Memories

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Naruto: So, Kakashi-sensei, how did you fall in love with Y/n-sensei?

Kakashi: Our eyes met…and everything else was fleeting.

Sakura: Y/n-sensei, how did you meet Kakashi-sensei?

You: oh, we were kids and I punched him. He looked at me weird.

The woman laid in his arms, her eyes blinded from the attacks in battle. She bled out from the sword embedded into her stomach, but it had been so long that she couldn't feel the pain anymore. He had long since ordered his soldiers to find the medic back at camp, but it was taking too long.

The light, slow, gentle snowfall had been ongoing since the night before, covering the ground in a thin layer of white that was now dyed red all around the two of them. Her sightless eyes gazed up at the snow-filled clouds, a few snowflakes landing gently on her face and melting faster than she could tell.

He promised her that he'd keep her safe.. that he'd protect her, but he couldn't make to her in time.. he was on the other side of the battlefield, but the moment he saw the enemy raise their sword against her, he shoved away the one he was fighting and ran. He ran as fast as he could but he wasn't fast enough.

Now the enemy was gone, leaving a battlefield littered with different bodies of both his team and the opposing, but they didn't even cross his mind when she was bleeding out in his arms. He couldn't even do anything besides press his already blood covered hands against her wound.

She called out his name, her voice holding a small tremor. He immediately looked over at her blood-stained face that was still so beautiful, even with the cuts and show of war..

"It's quiet.."

so was her voice.. he had to lean over to hear her better. He slowly lifted his hands away from her wound when he realized that she wouldn't make it out of this place..

"..Is the snow pretty..?"

he pressed his lips together as he held back tears.. she always loved the snow, but she couldn't even see it once more before she passed. Without even raising his gaze from her face, he spoke gently. His voice was always gentle when he spoke to her, such a difference compared to when he ordered around his other soldiers.

"..mm.. it's breathtaking.. it always is.."

She gave a small, serene smile. She knew he didn't look, and she also knew the hidden meaning behind his words.. he took her hand in his, giving a gentle squeeze, which she was too weak to return.

"I'm glad.. I've always liked the snow"

..'I know'. He let out a shaking, pained breath as he watched her let her eyes fall closed before she whispered one last time.

"I hope you see me when it snows.. I'll be there.."

As he watched her, he could only give a small nod even though she wouldn't see it. The tears finally fell from his eyes when he could no longer see the small cloud her warm breath created against the cold air. He leaned over and pressed his forehead against hers, letting out quiet sobs as he hugged her limp body against his chest.

that trend but with Jily

do you ever look at someone and go like “yep, that’s definitely a child of hermes”

Marcille makes me cry man, I never really cared for elves as a fantasy race but characterizing one as a person with the sole motivation to spend as much time as she can with the people she loves because she knows she'll outlive them is a heart wrenching masterpiece of an idea.

You know one thing (of many) that I always appreciated that Furudate did was he literally let us in to even the most minor character’s life by telling us their sibling order. And it revealed so much.

Like of COURSE Daichi is the oldest of 5.

Of COURSE Nishinoya has 3 older sisters.

OBVIOUSLY Shoyo has a little sister that’s like 10 years younger than him so he spent many years as an only child.

Oikawa is CLEARLY a younger brother, and Iwa and very much an only child.

I have no doubt that Mama Miya spent 3 years with her toddler twins and then was like “absolutely not I’m closing up shop”

I just love that we were given these things to build onto their characters

URARAKA MY QUEEN!!

Having many ochako thoughts lately

Barty's animagus being a pigeon that always shits on people's heads and occasionally in their mouths if the wind cooperates