I want a fanfic where Sasori and Deidara actually both have a crush
on Konan first and are fighting a lot over her and the three of them end
up doing things together because they don’t want to let the other one
alone with her. And all the time they’re like silently (and sometimes
not so silently) hating on each other and think they’re being discreet
but of course they’re just hella obvious with it, but Konan just doesn’t
care and thus doesn’t comment on it. She just watches them and let’s
them believe and is actually constantly amused by their awkward
behaviour tbh. She’ll be like “lol idiots, your’re both so gay,
you’re both just my gay best friends” and she’ll be wondering all the
time how those two can not notice because she’s actually shipping them
and sure they’re obviously gay for each other. So she starts matchmaking but in contrary to them she really discreet and they don’t even notice that Konan is setting them up and
they don’t even realize it works until they’re angrily kissing each
other and then both be like “WTF?! how is this legit that’s not okay,
have I just kissed with this jerk, why did I do that I don’t even like
him how did this happen that can’t be alright I’m NOT OKAY with this
asdfghjkl” Seriously they’ll be so confused since they honestly
didn’t see it coming until it happened because they’re just stupid and
they will be only angrier at each other afterwards and piss each other
off even more. But from then on they’ll be making up by making out, so that’s okay.
I also want Konan to slap Sasori somewhere inbetween. I want that a lot. Konan
slapping impertinent bastards in the face is one of my kinks,
seriously. And Sasori is an asshole with lack of respect for women, he
would so be slapped by her at some point.
I’ve been doing things wrong. I’ve been doing things for you. trying to impress you, make you want me back. I’ve been trying to reconnect broken power lines, and I’m no electrician. I need to start doing things for me. Living, laughing, and loving. for myself.
“I’ve been trying to reconnect broken power lines, and im no electrician” -me
Realizing that I don’t want or need you anymore is a beautiful thing. I don’t survive through your compliments or compulsively check to see if you’ve texted me. Your opinion of me no longer makes or breaks my day. I don’t need you anymore. I don’t want you, at least not as a lover, either. It’s beautiful.
I miss that feeling, the feeling of when the person you love holds you close. the innocent feeling and the feeling of safety, a feeling that in that moment nothing could go wrong. it’ll last forever if we let it and god I pray we could just let it last forever.
I wonder what you think about my new hair
And if you notice how dead my eyes are
You used to say they were your favorite color
But I’m sure by now you’ve forgotten the way they shined when I saw you
Just like I forgot the way you said you loved me or the taste of your breath on mine
They say all good things come to an end
We must have been something really fucking magical because we crashed and burned