i think my favourite sasuke feat has gotta be when he uno reversed orochimaru. the disrespect - rinsed him of all his training, got his summons, learnt his tricks, and then when he didn't need him anymore, he just goes and absorbs him and steals his techniques. king shit.
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♢Random Texts♢
kiba, shikamaru, neji, naruto & sasuke
requested by: the lovely @valleyxdoodles ! <3
a/n: this took me a while cuz i dont have a social life and coming up with all these different scenarios was hard asdfghjkl i really hope this doesn't suck ! as always: ignore typos pls i cant spell apparently
likes & reblogs appreciated <3
warning: slight suggestiveness (??), crack mostly, my utmost adoration for neji's hair (the usual)
masterlist
☽ KIBA INUZUKA ☾
☽ SHIKAMARU NARA ☾
☽ NEJI HYUGA ☾
☽ NARUTO UZUMAKI ☾
☽ SASUKE UCHIHA ☾
thank you for reading aaand see ya next time xx
devider by @enchanthings
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“I love you.”
Words you didn’t hear from Sasuke often. In fact, you heard them only in the throes of passion, clothes discarded, lips clashing, hands shaking, hearts open. He was by far the most guarded person you’d ever met in your life.
He showed you he loved you in other ways, though. Getting up in the middle of the night to get you a glass of water, letting you win in his favorite game, fixing things you didn’t know were broken until he told you, remembering small things like your favorite vegetable, or favorite song from two years ago. He even took care of the more domestic tasks when he spent the night, like cooking and cleaning. He constantly went out of his way to make your days and nights easier, whether you knew of his actions or not.
You’d begun to catch on, though, so once he got sick, you were eager to return the favor.
So you took the next two days off, and decided to baby the hell out of him. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed, checking his temperature, ensuring hydration, checking in on him every hour or so. He had completely lost his voice the first day — not that it made too much of a difference, he was often content to sit in silence — so it started to frustrate him that he couldn’t communicate. By the second day, he could speak quietly, but his voice was raspy and low, broken at times. Each time he tried to speak, you interrupted him, advising him to save his voice. He tired of that quickly. Not only was he annoyed at being told what to do, he was also upset that each time he tried to say it — that he loved you — you interrupted him, saying he didn’t need to speak, and to rest. It was like you didn’t even care what he had to say, and he was through being ignored.
The next time you came in to check on him, pressing your cold hand to his overheated forehead, he clamped onto your wrist.
“Sasuke..? Are you okay?” You asked, eyes full of concern.
“I love you,” he forced out aggressively, his eyebrows narrowed and attention fully on you. “Thank you.”
Your heart fluttered and you couldn’t help but laugh. He seemed angry, almost, so the gentle words clashed with his tone.
“I’m serious,” he glowered, his throat itching the longer he spoke. “Don’t laugh.”
“I didn’t mean to. That was just… so cute. I love you too.”
Cute…?
Before he knew it, your lips were pressed against his. His eyes opened wide, staring down at you as you kissed him gently. When you separated from him, his scowl deepened. “You’ll get sick.”
You shrugged. “That’s fine. At least we’ll be sick together.” With that, his grip on your wrist tightened and he yanked you into bed with him and onto his chest, kissing you again.
“Thank you,” he repeated. “I love you.”
You grinned, staring down at his flushed face. You’d never forget this moment. Getting sick would be worth it. “I love you too, Sasuke.”
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