shoji screens

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Cherry wardrobe with Shoji Screen doors. Cherry and Tasmanian Oak dovetailed drawers with carved walnut handles and brass inserts

This is the piece that I have spent the past 6 months working on.

Much time was spent on the design and how I envisioned this to be. I wanted this to be modular and able to change configurations, yet still be beautiful as a collective.

There are 3 separate pieces to this unit. A large one for hanging clothes with 3 accessories drawers. A mid sized one consisting of 12 drawers, and a small unit for additional storage.

Hand planing each board and joining them together by hand took a considerable amount of time. But I had to make sure they all look pleasing as well as are stable before moving on to the joinery.

The shoji screen doors too some time to get right. It was a tedious affair of tiny tenons and mortises. They needed to fit snuggly yet have just enough space for expansion and timber movement.

The rest of the time was spent on cutting the countless number of dovetails, carving the handles and eventually fitting the drawers. 

This is the largest piece I have ever built and I am so proud of it. I amaze myself at what I can make from this tiny space I have and this pushes me ahead to greater achievements to come.

title: come sundown, say you’ll remember my name
fandom: haikyuu!!        
pairing: bokuaka
summary: 
“You’re lost, aren’t you? Well, it doesn’t matter now. Once night falls, Fukurodani won’t let you leave.”
… a spirited away au featuring lost children, forgotten names, soft fluttering of wings, and the magic that occurs in between the rise and fall of the sun.

originally for the hq!! ghibli zine project, which will unfortunately not be going through as planned. please check out all the beautiful works @hq-ghibli-zine!!

this fic is a collaboration with the amazing @literarymerritt, whose artworks really brought magic into these soft owl kids. please check out her works!!

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Kintsugi - Chapter 12
Nepenthe 1. Something that induces a pleasurable sensation of forgetfulness, especially of sorrow or trouble
By Organization for Transformative Works

We’ll have to burn the tatami, Mari muttered to herself as she paced around the room, and replace the paper on the shoji screens. I’ll sink the body in the ocean tonight. Everything’s gonna be okay, Yuuri, you’ll see. Big sister will protect you no matter what.

Are you all ready for this? 

As I promised, chapter 12, now with 130% more suffering. :)

solo and pair

Yuuri!!! On Ice || Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki || Hasetsu, Part X
notes: also available on ao3.
warnings: allusions to polyamory

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part ix

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A month after Victor’s injury when the cherry blossoms bloom, Nishigori and Yuuko quietly marry in a small ceremony at Yuuri’s family inn.

“God,” Nishigori swears as he and Yuuri wait. They are on the elevated porch on the backside of Yutopia, where the building opens up to a small rock garden and a proud sakura tree that twists pink over the neutral gray stones. “I’m so fuckin’ nervous.”

Nishigori fiddles with his plain cufflinks. He is dressed in a nice black suit that emphasizes his wide shoulders and powerful thighs. Unlike Yuuri’s, Nishigori’s suit is new; Yuuri has worn the same jacket and straight-legged slacks to formal events since he was fourteen.

“Dumb, right?” Nishigori mumbles, as though trying to justify his nervousness. “I’ve performed in front of an audience for years. In front of strangers. I never got stage-fright. But now? When all I’m gonna do is exchange rings and say I do?” He snorts. “I’m terrified.”

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Chapter Five

Today was the day the two left for the couples spa. Getting into a car, Junior had already taken care of the bags, and they rode two hours away getting to a little spot in a secluded area. The trees that surrounded them in colors of pink and white flowers made the air smell fresh as, they exited the car and went to the reception of the spa. 

“You aren’t wearing your mask.” She told Junior, slightly worried. 

“I don’t think I have anything to worry about here. I chose this place for a reason.” He smiled, arm coming around her waist as the receptionist handed him a key and pointed to a place on the site map in front of them.

Looking around she did notice that everyone indeed was older. Older than them. Some elderly couples, people looking into their 40′s already, ,married couples. He chose somewhere where young people wouldn’t crowd to and draw attention to them. She smiled, at the thoughtfulness of the gesture for them to truly be alone and not worry about the public eye. Though she couldn’t help but think this was something his manager thought of. 

Entering the room it was a small space, an entrance area, bathroom to one side. A glass door lead to some outdoor bathing area, and a shoji screen. It was Japanese style. Junior pulled the screen back to reveal a much larger space, with a small kitchen area. dining area, living room and further back where she assumed the beds were. 

“This is beautiful Junior.” She carried her shoes to the back room to examine the bed. A low to the floor type, with crisp white linens and fluffy pillows. 

“It is. Let’s use the hot tub before the masseuse comes by. I don’t want to be so tense.” Junior started to take off his clothes, stripping down and folding his clothes neatly.

He was naked before her, walking to the bathroom to retrieve to thin towels. His tight butt, made her lick her lips in anticipation of what might happen tonight. Her hands gripping it tight, when he was bringing her release.

Following suit she took off her clothes, folding them, and wrapping the thin towels around her. As he put away their clothes she retrieved a hair tie, twisting her curls and coils into one large twist making a bun on top of her head. She found a silk wrap, protecting her edges tying it into a bow on the front of her head. They walked outside, the day grew cooler into the evening signaling the coming of autumn. The steam that came from the round tub bath, warmed her skin even from a distance. The large, wooden bowl, filled with water, and continued to be by a bamboo pump behind it. Junior put a toe into the water, testing it before simply going in. He sunk deep into the water, his head going under. He came up settling himself, arms hanging onto the back of the tub as he looked at her. 

“It’s not too hot. Don’t be a baby. You take hot showers.” He reached down and removed his towel, wringing out the excess water. 

“Your skin is red.” She put a hand in, it wasn’t too hot, then Junior reached for her pulling on her arm. 

“In, now.” He stood partially, hooking his arms under her dragging her in the steaming water, as she screamed.

“That’s not funny! We are here to relax, not so you can drown me.” She settled herself in the water, wiping her eyes, as Junior removed her towel. 

“I am relaxing. You’re taking too long to relax.” Taking her foot in his hand, Junior began to rub her toes, pressing the soft skin at the top.

They sat quietly in the tub, water spilling over the sides as one of them moved. The soft singing of birds came from the trees around them, as Junior watched her head lean back, full lips falling open as she let go and let the water soothe her. He watched the water lap at the skin on her neck, back and forth as it moved in time with the pulse he saw there. He had stopped rubbing her foot, just holding it, the curls on top of her head, turning slightly frizzy in the humidity. He loved her hair, the texture of it, watching all the styles she came up with. It was always different. He loved to grab handfuls of the curls and coils,  watching them spring back into place as he pulled on them. She was a gift to man this woman, his very own present. 

“Did you hear anything I said?” His focus coming back to her, as his eyes shifted to her staring at him now. 

“No, sorry.” He craned his neck to look at the clock in the house. They needed to get out.

“I said, what are the guys gonna do without you? Hang out?” He pulled her to a stand, fighting the erection that threatened once his eyes laid on her wide hips, and thick thighs.

“JB will organize something, either him or Jackson. I think they wanted to go to an amusement park.” As they entered the house once more, Junior only put on boxers and his robe, while she slipped on a bra and underwear under her robe.

The masseuse came in, setting up their tables as the two received a couples massage, a dinner of mostly Japanese food. Teriyaki, sushi and miso. They found themselves on the bed, Junior watching some variety show. He rubbed her arms until she fell asleep. 

The next few days at the spa were a dream for her. They went to a couples game, where they asked questions to see how well they knew each other. Junior got most of them right, gloating when he did. They stayed attached by a paper cord for 40 minutes while doing various activities to test their bond. To her amazement it didn’t break. An older Korean woman came up the them after the questions game, clasping her hands over Junior’s and her own proclaiming: This was a good thing to see, and that they matched well. She wished them happiness, and that left Junior in a state of wondering for half the night. They went on a moonlit walk, and took a cooking class together. For half of the nights, they made love in the living room, or on the bed. Junior setting her on the kitchen counter as he ducked his head down, using his tongue to complete his ministrations. She was sore some mornings, and woke up before him to soak in the hot tub.  At the end of the week she was sad to go, watching the spa disappear back into the forest with sad eyes.

“Did you have fun?” Junior asked? Looking down at his phone texting JB back. 

“I did, thank you. I loved every minute.” He cut his eyes over at her, watching her stare out the window, a colorful scarf on her head, hiding the coils there. 

“You’re welcome, you don’t have to thank me.” 

“Yes, I do. We’ve been through so much these last 6 months, and sometimes I just feel like its too much for us. I feel like we are at our breaking point. I like when we can just be like this. Everyday people with no worries, no problems. Nothing is against us.” Junior continued to text on his phone. 

“Nothing is against us. Where does this, you and me against the world attitude come from? Who is not wanting that?” He saw her turn her face to him out the corner of his eye. 

Her hand covered his phone, and he sighed looking up at her. She stared at him, the silence palpable for what she was going to say next. “Junior, promise me something.” 

“If it’s in my power, anything.” She leaned in close to him, breath warm on his lips as she spoke. 

“Don’t make me cry again. Don’t make me feel like I’m not important to you, and that I’m nothing. I won’t have that. Never again. We may fight and fuss, and at times I don’t like you, but I always want to love you.”

Junior’s face scrunched up. He hated when she got like this, but he knew where it came from. “I can’t promise you that I wont make you cry, but I can promise that I’ll do my best to make you happy everyday. I’m trying for us, I learn from my mistakes, give me that.” 

Leaning her head on his shoulder, she snuggled with him in the warmth of the car. She could live with that. 

Tomorrow was a JYP function. In the beginning, there would be interviews, press and a photoshoot. JYP groups, managers and officials. After that it was a party for anyone affiliated. Junior had taken her shopping for a new dress and shoes. 

“So, after all the hubbub in the beginning that’s when I come?” She raised an eyebrow skeptical of the whole thing. 

“Yes, just like anyone else. Wives of some managers, girlfriends of members past and present. Nothing special. You’ll be with me all night.” This was what she wanted and Junior had no problem with that. It was time, pass time for him to do what he was supposed to. 

He chose a long sleeved, floor length red dress. From the waist up the dress was lace, the lower half a satin fabric, brunched right at her butt, flowing all the way to her feet. She looked stunning, the red against her skin, made her look like an expensive chocolate bar. 

“I’m done. This is what I want.” He came to a stand, hands on her waist, she looked edible. 

“What do you want to do to me in this dress?” Junior grinned, pushing her back into the dressing room. 

“Nothing while we are in a store. So greedy for me woman, have you no shame?” He smiled, waiting for her get dressed again. 

On the night of the function, she dressed, full face on. Bright red lips, popping back at her in the mirror. She had brushed and gelled her hair on the right side slick. Securing it with bobby pins, the curls fell on the left framing her face. Her shoes weren’t too high, she was only an inch and a half shorter than Junior. The car he sent came for her, and she sat in the back, texting him furiously. 

He was finished with everything, waiting on her to arrive. Once, the car pulled up she exited, looking around for Junior. She spotted him in a gray suit, red shoes and shirt, he came the short way to the car door, taking her hand. 

“You look divine, jagi.” He leaned in, kissing her cheek as she spotted Jackson inside the door, waving furiously. 

“Thank you, Mr. Park.” Leading her inside, the music changed over the speakers to one of Got7′s songs, she smiled recognizing it as Mine.

The night continued nicely enough. She met some of the other groups. As he directed her over to his manager, she felt her irritation kick up. At first, the manager talked to Junior like she wasn’t there. The other woman speaking Korean, and she realized ti was because the woman didn’t think that she could understand her. True, they weren’t talking about anything, but she kept cutting her eyes at her. When Junior moved to formally introduce the two, she smiled, bowing slightly, speaking perfect Korean as she asked about the older woman’s night so far. The manager’s expression was priceless, and she made sure to drop the hint that she wasn’t an ignorant foreigner. After they made their rounds, Junior returned to his group and she was pulled into a conversation with Jackson on nice he looked tonight, when she noticed the manager talking to another man from a group who hadn’t debuted yet. The woman he had on his arm, was a pale and pretty Korean girl who the manager kept fawning over, and bowing to, smiling at. She scowled inwardly, but realized that she shouldn’t let it bother her. Her and Jinyoung just had a perfect week together. 

“i’m just saying, I think pink is my color, isn’t that right >>>?” She smiled, placing her hand on Jackson’s forearm. 

“It suits you very well. I like pink against your skin Jackson, and it contrasts with your hair so nicely. I’m quite sure you picked out everything didn’t you?” Jackson perked up, peacocking as he nodded his head. 

The night began to wear on with food and drinks and small games and prizes. Junior excused himself from her a moment to the bathroom as another game was about to begin. The game was you had to say three things and your team needed to say what was the common factor about them. She sat this out with Mark, JB and Yugyeom. After awhile she wondered where Junior disappeared to, excusing herself to go look for him. 

The white halls were silent as she walked down the corridor, a few voices from spaces catching her attention. As she was about to push the door towards the bathroom, she heard Juniors laugh followed by two others. Her heart began to race again, thinking about the last time she was in a situation like this. 

“So, Jinyoung, I have a sister who would like to date you. I think you two would get on well.” The female voice said, after she cleared her throat. 

“I have a girlfriend, but thanks anyway- So, Jung-.” The girl cut him off. 

“Right now, you do, but I’m serious. You aren’t going to marry her. What would your mother think?” 

“My mother, would want to know why I’m getting married so young. She’d think there was a baby involved-anyway.” 

“I didn’t take you for dating foreigners, if you want me to be honest.” The guy stated. 

She heard Junior blow his breath. “I don’t care where the woman is from, as long as we are compatible.” 

“Then you’ll want a Korean girl. Same culture, language. Better aesthetic appeal as well. I’ll let my sister know, you’ll get bored of what you have.” 

“Most guys want to experiment with Foreigners anyway. I’ve thought about it.” She heard a slapping sound, and the guy crying out. 

Her eyes stung, he wasn’t saying anything, her breath came in hitches, and she fought the urge to run through the door and snatch the hair on whoever that girl was. What was Junior doing? He promised. He said he would-why had she ever really trusted him? She really was just a foreign novelty toy wasn’t she?

“I’ll let you know when I’m done playing, I’m leaving.” She heard Junior say, and that’s when she broke. 

Cinderella couldn’t have run faster from faster than she left the building. She was hurt and angry, so many emotions running through her mind as she finally made it outside. She straightened up, looking around to see if there were any taxis or cars around, grasping at her chest. A taxi came slowly down the street and she ran towards it, signaling it. Silently thanking god she carried her purse, she opened the door to the taxi just as she heard Junior yelling her name. 

He stood at the top of stairs, hands in the air. “What! Where are you going?” 

He started down the stairs, and she climbed into the taxi closing the door. The look on his face as he watched her pull away, tore at her but at the same time she felt triumph. He was pulling his phone out of his pocket, and just as she knew her phone began to ring but she silenced it. 

“Where do you want to go miss?”

She knew she couldn’t go home, he’d go there first and look for her. She couldn’t see him right now, she didn’t know if she ever wanted to see him again. Giving the taxi driver an address, she ignored another call from Junior, and started to call someone else.

A gruff voice came on the phone. “Hello?” 

She immediately began to cry, sniffling as she tried to speak. “Haru, please, can, can…”

She couldn’t finish, and the voice on the other line comforted her as she was en route to their destination. 

She spent that night at her co-worker and friends house, a woman named Haru Choi. The women had been friends since she arrived in Korea, and Haru knew every detail about her and Junior’s relationship since it started. Makeup smudged and ruined she arrived at Haru’s apartment a snotty mess, and the woman pulled her into an embrace. 

“Stop all that crying, he ain’t shit.” She chuckled a little, Haru had been watching too much Empire. 

“I just can’t believe he would do that, he didn’t even try, I mean…”

“I don’t want to hear anything else, until you’ve showered, washed your face and get out of that dress. I’ve got something for you to wear and we can have some wine and you can tell me what happened. Give yourself a minute to think.” Leading the way to the bathroom, Haru pushed her inside, closing the door.

Haru was waiting on the couch with a glass of white wine in her hand, patting the space next to her. A white cat jumped onto the back of the couch, and she touched it softly before sitting down picking up her own glass. Recounting the tale, Haru shook her head, tsking sometimes and at others giving her an incredulous look. 

“First, I’m going to say this. Listen to me well and we can go from there.” Haru said, filling her wine glass as she did so. “Korean people, we are close knit with our families. I know way too many people, who love someone foreigner or not and if their mother looses her shit over it, they get out of the relationship faster than a hooker looses her panties. My mother is Thai, so maybe I’m blessed she doesn’t have those hangups but still. He’s an ass for not claiming you, all the time, no matter who is there or says something, ESPECIALLY if he loves you.”

She nodded her head slowly, a pillow now clutched in her arms and not her wine glass. Taking a large swig of her wine glass Haru continued: “With that being said, he told you he loves you, but he isn’t showing you. You don’t need that. Yea, some people get hung up on skin color, and who is marrying a Korean person or not. You don’t need that, and I can find other men who look pass shit like that, and will love you for you, they could give two fucks about what someone said. As a people, we have to come up out of that BS. Now about Junior, personally…I say fuck him, move on, that guy..” She snapped her fingers trying to remember “Onew…Lee Jin-Ki, from SHINee, he’s a better catch. That’s just my opinion. Somehow you get celebrities. Get him so you can introduce me to Key-oppa.” 

Haru laughed and so did she, feeling a little better. “I dont know. It hurts.” 

“Real love doesn’t hurt. I hate when people say that it does. Why does someone who truly loves me, and cares about me-why would they hurt me? They won’t and if they did something I don’t like, and I tell them they wont do it again.” 

“You are wise beyond your years Haru.” Haru came close to her, wrapping her arm around her shoulders hugging her. 

Her phone vibrated again, signaling a phone call and they both looked up to see Juniors picture pop up. Reaching over, Haru held down the power button and turned her phone off, continuing to rub her friends back as she began to cry again. 

Junior looked down at his phone as the call went to voicemail. His throat dry as he pulled his tie from his neck, and left the 10th voicemail for the night. “>>> please, pick up the phone, Don’t act like this, where are you?” He bit back the tears knowing he fucked up royally. “Come home please.” 

The phone clicked off, and he couldn’t take the feelings inside of him. He looked around her apartment, not knowing where she was or what she was doing right now killed him. Where could she have gone? She better not be…yea right who was he kidding? He had no right to say where she should or should not be right now. 

Yes, the hell he did. He got up off the floor, knocking over a lamp as he did rage building inside of him. What was he so afraid of? His mother? His fans? Public shame? People looking down on him? She was everything to him, he couldn’t imagine her with anyone else. In someone else bed. In another mans arms. The very thought made him shake with rage, but he deserved it. Didn’t he? He slid down the wall, feeling the tears come to his eyes as he imagined how she must have felt. 

The next morning, was no better for her, she kept on the clothes Haru let her borrow, declining breakfast but thanking her friend for putting up with her. She left, towards home, cuddling her phone and the 12 voicemails that she hadn’t listened to yet. She rode the elevator trying to steady her breathing, thankful that today was Sunday and she had one more day to compose herself before work on Monday, She would throw herself into work that’s what she would do. Opening the door to her apartment, she took off her shoes and fumbled about for the light, before the living room lamp turned on, and she turned around to see Junior sitting on the couch, eyes red. 

“Where were you?” Her heart leapt into her throat. Had he been crying? Had he been here all night?” 

“Leave my apartment now, Jinyoung.” She stared him down, arms across her chest as she waited. 

Coming to a stand, Junior walked towards her. Hair disheveled, suit wrinkled. “Where. Were. You?” He enunciated each word, as if she didn’t hear him. 

“None of your business. Now, leave my apartment. Now, before I get angry. This is my house, not yours. Get out.” Junior came to stand in front of her, in truth her was looking at her for marks or bruises something to tell him where she could have been.

She obviously had showered, and changed clothes. “Were you with someone else?” He reached a hand towards her face, only for her to slap it away, moving away from him. 

“I refuse to tell you again. Get OUT!” She screamed at him, hands pushing his chest as she did so. 

Junior caught her hands, pushing her body against the wall. He brought his nose down to her neck smelling her, as she struggled against his hold. Once he righted himself he held her wrists to the wall, tight. “I won’t ask you again. Who is he? How long have you known him? I’m going to fucking kill him.” 

She laughed. Laughed in his face and Junior let her go, shoving her away from him as he moved back towards the couch. “There is no him, I was with Haru, but you? Jealous? Please. Maybe, I should ask you if you had fun with whatever little girl you’re going to be hooked up with.” 

She stood her ground, as he turned back towards her. “I don’t want whatever little slut they propositioned me for. I don’t want any girl but you! I could have any woman I wanted. Sleep, with a lot of them but do I want to? Women throw themselves at me, and all I think about is you!” He was in her face now, breath heaving. 

“You aren’t scaring me, so try again. I want you to leave Jinyoung. Now. You love me? You care about me? No, you don’t what about how I feel? My feelings. Better yet, here’s a question, when will you marry me? When will I meet your mother?” 

Junior hit the wall behind her head, she remained impassive on the surface, but inside she trembled. “I don’t want to get married now, however I will marry you.” She blew air from her lips, rolling her eyes. “As for my mother, I will wait on introducing you until that date is closer…she is…traditional.” 

There were the words. “Traditional meaning, she would want you with a Korean girl first. Not an American. Not a black American girl…like me.” 

“I don’t know if she thinks that.” He threw his hands up. 

“You think it might be…you just said traditional.” She bit her lip knowing there were tears coming from her eyes at what was to happen next. “I can’t do this anymore.”

Junior’s head snapped up, his eyes focusing on her. “Excuse me?”

She choked. Her breath catching, a knot formed in her throat. “I-I don’t want to be with you anymore. I want you to leave. Don’t call or text me.”

Junior crossed the room, grabbing her face in his hands as the tears continued to fall. “>>>, stop. You don’t mean that.”

She pushed away from him, pointing towards her door. “Leave. I don’t want to be with you anymore.” 

As the words left her lips, she felt her world shatter. She felt her life force diminish even if just for a bit, a hole formed in her heart as she covered her face sobbing. 

Junior couldn’t believe what he heard. He took a step back the room reeling and spinning around him. This was it? He felt too warm, the cool wall hit his back, and he suddenly wondered if this was what death felt like. “You dont mean that, baby, please.” 

She looked up, tears in his eyes as he started for her again. She moved, rushing towards the door throwing it open. “I said get out! Leave me alone and stay out of my life.” 

His legs felt like lead as they lead, him to the door and once he exited, she closed it softly. He could hear her sobs from the other end, slowly they faded and he knew she was no longer near the door. Junior looked down at his hands pale now, as he moved mindlessly towards the elevator. Riding it down and out into the air of the early morning, he wasn’t even trying to conceal who he was. Buses and cars passed by on the street, he wondered would he even feel it if he walked into them? Instead, he got into a taxi, knowing he had to go back to the dorms. Once he was there, he heard no one talking to him, saw nothing. JB watched his face as he walked towards the shower, turning it on. He slumped into the water, suit and all. 

inspectorlizlemon  asked:

Lately, I've been really wanting an escape from stressful things in life and I'm having the worst luck finding a really well written SessKag fanfiction and I was wondering if you had a few suggestions? (Although, I've already read Tales from the House of the Moon & The Once and Future Taiyoukai)

Mmm I feel like I’m not the best person to ask. Of course anything forthright writes is gold. So Lord Charming, Unspoiled, etc. is a must on recommendations.

Same goes for Tally Mark’s fics. 

I always liked “Shadows against a Shoji Screen” by cappie on ff.net if you’re into epic sweeping stories.

“Moonstruck” by Aiwendil Amaurea is lovely, even if it’s less romance and more about two characters bonding.

“Contigo” by JeniNeji is interesting so far, but it’s incomplete.

I remembered enjoying “Midnight Meets Moonlight” by Mujitsu.

If you’re looking for smut then I recommend “A Mere Digression” by elle6778


If anyone else has any suggestions feel free to add them. *shrug* Hope that keeps you occupied.

nothing like the sun

notes i was speculating on what sakura’s life would be like if she were to marry into a thriving uchiha clan. and then this happened. non-mass.

Fugaku and Mikoto’s wedding gift to Sasuke and Sakura is fairly grand, but not unprecedented. They give the newlyweds a house.

Sakura’s new home is located in a more sparsely populated quarter of the Uchiha district, and she is grateful for the illusory privacy. Her parents, she suspects, are a little less thankful for the extended walk.

“You may as well be living in Suna.” Sakura can’t see Mebuki’s face at the moment, but she knows—just knows—from her mother’s tone of voice that her hands are propped on her hips. This is never what one would call a good sign.

“Hardly.” Sakura cuts a blind loop around her mother, arms stacked a meter high with cartons. “It’s not nearly dusty enough.”

“And here I thought your father’s sense of humor passed you by.”

Her father is here too, speaking of. He’s guffawing at the silently suffering Fugaku, spiked hair bobbing on each violent inhale. Sakura’s ears begin to burn. She pretends that the baking sunlight is at fault.

“If you don’t want to go out of your way to visit, that’s fine.” Sakura tips the boxes onto the porch rather carelessly—if they aren’t labeled fragile, then rough treatment won’t do them any harm—and faces her mother because it puts her back to her father. “I’ll just come to you.”

“What sort of mother do you take me for?” The hard lines stamped into Mebuki’s face have never looked so prominent. She pinches the high collar of Sakura’s dress, rolls the expensive fabric between her fingers.

“Black’s not your color,” she says.

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SO. @mantiheaer created this beautiful piece of artwork for me based on a story idea I’ve had kicking around in my head for the last er… two years. (I’m not a fast writer, okay?) And… well just look at it, guys. I don’t know what I could possibly say about this stunning painting other than that it captures my mental picture perfectly. It’s the perfect combination of sweetness and melancholy and I’ve been staring at it all day and will probably do the same thing tomorrow.


Oh. And it encouraged me to write that story.

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tarvalonwitch  asked:

Hi! I was wondering if you know about any good sesskag fanfics? I've read Tales of The House of The Moon and Lord Charming already. Thanks : D

Any of Forthright’s fanfics are good but I assume you’ve already gone through her list.

“Beside you in Time” by RosieB is really good, but still ongoing. So is her “once and future taiyoukai.” (which is complete)

One of my favorite AU fics is “shadows against a shoji screen” by cappie (on ff.net).

Tallymark on ff.net also has some of my fave charming fics like “Frivolous Sentimentalities” and “Courtesy Call.”

Aiwendil Amaurea on ff.net also have some pretty good fics so check her stuff out too. Um, I’m sure there’s more but that should keep you busy.

I thought it might be helpful to compile a list of Amiibo Visitor Items
AC Characters - Non-Amiibo

Blanca

–White Brick Wall
–Yellow Flooring
–Cabana Armchair
–Cabana Bed
–Cabana Lamp
–Cabana Table
–Cat Tower
–Crayons
–Diays Tee
–Jester Shirt
–Makeup Case

Chip

–sea view
–ship deck
–blowfish sashimi
–fish on a board (barbell steed)
–fish on a board (red snapper)
–freezer
–kitchen counter
–ringside table
–sushi tray
–sushi platter
–sushi container

Copper

–Music room wall
–Parquet floor
–Billboard
–Cardboard box
–Common bed
–Freezer
–Kettle
–Plastic canister
–Rolling closet
–Sink
–Ventilation fan

Gulliver

–tropical vista
–sandy beach floor
–ball
–beach table
–life ring
–volleyball net
–wave breaker
–snow globe
–tree stump chair
–yule log

Jingle

–party wall
–white wood floor
–alpine low table
–gift pile
–poinsettia
–Santa coat
–snow globe
–tree stump chair
–yule log

Joan

–Shoji Screen
–Tatami
–Daimyo’s Tray
–Floor Seat
–Hearth
–Lucky Cat
–Paper Wall Lamp
–Tokonoma
–Zen Tea Set
–Zodiac Boar

Wendell

–concrete wall
–paintball floor
–crayons
–pasta
–retro fridge
–rice balls
–roasted dino meat
–scattered papers
–sloppy sink
–sloppy table
–tacos
–Wendells pianting

Zipper

–Egg Wall
–Egg Floor
–Bunny Hood
–Donburi
–Egg Chair
–Egg Table
–Hot Plate
–Imperial Pot
–Omelet


Nate

–Jungle Wall
–Jungle Floor
–Autumn-Leaf Chair
–Leaf Bed
–Pile of Leaves
–Potted Ivy
–Spearow’s Nest
–Sprout Table
–Tree Standee

Pascal

–Sea View
–Ship Deck
–Beach Chair
–Large Bookshelf
–Lily-Pad Table
–Pondering (Clam Shell Box)
–Sea globe
–Stack of Books
–Treasure Chest

Pavé

–Pavé Wall
–Pavé floor
–berliner
–Festivale accessory
–Festivale pants
–Festivale tank
–Festivale tank dress
–Pavé chest
–Pavé clock
–Pavé end table
–Pavé lamp
–Pavé sofa

Saharah

–Tent Wall
–Tent Rug
–Aquarius Urn
–Cabin Low Table
–Genie’s Lamp, Loom
–Round Mini Cactus
–Tile Screen

AC Characters - Amiibo Exclusive Visitors


Blathers


–Library Wall
–Gallery Floor
–Basic Teacher’s Desk
–File Cabinet (L)
–Heavy Tome
–Homework Set
–Museum Clock
–Museum Mat
–New Nintendo 3DS
–Stack of Books
–Wii U Console
–Zen Chair

Celeste

–LUNAR HORIZON
–observatory floor
–Cancer table
–celeste ribbon
–gadget shelf
–new 3ds
–star globe
–star projector
–telescope
–wii u

Digby

–Modern wall
–Herringbone floor
–Basic trash can
–Blueprints
–Brown seat
–Console table
–Document stack
–HHA raincoat
–New Nintendo 3DS
–Stripe bed
–Wii U console

Isabelle

–Green wall
–Modern wood flooring
–Alpine bed
–Alpine low table
–Alpine panel
–Basket chair
–Isabelle scooter
–Natural lamp
–New 3DS - Isabelle
–PA system
–Town-hall winter top
–Wii U console

Kicks

–Stone wall
–Terra-cotta floor
–Cardboard box
–Counter seat
–Counter table
–Glass screen
–Kicks mat
–Lunch pack
–New nintendo 3DS
–Pitcher plant
–Shoe boxes
–Shoe-polishing set
–Succulent plant
–Toolbox
–Wii U console

K.K. Slider

–White brick wall
–Modern wood flooring
–Brown seat
–DJ K.K. booth
–Guitar case
–K.K. Cruisin’
–K.K. Jazz
–K.K. Song
–Metal-rim table
–New 3DS - K.K.
–Pondering
–Wii U console

Lottie

–Polka-dot wall
–Pink wood floor
–Drafting table
–HHA women’s jacket
–Jacquard fleece
–Lottie’s bun
–Lovely love seat
–Makeup case
–Minimalist minitable
–New 3DS XL - HHD
–Pastel low table
–Perfume bottles
–Red warm-up suit
–Wii U console

Mabel

–Ranch Floor
–Block Flooring
–Counter Table
–New 3DS - Mabel
–New 3DS - Sable
–Quilted Tapestry
–Ranch Bed
–Ranch Tea Table
–Sewing Kit
–Slipper Rack
–Wii U Console
–Yarn Basket

Reese
Wisp takes over the shop for the day :-) He’s not particularly capable…

–Parlor Wall
–Pink Wood Shelf
–Antique Shelf
–Hearty Breakfast
–Mermaid Chair
–Mermaid Vanity
–Natural Bench
–Natural Low Table
–New Nintendo 3DS
–Refrigerator
–Re-Tail Clock
–Re-Tail Mat
–Stove
–Wii U Console

Resetti

–Old Wallpaper
–Old Flooring
–Accordion Screen
–Bathroom Stall
–Box with Helmet
–Large Tea Table
–New Nintendo 3DS
–Overflowing Trash
–Half-Eaten Pizza
–Resetti Model
–Wall Fan
–Wall-Mounted TV
–Wii U Console

Rover

–Train Window Wall
–School-Hall Floor
–Boston Bag
–Hanging Strap
–Laptop
–Metal-Rim Table
–New Nintendo 3DS
–Rolling Suitcase
–Rover Suitcase
–Strapped Books
–Train Seat
–Wii U Console

Timmy & Tommy
(It’s actually pretty cute.. Wisp will take over their store (You can’t buy anything..) Timmy will be inside the van in his pyjamas.. And Tommy will sit outside c: )

–Plaster wall
–Monochrome floor
–Bunk bed
–Cart return
–Clerk’s shirt
–Money box
–New 3DS - T&T
–Retro sign
–Retro sink
–Shop mat
–Simple panel
–Wii U console
–Zen low table

Tom Nook

–office wall
–terra-cotta floor
–golf bag
–New Nintendo 3ds
–Nooks Homes Car
–Nooks Homes mat
–Racoon Wall clock
–sacks of money
–sales graph
–wii u console

Villager

–lunar horizon
–galaxy floor
–GameCube drawer
–NDS Lite bench
–Nintendo bench
–Nintendo DSi bench
–villager statue
–Wii Remote cabinet
–Wii U console

The Amiibo Cards only give you items, they do not visit your town!

Zelda Characters

Wolf Link (unlucked via Wolf Link, Link, or someone else? Amiibo)

–Hyrule Wall
–Zelda Floor
–Heart
–Heart Container
–Hylian Shield
–Hyrulean Treasure
–Link Hat
–Link Outfit
–New Hero Wig
–New Hero’s Outfit
–Princess Zelda Dress
–Wolf Link Outfit
–Zelda Wig

Ganon (unlocked via Ganondorf Amiibo)

–Hyrule wall
–Zelda floor
–bomb
–Ganon outfit
–Ganondorf outfit
–Ganondorf pants
–Ganondorf wig
–Hyrulean treasure
–Link hat
–Link outfit
–new hero wig
–new hero’s outfit
–Rupee

Splatoon Characters

Squidlings (All?)

–Ink Splattered Wall
–Ink Splattered Floor
–Black Anchor Tee
–Pilot Goggles
–Splatoon Spawn Point
–Splatoon Tower
–Splattershot
–Squid Bumper
–Studio Headphones
–Super Sea Snail
–Takoroka Mesh


Updated! Just missing a handful of characters now :)