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Konan. | 24. | Tokyo. ϒou are tattooed on my heart, and n o t h i n g can tear our souls apart. May be nsfw. Please read info. Open to interaction with any verse. I track: charmingfatality.

[ryoosukeyamada]

Do Min Joon forever judging you

[virulentbeauty]

"I don't want to pet you, I just want to kiss you." A bottom lip protrudes as if in a pout, leaning a bit forward to nuzzle his nose against her own, "I love you Noona. " light pecks are placed upon her lips, a smile forming on his own.

"Then kiss me." She says as if it’s an obvious answer. When he pouts, she pokes at his lower lip gently with her index finger, and glides it over the fullness of his lip slowly. She drops her hand away when he leans in, and a smile blooms on her lips.

Even through the kisses, she can’t stop herself from smiling. She does her best to kiss back but with her lips split wide in a big smile, it’s a challenge. One that she happily accepts.

"I love you more than you love me." She coos after his barrage of kisses end, cheeks warm with color.

[syndicatedimmorality-deactivate]

   The peppered pecks along his jawline spur a light chuckle to erupt from his lips, they are light a feathery — causing him to become a wee bit ticklish during the ‘assault’. A smile remains even when the pecks ceases and she finally stops talking to allow him to answer. 

   ”Mmm, it sounds fine Noona, having a family business that actually holds a valued meaning sounds wonderful.” The thought alone was enough to cause his heart to flutter with anticipation. It was like erasing past mistakes in his life and starting a new. If only it were truly that easy. “—Maybe, after we settle with a new home we can look for a place to lease, somewhere that we can start the bakery, finding a place shouldn’t be to hard.” He’d seen many places for lease in the city but  he would leave it up to her in regards to where they got their start. 

[virulentbeauty]

Another bright smile spreads across her lips and she leans back in, assaulting his face with another round of kisses. She leaves one on both cheeks, his forehead, the bridge of his nose, the tip of his nose, and finishes with a softer, more intimate kiss on the lips. She lingers there for a moment, lips moving slowly against his.

"Oppa.." She says softly after resting her head on his shoulder, face tucked into the crook of his neck. "I'm so happy with the life we've built together so far.. are you?" Her eyes are closed now as she anticipates his answer, a lingering smile on her lips.

[virulentbeauty]

03 - Gardening ✿

Konan enjoys being outside, and she's always loved gardening. Living in the city, she was never really allowed the chance to go crazy with planting flowers - at most, she's only been able to have a few potted flowers indoors. In the upcoming months, she'll be relocating together with her fiance somewhere that will allow her to embrace her green thumb.

The most fascinating thing about gardening to her, is watching flowers grow into something beautiful. To Konan, even after a flower has lived it's life and died, it's still a beautiful thing.

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[virulentbeauty]

                                     ABOUT THE MUSE

General Appearance.  

Name: Konan. Age: 24. Date of Birth: January 20th. Zodiac: Capricorn. Gender: Female. Eye color: Amber. Hair color: Dark brown / black. Height: 5'3. Scars: Just one, the crook of her left palm. Very small, hardly noticeable. From having a glass crushed in her hand. Over weight: No. Under weight: No.

Favourite…

Color: Purple. Hair color: Black. Eye color:  Brown, hazel, grey. Song: Anything upbeat. Movie: Romantic comedies. T.V Show:  TV Dramas. Food: Chicken. Spicy foods as of late, since pregnancy. Drink: Water or tea. Video Game: Animal Crossing. Place: Anywhere with Obito. Ice cream flavor: Strawberry.

Have you…

Had sex: Yes. Had sex in public: Yes. Gotten pregnant:  Yes. Kissed a boy: Yes. Kissed a girl: No. Gotten tattoos: No. Gotten piercings: No. Smoked or drank: Drank. Had a broken heart: Yes. Been in love: Currently. Needed surgery: Yes. Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes.

Are you…

A virgin: No. A cuddler: Yes. A kisser: Yes. Scared easily: No... Maybe. By bugs. Jealous easily: Yes. Trustworthy: Yes. Dominate: No. Submissive: Yes. In love: Yes. Single: No. In a relationship: Yes. Considered mean: Mean? Never!

Random questions.

Have you harmed yourself: No. Thought of suicide: In high school. Attempted suicide: Almost. Killed someone: No. Wanted to kill someone: Nearly. Who did you kiss last: Obito. Last text: Obito. Drove a car:  Yes. Have/had a job: Yes, but on maternity leave. Favourite soda/pop: Grape soda. Do drugs: No.

[virulentbeauty]

"Konakitty, purr for me ~" cooes softly while a single digit proceeds to poke the tip of her nose.

A big smile stretches over her lips and she paws at his hand playfully, taking on the role of a cat for his amusement. She tilts her head, and wiggles her way into his lap much like an actual cat would.

She hadn’t earned the nickname Konakitty for nothing, after all. She nuzzles her face into the crook of his neck and traces her lips over his skin, a noise of contentment building in the back of her throat. The noise greatly resembles a cat purring, but she has to stop and laugh after a few seconds.

"I can’t purr on command, you know. Cats only purr when they’re being pet.” She looks up at him through her lashes with big eyes, refusing to continue until said affection was given to her.

[virulentbeauty]

It occurs to him that he hadn't really considered the the 'smaller' details that pertained to having so many children -- perhaps his request had come off a bit selfish in the end. "Mmmm....well, maybe not that many. I wouldn't want something bad to happen....or make you unhappy..." Lips purse a fraction in consideration, gaze drifting downwards to their hands, thumb brushing lightly over her knuckles, "How many sounds good to you?"

Even though the number was big, the sentiment was taken to heart. When they met, neither of them wanted even one kid — now, they were planning for several. It’s touching, and causes her heart to swell and warm. A tiny smile settles on her lips, and she brings the back of his hand up to her mouth, placing a few kisses over his knuckles.

"We both know we want at least three.. so, there’s no rush to decide how many we want, right?" She drops his hands, and drapes her arms around his shoulders. She rolls forward onto her toes and pecks his lips lightly, looking up at him with a soft look in her eyes.

"A big family.. well, it sounds nice. It’s scary at the same time, too. Let’s just have three for now, and plan for more when we’re ready." It sounded like a good idea to her, but she hoped it wouldn’t disappoint him.

[virulentbeauty]

"I don't get sick."

Sick Day [Starter Sentences]

Konan stares at Sakura in complete and utter disbelief. She was protesting that she doesn’t get sick, but she obviously was very ill. Her features were pale, and her eyes lacked their luster. Not to mention, her voice cracked and broke when she spoke.

"Sakura, who do you think you’re trying to fool? You should really be seen by a doctor." There was concern in Konan’s voice when she talks, and worry in her eyes. Sakura had become more than just a friend, and was now more like a sister to her. If she didn’t make an appointment herself, Konan would take it upon herself to schedule one.

[syndicatedimmorality-deactivate]

   It’d been a half thought through suggestion, he hadn’t actually believed she’d agree so easily and so quickly to the idea. Her current actions were to cute, it wasn’t like he could put up any resistance to the idea — not that he particularly wished to. 

   The moment she comes in contact with him, without warning, he lets out a slow breath — allowing her to settle properly on his lap, his back sinking into the sofa where he’d sat. “Noona.…..” A soft hum reverberates in his throat, appendages finding their way around her waist, “I’m sure it’ll be fun, anything is fun as long as its with you…” 

   A palm smooths along her back, digits tracing her spine as he relaxes a bit more, “A bakery…I was thinking something similar…we could run a bakery…” He didn’t have much knowledge when it came to running a small business much less a bakery but it wasn’t like he couldn’t learn. 

[virulentbeauty]

There was so much excitement bubbling up inside of her that she couldn't contain it. She wiggles around in his lap and squeezes her arms around his neck, bathing his jawline in kisses. She talks between pecks, rushing to get everything out in one go without having to take a breath.

"We could spend so much time together. We could turn it into a family business eventually too, and our children could work there. Oh! We could do all of the interior designing ourselves and work together on everything. I'm so excited, Oppa. It'll be so good for us, don't you think?"

She finally takes a breath and draws back to look at him, honey eyes bright and hopeful. It was a spur of the moment idea but it could be developed into a life plan for them, and their children.

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[virulentbeauty]

His expression remains passive, even when laughter erupts from her lips, with a soft shrug he leans against the counter. "Seven, its a good number. Although eight sounds better, four boys, four girls -- perfect symmetry." It's clear he's not joking, gaze drifting to meet hers with the utmost sincerity, "What do you think Noona?"

 Oh, he was being serious. Her expression falls flat and not a single thought crosses her mind. It’s a hard thought to grasp and process, have eight children. It was a big number, and it overwhelmed her just hearing it. They hadn’t even had their first yet.

"I, well.." Slack-jawed, she tries to speak but can’t get much out. It’s hard not to consider it when he looks at her with a sincere, hopeful look in his eyes. She swallows thickly and manages a small smile, taking a few steps closer to stand before him, head titled a little as she looks up at him.

"That’s a lot.. I mean, the number is.. scary. That’s a lot of births. A lot of pregnancies.. I don’t know." Her answer is honest, but she leaves the topic open for discussion. Voice small, she reaches out to gently take his hands and squeeze them.

More than anything, she didn’t want to disappoint him. She wanted to give him everything he wanted out of life.

[virulentbeauty]

"Noona, lets have seven kids."

Laughter erupts and fills the room immediately after hearing his absurd statement. “That’s a funny joke.”

Because it’s a joke. Nothing more. She won’t even consider it seriously.

[syndicatedimmorality-deactivate]

   ”I don’t see why we can’t.” It wasn’t like they didn’t have the money to, between the two of them all the cost could be taken care of.  The thought of running a business with her caused his mood to uplift instantly. More precious time spent in each others presence.  ”What kind of business do you have in mind?”

  A bakery came to mind, along with a few other ideas for a small business — in all honesty he didn’t care as long as it became a project they undertook together.

[virulentbeauty]

She throws her arms around his neck and wiggles around, clinging onto him tight like a spider monkey. Her eyes shine brightly and her lips split wide in a vibrant smile, obviously overjoyed by his suggestion and willingness to actually consider it. 

"It'll be so fun, Oppa! We can work together, and take our baby to work with us. We'll always be together." Her heart swells and squeezes in her chest, stomach filled with butterflies. She nuzzles her face warmly into his neck, and exhales softly.

"Let's do a bakery.. I love to bake.. wouldn't that be fun?"

[brown-sorrows]

[virulentbeauty]

"I can't be sick today!"

Sick Day [Starter Sentences]

It really was such a tragedy. Konan and Obito had made plans to take little Sakura to a zoo today, but that morning Sakura had woken up with a raging fever and a sore throat. As much as it pained Konan to have to keep her home, she didn’t have much of a choice.

"Sweetie, we can plan to go another day.. Okay? I promise. We can go anywhere you want." Her voice was soft and gentle as if trying to soothe a baby animal. A tantrum was sure to ensue within a couple of minutes. Konan was sure.

Obito could handle that, after all. Konan had to be the bearer of bad news.

"Now come on. Let’s get you into bed and I’ll make you some soup and give you some juice. We can even watch cartoons, okay?" Please, no tears.. please.