#Shino aburame fanfiction

[wing-ed-thing]

Honey Cakes (Shino x Reader) Chapter V

Synopsis: You were stupid. You made a stupid choice; it left you with the first real heartache of your life, and you could safely admit that you deserved it. But then the war came. And as quickly as it came, it was over. So what about you and Shino? Sequel to Honey Stand.

Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings/Tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Post War, Slow Burn, Slight Canon Divergence, Fake Tech Talk, Aged Up Characters, Angst

Notes: *beats idea with a broom* I’ve had the outline for Honey Cakes in my head for a year and I need it out I need it out out out I’m sick of looking at it *hits with broom*

“What’s not fair?” 

You snapped back to reality, not even realizing that you had zoned out into your salad. 

Shino sat across from you, a single elbow on the table as his lips steadily drooped back into a scowl. The little moment you thought the two of you had disappeared in an instant. The silence in the air was about as palpable as the tension. The lights blared down on your head as the clock ticked by slowly.

You sat still, avoiding Shino’s gaze as you wondered if it would be worth fighting about in the first place. The whole drama was beginning to feel so childish. You confronted him about your mutual past twice now, only to be met with unwarranted hostility. You wondered if you weren’t as much of the problem as you always assumed. In the silence, you only grew more sure of yourself.

You cast your gaze down to the floor, half of you unsure of yourself while the other seethed with annoyance. 

“Let’s just get through this mission. I want to prepare for the wedding as much as you do.” You quickly packed up the food container, pushing it gently back towards Shino as you suddenly lost your appetite. “Thank you for dinner. It was unnecessary.” You stood from your seat. You turned, hardly noticing Shino also rise from his chair.

“What’s not fair?” 

You shook your head, not wanting to engage. 

“I’m too tired to get into this. I have a report to write.” You pushed in your chair with your foot, still reeling from your interaction with Shou. Shino swiveled his head in frustration as he made curt gestures with his hands.

“Get into what?” He gritted your name, stalking after you as you began to make for the door. He reached for you. “Dammit, what are you talking about?” You turned suddenly, slapping his hand away from you. The sound reverberated throughout the room. 

You faced him with a pointed glare and a clenched jaw. Tension furrowed your brow.

“Stop acting like you care about me, Aburame!” The words poured from your lips like liquid poison. Your eyes widened as if the tension of keeping your comments in physically weighed down your features. Your vision began to blur, and you shook your head to dismiss the mounting tears. “I hate this. I hate this… this ignoring me for ten years like I never existed. I hate this disdain you’ve held for me all these years… Like the shit on your shoe… Then you have the nerve—” 

You took a step back as you swiped a hand across your face. 

“You did the same thing with that Sasuke stuff,” you exasperatedly noted. “And you think you have the right to act like you’ve been saving me? From the river? From the squad leader— who I now have to document, by the way, thanks a lot—” He scoffed, shoving his hands in his pockets as he hulked. 

“Just drop the goddamn report shit—” You stomped your right foot, fists clutched straight at your sides as you stepped closer. You shook your head as you gaped to yourself. 

“I can’t, Shino! I’m trying to get transferred!” 

The room fell silent again. The ticking of the clock continued. So did the whirring of machinery. Shino recoiled an inch, unable to mask that your admission caught him off guard. His brow knitted as he wrinkled his nose.

“Here?” he asked with what sounded like a scoff. 

“It doesn’t matter.”

“You want to get transferred here?” Something about his tone made you feel a pang of shame. Your imagination filled in his unspoken judgment. A judgment that you were cowardly for leaving. A judgment that you were sacrificing your dignity to work with men like Shou. A judgment that you were better than this place. He spoke a part of it. His voice was about as quiet and level as usual, but Shino couldn’t help the bite of disbelief that laced his tone. “Out here, away from your friends, in the middle of nowhere to be left to the likes of that creep—”

“Everyone’s moving on, Aburame! I know that’s not your strong suit—”

“Please.”

—“But I need to move on too. Being stuck in teenage drama is so… so… shit! We’re adults, goddammit!” You fought back the urge to scream, clutching a tuff of your hair and just holding your scalp under your fingertips. Your foot made swift contact with a nearby trashcan. With another shake of your head, you turned to leave. “Everyone has moved on. I at least need to try.”

Your name spilled from Shino’s lips in a low grumble, and as he reached for you once more, you turned in an instant and landed a firm smack across his cheek. His glasses flew from his face, hitting the floor and spinning off somewhere in the room. Before you could blink, the lights in the room went out completely. 

Your hand stayed suspended between you as you stared into honey-colored eyes. Shino’s hand caged the light switch. The moonlight from outside did little to illuminate the room, but some reflected off of Shino’s bright irises. You had always expected them to be darker. You traced what little you could see into your mind, finally able to read Shino’s eyes after all these years.

Your left hand shot out, and before he could stop you, you tugged off Shino’s hood. His hitai-ate clattered to the floor. He caught your wrist, and as you attempted to hit the light switch, he caught your other. 

You stood together in the darkness, trapped in Shino’s grip. You tried to jerk your arms away, but Shino held firm, studying you in the dimness. 

You couldn’t help but stare. You couldn’t help but search for answers in Shino’s newly revealed face. When you tried to tear yourself away again, your movements lacked violence. Slowly, Shino let you go.

“You can’t keep doing things for me, Shino.”

“What things?” He was quick to respond, but other than his urgency, he gave nothing away. You stared back at his face, the answers you hoped to find nonexistent. 

“Bringing me what I used to make you back then,” you said bitterly. You caught the small purse of Shino’s lip as his jaw clenched.

“I brought what I knew you’d like, that’s all,” he deflected with his usual frown. His hands returned to his pockets. He took a half-step backward into a shadow cast by a piece of machinery. You stood in the dim moonlight as he retreated. 

“No, Shino. It’s your favorite. That’s why I brought it to you,” you snapped, although the admission came out softer than you intended. You cast your gaze off to the side as you played with the cuff of your sleeve. “I remembered. You told Kiba… that one time in Iruka-sensei’s class.” A moment passed you by, brought on by your brief reminiscence. 

“Ah,” Shino hummed in a way that almost sounded deflated.

Another pause.

Another tick of the clock.

More machine whirring.

“You were working all night.”

“Shino—”

“You’re reading into things.”

“Shino,” you spoke his name in defeat. He didn’t answer, adjusting his jacket with a jerk of his shoulders. You crossed your arms. “You can’t just pick out aspects of a relationship and separate them into parts you want to ignore and parts you don’t.” Your nose jutted out as you accented your words. 

“I’m not.”

“It’s selfish, Shino.” 

Yet another pause passed. Somehow, the silence had become even more palpable than it had been before. You couldn’t help but notice how shut down Shino looked, eyes dead with lips curled into a complacent pout. He almost looked indifferent. His thumbs poked out the tops of his pockets.

“I just want to get to the next base tomorrow and go home.” The words stumbled out of your mouth clumsily. You squeezed your eyes shut, running your hands over your face. “Let’s just… Let’s pretend we don’t know each other or something… Or something like that.” You turned to leave the room for the third time, and this time, Shino let you.

***

You departed later the next morning.

Shino leaned against a railing outside of the eastern base. Through one of the windows, he could see you walk out into the hallway with the base commander. The two of you chatted. The conversation appeared formal but otherwise as if it was going well. You nodded your head. The base commander stroked the sides of his mustache. Shino’s eyes flickered up. Shou sat on a balcony used for sniping. His legs dangled over the ladder as he glared at Shino silently, scathingly.

When you emerged from the base, you came out alone. You paused for a moment outside the door, letting it close behind you. You said nothing to Shino, inhaling deeply and steadily as you squared your shoulders and marched forward. Shino followed after you, thinking about your admission from the night before. Wordlessly, you began your journey.

***

The trek was made in silence, only to be broken when the sun began to set. 

“It’s getting dark,” was the extent to which Shino spoke over the rushing wind in your ears. He stopped on a nearby tree. The light of the sunset reflected off of his glasses. You landed on an adjacent branch just a bit ahead of him and didn’t spare him a glance. You expected a snarky comment to follow, but none came. 

“We’re going to keep moving,” you ordered. As de facto captain, you held the right to push into the dark. With your simple decision, you departed with Shino not too far behind you. He scattered another part of his swarm into the forest as the dimness grew. Neither of you said another word. If it weren’t for the tension between the two of you, it would’ve already felt like a normal mission.

You could hardly see. 

You maintained your speed as Shino continued to scout. He always had better senses than you. More used to operating in the dark than you were, Shino seemed to have no problem keeping up your punishing pace. 

A branch narrowly missed your head, your visual radius severely shortened by the lack of light. It must’ve been a new moon. Another bundle of leaves appeared in your vision, and as you instinctively ducked, your foot missed the branch. 

You fell in the darkness, twisting in the air as you dropped five meters down. The fall into the night made you dizzy and discombobulated as you swiftly calculated where up was. You threw together a random, instinctual calculation of chakra. 

The branch you landed on shook in the dark. A piece of it snapped, falling onto the ground below. Shino appeared by your side, silent and barely detectable, even just an arm’s length away. 

You kneeled for a moment on that branch, feeling the curve of it beneath your feet and the slow shake of it in the air. You remembered your very first squad leader telling you not to think about how high up you were when it came to canopy travel. He told you that shinobi work was about balancing thought with instinct. The crash below sounded soft. It told you exactly how high up you were.

You stood, your knees shaking just the slightest bit. Shino’s presence loomed over you, silent and watchful. He didn’t dare say a word to his benefit. You moved forward until the lights of the base came into view in the distance.  

The southeastern base was surprised to receive you at the hour you arrived. With the velocity you approached, you and Shino had given them quite the scare. You blazed through the initial greeting with an almost recklessness. If the base’s leadership had been more trigger-happy, things might have gone differently.

The base was illuminated with lamps that cast harsh shadows upon your commanding figure as you made your way up the steps. Shino watched the symbol on the back of your uniform as you strode ahead. You moved with a determination and coldness he had never seen on you before. 

Maybe this is what you were actually like on other missions, a stark difference from your energetic demeanor in your early years. The way you used to burst onto the battlefield, Shino always thought you liked mission work, or at the very least, a chance to show off your excellent mastery of the lightning nature. What Shino always thought was naive self-assuredness was all but vaporized by your blazing determination. 

You introduced yourself to the base’s nighttime leadership as you had done with the eastern base. Shino continued to trail behind. He, after all, wasn’t the brilliant engineer they needed to speak with. The two of you were ushered inside. Shino was led to his quarters by a cadet as you stayed to discuss your assignment. He spared a glance back as he couldn’t help but note how well you fit in surrounded by other captains and leadership. 

Shino hardly slept as his hive swarmed within his chest. He laid on top of the sheets, hands behind his head as he listened to you tinkering away well into the night. He turned his head on his pillow to stare into the reflection of lamplight in his glasses that were folded neatly on his side table. 

You’d end up falling asleep at the installation site. 

***

For as quickly as it started, it ended. 

Shino wanted the mission over even before it started, but now, as the two of you began your departure from the southeastern base, he couldn’t help but feel a hint of apprehension. You exchanged a few words with the base commander before you were off. Shino didn’t even have to ask to know what you requested. With a shake of the commander’s hand, it was just like the day before. 

Home was only a few hours away. 

Shino didn’t often consider the passage of time. He was introspective but not to an existentialist extent. He, at least, liked to think so. But as the air hit his face and the orientation of the trees grew more familiar, Shino felt a stir within him. 

He wondered if you even noticed the visible electricity radiating off of you as you raced ahead. The image of you served as a blatant metaphor as he thought back to what you said about moving on. With the prospect of Team 8 disbanding after Hinata’s marriage, he had been thinking a lot about things you’ve said as of late. 

Shino felt blatantly aware of the humidity in the air and the hardness of the tree bark through his boots. The fact he should probably request new ones and that he had been thinking about replacing his boots for quite some time and never had. 

It was barely mid-afternoon by the time the two of you arrived at the village gates. 

Shino blinked, and the two of you entered. He blinked again, and you had arrived at the Hokage building. Time seemed to pile up behind him while the present hammered at him from the front, leaving him pinned and defenseless as only his own thoughts kept him company. 

The two of you passed Shikamaru on the way to Kakashi’s office. He came from an adjacent hallway, stopping short in surprise as your paths missed a collision. As you continued, Shino wondered if you saw him. He locked gazes with Shikamaru, who tried not to let his concern show. Shikamaru gave Shino a firm pat on the shoulder before the two headed their separate ways. 

Even Kakashi eyed Shino warily as the two of you gave your report. The sixth Hokage stared squarely at Shino as if to silently inquire about the undertones of your mission. 

“I’ll submit full documentation by tomorrow,” you finished. Kakashi hadn’t said a word: not about the success of the installations and not about your incident with Squad Leader Shou. He hummed to himself, arms crossed. 

“I see.” Your eyes flickered to his, studying his posture for the words he left unspoken. “Very well.” He said little else as he dismissed you. You turned, ready to finally return home. Shino followed. Kakashi cleared his throat. 

“Shino.” The both of you turned your attention back toward Kakashi. He beckoned Shino forward with a finger. “A word.” Instinctively, you and Shino glanced at each other.

“Of course,” Shino muttered, and you closed the door behind yourself.

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and otherwise supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: Whelp, that's the end of Honey Cakes. I hope you all enjoyed the sequal to haha lmao just kidding imagine if I did that I'm so sick of looking at this work I was thinking about it hahahahahaha I've gone mad

Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V

[sexyzuka]

kiba really said "🐶"

[nightingaleflow]

Naruto Men Take Care of You While You're Sick: Gaara, Shino, Shisui, Kiba, Iruka, Lee

Heya friends. <3 I'm still feeling sick right now, so I decided to write some short, unedited drabbles about different Naruto guys taking care of their sick partner.

This is what I was asking for Naruto characters for, btw, so thank you for sending those in. <3

I haven't written for Shisui or Iruka before, so I hope I did them justice for those who asked for them.

Enjoy!

~

Gaara (suggested by: @blogthebooklover)

Gaara looked around curiously as he walked in the door. Usually, you were at the door in less than thirty seconds, greeting Gaara with a hug and kiss. You helped him pull his Kazekage robes off, then led him to the dinner table while asking about his day.

But today, you were nowhere to be found. Frowning, Gaara stuck his head in the kitchen, then the living room, before finally making his way to your bedroom.

You were lying in bed, mostly hidden beneath a mountain of blankets. Your skin was flushed with fever, beads of sweat running down your head. You cracked open your eyes when you heard the door open, offering Gaara a faint smile. “Hey,” you whispered, your voice cracking.

“Hey,” Gaara said, walking over and pressing his hand against your forehead with a worried expression. “Are you ok?”

You coughed several times before you were able to croak out, “Not really.” You looked away. “I’m sorry I didn’t have dinner ready today.”

Gaara leaned down and gently kissed your forehead. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. “I’ll take care of everything tonight. You just rest and focus on getting better.”

You smiled faintly, closing your eyes as you savored his affection. “What would I do without you?”

He smiled back. “As long as I live, you’ll never have to find out.”

~

Shino Aburame (suggested by: @nnandmm-archived-hard)

Shino looked up as one of his beetles flew in a lazy circle around him, buzzing a message only he could understand. Immediately, he stopped what he was doing and followed the beetle into the kitchen. There, he found you, swaying in front of the refrigerator, looking at its contents without actually seeing them.

He got behind you just as you fell back, catching you in his strong arms. “Shino?” you asked, tilting your head back. “What are you doing here?”

“Catching you,” Shino replied. “The reason is, my insects told me you weren’t feeling well.”

You sighed. “They’re right. But I just need a little water, and I’ll be good to go.”

Shino wrapped his arm around you, pressing his fingers against your forehead. “You feel feverish,” he said. “Perhaps you should rest, and I will bring you the water.”

You pouted, but when you turned around, Shino’s worried expression made any arguments you would make die in your throat. “Ok,” you agreed.

Shino led you to the couch, covering you with blankets as you laid down. Once you were tucked in, Shino lifted your hand and gently kissed the back of your fingers. “I will be right back,” he promised. “You just rest now.”

You nodded. “Thank you, Shino.”

“Of course, my love.”

~

Shisui Uchiha (suggested by: @hashira-mal)

Shisui handed you a bowl of your favorite soup, watching you worriedly. You sipped from the spoon, trying to hold back your coughs. “Thanks, Shisui,” you whispered. “This is perfect.”

“I’m glad,” Shisui said, though his expression was still worried. “You really gave me a scare there.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” you replied, smiling sheepishly. “I swear, I was feeling ok this morning.”

“All the more reason for you to rest now,” Shisui replied, pulling the blankets tighter around you.

You smiled at the comforting warmth. “You worry about me a lot, don’t you?”

He nodded. “I can’t help it,” he said, brushing stray strands of hair behind your ear. “I love you. I’m always going to worry about you.”

“Shisui…” you started to say. Then it turned into a series of coughs. Shisui immediately wrapped his arm around you, rubbing soothing circles into your back and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

When they finally subsided, you leaned over, tucking your nose into the crook of his neck. “Thank you for being there for me.”

He smiled and pressed a kiss into your hair. “Of course.”

~

Kiba Inuzuka (suggested by: @princess-oriana-iantoya)

Kiba could smell you were sick as soon as he entered the house. He and Akamaru made a beeline for the bedroom, where they found you curled up on your side, a cold compress on your head and a glass of water on your nightstand.

“Hey there,” Kiba said, leaning down to look at you. “You doing ok?”

“Working on it,” you replied. “I feel like shit right now though.”

“Aww, poor thing,” Kiba said. He carefully touched your forehead. “Damn, you really are burning up. You need me to get you anything?”

“Can you cure this cold?” you asked. “That would be great.”

“Unfortunately, no, I’m not that good,” Kiba replied, laughing as he picked up your compress. “How about I replace this? It’s almost as hot as you are.”

You couldn’t help but laugh too. “Hot in a good or bad way?”

“You, in a good way,” Kiba said, kissing your cheek. “Akamaru, stay with her for a minute.”

Akamaru barked, wagging his tail. He crawled up on the bed and curled up next to you, resting his head on your chest. You smiled and scratched his ears, making his tail thump the mattress harder.

Kiba returned a minute later, replacing the icy cold compress on your head. Then he crawled in on your other side, holding you close. You sighed, nuzzling against his chest.

“Feeling better?” Kiba asked softly.

You smiled. “Starting to.”

~

Iruka Umino (suggested by: anon)

Iruka noticed you weren’t feeling well as soon as you two met up. Your smile was less vibrant, your energy dulled. When he took your hand, your skin was warm, and you had long since stopped blushing in his presence, so the flushing was from another source.

“My dear, are you feeling all right?” Iruka asked.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” you lied. “Just a little cold.”

Iruka frowned, then turned you both towards your apartment. “Let’s stay in tonight then,” he suggested. “I don’t want you to get worse on my watch.”

You pouted. “Aww, but Iruka…”

“Please,” he said. “I’ll worry about you otherwise.”

“All right,” you sighed. “You’re cleaning up after dinner though.”

Iruka laughed. “I’m fine with that.” He lifted your hand and kissed it. “Anything to make sure you’re well.”

You leaned against him as you returned home. He helped you over to the sofa and covered you with your softest blanket, then tucked a pillow under your head. He started to get up, but you caught his hand. “What is it, my love?” he asked, looking down at you. “Do you need something?”

You nodded. “Could you…hold me? Just for a minute?”

Iruka chuckled. “Of course.” 

He carefully slid onto the sofa, pulling you close so you were spooning. You immediately relaxed, pressing back against his chest. “You’re so comfy, you know that?”

Iruka nuzzled into the crook of your neck. “Am I?”

“Mmhmm.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

~

Rock Lee (suggested by: me <3)

Lee double checked everything on the tray. A bowl of your favorite soup, water, medicine, and your favorite treat were all presented and accounted for. Nodding to himself, he picked up the tray and brought it to where you were propped up in bed.

You smiled, slightly embarrassed. “Thank you so much, Lee,” you said. “I’m sorry to be so much trouble.”

“No trouble at all, my love,” Lee said as he set the tray down. “My only wish here is to see you get better.”

You blushed. Lee was always a sweetheart, no matter the day or what else was going on.

Lee carefully scooped up a spoonful of soup, then offered the spoon to you. You sipped the salty broth, closing your eyes as the warmth from the soup and his affection warmed you. A drop of soup splashed on your chin, and Lee hastily reached for a napkin. “I am so sorry, my love, it will not happen again!” he said as he wiped it off.

“It’s ok, Lee.” You caught his hand, holding it to your chest. “I appreciate you taking care of me.” You gently squeezed. “I love you.”

Lee relaxed a little, squeezing your hand back. “I love you too, my darling.”

~

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Fandom: Naruto

Character: Shino Aburame

Sample Size: 792 stories

Source: AO3

[oldanimefan]

Holy crap, I wrote this way faster than I thought I would. It started as just some Shino drabbles and morphed into a kinda fic? I'll get it rewritten into a fic with better dialogue since I didn't have any in the first half lmao

Anyways, no warnings besides a little bit of alcohol and bets. It is also sfw. I tried to make it gender neutral and there's no description of the reader's physical appearance. I am open to feedback so please let me know if you've got tips or suggestions for me!

Enjoy ☺️

When you meet as kids, shino is standoffish. He figures you're going to be grossed out or scared of his Kikaichū so he's a little shocked when you don't run away the first time you see them.

You keep coming up to him to just stand next to him and talk even though he doesn't respond much or volunteer any info of his own. You figure he's not telling you to go away so he must not mind your chatter.

You'll tell him about the most mundane parts of your day, about the flowers you saw starting to bloom, or even how you're craving a certain treat your mom made when you were a child. Shino will just stand or walk quietly with you, absorbing every little detail you give up to him.

You only realize Shino is actually listening and not just humoring you when he brings you your favorite treat after he notices you're having a rough day.

After that, you become inseparable from each other outside of missions and other duties. When you aren't training with your team, you go find Shino to train with and vice versa. Whenever you both have time, you'll go grab something to eat together when you're done with training.

Now that you two are friends he doesn't stop talking as long as you show interest in what he's saying. He still makes sure to pay attention to you when you're talking as well and will now interject with questions to keep you talking, no longer making you have a one way conversation.

As you get older and become older teens and even young adults, Shino becomes more and more protective of you. He's not sure why he feels the need to do so, but he figures it's because you're his best friend and that's what friends do.

Realistically, he knows you're a skilled and strong Shinobi, so why does he always feel the urge to step in for you when he knows you don't need him to?

All of your friends can see how close you and Shino have become over the years. They all know you two aren't actually dating, but there are most definitely bets going on about when it will actually happen.

When the Konoha 12 get to go out together, you two find that you gravitate to each other. Even when you drift away in separate conversations, you end up next to each other again eventually.

Shino is always the one that makes sure you get back to your house and in the door safely. As soon as your door starts opening he tells you to have a good night and off he goes.

He really wants you to ask him to stay so you can just hangout together and talk more outside of the noisy bar, but he doesn't want to be rude and ask you to come in.

One time while you're away on an extended mission, Shino and the rest of the of the 12 still in the village, go out to their usual bar for drinks. After a few rounds, Kiba decides to do a little light hearted goading and ask Shino if you two have decided on a date for the wedding.

Shino is more confused by this question than any other question in his life. Why would you two be getting married? You're best friends and he's positive you don't see him that way since no one else in the village ever has.

Kiba apologizes and explains everyone has just assumed you were dating since you're always together and have never shown romantic interest in anyone else throughout the years.

The rest of the night continues on like normal, Shino staying sober and keeping an eye on the rest of the group as they continue drinking. It's not as rowdy tonight as it normally is though so Shino finds himself thinking about your friendship over the years.

He thought about how he always looked forward to your training sessions together, walking you home everytime he could, the way he could tell you were having a bad day by the look in your eyes and how you slightly slumped your shoulders, the way he knew that surprising you with some chai or pastries would bring a smile back to you face.

A face that he just now realized that he misses terribly when you or he are away on missions. A face that brightens his day when he sees you crest the hill leading to the training grounds.

It's like a lightbulb goes off and Shino's eye grow wide behind his glasses with the understanding that not only are you his best friend, you are also the only person in his life that he ever really wants to see. That he has ever really cared for besides his clan. That he is in love with you and never knew it.

While Shino is completely oblivious to the conversations going on around him, Shikamaru leans over to Kiba to ask "Did he really just now figure out he's in love with them?"

Kiba with a smirk on his face responds "He sure did. I bet you 20 he'll be waiting by the gate when they return from their mission."

With that Shikamaru reaches his hand out to Kiba to shake on it.

A few days later as you're starting to see the gate of Konoha, you notice a tall figure leaning against the wall. As you get closer you notice it's Shino and your breath hitches since this is the first time he's been waiting for you at the gate.

As you reach him you frantically start asking what's wrong and if everything is ok since it's not normal for him to be waiting for you. Shino let's you get everything out before telling you nothing is wrong and that he simply missed you and wanted to see you.

Your blush is immediate and you stammer a little as you think of what to say. You've always harbored a crush on your best friend but never thought anything would come of it. Shino never showed any sort or interest or attraction outside of friendship.

However

As you start walking together you think about how he doesn't spend as much time with anyone, outside of his team of course, as he does with you. You abruptly stop walking and as Shino stops and turns to you, you ask him why.

"Why what?" He responds with a look of confusion on what little you can see of his face.

"Why after so many years of us being friends do you decide to wait for me after this mission? It wasn't particularly dangerous. There was no need to worry yourself over me." The question you really want to ask doesn't come out though.

Shino is quiet and contemplative for a moment before he says "Because I have come to the realization that I want to be the first person you see everytime you return from missions." He paused to grab your hands and his voice is a little softer when he continues. "Because after years of you being my best friend, I have come to the conclusion that I'm in love with you."

You stare wide eyed at Shino, extremely surprised, but elated at his confession. You squeeze his hand as you say "Shino, I have been waiting for you to say that to me since you let me talk your ear off as a child."

With that shino surprises you even more as he lifts you from the ground in the tightest hug you've ever experienced. As he puts you down, he grabs your hand to walk with you to give the mission report. "Let's go get dinner after your done giving your report." Shino says as you start the walk to Hokage Tower.

Neither of you noticed Kiba and Shikamaru in the shadow of a near by building watching you walk away. "What a drag" mumbles Shikamaru as he pulls a 20 out of his wallet to give to Kiba.

[dira333]

Naruto

Lonely Water - Kisame

Million reasons - Sasuke

Trouble in Paradise - Naruto

1,2,3 - you can count on me - Kakashi

Persistence versus Evanescence - Sasori x Reader, Akatsuki Publishing House AU

Doomed to love you - Kakuzu x reader (Angst)

To be loved is to be changed - Kisame x Soulmate Reader (FC)

When I felt like I was an old cardigan - Itachi

Water Lily - Kisame

Life flashes by - Kisame

Heartbreak Trees - Kakashi (requested)

Aim for the Stars - Might Guy x Reader x Kakashi

Fall into me - Chouji

Promise to marry me... Kankuro

Love like Trees Naruto (requested)

[A Child's] Truth Kakashi (requested)

I love you at every time of the day Kakashi

Why they call it falling Sasuke (part 1, requested),

Fragments of Anonymity Sasuke (part 2), 

Through the eyes of others Sasuke (part 3)

Sweet like Dango  Sasuke (requested)

Jealousy  Sasuke (requested)

Married life Sasuke

Why they call it falling Naruto (angsty, requested)

 You can Fly Itachi (requested) - part two to Why they call it falling

Series

Unwavering - Ibiki x reader

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6

A moth to the flame - Ibiki x Aburame! Reader

part 1, part 2, part 3,

Why they call it falling - Sasuke x Anbu reader

part 1, part 2, part 3

The Road Not Taken (Shibi x reader, arranged marriage, )

Character Sheet,  Part 1 , part 2 , part 3 , part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19, part 20

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Requests are open!

[mayhemscorner]

Rising sun

Shino x f!reader

🔞minors DNI🔞

Warnings: ⚠️familial issues/abuse⚠️ angst, SMUT, kinky slight dom Shino, swearing, violence

Summary: (this man is almost 6ft tall and I still FIRMLY believe Shino is a VERY kinky man. Prove me wrong)

Reader is struck upon for using a forbidden jutsu during a mission. Her father retaliates as they play only by the book and threatens to strip her of her shinobi status. Shino has ideas on how to distract her

The pulsating pain against my cheek as my head reels to the side, is a realization that I’ve just been struck upon in my fathers blind rage. I can only manage in my own fit of fury, to place my own hand above the quickly rising marks. If it were a nicer day, it would make me think of when we just finished pouring the foundation of our house, how I placed my much smaller hand inside the imprint he had just made with his own. The same prints I had just fallen upon from the sheer force I was knocked back with,” forbidden jutsu is to not be used so long as you are still my child.” 

A kick to the stomach. If we didn’t live the life of shinobi, most would consider this abuse, to us, it’s only another lesson…. No matter how uncalled for. 

“It was to save a teammates life! Don’t tell me you wouldn’t have done the same thing.” I spit in his direction, grasping at my ribs and trying to roll over to stand. 

“Not if it would cost me my own life or my dignity that comes with using something forbidden. Your chakra is still depleted. Get up.” He replies with no emotion. After several seconds of trying, I knew he was right. My chakra was shot. 

He lands one more kick as I reach for anything to pick myself up with,” come back inside when you’re ready to be a real shinobi.”

“Fuck you.” I cough out, finally managing to roll to my back and wheeze air back in to my lungs. 

“Or don’t come back at all. You have siblings with the same kekkei genkai. You are replaceable.” His last words echo as the stars finally dissipate from my eyes. He couldn’t truly mean that, he’s just drunk. He had to be. 

I could only ponder and force myself to believe my father was drunk as I slowly mosey to town, the forest, anywhere but here. I ignored the fact the smell of alcohol wasn’t present, maybe my senses are just off. Maybe I’d gone noseblind in a time of panic. The treeline was welcoming, silent enough to rest and gain my composure, maybe pass out from lack of chakra and a beating. I’d welcome passing out at this point, I could use the nap. The spots quickly return to my vision as my body sways,” yeah, this looks like a nice spot for a nap.”

And with that, my body buckles, swaying as gracefully as a sack of bricks to the ground. 

The last conscious thing I register is a voice calling from the treetops,” Y/N, I got you.”

Coming to was almost worse than passing out, my body aches and my head isn’t fully on the ground. My body is covered in a blanket… no. A jacket. It carried the faint smell of pollen and fresh morning dew. I knew the jacket and the scent to well, as the owner of the jacket had no smell, unless the flowers were blossoming. As soon as my head turns to look up, he becomes still as the doldrums at sea. 

“Shino.” I mutter, seeing the eyes behind his glasses turn down to meet mine,” Y/N.”

He exhales sharply, trying his best to not move his legs that lay under my head as a makeshift pillow.

“How long have i been out?” I mumble, reaching down to burrow further in to his green over coat and hope it engulfs my embarrassment.

“Only a few hours. What happened? You look worse than when I left after the mission.” He replies, picking a cool hand up from his side to rest against my now tender and swollen cheek. I sigh, leaning in to a usually gentle touch that now stung like a bee against the side of my face,” chakra was depleted too much. As a result, I ran in to my fathers hand.” 

Shino’s hand twitches against my face as his body becomes taut. 

“Word reached him that I used the forbidden jutsu before I had a chance to say it myself. Doesn’t matter if it was to save a teammate, what matters to him is that I used something forbidden.” I continue, lifting a hand to rest against his that lay on my face. He instinctively threads his fingers between mine, the closeness to Shino I’ve always craved only comes in times of pity. But I still find myself clutching to it like a newborn puppy to their mom. 

“I don’t see why you haven’t just come to stay at the Aburame compound. The offer has been extended multiple times.” Shino mentions his offer once again. 

“Im an adult now, I should just get my own place.” I mutter, squeezing his hand before pulling it down to rest against my chest knowing both of our arms were tiring. He only answers with placing his other hand at the top of my head, weaving his free fingers through the roots of my hair and tugging slightly. The sensation sends a jolt, awakening my senses and my body. 

“Get a place in your family compound so you’re still stuck with your father. Great idea, Y/N.” He monotonously shoots back before continuing,” for saving my life with a strong forbidden jutsu… you sure are clueless in anything else.”

“I wouldn’t call it clueless. He was just drunk. I’ll go back home after dark and everything will be fine.” I defend, knowing it might not be, but at least my chakra has time to build and I have time to create a bluff for Shino. Shino drops his hand, pulling the other away,” I’ll walk you back then.”

The walk is silent, save for Shino’s long jacket flapping around my much smaller frame in the wind. His right arm drapes over me to shield the wind away. Being touch starved, my knees threaten to buckle at the multiple signs of affection tonight. It had almost gotten me to forget the quickly bruising areas on my body until a sharp pain blooms in my ribs. I hunch forward, regaining my breath from my bodies surprise attack. Shino stops walking abruptly to turn us towards each other and immediately pulls the zipper of my vest down, followed by lifting my shirt and exposing my lower midriff. Shino shakes his head and grumbles,” I knew it.”

With no further word, he scoops me up as I’m still frozen, processing he has just lifted my shirt, and going even more senseless as my upper half comes to a rest against his heaving in anger chest. His steps quicken, becoming more pronounced as he stalks closer to my house.

“Shino, slow down. I’m fine.” I plead quietly, tugging at his own leaf issued chunin vest. His face is hard as stone, refusing to give any reply until we reach the gates,” give me my jacket and stay behind me.”

“Stop it. We don’t need to start a fight at this time of night.” I murmer, yet still shrug his jacket off and watch as his arms flex to put it back on. He pushes the gate open furiously and stalks to our house that sat dead center of the compound. I dig my heels in to the dirt and tug at the back of his jacket upon seeing a figure hunched over on our porch,” I’ll just go stay at your house. There’s a jug of sake next to him. He’s drunk Shino.” 

It was too late, I can barely see around Shino’s frame as my father tilts his head and sets his gaze upon the man that shields me,” the hell does an Aburame want at this time of night. Shouldn’t you be sleeping in your cave or something?” 

“I was actually coming to talk to you.” Shino puffs out, the tell tale sign of half a smile frightens me. He was confident, he was ready for a fight. 

“He was just dropping me off, was all.” I bluff, stepping out from behind him and being held back from walking any closer. 

“Bold of you to come home with a man this late. Did you not learn earlier?” He raises his voice, stalking closer to me as Shino tries pulling me back once again. I manage to dodge the first drunken swing at my already bruised ribs but the second connects just before Shino finally succeeds to pull me forcefully to the side, grasping on to the next drunken fist and stopping it dead in the air. Shinobi are scary enough sober. But when the sake hits our veins, we become almost invincible in our own mind… scary even. For the third time tonight, the wind knocks from my lungs as I hit the ground. 

“Damn these men.” I mutter, rocking back on impact and launching myself forward on to my feet, trying to charge in to the altercation. I brace myself as my father signs with one hand in an attempt to knock me back with a wind release jutsu. The wind whips around the three of us as Shino reels an arm back, and sending it flying tactfully against his opponents temple. I cringe at the sight of my dad folding in on himself and dropping to the ground, already snoring. Shino is expressionless and doesn’t move as I stomp furiously to the door trying to gather even a single thought. In an attempt to slam it shut, I feel defeated when Shino catches the flimsy door in an instant. Even behind his glasses, his eyes bore in to mine intently, unblinking. He leans against the doorframe, engulfing me with his large stature as he places an arm directly above me,” I don’t give a fuck what’s forbidden to your family, I’ll make you scream my name until even that’s forbidden.” His hands dance just above my hips as the anger rises,” Shino, what the fuck was that?” My hand instinctively shoots upwards for his throat, pinning him against the wall in an uncontrolled fit of rage, but the heat only climbs against my now flushed face at his words catching me off guard. He lets off a soft, barely even audible moan, taking his turn to lunge at me and quickly reverse our roles. My thighs were now wrapped against his torso and tangled in his long jacket as his breaths quicken so close to my throat while his hands pin my shoulders to the wall. I quickly add my other hand to his throat in case he’s gone crazy. He lets a soft chuckle out as I tug at his jacket,” that was me saving your life, would it kill you to at least say thank you before trying to tear my clothes off?” 

I feel my cheeks prickle and the anger die in my throat, only to be replaced with embarrassment,

“I-I wasn’t- That’s not-! I don’t know what to do right now. I should check on my dad.” I stutter out, the anger mixing with other, stronger, emotions as I adjust my hands around his throat so I don’t lose my grip. I can feel his jaw muscle clench and vibrate down to his throat. I find my own self impulsively mimicking his muscle twitch with my thighs, half bucking against him. A smirk once again creeps to his face before swooping in to hover his lips above the side of my ear,” Calm down. I’m only looking out for my teammate. Your father will be fine. I could’ve done much worse.”

The gentle wind against my ear as he enticingly whispers makes my eyes unfocus and my body slacken until he pulls his head back as far as my arms will reach. My hands then move on their own, leaving a playful tug at his throat before trailing to the collar of his jacket and gripping tight. He nods his head, encouraging me until sense washes back in to my body,” good girl.”

Good girl. Those two words would drive almost anyone insane. And after a while of not receiving praise, it could’ve drove me feral. It did. And I could tell Shino knew too.

“S-Shino. Please say it again.” I blush, slowly droning my hands inwards and pulling him closer to me.

“Say what again?” He questions, sliding his hands from my shoulders, causing me to slightly fall forward in to him, as his hands rake slowly down my body and settle underneath my ass to balance me back against the wall.

“I think you know.” I hint, batting my eyelashes slowly and resting my thumb against his pouty lower lip, rubbing it side to side until he playfully takes it in to his mouth with a quick circular motion of his tongue and a soft nip from his teeth. I bite hard in to my own lip to catch the gasp in my throat. Catching on with satisfaction, he hums around my thumb,” take my glasses off. I want to look at you with my own eyes.”

Another jolt shocks my body to life, unfurling my balled up fist and my other hand from his mouth to de-shade him. His eyes adjust to the darkness around us fairly easily, and they shimmer with multiple emotions. It’s crazy the eyes are what give us away. All our emotions, our lust and want. They trail patiently, almost lazily from my eyes to my lips, my lower one still caught between my teeth. I’m so lost in the sight of his eyes that I don’t notice his movements. He lifts a knee to maneuver one of his hands upwards, grasping against my jaw and hovering his lips just above mine,” good girl.” 

I sharply inhale as my head tilts forward in an attempt to connect our lips. I’m denied with a soft tug back at my jaw and a mischievous smile. His head dips down to my neck making my heart race and stomach flip. I was expecting a kiss, but instead receive his tongue tracing where he would sink his teeth in to soon after. My bottom lip curls back under my teeth, but the moan still escapes. I pull away slightly, pushing a hand against his chest,” what if my dad wakes up?”

“He won’t.” Shino huffs against my neck while tugging at my jaw once again, finally bringing our lips in to a lazy, drawn out kiss. One kiss becomes two. Three, then four. I’ve lost count how many times the presence of his lips graced my needy ones. His teeth draw in my lower lip, nipping slightly and letting go to catch a breath. My tongue acts on its own accord, darting in to find his. Shino doesn’t bother to hide his moan, only readjusting the hand that holds me up as my thighs grip around his torso tighter. My fingers wrestle away his hood, then tear away his forehead protector, releasing his quickly growing hair to tug to my hearts content. He groans at the sudden pull, bucking us both back in to the wall we’ve drifted from. 

“We should move this somewhere else.” I huff while pulling away for another breath of air and trying to wrestle his jacket off for real this time. Shino nods, falling backwards and over the back of the couch behind us effortlessly. I find myself on top, straddling a smirking Shino. I smile, finally able to tear away his vest and jacket in a sloppy and haphazard manner before I wrestle at his tight training shirt. My hands quiver with giddiness as his tightened skin flexes under my fingers in an effort to help. When I barely manage to coax the compression shirt to his shoulders, he grasps both of my hands in one of his and finishes his shirt off, exposing his upper half. Shino leans up to a sitting position and uses his free hand to pull me down further by the nape of my neck, tugging at my now tousled hair to hungrily guide our lips together once again. I feel my hands being released, followed by my vest being tugged at and shedded away. He’s gentle while lifting my shirt over the sickening bruises, his tender fingers ghosting over the lightning strikes of purple and disconnecting our lips to throw my shirt away. My aching core reignites at every twitch I feel against my pelvis from down below. 

“Fuck this.” I mutter, sliding down to grapple with the knot holding his pants at his waist. He arches slightly at the intimate touch of my hands dragging his pants downwards, then reaching up to drone lazy circles around his rising bulge. 

“I never got to properly thank you, Shino.” I whisper, slowly sinking my head downwards to place a kiss on his still clothed member. He twitches slightly and his hand once again feeds its way in to my hair as I place intentionally sloppy kisses on his hips while shrugging down his boxers. 

“That’s oka-“ Shino begins to talk before being cut off with his own moan at the feeling of my lips wrapping around the tip of his cock. His hand clenches deep at my roots and tries to follow the quickly erratic pace of my head. His hips soon follow, becoming a sloppy and unreadable pace until he pumps fully in to my mouth, causing me to slightly gag when I’m held there for a few seconds as he squirms beneath me. When he can’t handle the feeling anymore, I’m being thrown backwards to the other side of the couch and my pants have been effortlessly wrestled off during the process. All while I’m still trying to force myself to breathe air again. The circles being rubbed in to my thighs distract any sense I have, his head burying between my thighs going unnoticed at first. I can’t help but gasp, clawing up his back at the wet pressure kneading slowly at my clit. One finger slips in, shockingly cold against my rising body temperature. My hips try to move, but his other hand holds me down forcibly, making the pleasure even greater. I can feel him smirk against me, followed by a quick flick of his tongue to send me over the edge. My scream silences against the quick grasp at my throat from Shinoto aid him in sitting up,” if anyone ever lays their hands on you again, it better be me.”

“B-but we’re shinobi.” I stutter out as he crashes himself inside of me, pushing further and further until I squirm.

“Even in war, I’d go out of my way to be the last man to ever have his hands on you.” He grunts, thrusting quickly again and stopping. He holds inside of me for a few more seconds,” I wouldn’t just fight for you. I’d kill for you.”

Sex was an odd time for a love confession, but I wasn’t complaining. My thoughts were filled by the building pressure coming to a climax and focusing on not passing out from pleasure. The old couch was as close to breaking as my limit was. I grasp at his hand around my throat as the splotches of ecstasy bubble and obscure my vision like an old time cartoon,” Sh-Shino. Please, Fuck!”

“Y/N, shit.” Shino growls, pumping even sloppier and rougher than before. My head tilts back, brain shutting off and a scream of pleasure threatening to ring off. His hands clamp over my agape mouth, stifling what could’ve been an ear shattering, and dad waking shriek. The convulsion starts in my legs, ecstasy causing me to shake like a leaf in the wind and it was only building with every motion Shino made. With one last slam in to me with all his might, I see he’s reached his limit too. After several seconds, maybe even minutes of catching our breath, it’s a game of who will look at the other first. The walls and floor around us had suddenly become interesting, even though he was hovering directly above me. Shino takes a shaky breath, wiping away beads of sweat that threaten to spill from his forehead. I find myself fanning at my flushed face and finally looking in to his uncovered and nervous eyes,” was that… too far?”

“No. Was it too far for you?” He huffs out between gasps.

“N-no. I should probably go to bed… and you should get home. It’s getting pretty late.” I stumble out, trying to avoid the awkward after first time sex talking while fumbling around to put some clothes on and lay back down.

He hovers above me once again, then slides down, and I’m almost worried I may have to go for a round two. But he stops at my bruised ribs peeking out from my wrinkled shirt, kissing softly at the damaged skin,” I’ll leave if you come with me.” 

I ponder the challenge, knowing I definitely didn’t want to be home when my father regained consciousness, let alone having the man who knocked him senseless in the house. I nervously card my fingers through Shino’s hair and wait for his eyes to look towards me,” please?”

“Okay.” I mumble, quickly tiring with fatigue. My eyelids become heavy with the weight of todays events, I could sleep for days. I feel Shino’s weight disappear and I can’t help but twist to my side and curl in on myself like a cat taking a mid day snooze in the sun. As I drift off in to the waves of sleep, I feel an arm sliding below my head and the other under my torso.

The birds were singing jovially from the open window that let in a soft breeze. The side of my face pounded with my heart at the rising anxiety. Birds never sang at our compound, not for years. I turn to the unfamiliar landscape around me, seeing it was almost like a terrarium, the massive windows lining two of the walls looking out to the countryside of the hidden leaf just before sunrise. The nightstand held my neatly folded vest and a single lily that stood proud in a vase with a beetle crawling zigzags on its outstretched leaf. The pack I usually use for missions rests on the floor, stuffed full with my clothes. In my weak attempt to stand, an arm darts lazily around my waist to pull me back against a comforting heat,” We rise with the sun here, Y/N.” 

I trace his arm downwards to find his hand resting against my hip and entwine our fingers together. I force my eyes to close once again to break my family’s brutish habits, and as long as the sun droned lazily against the horizon we were both safe in each others embrace. Shino’s chest rises and falls in a melodic rhythm, coaxing me back to a sleepy serenity I could get used to feeling. All worries washed away with the excitement and anticipation of sleeping in and rising with the sun. 

[a-girl-must-have-a-new-name]

All of the Times Naruto Knew She Danced and the One Time He Didn't

Part Four

The fourth time was after the couple moved in together. While he had noticed Hinata dancing in the apartment from time to time, it was more of an unconscious movement. Hinata gliding and turning elegantly around the apartment came as simply and naturally as breathing.  

No, whatever this type of dance was, was  very… consciousable.  If that was even a word. Naruto thought to himself,  as he watched Hinata push their couch up against a wall, while Kiba lifted the dining table up over his head and casually walked past Naruto. A stupid smirk on his face as he plopped the table onto the couple’s bed. 

“Excuse me, Naruto, where can I put this?” Naruto jumped from the close proximity of Shino. Turning his head slightly away from the man. In order to avoid being cheek to cheek, Naruto felt a vein throbbing and his annoyance rising. Before Naruto could even figure out a nice way to tell Shino exactly where he could put his tv. Hinata’s sweet melodic voice crashed over him, calming Naruto.

“Shino-kun please bring the tv this way.”

Shino nodded as he moved around Naruto. Plopping the tv onto the coffee table that Kiba had also commandeered and moved towards the opposite wall. Naruto watched from his safe spot in the kitchen  as team eight continued to rearrange the apartment.

It was Tuesday night, and like his standing sparring session with Hinata, it seemed team eight had a routine all of their own. Hinata had asked Naruto a few nights ago  if he would mind if the boys came over.( It was her week to host the event.) Naruto was quick to remind her that this was her apartment now too, and she could do whatever she wanted. Hinata beamed and kissed him on the cheek. Promising him that they wouldn’t cause too much of a disturbance as she began to give detail of the night. Still focusing on the warmth of her lips, Naruto grabbed her. Effectively cutting her off and preventing her from moving away, as he pulled both of them onto the couch. The rest of the conversation was quickly forgotten.

But now, as he watched Kiba and Shino begin to stretch in his small apartment he thought maybe he should have listened a little more thoroughly. Surely they weren’t about to spar in here right? Looking over the small apartment he realized how cramped they all truly were. So much so that Akamaru was also banished to the kitchen as it was the only space left for the dog. Just as he was about to let his concerns be known Kiba turned the tv on and flipped to a station that played music videos. 

“Guys they’re on!”   The gasp of excitement that came from Hinata, was way too adorable as she scrambled up from the floor crowding the tv with her other two members. However, once he saw what was happening in front of him Naruto almost choked on the cup of ramen he had made. As the music video was starting Kiba, Shino, and Hinata all three got into their places and as the members of the boybands began to move, so did each member of team eight. 

Naruto could only think to cover his mouth as Shino started the dance by slowly walking out towards the middle of what was now apparent their makeshift “stage” and posed for just a moment before the music went into an upbeat tempo and suddenly Shino was moving. Arm for arm. Leg for leg, Shino matched the choreography perfectly. Then suddenly Shino and Kiba switched places as Kiba and his designated dancer took center stage. Both were powerhouses as they swung their bodies in all different directions and did hand movements. If he didn’t know any better he would have thought Kiba was going through hand signals for a  jutsu.

Suddenly the chorus of the song rose and with it the three team members in complete sync did the full routine together. It was quite silly to see these three moving forward towards the tv arms wiggling before all skipping backwards, arms windmilling behind them. On and on they kept going, as a new member would perform a solo so would one of team eight. It was only as the final beat of the chorus ended  and the team in front of him hit their final poses that Naruto finally couldn’t contain it anymore and let out a chuckle. 

Three pairs of eyes (Four if he was counting Akamaru) turned to him. A smile on Hinata’s face, while Kiba looked unimpressed and Shino, well he really couldn’t tell what Shino was thinking.

“Got a problem, buddy?” Kiba demanded, still in his final pose. That caused Naruto to outright laugh. Clutching his stomach as he did so.

“I’m sorry-I really am not trying to be rude, I just didn’t expect that!” 

“Why not? Routine dances are a good form of exercise and a valuable training tool.” Shino spoke up as the group moved out of their pose to face Naruto.

“Training tool?” Naruto’s interest peaked as the three nodded vigorously.  

“Come join us, Naruto-kun!” Hinata urged, suddenly excited over the idea.

“I don’t know Hinata I-

“Please!” she begged, her eye’s big and wide with hope. Naruto couldn’t deny her. With a resigned sigh he made his way over to the three, choosing to ignore the sound Akamaru made as he passed (which sounded suspiciously like a laugh.) Once he was in front of the tv.  Hinata very seriously began to explain. 

“When on the field you need to be able to assess a situation in a moment's notice. Correct?”

“Correct.”

“ So you must be able to adapt quickly and move almost without thinking in order to counter an attack.”

“Yes?” 

“So here’s what you are going to do. Whatever song comes up next, you are going to pick a person to focus on. You’ll have a few seconds to figure out how they move and then you are going to copy their movements to the best of your ability. The goal is to be able to calculate your opponent or in this case your dancer’s  moves almost before they even know what they will do. Ok, Naruto-kun?”  Suddenly this didn’t seem nearly as silly as it had been a few seconds ago. It actually did sound like serious and useful training.  Excitement pumped through Naruto’s veins as he moved to the front of the tv. 

“Yeah! Let’s do this!” Naruto shouted, hyper focused, and ready to take on whatever came his way. 

“Wait, what?” Naruto fumbled as the very next video was a girl group.  He looked at all of the girls in the video, a very different concept from the fast paced energetic one that had previously played on the screen. Maybe he could try the next video.

“Quickly, Naruto-kun, get in position!”  Hinata exclaimed. Naruto jumped, nodding as he quickly scanned the girl group and made to move to the center spot.

“No way! That's my spot!” Kiba barked as he yanked Naruto behind him. Naruto was about to strangle the man but the music had already started. Giving Kiba one last glare he moved into the same starting pose as the girl standing behind Kiba’s. Naruto had less than a second to question what he was even doing before the girls started to move. 

If anyone outside of his living room had asked him how he did, he would have said it was a piece of cake.  However, the truth of it was a very different story entirely. The poor man stumbled around for what felt like the longest four minutes of his life.  At some point he just stood rigidly still, only offering late hand gestures. It took Hinata’s encouragement for him to keep going, and so he powered through running in tempo to his positions, swaying and moving his body, most notably his hips, in ways he was not all that used to. A fact that Kiba felt the need to yell out from across the room.

“For someone who used to change into a sexy babe for fun, you sure have no feminine grace about you!” Kiba mocked as he himself shimmied slowly towards the ground before moving back up and jutting a hip out. The jab was the insult it seemed Naruto needed to up his own ante.

“Fuck off Kiba! I’ve got twice the feminine grace you do!” Naruto shouted as he aggressively snapped his fingers to the beat. Determined to prove himself, Naruto brought his arms in toward his chest before  throwing them up towards the ceiling. From there Naruto rotated his wrist as seductively as possible. Grinning to himself in victory when he caught Hinata blushing as she unabashedly watched the movement . Feeling encouraged and storing that information away for later, Naruto hit every move after it was only when the video ended that he allowed himself to drop to the floor gasping for air. 

“How..huff..was..that?!” Naruto gasped out as he laid on the floor.

“Terrific Naruto-kun!” Hinata beamed at him giving him a thumbs up.

“Very promising. Why? Because even though you have no rhythm, you have the will to work hard.”  Shino murmured.

“I’ve seen better.”  Kiba huffed as he turned his head away.  Naruto ignored the other two ‘s comments and jabs as he smiled up at Hinata as she bent over him smiling radiantly as she offered her hand. Naruto took it without hesitation as he got up.

The rest of the night was spent much of the same. New groups came on and Naruto would dance. Some groups were better than others and at least three videos from that first male group played throughout the night and judging by the excitement on team eight’s face as they danced, it seemed they were a crowd favorite. Though as the videos kept playing Naruto had to admit the girl group was his favorite and when by pure luck the first song he’d danced to came back on a second time Naruto made sure he hit every move. It was one of the best workouts of his life. So much so that as the group began rearranging the apartment back into it’s usual state. Naruto confessed his enjoyment and said he’d like to mention this to all of the teams and maybe have a large group training exercise.

 At that Kiba burst out laughing, clutching his stomach as he bellowed. Shino feigned a coughing fit though Naruto noted the grin he was trying to hide, while Hinata looked mortified. 

“What’s wrong?” 

“You-You really thought  we were training?!” Kiba gasped out in between laughs. 

“Kiba!” Hinata admonished her long time friend before taking Naruto’s hand.

“Naruto-kun, I must apologize, we  might not have been entirely truthful. This isn’t a training session, this is just a… Fun session…”

“A fun session?” 

“A hobby.”

“So you guys just meet up every week to dance?”

“Not every week. Why? Because some weeks we do karaoke.” Naruto whipped his head around to look at Shino who had calmed down enough to speak. Naruto gave him a hard look trying to decide if he was tricking him again. The image of Shino standing in front of a crowd singing seemed even more ridiculous than the idea of him dancing. He turned back to Hinata as she stood fidgeting, a look of shame on her face.

“We just wanted to include you, but didn’t want you to think it was silly!”  Hinata said earnestly which melted any indignation Naruto might have felt away. Coming up to her he pulled her into a big hug.

“It’s okay Hinata! I probably wouldn’t have joined in as willingly had you not spun it as training. But I really enjoyed it!” Naruto knew an innocent prank when he saw one. And while he was annoyed that he let Shino and Kiba get the best of him, he couldn’t be prouder of Hinata for keeping a straight face as long as she did.

In fact, the thought of Hinata pranking him kinda turned him on. So without hesitation he brought his head down and captured her lips using the surprised gasp from her to the fullest extent as he deepened the kiss. Ignoring the cries of disgust from their two friends Naruto pulled her closer and felt victory and satisfaction when he felt Hinata’s hands gently tugging at his hair and the telltale sound of his door slamming shut as the rest of team eight fled.

The door alerted Hinata  to pull away just enough so that she could look him in the eyes as a giggle of their own erupted out of the two of them. Pulling her towards their bedroom. A mischievous grin spread across his face.

“Come on Hinata, it's time for us to have a fun session of our own!” 

“N-Naruto!” Hinata gasped but quickly followed the man into their bedroom. Clothes being chucked as they go. It was much closer towards morning when Hinata and Naruto had finally settled down into bed intending to get at least a few hours of sleep. As they cuddled into each other Naruto thought back on Hinata’s dancing that night. Every time he thought he had Hinata figured out. Every time he thought he had her every step, every pattern, every movement memorized deep in his soul, she would surprise him. Naruto squeezed her tightly, daring to break the silence one final time.

“You know, I still think we should make it a big group training session. Maybe not on a Tuesday night though, maybe on a weekend.” Naruto pondered out loud.

“Sure, Naruto-Kun. I think that would be fun.” Hinata murmured groggily as she nestled even further into his warmth.

“Yeah definitely not Tuesday nights, keep those for team eight.”

“That would be nice.” Hinata replied with a yawn. 

“I would still be allowed to come though-right?” Naruto asked thoughtfully.

“Of course, love” Hinata gave him the most earnest bleary eyed smile as she pulled the covers up tighter around them, her eyes drifting shut.

“Awesome! Because if you're so sexy when you dance I can only imagine how sexy it will be to hear you sing!” Naruto quipped as he kissed her cheek goodnight and quickly fell asleep.

“Thank you, Naru- Wait what?!” Hinata’s eyes shot open as she bolted up, leaning on her elbow to look at her boyfriend who was snoring rather loudly, a suspicious grin twitching at the corners of his mouth.  

“Naruto-kun!” Hinata tried  again, as she shook the “slumbering blonde”  but all she was meet with was another playful snore.

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Day 5: Aphrodisiacs

Venom

Pairing: Shino Aburame x Readee

Genre: Gift, smut, kinktober prompt

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: afab!reader, vaginal sex, aphrodisiacs, no refractory period, dirty talk, lots of sweat, Shino canonically has one of the biggest dicks in Naruto and that's a fact, missionary, doggy, venom as aphrodisiac, unprotected sex, marathon sex, multiple creampies, Aburame's have golden eyes change my mind

A/N: This is dedicated to the wonderful @justmyownreality. She's awesome and so is Shino and he deserves more fanfictions and she deserves all the love~ This was fun, I hope I was able to do Shino justice and I hope you all enjoy!

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You huffed as you pushed another oversized leaf out of your face. It was hot, you were sticky with sweat and growing more uncomfortable by the second—it didn’t help that your mission partner was not only completely oblivious, but he seemed relatively unbothered by the environment despite wearing a long sleeved, black shirt and bright orange pants. Not to mention the two of you had yet to even see the criminal you were sent out there to get in the first place. A cold shower, your AC unit, and your handsome boyfriend were all you wanted to think about.

“Oi, Naruto, slow down. We won’t be able to find him if we’re speeding through here.”

“Its fine, its fine, ya know. If we go faster, we’ll find him faster.”

“No, I don’t think that’s how—”

“There he is! Hey, you! Stop right there!”

“Ah, Naruto wait a minute!”

The chase didn’t take very long, despite Naruto doing his own thing, as he always did. You stood beside the unconscious, and tied up, man as you waited for the rest of the team that Naruto went to notify. “Damn mosquitos,” you muttered as your hand shooed another away from your skin before it could land. “Uhg, I hate this place.”

Another couple of bugs tried to get to you and you swatted them away, trying your best not to kill them. “Why don’t you go after the unconscious guy instead?”

“Oi,” Naruto called your name as he approached. “Let’s go, we’re gathering over there.”

“I’m more than ready.” As you turned to start heading toward the meeting area, you felt that telltale pinch of a bug bite and sighed in exasperation as you turned to swat the mosquito away. When you saw it, you paused. It didn’t look like a mosquito. It was large and long, brown with red stripes along its carapace, and you stared at it in shock as it continued to bite you.

“Ah!” Naruto yelled and squashed the bug against your skin. Bug guts and blood splattered on your flesh as the blonde looked at you incredulously. “What the hell was that, are you okay?”

“I think so?” You wiped away the guts and squashed carcass to check on the bug bite. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, it seemed like a typical mosquito bite, so you shrugged and nodded. “Let’s just go meet up with everyone.”

A few days later found you laying underneath your home fan, still sweltering despite having arrived back the day before. The Sixth had given your team a few days off to rest, and you gladly accepted hoping to relax and unwind while you could, but how were you supposed to do that when you were still so hot? You felt warm all over, sweating and flushed from head to toe. You’d never before felt so gross in your life.

You styled your hair to be as far from your neck as possible, you felt less nauseated when cold air brushed against your nape. Along with the intense heat was an incredible thirst that no amount of water, milk, soda, or juice could quench. Never before had you felt so miserable. All you could think to do before was soak yourself in as cold of a bath as you possible could, but as you laid there having only experienced a small amount of temporary relief, you noticed how inflamed your most recent bug bite had gotten. “Maybe I should go to the hospital after all,” you muttered to yourself.

Redressing was taxing, the clothes felt sweltering, despite their shortness in nature, and clung to your skin from the sweat. After you clipped your hair out of the way, opting for flipflops over your normal sandals, you grabbed your essentials and headed out the door. You began to make your way to the hospital, the hot sun not helping you as it beat against your exposed skin. But how could you not expose so much skin? If you wore even more, or thicker clothes, you were sure you would’ve died of heat stroke.

Before you could enter the large white building, you caught sight of a certain dark-haired, sun-glassed shinobi and paused. Your heart beat against your chest, and it wasn’t due to the sweltering heat that time. In fact, you almost thought it made the heat worse. The Aburame would surely know about bug bites, right? Surely, they had all sorts of antivenom; there was no need to go to the hospital when you could just ask the heir to one of the most knowledgeable clans in Konoha, right? It definitely didn’t have anything to do with him being your boyfriend or anything, definitely not.

The two of you had begun your relationship about six months ago. It had been going well, but recently a tension had grown that the two of you had yet to approach. Whenever you both were alone together it was palpable, you hadn’t even been able to give him a light peck on the lips without feeling tingly from your head to your toes. You really wanted to take things to the next level, but were unsure about how to bring it up, or even initiate it.

With a shiver and a large amount of determination you began to follow after your tall boyfriend. Man, he was so tall, and so attractive. That spiked long hair, you liked it better long like that and really wanted to run your hands through it again, to tug on it as you rode those full, plush, lips and— “Shino!”

He paused his stride and looked down at you as you approached. Gosh, he was so handsome. “Oh,” he started in that deep baritone that made the base of your neck tingle and brought goosebumps to your flesh. Your name left his lips and you practically melted into goo. “Is everything alright? The reason for my question being, you look flushed and—” he cut himself off, you watched as his adam’s apple bobbed with his swallow. “And uncomfortable.”

“Actually, that’s part of why I’m here. I need your help.”

“My help?” His defined brows furrowed.

“Yeah, I think this bug bite is making me sick.” You showed him the inflamed bump on your arm.

“I see, do you know what type of insect it was?”

“Well, no not really.” You fidgeted as you began to grow more and more uncomfortable. That thirst became your greatest enemy, your throat felt dry and it made you swallow continuously. There was that familiar tingling that had started in your lower belly, and you wanted nothing more than to get out of the sun’s rays.

“Come with me, the reason being I can better assess the situation with information at home.”

“Okay.” It was a struggle not to openly pant as you looked at him, your eyes glazing over as your thoughts drifted to imagine what he looked underneath all of those clothing layers. “Let’s do that then.”

The walk to the Aburame estate felt incredibly long. Though Shino was excellent company, his proximity only seemed to increase your dilemma. Every few steps or so, your arms would brush against each other and you almost groaned every time. It was almost like too much stimulation. And all of that coupled with the heat, the thirst, and tingling in your gut made for an excruciating experience. All you wanted was some relief, and at that point you didn’t really care what you had to do to get it. You needed. Needed it more than anything else.

Shino didn’t seem all too comfortable either and you couldn’t blame him. It would be a bit awkward to walk beside your significant other who was so obviously overheated, uncomfortable, and kept looking you up and down like you were a glass of water in a desert. You didn’t mean to make him uncomfortable, or to eat him alive with your eyes. When you were in the right headspace, you’d be sure to apologize profusely for your actions, probably even buy him some melon to make up for it.

The two of you entered the estate quietly and it seemed no one else was home. You could’ve been wrong, your senses as haywire as they were, but when Shino didn’t give any greetings or go anywhere but to his area of the home you figured you were, in fact, the only two in the house. “Would you like some tea?”

You stared at him for a bit before your brain finally registered what he asked. “Oh, sure, thank you.”

He told you to make yourself comfortable—you were in a drawing room of sorts it seemed—and you sat on the seat cushion provided as you waited for his return. You hated how you couldn’t stop squirming, you were a ninja, you’d survived the Fourth Great Ninja War, had succeeded on many missions, some were even solo missions, and here you were being brought down by a single bug bite.

“Here you go.”

“Thank you, Shino.” You took the tea and set it to the side for a moment, it was far too hot for you to attempt to drink in your current state.

“So, how did the insect that bit you appear?”

You began to tell him about the bug, how big it was, where it bit you, and where your mission was to give him a better idea of the insect population there. “And your symptoms?”

If you could be any more flushed, you would have been. It was a bit embarrassing to tell the object of your affections how overheated you were, how thirsty you were, and how wet you were. You decided it’d be better to tell him the first two and leave the last bit out of your explanation. “I’ve been overheated since I got back, and so thirsty but no matter how much I drink I don’t feel better.”

“Is that all?” He leaned in closer to you from across the table, you looked away from his shaded gaze but not before catching a glimpse of those golden orbs. The intensity took your breath away. “The reason being, the Diptera you have described, their venom, causes more symptoms.”

You finally took a sip of the tea he had offered; it was refreshing. Mint probably. It suited him well. You looked anywhere but at him as you placed the cup back down and shook your head, feigning nonchalance as best as you could in your current state. “No, I don’t think so.”

“Heightened arousal,” he stood and walked around the small table toward you. The man towered over your sitting form, and then even as he bent to kneel over you, he remained quite a bit above you. You shivered and leaned back while looking away. “I don’t believe you. The reasons being, your dilated pupils,” his hand pressed against the floor behind you beside your head. Shino had you practically pinned to the floor. He was so close you could feel his body heat against your already overly warm flesh, you almost whimpered. “The hitching of your breath, the distinctive squirming, and the hungry way your eyes devour me. You desire me.”

Even if you hadn’t before you certainly did then. You shivered, keeping your eyes away from his as you continued the same squirming he’d called you out on. You almost gave in to the need to breathe through your mouth, to pant like an animal in heat, but you didn’t and tried your best to keep your wits about you. “The insect you encountered, has a distinctive venom that worsens as it continues to circulate in your blood stream.”

He removed his glasses, and you took a peek at his honeyed eyes and bit your bottom lip. They were heated, like liquid gold as they stared you down. The Aburame inched closer, his breath fanning over your ear as he began to whisper directly to it. The low rumble of his voice broke you, and you let out a gasp as he whispered to you. “Its venom acts like an aphrodisiac in humans, with only one way to satisfy it.”

“W-What way is that?”

The young heir remained silent for a moment, his hot breath made you feel dizzy. As you squeezed your thighs together for friction, you felt just how wet you were and how badly you wanted the insect specialist. “It has to be worked out. Thoroughly.”

He may not have said it, but the implications made your insides clench. Shino seemed to hesitate for a moment, backing up only a bit so he could look you in the eyes. “Are you willing to—” again he paused, it seemed like he may have some nerves of his own despite the confident bravado. “Are you willing to allow me to treat you?”

“Yes,” you squeaked, your tongue slipping out to lick your dry lips and try to clear your throat. The sound of your voice was raspy, desperate, “Please, please, yes.”

Shino visibly shivered.

The next few seconds were a messy blur of lips, tongue, and teeth. He tasted like mint, like the tea. His large hands shook as they roamed over your sweat soaked skin and pushed your flimsy shirt up toward your neck and exposed your breasts to his greedy fingers and lips. Both of Shino’s hands, warm and calloused from years of training, enveloped and kneaded your chest in a rough manner. After breaking the kiss his tongue licked a stripe down your neck and if you had the mental capacity, you would have been embarrassed by the sweat; but you didn’t, you were too far gone.

He licked his way down, avoiding the crumpled material of your shirt, and lapped at the flesh of your breasts, he took a softened peak between his lips and sucked hard. You moaned, your hands reaching out and tugging at his outer jacket. The Aburame heir shrugged out of the coat, his lips still focusing on your pebbled bud, and he threw the material somewhere off to the side. His teeth scrapped against your nipple before he roughly bit into the underside of your breast, and you cried out. When you started to tug at his vest he pulled back from your skin and began to speak once again.

“Your skin tastes so sweet.” He took his vest off and began to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants. His voice was deeper, much deeper, his own skin flushed, and his eyes were drowning in lust, he seemed close to panting. “The reason being the venom turns your own body fluids into a similar aphrodisiac.”

With that he licked another stripe over your breast, his deft fingers pushed his pants past his hips, and with a matched eagerness you pulled your own shorts and underwear off. You lifted your hips to aide in the removal of your clothing and as they came up, they came in contact with an absurdly large, hard, and throbbing piece of flesh. “Shino you—” you cut yourself off as you looked down to his member and you felt like your eyes were about to pop out of your head. “Huge,” you muttered.

The insect user looked to the side, somehow still embarrassed despite the situation, before his lust won out and he pressed that monstrous erection between your slicked folds. You immediately moaned, both in relief and pleasure, and you laid your head back to keep your hips up and moving against his. “So wet,” he panted, his heavy tip bumping against your clit as he rubbed against you. He kept rubbing, and groaning in that delicious tone of his, and you kept shifting your hips and begging for him to put it in.

“Shino, please I can’t—” your breathing hitched and your thighs began to tremble as you struggled not to climax from the pressure of his member rubbing against your throbbing clit. “Please, please, put it in. I need you so bad.”

You felt his erection throb against you, and again he shivered. He pressed his face between your breasts as he nodded and brought a hand down to guide himself inside. His fingers poked at your entrance to make sure he was positioned correctly before pressing the head inside. It was a burning stretch, the lack of preparation adding to the discomfort as he spread you impossibly wide. A hiss left your throat and you had to shift your hips to adjust, and he sunk in deeper. “Nnnh,” you closed your eyes.

It hurt, but it felt so good all the same. His face was tense with concentration, his jaw locked and teeth grinding as he did his best to not push in all at once. The Aburame pushed in deeper, and you whined in both impatience and pleasure. You panted and wrapped your legs around his waist and pushed him further in. As he bottomed out, both of your mouths fell open with a sharp gasp.

His hands shook as they held your hips, and you clawed at his back with your nails, trying to find your bearings and get him to scratch the itch that was driving you insane. Shino seemed to be struggling just the same, his body wracked with shivers and fingers twitching against your flesh, his golden irises were shut off from the world, tightly, as he breathed shaky breaths. You squirmed a bit to try and relieve the pressure and heard his breath hitch. Unconsciously, or at least you assumed unconsciously, his hips began to buck against you.

It felt instinctual, the way his hips moved against yours and the way yours moved back. Your throat felt scratchy, your lower belly felt tight as the pleasure built. The friction from his thrusts scratched the itch you had been so desperate to relieve since the damned bug bite. “S-Shino,” you moaned, your nails blazed a trail down his back and your toes curled as you reached your first peak, the Aburame heir followed you to your heaven shortly. But it still wasn’t enough.

The two of you kept going, only pausing for a brief moment to confirm the mutual need to continue. He felt so good, the perfect angle, the perfect size; when you both changed positions, you were on your hands and knees as he took you from behind, and he reached parts of you that you hadn’t realized could be reached. Shino’s voice spurred you on and he knew it. He made sure to lean down and moan, grunt, groan, and gasp right into your ear. He came before you the second time, but even then, neither of you wanted to stop.

It was incredible, it was exhausting, it continued until late into the evening. You estimated that you’d both stopped somewhere around the sixth time. The both of you collapsed, the overwhelming thirst and heat finally satiated, and you felt completely spent. There was a giddiness that began to spread through your chest and you couldn’t help but smile at the tired look on your boyfriend’s normally passive face. He was covered in sweat, as were you, but his soft ambers didn’t leave your form. “We should clean up,” he began, his own voice gruff with overuse and an increasing amount of sleepiness. “The reason being—"

“We’re gross,” you interrupted, voice nothing more than a hoarse rasp.

“Yes.” Shino pushed some hair back from your face. “Are you feeling better?"

“I don’t know,” you teased. “We may have to go one more round for me to know for sure.” “Anything for your treatment.”

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Naruto (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aburame Shino/Inuzuka Kiba, Aburame Shino & Hyuuga Hinata & Inuzuka Kiba, Aburame Shino & Inuzuka Kiba, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Hyuuga Hinata & Inuzuka Kiba, Aburame Shino & Hyuuga Hinata Characters: Inuzuka Kiba, Aburame Shino, Hyuuga Hinata Additional Tags: Eventual Aburame Shino/Inuzuka Kiba - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - 2000s, Alternate Universe - Middle School, Slow Burn, Friendship, Light Angst, Middle School, Insecurity, Developing Relationship, Banter, Autistic Aburame Shino, Autistic Hinata Hyuuga, Fluff, Misunderstandings, Minor cameos by other characters, I will add a character to the tags only if they have a speaking role as we go, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Sleepovers, Alternate Universe, Self-Esteem Issues Series: Part 1 of Konoha Jr. High Summary:

Kiba eyed Shino warily, fully knowing he would say no to what he was going to propose. "We could steal it?"

"No."

"Shinooooo!" Kiba whined in vain, pouting. He knew he wouldn't be getting his way here, but there wasn't any way in hell he wasn't going to be so annoying about it.

"We are not stealing anything. Why? Because stealing is illegal."

"Illegal, huh? I figured you'd say it was 'wrong', or something. Ha! I see right through you, Shino! You're not as much of a goody-two shoes as you want people to think!" Kiba grinned so hard his face ached. He loved messing with Shino. "Would you steal if it wasn't illegal?"

Shino stared at him for a long while, seemingly annoyed with him and most likely rolling his eyes behind his dark glasses. Kiba figured he did that a lot. "No matter how I feel it doesn't change the fact that you aren't getting those movies."

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Exposure Therapy (Shino x Reader)

Request:

Word Count: 1.3k

Tags/Warnings: Entomophobia, Insects, Large Amounts of Bugs on You, A Shibi Feature!!, Alcohol, Hangover

Notes: It’s actually kinda gross, so if you’re squeamish when it comes to insects, maybe sit this one out. This ultimately took on more Shibi than I expected. 

You could’ve cried. You would have if it weren’t for the emptied, vacated streets. The surrounding area had been completely deserted, except for you, Shino, and a few thousand rogue Aburame beetles. It was just you and an absolutely wasted, nearly unconscious Shino who leaked beetles like water. 

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” you were practically flinching as you supported Shino from under his arm. You quickly shut your mouth as you felt the sensation of tiny legs at the edge of your lips. He was heavier than he looked, although you should have expected as much with his height and still fully equipped vest. Together, you lumbered through the streets. 

Shino’s beetles covered every inch of the surrounding area, completely morphing fences and rooftops. The light above you flickered, casting the shadow of a moving, shambling mass onto the pavement below. You were not immune to the infestation, extremely aware of all the little legs that tickled their way through your hair and under your collar. 

You had popped in your standard-issue earplugs before you left the bar with Shino, which proved wise as the insects clung to the shell of your ear. It was for the better. You knew the experience would have been much worse if you could hear the churning of exoskeleton on exoskeleton. A few of them clung to the window of your goggles, along for the ride as you returned Shino to the only place you thought to take him. 

To your surprise, Shibi didn’t seem bothered by being woken up in the dead of night. He stared down at you from the front door of the Aburame residence, absolutely covered from head to toe in beetles. They seemed to march from Shino directly to you. Shibi couldn’t even see an inch of flesh or fabric on the side that supported Shino. Only one of your eyes was visible behind your goggles. You swiped beetles away from your mouth. 

“I’m sorry to wake you, sir!” you said a bit louder than necessary. “I don’t know what happened! He had two sips of something, and he completely collapsed! I didn’t know where to go!” 

Shibi took you in, and you heaved Shino to his room together. You laid him out on top of his sheets, and for the next hour, Shibi proceeded to scoop Shino’s beetles off of you into a cardboard box he had plopped under Shino’s arm. He cleared them away with indescribable confidence, talking palmfuls upon palmfuls of insects to shake off into the box. 

“Do you think he was drugged?” you glanced at Shibi nervously, alarmed by his lack of urgency at his son’s medical state. Beetles fluttered around, spanning out across the small room. He shook his head.

“No, just another Aburame man who can’t hold his liquor.” He frowned, a contrast to your nervous laugh.

“He didn’t even drink. He had maybe a sip of beer if that.” Shibi stopped. You could see the slightest bit of his eyes as his glasses slipped down his nose. 

“Shino should have known better then.”

The rest of the beetle removal was made in silence. You excused yourself to the restroom to grab the stragglers from under your clothes before returning with about forty beetles collected in a jar. Shibi shook them into the box before gently covering it with a lid. Insects continued to pass in and out through the two side holes. 

“These aren’t poisonous, are they?” you asked, the thought suddenly dawning on you. Shibi passed you, slipping out the door just down the hall to the kitchen. He motioned for you to follow.

“I wouldn’t worry about it,” he answered. Not the most reassuring. Shibi lit the stove with a match before sliding a heavy-looking kettle over the fire. He turned to you as you stood in the doorway, your tactical vest hanging over your arm. “You don’t have to stay, of course, but I do enjoy a late-night cup of tea myself.” He gave you a curt nod as he turned to take out cups. 

You sat down at the chabudai. Shibi placed down two cups before fetching the tea to pour. Hot steam wafted up into the air. He sat down across from you.

“I remember you from the Academy,” Shibi mused, sipping his tea. You gave your cup a light touch to find it pleasantly at the perfect temperature. 

“Oh?” you hummed, not entirely remembering the sort of impression you gave at age five. Shibi gave another nod as he set his cup down gently on the table. 

“Yes, I always thought you were a poor little thing. Cried at the sight of me every time.” You remembered as soon as he said it. As young as you were, you didn’t quite remember who caused you so much distress at Academy pick-up time, and the memory rushed straight back to you. Your face froze in dread as you wracked your head for a response. You must’ve made a face. Shibi only chuckled, extending a hand over the table as if to physically wave off your worry. “Those old Aburame gourds sure made a lot of ruckus for battle. Good for scaring off enemies. Maybe not so great for little kids.”

“I’m very sorry, Mr. Aburame,” you said, head instinctually bowed a bit forward. He waved you off again as he nursed his tea. 

“No need, please. We, as humans, evolved to have a certain wariness of insects. It’s why they’re so effective on the field.” Shibi chuckled to himself again. He moved to take another sip from his tea but stopped short. He held his cup in both hands halfway up to his mouth. “Thank you for bringing my son home. You’ve always treated Shino well. You certainly have my gratitude.” 

You parted your lips before closing them again, once again at a loss for words. 

“We’re… close.” You opted, hoping that Shibi wouldn’t pry too hard. 

He didn’t ask at all. 

***

Shino woke up with the worst, most raging hangover. 

It was well into the afternoon by the time he mustered up the energy to leave his room for something to eat. He had stripped off his jacket and gear, leaving them haphazardly around his room. Shibi was already in the kitchen, an assortment of foods in various stages of preparation scattered around him. 

“Dad?” Shino rubbed his eyes, the light hurting his head as he trudged through the doorway. An array of fresh vegetables from the garden sat in baskets across the counter. “Is it a holiday?”

“Your friend is coming for dinner. The one who brought you home last night.” Shibi placed a small bowl of clear soup in Shino’s hands. “Eat this; it will make you feel much better.” 

Shino didn’t have the energy to deny him. He slumped down at the chabudai where you sat the night before, pushing away rising doughs and covered greens to make enough room for him to eat. Shibi placed a large glass of warm water in front of him. 

“Why are we having a feast?” Shino grumbled, his fatigued head not quite understanding. 

“I want the poor little thing to come back. Good conversation is hard to come by.” Shibi ran his knuckles across the side of Shino’s face, humming disapprovingly. “You need to shave. I’m doing this for your sake, so you best clean yourself up.” Shino massaged his forehead, keeping his head down to avoid the glare from the window. 

“Not so loud, please.” 

Shibi scoffed, returning to his cooking.

“A beer,” he muttered. “What were you thinking?”

“It won’t happen again.” Shino stood, his empty bowl in his hand as he lumbered toward the sink. Shibi turned to snatch the bowl from his hand with a hum.

“You wouldn’t be my son if you didn’t have to see things for yourself. Go wash up now. We have lots of preparation to do.” 

Shino shuffled out of the kitchen with a new promise to swear off alcohol.

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: Wow, the poc experience really seeped through on this one. I’d like to think that Shino just turned of age and didn’t know what his reaction would be to alcohol. Also, I kept thinking of that one lady who saves bees and just takes handfuls of them and scoops them into travel hives haha

[donotfuckthepineapples]

Please help me locate this fic

I cannot for the life of me remember the author or the title but it had Sakura, growing up, and she was friends with Shino. I feel like "between the lines" is close to the name of it but it feels still wrong and I'm going nuts I never finished it and I desperately want to finish it

the last thing I can remember, was Shino showing his eyes and How It Was a Big Deal but I can't remember WHY PLEASE

IM BEGGING

[somebugboylover]

Funfacts - Hameijina - Naruto [Archive of Our Own]

"Funfacts - Hameijina - Naruto [Archive of Our Own]" https://archiveofourown.org/works/50699026

Hello! Y'all missed me? Have this fanfic made by me, now i'm going back to my hole, nice day 💚

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Naruto

Character: Kiba Inuzuka

Sample Size: 1,827 stories

Source: AO3

[robotbackpack]

Boruto Filler Episode For Shino

"Evil" foreign shinobi clan sends a spookyscary kunoichi to seduce/arranged marriage Shino. Scene where she cruelly and painfully tortures/destroys/disintigrates her targets, controlling or replacing them. Many an evil laughter as she plans to melt or lobotomize bugboy to infiltrate one of the four noble clans of Konoha.

She arrives in Konoha. Shino is sweating bullets because date, Kiba gives him a terrible but heartfelt pep talk. He's still stiff and awkward because date, but not at all because spookyscary, he just takes it in stride because he's Shino. She tries to poison him, and he uncovers the restaurant for bad food practices.

She's going to try seducing him after dinner, but they meet Kiba or something and someone tries to embarrass him with pictures when he was a kid, but he's only a little embarrassed, and she actually secretly/begrudgingly digs his old spookysecret look.

She tries to genjutsu torture him, and he opens up about that time he got taken over by the dark Chakra and attacked his own students and he still feels awful about it.

She sees his students as the weakness, and tries to threaten them to get his compliance, and that's the last straw for him. He admits he's been pretty lonely and thought he'd give her a try, and actually had fun with all the counter- strategy and opening up and rediscovering his shinobi skills (identifying and treating poison with his bugs, breaking through nasty genjutsu). He doesn't mind contributing to two clans if that's what they wanted, but he won't abide threatening the children under his charge.

Super cool fight scene where Shino and spookyscary kunoichi are ruthless and closely matched. Evil shinobi from foreign Evil clan comes in to help overpower Shino, students figure out a way to turn the tables when Shino looks like he's done for.

Spookyscary villain lady breaks down and obliterates the villain who tries to force her to hurt Shino and his students, declares that she's only known him a day and a half but if anything happens to him she'll kill everyone in the village and then herself.

Shino gets all defensive and says that's not necessary, we can just go on another date. She's already planned their entire wedding in the last 30 seconds.