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COM: Gaara x Reader - Chat Rooms and Cookies [2/3]Chat Rooms and Cookies
I was surprised at the attention this received, being that it was a commission and not something from a series! Thanks for the pleasant surprise, guys! Glad you like it!
I’m kind of digging the modern thing with these characters. Gaara is a perfect fit for the punky goth recluse type, don’t you think? He’d be the secret nerd. Or just slightly better than a Shikamaru – he’s smart but instead of being lazy he just flat out refuses to do homework because it’s beneath him and infuriatingly easy. Like a mockery.
Mmmm…I think I feel some oneshots coming on.
“Could you get that, Gaara? I’m not decent.” Kankuro’s voice echoed from the shared shower.
Gaara rolled his eyes. Witchii’s idle, though. It won’t hurt.
Gaara x Reader - Perverted Moments: True Ending
Continued from part one:
“Pardon me, Jirobei-san, but Mr. and Mrs. Yuu request your presence.” Katsuro bowed to him. He gave you a soft smile. Jirobei sighed through his nose, setting down his chopsticks. It wasn’t the first time he’d been called away to confirm details of the wedding so you thought nothing of it.
“Mind if we sit down?” your disbelieving eyes landed on a familiar and painted face. A blonde giggled childishly beside him, clearly amused by your surprise.
“Temari! Kankuro!” you stood up, chopsticks clattering against the rim of your vegetable soup bowl as they spun slightly. “What are you doing here?!”
“Where’s the other one?” Jirobei asked. His aged eyes narrowed slightly. You brushed off the noticeable bristling and skepticism.
“Otherwise engaged.” replied Temari coolly, giving him a respectful nod. The c
Conspiracy [Kiba Inuzuka Ficlet]
[Name] looked up from the book she had been skimming over when she heard the sound of familiar barking. When she saw Akamaru approaching her without Kiba by his side, it had her blinking before she got up in a hurry. She began to worry about the brown haired teen; his dog was never not by his side, no matter what was going on. So had something happened to him?
“Akamaru, what's wrong?”she asked, putting her hand through the soft, white fur atop the huge dogs head. Akamaru barked once more before signaling to her that he wished for her to hop on his back by turning sideways and staring at her expectantly. Sighing, [Name] shut her book and tucked it tight into her pocket before getting on.
Akamaru dashed off through Konoha, causing [Name]'s [length] [color] hair to be ruffled about by the wind. Instead of asking the dog to slow down, she simply held tight onto his fur as he ran. She was more than used to this, since Kiba always made her ride Akamaru whenever they were around.
Gaara x Reader: Perverted Moments 14 Confrontation
Gaara x Reader: Perverted Moments
AN: Okay…I think this will do. I had to treat this chapter delicately because it’s the last AND it’s going to connect the endings.
I think I did fine (after I rewrote it, like, FOUR times). My original hesitation stemmed from the fact that this update contains events from the Chunin Exam finals. I don’t want that to be the bulk of the chapter, you know? I want my writing to still be in there.
NOTE: THIS DOES NOT FOLLOW THE “Naruto vs. Gaara” fight to a T. This is my version of it.
This should do. Enjoy! It’s been a fun, fantastic ride, you guys! Much love! Much thanks! I never expected to get this kind of response – in comments, in followers, in ANYTHING -- from this story.
Check back soon for the true ending!
Note two: Hopefully this makes sense. I wrote the majority of it while under the influence of the pain m
Peace In A Puppets Arms [Akasuna no Sasori Ficlet]
[Name] knew that any sensible woman wouldn't love the things she loved, the people she loved. They wouldn't do the things that she did for the things and the people that she loved. Countless times, she had lied, cheated and stolen just to be able to feel the perfect arms around her, the perfect voice in her ears as it told her she had done perfectly.
Sighing, she tossed the bloody kunai in her hand down on the ground as she entered the Akatsuki's base. She couldn't say that she really enjoyed the killing, but she enjoyed what it brought her: peace of mind in knowing that it made others happy, which in turn made her happy. But did that even make any sense? Did killing really make anybody happy or did they just leave it at that so all of their problems could be easily solved?
The base was quiet and cold as she entered; it seemed as if everyone else was out doing the same deeds that she had completed not long ago. Stealing, lying and killing. Did an S-ranked criminals life really come dow
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