#raspberry-yogurt

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THAT LOTR SNIPPET WAS EVERYTHING

DECIDING WHICH FUCKING LEMON I ACTUALLY WANTED TO PUT IN THERE WAS TOUGH TBH BECAUSE I HAVE SO MANY OF THEM PLANNED FOR THIS LITTLE AU SERIES THAT IT WAS LIKE GOD WHAT THE FUCK WHICH ONE TO DO

but im so glad you like it uwu

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mel omg you need to listen to whisper of a thrill from the meet joe black soundtrack. it is literally the song for your lotr!au and i literally read the one where sasuke kisses her by the river and then leaves to it and i died OF EMOTIONS. I JUST WANTED TO SHARE. IT JUST FITS SO WELL.

it’s so perfect for that drabble omg thank you so much that was such a beautiful experience i really love the feel of this song ;A;

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Btw if you are deepoeticgirl, your writing has evolved amazingly girl. Be proud.

I am, indeed! Thank you!! ;A; 

I’m keeping your other message to write one of the prompts, though I suspect probably not very soon! Idk, who knows, IDK THIS IS TOO INSPIRING I FUCKING LOVE LOTR!SASUSAKU WITH ALL OF MY HEART

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sasusaku lotr!au? if u wanna

“This is your backyard?” she asks, eyes wide and jaw dropped a few inches. She is bewildered—disbelieving—as she scrutinizes their surroundings.  ”Sasuke-kun you—you never told me you had such a beautiful home!”

“It’s alright,” Sasuke remarks, smoothly moving down the steps to join her side quietly. At her dumbfounded look of astonishment, as if she can’t quite believe he just said that, he moves his shoulders in a slow shrug. “There are places far more remarkable than this one.”

“Not to me,” Sakura protests, crouching down to inspect several kinds of flowers she had never seen before. “This is seriously the most beautiful landmark I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

Lips tugging a little, he tries his hardest not to smirk. “Yes, well.” He turns to look away. “It’s not exactly like the Dwarven lands have given you anything to look at.”

 A gasp leaves her lips, and he can’t quite keep the amused smile from sneaking to his mouth as she stands and moves to hit his shoulder, scolding, “Sasuke-kun! That’s not nice!”

He coughs to hide the chuckle that escapes him, then, eyes filled with muted mirth. She blushes a little, but refuses to let his softened features affect her any further, looking sharply sideways while crossing her arms with a huff.

He finds himself wanting to smile, once more. 

“Come on,” he says, moving to slip his fingers around her wrist gently. He gives a light tug. “You should see the river. That was always my favorite part.”

When she nods, the lightest flush still painted to her cheeks, he leads them both towards the finely crafted wooden bridge adorned of bright wildflowers—yellow, pink, pale blue—and finds himself praising his mother’s elegant work in his thoughts. She had outdone herself, this year.

“It’s so beautiful,” Sakura comments, coming to a stop to admire the archway standing high and proud before them. They stand there for a few long minutes, and it isn’t until she looks down between them that Sasuke realizes he is still holding her wrist.

Releasing his hold, Sasuke puts a little distance between them, and pretends not to notice the way she looks at him.

“Is the water cold, this time of year?” she asks after a quiet moment.

Sasuke shakes his head, clears his throat, and keeps his eyes on the ornate bridge.

“The opposite,” he responds. “It’s… a little warm, usually.”

Sakura is silent, in return—too silent for his taste. And when he finally turns to look at her, she’s grinning at him.

“Good,” she says.

His brows draw together.

But before he can even ask what she means by that, Sakura turns away from him and starts making her way towards the open riverside, a most mischievous smile to her lips. He starts after her, puzzled at her behavior.

“What are you—”

Water splashes in his face, and he stiffens, reeling back in surprise. Incredulity rushes over him.

Did Sakura just throw water him? An Elven prince?

His eyes narrow, then, almost threateningly. At the sight of his fists tightening, Sakura’s playful smile seems to lose its edge. She looks uncertain, for a moment, and almost fearful when he stalks forward the few steps separating them. 

Sasuke glowers down at her, for one long minute that never seems to end. And just when she begins to feel that he’s being a little too ridiculous about it, glares right back, and opens her mouth to talk—only for her to lose her words when a foot slips underneath her own and causes her to fall back in the water, completely drenched from head to toe.

She looks up, sees the smug, victorious look on Sasuke’s stupid Elven face, and declares war.

Ten minutes later, they are lying on the wet bank of the riverside, soaked to the bone and covered in mud and grass stains, panting like they’ve just fought the biggest war of their lives. Sakura is grinning, but she isn’t the only one smiling—although Sasuke’s is remarkably smaller, and quieter.

“That was fun.”

“My father is not going to be pleased,” he remarks. 

She doesn’t fail to notice how he hadn’t denied her statement, and her grins grows wider. 

“Why?” she teasingly asks. “Because I ruined your robes?”

Sasuke huffs, pushing himself in a sitting position. He wrinkles his nose, and brushes off the mud there, before looking down at her. His eyes drag themselves over her wet figure, and she tries, but fails, not to blush.

“Yours, too,” he adds, looking up again. Then, he pauses. “But yes. The material is quite intricate. Hard to wash.”

Sakura pouts, and sits up as well, leaning her weight on the palm of her hands. “Well it’s not like we planned it,” she huffs, proud and obstinate. 

Sasuke smiles at this, but so fast she misses it. “That won’t matter.”

Rolling her eyes, she mutters, “Don’t you guys ever have fun?”

He shrugs, nudging her shoulder lightly with his own. 

“Not really,” he says, smirking a little. Teasingly, he goes on, “Maybe you should just marry me and show us how it’s done, dwarf.”

Sakura laughs, then, and impulsively lays her head on his shoulder in a fit of affection and happiness. She stiffens when she realizes what she’s done, but notices that although he is tense, Sasuke doesn’t seem like he wants to push her away. 

So with a smile, she presses herself more closely, and gibed, “Yeah, right. Like your father would ever approve of that.”

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raspberry-yogurt replied to your post:never mind about my ask, ive seen how offensive it...

that’s ok i was just horrified by how i made it look as if i didnt care about whats going on in a serious manner, because i do, but anywho, take care

That's a nice sentiment, but you should've thought of that before sending those asks.

You really should think before you speak because your words carry more weight than it might seem.

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never mind about my ask, ive seen how offensive it is and how it trivializes the pain of others. im sorry i didnt mean to be rude.

I'm white, so you really shouldn't be apologizing to me. Still, I appreciate that you have seen the error of your ways, but I won't be deleting your ask just in case someone else comes into my inbox asking me to do the same for them so they can see why I'll refuse to do it.

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hey! i admire you a lot, could you maybe post like a paragraph of remy chilling in his appartment with his cats reacting to news of darren wilson's bs and current events? ( you dont have to if you dont want to just a suggestion take care)

I'm glad you admire me, but no, I'm not going to do that for you. To do so would be an incredibly insensitive dick move on my part. Michael Brown's death was real as is as the problem with white police brutality in America. I am not going to trivialize a tragedy that is affecting real people and a product of actual human suffering by responding to it as if it was fictional. I find the idea to be in extremely poor taste and disrespectful.

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Hey! could you maybe post a paragraph or something of jubilee reacting to ferguson's current events from her home? you dont have to if you don want, just an idea, take care!

No. I will absolutely not trivialize a real life injustice with a mini fanfic. I find the very idea to be in extremely poor taste and will not be participating in it.