#naruto haku x reader | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

philistiniphagottini · 5 months

Note

ITS COOKIE 🍪 😃 um anyway HAKU YUKI 28 PLEASE AND THANK YOU YOURE MY FAVE WRITER OF MY FAVE WRITING OFFICIALLY

Hi Cookie, glad you stopped by. Aww thank you so much for the kind words, I'm blushing :) And thanks for the request. I hope you like it.

28. Period Sex

(cw for period sex, mentions of blood, fem!reader)

NSFW below the cut

You couldn’t suppress the spine-tingling shiver that wracked your body when you felt the crown of Haku’s erection kiss your poor, neglected clit. You sucked down a sharp breath as the bundle of nerves throbbed harshly, prompting a trickle of blood to leak from your swollen pussy. You whimpered softly, squirming underneath your partner as your body retreated further into your makeshift nest, soft pillows and fluffy blankets tickling your bare skin with every move you made. You choked on a moan of pleasure as Haku’s hips tilted forward, the head of his cock pressing intimately against your soaked entrance. A small hiss whistled through your teeth as your hands flew to his waist, sharp nails scratching his skin as you tried to anchor yourself.

"Haku" you whined. "Sensitive."

A patient smile tilted Haku’s lips as he gazed down at you, warmth swimming in the depths of his eyes. He smoothed his hands over your plush thighs, thumbs rubbing soothing circles into your searing skin, easing the tension out of your muscles.

"I know, I know" Haku replied. "I promise to be gentle."

"Are you sure? It’s really…messy down there."

Haku pressed a fleeting kiss to your cheek, fondling nuzzling the tip of his nose into the soft skin before he leaned back. "It’s okay. A little blood will not put me off. Just let me spoil you."

A contented noise bubbled up your throat as Haku continued to rub soothing patterns into your body, coaxing you into relaxing further and easing your troubles away. Your stomach still ached from menstrual cramps, a dull throb settling in the pit of your gut as you constantly shifted, trying to find a position to lay in that didn't aggravate the pain. A moan stirred in your chest as Haku nudged his hips forward, sinking more of his heated arousal into you as your silky lips parted for him with little resistance. You continued to watch him ease into you with dazed eyes, unable to tear your gaze from where your bodies were joined in fervorous rapture. A shaky sigh fell from Haku’s lips, long lashes brushing against his hot cheeks as his eyes threatened to slip close from the onslaught of bliss. You always felt so heavenly around him and right now, your pussy was so warm and tight it made his nerves fray at the edges. He paused when he was fully sheathed inside of you, his hips flush to yours. You struggled to breathe, pulse racing frantically beneath your skin as your blood simmered in your veins. You dragged your nails across his porcelain skin, leaving behind faint red lines as a tight knot coiled in your stomach.

"Does it feel good?" Haku asked.

You nodded; hair ruffled against the soft pillow supporting your head as you swallowed the budding saliva on your tongue. "So good."

Haku hummed softly as he started to move, slowly dragging his cock through your slick folds. The leisurely pace of his hips made you moan beneath him, your voice gracing his ears like a chime from a shimmering bell. Another warm smile pulled at his rosy lips; the bruised skin parted around soft sounds of your name.

"You take me so well" Haku praised. "Such a good girl."

You fought to peel your tongue off the roof of your mouth long enough to form a coherent response. But all that escaped your parted lips was a breathy whisper of his name as your body trembled beneath him. Your body continued to burn with bliss, the discomfort in your stomach rapidly dissipating as Haku slowly dragged his cock through your plush walls, letting you feel the veins on his steadily throbbing dick with each punctuated roll of his hips. Your ears burned red hot at the wet sound coming from between your joined bodies, your thighs dripping with beads of arousal that stained your clammy skin as your insides were turned to mush.

You whined and twisted beneath Haku as his warm hands skimmed your sides, fingertips dancing over your torso as they walked up your soft belly. His greedy hands pawed at your heaving chest, cupping your soft, bouncing tits and giving them a firm squeeze. A loud squeak was wrenched from your lips as his deft fingers plucked your nipples, the slender digits rolling the sensitive buds into stiff peaks with practiced ease. Your walls fluttered around him as his fingers rubbed at the sensitive nerves, sending sparks of electricity to race along your back until your spine curved into a beautiful arch.

"Ahh, Haku" you moaned, each syllable dripping from your mouth like warm honey.

Your toes curled into the soles of your feet as Haku hummed gently, the vibrations dancing along your skin and making every hair on the nape of your neck stand up with a silent shiver. Long strands of brunette hair tickled your skin as he leaned forward, forehead pressed to yours as his lips grazed the tip of your nose.

"You look beautiful" Haku whispered.

His words only made the heat inside of you burn hotter, smouldering embers turning into brighter flames as your body was edged ever closer to your inevitable high. With each slow and precise rock of Haku’s hips the tension coiled tighter, threatening to shatter at a moment’s notice and drown you in an endless abyss. You weaved your fingers through his hair, silky strands curling around your fingertips as you pulled him closer, lips desperate to find his. A soft moan stirred in Haku’s chest as you caught his lips in a searing kiss, your breath puffing against his heated skin. You whined against his mouth, tongue pushing against the seam of his lips as you grind your hips against his, desperate for any extra spark of friction that could help you stumble over the edge.

"Are you close?" Haku asked, hot breath tickling your lips. "Is my pretty girl going to cum?"

You nodded along to his words, grip in his hair tightening as your nails pressed into his scalp. A small smile tilted his lips as he kissed you, a hand slipping between your bodies to toy with your aching clit. He adored the sound that crawled out of your throat as his thumb pressed against the tightly packed bundle of nerves. You threw your head back as a loud moan stung your throat, echoing around your stuffy bedroom as you pressed your face into the comforting embrace of your pillow. Haku dragged his lips across your jaw, butterfly kisses tickling your throat as his tongue darted out to taste the sweat dotting your skin. You could feel his cock throbbing inside your creamy walls, the head of his erection grinding against your sweet spot and making stars waver in your vision. He rubbed your clit in tight, firm circles, the swollen flesh shrieking from his attention as the pressure inside of you finally reached boiling point.

You could barely utter a warning, mind dazed and head feeling light as your world exploded around you. The coil in your stomach unfurled, bathing your body in white hot rapture. Haku wedged his bottom lip between his teeth, stifling the sultry moan that tickled the back of his throat as your ichor coated his entire length, your pussy gripping him like you were afraid to let go. His hips stuttered, fingers squeezing your pliant body as he moaned your name, warmth spreading across your abdomen as he spilled his seed deep inside you. Your body sank into the comforting confines of your bed, heart racing frantically in your ears as you tried to regain control of your breathing.

You shivered when Haku removed himself from you with a loud pop, pearls of his sticky cream dribbling through your folds as you pressed your legs together to try and stem the flow of fluids leaking from your core. You leaned into Haku’s comforting touch, your senses sluggishly crawling back to you as he pressed his lips to your temple.

"You did so well for me" he whispered, pressing another fleeting kiss to your skin.

You purred with content, soaking up all of his attention as he pampered you with more sweet affection and words of affirmation. The mess you made was a problem for future you to deal with.

#my writing #request #anon #naruto #naruto smut #haku yuki #haku yuki x reader #haku x reader #female reader #x reader

59 notes · View notes

animeomegas · 1 year

Text

24 Hours - Chapter 5

[Alpha!Reader x Haku]

Summary: You were starting to get through your friend group by this point, and the pool was narrowing down as to who could be left. That’s why it’s confusing when you wake up in sheets washed in rose water. Who of your friends would do something like that?! GN!Alpha!Reader x Multiple

Warnings: N-sfw content

(Omg, we’re getting so close to the end now! This is the penultimate chapter before the epilogue and things are certainly getting complicated. How is @omeganronpa going to pick?? I don’t envy the job. Anyway, happy holidays and I hope you enjoy it!!! 💞💞)

Word count: 5.5k

Prologue - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Epilogue

You woke slowly today, your limbs still feeling heavy and relaxed in the best possible way, with only had one thought echoing around your head:

“You will have 24 hours with the seven people you could love the most and who could love you in return. Learn so that you may choose wisely.”

No, not that one, you thought irritated, mentally waving it away. This one:

Why did it smell like roses?

You sat up, trying to locate the smell, but as you moved, the scent faded; it was coming from the bedsheets. You laid back down and buried your face into the silk pillows, taking a deep breath and savouring the fresh scent and the softness on your skin. It smelt like the sheets had been washed in rose water.

You wracked your brain thinking about which one of your friends would wash their bedsheets in rose water, but you drew a blank. You could maybe see Neji doing it, but you knew it wasn’t him. Other than that… who? Unless this was the world where you became a stay-at-home alpha and you’d gone overboard on the cleaning from boredom.

A snoop around the room only left you with more questions. You’d gone straight to the window first, to see if you were in a clan compound of some description, but no, it looked like you were in a single detached cottage somewhere very wooded, perhaps on the Northern outskirts of Konoha, but you weren’t sure. The wardrobe had unfamiliar clothes, unfamiliar things, no framed photos apart from yours… You were seriously going into this one blind. The only thing you did notice was that the box of weaponry in the room contained weapons that you rarely use, so they likely didn’t belong to you.

So, this person was a shinobi… that was all you had to go on. Which was basically nothing because you didn’t know any people who weren’t shinobi.

Feeling uncomfortable from the lack of information, you decided to get dressed so you felt more prepared, choosing clothing that was easy to fight or flee in, just to calm your nerves. You didn’t actually expect anything to escalate but being alone in the woods with an unknown shinobi was putting you on edge.

The house you were in was small, and as you stepped out onto the landing, fully intending to check out the other rooms, you quickly realised there was only one other door, and it led to a quaint bathroom. So much for gathering information before going downstairs. You were just going to have to bite the bullet and see who it was for yourself.

You descended the stairs without incident, unfortunately there was no smell of breakfast cooking, but you when you got to the bottom, you heard something faint in the distance. Someone was… singing?

You walked through the house, noting how beautiful it was as you went, following the singing. Neji and your home had been beautiful, but simple and traditional. This home was like something out of a magazine, with the perfect arrangement of blankets and cushions on every soft surface, a cute window seat, fresh flowers on every table and an immaculate warm toned colour scheme. You were getting more and more convinced that this person was just going to be like, someone you had a mission with one time, rather than one of your friends, because you couldn’t think of any of them that would (or could) design a home like this.

Following the voice led you all the way through the house and to a kitchen with an open back door. Hesitantly, you peered out.

The singing man had his back to you. He was wearing house clothes but with an apron and sunhat on, and his hair was incredibly long and dark, the tips of the dark strands resting at the back of his upper thighs (and you had to consciously stop yourself from thinking about the upper thigh region after last night’s massage shenanigan.) He was walking around with a watering can and tending to a magnificent garden. The house was small, but the garden had no such constraints.

From what you could see, the garden was designed around a series of walkways, so there was no real open green space, just trails of green that led you in between numerous flower beds and collections of wildflowers. The garden seemed to hold everything from daffodils to watermelons, and unlike the day you’d just come from, summer was clearly in full swing, sunlight filtering through all the leaves.

It was beautiful and you clearly had the mysterious man to thank for it. The way he watered and pruned the garden spoke of such love and care, that it almost made you feel emotional by proxy.

You also felt a bit silly for being scared of being alone with this person when they were clearly so attached to bringing life, not ending it.

You watched as he put the watering can down and turned, catching sight of you in the doorway. He smiled, adjusting his sunhat and basically floating his way over to you.

For a second you had no idea who he was, and when you figured it out, it took another second for you to pick your jaw up off the floor. There was no way.

“Are you alright?” he asked softly as he approached. His voice sounded different now, not massively so, but enough that you weren’t surprised that you didn’t recognise it. “You look surprised.”

“I’m fine, Haku,” you said, forcing out his name just to check. You half expected confusion, questions about who Haku was, but no, he only smiled at you again. He looked so stunning in the sunlight, dirt on his fingers, adorable apron.

It was Haku. From your first C Rank mission all those years ago.

You remembered everything like it was yesterday. It was such a defining moment in your shinobi career and with your team, hell, even in your life. When Zabuza had died to Kakashi’s Chidori, Haku had been distraught. He’d been even worse when Gato revealed his plan and Haku had believed Zabuza to have died for nothing. He had expressed a desire to die too, at the time.

Thankfully, he had stayed for a while longer and Naruto’s famous therapy-no-jutsu had convinced him to find something else to live for, whatever it was. He had of course told Haku to return with you all to Konoha, but Haku had graciously declined.

“Maybe one day,” he had said. “But for now, I need to be alone. I need to think.”

And he’d gone. Naruto had talked about letting Haku into Konoha when he was one day Hokage, but you had privately believed that you’d never see him again.

But you must have been wrong, because here he was. He must have moved here at some point in the last few years, and you had… hooked up with him.

You blushed deeply. It was something of an open secret within the original Team 7 that all of you had had a crush on Haku by the end of that mission, although Sakura was more reluctant to admit it than you or Naruto, and Sasuke was still in a denial that no one believed.

Could you blame any of you though? He was the prettiest boy you’d ever seen, talented too, a little older, foreign and he had a cool bloodline limit. That was perfect first crush material in your opinion.

But apparently, that first crush was now here as your mate. Fuck, you must have some sort of blessing from some god with what your dating pool apparently looked like. This experience was showing you that you either had more game than you thought or perhaps future you had been a quick learner, because some of the omegas you were pulling were so far out of your league.

“I was just about to start collecting the herbs and tomatoes for our breakfast this morning,” he said, picking up a small basket that was by your feet. “Heat up the oven and I’ll be through in a few minutes, and we can start cooking.”

He was so beautiful when he smiled. It was a real smile too, nothing like the way he had smiled when you’d last seen him.

“Okay,” was the only thing you could force your mouth to say. You were going to make breakfast with Haku. Okay. You hadn’t considered these cycles drug induced dreams for a while, but now those thoughts were coming flooding back at the absurdity of the situation.

You headed back into the kitchen and put the oven to preheat, taking a look around as you did. There was clutter everywhere, including a shelf filled with various jams and preserves and a shelf underneath that looked like healing balms and various herbal medicines. The flowers in the kitchen were white peonies. Now that you’d seen the garden you were no longer surprised by how many bouquets of flowers there were around the house.

You decided to busy yourself finding random breakfast ingredients and putting them on the counter, until Haku walked in, taking off his sunhat and apron and hanging them by the backdoor.

“Let me wash my hands and we can get started,” he said, bringing his muddy hands over to the sink. “I’ve been looking forward to today all week.”

“I’m glad,” was the only thing you could think to say; you weren’t sure why this day was special. “I’m excited too.”

Haku finished washing and drying his hands and then turned his beautiful doe eyes towards you.

“Let’s get started.”

You had decided to bake bread together in the end, with all the herbs and tomatoes that Haku had collected earlier.

You had learnt how much Haku loved to sing and dance as well, when the radio had been turned on the second the cooking started, and he’d been humming, singing and dancing his way around the kitchen ever since. His energy had been infectious, and you couldn’t help but join him.

Which is why now, as the bread baked in the oven, you were twirling a flour covered Haku around the kitchen.

You were pressed up tightly against each other to avoid knocking anything in the tiny kitchen and you could feel every rise and fall of his chest against yours.

You swayed together to the beat, just about avoiding stepping on Haku’s feet. The euphoria of dancing with someone else was burning hot. It was intimate, fun and a little clumsy.

“This feels like the right dance for baking bread,” Haku joked, knocking his hips against yours.

“I can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not,” you said honestly, knocking him back. Haku only laughed his laugh that sounded like bells tinkling.

As the final crescendo of the song hit, you twirled him once more, watching his hair fan out around him.

He laughed so openly as you did it.

“You’re going to make me dizzy,” he complained, still smiling.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to catch you,” you grinned in return, suddenly pulling him in and dipping him backwards. Haku gasped, but let it happen, his hands looping around your neck.

You remained frozen there, in a dipped position for longer than you had planned. Haku just looked so stunning like that, happily flushed, eyes gleaming and covered in baking materials.

Slowly, the song came to a close and you stood up, bringing Haku with you. You were both panting and still covered in flour from the bread.

“You have flour on your nose,” you said quietly, looking at him intensely.

“Then you should get it off,” he replied, fluttering his eyelashes at you.

You slowly and methodically wiped the flour of his nose with your thumb. You suddenly felt compelled to lick your thumb, but you were pretty sure the flour wouldn’t taste very nice, so you managed to resist.

The little egg timer started to ring, jolting your both apart.

“The bread’s ready,” Haku said, crouching down and opening the oven and pulling out the tray with the two breads on it. Both looked beautiful, the arrange of herbs creating a mini garden effect on the bread. “Why don’t you pick out a savoury jam from the shelf while I get the juice out of the fridge?”

It turned out to be one of the most aesthetic and tasty breakfasts you’d had in a long time.

…

“Ah, it’s almost midday, I have to get going to deliver my salves,” Haku said from where his head was laying on your shoulder. After all the food had been eaten, he’d pushed his chair right up against yours and shuffled against you. You had been sitting there in comfortable silence for a while, playing with the strands of his hair and internally mourning that there wasn’t any leftover bread for later.

“Deliver the salves?” you parroted automatically.

“Yes, I mentioned it yesterday, remember? It’s time that I deliver to my older clients who can’t make it out here to pick up their herbal medicine themselves. I also promised to drop a couple of extra bottles of burn salves at the hospital today because they have been running low after an issue at their greenhouse.”

Haku was hand delivering homemade medicine? And he must be really talented if he’s got the hospital asking for his remedies too.

“Can I join you?” you asked, eager to see more of this future Konoha. You’d still mostly only seen the inside of clan compounds, but this sounded like Haku was making a journey all around town, and you desperately wanted to see some more. And spend time with Haku, of course, not that you weren’t mostly sure that this was a fever dream again because he was way out of your league.

“I’d love you to come,” he said, nuzzling at your shoulder a little. “We should go sooner rather than later.”

Haku made no move to get up, despite his words, so you sat there for a bit longer, looking out the glass door at the garden again. You hoped you’d have time to explore a bit of the garden before you went onto your next cycle because it really was stunning.

Haku picked up a bit of cheese left from breakfast and popped it in his mouth before sighing. You smiled at the obvious procrastination.

“Come on,” you said, tapping him on the shoulder to encourage him to lift his head. “It’ll be fun.”

“If I’m with you, everything is fun,” Haku said earnestly, causing you to disguise your little flustered noise behind a cough.

“Then we have no reason to put it off,” you said, hoping the blush wasn’t too obvious. “Why don’t you tell me about all the salves you’re delivering while we get ready?”

…

It became clear after walking around the main areas of Konoha that things had changed a lot. You automatically looked towards things like alleyways and shops, only to find them missing or replaced by something else.

Even new buildings from after the Sound invasion were gone, despite how recently they were built. It made you nervous to entertain why the whole village had basically been replaced, so you tried to focus on how lively everything was. It energised you to see people having fun, bustling around and going about their business. You’d been out of the village so much that you hadn’t actually seen Konoha in the daytime for months.

Kami, you were starting to realise it was mostly your fault that you were lonely. Maybe you should start specialising in something that would keep you in the village more often, like paperwork or teaching or… torture? Maybe not that last one.

“The first house is just up here, above the bakery,” Haku said, taking your hand and leading you up a narrow staircase to a wooden door. He knocked and you both waited.

An old woman opened the door, cautiously at first, but her face lit up when she saw Haku standing there.

“Oh, Haku, it’s so nice to see you!” she said, clasping her hands together.

“You as well Mrs. Honda,” he replied, opening his satchel fill with balms and salves. “I have your order right here.”

He handed her a jar from the bag, and she accepted it gratefully. She then reached behind the door where you couldn’t see and procured a box of what looked like brownies.

“I have these here as a thank you for coming all the way out to deliver,” she said. As Haku accepted the box, she leant out and pinched one of his cheeks.

“You know, you are such a sweet young man, I wish my grandsons were more like you.”

“That is kind of you to say,” Haku said, gracefully handling his cheeks being abused. “I hope you have a wonderful day Mrs. Honda.”

He really was perfect at handling older clientele, you thought, amused.

“Are they all going to manhandle you like that?” you teased as you both walked to the next house. “Because if so, I might start to get jealous.”

“You definitely have nothing to worry about,” he smiled, holding out his hand for you to take. “And if it makes you feel better, you’re more than welcome to pinch my cheeks.”

You laughed and chatted for a few hours as you made your way down the list and before you knew it, you were walking into the hospital.

“Excuse me,” Haku said politely as he approached the front counter. “My name is Haku, I’m here to deliver some burn salves and-“

You tuned him out and decided to looked around at the new hospital instead. Gosh, the hospital in the future looked so cool! It was way bigger than the one you’d escaped from, I mean, been admitted to countless of times. You wandered over to the big sign on the wall that told you what was on each floor and scanned the list.

Woah, there was a mental health ward now? Talk about a long time coming. Oh well, better late than never. You definitely had a list of people that desperately needed such a thing, starting with everyone on your genin team, of course.

Speaking of your genin team, a flash of pink in the corner of your eye caught your attention.

“Sakura?” you called out automatically. She stopped and looked around, her face lighting up when she saw you.

“Hey! I haven’t seen you around in ages!” she said, coming over and pulling you into a hug. She looked so cool and grown up now, and she walked around the hospital like she owned it, not that that would surprise you.

“I know!” you said, excited. She wasn’t wrong even if you were thinking of a different period of separation. “How are you?”

“Exhausted,” she said, laughing. “But when am I not. The new trainees have just started, and I swear they add to the workload somehow. But my life is boring, how are things going with you and Haku?”

She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and you automatically hit her arm, blushing from the teasing. It felt so natural and relaxing to be here with Sakura, talking about crushes like the old days. You had missed this a lot. That settled it, you needed to make sure you were around in the village a bit more.

“Great!” you said, feeling confident with the answer. If everyday was anything like today, ‘great’ would be an understatement. “He’s perfect, amazing even, I don’t know how he ended up with someone like me.”

She laughed and covered it with a cough.

“Oh, I love you, but you are as dense as a rock sometimes,” she said, shaking her head amused. You had no idea what she was talking about. Probably some future thing you weren’t going to get, so you just smiled and hoped the conversation would move on. Thankfully, it did.

“Do you still want to go,” she leant in and lowered her voice. “Ring shopping with me next week? I managed to get Saturday off.”

Ring shopping? Oh. She was probably talking about an engagement ring… For Haku. You turned to check on him and saw that he was still chatting with the receptionist who also seemed to be resisting the urge to either pinch his cheeks or give him a lollipop. This version of you had planned to propose soon, then.

You weren’t even a little surprised. As you’d already mentioned, if every day was even a little bit like today, you could understand the decision to make things permanent and official. If anything, you were surprised that it hadn’t happened already, but then again, you didn’t know how long it’d been since he came to Konoha. You obviously haven’t had the same time with him as you would with say, Shikamaru.

“That sounds perfect, Sakura, thanks,” you said earnestly. You hoped she would come with you to choose a ring no matter who you chose. “I should go and rescue Haku from the receptionist now, but I’ll speak to you soon, okay?”

“Absolutely,” she grinned, hugging you once more before running off into one of the back rooms.

It took longer than you’d hoped to rescue Haku because as soon as you’d approached you had to hear a whole spiel about how cute of a couple you two were before the receptionist got distracted by a group walking in and you could thankfully leave.

“I only have one more house to visit,” Haku said suddenly, looking over your shoulder to a restaurant you didn’t recognise. “Why don’t you pick up some food from there for dinner? It was so good last time we went and I’m too tired to cook. Then we can meet back at home?”

His suggestion sounded fair, but the spark in his eye made you think he had some kind of ulterior motive.

“Okay,” you agreed slowly. You didn’t want to call him out, so you just agreed.

“Make sure you get dishes that are supposed to be eaten cold,” Haku instructed as he walked away. “Those are perfect for summer. And don’t forget dessert!”

With that he was gone, skipping off like he knew something you didn’t. Oh well, probably best to just do as you were told.

…

You had ended up getting nervous and buying basically everything on the menu that could be eaten cold, so you returned home a little later than expected, especially considering it took a little trial and error to find the small cottage.

Despite that, the lights were still off, so you appeared to have beaten Haku home.

Or not… because as you opened the door, laden with bags of food, you saw rose petals and tea lights all over the floor, directing you to follow them into the house. What?

“Haku?” you called out, tentatively following the petals. “Are you there?”

Anticipation and suspense built as you walked, and eventually the petals led you to the back door, the summer evening was still well lit, but the petals curved round a path that you couldn’t see the end of. Hopefully this wasn’t just a very elaborate trap.

It wasn’t a trap.

The petals led you round the back of the garden to a little alcove amongst tall grass and flowers, partially shaded by a willow tree. In the centre of the alcove was a small collection of blankets and cushions, laden with plates, drinks and of course, more rose petals.

But none of that was anything on the spectacle sitting on the edge of one of the blankets.

Haku was sat on the corner of a baby blue blanket, one knee drawn up to his chest, the other out straight, wearing only a short, purple yukata that was falling rather tantalisingly off of one shoulder. The sleeve had fallen so much you were able to see the edge of one of his blush pink nipples.

You started salivating immediately and not because of the food. Every word you have ever learnt fled from your mind as you stared at him. He was like a wet dream come to life.

And the way he looked at you… fuck. Those massive eyes were coy and the way he was biting his lip was sending you. Sending you where you weren’t quite sure, but definitely somewhere nice. Maybe you hadn’t been drugged, you’d been killed and sent straight into some blissful afterlife.

“I was starting to think you’d got lost,” Haku said after it was clear you wouldn’t be saying anything. “But now you’re here… we can start.”

He stood up, fuck that yukata was shorter than you thought it was, and took the bags of food from you, placing them in the centre of the main blanket. Then he grabbed your still frozen and processing body and pushed you down where he’d been sitting moments before.

Seconds later he straddled your hips and oh kami, he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“I’ve needed this so badly,” he whispered, leaning over you and pressing his chest against yours. It was like the dance from earlier, but so much more. He dragged his teeth down your ear lobe and stole your breath. “We have been apart too much recently.”

“The-the food,” you protested. “We should-“

“Why do you think I asked you for cold food only?” Haku said with a deceptively innocent voice. “We can eat in a bit, right now, though? Let me serve you.”

“What?” you stuttered, horniness clouding your brain.

“Let me serve you, alpha,” he basically purred, looking down at you. His hair was tied up, you realised belatedly, but you had been too focused on his body to notice until now. “Please?”

“Yes, do whatever you want,” you said breathlessly. “But we’re outside…”

“There’s no one here,” Haku purred, pushing up your shirt. His hands were warm on your stomach and as his fingers explored, your stomach muscles jumped. “And even if there was, everyone should know that I love you and serve you, my alpha. It is not a secret.”

If you weren’t already dead, you were going to be soon.

Haku didn’t waste any more time, attaching his mouth onto the skin above your trousers before you could finish the thought. He sucked a path of hickies up your chest, pushing at your shirt impatiently whenever it got in the way. It was phenomenal how he knew every sensitive spot, even those you didn’t know about yet. He had clearly ‘studied’ you intimately.

You couldn’t see because of the angle you had, but you could feel Haku’s hips rutting his erection against your hips with every successful hickey on your skin. He was really getting off on worshipping you like this. The wildflowers couldn’t fully disguise the scent of slick in the air. You hoped that Haku had been right about no one being around, because if anyone was, there would be no hiding your activities.

By the time he reached your neck, he had obviously lost his patience with your shirt being on and he started tugging at it, encouraging you to help him slip it off, which you did.

“That’s much better,” he said, running his palms all over you. He pressed at the hickies and seemed happy with your sharp intakes of breath.

“Kiss me,” you demanded suddenly. The need to kiss him almost burnt you as your brain scrambled to make it a reality for you.

Haku obliged immediately, kissing up your jaw until he reached your lips. You pushed yourself up a little with one hand, and with the other you grabbed the back of his neck, never once breaking the seal of your lips.

As you explored Haku’s mouth, you couldn’t resist the pretty nipple that had been peeking out the entire time and your fingers quickly found their way there. You rubbed and pinched and flicked at it until it was peaked.

This was the hottest situation you’d ever been in, and you weren’t going to waste this feeling awkward and unsure. You were going to give it your all.

Haku was the one who broke the kiss. He spoke between pants.

“I can’t- I need more,” he breathed, tugging at your trousers desperately. “Can I take them off, alpha?”

“Go for it,” you grinned, also trying to catch your breath.

Haku needed no more encouragement, and the fabric was being tugged down your legs before you knew it. He kept his body low as he pulled, so when the fabric was finally thrown somewhere to the side, his face was level with your crotch. He shot you a wink and then slowly and exaggeratedly dragged his tongue from top to bottom like he was savouring your cock.

Your hips thrust upwards without your permission and the noise that left your mouth wasn’t something you’d ever heard yourself make before.

“Fuck, Haku,” you whined, hands fluttering for something to hold onto.

“As much as I wish to continue, we can play that game later,” he said, licking at his lips seductively. “I need something more substantial now.”

That was your only warning before he positioned himself above you.

“I’m so wet,” he whimpered. “Just for you alpha, only you.”

“You’re perfect, so perfect, only for me,” you corroborated, watching the small gap between your cock and his skin as it got smaller and smaller. “So perfect- ah!”

He sank down fast, and your hips were pressed against each other in an instant. Haku’s mouth was open in a silent scream and sweat was beginning to gather on his skin. You probably looked the same, because you could never remember feeling so good in your life.

And it only got better when he started to move his hips. You already knew he loved to dance, and you could tell. He shifted his hips back and forth like a pro, riding you expertly. Despite his desperation, he didn’t seem to be chasing his own pleasure or sweet spot but instead watching your reactions like a hawk to see what felt best for you.

You suddenly had the rather embarrassing thought that you weren’t going to last very long.

“Oh, alpha,” Haku moaned. It was the prettiest thing you’d ever seen. “Is this good?”

“So good, so good,” you moaned back, pushing yourself up so you could kiss him again. This time, your spare hand wrapped itself around his cock which pulsed, hot and heavy, at your touch. “I’m getting close.”

“Me too,” he whimpered against your mouth. His hips kept up their brutal pace with no indication of faltering. “Please knot me, alpha! I need it!”

“I will, baby,” you weren’t sure you could stop yourself anyway. “Just keep going.”

It took another few minutes, but Haku’s gorgeous eyes were starting to fill with tears and his hip movements were getting sloppy. He was definitely getting close The sounds of sex filled your garden and with a particularly erotic whine from Haku and you couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m cumming!” you announced, too late for Haku to really do anything but sink the full way down, your knot catching on his rim and forcing its way in. Haku seized as you stroked his cock, hoping to bring him over the edge with you. He came only a few seconds later, showering your chest with bursts of white.

His insides were twitching rhythmically, coaxing every last drop out of you, before he collapsed forward like a puppet with its strings cut.

Both of you laid there in silence, desperately trying to catch your breaths and come down from your respective highs. That was the hottest thing that’s ever happened to you, and you wished you could shake that fortune teller’s hand for the wonderful opportunity she had presented you with.

‘If you can hear me, fortune teller, thank you so much, seriously.’

Haku suddenly shifted, although you were both still tied together so he couldn’t move much. He leant over and pulled at the food bag, picking out one of the dessert boxes. Mochi, you noticed.

He plucked one from the box, and with a tired but satisfied smile, he held it to your mouth.

“Open,” he said, a coy smile on his face. “We wouldn’t want the food to go to waste.”

You stayed there, knotted together for another twenty minutes, slowly pecking at the food that Haku insisted on feeding you.

And if you fucked three more times before the night was over, well, that was between you and the flowers.

Next chapter

#naruto x reader #a/b/o #omegaverse #reader insert #alpha!reader #alpha reader #gn reader #naruto #24 hours series #haku

405 notes · View notes

ikemenomegas · 1 year

Text

wishing on every one that you'll be mine

Haku x Reader || Dandelions

a/n: with the song anon told me their name was from, it felt pretty easy to stick with a sort of aesthetic sense for this one. I've had the bullet points in my notes since I first got the ask and I'm very excited to have the time and energy to finish it this week! Haku was very popular at the start haha and it was fun to expand upon a sort of OC idea for them cw: haku working through the "i was raised to be a weapon" mindset, imaginary sunburns, omegaverse setting, alpha!reader

You collapsed onto the warm grass with a delighted huff, rolling between patches of shade and sun.

Haku looked down at you with amusement, putting his own pack down next to yours but stretching out beside you with no less enthusiasm.

The summer afternoon was already pressing down heavy and languid, threatening another light rain. With nowhere in particular to go, you could bend to the movements of nature. As midday had become hotter and rain had become more frequent, you and Haku had taken to waking while the dew was still wet and the morning still dark, moving on in whichever direction he chose, and finding a place to camp when it grew too hot.

But finding a place is not the only step to setting up camp. You pull yourself upright with a groan and Haku waves from the ground as you wander into the woods surrounding the little clearing you've dropped into.

You've more or less entirely embraced Haku's habit of wandering. It's remarkable how much freedom there is in living as a civilian with all the safety of knowing that you are probably one of the more dangerous things on the road. Haku had wanted to see the world and you had wanted to go with him, to be with him while he discovered world without purpose but to live how he wanted.

Ahead, you could see the brightness that signaled another break in the trees. Your eyes widened in delight and you rushed back to where you had left your traveling companion.

He was already rummaging around in the bags for something and the tent had been released from its sealing scroll.

You sighed inaudibly. Haku preferred to keep his hands busy, but this had as much to do with his feelings of worth being tied to his level of productivity as anything else.

"Haku."

"Hm?" He looked up at you, his wide dark eyes alight.

You cleared your throat. "Come see what I've found."

Haku immediately stood up, brushing his hands off. "What is it?"

You beckoned him over and were pleasantly surprised when he grabbed onto your hand. You retraced your steps.

With a sudden burst of inspiration, you told him to close his eyes, which he did with an amused expression.

You moved carefully, but even with his eyes closed he never stumbled and moved with sureness. You were glad his eyes were closed so he couldn't see the way you shifted uncomfortably your neck in your suddenly over-warm collar.

"Okay."

You stopped on the edge of the meadow.

Haku gasped a little. The first thing he saw was a field of gold and white.

He stepped slowly from the treeline, graceful as a dear and practiced in crushing as few of the fluffy yellow flower heads as possible. He cupped a cluster in his hands, feeling the leaves.

"These are so healthy," he said. You could hear the quiet delight in his voice. "Dandelions make wonderful tea and they're good to eat, and there's a lot of uses for medicines-"

You bit back a growl, you weren't upset at him, but sometimes he really could have a one track mind. He was meant to relax! Not everything in the world had to be looked at for its utility!

You bit back a smirk and hummed as you half circled Haku with your hands behind your back, catching just enough of his attention before charging out into the field and spinning around, carving a path through grass and sending parasol-headed seedlings whirling into the air.

"They're also beautiful and smell nice and are soft enough to lay on," you said, darting away further into the wide stretching meadow. Come on, please come with me.

Haku's eyes darted to the yellow flowers and then to the incredible expanse of them. With a quirk of his lips he was almost invisible and then he was right behind you.

You laughed, elated as you raced him to the top of a little hill not far away.

Petals and drifting seeds had landed in Haku's hair. Heaven just might be Haku leaning against your legs while you combed through his long, silky hair with your fingers, brushing dandelion fluff away and twisting the dark strands into loose braids.

Even when you were done, he didn't move and you almost wanted to hold your breath, scared to frighten him away like some small wild thing.

He skimmed his hand through the grass, letting it tickle his palms. He held up a full headed flower, perfectly round and white like a cloud. You blew on it and watched the seeds float away. You brushed away a few that didn't make it far.

The air was heady with the scent of the field and Haku's hyacinth scent mixed with yours, thick in the air as you sweated lightly in the early summer heat, a welcome breeze wicking moisture from your neck. You drew it deep into your lungs to savor the clean, green taste, purring faintly on each exhale. All you wished for was more moments like these.

As the sun sank westward, it would tinge the whole meadow golden, gilding the dandelion covered field.

You too were learning to do things without a set purpose. You looked down at Haku. To let beauty rest without request.

Haku was drowsing in the sun, eyes half open, his cheeks and lips tinged pink and a flush just visible where his collar had slipped. You looked somewhere else, anywhere else.

His voice was low and languid and hypnotizing. He could name the birds that darted across the sky and the unseen insects by their sounds. His sharp nose could detect the presence of other plants in the forest. When he fell quiet and his breath momentarily deepened, you could hear the far off sound of running water.

You felt yourself growing briefly drowsy too and leaned back on your hands, tilting your head back and closing your eyes.

You came back to after Haku. The sun had not moved much but the embracing the brief lull in your energy had perked you up again.

"We could make dandelion wine," Haku said. Clearly he felt the same as you because his hands were trailing busily over the ground again. After a moment, he stood up and walked to a thicker clump of brush.

You watched as minutes passed and he worked his way along the outskirts of the meadow. Some seeds lazily drifted up after him, but before another quarter of an hour had gone, Haku had seated himself on the ground and started pawing about for flowers he deemed suitable.

He looked tranquil as always, but also vaguely like he was only doing this because he had to be doing something. The wind carried towards you a low, odd sound, almost between a whine and a growl, that stuck in you like a thorn. You weren't even sure he knew he was making it.

You shook away the last of the afternoon sleepiness and stood up, shaking dandelion seed from your clothing.

You were quick enough and Haku distracted enough for you to displace the pouch of plucked flowers from his lap and scoop him up into your arms before he could protest. You drew upon your alpha's strength and your training, pushing chakra through your limbs until Haku, tall though he was, felt as though he weight no more than a particularly oddly shaped sack of rice.

"What are you doing," Haku gasped, arms going around your neck.

You turned around. "You know what else you can do with dandelions?"

"What?!"

You picked up speed until you were running, clouds of fluff rising around the two of you as you discovered a part of the meadow where the stalks were higher and almost every single flower had gone to seed.

"Make a wish!" you shouted over the sounds of your own feet. Your heart was beating so very quickly.

"Why?"

"Make a wish!" You spun around, Haku was looking at you like you'd gone mad. "I wish to dance under a full moon. I wish to be light as air. I wish for a red cherry tree!"

Haku started laughing as you shouted into the sky.

"I wish to find sweetfish!" he joined in after a moment. "I wish to climb a tall mountain! I wish for you to carry me on your back!"

With another spin, you did just that, swinging Haku around so that his arms were draped over your shoulders and his knees settled on either side of your ribs. He reached up to drag his fingers through the rising cloud of floating seeds, laughing breathlessly as the wind stirred by his reaching sent them wobbling just beyond touch.

"I wish to see snow in July!"

"I wish I could whistle!"

"I wish my backpack was as light as Haku!"

"I wish my feet wouldn't hurt at the end of the day!"

All my wishes are that I could be with you. Maybe one day, I'll have the courage to ask you if I can stay.

#haku x reader #haku yuki #naruto x reader #alpha!reader #soldier anon #omegaverse #prompt fill #make a wish prompt fill #it snowed this morning #i feel like a lunatic writing about summer #literally gave myself whiplash walking back out into ice cold weather #io.omegas

225 notes · View notes

mrsbakashi · 2 years

Note

B, D, E, T for Itachi plz💕

hi, anon! i'm guessing you're requesting for the a-z dirty headcanon because someone liked that post and 5 seconds later this showed up on my askbox, soooo we'll do it that way. and also because i have zero energy to do the fluff version as well.

ITACHI

⚠️ c.w.: +18, bondage, dom itachi (but also sub itachi - just slightly)

b - bondage (do they like it? do they not? do they prefer to be the one being tied or the one doing the tying?)

itachi and bondage are two things that match so much that when you think of one, you instantly think of the other. he lives for it - tying you up, obviously. he actually spends a good amount of time learning and practing new knots. to be honest it's not really about the sex, it's more that you trust and love him so much you're willing to let him tie you up completely and immobilize you. he loves how you moan a little everytime his hands touch your skin while he works on the knots, making sure they're not too tight so they won't hurt you. loves how impatient you get eventually, because he could and would spend hours there. always starts with your wrists.

d - dominance (do they prefer to dominate, or be dominated? do they have experience as a dom? do they have a dom that they trust already? what kind of things do they enjoy as/with their dominant partner?)

itachi is a natural dom. it's some sort of gift, it comes with the sharingan. this trait of his is present not only during sex, but in every other moment. because he's a soft dom he's more focused into actually making sure you're comfortable and okay, though he won't hesitate in punishing you if he feels the need to - he usually doesn't. he's just the kind of guy who will make sure everything is perfect in the tiniest details for you - but by his standards. if you say something is fine, but he doesn't think it's fine, then it simply isn't. and the man's a perfectionist. and you know better than to complain.

he needs to be in control, that's it. that's why during sex he'll usually just tease and overstimulate you, never giving you what you want only so he can hear you begging and crying for him. but the truth is that he needs to feel needed, in every single way a person can be needed and more.

i also have this theory that he's kinda switch (only occasionally), because i believe that sometimes he shows his fragile side and all he wants is to be taken care of, to let you take control and show him that he is loved, he is worthy of love, and with that he is completely submissive for you, completely given to anything you want to do - he's yours.

e - extra info (any other fetishes? feet? leather? role playing? blood? fantasies that they might want to experience not on this list?)

i am a strong believer that itachi loooooves lingerie. like he will spend a lot of money and time buying lingerie for you, because he just loves the sight and feel of lace on your skin - it drives him so crazy that when he brings a new piece for you he can't barely sit still while you try it on. most of the time you have to surprise him if you want him to actually see how they look on you. he spends more money at victoria's secret than you.

also loves watching you strip, but again, can't barely stand still and never waits for you to finish the show - he's all over you before you can think.

also, not a dirty hc, but since we're talking about extra info and clothes (kinda) itachi loves wearing matching outfits with you - i'm talking those really cliche cringe ones. he just loves sharing that with you.

oh, and breeding, obviously. he's an uchiha, you know the drill.

t - top or bottom (self explanatory…)

we kinda talked about this on the dominance hc, but itachi is always a top. even when he's submissive. it's like he'll try to top you from the bottom 🗣️ he's just not built to be a bottom (at least in the way i see him).

taglist (i took some liberties) - @ittachiii @smutteedreams @justmyownreality @madarasthicc @knightofmight @hashira-mal @nightingaleflow @thetimelesschild @allyallygator @ur-latibule-blog

fill this out to join my taglist

144 notes · View notes

katsuyuswritings · 1 year

Text

— ᕦ kei ᕤ —

a lonely writer who has a few friends. asking for mutuals, also an employed attorney and has no social life 💗

— MALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

male; aether, dainslief, kaeya, diluc, albedo, venti, bennett, razor, mika, zhongli, chongyun, xingqiu, xiao, baizhu, tartaglia, itto, gorou, kazuha, heizou, ayato, thoma, alhaitham, kaveh, tighnari, cyno, capitano, dottore, pantalone, scaramouche/wanderer, lyney, neuvillette, freminet, wriosthley

naruto uzumaki/namikaze, sasuke uchiha, kakashi hatake, iruka umino, kotetsu, izumo, asuma sarutobi, sai yamanaka, shikamaru nara, choji akamichi, aburame shino, kiba inuzuka, kankuro, gaara, itachi uchiha, kisame, sasori, deidara, kakuzu, hidan, orochimaru, kabuto, jiraiya, minato namikaze, neji hyuga, zetsu, zabuza, haku yuki, suigetsu, juuga, maito gai, boruto uzumaki, mitsuki

saiki kusuo, kaidou shun, aren kuboyasu, toritsuka reita, nendou riki, hairo kineshi, makoto teruhashi

denji, aki, angel devil, shark devil (that's literally all)

aifuyo hime/yuzuki, renyue yuzuki, kōhaku hayashi, eijiro yuzuki, aoi hime, anh hyu, eugene hyu, feng xiang

— FEMALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

female: amber, fischl, noelle, mona, jean, lisa, eula, klee, barbara, xiangling, xinyan, yunjin, ganyu, keqing, shenhe, ningguang, beidou, qiqi, yaoyao, kuki, kujou sara, yae miko, raiden ei/shogun, raiden makoto, kokomi, ayaka, sayu, yoimiya, faruzan, layla, nilou, dori, dehya, candace, dunyarzad, focalors, navia, lynette, yuelin, tsaritsa, la signora, sandrone, arlecchino, columbina, raiden makoto

sakura haruno/uchiha, hinata hyuga/uzumaki, karin uzumaki, konan, kurenai sarutobi, hanabi hyuga, ino yamanaka, tsunade senju, temari nara, tenten, anko mitarashi, kushina uzumaki/namikaze, guren (mommy), himawari uzumaki, sarada uchiha

kokomi teruhashi, chiyo yumehara/teruhashi, kuriko/kusuko saiki, aiura mikoto, rifuta imu, mera chisato

power, makima, yuro, himeno

katsuyu yuzuki/hime, chiyo hime, shinkkami ayakemi-sanjin (teiko), kohari hayashi, mina noshiro, maikka yue, yan xiang

— ᕤ can request ᕦ —

smut, suggestive, angst and fluff

aged up characters smut/suggestive

child!reader x parent!character or vise versa

song related storyline

ships and oc x reader

— ᕦ can't request ᕤ —

minor character smut

oc x canon (I have my reasons)

weird shit like armpit kink and others (I don't wanna name them 😨)

Also I know most of y'all are minors... You can't hide from me

142 notes · View notes

yggdraseed · 8 months

Text

My Deal with Giselle Gewelle

So, let me preface this by saying that I'm trans. I'm not saying that to invalidate the feelings of other trans people, just to specify that mine isn't some outsider's perspective. There's also spoilers for Bleach: TYBW, but I'm guessing that there aren't a lot of interested parties left who don't know about this. You probably also know this goes into transphobia, necrophilia, and rape, but if you don't, uh... trigger warning! Reader beware, you're in for a scare!

Recently, an episode of Bleach: Thousand Year Blood War came out in which noted bitchy asshole who uses too much product Yumichika Ayasegawa misgendered darling, sweet murderous trans babygirl Giselle Gewelle. It's also implied that upon necromancing Bambietta's corpse, Giselle had sex with her, probably against her will. That's all pretty fucked up, and I want to talk about it.

I started my transition about ten years ago, and exposure to trans or gender non-conforming anime and manga characters in general went a long way towards me accepting I was trans. Looking back, Giselle was one of the most significant characters to me at that early stage. I've always loved her design, and she was the first legit trans character I ever really saw and resonated with in anime and manga.

Get this: there used to be this thing in Shonen Jump's manga line-up called the Big Three. The most influential, bestselling manga in the bunch. One Piece, Naruto, and Bleach. And you wanna know something? Bleach was the first one to have a trans woman character. We can debate whether or not Giselle was good representation, but you know what? At the time, the closest we ever got was Haku pulling the "Oh, by the way, I'm a boy" card in Naruto's first major arc back in the early 2000s and a constant bombardment of okama jokes in One Piece. Okama is a derogatory term for gay men and drag queens, and for a long time, Oda could not get enough of making jokes about big, hairy men in women's clothing.

Now there was also Alluka Zoldyck in Hunter X Hunter, but the vast stretches of time Hunter X Hunter spends on hiatus makes it unclear to me whether she or Giselle came first. But within the Big Three - a designation which doesn't mean much now, but meant a ton back then - Giselle was first. Hunter X Hunter was never quite considered part of the Big 3. But either way, I think Alluka is the better character in terms of how her being trans is written. She's cute, she's precious, she's perfect in every way, and I'll make you pay if you say a single bad thing about her.

Years and years later, Oda would go on to write Kikunojo and Yamato. I still have complicated thoughts about Yamato as trans rep, but Kiku is great trans rep for being a relatively minor character. Oda has also phased the okama jokes out of the story over time. Jujutsu Kaisen also has a subtle, but well-handled example of a trans woman in Kirara Hoshi. She doesn't get nearly enough time in the story, and her identity hasn't been explored yet, but I hope GeGe will unpack that before the story's conclusion.

I tell you all of that so you realize that even if Giselle could have been handled better, Kubo was the first of the Big 3 authors to even try to write a trans girl. Not a femboy, not an okama - a trans woman/girl. He also gave us Charlotte Cuulhorne, and while Charlotte's depiction flirts with being just an okama gag and nothing more, she's so fabulous and so positive in her outlook on life that I can't bring myself to be mad.

So let's look at Giselle as a character. She's very cute, with her big eyes and goofy, purposefully adorable mannerisms. None of the other Sternritter girls try to be cute in quite the way Giselle does. Meninas likes cute things, but doesn't act cute, and that's as close as it gets. Unlike the other Femritters, Giselle wears clothes that cover up as much as possible. Even Liltotto's outfit shows off her shoulders and thighs some; Giselle keeps her shoulders and neck completely covered by a baggy sweater, and her legs covered by tights. Kubo drew a swimsuit picture with the Bambis all together, and he opted to put Giselle in a swimsuit with a skirt. It's pretty apparent that Giselle has concerns about how she looks and covers up as much as she can out of dysphoria. As a card-carrying member of the big jacket-long pants-closed toe shoes gang, I can tell you that when you're not very progressed with your transition, it's like that.

I think you can also make the argument that part of why Giselle acts so cutesy is because of her insecurities and feeling like she has to make up for them by being extra, overtly feminine and adorable. It's like that.

There's not a doubt in my mind that Kubo intended for Giselle to be trans. But is she good trans rep? Probably not, but she might not be as bad as she's made out to be.

People who criticize how Giselle is depicted as a trans character have two or three go-to arguments. Three points of interest to say that she's being written in a transphobic way.

1.) Yumichika scopes her out as trans and misgenders her.

2.) Charlotte says she and Giselle have a lot in common.

3.) The most damning: what Giselle does to Bambietta.

So, I've never liked people using Yumichika as a litmus test for how Kubo feels about trans people. Let me explain something to you: Yumichika is a bitch, an asshole, and the consummate gadfly. One of his defining traits is his awful personality and his inability to resist saying cruel, petty things to others. He's awful to Charlotte and he's awful to GiGi, and he's pretty much awful to anyone besides Ikkaku and Kenpachi, but especially Charlotte and GiGi.

Yumichika is an allegory for a closeted gay man. He has this deep admiration, respect, loyalty, and arguably love for Kenpachi and Ikkaku that's led him to stay in the 11th Division even though it's not where his talents are best put to work. He's adept at kido and his zanpakuto is based in kido, but he refuses to use the former or reveal the latter to his squad because he doesn't want them to reject him. The 11th Division is the manly man squad, all testosterone and sweat and bulging muscles and... ahem. Sorry, I got a little carried away. It's all very erotic. Anyways, Yumichika wants to be close to the men with whom he shares a bond of emotion and martial loyalty alike, and he refuses to embrace his gifts because of it. He's afraid his friends in the boys' club will kick him out for having interests and inclinations that most of them look down on.

I think you can make the argument that Yumichika hates Charlotte and Giselle precisely because they're being true to themselves, meaning they've made a leap he hasn't yet. He's too scared of what might happen if he doesn't keep the lie going about his zanpakuto, and he resents Giselle and Charlotte because they overcame a similar fear of rejection. And he expresses that by rejecting their truth, i.e., misgendering them. This is the interpretation I like the best. It's a sad fact that lots of gay men, closeted or otherwise, refuse to accept trans women.

Charlotte says she and Giselle have a lot in common, and honestly, I don't think this is transphobic either. If you choose to read Charlotte as a trans woman who isn't stereotypically feminine, but is true to herself, then what she's stating is just a fact. She and Giselle may not look the same, and Giselle may have an easier time passing, but they're both trans women if you ask me. And I think Giselle reacting with discomfort isn't innaccurate, either. Charlotte's confidence is admirable in some ways, but I think it sets of Giselle's alarm bells that she's going to be outed and rejected. Lots of trans women - myself included - are haunted by this fear that we'll never pass, never be accepted, or will be incapable of retaining our desired presentation as we get older. It's like that.

So, that brings us to the Bambietta Incident. Not quite as wide-reaching as the Shibuya Incident, but about as traumatizing for some, apparently. Full disclosure, I don't believe any heinous acts should be censored from fiction. If it makes you uncomfortable or awakens traumatic memories, then I'm sympathetic to that, but I do not believe that the right answer is to sanitize every work of fiction of every immoral act that could have that effect. You know where your limits are, so don't count on authors to protect you. Most of them won't, and I think you're stronger and smarter and more able to navigate a world with fictitious depictions like that in it than you realize.

I'm not gonna sugarcoat it, Giselle probably sexually assaulted Bambi. And is that right of her to do? Fuck no, it isn't. But nobody's really debating if that's right or wrong. The problem is that if you look at it a certain way, this is just reinforcing the old, awful stereotype of trans women being predators in disguise. Lots of shitty writers have done that, and it sucks.

However, those depictions assume that trans women are predators, by definition. Or at least sexual deviants. We could go down the rabbit hole of how sexual deviancy has historically been defined by people who use sex as a form of control anyway, but I'm not well-read enough to do that and - well, you've seen how long this post is. Be honest, you wouldn't want me to even try.

The point is that a depiction like that assumes trans woman = deviant. I don't want to make that logical leap here, because that means you need to assume that Kubo wrote Giselle with the intention that she assaulted Bambi because she's trans. I'm not a mind reader, so I'm uncomfortable with acting like I can know Kubo's intentions. It's a bad look to us in the Western sphere of the anime fandom, but I'm not sure how Kubo saw it. He might have not realized how it would look until that chapter was out there and he couldn't undo it, but given the fact they kept it in the anime, he either probably doesn't see a problem with it or there were other rewrites he saw as more important to allocate his mental energies to. Writing Bleach burned this man out, so I'll cut him some slack if so.

My point is, I'm not sure if you can say for sure that the story intends you to believe that Giselle assaulted Bambi because she's trans. When you look at it, Kubo seems to have a more in-depth understanding of trans people than some of you might have first realized. And I mean, shit man, he gave her biology manipulation powers. Every trans girl's first pick for super powers is shapeshifting or some form of biology manipulation. He knows. He's onto us. He's familiar with our ways. The jig is up, girls.

Looking at the broader scope of the narrative, Bleach is littered with characters who perform heinous actions and are not just shoved out the "All Villains Die" airlock. Chief example being Mayuri. The man committed war crimes, experiments on human beings, turns his own subordinates into bombs, and is heavily implied to have performed some very sexual deeds to reconstitute his daughter Nemu after Szayel parasitized her. Yet he still saves the day multiple times and he isn't gotten rid of, because he's more useful to the side of overall good alive than dead. Bleach is one of very few series to have characters who perform heinous deeds and still be treated as humans, rather than reducing them to those deeds and nothing else.

Plus, nobody really treats it as an issue with Kubo's writing that Bambietta killed one of her own fellow Quincies in cold blood just to vent her frustrations. I think because it's sexual and because Giselle is trans, she ends up being the lightning rod when... let's be honest, compared to what some of the Shinigami have done, what Giselle did is kind of quaint. She even helps rescue Candice and I think Meninas after they're taken captive by Mayuri in the novels, and she's considering releasing Bambietta from her control.

Given what we've seen, I think it's less accurate to pick on Giselle and try to say she's a case of Kubo being transphobic, and more accurate to say that living in the Shadow Realm under Yhwach's cruel, exploitative regime has made all the Sternritters fucked up in their own unique, vibrant ways. And for that matter, Kubo never kills her off. He clearly likes her enough to want her to still be around after the end of the series.

When you look at how Kubo draws Giselle in the manga and in illustrations after the manga's conclusion, you can tell he enjoys himself when he's drawing her. He always lavishes her facial expressions with detail, and you can feel love radiating off the page. That's more than you can say for a lot of the Quincies. I think Kubo was overjoyed to not have to draw PePe and his Vollständig anymore.

So like, yeah, Giselle is my problematic fave transgender character. And I don't think she's even as problematic as people's kneejerk reactions are to think she is. If you disagree, I don't care, I don't value your opinion. Particularly if you're not trans. If you're an ally, then that's sweet and all, but never try to speak for trans people about depictions of trans characters. If you are trans and Giselle made you uncomfortable, then I'm sorry you feel that way.

#giselle gewelle #bleach #bleach tybw #tybw #tybw spoilers #bleach spoilers #transgender #problematic fave #if you misgender charlotte cuulhorne then god will take seven years off your life and make you go bald #fuck yumichika #but he still has a fresh style #giselle's little dance when she made dead boy dance party skeletons attack ichigo watered my crops and cleared my skin

58 notes · View notes

thunder-nami · 3 months

Text

🪻— 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋

• Please be respectful & polite when coming into this space. (Ex. A simple please and thank you when requesting).

• You’re welcome to just talk if you like!

• I made this blog as a hobby so please don’t expect constant updates.

• Please check what fandoms or characters I write for in the list, & if you aren’t sure then ask.

• I’m allowed to reject any requests whether I’m uncomfortable or don’t feel like doing it.

• Character & emoji anons are encouraged if you don’t want to ask off of anon!

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒

• HEADCANONS: up to 4 characters max.

• DRABBLES: up to 2 characters max.

• ONE SHOTS: One character max.

• GENRE: Fluff, angst, platonic, fantasy, crossovers, AUs (please ask first). Currently I write for male characters/female readers for romantic pairings. I will consider gn reader in the future. I don’t mind writing female characters for other genres.

• Please add a prompt or some details with your request.(Ex. Character + prompt). But please don’t write a whole storyline.

• I will only take up 10 requests at a time.

𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

• Smut (I’m okay with suggestive)

• Jealousy, cheating, love triangles

• abuse, yandere

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒

• ONE PIECE: Strawhat pirates + Vivi, ASL family, Heart Pirates, Red Haired Pirates, Koala, Marco, Thatch, Izo, Haruta, Deuce, Mihawk, Crocodile, Boa, Corazon, Smoker, Tashigi, Coby, X-Drake, Kid, Killer, Katakuri, Reiju.

• NARUTO: Konoha 12, Kakashi, Might Gai, Yamato, Genma, Anko, Ibik, Founders, Sand siblings, Baki, Jinchuuriki’s, Kages, Seven Swords Men of the Mist, Haku, Kimimaro, Ao, Team Samui, Darui, Cee, Taka, Akatsuki (minus zetsu & obito).

• BLEACH: Karakura gang, Urahara, Yoruichi, Vizoreds, Captains (minus Kurotsuchi, Yamamoto, Soi Fon), Lieutenants (minus Ōmaeda), Ikkaku, Yumichika, Grimmjow, Starrk, Harribel, Ulquiorra.

#naruto x reader #one piece x reader #bleach x reader #naruto headcanons #one piece headcanons #bleach headcanons #rules

12 notes · View notes

animeomegas · 2 years

Note

I can’t believe I have only seen one smut with haku… like??? I wanna make this pretty omega s(cream)!

Let me give you some n-sfw hcs about Haku haha~

(N-sfw under cut)

Haku's favourite positions are any position where he can easily kiss you.

It's about a 50% chance that he'll tie his hair up into a bun or high ponytail before sex to keep it out of the way, and about a 50% chance that he'll leave it down.

He doesn't have a high sex drive in terms of how often he wants to do it, twice a week is more than enough for him, but once he's going, he's got crazy stamina.

You can be catching your breath for five seconds, and he's already recovered and is tightening his legs around you to entice you into another round.

He isn't very loud but he does have the cutes breathy moans that exist.

Says 'I love you' multiple times throughout every session.

Number one kink is love and loyalty 😊

He's a service sub, through and through.

Doesn't like being tied up because how can he service you and make you feel good if he's tied down???

King of giving oral.

The eye contact he gives during oral with his massive doe eyes is like a one hit K.O.

It can be hard to give him aftercare sometimes because he's still in that 'must service and look after alpha' mode and tries to give you aftercare no matter what shape he's in.

Incredibly flexible and very willing to try stuff with that.

Loves loves loves giving you a massage either as foreplay or just as a stand alone.

Makes his own massage oils and infuses them with all kinds of nice stuff from his garden.

Will let you dress him up if you want to. He doesn't get much from the dressing up itself, but he loves the predatory look you give him when he wears a sexy outfit, so he's happy to play along.

Chills naked after sex with no second thoughts.

I mean you both probably live in the middle of the woods, so why not?

Purrs a lot during sex and it's very cute 🥺

Likes to sit on your lap in the afterglow, it makes him feel loved.

Haku adores sweet talk during sex, mainly about how much you love him and how he's so special and the only one for you.

Adoring pet names go with the above too. He prefers the standard ones in everyday life, but during sex, all cute nicknames are accepted and cherished.

So, yeah! Hope that gives you enough to stop you from starving from lack of Haku content anon, hehe.

#n-sfw #haku #hcs #omegaverse #headcanons #a/b/o #alpha!reader #dom reader #sub haku #sub naruto #haku x reader #reader insert

558 notes · View notes

ikemenomegas · 1 year

Text

Boreas

Haku x Reader || 11:11

(for @omeganronpa) okay, would you believe me if I said I had a hell of a time coming up with an answer for this because Haku is an outdoors kid and I couldn't figure out how to get him around a clock (or even remember if the naruto world had clocks)🤦. While laying in bed, I finally realized I could just give up on making it super ninja show accurate. The premise is that it's a sort of Cinderalla AU, which seems appropriate since Haku is basically a disney princess. Still took a super long time though He uses a pseudonym for a good long while, but any reference to "Koharu" is really Haku. All characters are aged up and are adults in this au.

This is the Midnight Ball.

Only once every few years, visitors from everywhere come to the Land of Snow, and for three days and three nights the Kazahana Castle is filled with music while the night is filled with stars.

The official festivities at the castle only last three nights, but the capitol of the Land of Snow is bustling and the inns are bursting at the seams to accommodate the influx of visitors a week before.

There was plenty to see, from Land of Frost geisha to Land of Birds musicians, and dancers and entertainers and opportunists from everywhere else.

Besides all of that, you have been wandering the town, sampling the food carts and enjoying the very nice baths in the castle as part of the Land of Fire delegation. Apparently there were perks to being friends with the person who saved the current Snow Daimyo.

The first day of the ball arrives not with a true dawn, but with the dramatic dusk that had lasted since the previous evening finally fading into a moonless night.

People flood the public courtyard of the castle in their best clothes to celebrate the winter solstice, lifting glasses to the health of their daimyo, and to the ongoing peace brought by healthy alliances with neighboring nations.

You try to pick out as many different people that you can based on dress alone. It is undoubtedly exciting, dialects and patterns flowing around one another.

You spot the figure early on in your scan of the crowd because they are objectively one of the most beautiful people that you have ever seen in your life. They are also moving around like they're looking for someone and using the way the crowd parts around them to find this person.

You point it out to Sakura and Naruto, if only so they'll notice if you go missing tonight and send a search party, because you're curious.

This beautiful stranger moves like water in a pink kimono with sleeves that fall below their fingertips. It's elegant, and also easy to conceal hand signs or a blade.

From an upper tier, they're easy to follow. You can't imagine the same would be true of trying to follow them from the crowded main floor, and indeed if you look behind the figure, there are a few who try to follow, only to be blocked by bodies closing around the gap the stranger leaves in their wake.

But for all the circles the figure weaves, they cannot pretend to have no destination forever. You mark the beautiful stranger's target, a moth flutters from your shoulder back to your companions, and you begin to make your way down to the main floor.

See, here's the thing. Even when no one hears about it, there is always one murder at the Midnight Ball. There are too many important people, too many nighttime hours, and too many looking to make their name in the shinobi world for someone not to try.

To be frank, a beauty like this trying to intercept the Wave Country architect is either an escort or an assassin. Even with the silver chrysanthemum of the Narita clan on their collar, you're not really interested in having the death of the evening happen right under your nose just because you didn't check.

It is just as difficult to navigate from the ground as you had imagined, but you finally have the architect and his son in sight. They've moved to a courtyard where there is a lot more noise - music and the guests dancing - when someone crosses directly into your path.

You pull up short.

"Excuse me."

It's not shameful to admit that for a moment you are a little breathless.

"My apologies," you say automatically.

The stranger is blinking at you with a faintly friendly tilt to their pink lips, wide brown eyes not even looking at the architect.

You had intended to intercept them mid conversation and now-

"Were you looking for someone?"

"I thought I saw someone I knew, but it's difficult to find anyone in the crowd," you said, smiling.

They turned around, looking over their shoulder, flashing that silver flower in your face. "Oh. Who was it? Maybe I could help you look?"

You shook your head. "I'll send a messenger later. They're very good at finding people."

"Oh!" Those brown eyes widened. "Have you been to the ball before?"

Practice makes perfect and your face is set in perfect calm even while inside the immediate instinct not to give any information about yourself rises to the forefront.

"A few times," you said vaguely.

"This is my first time," they said, almost shy, ducking their head. "I am Narita Koharu."

Whether this was really Narita Koharu or not, he had introduced themselves using the masculine form with a sly tilt of the head that clearly suggested how aware he was of his own appearance.

It pulled an unwilling smile from you.

As a shinobi, you had to acknowledge the skill of a well executed disguise, especially one worn in plain sight. What better disguise, after all, than the bias of the strangers around you?

Narita Koharu's lips shaped the syllables of your name carefully, like he was holding a sliver of ice in his mouth, and he smiled like you had given him something equally delicate.

"Dance with me?"

You blinked in surprise.

"You said there are others who can find what you need."

Many more than he knew.

A new song had struck up and the natural simultaneous attraction and repulsion that seemed to emanate from this ethereal figure had opened up plenty of space around the two of you.

"I would be honored, Narita-san."

He covered his mouth with his sleeve, hiding a laugh. "If we are to be companions for the night, you should call me Koharu."

You held your hand out for his. His fingers were ice cold.

Time slipped away very quickly when there was no such thing as day or night.

You danced with this stranger until you were breathless and his cheeks were flushed and when you thought it was over, he pulled you laughing into the garden.

It was much colder than inside, although he did not seem to react much.

A clock tower cast a faint shadow as your companion led you aimlessly along pathways lined with healthy green shrubs and blooming flowers.

Despite the winter weather, the gardens were as healthy as if it were spring.

You wandered at "Koharu's" side until you arrived at a quiet seating area facing the clock tower. The tension that had worked its way out while dancing was starting to creep back up.

Was this were he would try to kill you? If he was someone with a target at the ball, why else would he-

"Thank you."

He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear.

You had an irrational wish to do it for him.

"You're a beautiful dancer." You're beautiful. There were worse deaths than at the hand of a beautiful stranger, although few more ignominious.

"It's a lot more fun than I thought it would be." He looked at you through his lashes and shrugged the sleeve of his kimono. "My brother won't be very happy," he laughed, "but it was worth it."

The clock began to chime.

"Oh."

He stood, robes whipping up in a sudden wind.

"I have to go." He said your name softly. "It was nice to meet you."

Like a rabbit disappearing into a thicket, he was gone with a flash of his heel.

You stayed for a while longer, drinking in the vitality of the garden.

While you had danced with "Koharu" you had caught hints of hyacinth drifting from his clothes, but you still caught the scent, even with him gone.

Following it led you to a bed of the flowers, stretching purple and pink and blue in the starlight. On a whim, you reached down to pluck a few blossoms from the thickly clustered stalks. Their green spring sent immediately flooded the air, along with an idea.

Where were those couriers again? You turned back to the castle. You had some things that needed to be done.

Neither Sakura or Sasuke were impressed when you arrived back at the suite.

"You left us to do all the hard work," Sasuke drawled.

"Someone had to keep the target distracted," you replied, shrugging off your own party attire and getting dressed in something more comfortable.

Sakura kicked her slipper at your back and you danced out of the way, sticking your tongue out at her and side eyeing where it had left a crack in the plaster it had hit instead.

"What did you find out?"

"Well." Sasuke pulled a scroll from a hidden compartment in the dressing table. "Naruto is still in the city, but Narita Koharu is a real person."

On the scroll were a dozen names, all people suspected of being high on this year's target list. Near the middle, in fresh ink, was the Land of Waves Architect.

"This was easier," he said, putting a finger on the name. "They were one of the Leaf's escort clients this year. Kakashi was upset because they were attacked twice on the road, which shouldn't happen."

"We'll keep investigating," Sakura said, "but don't be surprised if he isn't who he says he is." She looked excited at the prospect, and you couldn't deny that a part of you felt the same. The cloak and dagger of the ball was half the fun.

Naruto's personable demeanor worked its usual wonders.

The real Koharu had indeed stayed behind in the Narita tea house and inn where he usually served. Whoever this was, was doing an excellent job at elevating the reputation of his borrowed identity.

Apparently, the architect was beinghounded by a sort of local syndicate that did not take kindly to his trying to break the Land of Waves from its years of isolation. The head of the syndicate was a notoriously untrustworthy businessman, and the architect and his family had quietly found a number of investors willing to help break his iron hold on the peninsula.

The fourteen or so hours it had taken for you and your friends to discover the motive for the attacks on the architect had also been plenty of time for you start daydreaming.

Not-Koharu's scent was so firmly fixed in your mind you found yourself shaking away the distraction even as Naruto lighted upon the windowsill and launched himself into the room.

He gave you a grave look.

"You sure know how to pick them."

You held up two fingers, giving him a tired grin. The ball was not even half over and the constant dark made it more difficult to wake up from naps taken in between all the snooping.

"Escort-" you put down one finger "-assassin."

"Well this one's no joke," Naruto said seriously. "They're passing Mist money around, and they're not alone."

"Did you get a name?"

"One of the toads heard 'Haku' -"

You didn't recognize the name.

"- but what's real bad is they're with Momochi Zabuza."

That name any shinobi who had properly memorized their bingo book should know. A mercenary without morals or limits, Zabuza's last confirmed sighting had been years ago and well away from Leaf territory.

A sense of unease came over you. "If Zabuza is working for the syndicate... He's kind of expensive."

Sasuke joined Naruto in the apparent attempt to convert the suite's largest window into it's door.

"I wouldn't bet on the syndicate paying either. They know a contract put out during the event is expensive because it's risky. There's no way they get out of here unmarked."

A wave of sudden grief washes through you. Not the horrible, and unfortunately well known, pain of losing someone you know, but the sadness in knowing that something rare and beautiful would be gone from this world.

"That expression never means anything good," Sasuke said, folding his arms and glaring right at you.

That is enough to get you off the couch you'd fell asleep on, glaring right back.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

The Midnight Ball never truly stops and the party is in its perpetual swing when you go back downstairs.

The energy is a bit less civilized and there are more people swirling about, following the path of wilder dances and drinking shimmering little cups of liquor.

It's been only a few hours, but what you've learned seems to charge the atmosphere.

"Hello."

The low voice is close and warm at your shoulder.

The shiver that goes up your spine entirely inappropriate.

If anything, Koharu Haku is more beautiful than before. Instead of the delicate pink of the prior evening, he is in a teal kimono splashed with bold strikes of gold and deep red outlines of flowers. They are hard to follow, but you know they are chrysanthemums.

It doesn't matter what they are because all you can smell is spring hyacinths.

"Hi."

He smiles faintly. Even his eyelids are lined with the same deep blue-green as his clothes.

"Will you dance with me?"

And just like the night before, you hold out your hand for his cold one.

Time flies by, less distinct that the blurred faces of the people around you as you spin with Haku. He weaves you vague answers to your questions, and you answer him the same.

It's unfair to lay all of your fantasies at his feet, but even knowing that he is lying to you, you can't help but want to know more about him, the real him.

You dance until Haku's skin is flushed and until your feet ache. If the night is to begin a pattern, he will pull you into the gardens and then bid you farewell, having successfully removed your attention from the rest of the party.

But it won't be a pattern, it will be a coincidence, because by tomorrow he will be dead.

When he leads you to the gardens, you keep a hold of his hand and even though he looks surprised, he lets you. He lets you pull him into the shadows of a gabled roof where you stop, chests heaving with dying laughter and exertion.

He's lying, about everything, but that's the job. Outside of the village, and even sometimes inside of it, deceit is a shinobi's first weapon. Of the whole team, Sai is the best at it, and then Sakura, who's gotten only better and better at saying what people want to hear. You don't fault Haku for being good at his job, or for looking the way he does. It's likely that it's brought him more suffering than happiness.

It makes you feel guilty, like you're just another person in the crowd who's fallen for his face and his attention, but you also feel like you know where the lie is. You can see little pieces of something that seems real, surely being used to reinforce the pieces that aren't, but they're gentle and fierce and brilliant. Just like all the similar endings before, he doesn't deserve a bad ending just because they took on a bad client.

"I'm glad you found me again, Haku."

Like a switch flipping, Haku's expression went completely blank. He tried to pull away, but you stepped closer.

"Don't do this."

He tugged his wrist from your grasp and you let go.

"There are very powerful people protecting the architect."

His eyes, if possible, went even colder and he began to walk away.

The scent of hyacinths went with him.

"Please." Your voice cracked.

He stopped.

"Only death comes of this. The man who is targeting the architect is using you and your partner, Zabuza, right? From what I've gathered, even if you succeed, he will find any excuse to break the contract."

The gold in Haku's kimono shimmered faintly in the starlight as a wind kicked up, shaking leaves from the surrounding bushes.

"-your name."

He spoke so quietly you hadn't heard what he had said.

"What?"

"Did you give me your name? Your real one."

"Yes, but-"

His shape seemed to blur into the shadows, he was gone so fast, before you could even blink.

You return to the suite after spending a few hours running around the castle. There is neither hide nor hair of Haku anywhere you can sense or see.

"What the hell did you do?" Sasuke asks, cross armed.

"I guess we'll find out."

The third night of the ball, the celebrations don't even attempt to stay within the walls of the castle. The whole town is a riot of color and sound, scents and lights splitting out of every building as longest night proper begins.

It's a bad deal as far as guard duty goes. Naruto and Kakashi have their eyes on the architect, and the rest of you are scattered throughout the party, tracing set routes as invisibly as possible, tense and waiting for something to happen. You're all in formal-wear purposefully designed to be easy to move in, with weapons tucked into sleeves and boots and belts.

By your calculations it's creeping up on midnight when a presence appears behind your shoulder.

Instinctually, you whip a blade from the holster on your forearm.

A firm block stops your arm halfway while a hand grabs your wrist, twisting the point of the blade to the floor instead of their face.

Haku stares you dead in the eyes, searching for something.

You don't know how long you stand there, eyes locked, arms locked. Vaguely, you register the pointed tip of a long steel needle crossed with your blade.

Haku lets go first, releasing your wrist with a wary look.

You step back, lifting your arms and dropping the short blade back into its sheath. You swear you see the faintest uptick at the corner of Haku's mouth when you do.

He slips the senbon back into his sleeve.

Distance gives you enough space to see the shimmering white and silver coat he wears tied loosely with a brown belt. Inside, it is as striking on him as all the others he has worn, but outside he will disappear in the always falling snow. His eyes are lined red.

"I have something to take care of," he says evenly. None of the previous evening's flirtation is in his tone. But he hesitates, before he carefully asks, "Will you wait for me?"

You can't speak, you can barely swallow, so you just nod.

He gives you one more all but unreadable look and then he leaves, walking until you lose him in the crowd. The pervading music plays on.

You listen for the chimes of the castle clock which has been the only mark of time since the endless nights of the ball began. It passes midnight and fireworks go off in the clear night sky.

It passes one o'clock and nothing happens and the celebrations finally begin to wind down, as though everyone finally has the permission to rest after three days and nights of revelry.

Eventually, Kakashi calls the group together, and although he and Sasuke will stand guard over the architect and his family tonight, the danger is judged to have passed as the sky ticks towards dawn for the first time in three days.

Even given permission to sleep, you find that you cannot. You stop by your rooms just long enough to get a thick cloak and the little project you have been working on in your downtime. It doesn't take long for you to realize that there is only one place where you want to wait, to see if Haku will come.

You head down to the garden to watch the dawn come after the ball.

Short winter days mean the sun rises late. You watch the tall clock tick onward while you turn a resin preserved hyacinth between your fingers.

The shadows stretch long behind you as the sun rises beyond the tower.

You don't see or scent him until he has made his footsteps known some distance behind you.

"I didn't expect you to wait up."

You wonder how long he's been waiting too.

"I couldn't sleep," you admit softly. "I wasn't sure what choice you made until a few hours ago, and then I just couldn't sleep."

The hands of the clock move relentlessly onward. The hour and the minute hand sit at an awkward angle from one another, the hour hand barely scraping past the eleven while the minute hand makes its way past the two.

Part of you isn't sure why you came down to the garden. All you had been hoping for was a chance meeting, but now the moment is here.

A deep, fortifying breath comes from behind you, and then Haku was crouching down in the grass right in front of you. He wore no makeup or fancy ornaments in his hair. Like you, he was still in his clothes from the night before, but they were not tied so tightly or carefully.

You offered him the pin you had made in two hands and after a moment he tilted his head as if asking you to place it. You slid the pin through the top of the half-bun his hair was in, carefully arranging it so the cluster of pink and lilac blossoms curled around it.

Silently, the two of you watch the hands of the clock move onward.

"I'm Haku," he finally says.

"Hello, Haku."

You gave him your name.

Haku smiled, not as wide or as energetic as the first night of the ball, but sweeter.

The clock began to play its usual song at the quarter of the hour.

Somewhere, a few ambitious musicians perhaps already nostalgic for the spectacle of the Midnight Ball struck up a chord that barely carried along the breeze.

"May I have this dance?"

Your heart was fluttering, nothing like the first night of the ball.

Haku put his cold hand in yours.

#haku x reader #haku naruto #make a wish prompt fill #prompt fill #implied omegaverse #i found hyacinths have a very spring-like smell #and that seemed to fit haku and the land of snow/spring too well not to use it #I have been stuck on this prompt for lit. a week #so sorry it took so long T.T

114 notes · View notes

forthereaderinserts · 4 years

Text

Zabuza and Haku,defecting to Konoha because you saved their lives: Where should we live until we get our own house?

You: With me.

Kakashi: No way in hell-

Zabuza: No. let them speak

#naruto imagines #naruto x reader #naruto haku x reader #zabuza x reader #haku x reader

443 notes · View notes

cuteconsortboys · 2 years

Text

Thinking about Haku and some drama tonight.

Haku - So, Haku is a commoner by birth right? The empress takes him into her harem after seeing him perform while she was walking by, and a lot of people aren’t happy about this. Especially those whose sons/family members were not picked to join the royal harem. A lot of them are spiteful, and though not actively seeking revenge, are hoping that an opportunity will fall into their laps.

And it does.

Because Haku has lived in the harem for scarcely four months, and he’s already visibly pregnant.

Now, the baby is the empress’s. Haku just so happened to struggle with all the unfamiliar, rich food on his wedding day and couldn’t keep it down, throwing up the medicine used for birth control without realising it, causing him to conceive during his first week in the harem.

But the slighted nobles jump at the suspicious timing, trying to convince the empress that Haku was carrying a bastard child and as he isn’t actually pure, the marriage can be annulled.

For extra drama, imagine that Haku is the first to get pregnant. The empress was not ready or interested in children yet so all the consorts are on birth control, but obviously Haku’s was a mistake. So, the nobles are extra angry, because this commoner could very well be carrying the next empress of the empire, so they have to get the child to be ruled as a bastard!

So, there’s pressure from the outside.

But there’s also pressure from the inside because some of the other members of the harem are not pleased that some random new person just showed up and immediately got pregnant... Does the empress love him more? Did he tamper with the medication? Did he even take it at all?! Why does he get to have one, when most of them have been in the harem for years and keep getting told no??!!

So, there’s pressure from the inside too.

And throughout all of this, Haku is still trying to adjust to this new and unfamiliar lifestyle and get through a pregnancy.

Maybe at one point, it just overwhelms him and he asks for you to take him back to the town he’s from because he can’t handle this, he obviously isn’t supposed to be there.

How would you deal with all the extra pressure? Would you take a firm stance on supporting Haku and risk alienating your most precious supporters? Would you keep Haku but agree that no child he births can ever hold the role of empress? Would you quietly set him up somewhere outside of the main palace so he could live in peace? Let me know your thoughts!

#thoughts #haku #fem!reader #fem reader #consort au #empress au #haku x reader #naruto

119 notes · View notes

mayullla · 2 years

Text

Title: Wonderland White Rabbit

Character(s): Haku Yuki (Naruto)

Summary: When an Alice leaves wonderland (Be that they died or managed to escape the place), a new Alice falls from the rabbit hole. Faith strings pull and look at your memories and thoughts and decide how the residents of wonderland would look at the new Alice. The first Alice was loved and cared for, after they died many grieved their death. The next Alice was hotty, spoiled and uncaring they died because they were abandoned by the residents. The next died becoming an experiment of a resident they too were not loved and the next and the next and the next. The residents adopted the idea that whenever a new Alice comes they would experience a horrible faith in the end... well that is when you came along. A small 10 year old child.

Today you will meet the White Rabbit.

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader, young reader, purely platonic, yandere themes, kidnapping

Just before you fell down the rabbit hole you saw a white rabbit running around. The white rabbit noticed you running toward you. It placed its head rubbing it on your leg and you giggled at the ticklish feeling.

“So cute!”

Just as you were about to touch it, dodged your hand and started to run away. “Huh wait!” You said and started to chase the rabbit not seeing the rabbit hole.

After almost running everywhere in wonderland you finally found the white rabbit, but this time the white rabbit was human and not an animal. “Huh?” You tilted your head at the rabbit looking at the man’s white rabbit ears.

“You are not the white rabbit…” You felt betrayed, where is the white rabbit? You want to pet the white rabbit!

Haku jumped in surprise at your sad face and run towards you gently placing his hand on your cheeks. “Don’t cry, dear ____… I am the white rabbit just…. Human. I am still the white rabbit you saw at the garden in your world.”

You looked at him with distrust and it moved fear in his heart. Haku doesn’t want you to hate him, not after doing so much to lure you here into this place.

Please, please don’t hate me.

“I really am the white rabbit see here.” He pointed at his white rabbit ears as they moved to show that it was real. You gasped in surprise, your father once bought you a bunny ears headband as a present but it never moved like the white rabbits.

“Ohhh, can I touch it?” You asked Haku, who quickly nodded, he was desperate for you to like him.

You tried to touch it and see it flinch at your hand as if shy. Haku looked away not looking at the child that he adores, his ears were sensitive and if by chance you were to tug it would hurt a lot. But you didn’t tug it, instead, you just patted the ears with a soft touch. Haku felt like goo at the touch Zabuza, his predecessor the black rabbit would sometimes pat his ears when Haku completes his mission without any problems but it was never as careful as yours.

“Mister rabbit, do you live here?” You asked curiously, looking at a house with rabbit and bunny decorations on it. Haku nodded still a little bit in a daze but quickly snapped out of it.

“Yes! It is my home! I always wanted to show you my home but I was unable to because of that cat that you keep around and your brother always blocking me from meeting you..” Haku fumed at the thought, he tried for months to get near to you but somehow the cat would be right beside you daring him to take a step further if he wants to be ripped into shreds and when the cat is not there it was your brother that was there watching over you.

Haku thought that it would be safe that time to meet you when it is only your brother but apparently not. You didn’t know but Haku found out that your brother was one of the past Alices that fell into the hole and was able to escape from it.

That man doesn’t want Haku anywhere near you and made it clear.

For a long time, Haku wanted you to become Alice even before you became Alice. As you were the one who saved him when he was in pain after running away from some residents of wonderland that wanted to kill him, to the overworld.

You probably don't remember because you were still young back then. You are still young now but back then you were 7 years old when you found Haku bleeding on the snow in your garden. You took him to your home crying for him and begging your parents to let you keep him.

He was touched by your pure heart as your father helped clean him up and dress his wounds. He could still remember how you still continued to cry for him begging him not to die.

“Please don't die, mister bunny.”

“He won't die, ____ he will be okay”

“Really papa?”

“Yes.. yes.”

You didn’t trust your father and carefully took him to your bedroom to watch over him. Every day you would talk about your day, your thoughts and feelings to him and he would listen. Being with you was peaceful and bright, nothing like his world where the Alice was somewhat smart and was causing havoc in Wonderland by somehow causing the residents to turn on each other.

That Alice was soon to be your brother but at that time you two didn’t know. If Haku knew he would already have killed him before he could get even close to you.

But all good things come to an end at one point, Haku knew he didn’t belong to your world and could actually fade from existence if he would continue to stay. Zabuza was also calling angry as he disappeared for a while. The night he cried that he was leaving made him have an idea, why doesn’t he bring you to his world! You can be the next Alice and then you can happily spend time with him while he takes care of you!

But you were still too young, and his world while magical there was much bloodshed so Haku decided that he would bring you to his world when you grow older, maybe at 18 or 19? He left your room by the window promising you that he would come back when you grow up.

But that didn’t stop him from spying on you. And because of that, he became cocky, getting closer and closer even when your guards surrounded you. He knew that you would never allow them to kill such a small animal like him and because of that you saw him.

He should have taken off then and there but he was craving your touch, he saw how you always pet your cat and he wanted to be pet too! You used to gently pet him when he was sick and he missed that. So with foolish courage, he hopped towards you rubbing his head on your leg. Then it finally dawned on him and this time properly shocking into his core that he should not be here and he ran. He ran before it was too late. His mind was static.

But it already was too late since you are here in wonderland.

“But I need to go back home, mother should be waiting for me right now.”

“I have cookies and tarts at home!” He knew what he was doing was wrong but since you were already here there is no reason to deny it any further!

You pouted at the thought of cookies and tarts, it sounded nice and you wanted to eat as you were hungry.

You nod at the man, without realizing that the white rabbit never had any plans on letting you go as he picks you up gently.

“You will like it here, ____”

#haku yuki #naruto #yandere naruto #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere boy #yandere imagine #yandere aesthetic #yandere male #haku x you #yandere haku #haku naruto

101 notes · View notes