KakaMei Picture This Event: Shake it like a Polaroid
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KakaMei Picture This Event: Shake it like a Polaroid
Full NSFW image on Twitter (click here).
Thanks to my new tablet and the encouragement of close friends, I'm drawing again. ❤
Art by the incredibly talented @berry-doodles (used with permission-do not repost). Thank you, Berry, for creating a new KakaMei fanart specifically for this event announcement!
The annual KakaMei event is back for its THIRD YEAR!!!!!
When: May 5 & 6 2021
Where: @kaka-mei
Event theme: Picture This
Prompts (3 per day, can be used separately or together): -May 5: See what develops | Picture perfect | Shake it like a Polaroid -May 6: Paparazzi | Photo booth | Every picture tells a story
Alternatively, feel free to submit a work inspired by these song lyrics either day of the event:
“All I want is a room with a view a sight worth seeing a vision of you.” -Picture This by Blondie
My blog exceeded 500 followers over the holidays! Thank you very much for your support of my works and appreciation of the art that I reblog.
I’m celebrating with a drabble featuring my favorite, darling rare pair, and I’ve written it from my heart. I hope that you enjoy it.
“Good morning.”
“It is a good morning.”
Mei shifted her legs slightly, and the pleasant tingling that coursed through her limbs signaled that she slept well the night before. The early morning chill nipped her nose, so she turned her face towards the warmth of Kakashi’s body against which she’d slumbered between the crook of his arm and torso.
“Happy New Year,” she added with sincerity.
Kakashi’s offhanded hum vibrated through his chest. “The only thing that’s changed is the date.”
Mei blinked her eyes open and sought out their bedroom window. They’d woken before the sun had fully risen, which was easy to do in winter, and the odd illumination that occurs when the sun and the moon occupy the sky at the same time lit their curtains. The snow on the ground that reflected their combined light added a peculiar element, and she tried to name the color she saw. She decided it was akin to a newborn’s eyes, a little grey, a little green, and a little blue.
The previous year had been one of the worst she’d ever lived through.
Not only for Mei, but for Kakashi, as well as for everyone they knew, and for multitudes of people that they didn’t. One tragedy sparked another, which ignited another, and another, and the fuse continued to stretch until the people it reached had burned out.
“True,” fell softly from her lips, one word that encompassed an entire troubled world and its situation that didn’t change overnight.
Except that it had, and Mei felt it, and she considered how she could express it.
Kakashi played with her hair as they laid there in silence. His fingers brushed against her scalp and threaded through her locks before letting them fall strand by strand from his hand. It was Mei’s favorite of his absent-minded gestures, and it meant that he, like she, had many thoughts demanding his attention as they watched the strengthening glow of growing daylight.
To Mei, it no longer looked green, and it was almost not grey anymore, though it wasn’t blue, either. She wondered what color Kakashi would think it was.
“There’s hope, now.”
Kakashi’s fingers stilled in her hair when she spoke, and she was glad that he’d heard her above the clamor in his mind.
The year of trouble expired overnight. It didn’t mean an end to every great and terrible problem that arose during the previous twelve months, but the date and everything everyone blamed on it had retired to the past. There wouldn’t be daily reminders of the curse of the year when she wrote a check or checked a newspaper, and that fact brought relief.
A new year offered much, much more than a new day. It was less like a blank canvas and more like a landscape of glistening, untouched snow, as far as the eye could see. A place where new paths had to be made instead of followed, where endless options were offered and new decisions waited to be made.
Hope.
Mei felt it not just because she needed it, and Kakashi needed it, as well as everyone they knew, and multitudes of people that they didn’t. She didn’t have to search for it because it arrived with the sunrise for anyone to take.
Allowing it to be made all the difference and its return was so very welcome.
Kakashi agreed with a kiss to the top of her head and was the first to rise to it.
“I’ll make us some coffee; keep the bed warm for me.”
hiii dear! ive come back for another winter prompt request lol. can i please have a #5 work parties with KakaMei?👀 (and uhh this is just something that randomly popped up in my mind of course, but perhaps... with a drunk Raikage A? that could be fun?👀 lol) thanks!💞
“It’s nice to see you out of those bland robes for once, Hokage,” Mei says. “Cheers?”
Kakashi Hatake turns from the buffet where Mei’s approached him, pulling his mask back in place before extending his fluted champagne glass toward Mei.
Mei smiles and clinks her glass against his, taking in his masked face through the swirling and rising golden bubbles. It is nice to see Kakashi of the Sharingan in the Leaf’s new tailored vest with his Sixth Hokage symbols stitched in the back. The tailored slacks he wears with it accentuate the figure born from endless hours of training which has earned him his current position. Mei licks her lips, clearing away the champagne drip over her lipstick, though she’s well aware of how the action draws a man’s eyes to her perfect pout and supple tongue.
“Mizukage,” Kakashi says with a nod before giving a tired sigh. “Enjoying the party?”
“Aren’t you?” Mei says with a hitch of her hip, noting how Kakashi’s gray eyes trace the dip of her moving curves.
“Parties aren’t my thing.”
His eyes wander the massive ballroom, past the Kazekage and Tsuchikage engaged for the last hour in deep conversation, beyond the servers clearing away the dinner and dessert plates left behind at their large round table, to land on the Raikage draping his massive form over the bar.
“Oh.” Mei huffs, displeased that their fellow kage drinking himself beneath the table has captured more of the handsome Hokage’s attention than her. “A’s drunk,” she says flatly.
She sips her wine, washing down her disappointment with the sweet bubbly taste.
“Someone will have to take him home,” Kakashi says.
“You volunteering?”
“I don’t see anyone else in need of an escort home.”
Mei pauses at the suggestive lilt to Kakashi’s voice, the way his eyes shimmer with an unspoken insinuation. She doesn’t have to be the most powerful ninja in the Hidden Mist, or even a ninja to see what he’s proposing.
She’d have to be an idiot not to jump on it.
“Give me a few minutes,” Mei says as she downs the contents of her glass and looks toward the bar, twirling the stem of her champagne flute between her lithe fingers. “I’ll be ready for my escort shortly.”
Kakashi hums, his expressive eyes sparkling a reflection of the champagne bubbles remaining in his flute. Mei doesn’t need him unmasked to see his smile.
“Hurry up,” Kakashi says, though his words are anything but hurried as he slips his free hand into his pocket. “I’d like to slip out of here early.”
My gift from Mozzy Baer in @the-kakashi-lounge-blog 's Doodles<-->Drabbles exchange! I've been given permission to share it here; do not repost:
It's inspired by this story
Rated: G; no archive warnings apply
Pairing: KakaMei; referenced Kagumo (KaguyaxSakumo)
Summary: "Dissatisfied with the moon, Kakashi seeks a colorful and lively alternative elsewhere in the cosmos."
WC: 1944
Read: AO3
Art by @shy-daredevil
Shared with permission; do not repost.
Art credit goes to @imshooktxxx (used with permission; do not repost).
This event is moderated by @ohayohimawari and @syusukerambles
This event will accept KakaMei content that is also submitted to @narutorarepairweek (see event rules and guidelines).
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