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Winter Bloom (Sakura Haruno x Fem! Reader) part 1 - ♥ Blushing and Crushing ♥
Genre: fluff ???
Synopsis: Sakura was on her way home when she bumped into a beautiful lady she couldn't stop thinking about.
Warnings: none. typos maybe.
Number of Words: 511 words.
Sakura went home after a long and tiring shift at the hospital, it was already getting dark and all she could think about was having dinner with her daughter Sarada and then resting on the couch and just relaxing.
But she was so caught up in her resting fantasies that she didn't pay attention to her path and bumped into someone. It was a woman, she was tall with fair skin, bright blue eyes, very short white hair and was dressed in a suit.
"Hey, are you okay?" asked the woman.
Sakura blushed slightly as her eye landed on her "Wh-what, oh yeah I'm fine thanks. And sorry for bumping into you." Sakura answered while stuttering a bit.
The woman giggled a little and said "No problem at all. I'm pretty glad you bumped into me, it's not every day I get to see someone as cute as you."
Sakura's face turned as red as her clothes and she started running back to her house leaving the beautiful woman behind.
Not long after Sakura arrived at her house, she hurried inside and closed the door while her flushed face was starting to return to its normal complexion. She let out a deep sigh as she leaned against the door.
"I'm home!" she called while taking off her shoes.
"Hey mom! I'm in the kitchen, I thought you were delayed for some surgery or something and I was hungry so I made myself some instant noodles. Do you want me to make you some too?" Sarada asked as she grabbed another instant noodle for her mother.
"Yes Sarada thank you you are a real life saver…" Sakura said sighing as she sat down at the table.
Sarada giggled and put the instant noodles that were ready this quail into the bowl and expressed it to her mother.
"Thank you sweetie" sakura said as she took the bowl of ramen from her.
Sarada laughed and said "wow mom looks like you have a crush on her" which made Sakura blush again.
Sarada wouldn't mind if her mom started dating again, after all her dad is never home to the point where the only reason she even knows what he looks like is by forgetting pictures. She also didn't really care if it was a daughter, as long as her mother was happy it was fine for her.
"Hey don't tease me Sarada it's nothing, now go get ready for bed it's late" Sakura said and chased her home to her room.
וכך הלכה סרדה לחדרה והשאירה את סאקורה לבד עם מחשבותיה.
So what did you think? do you like it?
I reuploaded it to this account because @random33shinobi is no longer active because the computer was destroyed.
The Reina Rex (Indominus Rex X OC) (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/O0PYbHuDqZ **The cover pic belong to me, my drawing and I am not letting no one use it. The characters here do not belong to me, it belong to Colin Trevorrow, the director of Jurassic World. The ones that DO belong to me are the OCs, don't steal.** **WARNING: Violence and mild language!** Highest Rankings: #451 in Non-Fiction #9 in jurassicworld #1 in dino…
DEENA CLAIRE (33)
inspired by: satyrlustt (TikTok)
C.Ai WLW CHARACTER: https://character.ai/profile/caiwlw
Do you ever get that feeling, where you're thinking about love, and you know you want it eventually, but you don't really care when or how, because you know it'll come, and you have bigger things to worry about right now, but it's still fun to dream?
For example, some days, all I want is to meet a beautiful butch girl, who looks at me with soft eyes, and holds me close, not just in the dark of night, but in the broad daylight. And we meet pretty simply, and we start out friends, and nothing much happens. Until one day, we're at her house, and she's staring at me, so I look up at her, and neither of us can turn away. And we keep getting closer, and closer, until we can't get any closer without touching. So we stay like that, till someone makes a move, and we both make a move, leaning in softly. We live together in a little apartment, and we explore until our feet fall off, just taking in everything that we see.
Then other days, I want to meet a stunning femme girl. She holds her phone close, she's not really shy, and she likes showing off her small world, to the bigger world around her. She takes photos and videos, because she loves the memories, not just the views. She grabs my hand whenever she can, and she takes me to do things I never would have done. I'm her photographer, and she's mine, but I prefer being behind the camera, because I love watching her shine. And she introduces me into her videos, as we grow closer, and pulls me in closer to paint my face with those beauty tools I'll never understand and she'll never need. And she asks me if I like her lipstick, if I want to try it on. Of course I'll say yes, and I'll kiss her, or maybe she'll kiss me. And I'll help and I'll watch as she captures the worlds beauty, resting in those aesethic apartments, I only thought lived on tv.
Or maybe, it'll be my best friend and it'll sneak up on me. And we'll be laughing, and I'll look at him and he'll look at me, because we're both so happy. It never really seems like much more than friendship, until he's one his knees, dramatically serenading me, and we both know it's a joke, but for the first time, I realise I'm falling. And I don't know if he'll catch me. But if he does, then nothing much will change, most everything will stay the same, except the way he says my name, and the way I hold him closer. The way he kisses my lips, or the impromptu midnight trips that I turn into dates.
And I just think that love so important and wonderful. And I know everyone doesn't feel love in the same way, and I know some don't feel romantic or sexual love at all, and that is okay or completely valid. Because I feel like you can get so much out of just romantic love, or just platonic love, because love has no limits and neither do our hearts.
But yeah, sometimes, I just love to dream.
Barbie x Female Reader
❌Some Spoilers Ahead❌
Hey guys! I just watched the Barbie movie and absolutely loved it. So I had to write a short fanfic on it but if you guys like it enough I may expand on it. I wanted to write this because it seems poetic that the idea of Barbie and Ken would break apart and she can see that she isn’t confined to him or the gender after it being what was expected.
Warnings: Self-Depreciation
Every day in Barbieland was absolutely perfect. Not a hair was out of place, the sun was shining, the sky was bright plastic blue and not a Barbie was frowning.
Except one.
Stereotypical Barbie was about to leave to head into the real world, find the kid who was making her a ‘weird’ barbie, and make them see the empowerment in Barbie once more. Her Barbie friends gathered around her, saying their good lucks and goodbyes, each sounding more and more similar to the last.
Y/N Barbie isnt gathered around her as she frowned at the idea of not wishing her goodbye. As much as she wished to, her brother was tightly holding her back, albeit unaware, as he bragged to another Ken about Barbie ‘inviting’ him to go with. That’s right. Her brother is Ken, as in Barbie and Ken. The supposed to be power-couple. But the truth is, it’s one sided.
Y/N didn’t notice the longing gaze sent her way from the beautiful blonde. Ken did, and of course he though it was for him resulting in a awkward kissy face being sent her way.
She had been too busy thinking about the outside world. It was so unknown. After all she wasn’t nicknamed curious barbie for no reason even if it’s not her official name.
It was odd being a Barbie without a sense of purpose. Y/N was just simply herself. She didn’t have a specified job, she just jumped around and worked with anyone who wanted a little help in their field. Oddly enough she was good at anything after a little practice.
Finally leaving the circle of thoughts as her brothers grip left her arm and her daydream was back to just that, a dream.
But the frown finally lifted at the sight of Barbie. Y/N quickly rushed down to her as Barbie was close to getting into the car.
Barbie heard the commotion of running footsteps and a slight squeak as the person in question was running too fast and literally ran into Barbie as the women in question didn’t even stumble as she felt herself be pulled into a tight hug. After noticing who it eas not a second went by before her arms wrapped tightly against Y/N’s figure.
No Barbie or Ken questioned their warm embrace. Barbie preferred it that way. She knew how Y/N let her brother get the best of her. If he questioned her too much about it, she surely would get awkward and avoid being open like this. That’s just how Y/N was… and she loved her for it.
Y/N has no idea of Barbies feelings for her, after all she’s stereotypical Barbie. She could never even imagine someone like her even considering the thought. Y/N was just another Barbie in the mix. She wasn’t even President Barbie or Doctor Barbie. Like she thought; Y/N was just her.
But that’s what made her so appealing.
Barbie knew long before she started to get flat feet that she had a crush on the girl. But ever since that happened, the only positive thing that could come out of the situation was that her feelings were intensified. They grew more mature and realistic, just like her.
Their hug ended with a soft gaze before they separated completely and Barbie got into her car. Y/N watched as she began to slowly drove away. When suddenly she slammed on the breaks making everyone gasp. She turned around and in one sentence she spoke
“Y/N… will you come with me?”
Again everyone thought nothing of it. Everyone other than Y/N and Barbie, they just smiled before saying their quick goodbyes as the former of which smiled brightly and nodded before gracefully running up to the car and hopping in.
Y/N still didn’t see the loving gaze as Barbie turned her head and continued driving away.
After all it is Barbie and Ken, not Barbie and Y/N
But with all the changes going on around them, why can’t they make one more?
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Authors Note (you don’t have to read, just about the general feelings)
There is so much I can say about this movie but it’s hard to even put it into words. I give it a major 10/10, even above that if it counted. Watching the movie just gave me a different sense of self. It made me feel like I wasn’t alone. With the Barbie world and our world basically being switched where women are in high standing positions and are respected. Meanwhile our world constantly puts women down and are offered less opportunities. I don’t want to get too deep but this movie was a wake up call for so many people to see the differences in treatment and the expectations of a woman. This is just a tidbit of the deep message within the story of a Mattel doll. Something so small that represents so much more then themselves.
Surprise! Another prompt done! I'm not sure how I managed to squeeze out a new one today after having written a different one already, but I'm not complaining. Kairos and Kyn are always a pleasure to write about. Plus its been forever since I wrote any smut and I'm happy with how it came out!
Day 8: Umbrellas
Fandom: None
Summary: Kairos wakes up next to her beloved, but in the middle of their affections, something breaks the moment.
Rating: Explicit
Words: 1,751
Characters: Kairos (OC), Arkyn (OC)
Kairos shifted in the lavish bed, taking some blankets with her. Yet an unexpected opposition against her tug made her try again in vain. With one last try, now half awake and half asleep, she finally managed to bring the blankets to her side, along with something else.
The queen readjusted herself to cuddle up the vampire, one arm resting on her chest and one leg lazily draped over hers, both women entangled in bed. Queen Arkyn yawned, opening her eyes slowly as she woke up. She glanced up at her companion, Kairos’ white hair tangled and messy after last night’s activities, her pale skin decorated with almost completely faded bite marks and hickeys. Kairos glanced down at her beloved as well, softly cupping her cheek as she admired her in all her glory, the sheets doing little to nothing to hide their bare bodies. She felt a surge of lust reawaken as her eyes travelled down to the queen’s chest and torso, hers free of any love marks to ensure her husband wouldn’t suspect a thing. The blankets cut off the great view far too early for her liking, but she remained civil. They had drunk plenty of wine the night before, and while Kairos could barely feel the effects of alcohol in her body—a perk from being an immortal being with regenerative healing powers—the queen wasn’t so lucky, and the vampire didn't want to disturb her if she suffered from a hangover.
Kyn’s skin was warm to the touch, while hers was cold as a corpse, giving away her undead nature. The queen melted into Kairos’ affections with a dreamy sigh, earning a chuckle from her forbidden partner.
“What’s so funny?” Kyn questioned as Kairos caressed her cheek with her thumb.
“Nothing. I just find it endearing how the oh-so-wise and stoic queen becomes a puddle of sighs and blushes in my arms” she replied teasingly, a playful yet sweet smile tugging at her lips.
The queen, a woman well into her 40s, pouted at the tease. She shifted on the bed to get on top of Kairos, her head now resting on her bare chest as the vampire traced idle lines along her back.
“At least I’m not the one who needs a pillow to quiet myself at night”, Kyn teased back, her grin growing as Kairos blushed.
“Quiet, you”
The queen giggled at her mumbled words and leaned in to kiss her.
Kairos happily returned the kiss.
While these nightly encounters were fewer and more scattered than Kairos would have liked, there were nights like that one when they were free to enjoy each other’s company without interruptions. With the king gone for some important meeting in the neighbouring kingdom, their kids off with their grandfather for the weekend, and little to nothing significant for the queen to do, both women had agreed to meet up and enjoy themselves. And enjoyed themselves they had.
Their clothes lay scattered around the bedroom floor, having been tossed and quickly forgotten by the couple amid their haste to make it to the bed; the cups of wine still had some remnants of the drink, the bottle open and empty.
Kyn’s lips travelled down from Kairos’ own to her jawline, gently sucking and nipping at her neck as she lowered her head further. The vampire hummed at her affections, one hand grabbing the queen’s waist and the other tangled between her hair.
The previous night, the queen’s room had been filled with sounds of pleasure and desperation, a shared feeling of urgency to explore each other’s bodies once more. Sweet laughter and whispers followed by gasps and whimpers, moans muffled by lips or pillows to ensure the castle would remain ignorant of their activities. However, that same sense of urgency had disappeared, replaced by something else.
As the queen glanced up at Kairos, the vampire gently lifted her and pushed her against the mattress, now with her on top and her precious Kyn underneath her. That was how they usually started those encounters, yet later, they often found themselves in opposite positions and roles, and both were very much on board with it. Their eyes locked briefly, and Kairos couldn’t help but admire the view before her. While time had yet to affect her physical appearance, her lover had grown older with the years—some grey hairs mixed in between her brunette locks; her porcelain-like skin showed creases along her mouth and eyes, and her eyes, while still ignited by the same passion she shared for her, lacked a certain shinning, a flicker of youth Kairos had once thought permanent in her gaze.
The vampire felt her heart ache, a sudden sadness threatening to take over her mind. If only she had reached out sooner rather than hiding as a monster, scared of getting rejected by her beloved, maybe then they could have shared countless more nights like that one. Perhaps she wouldn’t have been forced to marry that dreadful husband of hers. Maybe-
“Kai?” the queen’s soft voice broke the vampire’s thread of thoughts, her eyes once more landing on her bare form and the sadness leaving way for a familiar burning passion.
“Yes, my sweet?”
“If, you know, you don’t want to do this again, that’s alright. I know I’m not exactly in my prime, and giving birth does take its toll on a woman’s body…” Arkyn laughed nervously, a soft blush spreading to her cheeks, feeling like a teenager talking with her first crush all over again.
Kairos shut her up with a kiss, earning a gasp from her lover yet feeling her melting into it regardless. Once their lips parted, leaving both women breathless, Kairos reached out and gently caressed her cheek.
“You are even more beautiful than I could have hoped,” she murmured as she studied her lover’s body, her hungry gaze leaving no patch of skin unseen. “I just wish I had reunited with you earlier to worship you as you deserve.”
Worship. That was it. Someone as beautiful, kind, witty… As perfect as her dear queen deserved nothing, if not the treatment of a goddess from her followers. She deserved to be worshipped and pampered, to be treated like a deity amongst men. Kairos might have lost time, but she was more than willing to make up for it all.
Before Kairos could fully delve into the s heets once more to prove to her queen just how much she still wanted her, a sound broke the quiet of the night. A rooster’s song made its way to the queen’s chambers, making Kairos halt her assault on the queen’s chest. She frowned, glancing up to the window. As a former farm girl, she was used to the sounds of the animals, and she knew by heart at what time of the day each felt more active. It was true that they had fallen asleep, but surely their slumber had lasted less than an hour, a couple at most… right?
“Something wrong?” Arkyn asked breathlessly, her eyes half-lidded as she glanced up at her partner.
“…What time is it, Kyn?”
“Uh…”
The queen got up from bed, leaving Kairos alone between the sheets and furs that sat atop the luxurious mattress. Kyn stumbled towards her desk; the discarded clothes, the darkness, and her residual dizziness made her trip by accident on some of the garments. She reached for her pocket watch, and her eyes widened as she registered the time. Kairos didn’t reach to see the hour, but her night vision allowed her to catch the surprise etched on her lover’s face. She frowned at her expression, raising her head from the comfortable pillows.
“Kyn?” she urged her.
“So… It’s kind of a little bit past 6.50 AM”, she answered softly, trying to keep panic from settling into Kairos, which happened anyway.
The vampire usually left the castle far earlier than that, not daring to be found out by the queen’s maids that barged into her bedroom with the sunrise, or even worse, getting caught by daylight and burning alive as she tried to return to her manor. If it was that late already, then the sun would come out any minute now, and both Kairos and the princess knew the castle wasn’t a safe place for her to wait out the daylight while hiding from everyone.
“How did we sleep so much?!” Kairos gathered her clothes along with Kyn, putting them on in a rush.
“Well, there was the wine, and then we did end up pretty tired after we tried that new thing with the candles…” the queen murmured under her breath as she searched for something, making Kairos blush.
“It was rhetorical , Kyn, but thank you for the reminder; I was there, too.” She started buttoning her blouse, yet her hands kept clumsily missing the small holes. “Ugh, stupid buttons!” She gave up on her blouse and floated around the room as she put on one shoe, looking for the other all at once. “Have you seen my other heel?”
“Bathtub?” Kairos quickly flew into the queen’s private bathroom, finding her lost heel and necklace inside the tub.
“Thank you, love.”
Arkyn felt a quick kiss on her cheek as she kept digging in her closet, Kairos putting on her heel on the other side of the room. Her hands fumbled around the different drawers and compartments, frantically searching every nook and cranny of her wardrobe. Just as Kairos was about to announce her departure, the queen rose victorious from her search and rushed to her side.
“Here. It’ll help you avoid the first rays of sun.”
Kairos looked down at her hands as the queen passed her what she had been looking for: an umbrella. She looked up at her beloved, her smile causing one of her own to appear on her face, and she gently kissed her lips.
“I’ll be back tonight”, she promised, the vampire’s lips lingering on the queen’s for a second longer than necessary.
“And I’ll be waiting for you. Now go before the sun catches you.”
With a heavy heart, Kairos opened the window and opened the umbrella. She glanced back at the queen, her body refusing to go away so soon, yet the sense of rush grew with each passing second.
After sending her one last kiss, the vampire jumped out of the window and flew away, her figure soon becoming a blur for the queen, who watched her departure from her bedroom.