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I moved them to another blog, for now mostly Naruto muses, but there will be more. I simply prefer such different aesthetics to stay apart.. I will continue threads etc over there <3
I moved them to another blog, for now mostly Naruto muses, but there will be more. I simply prefer such different aesthetics to stay apart.. I will continue threads etc over there <3
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A natural extension of that are barriers used as body armor. He is capable of creating them, strengthening offensive shinobi and allowing them to withstand a few hits without suffering further damage. It acts like a protective layer beneath the skin, sometimes focused only around vital organs or specific body parts to conserve chakra.
But just like his regular barriers are strongest when tied to well-tended objects or locations that have accumulated a great deal of Ke, the same applies here. A well-cared-for body โ not merely a strong or trained one โ is a far better host for his protection. And he can tell when someone neglects their body. Honestly, he figures half of Konohagakure runs on exhaustion and bad habits.
Bodies treated as weapons, not as homes. Not as something precious that should be purified and cared for. Often, rather the opposite. And that is not even getting into the state of most peopleโs spirits and souls. Which might occasionally lead to some comedic outbursts on his part.
There is also a point in his history where he suddenly realizes he can no longer naturally create barriers to protect his own body. It happens when he himself becomes unstable and begins breaking his own boundaries for the sake of duty. Without boundaries, there are no walls, and without walls, no home to connect to. He relearns it years later, eventually mastering it even more completely after the war ended.
Hidamari-an represents, in part, his wish to give people a place where they can decompress, purify themselves, and be treated gently โ through carefully prepared food made with the cleanest ingredients, tea of all kind, served with care, company... or simply a purring cat in their lap.
Infiltration threads with Kaoru? In his adult verse? since he was out of business for a while, he gets a bodyguard on his side? Since he uses flirting a lot to get close to targets (or more if needed) it can also involve angst, and if we wanna go a shippy route jealousy and idk? (shipping never mandatory)
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My other blog @kitchenhymns can be super easily adapted for any verse. If you need a cute maid to repair your outfits and wash the blood out of it .. she's your girl.
โง หยฐ.๐๏ธ.ยฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ยทยทยท a collection of years-later reunions, apologies spoken & unspoken, rebuilding what broke roleplay sentence starters from the ashes of what we were. genre: hurt/comfort, hopeful, bittersweet.
โข You look good. Really good. I'm... I'm glad.
โข I keep thinking about what I would say if I saw you again, and now you're here and I've got nothing.
โข Five years. Has it really been five years?
โข I heard you were back in town. I wasn't sure if you'd want to see me.
โข You cut your hair. It suits you.
โข I'm sorry. I know that doesn't fix anything, but I'm sorry.
โข Do you ever think about us? About what we were?
โข I don't expect you to forgive me. I just needed you to know.
โข You were right. About all of it. I should have listened.
โข I've been carrying this around for so long, and I just... I need to let it go.
โข Can we start over? Not forget, just... start again?
โข I miss you. Is that allowed? Am I allowed to miss you?
โข You look like you've been doing well. I'm happy for you, I mean it.
โข I practiced this conversation a hundred times and none of them went like this.
โข What if we tried again? Differently this time.
โข I forgive you. I don't know if you needed to hear that, but I do.
โข I thought I'd be angrier. But I'm just... tired.
โข The last time we spoke, I said things I didn't mean. Can we talk about that?
โข I know I don't deserve another chance, but I'm asking anyway.
โข You're here. You actually came.
โข I wasn't sure you'd remember me.
โข I've thought about calling you so many times.
โข Do you hate me? It's okay if you do.
โข I got your letter. It took me this long to respond.
โข We were kids. We didn't know what we were doing.
โข I should have fought for us. I didn't, and I regret it.
โข You deserved better than what I gave you.
โข I see you differently now. Clearer, maybe.
โข Can I buy you a coffee? Just... talk?
โข I've been in therapy. Working on things. Trying to be better.
โข You were my best friend. I lost more than I realized.
โข I don't know how to fix this, but I want to try.
โข I was wrong. I need you to hear me say that.
โข Do you remember the last thing you said to me?
โข I never stopped caring about you. That's the truth.
โข What would it take? For us to be okay again?
โข I don't need us to be what we were. I just need us to be something.
โข You look like you've found peace. I'm working on finding mine.
โข I know I hurt you. I hurt myself too.
โข Can we sit? Just for a minute?
โข I'm not the same person I was. I hope you can see that.
โข You have every right to walk away right now.
โข I kept waiting for the right time to reach out, but there's never a right time.
โข Tell me what you need from me. I'll do it.
โข I dream about the day we stopped talking sometimes.
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TW: child soldiers (as always), manipulation, sexual coercion of a minor, grooming in various ways
Canon gives Kunoichi special classes in femininity and infiltration while boys are raised to be weapons. I think thatโs bad tactics. And historically, the principal work of shinobi was never the fight โ needing to fight was usually a sign something had gone wrong.
So in this interpretation, Konoha developed branches.
The Konoha 11 and their generation represent the visible military track: team-based shinobi trained for combat, reconnaissance, and the public image of what a ninja is supposed to be.
The other branch operates more quietly.
Long-term infiltration. Civilian embedding. Operatives who work alone or in pairs for months or years at a time. They still learn ninjitsu, but they also learn trades, etiquette, and how to disappear naturally into ordinary life. How to shape clay like someone who genuinely loves pottery. How to serve tea in a noble household without looking like they memorized the motions last week.
Kaoru was noticed by the time he became genin and routed accordingly.
His first longer assignment placed him in a distant region as a pottery apprentice. Officially, he was studying local craft techniques. In reality, he was researching on ceramic weapons and specialized glazes. He returned home with calloused hands, genuine appreciation for civilian craftsmanship, and quiet pride that he had been useful to Konoha.
Another mission placed him as a servant in a merchant household, where a business arrangement was forming that would have damaged Konohaโs economy in ways nobody would have been able to trace back to deliberate sabotage. A pretty face, good manners, and the kind of warmth that makes people talk โ the deal fell apart quietly, and nobody connected it to the soft-spoken young man who had refilled their tea all season.
At first, the work felt meaningful. The early missions had visible positive outcomes. Regions stabilized. Threats dissolved quietly before they could escalate. One posting in the Land of Water even left him with a genuine friendship: a tea farmer.
Then the assignments changed.
The briefs became vaguer. He was no longer told what he was looking for, only instructed to report certain conversations, names, and behaviors. So he did.
Then the first person disappeared: Not a criminal. Not an enemy operative. A community anchor, someone whose presence had held an entire network of civilian relationships together, gone โ and in the gap left behind, the will to work, to organize, to resist, quietly collapsed.
He understood what his information had been used for only in retrospect, which is the most effective way to use someone. By the time he recognized the pattern, he had already contributed to it several more times.
When he tried to pull away, the letters changed tone. They reminded him of what he had already taken part in. What Konoha would think if his actions became public. What his family would think.
By then, his barrier work included constructs he had been instructed to place without explanation โ housings later revealed to contain toxins or explosives, positioned in spaces ordinary people passed through every day. He built them carefully, asked no questions, and returned home afterward, unable to sleep.
Then one target developed genuine feelings for him.
She was older, lonely, and kind in ways that made the situation worse rather than easier. Kaoru did not know how to reject her without jeopardizing the mission, so he continued the performance long past the point where it felt right.
He was still a teenager.
Whoever was running him noticed the result โ a mission completed faster and cleaner as those before. The briefs that followed began to include characterizations he had not seen before. Target responds to the little brother type. Target wants to feel needed. Target prefersโ
Looking back, Kaoru thinks the worst part was how gradual everything had been. There was never a single moment where the work became monstrous. Only the slow realization that it had hurt him long before he admitted it.
Then the war came, and the letters stopped.
No final debriefing. No acknowledgment. No release from service. The assignments simply ceased, swallowed by the chaos of the war itself. He never discovered who had been writing them.
Afterward, he came home and rebuilt an old house into Hidamari-an. Half cafรฉ, half sanctuary. He learned which tea suited which person, set out board games, served his motherโs sweets, and greeted customers with the same question: Were they looking for company, or quiet?
Every spring, the tea farmer from the Land of Water still sends him the first flush harvest. Kaoru always writes back. That one, at least, he keeps.
He never was released from shinobi work, not by the end of Naruto, so at any time, there could be a new mission letter. And heโd follow the order. He always did.
Kind of want too make a "System" OC. I love those manhwa/manhua/manga where a person gets reincarnated with a system and needs to fix lots or something, and even more if the system has/gets a human body and throw all world plots sideways because what if a world hopping entity that can not act by itself and a human fall for one another?