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This is why I read the reddit comments

#currently bookmarking sites on archery #a round of applause for the fanfic girlies who put in the work

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listening to phil collins

#akira toriyama #rest in peace legend

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SANSWEEP SANSWEEP

#no words needed

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I made this and I find it really hilarious so please enjoy.

#i did laugh at it

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seven new ways that you can eat your young

#had to reblog this is so damn good omg

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😭😭😭🧡🧡🧡

I have so many thoughts about Kisame, but I don't know what to write! 😭

Uuuuum, I headcanon him as the type to try and stay detached, but he craves connection y'know? He's been betrayed again and again, given his loyalty only to be lied to, and even when he vows to create a world without lies, that promise was one of the biggest lies of all. He never even knew what he was actually fighting for in the end!

He has so little trust, yet he fights to be respected by Might Guy, he cracks jokes with his fellow Akatsuki members, he worries that he's too odd looking to be attractive! (Non Canon I believe but still!)

He just wants people that will be true in return. And he never even got that 😭

I never knew I needed affection-starved kisame until I read this and I want to kiss your forehead for enlightening my tiny brain 😭🥹🥹😔<3333

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He does not discriminate 🧡

i think about this a lot. what if a deaf human fell down the mountain. would he make his threatening language accessible

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the reason that itachi comes off as a dark doomed force of tragedy and kisame comes off as a goofy guy with no feelings is because itachi was a teenager. like, everything is worse and more dramatic when youre a gifted kid in highschool who's only social interaction is found with the equivalent of deranged people on a fan site chatroom for a really old and obscure book.

kisame has the benefit of being an adult who already had a hard life stuck in a harder life, but instead of being emo about it he went full nihilistic chad. he's the embodiment of 'this might as well happen' with the confidence in his own future demise to roll with whatever came his way

if itachi had lived past 25 he would've been more embarassed about his speeches to sasuke and would not have taunted kakashi for his tween grudges. but he did pop off with the crows.

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Say what you want about the Buu saga, but it was definitely prime time for Piccolo content

Here’s my favorite DBZ clip with zero context what so ever. 

#piccolo #dbz

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There also needs to be a button for “this is the 5000th time I’ve read your fic because I’m having a horrible day and this is the only thing in the world that always brings me happiness.”

#bruh its so easy and so nice #could even just leave an emoji #🧡

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kisame, who in all honesty doesn’t think about sex all that much until he meets you. sure, he’s had it before, and yes he jacks off when he needs to; but he’s not an overly sexual person. doesn’t really need it, he’s a grown man that has a job, a mortgage, friends; he’s busy. so busy and dealing with insecurities he hasn’t had to think about because he just doesn’t have sex that when he first meets you the possibility doesn’t even cross his mind. he’s not blind, you’re cute & sweet in a way that’s comforting, you’re funny, and but that’s as far as his imagination goes and he’s fine with that. it isn’t until you’re a little drunk one night and you slip and call him handsome while dusting something off of his head that he vividly imagines what it would be like to have you on top of him, mouthing more terms of endearment into his ear, running your fingers through his hair, over his face, and he’s hard and has to excuse himself to take a fucking breath. and now the floodgates have opened and he’s cursing you while stroking himself so he can sleep, waking up humping the bed and groaning into his pillow, finds himself gritting his teeth every time he sees you and of course you insist on hugging him, pinching his arm, elbowing his waist; the constant contact has him aching until one day it’s too much and he shoots you a text with one hand while his other is gripping his drink

you’re playing a dangerous game with me girl.

and when he looks up to see your reaction he’s floored by the way you grin at him all lopsided, holding up your drink to him as if to toast him. his phone buzzes and he glances down, blood rushing to his cheeks and down at your response.

it’s about time you started playing.

#ive missed him too

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Too Cute For Boundaries

Heyo y'all, I wrote a thing.

Summary: Kisame can't seem to find a reason to get up right now.

Kisame had awoken early in the morning, gently roused by the start of gentle rainfall tapping against the thin window. Dim barely there light was fighting its way through the same window despite the cloud cover, signalling the start of another long day of travelling with only a thread of a real lead on the whereabouts of their target. Not a man that shirked off duty, it was abnormal for him to continue lying still in the bed. It wasn’t even comfortable, somehow managing just the right balance of lumpy, squishy, odd-smelling, and scratchy fabric to make him genuinely long to be camping outside. It wasn’t comfort that kept him still, even as he focussed on the most minute sounds of movement through the thin walls of Itachi’s room. 

Cuddled up to him to fend off the chill that seeped through the poorly insulated building was the reason for his procrastination. Waking up with the shrimp snuggled up to him wasn’t even that irregular of an occurrence by now, but still, sometimes it made him pause. He wouldn’t say he was desperate for human contact, nor was he lonely, and despite knowing she was far more innocent than he could even pretend to be, it wasn’t that either. Something about waking up with her tucked safely to his side just made him want to savour it anyway. 

Maybe she could feel his eyes on her, or maybe even sense his puzzled emotions, or possibly she was just accustomed to the usual wake-up times her shinobi companions maintained. Either way, she began to stir, her breathing became slightly heavy and her face scrunched, and she flexed her hands, the one that was resting on him dug into his skin briefly before she released and began to stretch the rest of her body. Unfurling from her spot against him with a groggy groan, rolling back and forth, bumping into him, allowing her body to contort in whichever way it craved without remorse for how it affected him, before finishing her morning routine by rolling onto him and finally relaxing. If it was anyone else, he would have simply shoved them out of the bed. 

Not that he shared his bed with anyone else regularly, and certainly not repeatedly.

Why he even allowed it? He supposed it was part of the reason he had still yet to move.

“Morning,” she said, her voice scratchy and soft, waking up the same as her. Still settled partly on top of him, she had yet to open her eyes, taking the opportunity to rest for as long as she could get away with. But the noise from the adjoining room had become deliberately more noticeable, Itachi’s polite warning for them to get going. 

A gruff sigh helmed his morning greeting, the closest to irritation he could manage as the shrimp finally opened her eyes and looked up at him. “We’ve gotta get up, ‘Tachi’s getting impatient.” 

His voice came out as a rumble thanks to the added pressure of the pesky guppy using him as a pillow, sighing out a “Kay,” while not moving a single muscle to do so. After another moment he let out a chuf of disbelieving laughter.

“Why do I let you get away with the things you do?” He asked aloud, mostly to himself, but she always had an amusing answer to give.

"It's 'cause I'm cute," she said coyly.

He wasn’t going to argue with that, and neither would believe him no matter how he denied it, so instead, he tried playing her game. 

"Oh, so I'm not?"

Her giggle was near silent, mostly a few intakes of breath, but he could feel her shaking him with the entirety of her body anyway. "Of course you are, you're adorable!"

"Well then-" he then proceeded to stretch similarly to her, rolling around the bed and forcing her to fall off of him till he mimicked her and rested the majority of his weight  on top of her, "I guess I'll stretch too!" This was met with protest, her voice strained from his extra weight pressing her into the mattress, but her wheezing giggles made it clear she wasn't all that bothered. Plus, she was definitely awake now, but Kisame’s survival instincts were alerting him of a grumpy Uchiha a thin wall away from them patiently waiting to leave, so he carefully rolled off of her and got to grabbing his belongings. 

Another long day of work was ahead of them.

#kisame #kisame x reader #Itachi #Just that hes on the other side of a wall #akatsuki invaders #reader #Look whos alive and posting?

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in my room on a saturday evening talking to myself like this

#myself 24/7

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Glasses

Kisame: *stealing Y/N's glasses* How do I look?

Y/N: ridiculous, now give them back!

Kisame: *dodging Y/N* Wow you're blind. Itachi, you try 'em on!

*They watch as Itachi looks around curiously*

Itachi: Oh. That helps.

#don't remember writing this #oh well #itachi #kisame #akatsuki invaders #reader

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Hiii~~ I haven't been quite active these past few months but I hope you're doing well ✨💕

Hiya! Neither have I really 😅 I've had little motivation to write, and stuff got not-so fun for me for a bit so I hopped back into my comfort fandom for fluff. Its sweet of you to check in with me though!! 🥺🧡 I hope you're doing alright as well!!!

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Cold Nips

Old idea I came up with a while ago that I still kinda hate, but whatever.

Summary: Kisame's just warming you up ;)

The house was cold this morning, and when you rolled out of bed, the first thing you did was slip your feet into slippers and grab a zip-up hoodie for warmth. Heading toward the kitchen for coffee like a moth to a lantern, you hardly paid any attention to the only other person in the room. Kisame definitely paid attention to you, though. You may have felt warmer with some thick sleeves, but the pebbled buds pressed against your shirt were still more than a bit cold. As you were busy with only one thought on your mind, you were pulled against a firm and warm body.

"Not even gonna say good morning?" He asked, feigning disappointment. His hands were warm against your hips, his thumbs pressing circles into your sides. With a lazy laugh, you greeted him, allowing him to hold you and keep you warm as you made your coffee.

"Hmm, thanks, I was cold," your voice soft with early morning grogginess as you stir your drink. Chuckling behind you, he slips his hands up suddenly to cup your chest, brushing his thumbs over your cold and sensitive nipples. The contact was so sudden that you couldn't help the quiet gasp you let out.

Deviously he said, "I could tell," laughing when you pulled away with surprise, clutching your hoodie closed. Shock wearing off, you rolled your eyes and snagged your mug off the counter, leaving the kitchen with begrudged amusement as he continued to chuckle quietly.

Passing through the living room, you noticed that you’d managed to overlook the presence of Itachi in your zombie-like state. Losing your slight scowl, you paused to offer a sheepish “Good morning,” and he averted his eyes as he looked at you to do the same. He didn’t have to say a word to have you once again clutching at your parted hoodie embarrassedly as you fled the room.

#kisame #Itachi #kisame x reader #Domestic #fluff #akatsuki invaders #Reader just wants coffee #My last post got almost zero love and I wonder if I'm shaddow banned? #My fics arent showing up in the tag pages :(