#kakashi is great

[oh-no-its-bird]

I feel like @sloaners fic, Akatsuki Babysitter's Club is such a classic naruto fic, definitely up there in "the fics most ever" but I can recognize Im possibly biased and projecting my own experience w the fic onto the fandom

Either way, it's a classic in my heart <3

Anyways I re-read it yesterday, and it was just as much of a riot as the first time I read it. Then I laid down to sleep and stared at the ceiling then shot up and immediatley went to my tablet and the next thing I knew it was 8 am and I hadn't slept at all, but I did make this cute comic for the fic, so !!!

[purple-ravaged]

kakashi x star wars

[ace-does-stuff]

i loev hitting characters with the aromantic beam, oh you didnt find a love interest in the first season? aromantic. oh you never have an opposite sex love interest? aromantic. oh youre best friend holds more importance than your marriage? aromantic. oh you cover common points of attractiveness with your clothing? aromantic.

[being-somewhere-else]

Fanart for the Fanfiction „Padfoot and Hound“ by SayItAll on Ao3 ( @ceies on tumblr)

[crandairy-juice]

mizukage rin nohara and her helpful office assistant, hound! yes she has an isobu paperweight :)

for @yellowocaballero’s recent roleswap au which is Great

[belit0]

Hcs for shisui coming back during the fourth great ninja war and seeing his former lover has moved on and is in love with Kakashi now plzz

I wrote this while listening to some Agnes Obel and literally cried, it's 08:30 am for fuck's sake I'm a weak gwirl

The initial shock: Shisui had always thought death was final. There was something poetic in his sacrifice, in the belief that his will would live on through those he left behind. But being brought back—ripped from the peace of the afterlife—was disorienting, painful, wrong.

Seeing her again: He never expected to see (Y/N). He had long accepted that she would move on, that time would carry her forward, as it did everyone. But the reality of it—her standing there, older, different, and yet so much the same—knocked the breath from his lungs.

The weight of years: The war raged around them, but for a moment, all he could do was look. She had changed—there were new scars, subtle signs of aging, a weariness in her gaze that hadn’t been there before. And yet, she was still her. Still the woman he had loved.

And then, Kakashi: The way (Y/N) stood close to him wasn’t just camaraderie. Shisui knew—he had been that man to her once. The brush of fingers, the unspoken understanding, the kind of trust that ran deeper than words. And the way Kakashi looked at her… it was the way he used to look at her.

Pain, but acceptance: Shisui wasn’t a fool. He had died. The world had moved forward. She had found love again, as she should. But knowing didn’t make it hurt any less. A dull ache settled in his chest—a bittersweet reminder that even in death, the heart could still break.

No resentment, only regret: He couldn’t be angry. Wouldn’t be. How could he? She had suffered, she had grieved, and she had lived. If anything, he was grateful she had found someone to walk beside her. But regret lingered—regret for the years lost, for the love left unfinished.

One last moment: If they crossed paths, he wouldn’t linger. He wouldn’t ask for explanations, wouldn’t demand anything. Maybe—if fate was kind—he’d get a final moment. A glance, a quiet acknowledgment. A silent, I’m glad you’re happy.

Fading away: When the war ended, and his soul was freed, he wouldn’t fight it. He would leave with a final thought—I loved you once, and maybe, in another life, I would have had the chance to love you again. But this time, he let go with a quiet smile, because (Y/N) had found someone to keep her warm.

The battlefield was chaos. The air was thick with smoke, the scent of scorched earth and blood clinging to every breath. (Y/N) moved through it like a shadow, cutting down threats as they came, too focused on survival to anticipate the cruel trick fate was about to play.

Then she saw him.

A figure in the distance, silhouetted by the dying light of the setting sun. At first, it was just a flash of movement—too quick, too familiar. A flicker of Genjutsu, a glint of red. Her breath caught, her heart skipping a beat. It couldn’t be.

But then he turned.

Her blood turned to ice. Her lungs emptied. No. No, no, no.

Shisui.

He stood there, his face unchanged by the years, frozen in time just as he had been the day he died. The same sharp yet kind features, the same wild mess of dark hair, the same eyes—except they weren’t his eyes. The glow of the Edo Tensei made them unnatural, a cruel mockery of the warmth they once held.

(Y/N)’s sword slipped from her fingers, hitting the ground with a hollow clang.

-…No,- she breathed, her voice barely more than a whisper, but it carried, trembling with disbelief. With grief.

Shisui’s expression softened, but there was something distant about it, something… wrong. Because he wasn’t supposed to be here. Because he had died. Because she had wept for him, had screamed and raged and grieved for him.

And yet, here he was, standing in front of her like a cruel mirage.

-(Y/N)...- His voice was the same—gods, the same. It tore into her like a blade. -I—

-Shut up,- she snapped, voice raw. Tears burned her eyes, blurring his face, but she refused to blink them away. She needed to see him. Even if it hurt. Especially if it hurt.

Shisui hesitated, a flicker of something—pain?—crossing his face.

She took a step forward, then another, until she was close enough to reach for him. But she didn’t. Her hands curled into fists at her sides.

-You died. You... fucking killed yourself- she said, and this time, the grief cracked through. Her voice broke, her shoulders shaking. -You left me. You left me, Shisui.-

His jaw tightened. -I know.-

Her chest heaved. -No, you don’t. You don’t know what it was like— finding out later, not being able to save you. You don’t know how many nights I spent screaming myself awake because I saw imagined it over and over and over again.- Her breath hitched. -You don’t know how much I wanted to follow after you.-

Shisui’s hand twitched at his side. He took a step closer, but she stepped back. He froze.

-I��� His voice wavered, as if he wanted to reach for her, to touch her, to soothe the raw, gaping wound in her voice. But his hand fell away. Because he couldn’t. Because they weren’t the same anymore.

Because he was dead, and she had been forced to keep living.

His silence made her sob, her knees nearly giving out.

And then she said it.

-I moved on.

Shisui’s breath hitched. His whole body went still, like she had struck him, like she had taken a kunai to his ribs and twisted.

(Y/N) swallowed against the lump in her throat. -I had to.-

Shisui didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. The pain in his expression said enough. He looked at her—not with anger, not with jealousy, not even with regret. Just sorrow. A deep, aching sorrow.

His lips parted, but no words came. He swallowed hard, then forced himself to nod.

-I’m glad,- he finally said, and he meant it. It killed him, but he meant it.

Her tears fell freely now. She bit her lip, shaking her head. -No, you’re not.-

Shisui exhaled shakily, and for a moment, he looked so tired. His gaze lingered on her—memorizing, savoring—before he finally smiled.

It was small. Broken. But still his.

-I am,- he murmured. -Because you deserve it.-

A sob tore from her throat, and this time, she didn’t stop herself. She reached for him, hand trembling, and for one heart-wrenching moment, he leaned into it.

Then—

The Edo Tensei flared. His body jerked, movements stiff, unnatural.

And he was gone.

Again.

[narutothoughts]

Naruto au where a woman giving birth to a dead man’s child is considered bad luck so the child is killed upon birth.

So when the newly widowed fem!Naru is confronted with the traditions of the Uchiha clan what is she to do except flee for the sake of her child?

When she finally gets out of fire she can’t help but collapse at the base of a tree to rest in the forest. What she doesn’t expect is to wake up to a circle of dogs and white haired kids staring at her with wide eyes.

[asparkleofmuses]

Sakura thought this mission couldn't get worse. She understood that as a chunin, and especially as a medical ninja, she would have to work with all kinds of people, but being in a team with two of her teachers seemed like a special kind of hell.

In theory, she understood why Tsunade-sama had made the decision: A couple of missing-nin had kidnapped an Academy student, the child of two jonin, while he was with his parents. They had killed the father and only let the mother live to carry their demands to Konoha. The third member of the group was severely injured and needed medical attention. That was their random; medical attention for the remaining missing nin.

Sakura herself was there to give the medical attention. Iruka was there because his mother was hospitalized, and apparently the kid was close with his teacher. Kakashi was there��� Well, because he was one of the strongest jonin of Konoha, probably.

But if she screwed up in this mission, she'd never live down the shame, not with Kakashi and Iruka to witness it.

They were currently on their way to the missing nin's last known location. She was moving through the trees with Iruka. Kakashi was not in view, and she couldn't even feel his presence at all. He had direct orders from the Hokage to interfere only if things got ugly (and the way she had narrowed her eyes at Kakashi had been telling). They were supposed to do the exchange, taking as few risks as possible, and only try to capture the missing-nin if they had an opportunity.

@irukasenseii

[panharmonium]

i am not usually interested in dramatically canon-divergent scenarios because the canon story is what compels me, but i've been obsessed with this moment ever since i re-heard it during my second viewing. from the perspective of someone who already finished the story once and now knows the truth - this was wild.

WHAT IF?

[tora-the-cat]

An interesting little fun thing with team 7 is that you assume that Sakura's gonna, like, woobify and simplify Sasuke by putting him on a pedastal,cause her goal is centered around him and shes a 12 y/o fangirl so like of course her understanding of him is skewed cause she doesnt see him as a person, just an object of affection, right? She's can't get Sasuke, can't imprint on and/or traumabond with him like Naruto and Kakashi do. They don't see him with rose tinted glasses, because they've lived through their own Horrors and empathize with Sasuke's experience.

......right?

WRONG lmao!! They have too many ghosts!! Naruto's single-minded codependent ass won't get out of his own way long enough to see Sasuke for who he actually is, only able to empathize with the parts of his trauma Naruto relates to and not really capable of understanding him outside of the context of himself (because Sasuke is. His other half). And Kakashi is far too jaded to be fair to him!! He can't decide if Sasuke is gonna end up as a mini-him or a mini-Obito or maybe a mini-Itachi, but either way he ALSO is too traumatized to see Sasuke AS SASUKE.

meanehile SAKURA'S autistic ass may have dogshit empathy, but you know what she does have? A special interest in sasuke. Nothing better to do then give herself a degree in Uchihaisms. She can write character studies about him. she can read his soul. Whenever she says something about him she is right. Every fucking time! She is RIGHT!!!!

'sasuke would NOT compliment me this directly or explicitly express worry unprompted, especially if it gets in the way of his goals' correct.

'Sasuke shouldn't hide that curse on his neck its not healthy BUT if I tell anyone about it he'll never trust me again, which might be even more dangerous for him then the curse mark. Like he can probably handle the curse mark but no one else can stop him from ripping peoples arms off.' correct.

Speaking of! 'Sasuke would not hurt me even when he seems to be...possessed? whatever the only way to knock him out of it is to present myself as Alive and thus something to be protected rather then something to be avenged, because he gets really stuck in his own head about revenge' CORRECT

'hey so um. like. Sasuke's gonna leave Konoha. I'm not sure anything can stop him at this point and honestly I'm kinda starting to doubt anything should, so the only thing I could possibly do to help him at this point is ALSO defect.' CORRECT!!!!

[inkedhntr]

This could've given Kakashi his 2nd panic attack

[purple-ravaged]

friends

[whoishotteranimepolls]

"Who's Hotter?" Battle of the Anime Ninjas

*Edit the Kakashi photo was changed after complaints

[comeback-from-the-dead]

Anbu Kakashi

[im-still-watching-anime]

kakashi: maybe i should break up with gai…

iruka: what??? why???

kakashi: he’s making me too happy lately, it’s weird. i haven’t even taken one depression nap this week….

iruka: …….maybe you should try therapy

kakashi: yeah gai keeps saying that too

[mugiwara-lucy]

Why does Kakashi troll Yamato so hard? 🤣