#genma drabble

[kakeashi]

of all dreams: you ─ songs of love & devotion. ⠀⠀⠀⠀pre-boyfriend!genma, all the heavenly secrets.

PRE-BOYFRIEND!GENMA who admires you in your most banal moments. genma didn’t even realize what he was doing. before he knew it, genma had a smile on his lips, a sparkle in his eyes, a warmth in his heart — all because he was looking at you. it was incredible how your beauty emerged naturally and you didn’t even notice. it was fascinating for genma to see you wrapped in a book or fumbling with your shopping. all your expressions of surprise and words of disdain were engraved in genma’s heart. everything about you, all the good and all the bad, your entire essence and soul were admired by genma — and neither of you realized it.

PRE-BOYFRIEND!GENMA who is always ready to defend your name. he knew, he knew. genma knew perfectly well that you didn’t need someone behind you fighting your battles. but genma couldn’t avoid it. whether you were present or not, when your name was chanted with the negative connotation that stained a person’s heart, genma already had the purification of your soul on his lips. it didn’t matter who it was, what they said or what they intended — genma just couldn’t let your name cling to the world’s malice. he had to purify your name, he had to defend your essence. and proclaiming sonnets, raining words of admiration and pride through his lips, genma made sure to show everyone that you were, in reality, the only person worthy of being respected. ‘i don’t care if you don’t care about what they say. i care. what they say about you affects me and i just have to act. you can’t just expect me to stand idly by when i hear the barbarities they say about you that hurt me.’

PRE-BOYFRIEND!GENMA who likes to make plans with you. for genma, each plan drawn up was equivalent to a promise eager to be long. genma saw in every outing and dinner a new opportunity to be with you, to continue getting to know you, to create new memories that would comfort you on more complicated nights. endless opportunities sprinkled your minds, searching for something new, something different, something worth living. but it was all a farce — you both knew that. it didn’t matter what you were going to do, or when you were going to do it, you both knew perfectly well that any time was worth living — it was enough for the two of you to be together. but the feelings are still being planted and the flowers threaten to bloom in the near future. so, for now, you both lived in the fantasy that it was the future plans that moved your dynamic and not that intense heat that emerged when you were together. ‘i’ll be busy until the weekend, but i think after that we can go to that café. i know you start work early, but i promise to take you home before dark.’

PRE-BOYFRIEND!GENMA who feels extremely sleepy in your company. when this characteristic of genma’s came up as a topic of conversation, he joked and said that his sleepiness was due to the fact that you were a boring person. he was lying, anyone could see it, but what no one could decipher was the real reason why genma felt so sleepy when he was with you. could he have slept badly? his new pills didn’t even make him realize he was sleeping — no. was he more stressed with work? by chance, the various papers that passed through his hands were basic and didn’t require much attention — no. so, what spell did you have to make genma so calm, so sure, so well to the point of wanting to become vulnerable? — yes. that was it. it was you. genma’s safe haven, the certainty of kindness, the proof of love. how was it possible for genma to stay awake when you yourself were a dream? ‘next time i go out with you, i’ll bring a blanket and a pillow. and if i wake up with paint on my face, i swear i’ll get revenge.’

PRE-BOYFRIEND!GENMA who can silence the voices in your mind. genma possessed one of the best gifts a person could have: genma had the gift of words. even if he wanted to, even if he sought, the words that spilled from genma’s lips were wrapped in the most diverse feelings, always managing to envelop the listeners in a colorful bubble of peace. simply peace. genma was able to bring serenity to this world without trying to do so — and when you were his world, he had to calm you down. reassuring words flew gently from genma’s lips to your ears, entering your heart with promises of lasting. genma never cared about time, repetition, or boredom. if he needed to tell you a hundred times that the sky wasn’t dark to haunt you but for you to shine — genma would tell you a hundred and one times. if every morning you needed the courage to face the day — genma was always the first to encourage you. no matter what, or when. whenever you needed genma, he was there. that was genma’s gift: loving you.

PRE-BOYFRIEND!GENMA who keeps your name like a secret. there was no melody more beautiful to genma than your name. every letter was precious. every syllable was sacred. your entire name was religious. whenever genma heard your name, a small fire lit up inside him, warming his heart and framing your face in his soul. whenever genma said your name, the letters danced on his lips, drawing smiles, hiding enthusiasm. your name was a promise, something that only he should know — genma was the only one who should know how your name was capable of illuminating any darkness and celebrating any achievement; genma was the only one who should know how powerful your name was and how you could summon entire galaxies with your pronunciation; genma was the only one who should know how your name was a gift — only he should be the only one to pronounce your name. ‘tell me in what paper should i wrap your name so that it remains eternally silky. tell me which star should i erase to keep the brightness of your letters. tell me, my love, how should i pronounce your name to make it mine.’

PRE-BOYFRIEND!GENMA who confessed to you afraid that you would forget him. genma was yet to meet someone who would remember forever. the time lived, the memories created, the cozy smells, an entire life — there was no one who remembered everything. not promises, not smiles, not names, not people — nothing. that was the nature of a person: to live and forget. and genma forgot. of what? of everything a little and something even more — it wasn’t important. no. what genma forgot could be thrown into the abyss of darkness without any regret. but genma didn’t want to be forgotten. genma didn’t want to be forgotten by you. he wanted to make sure that all your time together was meaningful, that all the memories drawn were works of art, that all the natural scents were the reminder of home, that your entire life was real. and memorable. and forever dear to him. that’s why genma didn’t want to be forgotten and he tried everything to secure his place in your heart. all it took was a shy smile and a few clumsy words and your entire story would forever be written in the oldest constellations of this world. ‘i like you. i like you more than i care to admit, to be true. i don’t know. i feel like what we lived is too precious to be forgotten, so... i just wanted to make sure that... yes. i like you. that’s it.’

[senjutsunade]

~ Of Rats and Reputations ~

Tsunade jolted awake, breath ragged in her throat.

A sound.

Faint. Scrabbling. Sinister.

She was on her feet in an instant, instincts honed by decades of war snapping into place. The office was silent—too silent. Her ears strained against the oppressive stillness.

It couldn’t be. It couldn’t be.

Maybe it was nothing. Just fatigue weaving shadows where none existed.

Minutes ticked by, her body wound tight as a bowstring. Finally, she exhaled sharply and forced herself to relax, grabbing the nearest report with a huff. Dreams. Just dreams.

But then— There it was again.

She froze.

Another sound. Louder. Closer.

No. No. NO.

And then it came—clearer, sharper than before—a sound dragged straight from the black pit of her worst nightmares.

Without hesitation, Tsunade shrieked loud enough to shatter glass and launched herself onto her desk. Important documents fluttered and crumpled under her limbs as she scrambled onto the surface like a panicked cat, wild-eyed and shaking.

The door slammed open a breath later.

Genma and Yugao barreled into the room, weapons drawn, faces fierce and ready to kill.

Assassins? Coup? Treachery?

No.

Something worse.

It was a horror so profound that Tsunade, the Tsunade, Legendary Sannin and Fifth Hokage of the Hidden Leaf, abandoned her precarious perch with another shriek and tackled the nearest shinobi—Genma—clinging to his back with the ferocity of a feral cat.

"GET RID OF IT!!!" she screeched, voice cracking like a teenager at their first Chūnin Exam.

Genma cursed under his breath, deafened. Yugao blinked in astonishment, scanning the room, kunai poised. Enemy? Trap? Genjutsu?

No. Oh, no.

There, under the desk, its beady little eyes glinting in the dim office light—

"A rat?" Yugao uttered in utter astonishment.

A rat.

It was a rat.

Tsunade—the Godaime Hokage, wielder of monstrous strength, breaker of bones—was losing her mind over a rat.

Genma stared. Yugao stared. The rat stared back.

For one glorious, horrified second, no one moved.

And then.

And like a demon summoned from the depths of hell itself, Anko stomped into the office, her trench coat flaring behind her, eyes gleaming with unholy glee.

"Did somebody say rat?" she purred.

Before anyone could stop her, three snakes slithered out from beneath her jacket, their scales glistening and mouths open.

With a single, horrifying chomp, the snakes devoured the rat, leaving nothing but a faint squeak and the ghost of its former sins behind.

Anko grinned, a feral, tooth-bearing grin, and wiped a nonexistent speck of blood from her lip.

"You're welcome," she said cheerfully, turning on her heel and sauntering out the door as if this was just another Tuesday.

Tsunade, still clinging to Genma's back, stared after her in open-mouthed horror.

Yugao just muttered, "I need a drink," and holstered her kunai.

And from his place under the deadweight of a panicking Hokage, Genma thought, I’m never letting her live this down.

Ever.

[pupkashi]

hype

kakashi doesn’t understand how genma can be so smitten with one person, until he meets said person

a/n: hi friends ! thank you sm for this request <3 im thinking of making this into a series if you guys would like that ? let me know what you all think :]

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“-and they changed their hair today! usually they wear it in this one certain style but today they-” kakashi zoned out again, Genma’s all too familiar musings become more and more similar everyday.

“genma do you even talk to them? seems like you just stalk them from afar” the silver haired jonin replies, genma stares at him in shock.

“pft! of course i do!” his chest is puffed out and he’s looking to the side with an angry pout, “i tell them good morning and goodbye” he mutters, kakashi shakes his head.

“i don’t see how one person that you barely even talk to can be so captivating” he mumbles, rolling his eyes as genma gasps, as if you’d insulted his entire bloodline.

“how dare you hatake! y/n is the most amazing person in this village! maybe even the world!” he’s defending you as if you were already married and a life together.

“it’s a silly crush genma! talk about them when you actually make a move” kakashi scoffs, leaving genma alone in the street as he turns to make his way to his apartment.

and so that’s how genma found himself in his current predicament, reciting the words in his brain he’d say to you when you flashed him that bright smile of yours. all he had to do was invite you to dinner! it’s not like it was a straightforward date, some of his other friends would be going. it was a good way to ease into this!

genma is staring much too hard at a tree when he hears your voice from behind him, “i think that one’s an oak tree if that’s why you’re so focused on it” you laugh, smiling when genma turns to face you.

“y/n!” he shrieks, eyes widening before clearing his throat, “good morning! i didn’t even hear you” he smiled nervously and you bump his shoulder.

“you should be glad i didn’t become a shinobi, I’d probably outrank you” your voice is teasing as you wink at him, causing genma to think he was gonna go into cardiac arrest anytime soon.

“pft, as if!” he smiled back, “hey, you busy this afternoon?” he asks, his palms sweating beyond belief as you ponder his question.

“what today friday?” your lips are in a small pout as you think before shaking your head ‘no.’

“do you wanna be?” there’s a glint in his eyes that makes you smile, “depends” you reply, his once faux cocky smirk falling off his face.

“on what?” his voice much weaker than he intended it to come out. genma can’t help but study your features, drinking in how breathtaking you look so early in the morning.

“will you be there?” the question catches him off guard, had you always been this coward with him? was he always too stupid to realize?

“I’ll be the one picking you up” he smiles, beyond ecstatic that you were actually gonna say yes.

“then I’d love to be busy tonight, what’s the occasion?” your eyes are sparkling with excitement when he looks at you, he can’t help but smile widely as he explains.

“we’re having a surprise dinner for Gai! we missed his birthday since he was out on a mission that ran long” he explained, you couldn’t help but smile warmly at genma.

“that’s really sweet of you guys” you reply, “never took you for such a sap genma” you tease, bumping you shoulder into him, smiling as he rolled his eyes, hating the fact that a prominent blush was already on his cheeks.

“yeah, yeah” he grumbled, watching the way your smile turned into a small frown, your brows furrowing.

“hey, what’s wrong?” you’re looking at him with wide worried eyes as you explain to him you have no clue what to get Gai. genma only smiles, shaking his head and reassuring you, “don’t worry, i got him something I’ll just say it’s from both of us.”

Genma can’t help but feel like a proud peacock that afternoon when he’s walking home with kakashi.

“guess who got y/n talking to them for almost an hour this morning” he’s boasting, kakashi ever as uninterested sighs.

“raido?” Genma smacks the silver head jonin upside the head before pointing at himself, the cockiest smile on his face as he shakes his head.

“this guy!” he cheers, practically running circles around his much calmer friend. “and guess who they’re coming to gai’s birthday dinner with?!” he doesn’t give kakashi the chance to speak before cheering once more, “this guy!”

“so I’ll finally meet this ever famous, impossibly perfect y/n?” kakashi asks, genma nodding.

“I’ll see you there! I’ve gotta make sure i look amazing so i can woo them tonight” already taking off in the direction of his apartment. leaving kakashi alone in peace and quiet.

so he was finally gonna get to meet you huh. after who knows how long (it’s only been a month) of genma gushing about your every little move and comment, he was finally gonna see what all the hype surrounding you was. kakashi would never admit he was looking forward to meeting you, especially after the countless times he’s told genma he didn’t care to ever meet you on their almost daily walks home together.

it’s 6:30 when you hear a knock on your door, you’re checking yourself out once more in the mirror before opening the door with a bright smile.

“hey! come in i just have to slip my shoes on real fast” you smile, motioning for genma to walk in.

“you uh- you look great y/n” his face is burning up, only getting hotter when you giggle, asking if you can hold onto his shoulder for support as you slip your shoe on.

“you clean up nicely yourself” you reply, grabbing your bag before turning the light off, genma offering you his arm as the two of you leave.

“I’m not too overdressed am i?” you ask, genma quickly shaking his head, “no of course not!” he assures you, trying his best to not outwardly freak out because you’re so close he can smell your perfume.

the two of you make small talk as you arrive at the restaurant, genma pulling a chair out for you, giving you a charming smile when you thank him.

it wasn’t long before the large table was filled up, only the birthday boy himself another seat left empty. as it turned out you and genma shared many mutual friends, smiling widely and hugging kurenai and asuma when they walked in and saw you. anko practically ran towards you, crushing you in a hug and smiling widely.

“i didn’t know you knew Gai!” she beamed, taking the seat next to you and you shook your head.

“i don’t! but i know genma and he invited me” you smile, “i hope I’m not intruding” you frown, kurenai and anko both replying with a firm ‘no!’

“oh Gai is gonna love you! he better not end up intruding on girls night!” anko frowned and you laughed, shaking your head.

“for all we know he could hate me” you reply, turning your head when you hear genma snicker.

“y/n i don’t think there’s anyone in the world who could hate you” he smiles, leaning a bit closer to you, your face heats up a bit at the proximity, laughing softly before taking a sip of water.

“where the fuck is hatake? surely he wouldn’t be late to the dinner he planned” asuma states, his brows furrowed as he looks around.

genma’s attitude changes as he replies, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms, “that man will be late to his own funeral” he snickers and you can’t help but smile a bit.

you’d seen the famous copy ninja around the village, but with such different lives you’d never actually spoken to him. it was a miracle you were even friends with the amount of shinobi that you were friends with, considering you were just a normal villager.

“I’ve never met him actually” you comment to genma, and he smiled at you reassuringly, “he seems mean but deep down he’s a real nice guy” he says, asuma quickly getting his attention as they talk about something they’d been discussing earlier.

it’s only a couple more minutes when a silver haired man walks in with Gai at his side, his sworn rival talking his ear off.

“surprise!” everyone cheers as Gai notices the group of people at the table, “happy late birthday Gai!” everyone taking their turns hugging the man and handing him a small gift.

“you guys! i cant believe this” he smiles, his eyes tearing up a bit, “this truly is was youth is all about” everyone laughs at his words, ordering food and making small talk.

kakashi notices you immediately, your smile just a soft and bright as genma had described, your hair falling perfectly and framing your face, his breath almost catches in your throat when you laugh and push a strand of hair behind your ear.

it’s the moment that genma introduces you to each other that he realizes he has a very big problem.

“this is y/n! y/n this is kakashi” he’s staring at kakashi with a shot eating grin, one that says ‘told you they were amazing’ and kakashi has to stop himself from smacking him then and there.

“it’s nice to meet you!” you hold out your hand, kakashi taking it and shaking it gently.

“likewise, I’ve heard a lot about you” he smiles, holding back his laughter when genma almost chokes on his own spit.

“all good things i hope!” you giggle, turning to genma with a soft smile, your face flushed.

“of- of course!” he smiles sheepishly, the two you turning back to your meals and continuing to converse with each other.

as everyone is leaving the restaurant kakashi is giving the group signals, one that you don’t understand and are looking to genma to explain.

“there’s a secret after party at gai’s place asuma and i planned” he whispers and you’re nodding along, a smile on your face, “you wanna come?” his cologne is wafting into your nose and you can’t help but nod.

“sure why not” you smile, blushing a bit when genma grabs your hand, pulling you alongside him to catch up with the group.

it didn’t take long for the party to start once you got to the apartment. you laughed as you watched asuma and kurenai sing a terrible duet, genma and raido both downing shots one after the other and anko trailing off for the fifth time about something she’d been wanting to tell you but couldn’t remember what it was.

you glance at the clock and realize how late it had gotten, eyes widening and apologizing to anko that you had to get home.

“oh but you only had a couple shots! you aren’t even buzzed” she slurred, frowning when you hugged her tightly.

“sorry sweets but i have work tomorrow!” you pout, smoothing her hair down before saying goodbye once again and going off to find your date.

you have to hold back laughter when you find genma almost passed out next to Gai and raido, shaking them all a bit to make sure they were still alive.

“genma? I’m gonna head home” you smile and he gets up, wobbling a bit before he throws his arms around you.

“oh don’t leave us y/n! you’re too perfect to leave” he whines, your face flushing at his words, “i can walk you home” he smiles, getting up from his chair and almost slipping, causing you to catch him and help him to the couch.

“i don’t even think you can walk right now” you laugh, bidding him goodbye and letting him know you’ll see him monday.

as you finish your last goodbye’s and wish a much too intoxicated Gai happy birthday once more, you’re heading out the door, a small smile on your face as you close it.

“genma not walking you home?” the deep voice startling you, causing you to shriek a bit, your heart pounding as your eyes land on kakashi.

“god you fucking scared me” you laugh, hand over your heart, “no he’s piss drunk right now” your head shaking.

“I’ll see you around kakashi, take care” you’re smiling at him brightly, waving goodbye. and before he can stop himself he pushes himself off the wall and catches up to you, walking at your pace.

“oh i don’t want to inconvenience you” looking at him with kind eyes, he’s shaking his head at your words.

“ ‘s not an inconvenience, just wanna make sure you get home safe is all” his words make your stomach flutter and you nod, a small ‘okay, thanks’ leaving your lips as you look away, hoping he doesn’t see the blush on your cheeks.

it’s a bit chilly as you continue walking, kakashi noticed the way you’re holding yourself tightly, and within seconds his jacket is resting atop your shoulders.

“oh I’m fine really!” already taking the jacket off, kakashi shakes his head, placing it back on you before speaking up.

“keep it on, i was getting a bit hot anyway” he smiles, you return him a brighter one, tugging his jacket tighter around you, letting yourself drown in his cologne.

“I think it was really nice that you planned the dinner for gai” you speak up after a couple seconds, fiddling with your fingers. kakashi shakes his head at your words.

“it was all of us really” he shrugs and you look at him, a smile on your face when he turns to face you, “what?” there’s a smile creeping onto his lips.

“asuma said you planned the whole thing, give yourself some credit” you nudge him softly, hoping to god it was alright and he wasn’t insanely uptight like how genma painted him out to be.

“or do you have some sort of appearance to uphold” you tease, laughing a bit when the jonin scoffs at you, looking in the opposite direction with his chin up.

“i don’t have any appearances” he denies, turning to face you when he no longer hears your footsteps next to his.

“oh please! the whole village has you painted as ‘the great copy ninja’ so mysterious and dark” your voice a bit lower, as you say his famous nickname, he’s rolling his eyes and chuckling a bit.

“maybe I’m just mysterious and dark” he shrugs, following you when you continue to walk to your apartment.

“are you?” your voice curious as you look at him, trying to read his features as best you could.

“maybe” he replies, watching the way you cross your arms and smile up at him. his hearts beating a bit faster, feeling insecure under the scrutiny of your eyes. why did he care so much?

“you aren’t” you reply, shrugging your shoulders as you both continue to walk. kakashi’s eyes go wide and his brows are furrowed, his mouth open at your statement.

“you don’t even know me! how would you know?” he’s a bit defensive as you brush his off easily, looking at him with a warm smile that has his stomach doing flips.

“please! you plan out birthday dinners for you best friend, you walk someone home you don’t know and give them your jacket, you have actual friends that care about you and love you” you list off, “and you’ve been talking to me this whole time, dark and mysterious people would just say something vague and look off into the moonlight” you giggle.

“you sure you’re not a shinobi?” the question makes you laugh, waving him off before turning into the street when your apartment is.

“thank you for walking me, i felt much safer with the dark and mysterious copy ninja as my personal guard” you smile, kakashi returns it gracefully, a deep chuckle leaving his mouth.

“it’s my job to protect this village” he says, his voice raspy as he looks up at the sky, searching for the moon.

“new moon tonight” you mumble, kakashi’s shoulders falling a bit, “guess you weren’t meant to be dark and mysterious” you laugh, kakashi laughing alongside you.

“I’ll uh- see you around?” he asks and you nod, starting to shrug his jacket off before he stops you, placing his hand on top of yours. he’s caught off guard by his own actions, clearing his throat and composing himself when he he looks into your eyes.

“you can hold onto it, don’t want you to get cold walking up the stairs” he winces a bit at his terrible choice of words but you don’t seem to care.

“ever the gentleman” you giggle, holding the jacket close to you, “goodnight kakashi” you smile, biting your lip as you turn around and head up the stairs, waving goodbye before you open the door to your apartment, letting out shrieks and giggles when you throw yourself on your bed.

he doesn’t leave until you’re closing the door behind you, a smile on his face as he walks back to gai’s apartment. he’s smiling widely and kicking a rock, a slight blush on his face as he replays the conversation the two of you had.

it’s not until he reaches the apartment and his eyes land on genma that his world is crumbling around him. he can’t like you, not when his friend had been pining after you for a month.

he tries his best to forget about you, he really does, but it seems fate had other plans when you quite literally run into him only two days later, his jacket hanging off your shoulders.

[cebwrites]

cheap booze

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Teenagers will do dumb teenage things. They have from time immemorial and will continue to in the far, far future.

So all things considered, Genma isn't surprised when he finds his baby brother sneaking a few cans home to drink with his team mates while Hyou and Takashi are away. Caught the smell of cheap beer long before he heard Shisui's loud, intoxicated laughter on the veranda.

Curly in question was just teasing Rio for smoking and drinking despite being the team's resident medic as Genma appeared before anyone could even think of trying to hide their crimes, right after Rio told Shisui to fuck off.

Not that they'd have a chance in HELL of convincing him that this wasn't what it looked like.

Frankly Genma wasn't even mad that they were drinking at all, it was the fact that he thought they were smarter than to do it unsupervised. Boys will be boys and all that, though. He turned to his baby brother in question to start off the oncoming lecture - suspiciously quiet through Shisui's sputtering and Rio's sheepish muttered apology.

The question of what he had to say for himself slowly withered in Genma's throat when Tae came into full view; curled into himself against a pillar, swirling around the contents of a can he'd been sipping idly from the entire time. Tae's gaze didn't meet his brother's through the tears when he asked if just maybe he could learn how to act a little more normal, maybe then his father wouldn't go out of his way to avoid him, making a note about how this brand was one Jiraiya would always skip for the low alcohol content.

Genma was still mad, frustrated even, they'd all get the proper chewing out they deserved for being dumb irresponsible kids. But comfort took precedence right now that everyone was mostly sobered up from this confession.

Tae still doesn't like the way cheap booze makes him feel. Rio doesn't serve it at their bar.

And he'd be reticent to say, but from then on Genma never fully could hide his distaste when the Toad Sage was mentioned or present, the image of his normally perfectly reserved baby brother sobbing open, drunken tears into his shoulder that night bubbling just underneath the surface.

Genma counts himself lucky that Tsunade was elected Hokage instead. He doesn't think he'd be able to keep an impassive farce if he was tasked with guarding Jiraiya constantly.

He'd served as a tokujō for the Kage since Minato, but the prospect of having to bite his tongue constantly for the sake of his job made him consider quitting.

[chococara2005]

Last Friday Night Part One

Ranma groaned as she picked herself off the ground, one hand holding her aching head the other helping her balance herself against the wall...well the wall that should have been there, she comically slipped through the hole in the dojo wall...wait there's a hole in the dojo wall...

" OH FUCK!!! THERE"S A HOLE IN THE DOJO WALL!!! AKI!!! AKI!!! AKIHIRO!!! WAKE THE HELL UP!!! OH GOD WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT!?

Ranma's hot tempered and emotional but kindhearted and strong fiancé groaned as he woozily sat up, and waited for the room to stop spinning as Ranma ran up to him and forced him to his feet, but not before taking in their appearances, Aki was wearing nothing but his underpants and Ranma was wearing a pair of panties and one of Aki's shirts, both were covered in bite marks, scratches, and bruises

"...Oh...right...everyone went out for the weekend...and we were busy...exploring each other...and everything else was a blur from there" Aki muttered as he blushed looking at Ranma's appearance and she blushed back before he realized that there wasn't just a hole in the dojo wall...but several holes, including some in the ceiling, the floor was broken and dented, cinderblock bits were scattered all over

All in all, it looked like a tornado blew through the Tendo Dojo...and the trail of destruction trailed out of the dojo and into the living area, the two lovers turned pale as both of them walked to examine the rest of the damage...and it was even worse than they imagined, the living was trashed with broken walls, broken glass from the smashed T.V., the kitchen was even worse with broken plates and bowls, food stains all over the walls and counters and the ceiling, and a clearly destroyed stove and fridge, the garden was the least damaged with only some patches of grass missing and the bedrooms and bathrooms were basically untouched

"...Kasumi's going to be SO UPSET once she sees what we've done to the place...she's going to be so disappointed in us" Aki said with tears in his eyes

"We can just tell her...this was an accident?" Ranma said with a nervous grin, Aki the looked back at her in disbelieve then anger

"...An accident...AN ACCIDENT RANMA!? AN ACCIDENT IS US SPARING OUTSIDE AND ONLY BREAKING ONE WALL IF ONE OF US SENDS THE OTHER FLYING!!! AN ACCIDENT IF ONE OF OUR MANY NOW FORMER SUITORS COMES IN AND STARTS CHAOS FOR ONE OF US AND ITS NOT OUR FAULT IF THEY BREAK THINGS!!! THIS IS NOT AN ACCIDENT YOU DUMB TOMBOY!!!

" DON'T YELL AT ME CRYBABY!!! THIS WAS AN ACCIDENT!!! AND IF WE SHOW OUR REMORSE HOPEFULLY MY PARENTS AND YOUR SISTER AND FATHER WON'T PUNISH US BADLY!!! AND BESIDES YOU OWN THE DOJO SO WE CAN BREAK IT NO PROBLEM RIGHT?

"That's the thing...I only own the dojo which is my inheritance, not the house It's under my dad's name until we get married...which won't be happening for a while, and we're 19 and should know better than to cause all this damage which is going to need a small fortune to pay off" Aki hissed "How did all of this happen anyway? Not even we could do this at our worst...someone must have had to help us do this?

" Aki...I found the helper and its name is Sake" Ranma said while holding the empty bottle, it then came back to her, and she talked him into drinking some of Genma's booze and then they had an all-out Anything Goes Martial Arts Fight that lasted till morning

"Of course...why did I let you talk me into doing that...this is all your fault Ranma" Aki said but with no real bite or anger while sitting on the floor

" So we just going to ignore the part when you willingly took half the bottle with me because you said I would never take you seriously in a fight sober and then I drank some because you knew I don't back down from challenges, then this happened" Ranma quipped while leaning against his back

"Yup"

They both laugh for a bit before they heard footsteps and talking coming in from the door and they both quickly realized they were screwed

"....Ranma you gotta plan?"

"Of course my dear fiance"

"Okay what is it?"

" The Saotome Secret Technique"

"And how does that help our situation?"

They both heard gasps from 5 other people who just walked in to see the destruction

"IF WE RUN FAST ENOUGH AND LONG ENOUGH HOPEFULLY THEY'LL BURN MOST OF THEIR ANGER, CRYBABY, BEFORE THE SHOCK WEARS OFF LETS GO!!!"

The couple sped past the rest of their families and out the door into Nerima, Soun began to sob at the destruction, Genma was mad and started yelling and cursing, Nabiki began counting the repair bills for the damages and getting madder with the number rising and Nodoka and Kasumi were quiet, before Kasumi in a low, serene but threatening voice

Father, Aunty Nodoka, Uncle Genma...can you go and find Ranma and Akihiro...it seems like they had a little too much fun this weekend and we should find out how they did all this...

And so our story begins

[v-4-mpmistress]

Let's talk about Requests.

Still open-June 2025

1. It can be character x reader content (SFW or NSFW)(Headcanons or scenarios)

2. It can be canon or fanon couples content (SFW or NSFW)

3. It can be canon or fanon family fluff content

4. It can be a drawing, but i would take more time (any character, SFW (for the moment)).

5. It can be drabbles about the reader in a scenario with other characters or the characters alone but its not x anyone

Angst, fluff, smut, whatever you people want.

(If you don't see one of the couples or characters you want on the list, you can ask about them)

I can write about the next fandoms:

Arcane

Character x reader content:

Viktor

Jayce

Ekko

Vander

Fanon/canon couples:

TimeBomb

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Naruto:

character x reader content

Any character you want except Boruto characters.

(Yes, it can be Genma, Raido, Ibiki, etc. even if they are forgotten)

Fanon/canon couples:

Jiraiya/Tsunade

Neji/Tenten

Naruto/Hinata

Ino/Kiba

Kiba/Kankuro

Izumo/Kotetsu

Gaara/Rock Lee

Drabbles (angst or fluff but not x reader or anyone)

Anko Mitarashi

Ibiki Morino

Inuzuka family in general (Tsume, Hana, Kiba, etc.)

Nara family in general (Yoshino, Shikaku, Shikamaru, Ensui, etc.)

Aburame family in general (Shino, Shibi, Muta, Torune, etc.)

Yamanaka family in general (Inoichi, Fu, Ino, etc.)

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Demon Slayer

character x reader content

Uzui Tengen (and Makio, Suma, Hinatsuru)

Kyojuro Rengoku

Tanjiro Kamado

Inosuke Hashibira

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Gyuu Tomioka

Haganezuka

Harry Potter

character x reader content

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Lee Jordan

Marcus Flint

Fanon/canon couples:

Ron/Hermione

George/Angelina

Drabbles (angst or fluff but not x reader or anyone)

Weasley Family in general

The golden trio

The marauders

Malfoy family

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Marvel

character x reader content

Stephen Strange

Loki

Thor

Wong

Spiderman (any spiderman from any spiderverse, any peter parker, hobbie, pav, miles, etc.)

Drabbles (angst or fluff but not x reader or anyone)

Black widow reader

Asgardian reader (or goddess/god, it can be greek, aztec, etc.)

Deadpool/X-men reader

Miguel O'hara's daughter

Tony Stark's daughter

Tlalocan stuff

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DC comics

character x reader content

Roy Harper

Wally West

Beast Boy

Constantine

Aqualad

Fanon/canon couples:

Batcat

Beast boy/Raven

Starfire/Grayson

Oliver/Dinah

Zatanna/Constantine

Clark/Lois

Harley/Ivy

Drabbles (angst or fluff but not x reader or anyone)

Batfamily (any character or self insert)

Teen titans

Temiscira

Roy and Lian

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Others:

Sherlock Holmes x reader (any Sherlock)

Prince Caspian x reader

Benedict Bridgerton x reader

Aizawa Shota x reader

Yuri plisetsky x reader

Obi Wan Kenobi x reader

Spike x reader (btvs)

Zuko x reader

Hunter Sylvester x reader

Rodrick Heffley x reader

King/Diane

Tecna/Timmy

Addams family stuff.

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If you want, you can give me info on your oc's, and i can try and write the scenario you want to be more specific.

[dark-elf-writes]

A Hot for Teacher drabble? In this economy? More likely than you think.

I was reading through HFT and found a post about genma finding naru lost in the grocery store and it possessed me

Genma Shiranui was pretty sure the brightly colored package in his hand wasn’t actually food despite its many claims otherwise.

A glance through the ingredient list found nothing recognizable as something that came from nature, and he had major doubts that anything in that shade of orange the “food” was depicted as on the front was truly edible. He tossed it in the basket with his stack of instant ramen and energy drinks and swore to Guy’s ghost (not that he was dead, but speaking to his friend’s metaphorical spirit was far less exhausting than the enthusiastic lecture on nutrition he would get in person) that he would at least grab a premade salad before he left. He had just moved down to the next probably inedible and brightly colored package of junk food screaming for his attention when he heard the sniffle.

Genma frowned, looking at the package his hand was hovering over for a heartbeat too long before realizing the sound had come from below him. 

(He was still getting used to the whole “friends with single dads” thing. A part of him still wanted to look around for a responsible adult for himself, so the idea of being the responsible adult for someone else was a special kind of horrifying. That said, Genma showed up every time Guy or Kakashi needed a sitter even if the first time he had to look up how the hell he was supposed to change a diaper.)

The sight of familiar blue eyes, if bloodshot and rimmed with red from the tears that were pouring down the poor kid’s cheeks, was all Genma registered before a little body hit him with the force of a truck. His bad arm flew back to catch himself on the shelf, sending a painful twinge through his shoulder, while his good arm pulled his basket out of the way before a little head could slam into it.

“Naruto?” He managed through the pain as his brain finally caught up with who exactly the tiny bowling ball attached to his legs was. “Hey, buddy, what’s wrong? Where’s your dad?” That was, apparently, the wrong thing to ask as Naruto immediately burst into loud, body-shaking sobs.

Genma was an ex-soldier. He had stood calm under fire. He had taken a bullet and still dragged his battle buddy to safety before passing out from blood loss. 

He had a full two second panic when faced with a crying toddler.

Wrenching his panicking thoughts under control with an iron grip, Genma shifted the two of them until he was kneeling in front of Naruto, abandoning his basket to pet wild blond hair and whispering soft assurances as the poor kid cried. It took a couple minutes and a few repetitions to understand the word Naruto gasped out between sobs, but Genma eventually got the gist of it by the time Naruto had calmed enough that his sobs were more hiccups. 

Naruto had said he was too big for the cart, so Kakashi had allowed him to walk next to him while they shopped. Only Naruto had seen something that sparked his interest and wandered off, and by the time he remembered he had broken his promise to stay by his dad he didn’t know where in the store he was. Naruto had been looking for his dad when he had seen Genma and knew he would help.

Genma smiled and ruffled Naruto’s hair. “I’m glad you found me, kiddo. Now the two of us can find your dad, yeah?”

Fat little fists rubbed at those teary blue eyes so hard that Genma gently pulled them away for fear the kid would do some damage. “What if he’s mad?”

“Mad?” Genma asked, running gentle fingers under Naruto’s eyes to wipe away more stray tears before Naruto could start rubbing again. “Nah, he’s not gonna be mad. He’s too much of a worry wart for that.”

Naruto sniffed, and Genma mentally cursed himself for not carrying tissues as the kid ripped his nose on his orange sleeve. Some Uncle he was. “Promise?”

“I swear it, kiddo. Now c’mon, let’s find your dad.”

Genma shifted his basket to his bad arm before lifting Naruto up, settling him on his hip as he straightened from his crouch. Any discomfort from the weight on his arm was well worth it when Naruto rested his head on his shoulder. Even the thought of the toddler snot that was certainly getting wiped off on him didn’t bother him when Naruto let out a sniffly little giggle when Genma bounced him up into a more comfortable position.

It wasn’t the most comfortable carrying a still upset child in one arm while the other screamed in protest under the weight of the pitiful collection of junk that was Genma’s groceries, but Genma had been in far more uncomfortable situations. Being shot had a way of forcing perspective like that. 

In the end it wasn’t hard to find Kakashi. He was tearing up the main aisle like a madman head whipping left and right as he scanned the aisles. It probably would have been funny if he couldn’t see the near panic in his friend’s eye.

“Yo! Kash!”

Kakashi’s head snapped to him so fast Genma felt a twinge of sympathy in his own neck. He barely had the time to see one dark eye widen in recognition before his friend was there, abandoned cart slamming into a shelf hard enough to make the entire thing shutter at the force in his desperation, all but snatching Naruto from his arms and burying his face in wild blond hair. Naruto, whose tears had restarted the moment he caught sight of his dad, clung to Kakashi’s shirt and wailed into the dark fabric. 

The sound had attracted the eyes of the few people shopping at this hour, but a flash of a smile that was anything but friendly and a few pointed glares from Genma convinced their audience to suddenly find the nutritional facts of whatever was in their hand very interesting for the conceivable future. It was a bit harder wrangling Kakashi and Naruto down one of the side aisles, but Genma managed it. Saving the abandoned cart was far easier and had the added benefit of letting Genma put his own basket down as he steered with one hand. 

Once he had all three of them tucked into the most private space he could manage in the store he turned to his friend, frowning when he caught the rapid rise and fall of Kakashi’s shoulders and white-knuckled grip he had on Naruto’s jacket.

“Hey man,” Genma paused a few feet away when he saw Kakashi’s arms tighten. Right. Grounding first and comfort later. “You’re good. The kid is good too. He’s super smart, you know. Went straight to a safe adult and asked for help. Nearly scared me half to death when I saw him there, but he was real brave. I promised him as much junk food as he wanted before bedtime, so that’s probably not the best but I would argue that’s my right as honorary favorite uncle.”

Kakashi’s snort was more than a little harsh (and wet. Ugh, Genma didn't want to think what that was like with the mask) but his death grip on Naruto’s jacket loosened a little and he managed to pull back enough to glance up at Genma through his silver bangs. 

“Guy’s his favorite uncle.”

“Bullshi- cra- poop. Bull poop. Lee is his favorite cousin, and Guy is the person that makes Lee appear, that’s all.”

“Bullshit.”

“Hey! Little ears or some shit! Wait, fuck. I mean–!”

Kakashi’s huffed laugh was a welcome sound. Naruto’s muffled little giggle was even more so. Genma was batting a thousand here. “So, anyway, Favorite Uncle Genma declares that tonight is movie night complete with all the junk food we can eat without barfing. Don’t even try to argue. I know damn well you don't have anything planned for tomorrow, so all three of us are staying up past bedtime and bonding.” 

It was surprisingly easy to corral Kakashi and Naruto out of the store. Kakashi hadn’t even protested when Genma had paid for all the groceries himself, which might have been because he was far too busy glaring at anyone who looked at Naruto too long like an overgrown guard dog. He also didn’t argue when Genma snagged his keys and shoved him into the passenger side after buckling Naruto into his car seat which was a mercy considering lifting Naruto up into his seat and transferring the groceries into the back had done Genma’s shoulder no favors. He’d make Kakashi drive him back to his car in the morning… or text Hayate and bribe him into using the spare key to get it home.

Thankfully, Genma was around enough that Kakashi’s pack didn’t jump him immediately after he shouldered through the door with both sets of groceries hanging off his good arm. Even better Genma actually remembered where Kakashi kept the laminated paper with all of the dogs’ dinner needs so he managed to get all eight of them fed and watered correctly without having to break up the tangled mass that was Kakashi and Naruto on the couch. 

Eventually all three of them were situated on Kakashi’s singular couch (god he and Guy needed to see about getting the poor bastard more furniture that wasn't child-sized or a dog bed) with varying bowls and packages of candies, cookies, and the mystery orange monstrosity Genma had picked up at the store that Naruto loudly claimed as his favorite spread around them. There was even an age-appropriate movie droning on in the background that they all paid half attention to while hunting for their preferred snack. Sure, the amount of sugar and god knew what else all three of them were eating could hardly be considered a balanced dinner, but Genma was content in the knowledge that all three of them were fed without bloodshed or any more tears. 

He was killing this whole Uncle thing.

Naruto had dropped into sleep, snoring away from his spot sprawled across both of them, when Kakashi reached one arm behind the couch and flicked something light and flat over Genma’s head. It took some shifting to free his good arm enough to peel what turned out to be a heating pad off of his face.

“You fucked up your arm,” Kakashi accused.

“A bullet fucked up my arm. I just irritated it.”

That earned him a rude gesture which was rather merciful considering Kakashi’s usual gruff sort of love. Maybe Genma should let himself be a kid mattress more often. “Well you’re damn good at it, bastard.”

Genma laughed, stilling when Naruto shifted on top of him. When he was sure his living blanket was still out he shot Kakashi a smirk. “I’m good at a lot of things, I’ll have you know.”

Kakashi’s face did something complicated. “You are. Better than me.”

Suddenly Genma wasn’t so sure they were talking about being annoying anymore. He nudged Kakashi with his socked toes and narrowed his eyes at him. “You’re a good dad, Kash. I’ll fight anyone who says otherwise.”

“Even me?” Kakashi asked with a pointed look at Genma’s bad shoulder.

“I never said that I’d win the fight.” That earned him a snort, which Genma took as a win. “Seriously, Kakashi, what you’re doing is fucking hard. I can barely manage to take care of myself most days, much less a living breathing human being. Even if it wasn’t just you it would be hard. Everyone talks about how hard it is, that’s why they have those mommy groups and shit so you can drink wine and talk about how hard it is.”

“Actually they’re more–”

“See? You know! You give a fuck about your kid enough to know! This doesn’t make you a bad dad. Fuck, my old man forgot me at the store twice when I was Naruto’s age. Shit happens, and you’re the kind of smart that will figure out the leash the first time instead of the second.”

Kakashi’s kick was far gentler than it would have normally been either because the cold blooded bastard had finally grown a heart or because of the toddler still using Genma as a futon… probably the toddler. “Make all the dog jokes about me you want, but leave the kid out of it.”

Genma blinked. “I wasn’t!”

“Leash?” Kakashi pointed out with an unimpressed eyebrow.

“I was serious, asshole! They make like backpacks with fucking leashes or some shit. Better than the bracelet I had to–” Genma broke off as a thought occurred to him. Wait, hold on, you mean I was a leash kid, and Hatake ‘Dog Food Isn’t That Bad’ Kakashi wasn’t?”

Despite being friends with Kakashi for years, Genma still wasn’t entirely sure how the bastard managed to smirk with the mask hiding his mouth. What he was sure about was that it was fucking annoying to have aimed at him.

(Genma ignored the slight feeling of relief in his chest that Kakashi was back to his usual bastard self.)

“That explains so much about you.”

“Fuck off, you didn’t even know leash kids were a thing before now!”

“And yet so many burning questions about Shiranui Genma have been answered in one fell swoop!”

The renewed ache in Genma’s arm was well worth the sight of the orange monstrosity of a snack he had picked up at the store bouncing off of the skin between Kakashi’s eyes, and onto the floor. At least it was until the two of them scrambled to get out from under Naruto and to the mystery snack before one of the dogs could snatch it. 

(A few days later Genma showed up at Kakashi’s door proudly showing off the orange fox harness backpack much to Naruto’s delight, firmly solidifying himself in the position of favorite uncle.)

[sufferthesea]

sufferthesea Writing Masterlist

Current as of January 2025

Flash Fiction Friday Masterlist (To Be Added)

The Raven Cycle

Alveary (Gansey) - Oneshot

Dendriform (Blue and Artemus) - Oneshot

The Haunting of Bly Manor

Weirdward - Oneshot

DBH

Fatiguée (Hank x Reader) - French-language fic

Naruto

Kakashi Week 2017 Masterlist

Team 7 as Greek Gods - Headcanons

Kakashi and Iruka Getting a Potato in the Mail - Headcanons

Rin Survives & Keeps Isobu - Headcanons

Genma as a Squad Leader - Headcanons

How Genma Would Celebrate His S/O's Birthday (Genma x Reader) - Headcanons

Zabuza Raising Haku - Headcanons

Kisame Finding Out Someone Has a Crush on Him - Headcanons

Akatsuki and Their Opinion On/Favorite Pop Punk Bands - Headcanons

Konan Taking Care of a Sick S/O - Headcanons

Relationships with Yamato, Shino, and Sasori (Yamato x Reader, Shino x Reader, Sasori x Reader) - Headcanons, No poly

First Realizing They Love Their S/O (Kiba x Reader, Shino x Reader, Iruka x Reader) - Headcanons, No poly

Kiba and Iruka Handling Awkward Situations - Headcanons

Yamato, Kakashi, and Sasori Meeting Their Childhood Crush/Friend Again (Yamato x Reader, Kakashi x Reader, Sasori x Reader) - Headcanons, No poly

Kakashi, Iruka, and Kiba Post-Sex Headcanons (Kakashi x Reader, Iruka x Reader, Kiba x Reader) - Headcanons, NSFW, No poly

Kakashi, Iruka, and Guy Getting Love Notes From an Admirer (Kakashi x Reader, Iruka x Reader, Guy x Reader) - Headcanons, No poly

Kakashi with Twins (Dad!Kakashi) - Headcanons

Shikamaru Returning to Civilian S/O (Shikamaru x Reader) - Headcanons, Whump

Konoha Kunoichi as Study Buddy Partners - Headcanons

The Best Birthday Gifts are a Surprise (Genma x Reader) - Oneshot, Prequel to "The Best First Date Ever"

The Best First Date Ever - Considering It's Flu Season (Genma x Reader) - Oneshot, Sick fic, Sequel to "The Best Birthday Gifts"

When the World Was at War, We Kept Dancing (Genma x Civilian!Reader) - Chapter One, Post-War

When the World Was at War, We Kept Dancing (Genma x Civilian!Reader) - Chapter Two, Post-War

Pink Peonies Pt. 1/5 (Kakashi x Reader) - Fic, Chapter One

Pink Peonies Pt. 2/5 (Kakashi x Reader) - Fic, Chapter Two

Pink Peonies Pt. 3/5 (Kakashi x Reader) - Fic, Chapter Three

Pink Peonies Pt. 4/5 (Kakashi x Reader) - Fic, Chapter Four

Pink Peonies Pt. 5/5 (Kakashi x Reader) - Fic, Chapter Five, Includes art

Young Blood (Anbu!Yamato) - Oneshot - TW: Gore, Violence, Blood, Death. Includes art

Tsunade, the Childless Mother (Tsunade & Kakashi) - Oneshot - TW: Gore, Violence, Blood, Death, Suicide

Found Family (Reincarnation!AU Kakashi, Yamato, Sakumo) - Oneshot - Includes art

A Compliment for Brown Eyes (KakaIru) - Oneshot

Cheapskate (Kakashi) - Oneshot

Hardly Working (KoteIzu) - Oneshot

Nightmares (Dad!Iruka & Son!Naruto) - Oneshot - TW: Death mention

Thanksgrieving (Sakumo x Reader, Toddler!Kakashi, Stepparent!Reader) - Oneshot - TW: Death mention, grief

Like Father, Like Son (Sakumo & Kakashi) - Oneshot

Playing Pretend (Sakumo & Toddler!Kakashi) - Oneshot, Fluff

Puppy Love (Kakashi & Dogs) - Oneshot, Fluff

The One Where It's Kakashi's Birthday (Kakashi x Reader) - Oneshot, Fluff

Iacta Alea Est (Kakashi & Uchihas) - Oneshot, Angst

The Death of a Seamstress (aka 8 Ninken Jackets and Kakashi Assumes Too Much) (Kakashi) - Oneshot

What the Eye Sees (Kakashi) - Oneshot, TW: Scars, past abuse, dissociation, Includes art

Coffins (Yamato) - Oneshot, TW: Death mention, past abuse

Art Class (Modern!SasoDei) - Oneshot

Sappy DeiAnna Drabble (Deidara x Tumblr Friend) - Oneshot

Double Date Disaster (Deidara x Tumblr Friend, Obito x Me) - Oneshot

FireImp!AU MadaStarry Drabble (Madara x Tumblr Friend) - Oneshot

Akatsuki!RockLee - Comic and Ficlet

Puppet Pt. 1/4 (ShikaSaku) - Comic - TW: Gore, Violence, Blood, Death

Puppet Pt. 2/4 (ShikaSaku) - Comic - TW: Gore, Violence, Blood, Death

Puppet Pt. 3/4 (ShikaSaku) - Comic, TW: Gore, Violence, Blood, Death

Puppet Pt. 4/4 (ShikaSaku) - Comic and End Ficlet - TW: Gore, Violence, Blood, Death

The Confession (Obeeto Confession Comic #1) Pt. 1/3 - Comic, Obito x Me

The Confession (Obeeto Confession Comic #2) Pt. 2/3 - Comic, Obito x Me

The Confession (Obeeto Confession Comic #3) Pt. 3/3 - Comic, Obito x Me

Long Overdue and Much Deserved (Obeeto Confession Comic #2) Pt. 1/2 - Comic, Obito x Me

Long Overdue and Much Deserved (Obeeto Confession Comic #2) Pt. 2/2 - Comic, Obito x Me

Harry Potter x Naruto Crossover (Remus Lupin & Kiba) - Tumblr exchange

Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit

Sunlight (Galadriel x Celeborn) - Oneshot

Ben Mendelsohn

Nolan Sorrento x Reader Birthday - Headcanons

Dating/Surprise Birthday Party (Danny Rayburn x Reader) - Headcanons

Raul Esparza

I Became an ADA and All I Got Was Drugged at a Party - Oneshot, Crack fic, Law & Order: SVU, TW - Drugs, alcohol, nonconsensual substance use, comedic violence/death mention

Harry Potter

Harry Potter x Naruto Crossover (Remus Lupin & Kiba) - Tumblr exchange

[thunder-nami]

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[acnproject]

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🔥Shipp: GenTen (Genma e Tenten) 🔥 Autor: @UzumakiKen 🔥Tema: Amanhecer

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[senjutsunade]

~ Hokage Hair Heist ~

Note: Whose bright idea was it to leave me alone with @whotookmysenbon, unsupervised? That too at 5 fucking am? Nothing beats the creativity that insomnia breeds.

“Shiranui, if you don’t shut up about my damn hair, I’m going to shave yours off in your sleep.”

Tsunade’s warning should have been enough. Should have. But Genma, insufferable as he was, only grinned around the senbon in his mouth like a man untouched by fear.

“C’mon, hokage-sama, you’ve got so much of it,” he wheedled, fingers already twitching like he was seconds away from diving in without permission. “It’s wasted potential! All that golden silk, and what do you do? Sad pigtails?”

Tsunade pinched the bridge of her nose. She could feel the headache blooming. “Fine. Fine. If it’ll make you shut up, you can do whatever elaborate nonsense you’re thinking of. But if I don’t like it, I’ll throw you through the damn window.”

And that was how she found herself in this situation.

Genma, perched on the back of her chair like a goddamn vulture, fingers weaving through her hair with the kind of intensity usually reserved for life-or-death sealwork. He was too big to be sitting there, all long limbs and loose-limbed balance, and if it weren’t for the subtle grip of chakra keeping them both upright, the chair would have toppled ages ago.

Across from her, Ibiki stared. Not in shock. Not in judgment. Just… stared. His expression as blank as a freshly cleaned interrogation room.

“Are you even listening?” he asked flatly.

“I am capable of multitasking, Morino,” she drawled, lips curving just enough to be insufferable.

Ibiki, unimpressed, flicked his gaze to Genma. “And what exactly is this?”

“Art,” Genma replied solemnly, as if he weren’t currently threading intricate braids through the Hokage’s hair like some overgrown salon enthusiast.

“Art,” Ibiki repeated, voice so devoid of inflection that Yugao—half-hidden in the corner—let out a muffled snort.

Genma, undeterred, continued weaving. “I was thinking Daenerys-level intricacy—”

“Who?” Ibiki’s brow twitched.

“From Jiraiya-sama’s Game of Houses and Dragons series,” Yugao helpfully supplied, grinning when Tsunade groaned. “He’s obsessed.”

“It’s good worldbuilding!”

Ibiki inhaled deeply, as if reconsidering every decision that had brought him to this exact moment. “Fine. Whatever. Do what you want. But at least make it even.”

Genma paused. “It is even.”

“It’s not.”

“It is.”

Ibiki reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a small, compact mirror, and slid it across the desk.

Tsunade—who had been perfectly content to let this ridiculous affair run its course without looking—glanced at her reflection.

And scowled.

One side was a masterpiece. Twists, loops, braids so precise they looked almost ornamental. The other? An afterthought. Haphazard and off-center.

“Genma,” she ground out.

“Uh—”

“I look like someone styled me mid-battle.”

Genma squinted. “Okay, but like… in a hot way?”

Yugao howled.

Ibiki exhaled slowly, looking for all the world like a man questioning his entire career.

Tsunade cracked her knuckles.

Genma swallowed.

“Fix it,” she said sweetly, before the chair tilted just enough to remind him how precarious his perch really was.

“Yep! On it!” Genma hastily corrected his mistake, fingers moving faster than a seasoned combat medic under pressure.

Tsunade sighed, closing her eyes.

This was her life.

And it was never going to be normal.

[saetoru]

Pls tell us we will get some Genma goodness after Kakashi 🥺 genma is so damn hot, i wanna be that toothpick in his mouth

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇 | 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐈 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀.

“what is it?” genma smirks at you, raising a brow at the way you huff. there’s a haughty little grin that tugs at his lips the more you shuffle away from him, and with a low chuckle, he inches closer and closes the widening gap. “c’mon, baby, use your words,” he coos.

you’re sick and tired of genma and his little games, you’ve had just about as much as any normal person can take of his twisted little ways of teasing you. but you decide this is too much. with another huff, you shrug his arm off of your shoulders, angling your body to twist away from him.

it doesn’t do anything besides make him all the more amused, and it’s evident with the boyish laugh he lets out. your heart hammers and your stomach feels weightless at the sound, but you ignore it.

“go away, genma,” you say firmly. “i don’t like you.”

“that’s harsh,” he pouts—a bit too dramatically to be sincere, you note, before he slumps his head onto your shoulder, chin propped up against you as his arms wrap around your waist. you can’t fight the urge to lean into him slightly, and he grins. “thought you loved me.”

“not anymore,” you say bitterly, and your own lips are now tugging into a pout, one that’s much more sincere than his, considering you’re actually the one upset.

“did i make ya mad, pretty?” he teases, “what’d i do?”

“you know what you do,” you snap, crossing your arms. “you do it on purpose,” you add.

he has the audacity to act surprised, tilting his face to get a view of your side profile, feigning innocence across his features as he parts his lips in shock. you know better, though, and you shake your head in distaste.

“mad cause i didn’t kiss you? is that what it is?” he snorts, “you like when i kiss you in front of everyone?”

“genma,” you warn. he pays you no mind. he’s lifting the hem of your shirt and slipping his hands to your bare skin like he has the right, thumb rubbing your hips in circles.

“i can kiss you now, if you want,” he offers, a sly grin on his face at the way your lips are slightly twitching at the sides. “c’mon, give me a smile. i know you want to,” he pokes your hip, and you angle away from his touch.

you do want to smile, but you fight it back, letting out a quiet hmph before turning your head the other way and facing away from him. but genma’s just as stubborn as you, and his chin simply finds your other shoulder as he comes face to face with you once more.

“it’s too late,” you grumble. “you always put that stupid needle of yours—”

“it’s called a senbon—”

“your senbon is going to meet your eyeball if you don’t quit it,” you spit. “you always keep it in so i can’t kiss you,” you rant, and he snickers to himself.

“‘s no fun if i make it easy,” he laughs, “then i can’t see your pretty little face when it’s all mad.”

“well, it won’t be very fun when i start kissing other lips,” you mutter, and instantly, his hands are moving their way up to uncross your arms, taking each of your hands into his large palms. squeezing them in his grasp, he turns his head to face forward, and with a quick push of his lips, the senbon goes flying meters away.

it lands perfectly in the center of a tree trunk, and you inhale sharply.

“now,” he chides, “that’s really harsh, baby. you got me right here. you don’t need anyone else.”

genma’s lips press soft, lingering kisses to your jaw, working up until he reaches your cheek. he nibbles lightly at the warm skin, and finally, you break your resolve and let out a quiet giggle.

“there it is,” he chuckles, “knew you had it in you to smile.” and with a quick motion, he’s got you spun around and crashing into his chest, arms wrapping tightly around you as he presses his forehead to yours.

“i still don’t like you,” you whisper and he hums, leaning in and pressing a soft, passionate kiss to your lips, letting out a quiet sigh when your arms wrap around his neck and your fingers play with the small hairs at his nape.

“guess that’s okay,” he murmurs, “as long as you still love me.” you’re rolling your eyes, but you pull him closer by his neck, pressing another kiss to his lips before pulling away a bit to quickly for his liking. landing soft pecks to either corner of his mouth, you cup his cheek delicately in your palm.

he leans into your touch and closes his eyes—and you think that even if he’s the most annoying one, genma’s also the prettiest shinobi in the village.

“i guess i do love you,” you admit, and once more, warm lips are pressing firmly to yours, kissing you hungrily—no stupid needle to get in the way this time.

@cyancherub sobs i am so obsessed with him i’ll die i think

[erimeows]

Who?

Might Guy considered himself a simple but talented man; a man of many feats who could do just about anything. He was a skilled fighter, in touch with his emotions, good at communicating, a compassionate friend and teacher, youthful, and an incredibly hard worker.

He could do a lot of things.

Romance was not one of those things.

So, despite his cheery demeanor, he was incredibly nervous as he sat right next to you, the beautiful Jonin he'd been in love with for the past decade. You, Guy, and a few others were in one of the local bars, all crammed into a circular booth. You were on one of the edges with Guy by your side, the two of you so close that your thighs were touching- not that Guy was bothered by it, of course, and you seemed not to mind it either.

There was you, him, Genma, Ebisu, Anko, Kotetsu, Izumo, and Shizune in that order on the large leather-clad seat, and the music that was blasting through the speakers was incredibly loud. Guy usually wasn't the type to become nervous in crowded settings, but as always, your presence managed to unsettle him in the worst (but also best) way possible.

That unsettled feeling in his gut was made worse when Genma, who was on his right, leaned over him a bit to talk to you, as you were on his left.

"Y'know, (y/n), you're pretty cute," Guy's heart dropped. He'd never spoken about his crush on you to anyone, but hearing his teammate hitting on you honestly made him feel... Challenged. He'd always tried to have a positive attitude about things, but something that he couldn't control were your feelings for him and other people. If you liked Genma, you liked Genma, and Guy could understand that; Genma was cool, funny, skilled, and conventionally attractive. Guy hadn't even made his intentions towards you well-known, so it'd be ridiculous to get upset over it, but there he was... Taking in a deep breath through his nose, Guy tensed and prepared himself to listen to the following exchange. "You should let me take you out on a date sometime."

"Ah, I appreciate that, Genma, but I've got my eyes set on someone else."

For a moment, Guy felt instant relief. It sucked to see his former teammate and one of his closest friends get rejected, sure, but if it meant that he wouldn't have to see the two of you flirting all the time and possibly even dating, he could live with it.

And then he felt panic. Someone else?

"You're dating someone?" He asked without much thought, shooting you a look of shock. "Since when?"

"Oh, no, I just have a bit of a..." You trailed off, nervously moving a hand to fix your (h/l) (h/c) hair. You'd always been gorgeous without even trying with that hair he wanted to touch and those (e/c) eyes he could stare into forever. You were in the standard Jonin vest with your headband hanging loosely around your neck, but you somehow managed to pull the look off better than everyone else in the village who had the exact same getup. "Crush."

"Who?" Guy asked, wanting to know who it was. Maybe he could out-romance them?

"Kakashi?" Ebisu guessed, tilting his head as he took another shot. Apparently, he'd had a hard time with Konohamaru that day. "I don't know why, but a lot of girls in the village seem to have a thing for him."

"I understand why!" Guy grinned, trying to act supportive and unbothered despite the fact that he was internally dying at the thought of you having a crush on his rival of all people. It'd be such a waste, too- If it weren't for those books he constantly read, Guy wouldn't have been sure that his rival could feel or understand anything romantic at all. Kakashi didn't even act like he liked you all that much. "He's strong, but silent and charming, and he's got quite the mysterious persona!"

"No, it's not Kakashi..." You laughed, finishing your (f/d) before placing a hand on Guy's shoulder. He blushed at the contact, but you were quickly pulling away and standing up. "Quite the opposite, really, but I should get going."

"(y/n)! I promise that one day, I'll guess who your crush is!" Guy challenged you, a large grin on his face, and oddly enough, you grinned back at him.

"Heh," You shook your head, giving the ravenette a look that he couldn't quite read. "I bet you won't anytime soon, but I'll let you keep guessing, Guy."

~

It was the next day, and as always, you and Guy were walking together.

You'd been good friends for the past fifteen years or so, having met when you transferred from The Sand Village to The Leaf Village as a Chunin due to some complicated family circumstances that you never really talked about. Many people had questioned how much of an asset you would be since you were from a village that they'd had problems with, but Guy and his friends had welcomed you with open arms, and you two had clicked almost instantly.

So, when he wasn't busy working with his students, the two of you tried to squeeze in a sparing session every day. You'd finished about a half-hour before, and though he'd initially claimed to be walking you home, you'd passed your house a good fifteen minutes ago and were now just walking aimlessly around the village together.

"So it's not Kakashi!" Guy spoke, bringing the two of you back to the subject of your crush yet again. He'd promised that he would guess who it was, and you'd agreed to tell him the truth if he got it right. He was determined, because no matter who it was, he would try to compete with them for your affections. It would be unyouthful to just roll over and die instead of trying his best to win your heart, after all! "Why is that?"

"He's a good friend, but a little quiet for my tastes and not emotionally available," As much as Guy loved his rival, that was true. "I like someone who can express themselves."

"Does that exclude Yamato from the choices, too?"

"Yes, for the same reasons but a little less severe," You chuckled, looking up at the sky, and Might took the opportunity to admire the smile he'd fallen in love with all those years ago. "I like his sense of humor, and again, good friend, but I'm not attracted to him romantically."

"Ebisu?"

He doubted it was actually Ebisu for... Reasons, but he wanted to get his teammates and the other people he was close to out of the way.

"Remember the expressing yourself thing? I don't mind dudes who are into weird shit, but he hides it and that's kind of a turn off," Of course, you were talking about how Ebisu read Jiraiya's books "in secret" but judged people who read them in public- the "in secret" only in quotations because literally everyone knew about it. "Screams repressed to me, so no, not Ebisu... Also, he's disrespectful towards a lot of the people I like."

"I guess it isn't Genma since you said no to his date proposal, right?"

"Right. He's pretty cool, but I'm not into him like that. He's more like a brother," With that, you looked at your wrist despite it not even having a watch on it. "Ah, would you look at the time? I've gotta get going. See you around, Guy."

With that, you were gone, and Guy was heading back home to go to the drawing board yet again.

Who could it be?

~

A few days later and Guy was popping in through the window of The Ninja Academy, a place where you'd occasionally volunteer your services. They were currently trying to implement lessons about Medical Ninjutsu, and you were one of the few kunoichi in the village who was talented at it, so you helped Iruka out with the occasional lesson. You were sitting alone in the classroom, packing your things- probably about to head home for the day.

You didn't look surprised to see him, only turning around with a small smile when you noticed him perched on the windowsill.

"I've returned to continue our challenge!"

"Oh?" You tilted your head, chuckling as you spun around in your roller chair. "Who are you guessing now?"

Guy stepped all the way into the classroom, sitting on top of the desk you were behind and crossing his arms as he mentally went through the list of names that he'd come up with over the past few days.

"Iruka-Sensei!"

"Good guess," You laughed, but shook your head and crossed your arms as well, propping your feet up on the desk. "He's very compassionate and hard-working, but to be honest, I see most of the Chunin as babies since I've been in charge of them so many times."

That was a good point. Though Iruka was only a few years younger than the two of you, it was more about the fact that you'd both been in charge of so many squads with him and other Chunin and Genin that the two seemed to blend into each other despite having a huge age-division between the groups with most Genin being preteens and young teenagers- on rare occasion, children- and most Chunin being late teenagers or adults. It would feel just as weird for you as it would for him to date someone who wasn't another Jonin or even a civilian that you could separate from work.

"Well, there goes my guesses for Izumo and Kotetsu..." Guy muttered, trying to think of other Jonin or even civilians that you interacted with regularly before remembering how often you went to Ichiraku. The owner was older than you, but you two seemed to be good friends at the very least, and he was running out of options. "Oh! Teuchi from Ichiraku? You two have always gotten along!"

"He's more like my dad, and I'm not sure if he's married or not," You rubbed the bridge of your nose between your thumb and pointer as you allowed your eyes to fall shut, the expression on your face screaming disappointed, but not surprised. "Also wouldn't want to make his daughter uncomfortable- I think I'm closer to her age than I am to his."

"Huh... I do know them, right?" Guy asked, feeling like he was running out of options.

Who the hell could it be?

"Rather well, actually, but I've gotta get going," You stood, pulling your bag over your shoulder and smiling before offering him a small wink. "Good luck next time."

~

Another day passed, and Guy was completely confused before another thought crossed his mind; he hadn't guessed any women yet. For all he knew, you could like Kurenai, Shizune, Anko, Tsunade- any of the girls in the village.

As luck had it, though, when he brought it up during one of your sparring sessions, he found out that he still didn't have the right answer.

"Is it a woman?" He asked at the same time he dodged a kunai you'd sent flying in his direction, quickly moving to the side when you appeared behind him without any warning and kicked him in the back before answering.

"No."

As a result of the sudden kick, he landed on the ground, barely able to catch himself with his hands before he raised a hand to gesture that the two of you pause. You seemed to understand and stopped in your motions completely, simply standing in front of him and waiting for him to speak. The ravenette sat up, still on the ground.

"Huh. I'm stumped! You might win this challenge..." Guy trailed off, raising a hand to run through his hair before tossing out one of the more unlikely guessed that had crossed his mind. "It's not Asuma?"

"Kurenai's one of my best friends. Of course it's not Asuma."

"Right, right..." He gave a dismissive wave, knowing that you liking Asuma would've been ridiculous, as he'd been dating Kurenai for years now. "Gosh! I have no idea who it could be!"

"I'll give you a hint; you've guessed just about everyone except who it actually is and the answer is right in front of you," With that, you turned around and waved back at him, a lop-sided smile taking over the lips he'd been wanting to kiss for so many years. "See ya."

~

Now, it had been a full week since Might Guy had started his journey to figure out who it was that you had a crush on. He was sitting in the bar again in the same booth he had been when the subject of your love-life had initially come up, but now, only two people were with him now; Genma to his right, and Ebisu to the brunette's right.

"I just have no idea who it could be!" Guy ranted, groaning as he stared up at the ceiling. "I've been guessing for the past week and none of my answers are right, but she said whoever it is has been right in front of me!"

"Who all have you guessed?" Ebisu questioned, seemingly annoyed by the subject.

"Both of you, Kakashi, Iruka, Kotetsu, Izumo- she said it wasn't a woman, so that's out of the question- Asuma despite him already dating Kurenai because who knows, Teuchi, and Yamato!"

Without any warning whatsoever, Genma slammed his head against the wood of the table so hard that the sound resonated through the room. He sat up a second later, looking surprisingly unphased despite the fact that the wood now had a very visible crack in it from the mere force he'd used.

"Genma-" Ebisu started, clearly panicked as he rested a shaky hand on Genma's back.

"Are you okay!?" Guy exclaimed, but Genma only glared at him.

"I love you to death, Guy, but you have the I.Q. of a fried goldfish."

"Hey! What's that for all of a sudden!?"

"Why do you think I asked (y/n) out?" Genma questioned, not giving Guy the chance to respond before slamming the rest of his shandy and leaning back in the booth.

"Because you like her?" Guy gave what he assumed was the obvious answer, only to earn a yell of frustration from the usually-calm Genma.

"No, you idiot- I'm gay! Literally as straight as your aim, which isn't very straight. I was trying to get both of you to realize that you like each other. It was a dumb idea, but I figured she'd admit that she has a crush on you, and now she's gone and made a game out of it. So, there's your answer. It's been you this whole time. Go talk to her before I slam my head against this table a few more times and give myself brain damage or something."

Guy nodded before standing up, mouth suddenly much drier than it was before. He reached into his pocket to leave money for the drink he'd only taken a few sips of, shakily leaving it on the table before running out of the bar, knowing exactly where to find you at this time of night.

~

When he landed on the roof of your apartment, Guy was relieved to see that you were sitting there like you usually were on nights like this.

"(y/n)!"

Taking in a deep breath and offering the typical grin and thumbs up that always seemed to make you chuckle, he sat down next to you, looking up at the sky instead of meeting your gaze.

"Oh, Guy," You smiled at him, and he wondered if what Genma had said was really true. If someone as beautiful as you were really in love with him, he was one lucky bastard. "You have more guesses for me?"

"It's me, right?"

"So you finally figured it out," You allowed your eyes to fall shut, bringing your knees to your chest and wrapping your arms around them as your smile fell. "Took you long enough, but I guess it doesn't matter since you don't really return the feelings."

"Who said I didn't return your feelings?" Guy asked, moving to place a reassuring hand on your shoulder as he frowned. Sure, he hadn't openly expressed it, but he'd assumed that it was somewhat obvious. Plus, you could have anyone you wanted- how could you not think that he'd like you?

"You took forever to guess," You explained, looking off to the side and trying to suppress the obvious frown that was threatening to take over your face. "So I just assumed that you were repulsed by the thought."

Not even thinking about it, the ravenette grabbed both of your hands, holding them in his much larger ones and intertwining your fingers.

"Let me prove you wrong, then!"

"And how do you plan on doing that?"

"Like this, if it's okay..." Guy whispered, leaning in until his lips brushed against yours. Your eyes fell shut, and you were wrapping your arms around his neck, so he assumed that was a 'yes' and went for it. His lips were pressed against yours in seconds, all of the tension that'd been building between the two of you since you'd met suddenly released within the span of a few seconds. You were perfect, soft lips moving against his much rougher ones in a passionate yet languid manner. He would've stayed there and relished in the feeling forever, but unfortunately, you both needed oxygen.

"Oh my God," You whispered back, gently reaching up and running your fingers through the ends of his silky hair as you broke the kiss. "I love you."

"I love you, too! How about a date?"

"Right now?" You questioned, tilting your head.

"If you're up for it, yes!"

"I guess it's your reward for winning the challenge, right?" You asked, giggling as you stood and pulled him up along with you. "C'mon."

[narutogwriting]

Leaf Ninja!

Iruka Umino

headcanons

☽What kind of underwear do the boys wear?

☽Pet Names

☽Jealousy

☽Characters as Nikita Gill Quotes

☽Kinks

☽Love Language

☽Abstaining

Genma Shiranui

headcanons

☽What kind of underwear do the boys wear?

☽Pet Names

☽Jealousy

NSFW Alphabet ☽

☽Abstaining

☽With a bratty s/o

Hayate Gekko

fics

☼My Girlfriend Has Healing Powers

Synopsis: Hayate comes home from a mission injured. All you want is to take care of him. All he wants is you

Sakumo Hatake

fics

☼I'm Sorry I have to Go(TW)

Synopsis: Sakumo really did try his best for Kakashi. But sometimes the pain is too much

[shinobimagpie]

congrats zippy! you're amazing! can I please get “...are those my clothes?” with Genma?

This is my very first attempt at reader x character and I'm apologizing in advance because I am BAD at 2nd person POV. This is very short but I tried to give it a funny/sexy punch for you. I hope you enjoy anyway!

Laundry Day Genma/Fem!Reader, assumed established relationship clothes sharing, clothes stealing Prompt #10 - "...are those my clothes?"

Genma looks up from his reading as you go past the living room couch, making your way to the door, clad your pajama shorts, flip flops, and...

"Is that my shirt?"

"...maybe."

"And you were just going to go strolling away in it?" Genma asks, with a sly smirk that lets you know he is teasing. Mostly. "Going to wear it around town like a prize? And without even asking?"

"I'm wearing it to the laundromat like a sweater that's clean." You stick out your tongue at him, blushing. "And YOU didn't ask before you borrowed my panties so this just makes us even."

You'd been waiting to tell him that you knew about that little habit of his and the look on his face right now is totally worth holding your tongue for the ideal moment.

He turns bright red, toothpick falling from his lips, stammering as you wink at him and go bounding out of the door with your laundry basket.

[husbandograveyard]

Hi! Congratulations on 1 year! 🥰

I’d like to request ❤️+ 🧦 for Genma Shiranui

Thank you! 💕

Another first time writing! Hi! thank you! and thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy!

When you were assigned on a mission to a snow village, you had been pretty confident in your abilities to withstand the cold. You had always been pretty good with cold temperatures, and since the mission would involve a lot of physical activity, you were fairly certain that layering up would only make you uncomfortable and sweaty.

You couldn't have been more wrong, and you were now angrily huffing at Genma, who had thought nothing better than to make a joke out of your misery. To be fair, you had been stubbornly denying the fact that you were cold, in spite of your shaking hands and clappering teeth. As much as he loved you, he was not going to give in until you were.

But the jokes were getting old, and now that the mission was over and the energy and physical strain dropped, there was nothing to keep the overtaking of the cold at bay. You were seriously miserable, and you still had to travel quite a long way to get back to the hidden leaf, even just to get away from the cold.

You were stopped in your tracks by a sudden appearance of fabric in front of your face. You looked over questioningly at Genma who had ditched one of his layers and was now holding it in front of your face. You mumbled a thank you as you put it on. Nothing too revolutionary happened, but you felt the wind was shielded a little bit better, and the jacket was definitely warmer than your body temperature at the moment. It kind of felt like a hug.

"You know I love you right?" He huffed in response. Of course, he loved you back, but only after you've gotten home and received a proper scolding, he'd admit to that.