#teme is an idiot

[star1ight0]

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader "Let me, you idiot"

Time: 11:22pm and I have a fever of 100.4 so I'm writing. If you are sick, rest, eat light, drink water, teme meds if you can! Always prioritize your health!! Requests are open

Slight trigger warning for: passing out

You woke up feeling like you had been hit by a bus and your phone buzzing on the pillow next to you. 2 miss calls and 4 text. From katsuki and 5 from your mom.

You called back your mom first only to be greeted by screaming asking why you weren't checked into school yet. Before you even thought of anything to say to here you felt a wave come over you lean down throwing up in the trash can next to your bed. you lean back over hanging up without saying a word to your mom. And text Katsuki you'd be late and you just overslept.

It was probably just you overusing your quirk again right? It had to be.

After a few painful minutes of getting ready, you walk into class not even bothering to apologize just slumming down into your slumming desk and placing your head down. Luckily for you your teacher was also late per usual. You hear Iida attempting to lecture you but before you could process anything your mind went blank as you put your head down on the desk.

You wake up to a hand lightly shaking you. Picking your head up, rubbing your eyes you see Katsuki "Damn you look like shit. Are you sure you should be here? " You roll your eyes standing up, feeling a wave of dizziness you grab the table for balance, holding yourself upright until it leaves. "Woah the hell happened" you look over at him saying nothing grabbing his hand and walk to you next class.

Training came around and the soup you had for lunch seemed to help a bit but you still felt shitty and like it was only getting worse. Pushing through you walked up to Katsuki pulling on his shirt feeling your body become unsteady.

He turns around seeing your unsteady form and grabs your shoulders. You feel your eyes get heavy and faintly hear the sound of Katsuki urging you to keep your eyes open.

When you wake up you are in Recovery Girls office with a towel over your forehead and your boyfriend on his phone next to you. "Katsu?" You mumble attempting to get up but ultimately laying back down because of the headache. "Dummy, you shouldn't have come if you felt this bad" you look up at him seeing the worry plastered around his face. "I thought it was gonna go away" you say shifting towards him. "Well it didn't and it got worse. You're going back to the dorms to rest idiot." Before you can protest he's picking you up and carrying you out of the room "katsu- put me down!" You say squirming around "absolutely not you'll fall over because of how weak your body is"

When you get back to the dorms and into your room Katsuki places you down on the bed leaving the room for a few minutes. When he returns he has a tray with a cup of medicine bowl and vitamin water. "Eat as much as you can but take all the medicine brat. " He says folding his arms looking away. You can still see a bit of worry on his face.

"Sorry if I.. Scared you. Kat"

"it's whatever just take care of yourself idiot.

This was shorter than I wanted but I had an idea and decided to finish this before starting another one!

[pikahlua]

MHA Chapter 404 spoilers translations

This week’s initial tentative super rough/literal translations under the cut.

1 このままいけばあなたは敵と対峙し このままいけばあなたはヴィランとたいじし kono mama ikeba anata wa VIRAN to taiji shi If you continue like this, you will face a villain

2 言い表せようもない程…凄惨な死を迎える‼︎ いいあらわせようもないほど…せいさんなしをむかえる‼︎ ii arawaseyou mo nai hodo...seisan na shi wo mukaeru!! and die an unspeakably...gruesome death!!

tagline 1 かつて、相棒が視た未来ーー かつて、ナイトアイがみたみらいーー katsute, NAITOAI (kanji: aibou) ga mita mirai-- Once before, the future that Nighteye (read as: his partner) saw--

tagline 2 No.404　大好き‼︎オールマイト‼︎　堀越耕平 ナンバー404　だいすき‼︎オールマイト‼︎　ほりこしこうへい NANBAA 404 daisuki!! OORU MAITO!!   Horikoshi Kouhei No. 404 We love you!! All Might!!  Kouhei Horikoshio

3 風が かぜが kaze ga The wind

4 吹いていた ふいていた fuite ita was blowing.

1 今日はパイでもつくろうか きょうはパイでもつくろうか kyou wa PAI demo tsukurou ka "Shall we make some pie today?"

2-3 遠くの危より今日の締切じゃボケ！ とおくのきよりきょうのしめきりじゃボケ！ tooku no ki yori kyou no shimekiri ja BOKE! "Today's deadline is worse than some distant danger, idiot!"

4 気流がおかしい… きりゅうがおかしい… kiryuu ga okashii... "The wind stream is strange..."

5 メリルさっきの放送事故 メリルさっきのほうそうじこ MERIRU sakki no housou jiko "Meryl's broadcasting blunder from earlier"

6 もうアップされてる mou APPU sareteru "has already been uploaded."

7-8 今後ジェット気流に乗ってーー北米にも影響を及ぼす可能性があります こんごジェットきりゅうにのってーーほくべいにもえいきょうをおよぼすかのうせいがあります kongo JETTO kiryuu ni notte--hokubei ni mo eikyou wo oyobosu kanousei ga arimasu “From here on, there is a chance it could ride a jet stream and affect North America as well.”

9 マルティンごはんよー MARUTIN gohan yoo "Martin, food!"

10 オールマイト… OORU MAITO... "All Might..."

11 死んじゃやだな しんじゃやだな shinja ya da na "I don't want him to die."

1 小僧！ こぞう！ kozou! "Kid!"

1 再び"変速"を発動すれば今度こそ反動からは逃れられん！ ふたたび"へんそく"をはつどうすればこんどこそはんどうからはのがれられん！ futatabi "hensoku" wo hatsudou sureba kondo koso handou kara wa nogareraren! "If you activate Gear Shift again, you won't be able to escape from the backlash this time!"

2 勝ち筋を見出してからでなければーー… かちすじをみいだしてからでなければーー… kachisuji wo miidashite kara de nakereba--... "Unless we find a way to win--..."

3 "変速"!!! "2nd (kanji: hensoku)"!!! "Second (read as: Gear Shift)"!!!

1 間に合わない まにあわない ma ni awanai "You won't make it."

2 わかってんだろ？ wakattendaro? "You understand, right?"

3 おまえの中のオールマイトがーー おまえのなかのオールマイトがーー omae no naka no OORU MAITO ga-- "The All Might inside you--"

4 曖昧な姿だったのは本人がまだ生きていたからじゃないのか？ あいまいなすがただったのはほんにんがまだいきていたからじゃないのか？ aimai na sugata datta no wa honnin ga mada ikite ita kara ja nai no ka? "Isn't the reason why he looked so unclear because his real self was still alive?"

5 それが今形を成し始めているのはそういう事じゃあないのか？ それがいかたちをなしはじめているのはそういうことじゃあないのか？ sore ga ima katachi wo nashi hajimete iru no wa sou iu koto jaa nai no ka? "Isn't that why he's starting to take shape now?"

1 世界に夢を見せた男の死で せかいにゆめをみせたおとこのしで sekai ni yume wo miseta otoko no shi de "With the death of the man who showed a dream to the world,"

2 夢は現実に還るんだ ゆめはげんじつにかえるんだ yume wa genjitsu ni kaerunda "the dream will return to reality."

1 誰かの握った拳が だれかのにぎったこぶしが dareka no nigitta kobushi ga Someone's clenched fist...

2 誰かの吐息が だれかのといきが dareka no toiki ga Someone's long sigh...

3 あなたが殺される…未来を変えたくて あなたがころされる…みらいをかえたくて anata ga korosareru...mirai wo kaetakute I wanted to change the future...where you will be killed,

4 変える術を探ってきた… かえるすべをさぐってきた… kaeru sube wo sagutte kita... so I have been searching for a way to change it...

5 …エネルギーなんじゃないか…と思うんだ… …エネルギーなんじゃないか…とおもうんだ… ...ENERUGII nanja nai ka...to omounda... ...It's some sort of energy...I think...

6 己が強く望む未来… おのれがつよくのぞむみらい… onore ga tsuyoku nozomu mirai... A future for which I wished strongly...

7 望む…エネルギー のぞむ…エネルギー nozomu...ENERUGII Energy...from wishing.

8 ブラジルでの蝶の羽ばたきは ブラジルでのちょうのはばたきは BURAJIRU de no chou no habataki wa A butterfly flapping its wings in Brazil

9 テキサスでハリケーンを引き起こす テキサスでハリケーンをひきおこす TEKISASU de HARIKEEN wo hikiokosu causes a hurricane in Texas.

1 誰かの祈りが だれかのいのりが dareka no inori ga Someone's prayer...

2 クソザコのてめェが力をつけて…！ クソザコのてめェがちからをつけて…！ KUSO ZAKO no temeE ga chikara wo tsukete...! Why'd a damn weakling like you get that kind of power...!

3 オールマイトに認められて… オールマイトにみとめられて… OORU MAITO ni mitomerarete... You were recognized by All Might...

4 なのに何で俺はっ なのになんでおれはっ nanoni nande ore wa So why was it me...

5 オールマイトを終わらせちまってんだ オールマイトをおわらせちまってんだ OORU MAITO wo owarasechimattenda who put an end to All Might?

1-4 爆轟少年… ばくごうしょうねん… Bakugou-shounen... "Young Bakugou..."

5 勝つぞ!!! かつぞ!!! katsu zo!!! "We'll win!!!"

tagline ただの鼓舞ではない、その叫びは確かな決意‼︎ ただのこぶではない、そのさけびはたしかなけつい‼︎ tada no kobu de wa nai, sono sakebi wa tashika na ketsui!! It's not just for encouragement, that shout is certain determination!!

[ilbenmalpensanteus]

@mixu and I’d like to open our snsmonth with an extra scene from The Ace Up Your Sleeve, an unedited fic we are working on.

This Drabble overlaps day 1 and 19!

Prompts:

- Soulmates

- Modern AU

- Red Strings of Fate

Enjoy ✨

The things we can control

“What did you get in number seven?” Sasuke asked, scratching his head.

He suspected he had messed something up in the middle of the proceedings, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Perhaps they had been studying for too long and it would be better to take a rest and actually spend time together — finals had never seemed so annoying to Sasuke.

A frown took over his face when he realized his boyfriend had not replied. He looked up, only to find the blonde idiot fully enthralled by his own right hand.

“Dobe,” he called, but to no avail.

Sasuke sighed, took his eraser and threw it at Naruto’s head.

“Hey! What was that for?” The blonde blinked at him.

“What are you doing?” Sasuke rested his chin on one of his hands — whatever it was, it should be more interesting than the stupid practice test.

“Huh?”

“You were staring at your hand as if it contained the secrets of the universe.”

Naruto blushed and hid his hands under the table. “No-nothing.”

This is promising.

“That’s awfully suspicious.”

“It’s none of your business!” Which meant it absolutely was related to Sasuke.

“Is that so?” He couldn’t contain his smirk. “I thought all of your business was my business.”

“Not this.”

“Dobe, we both know you’re gonna tell me anyway.”

Naruto pouted, and all Sasuke wanted was to kiss him, but that wouldn’t provide him answers.

“You’re gonna make fun of me.”

“I won’t. Come on, tell me.”

“I-” Naruto squirmed where he was sitting. “I’ve been thinking about the red string of fate. And like, I had been- you think-” He looked at Sasuke and quickly averted his eyes. “I thought I might be able to see the… string tying us together.”

“You think we’re soulmates or something?” Sasuke asked flabbergasted.

Naruto shrugged and lowered his eyes. “There’s just something… I kinda keep feeling this pull towards you and I wondered-” He shook his head widely. “I know it’s silly.”

“It’s sweet, the idea of it.” Sasuke smiled reassuringly, and Naruto sighed relieved.

“Isn’t it! Even if it’s not real.” Naruto laughed. “Just my mind trailing off.” He cleared his throat. “Can- could we take a break? I’m- I think I need to use the toilet.”

Naruto rushed out of the room and Sasuke took a moment to stare at his left hand. His boyfriend was taking his sweet time coming back, so his mind started spinning to the point he swore he too could feel the pull Naruto mentioned.

He ended up rummaging through his closet until he found something useful. The old shoelaces weren’t anything special but the color was right so he occupied himself braiding and twisting until he had a pair of makeshift red bracelets.

When his boyfriend returned, Sasuke was already wearing one around his left wrist.

“What’s that, teme?” Naruto squinted at him.

He blushed, averting his gaze briefly from Naruto’s blue, piercing one.

He could only draw in a harsh breath before mumbling, “Redstringoffate.”

The blonde’s head tilted in confusion, then his eyes widened. He stretched his arm towards Sasuke eagerly.

Sasuke promptly tied the other lace around Naruto’s wrist, fingers trembling slightly.

The embarrassment he felt, though, vanished when he caught the sight of Naruto’s blinding smile, soon followed by a cheerful laughter.

Sasuke’s own lips curled upwards and-

As his boyfriend pulled him in a sloppy, chuckling kiss — his skin still flushed and so, so warm — Sasuke knew that if such a thing like fate did exist, if people were truly tied to their soulmate, for him that could only be Naruto.

[madmanwonder]

Ask

Drama Class

Has Sakura or Sasuko used the drama class to get a kiss from Naruto, mainly during plays and whatnot?

“There’s no way that Sakura-Chan, Sasuko-Teme would do that in drama class.” Naruto said with a boisterous laugh much to the bemusement of Sakurai and Sasuko who was giving the dense idiot a deadpan look.

[smol-stardust]

do you know any.. insult in Japanese?

I know some :0, most of which picked up from reading manga.

貴様(kisama) てめえ (temee): rude way to say “you”

あほ(Aho) 馬鹿 (Baka) 馬鹿やろ(Baka-yaro) all along the lines of idiot & moron

くそじじい (kusojijii) – old fart

くそばばあ (kusobabaa) - old hag

くたばれ (kutabare) - drop dead (sometimes implied as fuck it)

[empressofthesunwriter]

Goddess of the Sun, Queen of the Stars

On a night shooting stars cross over Konohagakure the life of 12-year-old Hinata changes forever. A white wolf named Shiranui searched for her to end the reign of the “Planet Eaters” as she calls the enemy. The young Hyuuga awakens power beyond her imagination. But will it be enough to end the millennia-old conflict?

OP!Hinata

Goddess!Hinata   

Chapter 4: Teamwork

 Hinata's emotions were running high as she found herself alone in the classroom with Naruto and Sasuke. 

"Nervous" was an understatement to describe how she felt at that moment.

On one hand, there was her long-time crush, Naruto, who made her heart skip a beat every time he was near.

On the other hand, there was the intimidating Uchiha Sasuke, whose presence alone commanded respect and attention.

But it wasn't just their personas that had Hinata on edge.

Recently, she had learned thanks to Shiranui's story, how Naruto was the rebirth of Asura while Sasuke was the rebirth of Indra - the two sons of the legendary Sage of Six Paths.

This knowledge added a whole new layer of complexity to her feelings towards them.

These were not just any two males to Hinata - they were the same two males she had seen in her first vision of the past.

The significance of this realization wasn't lost on her and only added to her already heightened emotions.

As Hinata sat there with Naruto and Sasuke, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by all that was happening around her. 

“He is late!”, growled Naruto at this moment, looking out the door for their Sensei. “Why is the teacher for our group 7 the only one late? All the other groups went somewhere with their sensei and Iruka-Sensei went home. ”

The Hyuuga saw how Sasuke couldn't care less about Naruto's anger, while she feared that her beloved would explode if somebody didn’t calm him down.

And that somebody had to be her it seemed.

She gulped down and prayed to Kami-Sama that she wouldn't make a fool out of herself.

“N-Naruto-Kun...”, she stutter. What a great start! Hinata was pathetic, yet she tried to go one as she saw she got Naruto's attention. “Maybe o-our S-Sensei had to do something important and that’s why he is late?”

“Whatever is his problem, I will pay him back!”, proclaimed the Uzumaki.

Even Sasuke watched how Naruto prepared an eraser prank for their Sensei.

“N-Naruto-Kun, that’s not a good idea!”, told him Hinata worried.

They would make this a terrible impression on their Jonin Sensei, she was sure.

Meanwhile, Shiranui in the brooch was all for Naruto pranking her Hinata-Chan future teacher.

If the man or woman didn’t even think it was necessary to be punctually to a meeting, the she-wolf didn’t want to know how he would try her girl.

“It’s his fault for being late.”, told Naruto the Hyuuga Heiress. “Calm down, Hinata, I know what I do, I’m not for anything the prank master of Konoha!”

Finally, even the Uchiha had something to say: “You mean being the biggest idiot in the village.”

“What did you call me, teme?!”

“A Jounin isn’t going to fall for a plain old booby trap like that.”

It was like the universe wanted to prove Sasuke wrong since a man in the typical attire of the Jonin of Konohagakure stepped into the classroom and the eraser hit him on the head.

The Uzumaki laughed and celebrated that he got the silver-haired men, Hinata was just dumbfounded, Shiranui cracked up and Sasuke was just disappointed.

And this man called himself a Jonin?

How embarrassing.

Years of etiquette classes kicked in and Hinata bowed down in an apology before their sensei.

“Please forgive us, Sensei. We didn’t mean any harm.”

Her apology wasn’t registered since the Jonin just said: “How should I say this? My first impression of you guys is…I hate you.”

Above the three genin formed a dark cloud of depression. Shiranui just facepalmed. What kind of Jonin did they give her little godling?!

The Jonin told them to follow him to the rooftop, where he leaned against the railing, while the three Genin sat down on the ground.

“Let’s see.”, he mussed. “Why don’t you introduce yourselves?”

Sasuke didn’t say anything, and Hinata didn’t know where to start, only Naruto asked: “Why don’t you introduce yourself first sensei? And show us how it's done?”

“Me? I’m Hatake Kakashi. I have no intention of telling you my likes and dislikes. As for my dream…I have a few hobbies.”

Is he for real? He only told the kids his name!, thought Shiranui angry, while the three Genin just stared at him in disbelief.

“That’s it? He only told us his name.”, whispered Naruto to his teammates.

The shy dark blue-haired girl gave a tiny nod in agreement.

“If you can do it better, then why don’t you try?”, asked Kakashi-Sensei in a tone that Shiranui noted sounded like the guy wanted to be anywhere but here.

A growl left the she-wolf lips. This man was irritating!

“I’m Uzumaki Naruto.”, began the blond-haired boy, fiddling with his headband. “I like cup ramen. But I like the ramen at Ichiraku that Iruka-Sensei bought for me even more. I hate the three minutes that I have to wait after I put the hot water. My hobby is to eat and compare cup ramen! And my dream is to become greater than the Hokages. I’m going to make all the villagers recognise my existence.”

 Full of admiration Hinata looked at her crush. You will be a wonderful Hokage one day, Naruto-Kun. I just know it.

 Then it was her turn.

Oh boy.

Nervously the girl played with her kimono sleeve.

“I’m Hyuuga Hinata. I like sweet red bean soup and cinnamon rolls. My hobbies are pressing flowers and training. I hate some of my clan's traditions and people who just hate others without a reason. As for my dream…I want to unite the Hyuuga Clan…and have a family myself one day.”

Here her eyes wandered for a second to Naruto, not that he noticed it since he wondered what she meant with her clan and what she hated about it and uniting it. The boy didn’t get it.

There is someone who likes the dobe in THAT way? Huh…

Oh, my little Hinata-Chan you are destined for more than such things, but we will of course make them true too.

At least she isn’t a fangirl and has honourable reasons. That little crush on Naruto won’t hinder her.

Now it was the Uchiha’s turn.

“My name is Uchiha Sasuke. There are many things that I hate, and there aren’t a lot of things that I like. Also, I have an ambition that I have no intention to leave as just a dream. The revival of my clan, and killing a certain man.”

 Hinata heart got out to Sasuke. Everyone from a clan knew what happened to the Uchiha Clan, making her teammate the last loyal member.

 Now that the inductions were done, Kakashi-Sensei revealed to his Genin, how they technically weren’t ninjas right now.

They needed to do a last test with him.

A survival one.

Shiranui noted how with glee he told them that 66,6% failed and got sent back to the academy.

This freaked of course the kids out.

With one last tip to not eat any breakfast Kakashi left them.

 If I ever get the chance I will beat his ass! Spooking my poor Hinata-Chan like that!

At precisely 5 p.m. the following day, the Genin of Team 7 convened at training ground 3.

Naruto appeared to be barely conscious, while Sasuke seemed his usual self.

Hinata herself was slightly fatigued after adhering to her Hoshi-Kami companion's advice and retiring early for the night.

Furthermore, she had partaken in breakfast given Shiranui's assertion that Kakashi-Sensei was merely playing games with them - a point that seemed lost on Naruto and Sasuke.

In light of this, Hinata had prepared Bento Boxes for her teammates; should she inform them?

Nervous she gulped, before she told them: “I...I made Bento’s...for you...”

Naruto and Sasuke looked at each other, surprised. "Bento boxes?" Naruto asked, scratching his head. "For what, Kakashi-Sensei said we shouldn’t eat breakfast?"

 Hinata smiled shyly. "He said we shouldn’t eat, not that we can’t.", she explained. "It seems unlike that before survival training you can’t eat, you need all the energy for it."

“Huh, I guess that makes sense...”, mumbles Naruto, rubbing his neck.

The shy girl holds out a Bento Box to him and Naruto eagerly opens his box to reveal an array of colorful food items inside.

He didn’t waste any time and dig in.

Sasuke, on the other hand, hesitated for a moment before accepting his Bento Box.

"Thanks," he muttered, not meeting her eyes.

Hinata couldn't help but feel a little disappointed at his lack of enthusiasm. She had put a lot of effort into making sure each box was tailored to their tastes.

 “Wow, Hinata! This food is incredible!”, praised Naruto, which made her of course blush. “And you made this yourself?!”

As they continued eating, Hinata couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction seeing her teammates enjoying her cooking. She had always been shy and struggled to express herself, but cooking had become a way for her to show her care and appreciation for others.

 After finishing their meal, Naruto patted his full stomach and grinned at Hinata. "Thanks again for the food! You should cook for us more often!"

Sasuke remained quiet, but Hinata noticed a small smile on his face as he packed away the empty Bento Box. Maybe it wasn't much, but she was glad that she could bring some joy to their test today.

Feeling emboldened by their positive reactions, Hinata decided to make it a tradition to prepare Bento Boxes for their missions, if they managed to pass Kakashi-Sensei test.

It may seem like a small gesture, but she hoped it would bring them closer together as a team and show them all that even during difficult challenges, there's always room for kindness and warmth.

Shiranui in her brooch was proud of her little godling to come out of her shell and interact with her teammates. If Hinata wanted to become a fully realized goddess the help of these two special boys was important.

 After that, the three Genins waited for their Sensei.

And waited.

And waited.

And waited some more.

The sun was shining down on them bright and warm when Kakashi-Sensei FINALLY arrived.

“Good morning my cute little Genins!”, greeted them Kakashi with an eye smile.

“YOU ARE LATE!”; shouted Naruto, while Sasuke and Hinata looked annoyed at their Sensei.

“A black cat crossed my path, so...”

The unimpressed stare of the kids made Kakashi realise that she should just go on with the test.

He took out a clock and put it on a stump.

“The alarm is set at 12 p.m. Today's topic is to get one of these two bells from me.”, he explained to his Genin. “Whoever can’t get one, doesn’t get lunch.”

The man pointed then a three lone wood poles, continuing that the failure would be tied up there, while he ate before them.

“Kakashi-Sensei, why are there only two bells if we are three?”, asked Hinata worried.

This didn’t sit with her right.

And her feeling was right as their Sensei stated that one of them would be sent back to the academy for sure this way.

He told them to come with the intent to kill him if they wanted a bell or all would be sent back.

Hinata felt a shiver run down her spine at his words. This was serious business.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of unease at the thought of being sent back to the academy.

She knew she wasn't as strong as Naruto or Sasuke, Shiranui would probably remind her how much she had grown over the last months, but she was determined to do her best.

Naruto seemed undaunted by the challenge, while Sasuke looked focused and determined. Hinata took a deep breath and tried to steady her nerves. She had trained hard for this moment, and she wasn't going to let her teammates down.

“Hehe, you couldn’t even dodge an eraser and you want us to attack you with shuriken?”, laughed Naruto heartily.

From Kakashi-Sensei just came that the one with the lowest score shouldn’t be taken seriously, which of course angered Naruto and he attacked him with a Kunai.

In the blink of an eye, Kakashi-Sensei had blocked Naruto's attack and turned him so that his own Kunai was on his neck.

No for the first time, the kids saw the true power of a Jonin.

Sasuke was impressed, Hinata worried more and Naruto was just dumbfounded.

“Ready, start!”, called Kakashi-Sensei.

All three Genin jumped away to hide.

Naruto quickly climbed up a tree, while Sasuke disappeared into the bushes. Hinata found a nearby rock to take cover behind. She tried to calm her breathing and focus on her surroundings, listening for any sound or movement that could give away Kakashi-Sensei's location.

Something nagged on Hinata's thoughts.

She never heard of a Team of a Jonin with two Genin, it was always a Jonin and THREE Genin.

So...what does it mean?

The answer came to her suddenly like a strike of lighting.

This test...it put them from the beginning against each other. They saw how strong Kakashi-Sensei was, a Genin alone couldn’t take him out and then only two bells...and then remembering how the ninja squads in Konoha operated...

The Hyuuga heiress was sure that this was a ruse. They should fight against each other when the true scope was to work TOGETHER to get the bells!

She needed to find Naruto and Sasuke before they attacked Kakashi-Sensei.

So she activated her Byakugan.

Hinata scanned the area with her Byakugan, trying to locate her teammates. She could see Naruto perched on a tree and Sasuke hiding in the bushes, but she couldn't detect any movement from Kakashi-Sensei.

She decided to go for Naruto first.

Quietly she climbed up the tree and stopped him before he could charge their Sensei.

“Naruto-Kun, don’t!”, she whispered sharply.

“Huh, Hinata, what’s wrong? I can take Sensei just fine!”, he proclaimed.

“Naruto-Kun, we need to work together.”

“Oh sure, I rather be with you in a team than with the stupid teme.”

The girl tried her best not to swoon at Naruto's words, it was hard, but she managed.

“No, Naruto-Kun this whole test is a trap. Kakashi-Sensei wants us to fight against each other, when we should be working all together to get the two bells. Never in Konoha history, there was a team with a Jonin with only two Genin!”

Naruto looked at Hinata with surprise and confusion. "What do you mean, Hinata? We're supposed to work together to get the bells, right?" he asked.

Hinata shook her head. "No, Naruto-kun. This is a test of our teamwork, not just our abilities. We need to use our strengths to complement each other and come up with a plan to get the bells together," she explained.

 Naruto scratched his head in thought before nodding in agreement. "Okay, I get it now. So what's the plan?"

“We need to get to Sasuke-San.”

“Do we?”

“Please Naruto-Kun.”

Signing Naruto followed Hinata to where Sasuke was still hiding.

Hinata and Naruto found Sasuke in a nearby bush, looking just as determined as ever. Hinata quickly explained her theory to the Uchiha, who listened intently before nodding in agreement. "You're right," he said. "If we work together, we can get those bells."

 The three Genin huddled together, brainstorming ideas and strategies for how to approach the test. They knew they had to be smart and efficient if they wanted to succeed. Naruto suggested using his clones to distract Kakashi-Sensei while Hinata and Sasuke went for the bells, but Sasuke pointed out that it was too risky - Kakashi-Sensei could easily see through such a simple tactic.

 After much discussion, they finally came up with a plan that they all agreed on. It involved using Hinata's Byakugan to keep track of Kakashi-Sensei's movements while Naruto used his speed and agility to create diversions, allowing Sasuke to sneak up on him from behind.

 It wasn't an easy task by any means; Kakashi-Sensei was a formidable opponent, and he seemed to anticipate their every move. But the three Genin worked together flawlessly, each one using their unique skills and abilities to support one another.

 In the end, it was Hinata who managed to snatch one of the bells from Kakashi-Sensei's grasp. She had used her Byakugan to predict his movements and catch him off guard when he least expected it.

 “Amazing display of teamwork you three, but now Hinata, you have the bells, who should stay with you and who should go back to the academy?”, asked Kakashi-Sensei.

Hinata just shook her head at him.

“Kakashi-Sensei there never was a team with only a Jonin and two Genin, but if it has to be this way...”

She throws Naruto and Sasuke the bells.

To say anybody was surprised, was an understatement.

“Hinata, what?!”, exclaimed Naruto shocked, while Sasuke stared at her.

“I made you work together.”, she began. “If I understood the test wrong, it’s only fair I got back to the academy.”

Naruto and Sasuke looked at each other, unsure of what to do next. Hinata's selfless act had caught them off guard, and they were both touched by her willingness to sacrifice herself for the team.

 But before they could say anything, Kakashi-Sensei spoke up. "Hinata, you have understood the true meaning of the test, your teamwork and leadership skills are exceptional. You've all passed."

 The three Genin looked at each other in disbelief before breaking out into huge grins. They had done it - they had passed Kakashi-Sensei's test!

 Kakashi-Sensei told them that starting tomorrow they would go on missions and with a puff of smoke he was gone.

 As they made their way back to the village, Hinata couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in what they had accomplished together. She knew that there would be many more challenges ahead of them as a team, but she was confident that with their combined efforts and unwavering dedication to one another, nothing could stop them.

[jesseevelann]

Naruto: It's that time of year again! Time to hang up the decorations, get the skeletons out and hide a spider in Kakashi-Sensei's room!

Sasuke: ... Naruto, he's a Jounin. Even if he acts like a lazy bum, he would never fall for that. Let alone be scared of a fake spider.

Naruto: Oh...

Sasuke: Yeah, idiot-

Naruto: No, no, you misunderstood, Teme.

Naruto: I used a real spider.

*a high-pitched squeal echos from Kakashi's bedroom in the hotel*

Naruto: Looks like you were wrong, Teme.

Sasuke: S-Sakura went in there to ask him about training advice! It was probably her!

Sakura walking out holding the spider: Naruto, I found one of your spiders

Kakashi watching from the door: What do you mean one?

Sakura: He put one in Sasuke's room too.

Sasuke: I'm sleeping in the living room.

Sasuke: U-unrelated. But yeah.

Sakura:

Naruto:

Sakura, to Naruto: We're on a team with a bunch of sissies.

Naruto: Jokes on them. They've shown us their weakness

Kakashi and Sasuke, in unison: Oh n o .

[lovefelp05]

hey, first time showing my ocs around here :D /hey, primera vez enseñando mis ocs por aqui :D

ENGLISH: (here come ma boys~) I have this whole story of anarchic Oc's, and gangsters, (✨with fantasy and magic✨)

One of the main factions is the house Stainland, run by this gargoyle woman named Gina, on the surface, a businesswoman, in control of the most popular clothing brand in the big city, and behind the scenes a group quite involved in tax evasion, monopoly, and extortion (this group does not like competition xd)

Gina Stainland: she is someone Sassy, ​​(she has bipolar problems, perceptible mood swings that she dont fully control, along with certain anger issues on the other side) she usually has a long tongue, and is not afraid to say what she thinks, which can cause her certain problems, but in front of the public, she likes to be friendly, and keep up appearances.

Helios Phire: He is Gina's faithful assistant, her fashion assistant, secretary, and from time to time, the one in charge of burning down the competition, Helios is basically a diva, somewhat eccentric and a show off, but that's only when he is being passionate about what he likes. he is a fan of fashion and elegance, but he also knows how to be a gentleman and a good boy with the guests ^^ (but also, he does'nt like rude idiots, he is good at recognizing problems, and he knows how to deal with them)

and Elwood: He is the butler and guardian of the Stainland house, and also Gina's grandfather by merit, he raised her, and was in charge of the house until Gina's brother took over, and a couple of years later, Gina took over as the new head of the family, Elwood is like the combination of a strict grandfather, but also a chill one, he has the character to tell everyone what to do, but once everyone is done, he lets everyone do whatever they want. with age his fatigue became evident, but he can still fight in his own way.

ESPAÑOL : (aqui vienen mis chicos jsjs) tengo toda esta historia de Oc´s anarquicos, y mafiosos, (✨con fantasia y magia✨)

una de las facciones principales es la casa Stainland, dirigido por esta mujer gargola llamada Gina, en la superficie, una mujer de negocios, en control de la marca de ropa mas popular de la gran ciudad, y tras de escena un grupo bastante metido en la evasion de impuesto, el monopolio, y en la extorcion (a este grupo no le gusta la competencia xd)

Gina Stainland: ella es alguien Sassy, (tiene problemas de bipolaridad, cambios emocionales que no controla del todo, junto a ciertos problemas de ira a parte) ella suele tener una lengua larga, y no teme decir lo que piensa, lo cual le puede causar ciertos problemas, pero delante del publico, le gusta ser amable, y mantener apariencias.

Helios Phire: es el fiel asistente de Gina, su asistente de moda, secretario, y de vez en cuando- el encargado de incinerar a la competencia, Helios es mas o menos una diva, Un wisp algo excentrico y presumido, pero eso solo es cuando esta siendo apasionado por su trabajo, él es un fan de la moda y la elegancia (un poco demasiado) pero tambien sabe como ser un caballero y un buen chico con los invitados ^^ (eso si, no le gustan los idiotas groseros, el es bueno reconociendo problemas y sabe cómo lidiar con ellos)

y Elwood: Es el mayordomo y guardian de la casa Stainland, y tambien el abuelo por merito de Gina, él la crio, y se hizo cargo de la casa hasta que el hermano de Gina tomara el cargo, y un par de años despues, Gina ocupo el cargo como nueva cabeza de la familia, Elwood es como la combinacion de un abuelo estricto, pero tambien chill, él tiene el caracter para decirle a todos que hacer, pero una vez todos han terminado, el deja que todos hagan lo que quieran, con la edad se le nota el cansancio, pero aun asi puede pelear a su modo.

[feather-rose]

Lockdown, Part 1.

.....

Naruto(Through zoom video session to most people whom had zoom sessions, from home..): Man, whose sick here, with COVID?( Sniffes back.) Not me.

Shikamaru: Not me. Hn. Man, what a drag.(Yawns) Gotta take a nap, after studying.

Sakura( Speaking up with headphones.): I’m okay. I’m staying with my parents, here.

Sasuke( Approaching his face to the camera, with wonder.): Still, working on becoming a doctor, Sakura?

Sakura(Nods.): For sure..Haven’t given up onto that hope, yet.

Chouji(Grabs a few pieces of chips and eats them.): Often, I heard you don’t wear a underwear, Sasuke, man. On those video sessions, Sasuke.

Gasps were the only sounds were heard from the video session, here and from the people invited.

That shook the young Uchiha off for a second, as he turned his head back to look around, to see if people were looking back at him.

Naruto(Shocked.): You what?( His eyes had gotten big when Sasuke had almost fell over from his videocam, into shock, here.)

Shikamaru(Waves up a hand, before he fell alsleep, here.): Man what a drag. Let the guy be happy--

Rock Lee(Gasps.): No way!! And I’ve thought I was the worst..

Neji(Offended): Hey! I didn’t meant that way! It’s just weird to see you in green!

Tenten: Definally.( Looks back at her boyfriend here, intrigued.) I think I’ve seen him in that green jumpsuit, more than once.(And looks back at the camera, with a annoyed frown along with Neji.) And it’s quite disturbing you know, Lee?

Rock Lee(Shy, as he brought a hand behind his his neck, as a uncomfortable thingy for him to do, whenever he’d get nervous.): Well---

Sasuke(Exploded back that made everyone jump, here..): I AM, wearing a underwear! Here!

Naruto:(Scoffed back.) Yeah sure, it wouldn’t be a shocking thought to ever think for a second that you had an ass good as an duck’s ass--

Sakura( Wrinkled her nose with disgust, here as she leaned back onto her chair.): Sasuke--

Chouji(Punched himself at the chest after he almost choked down the chips he ate.): Huh?

Shikamaru( Just woke up from a nap on camera as he bounced his head back here, almost startled up.): Whose ass?

Rock Lee(Bafleed up): How unyouthfull Sasuke--

Neji(Horrified.): The heck, what?

Tenten( Hid behind Neji’s back here, with disgust and close to throw up.): That’s so sick--

Sasuke(Blushes hard with humiliation back up at Naruto.): My ass is none of yor shitty bussiness, Naruto--

Naruto(Not giving a damn.): Oh Yeah, right. Cause I do have a few photos over my blog--

Sasuke(Glares up at the camera as it made other people here gulp up hard.): I’m gonna kill you!

Naruto(Snickering back with a stupid smile.): What was that? Teme?

Sasuke(Still glares up at his best friend as he pointed him through the video cam.): I’ll kill you once, quarantine is over! You idiot!

Sakura(Sighs defeated up.): Seriously, you guys act like babies, here..

[electrasev5nwrites]

Ninja Daily: AIC 11

"I don't really see the problem either," Sakura admitted. She hated to agree with Naruto, but… "If the Hokage let Haku in to the village, he might admit Hikari-san as well." She splayed her fingers out. "Probably with similar restrictions and screenings. If she's not a missing nin, I mean."

'Would she want to come here? Haku is still in the security building, and it's been days.'

"Of course she's not a missing nin," Naruto said. He kicked at the legs of his chair and leaned back, letting it balance on two legs. "She didn't look like a criminal."

Privately, Sakura thought that he might be trying to convince himself more than anyone else.

Sasuke-kun huffed. "Don't get cocky, idiot." His arms were folded on the ramen counter, arm protectors pushed up to his elbows. He had nice forearms.

Naruto turned pink, all the way to his ears. "You shut up, teme. You're just mad because you were wrong."

"You weren't right either, Naruto," Sakura pointed out. She sniffed. "Come on, boys. Let's not do this. We have work to do."

Naruto groaned and let his face fall to the counter, even as Sasuke looked away. But Sasuke opened the folder he'd been entrusted with.

Well. Actually, he'd picked that one and left Sakura with the other. She didn't mind. It was more interesting to read about Hikari-san's encounter with another team.

"Did you find anything out from reading all of our notes together, Sasuke-kun?" Sakura consciously worked not to nibble on her lip. "Kakashi-sensei said some things that made me wonder."

Sasuke moved sharply, like he'd been about to shrug and thought better of it. "Taijutsu specialist." He gave the folder a dark look. "According to Kakashi, anyway. He didn't write much about the attack he recognized her by, or the person she supposedly looks like." Something in his jaw twitched. "Useless."

"Oh." Sakura coughed into her fist. "I see. I do have some new information!"

She sounded stupid. Of course she had new information, she had the folder no one else had read. She looked down at the counter to hide the flush on her cheeks. "The team she met was another genin team, led by a jounin taijutsu specialist. The team encountered Hikari-san and her partner after they had finished some kind of retrieval mission, illegally operating within Fire Country's borders."

She cleared her throat, a little confused by the next part. But when she glanced over at her teammates, they both looked interested. She swallowed.

"The report gets really excitable after this, but I think Hikari-san challenged the jounin to a footrace?" Sakura shrugged one shoulder helplessly. "The reasoning isn't explained, but the jounin accepted. Hikari-san sped away, possibly cheating."

Naruto snickered.

Sakura shot him a stern look, even though it was kind of funny. "She reappeared about an hour later, apologized to the group at large, and disappeared with her partner, who the team had been transporting back to Konoha for processing." She tapped a finger to her lips. "Oddly, the other nin didn't fight them. Unless 'being overcome by youth' is some kind of euphemism that I'm not familiar with."

Sasuke-kun raised his eyebrows at that.

"It's not," Kakashi-sensei said dryly.

Naruto squawked and fell backwards. Kakashi-sensei stepped to the side to let him. Naruto hit the dirt with a pained oof and a dusty cloud.

Sakura covered her bowl with a hand and twisted to watch her teammate clutch at his head. She gave her sensei an unimpressed look.

He met her with one of his own as he sat in the seat Naruto had recently vacated. "What do you think is the most telling part of that report?" Kakashi-sensei asked in a bored tone. "Anyone?" His fingers tapped against the side of Naruto's empty bowl.

"She came back for her teammate." Naruto clambered back up onto a more distant seat, scowling at sensei. "She can't be that bad." He rubbed at his head.

Kakashi-sensei pulled out his book. "That's not it."

"Her partner didn't fight." Sasuke-kun laid his elbows on the counter, chin going the slightest bit up.

"What?" Naruto gave him a skeptical look. "That's stupid. What does that have to do with Hikari-san?"

"Sasuke's right, Naruto." Kakashi didn't look up from his book. "We don't know why Hikari-san returned for her partner. It could have been pragmatism, blackmail, anything. That doesn't tell us about her character."

Sakura smacked a fist into her palm. "But the fact that he didn't resist capture before she came back means that he trusts her. Right, sensei?"

He deigned to look at her over his book, eye-smiling. "Yes, but more specifically?"

"He trusted her to return, and he trusted that she would be strong enough to extract him," Sakura realized. "I mean- either she came back because they have a good relationship, or she came back because she needed him safe. But in either case, it would make sense for him to be nervous. If he liked her, he would be nervous that she could get hurt, and probably try to escape on his own. If he didn't like his partner, he would at least be worried about the possibility that he might not get away."

"And when would he get a better chance?" Sasuke commented. "Hikari-san drew off the jounin." His eyes were glittering. "If he didn't run them, he wasn't going to."

Sasuke-kun had always liked thought exercises in the academy.

"So, they're either really strong, or really cocky?" Naruto asked. He scratched at the back of his neck.. "That's what you mean. Right?"

"Partially." Kakashi-sensei shrugged. "Hikari-san more specifically. We already know that Utakata-san is dangerous. He's one of a very small group of shinobi who are uniquely powerful." He gave Naruto a strange look, like he thought Naruto might bound off to fight this Utakata-san. Naruto made a face in return, but it wasn't as light-hearted as she would have predicted.

Sakura tried not to contemplate that scenario too deeply. Naruto probably would go after a really strong ninja unless someone told him not to. Maybe even then.

Sensei was still talking. "If he'd fought, Gai would have had to withdraw to keep his team safe. But we're not talking about that! So. What do we know about Hikari-san from that incident?"

Sakura bit her lip, searching for the right words. "She's the kind of person that her partners trust?" It didn't sound right. Didn't everyone trust their partners? She felt stupid, and in front of her whole team, too. "Ano… I mean…" She fidgeted.

"No, you're right." Kakashi-sensei smooshed his hand down on her head, ruffling her hair.

Sakura squawked under the sudden heat of his palm and the darkness of her bangs over her face. She squirmed out of the way, flailing at his arm. "Sensei!" She pushed his arm away and scowled up at him.

"So!" Kakashi-sensei clapped his hands together, looking perfectly innocent. His book was nowhere to be seen. "We need to know one thing to continue this thought experiment. What data do we need, to make reasonably accurate conjecture about this aspect of Hikari-san's personality?"

Um.

Sakura met Naruto's eyes. He shrugged. She looked at Sasuke. He was staring determinedly off into the middle distance.

Um.

Sensei sighed. "We need to know how long ago they met. If Utakata-san and Hikari-san go way back, that trust is unremarkable." He pulled a folder out of his flak jacket. "If they are only recently, acquainted, on the other hand, something more is going on." The folder made a satisfying slap when he let it fall to the countertop. "If that's true, either they've bonded through extraordinary circumstances, or they simply identify with the other very well. I'll leave it to you to figure out what they might have in common-" His gray eyes flicked over the team theatrically. "-Naruto! That's your job, since your teammates had more input today."

Sakura turned to her blonde teammate, already expecting a groan that didn't come. Naruto hated being assigned schoolwork. But he was narrowing his eyes at sensei, clearly working over something that she'd missed. After a long moment, Naruto looked away. "Whatever you say, old man."

'What? Naruto doesn't give up that easily.'

The interaction was strange enough that Sakura filed it away for a time when Kakashi-sensei wasn't around. Naruto would probably tell her if she asked, wouldn't he?

"I believe our companion think that you could stand to take this a little more seriously." Utakata's chin was propped on laced fingers, dark eyes fixed on Aiko's fingers. She was fiddling with the set menu, internally debating the pros and cons of having a drink before they left. Was there even time? Zabuza had been gone for at least an hour. Surely he'd be back any minute.

She shrugged, kicking her heels against the chair legs. "What do you think?"

The ghost of a smile washed over his face. "I would hate to inflate your head. It is already of unflattering proportions."

Aiko batted her eyes. "You almost said something nice, didn't you? Don't be coy."

"No flirting." Zabuza blocked out the light, arms crossed. "Are you princesses ready to go?"

"Ready if you are." Aiko stood and stretched, smiling as she followed her companions out of the cafe. A fight would be good. Zabuza wanted to kill the Mizukage himself, but-

'I half expect him to need help. That's fine by me. I haven't had a challenge in a while.'

and anyway, what would it really matter if she poached a kill from Zabuza? No one would know. And even if they did, she'd just defer to Zabuza.

She valiantly ignored the small voice of reason that asked if she was hoping to impress Obito. That was ridiculous. He didn't even know her.

'Which would make it even easier to impress him. I know how he thinks, how he fights. If I wanted to… It'd be a bad idea, but I could throw him off.'

Aiko took a moment to imagine waving at the Mizukage and chirping, 'Yo, Obito!' He'd probably wet his pants. She wanted to. It would probably cause trouble down the line, though. He wouldn't be able to let that go.

'Ha. It'd be fun to shock him like that, but nope. I need to be serious. Gonna kick some ass today.'

She was all but humming as the three did final checks of their equipment and ran through optimal objectives.

"The Mizukage is mine." Zabuza looked sternly over at the two of them. "He'll probably have guards. Uzumaki, you-"

"Uzumaki-san," Utakata corrected. He didn't raise his voice, but Zabuza gave him a wary look.

"Uzumaki-san." Zabuza narrowed his eyes. "Will take us directly to the Mizukage. He will almost certainly be in his office. He doesn't spend a shit ton of time out with the people. We'll only have minutes before people in the lower levels realize that this isn't the Mizukage throwing another fit and act. Keep 'em out until I'm done." He unsheathed his sword, hefting it over his right shoulder. "It shouldn't take long, either way."

'He's not wrong.'

Aiko shrugged, mind wandering to the seal in Mist. It hadn't moved- at all, actually. Did Obito just have the Mizukage sitting at his desk all day? That didn't seem very interesting. "Alright. Are you both ready?"

Instead of answering, Utakata heaved a put-upon sigh and held his arm out. Bemused, Aiko hesitated a moment before slipping hers on top delicately.

'We all need to touch, but that's kind of a weird way to do it.'

Zabuza snorted. He might have been smiling under the bandages. He mimicked Utakata's gesture with exaggerated gentleness, cruelly intent eye contact with the other man the whole time. When no one moved, he fluttered his fingers and made a motion that might have been a hair flip.

Aiko pretended not to notice that Utakata's face was darkening in a scowl. She pressed her lips together to hide her own snicker as she put her right arm on Zabuza's with equal flourish.

He was kind of right. The body language was dead-on. But they didn't really have time to bicker- there was a murder scheduled for the middle of the midday break, when most of the Mist administration building would be emptied.

She took all three of them directly to the seal she felt. Zabuza tore out of her grip as soon as he saw the office, striding forward. Maybe he didn't want to be seen holding her arm.

The Mizukage stood smoothly, pushing away his desk. The expected bodyguard melted out of genjutsu against the wall. Just one? Piece of cake. She'd let Utakata have him, and play second for Zabuza. That way, she'd be ready to interfere if he struggled.

"Stand down!" Zabuza snarled, not bothering to really look at the masked operative. "This fight is between me and the Mizukage."

The Mizukage blinked. His pale, childish face did not otherwise react.

'Creepy, dude.'

"That is acceptable."

Aiko froze.

That low rumble was very familiar. And it wasn't coming from the Mizukage's closed lips.

"I am not interested in a fight, Zabuza-san. I was waiting for someone to show up."

Aiko didn't breathe.

Utakata moved ever so slightly in front of her, sliding his right foot between her body and Obito. Like, Obito. Who was here in person. Himself. Not really far away where he couldn't hurt anything. Not that distance really meant anything when it came to Obito. But it sure seemed a lot safer.

'Fuuuuck. Fuck, alright. I didn't expect him to actually be here. That doesn't have to ruin anything. Keep calm. I can do this.'

And then he looked right at her. "Yo, Aiko."

'He stole my joke,' she thought in disbelief, before it really sunk in.

Her soul leapt out of her feet, leaving them heavy and wooden on the ground. At least, that was what it felt like. She couldn't move. She couldn't pretend not to understand.

'I can't. Even. What?'

Aiko shook her head, disbelieving. "That doesn't make any sense." But in a way, it felt like she'd been expecting this. Of course he was here. Obito was preternaturally good at being where he had no business being. That was, like, his thing.

'It's really him. The same him. The him that shouldn't be here. Why? Why is this?'

Her head was full of question marks and incoherent sputtering. She opened her mouth to ask a question. She had a dozen. She couldn't think of one. She left her mouth open.

Classic Obito. Not being dead when he should be and wandering in and out of secured villages and god, Obito, what was even happening? Okay, she was kind of a jerk sometimes, but did she really deserve this?

He seemed to shrug. "I was rather disoriented to find myself in Mizugakure some time earlier than I recalled. When I saw you set explosives on that fruit cart and run off, I assumed it was somehow your fault," Obito mused. She didn't see red glinting in the eyeholes of his mask, but that didn't mean anything. "Was I correct?"

'Yes.'

Aiko shut her mouth and resisted the impulse to cross her arms and look away. "No," she lied sullenly.

'Well. I was trying to bring a seal to me in the original experiment. I just also did another thing. As a bonus. I brought Obito to me at the same time that I brought me to a different Obito with a similar mark. A rousing technical success.'

Being right wasn't bringing her the warm fuzzies that it usually did, for some reason. Maybe it was because she was about to have to fight one of the few people who could really hand her ass to her. The last time they'd fought, she'd betrayed him, dug out his eyes with her thumbs, and forcibly incarcerated him in a mental health facility where he couldn't hurt anyone. He'd been there for… kind of a long time. He probably hadn't appreciated that.

Aiko's mouth was dry. She licked her lips, but it didn't help.

'He's going to kill me.'

Wait.

'Is he still blind? I can probably win that fight.'

She'd found that her situation was different in this world. Either she hadn't been born here, or she was…uh, probably dead, to be honest. Was the same true for Obito? If so, she could reasonably assume that he'd come exactly as he was. That would mean blind.

But he couldn't control the Mizukage without his sharingan. So either the Mizukage was acting of his own volition, or Obito somehow had his eyes again. Or still. It was a little confusing. She needed more information.

"I don't suppose you feel like taking off your mask so we can have a heart-to-heart?" Aiko tried, cocking her head to the side. Her heart was pounding. It needed to calm down. It was going to give away that she was panicking.

"Not really," Obito said flatly. He crossed his arms. "I'd say nice try, but that was actually pretty pathetic."

"Uzumaki?" Zabuza's eyes tracked between Obito and the Mizukage, not letting either of them out of his sight. "The hell are you on about?"

She'd forgotten there were other people in the room.

Maybe Obito had, too. His head turned slightly, mask pointing towards the head of the room.

The Mizukage leapt at Zabuza. Zabuza cursed, barely swinging to the side in time. Foul, furious chakra burst into the air with enough force to rattle Aiko's teeth and sting like acid in her gums.

'Time to not be in this room.'

Aiko lunged at Utakata, grasping his robes. He threw his arms out in reflex, but restrained from attacking her at the last moment.

The three-tailed bijuu roared, swinging a tail downward. It connected with the floor, tearing away wood and evaporating the goddamn carpet, leaving only a broken rafter separating them from the room below. The spiked trail of chakra behind the tail gouged a line in the ceiling and left plaster drifting. The beast was still growing, swelling grotesque bubbles of flesh up on the Mizukage's face and out in lumps from his limbs, while the chakra flooded out of his mouth and eyes.

Someone shouted below.

She moved, dragging Utakata out of the building with her, concentrating more on 'up' than 'away'. They landed on the roof. Obito was already dissolving into place, arms still crossed. He seemed politely interested in the goings-on.

'He's just going to watch?'

Glass shattered. The window? The window and the wall, apparently. Zabuza came swinging up, Yagura's bijuu ridden body right behind him. It brought with it a hot wave of the smell of bloated corpses rotting in a river. Also, a fishy scent.

For one strange, delirious moment, Aiko remembered that she'd felt sorry for the three-tailed bijuu when she'd sealed it.

That had been a bad decision. Nope, squishy feelings rescinded. It could suffer in a box forever. Who had a box?

Aiko halted. She forgot how to breathe.

'I don't know how to put it in a box.'

She didn't know how to seal a bijuu in anything other than a person. The seal she'd learned had relied on an active chakra system.

'That was a really big problem to forget about.'

She didn't know who had sealed the beast after Yagura's defeat. She'd known that he was a jinchuuriki, and she'd known that his bijuu had been imprisoned after his death. But she hadn't quite made the connection there.

Those two facts didn't make sense together. When a jinchuuriki was killed, their bijuu was supposed to go with them, at least temporarily. How would you even begin to design a seal that released a bijuu when the jinchuuriki died? What kind of jackass would do th-

'Obito. God, does anyone else ever do anything? It's always Obito.'

"Don't kill him!" Aiko struggled to be heard over roaring, eventually pitching her voice into a shrill scream. "Don't kill Yagura!"

Zabuza gave her an incredulous look. That was all he had time for before Yagura-bijuu tore across the roof at him, pulling up tile and shedding sharp slivers of shells, white and iridescent on one side. He was getting bigger. A lot bigger. Yagura's body was mostly obscured by a cloud of solid chakra, dotted with shells and sand and ominous red bits that looked suspiciously like innards where they glinted soggily in the light. And the cloud was growing thicker.

'It might not matter if we don't kill Yagura. The bijuu is on the verge of taking over his body.'

She'd come prepared to fight a jinchuuriki. A jinchuuriki could be neutralized by killing them. A bijuu couldn't be killed. It could only be reasoned with -unlikely- physically moved -it'd just kill other people where she left it- or sealed.

The nay-saying voice in her head was silent at that option. Which sucked, because she really did not want to do that, it was unethical and horrible and difficult and it didn't really matter what she wanted, did it?

It needed to be sealed, or a lot of people were going to die. She needed to do something. She needed-

"Ink."

And she didn't know where to get it.

Utakata didn't look at her, so she pulled on his arm urgently.

"What?" His voice was low and sharp. He still didn't look at her.

A horrible feeling rolled in her gut. She leaned forward. Her partner's pupils were blown wide open. He was inhumanly pale and beginning to sweat.

'His bijuu is very interested in this.'

"Oh, hell." Aiko physically shook her partner as hard as she could, fisting her hands in his robes and rocking with her whole body weight. "Snap out of it!"

He shook her off, letting her fall back and rip his outer robe. He didn't even react to the damage, which was not like him at all. Shit, he was far gone. She dropped the fabric and lunged back at him, desperate to shake the person back to the surface.

It was not a wise decision. The only thing she really saw was distended, swollen knuckles steaming with demonic energy as he backhanded her away. She was too shocked to evade the blow. She was aware of a horrible crack in her cheekbone and white flashing across her vision and then she was tumbling, streaks of bloody pain down her arms and legs where she hadn't broken her fall against the tile roof and she was tumbling down the side, how tall was the building again-

She pulled away, reluctant to leave Mist but needing some amount of space from danger. She wasn't exactly sure where she was. Probably still in city limits. She was aware of screaming in the distance and the crash of debris. A roar tore out of a throat as wide as a full-grown man's waist. The sound shook the ground. But it was nothing compared to the thunder of two bijuu meeting. Her head echoed with the sound, around and around.

'Zabuza's probably dead. Yagura is definitely dead. The plan is shot.'

Aiko forced her body up. She opened her eyes. It hurt like utter hell, but other than that, she seemed alright. Her vision wasn't any worse than it had been for the last week, at least. She swallowed.

'I need ink. A brush. And a sacrifice.'

The two bijuu in the distance were enormous. If she squinted, she saw a lump that might have been Utakata's body melding into his bijuu's bulk. A small group of Mist-nin were already attacking the two bijuu. Was that lava? Mei?

Mei didn't look like she had things under control, if Aiko were to be brutally honest.

Aiko took a moment to pray that the seven-tails would release Utakata once it realized it wasn't in mortal danger from the three-tails, because she didn't know how to seal that one.

Some coward sprinted past her, running for the mainland. They hit the harbor with a splash and kept going for safety.

"Wait!"

They didn't. She couldn't blame them.

'How am I going to do this?'

She needed to calm down. She had to think. Aiko swallowed. What exactly did she need?

'Time to make the seal, without getting attacked while I work. To get close enough to force it into the seal. Ink. Brush. Sacrifice.'

Hiraishin. She'd make the seal while she was at a distance, and then hiraishin close enough to pull the beast in. Of course, she'd need to not get killed while doing that. Chakra chains would hopefully hold one bijuu and keep it immobilized while she dealt with it, but she definitely couldn't handle two at once. So she'd have to grab the three-tailed beast, hiraishin away with it and her jinchuuriki, and hope to god that Utakata didn't kill too many people while she was busy.

She ran down a street that looked like a business area, desperately checking over every building that she passed for something remotely likely. Homes would have ink, offices would too, but she might waste precious minutes searching. A store- she crashed in through the large window, barely avoiding knocking over a shelving unit. She found what she needed and ripped open packages with her teeth. Her hands were shaking too much for anything else.

That, too, was unacceptable. The realization hit her with a shock.

Something rocked the village. No- it rocked the island. There was an impossible boom, and then the ocean spilled over the island, a wave that crested in the distance and swept through. Aiko leapt to a high spot before the wave reached her. She closed her ears to the screaming. She closed her eyes to the sight of a dog pulled away into the ocean, yipping piteously and struggling for life. She breathed. Slowly. In. Out. Someone screamed nearby and her heart jumped again. She forced it to calm. In. Out. She centered herself.

When she opened her eyes, her hands didn't shake. She wasn't thinking about people dying around her. She was only thinking about what she should do next. Her eyes tracked impassively over the village. She saw plenty of people now, clinging to rubble or running away into an ocean that they couldn't cross now, or trying to attack the bijuu. None of them stood out as likely candidates.

'A suitable host will have compatible chakra or be able to accommodate the influx.'

She didn't have time to go run tests on chakra to determine compatability. That left her with the second option. That left her with the option of finding an infant, the younger the better, or-

an Uzumaki. Aiko breathed out. You don't exactly find those under every rock. Not many options. She did not let her fingers tremble, with fear or anything else. She drew a kunai down the front of her shirt to cut it in half, baring her canvas. It had to be her. The alternative was too ghoulish. She could do it, she could find an infant, but she wouldn't.

It required concentration. Her angle was different than she remembered. She struggled to keep her lines perfect. Since she wasn't laying down, the drip pattern would be different. She compensated by keeping her brush as dry as possible, not allowing any extra ink to pool or slip. Circle. Whorl. Twist. Gate here. Whorl. Anchor it. Anchor. Gate. Flick.

She had absolutely no idea how long it took. She kept her torso perfectly straight, because bending would ruin everything. She turned away from the fighting and let the wind dry her paint, flapping her hands at her gut like she was trying to dry nail polish. She waited. It had to dry. People were dying behind her, and she had to wait.

It dried.

Aiko looked over to the bijuu. The three-tailed bijuu was flailing, venting fury on the other bijuu. The seven-tail might have just been defending herself.

Good. She was taking the more aggressive one away. Where to? Far away would be good. But away from people.

'Sorry, Suna. You're probably not going to appreciate this, but it worked out okay last time. As far as these things go, anyway.'

Aiko took a deep breath. She let the ink bottle slip from her fingers, shattering into the rocky torrent working down the street. She bit her lip and readied her chakra, feeling her chakra chains shudder at the edge of being. Then she re-positioned herself behind the three-tailed beast, forcing the chains out at the same instant. They rocketed up and out, coiling and grabbing at the turtle before it knew to resist. It bellowed, rearing up. Utakata darted forward and scored a painful blow against its soft underside, but Aiko wasn't paying any attention to that. She was wrapping the beast as tightly as she could, trying to catch and trap every tail and she had two pinned but the last was evading her and the turtle demon was teetering on the edge of falling back onto her-

She screamed with the effort of moving all that chaotic, struggling chakra. It wasn't like slipping through dimensions to Suna. It was more like tearing through reality with her fingernails, ripping her fingers to the bone to do it. But it worked.

Sand flew, pelting her with a painful shards of heat, but at least she'd avoided the worst of the cascade resulting from the bijuu's fall. When it bellowed, it sounded more like a wounded cow than anything else.

Aiko chanced a glance and forced down the insane urge to sink into the burning sand and let hysteria take over. It was trapped on its back. Like a real turtle.

She was tempted- like, really tempted, to sit back and watch it struggle.

Instead, she made a seal. Just for focus. She closed her eyes. And she started to pull on the turtle's chakra. It went utterly silent. Shock? The first tendrils of chakra hit her skin, began to burn and sizzle, and resisted her pull. She forced the fire into her belly and groaned in pain. It felt like being bored open, like slowly pressing her body into an enormous blade.

All was still.

And then it wasn't. The seal hooked hungrily onto the chakra it had been fed, pulling on the source. The turtle bijuu shrieked, seagulls and crashing waves and something angry and incomprehensibly ancient in the deep. It thrashed, kicking up sand.

She didn't let go.

It began to convulse, leaking boiling water. Some caught Aiko, but most splashed harmlessly onto the sand, rolling away and beginning to seep into the desert.

She didn't let go.

The demon roared. The sky itself shook. It was raining- not just rain, but acid. It was raining acid. Aiko turned her face down and threw her free hand above her head. She felt the water run down her back, along with blood and oh god, was that clump of hair?

Somehow, that was the most disturbing part. Her hair. She could feel her hair pulling out of her scalp and falling down her back. She bent over further, forgetting the fear that covering the seal on her belly would prevent it from working. The seal didn't seem to care, tugging greedily on the bijuu. The bijuu was screaming now. Like a child. It sounded like a frightened child. One last claw struggled for purchase in the desert, losing grip and sending sand flying. It sucked into her skin just as the upset sand rattled her body and threw her to her back, partially submerged in a dune.

It wasn't even a pretty day. Aiko frowned up at the grey sky, feeling cheated. It wasn't even a blue sky.

That was the last thing she thought before darkness took her.

She woke up to a peeling sunburn from her neck to her hipbones and manacles around her wrists. Someone gasped. Heels clicked against linoleum.

Aiko peeled one eye open, noted the aghast Suna medic holding her clipboard up like a shield against her pale face, and groaned.

'I was captured? Of course I was. I gave off a ton of chakra and then passed out. I didn't even think to move. Embarrassing.'

She pulled herself far away. Like, really far away, where sand wouldn't get in the peeling burns on her chest. She sat up. Only then did she feel a spark of self-consciousness over her bared front. Where was her kit? Without her kit… she had no money. No medicine, or clothes, or weapons.

She didn't remember putting it down. It should have still been strapped to her back.

'They confiscated my things when they brought me in. It'll be long gone. Probably being processed.'

Aiko snorted. There was absolutely nothing useful or incriminating in her bags, with the exception of three stolen kunai and Jiraiya's complete works. Damnit. How many times was she going to have to replace that collection?

"Suna probably won't even enjoy it. Assholes." The raspy, ugly quality of her voice startled her for a moment. She sounded like she'd been screaming. Had she? She didn't remember that.

She leveraged her body up. Her muscles pulled and ached. The bones in her knees creaked. For a moment, Aiko stood still, trembling with effort. Then she put one foot in front of another.

'Sun is almost down.'

Maybe it was the same day. Maybe it wasn't. Did it really matter?

'Businesses will be closing soon.'

She'd find a place. Break in, get dressed. Then she'd see what, if anything, was left of Mizugakure.

Her hopes weren't high.

[themidnightguardian]

Day 14: Failed Escape & "I'll be right behind you." -- Naruto & Sasuke

Sasuke & Naruto (platonic or otherwise, up to you) | AU where Naruto has been raised in ROOT since he was a toddler and Sasuke joined willingly for power, but they're both genin-aged now | Content Warnings: mention of ROOT activities like killing kids during the "graduation" and psychological conditioning to not feel emotion

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Sasuke had joined because Danzo promised him power, strength, a skillset to match or exceed Itachi’s. He hadn’t minded the training. It was tough, yes, but Sasuke didn’t need emotions to slow him down, didn’t need the burden of too-soft teammates, didn’t need gentleness. There would be little of it in the shinobi world, after all. No use getting too comfortable.

But then he’d met the blond boy.

The blond boy did not have a name, or if he had one, he did not know it. Danzo called him Jinchuuriki and nothing else. Sasuke called him dobe.

Because the blond boy might have been strong, powerful enough to be a worthy opponent in a spar, but he was an idiot. He smiled a lot, laughed, cracked jokes and pushed and prodded. He cried over the other Root kids that didn’t “pass” graduation—silently, and only where Danzo couldn’t see, but he cried nonetheless.

And he was kind. Outside of spars, his hands were careful and warm. On the occasions they were fed something other than ration bars, the dobe would slip his tomatoes onto Sasuke’s plate. When they were assigned to share a bunk, the blond boy would wake Sasuke from his nightmares and hold his hands until the shaking stopped. After sparring, the dobe would break down Sasuke’s moves, talk about how they might combine Sasuke’s fire with the dobe’s wind.

The blond boy was a vicious fighter, but he was good in a way that no one else Sasuke had ever met was.

It was on the third month of their not-friendship that Sasuke learned the truth: that the dobe had not joined Danzo’s Root but had been taken.

“I don’t remember much. I was just a baby. But I think…I think there was someone who loved me,” the blond boy confessed quietly into the darkness of their shared room. “I remember being held. I remember the stuffed do g they gave me, how I used to cling to it. I remember…I remember Danzo taking it away. I think about it all the time. One day, when I’m strong enough, I’m going to get out of here. I’m going to find them, if I can.”

They might be dead, Sasuke had thought, but he hadn’t said it aloud. It didn’t really matter anyway. The dobe didn’t want to be here, regardless of whether there was someone waiting for him outside of Root or not.

And maybe Sasuke would have let it be because it wasn’t his business what the dobe wanted to do with his life. But he’d never know, because on a random night around five months into his not-friendship with the blond boy, at some unholy hour of the morning, Sasuke was shaken awake roughly, a hand clamped over his mouth.

With the sharingan, it was easy to see the dobe’s blue eyes, wide and serious in a way that never boded well.

“We’ve got to go. Now.”

“What? Why?”

“He’s going to make us fight. I can’t—I won’t.”

“Dobe, what?” Sasuke’s brain was still half asleep, and the blond boy wasn’t making any sense.

“Danzo. He doesn’t like it when any of his Root agents form bonds. The mission—his mission—is always supposed to come first. I guess he didn’t expect us to get along, and now he’s…he’s going to make us fight unless we leave right now.”

“We spar all the time—”

“I’m not talking about sparring, teme,” the blond boy snarled. His hands fell on Sasuke’s shoulders. “I won’t kill you, but I don’t want to die either. So we have to go.”

Oh. Everything clicked into place in his mind all at once. He and the dobe were too close despite Sasuke’s best attempts to seem aloof. Danzo didn’t like anything that might conflict with Root’s loyalty to him and his vision of the village. The dobe was important, a Jinchuuriki—which after months of puzzling it out, Sasuke finally understood—and while Sasuke as the last loyal Uchiha was important, he also knew which of the two of them Danzo would consider more valuable.

He had become a distraction to Danzo’s precious Jinchuuriki, and for that, Sasuke would have to die. And Danzo would try to make the dobe do it himself, just to solidify the lesson.

“How do we get out?” he asked, grasping the dobe’s hand and letting himself be pulled along. The blond boy had been here much, much longer than Sasuke had, and knew every nook and cranny of the place.

“There’s an old access tunnel they used to use for discreet food and weapons transport. They closed it down about…hm, five years ago? Because someone started sniffing around, so they had to close down any potentially compromised exits and build in new ones. But they never collapsed the tunnel or anything because if they did that, they’d risk the above-ground caving in and revealing the location anyway, so it’s still usable.”

“Probably locked up pretty tight though,” Sasuke pointed out.

The dobe shrugged. “I mean, yeah, it would probably be pretty tough to break through if I hadn’t been working at it for the past year and a half.”

Sasuke blinked. Maybe the dobe was smarter than he’d been giving him credit for. Then again, he’d always known the blond boy was good in battle scenarios, smart about fighting and strategy, if a little impulsive. This was just an exfiltration, when he thought about it. One that the dobe had apparently been planning for a long time.

Sasuke let himself be tugged along through winding corridors and yanked into shadowy corners whenever anyone passed too close by. At this hour, most people were asleep, but there was still a guard rotation they had to avoid. But for the blond boy, it didn’t seem to be much of a problem, and once again Sasuke wondered exactly what Danzo had been teaching him to be competent enough to outmaneuver adult nin at only 12 or 13 years old.

Eventually they made it to a clearly unused part of the underground labyrinth, and Sasuke found himself being told to “stand watch” while the blond tinkered briefly with a hidden-doorway built into the wall. After a moment, it clicked open and the dobe waved him forward.

“You go first. I’ve got to lock up the door anyway, and besides, if you use your fire jutsu, we might actually be able to see where we’re going. It should be a straight shot out, but who knows what the exit looks like or if we’ll have to blow our way out.”

Sasuke nodded and slipped into the pitch-black tunnel, waiting for the blond to finish whatever he was doing to lock up the door before moving forward, a tiny, flickering flame in the palm of his hand. Quickly, they moved through the darkness, the blond boy so close at his back he could feel every warm exhale on the back of his neck.

For a long stretch, it seemed like the tunnel would be endless darkness, but after walking for what felt like hours—it couldn’t have possibly been that long, he knew—they finally reached an old, boarded up door.

That, too, was taken care of quickly enough with a sharp burst of flames to eat up the wood, and when all that remained was the metal of the door, the dobe rushed forward with a powerful kick and forced it open.

Cool, pre-dawn air filled their lungs, sweet and precious. Sasuke hadn’t realized how much he’d missed the fresh air after all those months underground. The blond boy at his side was staring up at the sky with wide-eyed wonder, and Sasuke briefly wondered if he’d ever been allowed out at all, if he’d seen the sky since he was first taken into Root.

Sasuke almost didn’t want to disrupt him, but—

“We should keep moving.”

“There’s little point in that now, is there?” a cool, dismissive voice said, and both boys jerked towards the sound, backs already placed together in a defensive position. Danzo stepped out from behind a nearby tree, several other Root agents in their blank masks flanking him in the branches. “You didn’t really think that your little escape attempt would work, did you?”

“Sasuke,” the blond boy whispered, so quiet there was no way Danzo could hear them. “I can hold them off. You run.”

“No.” He balked at the very idea of fleeing like some coward. At the idea of leaving the dobe behind.

“Go,” the dobe urged, hand squeezing Sasuke’s briefly. “I’ll be right behind you, just as soon as I take of this. Promise. Besides, you could use the head start.”

It was a fragile promise, and an even more pathetic attempt at a joke. The blond boy was strong, but there were five opponents here, all of them well-trained, and who knew what, exactly, Danzo himself was capable of. Just because he was old didn’t mean that he would be easy to take down.

If you can’t take out Danzo and few of his pet Root agents, then you’ll never stand a chance against Itachi, a cruel voice in his head whispered.

“We have a better chance together,” Sasuke protested. “And I can’t let you take all the credit.”

The blond boy was quiet for a moment, and Sasuke could practically hear the silent, One of us should make it out of this, at least. But Sasuke was stubborn, and he’d already made up his mind.

Danzo sighed. “You’re going to fight, then. What a waste. Take the Jinchuuriki alive. I have no use for another disloyal Uchiha.”

The blank-masked figures blurred into motion at the same moment Sasuke’s sharingan flared to life, and he could only hope that the wind at his back and the fire shaping in his palms would be enough.

[ilbenmalpensanteus]

Drabble from the unedited work The Clarity of Psychotic Jealousy by @mixu and me!

Day 3 // Prompt: Blank period (SNS 19 years old)

A very short, very sweet, very Sasuke story!

Enjoy ✨

What pride doesn’t hide

“Why?” Sasuke’s voice was overflowing with frustration.

He had asked many times, and Naruto had failed to provide a satisfying answer each one of them.

“You should know already,” the idiot replied.

“Just answer the question!”

Naruto hesitated, side glancing at Sasuke for a moment before swallowing with difficulty.

“Because I love you.”

Sasuke released a long, shaky sigh. Some part of his mind — one he had buried deeply — had insisted that was the simplest explanation for Naruto’s actions. He had not dared to listen, to believe, but now he had his confirmation.

“Sasuke?”

“Fucking finally,” he huffed, trying to downplay the absolute joy he felt.

“What kind of reply is that!”

“It’s what you get for insisting on that friends bullshit.”

“You think it’s easy, Teme?” Naruto glared at him. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

Sasuke paused. It was a fair question, but he wasn’t about to admit that.

“Maybe because your dense skull wouldn’t have gotten the message.”

“Ha! You were the one who kept asking why, why, why!”

“Shut it, Usuratonkachi!”

[ao3feed-timkon]

Bruce Tiene Una Cana

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by Lord_Izhan04

AU Soulmate, donde las personas dejan de envejecer a los 18 años. La única forma de acabar con la juventud eterna es conocer a tu alma gemela para que ambos puedan envejecer juntos.

Bruce tendría cuarenta años ahora pero nunca encontró a su alma gemela, así que se ve eternamente bello y joven. Jason dice que él los enterrará a todos si no comienza a salir de casa para algo más que no sea patrullar, como lleva haciendo durante los últimos 20 años. Bruce finge que no le importa. Es solo que ha llegado a un punto donde teme ser el primer caso de una persona eternamente joven, pero tal vez sea mejor así. Estar con Batman era peligroso para cualquiera, Bruce no quería que su alma gemela tenga que cargar con su dolor.

A los 36 años formó a la Liga de la Justicia y si Tim no fuera el más inteligente de la familia, Bruce jamás habría notado que se veía más maduro y grande, como si estuviera envejeciendo. Por suerte, el pequeño Tim es el mejor de todos, y se encargará de juntar todas las piezas para descubrir quién es el alma gemela de Bruce, aunque eso conlleve pedir la ayuda de sus tontos hermanos mayores.

Words: 2924, Chapters: 1/?, Language: Español

Fandoms: DCU, Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Alfred Pennyworth, Diana (Wonder Woman), Barry Allen, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Oliver Queen, Cyborg (Character), Arthur Curry, J'onn J'onzz

Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Wally West, Roy Harper/Jason Todd (implicit), Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, alternative universe, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Tim Drake is Red Robin, Tim Drake is So Done, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd is a Batfamily Member, Bruce Wayne Knows Clark Kent is Superman, Idiots in Love, Love Confessions, Good Grandparent Alfred Pennyworth, Justice League is So Done, Tumblr Prompt

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[bearsuitrecords]

Eamon The Destroyer - "We'll Be Piranhas" review from Terapija.net

Deformirani nadrealizam elektroakustičnog neo-popa iz Edinburgha. S izdanjima škotskog Bearsuit Records na ovim stranicama nismo se družili već poprilično dugo, još tamo prije COVID-19 pandemije. Od tada je David Hillary objavio dvadesetak radova, između ostalih i dva albuma, te dva EP/ singla ovog autorskog projekta otkačenog lika što je radio u edinburškim bendovima Idiot Half Brother i Ageing Children, a znan je i po radovima Bunny & The Invalid Singers i Jikan Ga Nai. Usput, naziv projekta je pjesma s albuma "Fear of the Horizon" www.terapija.net/mjuzik.asp?ID=28227 upravo Bunnyja i invalida pjevača iz 2018. godine

Ovdje se radi o drugom albumu miksanom u Bearsuit studiju u Edinburghu, a masteriranom kod Philippe Gerbera u Philadelphiji, a riječ je o kohezivnom spoju neo-classicala s elektro-akustičnim/ chamber-pop levitacijama na koje se isprepliću vokalne polumelodične arije prilično sirovog i hrapavo mračnog baršunastog baritona. Na youtube topic kanalu stoji uz dva klipa Hillaryjevo ime, no neka ne zbuni da gazda ima neke veze s time osim što je zvučno i stilski vrlo blisko uobičajenom profilu etikete dozvoljavajući podjednaki omjer klasicizma i suvremenog popa izranjajući povremeno i do noise-pop frekvencija, a naravno i nezaobilaznih ambijenata.

Međutim, ono što se ovdje posebno izdvaja su neurotično šašavi, bizarni, pa čak i koji puta eksplicitni tekstovi nakrcani nadrealizmom, bajkovitim psihodelicima i šizofrenim manijama o zločestim patuljcima, stablima tigrova, trolovima na štulama, generalu lijenčini, prirodnim anomalijama u obliku tektonskih pomaka, uraganima što su kreirali krajobraze, a stavljeni su u kontekst savršenog dara zlatnog doba prethistorije, pa čudnovatim fikcijama o mjesecu na katu, ha-ha-ha, nešto poput Krležine "Krava na orehu" iz serijala "Balade petrice Kerempuha"...

Lirski gledano, izrečena je svojevrsna kritička svijest rezigniranog buntovnika narativnog karaktera kroz slike metaforičkih situacija i okrutnosti života u kome je otpor vitalan ispušni ventil. Upotreba figura dikcije uz opći ton ironičnog izlaganja često prelazi u sarkazam s izrazitom sklonošću prema groteski s naglašenim protestom prema ustaljenim običajima i normama, takoreći iracionalnog diktata misli bez kontrole i moralne predrasude, ali pakirane u estetici pokušavajući odoljeti gušenju društvenim pritiscima i stabiliziranju neke normalnosti onkraj metafizičke stvarnosti.

Pristup je uočljivo uznemirujući već od samog uvodnika "The choirmaster" s post-avangardnim očaranjem u kome, kao i u nastavku albuma ne treba očekivati logički, racionalni smisao budući da su aranžmani često rascijepani i rastrgani ne težeći da budu provokativno neugodni, ali upozoravaju da mogu uvući u čaroban krug začarane dimenzije shvaćanja. Također, koji puta su to fantastični prizori s elementima dječje naivnosti, primjerice "Sonny said" ili "Underscoring the blues", a koji puta i začinjeni sočnim perverzijama poput singla "Rope" za koji postoji i 'mekša' verzja iz kojeg su izbačene psovke. Full LP:

Na svojim krajnim granicama, dovode se slušna izmještanja s osjećajem nestvarnosti podsvjesnom manipulacijom opozicijskog sučeljavanja nesrazmjernih likova, događaja i pojava koje žive u čudovištu ljudskog uma. Trpi se u određenoj mjeri i izobličavanje svijesnog i budnog percipirajući psihodelične snove i halucinacije lagano podebljane ekspresionističkim strukturama neobičnog spoja u dvije centralne teme - naslovnoj "We'll be piranhas" i drugog singla šašavog imena "Pewter Wolf" s naturalističkim opstrukcijama plesnog popa i ambijentalne glazbe iako im sadržaj lascivno vizualizira sukob svakodnevice s vizijom duha, mašte i snova. Naposljetku, završna "My stars" u dva neobična dijela razdvojena sa skoro 5 minuta tišine sablasno rozgaju dadaističkim frottage terenom (franc. 'trljanje') zbunjujući posebnim efektima tjeskobe i zagonetne duhovne zabave.

Uz neosporni egzibicionizam i ekscentričan smisao za problem ravnoteže i posrtanja u životu, ovo ima pronicljivu čud samospoznaje i uznemirenog egzistencijalizma u prijatnim paradoksnim apstrakcijama spoja organskog i digitalnog, u svakom slučaju osvježavajućeg neo-popa koji je sklon istraživanjima u ogledalu neodrživog, kako je prikazano, deformiranog i apsurdnog svijeta s izvorištem u podsvijesti. Terapija.net (Horvi – 29.10.23) http://terapija.net/mjuzik.asp?ID=32706

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罵倒って　ラグナ君/ please scold me Ragna

Fans can send letters with small anecdotes, where at the end they’re like: man I am such an idiot. And than Sugita (Ragna) insults them with a simple you idiot (Temee Bakaga!/ テメエ　馬鹿が!)

Episode 1

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Bruce Tiene Una Cana

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by Lord_Izhan04

AU Soulmate, donde las personas dejan de envejecer a los 18 años. La única forma de acabar con la juventud eterna es conocer a tu alma gemela para que ambos puedan envejecer juntos.

Bruce tendría cuarenta años ahora pero nunca encontró a su alma gemela, así que se ve eternamente bello y joven. Jason dice que él los enterrará a todos si no comienza a salir de casa para algo más que no sea patrullar, como lleva haciendo durante los últimos 20 años. Bruce finge que no le importa. Es solo que ha llegado a un punto donde teme ser el primer caso de una persona eternamente joven, pero tal vez sea mejor así. Estar con Batman era peligroso para cualquiera, Bruce no quería que su alma gemela tenga que cargar con su dolor.

A los 36 años formó a la Liga de la Justicia y si Tim no fuera el más inteligente de la familia, Bruce jamás habría notado que se veía más maduro y grande, como si estuviera envejeciendo. Por suerte, el pequeño Tim es el mejor de todos, y se encargará de juntar todas las piezas para descubrir quién es el alma gemela de Bruce, aunque eso conlleve pedir la ayuda de sus tontos hermanos mayores.

Words: 2924, Chapters: 1/?, Language: Español

Fandoms: DCU, Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Alfred Pennyworth, Diana (Wonder Woman), Barry Allen, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Oliver Queen, Cyborg (Character), Arthur Curry, J'onn J'onzz

Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Wally West, Roy Harper/Jason Todd (implicit), Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, alternative universe, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Tim Drake is Red Robin, Tim Drake is So Done, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd is a Batfamily Member, Bruce Wayne Knows Clark Kent is Superman, Idiots in Love, Love Confessions, Good Grandparent Alfred Pennyworth, Justice League is So Done, Tumblr Prompt

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