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dailypronouns · 3 years

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Minecraft pronouns? =_= (its a ghast face :D)

mine/craft/mines/mines/craftself

+200 pronouns under the cut

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sou/sand/soul/souls/sandself

(alt: sou/soulsa/soulsand/soulsands/soulsandself)

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(alt: glow/stone/glows/glows/stoneself)

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(alt: dra/egg/dragon/dragons/dragoneggself)

(alt2: dra/dregg/dreggs/dreggs/dreggself)

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(alt: po/bear/polar/polars/bearself)

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(alt: mag/cube/magma/magmas/magmacubeself)

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(alt: lea/leather/leathers/leathers/leatherself)

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mo/mod/mods/mods/modself

mu/multi/multis/multis/multiself (as in multiplayer)

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🎮/🎮s/🎮s/🎮s/🎮self

💻/💻s/💻s/💻s/💻self

⛏/⛏s/⛏s/⛏s/⛏self

🔲/🔲s/🔲s/🔲s/🔲self

🌳/🌳s/🌳s/🌳s/🌳self

💚/💚s/💚s/💚s/💚self

#pronounasks #mod nya #mogai #neopronouns #sorry this took so long #i started it then had to take a hiatus for mental health reasons #and also it's just a lot lol #fun fact: this hit post length limit and i had to do some serious editing to get it to fit #another fun fact: there is a total of 231 pronouns on this post

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love-takes-work · 3 years

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Snow Cone Syrup for Amethyst

Now you can make your own at home to eat snow cones (or just syrup) like Amethyst in the SU Future episode “Guidance.” Well, with the help of an ice shaving machine and Kool-Aid packets. Instructions below!

See more SU food tutorials!

Snow Cones are awesome desserts for summertime!

They're also prominently featured in "Guidance," episode 2 of Steven Universe Future.

I decided to make my own snow cone syrup at home! Luckily, it is easy.

For one flavor's worth, dump a cup of sugar into a cup of water in a saucepan. Turn it on high and wait for the boil to hit. When it hits, set a timer for 3 minutes.

When the 3 minutes are up, take the sugar water off the heat and dump it in a heat-safe bowl.

Add the contents of a pack of Kool-Aid Mix.

And then do it again for as many flavors as you want!

I'm making Pink Lemonade, Lemon, and Grape!

Put the bowls in the fridge to cool for a while before picking out a nice squirt bottle. I have these condiment bottles that will work nicely!

To be safe, I used a funnel.

Done!

Now where do we get shaved ice since Snowflake Obsidian and Little Larimar aren't here?

I guess a Snow Cone machine will do.

This makes shaved ice from regular ice cubes! You just load them in the top....

And turn it on! Shaved ice starts falling into the waiting cup!

One tray of ice cubes made this.

Let's dress it up!

Pretty!!

And yummy!

Remember, though...Amethyst partook of the snow cone syrup when Snowflake and Larimar had been diverted to other jobs.

Looks like fun, smugly drinking shots of sugary syrup. I can do that too. Hit me!

Mmmm.

Now I can have snow cones whenever I want! The syrups should be stored in the refrigerator if you make your own.

See more SU food tutorials!

#steven universe #steven universe future #food #snow cones #steven universe recipes #guidance #myblog

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yourhardcase · 1 year

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эм я не знаю что это

#su fanart #crystal gems #snow obsidian #steven universe fanart #steven universe future #su snow obsidian #yandere #su art

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neontournesol · 7 years

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I never took part in self insert ocs as a kid

So i’m sure as hell going to do it now

#Also first time actually colouring Snow #gemsona #oc #original character #su #steven universe #snowflake obsidian #screencap redraw #oc talk

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rebuiltbionicle · 5 years

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Sutihu

The southmost island in the southmost dome before the southern lands start. A foreboding place, shrouded in darkness and battered by storms, surrounded by turbulent seas and peopled by dull authoritarians. A land seemingly forgotten by the Great Spirit and the rest of the universe, and one its inhabitants strive to have remembered.

Sutihu had its foundations laid by the Great Beings and was constructed by Matoran, like everywhere else. It was dominated by Ko-Wahi, frozen from the mountain peaks to the caverns beneath it. There was also what can only be described as Su-Wahi; the island was a vent for excess energy which created storms of plasma energy pooling up underneath Sutihu. The ice was intended as coolant incase the plasma “erupted” out of there. Its population was left as a few meager settlements of Ko, Onu, and Su-Matoran.

The various species Mata Nui was creating were failing to proliferate as far as Mata Nui had wanted, so they decided to create species directly in the Southern Lands. The species synthesisers there were dysfunctional, and spat out a great deal of poorly made species. These mishaps did their job alright, but Mata Nui wanted to keep them where they were and (for various reasons) not allow the northerners to discover them. For this purpose Mata Nui saw Sutihu’s location at the gateway to the Southern Lands as an opportunity.

Mata Nui created a new species, from the reptilian template first used for the Satorni and since used for the Vortixx. The Lanotu were a modification of the Vortixx design but were much larger and more draconian in appearance, even sporting tails. They were deliberately designed as intimidating, and were given full lordship over Sutihu. Their government was an authoritarian monarchy with rigid laws, including controlling the flow of sea traffic in their territory. This discouraged travel to the Southern Lands as Mata Nui intended. To further add discouragement, Mata Nui kept the atmosphere above Sutihu in constant storms, making shipping hazardous. It worked, but the Great Spirit neglected to think about how it would effect the Lanotu.

During the rise of the League of Six Kingdoms, Sutihu retained its independence longer than most other islands. Takadox couldn’t do his hypnotic refugee trick on account of the Lanotu’s dim view on outsiders, and his conventional armies couldn’t take it either. Carapar made his own attempts on Sutihu to the same failure. Carapar didn’t give up. On the failure of his second attack, he agreed to cease hostilities and negotiate peace with the King of Sutihu. A banquet was held, and Carapar supplied the food as a gesture of goodwill. It was poisoned, and Carapar took the sickened King hostage in his house palace. The Lanotu, bound by strict law of obedience to the King, surrendered.

Under Carapar’s reign, the King was made to adopt the lesser title of Duke, as “King” was a title reserved for the Barraki. The Duke was allowed to reign over Suhitu as Carapar’s bureaucrat, overseeing a glorified stop-off for Carapar’s exploration missions to the Southern Lands. Carapar feared the Lanotu and tried his best to keep them from spreading out from Sutihu. Though Mata Nui’s plan for Sutihu stopping transit to the Southern Lands worked, Carapar found the what lay beyond Sutihu to be worthless. He set down a few colonies on the northmost islands, but gave up at Artidax.

When the Barraki were deposed, the League splintered. The Duke of Sutihu retook the title of King and became on of the lesser barraki in a bid to reclaim as much of the League’s territory for himself. At this time, a Lanotu warrior that had served with Carapar’s armies betrayed the King and began acting as a mercenary for the highest bidder. A barraki from the north hired him to lead an army across Sutihu to capture the principle city. The total lack of divine retribution for this figure’s rebellion inspired others to start questioning the king and rebel. Sutihu was plunged into civil war between the Lanotu. The Matoran fled either to other islands or underneath the ice sheets. The war ended only with intervention by the Brotherhood of Makuta; when they assigned regions to its members Sutihu was given to Makuta Raldamak who crushed the fighting armies and set up a tense but unified government.

The civil war had many further consequences. Lanotu began spreading out from Sutihu, either fleeing from the war or desiring easier conquests. One notable Lanotu, calling himself “The Shadowed One” would rise to some prominence later in history. On Sutihu, the Lanotu had suffered so much from the war that they believed Mata Nui had abandoned them. Reverence of Mata Nui ended in Sutihu, even in the Matoran, and maltheism was the dominant belief system. The Cult of Tren Krom had many followers on Sutihu, and through Makuta Raldamak’s reports the Brotherhood began its search to verify if Tren Krom was real.

The maltheism of the people of Sutihu led to some policy decisions that were quite shocking to the universe at large. Notably, they lifted the ban on the Zyglak and permitted them permanent residence on the island. Since Mata Nui and the Great Beings were evil in the Lanotu’s eyes, surely the hated Zyglak weren’t so bad. The imperfect and deformed appearance of the Zyglak, a contradiction to the perfect manufacture of the Great Beings, was seen as beautiful in its own way. The Zyglak were grateful, though confused by the religious reverence for their deformed bodies, and kept their distance from the Lanotu incase the welcoming was an elaborate trap. It wasn’t though the Zyglak would have to endure the various rigors that came with living on Sutihu.

The new government, an authoritarian bureaucracy, continued mostly the same rule as the King before it. Its warships forced tolls on transit to the southern lands, discouraging exploration. The ruling council mostly tempered its ambitions to become conquerors, but this didn’t stop them from taking over the other two islands of its dome (Hakre and Okara) and holding onto them despite the protests and attempted interventions by the Makuta. Tensions over who gained stewardship over these possessions prevented the Lanotu of Sutihu from expanding any further. Hakre and Okara would rise up and shake off Sutihu rule, and Sutihu would reconquer them. These wars were brief and mostly confined to singular, extremely bloody battles.

This would set the tone of Sutihu’s history up to the waning days of the Matoran Universe. The Great Cataclysm caused no end of problems for them. The cities collapsed, and the plasma storms beneath the island erupted above the surface, killing many. The ice melted into great floods, and the entire island had to be evacuated. The Sutihu army retook Hakre (and already held Okara) and settled their displaced population on their neighboring islands. Sutihu was left a waterlogged pile of slag. The plasma storms quickly subsided (as Karda Nui shut down) and Sutihu was slowly and cautiously repopulated. The news that Mata Nui had been plunged into slumber was viewed as a triumph by the maltheistic peoples.

When Makuta took over the universe, he chose to win the loyalty of Sutihu through acts of generosity rather than Rahkshi armies. Sutihu was transformed, by the power of the GSR, into a vibrant Bo-Wahi and the storm clouds dissipated. While the plasma storms remained beneath the surface and the caves remained frozen, the island itself was a paradise worthy of the chosen of the Great Spirit. Lanotu armies served alongside the Rahkshi and Skakdi in enforcing Makuta’s will. The loyalty of Sutihu to Makuta seemingly discouraged the resistance from attempting to rally there, but in reality the Cult of Tren Krom based its resistance activities from the ice caves.

When the Great Evacuation started, Sutihu and its warships moved to stop movement south. The Barraki’s rebel armies forced their way through, while the Toa and Order of Mata Nui attempted to alert the Lanotu to the danger. The bulk of the civilian population fled with the rest of the universe. When Makuta was killed and the GSR collapsed, the plasma storms erupted once again, incinerating the entire dome this time. The splattered slag across the dome walls that once belonged to Sutihu was dismantled along with the rest of the universe.

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Suhitu was the land of Ko-Wahi, but this is a broad term for multiple biomes. The centre of the island was dominated by frozen mountain, from which flowed glaciers that terminated at the coast. The rest of the surface was either snow drifts or taiga. A few canyons split open the landscape, in which the Lanotu would eventually build their cities; tall cities of steel frosted with ice. Beneath frozen surface were a series of caves, an Onu-Wahi that flowed downwards. Their composition changed as they descended, starting as ice caves, middling with lush ecosystems of cave mosses, and ended with heated obsidian chambers. These obsidian chambers led to cliffs and platforms overlooking “Su-Wahi,” a great storm of superheated ionised matter dwelling beneath the island. The island itself was kept aloft on heat-resistant pillars. The island was subject to constant blizzards and blackened skies.

The Matoran of Sutihu were of the Ice, Earth, and Plasma varieties. Their villages were stacked atop each other following the caverns; Ko-Koros at the entrances, Onu-Koros in the caves, and Su-Koros at the precipices of the plasma storm. They monitored the intensity of the storms for fluctuation, finding safe ways to vent it during moments of intensity. When the Lanotu set up their kingdom, the Matoran were relegated to second-class citizens. The Matoran avoided their cities where they could and tried to continue with their lives. After the civil war ravaged the island, many of the Matoran fled, though many remained to attend to their duties. Many Matoran died in the plasma eruption, though the bulk managed to survive as their villages were build as lifepods in case of such an event.

The Lanotu were powerful beings, immense and dragonlike. They were equipped with a wide array of powers that differed between individuals. Mata Nui set their society up as an insular and territorial kingdom to encourage the blocking of passage past their island. The Lanotu were a theocratic kingdom, with their king holding power through divine right. Behaviour was strictly regulated and deviation punished with death. After the civil war, many Lanotu fled not only the war but the tyranny. While the species became infamous for a few warlords that spread out to find new dominions, most expatriates were just looking for a peaceful life. After the war ended, the maltheistic secular council remained as strict, but instead of execution they merely exiled dissenters. By refusing to evacuate, the bulk of the government were killed and most Lanotu were free to choose a new life for themselves on Spherus Magna. Of course, the warlord expatriates survived too.

#bionicle #bionicle rebuilt #locations

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mirthfulartist · 5 years

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Introducing Hiddenite, another art-trade fusion. Hiddenite wields the combines power of Citrine and Obsidian!

Speedpaint coming soon. :)

Citrine belongs to SnowWolf2396 on the su artists amino.

@snow-wolf2396

#su #let's fuse #lets fuse #wanna fuse?#steven universe #oc #gemsona #gem #crystal gem #art trade #amino #Illustration

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furryeaglebarbarian · 4 years

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big snow flake

#Strong #gem #Uncorrupted Gems #SU #snow flake obsidian #fan art

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neko-shinigxmi · 6 years

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Going to the beach house tomorrow!! We’ve stopped off to see my grandma (from my dad’s side) later today...and I managed to meet up with @catherine-the-artistic yesterday for dinner and ice cream! :D (Wish it’d been a longer hang-out, though, sldkfjghfjdkls.)

Anywho! We’re eventually going to team up and fuse our gemsonas, but in the meantime... Here’s some art stuff I’ve done that you guys can look forward to me posting once I get back home!! ;>

Sketch art of WT in the “Gem and the Gems” style drawings; a prompt from Gemsona HQ’s August Prompt List [Peridot-style and Garnet-style only, atm; will do more later and make them better, too!]

A doodle of Okami Amaterasu that got out of hand (might make it into a print?)

Kool Kat’s official mask!!! As made by Wrench

A sketch [atm] of an Umbreon-Flareon hybrid; Wrench’s pokesona, far as I’m concerned

Colored my Monster Prom self-insert ideas!! [Art Here]

LOTS of Purrfect Anarchy doodles~ ; w ;

Reference for my Danganronpa SI! (It’s not the best and it bothers me; I did the art ONLY with pen! No pencil sketch. Includes my in-school self-insert and the SHSL Despair outfit my SI went into, as she was also involved in the Incident due to her already being previously depressed.)

Colored my 2 year old art of my human SU characters! One is Tripp, the human Centipeetle, along with Snow (human Snowflake Obsidian; my SU OC), and Dal (human Dalmation Jasper; another one of my SU OCs)!

I have some more stuff to do and LOTS of inspiration, so expect more art I wanna post when I get back~! > w O

#Aki's Summer Trip 2k18 #Aki speaks #self insert #self insert community

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Keep Me Close

Chapter 1 – Tidal

SUMMARY: When something goes wrong during Sasuke's two-year solo quest for redemption, Konoha launches a rescue mission to get him back. However, when things start to go south, the team struggles to make a decision: do they save their friend, or risk everything to prevent his skills from falling into the wrong hands? / SasuSaku, Team 7

A/N: Posted this originally on FFN, but I thought I’d share it here as well. I’ve been getting back into the fandom recently after many years away, and I love how quickly the SasuSaku feels came rushing back. <33 Can’t get enough of these two.

I hope you guys enjoy!

The lavender sky dipped itself into corals along its horizon, darkened just overhead to a touch below indigo. Stars winked on one by one within this shade, reflected too in the shimmering sea, joined by the stirring of an offshore breeze. The rush of waves against the sea cliffs below served as the only sound, spare the soft tapping of footsteps on the ledge above. They belonged to a passing shadow by the name of Sasuke Uchiha.

A gull cried overhead, and the raven-haired shinobi tracked its movements warily before the bird disappeared beyond the trees. His obsidian gaze fell back to the ocean – he hadn't been to the coast in years, and he had forgotten the loudness of it. The salt in his nose, the rush of the waves in his ears – it was all a distraction, a nuisance that he didn’t particularly care for. He could see the enjoyment of it, but now, at that moment he found it put him on edge.

Sasuke paused to pull a scroll from his pocket, and unfurled it on the ground. He yanked open a pen with his teeth, and scribbled his note. He scowled at the mess of it – writing was exceedingly difficult with one hand – and made an attempt at smoothing a few lines.

Kyreen ETA: midday tomorrow. Criminal org.? Q. harbor master. SU.

Sasuke whistled through his teeth as he rose to his feet, rolling the scroll as a bird circled. It landed evenly on his shoulder, ruffling its feathers and nuzzling his cheek with affection. He pushed the creature away from his face and set to tying the parchment to its leg. In a moment, Sasuke had finished, and the bird took off into the night toward Konoha.

During Sasuke's most recent visit to the village, Kakashi had been adamant about daily check-ins. He'd sat Sasuke down, given him a hard time about his "angsty aloofness," and told him to send a daily note. A spree of missing nin reports from fringe territories, coupled with a particularly grueling winter across the continent, had made the council anxious over any "key assets" still out in the field.

"I'm not particularly worried about your wellbeing, Sasuke, but we have to set an example here…" Kakashi had explained tiredly. "Plus, I want to keep track of you. I'm getting old. I'm already old. Allow me this."

Sasuke's expressions tightened as he set off along the coast once more. It was only later, after he'd overheard a conversation between Shikamaru and Naruto before leaving town, that he had realized that the village was more worried about his kekkei genkai falling into the wrong hands than they were for his safety. He smirked at the idea. As if he could be beaten in combat, let alone lose to someone who could then steal his eyes.

Not possible.

What he would do, however, was take out whoever was abducting low-level shinobi along the remote coast of the Mist. Whatever scum waited for him in the fishing village of Kyreen, he would tie them in a neat bow and deliver them to the nearest police force. Then he'd take the missing ninja from whatever cell they were being kept in, dust them off, and return them to their homes. It was a standard mission, something fit for a chuunin – or even Team 7, at their formation – but since Sasuke was already in the region, he volunteered to get it done on his own.

Sasuke settled into a brisk pace. He wanted to get a few more miles in before settling in for the night. His mind wandered.

After all this, he would return to Konoha. That was something he'd decided on, without ever really deciding. It just came to him one morning. He was bone tired, and his body felt ready to stop for a while. He needed to rest, and he needed to train – the constant walking had taken a toll on his physical strength, and that was something he disliked.

He also wanted to plan out the next phase of his mission, and for that he needed maps, intel and, perhaps, a partner. A quiet, unexpected smile lifted his face in the dark.

Sasuke continued walking through the dark for some time. When he grew tired, he shielded his chakra, walked into the forest some ways, and pulled out his sleeping pad beneath an old oak tree. In a moment, he was asleep beneath his blanket.

Sakura sat on the porch at her home, wrapped in her thick down comforter. Ino was next to her, and together they stared out over the village, sipping on mugs of herbal tea. The lights twinkled, and the bubble of people leaving their various places of work grew quieter.

"This is way less fun with tea than wine. Do you have a bottle open?" Ino blurted finally, plopping her mug down and standing up from her seat. She cracked her back to the side, and then the other, and turned to go inside.

"No, but there should be an unopened bottle on the counter. Beers in the fridge too," answered Sakura. Ino disappeared inside: "You want one?" she called out. Sakura looked back and shook her head. Ino made her way back and curled up in her seat again, overfilled glass in hand.

"What's got you so down?" she asked, taking a long sip of the red, and eyeing her strawberry-haired friend. Sakura was never one to decline wine, especially when it was just the two of them.

"I don't know," she said after some time, sipping her tea. Then, after another pregnant pause: "The holidays are hard, sometimes. The hospital has been so quiet lately, and everyone splits off with their person after. The fact that I am totally alone hits home a little harder than usual. You know? It's just me and the cat. And it's not even my cat."

As if in answer to being spoken about, an orange calico slunk out from the apartment onto the porch. It sat between them, made a sound that was a cross between a meow and a belch, and hopped up onto the railing. The cat didn't really belong to anyone – it had followed Sasuke to the house one day, and never left. Now it required feeding and constant attention.

"You're not totally alone," said Ino. "He might not be here right now, but he's yours."

"Don't be ridiculous. He's been here a grand total of twelve days over the past ten years. And five of those days were in prison…" muttered Sakura. "And besides, he is absolutely not mine. Not anyone's. Running around the globe without a care in the god damn world. He's the worst sometimes."

"But, also, the best."

"…Yeah."

Sakura ran her finger along the rim of her mug absently, the taste of ginger on her lips. Ginger tea was his favorite, bizarrely enough. A calming tea, for one of the least calm people she knew of. Fitting, in his own ironic way. She closed her eyes, biting her lip hard.

She had never really known Sasuke, for all of those years she spent on his team, and then searching for him when he left. She thought she did, but she didn't really. Maybe there wasn't much to know, apart from the all-consuming revenge complex, and now that he'd had time to grow, there was a lot to him. All of these little facets and interests and hobbies that seemed odd when connected to someone of his prowess, but formed a part of him all the same.

Like the fact that he loved to paint. She'd left her watercolors out one evening when he'd popped through town, and he had settled into them while she'd stepped out to change as if he'd been painting all along. When he left, she'd put his finished picture up on the fridge – a cherry blossom tree, in full bloom. Now it was framed in her room.

"Sakura?" Ino murmured.

"Yeah?"

"It'll be okay. He'll be home soon," she said, setting her wine down momentarily to wrap her arms around her friend's shoulders with an affectionate squeeze.

"Love you, Ino. Thanks," said Sakura. Ino nodded, and threw up her arms in a big yawn.

"Aaand now that we're finished moping, can we please watch that reality show everyone's been talking about?"

"Only if you promise not to pause it every time that one guy comes on screen." They laughed, gathered up their blankets, and retreated indoors. The cat followed in behind them as a light snow wandered down from the sky.

Sasuke watched the town of Kyreen bustling about from a safe distance, assessing the layout before making his final approach. It was mid-morning, and the village looked nearly the same as every other town he'd passed along the coast, nestled against an inlet with a single dock and a disheveled collection of dinghy's bobbing in the water. There were more buildings in Kyreen than the last town he'd passed through, however. From his vantage in a tree, he counted ten residential homes as well as several shops clustered in a circle around an open market area. A low fence circled the town, with an open gate to the main road. Someone had stuck a hand-painted "We welcome travelers!" sign next to the entrance.

Nothing seemed particularly out of the ordinary. The ebb and flow here was standard – fisherman went out on their boats, came back with their catch, unloaded, and their wives exchanged the catch in the town square for grains and baked goods and whatever else there was available. The smell of smoked fish filled the air. Happy dogs lounged about in the sun, and children played along the water's edge.

Sasuke picked out the harbor master's house without too much difficult – it was the largest residential building, and had a somewhat new coat of paint. The man who Sasuke suspected to be the harbor master was just inside, his chakra signature seated at a table in the main room. A few weeks ago, this same man had sent an urgent letter to Konoha. Of the twelve shinobi that had gone missing, four had been stationed in or around this town, and one of those three was the master's own son. The town was scared, and thieves would soon circle.

Sasuke dropped from his perch to the ground, gathered his cloak around him, and made his way toward the town. Although snow had not yet fallen, the bite of winter lurked in the air, and the people he passed as he entered town were bundled in furs. Seal furs, by the look of it. Despite the cold, everyone was quite friendly and, were it not for his silence, would have happily engaged him in conversation and perhaps asked him to tea. He found it uncomfortable.

He approached one of the market stalls he'd picked out from afar, run by a very elderly woman selling assorted rice balls. She perked up when he stepped forward.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes!" she gushed, pulling back her curtain so that he could get a good look at what she had made for that day. Fish, crab, chicken, with various spices for each. He pointed at the fish one, and she grabbed two, wrapping them in a fabric napkin. She handed them to him delicately, and he passed her a few bills.

"I've got a chair over here, if you'd like to sit," she offered as she plopped herself into one of two Adirondack chairs beside her stand. He joined her, nibbling on one of the rice balls. It was surprisingly rich.

"Thank you," he murmured. She nodded and laced her fingers together, looking at him up and down with curiosity. She was a short woman, with dark leathered skin and long fingers. Her hair was wild and gray, pulled back in a messy bun, stuck with beads and braids and at least one feather.

"What brings you to town?" she asked finally. "We don't get many handsome young men passing through these parts."

When Sasuke blanched, she quickly continued: "Oh, wipe that expression off your face. I'm not trying to set you up with my granddaughter or anything silly like that! Just making conversation. Finish your food, child."

He did as he was told, and turned to watch the market bustle about them as he ate. He liked this old woman, as old and grizzled and off-her-rocker as she was.

"Tell me about the harbor master, if you would," he said after a time of silence, turning back toward the woman. She blinked, then leaned back in her chair.

"His name is Enko. Good man, yessir," she answered slowly. "He treats the whole town like family. Every one of us. Good man."

"Go on." The hesitation in her voice spoke volumes.

"Well, his son went missing a few weeks ago. He was a kid, just out of the academy up the coast. He was back visiting, and went into the woods to pick some herbs with his mum. They never came back – the wife was a bloodied mess, cold when they found her. The son had just vanished into thin air." As she told the story, her hand involuntarily moved to her chest, where it clasped a pendant around her neck. "Enko doesn't leave his house much anymore, really. Can you blame him? Nothing like this has happened here before. A week later, two more kids are gone. Another just a few days ago. It's all going to hell."

"Can you tell me more about the kids?" Sasuke asked after a long pause, when it appeared that the woman had caught her breath. "How old were they? Skill level?"

"Enko's son, Dan, was not quite 14. I used to watch him when his parents were busy. Scrappy kid, dark hair and dark eyes. The others were older, all teenagers. The most recent was in his 20s – he had one of those green vests that ninja wear. They were all good kids… I don't know why someone would do something like this."

Sasuke folded and refolded his napkin in his hand, a feeling of unsettledness rising in his gut. He wanted to speed this up. He asked for the woman's name.

"Gana. And yours?"

"Sasuke." He stood and offered her his hand, which she shook gratefully. Then, he turned and trudged toward the harbor master's house.

Sakura sat on her desk at the front of the class, watching her students scribbling away. Exam day was an easy day for a teacher, but a frustrating day for a doctor. Her time felt wasted watching over these kids write – she wanted to be in the ICU, helping her burn victim from the day before. She glanced out the window, the sun shining brilliantly against the newly-fallen snow.

One by one, the students handed in their papers, thanked her, and headed out to enjoy a few weeks of the class-free holiday break. She didn't blame them – her class was known for being one of the most intensive in the Konoha medical school.

Sakura locked up the classroom behind her, exams in hand, and slipped into her office. She dropped off the exams in the TA's box, grabbed her bag, and headed to the hospital wing at a fast clip. She pushed through the double doors, and the rush of beeping monitors and nurses brought her immediate ease. She changed into her scrubs mechanically, dropped her bag in a cubby, and dove into the fray. Within minutes, she was setting a child's arm, and then healing a puncture wound from an exercise-gone-awry, and then back to setting another broken arm.

"Here, I want you to hold up your good arm like this. Okay?" Sakura raised her hand, and the five-year-old she was treating mimicked. It was a way to distract. "Perfect. Hold that there, and I'll be right back with your new armor!" I.E. a splint for his wrist.

She turned, her tray of scalpels and bandages in hand, and froze midstride. At first it was just a pain in her chest. A white-hot pain that snatched her breath. Then it spread, in a blindingly wild fire, filling her with a fear and a horror that was not her own. Her body trembled violently, and she tried to open her mouth but couldn't speak. She couldn't breathe. Then, the screaming. The most viscerally horrible screaming she'd ever heard – a tortured screaming, agony over and over again in her ears, more agony than she'd experienced – ringing in her ears like a violent drum. Screaming. The tray clattered to the floor, tools flying in all directions. She crumpled against the wall, covering her ears, but couldn't get away. Tears leaked from her eyes as she sunk to the floor, nurses crowding around her as she curled into a ball on the linoleum. She couldn't hear them over the screams. Screams that, as she was forced to listen, she knew she recognized.

Then, all at once, it stopped.

Enko, the harbor master, eagerly led him into the kitchen. Although his eyes were gray – the kind of deep gray one gets from prolonged grief – he smiled pleasantly, and showed Sasuke around the main level of his house as any good host would. He was a stocky man, with thick arms and a thick white beard. His clothes were simple, his demeanor equally so. A fisherman, who'd lost his wife and son, trying to make things right.

"Can I interest you in some tea?" asked Enko, after offering Sasuke a seat at the kitchen table. He nodded, and Enko busied himself at the kettle. Sasuke, meanwhile, took a moment to examine the room.

The house was simple enough – very little decorations, no paintings or photos or anything like that. Old floral wallpaper, a few trinkets on the shelves, and simple furniture. He sensed no other chakra signatures in the house, and he checked to make sure.

Enko set two mugs on the table, and took a deep sip of his own. "I hope you like green," he said quietly, glancing up at Sasuke for nervous affirmation. Sasuke thanked him, and sipped at the drink. It was warm and delightfully bitter. Although not his favorite, it would certainly do.

"Tell me everything," Sasuke said quietly, folding his hands in front of his face and leaning in.

Enko talked at length, repeating much of the information offered by the woman at the stand. He was out fishing for the day, his son visiting home after being away from some time. They went out to the forests to forage, and never came back. Enko stared into his mug, his demeanor saddening as he pressed on.

Sasuke made a sorry attempt to stifle a yawn as the man spoke. He was very tired – he had slept poorly the previous night. He took another sip of his tea and shook his head to clear himself.

"Can you tell me more about your son? How old was he?" Sasuke managed as Enko stood and moved into the kitchen. He took out a few biscuits from a cupboard, and set to arranging them on a plate.

"He was a good boy. Tall, smudge of dark hair. Bright brown eyes, like his mum. Terrible at taijutsu, but he had a knack for substitutions. Best in his class!" Enko seemed to lose his train of thought, before picking it up again. "He was eighteen."

Eighteen? Why did that seem wrong?

Sasuke sat back in his chair. His head was swimming, he couldn't think. Something was wrong. His eyes flicked up to glare at Enko, and found the man watching him closely, an odd gleam to his eye. Sasuke tried to stand up, and stumbled back. His body felt heavy and unresponsive. He squeezed his eyes shut, but found his mind unable to keep a straight thought. He gripped the edge of the table with his hand such that his knuckles turned white, mustering all he had to stay steady.

"W-what the hell did you do to me?" he growled through gritted teeth.

He could sense Enko rushing toward him, but it was at a lag. He tried to gather up his chakra, but the threads evaded him. Something heavy rammed into him, and he fell back hard onto the wood floor. He tried to activate his eyes, but couldn't. He tried again, and the familiar red swam before his vision, but slowly. At a lag. This is bad.

A feral instinct took over, and he drove his knee into the person that had attacked him. Everything was blurry, he couldn't see anything at all. He could feel the edges of his senses going black – he was passing out, that much he knew – and fury lanced through his limbs at the thought of it. He forced his chakra through, and didn't realize until after that he was screaming. At once he could see, and his Mangekyou slid easily into place –

But it was too late. He looked down, only to see that he was standing in the middle of a seal on the floor. A seal for blocking his abilities. There were seals everywhere, actually, and he was in the middle of them all. And they were glowing, in the midst of activating, seconds away from sealing his abilities away. An ambush. A fucking perfect ambush.

Rage consumed him. Screaming in fury, he lit fire to the room. The black of unconsciousness closing in on him, he sent black flames everywhere. Burn in hell, burn in hell, burn in hell–

A blinding light swallowed the room as the seals finished activating. His screams turned from fury to pain. He collapsed in a writhing heap, unable to see or feel or think apart from the pain inflicted by the seals. And then he was out, limp on the floor as the enemy scrambled to cart him away.

End of Chapter 1! What’d you think?? I will upload the rest of the chapters here soon, but if you’re dying to read more now, you can find up through Chapter 5 here:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12764887/1/Keep-Me-Close

Thank you for reading!

xoxo

Indigo

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