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sabaku-no-rozu · 1 year

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Intimate Accidents, part 2

Rating: Explicit, it’s still porn.

Pairing: Gaara/Rozu, RoGaa

Tags: masturbation, fantasizing, voyeursism, wet dreams

Summary: after walking in on an intimate moment, Gaara faces a new dilemma.

Intimate accidents 2

Sounds of panting moans, squeaking bed, and wet slapping filled Gaara’s bedroom. The two of them held their bodies as close to each other as they could despite the heat and sweat pouring off of them. Gaara rocked his hips up into Rozu’s, earning a moan of his name from her lips into his neck. Gaara whispered her name back and gentry tugged her hair so she would look at him.

“Rozu,” he sighed. Rozu’s heavily lidded eyes met Gaara’s, trying hard to focus on him as she bounced on his lap.

Rozu’s mouth parted and her tongue hung out wantonly. She was an image of pure bliss in this moment. “Hah, hah… Lord Gaara…” she panted. Gaara captured her lips with his own and swallowed her moans in a heated kiss. He grabbed at her hips and ground her down as deeply as she could go on his cock.

“Rozu, you’re gonna make me—“

“Lord Kazekage!!”

Gaara’s eyes shot open. The sensations he felt before were suddenly gone. Rozu was no longer in his arms, but now at the other side of his door, knocking impatiently. He was drenched in sweat. He took inventory a moment, then sat straight up.

At some point after his degenerate wank session, he fell asleep, and had wet dreams about his companion all night.

The damp spot on the covers over his groin area proved that enough.

On top of that, not only did he have a hot dream, he actually fell asleep without trying for the first time in several weeks.

A louder set of knocking disrupted his thoughts. Gaara threw the messy sheets and blankets aside to the hamper to wash later, then quickly put on a silky red bathrobe.

Gaara approached his bedroom door and opened it to see Rozu’s stern face right at the forefront. She was dressed up in her usual bodysuit, with a layer of casual clothing over it to cover up a bit; a semi unbuttoned gray top and a long red, slanted skirt.

“Lord Gaara,” she huffed at him, making him look back up at her face. Gaara hadn’t realized he had looked her up and down just now. “You aren’t ready? What’s up with you?”

Gaara furrowed his brow, confused. “Good morning?” He said. He avoided direct eye contact with Rozu, still reeling from his earlier feelings. “Ready for what exactly?”

Rozu’s eyebrows nearly shot off of her forehead. She crossed her arms, an incredulous expression on her face. “Uh, we’re taking the train to Kumo today for this quarter’s Summit?”

Gaara blinked, then paled. Fuck.

Rozu sighed and reached a hand out to touch Gaara’s forehead. “Are you sure you’re okay? It’s really unlike you to forget something so important.”

Gaara grabbed her wrist swiftly before Rozu could lay a hand on him. She gasped in surprise and pulled her hand back, a series of emotions flashing through her features.

“Did you have a nightmare?” She asked quietly.

Gaara’s face reddened, a conflicting feeling rose up in his chest. Of course he didn’t have a nightmare, but the fact that Rozu was so concerned with his well being when he wasn’t being particularly nice at the moment was making him feel a little mushy.

He couldn’t tell her that, though.

“Yes,” Gaara lied, after a beat of silence. “I tried to fall asleep last night after getting home. Unfortunately, my mind decided otherwise.”

Rozu sighed through her nose, then turned toward the main room. “I’m sorry, Lord Gaara,” she said, “I wish I could do something to help. You know you can talk to me about anything. My door is always open, you know.”

Gaara reeled for a second at that last comment, then quickly regained his composure.

“Anyway,” Rozu continued, “I’ll make us something to eat before we head to the train, okay? We’ve got a long couple of days ahead.”

As Rozu made her way to the penthouse kitchen, Gaara assured her that he would be dressed and ready to go soon. He saw her packed duffel bag out of the corner of his eye by the hallway corner.

Gaara swallowed thickly, then turned back to his chambers to get ready to go.

The Thunder Train ride to Kumogakure felt much longer than it needed to be. Normally in times like this Gaara would be relieved to have Rozu by his side, but right now he would give anything to have some space.

She sat across from Gaara and Kankuro the whole ride, looking out the window at the passing scenery and occasionally closing her eyes to meditate and sense for any unsavory stowaways.

Gaara had done his best not to engage her too frequently today, which Kankuro immediately noticed and asked him about. Rozu, attempting to be helpful, told Kankuro that Gaara had a nightmare, which is probably why he’s not in a great mood.

Sure, Gaara went with it. He hated to lie to his friend and his brother, but there was no chance in Hell he would tell them the real reason he was like this right now.

He couldn’t help during the ride but to look Rozu over. She sat with one leg over the other and both arms outspread on the seats behind her. She seemed so relaxed and collected, so unaware of the horrible things Gaara was thinking about doing to her. She even flashed him a reassuring smile a few times when she caught him looking, which made him feel so much worse.

Arrival at Kumogakure was a welcome relief, as the Kazekage entourage would finally get some time for themselves in their own guest lodgings. Rozu took the lead at Gaara’s front left side as they were escorted to the Raikage’s tower, ready to fend off threats and paparazzi alike. Kankuro had taken the opposite side behind Gaara.

Kankuro noticed Gaara’s strange behavior right away, especially when he spotted Gaara’s eyes looking in a certain direction.

Oh boy, this was gonna be a fun couple of days.

“Alright, here are your quarters for the evening!” Said a sprightly young kunoichi, handing over the room keys to Gaara

Kankuro had split off from the group when he was given his room key, excited to relax after a long train ride, leaving Rozu and Gaara alone together.

Gaara opened the door to the room, then realized something was off. “Excuse me miss,” he said as he turned toward the leaving kunoichi, “there seems to have been a mistake.”

He looked between a confused Rozu and the nervous Kumo nin. “There is only one bed…”

The ninja waived her hand in apology. “I’m sorry, the other rooms are under renovation right now, so this is all we had.” She said.

“This is fine,” Rozu interjected. Gaara looked at her, puzzled and a bit shocked. How can she be so comfortable with this? “It’ll be easier to perform my duties for Lord Gaara this way anyway.”

The young ninja bowed her head at the two respectfully before dismissing herself.

Rozu picked up her duffel bag and tossed it into the room before she grabbed Gaara’s to do the same. She paused and noted the distant look on his face.

“Hey, Gaara?” She said quietly, dropping the honorific, which caught his attention. He looked down as her gaze as if he just snapped back from a day dream. “If me being in the room is gonna bother you, I can post outside if it helps? You said you had a nightmare earlier so I want you to get rest—“

“No, that’s—“ Gaara interrupted. He broke his gaze away from Rozu and took his luggage out of her hand to put it into the room himself. Rozu wore a confused expression as she looked at his back. “You’re right, it will be easier to watch for any incoming threats if we are boarded together for the time being.” He paused a moment, then turned to face her again. “You are not troubling me at all, please do not think so. I will do my best to be in a better mood.”

Rozu crossed her arms and leaned on the door frame, still looking at Gaara with her brow raised. “If you say so.”

Once the trip had been settled in, it was time to start the first half of the summit. It wasn’t as big a deal as the five Kage summit, just a quarterly check in to discuss inter village planning and other diplomatic nonsense.

Rozu and Kankuro found it as boring as ever. Rozu especially, since most of her job there was to keep alert and keep quiet. Kankuro could chime in ever now and then, being that he had Big Brother privileges. Rozu was just a bodyguard, after all.

However, the particular duties of the Kazekage’s personal bodyguard were a bit different than normal, and required a special skill set.

One of those skills being the ability to read people.

Rozu could tell from the get go that something about Gaara was very, very different. He had been acting weird since the early morning they had departed, throughout the entire train ride to Kumo, then the business with the bed room.

She knew normally Gaara wouldn’t even really care about something like sharing a room, especially since it was with her. He should feel protected, if anything. She always felt how relaxed he was around her.

Except for today.

Rozu sat across from Gaara, her legs crossed one over the other as she observed the board room. She watched his face and body language as he spoke and noticed he tensed up ever so slightly when passing eye contact over her.

Why? she thought, what are you hiding, sand boy?

Gaara met her gaze again as she stared intensely at him. She felt their eyes lock for just a second, but a second was long enough. She flashed him a reassuring smile before she quickly shifted her sitting position with a deliberate switch of one leg over the other. The briefest flash of flesh passed Gaara’s vision as she did so.

Rozu saw the minute shift in body language the moment she did that, and she instantly figured it out.

Gaara was hiding something for sure, and it definitely had to do with her, and she was going to find out one way or another.

#sabaku no gaara #sabaku no rozu #gaara x oc #self insert oc #fan fic #smut #intimate accidents 2 #I’m leaving this on a cliffhanger because I’m an asshole hehe

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proudfreakmetarusonniku · 1 year

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I cried so hard I couldn't breathe over Rozu's Nobody exile animatic and before all this I cried over Dear Evan Hansen and before that I cried over Hamilton or Marvel or Percy Jackson or whatever the fuck sorta show or book or movie made me sad!!!! Because stories will do that to you!!! What is a story if not a way to carry emotion (rhetorical)

also like, I’m literally having a change in my meds I’ve been open about that. I'm fucked up mentally and physically in ways that aren’t funny so im not going to talk about them on the hellsite? Like, I brought up the c!Tommy thing because it was funny. Should I have instead brought up the context of being in so much pain I could barely leave my bed, or constant thoughts of suicide or self harm, or how I'm constantly so nauseous that I literally threw up the other day and I can barely eat? Because that kinda makes the whole c!Tommy bit way less funny. Sorry I, a mentally and physically ill person, display erratic behaviour consistent with my disorders sometimes! I guess I’ll just go die in a hole, since you find that so funny. And by you, I mean that I know the people doing this are still stalking my blog, because I’ve had one of them blocked for MONTHS yet they proudly DMed me from an alt to tell me that they were still stalking me (hi, Sally! you’re not as big brain as you clearly think you are). I mean, you’d probably find the fact I’m in constant agony fucking hilarious, considering you seem to find delusional people a punchline, and mock people for having triggers and panic attacks. I hope you’re happy in your sad little bubble, but I know you’re not. Happy people don’t brag about driving a sixteen year old to suicidal depression.

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rexaleph · 1 month

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perfume thoughts to think:

-i have a soft beautiful floral, Une Fleur de Cassie. but it's not filling the need, so what is the need? (i think it may be prettiness, easy attractiveness)

-speaking of which, is it time to look once more to Serge Lutens de Profundis?

-what is up w the roses once more

-falling for the Francesca Bianchi hype sight unseen (what is the need?)

-i dont like Zoologist Bat 2020 :(

-i do like Zoologist Moth!

-spend some time with Zooligist Hyrax

-what is up with the fruits once again then. will Carner Barcelona uhhh Super Moon? (typing in the basement cafeteria w no internet) satisfy the fruit need? what abt Francesca Bianchi Tyger Tyger? i worry itll be too like Tom Ford Bitter Peach, which is repulsive, like a cheap scented candle. but Keiko Mecheri Peau de Peche is soft, powdery and romantic, kinda like what i feel attracted to rn - revisit. de Profundis has a touch of fruit abt it as well, wish i could find a bigger decant of it anywhere

-Masque Milano Russian Tea truly is redundant alongside Vierges et Toreros

-what is the appeal of Masque Milano, other than that they make 10mls? do i really need to try their amber (Tango) and their green floral (Romanza)?

-do i need to try any green floral, am i over the hyacinth fantasy? is that a viable avenue to seek prettiness? love the concept of daffodils obviously, but not interested in anything sharp or vegetal other than to like frame and set off a rose

-seeing how de Bachmakov isnt being made anymore, i got excited abt shiso leaf again, but i do not need to be looking at fresh-bitter-aromatics, we have vetiver at home. (maybe Aesop Rozu, however, can be my austere green rose?)

-what is the need? something pretty, probably, and i am doubting Kemi again, do i want my vanilla to be more approachable?

-the vanillas. Kemi, El Born, Vanagloria, SdV, something else? something Francesca Bianchi?

-Civet? florals with civet?

unrelated, a p striking person ive never seen before just walked past me into the main cafetetia hall, and i think im articulating to myself that i have in fact two p distinct types when it comes to bxys*

#perfume

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anam3ii · 4 months

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At a glance I thought that it was her ass 🤦🏻‍♀️. I was like wait a minute!😂

Artist https://twitter.com/rozuberry?lang=en

#bleach #anime #daily life #diary entry #manga #orihime inoue #ichigo kurosaki

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avephelis · 1 year

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What’s your dsmp demon lore 👀?

okay i feel like i made a post about this before i can't find it and i'm not dragging out all the lore sheets BUT for you rozu i shall explain

erm basically i thought it was funny that dsmp just so happened to have like. SO many characters who were canonically part or full demon (bbh, sapnap, tina, eryn, etc) and i thought some worldbuilding stuff around species would be fun (alongside hybrids and the like)

so.. basically just the idea of demons as a wider species, and then there was a nether variant (more ''traditional'' demons like bbh and sapnap), and an overworld one (which was sort of fluffier and more creature-y). and i was at one point thinking about how dreamons could also be worked into that context

i think the nether demon characters were bbh who was full demon, and sap + eryn who were half. and tina, niki and ranboo were all part overworld demon. (technically i also headcanon tommy to have had a tiny bit of demon dna, but that's because i live in test tube ctommy supremacy land and i think he is just a mutt of a human).

its not like suuper thought out lol i just came up with it when i was coming up with designs and thinking about worldbuilding stuff.

#dsmp #asks #just kind of interesting i think

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rozugold · 4 months

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I had a dream about ctommy and cwilbur sitting together and talking about how weird it is that their story had been put on pause. They keep waiting and waiting for the plot to continue but nothings happening, their days stay peaceful and uneventful. Wilbur says that’s not how it’s meant to be while Tommy responds with “Well then why am I aging then? Why are we changing if it’s supposed to be on pause?” And then the dream morphed into some other unrelated thing but I’m still thinking about this…

#it was like a blank stream sorta like when they were in limbo #we could only hear them talking #Tommy went on about ‘getting all old n shit’ and I got really happy and tried to liveblog ‘MY ART CANON!!!’ skdjdj #rozu thoughts #in some other universe we never get endings #instead the characters are supposedly suspended in time #while in reality they just continue on with their lives #it’s a nice thought

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rozugold · 3 months

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-BUSTS DOWN THE DOOR- HAS ANYWONE MADE A PROMISED NEVERLAND DSMP AU YET??

#sorry I just remembered that anime existed and just watched a summary video on it #and I just kept thinking ‘this could be a dsmp au if ya think about it…’#with benchtrio!!! oh my goshh #dream as isabella perhaps..#it’s 4am I can’t draw rn RAAAHG #rozu thoughts

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rozugold · 1 month

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Imfighting for my life here (trying to use color in a cool and smart way)

#THIS IS SO HARD AND SCAREYY #anyone who watched last nights stream forget everything I did cuz I’m completely hanging the color pallete #changing*#at least I’m TRYINH TO #rozu thoughts

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rozugold · 13 days

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Me: -explaining that I’ve been researching the injuries people could get from catching themselves/ getting caught when falling off a cliff for story purposes-

My brother: Oh so you’re finding new ways to torture your characters

#I mean. he’s not wrong #rozu thoughts

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rozugold · 1 month

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Ok ramble time

Ok imagine you’re Tubbo. You just got your distant brother figure and your bestie off that damn mountain, though not in the most ideal way (I will make those comics eventuallyyy)

But that’s beside the point. You saved your best friend! You did something right for once! Except sike! your best friend hates you now, and you kind of hate him too (you let him know as much) then you guys stop talking. Which is fine, i mean, it’s not like he was your entire world.

You return to Snowchester! It’s a ghost town, obviously. There’s a memorial of you, decorated with fresh flowers and dusty knick knacks. The flowers are from Ranboo, he’s pretty sweet. He’s also been the one to upkeep your town while you were gone. You hang out with them a lot, they’re the only one who sticks around these days. They’re pretty sweet.

You try to go back to doing the things you did before you died. There’s those nukes you never finished making, so you work on them. And you work on them. And you work on them. And you get nothing done. Your brain feels scattered and far away, it’s impossible to focus. So you give it a break, you can afford to. It’s pretty safe these days with Dream gone, you know because you keep tabs on everyone on the server. There’s some strange things going on here and there but nothing too concerning. You hang out with Ranboo more.

Ah fuck, you two find a baby. It’s a piglin, infected but not fully zombified as it has enough thought to run up to you two for help. So you take it back to snowchester and give it potions to stop the infection. Ranboo is worried it won’t work, you tell him it probably won’t. But you reassure him that if it doesn’t, you’ll take it back to the nether to let it “live” out the rest of it’s days. (Do zombies live?) Ranboo spends the night in your attic with the piglin. He’s pretty sweet. Regardless you tell him to not keep his hopes up too high.

Next morning, it worked! You “dub thee Michael!” Ranboo is relieved. There’s a kid living in your house now.

There’s a kid living in his house now. The timeline becomes unclear at this point since I’m still figuring it out. But now that Michael is in the picture Tubbo starts getting worried. He realizes he has no way of protecting him. Maybe the syndicate come visit Snowchester and that shocks him into thinking about the nukes again. And so Tubbo starts throwing himself into projects again. And it starts getting ✨bad ✨

Honestly, It’s been really fun figuring out how Tubbo deteriorates because everything is so internal with him compared to Tommy. It’s obvious with Tommy, you could see him visibly fall apart (think his exile skins, he stops feeding himself, he doesn’t care when he takes damage) But with Tubbo it isn’t so obvious, atleast not right away. Sure his eye bags get darker and he stares off into space for a little too long. But he still looks put together. (Habitable maybe. Or a learned skill.)

Maybe he eventually gets the nukes working but they’re not as successful as he wanted them to be and that guts him. He takes it as another failure. What if he’s just cursed? Is everything he cares about forever doomed to feel like holding water in his hands? What is wrong with him?

I’m gonna share a song and explain this next part using its lyrics because I’m so ILL over it, it’s the most di!tubbo song ever. Throw on …Well, better than the alternative by Will Wood 👍

Tubbo’s feelings towards Michael is complicated… He absolutely loves him to death but he’s really apprehensive about being a dad. He has this fear that he’s going to somehow corrupt Michael and or fail to keep him safe. So he ends up becoming emotionally distant from him and at his worst he gives him up completely to Ranboo.

I think Ranboo and Tubbo get married as a joke at first. But Ranboo continues to love him so unconditionally and honestly and Tubbo catches a crush, which is absolute HELL for him at first sjdhdj. I imagine him being arospec so this crush is a completely new and surprising feeling and he doesn’t know how to handle it. So he doesn’t, and keeps playing it as a joke even as their relationship develops.

Also the repeat of “everybody’s up on everybody’s business” is very fitting for describing the server. There’s things to be developed here I just haven’t yet… I’m just thinking about the possibilities like the egg, the syndicate, las nevadas… hmmm

This song is begging to be made into an animatic because I can imagine Tubbo screaming at Tommy during this part. He was just trying to help the best way he could… yet things still end badly, and everyone ends up hurt… di!clingy oh di!clingy, they’re such a mess. A bitter, angry, grieving mess. Wait ok i wasn’t planning on writing grieving there but then my next thought was “who are they grieving?” EACH OTHER. THEY’RE GRIEVING EACH OTHER. o(-(

Ok that’s it. Phew that was a lot of writing. Here’s some drawings for your time

#distorted illusions #rozu thoughts #I’m so normal about my aus I swear

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