Look at the timestamp for a minute.
I was so tired I went to bed and was asleep at 9:30 p.m.
And woke up just about exactly a half an hour later because my body is fucked up and apparently doesn't understand that there is this thing called 'a full night's sleep' that I want. Also, there was a delightful little quartet that decided to stand right outside my window and discuss something with lots of laughing probably how they were about to go off and torture kittens.
Now, on to things that make me happy:
Blind by
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digthenym :
"There was something wrong with her.
It was a thought that had been circling around Sai’s head, something that refused to leave even as he analyzed the wording. Sakura was in perfect health- except for the way her face would redden occasionally- but she was smiling, she was training, and her performance on missions wasn’t different. There wasn’t anything wrong, aside from perhaps her stance when she attempted to use a katana.
She leaned too much on her left leg. It would give away her movements, as well as upset her balance, if she were to engage another nin in kenjutsu. He could tell that she had appreciated his critique, as she had punched him twice after he had kicked that leg out from under her when she was looking away during her morning exercise."Sakura has a crush and Sai is attempting to be a human being. It works out just about as well as you would expect.
The Chemistry of Desire by
sintari :
"She taps her fingernail against the oversized glass just to have something to do with her hands. The drink is something fanciful and lemony with the word “pirate” in the name that is totally inappropriate for a snowy night in Konoha. She recalls Asuma and Genma inventing the drink back when alcohol and its many combinations was exciting rather than depressing. They’ve all drank their way around this bar’s menu more than a few times. It’s what old adrenaline junkies do to take that edge off between missions.
Kiba walks in talking to companions she doesn’t recognize and brushing snow off of a wool coat that she at first thinks is fur. He spots her, catches her looking, and bares his fangs in a smile. She doesn’t think he can control the predatory gleam that creeps into his eyes. That’s the curse of Inuzuka blood. A dog sees no reason to hide his feelings. "
Yes, this is Kurenai/Kiba. It's a weird pairing, but give it a shot anyway. In a short space, this fic pulls the characterizations together so it just
works, the author didn't ignore canon, it has a blink-and-you'll-miss-it reference to my favorite pairing, Anko being her awesome self, and the same mix of I-should-but-I-want-to that makes me adore Kakashi/Sakura.
Plus, it's hot as holy hell.
And finally:
The most adorably hilarious
Ino/Kiba fanart I have ever seen. (Thanks,
mzminola !)
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