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matchaxberries · 10 months

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Gaara Relationship Headcanons

Gaara Sabaku (Naruto) x Gn!reader

Drabbles/Headcanons, Not requested, SFW

Summary: Gaara of the sand is perfect, no debates. Cute relationship Headcanons, fluffy.

Warnings: Talk about insecurities and nightmares, pet names, I don’t think there is anything else.

(A/N) Gaara is one of my favorite characters of this series. He deserves so much, and is soft. I do not care who thinks he’s terrible, he is perfect. If it’s requested at all I might make a smut version of this, or if I just feel like doing that. I also for the most part always will put the read more under the gif for my posts. I think it looks clean. :3 If anyone thinks I should change it, do suggest something else.

Gaara is insecure of himself, that’s obvious in the show. He likes physical touch, and words of affirmation.

In public, he isn’t too big on touch though. Being the Kazekage, he wants your relationship a bit more closed. He wouldn’t want anything bad happening to his lover because of his status.

He will melt into grains of sand if you play with his hair while sitting behind him. If you’re taller, he wouldn’t mind sitting right in your lap, or in between your legs. If you’re shorter, he would sit in the floor in front of you, while you’re in a chair just so you run your hands through his red locks.

He would be very flustered by any nicknames, he likes kind words, but pet names turn him the color of his own hair. Bright red. He isn’t going to tell you to stop though, no. He’s going to enjoy it, and pretend he doesn’t like it, and he will turn away from you so you can’t see his expression.

Back on him being insecure, he gets jealous or possessive over you fast. He sees you talking to someone who makes you laugh a bit more than usual? He is by your side in a moment, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “What is so funny, (y/n)?” He will question, right in front of the person.

They will be scared, he is Kazekage. “Sorry, lord Kazekage-“ they’ll quickly let out, turning heel and getting away from you.

You’ll pout at Gaara, saying they weren’t saying anything with bad intentions. But he doesn’t say anything back, only drags you back to his office so you can tell him how much you love him, and how he’s the only one for you.

While you are laying and about to rest, randomly tell him how you love something about him. He doesn’t mind if he’s heard it before, it helps him fall asleep.

Gaara has nightmares frequently, he doesn’t want to wake you at all, but sometimes he jerks awake and you get jerked with him since you sleep right on him.

“I’m sorry my dear, I didn’t mean to wake you.” He will say, while out of breath. “Don’t worry Gaara, are you okay?” He will only nod, and hold you closer. He doesn’t like to talk about his nightmares, they’re often about things that would happen in his past. He’s afraid you’ll leave him if you find out that he’s a ‘monster’ in his own words.

Gaara doesn’t have too many facial expressions, at first it worried you, thinking you were boring him. But he assured you he just doesn’t react well, but he loves you very much, and finds you very entertaining.

Gaara likes to carry you around on his sand. He thinks it is fun, and you get to enjoy yourself watching over everything. He will have you float just a bit behind him, up a bit higher, but never out of his reach or sight.

His preferred pet name from you is love, sweetheart, and pretty boy. They all fluster him a lot, but those are his favorites to hear. He likes to call you dear, my dear, and on occasion darling. He keeps them to a minimum, and keeps them kind of professional. He will fluster himself by calling you something pretty out there.

Word Count: 571

Character count: 2,974

(A/N 2) The word and character counts on these might not be 100% accurate. I paste everything into a random thing on Google, so it might be a bit wrong. I might make a part two for this, but for now this is all, it wasn’t too much but I just wanted to write something more.

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sur-i-ki · 4 months

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ＳｅｃｒｅｔＬａｄｙ

⇝ 𝘎𝘢𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘹 𝘍!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Temari was nervous. She’s been in the kitchen with her brothers, preparing to meet Gaara’s girlfriend. Lord, his girlfriend. Her youngest brother, her Kazakage, has had someone for years. Years, and he brings her home now. Which he might be late to pick up if he doesn’t leave.

“Gaara, get out of my kitchen right now!”

Kankuro flinches but continues to bring the dishes out onto the table. Gaara looks at her with confused eyes, before looking at a clock. Sand rushes around him, grabbing the bouquet on the counter before he leaves in a flurry. As she sets the table for four, Temari can’t help but think of when she learned about his girlfriend. All because they had been a little bold. She closed her eyes for a second, thinking about seeing the hickeys on her brother’s neck, another bundle of flowers in his hands yesterday.

“Gaara.”

A bit of prying later, she’s sitting on the couch, her head in her hands.

“How long have you been dating her again?”

“…About two years.”

“Two years?”

“Yes.”

She looks up at him, and his face shows a bit of his fear. Good, because she feels slightly homicidal, but the shock overpowers that feeling for now.

“And never once, not once, did you think you should bring her to meet your family?”

Gaara looks to Kankuro, but his older brother takes one glance in Temari’s direction before he raises his hands in a surrendering gesture.

“I’ll bring her tomorrow.”

So, here Temari was. Ready to see if this person was a good fit for her brother. A knock on the door, and she moves with Kankuro to open it.The first thought she has is you’re pretty. The second is that her brother looks at her as if she’s the best thing in the world.

Well then.

Temari hugs you and accepts the gift you offer before ushering everyone to the table. Gaara and you sit towards her and Kankuro. She can’t miss the way you look at Gaara either. Pure love and happiness. The conversation starts, bringing up how you guys met, how you had to ask Gaara out because he just wouldn’t, and so much more.

She noticed that Gaara smiled more this evening than he had this entire month.

As the night progresses, Temari grows more satisfied. You’re polite, and make up for all of Gaara’s flaws while he makes up for your’s. You complement each other perfectly. One glance in Kankuro’s direction, and he agrees.

Soon, it’s time for you to leave. You hug Temari and shake Kankuro’s hand, and then Gaara whisks you away.

“I like her.”

Kankuro says as they move the dishes out of the way.

“I agree. They’re good for each other.”

And when Gaara walks through the door again, slight blush adorning his face and head up in the clouds, Temari can’t help but smile even as she smacks his head.

“Idiotic imbecile.”

But she ruffles his hair as Kankuro wraps a arm around Gaara.

“At least, she makes you happy, right?” She asks as she lightly touches his tattoo.

Gaara tangle his fingers with hers and presses them against the tattoo.

“Yes.”

“Good.” then she smirks in his direction with Kanuro as they move their youngest to the couch, “Now let us give you some tips.”

The mortification on his face was worth it.

⇝ 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥! 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

#naruto #suriki writes #gaara #gaara sabakuno #gaara x reader #female reader #naruto shippuden #kankuro #sand siblings #temari #gaara one shot #one-shot #one shot #i love him your honor #request answering #request #suriki

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obitos-whore · 3 months

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Can you do more Gaara relationship HC's- except this time with the reader as his adoptive mother? Please? 🥺 @aurorafandomblog

A/N: I read your second ask and I greatly appreciate the clarification. You really had me spooked for a sec lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

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• You were walking through the streets of Sunagakure when a soft crying caught your attention

• Concerned, you looked for the source of it and that's when you saw a little boy sitting all by himself crying his little heart out

• "Hey, what's wrong little one?"

• When Gaara hears your voice, he looks up. His eyes all red and puffy from the tears he had shed

• "Everyone hates me and calls me a monster and I don't know why. I just want someone to like me."

• Your heart shatters into a million pieces upon hearing and seeing how desperate that little boy is. The pain and loneliness in his eyes palpable

• You try to console the little boy and ask for his name, which he tells you between soul-crushing sobs

• That's when the realisation hits you. But instead of backing away and calling him names like the other villagers, you decide to sit with him and offer him comfort. Something no one, aside from Yashamaru, had ever done for him

• Gaara, desperate for someone to be there for him, immediately accepts and after a while, calms down enough to hold a proper conversation in which he practically blurts out everything that is on his heart and mind, causing you to feel even more sympathy for that poor child

• After learning about his mother's death and how his own family, especially his own father, treats him, you decide then and there to take that poor boy under your wing and be the mother he never had but definitely deserves

• Gaara is a little reluctant at first. After all, you could be playing a cruel prank on him and rub more salt into his already stinging wounds. But after you assured him that you are a 100% sincere, he accepts and even asks you for a hug, which, of course, will be given to him

• Under your care, Gaara will finally get to see what it feels like to receive a mother's love and he will make sure that you always know how grateful he is for that

• The first thing he does in the morning after waking up is give you a hug. Sometimes he'll cling to you while you are making breakfast

• Gaara will give you flowers he finds when he's outside as a gift. When you put them in a vase, he will bring you more until you have a whole bouquet of wild flowers

• Whenever he struggles with his insomnia, or when Shukaku is tormenting him again, he comes to your room crying and completely devastated, seeking comfort within the warmth of your arms

• You would often stay up the whole night just to keep him company and make sure he's distracted so that Shukaku's tormenting can't get to him

• Of course you taking care of Gaara doesn't go unnoticed by the villagers. They would often call you names as well, because how dare you take care of a literal child that is hated by everyone for something he had no control over and, most importantly, never even asked for

• And while Gaara feels guilty for being the reason people shun you as well, you know how to put them in their place and fiercely defend that little boy. Even physically if necessary

• On his birthdays, you always make sure to make him feel extra cherished and get him wonderful toys. Something that took him completely by suprise the very first time you did that. Because it was the first time he wasn't bombarded with scornful glances

• He's pretty much a mama's boy and tends to get anxious when he's separated from you for too long, asking himself all sorts of questions and overthinking things in a quite drastic way

• Thanks to your love and care, Gaara manages to handle Shukaku's torments and his abilities a lot better, resulting in a much more mentally stable personality

• You're not only his mother, but also his best friend. He trusts you completely and knows he can come to you at all times when something is troubling him

• As Gaara got older, he of course became more independent. However, he still finds comfort in your presence and makes sure to give you a hug and tells you how much he loves you and how grateful he is for everything you've done for him

#Gaara #sabaku no gaara #gaara sabakuno #gaara headcanons #gaara x reader platonic #gaara x you platonic #platonic headcanons #naruto #naruto shippuuden #gaara of the sand #gaara of the desert #naruto headcanons #naruto imagines #gaara imagines #my writing

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tarrielrae · 1 year

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⏳ garden grove // gaara phone wallpapers ⏳

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breeofbree · 11 months

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The Beast Within

Gaara x f!reader

Summary: with the inability to control the sand demon Shukaku, it’s up to Y/N to bring Gaara and the demon back to peace

Warnings: injury, self harm, angst, swearing, topics may be sensitive

With the pressure of my lids bearing down against my eyes in an attempt to shut out the scene in front of me, hoping, praying that it was a horrible dream… the guttural screams of Gaara still pierce my ears and drop to a sickly feeling in my stomach. My hands clench over my ears as the screams die off to a dull ringing noise. I find myself shouting, but I can’t even hear myself anymore, forcing my eyes to witness Gaara worn out and barely conscious as Shukaku begins to take his final form. I’ve never seen the horrid beast first hand, I’ve never wanted to either to be honest. An ambush against the sand that had resulted in a particularly strong rogue summoning the sand demon had blind sided us all. Just as Shukakus tail slams down ahead a strong set of arms wrap around me and pulls me back under the shelter of a building. When I turn I see Temari shouting at me, but I only hear snips of her words over the ringing,” Go…. Run… Shelter… Gaara… Help…Possum…”

I shake my head violently, shaking away the ringing as the rumbling ground takes over the sound in my ear, watching as Temari turns back to me,” Y/N, I said you need to go and find shelter. We need to find a way to get Gaara help before he goes Possum.”

She blocks my view of the scene in front of me as Kankuro swings down from the balcony above us and jabs a finger upwards towards the chaos,” not gonna to happen. We’re too late. We have to find a way to wake him up… quickly.”

Shukaku’s horrendous cackle sends a shiver down my spine as we watch him trample almost dead center through the village.

“We have to reroute civilians, this is going to get very messy if we don’t get them to safety.” Temari huffs out, quickly grunting in frustration,” Kankuro, take the left side, I’ll get the right. Y/N, find Baki… anyone that can help. Send word to the leaf if we have to.”

“Temari, we don’t have time to request help from a village that’s days away. We need to focus on waking Gaara up.” Kankuro lashes out, starting towards Shukaku.

“Civilians first, Kankuro.” Temari seems almost hurt putting the village before her own brother. It was understandable, the last thing any of us want is to lose Gaara.

“I’ll work on waking him up.” I pipe up, dusting the sand from my vest and standing wobbly from hearing loss vertigo. Temari stutters in her steps, shaking her head in worry… maybe even disbelief,” Y/N, it’s too dangerous. You can get hurt or even killed. Going up there is a death wish.”

“Then I guess it’s a good thing we’re willing to sacrifice our lives for someone we love.” I muster out, internally panicking at the risk and my legs quickly becoming like rubber at the thought. But it was a risk worth taking if it was for Gaara. To him, I may just be an advisor or a paper pusher, or a Jonin of the sand village that was his neighbor. But Gaara… he was everything. The man who has rebuilt the village in morale and trust. The awkward neighbor who would drop off a cactus that reminded him of me, or even bring extra food Temari made for the night when I’d come back from missions. Even the person who just happened to be outside late at night when going for a stroll to clear my head. He saved me from my own demons. He owed me nothing, yet I feel like I owe him my life.

I take off towards Shukakus tail, seeing it was the best vantage point to get to his head where Gaara lay comatose. My vest is ripped backwards from Kankuro behind me,” are you sure you’re prepared to physically hurt Gaara to save him, or do I have to do it myself?”

“I can do this, Kankuro. Now get off me!” I shout out, tearing his hand from my vest and continuing on. I make it to the base of Shukakus tail, focusing chakra to my feet to climb the erratically moving tail, whipping back and forth in to lower buildings and leaving a path of rubble. A shock of pain spreads through my back as I’m slammed against a porch while gripping tightly at the sand like texture of Shukakus armor.

“What is crawling on me? Do I have pests?!” Shukaku bellows out, slamming his tail down in quick strides and almost knocking me off. I can’t help but shriek as his tail crashes down one last time, sending debris crashing down on top of me. I can only cough air in to my lungs and continue on as the beast becomes severely agitated, leaving no room for thinking as he falls forward in to more houses. When he stands, it seems he’s distracted elsewhere to notice me,” who would’ve thought puppets would be such an inconvenience! I finally have time to shine and you try to take me down with a puppet? You’re ridiculous!” Shukaku lets off a horrifying shriek of pain as I see the glimmer of blue threads weaving crow back and forth as a distraction to lure him away from the village. I can only manage to hold on to the demons lower back as he waddles in to the arid desert sand. I watch as he slams crow to the ground and find Kankuro shaking his head. He mouths a few words to me, but it’s a horrible day to not be able to read lips. I find my foot throbbing and dare to look down at the blossoming purple streaks that peek out from above my sandal. But I still push forward, finally making it to the back of Shukaku’s head.

“You’re a persistant little thing aren’t you? Nobody is home up there, it’s just me twerp.” Shukaku laughs out, tilting his head back.

My good foot slips, sending me sliding backwards a few feet before I can find my grip. My legs dangle above the rough sand below as my one hand holds against whatever it can grab. Wincing out, I thrust my other hand to reach for the serenity of some solid mass beneath it. The first try I slip off, yelping as both hands almost lose traction. The second try is a complete miss, but I finally manage to strike gold on the third. My abdomen burns as I pull my full body weight upwards, finally getting a view of Gaara, dangling loosely almost dead center of Shukakus face. I swing my bad leg over and manage to find my feet steady to walk over to Gaara.

“Gaara, anything I’m about to do to get you to wake up, I’m apologizing for now. This is going to hurt me more than it’s going to hurt you… maybe.” I ramble out nervously, watching as Shukaku’s eye focuses on me.

“You’re little for how annoying you are. He’s asleep. Leave him be so I can have my fun already!” Shukaku whines out, similar to the toddlers that play in front of my balcony every evening.

“Listen buddy, you’re making my job a lot harder than it needs to be. You’ve had your fun destroying half our village.” I yell out to his eye, not quite sure where to even look.

“A feisty one. What’s your name pest?” He grumbles out, shaking beneath me as he tries to prevent another fit of laughter.

“Y-Y/N.” I stutter out, confused. His laughter can no longer be contained as he whips his head backwards again, sending me crashing towards Gaara,” Y/N is it? I’m going to have fun killing ya!”

I cling tightly to Gaara’s morbidly lifeless form tilting my head up to confess upon unhearing ears,” Gaara, I’m sorry. I’m not sure what I got myself in to… but I’m going to wake you up if it’s the last thing I do.”

“He can’t hear you! You’re so pathetic it’s almost cute!” Shukaku yells out, twisting his head around to try and shake me loose. He stabilizes quickly as a rush of wind flashes against us. I turn to the direction it came from, seeing Temari’s fan fully open. Wind slices against us harshly, creating small tears in my clothes and even knicks on my face. In the moment of steadiness, I steel down, gripping Gaara’s shoulders to hold him steady. I can only freeze in the moment, seeing the tired rings around his eyes as his hair dangles loosely over them. It was almost serene that in a moment of chaos, he seemed to finally be at peace. I hesitate, quickly deciding to try and slap him awake. Shukaku only laughs at my attempt,” a measly slap won’t do a thing. I like the dedication though little pest!”

He shakes again, trying to reach an arm towards me that’s quickly deflected by another slice of painful wind. I reel back, gripping against Gaara’s sleeve as I send a fist flying to his forehead. I can only wince as bone meets harder bone, a trickle of blood coming from each of us. He only juts forward from the impact, causing my frustration,” come on! Come on, wake up damnit!”

I send fist after fist to different areas, his shoulder, the side of his face and even a cheap shot to his stomach. Nothing had worked. The uneasiness at the thought of using any jutsu works its way to the front of my mind. It had to be last ditch with the risk of burning Gaara, but I was running out of time. I manage to link my arm around Gaara’s to keep hold as Shukaku begins to rumble once again, conjuring balls of flames around us. Quickly unfurling from his arm, I tumble down and roll towards Shukaku’s eye, smacking the back of my head hard against the lower surface of his face as the balls of fire make impact against Gaara and Shukaku’s other eye.

“Now you’ve gone and done it! You’ve pissed me off!- w-what’s happening?” Shukaku bellows, tumbling back and reaching to cover his eye. Swiping my hand against the back of my head, it comes back bloody and my vision hazes. But I’m snapped back to wavering consciousness as a moan sounds faintly from Gaara.

“Gaara, Gaara wake up! Please!” I whimper out, crawling towards him, keeping one hand steady to weakly attempt at healing the back of my head and avoiding any pressure on my fully purple ankle.

“Y/N? … is that you?” Gaara coughs out, eyes still clamped shut and body flailing.

“Y-yeah. It’s me, I’m not going anywhere until you open your eyes, okay?” I yelp out as Shukaku’s hand manages to clip at my feet.

“Y/N, where are you? Are you hurt?” He breathes out, eyes beginning to flutter open and wander around.

“I-I’m fine. Just look forward and try to find Temari. Don’t focus on me, damnit!” I shriek in pain as Shukaku shakes once again, angered at seeing Gaara regain consciousness. I meet Gaara’s frightened gaze upon seeing me, my breath hitches at the pain constricting his face,” Y/N-“ he tries grasping at my now outstretched arm, disoriented by another assault of wind from Temari. Shukaku bows forward as she finishes the previous injury to his eye. My own eyes grow in horror, stretching out to try and grasp Gaara’s outstretched hand as my body slides forwards. Our fingers brush before I feel any solid ground beneath me disappear.

“Y/N!” Gaara shouts, becoming fully aware at this point as I look up, plummeting the long distance to the ground quickly. As I close my eyes in acceptance, a strong force tackles in to me from the side, laying me down gently as Kankuro’s voice wavers in and out,” I guess you really were prepared, huh?”

That’s the last I remember before waking with a dry throat and aching body. My eyes slowly adjust to the pulsing white lights signaling I was in the hospital.

“Take it easy killer. We don’t need you almost killing yourself again.” Kankuro huffs out from the doorway. I look over to see him posted against the frame, watching inside and out of the room like it was his duty to guard me instead of visiting.

“Kankuro! Gaara, we need to get ba-“ I begin, abruptly cut off by Kankuro’s sigh of annoyance,” you knocked yourself silly for a few days after trying to play hero. It’s over. He’s alive.”

“Alive doesn’t mean he isn’t hurt. Why are you being so bitter?” I spit out, staring back to the ceiling.

“Bitter? We could’ve lost both of you. You should’ve let me do it. Now look at you, it’s pathetic.” Kankuro growls back. I chuckle slightly, feeling the pain wrack against my ribs,” you’re mad because you couldn’t be the hero? I’m sorry but the village would miss me a lot less than they would miss you.”

Kankuro exhales heavily, sitting next to the bed to whisper harshly,“It’s not the village I care about missing you. The village is important, don’t get me wrong. But the thing that separates you and me… even Temari. My family comes before this village. It could burn to the ground for all I care if it means my family, and the ones they love… Live. It’s not about being a hero. It never was.”

“Good news, Gaara is alive. And so are you and Temari. You look to be in perfect health, so stop being so damn angry over something we can’t change. I’m just an advisor, Kankuro. If anything I mean more to the Kazekage than Gaara as a person.” I whisper back to him, wondering at this point why we were even whispering in a room that contained only us. I continue on after turning away,” sometimes love is a one sided story, Kankuro. You wouldn’t know that. If I can’t love them personally, I can at least sacrifice myself for the ones I love. I’d rather die heroically, than be known as someone who was head over heels about someone they meant nothing to. Now get out of here. I’m sick of your attitude.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry. I-“ Kankuro begins. A tear trickles down my cheek to my pillow and I stifle the silent sob,” Please leave Kankuro.”

“Am I… interrupting anything?” Gaara pipes up sheepishly after brushing clumsily against the open door.

“I was just leaving. She fell back asleep.” Kankuro huffs out. I can hear him stand and a clamp against clothing, I’m guessing patting Gaara on his way out. Thin plastic ruffles against the bedside table as Gaara sighs and sits down on the edge of the bed,” it’s not a cactus, but flowers. I heard you like camellias. That’s what Temari told me anyway. A million of the finest flowers couldn’t express my gratitude for you Y/N. I once thought it was pointless to talk to others while sleeping, but I find this comforting. I left a note in the flowers for you… so you know they were from me. Temari left you flowers too.”

I listen, frozen as Gaara spills out jumbled words. He sounded nervous even. But I didn’t dare move. After Kankuro, I wasn’t in the mood to face anyone with a tear stricken face. But Gaara continues on,” Kankuro can be abrasive, i hope he didn’t force you back to sleep with his harsh words. I seen him cry for the first time since we were children the night of the incident. He was worried for me… worried I was about to lose someone outside of our family that I loved without being able to confess. I feel like I just did, in a way… but you aren’t awake thankfully. Otherwise this would be really awkward.”

He finally trails off, and I can feel his weight shift. I quickly close my eyes as he leans down towards my face before he backs away bashfully,” that would be rude. I could never take advantage of my desires while you lay unconscious. I would want us both to remember the feeling of something as simple as a forehead kiss.”

He sits straight again, deciding to raise my IV riddled hand to kiss that instead,” thank you, Y/N. Truly.”

I Hope he doesn’t look back to my face as it quickly heats from my neck up at the intimate touch. My eyes decide to flicker against the adrenaline of my racing heart regardless, fluttering open to gaze upon his paler than normal face like a deer caught in light in the dead of night. He drops my hand anxiously and stands quickly, brushing his disheveled jacket back to tidiness and coughing,” Y/N- I-“

“Gaara… I would like nothing more to experience something as simple as a forehead kiss with you.” I giggle out weakly. He shuffles forward awkwardly, bending down tightly and internally fighting with himself before finally placing a ghostly soft kiss against the middle of my forehead. My hand catches his jaw before he can move away, causing him to freeze yet again as I sit up,” I nearly died saving you… I think I might deserve a real kiss for that at the least.”

I meant it as a joke, but he slowly leans in, brushing a gentle hand through my hair as my hand travels smoothly against his jawline, settling below his ear to cradle his head. We take it slow, looking in to his wandering orbs and down to his rose tinted cheeks. Finally landing on his slightly puckered lips that wait nervously. I bite my lip and nod as encouragement for us both. His kiss is soft, barely touching until I lean further in. His other hand finds its way around my waist to steady himself. I’m sure he hasn’t taken a breath and force myself to pull away. Gaara stares blankly at me, eyes wide open and cheeks becoming an even more furious shade of red. I see his chest rise and fall before he swoops back in, coming back for an even deeper kiss.

“Y/N, i brought you some flowers, I’m sorry I was rud- I’m gonna go.” Kankuro coughs out awkwardly, dropping yet another bouquet of flowers in the doorway and sprinting down the hall screaming for Temari. Gaara pulls away and sheepishly stands to place the bouquet Kankuro had dropped at my side,” I should go after him. I’ll be here tonight when you’re discharged to make sure you safely return home… I saved what I could.”

The memory of Shukaku’s tail plummeting across the row of houses that included mine pops back in my head. I distract myself and look over to the bedside table. A glass vase sits with vibrant sunflowers and a little paper placard

You survived. ~ Temari

short and sweet, the way we always conversed. I look down at Kankuro’s recklessly picked Iris’s

I trespassed to get these for you. I’m sorry I’m mean sometimes ~ your second favorite

He was possibly my third favorite after this mess, but he still held a place in my heart with his effort. Lastly, my eyes focus in on the largest bouquet. Full of stark white, vibrant pink and deep red camellias. I search for the placard, but find a folded note deep inside the petals in the center. I unfold it slowly and hold my breath.

To the ones we get can’t yet admit our personal feelings towards, we cherish them in flowers and small gestures such as a night time stroll. Your strong will and heart overshadows the most beautiful flowers in these lands. Any flower you pass here on out, is a symbol of my dedication and undying love I hold for you. ~Gaara

My heart skips a beat, and a tear drops down my cheek. I wipe it away as a stupid grin plasters itself across my face. The most troubled man I’ve met, happens to also be the most poetic.

Hours pass, filled with long unblinking moments of staring at the wall and struggling to put on clothes until finally a soft knock announces Gaara,” if you’re ready, I’d like to walk you home.”

I nod with a toothy grin, attempting to stand. The cast around my foot causes me to fall forward as Gaara catches me effortlessly. He lets out a soft chuckle and scoops me up from behind my legs,” I suppose I’ll be the one doing the walking.”

“I can manage.” I wince out as he adjusts me closer to his body,” I can’t miss our nighttime walk. It’s been lonely without you.”

“I’ll go wherever you take me.” I yawn, quickly tiring and looping an arm around his neck to curl in to him. He places one last kiss against the crown of my head and turns to walk out,” I’ll gladly lead you to whatever your heart desires.”

I smile and let the tiredness take over with the calming motions of his steady walk. This man could lead me to insanity, and I’d still cross over any obstacle to follow him.

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redandgreenpoll · 1 year

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Round 1

#red and green bracket #r&g round 1 #red and green poll #ladybug and chat noir #ladybug #chat noir #cat noir #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #gaara sabakuno #gaara #rock lee #naruto #Gaara and rock Lee

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bh-52 · 4 months

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What if the Akatsuki weren't interested in harvesting the tailed beasts, and just wanted to provide a family for the Jinchuriki?

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gaasaku-needsmorefanart · 8 months

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The Shinobi and The Sheriff inspired art. If you haven't read that fanfic by MindTrash then you better get to it! I understand, the title makes it iffy. Cowboys? Shinobis? Sheriffs???? Westerns??? BUT IT'S GOOD. I love it. I was hooked on the first chapter. And the smut is just perfect. https://archiveofourown.org/works/25619236/chapters/62186509

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the fan art I made, even if you don't like GaaSaku..

Posted on multiple platforms Please credit art to @cimbie

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startixsblog · 1 year

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When gaara gets mad at rock lee.

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sandglass-art · 1 year

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#gaara #naruto #fanart #kazekage gaara #gaara fanart #gaara of the desert #gaara of the sand #gaara sabakuno #naruto art

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julsgax · 1 year

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Having a bby AND being the kazekage must be hard tbh

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teircetea · 1 year

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Style remains inconsistent but texture is fun

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sur-i-ki · 2 months

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⇝ 𝘎𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴

⇝ 𝘎𝘢𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Birth order is what determines power. Growing up as the youngest, he’s always seen this. His father attempted to implement it as well. However, Temari is as swift as she is terrifying, and she’d nourished love between the siblings after years of wariness.

Somewhere along the line, Gaara now is the crown prince for his kingdom. With how reluctant he was with public showings with his family, he had no reputation.

Well, no reputation as Crown Prince Gaara. Shukaku is another story.

Gaara’s eyes fall shut as the carriage ambles down to the main road.

Shukaku was born out of desperation. He was born out of hurried, quite steps to the soldiers barrack for a horse and a cape. He was late nights down in the heart of town. He’d give out money and teach children in the courtyard under the moonlight.

He was also the one who met you, two years ago, hungry beyond belief. He was glances to the display windows as you closed shop. He was the one who you looked up to as you handed him a croissant.

“Eat”

Gaara thinks it was your eyes and your smell. Innocent beyond belief and a smell that wrapped around him and was home.

He was so smitten in that first meeting, that he soon came down everyday to meet you. He was calming nights with his arms around you, kisses stolen as you mixed batters and kneaded dough, flustered looks as you hoisted flour bags up and down.

It was also a confession. You’d seen his tattoo, the one only known to the prince of the kingdom. He’d explained through sobs and a fear of you leaving but you only gripped him harder.

He’d expected shouting and anger. He got sympathy and compassion.

Two years later, and you’re still with him. Today, he’ll meet you at an inspection. You’d been nominated to represent the bakers district, and told him much when he meet you a week before. A few words from him to Temari, something about showing care for his people to help his reputation, and here he was, heading to your tiny bakery.

The bell rings as he opens the door, the smell a familiar scent. Around him, the officers and officials take a double take, eyes brightening and wandering to the display case. Gaara smiles.

“Hello,” you say, walking out the back holding a bowl of dough, your sleeves rolled up.

Gaara feels himself blush, your confidence and unwavering gaze falling on him. You set the bowl down on the counter, bowing to him.

“My prince.”

Your voice is going to be his downfall. He knows you don’t mean it, but your voice does something to him, and he’s fighting to keep his composure. You both had decided to keep the relationship a secret, but you’re making it difficult for him.

Gaara moves to the back of the group as you begin the demonstration. You push your sleeves back up higher, and he has this impulsive need to squeal. He opts to cough into his hand instead.

This keeps happening, over and over until he’s sure that his face matches his hair. The way you talk through the whole thing, grunting slightly here and there, and the flush to your skin from the physical work has him banishing his thoughts to the darkest corners of his mind.

Finally, as people crowd the countertops and tables to sit down and eat your delicacies, he announces in a loud voice:

“I’ll be heading in the back to inspect the conditions. Stay here and prepare a batch for me to take back to the palace,” turning to you, his faced wiped of all emotions, he gestures to you, “Please, lead the way.”

The minute he is out of sight from the others, he grabs you and kisses you, hard.

You laugh quietly against his lips, “Well, my prince,” his lips are on your neck and he can feel your voice, “Do you know, you look very dashing in these clothes. I almost messed up, on quite a few occasions.”

He chuckles against your skin, “I almost broke character there.”

You both spend a few moments together before he hears his men start shuffling around. Your voice breaks through his thoughts.

“However, I do have to say, when you looked at me outside, you looked as if you wanted to devour me.”

His noses against you cheek, leaning down to give you a final hug.

“I will. Keep the door unlocked tonight.”

And with those words, he goes out, grabbing the bag and thanking you as he leaves. There’s a new flush to your skin.

“Go to the palace, fast.” He orders as he settles into the carriage once more.

He has a meeting to prepare for.

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