Nee,Raven-san,i really like the srtoshin family fanfic that you write. can you write some more fluff setoshin family?
((Sure, anon ^ ^))
((again, with little versions of themselves as their children))
((so little Seto=Kaoru, little Shintaro=Momotaro))
Send me a pairing and a setting for a short story!
Kaoru and Momotaro were both fairly quiet and well-behaved children. Which was lucky because Shintaro was absolutely horrible at dealing with kids. He still remembered the look on his mother’s face when he told her that she was a grandma.
That didn’t mean that they were angels all the time though.
Momotaro was the particularly mischievous one, Kaoru was a trouble-magnet.
Only Momotaro could cover the walls and even a part of the ceiling with scribbles and random doodles, a mess of things inked in every color. Every time that Shintaro took his markers away, he always found a way to get to them. Seto’s long given up on trying to stop him. He even helps him; drawing flowers on curved scribbles, flowers on vines.
Shintaro didn’t have the heart to tell him that his scribbles and Momotaro’s were barely distinguishable.
And Kaoru…only Kaoru could get himself locked out on the balcony, stand under a chandelier only for it to fall 2 seconds after he stepped away, accidentally walk out of a restaurant after thinking that his parents had already left and proceed to wander around the street for several hours in the same week.
Shintaro can’t really blame the kid for clinging to him at all times, even at home.
"I thought my stress levels would go down after the whole Haze fiasco." Shintaro grumbled, cradling the sleeping boy in his arms. When Momotaro pulls at his sweater with a sleepy pout on his face, Shintaro pulls the kid into the hug too, shooting them a look when the boys squabble a little before settling down.
"It’s fun though, isn’t it?"
"Seto. Really.”
"It is." Seto flops down next to him, patting Momotaro’s head absentmindedly, "It makes for interesting days, right?"
"I’ll agree with the interesting part. But my heart is going to give out at this rate." Shintaro leans back against the sofa with a sigh, unwinding from the long day. He tenses back up again when he feels lips on his. "S-Seto?!"
"Sorry, sorry." Seto pulls back with a grin, "But you just looked so kissable there!"
"How the f…heck do I look ‘kissable’ right now? I have dark circles worse than back when I was 18, my hair is messy and I am practically drowning in my own sweat from chasing after these two here." Shintaro hisses. Sounding completely like a teenage girl. Great.
"Exactly." Seto says without skipping a beat, "You look so good like this." And he licks his lips.
"…I’m…going to put the kids to bed." Shintaro says finally, once he can talk.
"I’ll help!" Seto says, reverting back to his family-friendly smile.
"I take it back, these two aren’t going to be the source of my impending heart failure."
"Eh?"
"You know exactly what I mean." Shintaro says tiredly. But he kisses Seto on the lips after he transfers Momotaro safely into his arms.
A SetoShin family?While their kids are their younger self.
((*screams*))
((yes yes yES OHMYGOD))
((oh uh Momotaro=Little Shin, Kaoru=Little Seto))
Send a pairing and a drabble for a short story ask~
"Why am I even here." Is what Shintaro mutters to himself as he approached his inevitable death. Seto merely laughs and holds his hand tightly.
Kaoru gives a small whimper and somehow manages to hug Momotaro tightly while their other son turns to give one final kicked-puppy look at his father before the roller-coaster goes down the hill and the sound of high-pitched shrieking filled the air.
Back on safe ground and Shintaro resists the urge to just flop down on the ground like Momotaro was doing. It was going to be a little hard to do that anyway considering that he was currently holding Kaoru in his arms, patting his back to stop him from crying.
"That was fun wasn’t it?" Seto has the gall to say and Shintaro and Momotaro both round on him at once.
"That was not fun, Seto-“
"I swear I thought I was going to die-"
"You know how I hate rollercoasters anyway-"
"Kaoru kept holding me too tight, I almost choked-"
"Now, now", Seto says with that same sweet smile, "It was fun though, wasn’t it? Didn’t you enjoy yourselves?"
"I-it was…a little fun…" Kaoru said quietly. Momotaro gives his brother an incredulous look before he sighed and kicked at a pebble, "…I suppose. A little fun. But it was more scary than fun, Daddy!"
"So we’ll go for a slow ride next, ok? How about the Merry-Go-Round?" The kids brighten up at the suggestion and Shintaro sets little Kaoru down to see them race off to the Merry-Go-Round together. "Recovered already, huh?"
"They’re still kids." Seto says, passing Shintaro the water, "Here."
"Thanks." Shintaro mumbles, drinking a few sips. When Seto still stays with him, he asks, "What?"
"Nothing. Just thinking how much we’ve grown. I feel kind of old, actually."
"Urgh, if you feel like that, imagine my condition."
"You’re older by only two years, Shintaro-san."
"I’m still older." Seto laughs a little at that, "True. I’m glad."
"You’re…glad we’re becoming old crones?" Shintaro asks in confusion. Seto shakes his head and leans in to steal a kiss. A quick brush of the lips, nothing more but Shintaro’s cheeks flush and he nearly drops the bottle in surprise.
"I’m glad…because I’m spending all this time, all my years with you. The person I love more than anyone else." Shintaro glares at him and hits him in the chest, before looking away, "…I wouldn’t have stayed with you all this while if I didn’t feel the same way."
Seto beams at him, “I love you.” And this time, Shintaro smiles a little, “Yeah…me too.”
Konoha has multiple bad habits that are sure to one day get him in more trouble than the result that falling off a bench tends to have. This mattered none to him as he was so rudely awakened by sudden contact with the ground. "Oh... Oops."
Considering how dark it was outside, how quiet the building was, how even the chirping birds had long since gone to bed-- It seemed that now was such an undesirable time to be wandering around. And he was awfully surprised at the soft footsteps outside his door that proved someone was up and about.
Curiously, the blackette sat himself up and tossed aside his sheets, brushing aside his own weariness in favor of learning just who would be up at such an hour.
Quietly, so as not to disturb whoever was sleeping at this time, he pulled open the door and poked his head into the hallway- wide and curious hazel eyes quickly locking onto another pair of equal shade. He smiled soflty, kneeling down to match the boy's height and give him a funny look.
"What are you doing up so late, kiddo~?" He hummed, stretching an arm out to tussle the other's dark locks. "You should be in bed~"
Even if the youth was around the same size as him, fighting really had been no use- with this artificial body of his own craft, it seemed like he could do anything.
There were red marks around the other's neck from where he'd held him. He leant down, grasping hair in one hand, and yanking it backwards to have a closer inspection of his work. "What's the matter?"
Crowing, Kuroha dragged him to his feet. "Maybe I ought to talk you to death instead..."
oh,oh,oh~!Or maybe if Shin had nightmares,of course Harooks and Kuro volunteered themselves to but they ended up arguing about it because there can be only one person that can comfort shin. But then,kono,out from nowhere,started to hug shin(nope,he doesn't what's going on. he just came and hug.)And then,shin just feel much better than both harooks and kuro fighting. (makes sense,right?)
Tbh one of my favourite things is Haruka and Kuro arguing over who gets Shintaro and while those two are busy fighting Kono just casually slides over and steals Shin away. The other two never see it coming because they never actually view Kono as competition when in actuality he’s the main contender.
how about shin having nightmares and when he was scared,he hugged kuroha tightly and kuroha was like,''what's wrong?You scared?Don't worry. Keep on hugging me.''
Shin no, that is literally the worst person you could possibly go to for comfort
