Jhin
A sucker for fluff and angst. Please feed me Kakashi stories I am starving ߹𖥦߹
Worlds
Sent to the Lands of Fire as a diplomatic envoy representing the Lands of Iron, Himari Furukawa prides herself on the samurai code and a strict adherence to protocols. What she didn't expect was being assigned the infamous Kakashi Hatake as her escort and guide for the duration of her stay. The man is always late, disregards formalities, reads literature she finds personally offensive, and is infuriatingly laid back about everything. Even worse, he seems to think that pushing her buttons is the best entertainment he's had in years. Himari finds him unbearable; Kakashi finds her oddly endearing. She views his acts as a deliberate test of her patience, and he doesn't correct her. Kakashi is also a patient man, after all.
Kakashi Hatake, the ruthlessly cold and efficient ANBU Captain, has stowed away his emotions after living a life defined by loss. His defenses were perfect until an unassuming civilian woman who owns a quiet book café abruptly cracked open the metaphorical lock he had carefully placed over his heart. He tells himself he keeps coming back because the book selection is good, and the tea even better. Kakashi has never been good at lying to himself.
15 years ago, you were a frightened child who begged a wayward Hunter to find your lost mother, gifting them a music box to aid in their search. 15 years ago, your innocence died when that same Hunter later returned with news of both of your parents' deaths. Now, at 25 years old, you have fully embraced the same lifestyle that brought about your own father's demise, slaying the beasts of Yharnam as retribution and penance both. But as the endless nights continue, you feel yourself slipping into the same blood-starved madness that you swore to cull.


