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#Naruto Shippuden spoilers
frankencanon · 7 months
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I think Obito and Uta would get along great.
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Both also got left behind and grew up extremely isolated and were lied to by the only adult authority figure they had at the time who manipulated them to see something that they misunderstood and caused them to feel betrayed by their loved ones and thereby become extremely bitter and disillusioned with the world, losing all faith in reality, etc etc etc...
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man does anyone else just constantly forget neji died?? i was rewatching the war arc and got to it like HUH OH YEAH like i remember shikaku and inoichi more than him because i just didn’t like the writing for his and repressed it too much so now whenever i see any reference to it my brain blue screens for like 20 seconds straight
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moumouton4 · 1 year
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I was looking for information for a fic and
Did you know that...
...in Naruto Hiruzen Sarutobi, the 3rd Hokage, died at ep 80 ( The Third Hogake, Forever... ) by the hand of Orochimaru in Naruto...
...AND...
...his son, Asuma Sarutobi, who was the sensei of the 10th Team also died at the ep 80 ( Last Words ) by the hand of Hidan of the Akatsuki, but this time in Naruto Shippuden
Coïncidence clearly NOT
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sentinelpri · 1 year
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The war is over.
Thousands of ninja from every nation have been left dead, and even more have been left missing their lovers, parents, sons, daughters, siblings, and friends. But the war is over. The Akatsuki and Madara have been defeated and for now, conflict seems so far away. Now, all they’ve had to do over the past week is count the bodies, inform the loved ones, get the survivors into the flooded hospitals, and rebuild their nations.
Kakashi’s mind isn’t able to focus on any of that, though. For the last week, he’s been sleeping in Tenzou’s hospital room, practically living in the hospital to support his recovering boyfriend. The younger man was captured by Tobi and used for the ten tails during the war, which caused him to sustain some injuries that left him bedridden. During the battle, Kakashi damn near said fuck all to everyone else and ran to try and rescue is lover- his best friend- but he decided against it, not out of selflessness, but because he knew Tenzou would want him to keep fighting for the better good. And he did.
Somehow, everything turned out fine. Tenzou is recovering well and should be discharged from the hospital in the next few weeks despite the multiple broken bones and stitched up puncture wounds.
“We should go watch the sunrise on the roof,” Kakashi says to his lover, who’s sitting up, awake and in pain but not wanting to overdo it on the pain medications. “It’ll be good for you.”
He hopes a distraction mixed with getting a healthy amount of outside time will help, even if he knows that Tenzou was technically instructed not to leave his hospital room unless it was for some sort of emergency.
“Senpai, they said I need to rest,” Tenzou objects. As always, he’s committed to following the rules, even if it’s just the ones that the hospital nurses have given him. “I shouldn’t leave.”
“Nah, Tenzou, what you need is some fresh air,” Kakashi insists and stands up so he can lift his lover off the bed bridal style. Tenzou leans into his chest with a light blush dusting the tops of his cheeks. “It won’t do you any harm as long as you don’t strain yourself.”
“Senpai… I’m going to be in here for a while. You don’t have to bother with me, really. Put me down and go spend time with your students, I’m sure they want nothing more than to see you after all this!”
Kakashi can’t begin to describe how he feels right now. He’s already gone and seen all of the kids, and they’re fine. Of course Tenzou insists on him prioritizing their students.
“I don’t care how long it takes for you to get better,” Kakashi says as he exits Tenzou’s hospital room through the window and brings them to the roof. “I already went to see the kids, and believe it or not, they’re all already discharged because somehow, losing literal limbs isn’t as debilitating as what had happened to you. Please, don’t feel like a bother. It’s my pleasure to be here with you… As long as I’m with you, I’ve got a smile on my face. I’ll stay by your side.”
For now, Tenzou accepts his words. Kakashi is careful to be gentle as he sits Tenzou down to sit on the roof. Then, he sits next to the brunette. It’s still dark outside. The streets are almost empty, and many of the buildings are completely ruined.
“I’m scared,” Tenzou confesses. Tears well up in his dark brown eyes and threaten to spill over as the dark night sky turns into morning. The horizon is painted with the beginnings of royal purple, pale blue, and blazing orange. “I’ve been fighting my entire life, and now… It’s over. It’s finally over, Kakashi. I’m going to recover, and then I’ll be discharged, and we’re going to have to face a whole new world together. How are we going to build peace for the next generation after spending our entire lives fighting? The kids can’t do it by themselves, Kakashi, I’m so scared for them…!”
Then, Tenzou cries. He weeps out loud for the first time in a long time and allows the tears to fall without shame. 
“Save your tears,” Kakashi says. Tenzou is low on energy from everything that happened during the war and he knows that, in the upcoming months, there will be plenty of time to cry; funerals and memorial services, stressful work days, agonizing procedures and physical therapy for Tenzou to get all of his strength back following his intensive injuries. “It’ll be okay. I’m struggling with it, too, but… We’ll find a way to make this new world we’ve started into a peaceful one. They won’t have to do it by themselves.”
“Kakashi,” Tenzou breathes shakily as Kakashi reaches down to wipe the tears from his cheeks. It’s not the first time he’s seen Tenzou cry, sure, but it’s not a sight he’s seen very often. He frowns and runs a hand through Tenzou’s hair, listening to the younger man’s earnest plea. “Please, stay by my side like you have been. Don’t let me go now.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, dearest,” Kakashi reassures his lover and wraps his arms around him before leaning down to press a kiss against his forehead, which is still covered in bandages.
They sit in silence for a moment, watching the sunrise that paints the coast as they’re getting older. Fuck, they’re getting older. It feels like just a few days ago, they were in the Anbu, trying to kill each other- then trying to save each other, then apart again, then teaching their little team of baby ninja. Now, that team of ‘babies’ has taken over… Their prime is over, and Kakashi can’t help how relieved he is at that realization. Maybe they can stop fighting now.
There’s a lot that’s still uncertain, a lot that Kakashi doesn’t know. What he does know is that his Tenzou is still here with him after all these years and that, once Tenzou is out of this hospital, they’re going to go back to their house- not home, because they’re each other’s homes.
A twisted part of Kakashi wishes he could live through every memory all over again. He misses the old days where they would be entangled limbs of anger and passion, misses the highs from all the fighting and the conflict. The other part of him knows better than to live in the past, especially when he and Tenzou are set to make a beautiful new future together. So, he allows those distant memories to float off in the wind that ruffles Tenzou’s silky brown hair. 
And like the many sunrises they’ve watched before this, it’s one of the greatest moments of Kakashi’s life. He smiles and continues to wait for the light to fully take them in as Tenzou rests his head against his shoulder. Kakashi wraps an arm over the younger man to pull him closer.
Eventually, the sun has fully risen, bathing them in its beautiful light. 
“We should go back soon,” Tenzou reminds him.
Kakashi almost complains. Then, he remembers that they’ll probably do this tomorrow- and every other morning after that, too.
“Right… I’ll take you back.”
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strwbrrybxn · 2 years
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Hi! I saw that your requests are open so I decided to hop in and see if you’d be willing to write a Shikamaru one shot that takes place during Pein’s attack on the leaf in shippuden? The reader confesses her feelings for him right before she dies, and then she gets resurrected along with everyone else and has to face the consequences of what she said?
hi hi! this was actually a lot of fun to write. I know it took like 80,000 years to finish but I hope you like it and it’s what you imagined it to be. <3
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All My Failings Exposed ; word count: 1173
↪ pairing: shikamaru nara × fem!reader
↪ warnings(s): death, blood, canon typical violence, naruto shippuden spoilers, pein attacks, fourth shinobi war, no happy ending (i’m sorry), reanimation jutsu, third person pov
↪ genre: mutual pining, angst, hurt/comfort
↪ au: naruto canonverse
characters: shikamaru nara, reader, choji akimichi, shikaku nara, ino yamanaka, akatsuki members
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“I have loved you for far too long to stay quiet about it,” She whispered, blood spilling from her lips. Shikamaru’s hand shook from the sheer force of his grip around hers, but she didn’t flinch. She just smiled, her eyes clouded as the last breath from her lungs spoke those three words to him. “Please, don’t cry.”
Shikamaru’s funeral clothes gathered the dust from his previous kicks to the ground. He was dragging his feet; everyone could hear the sandals scrape underneath him. Choji had turned around concerned every few seconds. How do you comfort someone through this? It’s almost as bad as when they lost Asuma-sensei; but that was their sensei, and this was – this was the love of his life. 
The Nara scoffed as he trailed behind his teammates. He promised he’d come to the funeral, promised he’d look at her picture and keep the tears at bay for the moment, but she promised to live, promised not to keep secrets so what’s another broken promise between the two of them.
He broke off from the group, walking straight into the Nara forest and stood in front of the grave, listening to Hidan’s muffled voice shouting from underneath the rubble. 
“You fucking bastards,” he spit. “Always coming here and ruining the good things in my life.” He knew the Akatsuki member couldn’t hear him – he was six feet under and buried under rocks and dirt, but he still continued; still berated him for his cruel teammates. “First, you take my sensei from me and now… now, her?!”
Shikamaru’s vision blurred as he stared at the ground, fists clenching and unclenching as his nostrils flared.
“Please, don’t cry.”
How could the heir not cry? Shikamaru had loved her from the moment she walked into his class at the academy. He knew he felt something for her when he wouldn’t look at girls the way he would look at her; when he didn’t want to be put on a team with someone who wasn’t her and Choji. He didn’t want to fight alongside someone else, and now he had to. He had to learn how to live without her – learn how to treat his own wounds, learn how to live without the sounds of worried and shaky voice, like when he went off to fight Hidan by himself. 
Troublesome woman. You promised not to leave me. We made a promise. 
“Skipping out on the funeral again?” He heard the voice from behind him. 
“Yeah.”
“Would she want that?”
“Doesn’t matter.” 
Shikaku leaned against the tree behind his son, arms crossed. “Shikamaru–”
“Dad, please. Don’t come to me with the ‘I’ll pick up your pieces,’ again. You can’t pick these up this time.” Shikamaru’s voice cracked, his legs jelly as he grabbed for the tree and his father was quick to put an arm around his waist. Shika tried to shove at his father, tried to push him away as he broke down. His punches grew weaker as his dad’s grip grew tighter. 
“I know, son. I know. Let it out.” His wails increased in volume, echoing throughout the forest. “I’ve got you.”
Days molded together, and Shikamaru began to find comfort in her clan’s compound. Her family would often let him stay for as long as he needed, knowing grieving together was better than being alone. But they also gave him the space he needed, letting him burrow himself in the scent of her room, clothes, anything he could get his hands on. 
“I miss you,” Shikamaru whispered into the tear stained pillow placed on her bed. Her scent was scarce, fading, and Shikamaru was desperate for the memory of her. 
It wasn’t very long before the start of the Fourth Shinobi World War and it wasn’t long before some of the strongest shinobi were resurrected. The four Hokages, the armies of reanimations. Shikamaru prayed she wasn’t part of it; prayed she was giving the peaceful rest she deserves, but when he laid his eyes on those golden curls – when he saw her in one piece — he knew his prayers were ignored once again. She stood in front of him, eyes wide and teary. Shikamaru mirrored her expression, throat dry. His teammates stood not too far behind, bodies frozen as they watched the interaction between the two of them.
“Shi-Shika–” His chest tightened. He missed her so much; missed her voice, missed the way she said his name, but he was angry. He was angry at her for leaving, angry at her for not keeping her promises, angry at her for the secrets; angry because she failed him. But the fighting had begun before he could even confront her.
Why she chose to go in such a horrific way, no one knew. She could have waited for Sakura, she could have survived if she just let Shikamaru move her out of the way. She didn’t have to die that way, and now here she is, able to answer his questions, but no one will let him ask. Every time he gets close enough, someone throws a kunai between them and the fighting continues. 
“Why did you leave me?” Shikamaru finally shouted, frustrated and angry with the continuous battles. 
���I had no choice.”
“You had every choice to live.”
“You were going to die!”
“I would have survived. I would have continued to fight to live. Why didn't you?” She frowned, throwing a kunai in her enemy’s direction before fully facing Shikamaru. 
“Do you really want to have this argument right here?”
“Yes! Because when am I going to get the chance to ask the dead girl, whom I loved, about what happened?” The anger in her chest was replaced with anxiety; with guilt and shame. She died protecting Shikamaru; she was torn apart by Pain after he was done with Kakashi. She died protecting the village. “Do you know how much of a drag my life has been since you left?”
“Shika–”
“No, you don’t, because you died.” Four, five, six– there’s twelve kunai flying towards us. She didn’t think – much life before. She pushed herself in front of Shikamaru, four of the twelve kunai hitting various spots on her body. 
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, collapsing to her knees. The Nara’s eyes widened and his hands stretched out shakily to catch her. 
“No. No, no, no. This isn’t– this isn’t happening again.” Shikamaru’s hand ran along the slope of her spine, the tears hitting the ground. “Not again. You can’t leave me again.” 
“I’m not leaving you, Maru,” she whispered, blood spilling down her chin. “As long as you have our memories, I’m not gone.”
“But you’re not here. Physically. You’re not in my arms. You’re not letting me take you on dates and telling you I love you. You’re not–”
“I know,” she coughed out, squeezing his hand tighter. “Maybe in another life where we don’t have to live with our shortcomings.” 
She turned her head, pale lips pressing to his palm. Her eyes glossed over between the kiss was over.
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shawnadraws · 11 months
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bubblegum nebula + madara 😈😈😈
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THIS WAS FUNN HE LOOKS AWESOME IN PINK ,, LOOK AT THIS FREAK 💕😈
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endlessskymaster · 5 months
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If it wasn't for Iruka, Naruto easily could've ended up on the same path as Gaara.
Iruka doesn't get enough credit for that either.
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harpylady · 1 year
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this is my last one really
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narutopolls · 1 year
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brigmorebitchez · 1 year
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pain: fuck you im killing all of you
naruto: :(
pain: wait nvm
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duckymcdoorknob · 1 year
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Naruto shippuden spoilers under the cut
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NOBODY FUCKING TALK TO ME
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psy-ay-ay · 1 year
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"i've no interest in itachi's story, show me the team 7 reconnecting in their dysfunctional way" I say in the middle of the infinite tsukuyomi episodes only to cry 5 minutes into the itachi story
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prettyboykatsuki · 2 years
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jealous of sai bc he gets to be w my girl ino he is so LUCKY
But seriously Ino is so much better off with Sai than Sakura with Sasuke. Sasuke had a child and then left her. While Sai is like a happy family man and let’s be honest, Ino is a baddie. She won that battle.
i don't want to get into naruto ships on this blog bc i am a woman of experience and it's opening up a can of worms i dont want to touch ever lol but i do like sai and ino together overall. it makes sense for them and i think ino is happy w him
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my addons make the naruto fandom wiki Breathe
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ollyvoile · 9 months
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The yellow flash
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im-a-meteorite · 1 year
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no but i genuinely forgot that neji died… why did y’all have to remind me smh
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