#aburame shibi

[qettleqorn]

08.09.23 | Some doodles!

#q.draws #k.mae-hui | oc #shibi x oc #shibi aburame x oc #aburame shibi #shino #shino aburame #K.Haetsal | OC

[shinoposting]

Shino can't take a lot of medication or even eat spicy food. In any no-ninja-shit AU you would have to give Shino a lot of food and drug allergies to mirror his insects' sensitivities.

I've done quite a lot of research into what foods are harmful/repellent to insects and especially weevils, so here's some potential problem items for any version of Shino.

Allicin (repellent/insecticide): alliums such as garlic and onion

Nicotine (extremely neurotoxic): No smoking!!

Caffeine (neurotoxin): Coffee, chocolate, yerba mate, guarana, tea tree (includes white, yellow, oolong, black, pu-erh, and green, especially matcha, tea)

Capsaicin (repellent): all peppers excluding bell pepper, black peppercorn

Thujone (repellent/antifeedant/insecticide): wormwood, mugwort, oregano, common sage, some mints

Eugenol (powerful insecticide): cloves, nutmeg, cinnamon, basil, bay leaf

Eucalyptol (repellent/insecticide): marijuana, camphor laurel, galangal, tea tee, ginger

My personal headcanon is that certain members of the Aburame clan have their own vices and, though they really shouldn't, breed their beetles to tolerate them better. Shibi has been known to smoke a pipe, much to Shino's dismay, and yet, hypocrite that he is, Shino drinks decaf. He'll rationalize it saying that it's not as bad as full-caff, but it's still caffeine.

#shino #shino aburame #aburame shino #shibi #aburame shibi #aburame clan #naruto #naruto headcanons #headcanon zone

[fuckthispost-andhappybirthday]

September 07: Happy Birthday Shibi Aburame (Naruto)!!!!

#shibi aburame #aburame shibi #naruto #naruto shippuden #happy birthday #september 7 #7 september #september 07 #07 september #fuck this post and happy birthday

[spellcasterlight]

“That's why it's written in Soniese! Shino-" Tenten looked straight at him with excited determination. "This isn't just a song about a legend; it's a treasure map!" [Shino x Tenten]

@acnproject - ShinoWeek2024 - Day 5 Prompt: Research

Warnings: Mentions of Grief. Mentions of Loss.

Alternative Chapter Link: [Ao3🔗]

Read From The Start: [Ao3🔗]

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#shinoweek2024 #shinoten #tenten #shino aburame #aburame shino #shibi aburame #aburame shibi #fanfic

[x-authorship-x]

Now I can't get out of my mind the idea of a desperate Inoichi taking Shisui to Shibi and asking him to help after Shisui is able to let out the information that an Aburame poisoned him

Shibi: hm, this composition looks familiar, almost like-

-Torune.

*things get worse and worse!!*

#torship #torship talks #ask #anon #hope au squad ver #shisui #inoichi #torune #root #aburame shibi #squad two #hope au

[lithefider]

I really love your aburame art/cosplays! They are really amazing and the fanfics were amazingly written too!

I'm sure you get this a lot but do you have any plans on maybe doing more with your buggy characters? Maybe not finishing the original fics since it's been so long but like writing new stories/chapters about or with them?

Ahhhh beloved Aburame clan, that's so sweet of you! 🥰🪲🐞🦗🐜 It makes me so happy to hear my art, cosplay, and those fics I made to flesh out the clan left an impact in the fandom. 💖

At this moment I don't have any plans, my writing energy is a bit more focused on TF2 ( and my Otto/Curt fic that hasn't been updated in a year and just started 💦) but the characters are indeed in my thoughts, and I had a great experience chatting in a Discord server this past year with some fellow Aburame fans. If I did revisit I think I would prefer to pick up where I left off on Aburame Ichizoku 2. What I would end up doing is an entire repost onto A03 before continuing (as FF.net is ad riddled now), going back and tweaking and editing a few things for grammer / added details. ☺️

#aburame clan #answer #aburame shibi

[wind-becomes-lightning]

Shino's day out.

(cover art by the ever so perfect @kankuroplease)

@kankuroplease​ & @lemony-snickers​ & me have teamed up for offer you a fic + cover art in exchange for a donation to help the people in Ukraine!! More Info here. (ENDS AT THE END OF MAY!)

Another finished donation story, in time for mother's day! Thank you so much @qettleqorn for your donation! <3 I enjoyed writing this a lot.

Characters: Aburame Shibi & Aburame Shino & OC

Rating G

4190 words

It is finally time for little Shino to run his first errand alone. His mother has full faith in him, his father.... worries.

“I think it would be about time to send Shino on his first errand alone, don’t you agree?” Kintsugi asked one day to her husband's surprise. They were both sitting in the little workshop that was next to her jewellery shop and Kin had her hands full with shiny objects and metal. The store was closed for the day, usually once a week, so she could focus on preparations more than having to sell. On those days her husband sometimes came by when he had no shinobi business to take care of. Sometimes he brought their son, sometimes Shino was out playing with other children. Today Shibi was alone with her.

His head leaned against the wall behind the chair he was sitting on and his eyes were closed. He did not open them upon hearing his wife speak, instead he replied a tired: “Send Shino where?” To which she dropped the ring she had been working on to look at him directly: “The first errand.”

An old tradition, something that Kin and Shibi both had to do when they were younger. Once a child was old enough, usually between 3 and four, they got sent out by their parents to bring or fetch or buy something. It was seen as a rite of passage, a small move into adulthood. Now with Shino being almost four, Kin just felt it was time for him to do it.

Shibi hummed to indicate that he had now understood her point: “I’m not sure he is ready for that.” Kin laughed. He could be so worried if he wanted to, while always trying to sound unbothered. “Three and half is plenty old enough to go downtown and buy some fruit”, she said and put a hand to her husband's arm. 

He looked up over the edges of his shades into her face. They’d known each other for so many years that she could see his feelings through them, see the worry he always felt in regards to their son. These shinobi were so unbothered when it came to their own health, but as soon as it was a family member they all shook in their boots. 

Kin closed and opened her eyes and sighed: “You can put a tracking bug on him if that makes you feel better.” Shibi weighed his head and hummed in agreement. Never a man of many words he continued: “What items?” She rolled her eyes a little at the short question, but then she turned back to her work: “I thought a few wires for me, maybe some string, and a few fruits. Two stops: the market and the hardware shop.”  

Shibi let his head bump back into the wall and he sighed again. With that, the plan was set.

#

Shino blinked behind his tiny shades. It was generally an accessory that people in the clan wore and young Shino had soon caught on and wanted a pair of his own. Kin had complied, though she had liked her son’s natural dark eyes. Now they were usually hidden. She could still see his lids moving behind them though. 

“You want me to go buy you strings and wire?” Shino said, voice ever as dry as his father’s.

Kin nodded with a smile: “Yes, otherwise I can’t continue my work and you know how important my work is.”  Shino put his head to the side: “And oranges?” 

“You pass the market on your way to the shop, if you want juice when you come back you should buy oranges for it,” Kin explained for what felt like the third time. Shino pondered over this. She could basically see the wheels behind his eyes turning. “And you are not coming?” he asked. Kin nodded. A black bug ran from his collar over his cheek into his hair. He was puzzled by the request, not quite sure why his mother wasn’t just going himself. But such was the way of the first errand, that was why children were sent on them, so they learned to get by by themselves. 

“Papa is-?” Shino began but Kin preemptively shook her head: “No, no, sweetie, Papa is very busy today and I too am so busy that I can’t go out by myself.” Shino took this in and then finally with a long nod turned around, ready to march out. Kin pulled him by the collar to stop him: “Stop for one second my little bug, you need to have money first, don’t you?”

Shino put a finger to his chin. “Makes sense”, he concluded. His mother let a few Ryo fall into a small purse that he could carry over his shoulder and keep close to his body. In the purse was the agreed upon tracking bug that told Shibi where Shino was at any moment. Kin had to suppress a grind when she snuck it into the purse and thought about how worried her husband had been when she proposed the idea. 

So with putting his sandals on his feet and holding the purse close to his side Shino went off, none the wiser as to why he himself was sent on this important mission, but determined to get it done perfectly. His mother saw him off from a window, watching him leave their front yard to the street. It was just about one and half kilometres to go and back, a bit shorter on the way because he wouldn’t need to go to the market, this shouldn’t take too long. Plus, she had full confidence that her son could manage on his own and if not, the tracking bug would do its diligence. Kin sat back into her workshop and let her hands wander over crystals and gold plates again.

#

It wasn’t that Shibi meant to lie to his wife and it wasn’t like Shibi didn’t trust his son, frankly, there was no reason for him to hang here crouched in between two buildings walls other than his own overprotectiveness, but it was what it was. The tracking bug was happily sitting in the purse Shino was carrying around, the idea had been good, but Shibi found himself unable to keep his feet still. So now he was here, crouching, spying on his own son.

Shino was none the wiser, walking steadily forward with his hands pulled into fist. He did not know that the man he just passed, pressing his body flat against the wall, was his own father, because he did not expect his father to do something so silly. Shibi wouldn’t have expected himself to do something so silly, yet here he was. Shino had made it to the main road at this point all on his own, navigating the crowds of people without issue. Behind him, his father climbed up the wall to follow over the rooftops, his son always in his sight. 

The market appeared in view. Shibi could hear the voices of the crowd humming and the more concentrated chakra signatures. The tracking bug let him find Shino among the adults easily, turning his way to the right, among the fruit isles, like he was actually going to go for the oranges. Shibi slid down a wall, completely scaring a little girl who dropped her ice cream cone and, after apologising, he mingled into the crowd to follow his son.

Shino did not go to the fruit vendor. Completely missing it without even batting an eye. If Shibi could judge it right, the boy had even turned his head briefly to look at the fruits on display and then decided to move on. So either he had forgotten his task, or he had decided against it. Either way, he wasn’t doing what he had been sent to do and that made Shibi worry more than he’d ever admit.

Where the hell was Shino going? His father followed as invisible as his shinobi self could muster. The boy was ignoring all signs showing to the isle with the fruits, but also passed by sweets and sweet bread, dango and taiyaki, as if he wasn’t interested in anything. Had he by any chance gotten lost? 

“Excuse me”, the boy said, suddenly stopping in front of a little open window. He could barely look over the counter when he stood on his tiptoes so the vendor leaned far out of the window to see him. “Yes?” the worker asked, a nice young man, hair bound back by a white cloth. Shino put the purse on the counter: “How much ice-cream do I get for this, please?”

Just behind the booth his father pressed himself against the backside. Sweat dripped off his forehead, knuckles white from behind pressed together too hard. Shino wasn’t supposed to spend all his money on ice-cream! He was supposed to buy stuff. 

“Oh, honey, don’t worry, I don’t need all that money. Here, this much is enough”, the vendor said in a young, friendly voice. Shibi could hear coins ringing. “There is your scoop. I hope you enjoy your day.” 

Now armed with a sweet treat Shino moved on, turning on his heels to go back the way he came from. Shibi navigated the crowds, eyes on his son, sweat in his neck. Was Shino going home? He was supposed to be buying oranges and wire. Maybe he had been too young to be sent on such a mission anyway, but then again, in war time four year olds had needed to do much more dangerous things. He was lucky that he’d been born in this unprecedented time of peace where you could just ignore a task to go buy ice cream.

On his way back to the main street Shino passed the fruit vendor again, another look at the oranges on display, but then he turned his head back forward to take a lick off his ice cream. Shibi was already thinking of giving up and just returning back to the work he should actually be doing when Shino stopped in his tracks. He stopped so suddenly that the people behind him almost ran him over, standing like a frozen statue in the middle of the way. Shibi dove between two booths in case he was turning around and watched his son ponder about something. Then, slowly, as if it had suddenly dawned on him, he turned around and walked back into the direction of the fruit vendor.

Maybe he had just remembered, maybe the ice cream had made him thirsty and so he had thought about juice and hence about the oranges. Whatever it was, Shino passed his father again without seemingly noticing him. His little feet carried him forward with purpose, eyes now locked on the oranges put on display. The last bit of ice cream vanished in his mouth and to relieve himself from the stickiness he smeared his hands into his shirt. Well, he was a toddler.

“I want oranges”, Shino said, as soon as he made it to the vendor. The older man behind the cart looked curiously at the little boy and then moved his head to the side: “Can you repeat that?” Shino took a deep breath, maybe a little irritated by the question: “I want Oranges, please”. He pushed out the last word as if he was annoyed by having to say it. Shibi was relieved that his son at least still remembered his manners, if a little aggressive.

The old man got up and took a little plastic bag to fill it up with the round fruits. “How many do you need?” he asked in a friendly tone, crouching over a little so he could look at the boy. Shino put the finger to his cheek again the way he always did when he was thinking intensely. Then he nodded: “For juice. I need it for juice.” So he still did remember what the task had been, his father let out a breath.

“Oh you want to make some fresh juice with them? Very well, young man”, the vendor packed a few fat oranges into the little bag, not too many, mindful of the little boy’s little arms. “This should be enough”, he said, handing the plastic back over to Shino. The boy checked into the bag and then offered his purse in return: “Please and thank you.” Shibi could hear the sound of coins being counted again and then his son passed him once more, now with a heavy bag hanging over his arm. 

Even if he would return home right now that still meant he had finished half of the task and that was already something to be proud of. By all regards Shibi should be at ease now, maybe let the boy off to his own devices, but instead he kept trailing him out of the market and back onto the main street.

At least the way he went after he had left the market was the way to the hardware shop, which led Shibi to believe that Shino at least still remembered that he had promised to go there for something. The street was much more crowded now and the little boy slipped under arms and passed shopping bags to make his way forward. Shibi walked in close behind, face buried deep in his collar. 

There was a noise and Shino stumbled a little. An elbow had hit him by the side of the head and almost thrown him off his feet. Shibi had to use everything inside of him to hold himself back from jumping forward to catch the child, reminding himself that Shino was soon academy age and would have to be able to deal with such little pains without his father there. The boy swayed a little and then found his balance again, shaking his head to get rid of the pain and then he straightened his back out, which indicated that he was fine again, the plastic bag however, was not fine. One of the oranges had moved and Shibi could see clearly how loose it was now hanging at the top of the bag. 

Like in slow motion Shibi watched the bag move back and forth and the orange roll slowly, slowly, over the edge and onto the ground with a loud sound landing on the paved street. It rolled away almost instantly. Shino hadn’t noticed that his bag had lightened up, too busy brushing his head with the back of his hand. Probably he still could feel the aftermath of the impact. Shibi looked from the rolling fruit to his son and back and this time he couldn’t stop himself.

He dove forward, picking up the orange thing in a matter of seconds and with one swift motion he went up a wall, took a hat of a person passing by, pulled his collar as high as he could and the hat as low as he could and landed again in swift motion in front of his son. Behind him he could hear someone mouth “What the-” but he ignored it. 

“Young man”, he said, trying to make his voice even lower than it already was, “I think you might have dropped this.” He kept his head low, so that most of what Shino could see was the hat that he didn’t know. There was so much sweat in his neck now. “Oh”, Shino made and then took the orange out of his own fathers hand. “Thank you, sir,” the boy said. Shibi nodded and stepped back, hoping his son wasn’t looking too closely at the figure in front of him. His worries were entirely misplaced as Shino just put the fruit back into the bag and walked on, no second thought or look spared. 

Shibi took the hat off as soon as his son was out of visual range and then wondered for a second what to do with it now. He did not remember the person he took it from and nobody seemed to claim it. So he stuffed it into his side pocket. If anything he owned a hat now. Then he spun around and looked through the people ahead of him. His son had completely disappeared in the crowd, but just using chakras sensoring he could easily find the little bug situated in the purse Shino was still carrying. Soon his father was hot on his heels again.

Again Sino seemed to very much remember where exactly he had been sent. As far as his father could tell he was making his way more or less straight to the hardware shop, not stopping for another ice cream, dango or anything else he wasn’t supposed to buy. The shop was a small store right on the main street, they knew Shino and Shino knew them, considering how often Kin had to go there and order things. Konoha was one of the biggest of the hidden villages, but it was still a pretty tight knit community, at least among the civilian vendors. Shibi could already see the sign outside swaying in the breeze and Shino was still well on his way to get there.

When his son finally reached the shop and slowly opened the very heavy door, his father pressed himself against the side wall again, using flows of bugs to make a window open just enough so he could listen to what was happening inside. The store was surprisingly busy, with the sellers, an old lady, buzzing about between shelves and orders. Shino put himself behind the counter like he learned, and waited, but the lady had not noticed him coming in and wasn’t turning around. Shino was clearly too small to reach the bell on the counter, so he waited, rolling up and down on the back of his feet.

Five minutes passed and Shibi felt the sweat in his neck again. He could send a bug to the bell and have it ring, but then his son might know that he’d been followed the entire time and much worse, his wife might be disappointed - so that was a no-go. Instead he waited, just as Shino waited, until the lady had finished unpacking the stocks she was unpacking. Another five minutes passed. Maybe he should just ring the bell, Shibi thought, already mentally preparing for a lecture by his wife once he came home. But then his son spoke up: “Strings!” Shino said loudly: “And wires!”

The lady almost dropped what she’d been holding at the sudden loud child noise in her shop. She breathed in and out heavily and walked to the counter to look behind it. “Shino!” she said in surprise and pressed her flat hand against her heart. “How long have you been here?”

“A while”, the boy said mercilessly and frowned. Shibi wished he would mind his manners, but he could understand the boy’s impatience. The lady breathed again and then found her smile once more: “Apologies, Shino, my sweet, can you please repeat what you need?”

Shino pouted: “Wires and strings.” A very usual order that Kin often bought there, so the owner nodded knowingly: “Are you running an errand for your mom?” 

“It is very important, '' Shino explained. “Mom needs it for work.” Hios tone made it sound like the most important mission in the world. The lady couldn’t help but giggle: “Well, we better hurry then.” 

She walked to the back to bring two packages to the counter. Shibi knew that usually they bought these in massive boxes, with many of the packages inside. Kin needed string for jewellery a lot, especially for necklaces and bracelets, but wires were even more important for rings and earrings. But the lady knew as well as he did that Shino couldn’t carry that much. Maybe she had already figured out that he was out to do his first errand ever. So she brought only small ones.

She put them into a small bag and handed it down to the boy, who in turn handed his purse back up. Again the sounds of coins being counted. “Uhm,” the lady said suddenly, her fingers stopping to go through the money, “Shino, dear, do you know there is a bug in here?” Shibi held back a gasp. So much sweat on his fingers. His ears stealthed themselves to Shino’s response. A moment passed and then the boy said: “So what?” as if the question was redundant. Shibi let out the breath he was holding. Yes, they had bugs around them all the time. This wasn’t new.

 “This is enough, thank you, sorry again for the wait”, the lady said in a friendly tone and gave the purse back to the boy. “Give all your best to your mom. You are such a good boy for making sure that she can continue her important work.” Shino let out a sing-song “Thank you”, and then turned to leave the store, now with two arms weighted down by heavy plastic bags. 

Shibi hid in the shadows again as his son passed and then climbed up to a roof. There he just sat for a minute, eyes still following the little figure now on the way back home, and breathed in and out. For all his worrying and stressing, Shino had done his task and though he had strayed from the path early on, he had found it again and finished with ease. Maybe, Shibi thought, he had been too worried after all. Kin had been right, not that he could openly tell her that, since she’d never let him live it down.

#

Kin paced in her shop up and down up and down, the tools long since laying around neglected. It was high time for Shino to come back, the way she’d picked for him was not that long, he’d walked it many times and he knew the items she’d asked him to get very well. By all accounts she’d prepared him as well as she could for this, so there was nothing to worry about. Why then was she so worried? Shino was old enough to do it on his own, and was an independent and clever little boy. Besides, if something had gone wrong the tracking bug had alerted her husband anyway. So really, rationally, there was nothing to be worried about.

The sun hung already low in the afternoon when Kin heard her son call that he made it home, shoes quickly being discarded in the entryway of their house. She hurried from her workshop to the front, trying very hard to look neutral upon seeing him there, arms loaded with two bags of items he needed to bring. “I am back”, he repeated and lifted the bags for visibility. All attempts at being neutral failed as she moved forward to pull her son into a big hug: “Little bug”, she said, hand moving through the hair on his head, her cheek almost knocking off the sunglasses, “You did that so well, Mama is so proud of you.” Shino said nothing, seemingly confused by her emotional response.

“And you got everything!” she continued, taking a look into both bags. Shino handed her the purse wordlessly and pushed her to go back into the house. Kin opened and counted the money inside, eyebrows slowly raising. “Shino, honey, did you buy anything else?” she asked. The money did not match up what she had calculated. Shino did not reply at first and instead waddled back to point at the purse: “Dad bugged me.” It was a fact and not a question. Kin blinked at her son, which he accepted with a stubborn shrug and a “I got Ice cream” before walking off again.

Kin stood there for a moment, purse half opened in front of her, then she heard footsteps not far out in the entryway, she turned and saw her husband there, sweat glistening on his forehead, hand deep in his pockets. She looked from him to the puse and back to him and laughed, a full blown belly laugh. Shibi looked up and in his confusion looked almost the same as his son had just ten minutes ago. 

“Are you okay?” he asked as he reached their door and Kin was still laughing. She put a flat hand against her husband’s chest. “He did it! He got everything we asked him to.” Shibi pulled a face that almost looked like he was surprised by this news. Almost. But Kin knew him well. “Plus he found your bug!” She took the tiny insect out of the purse that she was still holding.

“Oh”, he said and took the little thing off her. It ran over his fingers and disappeared in his sleeve. Inside they could hear their son press oranges out to get his juice reward. They listened to him for a moment, Kin’s hand still set on Shibi’s chest. Then she turned to him, one eyebrow raised in triumph: “You followed him, didn’t you?”

The pale in his face told her everything she needed to know, but she let it slide this time. After all, this was a day of celebration. Their little son really was growing up.

#fanfiction things #aburame shino #aburame shibi #this was cute and iliked writing it #such a cute cute premise

[lexpressobean]

It is what it is. And we know fillers tried to fill in the gaps, somewhat. And this is just speculation on my part too. But it's just a huge waste that Shino's whole "they forgot about me" gag became a thing because he wasn't even forgotten. He was left out of a very important arc of the series, and the writing concerning his characterization decided to reflect that so specifically. Canonly because he was on a joint trip with Shibi. But really it's because Kishimoto had enough of Shino's bugs after his fight with Kankuro it seems. At least that's the info I got secondhand, but it sounds like it could be legit lol. Otherwise I feel like his character could've gone into much more appealing direction instead of simply a gag character a majority of the time.

thoughts rants and takes under the cut lol

So because they had to play up Naruto's idiocy in Shippuden, they made him forget Shino all together. Which caused Shino's character to suffer. That, when in part 1 Naruto simply wrote off Shino as creepy w/o knowing how strong he really was even as a genin. Also, he just wasn't at Shino's level when it came to lot of things, namely stealth!

I feel like that whole set up, however, was thanks to that scene when Naruto is about to leave with Jiraiya. Shino is not so subtlety demanding Kiba tell him about the Sasuke mission. Kiba picks up on Shino being upset and Shino just keeps quiet because he's actually stubborn as hell and won't admit he's upset.

That scene could've set up Shino to be characterized with so much more personality and less of a gag.

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Like, instead of being forever pissed about the Sasuke Mission like he became in Shippuden, Shino could've actually, like... gotten over it, because I would think he'd care more about his former classmates being safe and not dead! Ino, Hinata, Tenten and Sakura weren't part of the Sasuke Mission either, why weren't they as sour about it? Shino being more upset he didn't get to go on a Mission with The Boys is such an annoyingly shallow idea, but that's what it feels like to me. If he was actually upset because he 100% believed he could've helped the mission succeed, that'd be different, but that's not what it feels like to me everytime he brings it up later.

Instead, if Shino had to be upset about not being on the mission, maybe it should've been established to be result of his resentment that is aimed at Shibi.

Yeah, I know the fandom loves to paint Shibi as a good father. The Aburame aren't heavily explored in canon and it's easy to want to make them a friction free family. But I would not be surprised if Shibi turned out to be a helicopter parent. You notice he found Shino fairly quickly after the Konoha Crush. Shino, literally the BEST candidate for the Sasuke Mission, was off with Shibi on a mission. During introductions, Sai mentions right away that Shino is often utilizing his Clans Techniques for Search and Seizure and Bodyguard Missions, seemingly separate from Team 8, though not necessarily. But getting the hang of Kikaichu manipulation for such missions would take practice, and I'm sure Shibi would love to be a part if that as a Father. And then, of course, you have the fact that Shibi and Shino as well as Muta and that other member, confront Konan but Shibi just talks at Shino telling him something he already probably knows???

Dealing with a smothering parent that makes you feel like they don't have full faith in your abilities or trust your judgements is stifling. And if their overprotective/strict behavior started to actively interfere with your team and extracurricular activites, you would hate it, and if it happened often enough, you would start to believe you actually hate them.

What if the reason why he found Shino when he did after fighting Kankuro was because Shibi put a tracking beetle on Shino? How complicated would those feelings be? Like yes, Shino is still alive. Yes, Shibi cares about Shino enough to resort to such things. But also, Shino would've been 13. And 13 is a big deal for growing kid. I'm not saying he's unnecessarily angsty and is the type to casually throw around the phrase "I would rather die"...

But Shibi let Torune get taken by Danzo too. Shibi did nothing but let it happen. And as Shino grows, that specific part of his resentment would slowly become redirected more heavily at Danzo but also Konoha. Which is complicated for such a promising young Shinobi that's supposed to proclaim his love for and loyalty to Konoha. Thus reminiscent if a certain someone who ran off. It'd be easier to hate Shibi simply as a coping mechanism because of all Shibi does after the fact to keep Shino safe.

Plus the guilt on Shibi's end. Shino could see Shibi's extra attention on Shino as a sign of this guilt, and also as a deeply upsetting reminder that Shibi can't truly protect Shino the way he wants to. But he tries to anyway, and Shino hates seeing Shibi struggle with the concept as much as he hates how Shibi's struggling actively interferes with Shino's personal life.

Shino being upset because in Shino's young tween ninja mind, Shibi's overprotectiveness can very well be the reason why Sasuke wasn't seized and why his friends were so brutally hurt. And having it all revealed more earlier and cleaner that Danzo did in fact take Shino's brother, giving him more of a parallel to Sasuke throughout the story and fleshing out these issues that Shino very well made have had with Shibi would have been a much more interesting route for his character to be developed.

Shibi did nothing and Torune was taken. Shibi pulls strings to watch Shino like a hawk as a genin and another one of Shino's friends is suddenly gone. And it's not entirely Shibi's fault, we know that. Shino would grow to understand that. But both as a parallel to Sasuke and Sai, as someone who suffered from Konohas antics at such a young age, lost his brother, and knows what Danzo Shimura could do if he wanted to, that would have been interesting

Instead we have Shino's later fear of kidnapping and abandonment issues coming out as an unknown until basically right at the end and played off until then as taking moody shots at Naruto for the most part and a continuous gag of Shino being left out and forgotten because haha he was the only guy who didn't go on the Sasuke mission. Haha he has a deep seeded fear of no one being able to or caring enough to keep him from or finding him after disapearing in his own village because of his own village. Hell even Gaara and Kankuro were in the fucking mission as well as Temari...!! But not Shino! Lets make it seem like Shino is more worried about socializing than actually being there for his friends and just wanting someone there that he can truly count out because all the adults in his life including his father have failed him!!

...

Ugh. The Data Books want us to believe that brother thing about Torune and Shino so bad but when it all comes down to it... don't get me wrong, I like it, give us more of a Family!! but it wasn't even a twist, it was just thrown in for filler and confirmed by a non manga source :(

#shino aburame #aburame shino #shibi aburame #aburame shibi #i've always thought of shibi as an anxious person deep down #the virgo vibe for lack of better characterization #but i would have loved to see a kid struggle with the realities in plain sight but still unknown #how fucked up is that? #seeing a kid and a parent mend their relationship woukd have been nice too #instead they all fucking die or just don't...

[phlebaswrites]

Supporting a Soldier

Summary:

Sometimes there is an empty space.

(Which can be filled by the right person.)

An Aburame story.

Takes place in 1916.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Aburame Shibi/Original Female Character Word Count: 870 (Complete)

Though part of the Courting Culture Confusion series, this story can be read completely independently.

It was written for @aburamewaifu​ who asked me to write something for Shino and Shibi.

Haruka kneels and bows before the altar, lighting a stick of incense as she does every morning.

When she first married Shibi, she'd abased herself before his ancestors, promising to take care of them. It's one of her main areas of responsibility after all. As wife to a clan head and mother to a clan heir, she cares for all of the Aburame - the living and the dead.

Over time though, it has become a familiar ritual and a comforting one. Soon it will be obon and the offerings will become large and ornate, the best their family can give, but the offering today is not for family.

It's for her.

The woman whose place Haruka has taken.

Read the rest on AO3.

#Phlebas Writes #Naruto #fanfiction #Story: Supporting a Soldier #Series: Courting Culture Confusion #Aburame Shibi/Original Female Character #Aburame Shibi #Aburame Shino #Aburame Shino's Mother #Haruka (OC) #Original Female Character #okay to reblog

[narutofashion]

Outfit for Shibi Aburame

Giorgio Armani Spring 2018

#aburame shibi #shibi aburame #naruto shippuden #naruto fashion #giorgio armani #menswear #beige

[kankuroplease]

Father and son details

#my art #shibi aburame #shino aburame

[qettleqorn]

Art by | @kankuroplease Commissioned by | @yamanaka-shin Characters | Aburame Shibi (@Kishimoto) & Kim Mae-Hui “Kin” (@Me)

Kankuroplease did an amazing job at depicting them in their youth, well actually just them in general! And thank you Yamanaka-Shin for this gift!

Taking her hand in his as they sat in under the warm afternoon sunlight. Shibi cautiously looked around before turning her soft palm around in his grasp to where her it was facing upwards.

As she felt this Kin looked down to her heart, brushing some of her hair out of her face and tucking it behind an ear. A quaint smile finding its way to the corners of her lips as she saw and coincidentally felt his lips press themselves against her skin.

“If you’re not careful someone might think you like me.” The red head teased. Honey brown eyes crinkling under the weight of her smile as she noted his quick head turn.

Evidently trying to hide the embarrassment that jolted through him as a ‘Tsk’ escaped his lips. He did like her, but he didn’t need others to know that with overpowering displays.

His feelings were for him and him- well for him and her- alone.

#naruto fanart #naruto oc #aburame oc #Aburame Shibi #Shibi x oc #K.Mae-Hui | oc #me and the bestie were both giggling over this after I showed it to them #they also insta followed because kankuroplease has some really great artwork!! #if that wasn't evident enough with this post! #it's already my new background pfp and my phone screensaver #excessive- maybe but thats how much i love this!

[shinoposting]

The Mom Problem

I've always thought Shino was a half-orphan.

Shibi comes off as a bit of a helicopter parent. Shino is always under his wing, and he's always got his insects with him making sure he's safe. He's calm and reassuring. Protecting but also nurturing. He's looking out for him much more closely than any other shinobi parent. And he has less reason to than any of them. Shino is very capable.

He's playing both Dad and Mom for Shino. He's a very traditional man, even a bit of a sulky bitch at times, but he puts that aside to be what Shino needs him to be. What he's not getting from a mother.

It doesn't help that he lost Torune. He only has one son left. That's his baby. He can't help but worry.

It's sweet, but it has a serious negative impact on Shino. He has all the confidence in the world in his clan's jutsu. But in himself? None. He falls apart when he fails. He's nothing. He's unworthy. Shibi's concern only makes Shino feel like he can't be trusted to do things on his own.

But Shino doesn't resent him. Even as an adult, at the point when many people start griping with their parents' ridiculous affairs he considers his family so close that other people couldn't understand. And this too is sweet, but it probably speaks to some unhealthy enmeshment.

Personal headcanon: Shino's mother was one of many Aburame who were overwhelmed by Kurama's chakra and died during the Nine-Tails Attack. He would have been ten months old at the time.

We see that as a younger man, Shibi was just as handsome as Shino and extremely detached. I like to think on top of everything else he's trying to atone for being a terrible husband and never apologizing to Shino's mother before her death. An adulterer even-- after all, you can't have a bad reputation if you have no reputation.

#naruto #shino aburame #aburame shino #aburame shibi #shibi aburame #aburame #shino #headcanon zone #shibi is the best parent in naruto don't @ me #alright I get it you're all without fathers-- Shino: I'm not. I love my dad. My dad's awesome. #I have additional rambles to post later about how Shino's behavior doesn't seem in line with Shibi's current parenting #which i have attributed to Shibi perhaps not always being the man he is now #that will probably come with a tw

[fullcaps-ethan]

genin teams create bonds that lasts throughout your whole life and all that

shoutout to akamaru i love drawing him

#naruto #team 8 #hinata hyuga #kiba inuzuka #shino aburame #shibi aburame #akamaru #naruto fanart #shitpost #yoo ethan draws

[spellcasterlight]

“How about a reading? You know, to pass the time until they cook your food.”

Behind his high beige coat collar, Shibi’s lips curled at the corner in thought. She was right about one thing: Shibi had nothing else to do. [Shino x Tenten]

Happy birthday, Shibi! 🪲💕

@hate-mail-to-canon - Day 4 Prompt: What if?

@yearoftheotpevent - September Prompt: Meeting The Family

Warnings: None.

Alternative Story Link: [Ao3🔗]

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#yotp 2023 #naruto labor day minibang #shinoten #shibi aburame #aburame shibi #tenten #shino aburame #aburame shino #fanfic #love to the event mods!

[d-choppy]

"Swapping bodies" (Oc x Canon)

It's Shino Week !!!!!

Yes ! Always a pleasure to draw my husbando !

soooooo for the first day i made a comics ~

They have to wait until Ino is better and they didn't think about her father to change it .... they spend a day like that.

Sashika is my Naruto's Oc, my first one ~

I hope you will like it !

#art #choppy #draw #cute #myart #traditionalart #drawing #artwork #choppyoc #dessin #comics #strip #naruto #shino aburame #shibi aburame #shino #oc x canon #sashika akunara #sashika #funny #comic strip #comic art #swapping boddies #shino week #oc art #oc drawing #shinobi #ninja #naruto shippuden #shinoweek2024