tag @kishillaa <33
The sarcastic fuckboy who secretely has a heart of gold
Upon first meeting you might seem insufferable, but it's only because you don't have time for what others might think of you. You're independent, confident, and you know what you want. That intimidates people, and you know it. But deep down you know it's all a show. You desire to be loved as much as any other person, but you don't want to get hurt and thus it's difficult for you to appear vulnerable to others. You'll try to mask your feelings with humor and aggressiveness when you feel someone might be getting too close to home. But those who have the patience to endure your cold exterior will be rewarded with the most caring and loyal person in their lives. You're the ride or die kind of type, and once you fall in love, you do it deeply and unconditionally.
uhhh this is not me i-
(well not all of it-)
tagging: @pinkhairedlily, @prosakurahousehold
ok, here’s my uquiz: which type of love interest would you be in a dating simulator? :)
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