@revennir, sorry it’s a text post now cuz asks are being weird and won’t let me read more things.

((Sexy times under cut. You’ve been warned.))

Imagine being loved by me.

- Talk, Hozier

Rasa was looking forward to a quiet evening which required little to no thinking. Especially after that committee meeting— the world is so filled with idiots who need everything spelled out for them.

Also, it was a bit late. Not enough to have Sasori giving him that look, but late enough that he had to let Kuri know that he likely won’t be joining them for dinner. Yes, Chestnut, I will get something healthy. I love you. I’ll see you soon.

A click when Rasa puts the key in and opens the door to the foyer. Takes off his coat. His shoes. His briefcase on its spot at the table. The first floor is quiet, except for the small purr from one of the cats, asking for dinner.

“I’m sure you’ve been fed already,” he said, giving the small thing a light pat on the head. Rasa, instead, adds more water to her bowl. She will have to content herself with that until breakfast.

He then turns to the stairs. Rasa thinks of a warm shower. Kuri and Sasori asleep on the bed. He will get to lie down on the pillow on his side— perhaps, be able to draw Kuri closer and kiss her between her shoulders. Tell her that he loves her.

But, as luck would have it, nothing in this household is ever… as expected.

@revennir

Yashamaru tucked all three of his children in for the evening. It had been Father’s Day and they spent most of it outside--- up early for a special breakfast, went out to the park and then to a special lunch, then ended the day with a few of the kid’s games and an extra special dinner made by mom at home.

This year, he got a poem from Azu (who had spent a month trying to figure out the best rhymes), artwork from Ame (oh, he couldn’t even put it in the fridge anymore, this simply had to be framed), and a beautiful bracelet from Haruka (woven with some of his favorite colors).

“Good night, dears,” he gifts them one kiss each. Tucked in and snug in bed. “Ame,” he whispered, “You should really go to sleep,” he pulled out a book and a flashlight from under her pillow while his daughter continued to pretend to sleep. “There will be time for books tomorrow. Tonight is for rest.”

One last look at the room before he leaves them to their dreams.

x.X.x

“Love of my life,” Yashamaru teased Anko, kissing her cheek and wrapping his arms around her. Disturbing her tooth brushing routine. He rests his head on her shoulder.

“Har hu hokh-ay?”

A pause. “I’m just really glad,” he whispered.

Anko started finishing up and then turned towards Yasha. “Has the day gotten you all sentimental on me?”

“Yeah,” he laughed, “Just looking back at a few good decisions I’ve made in life.” Another kiss. “You’re at the top of my list, of course.”

And so was calling her that night--- that one night Sasori caught him down at his worst. They had been spending nights together even before then but... there was an opening of himself that day. Like a dusty old house whose windows have finally let some light in. (Light. And talking to people about his problems. And medications. And water ‘cuz we’re staying hydrated.)

“Good decisions like staying a general pediatrician.” They both slipped into bed. “Getting out of the hospital.”

“It suits you, Dr. Mitarashi,” Anko laid her head against the pillow. Scooting closer to her husband. “Being a dad suits you too.”

“Thank you, Dr. Mitarashi,” he laughed.

Good decisions like walking back to you before I lost you forever. How did I ever let go of you, love?

“I know that look,” Anko poked his nose, “If you start crying, I will too. And then neither of us will get sleep with our stuffy noses.” How did he ever forget that smile? “Go to sleep. The best things will still be here in the morning.”

Yasha smiled at Anko and touched her cheek.

@mita-rashi, @revennir

I would like to say, mostly because of @scheherazade-sings (I will definitely fault her for that : )) in the best way of course), I000% am open to polyshipping. Very open. Apparently.

I don’t think I have an OT3 that’s “one and true”. I don’t even think I have an OT3 PER muse.

@mita-rashi, @revennir

I find that... eeeeh, it depends.

There are some relationships that Sasori feels secure in and won’t really cause jealousy. He might even suggest a poly in these situations. Such reactions tend to happen in The Good AUs.

Others, Sasori is not so secure in. Tends to believe that this relationship is too good to be true, that his partner is not actually that committed to the relationship, and tends to self-sabotage in these relationships. So, jealousy is probably a bit of a thing here. These are the self-destructive AUs.

If he’s not in a set committed relationships and the jealous feelings over come him---- more than act out on it initially, he tends to draw inward and sort of hide in his shell. He tends to be a touchy creature in these times. Sasori generally does not take well to rejection when it comes to relationships.

But again, these are all relationships.

@revennir @spycaptain 

4x my muse swears it’s not a date, and the one time that’s definitely a date

1. Monday; walking at the edge of Black Water Lake. Kuri could read lips better than Rasa could sign— but he had insisted, and she might have found that charming. It was about half an hour into the conversation when they realized that their companions have, perhaps deliberately, fallen behind.

2. Winter; Hogsmeade. Rasa had been out with family that day and Kuri was looking at sweets with Sasori. They bumped into each other, said hello, made shy comments about the chocolate frogs being sweeter this time of year. But it was Sasori who bumped into Mayumi and set into motion the domino of introductions. In the end, Kuri was invited to join them for dinner and Sasori was nowhere to be seen.

3. Recess after third period; Divination room. Despite being enrolled in a school for witchcraft and wizardry, Rasa prefered to lean on the comfort of logic and cause and effect. Kuri thought he was just too stubborn to unlearn preconceived ideas about the subject. “Here, let me show you.” Suddenly, his hand was on hers, Kuri’s fingers tracing the lines at the palm of his hand. Rasa forgetting to breathe.

4. Three days before the exams; library. Kuri asked for help she didn’t really need from someone who hasn’t gone through that material in years. They pretended to study, and then pretended to study elsewhere. Somewhere more quiet.

@revennir

Honestly, I think it depends on the muse?

Yasha, for example, I have not shipped with anyone except Anko. He doesn’t really want to be shipped with anyone and is more than perfectly fine that way. He would love a lot of friendships, meaningful relationships, and other such kinds if others would be willing to plot it out. (For example, @akatdollie‘s Sasori and Yasha are very close, have a good bond, got each other’s backs <3 @akatdeity Nurse Hidan being an interesting combination with Yasha too and the thing we get from this is that--- Yasha prefers strong personalities, who may or may not but usually do, “bully” him into good things.)

Karura is on the opposite spectrum and is relatively easy to ship. She’s got an easy personality which tends to mix well with a lot of people. There are just some baseline things that need to be mentioned--- where her boundaries are, respect, what she likes and doesn’t, and it usually plays out pretty well.

Mango or else it’s dead to you made me laugh

I am so sorry ;w; ;w; But before, I have never considered that California Maki had a different recipe outside the Philippines??

To my SUPREME DISAPPOINTMENT when I bit down to it. It was not mango. 

SEND A ❦ IF YOU’D CONSIDER SHIPPING OUR MUSES.

finally getting around to answering these

As you know, I really like HidaAnko, and we’ve been tossing around the idea of CharisJashin in DMs. I also want to try a SasoKuri AU with you? It works great with the Sasori of @sunagakurenosato, and though my Sasori doesn’t grow up in Japan, I think they could be really excellent friends later in life, in the U.S.

Real talk, tho: I would ship with any of your muses, platonic or otherwise. You’re a great friend and writer outstanding ideas, and a way of bringing them to life that makes me go “omg”.