#si fic

@1192ibelin requested Kind Restraints from my Bad Things Happen Bingo with “Naruto Sengoku era”, which left me with my SI fic, so here you go :) I’ve done Kind Restraints and Broken Limb now. Feel free to prompt me more to help me complete my bingo! I’m only going to do prompts for one of my three WIPs

Warnings for mind control and mind genjutsu

The Company of Trees

She readjusted her position and twisted her hands through the necessary hand seals. Her chakra responded sluggishly but once it was pulled through her coils, the Mokuton answered as quickly as it always had and needed little of her own guidance.

Mokuton: Jukai Koutan.

More trees burst through the ground and stretched towards the sky.

If The Bird Doesn’t Sing

“What is it, Izuna?” Madara’s eyes swept over him out of habit, and his brows rose slightly as he took in Himiko swaddled in Izuna’s arms.

 Izuna held out his daughter to Madara, who took her with some confusion. “She’s sleeping with you tonight,” Izuna said shortly.

 “And why’s that?” A hint of grouchiness entered his voice though Madara cradled her gently all the same.

unnamed fic for @jaycrowind of a missing scene from canon wherein Mito seals the Kyuubi

“Yes,” Mito says. “While I’m gone, the village should do whatever necessary to bolster its defenses, just in case.” In case the bijuu kills her before she can seal it. In case she gets killed in the crossfire between Madara and Hashirama. In case, in case, in case.

This!!!!!!

Assdfghjjkklll!!!! 👍👍👍👍👍👍👍

Classes start in a few days and I’m already over my deadline for the last term paper - it’s killing me! And so I’m takng my mind off serious things by writing ... stuff.

I love love self/oc-inserts, so I always intended to explore more fandoms than Naruto, Kingdom Hearts specifically. It just sort of lends itself to this kind of thing. Crossovers too. So here’s a tiny snippet of a possible KH oc-insert that I ended up really liking.

There isn’t really a lot she can do about any of this, Dot realizes with a sinking feeling.

She knows of course, absurdly, uselessly, what would need to happen, but none of it is in her power. The possibility of cleansing and sealing the heart of this world feels so incredibly abstract and out of reach, that the despair of having the solution so close, yet so far away doesn’t even fully register. She reaches for Lettie’s hand, twisting their fingers together almost painfully tightly.

“You know what’s going to happen now,” her sister whispers, voice breathy and raw. The bitter smile that twists the other girl’s features is painful to look at, so she doesn’t.

“Don’t let go of my hands,” Dot says instead. “Don’t you dare.

 “I don’t get it,” Rina says, hands raised in defeat.

“It’s not that difficult,” she huffs, tugging the paper back towards her and circling the important parts again, as if thicker lines would make the explanation any clearer. “Three people, Rina, honestly! Sora, Riku, Kairi – the main characters. The story follows them and the rest is just … embellishment. What’s so difficult about that?”

“The fact that it’s been five minutes and you’ve mentioned about five hundred more characters in passing who all sort of seem to be important. But you know what? It doesn’t matter.”

“I really don’t understand why you keep asking anyway.”

“Well, there’s this cute guy in my math class. And he says he plays games … -“

Dot laughs, short and incredulous.

“I’m pretty sure Kingdom Hearts is not what he meant.”

“Are you sure?” Rina twists a strand of hair around her finger. Dot hates when she does that; it makes her look incredibly vapid. “I mean, I thought it was worth a try.”

“No way. I’m pretty sure I know who you mean and he’s definitely more the type for ego shooters.”

“Ego … what?”

“‘Ego shooters’,” Lettie pipes up quietly from behind Dot’s locker door. “You know, with the guns. Pew, pew.” She makes silly handguns at Dot’s friend, startling Rina enough to wipe the insipid look off her face. Lettie gives an eager smile, hoping that the joke made some sort of impact on the girl, but Rina’s face merely goes flat.

“Ah, ok. Well then, I’m going outside. You coming?” her eyes are fixed on Dot, pointedly ignoring Lettie’s falling face. Dot waves her off.

“Go ahead. I’ll see you in gym.” Rina’s footsteps echo off the walls as she stalks down the hall, heels clicking loudly. It’s the last double period today; most students have gone home already or are waiting for similarly undemanding classes to start. Lettie is already holding onto a bag with art supplies. “She’s a bitch,” Dot says with feeling, reaching for her sister’s shoulders.

“No she’s a very nice girl,” Lettie insists with a wobbly smile. “It’s just …”

“She was a very nice girl,” Dot corrects her. “And then she started turning into that. I don’t know what’s wrong with her brain, but I’m not listening to it much longer.”

Lettie pushes her weakly, long cinnamon hair falling messily into her face.

“I’m just … not so cool. It’s not anybody’s fault.”

“You’re totally cool – we’re both super cool. Rina doesn’t know what she’s missing out on. We gonna replay KHII tonight? I’ve been dying to beat it in high difficulty.”

“Way ahead of you,” her sister confesses with a grin. “I already started last night because I couldn’t sleep. We’re just out of Fake Twilight Town.”

 School has turned into a chore. Well, it’s always been sort of a chore, obviously, but in the past few months it’s become almost unbearable.

It used to be easier – everything. During middle school Rina was Dot’s best friend, Lettie occasionally tagging along when she felt like it. It was … nice. Of course they were all excited when the made it into the same high school. Even freshman year was still good, if awkward for everyone involved. ‘You’re finding yourselves’, her mother said, back then. ‘It’s ok to be awkward, you’re growing up.’

But while everyone else suddenly started piling makeup on, going to parties and roaming the town at night, thrill seeking, Dot and Lettie just sort of … got stuck. They were already comfortable in their skins, if not always all that confident. Even Rina changed, dragging them from event to event, insisting that she was going to be popular, no matter what. And she was – because if she puts her mind to it Rina is nice, she’s pretty, and far from stupid.

But this summer everything got completely out of control. Dot didn’t see her for almost three weeks, and then her best friend of over two years has turned into this bombshell. At first she was elated for Rina – and for herself, after all a bit of popularity tends to rub off – but then she realized that something else changed in these three weeks too.

Rina became dismissive of a lot of things. Things they used to do together, things Dot said or liked, Lettie. Awkward but kind Lettie was suddenly not even good enough anymore to even trail after her. ‘She’s weird,’ Rina said in the end, apologetic but firm. ‘Well yes,’ Dot wanted to say. ‘But that never bothered you before.’

But like a coward she didn’t say anything. Rina is her only friend, apart from her sister. And so Dot clings on, even though the stink of an impending friend-break up is hanging heavy in the air.

“Go,” Dot finally says, shooing Lettie along. “Let’s get this over with. I’ll wait for you at the gate after class.”