#out of my mind au

[hyuganejiswife]

Out of My Mind | Chapter Two

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Shikamaru Nara x GNReader x Neji Hyuga

Coming from a prominent and secretive clan in the Hidden Leaf Village was already bad enough. Your justu was rarely ever seen and mostly hidden by the protective nature of your father and the elders of your clan. You were taught from a young age how to fight and you were easily one of the best fighters your age. Your secretive nature doesn’t keep the attention off of you, especially not from two of the brightest people in the chunin exams with you.

| not edited, mentions of an awkward Neji, Shikamaru is probably gonna end up trying to establish dominance over Neji 🫡 and no, I have no idea who YN is gonna end up with

Word Count: 1435

Shikamaru had barely left your bedside in the days following the preliminaries. He saw no point in training for something you wouldn’t be able to do with him, regardless of Asuma and Choji warning him that when you woke up, you’d probably kick his ass for not taking this seriously. You’d been friends with each other since your early days at the academy, and since you were older and growing into your roles to hopefully become jonin one day, you only began to grow closer with one another.

In spite of the elders of your clan warning you that Shikamaru was a good for nothing, lazy bum, you still remained friends with him. You often invited him over to your family home just to irk them, knowing how much they despised seeing him making himself right at home and even Choji more often than not, raiding the kitchen.

Neither man was their favorite guest, despite your father warning them to mind their tongues, they made sure to you and your friends well aware of their distaste for them. And in return, you made sure to have them over as often as possible.

The dark haired man looks up from his lap when the door to your hospital room slides open. There was yet another nurse there to administer even more medicine. He’d lost count at this point of how many times they would come in each day to drug you up again. He wasn’t allowed to know what they were giving you, he wasn’t family. So he would bid his time for your father to come and see you while he was there because he always seemed to just miss him each time.

“I know the drill,” he sighs as he stands, the nurse nodding as he leaves the room, sliding the door shut behind him so she could tend to you. He heads down the hall to the waiting room, standing at the window with his hands in his pockets.

He couldn’t remember a time when he’d been more terrified than the sight of you at the end of your match lying lifeless on the ground. In fact, he’s certain that was the first time he may have ever felt true fear. He was riddled with it, frozen. He has never frozen up like that before.

It was the reason why he never left your bedside until Asuma came and forced him away for the night or the nurses came in to check on you. But he was right back by your side the next morning, always bringing an extra breakfast sandwich just in case you were awake. It has been four days now and the doctors were saying you were due to wake any moment now.

He looks over his shoulder when he hears footsteps approaching, huffing when he sees Neji and TenTen. The woman smiles at him, raising a hand to wave, “How’s Y/N doing?” She offers a warm smile, hoping to bring a sense of comfort to the man who looks like he hasn’t slept in a week.

“Still not awake, such a drag…” He tucks his hands into his pockets and glances over at Neji, images of his fight with his own cousin and one of your closest friends flashing through his head.

Neji narrows his pale eyes at the man, holding a basket of fruit that TenTen was forcing him to carry. She said it would make him look like a caring friend to their own teammate who had yet to wake as well.

“All that fruit will rot before Lee wakes up too, you know?” Shikamaru turns back to the windows, leaning against the windowsill as he watches the street for Choji, knowing that now that it was around lunch, he would be showing up with something to eat for both of them while they both visit you.

Neji grits his teeth and yet calmly walks down the hallway to his teammates room, opting rather to ignore the man’s rather brash comment. He pauses about halfway there when he sees you in your hospital bed. It wasn’t the first time, though this time you were slowly moving, pushing yourself to sit up the best you could with how weak and sore you were.

He looks around and sees no one who he could get to help you, ultimately and reluctantly stepping in and setting the fruit basket down on your bedside table. Your gaze snaps up to meet his own as he slips an arm beneath yours, his other arm going around your waist to help you sit up against the headboard.

You hiss in pain and lean back, closing your eyes and letting out a deep breath. “Thank you,” you whisper, turning your head to meet his. Your throat feels scratchy and your mouth is dry. When you notice the fruit basket, you look up at him rather confused, “You brought a fruit basket?”

He has a moment of brief panic, but he can’t bring himself to tell you no. He knows you were expecting to see Shikamaru by your bedside and despite the echoing of his father’s words to make you his friend, of which he was still a bit put off by, he simply offers an awkward and weak smile.

You don’t say anything, taking note of how awkward he seems and you simply tear your gaze away. You look around the room and spot the water on the table beside the window. “Um, Neji…” He remains motionless, waiting for you to speak. “Can I have a glass of water? My throat… It hurts and my mouth is dry. That sound guy really took me out…” You laugh nervously and you don’t notice the brief flash of anger on his face, simply casting your gaze in the opposite direction of him.

He jumps up a little too quickly, going straight for the pitcher of water, pouring some into the glass before returning to your side. You take it and just like someone with absolutely no manners, you practically chug the water, a drop or two sliding down your chin. You sigh as you lower it, licking your lips and wiping your mouth, coughing quietly.

Neji looks at you with a bit of concern, opening his mouth to ask if you’re okay before your name is called rather loudly from the door. Choji rushes in with three bags of food in his hands, bringing way more than enough for the three of you to eat. Shikamaru steps in behind him and narrows his eyes at Neji, quickly wiping the look of distaste away as he sits beside you, setting the now empty glass down beside the basket.

With your attention elsewhere, answering all of Choji’s questions of concern, Neji quietly slips out of the room, abandoning all plans of going to see Rock Lee, mumbling to TenTen about whatever important business he has to tend to.

It briefly crosses his mind as he listens to you laugh and converse from down the hall of whether or not Lee and TenTen would have the same dedication to visiting him as your teammates do to you. He sighs softly, stepping out on the street and walking back towards his small apartment away from the Hyuga clan’s villa.

“Neji brought me a fruit basket,” you speak up, gesturing to the array of fresh fruit on the nightstand. Shikamaru raises an eyebrow, confused. As far as he was concerned that basket was meant to be taken to a still unconscious Rock Lee.

What had taken place to have caused Neji to leave it there?

He was someone who normally acted on impulse.

“Oh boy! That was nice of him! He must have a crush on you or something? He doesn’t usually do stuff like that!”

“No way!” Shikamaru huffs, “That guy doesn’t care about anyone but himself. There’s no way he’d have a crush on anyone.”

You laugh it off, shaking your head and throwing a rather annoyed and amused glance in Shikamaru’s direction. Choji looks between the two of you, taking a break from stuffing food in his mouth. He’s quiet, the only sound could be heard from the ruffling of his bag of chips.

“Don’t ever say something that stupid again, Choji.” He nods a bit, not taking Shikamaru’s words to heart. It wasn’t a big deal, he was joking.

Well, mostly.

Smack!

“Don’t hit them, you idiot!” Shikamaru groans, snatching the bag of chips from Choji that you had tried to take a few from, passing it right to you much to the other man’s dismay.

Taglist: @shikamarunaraaa @niktwazny303 @writers-whirlwind

[tizzymcwizzy]

!!!! the lore has dungeon meshi spoilers !!!!

hey adrien why's ur family so fucked up

,,,,,,so uuuhhh i made a dungeon meshi x miraculous ladybug au HJEBEJDJFJSHH SORRY GUYS IM CRAZY

[baskeigh-ball]

posting some mind swap doodles to prove im still alive, so have a few headcanons :D

- Leo in Mikey's body is pure chaos, he has no boundaries when it comes to modifications to "his" body in order to feel more comfortable in his own skin. For example, he gave himself his old markings to cover up Mikey's spots (only around the eyes tho, the arm and leg markings would take way more time.) He loves using Mikey's mystic powers/weapons at first, but eventually feels too weird about it and switches to his own weapons/gear to cope

- Mikey reins him in whenever he gets a little too confident in using his mystic powers though. Mikey is always hovering nearby to make sure Leo doesn't decide to go overboard, fully aware of Leo's lack of awareness when it comes to his physical limits, let alone when he's in someone else's body

- Raph is on the opposite side of the spectrum as far as modifications go, only willing to give Donnie his tech back and wear arm wraps to feel more like himself.

- The only tech he has to keep is the battle shell, especially after realizing just how fragile Donnie's body really is. He becomes refuses to take it off for days at a time, and when he does finally take it off, he's extremely paranoid and puts himself in the safest spot possible: his own room, bundled up in pillows and blankets.

- He also is woefully ignorant in how the battle shell is operated, so it goes haywire pretty often in the beginning. Donnie has to be nearby and ready to be damage control for a long time before Raph becomes confident enough to operate the battle shell's most basic functions.

[captainkirkk]

Concept: Fire Lords traditionally dress like the stages of the sun to match their reign.

When Zuko is first crowned, he dresses in the colours of dawn. Bright yellows and pinks and even purples. He starts to wear more traditional crimson-and-gold robes after a few years, the colours of midday when Agni is at his strongest. And towards the end of his reign, when he's getting ready to pass the crown onto Izumi, he starts dressing like the setting sun.

[fluffyartbl0g]

Holy crap this is like world record breaking pace guys

Speedrun/Time Travel AU masterlist

[cracklewink]

Harmony Syndrome Part 5/5

The last chapter of my mlp infection AU! Thank you to everyone who followed along. Some final thoughts on my twitter @cracklewink if anyone's interested : )

[keferon]

………..OKAY listen I know this looks and sounds a bit weird but..like…just imagine ummm fantasy and medieval aesthetic but with robots? And like…there’s some kingdoms and wars….and knights, who’s supposed to fight evil.

And robo-demons and robo-dragons and robo-magic. You got the idea.

And in all this - Blurr is a knight who loves messing with questionable magic so one day he summons a demon. I mean. On purpose. To serve him and help him fight and stuff. He’s pretty good at forbidden dark magic and knows all he need to know to control this demon.

The thing he doesn’t know though - the creature he summoned was once a knight too. And much much more knowledgeable in dark magic than him~

Next ->

Tasty art

[magpie-trinkets]

continuing that "maya tries to contact claire" post, i present you the post-Spirit of Justice follow-up

[mobius-m-mobius]

#just a wizard gentleman and his butler 🪄🎩

[babyblender]

Steve never showed off how smart he was. Partially because he didn’t need to brag, partially because the kids wouldn’t get it. 

He wasn’t the best at school, but he does have a bunch of random knowledge, and after getting really into jeopardy one night with Claudia Henderson his offhand knowledge has only improved. Eddie knew how good Steve was at jeopardy, and one night when they were both quite drunk, he managed to convince him to test. 

They’d both forgotten it, so when a letter comes in the mail about 4 months later Steve is very confused, but no one the less he agrees to go one the show. He doesn’t tell the kids, until the night he’s meant to be on when Eddie makes them come over to watch it. 

When Johnny Gilberts voice calls out from the tv “Steve Harrington a Family Video worker from Hawkins Indiana” the kids lose their collective shit, where they were confused why Eddie had made them come over to watch jeopardy of all things, now they were all worried Steve would make a fool of himself, not understanding how he passed the test in the first place. That being until he destroys his fellow contestants and makes to play the next six days before finally being beat. He makes a total of around 120000 which he inevitably spends on the party (Eddie gets the new amp he wanted). 

[hyuganejiswife]

Out of My Mind | Chapter Three

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Shikamaru Nara x GNReader x Neji Hyuga

Coming from a prominent and secretive clan in the Hidden Leaf Village was already bad enough. Your justu was rarely ever seen and mostly hidden by the protective nature of your father and the elders of your clan. You were taught from a young age how to fight and you were easily one of the best fighters your age. Your secretive nature doesn’t keep the attention off of you, especially not from two of the brightest people in the chunin exams with you.

| family dynamics, asshole elders, talks of an arranged marriage, playing with the format, unfortunately it’s safe to assume that the reader is more than likely afab. But it will still remain as neutral as I can make it, I promise

Word Count: 1836

Something that you always understood was inevitable as you grew from a small child was the talk of an arranged marriage. Since discharging from the hospital, you had noticed that your elders had found the matter more pressing than ever. Your father had put the talk off for as long as he was able to, but with a near death experience during an exam, he could no longer protect you from your own family. As much as he wished for you to have a choice in who you love and end up with, he knows that your focus is on your career as a ninja, which opens up the door for everyone else to take charge of that part of your life.

So as much as you hated it, even as you’re still bandaged and suffering the consequences of the battle you were in, you still sit silently in your formalwear as representative after representative for different clans comes in and vouches for what family you should marry into, or rather that they be allowed to marry into your own.

You sit up a little more as one of your clan’s servants pours another serving of hot tea into your cup while another clears the now empty spot before you and your father. Elders sat on either side of you at the table, leaving the seats directly across from you and your father open and welcome for your guests and potential suitors.

Your elders were quite pleased with the selection of men available to you, all coming from prominent families. They were, however, strongly displeased with the site of you and how uninterested you seemed in the whole ordeal. While your father was rather amused, knowing your tolerance for this whole situation was nearly nonexistent, he would still occasionally nudge you in order for you to give some type of response to those across from you, vying for your hand in marriage.

“Next is the Hyuga clan.” You sigh again, entirely disinterested as two new cups were set down on the table across from you. You pick up your own cup and take a slow, careful sip of the piping hot tea. Your gaze lifts, having expected to see a very different member of the clan in question, someone lower on the totem pole, not Neji Hyuga and his uncle.

Neji would rather be anywhere else and if it weren’t for the curse mark on his forehead, he’s positive that he would actually be anywhere else but under the wing of his uncle who had killed his father.

He hated him.

Hiashi knew this…

But he also knew the importance of getting the L/N clan on the Hyuga’s side. Both men knew how vital it would be to have the bloodlines mesh and Hiashi wasn’t sure he could wait for the possibility of any grandchildren to marry into the L/N clan. He also knew that the L/N’s would like demand that Neji renounce any claim to the Hyuga line and devote himself solely to Y/N if there was a union between the two.

“I see the two of you know each other.” Hiashi Hyuga nods towards you, greeting you and your father politely.

You nod quietly, though you’re giving a much better reaction than your elders had expected and it seems to them that a match with the great Hyuga clan may be possible. This was the most you’d interacted with a suitor all day.

“How are you feeling?”

It takes you a good long pause to realize that Neji had asked the question, more importantly that he had asked you the question. You lift your head and manage a small smile in his direction, “Sore, mostly, but I’m managing.”

“Well you wouldn’t have to manage anything if you would just listen to us and not become a ninja!” One of the elders speaks up, scolding you and raising their voice as they go.

Instead of retorting to the verbal assault like Neji has seen you do in passing to your teammates when they simply pick at you, you fall silent, dropping your head in submission to the old, dare he say, hag.

He’s surprised.

In fact, Neji is so surprised that he does something he never thought he would ever have done in a million years. He speaks out and stands up for you.

“Y/N is a great ninja. They deserve every chance to show off just how strong they are. They lost one battle after days of being out in a forest with little food, no water, and having already fought and sustained many injuries in order to get into the preliminaries. They deserve to be a ninja if they do very well decide to be.”

Silence falls over the room and you can almost hear the servants gasping, bracing for a swift hit, or to witness the dangerous power of the illusion jutsu as it’s finest on a guest. However, it never happens.

The look on Neji’s face is stern and never wavering, his brows furrowed as he waits for the elder to challenge him. He only looks away when he notices you move, entirely missing the proud smile on your father’s face or the exchanged glances between him and Hiashi.

You offer him a small smile and nod, a silent thank you for coming to your defense and surprisingly silencing the elder. Though you know that their vote in favor of the man was suddenly retracted in his defiance, possibly ruining any hopes they had of you marrying him of all people.

Your father clears his throat, quietly suggesting that you take a break and a walk through the gardens. Hiashi nudges Neji and suggests the same, leaving you to wonder how hard your father would be fighting for you to marry the only man you’d shown any emotion towards while the elders would now be dead set on making sure the union would never come from anyone who defied or disobeyed them.

As you try to stand, still aching from your injuries, Neji works his way around to you, slipping an arm carefully beneath yours and guiding you slowly to your feet. His arm remains linked with yours as he carefully guides you out of the house and you can already hear the same elder who had scolded you raising her voice at your father.

“You didn’t need to stand up for me.”

“You’re not one to usually take that kind of heat either though.”

“My aunts and uncles are different.” Well technically they were your fathers aunts and uncles. “They tried to forbid me from becoming a Ninja because I’m the sole heir to the clan…”

“That’s ridiculous…” He whispers, “Whether you became a ninja or not, you would still face dangers for simply being the sole heir.” He falls silent as he observes you, coming to a stop and helping you to sit on the stone carved bench in the gardens in front of a small koi pond. “Why didn’t your father ever have any more children if this is such an issue?”

You laugh at the question, though it’s dry and unamused, “My mother died when I was a child and my father always said he could never put a woman through a loveless marriage for the sake of the elders… So here I am. The only child and sole heir. His brothers are dead and they never had children… It’s up to me.”

He doesn’t say anything after that, opting to face the pond in silence, a small show of respect to your mother whom he never knew and you could barely remember. He breaks the silence not a moment later, “What happens if they decide we’re the best fit for one another? Your father didn’t want a loveless marriage but you’ll be forced into one…”

“Ouch, Neji.”

He narrows his eyes, a silent warning.

“I suppose… They will have you renounce any Hyuga claim you may have…”

He scoffs, “I’m from a branch house, there is no claim there.”

You roll your eyes, poking your tongue in your cheek before glancing away from him again. “If we are to be married, they’ll have us go through a courtship first… dates and shit. Our children will more than likely have my clan’s name… If we have any.”

“If we don’t?”

“Then I suppose I’ll be disowned.”

Oh…

“I never thought I’d be in a situation like this. I suppose Hinata’s father wants to gather as much power as possible and assumes that combining our clans will give him that.”

You smirk at this, “Bold of your uncle to assume that he’ll gain anything from us. If my elders have anything to do with it, Hiashi and the Hyuga clan will gain nothing from us but a few children from us. The illusion jutsu has been a prized secret of my clan for centuries. This wouldn’t be the Hyuga’s first attempt at trying to get our secret and it won’t be the last.”

Silence again.

Neji liked the sound of that. He liked the defiance by you and your family, denying his own clan of something they’ve sought out for ages. He would happily be a part of that, even playing dumb for his spouse and children if it meant defying the clan that has made his life hell… But now he’s beginning to realize just what his father meant all those years ago about getting you on his side.

You were his chance to escape.

“Do you think we could ever love each other?”

That was the loaded question you’d been asking yourself since you left that hot and stuffy room, but you’re more surprised that it fell from his lips before your own.

You glance at him, finding his gaze already locked on your face. “The only example of love I’ve ever seen is that of my father visiting my mothers grave. I have no…”

“I don’t either.”

“Then… I guess we will just have to learn then.”

“I suppose so,” he whispers, trailing off as he hears your father calling for the two of you, no doubt to announce your new engagement to one another. He quietly stands and offers you a hand, helping you to your feet much like he’d done before coming out to the garden.

This time the walk back to the house felt like it was dragging. He was about to be told he’d be married to you in the next year, he was sure of it. And as the two of you stop before the two middle aged men and your elders, the words fall from their lips, encouraging the two of you to spend more time with one another, he thinks he’s imagining you squeezing his arm and the way your body relaxes at the announcement.

He can’t help but feel relieved too…

You’d do well to make them your friend. They may be of some help to you one day.

I understand, father.

Taglist: @shikamarunaraaa @niktwazny303 @writers-whirlwind

[cherrirui-official]

"You know... You didn't have to take that with you."

"But I promised him I'd take him out to see the ocean one day."

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i've been asked multiple times for Awake Barnaby so instead you get messy lights out Laughingstock doodles

[alfairy]

Nimona AU where Ballister and Nimona do leave the kingdom and go over the wall to find a new safe home. Years pass. The kingdom is more paranoid than ever because the queen killer and the monster were never caught and could presumably still live among them or return to cause more chaos.

The director decides one day that they need to take the fight to the monsters, strike first before they are stricken again. Knights are sent out beyond the wall to search the surrounding land and burn down the woods in order to “smoke the monsters out.” Destroying everything, trying to fight a monster that was never even there.

During one of these instances, Ambrosius and Ballister finally see each other again face to face for the first time in years since that fateful interaction at the institution. They’ve both changed, physically at least; Ambrosius’ hair is longer, Bal’s got some more grey streaks and a new arm upgrade. But underneath all of that they’re still the same, still got that lingering hurt and romantic feelings. Nimona is still the same as ever and hasn’t aged a day.

(Also idea that maybe there’s other small communities and people living outside the wall that Bal and Nimona ended up quietly settling down in. People who are far more open minded and accepting of others, and who are more concerned about the walled off kingdom with guns pointing at them than this nice guy and his cool daughter. That’s their neighbor and they’re not gonna let some knights storm in and cause trouble for him.)

[puppyeared]

personal character design headcanons + brainrot

Note: the re-bound!au does NOT belong to me, it belongs to @chipper-smol I’m just not normal about it lol

[steddielations]

Eddie should’ve never taken that loan. It was at the start of his career, he was young and desperate to make it in the industry. It was just to fund his demo tapes but he should’ve known better than to get entangled with the mob, it wouldn’t end there. Once his music took off, they wanted more and more.

Now he has a life, a husband, they’re talking about adopting and Eddie hates himself for keeping this from Steve. He rationalized it, didn’t want to drag Steve into his mess, thought he could keep quietly paying but they want too much now. Eddie’s career isn’t as active anymore, there’s no way Steve won’t notice, they’ll go bankrupt, revealing this secret that he shouldn’t have kept for so long.

He’s gotten a few ominous calls and an unfriendly visitor at the studio that made it clear, they want their money and they’re gonna get it. He has to tell Steve, it’s getting too dangerous. So now he’s sitting across the dinner table from his husband, over a meal so lovingly made for them, about to blow up their life.

“Sweetheart, there’s something—”

There’s a noise outside the window, could’ve just been the wind but there’s more noises, people… footsteps… Eddie grabs Steve, dragging him to the bedroom as he demands to know what’s going on. Eddie tells him everything, in a hushed voice crouching inside their closet with tears brimming, he tells him every lie that’s caught up to them, stained their marriage, apologizes for putting their lives in danger and Steve—

Steve is rifling through the closet, pushing aside clothes to reveal the wall. There’s a compartment behind a painting that Eddie’s never seen. He watches, speechless and shocked to his core as his husband, his kindergarten teacher husband who wears ironed polos and makes dinner every night in a ‘kiss the cook’ apron, takes several lethal looking weapons from the wall and starts loading them up, quick and efficient like a machine.

“Steve, what—”

“You’re not the only one with secrets, love,” he presses a firm, forgiving kiss to Eddie’s forehead and leads him out of the closet, weapon raised, “Now get behind me.”