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#i know it isn't valentines day yet shush
vamp-a-day · 3 months
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day 72
Sweet & Fickle
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roughly 3 years ago i redrew sparkling from that one official tweet and plopped vamp in there too bc you can never have too much vampire
absolutely hate the way they're posed in this old drawing, vamp with the autism stance and sparkling before i'd actually established what i wanted his personality to be outside of canon's simple characterization. 3 years doesn't feel like it should be a long time ago but man.
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mtnikolle · 3 months
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A Potion for the Ages
For @kakairu-rocks KakaIru Valentine's Week 2024, Day 2 Prompt: Love Potion and @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt "Seal It Tight!"
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: lruka & Naruto
Pairing: lruka/Kakashi (future implied)
Word Count: 1092
It's (relatively) early on a Saturday morning in February when Iruka slips through the door of the Namikaze-Uzumaki household. The weather has been unusually warm for February, and everything outside is slippery from last night's freezing rain.
lruka quietly hangs his jacket (not his parka!) on a hook in the entrance, sets his boots on the mat, steps around Kakashi's backpack, and goes to find Naruto. Minato may or may not be home from work yet, and if he is, he'll be sleeping. Which is why he's here on a Saturday morning instead of his usual Thursday after school. Iruka is both surprised and worried that he doesn't hear Naruto. Naruto is loud at least 90% of the time that he's awake, and at—Iruka pulls his phone out to check—8:30 in the morning, there's no way Naruto isn't up.
Iruka pokes his head into several rooms, none of which hold Naruto, before he finally hears the babbling sound of a Naruto stream of consciousness ramble™️ coming from the kitchen.
lruka steps into the room and, even though Minato and Kushina said he didn't need to come until 9, wishes he'd arrived earlier. The kitchen was, well, not a <i>complete</i> disaster, but not far from it either. There are so many bottles of things from the fridge and cupboards on the countertops that lruka can't help but wonder if they are completely empty. The sink is full of dirty bowls, and there are puddles of… something on the floor and countertops.
Quietly, Iruka greets Naruto, “Hey, kiddo, whatcha up to?”
“Iruka!”
Naruto's whisper is so loud that it might as well be a shout.
"Is your dad home yet?”
“Yeah, he got home an hour ago. And Kakashi, that lazy bum, isn't up yet.”
Iruka snorts. Kakashi isn't remotely lazy, though Iruka understands why Naruto thinks he is.
“Did you have breakfast?”
Naruto grimaces, but nods.
“Dad made <i>so many</i> pancakes for supper last night!” Then he pouts. “We're gonna be stuck eatin’ ‘em ‘til Mom gets home!”
Iruka knows Kushina is gone for the next week, so this is definitely an exaggeration.
“What are you up to, then?”
“A potion to help Kakashi!” he exclaims.
“A potion?”
"Yeah!”
Iruka shushes Naruto before he gets even louder and wakes Minato. Naruto looks contrite for 0.25 seconds, but does continue more quietly.
“Me and Kakashi watched a movie last night—he let me stay up so late, it was awesome!—there was dragons and battles and wizards and witches—”
Iruka lets Naruto’s flood of words continue for a while, but none of them explain the mess in the kitchen or how any of it is supposed to help Kakashi, who is due to roll out of bed and stumble out the door late for work soon.
Eventually, Iruka interrupts, "Naruto. What does any of that have to do with this…?” Iruka gestures to the mess all around them.
“The sword guy had a crush on this sword girl, but she never even <i>noticed</i>, even though he was always talking stupid and turning red and watching her when they weren't fighting zombies!”
Iruka blinks in stunned confusion. Zombies? He thought it was dragons…
“So he went to this guy who made a potion so she would notice him and fall in love with him.”
Naruto sounds completely disgusted as he says those last few words, but he's also still young enough to believe that girls have cooties…
“Kakashi…?” Iruka prompts.
“Right. Mom said he has a crush. But he never does anything about it! Tch, lazy—”
“Naruto,” Iruka interrupts.
“Right. He needs <i>so much help</i>! So I'm making a potion so Kakashi can become awesome and the guy will notice him and fall in love.”
It's moments like this that show how much Naruto now sees Kakashi as his brother, rather than an interloper, because while Naruto’s tone expresses his disgust at the whole concept and how lacking he thinks Kakashi's person is for this, he <i>does</i> genuinely wanted to help. Which is cute, if misguided, but he decides to leave that conversation to Kakashi…
“And how is it going?”
Naruto sags. “Ugh. Not so good.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. We don't have any of the weird stuff the potion guy used, so I've been trying all kinds of stuff.”
That certainly explained all the bottles. Iruka decides to abandon the homework plan that was originally created for the morning and asks, “What can I do to help?”
Naruto actually pauses to think, and Iruka hears the front door close, so Kakashi definitely heard most of that. Iruka smirks as he imagines Kakashi playing along.
“It should be Valentinesy, I guess, maybe...?”
“That's a good idea. Maybe something chocolatey or sweet?”
Naruto's face lights up, “Yeah! And mom said something about being hot, so maybe spicy…?”
Iruka snickered, then sighed.
“Ok, well, we're going to need to clean this up before we can get started.”
Naruto makes a face, but doesn't argue, so Iruka starts putting bottles back in the cupboard, and Naruto grabs a dishcloth to start cleaning the spills.
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Chocolate sauce.
Vanilla.
Honey.
Chili flakes.
Mustard powder.
Cinnamon.
They mix it all together in a clean bowl, and Naruto scoops some out for Iruka to taste. Iruka, having the advantage of knowing what's in it, doesn't grimace or wince once it goes into his mouth. He simply swallows and decides he's lucky that the flavours of the spices haven't had time to develop…
(Afterwards, he also adds some of Minato and Kushina's chocolate whiskey, but Naruto doesn't need to know about that.)
“Let's see if we can find a nice looking container for it, shall we?” lruka gives the concoction his seal of approval.
Before Iruka can stop him, Naruto jumps up, fist in the air, and shouts, “Yes!”
“Shhhh!”
“Sorry, sorry.”
“It's your dad you're going to need to apologise to if you wake him up,” is Iruka's stern response.
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Together, they go and look through all of the vases, old perfume bottles, medicine bottles, water bottles, and food storage containers in the house. Nothing is quite good enough for Naruto. Naruto eventually hits the jackpot anyway with a little bottle in the recycling bin. Iruka thinks it was probably a sampler alcohol bottle Kushina brought home from her last business trip. The important thing is that it's cool looking enough for Naruto, and Iruka can wash and sterilise it.
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“Seal it tight! You can give it to Kakashi when he gets home.”
Slyly, “Maybe <i>you</i> should give it to Kakashi instead.”
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jihyocentric · 1 year
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a quick (and late) valentine's day for our fwb jeonghyo! inspired by this ask, but it's valentine's day instead :)
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jihyo stares at peanut and she feels like he's judging her. he isn't really, he's only paying attention to his bowl in her hand, filled with food. jihyo seems to forget she had to feed him, standing in the middle of the kitchen while daydreaming, thinking about what she'd do to celebrate valentine's day with jeongyeon.
when peanut whines she wakes up and realizes he was hungry, placing his bowl filled with dog food on the ground, then leaving him be. while jeongyeon is at work, she thinks about what could be done in a situation like that. she wasn't dating jeongyeon, so celebrating the valentine's day shouldn't be a worry of hers but she wanted to, she wanted to do all of those things with jeongyeon, even if they weren't official yet.
she couldn't cook, couldn't try to drag jeongyeon on a date as she knew jeongyeon would come home tired from work, she couldn't buy a gift for jeongyeon because jeongyeon would suspect something was off, so the options were limited. jihyo couldn't cook, but she could order food, and that's exactly what she did. the only gifts that jihyo could give jeongyeon and pass off as nothing were takeout food and, well, sex.
she hoped peanut couldn't hear her thoughts as she caressed him, he was too young to know what she'd planned to do with jeongyeon. jeongyeon loved him, peanut was more hers than he was jihyo's, but he was still their baby. every time jihyo tried to say something dirty with him around, jeongyeon would shush her, saying that she shouldn't speak like that in front of the baby.
it was annoying, but jihyo endured it because she was the one to get him anyway. sex anywhere around the house wasn't a thing anymore, unless they locked peanut in a room with something to keep him entertained while they had a private moment. they felt guilty for doing that, but they wouldn't give up on kitchen or couch sex.
jihyo quickly took the food out of the oven and placed it on the dining table once the timer bleeped, afraid of ruining the food, so she was extra careful. she only wanted to heat it. the table wasn't too big, just enough for two best friends who shared an apartment and received guests from time to time, but jihyo prepared it neatly.
she didn't realize jeongyeon was already home, the older didn't make sound or tried to be noticed, preferring to watch jihyo setting the table for them. she knew about the special date, of course she did, and with mina's help she bought something for jihyo, but she was wondering if she should give it to jihyo now or later.
"what the hell!" jihyo screams, placing a hand over her chest. "why were you sneaking?!"
"i was just admiring you." jeongyeon smiles, getting closer so she could peck jihyo's lips. she drags her hands lower, giving jihyo's ass a firm squeeze. "admiring this to be specific."
"you know i'll never let you have it, don't you?" jihyo huffs, grumpy, pushing jeongyeon away.
jeongyeon pouts. "not even once?"
"never." jihyo insists.
"hmph. i'm fine with these anyway." jeongyeon tries to touch her chest but jihyo slaps her hand. "oh, come on! i have the right to touch it!"
"you would if we were dating." jihyo frowns and redirects herself to the table, checking if everything was on spot. "i ordered food for us."
"i saw," jeongyeon says, approaching jihyo again. "but what if i want to eat something else?"
jihyo laughed softly. "you can…" she turns around, holding jeongyeon's face with both hands and tiptoeing to kiss her lips. "after we have dinner."
jihyo takes a seat and waits for jeongyeon to sit next to her, feeling hungry after spending a day taking care of herself to look pretty for jeongyeon. they eat while talking about their day, the usual thing they did every day. jeongyeon liked to listen more, as jihyo could go on for hours and not even realize she was talking too much — and that was one of the things jeongyeon loved about her the most.
after they finished, jeongyeon got up and took their plates before jihyo could. "i have something for you, don't move."
she places their used plates at the sink, then finds her bag somewhere in the living room, getting what she'd bought for jihyo. it was a simple gift, somewhat cliche but it was too yoo jeongyeon of her to give that to jihyo, therefore, jeongyeon figured jihyo would love it.
jeongyeon hides the stuffed bear behind her back as she makes her way to the kitchen. it had buttons as his eyes and it was big enough that jihyo could cuddle it whenever jeongyeon wasn't there, without sneezing like she would when she cuddled with peanut.
"what is it?" jihyo tries to take a peek curiously, and jeongyeon laughs, offering the bear to her.
"it's a simple gift, mina helped me pick." jeongyeon lets jihyo take the stuffed animal, scratching her nape anxiously when jihyo went silent.
"you're so..." jihyo gets up, sighing. jeongyeon waits for an insult but it never comes, and then jihyo is wrapping her arms around her. "so g-good to me."
"don't tell me you're crying?" jeongyeon coos, kissing the top of jihyo's head.
"don't point it out. it's only a couple of tears." jihyo complains, smacking jeongyeon's back in return. "you're an ass but i love you so much."
"i love you too," jeongyeon pulls away, holding jihyo's face so she could kiss her. jihyo leans in, sighing at the soft kiss she receives. "happy valentine's day, i guess."
jihyo pouts. "we're not dating."
jeongyeon nearly laughs, not surprised by jihyo's reluctance at all. even if she was the one to (technically) make dinner for them, jihyo would still point out that they weren't in a relationship and shouldn't be acting like a couple.
"people who love each other can celebrate valentine's day too." jeongyeon replies softly.
jihyo sighs. "i feel bad now, i didn't think of a cute thing to give you. i thought you'd only want sex so i dressed up-"
jeongyeon interrupts her right away. "oh but that's exactly what i want, miss park. it's your turn to surprise me now. you can start by taking off your clothes."
jihyo smiles. "are you sure you want me to get naked in front of peanut?"
"shit, is he here?" jeongyeon groans. jihyo points to the door by the kitchen and both of them look at him. "you'll have to get naked in my bedroom, then. what a shame."
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WOOOO I LOVE THESE REQUESTS Y'ALL ARE GIVING ME
It's more Nick Valentine and John Hancock because whO DOESN'T LOVE THE TOASTER MAN AND FRIED SALAMI
Now we've got @vincent-van-heelal requesting Nick Valentine and SS surprising John on his birthday >:D
I don't know how or why but this ended up being angsty af lmao
also they sent in another request that I adore but probably won't be up for a few days bc I want to put a lot of work into it since I have so many ideas, so be on the lookout for that!
Here ya go, an angsty short
It was a sunny day in the Commonwealth, something you and Nick had both been hoping would happen. Nick took off the detective hat for the day and took a day to spend with you and one of your mutual friends, Hancock.
Between his job as mayor, Nick's job as a detective, and your job as General of the Minutemen, it was hard for any of you to find time to take a day off and relax together, but today you and Nick made special plans and dragged Hancock out of Goodneighbor to participate.
After a day of swapping stories and going on a little adventure that you and Nick totally did Not plan, the sun was setting and all of you were relaxing at the Red Rocket Station you called home, drinking and laughing.
After you finished telling a story, Nick tapped your shoulder and tipped his head.
“Oh!” You exclaimed, “John, stay here!” You ordered, and the two of you rushed off.
Hancock sat there confused with a beer in his hand, but shrugged it off and took another sip as he watched the sunset over the Commonwealth.
Within a minute, you and Nick were coming back, and you were doing a terrible job at hiding something behind your back.
“What the hell is that?” Hancock asked, his dark eyes looking you both over.
You were practically jumping with excitement, and Nick had a smile on his face.
“Surprise!” You practically shouted and pulled a small box out from behind your back. It was old and dirty, but it was obvious someone had tried to make it look nice.
You handed it to Hancock, who was even more confused now, “What is this?” He repeated as he opened it.
Inside, there was a holotape, much smaller than the box itself, but he figured they must not have been able to find a smaller one.
“Happy birthday, John!” You shouted, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Birthday? How'd you--”
“I'm not a detective for nothing.” Nick laughed.
Hancock smiled, almost not able to wait to hear what was on the tape.
“It's a recording of Magnolia singing Goodneighbor, I know it's your favorite song.” You chimed, taking your seat next to Hancock on the ground.
Nick followed suit and sat next to you as you continued to bombard Hancock with questions about how he felt about the gift.
“It's great, Y/N, Nick, but I can't accept this. It's not your problem I was born, neither is it my fault, who am I to get free stuff for it?”
You laughed, “It's not about only you, John, it makes us happy to make you happy!”
He laughed and ran his rough thumb against the holotape before putting it away.
“Y/N: Is it on yet? It is!? Okay! Hi John, I know this isn't the best gift in the world, but I thought it would be nice! Nick: I think he would've appreciated some Jet more. *He lets out a chuckle* Y/N: Shush, Nick! Anyways, we just wanted to tell you how much we love you, and how we couldn't imagine a life without you being our friend! I know that's cheesy, but it's true! You mean the world to us! Nick: She's not wrong, you know. We wouldn't go out of our way to get Magnolia to let us record her singing this for just anybody. Y/N: Well, I hope you enjoy it, John! We love you!”
“Took a walk, out in the fens”
The song echoed from the pip-boy in his hands.
“Had a talk with a man about some chems”
He looked up to the ceiling, tears stripping down his face.
“He asked me what's your flavor, I said I need a favor”
His hand shook as he took another hit of the chems he had, trying to hide from the pain.
“I'm a little short on caps”
Y/N had long since passed, a stray bullet in the back when traveling alone.
“But I'm a good good neighbor”
Nick had reset, forgetting everyone and everything once again.
Hancock stopped the holotape and started it again.
“Y/N: Is it on yet? It is!? Okay! Hi John, I know this isn't the best--”
Who was he to think he could ever accept a birthday present?
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