#Tsunade's Student AU

[hellcifrogs]

Even more Sannin Swap redesigns - This time as trios! -> Ver.1 // Ver.2 // Ver.3

[rose-lalondde]

naruto but it's my modern fantasy world au

[madmanwonder]

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Original Male AU Crossover AU College AU-Student AU

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Student Issei, is it true you are determined to get a kiss from Dean Tsunade before the end of the year?

Issei: *Determined Gaze* Yes. I will not rest until I get a kiss from Tsun-Chan~!

[myanimethought]

Jiraiya Sensei From Naruto

[grgulya]

A little bit of our Kiba from Au Ninja no kōsaten Some words may seem strange. English is not my native language! I find it really annoying that medics have ALWAYS been women. So we scratched our heads and unanimously decided that Team 8's medic would be Kiba. Why? 1. To give him development, plus it's interesting to look at him in this role. You don't really expect that the bully Naruto, who was defeated by a surprise fart attack, will suddenly become a good medic and also a student of Tsunade. 2. Of all the characters, Kiba even has the right push to develop in this direction. Remember how bad Hinata was during the final stage of the Chunin exam? Kiba was very worried and could not help his friend in any way. In our story, this will become one of the key pushes for him to start moving in the right direction. 3. Well, it's simple, it suits him very well! His abilities are great for rescue and search. With his sense of smell, he can easily find the necessary medicinal herbs or people in need of help. And the scope of ideas for combining medical techniques and his cutting claws is also huge! In short, he will have room to grow! The design is not final, plus I still have a lot to say about it. But I'll save it for a fanfic, which I hope will be written. (╯▽╰ )

[felixtrash469-blog]

Professor Hatake x reader

Parings: Hatake Kakashi x reader

Reader Gender: They/them pronouns - AFAB

Genre: Smut - Minors do not interact

Other: University AU (Separated into years), Alpha Kakashi, Omega reader. Professor Kakashi, Student reader, Slight breeding kink, Marking, F/N (First name) over Y/N (Your name) used

Kakashi organized his papers that were strewn across the desk. He sighed, lining them up and preparing for the staff meeting. He made his way down the hall to meet with the other professors. Wandering in, only slightly late, he watched all eyes flick to him. Iruka gave him a disappointing look as he took his seat beside him.

“Now that all professors are present, let’s discuss the students. Is there any trends, concerns or issues arising?” Konoha was a small university, consisting of only 50 students in each year. This cohort of professors taught the 3rd years in their respective subjects, Iruka focusing on history, Gai in Physical education, Orochimaru in chemistry, there were more teachers, but he didn’t interact much with them. Kakashi himself taught biology, with a focus on how each of the different special gendered possibilities interacted with each other. A special interest of his was guessing which category each person fit into, Alpha, Beta or an Omega. Kakashi himself, being an Alpha could normally sense when other alphas or omegas were on heat, but there were no other known signs on how to tell in current research. His eyes swept the table, Iruka was a beta without a doubt. He’d known the man long enough to know he’s never gone into heat; he had barely taken a sick day. Gai was also an alpha, taking off 2 weeks every six months. Tsunade was… looking at him angrily.

“If we may steal just a moment of your attention, it would be greatly appreciated Kakashi.”

“Of course, the question?”

“The student F/N L/N has been missing for a week and hasn’t informed anyone. Do you have any idea of their whereabouts?”

“I can’t say I do, sorry.”

F/N L/N was an average student in his class. Not the best but far from the worst. Mostly came in and did their work before leaving for the next class. It wasn’t unusual for a student to take a day off here and there and not inform anyone, but a week without telling any professor was cause for some alarm. The students were adults, in their 20’s; by this point, they could handle their work fine. The greatest concern was that the majority lived alone and if they got hurt, they had no one to help them.

“Who has the least amount of classes for the day?”

Every professor around the table mumbled out their remaining classes. Kakashi was the only one without classes. Tsunade didn’t hesitate.

“Kakashi, come to my office after this meeting. I will provide you with F/N’s address and you are to go check on them and ensure their safety. “

There goes his afternoon. The one day he has a free slot to mark papers, taken by Tsunade’s wishes.

The meeting continued without further discussion on Kakashi’s behalf. There were no trends or concerns in his class, he wasn’t even sure why he had to attend these meetings. A better use of his time was to work on the next topic for the class.

Once the meeting had concluded, he followed Tsunade to her office. She shuffled around through the student paper, attempting to locate F/N’s file. She finally placed a file on the desk, a small picture of F/N on the front. He had to admit, if they weren’t his student, he would have found them at the very least, slightly attractive. Tsunade copied down the address on a sticky note, handing it to Kakashi.

“Just go make sure they’re okay. You can have the rest of the day off. Consider it a thank you for checking on them. Pack up and head over now.”

“I’ll tell you how they are on Monday.”

“Sure, have a good weekend Kakashi.”

Kakashi reviewed the note on the way to his office, it wasn’t far, a 20-minute walk, if that. At least he got an early Friday out of it.

Kakashi packed up his things, looking over at his half-written work. The work for the next lesson sat, glaring at him. ‘The effects of marking on Omegas’. An important topic for anyone looking to go into the research of alphas and omegas. Kakashi would have to finish it Monday, possibly read up on sources over the weekend to reference.

It wasn’t as if he had marked anyone himself. Most of the sources he read explained it as euphoric, a once in a lifetime feeling that could never be replicated. It was apparently something that came on instinct to mark when either the omega or alpha was in heat. Kakashi had specifically avoided that. He would never sleep with someone when they were on heat, after all, it could bring on his own. On his own heat, he would lock himself away. Marking was a bonded for life sort of deal, not something he was interested in.

As Kakashi walked towards his student’s house, he reviewed the topics he had covered so far. Most were surrounding the mating ritual research or lack-there-of. It was still so under researched. Lost in his thoughts, he had finally reached his destination. Walking up to the door, he raised his hand to knock.

There was a sweet smell drifting in the air. The smell was hard to explain. When F/N opened the door, the smell hit him like a ton of bricks. The pheromones of an omega, something he had smelt before but never this close. Kakashi could feel his instincts igniting at the scent.

“Professor Hatake?”

You stood in front of him. Your face was flushed and your lips looked unbelievably glossy. You stood in front of him in a long t-shirt and what he would hope was panties underneath.

“H-hello F/N. I just came by to check on you and make sure you’re okay.”

Your eyes looked glazed, and you seemed completely out of touch with reality. There was no denying that you were in heat. Kakashi tried to advert his eyes.

“’s okay, professor, you smell really good.”

You were definitely out of it and too far gone to think straight. Kakashi could feel his pheromones start to build as he stood in your presence. He had to leave, his heat would come on quickly standing in your presence and he could already feel the rush of lust heading straight down.

“Yes, well, now that I can see you’re safe, I should take my leave.”

You stepped out a little from behind the door catching his wrist. The jolt of excitement it sent through Kakashi was dangerous.

“Professor, why don’t you stay a little while?”

Kakashi looked at you, your eyes were half lidded now, a desire filled gaze looked down at the connected hands. You tugged Kakashi back a little, the smell from your apartment hit him again. He was losing all sense and allowed himself to be tugged into the apartment. He knew he fucked up when the door clicked behind him, but he had lost all will to fight against it.

You sat Kakashi on the couch, sparing only a single moment before seating yourself on his lap. Kakashi couldn’t stop looking at your face, your perfect lips, just begging to be kissed. Your eyes and the way they trailed down his body, almost filled with excitement when you saw the tightness of his pants.

“Forgive me professor, but I can’t help myself.”

You reached down, pulling down his mask and connecting your lips. The session between you two became a heated mess of tongues as you eased themselves to sit on top of Kakashi’s dick. He could feel your wetness soak into his pants. Kakashi grinded up into them, making you moan into the kiss. Finally pulling away for air, a trail of saliva connected your lips. Kakashi went straight for the neck, kissing and sucking on your sweet spots. Hands started to wonder and Kakashi gripped your right breast, feeling the smooth skin under his hand. The nipple was unbelievably hard for him, he knew you were horny, but he didn’t realise you were this desperate.

Kakashi broke away from your neck, seeing the red and purple forming where he had been a tad rough. He flipped their positions so that you were laying on the couch. Kakashi removed both of their shirts, finally getting the perfect view of your breasts. Kakashi didn’t waste a second, dipping his head to suck on your nipple. He reached his hand up to play with the other while you mewled underneath him. He could feel his dick twitch in anticipation at what was to come. He could only imagine the pre-cum that was leaking out of his throbbing erection. Kakashi released the nipple from his hand, chuckling a little at the annoyed noise you made. His hand trailed slowly down, slipping past the elastic of your panties. He could feel how wet you were for him. His hands hadn't yet found their way inside of you and they were already slippery with your arousal.

When Kakashi finally slipped a finger in, he heard a groan of pleasure. He moved his mouth to the other nipple, leaving a trail of saliva before slipping another finger in. He pumped slowly in and out at first, his fingers curling while inside, trying to find the perfect spot. That didn’t last long as you started grinding on his fingers, trying to gain more friction, more movement, more of him.

“Patience baby, I promise to stuff you full of my cock soon.”

Truthfully, it was taking everything in Kakashi to not just do it now. His heat response had kicked in enough that he needed to fuck you into oblivion but not enough to forgo ensuring you were prepped enough to handle him.

Removing his fingers, he scissored them, watching as your arousal connected between the two digits. Kakashi brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean.

“You taste so good F/N. If you feel even half as good, I won’t be able to stop myself from fucking you all night.”

Kakashi reached down to remove your panties, sniffing the pheromones off them before flinging them away. He didn’t hesitate, moving to free his erection next. He watched a little as you sat up, eyeing his dick as it sprung free. Kakashi removed the rest of his clothing before spreading the pre-cum over his length. He knew he was decently sized, a bit on the girthy side and he could see in your eyes the excitement build.

Kakashi moved his length between your folds, gathering your arousal before lining himself up. When he finally thrusted in, he lost all control. He pounded his way in, all the way to the hilt. He could just hear you moan mix with his own. Kakashi wasn’t escaping this, he was going to keep fucking you until he knew you were pregnant with his child. Until you were so filled with his cum that you became swollen.

Kakashi started moving and he was sure he was seeing stars. The way your velvety walls suck him in and clenched around him, the sound of your arousal coating his dick, creating a squelch every time he moved back in. He was sure this was heaven. Kakashi reached down to your clit, thumb rubbing in circles as you squirmed underneath him. The pleasure was almost unbearable, the mix of all the sensations drove him wild. When you reached up and dragged your nails across his back, his body reacted pleasingly.

Kakashi couldn’t stop himself from thrusting, pulling out to the tip and going back into the hilt. The thrusts were hard and fast. He used his free hand to pin your hip to the bed to stop you from moving. Your walls were clenching more, and he could smell how close you were to climaxing. Kakashi moved his thumb faster on your clit and when he felt your walls fluttered and clamp on his dick, the urge to mark you came. Kakashi had never felt like this before, he wanted it forever. He was so close to cumming, you were under him, begging for more, a steady flow of ‘don’t stop’ and ‘fuck me harder professor’ spilling from your lips.

“’m going to cum. I’m going to fill you up with my seed. You’re going to get pregnant for me. Is that what you want baby? You want to carry around your professor’s baby?”

Kakashi heard you choke out a ‘please Kakashi, fill me up’ between sobs of pleasure. At the sound of his name, he was cumming. He pushed himself in as far as he could go, making sure that his cum reached your womb. Kakashi slowed down slightly to milk himself inside you. In a moment of weakness, he reached up to your shoulder, biting hard and pushing out pheromones. He was still riding his high, too engrossed to care that he marked you.

Even after cumming, Kakashi still wasn’t satisfied. He was still rock hard. Seeing his mark on your shoulder only pushed to further his need to breed you like his perfect cum slut. You also continued to rock your hips against his, begging for a round two.

Kakashi happily obliged, fucking you again and again. Time wasn’t a factor of consideration, the only need Kakashi had was to continue filling you to the brim with his seed.

When Kakashi finally gained some control back over his body, it was morning. His mind was foggy and his mouth was dry. The nausea raised in his throat not long after, he struggled to get out of bed and make it to the attached ensuite. His legs felt like jelly, the only way he could hold himself up was by leaning on the sink. Kakashi dry heaved but nothing came up. Looking in the mirror, he had purple blooming across his skin. He had fucked up. He had royally fucked up. You were his student. He fucked his student.

The dizziness set in and he made his way back to the bed he woke up in. No more then two minutes later, there was a small knock at the door before it opened. Your head popped through. When you saw him, you brought a tray of food and water into his view.

As much as Kakashi was thankful for the water and food, he could see the purple marks moving up your neck from under your clothes.

“Are you feeling better Professor?”

Kakashi nodded, unsure of his voice.

“Can I ask a couple of questions? Like when you got here? Or why you came?”

“I came Friday to check up on you as you hadn’t been attending classes. What day is it?”

“Sunday.”

Two days. Two fucking days. He had lost control of himself for the whole weekend. He knew that being in heat with an omega could be bad, but he didn’t expect this bad.

“Um, professor? I have one more question.”

Kakashi raised his eyes to you, prompting you to speak. He watched as you rolled down the neck of your shirt to expose your shoulder.

“Is this a- um- a mark?”

Kakashi had severely fucked up this time. There was no going back. A mark. For life. The pheromones in that would make them bonded for life. All the research papers told him he would never be able to fall out of love with them once the mark was placed and the feelings grew. He’s fucked. He fucking came in them. How would he explain this to the school? How would he explain it to their parents.

“Professor, your breathing has gotten pretty bad. Did you need some water? What’s wrong? Is it a mark?”

Kakashi nodded. He watched as their face faltered before dropping. He watched as they went through the motions of acknowledgement, feeling everything in a mere 30 seconds.

“Well, I suppose there’s worse people to be bonded to, right Professor?”

At least he knew they could see the bright side.

“I hope you keep that same positivity for when the baby comes F/N.”

“The w-what?”

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AN: I was bored and decided to write this, I am getting back into writing after a 5 year break, so I apologise if it isn't the best. I appreciate all support. Requests are open if you did want to request something.

[witchofthesouls]

Wait something funny just occurred to me. In the AU where the kids get cyber formed but remain on the edge of being adults, someone would have had to give them the Cybertonian version of The Sex Talk.

Would it be Ratchet, giving them the strictly medical side of things, or would it be some bot, talking about the experimental/exploring parts?

(I genuinely believe Ratchet would have an aneurysm of some kind at the prospect of it. But let's pretend)

I have to name this verse properly because Tarn isn't here, but it will eventually lead the D.J.D. to Earth. I'll keep the soulmate au tag until I can figure out something.

Ratchet does have an aneurysm because he has set ideas on what is and isn't 'appropriate' from Functionist-held Golden Age Cybertron, but he also carries a lot of guilt from out-surviving almost all his friends, cohorts, and students...

And it's all being dragged into the mud by the Jasper trio, who gives no quarter on crushing his prejudices and fears. Even Raf, his favorite, casually steamrolls over it with the draconian and American mindset of giving no fucks.

Team Prime had harmless thought exercises of what their charges' Cybertronian frames would be like... and none of them were remotely correct!

Because Miko is a Seeker femme, Raf may or may not be a type of Predacon, and Ratchet can't get proper readings on Jack's base-coding, Ratchet sits them all down because they're not sparklings or mechlings with sealed plates but full-framed mecha with total access. He gives them the reproductive talk, especially since Seekers and beastformers go into reproductive heats, but humans don't have that. He's trying to be mindful, and Ratchet is going through the different sexual methods and the variations of parts. Of course, Raf has to interrupt because the draconian mech has two spikes and no receptacle, and he would like to know about any necessary care.

All in all, it's really Ratchet having another fit because his weird humans are now weird Cybertronians of yore/throwbacks. And the ex-humans are taking it rather well, but Jack, Miko, and Raf had literally lifetimes to explore sexuality: as humans, human-hybirds by exploring their heritage as well as alchemical concoctions and very curious lovers.

This, however, did kickstart the path of Ratchet teaching Miko his medical knowledge as she doesn't want the results. She's burning to have the technical skills and knowledge of the processes. Ratchet does pass on his skills to Raf and Jack, but Raf prefers the science as Jack is more fascinated by procuring research material. Miko literally bullzoned her way to become his student. The howling matches they had shook the foundations of the base, but she got her way because she deliberately aimed at his vulnerable parts. ("You'll leave us one day to go back to Cybertron! And you're refusing to tell me how to properly care for myself!?") Ratchet is highly concerned about how voracious Miko's appetite is for that knowledge.

She yearns to become a Tsunade/Unohana terror among them because they have a strong suspicion that if their status is revealed, then they'll become targets. She'll become a Cybertronian Bloodbourne horror if it means she'll never be trapped like what happened to some of her kin.

[narutothoughts]

Au where Naruto is insane about all his teammates (not just sasuke) so when Tsunade refuses the hat and kakashi is basically forced into it he goes a little wacky and joins anbu to help Kakashi better.

In the past, Kakashi swore himself to his village four times. Has the Konoha headband that he received at graduation from the academy as proof of the first time. Has his first chunin vest as proof of the second. His Jonin greens as proof of the third and his anbu tattoo as proof of the fourth.

He never expected to do it again with the Hokage’s hat as proof of the fifth. But he does. His village needs him and he’s never once turned from her, even at his worst.

Kakashi has the reputation. The skill. The intelligence. The heritage. The connections. The power.

With kakashi as Hokage and officially off active duty, the situation is more strained than before. It becomes readily apparent to all the higher ups just how much heavy lifting Kakashi was doing when it came to completing all the A and S rank missions.

Naruto…well he sees the grief that shadows Kakashi’s eye more than the hat’s veil could ever hide. The exhaustion in his perpetually slumped shoulders.

He refuses to let this be where they part ways and allow himself be shuffled off to a new genin sensei as if team seven wasn’t the best thing he ever had.

So he doesn’t. He lets getting sasuke back become a second priority and focuses on being able to help kakashi as best he can. Sasuke chose to leave but kakashi…he doesn’t want the hat or the distance it’s forced. It’s obvious to anyone who knew him as more than cold blooded Kakashi.

He will help his sensei.

It’s odd how much things shift after that. Time feels more compressed, like he’s fighting against it and working with it all at once. But somehow he finds his own teachers, both conventional and not.

After all, the old granny whose perfume he complemented and ended up learning about poisons from in Suna wasn’t exactly a normal teacher. Although he did find a bingo book entry that looked just like her minus a few (dozen) wrinkles. The fact it said she was both originally from Konoha and now dead was…interesting. The dock workers he met in water when he was disguised as a fisherman’s son looking for work taught him all kinds of knots that he adapted for his traps wasn’t conventional either. Not to mention the blacksmith he was hired to protect…or the bounty hunters he fought…or the missing nin…or that other missing nin…

Anyone that can teach him anything, he listens to. He internalizes. And he grows from it all.

It’s inevitable really that he joins ANBU. It’s where he can help his sensei best and so he does. He takes on the missions that are a few steps left of a suicide run and comes back with fewer and fewer injuries each time.

Things settle in the village again with another major player able to take on the workload. Kakashi hates it but can’t help but feel grateful for it anyway. He mourns the new darkness in his most cheerful students eyes but smiles as false bravado solidifies into quiet confidence and genuine contentment.

They both learn to lean on eachother. Kakashi knows any mission he gives Naruto will not only get completed, but also result in at least two more allies and a trade deal with a small village that’s not even on their maps. Naruto reveals in the unhesitant trust placed in him.

Time passes and the fourth war comes. Kakashi dies in front of Naruto, only alive long enough to pass him a blood stained hat with blood seeping through his face mask.

Naruto takes on the responsibility passed to him and leads his village in the war for 5 yrs.

Kakashi swore himself to his village, but Naruto swore himself to Kakashi. He’s never turned from him, even at his worst.

Blah blah blah apocalyptic hell scape, he kills madara and rabbit goddess, no one’s left, Kurama suggests time travel, he takes it, gets sent to the past as a red haired and purple eyed version of himself, picks out a name, gets in bingo book, kills everyone he needs to to prevent it blah blah blah

This was entirely inspired by one scene I was imagining where Naruto gives a speech before his entire shinobi force and asks his anbu to step forward. It’s almost silent as people turn to each other in shock as they watch their friends and family step forward at their hokages command. Even quieter still when it’s clear the vast majority of the shinobi left alive are all ANBU.

[oh-no-its-bird]

Someone said Hokage Tora and now I'm thinking about what would need to happen to make that a reality.

Ok so we're gonna shuffle the Hokage's and their timelines around.

(Also note: at this point, Tora very sympathetic to the Uchiha bc of his relationships w Shisui Itachi and Sasuke)

So Sarutobi dies and people are going "oh noooo someone go and get Tsunade back"

And Tora gets PISSED.

They want another Senju to have the hat?? Are you fucking kidding him??? 2 in a row was bad enough but 3 sets a standard. Choose literally anyone else! Anyone!! Fucking Kakashi would make a better Hokage!!!

And then he stops.

Hmmm. Kakashi as Hokage.

That... wouldn't be too bad, actually?

Long story short: Tora starts to campaign for Kakashi as Hokage.

Kakashi does not appreciate this. Stop immediatley.

Tora is on the civilian council at this point (at the terrifyingly young age of like 17) and lowkey has them under his thumb. So he's able to get them all aboard, meaning Kakashi is officially civilian approved.

The Uchiha are into it to, with him lowkey being the closest they've been able to get to the seat since fucking Madara. He has one of their eyes, he's lead/taught both of the clan head kids, and hes visibly, publicly close to multiple Uchiha/Uchiha sympathizers (Itachi, Shisui, Tora)

He's the yodaime's student which gives him major points in the politics department, + he actually knows what it is like to be in the life of a Hokage, he has seen and been involved in that life firsthand

Hes also on good, personal terms with a few clan heads and solidly neutral terms w the other clans

His clan is innofensivley small (read: fucking wiped out) so there's no concern with biases of a guy coming from a specific clan, working w a bias for that clan

Perfect candidate!!

(Something something Kakashi quietly touching his eyelid and mumbling to Obito that he guesses he'll be able to show him even more of his dream than even he'd expected)

Danzo tries to intimidate him into not accepting it and while Kakashi does agree that he would be one of the worst options, the conversation kinda... leaves him a little less sure he'd really be the worst option.

Anyways, Kakashi as the godaime hokage!!

He hates it.

Tora Shisui and Itchi have to hunt him down the day of his ascension and fuckin wrestle him on stage (he's gonna go home and scream into his pillow later)

How would Naruto canon change with Kakashi as the Hokage so early?? Until this point, the au has mostly been sticking to the script (minus the Uchiha massacre) but this is a HUGE status quo change for a character decently central in the cast list, and it's a change that'd impact just about everything going forward! Don't ask me how exactly because I know very very little about the actual specifics and events of canon but holy shit it'd sure change the course of history, huh? If you wanna get really down to the nitty gritty technicalities, we could take serious liberties and kill off and or save several characters with the simple explanation of "different Hokage, different people assigned to different missions"

Anyways:

Team Ro gets to be his personal guards,, they need a replacement for the team since Kakashi left, maybe we can throw in someone else to join them and add some more chemistry in there

I don't think it'd be anyone on team 7 (I don't live in a world where I can see Kakashi tossing specifically THEM in ANBU that young, no matter how more powerful or better taught than cannon, sorry) also conflicting interests w THREE uchiha on a team or the Haruno siblings. Also, Naruto is Naruto, so. *political noises*

Actually the slot is a very valuable one since they're basically Kakashi's special little guys (anbu eddition) so it's really hard to think of a character that'd even conceivably be put on it. (Part of me wants to add Neji for literally no reason other than I suddenly want him in the AU but that'd bring a whole mountain of implications with him if Kakashi chose HIM specifically to join his personal guard + he's suddenly in ANBU, what??)

Wait would Kakashi even choose the replacement personally.

Wait wait ok. Record scratch. Rewind. Let's try this again.

So. With Kakashi's promotion, Tora gets to he team leader. One of the first things he's told is to find a new replacement for the team

"Shouldn't you do that yourself?" Says Tora

"You've got me to take the hat I refuse to move so much as a single fucking finger more at your request." Says Kakashi, who then delights in bodily removing Tora from the room via the window.

I don't know Neji's actual age but for the sake of this fic he's suddenly Tora's age or only a year younger (Tora is like 17 at this point)

Him and Neji do not get along!! At all!!!! Actually it was kind of hate on sight.

Uhh insert montage where they become grudgingly almost friends but still mostly frenemies

Neji is very talented and Tora is frustrated by how he seems to be being "held back" in some way. Like, he doesn't like the guy! But damn if he doesn't know how it feels to have the system itself fighting you, no matter how good you prove you are and how hard you work.

Anyways, Tora finding out Neji was skipped over and denied for different promotions or smthn bc hyuuga second class or whatever.

And him going "hmmmmmmmmm...."

He hands Kakashi a form with Neji's name on it and Kakashi signs without even looking.

When he scowls and asks if he's even going to look, Kakashi just gives him a dry look.

"Like I dont know whoever you've picked won't be for whatever plot you're cooking up next. Just don't set anything on fire where I can see it and I don't care."

A very, very confused Neji is suddenly told he's not only going to join ANBU but also the Hokage's private guard.

Hey Tora !! What the fuck !!!

They have one of those "You don't even like me??" "I don't have to like you to want to see how far you can go." moments

Queue Neji angrily revealing that it doesn't matter "how far he can go" or how many opportunities are afforded to him bc his limits are fuckin branded on him, and shows Tora his seal mark

Hey Neji !! What the fuck !!!

Hyuuga reformation arc,,,

Ok so not sympathetic Hiashi Hyuuga but like,, rational (deeply fucking flawed) person Hiashi who is able to leverage the "Neji has been ordered to work directly the Hokage" @ the Hyuuga clan elders to at least slightly loosen the seal on him.

TONNS of political drama in the Hyuuga house w Neji being chosen for such a huge position, but w the complications of "they can't fucking voice it outloud" bc ANBU identities are supposed to be super top secret, so it's kept to the really high ranks only

(There's an AU of an AU out there where instead of stopping the Uchiha coup, Tora went "ok but are they wrong tho", decided to help instead, and got the Hyuuga lower cast to join them)

(Look he wants to reform the government, right? Ok so why SHOULDNT he support an attempt to rip it up by the roots?? The Uchiha want equality but Tora wants reformation. They do not know what they just let into their homes.)

What the fuck did I come here to talk about again?

Right, sorry, Hokage Tora

Uhhhh pivoting again here we go ->

So Kakashi is Hokage!!! And he !! Wants !! Out !!!

Tora is a very very clear contender for "the next Hokage", even early on in Kakashi's career. He's basically the guy who MADE Kakashi Hokage (both arranging it and forcing him to accept) and most important people know it.

I'm ngl I kind of don't know how exactly we'd get to hokage Tora.

Maybe Kakashi is temporarily taken out of commission and he's just the obvious replacement. Maybe we do a proper Hokage switch and promote him when Kakashi got the job in the original. Dunno! But Tora for Rokudaime all the way !!

If not Tora I think Rokudaime Neji could be suitably dramatic and fun. Also has similar themes of "rising from the lower ranks against the odds" and just in general tons of interesting implications both politically and like,, character interaction wise.

Everyone expects Tora for the next hokage but Tora decides he likes being the powerful guy in the shadows to a Hokage who knows both how to listen to him and how to lead with a strength and surety he can trust. And decides Neji is apparently that guy who has the leadership and wisdom he can trust.

Callback to the earlier moment where Neiji, voice cracking, goes "you don't even like me."

And Tora gives him a smirk and goes "I don't have to like you to want to see see how far you can go."

Mmmm actually I think I like that ending best, it has the most weight to me. Like, yeah Tora as Rokudaime is cool and a kind of ironic "full circle" moment, but Neji as Rokudaime has that gut punch energy that will leave your skin buzzing and your eyes tearing up with written right

Have to get going but I might try to draw that scene tommorow if I find the energy in me after work (doubtful tbh)

I love a good call back through dialogue in different character defining moments that leave you pointing at the screen shrieking "HE SAID THE THING!!"

[hellcifrogs]

Students' Students AU part 3

Part 1 and Part 2

So Sakura starts studying by following Shizune's instructions and reading any book suggestion she can get her hands on. Much like Sasuke being trained by Anko as a bonus for his cursed mark, at first she's still Kakashi's student and only asking for Shizune's help on her free time. (And Naruto at this point is already being taken around on small missions with Jiraya).

Soon enough Shizune decides she's ready for some practice and in no time Sakura starts showing results. That's when she invites Tsunade to take a look at her progress.

Tsunade is quite please and surprised by it, and officially assigns Sakura to train under Shizune (she's hokage she doesn't have all that time, and who's better to pass down her teachings than her own student).

Sakura will also train more taijutsu in the following years (and Tsunade could take some time here and there to give her some tips) so that she's not only in the back waiting for her teammates to get hurt. Sakura wants to fight, she wants to become strong to protect her friends.

Bonus (watch out Kakashi):

[vecnawrites]

RAFFLE!

Do You Like My Pure Girl Series?

Is There A Girl You Want To See Cynthia Fuck?

Then This May Be Your Lucky Day!

A New Series Is Coming, Called “Pure Fun Studios Presents…”!

These are basically Cynthia’s Porn Movies, that I write out with “Co-Stars”.

Now, I have a list of them that I am going to do, but I am opening a raffle! If you want to see a story for yourself, think up a porn scenario of your choosing, and pick a costar you want Cynthia to bang.

Depending on how many entries I get, there may just be one winner, there may be multiple. It all depends on the amount of traction and ideas submitted!

Now, some characters are going to sadly be banned for this, mainly because its an actual canonical part to the AU, so a lot of characters wouldn’t make sense in one way or another. If you want a banned character, it will have to be in a normal ask!

Banned Characters Include:

ANY of the Beacon cast. If they go to school, they’re automatically out. They cannot be students and members of a porn cast, people!

This goes for the exchange students as well, like Arslan, Neon, Reese, Cinder, Emerald, etc.

Glynda Goodwitch is out, since she’s a teacher at Beacon.

Winter Schnee is in the Military at the moment.

Raven Branwen is out, she’s currently running a bandit camp and depending on placement in the timeline, she’s on Cynthia’s shit list

Honestly, if they interact with Joan on a daily basis at Beacon, they’re not allowed.

What This Means:

However, this ban on pretty much the whole of the RWBY cast give you a great option to bring in other characters, ones from other anime and games, minus a few, like Rumi/Miruko from MHA (she’s Velvet’s half sister in this AU)! This is to help me get into using other muses, as well as make it so Cynthia doesn’t just fuck one of the same three people in every porn shoot!

Banned Multiverse Characters (Already In AU, Wouldn’t Star In Porno):

Tsunade Senju (Naruto)

Angela Zeigler (Overwatch)

Lusamine (Pokemon)

Rumi Usagiyama/Miruko (My Hero Academia)

What I Need:

One: I will need your idea/synopsis of the scenario, as in, the basic set up, setting, and the sex acts you want to see (Doesn’t even need to be much, Like I came up with the first one with simply “Cheerleader/Sports Captain, Locker Room Sex” and went from there)

Two: I need the costar’s name (with a reference, or at least from what they are from so I can track down a picture, so you don’t have to put a picture in the ask)

Three: I need to know if you want to be nominated in the “Credits” (you can be anonymous if you don’t want anyone who gets on your computer/uses your phone to know you submit smut), and your AO3 handle, if any, so you can get a proper credit for the idea.

This raffle will be done at the end of February, so you have time to think of your ideas and ensure they are what you want, but don’t test your luck waiting! If I go several days or more without someone sending an idea in (between five and seven), I might end up assuming that I’ve gotten them all!

Send them in my inbox, and I will copy them all over and when the day comes when I close and then do the raffle, I will let you all know the winners!

…

Also, it should go without saying, but I will put it here as well: if I won’t write it in a normal ask, I’m not going to write it in a porn movie setting! Nothing I wouldn’t accept in a normal ask!

[madmanwonder]

Ask

Original male AU crossover ah college AU-student AU

Follows this

Dean Tsunade, after being pulled into your office for reprimanding, how did you react when Student Issei held up the mistletoe right over your heads?

Tsunade: The same I did to any pervert who trying to feel the guys. Violence.

[leportraitducadavre]

Let's get something out of the way, the "Sasuke as a medic" AU has nothing to do with Tsunade being more "suited" to mentor him; there's nothing she can teach him that he'd find useful in his quest (why would he, who has an enormous amount of chakra at his disposal, need to learn to delicately control his energy as Sakura canonically needs to as her chakra pool is small?), nor helpful. Tsunade would never even consider taking him out of the front lines to use him as a medic either, as doing so would be a waste of his immense power and capabilities in the field.

No. This AU isn't about Sasuke, it's about Sakura and how her stans want to disguise their ultimate desire for her to have more jutsus at her disposal than what Tsunade taught her.

Hate to break it to you, but being the student of a powerful ninja doesn't mean copy-pasting the abilities of the mentor down to the disciple. What they learn has all to do with their personal capabilities, desires, and natural strength. Naruto, while he used mostly his teacher's jutsu, quickly outgrew his teachings by taking the Rasengan further than his father and Jiraiya, Sasuke surpassed both Orochimaru and Kakashi, as Kabuto did with the Sannin by the end of the series.

Orochimaru knowing kenjutsu doesn't translate to Sakura being able to be even remotely good at it. Her "agility" (which isn't even canon as there's no mention of medics being agile, rather them staying away from danger) has to do with her being a medic-nin, and I'll reiterate, Orochimaru isn't a medic in a similar manner Tsunade is, that one is Kabuto. Why would Orochimaru take Sakura with him when Kabuto, a 19-year-old, devised a technique like Tsunade's without even meeting her before fighting her?

Sakura copy-pasted the techniques taught to her, she improved them in no manner:

Do you see where I'm going with this? Kabuto even has a larger pool of chakra as he was able to learn Senjutsu mode which Sakura will never be able to do (Tsunade and Sakura having a small chakra pool is the whole reason why the Yin Seal -that actually uses Yang, as that's the only chakra nature Tsunade possesses even exists).

Kabuto knew medical ninjutsu outside of Orochimaru's teachings as those were the reasons Orochimaru sought him out, the Sannin even admitted to looking for extraordinarily talented people to take "under his wing", and at no moment he even looked in Sakura's direction (I implore you to read yourself the whole Orochimaru vs. Team 7 fight, from Chapter 46 to Chapter 49, and tell me how many times Orochimaru even glances at Sakura's direction. He knows both Naruto and Sasuke's names, yet never mentions Sakura's).

I don't even understand why "being an expert at Genjutsu" has her fandom in such a chokehold, normal genjutsu became almost obsolete when the Sharingan (Yin Release at its finest) was introduced and the more the story unfolded the fewer regular genjutsu experts, of the likes of Kurenai or Shee, were introduced, as the strongest characters either used kekkei genkai genjutsu (which can't be broken by a single person as the chakra needs to be disturbed by someone else) or ninjutsu/taijutsu skills. Regular genjutsu can be broken by the target if they realize a genjutsu has been casted, it's mostly used as a quick diversion for an attack or to escape, and most ninja have that tool at their disposal.

[And if you think Sakura would be able to pull off a Genjutsu like Shee does and attack with the speed at which A attacked Jügo you're out of your mind, she used not a single remarkable genjutsu in the whole manga, having Sasuke do that for her during FoD and dispersed a single basic one. She fell for Kakashi's genjutsu on the bell test, had to wait for Sasuke's reassurance that an illusion was in place in the chünin exams, fell for Orochimaru's own genjutsu in FoD, and was fooled by a henge twice in the same chapter and once by non-other than Naruto who pretended to be Sasuke. She had four encounters with the genjutsu technique, and three out of the four times she fell for it and still, some of you still hold Kakashi's words as "proof of her wasted potential" when he's the same man who couldn't care less if she dropped out of the exam.]

And as a quick addition, why is Mokuton!Sakura so insanely popular? Her having Earth and Water releases (Ino also has those nature releases, what's your point?) means nothing as she'll need a huge amount of chakra (which she doesn't possess) and few ninjas are even capable of mixing the two.

While any ninja can learn to transform their chakra’s nature, and even transform it into different natures consecutively (which Sakura was never even shown to do as she only used her medical skills to fight), it is impossible for them to transform two at the same time.

And he could perform such a special jutsu because he was of a kekkei genkai bearing clan

Only those with the genetic abilities of these kekkei genkai have a chakra system capable of double-nature transformation.

Canonically, no one but Hashirama could naturally have such nature release (for god's sake, Naruto and Sasuke both have water and earth nature and they can't even use Mokuton!). Let me remind you the reason why Hashirama having Mokuton is so important thematically:

Mokuton is the expression of Yang (Life) at its finest; Yang Release uses chakra that is two parts physical energy and one part spiritual energy. It governs vitality and manipulates the body, breathing life into form to animate that which lacks life of its own, which is in direct opposition to the Sharingan that expresses Yin (creating form from nothing); Yin Release uses chakra that is two parts spiritual energy and one part physical energy. It governs imagination and manipulates the spirit, creating form from nothingness to give shape to that which has none (which is why the Sharingan is the ultimate expression of Genjutsu).

[Used Sasuke's chart to exemplify, as Madara has both Yin and Yang Releases as he modified his body using Hashirama's cells].

Yamato was experimented on by Orochimaru by using Hashirama's cells, so the only way Sakura could have such power is if she is experimented on by Orochimaru, and why on earth would he do that? Furthermore, Hashirama's cells would eat her alive in seconds, she couldn't handle a scratch amount of Kyuubi's chakra, how would she handle Hashirama's? This is the same man whose chakra was so vast and potent he healed himself unconsciously!

Sakura having delicate chakra control isn't a wild card you can use as you see fit to fulfill your fantasies, it means nothing outside her medical work. This notion that "Sakura has precise control of her chakra! That means she can learn any jutsu she wants!" is completely false.

First of all, Kakashi outright claims this idea of "no Jutsu should ever be beyond you," is "in theory, anyway." At no point does he say you'll be capable of learning chakra-draining ninjutsu with this skill alone as not a page after he claims this:

If you think this looks hard, it's even more difficult to maintain your chakra when using ninjutsu

Delicate chakra control in a portion of one's body (like fists when using Sakura's Cherry Blossom Impact) used to enhance one's strength (chakra enhancement is a feat used by every shinobi ever, like Lee and Gai themselves, albeit with different levels of expertise) isn't as chakra depleting as using Ninjutsu, which is why Sakura and Tsunade use it as their main fighting technique since they don't have a vast chakra pool as Hashirama had.

[uchiwife]

𝗖𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗖𝘂𝗽

✩彡 ･ﾟPairing: Shisui Uchiha/Sakura Haruno

✩彡 ･ﾟSummary: Sakura works part-time at a coffee shop, but her thoughts of Shisui are full-time on top.

✩彡 ･ﾟWord count: 2.5k

✩彡 ･ﾟContent warnings: Coffee shops au, friendships, fluff, past-relationships, light angst, pre-relationship, friends to lovers, eventual romance, OS, ambiguous/open ending.

The day was pretty good all things considered.

She had to put a few customers in the coffee shop in their place but nothing she couldn’t handle. For Sakura, this was all temporary. She was only working to make money until she could finish medical school. So if putting up with jerks was the price she had to pay for a better future, she would do it.

Sakura knew what she wanted to do with her life the day she witnessed the rescue of a life. A woman was choking, and it was bad enough for Aunt Tsunade to grab a pen and perform a tracheotomy. It was the most beautiful moment of the little girl’s life. She couldn’t explain why, but seeing that her aunt had erased all of her “patient’s” fear and relieved the fear of her loved ones by saving her life was a sight she couldn’t get enough of. She wanted to be a part of something, to help others. Seeing that expression of gratitude and relief when the person understood that they were no longer in danger. It may have been small, but it had shaped Sakura. She had always been a hard worker.

The shop doorbell rang, signifying the arrival of a new customer. Instinctively, she looked up and saw a familiar pair of black eyes. It took all her willpower not to smile stupidly. The man approached the counter, a small smile on his face (god he was cute when he smiled like that).

“Hey, blossom. It’s been a while.”

“Shisui, hi! The usual, I presume?”

“Please.”

She nodded with a smile and went to prepare his order. A Grande Caramel Ribbon Crunch Crème Frappuccino. Shisui was a regular customer, but she was pretty sure she’d seen him hanging around her campus before. She didn’t know if he was a student here or just visiting someone. But she had noticed that there was a girl by his side, maybe his girlfriend.

He was in the company of Uchiha Itachi, a medical student just like her. She remembered that the man wanted to be a neurosurgeon. He was serious, diligent, and very intelligent. He had a very cute brunette on his arm. Izumi was her name, if she remembered correctly. Despite Itachi’s beauty, it was Shisui who caught her attention. She had never dared to hit on him or anything, but they had a good feeling. He knew that she was studying medicine and that she knew his cousin. She had a little crush on him. Ino had told her to go for it, that she needed to get laid, but Ino always thought she should have more fun and study less, sooo…

She preferred to be his friend for now, assuming he considered her as such. (That didn’t stop her from fantasizing about what his lips would taste like after drinking his caramel frappuccino, though.)

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The day continued at its usual pace, with the hum of the coffee machines and the steady flow of customers providing a comforting rhythm to Sakura’s thoughts. She glanced at the clock; her shift was nearing its end. The idea of spending another evening poring over her textbooks at the campus library was both daunting and thrilling. Each chapter brought her closer to her dream, each study session was a step towards the future she had envisioned for herself since that fateful day with Aunt Tsunade.

Her thoughts drifted back to Shisui. His visits to the coffee shop were the highlights of her day, and their brief exchanges left her heart fluttering. He always had a way of making her feel seen, which was something she deeply appreciated amidst the often impersonal atmosphere of the café. Despite the unspoken tension, she valued their budding friendship.

The doorbell rang again, and Sakura looked up to see her manager, Kurenai, entering. “Hey, Sakura,” she greeted warmly. “You can clock out now. I’ll take over.”

Sakura nodded gratefully. “Thanks, Kurenai-san,” She removed her apron, hung it up, and grabbed her bag from the back room. As she exited the shop, the cool afternoon air embraced her, a welcome change from the warmth inside.

On her way to the library, she decided to take a detour through the campus park. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the landscape, and she found herself reflecting on the day. She wondered if Shisui ever thought about her as much as she thought about him. It was a silly thought, but it brought a smile to her face.

As she reached the park, she saw a familiar figure sitting on a bench, engrossed in a book. It was Itachi. He looked up as she approached, a polite smile forming on his lips.

“Sakura,” he greeted. “On your way to the library?”

“Hi, Itachi. Yes, I am. Taking a short break before diving back into the books.”

He nodded, closing his book. “Just don’t overwork yourself.”

Sakura laughed, sitting down beside him and allowing herself a moment before getting back to studying. “You should take your own advice!” Their lighthearted banter brought smiles to both their faces. Sakura liked Itachi; conversing with him was always enjoyable. He seemed to always have an opinion, and he expressed it with an eloquence that she found undeniably attractive—platonically, of course. As they chatted, she felt grateful for this brief escape from her studies. They talked about their classes, their professors, and their shared experiences in medical school.

Eventually, the topic shifted to Shisui. “You know, my cousin talks about you quite often,” Itachi said casually, his eyes studying her reaction.

Sakura’s heart skipped a beat. “Oh? What does he say?”

She hoped it would be something positive. Honestly, she would have to change cities if he saw her as just the crazy barista who knew his order a little too well. He didn’t seem to think she was crazy, but she often recalled that French meme that said, “POV: you’re talking to the crazy person on the bus to avoid getting killed.” Maybe that was exactly what Shisui was doing. She snorted. She was being ridiculous.

Itachi chuckled, unaware of Sakura's thoughts. “He thinks you’re incredibly dedicated. He admires your work ethic.”

She blushed, feeling a mix of happiness and embarrassment. “That’s nice to hear. I think highly of him too.”

Itachi’s smile grew. “You should tell him that sometime. He’s not as perceptive as you might think.”

They continued talking until the last rays of the sun faded from the sky, signaling the onset of evening. Realizing the time, Sakura stood up. “I should get going. I still have a lot to study.”

He nodded. “Me too. Good luck with your studies.”

“Thank you. You too.”

As she walked towards the library, her mind buzzed with the possibility that maybe, just maybe, Shisui saw her as more than just the barista who made his favorite frappuccino. With renewed determination, she pushed open the library doors, ready to conquer another chapter in her medical textbook. Tomorrow was another day, and who knew what it might bring?

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Shisui pushed open the door of the café, the familiar chime signaling his arrival. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the sweet aroma of pastries. It had been two weeks since his last visit, and he hadn’t realized how much he missed this place—how much he missed her.

He’d had a rough day. His law classes were particularly grueling, and the weight of his responsibilities felt heavier than usual. As he walked toward the counter, he couldn’t help but think that seeing Sakura's smile might lift his spirits, though he wouldn’t admit that to anyone, least of all himself.

His eyes scanned the room, instinctively searching for the familiar shock of pink hair. There she was, bustling behind the counter, her focused yet serene expression a balm to his frazzled nerves. He felt a tingle of anticipation as he approached her.

“Hey, you”

Sakura looked up, her eyes widening slightly in surprise before a warm smile spread across her face. “Hey yourself! Let me guess," she said, pretending to ponder with an amused glint in her eye, “A grande caramel ribbon crunch crème frappuccino?”

“You read my mind!,” he replied, a smile tugging at his lips. Watching her prepare his drink, he felt a familiar flutter in his chest. He appreciated her kindness, and the way she always seemed to remember what he ordered.

While she worked, his thoughts wandered. He wondered how his life had become such a mess in such a short time. Shisui had never faced significant problems in his life; he was born into a good family, and although his parents had died when he was a child, he couldn’t say he had been an unhappy kid. His grandfather, Kagami, had taken care of him, and even though there were moments when he felt a sense of loss—especially during Mother’s and Father’s Day at school when he had no one to give a gift to—he couldn’t say he had lacked love. Of course, there had been times when he envied his cousins for having their parents around, but he remembered fondly how Aunt Mikoto had always doted on him. He was the third son, and while Uncle Fugaku was a bit stricter, he supposed that inviting him on a father-son road trip was his way of making him feel included in the family. He was grateful for that, but he never forgot his grandfather. Kagami was all he had known, so in a way, he was a father to him. After all, it was Kagami who had wiped his nose and put a Band-Aid on his knee when he fell off his bike at four years old.

He suddenly snapped back to the present when Sakura's soft voice reached his ears. She didn’t seem to have noticed that he had zoned out. She offered him his drink, that same kind smile on her lips. Maybe that’s what he needed after his crappy day: a friendly smile and his favorite drink served by his favorite barista. “Here you go, Mister Uchiha. One Grande Caramel Ribbon Crunch Crème Frappuccino.”

“Thanks, Miss Haruno,” he said playfully, their fingers brushing briefly as he took the cup from her. The contact sent a small jolt through him, a reminder of the complicated emotions he was grappling with. He was drawn to her, no doubt, but his recent breakup and the tangled mess of his life made him wary of getting too close.

He found a seat by the window, where he could watch her while maintaining a semblance of nonchalance. As he sipped his drink, he thought about the conversations they’d had, the way her eyes lit up when she talked about her dreams of becoming a doctor. She was so full of life and ambition, a stark contrast to the burdens he carried.

Shisui sighed, leaning back in his chair. The truth was, the idea of someone like Sakura becoming important to him was both thrilling and terrifying. He wasn’t ready to dive into another relationship, not when his own life was still a puzzle he was trying to piece together. Yet, there was a part of him that didn’t want to let go of the possibility that she could be someone significant in his future.

Their interactions were a delicate dance—flirting just enough to keep the connection alive, but never stepping beyond the boundaries they had unconsciously set. He wondered if she felt the same way, if she was as confused by their dynamic as he was.

When his drink was finished, he stood up, catching her eye once more. “See you around, Sakura.”

“Take care, Shisui,” she replied, her smile tinged with a hint of something he couldn’t quite decipher.

As he left the café, he made his way back to his apartment, where he lived with Itachi. He was sure his roommate had his nose buried in his books. Generally, when Shisui came home, Itachi was always either sipping a cup of tea or studying. Sometimes he would be sitting on their balcony, quietly reading a book, although he did so a little less now that the weather was starting to cool down. Overall, Shisui couldn’t complain about his little cousin. He was a discreet and tidy roommate—too tidy at times. He had never seen a room so well-organized. It reminded him of military barracks. Not that he knew what they looked like, but soldiers must be disciplined, so he assumed that keeping their living space clean was part of their training.

The walk gave him time to clear his mind. By the time he reached his place, he felt a little more grounded. Opening the door to their shared apartment, Shisui was greeted by the sight of Itachi at the kitchen table, surrounded by textbooks and notes. How surprising. He shook his head fondly. His cousin looked up, a slight smile playing on his lips. “Good evening, Shisui. How was your day?”

The Uchiha shrugged, setting his keys down on the counter. “It was fine. Stopped by the café and saw Sakura.”

Itachi raised an eyebrow. “Oh? How is she?”

“She’s good,” he replied, a small smile playing on his lips. “Busy as always, but she seems happy.”

Itachi nodded, closing one of his textbooks. “You know, she mentioned she hadn’t seen you in a while. She was a bit worried about her ‘favorite’ customer.” he said, recalling the earlier conversation from when he had gone to grab a coffee at her workplace.

Shisui chuckled softly, his heart warming at the thought. “Did she, now?”

Itachi leaned back in his chair, studying his older cousin thoughtfully. “She seems like a good person. Someone worth knowing better.”

Shisui sighed, running a hand through his curly hair, surprised to find only the minimum of tangles. It wasn't uncommon for his dark mane to be a mess by the end of the day, and not for the best reasons. The most amusing ones: like a delicate, manicured hand tugging at his strands while his sinful mouth was nestled between the thighs of his latest fling. “I know. It’s just… complicated. My last relationship didn’t end well, and I don’t want to drag her into my mess.”

The dark haired man hummed in understanding. “Sometimes, the best things in life come when you least expect them. Maybe it’s not about being ready, but about being open to the possibility.”

Shisui nodded, his cousin’s words resonating deeply. “Thanks, ‘Tachi.”

As they sat in companionable silence, Shisui felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe there was a future where he and Sakura could be more than just fleeting acquaintances. For now, he would take it one day at a time, cherishing their moments together and letting fate take care of the rest.

[themidnightguardian]

Day 1: Panic Attack & Race Against the Clock -- Kakashi (ft. Team 7)

gen | AU of the hospital rooftop fight | Warnings: panic attacks, hints of PTSD, referenced childhood trauma, referenced child deaths, canon-typical violence, Kakashi's guilt complex, brief suicide idealization (specifically with Kakashi feeling he can only be redeemed in dying)

Whumptober 2024 Masterlist

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Kakashi knew something was wrong by the increasingly familiar trickle of dread down his spine that he had come to associate with his students’ lives being in danger. It wasn’t anything tangible, nothing he had proof of. It was just a gut feeling, but nothing good had ever come of ignoring his instincts.

(He might have managed to save Obito if he’d learned to listen sooner. Might have been able to stop Itachi from slaughtering his clan. Might have fought harder to keep Naruto from going to an orphanage, instead of into Kakashi’s care, like Minato-sensei would have wanted.)

Instinctively, he changed his course from the Memorial Stone back towards the hospital. He’d just been discharged half an hour ago, and he’d left Naruto and Sakura at Sasuke’s bedside where he was still recovering from Tsukuyomi. He’d thought they’d be safe there.

Had something gone wrong medically? It wasn’t like Tsunade to make mistakes, and besides, Sasuke seemed fine when Kakashi left, if grumpier than usual.

What if Orochimaru is making another play for the sharingan? he thought, picking up the pace. His own chakra reserves were still drained from his last fight with Itachi and the weeks he’d spent in a coma, but he pushed himself faster, using shunshin to cross rooftops in the span of seconds. What if the Akatsuki have sent someone else to collect the kyuubi?

Another twenty seconds—so slow, too slow, why couldn’t he move faster—and the hospital was finally in view. The hospital, which had a lumpy mass of orange on its roof.

Naruto’s shadow clones. Fuck.

Faster. His gut had been right; there was a problem. Some kind of fight was happening on the hospital rooftop, and Naruto was involved. And if Naruto was involved, then Sasuke would have followed him, too determined to not get left behind. And if Sasuke had gone, then Sakura would be there, and if they were facing down an S-rank nin—hell, even an A-rank or B-rank nin—then they were all going to get wiped out.

Kakashi refused to let that happen. He’d made a promise to himself when Sarutobi made him take on Team 7 that he wouldn’t fail them the same way he’d failed his own genin teammates. That he would do anything to keep them alive.

(It was a promise he couldn’t hope to keep, not in the world they lived in. But he knew if he lost any of the kids, it would destroy him in a way none of the other deaths of his precious people had managed. His father’s death had been crushing. Obito’s had ripped him in half. Rin’s had shattered him into a million pieces, and Minato’s had left him a shell of a person.

But if Naruto or Sasuke or Sakura died, Kakashi didn’t think he had any pieces of himself left to lose to grief.

If the kids died, Kakashi was certain he would follow them one way or another.)

He was one building away when the clones dispersed rapidly, and the crackling chirp of chidori filled the air. He launched himself forward. If Sasuke needed to pull out an attack of that caliber, then they were in danger, they needed him, they—

Kakashi landed on the edge of the hospital rooftop, momentarily frozen in place.

On one end of the roof, Sasuke ran forward, chidori a bright burst of lightning in his palm. On the other end, Naruto, racing towards him, arm outstretched with a swirling rasengan.

Aimed at each other.

And Rin Sakura—always forced to play peacemaker between the boys—was trying to step between. As if she could stop them. As if they might stop for her.

(Brown hair. Purple marks on her cheeks. A smile. Blood on his hand, warm and wet. Blood, spilling from her mouth. Dead. Dead, dead, dead.

Everyone was always dying, and it was always his fault.)

He was moving before the image in his head fully faded. He was faster than Sakura, faster than Naruto or Sasuke. Faster and stronger, and he would stop them, he had to, he had to—

It was easy. They were inexperienced, and they were too focused on each other to see him coming. He wrapped his hands around their wrists, wrenched them apart just as Sakura went stumbling past.

(Too close. Too close. Too close.)

The rooftop fell silent, but Kakashi could hear his own heartbeat thundering in his ears, smelled the lingering singe of lightning, and he suddenly he couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t—his lungs wouldn’t work, too heavy, weighed down, like they were being crushed, crushed like Obito—

Black creeped in at the edge of his vision, and suddenly the heaviness in his lungs felt less like crushing and more like stabbing, like they’d been torn through, like Rin—

(God, like Rin, when Kakashi killed her.

He killed her.

He killed her. He killed her. He killed her.)

“Ka—”

He tried to breathe in, but it didn’t work, or maybe it did but it didn’t matter, and the dark creeped closer anyway, and maybe that was what he deserved. Yes. It was what he deserved, and when he died, maybe then Rin and Obito could forgive him. When he died, maybe that would be enough.

“Kakashi—”

It would never be enough, but it would be a start. And he was dying—he had to be dying, because he couldn’t breathe and he couldn’t see past the darkness, and everything was heavy, and his body must finally be quitting on him. He’d known it would, one day.

“Kakashi-sensei, please!”

There was a sharp slap to his face, and the shock of it yanked him abruptly back to the rooftop. For a moment, all he could see was pink-orange—the sunset, he thought, until something blue-black edged in, and no…those were his students leaning over him. Sakura, face wet. Naruto, eyes wide and frantic. Sasuke, white-knuckled grip on Kakashi’s vest.

Kakashi inhaled, and the air in his lungs hurt, but it was there. He became aware of the pavement under him. Somehow, he’d ended up on the ground. He must have collapsed.

“Sensei?” Sakura asked, voice wobbling.

“Hm?” He couldn’t manage more than that, his throat still tight enough he worried a single word would be enough to choke him.

But instead of asking a question, she let out a sob and all but tackled him, Naruto following a second after. It was a good thing he was already on the ground, or else they’d have knocked him over.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” Naruto said, and now he sounded like he was crying too, face half-buried in Kakashi’s shoulder.

Slowly, carefully, and with his arm still feeling like it weighed a hundred pounds, Kakashi lifted a hand and patted the top of Naruto’s head. Then Sakura’s. And then, because Sasuke had always been pricklier about that sort of thing, even if he needed the same reassurances the others did, Kakashi reached out and clasped his shoulder.

“Me, too,” Sasuke said, much more quietly and without the tears. But there was a heaviness to it. Shame, Kakashi thought. “I’m…sorry.”

Kakashi nodded as much as he was able, and then let his head thunk back down on the pavement.

(Later, when the crying finally stopped and Kakashi was back in the damned hospital again—because apparently he’d re-drained his chakra reserves and also passed out, and that required inpatient care—he’d tear them all a new one, Sakura included. The boys were in the most trouble for fighting each other like that, but to get between two deadly jutsus? It was suicidal.)

(And if, when Kakashi was done lecturing from his hospital bed—and Tsunade was done yelling, twice as loud and with significantly more swearing thrown in—the kids refused to budge from the hospital room, clustering around Kakashi’s bed and taking turns maintaining a point of contact like they thought he would disappear if they let him go for even a second…well.

This wasn’t the way Kakashi had wanted to make them all act like a proper team, but he wasn’t about to argue with the results.)

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SNS fic rec 2

I haven't done one of these in a while! I've found tons of fics lately that deserve to be read by more people. This is just a list for myself and others to look at, none of the works are mine.

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Idioms and Idiots by cyberflamingo

The transfer student is a country hick—which is just a nice way of saying he doesn’t belong in the private boarding school where Sasuke has calculated his life’s trajectory. It’s fine if the idiot steals all his friends, it's absolutely bearable if he’s forced to partner up with him in gym class, and it's definitely not a problem at all that his dorm room is right next door.

But joining the soccer team where Sasuke is team captain? That’s where he draws the line.

And if Naruto could stop calling him a pussy, that would be great.

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Hidden Eddies by lonibal

"Orochimaru is free, and Sasuke's in a fucking cage."

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Naruto doesn't want the arm Tsunade's cooked up for him. He can't stand the smell of meat. Every day brings new problems: food shortages, refugees, rising tensions between the nations. And of course...

He was supposed to save the world. He was supposed to be a hero.

How did things go so wrong?

Was it always like this?

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Mirror Mirror by sowell

A jutsu gone wrong brings Sasuke home in a way Naruto never expected.

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Dirty Little Itch by Angelas

It's Naruto's first day of high school. And thanks to Sasuke, first day for a lot of different stuff.

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Just Over His Heart by YoungAndOverIntelligent

Naruto's fear of needles would have been easier to handle were his tattoo artist less attractive. And also less of an asshole.

Tattoo AU

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Tight Spaces by TheGoldenOath (VoiidVagabond)

Naruto and Sasuke get trapped in a dark, closet-like space. There isn't enough room to fight, so they find something else to do.

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Waiting for an answer by KinomiAki

After eight years of struggling, Naruto finally caves and confesses to Sasuke. But it's okay; nothing is going to change between them. Everything will be the same.

...The moment Sasuke stops bringing it up every twenty seconds, it'll be the same.

SNS, oneshot.

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have your cake and eat it too by keskasi, wingchestr

“What’s it like to give a blowjob?” Naruto asks.

“Pretty easy,” Sasuke says. He doesn’t want Naruto to talk about blowjobs. He shifts a little on the bed. His face feels warm.

“That’s it? Easy?”

“What, you want details?”

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Of Monsters and Men by shrimpette

Naruto is a hired sword who kills monsters for money. One day, a monster saves his life. // The non-fantasy and non-Naruto elements are based on 14/15th century central Europe. The monsters are usually based on ones that appear in Slavic mythology.