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jhypeach · 1 year

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After Midnight [2:00 am]

pairing: mark lee x fem reader warnings: clit play, shower sex, smut smut word count: 1k+ an: the aftermath of mark lee appearing on the live just wearing a robe and the members saw his underwear. i feel ill 😵‍💫

It was almost midnight, and Mark hadn't returned to your hotel room yet. He asked me to accompany him from their America leg until today's one-day concert show in Singapore. There is little to do when I go over the world with him and the members. We can only be our usual selves sometimes when fans aren't around since our relationship isn't publicly announced. So, I spent 80% of my stay in every country in the hotel room, and the remaining 20% was in their makeup room, talking and getting nervous with the members.

Since it's almost 12 and Mark isn't here yet, I decided to take a bath already and prepare for bed. However, it was a real struggle for me with an injured hand. I accidentally sprained my wrist earlier, moving the suitcase around. Mark wasn't there to help me since they immediately started their stage rehearsal a few hours after we landed. But the moment he knew bout my sprained wrist, he kept asking about my condition, and I didn't want to concern him when I was totally fine and he was about to perform. So instead of being backstage which I usually do at every concert, I insist that I just stay in our room.

I was putting shampoo on my hair and getting annoyed that I couldn't properly wash myself. Few minutes of irritation, I heard faint steps outside the bathroom. "Babe? Y/n" I heard Mark looking for me. "In the bathroom, I replied." I didn't hear any response after. I contemplated if I should ask him for help. He's probably already sleeping since he was tired from the whole concert. I sneaked out of the bathroom to check if he was asleep already. I saw him sitting on the couch, waiting for me. "Why are your clothes soaking wet?" he asked. I scratched the back of my head, "I need help. I can't wash my hair properly."

He followed me inside the bathroom, "Babe, I think you need to take your shirt off," he said as he stood near the sink, "No, It's fine. I-I just asked you to help me with my hair so-", I was cut off when he walked closer to me leaned forward towards my ears "Is it because you're thinking of something else?" he asked. I was taken aback; I had swallowed my saliva when I felt his breath lick my neck and jaw. "How about we wash up together, then I'll clean you after?" He suggested pushing me inside the shower room, "No! I-I just… I just need to help wash-ing my *gulp* hair," I stuttered at how close he was. I don't know why I am getting nervous. Sex isn't something new to us. But having sex overseas is.

"Oh really? But look at that" he looked at the shower niche with a messy shampoo and body wash bottle. I sighed, clearly defeated and can't get my way out. He held my injured wrist; it made me look at him. Great! He's already half-naked in front of me. "Don't worry, I'll be careful," he said softly, massaging my wrist.

My back faces him as he rubs my shoulder blades with loofa. I flinched when I felt him rubbing near my breast. I could actually feel myself drip down there. "Is this making you excited?" he teased me. And I hate it whenever he does. "Perhaps you like to do it in the shower," that's it. I do not plan on getting laid in Singapore tonight, and he better behave. "Okay, get it out. We will never finish if we do this," I said and faced him. I tried to push him out, but he held my injured wrist and pinned it on the wall, "I said I'll help you. So, you're not gonna push me until your wrist heals" I felt his hands in my entrance, drawing circles. "So let me help you down here too."

He played with my clit, pinching, circling his fingers around it, teasing my entrance. I moved my hips in an attempt to grind it. This was driving me crazy. With my injured hand pinned and my free hand holding his nape for support. "How does it feel," he asked me. The bubbles from the body wash all over my body aren't helping as it tickles me, and my whole body is so sensitive, with Mark teasing my entrance. A whimper, "Fughck!" was just all I said. He removed his hand from my entrance, yanked my left leg on his arm, and swiftly held my hips. He entered me with a warning.

Keeping myself in balance is a real struggle standing on one foot and with my arm pinned on the wall. Plus, Mark is thrusting so rough and fast in me. Showers dripping, wet squelching, moans, and whimpers were the music for our night. "Ah! Ah!" I bit my lower lip to suppress some moans and clenched around his shaft while Mark nibbled my jaw down to my neck and collarbone. "Im close," I said as he licked my collarbone to my neck, "Not yet," he said and turned me, pining my chest on the wall. He pulled my waist closer and higher, making me arch my back. He entered me again without warning. "fuck!" he cussed, "fucking tight ever."

We ended up having more than 3 rounds inside the shower and about 2 in the sink when he finally freed me. I was already brushing my hair when I heard knocks on our hotel room door. I peeked out the peephole and saw the 5 boys, I opened the door for them, and they immediately filled our room with noise.

“Noona, where’s Mark hyung?” Jisung asked me, "Oh, in the shower," I replied. Haechan immediately banged the bathroom door, "Hyung, hurry up, we have to do live." "Is your wrist fine now?" Renjun asked me while others lay on our bed while they waited for Mark, "Yeah, the swelling has subsided already." A few seconds after, Mark came out of the bathroom just wearing a robe, "Let's go," he said and sat beside Renjun. "At least wear something?" I told him, "I'm wearing briefs inside. Don't worry". The members looked at him, and some nagged while Haechan and Jeno laughed. "Let him be. I'll start the live now. Just don't stand up, hyung, because we can see your purple underwear. And cover your neck properly. We can see scratches."

#mark lee smut #mark lee #mark #nct mark #mark smut #mark lee fic #mark fluff #marklee #mark lee scenarios #nct dream #nct 127 #nct 127 smut #nct dream x reader #nct fic #nct x reader #nct

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barbieaiden · 7 months

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1. [A month ago]

2. Jordan: Hey, Sam. How are you holding up?

3. Jordan: ...I brought you coffee.

Sam: Thank you.

4. Jordan: Do you want to go home for the night? Sleep in your own bed? I could drive you home, pick you up on my way to work tomorrow.

Sam: I think I'll stay here.

Jordan: Alright.

5. Sam: I keep thinking... [Sigh] It's so stupid.

Jordan: Go on.

Sam: I keep thinking I should call Aiden. So he can help. But obviously I can't, because... I just... I don't know what to do. Nothing feels real. It's been two days and it feels like ten years.

6. Jordan: The waiting is the worst part. I waited for my mom's death for months. You can't cope when you don't know what you're coping with.

Sam: Months?

Jordan: She wasn't in a coma, just terminally ill. For all we know Aiden might wake up tomorrow.

Sam: Or die.

7. Jordan: As much as I wish I could I can't tell you that he's going to be fine. And I can't replace him, obviously, but I am here if you need anything.

8. Sam: Thank you.

10. Aiden: Jordan, you can't tell me you spent a whole day with a man you're not interested in. That is not friends with benefits, that's practically married.

11. Kell: I'd tell you and Zach to get a room but you already have, like, a million fucking times.

Jordan: What I'm getting from this conversation is that neither of you have ever had any friends.

Aiden: It's true. The only man I've ever spent time with is Sam.

12. Jordan: Even if I wanted to I don't have time for a relationship.

Kell: Dude, you are literally already spending, like, all your free time with him.

Aiden: If you and Zach get engaged we can have a double wedding!

Lucas: You should become a tattoo artist instead, Jordan. No 55 hour shifts and you still get to stab people with needles.

Jordan: I happen to like my job.

Lucas: You complain about it every single time I see you.

Jordan: I find your obsession with needles slightly disturbing.

Lucas: I guess I like the artistic part too.

Aiden: That's why I let Michael do all my piercings.

Lucas: I'm such...

15. Aiden: Sam?

16. Aiden: Are you okay?

Sam: Mhm.

Aiden: Are you sure?

Sam: Just... tired.

Aiden: We can go home if you want to.

Sam: It's fine.

Aiden: I wouldn't mind.

Sam: Really, Aiden, it's fine.

18. Kell: You two are literally worse than that one high school couple making out in the corridors.

19. Aiden: You can't say that, that's so homophobic.

Kell: Your dad didn't think I was very homophobic.

Aiden: [Exaggerated gasp] Kell!

Kell: Too far?

Aiden: No, Kell, by all means, if you want to go over to Nettlefield right now and have sex with my actually homophobic father, go right ahead.

Kell: Dude. I'm sorry, okay?

20. Kell: Find something to eat with me? Please?

Aiden: Sure.

Kell: Sam, don't look at me like that, we're not going to smoke weed.

Sam: That was not my issue with this conversation and you saying that unprompted makes me think you are going to smoke weed.

Aiden: I've never even seen weed. Drugs are bad, or whatever. And so illegal.

Kell: Exactly. We're law-abiding citizens.

21. Aiden: Seriously. No weed. Promise.

Sam: Okay.

22. Aiden: Are you sure you're okay?

Sam: Yes, Aiden.

Aiden: Just... tell me if you want to go home. Okay?

Sam: I will.

#i really hope you can tell what is and isn't flashback #if you can't let me know and i'll try to make it clearer next time #shoutout to jordan. the only character #ts4 story #hospital tw #drugs tw #lost #lost: aiden #lost: sam #lost: kell #lost: lucas #lost: michael #lost: jordan

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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When S/O dropped Donnie's mutagen canister Part 1

(Donnie x fem!reader + all brothers)

When S/O dropped Donnie's mutagen canister

Genre: Angst, unknown ending

Word count: 1,153 words

A/N: reader is over 20 years old & working. any job has its own stress level, so please don't compare office, retails and f&b. we all have stress.

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"There's nothing you can do!"

"Donnie, I said I was sorry!"

Whenever you had a rough day at work, the only person or mutant turtle you'd go to, some of you would think it's Mikey since he was the original ball of sunshine. He'd just cheer you up and intentionally screw things up to make you feel less about yourself.

But the second mutant turtle you'd go to was your genius boyfriend, Donatello. He's not the type to cheer you up like Mikey does but he could distract you by letting you assist him in his projects. Recently, he found a batch of mutagen and regenerate it into cure heavy wounds. Because the turtles' body was all mutagen and muscles, he thinks he can recreate the mutagen to make it less dangerous; for eg. he'd make it risk free in case it spilled on his human girlfriend.

He kept the mutagen batch in a secured glass container everytime he's not using it to keep it safe, especially from Mikey, and resume back to his other project.

Donnie's hands were full and huge so he requested you to help him pour the mutagen into a beaker but you got clumsy and forgot to hold the mutagen canister's bottom and it slipped from your hands. You forgot how heavy the canisters were and gasped when it broke to the floor.

"y/n!" Donnie exclaimed, hands on his head. "That was our only mutagen canister!" He moved you aside anyway so your legs don't touch the chemical.

"I-I'm sorry. I forgot how heavy the canister was. Don, I'm so-"

"I am tired of everyone keep breaking my stuff here and there while I'm killing myself here. I never should have asked for your help." He walked past you and cleaned his floor. You were about to help pick up the glass canister pieces when he put his hand up, "Don't. You'll make it even worse. I don't want to have to treat your wounds either."

Your lips pursed to keep your hurt feelings contained and watched him quietly as he clean it so easily. If it were you, it'd take you 1 or 2 hours to make it look sparkly clean. He was right; you'd make it worse.

He excused you and you found yourself watching his back instead. Not bothering to argue, you turned away and about to leave the lair when Leo coincidentally walked by, a mug in his hand. He noticed your eyes were teary, his lips pulled away from the mug and put it down to go to you.

He didn't need to ask who made you cry and sighed. "Did he lash out on you?" you only looked down at his feet, tears about to pool out. "I can't speak for him but you two need time out for a while. I know your work is tough right now. Get some fresh air outside, sleep, and come back after you feel better. I'll talk to him."

You couldn't control it anymore and sobbed, Leo immediately pulled you to his chest. He looked at you like you were his sister and patted your head, which is bad cause it made you vulnerable and cried harder. The burden you went through at work you were supposed to tell it Donnie so he can comfort you but instead it was Leo who comforted you when you need it most.

Mikey escorted you back to your apartment and watched you walk inside your shoulders drooped in sadness. He stayed behind for another 10 minutes and when your lights are off, he went back to the lair. "Poor, y/n. I hate to see her like this."

When he reached the lair, Donnie happened to be at the kitchen making his coffee and only took a sip of it before he noticed Mikey walking in.

"Hey, Mike. Have you seen y/n?" It was like Donnie forgot what just happened few hours ago.

Mikey frowned. "Uh, I sent her home, dude. You upset her tonight so Leo sent me to escort her back."

Then it hit Donnie he was pissy at y/n earlier and his face winced at the memory of it. He looked down at his coffee mug and without warning swung it away from the counter. All because he didn't have his coffee before y/n came over.

"I have to go get her."

"Bro, don't." Mikey put his hand on Donnie's plastron. "y/n was really upset today. She-"

"Mikey don't stop me."

"Okay, back away you two." Raph stepped in between the two youngest easily. "Ay, Don. Leo sent her home because she was crying. Like, full on sobbing. Can't even stand on her two legs on her own."

"A-All because of what I did to her?" Donnie's chest tightened. He'd hate himself if you don't speak to him anymore.

"Hah, she's a strong gal not even you can make her cry like that," Raph slapped his brother's shell. "But she had a rough day and from the yelling I heard from my space, it was her last straw."

It was indeed your last straw - working in an office where it's understaffed and you did a 4 man job for 1 week straight. Your deadline was today and it wasn't even half done when your boss yelled at you, throwing the stacks of paper of your report to your face while your colleagues can only watch in silence. Some felt sorry for you and some loved how miserable you were. You weren't threatened to get fired despite all that and your HR advised you to get a 1 week leave due to you overtiming. Bless their heart.

You can take the yelling and your boss mansplaining you (honestly, watching him mouthing off just shows his superiority complex) but what you didn't expect was him going physical as to throw papers at you. Your boss was never the type to get physical but today was the day you realized you walked into a tiger's pit when you didn’t complete your report on time.

4 days into your 1 week leave, you felt refreshed from sleeping in and eating your meals on time after 7 months of torture. Your phone had been dead since your argument with Donnie not realizing he has been calling you. When there's no answer from you for 4 days, Donnie just panics.

That night your only friend-colleague invited you for movies together. The turtles were also on patrol and happened to see you walking to the cinema 10 minutes from your apartment. Donnie just observes your face and felt his chest tightened when he saw your fake smile you just flashed at your friend. For a year he's been dating you, you always flash a genuine and beautiful smile at his family but a fake smile?

He blamed himself.

What is it going to take for him to have you in his arms again?

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part 2 coming soon :) thank u for reading!!!

TMNT Masterlist

Read Part 2 here

#tmnt masterlist #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2016 x reader #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt donnie x reader #angst #tmnt angst

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brooooswriting · 2 years

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hii :) can you write a nat and reader one like angst with happy fluff ending where reader thinks nat is cheating on her because shes a little distant and hiding her phone and stuff so reader thinks something bad but nat is just planning something for reader like a surprise of some sort like her birthday or planning to propose or something. fluffy happy ending please :( love your writing

Cheater

You and Nat have been dating for over two years now and to say that things were great was an understatement. Half a year ago you’ve moved into an apartment together and got a cute black cat called Liho. Nat was still working with the avengers while you worked for shield. It seemed like everything was falling into place.

That was until Nat started to sleep at the compound leaving you alone for the night and most of the next day. She barely texted you anymore or called and when she was home she wouldn’t cuddle with you or anything else actually. And to make it worse, she hid her phone and changed her password.

At the beginning of your relationship it was similar to this. The redhead was scared of relationships and getting hurt and even though she loved you she was scared that she couldn’t trust you. But you put so much work into your relationship that she warmed up.

“Hey Natty, you aren’t answering your phone… again… well I just wanted to ask if you come home tonight? I thought I could cook your favourite and we could spend some quality time together. Just let me know, I miss you.” You hung up the phone before getting back to work to keep your mind off of your girlfriend.

An hour later you got a text saying “sorry I am on mission, will be back tomorrow night. Ly” You sighed before deciding to visit the compound. Nat might not want your cooking but the rest of the team was never one to say no. So you got your stuff before making your way over.

When you arrived you had Friday call the team in the kitchen so they could decide what they want to eat.

“Y/n what are you doing here?! It’s so great to see you” Steve said as he made his way over to hug you before stepping to the side for Tony. “Hello Y/n/n, why are you here? Lover girl already left with a really stunning dress in her hand.” He said as he hugged you followed by Bucky. “Yeah, I don’t think you guys are meeting here.” The man added as he let you go.

“She has a mission right? That’s the reason she left…” you told the others trying to sound confident in yourself and your girl but everything started to blur. Why would she lie to you?

“No she doesn’t. She and Wanda left like 20 minutes ago.” Steve explained and looked at your pale face.

Realization started to set in. It all made sense now, she stayed her sleeping with other people and going out instead of coming home. She wouldn’t let you see her phone so you wouldn’t see the messages.

“I’m sorry guys… I just…” you broke down in sobs before you could finish your sentence, causing Pepper, who just joined you, to hug you. “Hey, it’s going to be alright. Come on, let’s go to my room.” She soothingly whispered in your ear before leading you to her room.

“I think she’s cheating on me” you whispered as you were seated on the bed with your knees pulled to your chest. “Romanoff? Why do you think that?” She asked as she settled next to you trying to give you comfort. “She barely shows up anymore, she doesn’t touch me, she hides her phone and apparently she’s lying to me about missions while she’s actually having a date with Wanda.” You explained through your tears. And actually Pepper was just as shocked as you were, she always thought Natasha was deeply in love with you, but now that she thought about it the spy was acting weird lately.

“You should talk to her and ask her. I know it’s scary but this isn’t much better” she suggested making you nod. You spent another 2 and a half hours with Pepper before deciding to go home to feed Liho.

So you left in one of Tony’s hoodies with tears streaming down your face and tiredness taking over your body. You opened the door to see your girlfriend in front of her car with Wanda closely next to her. You thought about the options you had, you could go there and scream at her or you could watch what happens. You decided to wait hoping that you misinterpreted the whole thing.

But what you saw next did the opposite thing. The redhead got a small box from her jacket and gave it to the witch making your heart ache. They seemed so happy, so happy that you couldn’t bring yourself to go there. You loved her and wanted her happy so if this was the only option you’d let her go.

Quickly making your way over to your car you sped off to your apartment to pack your things.

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3rd point of view

Natasha saw a car drive past them that seemed way to familiar so she turned around before she realized. It was your car.

“Fuck! I gotta go Wands” she said climbing into her car confusing the witch. “What’s wrong? Where do you wanna go?” She asked completely blind to the situation. Nat answered a quick Y/n saw us and started to panic. “It’s going to be alright. Just go there and explain it to her! You’ll be fine!” Wanda said and closed the smaller woman’s door.

As she arrived at their apartment her heart started to beat much faster and blood rushed to her cheeks. This really was going to make or break everything.

“Babe? Where are you?” She called out as she opened the door to the shared apartment. “I’m here Natasha” the taller girl answered. This was the moment she knew she fucked up. “Don’t call me Natasha. You never call me Natasha, it’s babe or sweetheart or anything, but not Natasha.” She walked closer to the y/h/c who tried to keep herself together. Only now she could see her red eyes and the tear stains on her cheeks causing her to reach out.

But Y/n took a step back. “Why would you do that?! I loved you so much and you go and sleep with her! A friend of mine? Why wasn’t I enough??” The broken voice broke the Russians heart, she knew what you were thinking and you had every right to.

“My love, it was not what it looked like I promise.” Y/n was now anxiously walking around. “Oh really? And what about you barely being here anymore? And hiding your phone? And lying to me?” Her sadness slowly turned into madness. Romanoff didn’t have any right to cheat on her. She’s always been a good girlfriend, she came to all the events, the cooked for her, she was there for her and never pushed her to do anything.

While the taller girl walked around rambling about how unfair all of this was Nat decided on the only way to end this.

So when Y/n turned around she saw her girlfriend on one knee in front of her holding a beautiful ring with red details in her hand.

“I’m sorry I neglected you these last few weeks but I was planning to do this really big and cool proposal but I got scared. One day I was so sure that I want to marry you that I started to panic so I thought maybe I just need some distance and when I told Wanda she convinced me that this is a good thing and helped me plan it. I was so unsure that I didn’t even think about what you must think.” She started her Monolog.

“But I want you to know that I love you with my whole heart and that being with you made me a better person. I thank my lucky stars everyday that I get to be with you and I still can’t believe it. You opened my eyes to so many things and always treated me as way more than I was actually worth! I couldn’t have done so many things without you and I can’t wait to see what more comes. I love you with all my heart. Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n do you wanna marry me?”

She couldn’t move, she was so shocked that her brain stopped working. Only the tears flowing down her cheeks for the second time this day.

After some seconds in silence Natasha thought she had her answer and was about to stand up when she was tackled into the floor. Y/n laying on top of her with her head in the crock of her neck whispering a quick yes before placing kisses on her neck.

They were still lying on the floor when to taller girl started to apologize. “I’m sorry for thinking you were cheating on me.” She whispered before pressing a kiss to her fiancées lips. “You had every right to think that and I’m sorry for hurting you because I was to insecure.” The redhead pulled her closer and connected their hands pulling out her phone.

She quickly snapped a picture of the two of them laying on the floor with Y/n hand in hers, the ring on display. She send it to the rest of her team with a short text saying ‘guys, meet my fiancée❤️’.

They spend the rest of the night laying on the ground cuddling and kissing as Y/n demanded all the affection she didn’t get for the last couple of weeks.

So to say that there relationship was great was an understatement and both of them hoped that saying that their marriage was great would also be an understatement.

I hope this is what you wanted… if not just tell me and I’ll try again. Thank you <3 I hope you guys enjoy

#natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff #marvel #marvel x you #natasha romanoff x reader #reader insert #brooooswriting #fan fiction

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eviesaurusrex · 2 years

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Harry Styles x fem!reader

Faceclaim: Dakota Johnson

author’s note: my first social media au thingy I ever published, so please be gentle with me, thank youuuuuuu. short note: whoisharry is Harry’s top secret private account and please imagine some face masks on the picture of Dakota at a concert. I couldn’t find another one!

part 2 here

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yourinstagram sitting here, watching planes leaving their parking spots for take-off, and hoping my own plane will magically leave as well. Spoiler alert: it doesn’t look like it. #whyalwaysme

Liked by harrystyles, imsebastianstan, gemmastyles, chrishemsworth and 39,205 others | 7,852 comments

chrishemsworth I wish I could say it surprises me - but it doesn’t.

↳ yourinstagram Not. Funny.

↳ paulrudd Actually, it is quite funny.

↳ yourinstagram Shut up, Paul Rude.

gemmastyles Nooooo 🥺

↳ yourinstagram YEEEEEES 🥲😭

yourfan1 Planes really don’t like you

hsfan1 Is she on her way to the Denver show????

↳ hsfan2 I HOPE SO!

imsebastianstan I would drive you if this country wouldn’t be so damn huge 🫠

↳ yourinstagram I am cursed 🥲🥲🥲

hsfan3 Harry liked her post within seconds. Best boyfriend material.

harrystyles Should I check for another flight? x H.

↳ yourinstagram Loooooove 🥺 Don’t have to. Get some sleep instead! I’ll manage over here just fine. 🎶But I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be the woman who walked 1000 miles To fall down at your door🎶

↳ harrystyles ❤️

↳ yourfan2 She is a queen

↳ harrystylesforever Not sure if I’m jealous of him dating her or of her dating him. They are THE COUPLE

yourinstagram Good morning, Denver.

[📍Denver, CO]

Liked by yourfan1, annetwist, mitchrowland, harrystyles, jefezoff and 57,326 others | 8,530 comments

mitchrowland and I thought we would have to endure his silent suffering even longer

↳ pillowpersonpp +1 a question, though: are you a wizard? Because how did you get here???

↳ yourinstagram It’s a secret 🤫 No, seriously, it was just a teeny-tiny bit of luck and a considerable portion of my credit card and some name-dropping *cough*

↳ mitchrowland That’s my man’s girl!

yourfan1 SHE IS IN DENVER

↳ hsfan1 FOR THE SHOOOOOOW

↳ hsfan2 a reunion long overdue 🥺❤️

↳ ynandharry my parents are back together!!!

jefezoff Get your magician butt over here, so I finally have his full attention.

↳ yourinstagram Aye aye, sir! 💃🏽

harrystyles Breakfast is waiting for you, darling x H.

↳ hsfan3 ‘m not crying, nope.

↳ yourinstagram Did somebody ever tell you how perfect you are, H?

↳ hsfan3 Okay, I’m crying.

whoisharry I have my girl back.

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annetwist Feed her well!

↳ gemmastyles but she has an interesting taste. Tend to it!

↳ whoisharry …??? Do I have to understand those cryptic orders?

↳ yourinstagram No, they’re just being weird 🙄

jefezoff And there I was foolishly thinking he would stay for the meeting. I am disappointed!

↳ yourinstagram I’ll bring him back in 20 minutes, mr boss, sir! 🤷🏽‍♀️

↳ jefezoff Hmpf. He better be here by then. (❤️)

mitchrowland My dreamboat ❤️

↳ pillowpersonpp Our dreamboat.

harrystyles Love On Tour. Denver. September, 2021.

Liked by yourinstagram, gemmastyles, gemmachan, taylorswift and 11,758,322 others | 102,719 comments

yourinstagram I am so proud of you, my love 🥺❤️

↳ harrystyles Thank you for being here with me, darling x H. ❤️

↳ yourinstagram Always ❤️

↳ hsfan1 Stop. It. Don’t make me cry even more 😭

taylorswift What an amazing performance!

gemmastyles Proud of you, little brother ❤️

hsfan2 He is every-freaking-thing

ynandharry Still can’t believe it, but I met YN at the Denver show, and she was THE SWEETEST AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH. She hugged meeeee. I’ll never shower again. Maybe.

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yourfan1 what did she saaaaaayyyyy

↳ ynandharry she asked if we (i was with a group of friends at the show) had fun and how we were doing, and she literally beamed the entire time! She looked so happy 🥺

↳ yourfan1 🥹❤️

yourfan2 gosh, she is prettier than ever before 😩

yourfan3 I’m so jealous?! I wanna meet her too 🥲

harrystylesforever Harry during his Denver show. His girlfriend (yourinstagram) was standing front and center, and made him smile and grin and laugh all the time. I never saw him this happy?! In your face, haters! Our man is his happiest self with this woman who sings along every single song ❤️

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hsfan1 screaming crying lying on the floor

↳ hsfan2 +1

ynandharry They’re like my life goal

yourfan1 relationship goals

yourfan2 wedding when?

↳ hsfan3 imagine the wedding pictures 😭

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By Brett Wilkins

Common Dreams

Feb. 5, 2024

"Forty-seven percent of the voters are poor or low-wage," said one activist. "Getting that vote in is very important."

The Poor People's Campaign on Monday launched a 42-week nationwide mobilization of poor and low-income Americans to "wake the sleeping giant" of a voting bloc with the potential to determine the outcome of the 2024 elections.

"It is time for a resurrection and not an insurrection," Poor People's Campaign co-chair Rev. Dr. William Barber II said during a press conference in Washington, D.C. "We must engage poor and low-wealth people to change the political landscape."

"For far too long extremists have blamed poor people and low-wage people for their plight, while moderates too often have ignored poor people, appealing instead to the so-called middle class," he continued. "Meanwhile, poor and low-income people have become nearly half of this country and we are here today to make one thing clear: Poor and low-wage brothers and sisters have the power to determine and decide the 2024 elections and elections beyond."

"Economic justice and saving this democracy are deeply connected."

Poor People's Campaign co-chair Rev. Dr. Liz Theoharis stressed that "economic justice and saving this democracy are deeply connected."

"In this rich nation that has the wherewithal to end poverty tomorrow where there's the political will, we must not overlook the voices and votes of poor and low-income people," she added. "We are mobilizing and organizing, registering and educating people for a movement that votes... for healthcare and debt cancellation. Votes for living wages and strong anti-poverty programs. Votes for fair taxes and demilitarization of our communities and our world. Votes for immigrant rights and more."

Democratic pollster Celinda Lake said at the press conference: "In 2024, the election is going to be about mobilization... Democrats have an enthusiasm gap today and the progressive alliance and Democrats have fissures within their constituencies that make getting out the vote even more important."

"The biggest bloc of potential voters by far is low-income, low-wage voters," Lake noted. "Where the margin of victory is projected to be less than 3% in 2024, 30-45% of the voters are low-wage voters or low-income families... The turnout among low-wage voters and low-income voters today is... 20-22% below the average turnout. This is a huge bloc of voters, and it is a bloc of voters that votes 58-60%—at minimum—progressive, no matter how conservative the state."

"You're talking about a huge number—a game-changing number—of voters," she added.

The campaign's main scheduled events are a Mass Poor People's & Low-Wage Workers' Moral March to State House Assemblies on March 2 and a rally and march in Washington, D.C. on June 15.

"I have been struggling to pay my bills since I've been working at 16 years old. I work full time, 64 hours a week, seven days a week," said Beth Schafer of Raise Up for $15 during a video promoting the new campaign. "I am exhausted."

Crow Roberts, an organizer with the Indiana Poor People's Campaign, said in the video that "our government finds it necessary to ban abortion to say that they are saving our children, but more children die as a result of poverty in this country."

Guadalupe de la Cruz of the Florida Poor People's Campaign asserted that "we should not be cornered and forced to choose between one necessity or another."

Speaking at the press conference, Alabama activist Linda Burns said that "for three years I worked the assembly line at Amazon in Bessemer, Alabama. The work was grueling. We were expected to work like robots, moving like 1,000 pieces per hour."

"I got badly injured. My left arm," she continued. "I had two surgeries. I had to get a third surgery, but I didn't have no more insurance. Amazon, they cut my insurance off a year after. They let me go last October."

"Amazon let me go because I was helping organize the union," said Burns. "We didn't get the union in Alabama but I'm gonna do everything in my power to stand in solidarity. Organizing the union showed me just how many people were in the same situation I was. Not just in Alabama, but all over the world."

"Forty-seven percent of the voters are poor or low-wage. Getting that vote in is very important," she added. "We cannot settle for less, we've got to stand up for our rights. We are forward together—not one step back."

#poor peoples campaign #democracy #2024 elections #william barber #liz theoharis #poverty

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a-writes3 · 1 year

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Chapter 2: Date night

lottie matthews x reader

it’s been a while but finally updating. definitely not proofread

It was now Friday night, and my hands shook on the steering wheel as I tried to gain the confidence to go up to her front door. Finally with a shaky breath I pick up the flowers I brought and left the car.

With a breath I knock on the door, Lottie opens it. She’s wearing a white summer dress that goes just a over her knees. Her hair was the same as if always was curly with bangs but it looked as beautiful as ever. It felt as if all the air was sucked out of my lungs. I was truly in too deep.

“Hey.” She speaks up breaking me from my thoughts.

“Hi.” I reply still observing the girl in front of me. “These are for you.” I hand the flowers over to her.

She smiles as she looks over the bouquet.

“Tulips. They’re your favorite.” I quickly explain.

“How’d you know?” She asks.

Flashback

“I don’t know. Roses seem kinda cliche. I would rather get tulips or orchids. They’re my favorite.” Lottie said as I mentally took note.

Jackie was going on about how Jeff buys her roses and how he’s such an amazing boyfriend for it. The bar is so low for men. And here I am listening to girls talk about boys and flowers so I can do something so that could maybe have a tiny chance with a girl.

End of flashback

“I do my research.”

“Thank you.” Lottie says looking into my eyes, I’m guessing to make sure I knew she was being sincere.

We walk to my car where I stop to open the passenger door for her. She’s still wearing a bright smile that lights her eyes up in the moonlight.

“Where are we going?” The brunette asks.

“It’s a secret.”

The drive continues with music quietly playing from the radio and us staying comfortably silent.

About 20 minutes later, we pull up to a drive in theater which was playing While you were sleeping. A favorite of Lotties.

Flashback

Once again, Jackie was bragging about Jeff and his amazing dates. And once again Lottie went against her.

“An old diner? Really Jackie?” Lottie asked a hint of disgust in her features.

“Do you have anything better?”

“I would love just going to a drive in that was playing something like while you were sleeping.”

“While you were sleeping?” Van pipes in. “That’s such a cliché movie.”

“What? It has Sandra bullock.” Lottie replies.

End of flashback

“You really do your research,huh?” She asks.

“Yep.”

Her eyes linger on me for a few seconds and I felt my cheeks heat up a bit.

I wasn’t a huge romcom fan so a lot of my time was spent looking over at Lottie who’s eyes were trained on the screen.

“You should really pay attention to the movie instead of staring.” She says, a smirk on her face covering up the pink ness of her cheeks. Her eyes were still on the screen in front of her.

I quickly look away and watch the movie, only to sneak glaces ever couple minutes which the girl noticed but wasn’t too bothered by.

When the movie ended and it was time to drive back to Lottie’s house I was filled with a feeling of disappointment that I would have to say goodbye to the girl next to me.

I parked in front of her house where we sat in silence for a few minutes neither of us wanting to leave to empty homes without the other.

“So, do I have to quit the team so we can never see each other again or am I safe?” I ask referring to the deal we made 2 days before.

“No, you’re safe.” She says with her signature soft smile.

“Good, does this mean that I can take you on another date?”

“Yes, yes it does.” Lottie finally looks at me, her brown eyes looked especially beautiful in the moonlight. “I should get Inside.”

She goes to leave the car and so do I.

“What are you doing?” Lottie asks.

“Walking you to the door like a gentleman.”

She smiles again. We walk to her doorstep, our fingers brushing against each other but neither of us having the courage to join our hands.

we got to her doorstep, not making the move to actually leave each other. we stared at one another, my eyes scanning her face.

“i should get inside.” lottie says cutting our silence short.

“yeah. i’ll see you at practice tomorrow.”

the brunette nods in agreement.

“goodnight lottie.” i say before walking away.

#lottie matthews x reader #lottie matthews imagines #yellowjackets imagines #yellowjackets x reader

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mrsmarinara · 18 days

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Sunny’s Off-season Writing Prompts

Rules: you can request something that isn’t on this list, however, I am less likely to write it.

The players that I write for can be found here. If there is a player you want me to write that isn’t on the list just message me and maybe they’ll be added.

1. B wrapping their arms around A’s waist and pulling them close, whispering in A's ear: "Stay close to me."

2. “Is now a bad time to mention that I’m claustrophobic?”

3. “We never speak of this again, do you hear me?”

4. “I don’t want anyone else looking at you.”

5. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

6. “I promise you that I will always be there for you.”

7. “You’ve been laying on my arm all day and I can’t feel it.”

8. “You snore. Loudly.”

9. “I don’t understand how I slept so good last night.”

10. “I never would have guessed that you were a cuddler.”

11. “I crave your affection, but I crave your silence even more - shut up.”

12. “I love the idea of growing old with you.”

13. “You do know you’re stuck with me, don’t you?” “Thank God, I am.”

14. “I will die with you. I won’t ever leave your side.”

15. “Does all this mean nothing to you?”

16. “You make me feel so alone.”

17. “I’m not giving up on us, ever.”

18. “Whatever we are, I like it.”

19. Having sex once when you’re not arguing instead kinda tipsy but not drunk, and it’s all giggles and laughter and sweet nothings and the next morning being like “oh fuck i actually like them”

20. “we should probably stop this” “yeah” … “we’re not going to though, right?” “oh absolutely not.”

21. One of them bursting into tears in the middle of an argument.

22. “Stop arguing with me in front of the kids!” “For the last time, they’re not our fucking kids.”

23. “I think…I can love you.”

24. feeling each other instantly relax as they both quickly get comfortable

25. “she says we bicker like an old married couple”

26. “Is that my sweater?”

27. “They’ve been missing for 3 days and you’re not worried?”

28. “Honey, I’m home!”

29. “Can I sleep with you?”

30. “You’re definitely your mother/father’s child.”

31. Going to order their usual order, but the other one puts their hand up and says, “Usual, right? I got it.”

32. Too hot to cuddle

33. Characters A and B cuddle in a hammock.

34. "I am staying hydrated. All of my drinks are iced." "That does not count."

35. "There is no shame in using a pool floatie." "Yes, there is. I'm shaming you."

36. Gets caught skinny dipping

37. Character A can't get out of the water after seeing B.

38. A just got out of a bad breakup and is determined to have a meaningless summer fling; until they end up falling head over heels for B.

39. Reaction to the first sundress of the season

40. Getting flustered when they are asked to apply sun screen to the other person

41. (A)'s dog went missing on the beach, and is found by (B).'

42. "I should've worn sunscreen."

43. "When will this summer finally end?"

44. Wondering if bringing flowers to the date is too much.

45. Putting a flower in the other’s hair.

46. Only realizing how meaningful the flowers gifted to them are when the other explains why they picked those specific ones.

47. “a picnic?! have you swallowed a romance novel?”

48. Finding a bees nest and having the other person deal with it.

49. Picnic gone wrong

50. “Your mom gave me pictures of you when you were a baby.”

#☀️ Sunny’s writing prompts #writing prompts #john marino x reader #nico hischier x reader #jack hughes x reader #timo meier x reader #matthew tkachuk x reader #jamie drysdale x reader #quinn hughes x reader #nhl imagines

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rainyfestivalsweets · 9 months

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8/13/23 just kidding, I think my old anniversary was today.

Some notes on getting this done. Because it took literally 100 pounds for most people to notice my weight loss and suddenly people are asking me what I am doing.

The answer is: I am doing the same things I have been doing all along but continuing to tweak things every week.

This is about progression, and about learning sustainable habits that don't make you feel crazy. I have been exercising my entire life. The last 2 years I have been trying to focus on consistency, daily cardio (even if it is short), AND I added a class at work almost every day. Does that mean sometimes I do 2 or 3 workouts in a day? Yes. Is this disordered? No.

Here's why: I work a desk job and have for 20 years.

Simply put- sedentary lifestyle habits are hard to overcome. If you are sitting on your ass for 8-12 hours a day, you need more activity or you need to eat less. A lot less. Sometimes a combination.

I don't think we were meant to sit so much, but desk jobs are highly sought after. Normally they offer good hours and benefits.

But everyone I know who has one has suffered in the getting overweight and out of shape department. By middle age, we are chronically ill and mostly miserable.

I was in such ill health that I was swelling in my feet and legs daily and was so exhausted I couldn't move much.

I had to take lots of steps to change that. Small, incremental changes that built over time to build a sustainable life. I definitely have more capacity now than I ever have. Those first years were hard, working to change habits that I had built over a sedentary lifestyle. It took a long time. It might for you, just don't quit. Start from whereever you are today. Maybe by adding walks and go from there.

If you are young and haven't gotten to the chronic disease part yet, good. Start now and maybe by the time you get my age you won't be plagued by the chronic illness that many suffer from.

Obesity is just the beginning, really. You gain weight and then struggle to be active. Because getting up hurts. Moving hurts. Walking HURTS. So you sit on the couch and binge netflix instead of playing with your kids or dogs.

And the less you move, the worse it gets. But it is physics, really. Objects in motion stay in motion. Objects at rest stay at rest.

This has gotten really long, and I have so much more to say.

What did I have to change? Everything.

EVERYTHING.

I thought I was doing all the things that should make me successful before. But the fact is: I was not being consistent. I would go hard, then get injured, need to recoup and start over at square one.

I had to relearn an entire life's worth of DAILY habits. Food, exercise, shopping, sleep, going out-- all of those needs needed to be adjusted. Smoking and drinking- needed to be adjusted.

The things you do every day matter.

Every day. Every day. Every day.

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hockeylovee12 · 1 year

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Thanks Man-Luke Hughes

A/N: this was inspired by a few posts I saw on tumblr and they words just kinda came out. This is unedited and I did write it in one sitting so I apologize for any errors and hopefully it makes sense. I think it’s kinda funny and I hope others do as well! This is the first story I am posting on Tumblr so please be kind I am a little on the younger side so my writing skills are not fantastic I do it simply because I enjoy it I will take criticism if you have some just please be respectful about it and my requests box is always open if you have any requests or questions please feel free to ask! Hope you enjoy!! Also all images are from Pinterest

Summary: After a 5-4 home win against the Seattle Krakens 20 year old New Jersey Devils defenseman Luke Hughes decides to go to a bar to celebrate and meets a girl who he decides to bring back to his apartment only to find his big brother and roommate is there.

November 7th 2023

“My apartments on the 4th floor” Luke Hughes says as he and the girl whose name is Chloe step into the elevator of Lukes apartment complex

The pair met roughly two hours ago at a local bar called Charlie’s and the two hit it off after a couple of drinks the pair decided to head back to Lukes apartment to get to know each other a little better.

As the two exit the elevator and walk down the hall to Lukes apartment he fumbles taking out his keys and unlocking the door.

Chloe smiles at this and finally Luke unlocks the door and the two step inside.

“Hey Lukey” a voice says from the living room

“Who’s that?” Chloe asks Luke rolls his eyes before responding

“It’s just my brother he’s my roommate don’t mind him though my rooms right through here”

The pair walk towards the living room and try to make their exit towards Lukes bedroom but before the can Lukes brother spots them

“Who’s this?” Jack asks

“Hi I’m Chloe”

“Nice to meet you I’m Jack”

“Glad you guys got to meet now if you’ll excuse us” Luke says trying to get to his room with Chloe before anymore questioning are asked to which he is unsuccessful

“Where did you guys meet?” Jack asks

“We meet at Charlie’s” Luke says vaguely and attempts to make another escape

“Where are you guys going?” Jack questions

“Uh to my room” Luke answers

“What are you guys gonna do?” Jack asks clearly a bit clueless at the fact that his younger brother could actually have game

Chloe let’s out a small laugh finding the situation a little bit comical however Luke on the other hand finds it incredibly embarrassing.

“We’re just gonna hang out” Luke says not about to admit to his somewhat protective brother that he brought a girl home to sleep with her

“Well you guys are free to hang out out here I was just gonna put a movie on. Chloe do you have a favorite type of movie?” Jack asks inviting the two to take a seat on the couch opposite of him

Chloe looks at Luke and no longer sees the guy she thought was super attractive and ready to jump his bones guy but instead sees a guy who would make a good friend.

Chloe is the first to sit down

“I like comedies” Chloe says

Luke is mentally kicking himself over and over again

“Come on Luke let’s watch a movie” Chloe encourages Luke sighs and takes a seat next to her and the three look for a comedy movie to watch.

After about 10 minutes of multiple no’s they finally settle on Murder Mystery and hit play.

Jack gets up to make popcorn and the three spend the next couple of hours watching comedy movies, eating popcorn and laughing.

Around 2 am Chloe announces that it is time for her to get home. Luke offers to walk her out as she calls a cab.

Once the apartment door is shut leaving Chloe and Luke in the hallway Luke begins to apologize

“Don’t that was actually really fun Luke you’re a great friend and we should definitely do this again sometime!” Chloe says then gives Luke a kiss on the cheek and walks herself to the elevator.

A frustrated Luke walks back into the apartment and sees Jack cleaning up

“Dude!” Luke says

“She seems like a really nice girl and funny too” Jack says

“She just friend zoned me and I don’t blame her because we came back her to sleep together not watch Adam Sandler for 3 hours” Luke half yells at his brother. Jacks face drops now realizing his intend

“Ohhh shit I’m sorry I I didn’t know I thought you just made a friend” Jack says

“How many girls do you meet at bars and then bring home to watch movies with!” Luke says

“Well-” Jack starts to say

“None!” Luke answers for him

“Dude you totally cockblocked me” Luke says

“I’m sorry but in my defense you never bring girls home!” Jack says

“Ya I never brought girls home to mom and dads house because this exact thing would probably happen only it would be even more embarrassing if that’s possible because we would be watching movies with mom and dad” Luke says

“God you are so annoying!” Luke says

“Hey I’m sorry I’ll try not to do it again but at the same time dude it’s been a while since we lived together so clearly a lots changed I mean now you’re going to bars and bringing girls home which by the way your not old enough to drink?”

“I have a fake id” Luke says

“Really when did you get a fake ID?” Jack asks genuinely surprised even though it wasn’t that long ago he had to use a fake.

“You’re changing the subject” Luke criticizes

“Ok ok I’m sorry you can just text me the next time you’re bringing someone over and I’ll stay out of it okay”

“Yes thank you”

#jack hughes #luke hughes #nj devils #hughes brothers #funny #brothers #one shot #umich hockey #feel free to interact #hope you enjoy

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reoona · 1 year

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locked out of heaven | tears of themis luke x reader

pairing: luke x f! reader (reader is rosa and is living together with luke) read artem's (more pairings soon!)

synopsis: it's 2 a.m., he just came home from a long day (and night, considering it's the next day now) ready to hit the hay, but you're already sleeping beyond waking.

He could just pick the lock. But dialing her number was much easier to do by his already burned-out mind, even if it's already been done 20+ times by now and always ended up as a missed call.

Maybe he should just spend the night here. You see, it's not like he's out on the street; he's just stranded inside the antique shop. Not bad for someone locked out of his own home, right?

He took a seat at his workstation sluggishly.

Luke remembered the day around two weeks ago when he gave (y/n) the keys to the antique shop and the apartment. Maybe he was that nervous facing the fact that his girlfriend has officially moved in with him until he didn't realize that the antique shop key he gave her was a duplicate, while the apartment key was the only one he had.

Luke chuckles at the thought. Certain that it's his (y/n) who locked him out made he eased up a little. At least she was home, not working overtime on a case or some NXX investigation. The thought of her already sleeping soundly was just calming for him. And most importantly, she is safe. After all those years of only wondering what she was up to, being able to actually know that she is okay was bliss for Luke.

And to see this locked-out moment on the brighter side, this was how things could be when you have someone else in your household, fun little accidents. Well, maybe not really fun since he's physically exhausted and mentally drained, so just 'little accidents' it is. And considering that only the universe knows when (y/n) would wake up and open the door plus how his state of mind will perceive one minute of waiting as a lifetime of longing, this kind of accident wasn't small. It's just...accident.

Luke shifted his seat on his chair. "Has this chair been this rock-hard?", Luke gave it a pat. "Be kind to my back, just this night."

But it was his apartment door who was kind. Although the kindness came in form of a sudden swing that wasn't very kind to itself.

"Luke?"

Luke jolted from his seat. His sight caught (y/n)'s distressed one, quickly turning into a relieved one followed by an apologetic rambling.

"Luke, are you okay? Were you locked out? You didn't have the keys with you, did you? I am so so so sorry, I was having a long day at the law firm! Oh my god, you must have a long day too, right? And here I am locking you out! How long have you been waiting? Were you sleeping on the chair? It must not be very comfortable! I am so sorry, Luke!"

The combination of relief upon seeing the apartment door open and how cute (y/n)'s puffy face gave him the power to move and put a smile on his face. "It's okay, (y/n). I waited quite some time, but you don't need to worry. I'm sorry for waking you up too."

"No, no!" (y/n) pouted, rubbing her sleepy eyes. "I should have waited for you, or just locked the shop's door instead of the apartment's," the sight of Luke's tired face further hit (y/n) face with regret. "I'm so sorry Luke! Let's get inside, shall we?"

Maybe because she was still dazed from her sleep, (y/n) hugged Luke's torso comfortably, dragging him into the apartment. To frankly say, they were still awkward with clearly affectionate physical touches like this, but now it seemed like only Luke is stiff as a board at the scene. All his fatigue was replaced by heartbeats thumping to his ear and red creeping to his cheeks.

(y/n) on the other hand, was clinging to Luke, ridden with guilt. She knows how tired Luke would be considering his job, but she had the audacity to fall asleep without making sure when Luke was going to come home. Especially when she realized she was the one with the key, oh wasn't that just dumb?

(y/n) tightened her hug. As she slowly woke up, she realized that this is the first time they were being this close. She should be nervous, shouldn't she? Oh well, that can be ignored; this is one form of apology she could give for now.

"Wanna have lunch together after you have a rest? I'll come home during lunch hours. Consider it my apology."

"Sure." Luke ruffled her hair, returning her gesture. "Let's just sleep for now, shall we?"

"Only after you clean up first. The sheet's only a week old. A quick one will do."

"Care to join?"

Pretty sure both of them are fully awake by what he just said.

a/n

Hello! Thank you for reading this fic! This is my first time writing after a loooonggg time of only writing for academic purposes. And because of that, I don't really bother to do any proofreading as I am very excited to publish this so pardon the typos and grammatical errors!

I also want to mention some things relating to the fic:

Here the reader is Rosa but I still use (y/n) as Rosa is only her nickname. Of course Luke will call her by her real name right?

I feel like the characters might be OOC but couldn't exactly pinpoint in which part. Kindly help me out with that if you felt like that too!

As written above, other pairings are coming soon. Luke seemed to be easier to make the scenario for, so he's my warm-up!

Thank you for reading this fic. I apologize if this isn't good enough, but I hope you still like this and it would be great if you're willing to give some constructive criticism!

Have a nice day, don't forget to drink your water!

much love, reona

#tears of themis #tears of themis imagine #tears of themis headcanons #tears of themis x mc #tears of themis x reader #tot #tot imagine #tot headcanons #tot x mc #tot x reader #tears of themis luke #tot luke #luke pearce #luke #pearce #xia yan #minase natsuhiko #natsuhiko minase

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arxxq · 1 year

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˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚୨⎯ "what is the true definition of love?" ⎯୧༊*·˚

≡;- ꒰ °Collaboration with @asukasjinji ꒱

explaination: originally we were going to do the enemies to lovers thing but bcs all ideas have vanished we discussed it again and have decided to do prompts instead for characters we write. there are about 30 prompts list down. none of them were my ideas and there were mostly found on pinterest so credits to the actual owners of the prompts.

☄. *. ⋆List of prompts:

1. “You talk alot in your sleep..do you love me that much?”

2. “You're cute when you smile, you should smile often”

3. “The sunset is beautiful don't you think?” (Angst)

4. “Yeah yeah you're cute now stop smiling at me like that”

5. “Trust me I'll be right here the whole time”

6. “Should I just stop talking?” | “don't, your voice is very soothing”

7. “I don't really know how to dance” | “it's never too late to learn”

8. “You're an idiot” [insert fond smile]

9. “You're a menace and you almost died back there if it wasn't for me”

10. “You could punch me and I'll still love you not gonna lie,"

11. “Be mine” | “is that a line from the book you're reading...?”

12. “I'm not that jealous type but what's mine is mine.”

13. “Whoever has a problem with us can come fight me”

14. “You're such a pain in the ass, both of literally and metaphorically”

15. “This reminded me of you..”

16. “Thank you” | “for what?” | “for coming into my life”

17. “I hope you know by now you mean the world to me”

18. “Do you ever wonder if we ever met in another lifetime?”

19. “Don't just leave me here!” | “who says I am?”

20. “Have you ever seen something prettier than this?!” | “yeah, you”

21. “Have you seen my hoodie?” | “Noo” | “you're wearing it aren't you?”

22. “Are you flirting with me?” | “you finally noticed?”

23. “Am i your lockscreen?” | “you weren't supposed to see that.”

24. “Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”

25. “If I do it you have to promise to kiss me”

26. “I think it's cute you need help to reach that”

27. “Are you planning to stay glued by my side the whole day?”

28. “You snuck into my room, at 4am...to cuddle?”

29. “We're in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?”

30. “I can't believe you talked me out of this...”

Rules: you may request a character along with the prompt number above and please make sure its in full detail so we are able to understand what you plan to request. please choose a character we might be able to write so there won’t be any complications.

I write for bllk characters and genshin impact and from what I've observed asukasjinji writes for bllk and jujutsu kaisen bcs I have seen some jujutsu kaisen works they have written before but just to be sure you may ask them again.

I might also write for tokyo revengers just don't know yet who i can write? (Can't wait for s2)

Reblogs are highly appreciated!!

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ladedanixie · 7 months

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I'm just gonna address this under the cut.

I love helluva boss. Its not a perfect show, but I deeply enjoy it and have re-watched it to death, especially when I was in bad spot. So when I critique it, its not from a place of hatred or pettiness, its more from a place of knowing how good it could be with better execution and focus. Now that I have gotten that out of the way, onto what I wanna say.

Just because someone critiques the show, or dislikes something you liked, does not mean they lack media comprehension or are just a hater. For example, Western Energy and Ozzie's being addressed in texts on Stolas' phone or people not understanding Blitz also cares about Stolas. Or even Seeing Stars, or Queen Bee not giving time to have an awkward moment or two. They say it'll be addressed eventually or its subtext.

And I'd concur. The show isn't over yet, it has 2 and 1/2 seasons more to go. But, that doesn't mean everything done so far is perfect.

First off, I understand that Blitz cares, Truth Seekers proves that, Ozzie's proves that, but if you're defending the texts in Western Energy or even the picture Blitz has on his phone of him and Stolas in Ozzie's, I'd like to counter that with not everyone is as obsessed with the show as you or me. There are casual fans, who yes, will throw their hat in the ring and critique the show, they usually don't pause or go back to read or double check the photos. That and some world-building elements, like the difference between Sinners and demons and imps, aren't explicitly addressed in the show. Sure Season 2 has somewhat addressed it, but there wasn't clarity and most causal viewers only know because other more invested viewers tell them. I know this because I'm a huge fan, and my friend who I got into the show, often asks for explanations.

People nitpick sometimes sure, like in Oops, when most people asked why didn't they just shoot Fizz (my friend was one of them), whereas I didn't think anything of it (probably mostly because I play dnd and I accepted Fizz's song as a Nat 20 on performance). Or claimed the song was too long, I loved the song and how long it was.

But nitpicks aren't bad, nor is all nitpicks made by solely casual fans. And not all critiques are nitpicks. I personally think that some bring up good points. Such as Western Energy and how Ozzie's was addressed in a series of texts between Blitz and Stolas, which if you blinked, you could have missed it. That and in order to read them, you would have to go back and go by frame by frame to read it. Pausing in-between. I am not of the belief that the texts should have been cut, but I do believe it could have been acknowledged if only a little in Seeing Stars (which I do have my opinions on, but I'll that in another post.) Because that would have been better structurally and could have set up the texts better.

Now to address another argument people make against critiques. And I will use Season 2 as my main example. Most people argue that the reason why Season 2 has gotten so much flack is due to people's built up expectations, the fanon, they created in their head. And sure that might be true. I've seen it in the reaction to Stella, which Sarcastic Chorus on youtube did a fantastic video on that that addresses the issue about that far better than I ever could. So check that out.

But I'll touch on it here anyway. Season 1 Stella was barely fleshed out. All we knew was that she was angry that Stolas cheated. Some eagle eyed views noticed her anger seemed to be mostly about him sleeping with an Imp and not the cheating, but aside from that, a picture, and a few split second scenes (Pilot: Blitz apologizing to her. Her telling Stolas to get up instead of her. Octavia briefly mentioning her.) We didn't know anything else about her. Some folks theorized about her in ways that created a lot of depth, only for Season 2 to reveal she was purely one dimensional with no sympathetic virtues whatsoever.

She was an abusive wife bound to Stolas out of a non negotiable duty to the Goetia family. It absolved Stolas of any responsibility or fault. Western Energy took it a step further and then robbed her of any weight as a villain in the story by introducing her brother and making him the mastermind. While Stella was painted as a pretty, petty, short-sighted, spoiled, impulsive brat. Which that's ok. I'm fine with her one dimensionality. Since the show never promised more than that. But some folks were really angry about it, claiming that the show did promise more. Now, that is a good example of building castles out of nothing but a potential future. Not to say that people aren't allowed to be disappointed with Stella's lack of depth. Because while the show didn't promise more, the lack of concrete evidence to the contrary allowed the space for potential. Thus, this is also a good example of how the show could have avoided this, if it were only clearer about Stella's personality from the beginning. Perhaps a scene or two more illustrating this.

This doesn't mean, that I think the creators suck. I do think they are doing the best they can, and are putting a lot of effort into the story. No, I don't think that I could do it better. Which sidebar, sometimes dissatisfaction with the execution of a story, and wanting to do it better i.e. your way, can lead to some pretty cool things. Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao comes to mind (The author took inspo from Darling in the Franxx, they were unhappy with how it executed it's concept and they took it and made Iron Widow.) Or any multitude of fanfic. Or stories inspired by stuff in the public domain. But critique is ok, it helps with becoming a better writer/story teller. It tells you what works and what doesn't. Moreover, critique is always a suggestion not a command. Yes, haters exist, entitled fans exist, and people who completely miss the point exist. And yes, smaller projects tend to get more flack, especially when it involves queer stories, but that doesn't mean the rest is all noise. Multiple things can be true at once.

Claiming that people just don't understand subtlety or that they are plain stupid, is just disheartening. As though the only way to enjoy a show is to do so without complaint. I will admit I dislike negativity as much as the next person. I do in fact avoid it. Hell sometimes I don't like seeing critique. And yes, people are allowed to dislike, or express distaste with people critiquing the show. But again, it feels as though its being held on a pedestal, as though it can do no wrong, and its kinda a dangerous mindset to maintain. Nothing is above critique, nothing is perfect, and that includes your favorite shows.

Now does this mean that Helluva Boss is inherently a bad show? No. Are there problems with it? Yes. But, Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder though. Which means not everyone agrees. But I love this show. What's wrong with wanting to see it do its best, live up to its potential? (Oops is epitome of Helluva Boss's potential in my opinion, btw, and I look forward to more.)

Besides, Helluva Boss's creators are still gonna do what they are gonna do. Does it matter what someone on the internet says about it?

#helluva boss critical #helluva boss #and helluva boss fandom critical?#long post

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anerdinallherglory · 2 years

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Approaching Sun (32)

Author’s Note: Dear readers, I am terribly sorry for how delayed this chapter has been. If you follow me on social media or have read my other Tumblr posts, I have explained my situation briefly, but will explain again here. My baby was born with Laryngomalacia and my life has become a crazy rollercoaster ride of doctor’s visits and sleepless nights. I couldn’t return to my job because of his health issue and had to give up the only job I’ve ever wanted. The last two years of my life has been dedicated to getting my Masters for this job, and just like that, it’s no longer mine. This has been a hard season for me, but I am thankful for my sweet baby and the time I get to be with him. In short, I will be a stay at home Mom until his health issue has resolved, so I am hoping to get an opportunity to write more. However, he is a pretty high-maintenance baby who only sleeps for 10 minutes at a time, so finding the extra time has been difficult. This chapter took an entire month worth of naps, even though it is shorter than my other chapters (sorry, but I have to submit as much as I can get done, and I’m sure you all want something instead of waiting longer). In addition, I am also hoping to use some of this time writing my own book, BTHG, which I hope to publish one day. Again, I want to thank you all so much for your dedication to this story and for continuing to support it through all seasons of these last several years. Let me know your thoughts about this chapter! Stay happy, stay healthy readers. Until next time.

Pairing: SasuSaku

Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31

Chapter 32: An Approaching Sun

In the moment that Sakura had asked him directly in the desert: “Is it enough for you?” Sasuke had known his answer in his heart. And when she turned away from him in the presence of Kankuro after their return hours earlier, the sight of her angry back made Sasuke realize it was the first time that he had ever seen it. Sasuke had practically begged for that confession, pleading for her to tell him how they could be together so he could justify the choice he had already made some time ago, justify choosing this despite all his many worries. Those words sung to his heart and caressed his concerns lovingly. He still gave her an out, asking “Is all of that true?” and when she said “yes,” it was Sasuke’s final unraveling. Th be at “yes” was the final reassurance that his stubbornness needed before he took hold of her chin.

Unlike the kiss of his dream in the desert, Sasuke was careful—so careful when placing his mouth on hers. His fingers held her chin firmly while he took time to unite their mouths. As he did so, he braced himself despite his nerves and deepened the kiss. Sakura responded carefully as well, and Sasuke lifted his hand to touch her cheek in reassurance. To say, I want this. I’ve wanted this. But his fingers brushed wetness and Sasuke instantly broke away, startled at the tears he found running down Sakura’s face.

He searched her eyes with worry, immediately apologizing. “Sorry—”

“No,” she smiled, grabbing hold of his receding face with her fingertips, and whispering, “—just happy.” Sasuke wanted to sigh in relief because those tears had always been a sign that he had hurt her, but this time she was happy. She brought his mouth back to hers, not wanting it to be over, and Sasuke let her lead for just a moment. He forced himself to pull back despite the fire rising in his stomach.

“Maybe we should discuss—” he began, anxiety creeping into his heart about what she was thinking, but Sakura’s brightly lit face, that growing smile that spread to her eyes, stopped him.

The laugh that came from Sakura sounded so sweet that Sasuke couldn’t help but blushing. “You want to talk?” And she was right, Sasuke was a terrible talker. But when it came to this choice, he wanted to make sure they were on the same page—would be on the same page always. Sasuke and Sakura both knew Sakura would be making a lot of sacrifices by accepting this relationship between them. The least he could do was attempt to communicate his concerns, clarify their steps, ask questions and more. He couldn’t afford to be reckless, not with her.

“Sasuke,” Sakura whispered, leaning forward into him. He stiffened instinctually at her nearness but softened when her arms wound softly around his neck in a tearful hug. He accepted the embrace. “Thank you,” she whispered again, “for giving us a chance. I promise I’ll do everything to make you happy.”

He buried his face into her shoulder, his heart simultaneously full and broken by those familiar words. And for a moment, Sasuke forgot all his previous reasons and wondered why he had waited all of this time. If he had only held her sooner. “Thank you,” he repeated, as she pulled back to look at him “for everything.”

Sasuke decided not to waste any more time or words. They would find time to talk about this later. And for a second time, they came together hesitantly, each finding one another’s lips with their own in the growing darkness of a moonless night. Sasuke didn’t retreat again when she whispered his name against his own mouth. Just as much as he wanted to convince Sakura that he meant this, he also wanted to convince himself that this wasn’t a reckless mistake he was making. Brazenly, even foolishly, he wanted to commit to it.

And then a knock came at the door. And they both practically flew away from each other to opposite sides of the room.

A smooth and uncomfortably familiar voice had both ninja blushing. “Just letting the two of you know that me…and Naruto… will arrive first thing in the morning. The Kazekage requested a meeting a couple days ago and we were supposed to be there tonight, but as always, I will most likely be late. Thought it would be proper to give you two a heads up.”

There was an audible poof as the clone of their former sensei evaporated just beyond the door.

Sakura raised her hand to cover her mouth, touch her lips, and gasp. Sasuke blushed and turned his back to her, contorting all emotions back into his controlled mask, embarrassed not only to be caught in such an act, but to have allowed them to be snuck up on by that old pervert of a ninja. And another thing, Kakashi hadn’t even made the slightest effort in disguising his intentional warning. Even Sakura knew it. How did Kakashi guess that such a thing might be occurring between them if Sasuke, himself, hadn’t planned for it to happen until just moments ago?

“How is he late,” Sakura started to grin sheepishly, “if his clone made it here at the designated time?”

Sasuke quickly glanced around at their location, noting the clothes on the floor, the shared room, themselvesacting appropriately guilty. Sasuke didn’t state the obvious: The Sixth Hokage was stalling for them so they could do some rearranging. To keep Naruto in the dark for now.

Sasuke walked quickly to the door, opened it, and scanned down the deserted hallway. There was nobody there. The Uchiha contemplated his next move. Should he leave? Go into Kaguya’s dimensions and wait until tomorrow? Perhaps he should meet the Hokage and Naruto halfway, that way he and Sakura weren’t seen together. Or should he toss all concern to the wind and just tell Naruto the truth? His former teammate had as much said they should be together, right? He had wished Sasuke that happiness verbally several weeks ago. Then why was this such a big deal?

Two soft hands rested on the top of Sasuke’s shoulders. “You’re overthinking this, aren’t you?” Sakura asked, leading Sasuke back away from the door and towards his bed. “We are what we have always been, Sasuke. Friends on a mission together.”

Sasuke scoffed at her lack of worry about Naruto—and through Naruto—the whole Leaf Village finding out about this.

He sat as she pressed down the front of his shoulders, gesturing for him to relax. “You’re not going anywhere tonight, so there’s no use in worrying. Focus on resting and regaining your strength.”

“Sakura—”

“Rest,” she shook her head. “Doctor’s orders.”

She retreated to her own sleeping spot without another word, settling down to rest. But Sasuke was certain she spent the rest of her night thinking about them, about the kissing and confessions, just as he did.

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Sakura had indeed spent the majority of the night in typical giddy fashion, replaying every second that she had only ever held in her desperate dreams. It had finally happened: them. Sasuke had chosen them. Sakura wasn’t foolish enough to allow her fantasies to run away with the images of a home that they shared, a family that they raised, the friends that surrounded them as they grew old together. Sakura knew exactly what would come as a result of their choice: a lonely and longing road. And Sakura was okay with that road because it was Sasuke and the world needed him. With her back to the Uchiha across the room, she touched her lips once more and felt the smile beneath her fingers. Eventually, she focused her chakra on her heart rate and induced her own slumber.

A few hours before sunrise, Sakura’s internal clock awakened her. She was far too conditioned by the relentless routine of the hospital back in Konoha to trick her body into sleeping longer, even after it still bore the extra lethargy of yesterday’s events. Her left hand was still stiff and sore from the damage to her tissue, and she instinctively channeled her chakra to it, keeping a consistent stream traveling to the limb until it healed completely. Sakura was relieved that she had this healing ability because the type of destruction done to her skin would be irreversible for others. As she readied herself, wrapping the hand delicately in thick bandage, she snuck a shy glimpse over in the sleeping Uchiha’s direction.

Sasuke slept soundly, a possibility that she thought would not likely happen due to his constant tossing and turning of wakefulness. At least one of them was now getting some decent sleep. It was still too early to wake him, but Sakura had been reprimanded more than once now for taking advantage of his sleep to pursue other matters. Retrieving a small blank scroll from one of the many shelves in the room, Sakura wrote the sign for “hospital” on the inner flap. She placed it visibly on her bed before quietly slipping from the room. He needed rest, and she wasn’t going to wake him.

When she arrived at the hospital, all of her overnight patients were still fast asleep. A blurry eyed medic greeted her warmly, expressing thankfulness for Sakura’s safety as well as her shock about Hisa and Mako. Sakura exchanged pleasantries, not too keen to talk about the topic of either of those two traitors. Her mind wandered to someone else, a child she desperately wanted to see.

When Sakura reached Isao’s mental health ward, she gently peeked through the crack. To her surprise, Isao was wide awake, sitting cross-legged in the dark of his room. “Miss Haruno?!” he whispered loudly, immediately recognizing her.

“Isao,” Sakura questioned as she stepped through the door, “Did your night terrors keep you from sleeping again? Did you not take your medicine?”

But the child didn’t answer her. Instead, he bolted off the bed and grabbed her around the waist. He cried into her stomach, sobs shaking his injured body. “I thought you might be dead!” he whimpered, “I thought you were gone…like her, like my mom.”

Sakura fell to her knees and embraced the child carefully, cursing herself for not checking in on him sooner despite Kankuro’s assurances. With her trained medical eye, Sakura immediately noticed the thick bandages that encompassed his ribs. She didn’t realize that Sasuke was the only one she needed to reassure about her position in the world. “You don’t have to worry about me, Isao. Nothing can take me away from this life. I’m not going anywhere.”

“You promise?” he wailed, his voice muffled in the space between Sakura’s shoulder and neck.

“Yes,” she assured, holding him out at arm’s length to assess him more carefully. Besides a wound to his arm and a broken rib or two, it seemed he was going to be all right. “You should be proud of yourself,” Sakura lifted his chin. “You fought by my side. You made it back. You did it with injuries, too. I think you have what it takes to be a great ninja.”

“Really?” he asked, wiping the streams of liquid from his eyes.

“Yes,” she assured him. “And I have great news.”

He smiled up at her in excited anticipation. “What news?”

“My friends are on their way. They’ll escort you back to the Leaf Village.”

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After Sakura rewrote the two letters addressed to the Kazekage and Hokage that Mako had confiscated after drugging her, Sakura made her way towards the Kazekage’s central tower. The sun began to rise in the east, mixing with the night to create that beautiful ombre sunrise of orange-blue-pink that belonged to this desert. In her current state of high spirits, Sakura thought that maybe the sun had gotten closer, warming the day and her skin like the sunrays after a long and laborious winter. But she knew it wasn’t really the sun approaching closer and closer every day, but instead, it was a person who had finally reached the season of spring in his life and opened his heart to a summer. Sakura beamed and took a moment to appreciate this monumental sunrise.

“SAKURA-CHAN!”

It was also special because it was the sunrise that would accompany the rest of Team 7’s arrival.

Sakura turned to see the orange and black-clad figure of that heartwarming voice barreling towards her, a grin that occupied half of his face, and a hand that waved back and forth. He ran and ran until he was just before her, leaning forward over his knees. Sakura had developed a habit of hugging her blond friend recently, and she didn’t hesitate to do so again this time, squeezing him so tightly that her blond shinobi’s face turned blue from her super-human strength of a hug.

“I’m—so glad—to see that—you’re safe! Can’t—breathe, Sakura…” Naruto choked out.

Sakura couldn’t help herself. Pinpricks of tears accompanied her smile. She had loved her time traveling with Sasuke, but apart from Sasuke, Naruto was one of the only people in this world that made her feel like home away from home, and she had missed him. And then Kakashi was there, raising his own familiar “yo” hand sign, dragging along an equally disinterested Shikamaru, whose attitude was the complete opposite than it was when Tamari usually led him through the adobe buildings of Suna.

After releasing Naruto, Kakashi was there placing a compassionate hand on her shoulder, a gesture that he used to do regularly when she was a Genin. “I’m proud of you.”

And those words meant the entire world.

“Gaara!” Naruto yelled to the person who had come up behind her. “Long time no see!”

And the warm expression that the Kazekage returned to his friend from another village, revealed to Sakura that Naruto was that person for others, too.

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Kakashi had had a rather amusing night, devising a plan to keep both Shikamaru and Naruto delayed in their journey. All it took was a stall in the form of a competition, which was really simple to do actually. Kakashi had jokingly remarked that out of the three of them, he could outsleep both lazy ninja because he, of course, was the Hokage and the laziest among the three. The rules were simple: During their hour break of rest, Kakashi would summon a clone to supervise them while they rested, monitoring who would naturally wake up first. Naruto yelled “you’re on!” and ran 10 miles at his highest speed to tire himself out enough that he would sleep soundly through the hour. Whether or not Shikamaru was smart enough to see through Kakashi’s plan, he didn’t argue, lounging backward in the sand on the border of the Country of Wind, and crossing an arm lazily over his eyes. If Kakashi had a large sum of money, he would make a bet here and now that Shikamaru would win this.

After his two counterparts were open mouthed, and drool bubbling, Kakashi sent away his clone with a head nod. It disappeared into the setting sun toward the Sand Village. Then Kakashi waited, enjoying a night of stars while reading his beloved Icha Icha Paradise by firelight. This was more like it, he thought to himself, glad to be unburdened by the demanding lifestyle of the Hokage.

When Gaara had requested a meeting via carrier bird, Kakashi’s brow had furrowed at first to learn about Sakura’s situation, along with the enemy she and Sasuke had encountered on their journey. The Kazekage requested that he or someone close to him report to Sunagakure. And then Kakashi had pinched his chin in careful thought as he admired the surmounting pile of paperwork on his desk.

“Want to go on a trip?” he had asked Shikamaru, who nodded off at his position.

“Not really,” Shikamaru responded disinterestedly.

Kakashi baited, “I guess I could take Naruto with me to meet with the Kazekage, instead.”

“The Kazekage?” he probed, “A trip to Sunagakure?”

“Yes,” he stretched, unfurling the scroll he received from Gaara, so that Shikamaru could take a better look from afar. “It seems there are some foreign shinobi causing problems for Sakura.”

“Hmmm…” Shikamaru pondered, coming to read the offered scroll over Kakashi’s shoulder. “It’ll be a drag, but I guess I can go. Don’t want anything to happen to Sakura.”

Mhm, Kakashi thought to himself. Because of Sakura. That wasn’t the kunoichi on Shikamaru’s mind. Kakashi realized suddenly that he was too involved in all the lives of this young generation. How did he always find himself knowing too much?

“Then it’s settled,” Kakashi nodded, snapping the scroll back into it’s rolled-up position.

And then the door of his office was practically kicked through. “I’m still going,” Naruto announced, startling both Kakashi and Shikamaru as he announced his obvious eavesdropping.

“If Sakura is in danger, then I’d better be there.”

And that’s how Kakashi ended up with two knuckleheads on a week vacation to the Sand Village. And then Kakashi’s logical next thought had been of the other two members of Team 7. He had been ecstatic when he learned that Sakura had temporarily accompanied the Uchiha on his life-long mission and that Sasuke had let her. Years of reading Makeout Tactics informed Kakashi of what was to become between the pair, a natural progression of suppressed feelings over the course of many years. Most of the time, there was only one outcome if a male and female shinobi embarked on a long journey together. Sending the clone was a precaution, just in case his suspicions were correct, and their unexpected drop-in might cause a stir.

But Kakashi had never expected to walk in on that…When the clone disappeared and the events that his clone just witnessed dropped into his memory, Kakashi laughed quietly to himself under the stars. He grinned up at those same luminaries for a moment, grateful that both of his ninja pupils had finally navigated their way to one another through the murk of life and had decided to take on that life together. Sasuke had finally, finally let her in, and the knowledge felt like the Uchiha had come home again.

Well done, Sakura. Naruto may have brought him home, but what you have done, is shown him a path to his own special happiness.

The Sixth Hokage had lounged back into the grass, placing his open book over his eyes. He didn’t wake Shikamaru and Naruto, when the hour expired, after all. And to his surprise, when the other two ninja woke him the next morning, Kakashi had won the competition.

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Sasuke stepped out of his portal just in front of the Kazekage’s building, anticipating the cringey reception he would receive from Kakashi and Naruto once he reached Gaara’s office. He took his time climbing the steps. When he entered the room, the Uchiha quietly leaned back against the far wall to avoid interrupting the conversation that was already occurring.

“Essentially, we are asking for the Leaf’s cooperation with us as we search Tanigakure for the enemy’s whereabouts,” The Kazekage announced from behind his desk. “It is a territory between our villages, and it would be best if both village personnel were present during searches, so it seems more diplomatic to the citizens of Tanigakure.”

The white-haired ninja nodded, Naruto voicing his sensei’s unspoken response. “Of course, The Leaf will work with you Gaara. Isn’t that right Kakashi-sensei?!”

Kakashi pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh. “Can’t you at least call me ‘Lord Hokage’ when we are on official business?”

Naruto ignored him and announced. “If they’re going after Sakura, then of course we will help. I’ll go find them myself!”

Sasuke shook his head in withdrawn amusement at his teammate’s old habits of needing to be the center of attention in literally every setting. Sasuke’s eyes also found Sakura, who stood at the front of the party, tapping her foot impatiently. She clutched two letters to her chest and Sasuke sensed that she was waiting for an opportunity to interject, little to no concern about this topic. Sasuke smirked. She couldn’t care less about some target on her back by shinobi that belonged to the same group she had already gone head-to-head with.

“If they can’t be found,” a spikey ponytailed ninja remarked, and Sasuke quickly identified his childhood classmate, Shikamaru. “Then wouldn’t it be better to draw them out? They are after Sakura after all. We could just wait for them to strike again.”

Sasuke frowned. He didn’t like that idea. Shikamaru had never been one of Sasuke’s favorites, and the Uchiha liked him considerably less whenever he made suggestions about using his friends as bait. Genius he may be, but Sasuke didn’t have to like him or his ideas.

“I’m sure we can think of something…” Kakashi thought out loud, drawing the eyes of the room in his direction.

“While you’re thinking about it,” Sakura finally spoke, handing both Kakashi and Gaara each one of the letters she held. “I would like to request both of your considerations regarding a matter concerning a young boy here in Sunagakure. He’s been through a lot, and he expresses interest toward starting anew in the Leaf Village.”

Kakashi and Gaara both surveyed the letters in their hands, and Sasuke could see even from where he stood that the reports were extensively detailed. Once again, Sasuke found himself admiring his teammate’s professional persona who seemed like a different person altogether.

“He has expressed the desire to train as a shinobi, but I also want him to continue treatment at the Children’s health clinic in Konoha. I am requesting that he be released by Sunagakure into Konoha’s care until the child decides he’s ready to return.”

“I’ll talk with my council, but I approve as long as the Leaf is willing,” Gaara agreed, glancing over at Kakashi to assess his reaction.

“Of course, that’s okay,” said Kakashi, beaming over at Sakura. “However, some people in the Leaf might harbor negative sentiments toward the youth for various, equally ridiculous reasons. He might be accused of things like being a spy, might be shunned, and more. Can he handle situations like this?”

Sasuke watched Sakura carefully weigh Kakashi’s words. There was a shadow of worry that crossed her face for just a second and then Naruto was elbowing her. “I’ll keep an eye on him!”

“How can you be in Tanigakure looking for Sakura’s aggressors and be in Konoha to…” Shikamaru began but then trailed off as he held everyone’s dumbfounded gazes, “…never mind. I’m not on my game today. I’m obviously overworked.” They all let out a laugh because everyone knew exactly how Naruto would do it with his infamous shadow clone jutsu.

“I’m certain Isao will be okay, but any time you can spare him, would be great, Naruto. Being around you would do him some good,” Sakura said and everyone around the room nodded in agreement. Even Sasuke agreed silently to himself in the back. Being around Naruto had changed each and every person in this room, including himself.

“He can travel back with us when we leave,” Kakashi announced, and Sakura grinned in success.

Gaara quickly changed the topic back to the most pressing matter at hand. “We have Sakura’s assailants in custody. I’d like all your personal evaluations of them as shinobi.”

Everyone in the room nodded, and the Kazekage turned to Kankuro. “Take them to the prison. Sakura, if you don’t mind, I’d like to discuss something with you in more detail.” Sasuke’s ears pricked at the mention of her staying behind. But his rational self reasoned that it was likely just to talk about the events of yesterday.

“Uchiha can further explain who they are while Sakura and I finish up, right Sasuke?” Gaara asked toward Sasuke’s direction without even looking up from the paperwork on his desk, both revealing Sasuke’s presence to his fellow Leaf-shinobi and volunteering him to work. Annoying sand guy.

Of course, they all spun at the mention of his name, locating him against the far wall. He didn’t wave or smile, but just crossed his arms in typical Uchiha fashion.

While Naruto was practically leaping toward him, shouting “There you are Sasuke!” Sasuke couldn’t help but catch Sakura’s eye and the Uchiha stiffened at the obvious embarrassment that flashed across her face for the briefest of seconds before she shyly looked away. And even when his loser of a best friend was wrapping his arm around Sasuke’s neck in an annoying way of showing affection, Sasuke didn’t miss the fact that Kakashi also noticed Sakura’s display, and Sasuke caught his sensei’s knowing expression as the Hokage looked back and forth between the two with one smiling eye. Sasuke sighed. They were screwed.

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