#like giving naruto veggies

[shikakunaras]

I’ve been rotating the brain worms I have abt Kakashi in the microwave for 10 minutes too long and I have some thoughts.

Kakashi makes the decision to move out of his family home because it was too much for him both mentally and physically. He then gets an apartment the size of a dorm room. He doesn’t want to fill it up with useless items so he doesn’t keep anything more than what he brought with him, which was a few books, and a picture or two. His time in ANBU really forces him to come to terms with his mortality. One wrong move and he’s gone. He wants to be forgotten quickly and easily, not wanting anyone to go through what he has gone through. The last thing he wants is to burden whoever has to clean his apartment. He still has that mentality after he leaves ANBU. He allows himself to keep his new team picture, Mr Ukki - which he only keeps alive because it gives him something to take care of other than himself - and a few notes from Gai.

He doesn’t really allow himself to heal until after the 4th Shinobi War and he’s a year or so into being Hokage. The world is still on fire, but the threat of war is no longer looming over his head. He starts by learning how to press all the flowers Gai gives him, and then keeping a few pictures Mirai draws for him when he babysits. Letters from people he has helped are placed gently in a box and placed on his now full bookshelves. He collects brightly colored books full of adventure and cheesy romance that begin spill out of the shelves and litter his tables and floor. He keeps more plants than he has windowsills, all the leaves are bright and green. Candid pictures he took on his Sukea Adventures of everyone he loves are plastered on the walls - since his fridge is covered in art work.

His once sterile and suffocating apartment is now full of examples of the life he has shared with the people he cares about. He rests easier at night being surrounded by more happy memories than bad ones.

[marvelmymarvel]

Eat Your Vegetables

Jiraiya x NarutoMotherFigure!Reader

Synopsis: Now that you had Jiraiya around to corral the child, you had more time to make healthier options for dinner. Naruto was displeased, but you didn't care.

A/N: I know not everyone loves when the reader is pregnant, so here's your warning :P

Jiraiya looked up from his paper as he heard you sigh inside the kitchen. He craned his neck to better see you and what you were huffing about, and he smiled softly at the sight. You were trying to get the can of green beans off the top shelf. You could do it easily, but being 7 months pregnant made the simple task rather difficult. You huffed as Jiraiya suddenly came up behind you, "Let me help you, darling."

"I can get it myself," you muttered as you swatted his wandering hands away from your body. "I don't need your help!" He smirked at your exasperated words yet ignored them as he reached for the can, barely having to move to get it at his fingertips. "That's not fair," you grumbled with a pout evident on your lips. Jiraiya chuckled as he returned to give you the food - "What? That you're shorter than I am?"

"No. It's unfair because I have to grow your massive baby and can't do things without you. I think you planned for this to happen."

His head flew back in laughter, shoulders shaking as you stood there with a 'menacing' look. You were really feisty nowadays. And it was most likely because of the lack of sleep you got. Jiraiya's fit of laughter drifted into softer giggles as he looked at you lovingly, "I know you 'hate' growing my 'massive' baby. But you sure do look beautiful doing so."

Your face started to heat up before you ripped the can from his fingers and walked quickly towards the stove. "Stop it. You're making me blush," you muttered sheepishly. He let out a snort of amusement but didn't push it.

You sighed as he came up behind you again - "Jiraiya-" You cut yourself off as he lovingly wrapped his arms around you. His hands rested gently on your stomach, thumb caressing where your shirt was riding up before pulling it down for you.

"I just want to hold you."

You bit back a sigh as he curled into you. His head rested in the crook of your neck, his lips pressing soft kisses along the flesh. "I love you two more than anything in this world."

"HEY!"

You jumped at Naruto's screech, hand flying over your heart as you tried to calm your racing pulse. "Goodness! Naruto, don't do that-"

"Pervy Sage, are you trying to say you don't care about me?!"

You blinked at that; what on earth was he- Oh. You glanced up at Jiraiya, who had gone bright red. He averted your gaze and summoned his willpower to say his following words.

"Fine, I love you three more than anything in this world. Better?" You stifled a laugh as Naruto's face contorted into disgust. "I just said care about, not love. Only my Mom can say that-"

"Goodness, quit being a boy, and sit down. Dinner will be ready soon."

"Oh. Uh, can I go get Ramen with Iruka Sensei, Mom?"

Jiraiya had pulled away from you to grab the plates, but the sentence falling from Naruto's lips made him freeze. This had been the nightly struggle. You shook your head at him before looking at the pot below. "No, you've had Ramen 3 days in a row now. Sit."

"But, MOM. I rarely see Iruka Sensei!!!"

Your e/c eyes shot up to his, anger flashing across your face as you dared him to argue with you. Naruto's brows furrowed as he matched your attitude. Crossing his arms, he looked down at the food you were making - "Let's all just get Ramen then... You were never a good cook anyway, Mom - "

A gasp flew from your lips at the words falling from his, causing Jiraiya to quickly turn to stop you from chasing the suddenly brave child. Naruto's eyes widened as Jiraiya hauled you back; the glare the Sannin sent told him he had hit a nerve. A very, very sensitive nerve.

Silence filled the space as you begrudgingly shut your mouth and returned to getting the veggies heated up.

Naruto bounced on his feet uncomfortably; he didn't mean to hurt your feelings. You used to claim to be a lousy cook. But as he took in all of the dishes surrounding you, did he realize you had been trying to change that. "I'm sorry, Mom..."

"Just sit, please," your whisper caused Jiraiya to move towards the dining room, nodding at Naruto for him to follow.

Silence once again filled the kitchen space, and you rolled your eyes. It was your fault, how Naruto blurted out whatever came to mind. You didn't know how it was possible to still teach him manners and compassion at 13, but here you were, teaching him a very painful lesson.

The vegetables took little time to heat up, and within minutes you had the two food dishes in your hands. You walked carefully towards the Dinning room, but hearing Jiraiya's voice made you pause.

"Your moms just trying to get you to eat healthier, Naruto. Give her some grace."

"But she's never been a stickler about food. I don't know why she's trying now to change that; it was just fine before."

"Because she had no help raising you, she had to substitute where she could. She gave you Ramen so she could have more time to spend with you. But now that I'm around, she's got a second set of hands, and she's just trying to help you get stronger. Along with that, she's 7 months pregnant and trying to be better for the new baby. So please, for her sake at least - Eat the vegetables."

Naruto grew quiet, and you walked into the room with a soft smile on your lips. "Okay, tonight's meal is grilled chicken with green beans," You stated happily as you placed the food on the table. It wasn't the best-looking meal, but it was better than what you used to produce. "Looks good, Honey!" Jiraiya exclaimed as he rubbed his hands together excitedly. He had been the guinea pig of many of your trial dishes, and this one was the best one you've made so far.

Naruto looked up at you sadly, guilt eating him alive as you started to plate their food. He said nothing but smiled kindly at you, handing him his plate. "Thanks, Mom."

You hummed at him before sitting down, grunting as you readjusted your seat. "I can't wait to get him out of me," you joked before looking again at your food. You didn't know why you felt so embarrassed as Naruto and Jiraiya began to cut into their meat. You eyed the breasts, hoping and praying they weren't pink in the middle.

A sigh of relief tumbled from your lips as the centers were stark white. Jiraiya popped a slice of the chicken in his mouth before humming at the flavor - "I swear, Honey, you get better every time you cook."

The smile that graced your lips lit up the room, and Naruto finally began to understand you. You wanted to be a real Mom, and part of being a real Mom was making him eat healthily. It didn't mean Naruto didn't love the mom he had growing up, but he finally comprehended you were just trying to be a better mom. "Thank you, Jiraiya," you whispered sweetly, pride blossoming in your chest as you began to cut into your chicken.

"Wow"

Your eyes flicked up to the blonde, face frozen, hoping he wouldn't be disgusted. "That's good chicken, Mom, and the vegetables with it make it even better." You smiled at him knowingly. This was no Ramen; he was most likely disappointed. But the look he gave you seemed to have told you otherwise. "Really. Mom... This is really good. Thank you"

Your smile morphed into something genuine, "Thank you, honey. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Naruto nodded before digging into the rest of the meal. You reached across the table to softly touch Jiraiya, quietly thanking him for always having your back. Naruto may have hated this change, but you wanted to give him and his brother the best life possible.

And that included them eating their vegetables.

[kia8088]

Title: In Passing

Author Note: I’m just a girl, missing writing RomComs. Enjoy, maybe!

Mangoes.

Rice.

Bread.

Pads.

She scanned over her list for the 37th time.

It was 4 things, so surely, her grocery trip should be no less than 20 minutes. It was supposed to be a quick trip in and out.

Hinata went to grab a shopping cart, searching for the smaller ones. It was her method to not over-shopping.

Mangoes.

Bread.

Rice.

Pads.

“Maybe I should pick up a few cucumbers,” mumbled the young woman, as her cart rolled into the store. Her senses were flooded with colors and smells of fruits and veggies. “No,” she coached herself.

Pads.

Bread.

Rice.

Mangoes.

She approached the array of fruits. Opal eyes scanned prices and any sign of a sale. Something about being poor really does put things in perspective. She scoffed at the organic sign and reached for two okay-looking mangoes.

“If the pesticide kill me before the climate, oh well,” she muttered, stuffing them in the available plastic bags. The tired woman rolled her shoulders and glanced up at the cucumbers—just for a second. There was a man standing there, placing 7 cucumbers in a bag.

Mentally, she was preparing to judge him until she saw his cart—which had multiple smaller carts in them.

He was one of the Delivery Shoppers. She just knew he was NOT giving the customer what they wanted.

Her giggle must have triggered him, he whipped his head over his shoulder. She was taken aback by how attractive his face was, despite the actual look of disgust.

Her lips parted and cheeks warmed in embarrassment. Suddenly her oversized shirt and no bra situation felt very silly. She quickly turned her cart and bumped directly into the banana section. She shrunk more into herself and to avoid turning around, she grabbed a bunch of bananas and sped her little cart away.

Mangoes.

Bread.

Rice.

Pads.

Bananas.

In reality, he may have not even noticed her. He may have been looking past her. In reality, no one probably even noticed her knocking into the Banana Bin and therefore, there was no need to panic buy.

But…

“Okay, okay,” she grumbled. “I could use 5 bananas. I like them. They’ll be great breakfast.”

Even though she never eats breakfast.

:::

Sasuke was just trying to make a bit of extra money. Naruto talked him into being a “InstaShopper.”

There he was standing there trying to figure out what a half of pound of cucumber weighed when he heard the girliest, pitchiest giggle.

He peered over his shoulder to see a girl. While it looked like she just slumped out of bed, she was…

…bumping into the Banana Bin.

He smirked as she drove her little cart around the corner. She was attractive but if he wasn’t technically “working” then he…

…would still not approach her because he wasn’t a creep and didn’t feel like going viral for attempting to bother a woman alone. He had class. He had manners. He…

“…five should be enough,” he assumed. Next on his list was hotdog buns. He popped one earphone in and continued his shopping.

:::

Hinata stood, arms folded. Must there be so many opinions of bread? Wheat. Honey Wheat. White. Whole Grain. Potato.

“Potato?” She squinted, leaning towards the words. “Since when…”

“Excuse me, ma’am,” said an employee.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” She moved her cart backwards and crashed into the one behind her. Hinata turned to apologize and saw it was Cucumber Guy again. “I…”

His face remained stoic. And beautiful. She touched her own cheeks in a sort of jealousy. She panicked once again: “Sorry, I didn’t mean to—“

“I…,” he started. “Need those buns.”

As the words left his lips, she witnessed his dark eyes widened. There was so much regret on his face, then in a split second, his face relaxed. He turned around without a word, without the buns and left the aisle.

Oh, that was…not suave.

She placed a loaf of the cheapest honey wheat bread in her cart and moved along. She needed to get out of this store before something silly and chaotic happens.

Mangoes.

Bread.

Rice.

Pads.

Bananas.

Luckily she ventured into the aisle with the rice without a hiccup. No signs of that cute cucumber-buns guy. She was almost done.

She swerved into the Care Aisle, and wished she had horse blinders because in truth—why not buy the toothpaste since she was already here. Oh, and soap. There would be no second trip if she also went ahead and got more shampoo. She’d be saving a trip, thus saving money. That’s girl math.

She finally got to the feminine care, grimaced at the prices before picking up her old faithful, no need to ponder, but she did dream of ruling the world and destroying The Pink Tax.

“I need a treat for sticking to my list,” decided Hinata.

Mangoes.

Bread.

Rice.

Pads.

Toothpaste.

Soap.

Shampoo.

…and bananas.

Yup, the list. She deserved a sweet treat. She smiled moving through the store, with an overwhelming sense of confidence. Opal eyes lifted to the signs above and noticed “Water, Wine and Beer.”

She needed a glass of wine with her future sweet treat, but more importantly she needed a cases of water for work. She turned down the aisle and saw him.

Cucumber-Bun guy holding her favorite wine. As she got closer, she noticed there weren’t many of bottles left. He glanced her way and moved to the other side, allowing her to cruise up to the aisle.

He had the last one.

Her hand touched the spot where the wine should be. She slowly turned to the wine in his hand. He looked from the wine to the piercing ghostly stare of the women in front of him.

She watched in horror as he scanned the bottle with his work scanner thingy, and placed it in his cart.

“That’s unfortunate,” mumbled the man.

No, what’s unfortunate is that she didn’t have one of those remotes to pause time. She’d use it to pause time and kick him in the shin. Maybe also a little kiss on the cheek because, hot damn, extra attractive people aren’t supposed to be in public doing mundane things.

What’s also unfortunate, had she not stopped for shampoo and soap, she would have beat him here.

But what’s most unfortunate is she said: “Don’t forget the buns.” Without thinking ahead, which would have been fine had she sped out the aisle but she needed water.

Mouth agape, his eyes followed her to the water section.

:::

He wanted to laugh because how dare she? He watch her then proceed to struggle with a case of water. Served her right! Wasn’t like the wine was for him! Wasn’t like he purposely withheld the cheapest, sweetest Moscato.

Karma was quick and just.

However, unfortunately for him, he could be a gentleman when the time calls for it. He left his cart, walking towards her. “I’ll help,” said the young man.

“No, i got it.”

“Do you?”

She did not. He picked the case up with ease. She noticed he had really nice arms as well. He sat it in the bottom of her tiny cart, it hung off the sides but it was the effort. He did notice her flushed face and smirked, “You’re welcome.” He returned to his cart.

She coughed: “T-Th-thank you!”

:::

Hinata placed a hand on her chest. Ovulation week was beating her up so bad. Openly staring at that man like that should have warranted an arrest, at the very least.

He left the aisle and she went back to grab an extra large bottle of a random moscato. She just needed a sweet treat so she could leave!

Mangoes.

Bread.

Rice.

Pads.

Bananas.

Soap.

Shampoo.

Toothpaste.

Water.

Wine.

She quickly tossed some jumbo cinnamon rolls into her stuffed cart and went to check out: she tried her best to go as fast as possible. The anxiety of people waiting on her had started to creep. She glanced at the line and there he was Cucumber-Buns one person behind her.

The employee helped her with her large bottle of wine and the wobbly case of water. She quickly finished and headed out the store. Though, part of her was kind of sad…

Some sort of strange thing happened between CBG (Cucumber Bun Guy) and herself. Maybe it was in her head. She purposely moved slowly out the store. Extra slow wheeling out her cart.

CBG could be a psychopath, possibility is high because most men are, and here she was hoping for one last interaction. So she stopped, literally to smell the flowers they keep outdoors.

“You…uh, need help?”

She turned to see him, a bit breathless. He motioned to the case of water.

:::

Truth be told, he scanned the hell out of those groceries…because truth be told, to Hell with seeming odd… he wanted her name, at least, it was the 21st century. Exchanging numbers was so 90s. However, he had to catch her before she entered the parking lot.

Creep scale goes through the roof when men approach women in the parking lot.

She smiled but shook her head. “I got it…but, um,” she stammered, pulling at her t-shirt. “Can I have your, mm, n—?”

“Yes—“

“Young man,” an elderly woman tugged on his arm. “Won’t you help me with these groceries. My wrist hurt an awful lot. It won’t take long!”

Her cart was filled and overflowing.

Hinata giggled as the older woman didn’t give him a chance to decline before pulling him away. “Uh, Sasuke is my name,” he told her.

“Hinata…” she waved.

He nodded. She nodded. Maybe next time, she decided. Maybe they’ll meet again in passing.

Mangoes

Bread

Rice

Pads

Bananas

Toothpaste

Soap

Shampoo

Water

Wine

Cinnamon Rolls

…and Sasuke? Mm.

[bogbees]

(Jazz hands) ROLE REVERSAL

7:30 AM · Nov 19, 2017

Kakashi sensei is a.... character. He's very precise and very relaxed individual, his students claim him to be lazy - until they find themselves in a lecture. He's very thorough and adamant.

He's the only person in the damn village to give Naruto his full undivided attention. It morphs into some sort of family bond later and he wants to tear his eyes out bc of it.

Kakashi regularly makes sure the kid is eating his veggies. And cares so much ab him passing his final exam he ends up fighting Mizuki and getting a huge damn shuriken through his back

Naruto cries and does KAGE BUSHIN NO JUTSU and passes and now Kakashi is crying bc his son is happy and sage (and not bc of the pain no)

Iruka Umino ex elite anbu ninja, failed all his previous genin teams cause they never meet his impossibly high standards gets assigned Naruto, Sakura and Sasuke

Kakashi is gonna piss himself bc of course Naruto would end up with that guy! Of course! Still worried if Nar will pass tho. He thinks he did a FAB job teaching them

Iruka sorta jokes around with them - his prankster days never died - and finds their complete uncoordination appalling. Bad match up, awful, why these three together - oh wait, they have empathy for another? That's new

So he signs up as their jounin sensei. He's actually kinda excited - don't let Anko find out, she'll tell everyone he actually likes kids.

And then Naruto drags him to a ramen stand and they're waiting for someone --- "Iruka sensei please meet Kakashi neechan!" "Naruto they're Konoha ninja they probably know each other"

And simultainously both Iruka and Kakashi go "Naruto respect your elders" bc they are not having this kid go around calling Kakashi his brother /in public/

They smile. This won't be so bad. Cut to four weeks down the road when Kakashi hires them to wash his dogs for the 3rd time annonsomsly.

Pakkun is tired of these brats being so rough, so he goes "I can't believe Kakashi hired you all again" The room goes quiet. Iruka bites his cheek to keep from laughing. Naruto explodes. Sakura and Sasuke join him. They're throwing wet sponges everywhere

It's chaos and loud and everything is sogged and Kakashi races onto the scene like "stop this!!!" Naruto throws a soggy sponge at him like "you stop hiring us to wash yoyr dogs!!!"

Iruka is laughing his was off as Kakashi and Naruto argue over the benefit of this job. Sakura and Sasuke resume washing the dogs. Pakkun regrets.

By the end of it, Kakashi is serving dinner in the hatake mansion to his previous students and their new teacher and all his dogs. He says he hates it but he's lying

ESPECIALLY WHEN THE CUTE JOUNIN SENSEI OFFERS HIS ASSITANCE. god damn you could bounce a yen off that man's ass

Now Iruka gets them a super cool mission bc they won't stop complaining - Sasuke has started voicing his opinions dear gods - they're escorting an old guy to the wave country

He repeats himself like "children. This is work and you need to be responsible. We are protecting a civilian from harm. Don't be a hero. You will die."

So Zabuza shows up like EYYY LEMME AT EM and Naruto almost dies ish but yo look at that kyubii magic. Haku shows up like "thanks for that" and they all leave

They make it to their destination but can't go home because there's a shitty storm and so Iruka teaches the kids how to climb trees like the monkeys they oughta be

But like, he not only gives them the basics, but a lecture on it too so maybe visualising the process in their head will help. He gets them to try walking along the walls barefoot - they pretty much succeed

So he takes them into the wilderness like "now try that on these trees" and Sakura fucking masters it in one go.

Sasuke and Naruto return to Iruka for instruction, and Iruka rubs his chin like "alright, you both learn by doing, yeah, so here's what we do" and constructs this obstacle course in the woods for them

He's got a thin board over a puddle of mud like "you can stay on using balance, but if i don't see you walk across as you would on ground, you're getting pushed off."

So Sasuke ends up fighting it out before Naruto and Naruto gets crabby bc of it, but now Sasuke and Sakura are very interested in keeping him on par with their skills. So they give him tips and pointers. Iruka couldn't be more proud

On the day Naruto gets it, and they decide to take their training to the water - the gang attacks. And it's solved in like zero minutes bc Iruka is a seals master and thanks to barrier tag traps everything is ok

They all get arrested and somehow Zabuza and Haku flee but no one is too worried bc they're together and that's all that matters

So they stick around to help construction - Iruka thinks it'll give them more stamina and there's chakra control practice by walking on the water. Which they all get sorta, Naruto sinks a little but he's still upright so!

They return to little fan fare but Kakashi's dumb worrying face that is the same as his regular face but u can tell bc his eyes are a little more open. He treats them to ichiraku

Team 7 is like "Kakashi watch this!" And the three of them are walking up the walls and ceiling of his dining room like cicadas and he might cry if Iruka wasn't laughing

"They named the bridge after Naruto!" He says, "I did all the work and he gets the name bc he's too likable!" Kakashi smiles fondly under his mask like 'ain't that the truth'

So circa chunin exams Iruka has taught them more neat ninja skills - Sasuke finds seals to be hella interesting, Sakura has apparently some super rare bloodline and Kakashi's old friend is giving her lessons on that and Naruto is....

Naruto is interested in summoning. He likes the idea of calling things into existence. Kakashi won't help by explaining how his ninken summoning works and Gai's student Tenten isnt too hot on tutorial either

So Iruka has been writing letters up the Wahoo to Jiraiya to try and get the man's help. "Come back." He pleads. "Naruto wants to summon."

So Jiraiya returns solely to fight Iruka for being a nag. Literally. "Iruka Umino you're just like your mother. Annoying." Iruka flicks a smoke bomb at the old man and they play this game of cat and mouse

Only each time Iruka uses a smoke bomb, he's been planting a barrier seal attached to a kunai that's been laced with chakra wire. He's weaving a basket around Jiraiya and catches the old fart in 40 minutes

Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Kakashi and Tenzou stare in awe. Iruka just did that. "Naruto, this man will teach you how to summon frogs. Have fun" and leaves. The audience stares at the space he had been and Jiraiya snorts.

So this is how Jiraiya teaches Naruto how to summon. Sasuke vows to be as good as Iruka one day. Sakura and Tenzou build a dog house for Kakashi's dogs. And Kakashi finds Iruka alone at the noodle stand

He's like "whyd you leave like that" "Oh you see, you have to leave Jiraiya alone with what you want him to do. It's the only way." "No really" "Ok I was starving and am not going to pay for Naruto's bottomless pit let alone four more mouths"

And they have a weird date and discuss the upcoming Curnin exams. They agree the kids would be good to go. Iruka laments he idea of getting stuck in a scroll for three days - hes a busy man (and ex anbu! Like!) and Kakashi takes his shoulder "I'll do it"

So they make plans that if their kids try the chunin exams and pass the first round - Kakashi will be there in the scroll for when they pass. It has been decided.

So when the exams get announced, Naruto has one animal summon, Sasuke has five neat barrier tricks and ten more up for circumstance and Sakura can create and will wooden blocks. Plus they all have stellar chakra control!

Iruka thinks they're good to fucking go. Plus he's socialized them well so they shouldn't be picking fights with other Konoha shinobi bc they think they're better than them. He scoffs, imagine, Sasuke picking a fight with Rock Lee! What a weird world that'd be!

They're weirded put by the sand sibs but like, this is before Power of Friendship Gaara so who isn't, really. Iruka's already planning playdates bc jinjurikis should prob stick together, ya know, bond with those who know your suffering

Kakashi is looking over Iruka's shoulder like "dont. Do not write that. Gaara will not come over - he's the Wind's tailed beast we can't trust him"

So the kids pass their first test. Naruto just fakes it, doesn't write nothing, completely confident. Sakura and Sasuke get everything filled out with the correct answers.

So Kakashi gets wasted the night before he goes into the seal. Iruka shows up like at 8 like "don't forget! The thing is tomorrow" And by the power of booze, joy and fondness he kisses Iruka smack on the lips.

They pull apart, Iruka dazzled and looking a little deshelved, Kakashi a dumb love struck smile, and Kakashi closes the door humming.

Iruka kind of staggers home. Lost. Confused. Warm. Light. Cheeks burning and a smiling tugging at his weary frown.

So now it's morning of the second exam, Kakashi is fighting off a mild hangover and as he's getting set up to do the thing, he catches Iruka skirt around the room, why isn't he saying hello --- oh no.

So he's stuck in the scroll - idk can they do stuff in that void, are they just sleeping, suspended animation - for what feels like forever

Iruka HAS NOT been avoiding Kakashi bc of last night's kiss. Nah, he forgot it happened until he made coffee. He's just literally on security detail and can't say hello bc anbu mask - why is Kakashi staring at him???

Kakashi seems to know that he's the monkey or sm bc he won't take his eyes off him and it's pissing Iruka off so he blows the dumb man a kiss He sartles out of his trance and looks away. Iruka rolls his eyes and Anko takes his attention.

Later she's going to seriously ask him if he and Kakashi are a thing. He is going to sputter his beer into her face. She is going to pull a knife and go "try that again lover boy and you won't have any lips" Gods she's awful

So as a weird brother figure, he confirms that they have had one (1) kiss and that he catches Kakashi refer to team 7 as "their kids" often

Anko's grin might tear her face in two. "I win! That's so much money! No one thought you'd go for lazy chunin sensei Kakashi Hatake BUT I CALLED IT!" Iruka is so shocked he can't ask her to be quiet or how ---- "Come on, I know your type, family men."

He diverts the conversation to the examination bc holy shit he can't deal with any of this information. "You met Naruto today didn't you?" "Oh yeah, that kids a riot. Almost had him shit his pants. Good kid."

Iruka buys her a drink for that. Can't have that kid too comfortable around strangers. So they get off their break and return to work. Anko's going back to the tower and Iruka is going to patrol.

Nothing worth noting on the go, pretty quiet and nice, kinda worrying bc of all the foreign ninja - they /all/ can't be this chill can they??? So Iruka clocks out and heads to his fave ramen stand

Anko slithers in after he orders his second bowl and she's like "the money from the bet." He looks at her like 'why aren't you using this to buy more dango??'

"Look I was the only other person besides Asuma who bet on Kakashi. Out of our group" Iruka grimaces, all the ninja in the village have been placing bets on his love life. "So split between me and Asuma, I still have 5000 yen left. Figured to give you half"

"What because you can make easy money off of my love life?" "Nonsense! I still haven't decided what to bet on for your love life!" She looks out of existence like a true shadow clone and Iruka uses the 2500 yen to buy more ramen

What had happened was that Asuma had seen Iruka dressed in his anbu monkey mask entertaining a sullen Kakashi years and years ago. He told Anko one night, piss drunk and now they support it

Iruka doesn't remember the encounter, there's so much bs from being a child in anbu that makes him forget the good times. Kakashi recalls clearly that summer's day when Monkey tried to cheer him up.

Kakashi has the sharingan, but it's also dead. He was able to become a teacher bc he was useless and not an asset to the village.

So depression and ptsd from loosing his friends and family took it's toll and now he thinks it best if he can help teach these children so that maybe these mistakes won't happen again

Anyway so the kids breeze through the forest of certain death like a cake walk, got through as the 4th team they were so good at it Sakura punched kabuto in the face on reflex and he dropped his scroll and since Iruka hadn't introduced them, they dont trust him lmao

They do the scroll thing and out pops Kakashi Sensei with the most stupid smile on his face like "yo. Congrats, you passed" and it's kinda the least climatic thing to happen to them all week.

So the four of them hang around the tower until it's finished - Kakashi has no where to be, he had booked a week off for this. So the kids share with him their new skills - and he supervises spars between the kids who've finished.

The sand sibs end up watching the leaf genin fight each other, and Kakashi asks them if they want to join in. "It'll be like class!" The rookie nine all groan, fuck you Kakashi sensei

So he organises a short spar competition. Five minutes each fight and no weapons, no shots to kill. He includes Gaara in on it and kankuro and temari freeze up. Gaara just nods, slightly pissy but also confused.

So he's got the sand genin and the leaf genin play fighting each other while they wait for the actual fights to clear up. It's not until Rock Lee and Naruto are giving Gaara of the Sand taijutsu pointers that the irony dawns on him.

Monkey shows up like "Hatake-sensei what the fuck is going on here" and Kakashi is no where near afraid of the anbu in the room But the fight stops dead Naruto pipes up "eeeehhhh we're just socializing properly Iruka-sensei, what's the big deal" Everyone stops. Kakashi chokes

Iruka laughs, takes off his mask and smashes it, "well, so much for that." He looks at the group if kids with a big smile, "So are you all being nice to each other?"

We have Shino and Kankuro gushing ab bugs, in the corner, the girls all huddled together like they were always meant to be best friends, Rock Lee and Naruto and Sasuke talking to Gaara like he's not some monster

Kiba and Neiji were just in the middle of a mock flight, still froze stiff. Naruto goes "yes /daaad/ now go kiss Kakashi sensei or something, we're on to something here" And he turns back to the other boys like nothing he just said was life changing.

Iruka sits back down next to kakashi, who has picked up the shards of the mask and the kids continue existing as if they didn't have any supervision

"Was it really that obvious?" Iruka asks. Kakashi isn't sure what he's asking about, be it Monkey, their dumb mutual crush or their family fondness over these brats. But the answer is the same to all of these questions. "Yeah,"

So they watch Neiji and Kiba fight, then watch Ino and Temari spar, their hands lightly laced together as Kakashi hides his face behind a book

Eventually Naruto gets loud and very agitated, Iruka goes over to check on him. "It's the stupid seal, me n Sasuke can't fix it" Turns out Gaara has his stomach exposed to display the shoddiest seal work ever.

"Do you want me to do it?" "See knucklehead, I said Iruka sensei would know what to do!" "Yeah but he's my damn friend I wanna be the one to help!" Iruka smiles and almost cries bc Naruto is so honest and gaara looks startled

Temari and kankuro join them like "you can… Help him??" As if they can't believe the words coming out of his mouth Iruka nods, "it's a simple seal, but I can patch it up and add more so that it doesn't wear away." They look to be near tears

Naruto grins and looks to his new friend like "See, told ya, we jinjuriki gotta stay together" and Gaara looks so lost, the poor boy. So Kakashi suanders over like "damnit Iruka"

So Iruka whips up a draft to show them, explains what it does, compares it to Naruto's and Gaara's, all the kids are pretty engrossed with what he's saying and Sasuke is writing notes

We're back tracking to the first time team Naru-Sasu-Saku meet Iru

So Iruka's like "ah yes hello I'm Iruka Umino, I'll be your jounin instructor - if you pass my own genin examination. If not, you're all getting sent back to the academy! But I'd like to meet you all first"

So they do the thing they do in canon, where Sakura goes "I like Sasuke" Naruto goes "I'm gonna be the Hokage" and Sasuke does his "I want revenge" bc he's been festering in hate for the last 82 years

But instead of "oh well you're all weird kids" Iruka almost looses his mind and almost sends them all back then and there

Alright, alright, he goes, you're all children, but these things aren't gonna help you become ninja. Naruto, your goal is admirable, good, that's good. Least stupid. Tells me how far you're willing to go.

Sakura, you being in love tells me you can form bonds - which is good for teamwork, but you need to take it back a bit, and bond with your other team mates as well.

And then he turns to Sasuke. Revenge will not help you. You will not gain anything from that. Bad things are always happening and there's never any reason for it. He tells off Sasuke for his bs bc Iruka doesn't have a filter and will fight these kids

And the kids are like Sasuke: offended Sakura: offended Natuto: laughing his ass off

"I'd like to send you all back to the academy for this but! I said I was gonna give you all a chance to be full fledged genin. So! Here's my test!" And makes this weird quiz thing that is sorta like the bell test where the goal is for them to display teamwork 5:59 PM · Dec 3, 2017

[chadsuke]

sasuke with 5, 12, 21, 23 for chara ask game :D

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

this is SO HARD bc usually my sasuke song of the moment is just. whatever song is haunting me. and i adapt that to sasuke in Whatever Way That Must Be. right now the song that is haunting me is what if it doesn't end well by chloe moriondo, but like. probably the beginning by one ok rock it's been on my sasuke/ftcoye playlists literally always. honestly when im writing him i often just... listen to the naruto openings/endings on loop... in which case naruto shippuden opening 19 and naruto shippuden ending 38. yeah. you dont want to know how long i spent on this question the answer is EVERY SONG EVER IS SASUKE IN SOME WAY and if i cant make it sasuke. i prob don't listen to it.

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

how can i. sum up with ONE. man. man. first sasuke is non-binary 2 me. when he is not. idk. having a fucking Time Of It he will ponder gender things but in most of canon. well. he is having a Time Of It. he likes his hair being pet. if he does not have Things On His Arms he feels naked doesn't matter what else he's wearing. he definitely thought naruto kissed him on purpose tho thats not. really a headcanon that's canon i just need to always point that out.

he actually quite likes animals and i think he would benefit SO much from an emotional support animal. gives him one. Doesn't like nail polish. he ate so many raw veggies as a child because he was determined to try to Be Healthy but he didn't know how to cook/make a lot so he would just. buy things he could eat raw so he'd just chow down on a fucking cucumber. he has figured out how to do that intimidatingly nowadays. both of his teams find it very funny.

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

dealing with his trauma and the fact that he's gotta be touch-starved to an insane extent and everything that's happened in his life that makes him want to rip off his own skin. bc, shockingly, he gets to process jackshit healthily in naruto itself. not that... i think he gets to process healthily in MY writing but thats because like...... theres only so much you can do when ur a child soldier... but i like fucking. dealing with it. also gender things but thats bc i enjoy Gender with every character ever.

uhhhhh i don't. really write things i don't like tbh but i guess i fucking hate writing fights? and sasuke is a hard one to write in fights? general if i don't want 2 write something i. don't.

in OTHER ppl's fics i would say like. virtually everything. i rarely read sasuke-centric fanfics bc i want to reach through the screen and go NO!!!!!!!

23. Favorite picture of this character?

glitter sasuke and sfw sasuke ofc

[mylittlesyn]

Woah, congratulations on 1000 followers! 🤩 Very well deserved! I’m submitting on anon because I’m shy, lol, but I’ve been a follower for a long time and I’m really happy to see you having such success! 🥰

May I have a matchup from Naruto or FMAB? I use she/her pronouns, and I’m okay with any gender of match.

My big 3 signs are Aries sun, Sagittarius moon, and Libra rising, and I think that combination actually fits my general personality pretty well. A few words that describe me are optimistic, adventurous, assertive, and witty. My biggest flaw is probably bossiness/control issues. It’s mostly from a place of wanting to know the people around me are comfortable and enjoying themselves, and that I’m useful/helpful to them. But sometimes I do just get really caught up in my own ideas and thinking that the way I would do things is automatically the best. My ideal partner would be strong-willed enough to push back when I overstep, but even-tempered enough not to be hurt or offended. I work in a job where I’m usually “in charge,” which I do enjoy, but in my downtime I really want someone who will be an equal partner with me - and even convince me to give them the reins sometimes.

As for hobbies, I like baking and making drinks (both coffee and cocktails). It’s fun to experiment with ingredients and ratios. I also like camping, traveling, gardening, and all things creepy - books, movies, games, and I tell a mean ghost story too. 😉 My dream is to learn and experience as much about the world as I can, ideally alongside a special person, but alone is fine too.

I like dates that are active and seasonal - ice skating in the winter, leaf watching in the fall, beach dates in the summer, etc. My favorite relationship trope is fwb to lovers. Something about going into a situation like “just bros being hoes, no boring relationship stuff here,” and then getting swept up in genuine feelings for the other person is just 👌 Sexually, I’m for sure a switch and I guess dom-leaning. Even if I’m the “sub,” I’m going to be very bratty and stubborn about it, lol. Top kinks are lingerie (on both/either of us, but it’s especially hot when a man is willing to dress up for me ngl), rope play, orgasm denial, and hair pulling (on me). I’m realllly not into anything daddy/mommy related or any pregnancy/breeding talk.

Congratulations again, and thanks for this event!

Your match for the event is:

Tenzo/Yamato from Naruto!

Although he's rather passive, I do believe he's the type to stand up for things he considers important.

He'd probably find your 'bossiness' attractive, in a take charge sort of way.

I honestly can't see Tenzo knowing how to cook, but for the most part he's decent with up keep around the house.

That being said he will maintain a wonderful veggie garden for all cooking endeavors. (with some fresh fruits and herbs for your cocktails)

He would be extremely happy doing all things outdoors with you. Camping, gardening, swimming, travelling

He'd love to travel with you, but make sure you let him nerd out about all the historical architecture he's seeing along the way

Very happy to go camping with you, keep you warm at night by the fireplace as you take turns telling each other ghost stories while looking up at the stars.

Now for the spice!

I do firmly believe he's a switch that leans toward submissive.

He's not super kinky, but he does enjoy playing with toys. (has many and knows exactly how to use them)

When he's dominating I can see him being a little more soft, and more about service.

He would very much be willing to dress up for you, even if he's blushing the entire time about it.

I HC he's a grower, but it's a decent size while flaccid.

I can see him pulling hair in the heat of the moment kind of thing, and I believe he's hand with rope. He's just not super into things like mommy, daddy, degredation, kind of the like mind sets that can go along with kink... I think he keeps it pretty simple when it comes to mind set stuff.

[caffeinated-chaos-bean]

Bubble News

Little update for those who still come back and check my blog~

I'm okay, I'm not dead. I'm just exhausted. u.u

We've had a high turnover rate ever since I got back from being with the ladies (Sha + Kaz) and so everyone across the board has been stretched thin and having to do overtime. I have at least two, sometimes three, days out of my work week where I'm working 12hr shifts in order for there for be coverage between shifts. I'm not the only one, either. We all have our share of 12hr shifts. We finally got two people hired and after HR got ripped a new asshole by the Tribal Chairman of the casino, they've sped some things up and are having these two newbies start before they even have their orientation dates... so hopefully we'll no longer have to do overtime once they get enough training. >~>

So I've just been super exhausted and needing to rest. While doing so, I've kiiiiiinda spiraled into another fixation. I've been re-watching Naruto (well, Naruto: Shippuden) after so many years. Idk, the last time that I watched it was when I was in 5th grade and it was still being aired on Cartoon Network after 6pm when I'd be at my grandma's after school lol. Man did I not realize what I was watching back then, I just thought it was silly ninja adventures as a kid. Naahhh there's a lot going on and I've been sucked in thoroughly. So while I've been a veggie, laying in bed after work and on my days off, I've been keeping myself entertained with that.

So yeah, I'm not dead! Just feeling like it lmao. It'll be a bit before I do any new covers or anything, since.... gosh my energy levels are below the empty line. @~@

But once I recover from the burnout, I'll get back to it~

Also as a sidenote, everyone do me a favor in my abscense:

GIVE SHANNA THE EMOTIONAL AND MOTIVATIONAL SUPPORT SHE FEKKIN' NEEDS.

SHE FELT SO MUCH PRESSURE TO DO LUKA JUSTICE AND ULTIMATELY SPIRALED AND HATED HER COVER. TRASHED IT.

GIVE HER THE ULTIMATE LOVE AND AFFECTION.

REASSURE HER THAT VOCALOID IS LIKE ANY PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT AND WILL BE A MAJOR LEARNING CURVE AND TO NOT BEAT HERSELF UP AS SHE GETS USED TO THE PROGRAM.

I MYSELF AM NOT EVEN READY TO TUNE ON MY OWN, SO THE FACT SHE JUMPED TO TRY IT ON THE GET GO WAS AMAZING TO ME.

GIVE. HER. SUPPORT. MOTIVATION. ALL THE THINGS.

That is all. uwu

[historias-multorum]

"Naruto!" Sakura called out from the kitchen, waving him over. She'd been cooking all day, although her first few attempts didn't turn out all that great. She'd seen this ramen recipe around, one she thought he'd really like, and this current batch didn't look as bad as the previous ones. She only hoped it tasted as good as it looked. "Will you give it a try, and tell me what you think?" She asked him softly. It wasn't exactly Ichiraku ramen level, but she'd made it especially for him.

@minds-interlinked

"Mm? You made ramen? Heck yeah I'll give it a taste!" He got a pair of chopsticks and collected some of the noodles and slurped them up.

"Hmmm, it's not so bad, could relax on the spices thou, it's kinda salty you know." He then tasted the other things that were in it. "You also let the veggies overcook a bit, kinda mushy."

"Overall though, it's not too bad." He told her with a nod.

[tvrningout-a]

upon his prompting, chiyo looks at the cigarette between her fingers for a beat before placing it between her lips. she doesn't inhale yet, though. she's too lost in thought ( and a little scared she'll cough up a lung. do you really just... breathe in? ).

she smiles and dodges and pretends, but anxiety rises in her chest only to be stubbornly pushed back down. niko is smart, and he knows her -- chiyo realizes that means her usual deflections and white lies will be a little harder to sell. her mask, the one that never reveals the more difficult parts of herself, might be harder to wear in front of him. but chiyo's been this way for years. there's a reason for that ( she's good at this, at being polite with her struggles; she's bad at this, at being vulnerable with her loved ones ).

pushing those thoughts away, chiyo snorts, taking niko's hand and pulling herself up. she doesn't let go right away ( the contact is a comfort, even if he's the reason she's nervous ). " i swear there's nothin' all that juicy or as funny as the naruto-run. might be boring, listening to me... but it's fine if we're together, right? " her tone becomes teasing, a grin upon her face, but chiyo means it ( to be cheesy is to be honest in a low-risk way, so she thinks ). slowly, some might say reluctantly, her hand slips from niko's as she heads for the sidewalk and finally takes a slow, deep puff of his cigarette... chiyo chokes and coughs and promptly gives the pesky little thing back to niko. that was a mistake.

the pizza place isn't busy when they get there, which isn't a surprise, considering the hour. it's nice, though, because it almost feels like they're alone. the cashier and cooks are too busy with closing duties to pay them any mind while they enjoy their pizza. it helps chiyo feel a little more at ease.

" so... since i'm being honest here, i'll come out and say it: veggie pizza's the best, and i hate eating the crust. " her smile is back, the one that's easy and contagious and distracting. " oh, and i think pineapple pizza's an abomination, of course. "

"ya sure? people are always quick to say that & then it turns out, they're hidin' more from ya than ya would think." almost absentmindedly would those words spill from his lips, deep blue gaze racing with the stars that adorned the dark sky. (just like the one in your heart.) a voice . . . a voice?! that wasn't chiyo, was it? suspiciously had he jumped in his seat, turning his head to where the woman was sat; his own lit cigarette stolen from him whilst she grinned. no. it was something else. that thing that kept him sleepless on nights like these. perhaps, keeping secrets from one another was better. it would keep her safe. strained facial features relaxed somewhat as one of his large hands reached for her, fingers messing with loose strands of hair. "sure, but ya maybe wanna smoke that one if ya steal it. otherwise, a good cigarette will go to waste. "

it was said half-jokingly, though, really . . . cigarettes were expensive. "i can handle ya bein' cheesy just fine." a groan could be heard once he heaved himself up from the swing, adjusting the hood so he could hold her gaze. "i mean, ya saw me doin' stupid anime shit when we were kids . . . naruto-runnin' down the school yard is beyond bein' cheesy, don't cha think?" lost within own thoughts of childhood glee, the male kicked a pebble laying next to his shoe as he let his gaze fall to the ground. "so, let's go 'fore they close . . . " trailing off, a hand held out for her to take with a smug grin to match his attitude. "don't want to miss ya spillin' your heart out for me."

[whateyescantsee]

Starbursts and Second Chances

Part Four

Summary: Developments between Norman and the girl he rescued.

Three Months Later

Time had flown. Norman had let you stay. He was incredibly independent despite being blind, which still surprised you. That first night, you would have never guessed.

You had helped. You cooked and cleaned. In turn, he taught you how to get strong.

*****

“You need to get strong.” He rasped, one morning.

“Huh?” You mumbler still half a sleep. Blinking, you saw that it was bluish dawn. You rubbed your face.

“If you’re going to stay or,” Glancing over you saw him swallow. “Leave one day; you need to be strong.”

“Ok.” You swallowed the tears that welled up. It was relief and sadness. “Thank you.”

******

At first, he had not wanted you to stay. That gang could see you and rain hell down on his house. So you understood his hesitation. So you have been strength training with the water jugs he gave you. The sounds of your steps running up and down his staircase, haunted you when you tried to sleep. Though you didn’t have to try hard, after all he would put you through, you fell asleep hard in minutes.

It took time, but earlier this week, you finally left his house. Before leaving, you had chopped and beached your hair. It had been painful, but if you were going to venture out, the old you couldn’t still exist. It was the least you could do for Janie.

You had gone out and grabbed some groceries. He usually had them delivered to him. But in order to give you a breath of air, he let you go. Also gave you a little extra money indulge in some soap just for you.

You had gone long tired of the bar of ivory which he used and you in turn did. But now, you were able to grab something floral. When you used it yesterday morning, you cried. It was the first time, since the night you arrived at Norman’s.

******

“What do I smell?” Norman’s voice making you jump.

You lost yourself in your thoughts. “I got a few special items, I wanted to make you something.” Your voice trailed off as a lump formed.

He saw out of the corner of your eye as he drew close. He laid his hand on counter. It was close to were an array of veggies you has just finished cutting up.

He may be blind, but the starbursts which were his eyes fell on you. You could fell them them before he spoke.

He exhaled. “You don’t have to.” He shrugged. He buttoned up his flannel.

You turned, from stirring the noodles. “I wanted to.”

“Anyone would have taken you from those animals.”

That night despite the screams no one had come to their door. He had stopped and helped you.

“But you did.”

He made a sound. “So I see I won’t have to share my ivory bars with you any more?” For the first time since you met, a smile tugged on his lips.

“Oh, ahh yes!” You smiled. “I know you love your soap.”

“I do.” He finally smiled. “I’ve gone through a lot more because of you.” He smiled then.

“I do like a good soaking.”

The smile dropped but he leaned in curiously. “What are you making?”

“A kind of stew.”

“Smells good.”

“Thank you Norman.”

He nodded. He pressed his lips together. “It will help you get stronger.”

“Yeah…yeah it will.” You agreed.

@crazytxgradstudent @bdffkierenwalker @dogmatic255 @blackvalkyrie99 @underratedcharactersimagines @tuttifuckinfruttifriday @laura-naruto-fan1998 @star017 @hase-hoe

[undercover-stories]

I’d like to think Sasuke would be the lenient parent. Naruto would be at the dinner table trying to negotiate with their kid about how much veggies they have to eat to deserve dessert and Sasuke is there sneakily taking bites of the kids vegetables until there’s barely anything left on their plate. Naruto would be the one giving their kid a curfew and Sasuke would be the one quietly changing the time on Narutos phone so their kid has an extra half hour. That’s not to say Sasuke is irresponsible. He’s just being more realistic about how raising their own child means dealing with a kid who’s both smarter and stupider for their own good and adjusting the rules and expectations appropriately.

[whoopsieintheuniverse]

Headcanon Time!

It’s Itachi’s Time to shine, babes~

Itachi’s Sweet cravings. 

 Sugar is easy to burn, and his body tries to burn as much as it can to keep him running. Ever since he started getting sick, Itachi finds himself craving more and more sweets. It doesn’t really bother him, if anything, it reminds him of being a kid again. 

Gordon Ramsay Who?? Itachi can throw down in the kitchen you cannot change my mind. 

He loves to cook. Itachi does well with hearty dishes, like potatoes, pastas, and breakfast foods. I personally think he would cook for the base if there was a need. 

His talent in the kitchen also extends to drinks. He will make you the best drink you’ve ever had. Comes from his mom, she was a tea drinker. 

He will also drink your bad tea. It’s the thought that counts. 

Itachi does not like meat. It grosses him out!

Raw meat grosses him out more than cooked meat does. Just makes his stomach turn a little. Eats more veggies and fruits than meat. 

I connect this to his first in-canon kill. He was like, 4. He definitely wasn’t ready for that gore, and meat has a bad connotation because of it. 

Itachi is always on the go if he has the energy. 

You cannot find him at the base. Moving, taking walks, running errands. If he has the energy he’s moving. He’s the best person to ask to go sight-seeing because chances are, he wants to see some stuff, too. 

Mother hen. 

Not in the traditional sense, but Itachi is always looking out for people. It’s like he’s two-steps ahead. Like when he stops Kisame from fighting? It’s because 1.) Itachi is checking on his buddy and 2.) because Itachi has already calculated that the situation is gonna go bad before it even happened. 

This being said, Itachi is EXTREMELY careless when it comes to himself. He literally dodged a barrage of kunai he aimed at himself when he was a kid in the name of training. Make sure Itachi takes care of himself. 

Itachi definintely doesn’t think he deserves being taken care of. You’ll have to be sneaky. Offer to make food, and “accidentally” make too much. If he’s not sleeping, convince him to come to bed with you. 

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Naruto’s creator has said that Itachi died a virgin. I believe I agree.

This would probably have something to do with him having trust issues, yes, but I also kinda like the idea of Itachi being asexual. He seems more concerned with platonic and familial bonds than sexual. 

Itachi does have romantic attraction, like we saw in canon. 

 Also, he is not sex-repulsed, just…neutral about it. If he’s close to his partner, and they’ve had a conversation about it, he doesn’t mind helping them out, though. 

If he is helping, Itachi prefers to give oral. Likes the closeness and intimacy of it. 

Likes other intimacy. 

Cuddles, man. Cuddles. Loves skin to skin partially for the intimacy, and partially because him cold. Warm him, please. 

Wash and brush his hair! Play with his hair! Itachi’s hair is one of the only things he really maintains on himself; Sasuke used to love to play with his hair, so he keeps it up.  

If Itachi lets you play in his hair, he’s whipped. 

He also likes shared activities! Cook with him, please! Itachi really craves some semblance of peaceful, domesticity since all he’s known is violence. 

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7th Dimension (Chapter 4)

7TH DIMENSION SYNOPSIS/MASTERLIST

PREVIOUSLY ON CHAPTER 3.1

WATTPAD LINK FOR 7TH DIMENSION

Characters: Gojo Satoru x Small!Naive!Fem!Foreign!Reader | THIS IS A MULTI-CHAPTER FIC. THIS IS AN X READER FANFIC WHO HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO THE DIMENSION OF JUJUTSU KAISEN | (Trust me, you'll live. I hope?)

Summary: You were utterly in-denial for living in a world you hardly knew of. With your amnesia not helping it through all the pent-up anxiety. Thus, which makes you entirely apprehensive of everyone's presence that it even got to the point of thinking of an escape plan in the midst of all. Yet, everybody knew there was no escape in the hands of the Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer. Everybody knew the consequences, except for you.

Warnings: Some Italics during dialogues are said in English. Reader can be quite stubborn in this chapter and also in the next chapters too but it's because this is a multi-chapter fic, so which is why the phase might be slower than usual. Yuji, Megumi and Nobara is here. I don't know why I've considered including it in the warnings? Satoru, his sweet tooth and being an utter pest as always. This is one of my favorite chapters I've written right now. Heehee! Mention of Naruto and Kakashi by the reader. Mention of Google and Taylor Swift.

Tell me if you want to be tagged whenever I publish chapters for 7th Dimension! Send an ask or message me!

A/N: I'm done with another new advance chapter today for 7th Dimension which is why I decided to post Chapter 4! Also, I'm in a good mood considering that I think I'll have the chance to cosplay Maki Zenin soon because the seller accepted my order of costume! Heehee! There might be lots of typos and grammar errors here and there because my eyes are droopy af right now. HHEHEHE.

COMMENTS AND REBLOGS ARE SUPER-DUPER HIGHLY APPRECIATED! IT GIVES ME SUCH MOTIVATION AND INSPO!

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Disclaimer: PNG's or pictures used in edits are not mine even the GIF's too. I only own the plot of this whole fanfic. But, not Jujutsu Kaisen's storyline. I apologize for the typos or grammatical errors by the way! English isn't my first language so I'm so sorry in advance! Character development and personalities are based from my understanding and how I want them to be.

THROUGHOUT THE CAR RIDE, there was definitely no energy left in you after your humiliating fit of pique. What was the experience? Basically visualize cheese being squeezed in between beef patty and veggies, the beefy patty manspreading in a cramped car like you weren't even there in the first place. An image that nobody needed but could tell how you also actually felt. Actual cheese. Wriggly nerves every now and then with distress being brought to the fore, sitting side by side with the total polar opposites---Satoru's student named Fushiguro and the Sensei himself while the other two were in their continuous, verbal mocking battles.

If you were guessing right, he was intentionally trying to raise your hackles more. Adding more trepidation towards your self-consciousness.

You were perspiring so bad. Was it because of what you were trying to plan in the middle of it all or was it because of their presence which makes you react like a cat on a hot tin roof?

Or was it just simply because of this guy named Gojo Satoru as he was coming across as someone who has some kind of six sense when he knew your every move despite of showing the minimal signs of it?

You were thinking of a foolish plan that was immediately thrown out in the depths of an ocean, crashed in between an interloping jet train---to a degree of screwed up ignorance in your part.

Sea Urchin head was focused on his phone, heedlessly scrolling through the internet as if he was using it as a method to pass the time and avoid any verbal contact with anyone. An introvert. You quickly thought to yourself, scanning through what he was trying to search up but end up not understanding a single line or two due to the fact that it was all in Japanese letters.

Damn it. Your subconscious mind muttered inside your head.

You were improvident for Gojo's attention that has been on you since the moment of the car-ride. He was trying to discern what kind of mannerisms or characteristics you had and at the present time, you were having absolute adjustments to a world you certainly have no idea to. Was it really a doable decision to keep you around?

He was quipping in jests between Kugisaki and Yuji's heated tete-a-tetes, emitting laughter here and there when it gradually died down as he caught sight of how you were being on the lookout for any source of help.

You'd even went far into blinking repeatedly towards the taxi-driver like he would understand that you needed help. It just earned you nothing in return.

Satoru immediately noticed, covertly snickering on the side, and yet you hadn't noticed that you were caught even before you know it.

He'd murmur a low 'Oh. I see.' as if he'd seen something out of the windows. How did he actually see what was meant to be seen when he had a blindfold on? you've asked that tiny voice inside your head, ignorant of your pursed lips as you were completely aware of him who sat beside you during the entire taxi-ride, pondering on what he whispered to himself. Gojo was seated on that side, disheartening at it may seem, in all likelihood, he was thinking that you were bound to flee. Howbeit, to Gojo, he actually didn't care at all because it wasn't like you weren't easy to capture. The Strongest Jujutsu  Sorcerer knew it was easy-peasy, even if you were some Special Grade Cursed Spirit.

Gojo just really wanted to sit on the window side. There was no meaning to it. He just wanted to.

His quiet mumble was coherent for you to hear---or you were probably just too conscious of his presence. Utterly absorbing to your disappointment.

Never one to beat around the bush---as you were finally and slowly having a gist of how he approaches people, Gojo slightly lifted himself to his side, fishing out his phone from his pocket that made you stare at him wide-eyed---he didn't actually know you were trying to feel if he had his phone in his pockets, did he? your restless, inner thoughts mumbled repeatedly.

You were biting your lip, apprehensive in a way that his actions were bizarre into recognizing your movements too well---perceiving that it was a way that you were planning any measures to ask for help. Is he actually being observant of you as well?

He was quick to swipe right, offering you a twinkling grin and his cellphone. It left you staggered that he didn't even bother to have a cellphone password as if he was not worried that people would try to snoop with his belongings, "Need to call someone who probably doesn't exist, Tiny-Chan?"

Maybe, there was no use in escaping then.

Sushi Tokyo Yoshida, a famed Sushi restaurant situated in an improbable location on a rustic shopping street in out of the ordinary, Hatagaya. Be at odds the transcendent intramural, resplendent outfitted with lacquer-gold Japanese screens and chiseled wood panels.

Seated before you were Gojo's three peculiar students and situated beside you was...well, of course. The fetching, blindfolded guy.

Fetching. You mentally asked yourself, drifting to the unbalanced part of your brain as you wanted to hit yourself for even thinking that way towards a man who was holding you hostage.

Reminiscing on what happened prior to the moment you were taken to a famous Sushi Restaurant you actually heard or read from an article before being ensnared inside Tokyo Jujutsu High and with the people who surrounded you, the term Jujutsu Sorcerers came tumbling your mind like a mysterious tale you've never heard of.

What was even a Jujutsu Sorcerer? Did they even existed around the world?

"Why am I even with these people," you incoherently talked under your breath, a hand placed on your forehead as it felt like your brain was having some sort of malfunction for not understanding what was happening at all.

Satoru's students were giving the impression of how normal people acted, they were breathing normally. Avaricious for food to be exact as the pink haired student and Ginger-haired gal were fighting over distinct Sushi pieces while Sea Urchin head was devouring his own pieces in silence.

Everyone appeared to be normal except for the fact that the man beside you who wore his Stygian blindfold was functioning too well for his own good despite of his blocked sight. It even got to the point that you were outstaring him while he ate beside you and it was stupefying to say that he knew you were actually staring and had to turn his head to ask you, 'what?'

The theory was beyond your capacity to believe, yet he was proving a lot of points and evidences that he could surely see anything through the blindfolds he wore despite of not taking it off. He wasn't even tripping on his own foot.

What the actual heck was all you could think of.

But, in spite that, your refutation to believe that everything was real and true to life is still stronger.

Not until they'll be giving you a reason or two to dispel your doubts that they were outside the limitations of how ordinary people were. Then, you were probably not breathing on the same earth that you lived in before.

Another dimension. What was this? Some kind of Doctor Strange sorcery then? That wasn't possible. You shook your heard with a smile, trying to lessen your frets and agitation by trusting yourself more than anyone. "I don't even understand these three students who seemed to be cosplaying as well,"

It was even far more equitable that you could fathom every single word that Gojo says rather than his students who also spoke the same language as he does. Nevertheless, to you---the whole translation thing went kaput, coming to realize that they've got lost in translation when it was their turn to conversate.

Thanks, Taylor Swift. You thought to yourself, wishing that it didn't happen to you literally. But, look where that got you right now.

"Does anybody even speak English around?" you sounded hopeful, making eyes at Gojo's three students who never dared to give you a glance as they were too distracted with their own worlds. Hence, you repeated louder this time, trying to make it obvious that you were rubbing it in. "---Do...you speak-o, English? Any of you?"

They've heard you, loud and clear. You've seen how they've ceased chewing their food for at least a second before they went on again. Deep down your rejected heart, you knew you were worth a minute of their actual time amidst their growing appetite. Though, they actually had the audacity to turn a deaf ear when you tried sparking up a conversation between Gojo's students, completely snubbed by them.

Without conscious choice, you can only think that they were deliberately reacting like that because they wanted to avoid a parley of the English language.

They actually were, though you didn't need to know that.

Which left you sighing in the background, your Sushi left untouched as it felt like you weren't famished or that you were too self conscious of anyone who surrounded you. "I don't know why you're the only one who could understand me when I don't even speak Nihongo." the chatter was sent towards Gojo who was stuffing his face with his own chopsticks and Nigiri, a type of sushi where the rice is molded by hand and the fish or other toppings are pressed by hand atop the rice. "---I can really understand you well. This is weird."

"You're either acting or the heavens and earth tell me that I'm the only way for you to survive in Japan. Hehehe. Still I'm the honored one then," Gojo fecklessly divulged, a slovenly speech in his part because he was still chewing as he did so. He'd pointed his chopsticks to you, cocking his head to the side as he mindlessly wondered, "---Strange for us to understand each other when we shouldn't in the first place,"

"You don't seem like you're cosplaying Naruto or some sort---wait---I think I know now." Lending the subject matter on the idiosyncrasies of Satoru after listing down all things considered to be able to escape, he would be of linchpin to your getaway. In the light of being aware that he was the one and only who could get a gist of your every word.

But, could you? really?

By the looks of it, you were going to have a difficult time after all because it was like he knew what you were already thinking in advance before you could even take countable measures to your escape attempts.

"Kakashi! Kakashi! You're a fan of the anime then!" your focal point was now on Gojo who kept on eating, "---Show me your eye! You're probably keeping something under those blindfolds---some contact lenses or some sort!"

In a blink of an eye, the Jujutsu Sorcerer stood clear of your grasp without a hitch. You've wanted to pilfer his blindfolds off him just by how you tried to reach out without a doubt. Satoru had not activated his Infinity, it was the neutral form of the Limitless which is commonly known as the ability to stop or slow things down for all people who knew how his abilities worked. Actually, he could if he wanted, but chose not to for haphazard reasons. Perhaps, it was because you knew nothing of their work nor appeared to be a person who would simply comprehend what being a Jujutsu Sorcerer meant.

It was either you were crazy enough to understand or mad enough to skedaddle once he even tries to activate a little bit of his techniques.

There was no in between unless you've finally came to a realization that this would be your new-normal rather than your life back in your dimension. A dimension where Satoru certainly never knew of.

He seized you to it at warp speed, catching your fingers in between his used chopsticks without even bothering to look as he leaned away from your touch. You didn't even took the time to breath out a breath that you have been holding and this man had you caught in your leashes.

You were probably around the bend because all you can ever think of right now was the astonishment you're feeling. This man held some aberrant skills that you could hardly guess of.

"Eh? Kakashi?" Gojo, who left you lost for words by the whole interaction, gently pushed your hand away in no sweat, guilelessly blinking back at his students. Though, Itadori was the only one who bothered to watch like a silent gossiper in the background before the student shrugged to himself, "---Yuji, you know a Kakashi?"

"No, Sensei." Sukuna's vessel insouciantly insisted, idly blinking back at his Sensei, "---Is it an anime?"

A backlash of your previous behavior prior to when you've woken up to his face. Gojo Satoru felt that this amazed feedback you were in the process in could be considered as a positive one. You were capable of adapting towards their craziness, it just needed time, effort and trust just like how your mind would fix itself into knowing what you had for the Jujutsu Society.

"I'm taking it back, Fushiguro. I don't understand a single thing she says. I don't like her." Nobara was in a garbled mess for her noshing. Megumi ignored a couple quips from her, unbothered by how he was staunchly jabbed to the side, making him stumble from his seat because Yuji Itadori sat in the middle of them as Nobara sat on the other.

"Even you, Yuji. Get away from me!" She added, pushing the pink-haired student one more time to give herself more space as he was actually taking some of the seat's area, while Megumi was left breathing down complains incoherent for everyone to hear.

"Gojo-sensei seems to be the only one who could. Though, he speaks the same language as we do and she understands him," Yuji Itadori was scrutinizing your every move. He'd witnessed how your mood immediately changed from being astounded to a fit of nark from the second that the server provided plates of Chocolate and Matcha Mochis in front of Gojo like you were optimistic to have some, but your recognition that you only met them today stands in the fight that you had within yourself.

Or you were just stubborn enough to starve and take pride over believing that the Sensei they look up to was an abductor.

Yuji wanted to help your skepticism over everything, that you were driven to their world with a reason that their Sensei never tells nor speak of. But, he chose not to bother because he never knew how to word it out right especially that you speak of different language.

Language Barriers are indeed a pain in the neck.

Besides, their Sensei might have something beneath his sleeves for however he would let you habituate during your stay in Tokyo Jujutsu High.

"Weird." Nobara managed to talk with her mouth full of Sushi, "---Like she existed and have been teleported to understand no one but him."

"What an unlucky fate for her then." Fushiguro mumbled, his own chopsticks in between his lips as he stared on his plate.

Unfortunately, Gojo heard his mumbling and chose to broach over the subject. One hundred percent understanding his sudden acerbity which has gotten the Jujutsu Sorcerer student stiffening his posture, "Oi! What do you even mean by that, Megumi?" he harmlessly teased, finding no offense to whatever his student wanted to point out.

Mochi, a Japanese rice cake made out of short-grain Japonica glutinous rice and other more ingredients displayed right before you---no. Scratch that. Right before, Gojo Satoru's side of the table. You were sure that just by seeing the sight of it was enough to make your stomach rumble in discontent. Claiming to own what you were known for back in your country, the woman who owned Chomp for Sweets wasn't actually just a living lie. Forsooth, you were a woman living with a sweet tooth and seeing all the numerous pastries of Japanese delight placed before you screams that white-haired Cyclops fancies them as well.

Did he really? Gojo doesn't appear to be of a man who was fond of them. If he was then it was all endearing.

Endearing, you repeated and heard your inner thoughts echo in the back of your head, making your reach out for your face and actually want to slap yourself for thinking so.

You did not just think he was adorable after not even offering you some?

"I haven't actually fully introduced them to you," Gojo took you out of your contradicting miseries, taking your attention away from your heated face, "---My dear students, introduce yourselves!"

The two first year, Jujutsu Sorcerers carried on their masticates while Itadori had the civility to set forth in the activity of knowing you, being the only one who remained eye-contact as he talked.

"Not until I finish this," Nobara chewed her Sushi that filled the ample of her cheeks.

Timorous as he may be, Sea Urchin have actually had the courtesy to introduce himself first rather than the amicable student that Satoru had, "My...name...is Fushiguro Megumi." he inertly conversed, impassively watching you from beneath his luxuriant, black eyelashes that made you squint his eyes at him.

You couldn't believe he had such lucky genes.

"I....am...Yuji Itadori!" The rose-haired student began excitedly, giving a big salute and a toothy smile that kept your heart in awe.

She was a rose amongst thorns, probably also able to prick you with it as she finally managed to swallow a big chunk of her Sushi, "Kugisaki Nobara," the pretty, ginger-haired woman who was thoroughly blessed in the physical aspects which can be called beauty introduced herself.

Though, she manifested that she did not like you one bit, much to your dismay.

Everyone was bearing into the perception of perfect. How it was possible? You had no idea.

Not wanting to skip another moment to introduce himself, thinking you might have another set of fluctuating amnesia---well, you had amnesia. But, you weren't forgetful to the point you'd let his name slip out of your mind. It was already done and hearing his name was enough because it was already consuming enough that you had to keep repeating how it sounded in your head for the 30th time of the day, "---and I'm---" Gojo started with a grin, slightly turning on his seat to face you with a beam, but apparently you've cut him off.

"I know, I know. At least let me borrow money for a plane ticket, I'll pay you back, Satoru. That's your name right? Satoru? Surname's Gojo?"

Was it the way you said it? How churlish it was to their point of view. They were sure you looked younger than their teacher. But, a lot older than they are. Legal to be precise. It sounded like a flippant regard of their Sensei's name when it escaped your mouth or you weren't just educated towards their culture.

Trying to perceive your actions, you sounded like you knew him well enough that you were treating him as someone equal---just human. Someone who did not care for his achievements nor abilities. When in real time, you could instantly be obliterated if the Strongest Sorcerer wanted to.

For all they know, you probably do not realize who he actually was.

The trio disrelished your salutation like it was the least they expected from you. Were foreign people always like that? They mentally thought all together, continuously keeping a weather eye, "What? You guys look like I offended the whole world. I'm not calling him in some Japanese honorifics because first of all---I am still confused and mad that I'm being held as captive over whatever is needed that I should remember!"

To everyone's ignorance, Gojo took nothing of it to heart and authorized whatever you wanted to call him. He was smiling, widely still so and with a gesture of his hand, he brushed it off and chuckled beneath his breath.

"Eh, It's fine, we're close."

His students gave him a look, wondering how the heck did that happen in such a short period of time.

"She just arrived three days ago, Sensei." Yuji implored with a raise of his brow, curious enough to know how did that happen.

Well, he wasn't one to judge if he were to talk about Aoi Todo.

"We've built friendship for three days then?" The Sensei answered with shrug of his shoulders, reaching for a piece of chocolate Mochi with his chopsticks.

"While she was asleep? Does nobody want to talk to you anymore that you had to chat with unconscious people?"

Satoru took no account of Megumi's question, too preoccupied with his desert and for the fact that their Sensei knew you were eyeing the sweet pastry from the moment it was served, leaving him to tease you especially that he heard your stomach grumbling.

"Fushiguro," Yuji quietly scolded his friend, digging in another set of Sushi platter.

"What?" Megumi deadpanned with a raise of his brow.

Gojo Satoru was trying to keep himself from grinning ear-to-ear as he heard your stomach rumble for the fourth time this day. He was finding so much fun for the reactions you were having, it felt like all the thunder and clouds were above your head right now that he had to devour another Mochi in his mouth, showing you as he deliberately chewed.

"You sure you're gonna' take a plane ticket?" he chewed on his own sweet treat before he added another information that made you blink at him twice. "---Or just call Ijichi and take the private plane? You choose, Tiny-Chan. Unless your business, your friends or your home doesn't actually exist back in your country right now,"

So, he rich-rich. You blinked twice, finally finding where his eyes were beneath his blindfolds. The curvatures being the only depiction of what you can imagine him to be. His eyes still an enigma ought to be explored. Your curiosity spiking through the roof as it made your insides turn mushy.

What did he actually looked like beneath it?

"I think I've hit my head too hard," a mumble of truth escaped your lips, the words reaching Gojo's hearing. He responded with a one-liner, humming as if to be on the same mind with you.

"Hm, maybe a little too hard for your tiny brain and height to process," a pause. Satoru raised his chopsticks, gesturing towards his plate of sweet delights that rested in front of his table as if to poke fun for your own pathetic, sweet cravings. "---You sure you're not touching that?" he added, lightly walking on thin thread over your annoyance that the order of Mochis wasn't for you, "---You've got a sweet tooth too, then?" The Jujutsu Sorcerer dropped down further mocking remarks that made you fall on your seat more, incognizant over your own expressions that he immediately read through you, "---Though, you're not allowed to have them. Heh."

There was this feeling that made you want to run off the hills. One reason was because you really wanted to go home and just make yourself invisible from everyone so that you could be free from their presence and Second was because of Satoru's teasing that you find abnormally benign to the heart. The way it was delivered tells you that he was just playing around and having that sort of sentiment just by officially meeting him today can be risky.

The experience gave you Deja vu for an encounter that has happened in the past regarding with men that has somehow gave you the butterflies every now and then.

All of a sudden, this menace of a man named Gojo Satoru was giving you the chimera that you've actually seen him somewhere despite of just knowing that he existed until today.

"You've ordered that for yourself. I've been eyeing those Mochis since the first time it landed on our table," you grumbled, eyebrows tightly furrowed. Your voice stuck in your throat as if you were suffering in your own cravings and misery.

Satoru's grin went wider if that was even possible, grinning like a Cheshire cat as he devoured another piece which wholly filled his mouth. "Eh! Sucks to have brain injury then." the latter talked with his mouth full, a dulcet laugh vibrating out of his chest that has gotten your toes rickety.

The way his laugh sounded---a conglomeration of contradicting adjectives that you can think of. He was probably right. You were really having brain-injury for how you were seeing things in your own perceptions. His laugh consisted of bonbons, pleasant and wholehearted. Presumably keeping cryptic ingredients inside because of what other secrets he was probably hiding from everyone. Butterscotch for the intriguing resonance it held with an additional sprinkle of sour-candies for the derisive twang every now and then.

What was suddenly happening to you?

"You---You told me I was fully healed by the school doctor!" Stumbling on your words, these thoughts got stuck in your throat. Megumi observed without a word, taking heed of your jimjams and from the way you were acting were like the women that were captivated by their Sensei, the women whom surrounded Gojo whenever they were out and about.

Though, you seem like you were fighting for your life and just wanted to melt through it all, trying not to make it obvious or that you were in utter disbelief because of how the thought looked unrealistic to everyone.

However, to his students---it wasn't impossible. Barely. Women...practically throw themselves at him and the Sensei also knew, trusted and believed he was that attractive as hell.

Megumi Fushiguro languidly blinked to himself as he went on and ate in silence.

"Not entirely. Not until you've snapped out of your amnesia. Shoko emphasized you're in between being delusional and forgetting your whole existence," Gojo stated as a matter of fact, his tone in a sing-song voice that ignited a voice you've been keeping inside that made the three students jump in their seats.

"I TOLD YOU, I HAVE NO AMNESIA! I AM PERFECTLY FINE! I JUST DON'T REALLY KNOW WHO YOU GUYS ARE!"

The table shook beneath everyone, inattentive that you've kicked Itadori on his knees in which he did not mind because it actually didn't hurt a lot. The first year student was just utterly bewildered by your sudden outburst that you had him staring at you with his cheeks filled with food.

Nevertheless, their Sensei cared less and snatched out his phone from his pockets, quickly typing something as he thoughtlessly responded, "Right, amnesia. Says that tough scar you have on your forehead now. Hold on a sec," Gojo was humming as he did so, keeping the tip of his chopsticks in his mouth, "---Google here states that Amnesia refers to the loss of memories, such as facts, information and experiences." he sounded totally unconcerned, dropping down his chopsticks on the side while he pointed at one of his students, specifically the black haired one.

"You're currently in the state of in-denial. We could adapt to that. Right, Megumi?"

You and Gojo had your gazes fixed at Fushiguro who was left dumbfounded for the abrupt question. The first year Jujutsu Sorcerer gazed back, aghast from how he was suddenly involved in the debate you were having with his Sensei.

"Megumi, right? Can I hit him?"

Were you asking him a question? Megumi silently thought to himself, expressions lukewarm which made you not know what he was thinking at the present time.

"Huh?" Megumi emitted an audible hum that reached everyone's ears that surrounded the table.

You pointed an assertive finger towards the man who was beginning to get your dander's up, "Your blind teacher? This guy. This one."

Oh, how confident you sounded. Gojo kept his mouth shut, covertly snickering on the side from the idea as he crossed a leg. You won't even have the chance to try, if you wanted. "If you could get to touch me, I guess." the Strongest Sorcerer mumbled to his own, shrugging his broad, stalwart shoulders before his focal point was on a plate filled with sweet confections.

"Yes." Sea Urchin deadpanned, a scowl deepening from the question he didn't quite comprehend.

Itadori went on in giving curious glances to the three of you, not understanding what the heck was going on. "Did you even understand her, Fushiguro?"

"No idea. She just seemed to be asking a question,"

It was difficult to believe Satoru's words. The lack of credence was getting your mind into thinking why your identity was capable of being inexistent. Based on his sole phrases and explanations, experiences from the taxi-cab ride where he was confident enough to lend you his phone and call someone who was---as stated by Satoru himself---phantasmal till the time that you were both pulling each other's legs, figuratively.

He seemed to be rather pushy that you were in the middle of an intense amnesia and that you've travelled to a different world---their world where you had to be beneficial for them.

By remembering what he was trying to show you a picture or illustration of.

A freakin' manga panel, as you highly believed it came from.

You couldn't accept it. Everything that was happening felt too good to be true in a negative kind of way because the experience would be of a fantasy. Would it be called a dimensional-teleportation magic?

Space-warp?

A preternatural multiverse?

The idea only existed in the movies and you held strongly on that.

Hence, which is why planning another escape method to vanish within their fingers---these people who surrounded you that seemed to be out of their minds was the right thing to do.

Because you deeply believed they were still somehow normal.

"I need to pee." It was frank, straight to the point. A genuine slip of your tongue. You really needed to take the loo. Even so, you also had other empty-headed plans. Your knees were shaking because of the crisp breeze and from your thin casual, sleep-wear clothing, compared to their thick set of uniforms, it wasn't exactly a lot.

You were also on tenterhooks because of an escape plan that had at least a fifty percent chance of being successful.

Nonetheless, you were heedless that just by being in the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer's presence alone, given that it would be a point one percent of a success rate because everyone who encircled around him were already on the palm of his hands and they didn't even have to blink an eye.

The Gojo Satoru, prominent to everyone in the Jujutsu Society but also being an absolute threat to the higher ups and to everyone who abhorred his existence ever since he was born---the actual power he holds---is being messed around and not be taken seriously by a mere non-sorcerer?

Your defiance and obstinate determination over refusing to believe him out of all has gotten him interested.

To the point that he knew you've avoided the restrooms and dashed out of the restaurant's doorway in a nippy.

Gojo Satoru knew you were still utmost skeptical out of all. You were more of a firm believer of your own opinions---headstrong because you needed proof of what and who they really are in their world.

"Gojo-sensei," Itadori probed and mused on the subject, staring wide-eyed as he blinked over your retreating form, see to it that you were utterly ignorant over where to go because you had no idea over the routes and roads that worked in Japan because you had no maps nor GPS.

Nobara had her elbow on the table, a fist catching her jaw as she also watched you scram in the midst of her sighs, leaving no words because she knew you were bound to come back to them no matter how you hated because as far as she could understand, you only had their Sensei as a way for help if only you could see the bright side of it.

"Yes, Yuji?" Satoru gave his student a benevolent smile, already sensing where you were headed.

"She just left the restaurant."

Megumi was scrolling on his phone, searching through the news or probably information about the people who were already probably dead and have been involved around a Grade-2 curse spirit out in Sumida. However, despite being occupied on his phone, the first year student was actually listening to the conversation, "Gojo-Sensei probably threatened her,"

Gojo pointed his chopsticks at him, feigning his offense with a shocked expression, "I did not!" he gasped, mouth turning an 'o' before it fell as he dwelled, "---Hm, maybe, a little bit?"

"She's trying to escape." Straightaway, Yuji stood on his seat, holding onto the cherry-colored hood of his jacket as he was leaning over the table to see where you went and probably hovering over Fushiguro which got his friend in another grumbling fit. "---Oh, she left."

Satoru paid no heed to that and continued to express his admiration over such toothsome Mochi's that were left on his plate. "I know---," he admitted with no rush, remaining on his seat as he sat tight. Gojo wanted you to have at least, your kind of fun before you could see his face again, "---and I need to finish this last piece of mochi,"

Perhaps, you were one who liked to play a little chase with the Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer alive.

Tiny-Chan's living the dream, doesn't she? As always. 😥😫 Also, I was snickering when I had to include Taylor Swift and how Yuji, Megumi and Nobara gets lost in translation whenever they're speaking to Tiny-Chan. HEHEHEH. I giggle over my own references and jokes, people. I'M SORRY! (T3T)

Anyway, FEEDBACKS ARE SO MUCH APPRECIATED! <3

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What I think the Haikyuu boys would listen to pregame but like canon and not how everyone wants them to be:

Karasuno: Seems like pop music and total memes like WATchU Kno Bout RoLLing DoWn in the DeEp would be their bread and butter. Tanaka and Noya really carried the playlist but Hinata actually added a few as well. He added the all time great, beloved, Call Me Maybe. They actually get down to the music as well. Like embarrassingly hard.

Fukurodani: I’m feeling some EDM I don’t know, just feels right. Like Bokuto would just start doing the most pulling out like the sprinkler and all that jazz and the rest of them watch in awe and disgust until Akaashi manages to make him stop.

Nekoma: Rap, like old rap. NWA, Pac, Biggie, all of those obit hits. I feel like Kuroo likes old rap he just gives me that energy. They all can get down actually. Kenma got brainwashed and is now converted into liking it but he used to hate rap. Big character development. I like to imagine them walking up to Straight Outta Compton or the Bad Boys theme

Johzenji: They are blasting the loudest and most explicit music they can find and just screaming to the lyrics throughout warm ups. CRAWLING IN MY SKINNNNN…. Like that. It’s a sight to behold.

Shiritorizawa: lol Anime ops. Jkjk Tendou definitely snuck like Silhouette from Naruto in though or something like it. Heavy guitar and bass music rap and rock. Only the oldies, Ushijima is an old soul. Jk he just is an old man at heart and says that back in the day the music was better, hEs so QuIrky. Can’t fault him though, the man likes classics. Think Seven Nation Army and Enter Sandman.

Seijoh: A literal hodgepodge, old Nick theme songs like the Drake and Josh and iCarly theme LMFAO THE VEGGIE TALES THEME FOR KINDAICHI ,( from the legends Hanimaki and Matsukawa) more older music(thanks Iwa), old and new pop, especially T Swizzle, (from his highness himself) really aggressive rap music from a certain angry puppy, they have a great time though.

Inarizaki: Atsumu really likes country music but Osamu really hates it but likes new rap music, which Atsumu hates in turn so there is a power struggle there. Aran doesn’t really care too too much and Suna is just amused by the screaming matches the two have, Kita ends up putting on a like a generic one that has a bunch of old hits from like 2014 and the team is happy enough with that. Side note: the team jams hard to Thrift shop is the teams jam and they go full out to it with Suna videoing it all.

[nagipops]

COOKING HEADCANONS!

FEATURING: kiba inuzuka, naruto uzumaki, shikamaru nara

WARNINGS: food cw

KIBA

kiba, you would’ve loved crock pots

does not understand the concept of cooking

“why not throw everything in a pot and be done with it?! if it’s going into your belly, what’s the point of going through all this hassle?!”

he was literally just waiting for the water to heat up

still eats anything and everything though

seriously, you could feed this man straight up DOG FOOD and he’d rate it five michelin stars

loves anything and everything involving meat!

sneaks scraps of meat and veggies to akamaru under the counter. ALWAYS.

you would reprimand him for it, saying you needed those for a broth, but him and akamaru would give you the cutest puppy eyes that you just gave up

kiba has mistaken salt for sugar. and sugar for salt.

it happens nearly every time that you think it’s some sort of superpower?? to always mistake salt for sugar??

either way, he loves spending time with you and the two of you goof off a lot in the kitchen!

NARUTO

SOOO impatient

“is it done yet?” “no.” “is it done yet?” “no.” “is it done... now?” “no.” “how about now?” “no.” “oiiii, i’m starving!” “yelling at the ramen isn’t going to make it cook faster, idiot!”

this exact conversation goes down every time you cook with him

while the broth was boiling, he decided he needed to taste it so that it “wasn’t too salty”

you both well know he was just impatient

this man leaned over the steaming pot, took a sniff, and reached his finger in and dipped it in the pot. in the boiling broth.

the sound that ensued nearly deafened you, making you drop whatever you were holding in the process. (lets hope it wasn’t a knife)

naruto was flailing his arms all over the place, screaming and crying out for help

you knew you should reprimand him for his idiocy foolish actions, but it appears he’s already learned that his actions have consequences

loves making ramen with you, especially

one day you hid the naruto fishcakes as a joke and replace it with menma, and this man got SO DISAPPOINTED that he physically deflated and sulked in the corner of the living room for half an hour

you felt so bad that you finally brought out the fishcakes and this man lit up like the SUN

the hard-earned meal afterwards is always worth it, especially for naruto!

SHIKAMARU

just slumps his body over your shoulders while you’re trying to cook

“shikamaru! if you’re going to be in the kitchen, make yourself useful!” “but (y/nnnnnn)...”

yawns heavily and stretches before obeying your commands

definitely calls you ma’am/sir/boss in the kitchen and you love it

he would never admit it, but he secretly adores when you notice he’s having some trouble doing something and you come up behind him, guiding his hands with yours

he gets all flustered and blushy, saying “i-i can do this myself!”

you both know he probably can’t, but you also both secretly love when this happens which is quite often

sometimes he even pretends to struggle at something just so you’d help him

“hmm... i’m having such a hard time slicing these, if only i had a pair of hands to help me...”

such a tease in the kitchen

might heat the water up or maybe even peel an apple, but you know he’s devoted when he dices an onion for you

even if he dislikes doing the work, it’s worth it to spend time with his favorite person while enjoying a delicious meal together

warms up to cooking with you as time goes on, and he even looks forward to it after a long mission!

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Hey so if you have to choose between hinata and sakura who would you choose i think you hate both but just wanted your opinion and what do you think could make them a likeable character like hinata choosing to change the hyuga clan and sakura treating naruto write

Have a good day ☺️ don't overwork yourself.

I would choose neither, Anon!!!! For they are completely useless in terms of skillsets and their sole existence revolves around the boys they fret over!!!

I would prefer Karin, instead. [[Am not a fan of her, just in case if you mistake me for one]]... But she certainly touched my soft spot when she put that pink trash in her place in this scene.

Yes, Karin is just as horny as Pinky and Pinata... And at times I found it to be downright annoying. But atleast she has some gall to call out people from time to time, even Sasuke.

Atleast her skillsets are amazing. She handled an entire Orochimaru Hideout single handedly. Her Chakra sensing, Lie detecting, Chakra chains, Healing by Chakra replenishment.... are all superior skills when you compare these with those girls. Look at her skills when Sasuke fought Danzo.

Objectively speaking, If you are not Sasuke and you decide to hire her, she could offer you much more than what those trashy girls could offer. Because before Sasuke’s path crossed with hers... She was managing an hideout full of weird creepy, rough men who could kill her at any time. Meaning, her life was not entirely about Sasuke. 

what do you think could make them a likeable character like hinata choosing to change the hyuga clan and sakura treating naruto

HINATA

A Clan cannot be changed by one person, anon. It requires co-operation from many people from her own clan and for that she needs to have some good conversation skills, as we all know she don't have such skills!!!... Fuck, even Itachi couldn't be able to convince his clan members from attempting a Coup, Given that he was touted as the Genius of Uchiha clan with superior skills... What the fuck this Pinatrash could do anything???

So, Logically I don't expect her to do such grand feat!!!

All she could do is to Honour her words atleast for once and stop orgasming over Naruto-Kun like an hentai heroine!!!

She said 'I never go back on my words. Because that's my ninja way' before Pain. Well, then why the fuck she couldn't protect Naruto??? If she can't protect Naruto, why is she making things worse!!!????

All she ever did was spouting lies and never did anything for Naruto other than being a burden.

And just for this piece of crap, Neji lost his life. Well??? She cried. Ok, Acceptable. But then why was she thinking about Naruto's hands after the very sad moment??? Complimenting a man's hand is a sexual innuendo related to a man's part. So, clearly this girl places her sexual desires above everything!!!! That's not the right place or timing to think about that shit.

What a disgusting trash she was!!!!

So, yes If she stays accountable to what she spouts, treats other people with sensitiveness and stop fretting over Naruto-Kun, that would be a good starter. But the opposite of whatever I said above is her Entire Character Design. So, I think its impossible.

SAKURA

When it comes to pinky, I don't know where to begin. Because I hate everything about her. And I certainly don't want to talk about her in detail here. Her entire personality is just irritating. Atleast she could start with a basic human thing. That is,

Genuinely caring about people who treats her better for once in her life.

It's not about Naruto alone..... Like Ino, Tsunade, Sai, Lee and you name it. I don't give a single fuck about some random moments where she cared about Lee or Ino or Naruto here and there....... I want consistency.

Here I am attaching a panel where Naruto thinks about Team 7 and Iruka, when he was about to fight Gaara.

First he thinks about Iruka,

Iruka is treating Naruto for a Ramen Lunch. He cares about Naruto, like a lot.

Next he thinks about Sasuke,

Sasuke is advising him to train harder to win against him, out of genuine care towards Naruto.

He thinks about Kakashi

Again Kakashi is advising Naruto to eat veggies instead of Ramen!!!! He even made a ‘post-it’ note on his wall. So sweet of him!!!

Then comes this pink trash

What the fuck is this shit???? Why the fuck she asks about Sasuke to him??? This shows she doesn't even care about Naruto!!!! I seriously don't know what Naruto liked about her.

Sakura fought Sasori just to get information about Orochimaru. It's not out of concern for Naruto.

Sakura tried to feed Naruto because of his devotion towards Sasuke. Not out of a genuine concern for Naruto.

Sakura's final confession had no mention of Naruto and Tsunade. It was all about her and herself alone.

In Part 2, she cared about Naruto here and there... And that's all. She was never consistent. And in War Arc, she almost became a dog on heat towards Sasuke. I think if Sasuke asks her for a fuck right then and there, she would oblige.... She was that pathetic and horny!!!!

So, yes... Sakura showing genuine concern towards someone would be a good starter. But somehow putting Sasuke on a very high pedestal and completely ignoring others is her core personality. Again, it's impossible.

For these girls, under any difficult situation, Romance is their driving force. Pinata could wet over Naruto's hands despite her brother's corpse was still fresh. Sakura could play steamy romance despite Sasuke was threatening to murder her Master and her Team mate.

In Short, These two are incorrigible creatures and totally useless because when these girls were introduced into the series in Part 1, they were already seen wetting over those boys. Meaning, they never had any realistic goals apart from getting into the pants of these guys. So, I would never prefer any of them.