#naruto shipuden fanfiction

[yu-huuuu]

Madara smiled as you nestled your face against his neck. He felt his heart flutter with happiness and tenderness as he heard your giggle while he planted a soft kiss on your head.

His arms wrapped around you as the darkness of the room enveloped both of you, but that didn't even matter to him, not as long as he had you in his arms. The warmth of your body pressed against his lulled him to sleep along with the gentle scent of your silky hair.

Madara scoffed at how ridiculous this whole situation was. The man who lead the grand Uchiha clan, the man who could defeat tailed beasts with just his eyes... was defeated by the warmth and tenderness of your embrace.

"Madara", your soft and sweet voice like honey called out to him from the dimness of his sleep, successfully pulling him away from the reverie you had put him in.

He hummed unwilling to pull away from you, simply not wanting to let go of your warmth. His cold hands warmed with the touch of your back. His heart, which sometimes he felt stopped beating, now beat softly and so wonderfully against his chest, making him feel alive after not being by your side all day.

The soft touch of your hand against his cheek caused him to open his eyes, meeting your gaze that looked at him without any fear. Obsidian met the rich color of your eyes. Madara felt his chest flutter. Unconsciously he leaning his head more towards the warmth of your hand, trying to enjoy your touch as much as he could.

"Madara"

There it went again, his name coming out of your soft lips making his ears feel warm. He leaned in trying to meet your eyes. "Yes?"

"Wake up"

He remained silent for a moment, completely confused about what you meant. "What?"

"Please, wake up", you pleaded as your precious eyes were filled with unshed tears.

"I... I don't understand"

"Madara, please wake up, this can't go on like this"

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"Madara... I'm dead"

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"Please... wake up"

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"Wake up"

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Madara woke up from his dream.

Feeling again like a dead man longing for the warmth of a woman who was also dead.

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fluff and angst? yes please

[saintsole]

you say it's because of my age, girl. but age ain't nothin' but a number

art by @sso_s__ on X!

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Kiba Inuzuka X afab!Reader

Synopsis: After training, MC and Kiba spend the afternoon eating their favorite snack at the local candy shop.

Word Count: 1,380

You were sitting on a tree branch, watching your boyfriend train with his dog. Smiling, you leaned on the trunk with three shurikens between your fingers. Without any hesitation, you threw the blades at Kiba. The Inuzuka heard the sounds of the blades coming his way. When he turned to face the shuriken, he smirked before swiftly evading the attack, landing on a tree branch near to yours.

"That is one cheap trick, [Name]" Kiba smirked at you, revealing his fang. Akamaru barked in agreement. "Oh come on, Kiba. I'm just improving your skills" You retorted then stood up on the branch. "Why won't you train with me? I know that you're a better shinobi than me" He said, standing on the branch as well.

"Maybe later, Inuzuka" Your eyes trailed down the grass. "After we have some fun!" You chimed then jumped off the branch. Kiba smiled at your cheery behavior. "Okay, [Name]. As you wish" He rubbed his brown hair and then jumped down the tree, followed by his dog.

"Okay, hime, what should we do today?" Kiba grabbed your hands and gave it a tight squeeze, locking eyes with yours. "Let's go and visit Haku's sweet shop. I hope there's a [f/f] odango candy" You smiled, stealing a kiss from him. "Okay! Let's go!" You pulled away then skipped off with his hand on yours.

You, Kiba, and Akamaru left the forest and went into the village. The two of you were walking side by side, hand in hand, with the white dog following behind, chatting and joking while on your way towards the local sweet shop.

Once the three of you arrived at the shop, you smelled the delicious aroma of the [f/f] odango candy. "Haku-san!" You called as you, Kiba, and Akamaru entered inside. "Ah! [Name]-san! Kiba-san! Welcome!" A young man in his twenties greeted the two of you. He has medium black hair, and fair skin and wears a plain white top and black pants. "Hello, Haku" Kiba smiled at the man.

"Please have a seat, I will be preparing your usual orders" The black-haired man flashed the two of you a smile before entering inside the kitchen. You and Kiba followed his instructions and sat near the door. You placed your elbows on the wooden table and rested your cheeks on your palm, staring at the male in front of you. You smiled at him.

"What's on my face?" He asked, giving you a confused expression, one brow raised and lips a bit curved down. "Nothing, honey~ I'm just wondering if you can be a sweet person" You smile with your eyes closed and swing your legs under the table. "I really can't understand you and your childish behavior... Geez....." He rubbed his head and then averted his eyes somewhere else.

"But that's the reason you loved me, right?" You said, still staring at him. "Well, you can say so. Maybe..." He hesitated to answer at first. Knowing your other secret side, the manipulative side. You smirked. "Let me make you a bit sweeter to reduce your bitter personality. "I'm not bitter nor sweet..." He retorted, giving you an unamused expression, resting his cheek on his palm.

"Okay then, do you believe that there's a forever?" You challenged him, sly smirk crept on your lips. "There's no forever, [Name]. Since we die eventually" He sighed at your stupid question. "Not that forever. Forever in love, I mean" Your brows twitched but you remained calm. "Either, [Name]. Some believe that love's not forever, some believe that there is" Kiba answered finally.

"Just like I said, I'm neither bitter nor sweet" He slyly smiled, and you removed your elbows and then smiled too. "Fine, but you can't complain when I turned you sweeter..." You stated. Kiba opened his mouth to argue but you stopped him. "... It's my decision, right?" You grinned at him. He scoffed, that's what he hated with your manipulative side. You always win in arguments, manipulating his answers.

"Your orders are here, [Name]-san, Kiba-san" Haku came back with two plates, one plate consists of 100 odango candies. One has [f/f] odango candies and the other has a mint flavor. Haku placed the plates down the mouth-sized sweets and looked at the two of you with a proud smile. "Also, I have some for Akamaru" He placed a white cloth with some odango candies on the floor. Akamaru didn't hesitate to munch on the candies.

You chuckled while watching the white dog devour his snacks. "Okay, I'll leave the two of you here" Haku flashed you a wink before heading back to the kitchen. You understand what he meant and you smirked inside. Kiba grabbed one small candy and put it inside his mouth, chewing, and savoring, before finally swallowing.

You grabbed one candy and shoved it inside your mouth, savoring each time you bit on it. You noticed Kiba enjoying his little snacks, eyes closed. An idea popped inside your head as you smirked, you grabbed one [f/f] Odango candy and put it inside your mouth. You waited for Kiba to finish his candy before you made a move.

"Sometimes, when you always eat the same thing all over and over again, you will get tired of it" He stated then looked at you. Without any warning, you leaned your face to him, forcing him into a kiss. His eyes widened at your sudden action as cheeks started to heat up. While you stayed in that position with closed eyes.

Kiba is still frozen in his spot, you took this as an advantage then leaned more aggressively as he moaned. You slipped your tongue in his mouth, letting him taste the melted [f/f] flavor of your candy. When Kiba noticed your need, he didn't hesitate to kiss back and started a tongue battle.

The two of you continued the passionate kiss for a moment and then parted for air. You pulled back a bit, your mouth was still open as saliva hung between yours and Kiba's mouth. You panted for air as your cheeks were still dark red. After that, you leaned back in your chair and fixed yourself.

"That was one cheap trick again, [Name]" Kiba barked at you. "You said it yourself, I have a manipulative side. Whenever I want something from people, I manipulate them to give it to me" You retorted. "And also--Mhm!" You didn't have the chance to construct your sentence when Kiba leaned on you, forcing you for a kiss.

Your eyes widened in surprise as his tongue made its way into your partly open mouth. A taste of mint in his tongue, and you couldn't help but taste it. You looked at his eyes and they showed challenge, you smirked then furrowed your brows in determination to win the challenge.

You roughly kissed back, earning a grunt from him. But Kiba didn't want to lose, his tongue explored every corner of your mouth until he found a special place. He aggressively licked that part, gasped then he continued on his work. Every time he returns to that part, you let out a moan.

After some time, you quickly broke and then gasped for air, panting as sweat beads decorated on your face. You looked at a grinning brown-haired male and glared at him. "That is unforgivable," You said in a venom-filled voice. "Eh~? Why? Can't I do that to you too? You're not the only one who can be manipulative, you know. And you also said it yourself, you manipulate people to give you what you want. Isn't that what you want?" He said.

You grimaced and then hissed under your breath. Kiba chuckled and earned your attention. "What?" You snapped, crossing your arms in frustration. "Nothing, now you achieved your goal," He said. You tilted your head in confusion at his statement. He chuckled again. "Remember what you said? That you're going to make me sweeter? Well now I became one" He smiled. You smiled back. "You're right" Then leaned again to give a quick peck on the lips.

[vote-gaara]

The Sands of Time: Gaara's Story (Chapter 4)

Read third chapter here Read on AO3

Chapter Summary: The elder, Jōseki, brings his concerns regarding the Tsunzu tribe to the rest of the council members, and the elders grow concerned that damaging their alliance with the tribe would spill disaster for their water resources. The elders purpose to have Gaara sacrificed and for Shukaku to be given to the Tsunzu tribe as a peace offering, and as a way to build a more impervious Jinchuriki.

Meanwhile, Gaara leaves the party with Kaiya where they both discover they have nothing in common and wouldn't make very good friends. Unless, of course, squabbling is a sign of healthy friendship....

Words: 2886

Warnings: Mention of murder, assassination

Author's Notes: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. .

Chapter Four: No Friends Anywhere

“What is the meaning of calling this council, Jōseki?” One of the elders of Sunagature, Sajō, inquired as he let out a tremendous yawn. Through squinting eyes, he peered at the other elder expectantly, resting his face in the palm of his hand. 

“Yes, what matter is so urgent that it couldn’t wait until tomorrow?,” Another councilman, Ryūsa, asked impatiently.

Jōseki scanned the table of faces before him, all of which held a variation of annoyance at having been called to the chambers on such short, ambiguous notice. However, inconvenience or not, it was Jōseki’s duty to address his concerns promptly. 

“I implore you to once again reconsider the promotion of Lord Fourth’s children.” Jōseki asserted, his voice firm and full of authority.

“This again,” Scoffed Ryūsa. “The council has already cast its judgment, whatever personal spite you have against Lady Temari, Lord Kankuro and Gaara, please engage in some restraint. The village is in a vulnerable state, we need talented shinobi at our disposal.”

“Though our damaged relationship with The Land of Fire is still a pressing concern, I must inform you that an internal conflict has risen that requires immediate attention,” Jōseki argued, “I am not ashamed to admit that I have been the mediator for the Tsunzu tribe, and Lord Kōji has expressed his adamant dissent. He has threatened war.”

“War!” Sajō couldn’t help himself, bursting forth a dubious laugh. “What means does he have to wage a war on Suna?”

“Hold your skepticism, Sajō.” Ryūsa warned, leaning forward over the round wooden table, the long, white sleeves on his cloak draping over the glossy surface. His face darkened. “The Tsunzu tribe has been one of Sunagature’s founding families, and they specialize in channeling underground water streams. Their alliance is the very reason Sunagature has been able to sustain itself for as long as it has. They are the reason we have this oasis.”

“What?!” Sajō demanded, “I know of this family name, but they are a bunch of well-diggers, I have no knowledge of them being shinobi.”

“That is correct only on a technicality,” Ryūsa explained, “As a precautionary measure, the Tsunzu people do not use their clan name when enlisted. Some use a marital surname while others create a new name for themselves to protect their tribe’s identity.”

“That is correct,” Jōseki agreed, “As water users, they are invaluable to desert settlements, and thus their tribe could be the target of genocide from those looking to weaken our resources.”

 Sajō’s face strained, his teeth clenching together to steady the alarm he felt. “Why have I never heard of this?”

“For the very same reason we’ve just discussed.” Ryūsa growled, his voice was as dark as the rapidly encroaching night. “Jōseki, what has Lord Kōji requested?”

“He decrees we strip Lord Fourth’s children of both their Chunin rank, and their ties to the Kazekage title.” Jōseki explained. 

“No!” Sajō exclaimed, his voice booming and adamant. Though many of the Sunagature elders were resolutely pragmatic, Sajō’s loyalty to the newly deceased Kazekage was unwavering and thus made him impassioned. “There simply must be room for diplomacy in this matter. We can’t abandon the Kazekage name without dishonoring the village and all those who have sacrificed to build it.”

“Sajō-” Jōseki warned but was cut off.

“Though Gaara complicates this matter, Lady Temari and Lord Kankuro are good shinobi and their talents are an asset. We simply do not have the manpower to rely on any other family name to hold the title of Kazekage.”

“Indeed that does complicate things,” Ryūsa agreed before turning back to Jōseki. “Perhaps we can reach an agreement of sorts…I might have an idea.”

Jōseki squinted, his uncertainty apparent. “Lord Kōji was adamant in his demands.”

“Yes, and his demands could easily be met,” Ryūsa nodded, “But perhaps with a compromise: Temari and Kankuro may retain their status at the head of the Kazekage clan, but we sacrifice Gaara. With that, we could extract Shukaku from him and allow the Tsunzu tribe to create a jinchuriki of their own make.”

“Would that be wise?” Sajō asked, his demeanor had calmed slightly. 

“We have long since understood the limitations Gaara’s abilities have with water, and now with Lord Rasa’s death and the lack of his gold dust to counter any rampages, we have to look at other options. Gaara has been and will always be unpredictable - a failure.” Ryūsa explained. “Although Gaara’s abilities are proving themselves to be more useful as he ages, his instability is still a cause for concern. If we eliminate him and offer Shukaku to the Tsunzu people, they may very well create a shinobi who may wield the same powers as Gaara, but who is also impervious to water. This shinobi would be fit to be Kazekage, if raised with care and caution, of course. We can learn from the failures in handling Gaara.” 

“That plan would take years to conduct!” Sajō argued, but Jōseki immediately interjected.

“No…” Jōseki’s voice lowered, “This could very well be the solution. After all, Lord Kōji has made known his contempt for quick fixes…”

“Very well,” Ryūsa said as he leaned back in his chair, nodding to himself. “Then Jōseki, we shall leave it to you to bring this compromise with Lord Kōji.”  

Jōseki nodded and was about to adjourn the meeting when Ryūsa cut in again. “Where are Lord Fourth’s children, anyways?” He asked.

“Undoubtedly at that frivolous Chunin Party,” Sajō muttered, his shoulders still tense and his unease still heavily apparent.

“And Gaara?”

“Likely skulking around the village, as he does in the evening.” Jōseki responded. “Are you implying that we take care of this matter tonight before I can inform Lord Kōji of our proposal?”

“No,” Ryūsa shook his head, “Not tonight. I was just thinking that we may have to promise Lord Kōji a later date than what would be desirable.”

“What do you mean?” Jōseki asked.

“Well you see, I have another mission lined up for the three of them that must be taken into account before Shukaku’s extraction.” Ryūsa explained, his voice smooth and casual. 

Jōseki and Sajō’s eyes narrowed at the other elder, and at the same time asked “And what mission would that be?”   

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Gaara did not know how to react to his newly formed acquaintance, almost as if he had been sent on a mission without being briefed on all - or any - of the details. Though his intention in going to the party had been to try and chip away at the mountain of prejudice his village had formed around him, he hadn’t expected to be so…successful…if he could refer to his new predicament as a “success.”

Rather, Gaara was slightly taken aback by himself in realizing the sheer annoyance he felt in Kaiya’s presence. She nattered on and on, so much so that Gaara wanted to seal her mouth with sand, leaving her stranded until she got clever enough to work her way out of it, or until someone with more patience and understanding offered to assist her.

“Do you like reading?” Kaiya asked from where she sat next to him on a park bench. The night was quickly darkening and the streets of Sunagature were empty aside from the occasional bystander on their way home for an evening shift, or the rare wandering drunk who sang, sluring to themselves.

“No.” Gaara replied.

“Oh…” Kaiya said, but followed up again with, “Do you like chocolate?”

“No.”

“Oh…”

Kaiya carried on with an artillery of questions until finally she asked, annoyed, “Okay, so then what do you like? Just sitting here being all gloomy?” 

A shadow fell over Gaara’s face as he responded.

“No.”

Kaiya squinted at him for a moment as if trying to decode a tablet with some ancient language which was lost to the sands of time. After a moment she leaned back and with a matter-of-fact tone said, “Y’know, I’m not sure we’d make very good friends.” 

Gaara lowered his head, but he couldn’t help but glance her way. He couldn’t say that the sentiment was surprising, but the directness of it was; as if he had been expecting bad news only for said news to be something completely different than what was anticipated. In a weird way, it was somewhat refreshing to have her be so earnest with him with no traces of fear in her demeanor. 

“Well of course she won’t be afraid of me…Until she knows the truth” Gaara thought miserably, and then he realized why he was so ill at ease around her.

Kaiya did not know the truth about him; his past, his crimes, his status as Jinchuriki. Why should he spend time getting to know someone who would inevitably become afraid of him just like everyone else?

“I see,” Gaara said, his voice was level, almost flippant. “Then you would be the same as everyone else.” 

“What do you mean?” Kaiya looked over at him. Her voice was not cross or concerned, and Gaara would see that there was actually a curious light in her eyes, as if he had given her something interesting to consider. 

This reaction surprised Gaara and he furrowed his brow at her questioning gaze, an uncertain expression creeping across his face like an eclipse. He watched as Kaiya’s eyes missed nothing, tracking his features with immense curiosity, absorbing it like the ocean in her bluish-gray eyes. She blinked at him, leaning closer in anticipation. 

“Hmmm?” She insinuated before adding in a pressed, sing-song tone, “Do ya not have any friends cause you're a bit of a weirdo?” 

“Forget it.” Gaara scoffed, turning away from her. 

“Bit of a loaded statement to tell me to forget it,” Kaiya complained. She leaned back on the bench, pulling her legs up so that she could hug her knees to her chest. She rested her face on her one kneecap and peered at him. 

“Someone like you wouldn’t get it,” Gaara said hotly. 

“Okay, fine then.” Kaiya shrugged, and almost immediately her demeanor switched from enticement to that of complete boredom. She glanced around, yawned, and began ideally playing with the cuff of her jacket. A heavy silence fell over the two, which Gaara felt strangely insulted by, and even more so when Kaiya began humming softly to herself.

“You wouldn’t understand,” Gaara said defensively. “I grew up under very unusual circumstances.” Kaiya turned to look at him incredulously as he continued. “I did not have the luxury to grow up as perhaps you did, to be able to speak freely to people, to make friends…I…I was born a monster into a world that wished I would die and fade into the past. I have done terrible things, hurt people…I even killed the person I would’ve called ‘mother.’”

“You killed your mom?!” Kaiya exclaimed, her voice filled with the type of awe someone would have when interjecting during a story of grand heroism. “How did you kill her?” She asked eagerly. 

Gaara didn’t answer right away; rather he faltered and stared into Kaiya’s eyes, seeing his own puzzled face reflecting in her pupils. There was an edge to her that Gaara couldn’t quite place, and after some time he cautioned, “She died giving birth to me.”

Kaiya immediately deflated, recoiling back as if she had lost at a bet. “Well that doesn’t count!’ She claimed, throwing up her arms. “How can you say you murdered her when you were just a baby?”

Now it was Gaara’s turn to recoil, and he stiffened. Thoughts beyond his control began filtering into his brain. He remembered his father’s disapproval; he remembered the loneliness in the dead of night, yearning for his mother to come and be with him; he remembered Yashamaru’s words about how Karura hated him and cursed the village.

“You just don’t get it,” he snapped, his voice highly corrosive. 

“No, I get it just fine!” Kaiya exclaimed, “You can’t just go about your whole entire life feeling crummy about something that isn’t your fault, that’s just stupid.”

“Curious that a person in your position can claim stupidity so easily,” Gaara jabbed, his voice cold like the desert night. 

Kaiya’s eyes narrowed at him. “Curious that a person in your position can’t pull his head out of his ass. You said it yourself, you were born a monster, but how can that be true?! You didn’t mean for your mom to die, that wasn’t your intention at all, and you’ve lived your whole life letting people feed you lies about it? You honestly seemed smarter than that to me.”

“I was not born a monster for what I had done to my mother, I was born a monster because I was crafted as a ninja tool for this village.” Gaara was acutely aware of how stupid this argument was, and yet he couldn’t help himself. 

“Ninja tool?”

“My father was Kazekage and before I was bo-”

“Kazekage?” Kaiya interrupted, confused.

“The leader of Sunagature,” Gaara clarified quickly only to be interrupted once again.

“Like…This village, right?”

“Shut up,” Gaara insisted as Kaiya rolled her eyes at him, gesturing in an annoyed fashion for him to carry on. “My father was Kazekage and he sealed a beast named Shukaku inside me in order for me to wield its power and to protect the village, but I turned out to be a massive failure.” Kaiya’s annoyed expression softened slightly as she listened. “My father, realizing that I was unstable and a liability due to all the lives I took,  sent countless assassins after me in order to eliminate the threat I had become…” Gaara trailed off. 

Kaiya’s expression was full of pity, but Gaara - for a moment - felt that he saw a deep understanding pass across Kaiya’s face. She shrugged as if trying to offer something of use, and she began fiddling with her jacket cuffs again. “If that’s the case,” Kaiya said softly, “Why don’t you leave?”

“I have thought about it…” Gaara replied quietly. He could sense that Kaiya’s eyes were on him and he turned to meet them, seeing many things swirling in the depths of bluish-gray. 

A quietness fell between them, but it was different than those that had come before. 

“Well…” Kaiya offered quietly, turning away, “Seems to me that you don’t want to leave or else you would have by now.”

Gaara didn’t say anything. How could he? The statement caught him off guard and he reflected on it for a moment. Did he really not want to leave? How many nights had he wandered the village, hatred flowing through his veins? How angry he felt at the people, the world, his own village. There had been nothing to keep him there, really - no one powerful enough to stop him if he were to disappear into the night like the wind, no enticement from money or fame.

“So then…What is keeping me here?”

“Do you regret it?” 

Gaara’s deep thoughts were interrupted by Kaiya’s question, her voice was the most serious it had been all evening, and Gaara looked at her quizzically. “Regret?” He asked, having lost his train of thought.

“Yeah, all the stuff you did. Do you regret it?”

“A shinobi has no use for regret,” Gaara replied simply, though he found himself disbelieving his own words. 

“Regret…” He pondered, but he couldn’t address the notion further as Kaiya had suddenly become very loud.

“Shinobi?!” She cried in disgust, “Are you a shinobi?”

Gaara wheeled around, staring at her in the most condescending way he could physical muster. “Yes,” he said annoyed, “I told you I was born a ninja tool.”

“I know that, but it didn’t make any sense to me,” Kaiya asserted. “I thought you said that you failed at it.”

“You are really very stupid,” Gaara said as he simply could not hold himself back. 

“You’re stupid!” Kaiya roared, “And you have a stupid life.” She jumped up suddenly, throwing her arms in the air. “Everything is so complicated with you.”

“I’m sure that everything must seem complicated to someone like you,” Gaara shot back and Kaiya whirled around to face him.

“I don’t need any friend who is a shinobi,” She spat and turned to walk away before stopping suddenly. With the edge and heat still in her voice, but seemingly without shame she asked him, “Which direction is East?”

Gaara blinked at her, his mouth pulled back in disgust and yet he gestured in the direction she had asked and watched her stomp off a few paces before she changed her mind and stormed up to him again, a finger jutting into his face.

“And you know what?” Kaiya snarled, “I have met shinobi before, and they’re all the same: Egotistical, mindless pawns doing whatever the hell someone else tells them. They’re all money hungry drones who blame their lack of morals on bullshit like honor and dignity. But you, you, you are no shinobi. You’re nothing more than a kicked puppy!” 

With that Kaiya whipped around once again and tore off into the dark streets as Gaara watched her go in sheer astonishment. Had only she known that her insult missed its mark entirely and Gaara found himself sitting there, his heart beating rapidly; a small spark of hope flickering in his soul as it attempted to ignite.

[mariyand-r]

“Let Me Into Your Life” SasuSaku Comic

Introducing my very first comic book novel. It’s based on “Let Me Into Your Life” / “Впусти Меня В Свою Жизнь” fanfiction by @myrise

More pages are coming soon!

[ladymesk]

They give me that vibe, I'm just gonna say that. ❤❤❤

Credits: musubiki

[omoiintensifies]

Yo Sasuhina fans, I'm blatantly promoting a fan fiction 😂 Here: Tsuki 🌙

Apart from Sasuhina, the fic explores one of my favorite concepts from Naruto, which I think was simply not executed well. The concept of Infinite Tsukuyomi.

This is such a bold concept. I think the fact that we create Naruto art and fan fiction despite several years down the line suggests the important of fantasy that Madara couldn't sell that well 😂

The fact that we're obsessed with stories over real life is also just Tsukuyomi for me.

So do give the fic a read especially if you're into meta, angst, slow burn and the concept of pain.

Thanks!

[onmywaytofanfic]

Untold Chapter 6: Buzzing (Shino x OC)

I know it has been some time since I posted, but it has been a hard week. Hoping to post some more during this weekend and for future moments, I will usually post stuff during the weekend because being an adult sucks.

´Chapter 6 : Buzzing

It was unexpected; nobody has seen either of them in such a heating situation. Shino’s buzzing grew lauder, as a menace as if he was trying to prove that he was more pissed off than her, she did not get behind and her hive started to rise their volume too. Shibi’s hand appeared and separated both, they paid no attention to him and kept their hives in a lively song. Shibi started to grow his too, it sounded lower in pitch but more menacing that those lover’s quarrel. They step back a little:

“You should behave yourself better” Shino was enraged, more than that what happened to him is that he was unable to understand her, to follow her pace; and above all he was mad at his friend Kiba. He always found the way to piss him off when it comes to how awkward he behaves in general, for once he had found a way to interact with another human being and still be himself in all his weirdness. He was sad that she couldn’t tell him that he feels sad, that broke him in pieces, he thought that she could tell him whatever she felt, that he was someone that she could rely on. What went wrong? He felt hurt after hearing her talking like that about him, didn’t she love him? Did she recent spending time with him?

Nothing like that, it was pain, it was anger, it was fear both, were drawing in all those emotions like a piece of paper being sunk into the abyss. He was hurt for not being someone trustworthy for her. His eyes were holding back tears, her eyes were having trouble too refraining them to burst out of her sockets. Torune hold him and put him away from her, Shiori did the same. She entered the toilet, he left the room. Everyone was shocked, speechless, worried.

“He is such a …. “Words did not reach her lips, deep inside her heart, she was unable to say something mean towards the love of her life, yet she felt so frustrated for being unable to express her feelings as she should.

“She is such a … “words got stuck in his tongue while he bit it to refrain it from talking more about her. His wet eyes holding back a waterfall. His chest beating fast and his hands trembling. He deeply loved her; he could not speak his thoughts as freely as he wished.

Everyone was right, everything that they have been told has been proved right at that moment, they should have talked sooner. Now, would there be option to fix all of that? Of course, it was their first quarrel, and believe me that they will fight more times, although it would never be as cruel and harsh as this one…maybe. However, fighting would be the usual for this couple, quite the opposite. Yet, those stories are yet to come.

Right now…

“Shino” his father’s voices were harsher than before, clearly angry at his son for the little show that he had formed. Aburame do have feelings, emotions and show them off… however, sometimes it is better to have them under control precisely for the love that they do process towards the people that surround them. They need to be aware of that, and more importantly be sure how to manage their emotions. It is true that sometimes that lead to an actual poor management of those, as it was perceived by both lovers.

“She is mad at Kiba and the one that must endure that it is me? She just reproached me about her birthdays?! You said that it was an act of love, well there is proof there father that it wasn’t!” Shino suddenly notice how his tone was raised slowly and steady, he also noticed his father’s eyes clearly judging not just him but her too, although she was not in the room. Torune, quickly jump into the conversation before he could keep talking “She is mad at you because she heard Kiba talking to you” Shino looked at his brother “You did not let me finish before jumping into conclusions and making this whole mess even messier. She heard all of you talking about how she was, and I quote what I have been reported “Hinata’s replacement”

Shino froze. Torune looked at him fiercely, feeling that that freezing meant that he was in love with Hinata and toying with Reina’s feelings. His father also looked at him waiting for a response “the BBQ” Silence preceded those words. “Did she hear that?” Torune was about to reprehend his brother “She did not listen to the whole conversation… Those “ Shino was trying to keep it calm “It was Kiba, Naruto and the rest they… they were mocking and talking about how we haven’t had intercourse. They thought that I have been secretly loving Hinata for all these years, but I make it clear that it was not true…she...she should have heard that”

“Well, she clearly did not hear how you made things clear with your peers.” Torune sighed and Shibi too, it was, as they feared, a huge misunderstanding. However, Shino’s impromptu has aggravated things, they did not know.

“So… she…” Shino muttered

“She thinks that you have been playing with her feelings. The same thing you have just thought about her” His father tried to put his son’s thoughts into words.

“I have to…”

“Calm down and let her be calmed too. Stop this nonsense Shino. She was hurt and clearly, it is also her bad for not expressing what was on her mind, but you are too. None of you have had the courage to face your feelings and see what that has led both of you. To hurt each other deeply. Thinking things that were far from the truth.

Shino stood there facing the wall trying to calm down that buzzing that was inside of him… Reina..

“He is a jerk” She finally said after minutes of silence inside the toilet. Both of her sisters were outside trying to make her come out “Do not say things that you may repent later” Shiori tried to be the calm person, they have taken the role of the proper sibling, well-behaved and manner, they were like a “big mama duck”, that is what their sibling have named them. They liked it, mostly because it happened that ducks were their favourite animal. Chokako was quite nervous, since she has confessed to stir up the pot a little bit.

“Why did he say such a thing?”

“Maybe because you have been distant with him something strange and something that he is not used to?”

“Chokako told me that I should put distance between us” Shiori gave their sister a mean look

“Reina it was not because of that, let me see… I mean… You two have been playing this silly game of “No we are no dating” “No we are just friends” For far too long. You said that you were afraid to confess, so my advice was… Since you haven’t confess your love, do not be silly to tell him that now that you know that you are just a replacement. Let the air flwo between you two”

“That” Shiori’s voice was sharp like a kunai “Is to put distance”

“No no no distance no..air”

Shiori did not have any remorse and gave their sister a small slap in her neck.

“Reina… can I ask why you listened to her?” You could still hear her buzzing, some insects were trying to get out of the toilet place “ Because she knows?”

“How many partners has she had?”

“Zero”  confessed Chokako quite sad

“But things seem to move forward with the baker that I met, have I told you that?”Shiori’s looked said everything, basically she should refrain to talk any more

“Zero and a baker that wants to hook up with her. “

“But you haven’t had partner neither”

“True”

“So…What should I have done?”

“Talk with him. Or with your father” Her crying started to sound less stronger.

“maybe…”

“Maybe he would have said the same thing that I have been telling you, because it is the most logical thing… Talk with him, confess your feelings”

“Easier said than done”

“Tell me something easy in life” Silence reign the bathroom. Shiori’s words were final, they loved their sister deeply, knew about her difficulties when it came to actually say things that scare her, make her sad etcetera, she always had to put on with a happy face for everyone, trying to make things no difficult not hurtful for her. She have always kept her dark thoughts, insecurities and pessimism inside her heart, as they did. They opened the door.

“Let’s have some cookies?”

“Or maybe a giant croissant” pointed out Chokako

“Can it be some tea with biscuits? “ Her siblings smiled widely and Shiori took her off the toilet and help her clean the mess that she was with all that crying

“Of course, it can be sister”.

[ohhipstaplease]

Strawberry Sugar | NH

Chapter 5

CH. 1 | CH. 2 | CH. 3| CH. 4| Read all chapters: Ao3 / FFN

nsfw | semi-canon divergence | ongoing

Naruto couldn’t sleep. He had tried, but every time he closed his eyes he would see Hinata. Her full lips, her bright, lilac eyes. It was driving him mad.

He didn’t understand it. How he could’ve missed the signs that she had...that she...

He turned in his bed once more, trying to shake off the thought. But he simply couldn’t. Konohamaru had opened Pandora’s Box it seemed, and that stupid piece of strawberry shortcake was the final nail in the coffin. Everything had been fine, easy even. His life had finally become normal after so long. And now he couldn’t even fall asleep without seeing her.

He didn’t know if he could face her again without immediately thinking about what had happened earlier that afternoon. As he recalled the warmth of her mouth his index finger throbbed, not to mention another well-endowed appendage that felt as if it were burning a hole through his thin pajama pants.

His body typically ran hot, but it felt as if he were engulfed in flames. He had never felt so incredibly overcome with these feelings, this white-hot desire that was so incredibly all-consuming. He couldn’t help but lift the waistband of the cotton material he was wearing and stroke himself to ease the painful pressure. He reached his climax so quickly that he basically blinked and it was over.

It wasn’t until after releasing himself onto his bedsheets—and changing said bedsheets—that Naruto passed out. His mind finally free from torment.

He hadn’t set an alarm, not planning to train in the morning. He was far too drained to attempt it. Instead, he had shot a text to Konohamaru, hoping he’d see it before he ran over at the crack of dawn.

It was when he was finally fully asleep that a knock on his door made him stir. He opened his eyes to look at the clock on his nightstand and angrily yelled, “Konohamaru, I already told you training is off! Don’t you dare use that key to get in here.”

The knocking, though, continued.

Naruto rose from his bed in one swift motion, clearly on a mission to slam some sense into Konohamaru, since he didn’t bother to put on his nightshirt or even look in the mirror to fix his clear case of bedhead.

Angrily, he swung open the door, “Konohamaru! I’m not training tod—” only to see Hinata on the other side.

Hinata blushed furiously upon seeing Naruto, his bare chiseled chest, his pajama pants slung low upon his hips. His arm was the only thing that was decently covered.

She had forgotten why she was even there.

“Oh, fuck. I mean...god.” Naruto tried, as worked up as he had ever been. “Hinata, hi, what are ya....what are you doing here so early?”

Hinata sucked in a breath and tried to calmly say, “I wanted to talk to you about...um...about what happened yesterday. I thought you would be already up and about to go train like you usually do. I’m so sorry for intruding!” She said, looking as if she was going to turn and head back down the stairs and out of his life.

Naruto quickly shook his head and opened his door, “I’m up! I had a kind of a rough night and I thought I’d take a break from training today.”

“Oh, I hope it...” She didn’t finish her thought, but took a step towards him and into his home. “Thank you.” She said bowing her head. She had a bag in her hands, clearly a peace offering of some sort. She handed to him with an unsure smile, “Some dumplings. I figured you hadn’t had breakfast yet.”

“You know me so well,” He smiled.

She shyly looked at him and nodded, sitting down at his small kitchen table, “I was also hoping we could just...have a chat.”

“You sound mighty formal this morning.” He said, trying to play it cool, “Is it about what happened yesterday? You sure couldn’t have run off any faster.”

She blushed once more as she mumbled, “You embarrassed me.”

Naruto gaped at her, “I’m...I’m sorry I did that.”

Over the last few months, Naruto had noticed Hinata had shed her old ways, the constant and incessant stuttering, the inability to hold his gaze. But for her to outright admit that he had embarrassed her, he began to think that Konohamaru had been right.

“I’m sorry too. I...I think I crossed a line, and I wanted to apologize.”

“It was an accident...wasn’t it?” He asked, processing once more everything that had happened. He knew it couldn’t have been, but would it be best for them both if they pretended it was?

She nodded, “Y-yes.”

Naruto stepped forward and bent down, purposely placing himself inches away from her face. He wanted to see if this whole thing was really real. If it wasn’t, he’d let it go, but he had to know.

“So let’s say I give you...ah!” He opened the bag of dumplings and plucked one from the bunch. “Let’s say I offer you a delicious dumpling. Would you know where to stop biting to avoid the same mistake?”

Hinata turned a shade of red Naruto had only seen upon her porcelain cheeks once. Nonetheless, she pushed her chin forward slightly and said, “I would.” She nodded as his fingers yet again approached her lips, he could see her lip tremble as she swallowed nervously.

Could it be? How had he never noticed this tension between them before?

At the last possible second, she pulled her head back and looked up at him head on, “I just told you that you embarrassed me yesterday, Naruto-Kun. Are you trying to do it again?”

He breathed out and took a step back, heart racing, “My bad, just making sure you weren’t out to get my good hand.”

She gave him a half-smile and chided, “Maybe you should ease up on the training and you’d be able to use both.”

He groaned, “You sound like granny Tsunade.”

“She says it for a reason.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He said, waving her off.

There was a beat of awkward silence, Naruto wanting to fill it with something, anything before he began thinking inappropriate thoughts yet again. Hinata beat him to it though, getting up from her seat, pushing it in, and brushing her long hair back over her shoulder.

“I-I guess I’m off then.”

“That’s it?”

She nodded, “I just wanted to make sure that we...were okay.”

“Um,” He thought this was his chance to say something, but then decided against it, chickening out at the last second, “Of course we are, why wouldn’t we be.”

“Oh, Okay. I’m glad to hear it.”

He thought there was something sad about the way she responded to him, but brushed it off. Things were better kept this way. If she didn’t reciprocate after he made a move then maybe neither of them were ready...maybe all of this was just in his head.

“I have to get going then.” She said, heading towards the door.

“Do you want to get ramen soon?”

“Yes. I’d like that.”

“It’s been a little bit since we’ve gone out to eat.”

“Right, we’re both busy. It’s okay.”

They stared at each other again, Naruto wanting so badly to ask her. To know if what everyone told him was true.

“I really do have to go.”

“Oh, don’t let me keep you,” He said, opening the door for her. “Thank you for the dumplings.”

“Of course.”

She turned to face him, about to wave goodbye, when he took the opportunity to embrace her. She stiffened immediately in his arms.

“I’ll call you when I’m free.” He said, his warm breath less than an inch away from her ear.

Was the hug unnecessary? Perhaps. But if he didn’t do something he knew he was going to jump out of his skin. He needed to feel her again, his body ached for it.

“O-okay!” She exclaimed in a voice that was a tad more high-pitched than usual. Naruto smiled to himself as he very slowly unwrapped himself from her.

She couldn’t look him in the eye, refused to until she made it out of the door and quickly yelled a “Bye!” before she ran off.

He stretched, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on his bare chest. He was already up, he figured. Might as well do something that’ll keep Hinata off his mind.

[wullffii]

Kisses for madara!

[harpers-tartarus]

I never actually finished the Naruto anime or manga. I got through everything pre time skip. But not much after that except for the odd shipuden episode on tv, the sasori one comes to mind and it think that's why I actually like him. But all the rest of what happens I learned through fanfiction. Usually when the author is complaining/changing things/or seting up for time travel, in which case they make things worse. So, yeah . . .

……??? there is no setting up of time travel in this fic??? and you don’t have to read it, I just found that the series got incredibly convoluted towards the end so I’m having it make more sense and be less fantastical and over the top…

Besides, everyone tells a story differently, if I read the same and only fanfic over and over with no changes at all, it would get boring, that’s the great thing about fanfic authors, they’ve all got different stories to tell.

[yu-huuuu]

Hi!!😊 Happy New Year!!<3

I LOVE THE WAY YOU WRITE😩 If I wanted someone to write it, it's you! I need this with your type of writing 😩💞

Is it possible if you could do a Naruto Shippuden Neji soulmate AU?

A soulmate AU where both you and your soulmate have the same soulmate mark.

Note: The reader is EXTREMELY strong and comes from a clan that wants strong people and they train the members when they are young so they grow up to become strong and there are other clans that are also the same as the readers clan. They call these type of clans 'The Kenji clans.' translates to: The Strong clans.

So the readers mother thought at first that the readers soulmate might not be strong or able to handle the harsh training from the clan to become strong or anything, and the reader also thought on why she would have a soulmate since she's from one of the Kenji clans and her lifestyle is different and he would probably get killed or die cause of the training (yes the training is THAT harsh😭 and if he isn't strong then he'll have to go to do that training) And her mother also thought that, So because of that the mother arranged a marriage for her and and her fiance who was some dude that cames from a clan that's one of the Kenji clans.

The reader understood but didn't want to be with someone she didn't like. So she ended up having a argument. And when she met the guy she did not and I mean did NOT like him AT ALL, she hated His personality and he got on her nerves way TOO much and he didn't want to marry her either but they both were forced.

And came the day of her and her fiances wedding and so on the day fo their wedding the fiance was literally fighting back and saying he didn't want to marry her and he didn't want to be stuck with someone like her, she hated him A LOT. And I mean

A LOT

to the point she ended up Killing HIM in their OWN wedding. They fought and fought Infront if everyone on their wedding. And then she decided to kill him. She actived a ablitiy she has, called ' death eye' and her eyes started having a skull in her pupils. And whoever she looks at when the death eye is actived, can die because whoever she make eye contact with when she has the death eye actived, they will also have a skull pupils in their eyes and then their head falls of their neck, they are now beheaded. And just the second she looks at them their head will just fall off. Instead of white, Her wedding was just bloody red.

The readers clan are friends with the Hyuga so the Hyuga clan was invited to the wedding.

Then the reader kills her fiance and a lot of people that she just makes eye contact with and they die because of the death eye. And they see her holding her fiances head with a michiveous look and michiveous smile, then suddenly her fiances head turns into a skull because she disintegrates his skin by putting her hand on his cheek, and then his skin starts to disintegrate, and now she's just holding his skull up close to her face and just smiling, the she unactivated her death eye, and everyone already saw it. And then her soulmate mark starts to burn and then they find out she's Neji Soulmate, LMAO.

Btw the soulmate mark that the reader and neji both have is actually a skull🤭

Context: The reader kills her fiance on her own wedding day by using a ablitiy the 'death eye' then her soulmate mark starts to burn and she finds out that her soulmate is Neji🫢

SO SORRY THIS LOOKS SO LONG😭 IT WAS BECAUSE IF ALL THAT EXPLAINING, aside from the explaining, I wrote what this request is in the context!

Btw the reader is the same age as Neji in Shippuden so she is YOUNG, she didn't want to get married at a young age and to some guy who she HATED.

POOR NEJI WHAT KIND OF SOULMATE DID HE GET😭 ONE THAT KILLS THEIR OWN FIANCE ON THEIR OWN WEDDING DAY😭

If you don't feel like doing this, or maybe you feel uncomfortable doing it, or you don't want to do this for whatever reason ignore it!<3

[ 🌸 ] Annon! For a moment I thought I had deleted your request haha, sorry for the delay. I hope this is exactly what you requested! 

I also hope that all your goals for this year are fulfilled!

characters: neji hyuga ;; some character mentions

genre: fluff ; ;light angst in some parts...

warnings: mentions of the reader not wanting to marry someone cruel;; future dreams destroyed(?);; mentions of future marital infidelities (not with the main couple -nejixreader-);; mentions of spicy stuff;; mentions of blood;; the reader making a massacre on her wedding day;; a hopeful happy ending for the reader?

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enjoy <3

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'angry' would be an understatement to express how you had been feeling during these months...

Your clan was known to be one of the few strong clans that Konoha possessed. And rightly so, they needed strong people, always. You were trained since you were little, you were only four years old when your training began.

'Tough love' that's what your mother called it.

For your clan there was no room for soft and gentle touch, it's not that the people of your clan were inhuman or lacked empathy, it's simply that being a "strong" clan they were Konoha's first line of defense in case of an attack together with other clans. These clans along with yours were called

'The Kenji Clans'.

Your father fought when the nine-tailed fox appeared. Unfortunately, he was just as stubborn as your mother, and he just didn't know when to stop fighting. Eventually, your dad became bedridden with a disease that appeared because his chakra points were weak after that fight against the great beast, he died while you were still in your mother's womb. 

 You never met him, but you did get to know him and learn what his and your mother's relationship was like through stories.

You still remember the nights when your mother tucked you in your bed and if she was in a good mood she would tell you stories about your father. Your favorite story was the one about their first date.

For you, a 5-year-old girl, the meadow of flowers where they had gone to spend the evening and watch the sunset together sounded so enchanting.

But, nothing compared to the third date, the confession of two lovers under thousands of stars while sharing their first kiss sounded magical, almost like a fairy tale.

You wanted that one day. Finding your soul mate and feeling safe with that person…just like your mother once felt.

Your motivation for enduring the cruel training you were subjected to was that one day you would find that special someone and that you could rest easy, without pain or fear, in their arms.

Finally, feeling safe and appreciated, you just didn't care about their gender, much less their skin color, you just hoped to find your soul mate one day. 

That's why you found it cruel to have the only thing you wanted to be taken from you, even though a part of you was okay with it. 

 “You…did what!?”, you tried to control your own anger, but you failed. You had barely arrived home from running errands only to find a very badly behaved Youth and other people with a bad temper. As soon as they left, your mother invited you to the living room to tell you the reason for the visit of those people.

The woman in front of you and the one who gave birth to you raised a thin eyebrow. "Why are you acting like that in front of your own mother? Besides, I thought you agreed with me."

you exhaled trying to control your urge to yell at her, "I was, but I never thought you would do something like an arranged marriage" 

 Your mother let out a mocking snort, “how selfish of you, my child, are you going to let your soul mate suffer through training as cruel as our clan's?” she spoke, but before continuing she used a serious voice "you know that not everyone can handle our type of training" 

 You knew, you knew that not all people could handle the hard training.

years ago, one of the girls from your clan had found out that her soul mate was a boy from the Uchiha clan. The poor boy had not endured the training, which did not make him worthy of marrying the girl. As stubborn as the people of his clan were, the Uchiha boy had promised your clan leaders that he would return the next morning to do the training again and this time he would endure it... Unfortunately, the massacre occurred that same night, so he could never keep his promise to come back.

There were so many better or worse stories than that.

There was one in which a boy from your clan discovered that his soul mate was a civilian, a simple baker from a humble family. Needless to say, for the young woman's safety, he decided not to stay by her side.

Although you could say that; that boy was still in love with that young woman despite having a wife and a son, he seemed not to be interested in his family. It was something sad and bitter to see him with a family, but always thinking and surely longing for that civil woman, something told you that one day he would have an 'adventure' with that baker.

Your mother, in order to avoid something like a "tragic fate", decided that it would be a good idea to get you married before you met your soul mate. Which was one of the many reasons you were mad at her, you didn't agree to get married, especially so young. You still had so many things to do!

But of course, in the eyes of your clan you would be seen as selfish for not wanting to get married...

Your desires... All your dreams no longer mattered and there was nothing to do to stop the anguish that was blooming every second in every part of your being.

…

Neji wasn't interested. keyword 'was', he no longer knew what to think as he watched the scene in front of him.

The only reason he had come to this engagement ceremony was because Hinata had asked him to accompany her, and he had to protect her in case something happened. As the daughter of the leader of the Hyuga Clan, Hinata had to occasionally attend important events when her father was not available. This was one of those occasions.

"C-come on, Neji...it won't be s-so bad!"

Aa—

She had been trying to cheer him up with her sweet words, surely his face must have looked more serious and bored than usual this morning. She had been very thoughtful of her to want to cheer him up, but sadly it hadn't worked.

He further placed his muscular body protectively in front of Hinata, preparing to attack and defend in case an attack was directed at his cousin as he activated his Byakugan.

The named bride; "Y/N", had gotten out of control, she had killed her own husband after a silent argument that had occurred mid-vote and had only escalated until you just... well, you killed a few people with your ability just by looking at them. The decapitated bodies of various people adorned the place, ruining the pure and beautiful aesthetic for a more macabre one.

Before all that chaos happened, you looked so beautiful and virginal when you entered the main hall that even Neji's heart fluttered a little when he saw you.

But, he could not look at you or think about you in such an intimate way as it was to see you as something 'beautiful', because; First you were engaged to someone and it would be vulgar of him to think of you that way, and second this kind of thought and emotion was only supposed to be directed at his soul mate.

Now, as you hold the skull of your ex-fiancé and soon-to-be husband while maintaining a macabre smile, he wonders if it was just anger that made you act in such a vile way, or you were just like that, someone cruel who only disguised herself as a gentle being.

 He has so many doubts in his mind, but he can't come to a conclusion, his only thought is to protect his precious cousin who is behind him. 

 He was about to finalize an escape plan to get out of this chaos until he feels a slight burning sensation on the left side of his neck that makes him grunt a bit, worrying the few people left alive around him.

Amidst all the commotion Hinata had asked him if he was okay, he was about to reply when you made a slight strangled sound as you held the left side of your neck dropping your ex-fiancé's skull.

When you finally removed your hand from your neck, Hinata gasped.

“She… y-you… N-Neji! You two have the same mark… you're soul mates!”

. . .

. . .

. . .

what the f-

* shock-shock-shock * I wonder what will happen next...

[caramelcleopatraa]

my first anime love 🥹

you say it's because of my age, girl. but age ain't nothin' but a number

art by @sso_s__ on X!

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Shikamaru Nara X afab!Reader

Sypnosis: MC and Shikamaru had a wholesome romantic night moongazing.

Word Count: 458

You stared at the big, white full moon. Whenever you're upset or can't sleep, you always sneak out to stare at the moon. Just looking at it makes you comfy and feel all better. It's a routine for you. You can feel that the moon treats your sadness and other negativity away. Staring at it and counting the infinite stars, even forming some shapes or constellations. But today, you are not alone. "[Name]? What are you doing here?" A certain lazy head asked as he sat down on the grass next to you. "Shikamaru? I thought you were asleep?" You asked him back, looking at him before looking back at the moon. "Can't sleep. You?" He answered and then asked again. "I'm here to watch the moon, and to star gaze too" You replied.

The two of you stayed in silence for a while, watching the big moon illuminate the night. "Man, when do you intend to stay here?" Shikamaru rubbed his head and then looked at the [h/c] haired girl. Her [e/c] orbs shine and her delicate skin looks so smooth under the moon's light. Shikamaru can't help but blush a bit at her beautiful features. "I really love the moon. Do you?" You said then looked at the spiky-haired male. "I don't know. Everything is such a drag, after all," He replied, looking away from you. "Oh come on, but you love playing shogi. Strategic as always, that's why I like you" You told him, chuckling a bit. "It's always a drag whenever you say that" He looked back at the moon and then rested his hand on his cheek. "Two people under the moonlight. One boy and one girl" You stated with eyes closed, happiness filled your tone. Shikamaru looked at you in confusion. "The light illuminates the place. Perfect for a romantic moment we can share" You finished then looked at him, as if expecting some feedback from him. "It's such a drag, but mine is better than yours" He smirked, a very sly smirk.

"Oh? Very well then" You also smirked, accepting his challenge. "By the moon as I seek your glory, the white rose I see, creates a new story. Seasons are many, and their reasons are few. What remains is that I will always love you" Aw, man. He beats you at quotes. Your jaw dropped at his wonderful quote, just listening to it makes your heart flutter. Once he saw your reaction, he smiled to himself. "Guess I win then" He declared. "Fine. Here" You shrugged then kissed him passionately on the lips. He didn't hesitate to kiss back. Under the moonlight, a couple shared a romantic night.

[ladymesk]

👧🏼Naruhina👩🏻

I have this AU where naruko realizes that she can tell all her problems to hinata without receiving a reprimand from her for what she considers her best friend, but after seeing injuries on hinata's body, she will realize that not only hinata hides things from her, but also that not all families are as good as she believed.

(Sorry if not understood, English is not my first language)

[ladymesk]

💋Hinata Demon AU💋