#chakra armor

[esoterique-fr]

Pierre naturelle - Maât vitae - Ateliers Pleine Lune - Lannion

Un atelier “Pierre Naturelle” a été présenté par Sarah Toussaint-Piquard de chez “Maât vitae” aux Ateliers Pleine Lune à Lannion, dans les Côtes d’Armor en Bretagne. Découvrez ci-dessous le reportage vidéo. Atelier “Pierre naturelle” avec Sarah Toussaint-Piquard de chez “Maât vitae” Le samedi 24 février 2024, Sarah Toussaint-Piquard, Lithothérapeute et praticienne en soin énergétique, a fait…

[cristinaholtz]

GRIEF & the Chakra System as a Holistic Framework Second Chakra (Part 3 )

[lilbagdermole]

It's common knowledge that Zuko and Aang, throughout the duration of ATLA, are a mirror of one another; a reflection of each other - not necessarily opposites but parallels.

So whilst I was analyzing the finale of the show, I noticed a really interesting parallel between our two protagonists:

Zuko was close to dying in his final confrontation with Azula and what pulled him back up, what saved him from dying was water. More necessarily Katara's healing abilities - but nonetheless, his opposing element saved his life.

On the other hand, Aang throughout his harrowing fight against Ozai utilizes Earthbending time and time again to save himself, techniques that we've come to associate with Toph (rock armor and seismic sense). And to access the Avatar State, that had since been blocked, Earth had been the ultimate catalyst to unlocking his Seventh Chakra.

And if we take into consideration what Guru Pathik told Aang - to unlock the Seventh Chakra he would have to let go of Katara. In a sense, this could have been a visual representation of how Aang lets go of his love for Katara, and how Toph (Earth) could take up that role.

Earth, his opposing Element, saves his life.

It's also interesting that our protagonists' conclusions and destinies are integrally tied to the aforementioned girls. Destiny and Fate are two major themes in ATLA, alonside the moral lesson shared to us by Uncle Iroh about the unity of the four elements and how each element can learn and grow from the other.

Zuko's destiny to bring honor to Fire Nation whilst also challenging his conflicting natures (Sozin vs. Roku; Ozai/Azula vs. Iroh) would have never come into fruition had it not been for Katara. Katara was the first person (other than his Uncle) to show him genuine compassion and humanity, she was the first person to glimpse into his true, kind and gentle nature. Additionally, had she not fought alongside Zuko to defeat Azula and save his life, he would have never been able to step up to the Throne and fulfill his destiny. Thus Katara is linked and bound to Zuko's destiny.

Aang's destiny was to restore peace to the world and end The One Hundred Year War. The Aang we meet during Book One - is timid and soft, a strong bender and with limitless potential, but he lacked the confidence, the back-bone, the grounding to step-up to his duties as the Avatar and defeat Ozai. Katara coddled him and never challenged him to look beyond himself. It's only after meeting Toph does Aang begin to confront his opponents with a different viewpoint, he gains a certain matureness in himself and suddenly we see him step up into his role and responsibilities. Toph's Earthbending not only saves him from death but it also gave him the strength to face his destiny. Thus, Toph is linked and bound to Aang's destiny.

It would have tied a lot of unexplored themes as well as provide a more satisfying conclusion (Aang entering the Avatar State because he followed through with Guru Pathik's lessons instead of pointy rock triggers it) and it would have been cohesive with the narrative thematic of ATLA.

I'm still astonished at how badly Bryke fumbled the bag with their romantic sub-plots. 🗿

[theglamorousferal]

Some Uzushiogakure/Danny Phantom shit for y'all

What if Kushina felt when the barriers fell at Uzushio?

What if it sent her sprinting as fast as she could towards her first home?

What if she made it, but after the city had fallen?

What if in her grief and rage as she sat amongst the blood of her people, her family, she activated a long forgotten seal buried beneath the city?

The blood seeping through crevices to channels, flowing down the intricate seal and finally dripping down into a tomb.

Drip.

Drop.

Her chakra, her rage, the power of the Nine Tails as he relishes in her anger shines like a beacon from the center of the village.

It too seeps through the cracks.

All the way to the tomb.

Bright green bursts through the cracks beneath the lid.

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Kushina's rage whipped a storm about her.

The rain hid her tears as it pelted her small form, knees scrapped from when she landed hard on them.

She screamed, bending forward until her bare forehead-

The threw it so hard it lodged itself in the column of the Gates of Konoha when they tried to make her stay.

was pressed to the ruined mosaic of the village center, pounding her fists against the ground.

A sudden chill, the heaviness in the air of someone holding carefully leashed power, and a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Child, what happened here?"

She jumps into a ready stance, a kunai in each hand.

"Who are you?"

Green. That's the first thing she notices, brighter than the leaves of any tree in Konoha.

White, then black. His hair floats as if in water and his armor appears ancient, older than the Warring Clans era. He wears no headband, but a circlet that appears made of ice. He is also floating about a foot above the ground and the rain seems to pass over him as though his mere aura kept the downpour away.

"I have many names, but of all I prefer Danny."

Kushina blinked. "What are you?"

The being, Danny, seemed to ponder for a moment. "I suppose the closest thing you would have here is a god."

That would explain the power and the fact my hair is all on end.

She licked her lips for a moment. "What are you the god of?"

"Protection, longevity," he pauses for a moment, uncertain, "Death."

"A shinigami?!" she hissed "I should have expected one to be here."

"Again I'll ask, what happened here?"

Kushina's face went entirely blank as she set her arms by her sides, hands still clenching the kunai in a white-knuckled grip. She looked out over the ruins of her birthplace, her home.

"Uzushio fell. I don't know yet who did it, I just felt the barriers fall and by the time I got here, it was deserted."

The being watched her, bright, bright, almost too bright, green, flickered across her, eyes settled on bright red hair.

"You are an Uzumaki, are you not?"

She jumped and turned back to the being. "Y-yes."

Danny grinned and began to float towards the Kage's office. "Well, not all is lost. It may have been a long time since I was sealed, but I should be able to find everything necessary. First I'll have to find the cardinal points seals to set the foundations back together, and then we'll get about the resurrection seals."

"R-resurrection seals?!" Kushina stumbled after him, entirely out of her element for once.

"Oh, yes, I forgot to mention, one of my many names."

"And what's that?"

A smile with too much teeth and vengeance behind his eyes turned back to her.

"Uzushio."

[bitter-bats-cult-of-the-moon]

Energy Shields - Basic and Advanced Techniques

Psychic Defense Technique One – White Light

This technique is widely accepted and utilized within the new age and mainstream avenues involving metaphysics. The initial concept is about surrounding ourselves with white light encompassing positive energies relating to protection and love.

White light often is associated with illumination, purity, harmony, and wholeness. It raises our awareness and energy vibrations as a whole while neutralizing negativity away from us.

Visualization Remedies

Imagine yourself in the center of the room illuminated by light bulbs providing warmth and security to you and your home.

Find yourself standing under the shower waters or next to a waterfall. Seeing and feeling the waters turn into light illuminating over you and around you are becoming a protection barrier.

Visualize angels watching over you and the light is radiating and forming just the right kind of shields.

Psychic Defense Technique Two – Bubble Shields and Layers

Bubble Shields

The Bubble Technique uses the idea that we can mentally surround ourselves with either a bubble or shield itself that will reflect and absorb negativity, so we do not feel the full effects. It is useful when having to learn shielding techniques because the bubble or shields themselves can feed on the negative energies directed at us, but only if there is a filter being used.

Filters

When it comes to energy filters try to think of it like this. We use coffee filters to take in all the good stuff leaving behind the coffee grounds or else it slows down our intake and is more like sludge that we are drinking. Some of us are left feeling nauseas and will end up sick if this keeps happening.

Throat Chakra

The color blue is associated with the throat chakra and this energy point represents will power. Whenever an individual visualizes their personal shield try combining the associated color and chakra point energies because directing willpower and your voice to the shield strengthens it.

Layers

When it comes to the bubble shielding technique it is a good starting point for beginner energy workers, but there are advanced methods one should learn to further reinforce themselves.

The easiest way for me to explain this is an individual should start out by visualizing the sphere around them and from there adding more layers. You can be creative with this, and the bubble method doesn't always have to be utilized in this way. Some practitioners visualize a suit of armour or an actual shield that will aid in their personal protection. So, my question is what do you think would work best for you? Is the armor or bubble surrounded by elemental energies that correspond with you as an individual? What about colors and their metaphysical meanings? Are there any plants or animals that work with you in order to properly create these shields?

It doesn't always have to be the bubble method or suit of armour either. The shield can be a triangle like a pyramid or walls built around you. The creativity is left up to you as the author.

My best advice for trying out advanced shields and adding in layers is to write and / or draw it out physically for yourself. Do not show anyone else because this is for your eyes only. Having an actual physical visual for yourself helps because you can look at this and change things around at any given time.

Psychic Defense Technique Three – Shadow Shields

Like the bubble and light variations of shields the shadow shield can be formed as either a barrier, fog, mist, or utilized as a combination. For focus and laying out the basic foundations visualize yourself in a dark room so that there is a perpetual shadow. This will familiarize you with how you may look in the darkness of a room or another way to achieve this is by going outside and peering down into your own shadow visualizing it as a suit of armor or your shield.

The shadow shield can be turned into an offensive weapon as well if the magician visualizes additional parts to their own shadow such as spikes, barbs, or tendrils. It's also an effective cloaking method if one wishes to remain unnoticed by people around them. The shadow when visualized properly can create a camouflaged space around you, but this method requires more energy and focus to maintain. Remember and think of things like this as well. It's easier to hide behind shadows than in a clear or colored shield.

Psychic Defense Technique Four – Physical Body Positions

Certain body positions can act to close off the energy circuits and protect chakra points depending on where the arms and legs are crossed. Next time you are around someone that seems to be draining and pulling at your energy or spewing a bunch of negativities try sitting down and crossing your arms and legs. Simply listen, but do not give into their issues.

Another way to try this is to think about your chakra points along the human body. If you are unable to sit down, think about the throat and heart chakras. Visualize slowly closing the chakras off temporarily while around these types of people.

Psychic Defense Technique Five – Reflections

Mirrors

The visualization technique here is to imagine mirrors facing outwards so that energy is reflected away from you. This is a good method to try whenever keeping unwanted energy out. Everything will be reflected return to sender.

Another way to utilize this is by visualizing mirrors around someone else facing inward. Whatever they try to send at you will return to them. The cause and effect will be that they themselves get to deal with their own energies instead of causing harm to your own.

Negative Bubbles

Visualize a bubble around the person that is being negative. Similar to the mirror method, whenever the individual in question tries to throw negative energy or use negative emotions to their advantage, the energy won't be able to escape the bubble. The person will feel everything for themselves versus harming you. They will learn to be nice or be zapped by their own negative energies.

Hallways And Doors

Remember that person throwing negative energies at you? Instead of visualizing mirrors or bubbles to return to sender you can also try this. For any psychic attack being thrown in your direction visualize and redirect those energies by looping hallways with doors or imagine whatever it is attacking you on fire before giving the outside energies a kick to the curb.

Psychic Defense Technique Six – Salt

Kosher Salt or Sea Salt works the best for protection because these types of salt absorb negative energies and will ground them or take it away from you. There are many different ways to use salt. How does this help in shielding yourself one might ask? Simple. Sea Salt can be used as a physical or energetic barrier. It is also good for grounding your own energies because it is an element from the earth.

Salt Remedies

Salt in a small cup around a busy room and where you work the most will help by absorbing the negative energies. Make sure to flush and change the salt out every month.

Sprinkle salt into bath water and soak. The salt will absorb and take negative energy from you while also grounding your energies. Add a touch of baking soda if you need to kickstart your own energies and revive what has been lost.

Dilute salt and mineral water into a spray bottle. In each room that has been overloaded with negativity I want you to spray mist into the air. This will cleanse and clear your home. Alot of people tend to try this if they cannot or will not use smoke cleansing methods.

Psychic Defense Technique Seven – Protection Symbols

Protection symbols come in many different forms but will only work if you believe in them. Your belief in the symbol actually working will give the best results. Confidence is always the key whenever one is working in metaphysics, period. Belief is the most important, and when it comes to protection symbols, they can be utilized as an additional method to your energy shields. The symbol can act to strengthen the subconscious mind which adds to your defenses.

What works best for you? Many people believe in different things and any symbol can be used for protection as long as the symbol means something to you. What may work for you might not work for the next person due to having different beliefs.

Psychic Defense Technique Eight – Prayer and Affirmations

Prayers are good for building positive energy, amplifying protections, and adding layers of defense to your energy system. It's a good way to get to know your deities and spirits as well. While this may be a good tool for building a relationship with your spirits, please remember to not fall into the habit of doing this and becoming too dependent. Deities and Spirits are there to help guide you. They are teachers and sometimes will become your friend -but like all other mentors they want what is best for you so that you will grow. This includes being able to protect yourself without aid at some point as you progress in your metaphysical workings.

Affirmations are about bringing positivity to yourself as a person.

Simple affirmations include:

"I allow only positivity around me."

"My vibrations grow stronger every day."

When writing out an affirmation try to keep it in the first-person perspective and stay in the present. Do not sink into the past and think about all the negatives. Affirmations are about all the positives one possesses. Adding this right after a prayer is a good way to boost relationships with your spirits.

Psychic Defense Technique Nine – Crystals

Crystals can be used for various workings and amplify your protections or work to protect you on their own accord. Many crystals are already attuned to certain metaphysical properties and each stone holds its own meaning. There is even a way to use crystals and lay out a grid for bigger spell workings or intentions. To provide some great examples; black tourmaline and most obsidian stones are great for protection aid and are good choices for crystal grids when seeking out protection and absorbing negative energies away from you. Most crystal grids rely on a bigger crystal that is central to the rest being used because they act as a generator giving power to the grid itself and amplifying the other crystals within the line up. A lot of people use clear quartz for generator crystals, however if this type of crystal is under too much strain or absorbs too much negative energies they are known to chip and crack. Darker stones are your friend.

Psychic Defense Technique Ten – Sounds

Using sound as a means of defense can be effective and primarily it is used more so as a warning or deterrent within an outer to middle layer of your shields. Sound distracts and thus scatters a target's focus on the original intent. With this obviously there is a source of irritation present rather than direct counter attacks.

Various sounds that can be used are high pitched ringing, alarming bells, constant chatter of people as background noise, nails on a chalk board, etcetera.

Which sound you choose for yourself is entirely up to your imagination and as always one method may not work for all attackers.

At times, this is a temporary idea for whenever you need to craft your shield and get other layers up.

[solselah]

SPIRITUAL

CLEANSING TOOLS

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ALL WHITE CLEANSE :

For this pile I channeled an all white cleanse as your effective mode of cleansing!! That revolves around wearing all white for a specific amount of time ! For example 5-7 days etc! Honestly however many days you feel drawn to!! This cleanse for you will help awaken your crown chakra & Help you to lean softly into awakening your spirit in totality (think of what caffeine does to the body). This method of cleansing will Suck out all of the shadow energy that has been trapped in your auric field & body!!! It may bring fourth heavy and vivid dreams along with remembering certain things from the past & past LIVES ! You may use this cleansing method when things do not seem clear to you …. When things are literally unknown and you truly can’t figure out what to do next it may be necessary to clothe yourself in all white to connect with your YANG ! At this specific time I believe there is some unresolved anger needing to come to the surface and Dissipate!! It’s time to move on from an angry space to a space where growth and Purity are present!! Wearing all white is your armor , it will help your spiritual connections way more than you actually think. Your white clothing act as an Antenna it will help you to strengthen the connection with whomever and whatever you’re planning to connect with !! CLARITY ✨

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SPIRITUAL BATH :

There are a few things here

You may be someone in the limelight or center of attention without even trying & people really do evil eye you very often, im talking when you step out the “eye” pops out!!! It’s automated at this rate. Totally not your fault your energy is just powerful and magnetic! Very !! So using a spiritual bath with certain herbs will help you to fully release the energy that has been projected onto you ! Even if you wear a certain necklace or bracelet it’s still a necessary step to submerge your whole entire body in water to spiritually cleanse yourself! It’s almost like you get in the shower everyday to cleanse your physical body so it’s important to keep the same energy spiritually! That’s so needed for you guys in this pile. It’s time for a deep / full reset. You will notice after your spiritual bath I’m talking a day after you will feel light as A FEATHERRR ! You may feel intense energy which may come off as heavy, but it takes just a moment for that baggage to clear out ! (As herbs do have different properties and time that they are effective) For you I would always make sure to add a dash of ground coffee to your bath just a pinch I’m talking a sunflower seed amount !! It will help to add a kick to the cleansing process as far as time is concerned!! When it’s a beneficial time for you in life it’s important to also indulge in a spiritual bath ! It shows you are putting your best foot forward in attempt to grow , to change. You may even receive spiritual gifts by doing spiritual baths routinely!!! That’s specific for the type of energy you carry but for the most part doing this long term is so beneficial!!!

I’m feeling the heaviest of Pisces and Libra energy if this is you please do take this Into consideration. Especially if you have mercury in 5th house :)

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CANDLE WORK :

YOU & candle work go absolutely hand and hand. This could be something you do regardless , I can see that for a select few of you, you may have used candle 🕯️ magic in the past to invoke a soul mate or to manifest love in your life. I do see here that at some point you were successful and came into “a” union with your mate. Creating a bond attached with a contract!! I believe it’s time for you to utilize candle working with cleansing intentions in mind. White candles specifically!!! But In addition, with black candles there is usually some deeper energy to wipe out! I would start with a black candle with intention to burn out certain energies that may be holding you back or crowding over you in a negative way!! Soon after I would purify and cleanse a white candle and ~purify~ my energy!! Think of a washer machine and the process of putting the clothes in , adding your choice of soap & rinsing a few times , and soon after drying. So This could be a longer process of cleansing but for you..it’s very deep and effective!

You could be an Aries or a Virgo !! Also I’m feeling LEO energy !! You like to utilize a FLAME! And for you it works!! And it feels effective to you. Which is a bonus & all that matters!

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SMUDGE :

THEIR IS A VERY CLEAR MESSAGE if you are burning sage currently stop !!! (Unless culturally your practice)

There is a specific Range of herbs you are meant to use to cleanse yourself & I feel for a few of you sage hasn’t been as effective for you personally ! No hate against it it’s just that soul wise you haven’t felt any differences regarding how you feel ! So for those who don’t know what herbs are effective for you to smudge with I’m hearing

Frankincense and myryth & Dragons blood! Along with cloves & Cinnamon !!

I’m seeing bay leaves for some ! So there are a bunch of effective herbs for you to smudge with that will help to be effective for you as per your personal ENERGY! Now I’m not saying the sage won’t do what it’s meant naturally ,it just doesn’t seem to be effective for you personally! You smudging in general helps you to release your fears and your self limitations at that VERY MOMENT !!! Pairing your smudges with song or Chants are super powerful ! So powerful !!! It may even release so much energy for you you’ll encounter an emotional reaction & just start sobbing because of it! In the long run it will help you with rejection you experience / experienced! Helping you to put pieces of you back together !!! It helps , and is effective so don’t get discouraged by one method not doing what you want! Keep trying different herbs that you intuitively feel driven and guided towards !! It Helps to ground you as well. It’s important & imperative that YOU stay grounded.

*I am picking up Capricorn energy along with Cancer & Sagittarius!!*

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Hope you enjoy ✨

IG:@ soleccentric

[scrivenger-grimgar]

I have so many thoughts about Senju Tobirama. so many.

He's albino, so his eyesight sucks ass and that's the main reason his chakra sensing is so highly developed.

He's like Toph but with water, and also able to see coloured blurry blobs.

Bright light hurts his eyes and can cause migraines.

He gets sunburned so SO easily, and his skin is sensitive to certain materials.

Only has half-siblings because Butsuma was not very loyal to his actual wife, but it was ignored so long as Butsuma brought them into the family.

Altogether Butsuma had eight kids; Hashirama (the only actual legitimate child & full-blood Senju), Tobirama and Kawarama (half-Hatake fraternal twins), Itama (non-clan civilian mother), Ichigo (half-Uzumaki half-Hatake mother), Sado (Senju mother), Karin (civilian Nara mother), and Yuzu (Shiranui mother).

Ichigo is two years older than Hashirama and Sado, and Itama, Karin, and Yuzu are all the same age.

Ichigo was able to take Sado, Yuzu, and Karin to Uzushio to keep them safe but Butsuma caught on and almost cut his head off when he tried to take Itama.

Tobirama is autistic. He is so autistic, trust me bro. He sucks at expressing and identifying emotions (both his and others), and it doesn't help that he has resting bitch face. Anyways, it's because he's autistic that he's practically immune to genjutsu bc his brain is wired differently.

Sometimes, he just gotta scream, or just make noise.

Hashirama has and will grow cotton specifically for Tobirama because he thinks it's a Good Texure. His clothes are soft cotton, his blanket is soft cotton, his futon is soft cotton, every cloth piece is soft cotton because it's a very easy gift for holidays because it's very well known.

Hated shoes as a toddler, and absolutely refused to wear them. he still prefers to walk around barefoot if he can get away with it.

His armor is actually heavier than normal Senju armor bc he likes the weight, it's calming, like his dry bean weighted blanket that Sado and Hashirama made him.

Uses his fur mantle as Good Texure, and will fiddle with it and tug on it if he feels safe. Torifu and Kagami find this very charming.

Will only ever write with chakra-infused ink because that's the only way he can read, through his sensing.

Has, on more than one occasion, told someone to shut up even though they weren't talking, because they were thinking so much it was affecting their chakra, which came across as 'noisy' to Tobi's senses.

Could not feasibly live alone, it would be too quiet to his senses and drive him insane. Once Hashi and Mito get married he moves in with Touka.

Suiton natured, he's figured out how to boil and freeze water by adding and removing energy, which entirely changed the games he could play. with that chakric law broken, he starts breaking more because "why not?"

He then figured out how to: mummify a body by sucking all the moisture out of them, drown someone on land by directing fluid to their lungs, boil someone from the inside out, turn someone into a pincushion by freezing their blood, and tear the blood out of someone's body. the only prerequisite to any of these techniques is to touch the target and create a "backdoor" for his chakra to enter their body.

[evilminji]

Back on my DpxNaruto ideas cause there's room for SHENANIGANS~!

You ever go on a BIT of a road trip? To a Really Good Restaurant you've heard exsists waaaaay that away? And it's far... but not Unreasonably Far(TM)? You could make it a day trip! Maybe check out the surrounding area! Buy some other stuff or see the sights.

You got a long weekend.

And you heard it's REAL good.

Imagine~! If you will! Broke ass, scruffy, Built Like His Father, Feral Like His Mother, "just here for the snacks, man" type College Student type Danny! A GIANT. Perpetually reeks of engineering oils and the unplace-able yet universally familiar scent of Ectoplasm. And? Probably whatever high-end self care products Sam's mom sends her, since Tucker can't use um.

He eats like a bottomless VOID because somehow he's STILL growing. Will be for centuries. Long after his HUMAN half stops? His ghost half is gonna keep going.

Sucks, man. :/

He hungy.

But he already SPENT his monthly budget on that part he desperately needed. And cheap ramen sucks after the fifth meal in a row. And it's not like he can go fishing or anything. So what to do???

Visit... lunch lady? Maybe? He considers?

He figures "Why Not?". Makes a portal and lazily floats towards the Box-Lady Lair. But? So deep in though is he? He doesn't look where he's GOING and *gentle bonk* oop! Oh man! He's so sorry!

Some giant dude in armor with a HUGE mane of hair. The guy just laughs good naturedly, says it's fine. And turns out? They're going the same way! He's part of Lunch Lady's Cooking Club. Oh, sweet! Danny's heard she started one of those...

But wait! If he's heading over? Is the club NOW?

No, no! He's assured. The guy also watchs Lunch Box for them. He's good with kids, comes with being part of a big clan.

They get talking. Danny fascinated. Ninjas, huh? Cool. And that's when? The guy drops, with no small amount of pride, the little tidbit.... that oh by the way~ no big DEAL~☆

But WE produced some of the BEST cooks in the ENTIRE known world.

:O

Okay now he HAS to try this food. This guy is waxing poetic about it. Descriptions that make him actively drool. Mentioning how this aunt ran THIS stall and that nephew was learning at THAT restaurant. And Danny just? W... Where did you say this was?

Hell yeah! Direction? Achieved!

Danny gonna get him some FANCY BBQ! \( ^ - ^ )/

Smash cut to him making a day of it. Finding the right area. Asking around. Trading some stuff from the Speeder to a dude for not only the location body but permission to take his wallet. Guy says he can have it in return for a travel chess set and a proper grave. Nice!

So he locks up the Speeder, squeezes past the weird "Summon Realms" bubbles, dodges the SUPER cranky Shinigami, aaaaand? We're in! BBQ here we come! It's takes like? Basically nothing to find the guy's body. He's supposed to burn it, put it in an urn, and deliver it to one of some Deer clan near the BBQ shop. Along with his stuff.

Hope they don't mind ice urns.

Just? Imagine A Void. Like Vanta Black. A hole in the world in the shape of where a man SHOULD be. Where ANYTHING should be. You can see through it, the color of simple existence fighting to make your eyes overlook What Is Not. Were it 2D, you know you would be able to see it clearly, but in the presence of a third dimension?

It's Not There.

You are LOOKING at it... and everything it is, is Empty. Void. A perfect Nothing.

Not hot or cold, neither light nor dark, just... Not There. With Chakra being present in all life. Air, the soil beneath you, all of it. This is? A perfect shadow upon the world. No suppressed Chakra, no hidden bloodline trick.

It's like the Patron Spirit(s) of the Ino-Shika-Cho decided to come and visit.

Or, more accurately, the SON of one such spirit decided to sneak off and visit. He has the height, the hunger, and the gregarious nature. The perfect shadow, the black hair, and the incredible intelligence. And those blue eyes? The ability to dive into bodies and take them over? (He wanted to see if he could do it WHILE his "new friend" was doing it to someone)

Most terrifying, though? APPARENTLY his mother? Was some Uzumaki Spirit. Red hair, purple eyes, his dad fell in love with her at first ass-kicking defeat. Terrifying women and Nara's, man. Good to know it even transcends biology. Even their GAURDIAN SPIRITS fall to it.

Now the question?

What sort is THIS one? And can they, POLITELY, make it leave?

@babbling-babull @lolottes @ailithnight @nerdpoe @hdgnj @hypewinter @mutable-manifestation @the-witchhunter

[karume-everything-else]

Flufftober 2023

Day 25: Unexpected Kiss [Reader x Gaara] {Naruto Shippuden}

Laying in a hospital bed, unable to tell waking from dreams, Gaara had all the time to come to terms with the fact that he had died. If it hadn't been for Lady Chiyo and Naruto, he would have never been able to... Even if it was for the safety of the village, Gaara lamented the idea that he wouldn't see you again.

The mental image of you weeping over his grave haunted him.

But Gaara had very little he could do about it at the moment. He was still here, still living... there was still time to tell you how he felt and what you meant to him. Not just a reliable shinobi, not just a trusted friend, but someone Gaara truly cared about... someone he...

If he had known you'd be let in, allowed to see him by yourself, Gaara would likely have thought about how to go about the first time you two would interact. He knew you would be just getting back from a lengthy mission, that you'd likely be told what happened. But when he saw you sitting there...

He thought he was dreaming.

"[Name]?" He reached out, even in his dreams you felt so real, "I'm glad you came to see me."

"Of course, Kazekage-sama." You snickered slightly, as the left-hand shinobi you were often privy to sensitive information, "I was told about your abduction and resurrection. But how are you feeling?"

"Much better with you here." He struggled to sit up, only just accepting help, "Though my joints are still a little stiff, despite the physical therapy I've been doing."

You hummed slightly, "Well, rigor mortis isn't exactly something that can be reversed easily. Is there any specific spot that I might be able to help ease the tension of?"

"Come a little closer please."

Confused, you leaned in. Following Gaara's beckoning even though it didn't make any kind of sense. It wasn't as if he needed to keep it secret, not when the two of you were completely alone.

But you were so thankful you were as Gaara hooked onto the back of your neck. Before you had more than three seconds to respond, his lips had crashed against yours hard.

For whatever reason, you were expecting to be hindered by his sand armor, but there was no trace of it. Maybe that was because Gaara hadn't been able to build up his chakra reserves, maybe he just dismissed it from around his mouth, maybe it didn't matter during intimate moments like this...

Though you were trying so hard to not lean onto him. As wonderful as it was to finally kiss the man you admired, you knew he was still injured and didn't need you falling on top of him. Not like this.

After what felt like an eternity, Gaara eased up. Soft, pointed breaths punctuated the moment, he was clinging to your sleeve so you couldn't pull away as readily. You couldn't help but stare into his light green eyes, wondering what in the world came over him to pull a stunt like that.

Even if you secretly deeply enjoyed it.

"I should have told you so much sooner." Gaara murmured, "How I feel about you, how much you mean to me. Just how badly I've been wanting to kiss you like that. I would do so over and over again... once you return of course."

Something deep in your mind broke, flooding your face with color and mixed emotions. He didn't even realize what he just did and now you'd have to break the news once he was in the proper state of mind.

Was it too soon to start screaming internally?

[mixelation]

oh yeah here's the second minakushi post. extreme ooc mixel moment bc it's naruto pov, ~3k words

uuuh okay so as a summary of the premise, this is an au where mizuki tells naruto about the fox earlier (he's 7-8). and then there's. alt universe stuff

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“Naruto. Naruto.”

Naruto was dizzy and a little nauseous. There was a man yelling at him. Mad, probably, because he’d broken into the Hokage’s residence. At least this meant he’d get to talk to someone today. 

The room looked… different. Smaller. The walls were a different color. The stacks of scrolls were messier. Wow, all that light from the scroll must have super messed up Naruto’s vision. 

The man reached for him, and Naruto stumbled back. He didn’t know who this was; usually the guards around the Hokage’s residence wore funny white masks and armor. This guy showed his whole face, and he had on a normal Jounin uniform with a white coat over it. Naruto had never seen him around. He would have remembered him, too. There weren’t a lot of blondes in Konoha. 

“Are you hurt?” the man asked. He looked… concerned, which was weird. Naruto had just broken in and opened a bunch of scrolls and set one off. He was positive he was about to get into huge trouble. 

“No,” Naruto answered honestly. “Just dizzy.”

He waited patiently for the man to get properly angry and then yell. Instead, he squatted down and pulled him into a hug. 

“You scared me, kid,” he said, holding Naruto tight and rubbing his back. He smelled like old books. “There’s a reason I told you never to come in here alone.”

Naruto’s body had gone all stiff. If you had asked him that morning if he wanted a hug, he probably would have said yes. But since then he’d learned some secrets, and he knew no one was ever going to offer him one. He also didn’t know this man, and he had been positive he was going to yell and threaten like what usually happened when Naruto did something bad. This seemed wrong, and it made him nervous. 

The man let him go, although he put both his hands on Naruto’s shoulders. He tilted his head to the side, face still all worried. 

“What’s wrong?” he asked. 

“Are you going to take me to the old man?” Naruto asked. 

“Old man?”

“You know,” Naruto shrugged off the weird man’s hands. “The Hokage.”

The man stared at him in open confusion. Naruto stared back. Was this one of those ‘mind games’ ninja in comics were always doing? He watched as the man’s eyes slowly drifted over his face and then down his body, and then settled on his hand. 

“Naruto,” the man said quietly, very calm in a way that told Naruto something was up. “Where did you get these clothes? And what happened to the cut on your hand?”

Well. This was a lot weirder than yelling. Naruto squinted at him. 

“What?” he said. 

“You cut your hand in kunai practice this morning,” the man said, voice still deadly calm. “That’s why you’re home from school.”

“Uh, no?” Naruto replied. “They don’t let me have real kunai, you know.”

The man was probably real upset now, but quiet about it the way some adults got when they were trying to hide it. Naruto knew the signs well. Sometimes adults like this were fine, but sometimes it meant they were going to burst and be the meanest of all. He shuffled back, nervous. The man’s mouth thinned and his lips went all wibbly, like he suddenly felt bad. 

“Take my hand,” the man told him, voice soft but firm. “We have to go check something.” 

xXx

Naruto didn’t really understand what was happening. The man was the Fourth Hokage, which was kind of cool but also impossible. He teleported Naruto into the Hokage’s office– which was the cooler thing yet– and then bossed around a bunch of ninja who did weird things with chakra to Naruto. The Fourth Hokage offered to hold his hand, which Naruto didn’t really get because none of the tests hurt, just tickled. Naruto didn’t really understand what any of them were saying, but still no one was yelling at him, and the Hokage had given him some crackers from his own desk, which was the same as Old Man Third’s desk, except for some reason it had a framed photo of Naruto and a pretty redhead lady.

Naruto stared at the photo while the Hokage listened to the weird doctor ninja. The woman had her arms around the Naruto in the photo, grinning so hard her eyes bunched up. Naruto wondered how he could be in the photo, if he’d never met this woman. 

“Should I brief Kushina-san?” the medic asked. 

“I…” the Fourth Hokage’s eyes flickered over to Naruto. “No, I should tell her myself. Send her a summons. You can tell her it’s urgent and it involves Naruto.”

Naruto turned his face at the sound of his name. The Fourth Hokage looked more worried than ever. The doctor ninja left. 

“Naruto,” the Fourth Hokage said very gently, sitting in the chair next to him. It looked kind of funny, because he sat on the wrong side of the Hokage’s desk. “Do you know what’s happening?”

“Not really,” Naruto said, swinging his legs. He was feeling pretty confident no one was going to yell at him now, but… “Am I in trouble?”

The Fourth Hokage smiled weakly at him. “No, not in trouble. Do you… Naruto, do you know who I am?”

Naruto stared at him. “The Fourth Hokage?”

There was a knock on the door, and the Hokage was on his feet immediately. “Can you sit tight for a couple minutes?”

“Did you summon me and then lock me out?” a woman’s voice asked loudly from the other side of the door. The Fourth Hokage suddenly vanished from his seat, and Naruto heard the woman say something like, “What, door not working?”

Then Naruto couldn’t hear anything else. He licked his finger and used it to dab up cracker crumbs. He wondered where Old Man Third was, if the Fourth was back and using his office. If he left a tack in the chair, would Old Man Third sit on it, or would the Fourth? 

Naruto knew where the tacks were kept. He walked around the other side of the desk and opened the drawer, but it had a bunch of calligraphy brushes instead. He tried another drawer and found pens and some spare staples and paper clips. They were all in a messy pile, not organized at all. Well, maybe the tacks would be buried under all this junk?

Naruto had taken all the office supplies out of the top drawers and scattered them on the desk when the door opened, revealing the Fourth and the pretty lady from the photo. Naruto immediately ducked down under the desk, hiding. 

“Well, he acts like our kid,” the woman said. The Fourth Hokage sighed loudly. “Naruto,” the woman said, “get your butt out here.”

Naruto heard her voice move closer as she talked, even though he couldn’t hear her footsteps. That probably meant she was a ninja, which was cool. He peaked out from over the desk. She didn’t look happy, but she didn’t look mad either. She raised her eyebrows expectantly at him, like Iruka-sensei would do sometimes when Naruto was goofing off. 

They let him sit in the Hokage’s chair, which was very cool. They wheeled it around to the other side of the desk because he was too short to sit and see over the desk. They sat across from him in the visitor’s chairs. They both looked…. tired, somehow.

“So I’m not in trouble?” Naruto confirmed. “You’re not going to yell or make me go clean up Hokage monument?”

“No one’s in trouble,” the woman said. Her hair was so long she had to pull it over her shoulder into her lap or it would touch the floor when she sat. And it was red-red, even prettier than Sakura-chan’s hair. “Hey, Naruto, do you know who I am?”

“Why does everyone keep asking me that?” Naruto asked, feeling frustrated. He hated tests, hated when adults made him feel stupid for not knowing things. “Why would I know who you are?”

The woman looked like he’d slapped her. The Hokage took her hand. 

“Can you tell me what you did today?” he asked. “I promise you won’t get in trouble, even if it was bad.”

“Ummm,” Naruto said. A lot had happened today. “Well, I didn’t cut my hand in school and all that, you know.”

He tried to explain his day. Adults always complained he wasn’t good at explaining, but Naruto thought his stories were super good and in-depth. He talked about his awesome prank on Iruka-sensei, which involved a stink bomb he made himself, and then explained the plot of the comic that gave him the idea. The woman nodded along very seriously. 

“What did your sensei do?” she prompted. 

“He was going to make me clean it up,” Naruto said. “But Mizuki-sensei said I didn’t have to so I went home.”

They had to ask a bunch of questions because Naruto forgot to say that Mizuki-sensei had told him at roll call that he could go home at lunchtime if Naruto did him a special favor. Usually Iruka-sensei would lecture him and tell him to think before he opened his mouth, and a lot of other sensei would just yell at him, but these two were very nice and not frustrated. 

“What favor did Mizuki-sensei want?” the woman asked, leaning forward in her seat like she was super into Naruto’s story. 

“I don’t think I’m supposed to tell,” Naruto admitted. Mizuki-sensei had said it was S-class, and people would hate him even more if he blabbed it. Naruto squirmed a bit in his seat, remembering what Mizuki-sensei had told him, about why Naruto was not ever going to have friends. 

The woman and the Hokage exchanged glances. 

“Naruto,” the Hokage said carefully. “I’m the Hokage. You can tell me anything at all.”

Well, that made sense. He probably already knew. Wait!

“You’re the Fourth,” Naruto realized. 

The Hokage raised his eyebrows, a smile crossing his face. “Yes, I am,” he agreed. “Naruto?”

So that meant… he was the one who… Naruto felt the sting of tears in his eyes. 

“Hey, hey,” the woman said, suddenly kneeling in front of him. “You don’t have to tell us everything right now, you know. But we need to know what happened, to help you.”

Naruto took a gulp of air. It would be so embarrassing to cry in front of this pretty ninja lady. Okay. He didn’t have to tell her what Mizuki told him, so she wouldn’t know he was a monster and hate him. 

“Let’s start with you going home,” the woman said, her hands taking either one of his and squeezing. “Did you go there right away, or did you go somewhere else first?”

Naruto had gone back to his apartment. Both of them had a lot of questions about it: where it was, if he lived with anyone, did he cook for himself, who went shopping for him, if he brushed his teeth every night and knew to clean behind his ears. Some of the questions were weird, but Naruto relaxed while he talked. This seemed like a safe conversation. Naruto’s apartment was cool, after all. It wasn’t fancy or anything, but it had all his stuff in it, and he’d gotten a tomato seed to sprout in a paper cup. 

“Were you home the rest of the day?” the Hokage asked after Naruto described in-depth how he shoplifted comics, which made the woman laugh loudly, her hands squeezing his. It felt nice. 

“No, I…” This is where the secret came back. “I didn’t want to steal from Old Man Hokage like Mizuki-sensei wanted. Like I will steal from stores sometimes, but that’s not someone’s house. So I went home instead of doing it. But then, um, I… um…”

Naruto had been crying in his apartment, because Mizuki-sensei had told him he was a monster and that’s why no one would ever look at him, and he’d looked at the clock and realized the window when Mizuki-sensei said the ANBU would be gone would end soon. 

“Well, anyway,” Naruto stuttered out, “I decided to do the favor anyway, and I went all sneaky into the Old Man’s house.”

“Sarutobi Hiruzen?” the Fourth Hokage asked, super serious. Naruto nodded. “The favor was to steal from him?”

“Yup,” Naruto agreed. “Mizuki wanted, uh, some scroll. I don’t remember what. But he said I could have this other one. Um, I forget the name of that one too.”

“Did you…” the Hokage said slowly, “open any of the scrolls?”

“Yeah,” Naruto said. “The one he said I could use to fix, uh, my problem. And then I was here.”

The adults exchanged a very, very long look. The woman stood, letting go of his hands, and it looked like she and the Hokage were in a staring contest. 

“I’ll explain it,” the Hokage eventually said. The woman sat back down. “Naruto, I’m Minato, and this is Kushina. I know this is difficult to understand, but we’re your parents.”

Naruto thought the worst he could feel was how he felt that morning when Mizuki-sensei talked to him, understanding why people were going to ignore him forever, when he felt so lonely he felt like he was being smothered. He’d fantasized about meeting his parents plenty of times, about having just one person out there to care about him, to talk to him and play with him the way he saw other kids with their parents. 

Somehow, this felt worse. 

“No,” he said, chest feeling tight. “No. My parents are dead. The Old Man said.”

They had to be dead. If they were alive, that meant they’d left him alone, and that was worse. Even parents couldn’t love a monster. 

“The scroll you opened was an experimental jutsu to move things between worlds,” the Hokage– Minato– the man who made Naruto into a monster said. “You’re in a different world where everything is a little different, including us. Do you understand?”

Obviously Naruto didn’t understand. His breath was hitching. Kushina got up again and leaned over him, rubbing his back. 

“You like comics, right?” she said. “Have you read Tonbo the Hero?”

Naruto rubbed snot from his nose. Tonbo the Hero was a ninja from a world that was just like the real one but everyone was these cool blue people. He accidentally got transported to the real world and worked as a hero ninja. 

Is that what he’d done…? But instead of a cool blue person, he was just a monster whose parents didn’t even love him. 

“It’s okay,” Kushina was saying. “You’re okay. We’re still your parents, and we’re going to take care of you.”

Naruto stared up at her. She was smiling at him. Some of her long hair had fallen over her shoulder and was tickling his face. Naruto’s eyes drifted back to the photo on the desk, of him smiling with her. They had the same smile, he realized. 

“Where’s the other Naruto?” he asked. 

The smile fell right off her face. Minato was next to her in a heartbeat, one hand on Naruto’s head and the other going around her waist. 

“Remember, you are not in trouble,” he said. “This isn’t your fault. But we think you two switched places.”

xXx

They took him to their home. They walked there, even though Minato could teleport, so he’d know the way on his own. Some of the streets were exactly the same as his world, but entire neighborhoods were entirely different. 

“What is this?” Naruto wondered as they walked along some old looking wall. In his world, this was a fancy mall with a bookshop he’d gotten into huge trouble with because they had a camera that caught him. He told Kushina all about it, his hand squeezing hers as hard as he could. 

“Huh,” Minato said. “Of all the things I’d expect to be different, the Uchiha compound was at the bottom of my list.”

The wall was around a bunch of buildings from the very founding of Konoha, where a family called the Uchiha mostly lived. Naruto knew one Uchiha, a boy in his class named Sasuke. He didn’t know where his home was in his own world. 

“Oh, we’re friends with Sasuke’s family,” Kushina said brightly. “Maybe you can still be friends with him here.”

Naruto couldn’t be friends with anyone, because he was a monster. So he covered up quickly. 

“Sasuke? Blegh! He’s a show-off.” 

Kushina and Minato both laughed. Minato took his other hand. 

Their house was nice. It had a bunch of rooms, and Kushina had him sit on their big couch while she pulled comics off a shelf. The Naruto of this world liked them too. She spread them out on the coffee table and asked Naruto about which ones he’d read and if he’d liked them. Minato disappeared into the kitchen and made dinner. 

They showed him this world’s Naruto’s bedroom. It was big, with a big window and no cracks in the paint, and the floorboards were all even. This Naruto had lots of toys and games, all messy on the floor like Minato’s desk drawers and Naruto’s things in his own apartment. Kushina pulled out a pair of pajamas for him. 

“I guess you need your own toothbrush,” she muttered to herself as she ran a bath for him. 

The temperature, when Naruto climbed into the water, was perfect. Naruto always made his too hot or too cold.  

This Naruto’s bed was really comfortable, but Naruto couldn’t sleep. Is this how kids who weren’t monsters live? Would they kick him out if they found out? He could just not tell them. Naruto was good at keeping secrets, when he needed to. Or were they going to just switch him back with the other Naruto, even if they never found out?

He thought about the other Naruto, alone without his parents in Naruto’s apartment. That wasn’t fair. But Naruto still didn’t want to switch back. 

The thoughts made his stomach queasy. He got up to get a glass of water, creeping down the hall to the stairs. From the top, he could see the kitchen light was on. When he sat still on the top step and concentrated, he could just make out the voices of Minato and Kushina below. Kushina’s carried better, because she talked louder.

“But we need our Naruto back,” she was saying. Naruto's stomach twisted again, and Minao said something he couldn’t make out. “No, that’s not acceptable.”

And then, Kushina was crying. 

Naruto drank out of the tap in the bathroom instead and went to bed feeling guilty. 

Monster.

[madmaenad]

What canon says about Indra Ōtsutsuki

Indra Ōtsutsuki is the inventor of ninjutsu and the first human to bear the Sharingan, making him the ancestor of the Uchiha Clan. 

He has just three appearances in the entire manga, all of which are from secondhand sources.

1. Our most direct source on Indra is his father Hagoromo, the Sage of Six Paths, in chapters 670-671:

Hagoromo goes on to talk about the beginnings of his sons’ reincarnation cycle:

As well as the prior generation of incarnates:

He also makes one intriguing mention of how Indra anticipated the reappearance of the Rinnegan, which requires Indra and Ashura’s chakra to fuse together in one vessel:

Since we have no corroborating testimony elsewhere, assessing the accuracy of Hagoromo’s story requires us to examine it for bias.

It is worth mentioning that Indra shares the Sharingan with his grandmother Kaguya, who was sealed away by Hagoromo and his brother. This likely had a negative effect on Hagoromo’s view of his son, as he seems to distrust the Sharingan’s power:

Hagoromo connects his mother and his son in other aspects, as shown in the panels below where Hagoromo describes his own views on power compared to Kaguya's. His description of Kaguya’s hunger for power resembles his earlier description of what he claims are Indra’s views.

If you need further proof that Hagoromo negatively equates his mother and his son, despite the two never having met, look no further than the panel below:

In short, Hagoromo says the world of the Fourth Shinobi World War is Indra’s (and Kaguya’s) world. Hagoromo blames his son, and his son’s refusal to accept Ashura, for the current war. This seems a curious thing to assert, since Hagoromo never states outright that Indra killed or even harmed anyone, despite the panel of Indra in armor. He only says that, “Indra turned upon Ashura.”

One final note on the Sage’s story. In a great irony, at some point the historical record credited Hagoromo with the creation of ninjutsu, instead of Indra himself:

Once more, Hagoromo outright equates his son with war, and accuses his son of being a warmonger. 

We have to question Hagoromo’s knowledge of his son’s internal motivations, especially since we have no evidence except Hagoromo‘s own testimony. Inventions can be used outside of their inventor’s intended purpose. Ninjutsu being used in war does not automatically mean it was made to create war. Was this really what Indra intended, or is this Hagoromo‘s own assumption after the fact?

2. Black Zetsu also knew Indra firsthand, and briefly mentions him in chapter 682.

Despite being an enemy, Black Zetsu can be considered a fairly reliable source. He recounts his story to Naruto and Sasuke while Kaguya is draining their chakra. With the two already immobilized and helpless, there’s no need for manipulation. Zetsu gains nothing by lying to them.

Crucially, Hagoromo’s story never once mentions Black Zetsu. Hagoromo appears to know nothing about Zetsu’s influence on Indra and Indra’s descendants. Hagoromo claims to have precognition and the ability to read signs (670) and also claims to have watched his children fight throughout history (671), but Zetsu gives us direct evidence that Hagoromo’s omniscience is fallible, and his story is far less authoritative than it seemed on the surface. 

Hagoromo is missing important pieces of the narrative, though he is not aware of it. His ignorance calls his testimony about Indra’s nature, Indra’s motivations, and the true sequence of events further into question.

3. Our last source is Obito, who tells a mythologized version of Indra’s story in chapter 462.

This version has the most questionable accuracy. Rather than direct testimony by someone who knew Indra, it’s a story passed down over generations. 

Another complicating factor is the context in which this story is told. Obito (pretending to be Madara) tells the story to Naruto and Kakashi with the aim of convincing Naruto that Sasuke’s desire for revenge is genuine. Obito is lying about his identity; it is possible that Obito is further altering the story to manipulate his listeners.

Hagoromo made no mention of any curse in his story. Did he just leave it out? Is this a misinterpretation of Hagoromo’s belief that power drives people mad? Or did later generations invent the idea of a curse? 

Obito, in his Madara persona, claims his battle with Hashirama was destined and that Naruto and Sasuke are equally destined to be enemies. Obito’s intent to influence Naruto makes the way he also casts Indra and Ashura as implacable enemies somewhat suspect. But that doesn’t mean Obito’s version is a complete lie; there’s probably a grain of truth in the basic events.

One question worth asking: who does the seed of this myth belong to? Is it from Konoha? The Uchiha? 

Consider instead: who is famous for calling the Uchiha a cursed clan? 

Senju Tobirama. He is the oldest character to call the Uchiha cursed; a manga chapter is even titled after this exact quote from him (619). The way Obito’s story equates the Uchiha with hatred resembles the rumors Tobirama related to Hashirama prior to the Hokage election (625).

This fact, plus the unflattering portrayal of Indra, makes me believe Obito might actually be telling the Senju version of events.

4. What final conclusions can we draw about Indra’s character from these three portrayals? 

The narrative insists Indra believed in power and blames him for the current war...but we have little to no corroboration for this. The only crime directly attributed to Indra was from Obito’s mythology version, where he attacked his brother after being passed over for inheritance. 

The anime chose to make Indra into an a villainous character, but without much basis. There’s a lot of room for fandom to question, re-interpret, and develop new portrayals. 

His invention of ninjutsu, for example, must have been extraordinary for its time, but is consistently cast as a negative achievement. His relationship with his father is another point worth re-examining.

In the end, what do we know? 

Indra was born with strong chakra to a father who believed no one person’s chakra should be much greater than any other's. He was hailed as a genius and inherited the power of his grandmother’s eyes, which his father distrusted, but still chose to create his own techniques. Ninjutsu was Indra’s most lasting legacy, but one he never received credit for. He became a ghost in Shinobi history - and also a ghost of the narrative.

[isephierreo]

Byleth's Design

This post is a full analysis of Byleth's design, their Enlightened One class, and other things I found interesting about them. (I will also mention the Ashen Wolves house, but I will focus on the design of the house itself, not its characters.)

Hair

Byleth's hair is modeled after a wolf hairstyle (ウルフヘアー), and although the wolf hairstyle may not symbolize a particular thing, the word for wolf/wolves is according to lore "the beasts who guard the Blue Sea Star". 

Outfit

Male Byleth, Bishop, and Priest class all wear armor that covers the shoulders and upper chest.

EDIT: After searching, the name of the type of armor worn by the Byleth and clerics is Gorget.

while Female Byleth wears a nun's collar.

This indicates Byleth's connection with the church from the beginning.

The pattern on Male Byleth's chest is a stylized of the crest of flames, with the 3 tears below and the 3 rhombus in the middle together forming the pattern on his chest, and the tear above are the one on his back.

Or it may be a stylized form of the Sothis tiara.

Speaking of the Sothis tiara, the pattern present on the sleeves of their coat is also a stylized form of it.

The pattern on Byleth's back is a triquetra, the triquetra has so many meanings, which vary from culture to culture, that I fail to see what it stands for with Byleth. The closest meaning to Byleth and the Three Houses concept I found for triquetra is that it is "three-cornered and connected deeply with the power of three".

Of course, no need to explain about the Byleth's pendant. (Just a little explanation: the green part is similar to the Flayn and Seteth pattern but mixed with P4. Same thing with the pink part, it's a mix between P4 and P1.)

In general, the main color in Byleth's outfit is gray, which symbolizes a lack of emotion, and that represents Byleth's emotional state at the beginning of the game. Gray is also a symbol of neutrality due to being a shade between white and black, and in the case of a basic Byleth's outfit, black is a dominant color, while white is a subdued shade (in the case of Male Byleth, white is not visible, though under his armor), but when they become the Enlightened One, the roles of black and white are reversed. This is closer to the concept of yin and yang, where the black yin is darkness and the white yang is light, but the essence of each has the color of the opposite side.

On their arms, the Byleth wear silver armor. Due to the purity of silver so high that it reflects like a mirror, it symbolizes seeing the true self in our depths. All of this points to Silver Snow, Byleth's own route, who they are discovering more about themselves and their Nabataean heritage. As for the reason that silver is only in their arms, it is because the arms symbolize acceptance and embracing life experience.

As I already mentioned in my previous post, the white and pink in Byleth's outfit are the colors of the ribbons of Sothis' hair, symbolizing their association with her. Besides, the color of their dagger is the same as the colors of her dress, blue, black, and gold.

A little note: many might think that the Byleth's dagger cross-guard is the same as the house leaders insignia inverted, but in fact it is completely different, at least within the game model. 

(The house leaders insignia itself differs from one work and design to another related to the game, and it can only be noticed after an audit.)

Enlightened One

One of the most notable things about Enlightened One is definitely the color purple, whether it's the crest of flames or the signature color of Byleth, Sothis, and the game itself. Purple is the color of the Sahasrara, also known as the crown chakra, is the seventh energy center in the chakra system. It is the highest point in the body and acts as a bridge between our physical selves and nirvana. Notably, Enlightened Byleth's tiara contains purple, unlike Sothis and Rheas' tiara. 

Like the Nabataeans, the Enlightened One's design has stylized parts of Sothis's design, as well as Rhea's.

A velvet scarf, in particular, is worn in the same style as religious or sacred-role characters in the franchise.

There is also a similarity to the dancer's design. This goes with Emblem Byleth being a dancer in Engage.

Especially since Sothis's design is more like a dancer. And the tiki's design itself looks like dancer.

Enlightened One has a pattern on the back under the cape, which is probably the crest of flames. This goes with Seiros and Dimitri, who also have their crest on the back under their cape. Claude doesn't have his crest in his Wyvern Master design, but he does at least have one in his Barbarossa's quiver. The only one without a crest on the back is Edelgard, which instead has an empty heart, which may indicate a stark contrast to Byleth.

Fencing Style

Byleth's style of carrying a sword is similar to that of the greatsword, which requires it to be carried on two shoulders due to its heavy weight.

The development of such a style is most likely due to training to wield a sword at an early age.

Although Byleth's animation is similar to the other characters' animation of wielding a sword, Byleth have a distinct animation in their final strike.

While all characters jump up to strike, Byleth hold the blade opposite to the ground and then direct it upwards during a lunge. It's like dragging a heavy sword across the ground to deal a fatal blow, and that's one ways to use the greatsword.

But when the Byleth became enlightened one, their sword-wielding style became lighter and more graceful.

They spin as if it were a dance, then counter a straight line strike with balance. They hold their left hand in a fist at their hearts as it glows as if they are praying, and then they release it with the faith power they have gathered.

The armor on Byleth's right arm is somewhat similar to the Immaculate One.

This indicates that the Byleth's right arm, which holds their weapon, represents the Immaculate One, an ability Rhea/Seiros has rarely used to end dangerous situations in battlefield. While Byleth's left arm, unarmored and unarmed, indicates Rhea/Seiros's ability to end wars with her bare hands with minimal casualties, as she did with Nemesis.

Going back to the Ashen Wolves, everyone is surely aware of the contrast in the colors of the Academy and Abyss students' uniforms. As I mentioned in my previous post, the colors of the Academy uniform represent Sothis, while the colors of the Abyss uniform represent Byleth. White, silver, black, gray, purpue. This refers to the concept of dualism, which is commonly used in the Final Fantasy series.

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Warnings: slightly salacious ending (Minors do not interact!); mention of insecurity, fighting and blood; Kisame x gn!reader.

The cave was shiveringly cold, but you were sweating from the adrenaline rushing through your body after your near death. You and Kisame have been sent on a mission to the Hidden Cloud Village. It seemed like an easy mission, so you were still having a hard time assimilating how Kisame got so injured. It wasn't supposed to have guards in that region, you were taken by surprise, were they warned of your arrival? You didn't have time to think about it, even tired with the unexpectedly intense fight, and also hurt, you needed to help Kisame. After verifying that they didn't follow you and that you were alone and safe, you went to help your colleague.

- Take off your cloak, Kisame, I need to get a better look at the wound - you grabbed the small first aid kit you had, praying you could do something with it.

- No need, I'll be fine - he said breathlessly, leaning against the wall, he was also sweating - I just need to rest a little.

- Stop being an idiot and take off your cloak, you're bleeding!

- Look who's talking, you should see your forehead. Don't waste supplies on me when you need it too.

It was true that there was a small cut on your forehead that was bleeding, but the proportion of the injuries was not comparable. Concern began to share space with the irritation that his stubbornness was causing you.

- Unlike you, I'm actually going to be fine, now stop being so macho and let me see that wound before you get worse!

Amidst grumbling, your colleague took off his cloak, revealing he wasn't wearing his usual "armor" this time, since he also thought it was an easy mission, he wasn't wearing any shirt underneath. The sight made your anger fade and reminded you of your secret crush on your colleague, your face would have been more flushed had your attention not wandered to the large bloodstain on his waist. Promptly, you grabbed the cloth to wipe the area, but before you touched it you whispered an "excuse me", Kisame turned his head to the opposite side of where you were, you then continued.

After cleaning it, you bandaged it, luckily it wasn't a very deep wound, it would take time to heal but he would be fine. You sometimes felt Kisame flinch at your touch, you were taking the utmost care not to make him feel even more pain, but that wasn't the reason. The truth was that Kisame was ashamed, he didn't want you to see his body, he didn't want you to disgust him even more, his monstrous form, his icy blue skin, he was ashamed of his body. How could you be attracted to him like that?

- I'm done - you turned your face shrinking a little, giving him privacy.

- Thanks - he took the cloak to cover himself again - Sorry for having to see this, I know it's not a pleasant sight.

- Oh no! I - you hesitated, but decided to risk it - I actually think you have a very nice body, in shape... - courage vanished and you preferred to remain silent.

- Really? - he smiled, curious - I was talking about the injury actually, but thanks - he laughed.

An awkward silence stretches through the cavern.

- Well... - your voice echoes when you break - ... We should have a fire, right? It's cold.

Kisame agrees and you prepare what is necessary since you are the one with the fire chakra. You tell him he should rest so he can recover and you take over the watch tonight. He doesn't dispute it, he just lays down, as comfortable as he can on a stone floor, but he doesn't sleep right away, he's actually staring at you. You try to ignore it, it's happened before. You have been a duo for a while now, and a great one at that, you understand each other very well, but you still don't know what that look means. You turn to him, determined to find out.

- What?

- Nothing, I was just thinking.

- In what?

- ... If I kissed you, would you kiss me back?

You froze in your place, once again you were taken by surprise that day, since when did Kisame desire you the same way you desire him?

- Why don't you find out? - You disguised the nervousness in your voice well.

Kisame stood up, a different smile on his lips, mischievous, he knelt on one leg to be at the same height as you sitting, leaned down until he was close enough to feel your anxious breathing, stopped and looked into your eyes, asking permission without saying with words. You leaned towards him and with one hand cupped his face, it was enough for him to understand that he should continue. Kisame's lips were warm, wet, he started slow, you could feel his desire build as the kiss developed, you wrapped your arms around his neck, you wanted him closer, Kisame held tight to your waist, you knew there would be a mark, and when you started to gasp he pulled away from your lips, taking leave with a light bite on the lower one.

- I think I already have my answer - he smiled holding your chin.

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Warring States AU Kaname references & notes

The hirauchi kanzashi with the Senju crest belonged to Hashirama's mother, and he gave it to Kaname when she turned sixteen (the coming-of-age milestone among the Senju), and she wears it frequently.

The Chakra blade katana that Kaname favors as her primary weapon was given to her by her great-grandfather, Uzumaki Ashina, when she was five years old. Like most chakra blades during the WS era, it was originally made for a samurai, but over time found its way into Ashina's (extensive) sword collection, and eventually given to Kaname. Although she doesn't need a chakra blade to use the chakra sabre technique, it does make it much easier, and if she were to lose focus on her chakra control or let go of the sword for a moment, it maintains the integrity of the gathered chakra for up to thirty seconds.

The inro (and the accompanying peony-shaped netsuke) in which she stores medicines such as pain relivers, her contraceptive, and ration pills, ointment for soothing burned, damaged or inflamed skin, as well as a needle and silk thread for stitching up wounds in a pinch, was hand carved for her by Hashirama. One of his hobbies is woodcarving, so have made various little gifts, both practical and otherwise, for his children. (The wooden beads of Kaname's bracelet are also made by him) It's made of wood from his mokuton, so is very durable.

The kunai pouch and the tool pouch will always be carried with her in the field, attached to her sash, and aside from kunai (she favors shorter types of kunai, 20cm or shorter) contains tools such as various shuriken, wire, smoke bombs, premade and adapted seals for various purposes, basic sword maintenance kit of cloth and choji oil. The scroll pouches will be worn depending on which scrolls she's currently in possession of and intend to bring with her.

Kaname's armor is similar in model to that used by Senju Butsuma, and the coat underneath is the same as worn by her mother's clan, but with the sleeves cut shorter. She wears a long-sleeved mail shirt underneath the coat, and mail gaiters covered with wraps. Although her chakra blade is her weapon of choice, she has a backup sword that she carries over her back.

Casual outfit Nr 1. Typically worn during training, or free-time. She usually wears sarashi under this, as its generally associated with physical activity.

Casual outfit Nr 2. Worn for doing general chores, or during free-time. Yukata in the typical ecru color of the Senju, with a soft mame-like pattern (dots) woven into the fabric, a narrow and floral green obi with a glass-bead obidome with a sakura flower pattern. She can wear this with or without sarashi, but is pretty much always worn with a hadajuban (under-layer kimono without a visible collar) because of the light color.

During Kaname's youth, variations of fundoshi is still the most widely used underwear among all. She will also wear sarashi chest binding during physical activity such as training, or when she's wearing her armor. Her cuirass doesn't accommodate her breasts and is more of less flat in its shape, so binding her chest makes it more comfortable, as well as just keeping everything in place when she's moving around. She may also wear sarashi if she's getting really neatly dressed up and needs to flatten her figure. She doesn't enjoy wearing sarashi. It's hot and uncomfortable and hassle to put on and take off, but having her breasts be all over the place is even more of a hassle.

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web of wyrd: what you have to overcome in order to make money and what's destined to bring you physical joy

the number we are focusing on today is based on the SUM OF YOUR DESTINY NUMBER AND YOUR COMFORT ZONE NUMBER - ex: my number is 8 (2 + 6 = 8 (as always, remember to reduce numbers that total more than 22)).

but what does this number mean?

being part of the physical line of the chart this number can tell us about the physical health and appearance of our kidneys, large intestines, adrenal glands, and genitals (everything that the orange chakra - the sacral/svadhisthana chakra governs over). thus it is sort of the pleasure center of the chart. monetarily, this is the number that tells us what we must over come to make the most money that we can in this life time. which sort of makes sense, it is sort of like that psychological "marshmallow test" - children must resist the temptations of a single marshmallow to gain double that.

let's look at some examples

8 - strength

click here for the card description of strength found in a prior wyrd web post.

8s tend to have very healthy kidneys, guts, and genitals. they have pretty stable hormones too. if they don't, they tend to be willing to put everything they have into making them healthy again. they have the power to overcome internal and external issues/troubles. they can be the change they seek in their situation.

8s tend to experience health issues in these physical areas when their self-confidence wavers, they feel like they can't trust themselves, or when they lack faith in the world around them. they feel all around weak - as clique as that sounds. they hate being vulnerable to the outside world - if they have issues in any of these areas they tend to be hesitant to get help though their physical weakness tends to makes them extremely uncomfortable.

8s love comfort items. they tend to spend a lot of money on things that are simple to the outside eye. perhaps it is their garden, quality simple clothing (real cotton blue jeans, real leather boots, etc), their pets, etc. or they could spend money on adrenaline inducing activities - they could just be erratic with spending as well. to overcome the glass-ceiling in their life they must be confident in themselves and pursue a stabilizing career. they must be firm in their approach. they tend to struggle with "hurdles" in the workplace; they doubt their abilities and tend to give up before they even began. they must learn perseverance to gain.

13 - death

in the depiction of rider waite-smith's death card (associated with scorpio), a skeletal figure riding on a white (innocence) horse (freedom and ability to change/move) into the death scene (headed to the right of the card - the future) of a king at sunrise (alludes to the sun card). the skeletal figure is dressed in black (darkness, evil, despair, etc.) armor, swordless (he means no harm), and carrying a flag (he is here to collect his dead - the flag is like his calling card). the image on his flag is a flower with ears of corn on it, illustrating that this is a sort of harvest. a man in gold (materialism - the physical realm) - the bishop - appears to be pleading with death (perhaps the characters can also represent the 5 stages of grief - the bishop faces left (the past) of the card - thus he may symbolize denial or bargaining). while a child (someone who is in the prime of physical change) and a woman (cyclic individual) kneel before death. the sun (rebirth and renewal) rises between two towers (the same towers seen in the moon card - thus it alludes to the moon card) - linking the unconscious and the subconscious mind.

13s tend experience a lot of fluctuations in their health. they might have a hormonal imbalance (seen as weight gain, acne, etc.) or they could see physical changes in their genitals (having a perineal tearing, late life circumcision, etc.). but that doesn't tend to slow them down - in fact, a majority of the individuals are rather accepting of their looks. they understand that health changes with age.

13s tend to experience health issues when they are reliant on products and routines. for examples, they may find that using Advil long term makes them "immune" and they have to change the brand they use or they could find that their skin routine is not as effective long term. they have to frequently switch things up to yield a positive result. they might hold out hope for too long with a process which no longer works for them.

13s enjoy trying new things. they will purchase anything that they have never tried and often don't have a problem with trashing the products they don't like. they must learn to use the products they have mindfully - they have to learn that not everything should/can be thrown away. they need to stop cycles of repurchasing the things they already have. the have to be willing to change their career frequently - they are capable of growing and evolving in roles. they have to learn to cherish what they have for as long as it lasts.

14 - temperance

an angel hovers in the center of rider-waite's temperance card with their eyes shut (vulnerability). one foot is on land and the other is in the water (the physical and the divine - reality and personal experience). they pour water back and forth between two cups - the water appears to flow in both directions; which is impossible - but simply shows the power of the divine to control space and time. their back is turned to the the path of life, the mountains (the hermit was perviously through - the inner work is already done), and the sun (alludes to the sun card).

14s tend to struggle with hormonal imbalance in the way of their emotionally controlled hormones. they struggle to find the time to help themselves. they often plan to see a doctor and it doesn't work out. they tend struggle to keep up with their self-care but their drive is unbeatable - they often work toward their goals tirelessly. they believe they will see change and feel it and it simply manifests.

14s often exhaust themselves - they push too hard in all areas of life and find themselves ill / hurting. instead of forcing a situation they should relax and allow for divine timing and healing to take place; it's okay to close your eyes. doing things in moderation is how these individuals can find healing and healthy habits. avoid extremes at all costs.

14s tend to overindulge in the world around them; they spend too much on all the items in their life - look for deals. they could spend a lot of money on recreational drugs and alcohol too. they need to learn to do things in moderation in order to see financial gains. they also need to be patience - a lot of these placements assume going into (for example) a field like medicine that they will just start making a lot of money but that is not the case. it takes time to reap rewards - be patient.

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[KKIR] All it takes is one stumble

(Posted on AO3)

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By the time Iruka's putting the finishing touches to the training ground, the sun's hanging low in the sky.

Some of his hair's come loose over the day's work, sweat-slick threads of it striking unevenly along his hairline. He wipes his brows with the back of his hand and--oh great, from the gritty feel of it, guess now he has dirt on his face. He huffs in tired amusement and looks over.

The spread of land around him looks as untouched as ever, with only his leftover supplies to give his presence away, along with the pale vest he cast off when he started heating up from the exertion. Once everything's picked up, it'll be like he was never here.

His spine protests with a crack when he draws himself up, the old scar tugging unpleasantly with the motion. He frames his lower back right under the hem of his mesh armor, pulls his shoulders wide open and arches in a stretch.

The relief is such that he groans with it.

"Ah!" A yelp sounds from over the treeline, followed by a thud.

A couple of startled pigeons take flight.

Iruka sighs. He was so very clear, when booking the training ground, to claim it as off limits while he makes use of it. Honestly, it's a wonder anyone even bothers with the schedules.

When he makes his way over, the great Hatake Kakashi, retired Rokudaime, looks up sheepishly at him from a sprawl in the bottom of the pit.

"Yo."

"I--How?!"

"Hazards of the road of life."

"Right."

"There are sirens on it. You know. Creatures of the sea. Very distracting ones."

"I'm sure..."

Apparently quite content to sit in the dirt, Kakashi gives no signs of getting up. Moreso, for a man already at ground-level, he looks strangely unsteady. His torso sways from side to side, like it's tempted to slump even further.

Iruka narrows his eyes. "What the hell did you do to be chakra deprived?"

"Aah, kocho-sensei... Let's take it as a lesson. I am but a humble, living reminder to warn your students against hubris."

"You were pushing the limits of your chakra pool, weren't you?"

"Never had time when I was Hokage. Did you know I can now use close to thirteen chidori ?"

"Make it twelve next time so you're still able to walk back."

At the edge of the pit, Iruka finds a protruding root. He ties a piece of rope to it and throws down the other end.

The softly sloped walls shouldn't be hard to climb back.

"Aaah, about that..."

Iruka groans. "You're hurt, aren't you?"

"Sprained my ankle," Kakashi says cheerfully. "Nice trap, by the way."

"You never should've--It's a trap for pre-genin," Iruka grumbles as he makes his way down.

There aren't a great many dignified ways of picking up a grown-ass man, yet Kakashi plain refuses to settle in a fireman's carry. Even on low chakra reserves, he's serious enough about struggling out of the hold that, short of employing actual force, Iruka has to retreat.

Hands on his hips, Iruka glares down at him, aggrieved. "Really, Kakashi? Nobody will care about your bony ass sticking up!"

"Naive of you to think so." Kakashi holds his arms up. "Come on, sensei, I'm sure you give great piggybacks."

"Oh for the love of--!" Iruka grouses. Yet he still crouches and presents his back to Kakashi.

For someone so worried about appearances, Kakashi clearly doesn't mind the ridiculous fumbling that follows. His legs have to grip Iruka's waist like a baby monkey's to leave Iruka's hands free ro grasp the rope, but they eventually figure it out.

Once they're out, Iruka catches Kakashi's thighs behind the knee and proceeds to make his careful way out of the trap field. It's unlike him to show himself in public looking so underdressed, but needs must. He'll come back for his supplies and vest later.

Kakashi shifts like he's inspecting the field before settling back.

"Nice thing you've got going on, here. Tell me about it," he says from on over, bony chin digging in the top of Iruka's head while he speaks.

Iruka frowns distractedly as he counts his steps before walking around what should be a mild exploding ink tag burried under a thin layer of dirt. "You know about it already."

There's something almost hug-like to the squeeze of Kakashi's arms over his shoulders.

"Hm. But you like talking about it."

Now Iruka's just embarrassed. "You should tell me to stop when I'm prattling at you, you know."

Kakashi sinks deeper against his back, the soft cloth of his mask rubbing gently against Iruka's temple that Kakashi has seen fit to touch his lower jaw to.

"...I'm doing the opposite, if you haven't noticed," he says, voice warm and sleepy.

Iruka sighs again, but this time it's fond. The walk back to the center of Konoha is made to the tale of his hopes for the Academy's new lesson plans and the room they give students for experimentation and discovery and specialization. It's been a longtime project of his, in this time of peace, to transform the ninja Academy into a place of learning instead of the soldier-popping machine it used to aspire to be.

Kakashi gives a few encouraging hums at appropriate times, and a few renewed not-quite-hugs-but-close-enough. Very close enough.

Just before they reach the first building of the village, Iruka gives into the urge to nuzzle Kakashi's arm and gently squeezes his thighs in response. Kakashi's breath stutters.

Then, little by little, he melts against Iruka's back with a sigh of contentment.

*

Sakura looks entirely unimpressed at their sight.

''What's he done now?" she asks, stepping aside to let them in.

Kakashi gives her a lazy wave of acknowledgement and droops into a dead weight across Iruka's back. It's too deliberate not to raise some warning bells.

''I fell head over heels,'' Kakashi drawls, the shape of a smirk sounding his words.

And, well... What a circumvoluted way of coming clear.

Iruka drops him unceremoniously on the couch and begins making meal plans for their evening together.