#c: sasuke

[sheepthing]

[bladedhunter]

He's tired... holding back a yawn.

[kankuroplease]

Thank you for the warm up ideas 🖤

[sexywifesasuke]

"kill them with kindness" wrong, chain lightning.

[bladedhunter]

Closed starter for @irukasenseii

It's late at night, and there's a knock at Iruka's door. Standing on the other side is Sasuke, with Sarada in his arm. She's older now, as some time has passed. She's about a year old now.

He's come to visit. And to show Iruka something.

Even though it's like.... 11:54 PM.

[sexywifesasuke]

"Kill them with kindness" wrong. 5th level lightning bolt

[bladedhunter]

Closed Started for @hatredcurse

Sasuke woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, an ache in his chest, and a throbbing in his head. He was in an inn somewhere close to Kirigakure, on... an interesting little detour.

He had heard Suigetsu was living in Kiri now, having decided not to return to Orochimaru and, honestly, Sasuke had been relieved to hear it. But it didn't assuage his guilt over abandoning Taka, or his feeling that he simply should have done more, and should really visit them more often.

Relationships were difficult when, throughout your life, most of them were built upon unrealistic expectations thrust upon you. Sasuke didn't quite know how to show how much he cared about them still, didn't exactly feel comfortable expressing it.

Which was why he hadn't simply opened a portal right to Suigetsu and walked right up to him. No, instead he was staying at an inn nearby. Except now he was having nightmares about it. Stupid nightmares.

So Sasuke wrenched himself out of bed, slipped on his vest and his cloak, and after tidying up a bit (but he still looked pretty bad), decided now was as good a time as ever.

Suigetsu would get a rather interesting visitor tonight.

[punkeropercyjackson]

There's certain male characters who aren't canonically transmasc but the tboy swag and how fitting it is to his writing makes it weird to not headcanon him as tmasc.There's also certain characters who were intended as men but it turned out to be a bug and not a feature and it's your job to undoom her from the narrative by convincing her to transition.They overlap sometimes but we ain't talking about that rn

[bladedhunter]

starter for @uchihasavior

Sasuke looked at the clock. Then at the door. Then... back at the clock.

It was seven minutes past six.

He frowned. Itachi should have been here by now. But he was seven minutes late and, more importantly, not here. What had happened? Why was he late? Had someone decided to take out their misplaced anger on him? Accosted him in the street? Had some enemy attacked him? The possibilities were endless.

Eight minutes.

Nine minutes.

Ten.

If Itachi had a propensity for being late, maybe this would have been fine. But he wasn't. He always made it home either early or on time. Now he was ten minutes late? Something had to be wrong.

Sasuke yanked open the door, but immediately went to the roof. After casting a quick glance around and not seeing a brother quickly making his way home, his hands formed quick signs and he summoned Garuda. Let the hawk search for him from the sky while Sasuke searched from the ground.

Jumping down, Sasuke activated his Sharingan and scanned the crowds and homes he passed by as he ran through the village. He would not stop until Itachi was found.

[bladedhunter]

Sasuke nods, though just once. Sarada does have two strong parents to support and protect her. Odds are those parents (particularly Sasuke) will also bring with him trouble, but hopefully Sarada (and her parents) will be able to deal with that trouble as it comes her way.

Only time will tell. But Sasuke will be as prepared as he can be (if only he hadn't destroyed those spare eyes...).

At Sakura's response to his teasing for the forehead kiss, Sasuke raises an eyebrow. She can't be flustered because she's worried Sarada will remember seeing it, right? There's no way Sarada would remember, and even so, it doesn't matter if Sarada does remember.

He exhales softly, a little huff of a laugh. "Then you can explain it to her," he says, placing the responsibility on Sakura, of course. "Better it come from you than anyone else." His gaze softens, and he adds, teasingly still, "I thought you wanted me to kiss you."

But then Sakura covers Sarada's eyes (in jest or seriously, Sasuke still can't tell) and kisses Sasuke on the cheek -- and then explains why she's done so.

Sasuke frowns slightly, as this triggers a thought that perhaps Sakura is still worried about showing physical affection towards him. It would make sense, of course. Sasuke isn't very affectionate, and their relationship has historically been colored with some... animosity, to say the least. They'd healed past that, or so Sasuke had thought. Except, if Sakura feels the need to explain herself when she kisses him, and make excuses blushing when Sasuke kisses her -- and both times on the cheek or forehead, no less -- perhaps they have not come as far as he had thought. Perhaps that should change.

"Sakura," he says, looking at her seriously. He considers explaining his thoughts to her, but instead, just leans over, careful of Sarada in her arms, and kissses her -- on the lips this time.

She simpers. ❛  Exactly! I know she'll be just fine——because she has us.  ❜ Okay, maybe she is being corny, but it's still true! The power of love and all that jazz. They wouldn't be moving into this house together if it were not for love, after all. Of course, there are types of love that don't work out in the end, but Sakura wants to believe her love is something that will prevail and endure.

Lifting up Sarada a bit so that she can be face-to-face with Sasuke, Sakura lets their daughter grin toothily at him. ❛  Right! And she knows it too!  ❜ And while she does not say it, she thinks both her daughter and husband are very cute——then when Sarada grows up, Sakura knows she will be one of the most strongest and prettiest girls Konoha will ever have for her generation. 

At the door of their bedroom, she thinks she's finally calming down ... until Sasuke teases her. Sasuke teasing her so easily, so naturally without an ounce of hesitation; it speaks volumes of his trust in her. ❛  Because I wasn't expecting you to do that in front of Sarada!  ❜ she whines, embarrassed, entering their bedroom to watch him assemble the crib. Honesty is the best policy in marriage, but that's still pretty lame to admit. They're married now, so it's not like he needs to ask for permission to kiss her.

❛  What if she remembers this and starts asking me about kissing when she grows up? She'll reach that age eventually, y'know.  ❜ She looks wistfully at Sarada in her arms. ❛  Someday, she'll fall in love and find her own special someone. That makes me feel old, Sasuke-kun. I might be ready to see her come home with Sharingan one day, but not being old.  ❜ It would be like acknowledging their baby girl will finally leave their nest to start her own life...

❛  I'm overthinking again, aren't I?  ❜ she says knowingly, sighing. ❛  Sorry. She's still a newborn, but I'm already so attached...  ❜

Now, she steps closer to him, gently placing a palm over Sarada's eyes before leaning up to kiss his cheek affectionately. ❛  A kiss for a kiss,  ❜ she claims, cheeks warm, but this time, she maintains eye contact properly. Maybe she would've been braver to kiss his lips if their daughter weren't present. ❛  And it's a thank you for getting the crib. Sorry, I know I haven't been able to help since I'm looking after Sarada. Maybe we could switch Sarada Watch Duty by the time we set up the living room? With my strength, I can move the couches in pretty fast.  ❜

[bladedhunter]

Continued from [here] @kikaichuno

It's in a small glass box Sasuke's holding, filled with the leaves, dirt, and rocks from where Sasuke found it, as well. "It eats plants," Sasuke tells him, pointing out the spindly hard-shelled creature standing on one of the rocks in the enclosure. It seemed to have evolved from a stickbug, would be Sasuke's guess.

This is presented to Shino.

[bladedhunter]

Squishes the little brother's cheeks. For no reason. Just because he can.

Mumble grumbles. He tugs his face away after a moment, cheeks slightly pink from embarassment.

He pauses. "You're feeling well, I hope."

[bladedhunter]

There's nothing outwardly special about the kunai, but it does contain a formula. If it's incorrect, just slightly different than what it's supposed to be, it might help Sasuke find out what's happened.

That, or this kid is telling a bold faced lie and it's nothing. Either one.

He catches the kid -- Suengri -- glancing toward an exit path to the clearing. What, is he going to run for it? It's hard to imagine this kid is faster than him. Sasuke arches an eyebrow. "You can, with supervision," he qualifies. "I'm not locking you up." He doesn't know what this kid is capable of yet, though, so he'll personally keep an eye on him for now.

He thinks for a moment, then: "Are you hungry. We need to go... somewhere. We may be there a while."

To his knowledge, there was nothing particularly special about the kunai. He only hoped he was wrong.

"You have a point there," He gets up from the ground and stretches a bit, eyes darting towards the exit of their location. He could almost hear the soft buzzing of society up ahead. "The name is Suengri, Sir." Despite the similarities, Suengri couldn't bring himself to call the man Father. He also respected his existence too much to call him by name so he kept it simple and short.

"If you don't believe me, does that mean I won't be able to go out there?" He juts his chin to the outer side, stomach softly rumbling to expose his intention. "I can behave. I promise."

[bladedhunter]

Sighs. "This is what happens when your organization disbands." You make boy toys?

[bladedhunter]

The thanks isn't awkward for Sasuke. He nods, just once. "Of course," he says. He understands, to some extent, why Itachi's thanking him. Their dynamic is... somewhat different than it used to be. Sasuke used to want to kill Itachi, now he wants him alive and well. The difference must be a relief to Itachi, who never wanted to hurt Sasuke in the first place.

When Itachi shifts Sasuke's hand between his other two, Sasuke wishes he had another hand to bring to the table, but he knows he should be -- and is -- grateful that, at least, he's still here. Still, Itachi's hands are cold, and Sasuke wnats to warm them up. A single hand will not do so as quickly.

"Your hands are cold," he comments. "I should get you mittens." Admittedly, the idea of Itachi in mittens makes him smile.

Sasuke's eyes avert, though, at the mention of him keeping Shisui away from them. He huffs a short laugh. "Yes," he says firmly. "Our time is precious." This sobers him up a little, and he frowns slightly. "I'll throw more than a dinosaur toy at whoever tries to separate us."

I want you to stay intact and alive. You deserve it.

ㅤOne day, Itachi will be able to properly tell his brother how much he cherishes these words; how much they lighten the burden of guilt and regret that he knows he will have to carry for the rest of his life. It is not today, however. It's still too soon and the scar tissue covering the gaps between the two of them is still too thin, too delicate. Today, he's more than content with listening to the words only, take them in, let them go nestle in his heart and warm him up from the inside out.

ㅤ«Thank you,» he says simply, and hopes it won't sound completely awkward. Is it awkward to thank someone for them wanting you to be alive and well? ...Anyway. Soon, Sasuke's hand is on top of his own and that tender sensation washes all else away. It's as warm as his brother's words just before, though now in a literal sense that is quite welcome - Itachi's illness and the less-than-ideal blood circulation resulting from it [among a myriad other symptoms] cause him to have cold hands and feet more often than not, which is great for pranks but not so much for personal comfort. And so the elder brother wastes no time in enjoying it to the fullest, shifting his own hands a little so that he can catch Sasuke's in between both of them. Like keeping a precious treasure close and safe.

ㅤWhen Sasuke makes that comment about the potential future difference in heights, though, this time Itachi can't help but laugh. «The same way you used to try so hard to keep Shisui away?» How dare that same Shisui come and interrupt the brothers' time together, after all - it feels more like those days belong in a completely different lifetime. «Remember that one time you chucked your dinosaur toy at him?»

[bladedhunter]

Starter for @reddawnmultimuse

After the war, Sasuke spent a lot of time traveling throughout various lands, stopping at whatever village he might pass through to buy supplies. He was currently visiting a village, he didn't know the name, that he'd never been to before. Stopped at a fruit store, he pointed at the apples. "Five of these, thank you." They were loaded into a bag, and Sasuke's hand stretched out to take them, when he paused, hand hovering in the air.

A familiar chakra signature.

Frowning, he took the bag, tossed some money at the vendor, and was off in that direction, being as hidden as possible (which was quite hidden) as he nearly caught up to confirm who it was.

Well, well, well. Deidara of the Akatsuki. Formerly. Alone, unguarded. Sasuke smirked. This could be fun. He watched Deidara walk down a street. Tucking his bag into his pack, he used Kamui to teleport to a place Deidara would be walking by in a few seconds.

So, Deidara would find Sasuke leaning against the wall, casually, arms folded, looking at him. "Hey," he'd say, smirking. "Long time, no see."