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13as07 · 3 months

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Want To Be Boxer

(Kiba Inuzuka)

[Art work is not mine! Credit to SUK1J1]

Requested by: Myself

Word Count: 3,521

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Fist Fighting

Hickies/Bite Marks

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Kiba's smiley kiss is pressed into my jaw once again. His hands jump between my hips and my waist as he shimmies behind me, the wolf boy's non-discreet way of making me smell like him. "I'm excited," he purrs into my jawline, more kisses tracing the bone.

"Oh ya?" I tease, untangling myself from his grasp. Even without Kiba wrapped around me, Akamaru is still wrapped around my legs, staying under my feet and making it hard to walk around.

"Ya, I can't wait for everyone to meet you," he carries on as he attempts to grab at me again.

I hum in agreement, doing my best to walk towards the door, the actual and metaphorical dog in tow. "Well, no one will meet me if we don't get going."

"It wouldn't be all bad to stay in," Kiba teases, playfully making his eyebrows jump.

"Horn-dog," I mutter under my breath, managing to stretch enough to get the door open. Once it's opened, Akamaru shoots out, racing a few paces ahead before he waits for us to catch up.

"Only for you," Kiba teases, arm sliding around me before his hand slips into my hoodie pocket.

I swear he isn't going to survive tonight. He can barely survive when I join his squad for dinner, his jealousy quickly pointed at Shino during the supers. It's almost promised that Kiba will end up in a fistfight by the end of the night. The only question is who he'll end up in a fight with. Probably Shino. It's usually Shino.

The night air is chilled, quickly sliding through my - well Kiba's - hoodie and shirt to attack my skin. Despite that, Kiba's body heat does good at keeping me warm. Well, the half of me he's pressed against.

As we walk the hand in my pocket rubs circles into me. Akamaru entertains himself, running a couple of paces ahead, waiting for us to catch up before circling us and doing it all again. He's grown pretty big since he was a puppy, easily coming up to waist level. He looks more like a wolf than a dog these days.

It doesn't take long for music to soon fill the street and obnoxious stereotypical lights to flicker in the distance. "When you said a party I thought you meant a small get-together," I huff, my anxiety already spiked. I hate social gatherings, I hate social gatherings where I barely know anyone, and I really hate social gatherings I didn't have time to mentally prepare for.

"I mean..." Kiba says, a toothy grin on his face as he rubs the back of his head. "That's what Lee said but Naruto and Lee are... well... known for blowing things out of proportion."

"So you knew this 'small get-together' was going to end up being a block party?" I hiss, tugging myself out of Kiba's hold.

"Come on, don't be like that," he whines, going to grab at me again. Akamaru is back, circling himself around me, which always makes Kiba even more huffy. He hates that his dog always takes my side. "Trader," he mumbles to the pet, patting his head before his focus is back on me.

"You wouldn't have come, and personally I want my girlfriend at the party with me. Not to mention I want everyone to actually meet you. Kankuro is convinced you're a sex doll I named."

The mention of the sand prince makes me a little smug. From what Shino has told me, the puppeteer is my boyfriend's boyfriend. One he has a love-hate relationship with. "Fine," I mumble, doing my best to hide the smile on my face. Kiba can't know he won, or that I'm looking forward to this bromance in action.

"Really?" He asks with his normal teeth-filled smile back on his face.

"Ya, sure but most of my night is going to be spent next to you or with your squad mates."

"That's like the whole point," he teases, arm back around me and his hand in the back pocket of my pants this time, not so discreetly groping my ass. "I'm so excited."

"Ya until you try to fight Shino again," I utter, eyes trailing after Akamaru who has settled down alongside my nerves. I swear that dog can smell my anxiety from the way he acts... Can he smell my anxiety? Can Kiba smell my anxiety?

The thoughts swirl in my head the rest of the walk. The walk seems a lot shorter now than it did before. "I thought Naruto and Lee were orphans," I say when the house sourcing the loud music and party lights falls into view.

"They are. It's Gai-Sensei's house and he's gone on a mission. How the hell Lee talked him into it is beyond me but it's better than a cramped party at his or Naruto's apartments." Kiba shrugs at the explanation, tugging me in front of him. He waddles behind me, hands secured on my hips as we weave through the people chilling in the yard.

He stops his soft pushing when we land in front of the door, hands rubbing circles into my hip bones. "If it becomes too much we can leave. Worse cause we say hi and make our appearance before leaving."

"You don't mean that, Party-Animal," I answer, soaking in the familiar feeling of Kiba wrapped around me and Akamaru nestled against my legs.

"Of course I do. You're my girl, your comfort comes first," Kiba coos, softly silencing all the worries brewing in my head. "You're at the top of my priority list... well after my barber."

"Your fucking barber beat me out for the first place spot?" I bitch, my voice picking up in disbelief. "Not your mom, not your dog, not your job, your barber!"

"I'm kidding, baby," Kiba chuckles, pressing a couple more kisses into my jaw before dragging me inside.

I'm surprised the house isn't shaking or the speakers haven't blown from the bass. Neon lights cut through the darkness, mixing with the smoke spreading from a string of things and the alcohol smell that coats everything. I don't know this Gai person but Lee better be one hell of a maid tomorrow morning.

Kiba is back to being wrapped around me, fingers snuggly through my belt loops, chest pressed against my back, and chin resting on my head. My boyfriend isn't thin but he sure as hell isn't built like a brick. Nonetheless, his aura takes up enough space for us to easily slink around the house, Akamaru knocking into our legs as he sneaks around with us.

"Yo, Kiba!" Someone shouts, making him stop.

Akamaru happily runs over to the guy, tail-wagging the whole time. I get tugged backward and pressed back into Kiba's chest when I try to continue walking. "Sup, Shika," he calls back, glancing down at me for a second. Kiba's head dips, his canines brushing against my ear as he speaks. "We're going to go say hi, is that cool?"

"And if I say no?" I ask, leaning my head back.

Kisses are peppered across my nose before Kiba's mouth is back in place, "Then Shikamaru can go fuck himself. Your comfort first, remember?"

I can't help the smile that crosses my face. I swear Kiba is the definition of a lost puppy when he's around me if that wasn't evident enough from being wrapped up in his skin. "Ya, that's fine," I call back, voice louder than usual to try and outweigh the music.

More kisses are littered across me, being pressed into my shoulders and upper back as I'm steered through the crowd of people.

When I'm planted in front of the guy, Akamaru is back to weaving around my legs, army crawling so he doesn't knock me over as he circles me. My hand sinks, repeatedly rubbing his head to try and get him to still.

"Temari let you off your leash tonight?" Kiba asks the guy, chest roaring with a chuckle afterward.

"You're one to talk, wrapped around your girl like she's gonna dash like a rabbit. At least Temari loosens a bit at parties so she's not such a drag." I'm pretty sure the Shika guy meant it as a joke, partly because of the smile on his face and partly because his eyes are locked on a blonde girl who looks ready to punch the girl she's talking to.

"Watch it. You don't have to be such a jackass all the time, Nara," Kiba says, straightening his stance and tightening his grip on me.

"He was kidding, Kiba," I say, my hold falling to his wrists and gently massaging them in an attempt to calm him.

"Ya well he still doesn't have to be such a dick," he husks out, sending the other boy a glare before shifting me to the side.

Kiba is huffy and still pissy as he guides me through the partygoers, pissed-off mumbles, and insults aimed at the guy slipping out under his breath. "It's not that big of a deal," I try, leaning my body against his so my feet slide against the wood floors as he leads me around.

"I know," he grumbles, head flipping around the room in search of something. "Shikamura is just... he's so convinced he's better than everyone."

"You always let Shikamaru get under your skin. I don't know why you bother trying to be friends with him," Shino's monotone voice peeps out over the music.

"Shino!" I sing, wiggling out of Kiba's hold to greet his squad mate.

"Mutt Tamer... you look... nice," Shino - attempts - to compliment, it never comes out that way though.

"Ya, ya, ya. Keep your dick in your pants, Bug Boy," Kiba says, still very pissed off. "I'll be right back," he tells me, kissing my cheek before diving back into the sea of people.

Shino and I watch him work his way through the crowd until he disappears into another room. "Why's he so pissed?"

"I think it's cause the Shika guy called me a drag... or maybe a rabbit. I don't really know," I answer, my focus busy trying to find Akamaru.

"Kiba is just worried."

"About?"

"You." As if Akamaru can sense it, he comes squirming out from the crowd, two drunk girls cooing for him as they try to catch him. "He's worried you won't have a good time. Or that you'll get uncomfortable and not tell him."

"I'll be fine once I get a couple of drinks in my system," I tell the bug-man, my stance widening and my hand falling to Akamaru's heel signal. The dog does as ordered, skidding between my legs before sitting with his nose pressed to my hand.

"I told him the same thing, but unlike Aka, Kiba doesn't learn new tricks easily." I laugh at the joke, Shino giving off a rare smile in return.

"Speaking of drinks, we should get one." I busy my hands, rubbing behind the dog's ears like Kiba has told me to; positive reinforcement for behaving.

"I figured that's what Kiba was doing."

"He's pissed off. Kiba is busy tossing Mr. Drag-Man around the yard."

Another rare smile comes before Shino starts walking away. I follow behind, Akamaru bumping into my legs as he trails next to me, occasionally stopping for head scratches.

The kitchen is a nice break from the loud living room, the music softer and normal lighting meeting my senses when we walk through the door. Hooting and hollering filters in from the yard, along with calls of my boyfriend's name, letting me know I was right.

I decide to abandon getting a drink and instead chill out on the porch, watching Kiba throw down with at least thirty other people watching too. I'm not a violent person... sometimes, but I enjoy watching Kiba fight. It's sexy watching him hot-headed and seeing the way his muscles flex. It's even hotter knowing he's doing it for me.

Again, I heel Akamaru, keeping him secured between my thighs. He obeys, but whines as we watch his master being and throwing punches.

"Fucking Kiba," Shino mutters, appearing behind me again. "Hasn't even drank yet and he's already picking fights. You're going to have a long night," he adds on, handing me an unopened bottle of a fruity, five percent, something.

Whatever, it'll taste good and get me loose. Plus, it's unopened so no need for Kiba to do a roofie sniff test. I snap the bottle open, placing the top into my hoodie pocket before taking a drink. It's not as good as I thought it would be.

"Oh, hey babe!" He cheers, actually dragging the Shika guy around the yard, Kiba's arm around his neck in a headlock. I lift my drink to him, tipping it and my head at him. He sends a kissy face back before turning his focus back to the Nara in his hold.

Eyes flicker to me, getting growls from Akamaru in return. I swear I don't know who's more territorial, Kiba or his dog. Another fist is thrown before the Nara boy taps out, boosting Kiba's ego even more tonight. "Fucking pussy," he mocks, flipping Shika off before walking over to me.

"Akamaru," he calls, patting the dog's head. "Babes," he continues, pecking my lips. "And Shino," he deadpans, his squad mate tipping his beer at him. "I gotta go clean up, see ya in like five," Kiba explains, hands sliding up my sides as he attacks my neck, littering kisses, and small nibbles to it.

"Five minutes or I'm leaving," I warn, managing to capture his lips for a second. Shino's wrong, Kiba has had a drink or two. His lips taste like vodka.

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"Oh, Naruto," Hinata fonds, clinging to his arm as they walk back inside, leaving Kiba and me alone... mostly alone. Shino is passed out a couple of steps away. So is Akamaru.

After the fistfight, Kiba and I ended up staying on the porch. His friends have filtered in and out, coming to say hi and talk for a while. They all seem pretty nice though I can't tell if that's because they're actually nice or just seem nice from the buzz sliding through my body.

"You want another drink?" Kiba mutters, most of his focus being on my neck. Drunk Kiba is a horny Kiba... well, so is sober Kiba but he sucks at hiding it more when he's drunk.

"Yes please," I answer, letting my head lull against his shoulder. I probably shouldn't have any more. I've easily already had six but one more won't hurt.

Another open mouth kiss is pressed into my neck, my skin being tugged as Kiba pulls away. "Be right back," he mutters, struggling for a second to get his balance.

With his master gone, Akamaru shifts from lying next to me to lying in my lap, only half of him fitting in it. "I swear to God," Shino says, startling me a bit. He's been lying on his back, stretched out on the porch for the past twenty minutes. I thought he fell asleep. "If you two have sex in front of me, I'm going to gag."

"Oh, shut up, virgin boy," I tease, stretching forward to smack the bottom of his boot.

Shino teases back, gently tapping my hand with his shoe. "Just because I don't hang on girls like Kiba does to you doesn't mean I'm not sexually active." The movement causes Akamaru's head to pop up, a soft warning yap being aimed at Shino. "Ya, ya, ya, Aka. No, hurting mommy," Bug-boy says sarcastically, shifting to sit up.

Akamaru forces an exhale out, tail tapping a few times before he lays his head back down. "Dumb dog," Shino mumbles, but still scratches the dog behind his ears.

"If it ain't Mr. Beatle," a chirpy voice calls from the door. The voice has the dog up and out of my lap, teeth bared as he wraps around me. "Yo, Shino, call the watchdog off."

"That dog doesn't listen to me," Shino groans, shaking his head before turning his attention to me.

"Aka," I call, patting my thigh. The dog settles, stretching himself out in my lap again.

"Where's Kiba?" The guy behind me asks.

"Your boyfriend should be in the kitchen getting another round of drinks."

"He's not my boyfriend," the guy groans. "Why does everyone keep saying that?"

I tip my head backward, holding my weight on my hands as I lean. The guy is very boxy looking, square face, shapeless sweats on, and purple strips across his face that make it look even more square. He has brown hair, a shade or two darker than Kiba's, and dark eyes, also a few shades darker than my boyfriend's.

The sandman's eyes jump over me, sizing me up as well. "Damn, and here I thought Kiba's girl was fake."

"If you thought I was fake, how are you so sure I am his girl?" I push an attempt to figure out what Kiba has said about me. I don't think my question makes complete sense though. Maybe I am too buzzed.

"You mean other than his dog trying to eat me?" Kankuro teases, pointing at the napping Akamaru. "His clan symbol is around your neck, dumbie."

"Maybe I'm an Inuzuka too."

"Ya? Where are your check markings then? Kiba chew them off like he's done to your neck?"

My cheeks heat up at the sand ninja bringing light to the hickies I'm sure litter most of my throat. After all, Kiba likes to mark his territory from his clan symbol around my neck to his hoodie I've been wearing all night to his canine and suction marks littering my skin.

"Don't be jealous," Shino pipes up, eyes repeatedly glancing at the kitchen door. "It's not the Mutt Tamer's fault Kiba sees her as valuable enough to be territorial of but leaves you panning after him."

"I'm not into Kiba!" Sandman bitches. "We're just friends. I'm not gay."

"Damn and here I thought I worked my way out of the friend zone," Kiba's voice rings out, chuckles crackling out of him. Akamaru perks up at the sound of his master, leaving my side long enough to greet Kiba.

"Ya and I thought you were above picking fights five minutes into a party," Kankuro teases back, a smile crawling across his face. "Especially with my brother-in-law of all people."

Kiba shrugs, popping the lid off my drink before handing it to me. "Shikamaru should have known better than to make my girl uncomfortable."

"I wasn't uncomfortable, Kibs," I correct before taking a swig of my drink. These fruit things taste a hell of a lot better drunk.

Kiba ignores my correction. "My girl's comfort comes first."

"Aw, how sweet," my boyfriend's boyfriend teases before he fake gags. "Get a room you two."

"Fucking preach," Shino groans, flapping back down on the porch.

"Oh shove it you two. Don't be mad I'm getting laid tonight and you guys aren't," Kiba grunts, sinking back down to the porch before tangling up with me again. I'm tugged into his lap, legs trapping mine under his, and hands back to being shoved into my belt loops.

"Bold assumption, jackass," Sandman says, sinking to sit down as well, making himself comfortable next to us.

Shino simply flips his squad mate off. "If you were gonna get any tonight you'd be flirting up some girl instead of out here with your boyfriend and his girlfriend," he adds before falling quiet again.

"Maybe I'll try to flirt up Kiba's girl. Give her a nice three-some," Kankuro says, winking at me before sending a teasing blown kiss my way.

"Back off," Kiba growls, attention turned towards his boyfriend. "I'll drag your ass in the yard too. Tamari can patch up two loser assholes tonight."

"Oh ya? You think you're hot shit?" His friend eggs on. "I could go for a sparring match. If you win, I'll back off. If I win, I get seven minutes in heaven with your girl."

"I'm going to kill you," Kiba barks, tearing himself away from and giving in to the easy setup. Kankuro dashes into the yard, my boyfriend hot on his heels.

"I don't know what's worse. The fact that Kankuro wouldn't actually do shit to you or the fact that Kiba knows it," Shino mumbles, turning his attention to the cat-and-mouse game going on. Akamaru has joined the chase, running after the two men.

"So... Kankuro started shit for no reason?"

Shino shrugs, eyes trailing after the group running circles in the yard. "He probably started shit to get Tamari off his ass."

"Hey, yo!" Someone calls from the kitchen. "Kiba's about to rock Kankuro's shit." The kitchen starts to buzz, people filtering out from the house to watch my boyfriend pick another fight.

"Here we go again," Shino groans, sitting up and shifting closer to me. "I have no clue how you deal with him. Want to be boxer, Kiba."

"I don't know how I deal with him either."

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kankuroplease · 3 months

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Could we know more about Okami and Kiba's daughter?

Sure!

Her name has changed SO many times, but I’m sticking with Ashi

proud Lesbian not so proud child of parents with an poly-swinger relationship. But at least their actual gf is cool

Smacked the wind out of Shigeki and Boruto regularly when she was proud of them (wonder who she got that from)

Stands behind her mother to try and block people’s view of her butt 🫲🤨🫱 what are you looking at? There’s nothing to see here

Loves her dad but she’s not going to skip the chance of telling everyone he exaggerates his importance in the last war

Stole Akamaru for riding to do errands

Loud mouthed 9/10

Anemic and was in denial. The black spots go away, she works a lot so of course she’s tired, and everyone likes ice cream. It’s “no big deal”

Don’t worry, Okami began giving her more iron rich food and gummy supplements years ago and Ashi thinks things just sorted themselves out/is lucky to get more meat

Acts up worse than the dogs when it’s time for her to get a shot

Not above biting people or sicing her feral little brother Kumo on people that irritate her

Has bit Yuuta for petting her head. Oops

Hates perfumes because they cover people’s natural scent and most people aren’t original enough to get a specific one made for them

Aka it makes her job tricky and people stinky in her opinion

Knows all the dad jokes and chooses to crack them at the worst times

Lowkey likes cats because of her parent’s gf. Don’t tell her dad that though.

Goes around correcting people on how to care for their dogs

Stays with Tsume a lot because they have the same hair care routine and sense of humor

Ask Hana about how to be “all polite and shit” because she sees Hana as a lady’s lady

Genuinely a kind person. She’s just rough around the edges

#ask #kiba x Okami #kiba x oc #OC: Ashi Inuzuka

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lucacangettathisass · 1 year

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BITTERSWEET RESPITE

SUMMARY: Ever since middle school, Kiba Inuzuka has been in love with Hinata Hyuga. Unfortunately, she's been hung up on Naruto Uzumaki for just as long. Now in college, Kiba is determined to win her over. And he's got a plan. A plan that involves you.

In all honesty you don't know why Kiba has roped you into this hare brained scheme of his, to pretend to date in order to invoke feelings of jealousy in Hinata, but you do owe him a favour. And really, what's the worst that could happen?

TAGGING: @tired-biscuit @saigethearies lmk if you want to be tagged!

CHAPTER ONE (chapter warnings: Street harassment, drug use)

If there was one major downside to your job, it was the late finishes.

By the time most people are curled up in bed, ready to sleep, you're counting up the till, doing all the paperwork, and making sure everything is ready for the next day. Usually it isn't too bad, and you're able to get everything done in good time, if somewhat on auto pilot. Unfortunately, tonight was a little more difficult, as you had forgotten your energy drink that would keep you awake, leaving you slow and lethargic. That, paired with an annoying number of prank phone calls, and customers that dawdled despite you saying that the store was closing soon. That last bit was a particularly big nuisance, as it meant you had to delay doing end of day tasks, meaning you were left locking up later than usual.

You yawned as you turned the key, having to put some force into it as the lock was also wanting to annoy you, moving into place rather slowly. "Stupid lock." You muttered. "Let me go home."

Finally, with a thunk, the lock was secured into place, allowing you to exhale in relief.

"What's up, beautiful?"

Spoke too soon it seems.

You ignored the speaker, picking up your bag and starting to leave, until someone stepped out in front of you.

"Where you going?" He asked, smirking.

"Home." You said curtly. Usually you wouldn't respond, but with everything else that had already happened, your patience had evaporated.

"Let me walk you home then." The stranger insisted, stepping in front of you and refusing to let you leave.

"Fuck off." You snapped. "Get a life fuckwad."

The stranger frowned, gritting his teeth. "Why are you being such a bitch?"

"Because you're a fuckwit, now fuck off or I swear I will scream." To prove your point, you inhaled deeply, ready to push your lungs to the brink.

"Why you little-"

"Something wrong?"

The stranger paused, turning around to see who had spoken, and you stepped to the side to get a good look yourself.

It was another stranger, but this one was accompanied by a large dog, with white fur and brown floppy ears. "Well?"

As the new stranger stepped closer, into the light of the street lamp, you were able to get a better look at him. He was tall, with messy brown hair, and dark brown eyes, that were narrowed as they stared down your harasser. His physique was mostly hidden by his leather jacket and black jeans, but by the looks of things, he seemed pretty well built, athletic. He folded his arms, looking between the two of you.

"None of your business." The first stranger snapped, trying to square up to the newcomer, but the clear height and build difference, plus the growling from the dog, made him quickly step back. "Leave it alone."

The newcomer raised a brow, turning to you. "You ok babe?"

You blinked, surprised at the use of the pet name. You hesitated, not sure how to respond.

"Hey, leave my girl alone asshole." The new guy said.

The stranger scoffed. "Or what?"

The new guy smirked. "Akamaru?"

The dog let out a deep, guttural growl, mouth pulling back into a vicious snarl as his hackles raised. He barked, once and sharp, and that was enough to send the first guy running, hurling insults at you over his shoulder as he did so.

You rolled your eyes and scoffed. "Fuckhead." You muttered, turning to your rescuer. "Thanks for that, appreciate it."

He smiled, his expression relaxed, no longer appearing angry. "Don't sweat it." He patted the dog, which was also smiling and let out a happy sounding bark. "The name's Kiba by the way, and this is Akamaru." He smiled at you as Akamaru let out another bark.

You stand there in silence for a few moments, until you realized that you were meant to give your name as well. "Uh, I'm Y/N." You look between Kiba and Akamaru, waiting for your cue as to what to say next. "Well uh, goodnight." You turn around, resting the strap of your bag on your shoulder.

"Want us to walk you back?" Kiba was suddenly at your side. "You know, in case some other asshole turns up?"

You eye him, curious, cautious.

"Hey, if you don't want us to, that's fine." Kiba held up his hands, and even took a step back, giving you some space.

"I-well, if you guys really want to…" You shove your hands into your jacket pockets. "Up to you."

"Well alright then." Kiba smiled again, and he soon fell into step with you, Akamaru at his side. "By the way, sorry for pretending to be your boyfriend back there. I figured it would help with getting the guy to lay off."

You shrugged. "Dealt with worse, it's fine."

"So where is your place?"

"Kishimoto Hall."

"That's part of the student housing for Senju University." Kiba raised his brows. "I go there too! What are you studying?"

"Law, first year. It's a conjoined degree with classical studies."

Kiba let out a low whistle. "Good for you man, one of my buddies is doing law too. I'm doing zoology and geology."

"Why's that?"

"I wanna do search and rescue, so I figure I might as well learn as much about nature as I can."

"Oh wow, good for you." You had never considered what people who do search and rescue might study, and you felt admiration for Kiba growing.

During the walk, Kiba filled up the silence, chatting about his classes and volleyball (he's on the university team, which also impressed you). You let him go on, small talk had never really been your forte.

And in what felt like no time at all, you made it back to your place, completely unharmed and unharassed, most likely due to your escorts. "Well, this is me." You got out your student ID card to swipe your way in. "Thanks again Kiba, you too Akamaru."

Akamaru barked, and Kiba smiled. "You're welcome. Take care out there." As he walked away he gave you a little wave, and you felt compelled to wave back.

When the card scanner recognized your ID, the doors to Kishimoto Hall slid open, and you slid in.

Out of all the halls, Kishimoto was by no means the flashiest, rather the opposite really. It was a simple, modest building that resembled a regular apartment building with a large lobby. The lobby itself was more or less where everyone hung out, featuring a TV, pool table, air hockey table, and various chairs and tables, none of which matched. Tucked away in a corner was a simple kitchen unit, with a microwave mostly used to reheat things, an oven that seemed to be reserved for frozen pizzas, and a fridge to store said pizzas, and other shareables.

It wasn't fancy, but it was close to work and in your budget, so who were you to complain.

You used the lift to get up to your floor, slumped against the wall. You exhaled deeply, yawning as you did so. The day had been too long.

The ding of the lift prompted you to stand up straight, and as you stepped out, you noticed a figure beside your door.

"Kankuro! Shit, sorry, I got held up."

The older boy smiled lazily at you, standing up from where he had been sitting. "No worries, you ok?"

"Long day at work, and some asshole tried to give me a hard time while I locked up." You opened the door to your room and gestured for Kankuro to go in, which he did. He of course knew that your door was unlocked, but out of respect for you he waited. You appreciated that.

"Shit, you good?" He looked back at you, and for a brief moment you thought he was genuinely concerned.

"Yeah, some guy showed up and shooed him off." You dumped your bag by the door and kicked your shoes off.

Your room, like all the others in the building, was essentially a modestly sized studio apartment, with a kitchen unit exactly like the one in the lobby on one side, and your single bed on the other. You flopped onto it, face partially buried in your My Melody duvet.

"Call me next time shit like that happens." Kankuro sat at your small table, resting his bag on his lap as he pulled out a plastic ziploc baggie containing three pre-rolled blunts.

You hummed, not bothering to point out how he probably wouldn't make it in time if you did. "What do you want for those?"

"Since it was a rough night for you, how about we say it's on the house?"

You sat up, furrowing your brows. "You sure?" He had never done that before. Ever since you started getting weed from him a year prior, the two of you always worked out some kind of compensation.

"Course." Kankuro smiled again. "You're not my only customer, sweet cheeks, I'll be fine."

"Feels wrong." You said, folding your arms. "I don't want charity."

"It's called a favour, not charity." He made his way over to you, squatting so you were both eye to eye. "But if you really feel that strongly about it, how about a kiss?"

That you could do.

You leaned in, not at all surprised when Kankuro grabbed your face and moved in for the kill. You would never accuse him of being patient.

Although he called it a kiss, it was really just a half step below a full make out session, but you expected that too.

By the time he pulled away you were partially out of breath, looking up at Kankuro. "Sorry again for making you wait."

"It's fine, really." He moved a hand from your cheek to the top of your head, patting it. "You're always worth it sweet cheeks." He stood back up, slinging his bag across his body. "See ya, don't be a stranger."

"Good night Kankuro." You fell back onto your bed, squinting at the ceiling as you yawned again.

You should really get your nighttime routine done, you'll hate yourself in the morning if you don't, you always do. So you will.

Right after one last, slow blink.

#kiba x reader #naruto fanfiction #who's ready for the kiba brainrot

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holy-megs · 2 years

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Could you write a Kiba Inuzuka request of him (and Akamaru) being pouty when his mom/sister steal his girlfriend away when they're meant to be spending the day cuddling in his bed?

𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐭. 𝐊𝐢𝐛𝐚 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐚

📙༉‧₊˚ pairings: Kiba Inuzuka x fem!reader

📙༉‧₊˚ content + warnings: modern au, college au, fluff

📙༉‧₊˚ notes: I’m more than excited to write about Kiba😍! I really liked this request because this boy is underrated🥺. I also hope this meets your expectations <3

It was storming outside when you woke up this morning, but you don’t mind. You actually like rainy days, and you really enjoy the smell of rain and the vibes in general, but what makes rainy days better is your boyfriend’s clingy behavior.

You can also never forget his dog, Akamaru, who has adored you since the first time Kiba invited you to his apartment when the two of you started dating.

He sure talked a lot about him way before your relationship, and you really understood why when you met him. And even though you are a cat person, you consider Akamaru a special presence in your life, and you both have empathy for one another.

While finishing your morning routine, you read a text message from your boyfriend, Kiba. You expected it anyway, but not that early. Kiba is not really the early in the morning type of guy, despite being energetic and all when with you or with friends.

Kiba❤️: Babe let me pick you up after lessons ;)

You now really know what’s up and you can’t help but let that smile grow in your features. So, with excitement washing over you, you began to type a reply back to him.

Checking your phone one last time it said 2:30 PM. Kiba is obviously waiting for you at the parking lot, and you don’t wanna make him wait any longer because he obviously wants to cuddle already.

You can’t argue though, you also wanna have his cute face snuggling against you. But this sweet boy has been waiting for this moment since this morning and when you agreed to stay for the night, oh boy, he was more than eager to imagine how it’ll be to have you in his arms while you were going to sleep peacefully.

While Kiba takes his keys out and opens the door you would swear that you saw a giant white thing coming in your way with a fast pace. Realizing who it was you began to pet him until he melt. It seems that Akamaru is also impatient and excited for some cuddles.

You realise that the rain has stopped but that doesn’t stop you from snuggling into Kiba on his bed while he has his arms wrapped around you and is laying on his stomach with you on top of him, you wonder how you got so lucky as to feel his hot breath against your neck.

We can never forget about our cute boy, Akamaru, sleeping beside both of you.

“I want us to stay like this forever.” Kiba said with flushed cheeks as you laughed. A laugh that even you have never heard of before comes out of you.

“You know, I too want this forever.” Out of embarrassment, you hid your face in his neck, and Kiba’s eyes wound up.

You both never really shared your feelings with one another, especially Kiba. Those types of confessions aren’t really his thing, but he does it on occasions when you two cuddle like that.

Another thing for Kiba and you, of course, is that you both hate when others disturb you in your peace and relaxing time and—

“Oh Kiba hey.” Hana came out of nowhere with excitement. You really feel disappointed now, for real.

“Hana, how the hell did you even get in?”. You too are beginning to wonder. You recall Kiba having a spare key, but you don’t think he gave it to anyone. You even knew where he hid it.

“Mom gave me your spare key. We knew where you hid it all along anyway, so we stole it, and I don’t wanna waste any more time because she is waiting for me and (Y/N) to go shopping”.

Akamaru had been resting soundly until he heard that there was a possibility you would be leaving. He looked at Kiba, and Kiba looked back at him, both of their faces filled with despair.

“Shopping? But me and K-”

Hana was the one who cut you off. “You and Kiba can continue your business later, but we need your help with some lady matters right now.”

“Hana, me and (Y/N) are having a moment. Come by later, but for now we’re busy.” Kiba said with a harsh tone. Akamaru also barked, as a sign that he agreed with Kiba.

“Kiba, it seems that they need me, so I’ll go. Besides, I don’t want to make a bad impression on my future mother in law”. You smiled at him. A warm smile reassuring him and making him feel safe.

“You heard her, she is coming with us.” Hana exclaimed, as her face flushed with pride.

Kiba and Akamaru started pouting but you tried to console them in any way possible.

“Fine, go but I’ll wait here no matter the time.” Kiba said while holding your waist and kissing you.

Akamaru was also all over you and tried to gain your attention.

“I will come as fast as I can for both of you.” You said in between kisses.

#kiba x reader #kiba inuzuka #kiba oneshot #kiba headcanons #kiba fluff #kiba x y/n #kiba x you #naruto shippuden #modern au #college au

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silentexplorer18 · 2 years

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Heaven: A Kiba Inuzuka Short

Summary: Kiba's life sucks. He doesn't wanna deal with shit. Everything that could go wrong has, and nobody fuckin' cares. Well, maybe not nobody...

Pairing: Kiba Inuzuka x Female Reader

Warnings: 18+ Modern College AU; Alcohol and Substance use; Alcohol and Substance Abuse; rehab; inaccurate portrayals of alcohol use, drug use, and rehab; Death of a family member; pet death; lots of cursing.

Word Count: 3,600+

Note: Definitely feeling Dog Sees God vibes from this.

Read on AO3 ▪ Masterlist

Kiba swallows his third shot of Jägermeister of the night and reaches for one of the weed-laced blondies waiting for him on the kitchen counter. It’s been a few weeks since he’s been to a party like this, and he’s not complaining about the host’s alcohol choices. The rum he’d been sipping through most of the evening was good. It settled warm in his gut and swept him down the river of relaxation faster than anything else he’d tried this week. The Jäger, though, that’s where it’s at. Even the blondies are nice. A little too burnt around the edges, but nice.

He’d probably eat anything that wasn’t nailed down, but, damn, if he doesn’t like something sweet when he’s tipsy. Not that he’s tipsy, though; he passed that stage two hours ago and kept at it. It felt better that way. Easier.

But the party’s starting to be too much for his tastes. The adrenaline for the night has wound down, and he knows the blondies will only mellow him out further, so he takes an extra for the road, fills a spare solo cup, and sets off on his walk home.

Home. It’s such a weird fuckin’ word. The rental he’s been staying at with Shino and Sasuke isn’t much of a home. It’s fine, he guesses, for all intents and purposes. It’s a roof and a bed. They keep to themselves as much as possible, which is fine, too, but on nights like tonight, he kind of wishes his roommates were willing to be a little more invested.

He’s tired. His dog died. He’s been through hell and back the last few months after moving out and losing his ROTC scholarship by engaging in habits otherwise unbecoming of a member of the United States military. He’d only come to training stoned a few times right after Akamaru—

It’s not like he’d shown up fucked on a day he had to wield a gun or something. Still was enough, though. They’d kicked him out without remorse.

And he… Well, he doesn’t really know what to fuckin’ do now. He’s taking a few undergrad classes while he figures out his new change in career paths. Not that he was particularly dazzled by the military anyway; scholarships come in handy when you have an older sibling.

But now he has to figure shit out again. And he’s staying in a crummy fuckin’ rental with people he’s not even close to. There’s nothing redeeming in his life. Well, except for his girlfriend. She’s pretty redeeming. And just pretty—

He should call her.

It’s hard because his vision is blurry, but Siri can figure out what he’s saying. His grin turns dopey as the screen starts ringing, and he decides to take a little break next to the big oak tree on Garrison Avenue.

“Hey, Kiba! What’s up?” Her voice is warm and bubbly and sweet. There’s shitty disco music in the background and giggles, which means she’s probably having a girls night with a few of her roommates. They bake things sometimes. Not the kind of baked goods Kiba’s found himself accustomed to in the last eight-and-a-half months, but that’s okay. She’s like the light to his dark. The sunshine to his storm cloud. It’s amazing.

“Nuthin’ much, babe. Jus’ out for a walk and thought I’d say hi.” He hopes she can hear the smirk in his voice, hopes she can get the message he fuckin’ loves her—

“Kiba?” her voice is so soft, tender as an eggshell. “Are you drunk again?”

She doesn’t like it when he drinks.

“M’cello was throwin’ a party,” he mumbles in return. “Woulda been rude t’ not show up.”

“Where are you?”

“Uh,” he frowns. “The big tree?”

Luckily, he’s been here more than a few times, and this is one of the few places she could find in her sleep. Because of him.

“Shit, that’s so far from your house! I’ll be there soon, okay?”

His girlfriend: the fuckin’ godsend.

While he’s waiting, he finishes the last blondie and washes it down with a couple sips of rum.

Wasted. It’s such a shitty word for something that’s supposed to feel so good.

They said the high would let him see heaven, but he hasn’t gotten there yet, so he keeps trying. He thinks it’s the only time he’ll get to experience it, so he may as well try. He’s struggling. His life sucks. There’s no way he gets the real deal in the afterlife. Finding the pseudo-version on Earth will have to do.

God, he wants it so bad. He wants his life to be less shitty. He wants to taste heaven. He wants everything to stop fuckin’ hurting. Life isn’t supposed to be this hard.

She shows up in a beat up truck that definitely belongs to Ino Yamanaka. He tries to make a joke about car theft, but it’s interrupted when she grabs the solo cup from his hand and dumps it on the sidewalk.

The drive home is quiet aside from the radio. He tries to compliment her—she’s wearing her hair real cute—but she’s alarmingly unaffected by his praise.

Maybe he should invite her inside. Offer to pay her back for the drive. Even drunk, his hands still work wonders.

He reaches for her with a smile, standing in front of the porch with the peeling paint. Her hands are on his shoulders, but she isn’t smiling back, and he isn’t sure what the fuck’s going on. “What?”

She watches him through worried eyes, hands squeezing his biceps like a cat kneading a blanket, releasing all the pent-up energy.

“I can’t keep doing this, Kiba.” Her voice is still so fuckin’ delicate. “You keep doing this, and I can’t… I can hardly recognize you like this…”

He hisses and growls even as he pulls her closer, tears speckling his cheeks like freckles. “I’m hurting.”

She sighs, tickling his ear with the heavy breath. Her voice is hardly more than a whisper, and the tiny bit of sober still alive in his mind realizes that she’s trying not to cry. “I hurt too, but I can’t afford to fall apart because you’re too high to catch me.”

She releases him then, walking away while he’s left dumbstruck and alone.

He sleeps through the night but wakes up in the morning unsatisfied.

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They don’t talk for three days. No texts. No calls. Nothing. He ignores it. There are parties. So many parties. They fill the ache in his chest until he can’t remember why he’s aching.

But on the walks home, she haunts him. He can’t wait to fuckin’ call her, and then realizes she won’t answer. She wouldn’t answer. She doesn’t answer.

It’s been three days, and she won’t talk to him. She’s been mad about the drinking and shit before, but not like this.

He’ll have to find her in person. Figure out what’s going on, how to fix it.

He hears her and Sakura in the library later that afternoon. They always meet up for gossip-filled study sessions. She’s so damn smart. They both are. He has no idea how he landed such a smart girl, though. Maybe that’s what he’ll ask as the ice-breaker for the uncomfortable conversation they’re sure to have.

But they’re right there, and he can’t resist eavesdropping first.

Sakura’s voice rises like the tide. “He’s an idiot,” she insists.

“I know.”

“He’s high all the time!”

“I know.”

“Why do you love him?”

Kiba can see her face twist between the library shelves. It crumbles like shitty bread, and she cries, hands over her face, hair brushing against the table as she presses her forehead against it like a prayer. Kiba retreats before he can hear anything else.

He thinks about her all night. That hollow look in her eyes behind the smiles. The tear tracks she always tries to hide. The way she flinches when the beer bottles clang together in the sink. I can’t afford to fall apart because you’re too high to catch me. Her words echo through his soul.

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He knocks on Shikamaru’s door three times the next morning. Despite coming to the door groggy and annoyed, he says nothing as he takes Kiba in, watching him twitch and jitter under the scrutiny.

“I need to get clean,” he finally says.

Shikamaru’s the smartest guy he knows. There’s no one he trusts more to help him figure out how to get sober.

There’s a pause and a long moment in which Kiba fears he’ll be kicked out again. Then, Shikamaru says, “I’m gonna need a lot of coffee for this. Come on.”

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He’s checked into a facility within the week, and he’s ashamed to admit he didn’t have the balls to tell her. Not that she would’ve answered his calls anyway.

Shikamaru’s been a gem about it, though. He’s coming once a week to bring some stuff for his classes and talk. It’s nice usually. A little stiff, awkward, but mostly because they’re not used to white fluorescent rooms and plastic chairs that could only have been manufactured in hell.

“She asked about you,” Shikamaru reveals the next time he comes.

The thought sends dread through him like a cannonball. He swallows the lump in his throat. “What… what did you tell her?”

“That you went somewhere to get some help.”

He feels dizzy. “What did she say?”

“She cried.”

“Shit.”

“It was such a drag.”

Kiba kicks him under the table. “Don’t be a jackass.”

Shikamaru’s smirk is playful, but his tone rests somewhere between proud and gentle. “Someone has to be now that you’re getting your shit together.”

It throws him for a loop. Shikamaru can tell but doesn’t throw him a bone. They both sit in silence.

“She’s gonna hate me,” he finally says.

“Why?”

“I’ve been such a jackass.”

He regards him for a moment, and Kiba’s grateful he’s taking his time to consider an answer rather than give simple platitudes.

“She plays chess. She’ll understand.”

The answer requires some elaboration.

Shikamaru rolls his eyes. “Try playing chess sometime.” Then, he adds more seriously, “You have to sacrifice pieces sometimes to reach your end goal.”

Kiba considers it. Sure, it makes sense. It’s rational and methodical and makes sense, but he still feels like it’s off somehow. “You can’t break someone’s heart into pieces worth sacrificing.”

“I didn’t expect you to have any brains left. Sobriety’s doing wonders for you.”

“Shut up.”

He sighs. “I don’t know if she’ll take you back. If that’s why you’re in here—”

“I’m not.”

Shikamaru gives him a look.

“I’m not!” he insists. He ruffles a hand through his hair. It would’ve been better to have cut it before he locked himself in here. “I don’t wanna hurt anybody like that again. Not just her. I… I’m not me when I’m fucked up, man. I don’t wanna be fucked up.”

Margaret, his painfully cheery but otherwise well-meaning nurse, all but leaps into their room, bob bouncing against her ears. “Your hour’s up, Kiba! Your friend can come again on Friday.”

Shikamaru stands, clasping his shoulder on the way out. The touch feels weird but welcome. He likes being touched when his nerve endings are working properly.

“I’ll tell her you miss her,” Shikamaru says quietly. “Keep going. It’d be such a drag to give up now.”

He nods jerkily, blinking back the sting in his eyes. “Thanks, man.”

“Anytime.”

◃───────────▹

Kiba thinks about that conversation for the rest of the night. He lays on top of scratchy sheets that don’t have near enough dog fur on them and thinks of you and Shikamaru. He doesn’t know how he’s gotten so lucky, how he has so many friends there to help him. The thought makes his chest ache in a way that would usually send him toward a bottle. If he makes it up to them, maybe that feeling will go away.

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Her grandma dies on day twenty-eight. He won’t get out in time for the funeral.

Tenten and Hinata are staying with her, though. Trying to fill the void of his absence.

Man, he’s still fucking up with her, even from rehab. The thought makes him jittery. Shikamaru’s look is sympathetic.

“Write her a letter,” he suggests. “I’ll take it.”

Kiba stares at the pen and paper for a long time. He doesn’t know what to say.

I’m sorry your grandma died. Sorry I’m still too focused on myself to be there for you.

I’m sorry I’m in here instead of comforting you.

I’m sorry I still think I’m worthy of comforting you.

I’m sorry.

Please wait for me?

He goes to scratch it out, but Shikamaru snatches the paper out from under him right before Margaret’s head pokes in from the hall.

Shikamaru looks at the paper, frowning even more than usual. “Your handwriting’s still shit. I’ll tell her you love her.”

“Don’t.” He feels sick, eyes closing to push past the vertigo. “Don’t.” When he finds Shikamaru’s eyes again, Kiba can barely hold his gaze. “If she doesn’t… I don’t want her to stress out. Not when her grandma just died.”

Shikamaru’s gaze softens. “I’ll tell her you send your condolences,” he offers.

“Yeah. I’d like that.”

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The end comes quicker than he expected, but he doesn’t mind how good he feels about getting out. It’s… he still doesn’t know what he’s doing. He doesn’t know how to find what he’s searching for, but he knows he can’t find it in a bottle, which is a damn good start.

He’s got time to figure out the rest now that he’s not actively poisoning himself.

Shikamaru said it would be hot the day of his release, so he’s put on the only pair of shorts that hasn’t been ruined by “therapy paint” and a tee shirt that’s seen better days.

It doesn’t matter, though, because it’s not like people usually come out of rehab in a three piece suit. At least, they don’t around here, anyway.

He hopes Shikamaru hasn’t driven the motorcycle to pick him up. It’d be a damn shame to have worked so hard the last few weeks just to end up splattered on the pavement.

Pavement. It’s the first time he’s seen that in a while, and he’s almost unprepared for the parking lot, even as his feet push him toward it.

He freezes, assaulted by sun and heat and shock. She’s there. She’s fucking there in the goddamn parking lot.

He’s stopped breathing. He knows he needs air, but there’s no way in hell he’ll risk disrupting the mirage in front of him.

It becomes less of a mirage when she carefully steps forward as though he’s a stray dog that’s easily spooked. Maybe he is, he doesn’t know, but he does know that she’s wringing her hands together like Hinata does before a fainting spell, and he can’t have that, so he steps forward on unsteady feet to catch her if she falls.

She doesn’t fall. But she’s close. Closer than she’s ever been, and Kiba finds he doesn’t mind being the strong one right now.

“You’re here,” he says. It’s lame. It’s the lamest thing ever. But half of him still believes she isn’t real; he needs the confirmation.

“Shikamaru said you needed a ride.”

His eyes squeeze shut, pain rolling through his chest in waves. Damn Shikamaru spilling the beans. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. He wasn’t supposed to grovel and get rejected in the damn rehab parking lot.

“What?” she asks, unable to resist after the devastated expression he can’t hide.

“It wasn’t suppostta’ be like this. I was gonna buy you flowers before I saw you…” he admits quietly, admonishment spreading between himself and Shikamaru’s lousy attempts at coordinating.

The longing that shoots through him as her face scrunches in that adorable expression of confusion is almost too much to keep him upright. “Why flowers?” she asks.

He licks his lips, she eyes the glint of his snake eye piercing. Some things stay the same. Others don’t. “Your grandma…” he offers helplessly. “I wasn’t there.”

It’s like he’s set off a bomb in all the right ways, telling her exactly what she’d hoped to hear. Her expression crumbles, and she tumbles into him in an instant.

His hands are shaking when they find her hair, her solid body shaking as she cries into his chest. He cries too, head tucked against her.

She’s so fucking beautiful. Their relationship’s been a damn Greek tragedy. He’ll fix everything.

“You don’t need to,” she sobs, and it’s only then he realizes he’d been muttering into her hair. “You don’t need to. Please, just keep trying.”

He holds her like she’ll shatter without him. It’s okay because she holds him just as tightly in return.

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They’re tentative going forward. It’s a gentle sort of thing. He takes her on real dates. She asks to go on more. They bake normal cookies together on Friday nights, and they have a few indecent make out sessions while the aforementioned baked goods are stuck in the oven. It’s a nice way to live. He wishes he’d started living like this sooner.

But if it were always that easy, maybe he wouldn’t have needed rehab to begin with.

They end up at a party several months after he got out. It’s going fine. He stays away from the kitchen and drinks the Dr Pepper he came with. They came together with a bunch of mutual friends. It was worth coming just to watch Shikamaru fumble and try to look cool flirting with a girl in their Ethics class. Some stories will never be as good conveyed secondhand.

But the longer the night goes on, the more it gets to him. It’s dark and warm and the lights are flashing. He’s thirsty, and he knows the host would let him drink anything, but that requires braving the array of bottles on the kitchen counter, and he knows he can’t.

There are a few discarded drinks on the coffee table in front of him. Those solo cups sound like a damn siren song as the walls start closing in and the conversation around him drags to a standstill.

Man, what he wouldn’t give for a bottle of something. But he can’t. God, he can’t. He runs through the process he learned in rehab: think of what drinking will get you, think of what sobriety will get you. Assess the benefits. Assess your wants.

He wants to marry her, he realizes. He wants to train dogs at The Ranch. He wants to be an uncle to Naruto’s kids—plural, Shikamaru had reported with delight. He wants to be a groomsman at Shikamaru’s wedding someday. He wants, he wants, he wants. But he can’t do any of that if he falls off the damn wagon.

She’s dancing in the center of the room, but the smell of hops and tequila makes him dizzy. He pushes off the couch. It feels like quicksand sucking him in. The carpet is uneven, and he stumbles. He feels like the universe is trying to trap him in this den of hell.

He reaches for her, tucks his head against hers so his lips can find her ear. The smell of shampoo and hairspray invades him, and it’s a welcome respite. “I’m gonna head out.”

She pulls away from him, scanning his face carefully. “Are you okay?”

He nods. It’s not exactly a lie. He’s okay now; he won’t be if he stays.

“I’ll come with you,” she offers, but he shakes his head. She’s having fun with Tenten. Ino’d even let her borrow a dress for the occasion (and, damn, did she look lovely). He’s glad to have come just to see her look so beautiful and carefree. The last thing he wants is to take her away from the fun.

She scrutinizes him again, lashes flicking. “I didn’t eat before we came,” she offers casually. “Let’s go get waffle fries.”

He doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This beautiful, wild woman loves him and wants to leave parties for him, and she’s already seen him at his worst but now that he’s at his best, she loves him even more. His lips find hers in the darkness, hands tangling in her hair, body pressing against her warmth like he’ll freeze without it. The kiss is soft and smooth like honey. She tastes like lemonade, and it’s so damn good.

“I think I’m in love with you,” he whispers, and vaguely he knows that the middle of a shitty party is the most unromantic place to make the confession, but she beams up at him like he’s given her gold. It’s the first time he’s said it sober.

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It’s three weeks before graduation, and they’re sitting at her kitchen table trying to crunch the numbers for the house they’re planning to rent together. He’s put the numbers in the calculator wrong three times already, so she’s taken over that part.

It’s okay, though, because he’s got enough money from his new job to pay the deposit and buy a couch that doesn’t look like a frat house got ahold of it. It feels nice. Liberating. And she’s already made him promise her favorite quilt will get to be the one draped over the back of the swanky new couch. As though he’d ever say no to that.

He likes seeing her like this. In the kitchen wearing pjs, eyes squinted as she tries to work though the calculations. It feels like home. He can’t get enough of it.

“How much were we factoring in for pet costs?” she asks, breaking him from his trance.

“Uh…” The numbers are a blur at this point. “It was either $4,230 or $4,430.”

“What was that per month?”

He pauses, and she watches him eagerly as he contemplates. “No idea.”

“Argh! The drugs destroyed all your math skills,” she whines, but the smile on her face gives her away.

He smirks. “I never had any to begin with.”

And she laughs, God, she laughs and swats at him. He realizes it sounds like heaven.

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A/N: I'm not really sure what this is, but I had fun writing it. Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! :)

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punk-pandame · 2 years

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OK COOL i was just wondering like. do you have any specific thoughts on how sasuke would interact with like shino or kiba??? like characters you don't Normally see with them even in fics... i think they'd be kinda funny

YEAH ACTUALLY I DO AND YOU'RE RIGHT THEY'D BE SO FUNNY

i think sasuke wouldn't mind kiba too much tbh, he's just a neutral palette wet-dog-smelling version of naruto. he'd definitely like akamaru better than him tho. like, he shows up to kiba's house when he throws parties just to ignore him and pet akamaru. he always brings the good treats too so akamaru adores him. AND IT DRIVES KIBA CRAZY!!! he rants and raves about what a jerk sasuke is all the time and everybody's just like we get it kiba, you've got a boner for his attention, just shut up and get in line. and that makes him SO MUCH ANGRIER, it's SO funny. sasuke seems like he could not care less but he loves it. unlike naruto, kiba's tantrums have no emotional leverage with him. he can just sit back and watch the guy make a fool of himself with zero effort on his part. he is literally just sitting here vibing and kiba's losing his marbles for no reason. peak entertainment. no attention for kiba. his doggy sensibilities are WOUNDED, i tell you. WOUNDED. HOW DARE YOU IGNORE ME IN MY OWN HOME AND BEFRIEND MY DOG WITHOUT ME, GIMME THOSE TREATS YOU SON OF A BITCH-

now shino. oh, my boy shino. idk where the post is rn but there's this one that's like wouldn't it be funny if the only other classmate sasuke remembered from the academy aside from his teammates was shino, the one guy naruto consistently forgets about? because HE WOULD. he'd be like oh yeah that quiet guy with the bugs who literally never bothered me? of course i remember him, i liked him. he never invaded my space like you crazy fucks. he doesn't talk unless he feels he has something important to say, unless you bring up the bugs, in which case sasuke gets the rare treat of subconsciously absorbing the infodump while he zones the fuck out for a bit. personality wise, shino's a lot like juugo, and he was clearly sasuke's favorite on taka so it makes perfect sense they'd get along too. ideal friendship for him tbh. but don't get it twisted, shino would love sasuke assuming he doesn't care too much about the whole treasonous war criminal thing. the guy sits quietly and respectfully while he rants about bugs? will not kill the bugs for doing what bugs do and crawling on/flying at him? also enjoys ignoring people and petting akamaru at parties? A+ literally all shino needs tbh. he'd even agitate kiba further by taking sasuke's side sometimes because shino knows it entertains him. plus sometimes kiba gets squeaky when he screams and shino thinks it's funny. not that anyone else can tell. sasuke learns how to speak shino like that tho so now they're just this secret catty creepy-crawly boys club. no we can't hang out tonight, we're gonna be busy painting our nails black and watching the beetles throw shit, sorry not sorry.

#this is so poorly written but yes i have THOUGHTS on these interactions aslkjhgakjds #shino #kiba #sasuke #akamaru #textpost #naruto #notsns #clown to clown communication #honestly anon THANK YOU im so glad i finally got to dump about this aksjdlghakjs #also sorry if this doesn't make sense im still actively withdrawing from both my meds askjldghjas

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happyocelot · 2 years

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For mushroompirate, who asked for Hinata taking care of Shino's kikaichuu. I always thought it was funny how none of Shino's friends quite get used to his kikaichuu in the series. :) Warning for creepy-crawlie stuff, though it's more for comic effect.

She didn't understand. She didn't. Dogs got sick: Akamaru had a very nasty worm that required hospitalization for several days, much to Kiba's frantic, hair-tearing worry. Deer got sick: Shikamaru said he'd personally treated several one day, as they both mashed up herbs for healing salves. Turned out that the Nara clan was just as skilled as the Hyuuga at making those, as they had to tend to quite a few deer in their large forest estates outside Konoha.

Birds and pets and livestock and humans, all got sick. This, Hinata was quite aware of. They required rest, and medicine, and recovery. This was common sense.

That...was common sense.

This...was a bizarre, disturbing nightmare scenario, one that wouldn't vanish no matter how many times she pinched herself.

The Aburame, being human beings like everyone else, were also not immune to illness. Unfortunately, they were not normal human beings by any stretch of the imagination. If they got sick, then so did...

"Will they be all right?" Shino asked Tsunade-sama, his voice watery and thick with tears.

Hinata pinched her arm again, as hard as she possibly could. She even injected a bolt of chakra into one of her tenketsu, and accomplished nothing but a painful red welt.

It was real. It was all real.

How she wished this wasn't real.

"Yes, yes. Your Hiro-chan will be fine, Shino," Tsunade-sama said, rolling her eyes. (Why was she rolling her eyes? Was she not disturbed? This was a nightmare scenario that not even the worst of Kurenai-sensei's genjutsu could inflict.)

"What about Tatsuki? And Akira? And Aiko? And – "

He named them. All of them.

He was listing them out. All of them.

"Yes, yes, they'll all be fine. Now one of your teammates has to administer this medicine to you three times a day – no, Shino, you cannot do this yourself. It requires external application..."

She wondered if she could knock herself out and be hospitalized too, if she exerted her jyuuken in just the right proportions. That sounded nice. Hospitalization.

She always did her best to respect Shino's bond with his kikaichuu. She did. But she had to draw the line somewhere. That line was shoving the feverish, ill, mucus-encrusted kikaichuu back into his eyes and nose after they'd slowly and steadily dripped out during the course of his nasty flu.

No. Absolutely not.

A fragment of a memory flitted into her mind. Several years ago, Team 8 had gone into an onsen and Kiba had started screaming, hadn't he?

She'd asked Kiba what the matter was, hadn't she? Only to be met with a stare of black, empty terror.

Why didn't he warn her, why didn't he, why didn't –

(Poor Hinata.)

#team 8 #hyuuga hinata #aburame shino #naruto

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ghost-in-the-stalls · 2 years

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Okay okay my two favorite things are merging

Gaara and dogs. Hear me out

So I don't remember exactly what it's like in canon/if its mentioned at all or more of just a fanon thing, but animals probably hated gaara as a kid right? And probably even after his moral whiplash bc there's a literal demon sealed in him and animals pick up on shit you know

BUT HEAR ME OUT

He kind of resigns himself to animals never liking him. Like it is what it is. Kinda sad tho bc hes not great at making friends and also he's kazekage which is probably lonely in its own right. So it'd probably do him good to have a pet to keep him company. But most animals he interacted with for a long time HATED him so he doesn't bother trying.

BUT.

What if - after shukaku got yoinked - animals started acting a bit more normal around him?

Like here's the thing. People have vibes okay. When someone has bad intentions, you can pick up on that shit even if you don't realize it. Body language, facial expressions, actions, etc all communicate things to us that we don't always even notice. Dogs can pick up on that shit too.

And Gaara is a good person okay!! After theres no more demon, there's no reason a dog wouldn't look at him and react the same way they'd react to any decent person who acts non-threatening towards them!

So anyway I have this scenario in my head. He's visiting konoha with his siblings. They run into Kiba and Akamaru. Akamaru - who had an immediate bad reaction to Gaara when he was 12 and murderous - has a positive reaction! Like 'oh hey that fucked up vibe is gone! Hello!!' And akamaru like. Greets him as positively as he'd greet anyone (especially maybe if he like! Lowers his sand guard so akamaru can smell him better or something! (Ik there's a thing about gaaras sand always smelling like dead people and i choose to ignore that bc I don't like the idea of my boy walking around smelling like ass all the time ok I want better for him))

Can you imagine how floored gaara (and probably everyone else) would be? But maybe he's immediately like "oh shit a dog doesn't hate me maybe I can have an animal friend" and he starts asking Kiba what it's like to take care of a dog. Maybe he meets up with Kakashi later for a kage meeting and gets some tips from him

Anyway maybe then when they get back from konoha he ends up rescuing a pair of dogs 🥺

This is a long winded way of saying I want gaara to own dogs because I love dogs and once shukaku is gone there's no reason for a dog to hate him he's a sweetheart

#this is #possibly incomprehensible #im tipsy #gaara #sabaku no gaara #give that man a dog!!!#or two!

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You know.... It makes me wonder how Akamaru would react to walking in on his best buddy Kiba fucking the life outta his girlfriend. Or when the two notice Kibas best buddy walked into the room lol.

oh god, it would be so awkward because it’s bad enough when pets stumble into the room whenever you’re doing the nasty, but having akamaru, who literally perceives the world on the same level as any other human does, would literally be sheer and utter embarrassment.

like, i can just imagine kiba turning his head to the side all of a sudden and going, “for fuck’s sake, man, can’t you see i’m busy…? out!” the moment he sees him sitting at the now fully opened doorway, watching your entangled limbs and sweaty faces with an angled head.

you’ve got your legs on your boyfriend’s shoulders, one of his hands is right beside your head, the other is wrapped around your throat. his fingers tremble against your skin as you let out a pained little noise and start to shrink into yourself, trying to hide your body and face, but when kiba throws a pillow his way to get him to move, akamaru just stays completely still and scoffs in response.

and that causes them to bicker.

“i told you, you can’t be here for stuff like this!”

another scoff.

“hey. don’t gimme that attitude.”

a soft thump of a paw.

“we’ll go for a walk after i’m done, not when you feel like it!”

“oh, you’re done, all right,” is all you have to add to this conversation at some point. the mood is definitely ruined despite that the dog finally turns and leaves with its snout raised high into the air in an almost poshy manner and leaves the door wide open just to provoke its owner even further.

and after all that’s done and over with and you creep out of the bedroom semi-dressed and still feeling embarrassed as hell; cue to akamaru giving you both the side eye every chance he gets for the next week or so.

#i feel like ak.amaru would be so sassy all the time fjdjdjdjdj #like it’d def take some time getting used to that it’s not just the two of them anymore #and that k.iba needs his privacy now #also i just remembered my cat jumped onto the bed while i was doing the dirty with my bf #and proceeded to lick my cheek and we just had to stop hahhahah #my bf was so cranky cos like the kitty demanded all of my attention lmfaooooo #like it was purring and bumping its little head into the side of my face while he was balls deep hahhahahh i can’t #lmaooooo #biscuit mail

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kiljoius-writes · 1 year

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Small Love - Chapter 3

Ao3

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First Chapter

Tender

A young Hinata tended to a scrape beneath Shino’s eye as Kiba cuddled Akamaru, looking irritated.

“I can’t believe we let those idiots get away.” Kiba grumbled, Akamaru whining as his pets became aggressive. Shino remained silent while Hinata glanced at him with sorry eyes. The newly promoted Genins had been had by a single rogue shinobi.

“Kiba, there was nothing we could do. They were simply faster.” Hinata’s gentle voice was barely a whisper as she finished bandaging Shino’s cheek, crawling over to Kiba’s seated position. He gave a pouty “hmph” as she reached out to pat Akamaru, looking for signs of injury. “Is Akamaru okay?”

“He’s fine.” Kiba spoke shortly, crossing his arms as Hinata gently lifted Akamaru’s extremities to check him over. When she turned her attention to him and began pulling his hand into hers, he froze momentarily. As heat creeped up his cheeks at the innocent gesture, he yanked his hand back. “I’m fine, too, y’know.”

“Kiba, your wrist.” She reached back out for the hand once more, unaware of any embarrassment she was causing him. This time, he let her take his hand, and instead chose to complain, loudly.

“It’s just a tiny nick, Hinata, geeze, why are you so worried all the time?!” Shino lowered his eyes at the pair, furrowing his eyebrows. Kiba continued on. “We shouldn’t just be sitting here while they get farther and farther away! We can still catch up to them!”

“Kiba, enough.” Shino’s low voice interrupted as Hinata rubbed ointment on the boys wrist.

“You freakin’ guys…” Kiba’s voice lowered now, his eyes shifting to Hinata’s tender care. The heat returned as her gentle finger tips felt like a feather against his skin.

What the hell am I feeling right now? Hinata’s kind of…

“ACK!” Kiba yelped as she pressed the bandage over the cut, once more yanking his hand away. She simply looked up with a smile before raising to her feet.

“You two rest while I scout ahead. I’ll be right back.”

Both boys blushed when she laid a kiss on top of each of their heads before leaping away.

#kibahina #hinata #kiba #kiba inuzuka #inuzuka kiba #hyuga hinata #hinata hyuga #hyuuga hinata #hinata hyuuga #kiba x hinata #kibahina fanfic #fluff #angst #ficlets #one shot collection #Small Love #my fic

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ninjabambi8 · 2 years

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A little sneak peek ^^

@tired-biscuit Hello friend ^^ I'm working on a little something for any Kiba and Akamaru lovers and I wanted to give you a little sneak peek. You can show other Kiba and Akamaru lovers if you'd like ^^ Let me know what you think

3rd Person's POV

It's been a while since Akamaru has seen his mother and lately he's been feeling sad and looking depressed. He never wanted to do anything, not even train with Kiba. Kiba didn't know what was wrong with Akamaru until he found out one day

Kiba was following Akamaru to the nursery area where most female dogs have their puppies or raise other newborn puppies. Kiba remembers the day he went there to see all the new puppies when Akamaru and his siblings were born...

*Flashback*

Kiba ran as fast as he could when he heard the Great Pyrenees, (Y/N) was about to birth to her litter soon. He's been by her side while she was pregnant, he even felt the puppies kicking sometimes. Once he made it to her den area, he saw his mom and a few other people around

"Are they here yet?" He asked his mom, as he stood next to her

"Not yet. I'd say in a few hours, she'll be ready to have her pups." She told him, as Kiba looked at (Y/N)

(Y/N) opened her tired eyes and saw Kiba, once she saw him. Her tail started to wag. Kiba's mom nudges him to her, signaling him to say hi to the soon-to-be mother. Getting the message, Kiba made his way to her, as she sat up a bit once he was close to her

"Hey girl." He said to her, as he was petting her

She leaned into his touch and nuzzled her nose against his, before huffing in his face and licking his face, making him laugh a bit

*Few hours later*

After a few hours, (Y/N) gave birth to a litter of 9 puppies. 4 girls and 5 boys. As she was resting Kiba sat next to her, looking at the newborn puppies while they were nursing.

Btw, the reader is gonna be Akamaru's mother ^^

#nartuo #your name #kiba inuzuka #akamaru

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nagipops · 3 years

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KONOHA ELEVEN IN A ZOOM CLASS!

FEATURING: naruto, sakura, shikamaru, ino, choji, hinata, kiba, shino, neji, rock lee, and tenten

WARNINGS: mentions of food

NARUTO

definitely has forgotten that he was unmuted multiple times

or his camera was accidentally turned on

you could just see him sprawled on his bed with a bowl of instant ramen on his lap and a blanket wrapped around himself

EARRAPE SLURPS!! rip headphone users.

sometimes he notices that his camera’s turned on and you can see him freak out and scramble to turn it off

but he accidentally unmutes himself too and so you just hear panicked yelling

his device topples to the floor with a loud crash and he screams so loud istg

the next thing you see is naruto’s face hovering over the camera in fear just before his camera turns off and he’s muted again

the teacher is so confused?? naruto should i call an ambulance

but when he’s not eating in class, he’s sleeping in class

too busy sleeping to leave the zoom at the end of class so he’s always the last one left in the meeting besides the teacher

always asks sakura what happened during the zoom and she is FED UP

SAKURA

enters the waiting room 15 minutes before class is actually supposed to begin

spends the next 15 minutes rearranging her work area, making sure she’s prepared for the day

sits properly at her desk with her hair smoothed down and her face positioned perfectly in frame

if no one else has their camera on, she’s the only one with it on

seriously, she ALWAYS HAS IT ON

and she never leaves the screen somehow

diligently takes notes, uses the “raise hand” feature every two minutes to ask a question

sometimes it can get a bit annoying, even for the teacher

but she almost always gets perfect marks

acts like in angel in class, but after class... no promises, naruto!

SHIKAMARU

this man can barely stay awake during missions, so during a zoom? HECK NAH

shikamaru is literally me,, half asleep during lessons but somehow gets amazing grades

everyone’s either pissed at or envious of him (especially naruto)

obviously does not have his camera on

and rarely ever unmutes

uses the chat feature to answer the teacher’s questions but this man is basically asleep so its so incoherent

“shikamaru, what is a hyperbole?”

in chat: “a hyeprbole is a exsaggerayed phras,e”

teacher definitely thinks he’s cheating on tests

INO

either a) daydreaming about boys or b) checking herself out in the zoom camera OR c) secretly fuming at sakura’s know-it-all behavior

the two girls definitely compete to see who can raise their virtual hand first

"ahem, ahem- sensei? could i answer this question?"

her voice gets all sickly sweet and sakura HATES IT

the two of them totally got caught insulting each other in the private chat

100% the type of student to rewrite her notes after classes with various markers and colored pens and pretty fonts and patterns and whatnot

loves doodling flowers in her notebook during boring lessons!

CHOJI

another strong contender for the Loudest Student award!

not on purpose though, he just forgets that space bar = unmute, and plays some jumping game in another tab (like the no internet dino game!)

also,, rip headphone users

c r o n c h munch munch munch

are you kidding this man's chews are loud enough in person, but with a HEADSET?! hoo boy.

has conked out several times during class

just imagine the name Choji Akimichi with a profile picture of a bag of chips light up with the green box around it with a thunk

the teacher and class is so confused

but then you hear mumbles of "barbeque... chips... barbeque..."

and you realize that the man fell asleep onto his keyboard

he sleeps through the rest of class

HINATA

shy bb has never ONCE turned on her camera

the only time she's ever unmuted was to say "here" during attendance on the first day of school

if the teacher ever takes attendance again, she just uses the raise hand feature

what if naruto-kun thinks my voice is ugly? what if i accidentally turn on my camera? what if the teacher thinks i'm not paying attention? what if-

poor baby is too busy worrying about showing herself on zoom to actually pay attention

actually gets good grades though and her classmates wonder if she’s even there

her zoom pfp is definitely just a purple google “H”

KIBA

has the CUTEST zoom pfp hands down

it’s a selfie of him grinning cheerily with baby akamaru

100% has his camera on the whole time to show off his pup

he loves seeing everyone’s faces on screen melt and aww at the lil big doggo

sometimes akamaru just walks in front of the camera and blocks kiba from view and you just see a massive wall of white fur on screen LMAO

even though kiba’s muted, you can see him and akamaru bickering about who knows what

or even play fighting,, these two get into full on BRAWLS during class

just imagine akamaru shoves kiba into his desk and his camera crashes to the ground overturned so you see the ceiling and the occasional dog tail wagging in the corner

seriously, can the teacher ever catch a break with this class?

the answer is no.

SHINO

his zoom pfp is just a tick.

a singular tick

totally answers questions in chat with proper capitalization and punctuation

shikamaru’s improper answers tick him off

“A hyperbole is an expression that is greatly exaggerated. They are used in order to create emphasis.”

has never unmuted in his life either

he’s so unfazed by everything that goes down in class that it’s funny

if anything the slightest bit RELATED to bugs comes up during class, in 0.00238 seconds this man has an entire essay about them posted in chat, almost like he had it copied and READY to paste

everyone's definitely shocked that there’s actually a human listening behind a tick profile picture

NEJI

a very diligent note taker

seriously, this man writes like a printer; perfectly even handwriting that looks like a font, a million words per minute

everyone asks him for his notes after the zoom because they’re so neat (especially naruto, to neji’s dismay)

he gets excellent grades since he’s so organized and focused

just wishes the zoom would be over so he can work alone in peace

really hates unmuting so he often gives one-word answers in the chat

“Yes” “47” “Present” “Goodbye”

has used a zoom reaction ONCE in his life and he has never wanted to crawl into a hole and perish more

it was a complete accident,, mans was just trying to open the chat to type in his answer, but in a cruel twist of fate he clicked on the 😂 reaction

and he just sat there for ten excruciating seconds in complete and utter shock and shame for ten excruciating seconds as he prayed for it to disappear

tenten would never let him live that down

ROCK LEE

Zoom Reaction Enthusiast

😂😮👍🎉❤️ 24/7

naruto accidentally unmutes himself? 😮

choji falls asleep on his keyboard? 😂

neji answers something correctly? 👍

tenten received the highest score in class? 🎉

akamaru appears on screen? ❤️

unmutes whenever he needs to, but he thinks the little emoticons are so silly and cute

otherwise, he is EXTRA FOCUSED and EXTREMELY DETERMINED to learn all of the things

he’s the first to unmute whenever the teacher asks if the class can see the screen share, hear them correctly, etc.

never takes his eyes off the screen!! he could be missing out on important information

I FEEL LIKE,, i feel like he would totally keep his camera off when he’s muted but whenever he unmutes he would also turn his camera on

so when he says a quick “yes!” his camera turns on but before his camera can adjust properly to the light he mutes and turns his camera back off so his face is just super dark for a split second LMAOOO

tell me im wrong

TENTEN

exasperated by this entire class

thinks her and neji are the only sane ones in the class and it’s true

wants to tell sakura and ino to stop competing and just focus on learning, since they’re the only other girls in the class besides hinata

plus she’s just fed up with all the lazy boys

takes great pride in passing every assignment, test, or exam with flying colors

teachers pet, but the quieter type who stays after every zoom and sends lots of emails regarding assignments and grades and whatnot (unlike sakura and ino who rub it in the teacher’s face)

doesn’t like helping other people besides neji, girl’s got a soft spot for him since they have a mutual respect for each other

but if you’re a handsome prince, maybe she’ll help you out!

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