Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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He bets Kakashi is laughing his ass off at him from the pure world— this is what he gets, he thinks, when you try to play god, you repent by fixing their fucking problems.
Fucking sage of six paths his ass, can’t even get rid of a no-good Venus fly trap.
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- Part 1 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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You’ll be the death of me (at least I’ll know I’ll die happily) by Deeambles
Fandoms: Naruto
21 Aug 2019
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“Excuse me?” Obito sputters, “What fucking assassins?”
“Exactly” Izuna smirks.
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- Part 2 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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There is a silence echoing his words that he can only imagine is from his supposedly out of the blue statement.
Madara wishes he had just lost his mind. Then at least, he wouldn’t be living in temporary fear if Kakashi for some ungodly reason says yes.
“Maa, Madara, Edo Tensei is a strictly forbidden technique, that has seen a lot of use recently for me to... justify that.”
Madara lets the silence stretch because he’s well aware that Kakashi will absolutely use the jutsu for shits n giggles if it pisses off his council.
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- Part 3 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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“I have seemed to have made the wrong presumption about you.” She says, placing her teacup back to its saucer.
“You have,” Madara replies honest and blunt as usual. Though Mito isn’t the only one, the entire fucking village assumes him and Hashirama are fucking.
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- Part 4 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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“Kisame?”
“Yeah, boss?”
“Are those shrimp?” Obito asks incredulously
Kisame turns his head, hand still suspended in the water and grins, “Don’t like em?”
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- Part 5 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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Like a small boat on the ocean (sending big waves into motion) by Deeambles
Fandoms: Naruto
12 Dec 2019
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The man is a pretty sort of handsome with silky black hair that falls to his waist. He has a heavy-set of eyelashes that frame pupil less eyes and black sclera. Exotic for that alone, and the carefully placed pearls that crown his head give him an air of nobility that he lacks with his disgustingly hideous pair of matching arm and leg guards.
Pin strips of all the tacky patterns.
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- Part 6 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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“Or maybe,” Gamamaru says slowly, “Maybe it’s the gods finally realizing putting prophecies in the hands of children never ends well. For a child sculpted by destiny is no child at all, yet a child left to their devices sculpts a niche for themselves and builds an ecosystem for us all.”
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- Part 7 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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“Your life is too significant to waste lying in the ground.” The mystery man responds with after a moment of silence.
The voice is... familiar. It’s rough, deep, with a baritone that nearly sounds natural if it weren’t for the underlying scratchiness to it.
(It nearly sounds like Madara, Izuna realizes)
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- Part 8 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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The man doesn’t say anything but his gaze drops to the books in Kakuzu's arms, scanning over the chlorine, hydrogen, and carbon mini books (that will hopefully explain to Kakuzu how he’s suppose to get his hands on it) before the large tome that's for basic chemical combinations and really about How To Not Die when consequently mixing certain elements together.
The man's red eyes draw back up and he tilts his head to the side curiously.
“Why exactly do you need chloroform at 2am?”
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- Part 9 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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His sensei is probably shaking her head, and refilling her drink for all the times she told him if he strayed from the main road he’d be lost and never seen again.
Zabuza had sneered then, shook off the warning for what it was worth because forests no how large aren’t sentient.
Turns out he was wrong, lucky him.
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- Part 10 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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“I think you should be the wife, Minato.” Kushina says easily, “you’d look good in white.”
Minato looks up from the seal he’s pouring over and blinks long and slow.
“No he wouldn’t,” Mikoto interrupts before he can question what crack Kushina has been smoking to think he’s suddenly getting married, “he’d be bleached out.”
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- Part 11 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties
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Izuna maybe could manage it, Obito thinks, because Izuna has the determination of a mule that’s spotted an apple on the other side of the fence. Izuna also matches Tobirama step for step even if he rarely goes to the lengths their resident scientist does.
Izuna would live out of spite and the gods favor; Obito would probably catch fire for the same reasons.
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- Part 12 of Pool noodles and other assorted floaties