Hey anon, thanks for the prompt, but I already have a Shikako/Sasuke dealing with pregnancy prompt lined up for full fic not the Three-Sentence-Fic-Meme fic. I will hopefuly get to that sooner rather than later?
It’ll probably be called something like Walking Around (Down Every Road) since it’s a little bit of a crossover between my two series.
“It’s a ghost vacuum,” Shikako explains of the series of tubes and canisters that Naruto prods curiously, “It has a ninety six percent chance of siphoning and containing a ghost possessing anything, even a person.”
“What’s the other four percent?” Sasuke asks dubiously.
Shikako grins, wide and completely suspicious, “Well… it might just suck out the user’s soul instead–but that’s within the margin of error, so the ghost vacuum is totally safe!”
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(2 – anonymous – Shikako & Yoshino, Stars Also Dream ‘verse, Yoshino tries out Shikako’s ‘lightsaber’)
As far as your daughter is concerned, you are not a kenjutsu specialist, but she see’s no harm in letting you try out her newest sword.
It activates with an eerily similar sound, but no accompanying vibration in the Force–fuinjutsu, not crystals, and your daughter didn’t make it herself, but you think the yellow blade suits her.
You deactivate and return it after a moment, hand clenching around emptiness: nothing will compare to your own lightsaber.
Dad summons hawks, Mum summons deer–even if the deer contract didn’t have to go back to the Nara clan, neither of them feel right to her.
Itachi-oji sits beside her on the veranda, calm and translucent like the steam rising from her tea cup.
Silence is as much a part of their relationship as talking; after a few minutes, Itachi-oji suggests, “What about cats?”
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(4 – anonymous – Shikako & Chiyako, admiration)
It’s not too surprising, really, admiration for childhood heroes turning into respect as she gets older.
Shikako-nee is kind and smart and strong, a credit to the village and her clan, a good role model for a young girl, even the future Aburame matriarch.
Chiyako keeps the friendship bracelet long after the thread has worn away.
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(5 – anonymous – Academy Teacher Shino, Next Gen DoS, landscape changing legacy)
Shino comes to the Academy early in the morning to prepare for the day, a bit of calm before the chaos that makes up his class.
Amusingly, he knows many of this class comes by it naturally: the children of his friends, all of whom have less than orderly dispositions.
He chuckles, sound muffled by the collar of his coat, bringing out the detailed map of the Elemental Nations–today’s lesson is about his friends’ other legacies.
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A/N: I think I’d like to slow down on the Three Sentence Fic Meme for now, maybe only one or two more installments, so put your last prompt in the askbox today.
I actually have yet to write that wanderlust!Team Seven fic, anon, though it is on my list for not-Three-Sentence-Fic-Meme fic so, unfortunately, I will not be writing that for the meme but I will be writing that eventually (… hopefully).
Although, now that you bring it up, it would be interesting if it’s in a three sentence fic format since, well, there are three of them…
… I… what is this? Do you want me to write a song? Do I need to somehow establish how the music industry works in the Naruto world which has trains as high tech at one point and, somehow, laptops about two decades later all within three sentences? Is this Shikako reacting to the song about her, or the popularity of the song about her, or the fact that someone is apparently in love with her after she does a no doubt mostly run-of-the-mill village/country saving mission?
You’ve already written your three sentence fic, anon:
Shikako saves a village. One of the villagers falls in love with her and writes a song about her that becomes famous. Upon hearing that song, Shikako is surprised.
… did you maybe want to parse down and reword your prompt, anon, or try a different prompt entirely?
Sorry, anon, I’m not sure I understand this one–could you clarify what you’re prompting?
As far as I know, Shino (and, maybe, Iruka-sensei) are the only specified Academy teachers for Next Gen kids.
Also, by “Shikako lessons” do you mean the exploding tags lessons or lessons about Shikako? In which case… why would they have lessons about Shikako? The Academy would be teaching students how to be shinobi and while ninja history is part of that, it would be a really brief thing and not really focus on specific people so much unless it’s how to interpret a bingo book page?
Hm… so something like… “Academy Teacher Shino, Next Gen DoS, landscape-changing legacy,” anon?
Sorry, anon, I’m not sure I understand this one–could you clarify what you’re prompting?
As far as I know, Shino (and, maybe, Iruka-sensei) are the only specified Academy teachers for Next Gen kids.
Also, by “Shikako lessons” do you mean the exploding tags lessons or lessons about Shikako? In which case… why would they have lessons about Shikako? The Academy would be teaching students how to be shinobi and while ninja history is part of that, it would be a really brief thing and not really focus on specific people so much unless it’s how to interpret a bingo book page?
(1 – anonymous – more 2.1, Naruto/Shikako, soulmate!AU)
Shikako has always known–even if her parents hadn’t sat her down and explained to her, she would’ve figured it out on her own, spiral seals on her skin containing nothing.
But soulmates are vulnerabilities, any shinobi’s ultimate weakness, and she won’t let herself be used against him.
Naruto learns to read from the words painted beneath long sleeves, short apologies and pleads to stay safe and little notes that make his days less awful.
The Nara clan have been predominantly Rain types–laziness just one step off from tranquility–action from strategy, strategy from logic, logic from calm.
Storm is passion, chaos and destruction, almost the opposite of Rain.
One day, Shikako will learn to balance the two–or at least, she hopes so, trying not to wince at the wreckage around her.
Tobirama is desperate–no more lost brothers, he prays–final gambit flowing from heart to mind to reality; he will gladly give his life and soul to the Shinigami if Hashirama and the village survive.
Shikako, thankfully, requires less than that, stepping forward, determined and prepared, shadows lashing out and carving an array of seals on the ground.
True, he is a fuinjutsu master, but so is Shikako, standing on the shoulders of giants.
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(4 – anonymous – Special Jounin crew, complaining about Shikako)
The first time Shikako gives them the slip, it skips impressive and amusing and goes straight to aggravating and requiring vengeance–morning training with Gai, enough said.
The second time, it becomes a competition that continues through the third, fourth, fifth, sixth…
By attempt thirty eight, it becomes a bitter gruelling necessity.
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(5 – anonymous – Shikako, temporary Academy teacher)
“So you’re all, what, eight?” Shikako asks the crowd of small faces staring at her, trying not to break out into hives at all the attention.
“Let’s see,” she mutters to herself, feeling the seconds slip by and the silence grow and the awkward need to fill it with something, anything, “what was I learning when I was eight?”
Needless to say, teaching eight year olds how to draw exploding tags probably wasn’t her best idea–she is never asked to substitute at the Academy ever again.
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A/N: I have a sort of idea of what I would want a KHRxDoS fusion to be like, and I wrote a brainstorm for it, but I don’t think I’ll ever actually write it.
“Well,” Shikako muses drunkenly, leaning against Sasuke who sighs and resigns himself to being a wall, “I’m not much one for or enforcering order… enfordering… law stuff… but I do like solving mysteries.”
“No, Shikako, we’ve got that side covered, I’m just asking you to take a look at some seals that were on the scene,” Sasuke says, futilely.
“I’m gonna be a consoli-date, consulate… consulting detective!” she declares, before bursting into giggles.
“What is the purpose of these?” Sai asks, examining the bracelets closely, as if somehow the thread and beads will reveal hidden techniques or secrets.
“There’s no purpose,” Shikako answers, finishing up the green and black band before looping it around Sai’s wrist–he acquiesces, easily. “Well, except for signifying friendship.”
Sasuke, in the midst of cooking breakfast–which, considering the number of people living in the house, is no small feat–groans as if he’s been stabbed in the gut, but manfully keeps silent otherwise.
Kiba and, somehow, Akamaru both look incredulously at Shikako from the kitchen table, “How do you just lose track of the legendary Sword of the Thunder God?”
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(4 – anonymous – Team Eight’s thoughts on Shikako)
Little lioness hiding her face, looks upon the doe with esteem.
Beetle, all-seeing, watches and waits for the queen of the forest.
Fangs sharp, wits sharper, dog and doe run together, a pack mate with hooves.
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(5 – anonymous – even more 6.1, Shikako/Haku, Project Runway!AU, flustered!Shikako)
She can barely believe she’s at Fashion Week, much less presenting a show of her own original designs, but she’s made it and she can feel her lungs deflating like a popped balloon.
Everything is going impossibly smoothly, models strutting down the catwalk, Haku flawless with the finale, and suddenly he’s backstage and pulling her forward toward the audience.
A microphone is suddenly in her hands, all cameras and eyes and lights on her, she can barely breathe; a baffled wheeze escapes her mouth–way to go, Shikako, so suave.
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A/N: I don’t think all of the Konoha Thirteen would be in a single polyamorous living situation, because–as I went into in depth with the Walking Around ‘verse–not everyone is poly… but I did also bring up how Sasuke would prefer Shikako’s other relationships to be with anyone but Gaara so…
I don’t think I can fill this anon because… I don’t understand this prompt. Are you prompting me for recursive fic of recursive fic? I don’t think I’ve even read that fic. I just–what?
Okay–this isn’t aimed at you specifically, anon, this is to all my readers in general–so:
Some of the prompts for the Three Sentence Fic Meme are getting kind of difficult to understand and they’re also, bewilderingly, getting longer. If I only have three sentences to fill your prompt, then it doesn’t make sense for you to send a prompt that is longer than three sentences. At that point you’ve already written your story so all I can do is try not to copy paste your prompt.
Again, it’d be super appreciated if prompts were in a more clear format like:
“Character(s)/Ship, AU or canon!DoS, theme/event/idea in less than ten words.”
For example: “Shikaara, modern royalty!AU, commemorative bobbleheads” or “Shikako & Kakashi, canon!DoS, Hokage!Kakashi assigns Shikako to be a jounin sensei.” Something like this, please, would be helpful. Obviously I’m not going to count your sweet reviews against you (which, thanks, I’m happy you all enjoy my writing).
I mean, I’m really glad everyone is so enthusiastic and participating, but it’s getting really confusing, and it’s beginning to feel like I’m spending more time trying to decipher prompts than I am actually filling them which is what I think we’re all here for.
(1 – anonymous – even more 3.4, Shikako/Gaara, modern royalty!AU, family POV)
Theirs is not a family of soft gestures and kind words, as harsh and imposing as the desert they rule over–but Temari is queen now, and while her future is irrevocably tied to her country, that doesn’t mean her brothers’ must be as well.
“You won’t get the throne,” she says, fact more than prediction, nearly ringing with decree; Gaara looks at her with barely concealed hope.
“Do as you will,” she finishes, permission and blessing, as close to kindness as their family can get.
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(2 – anonymous – Shikako/Shino, rescue mission)
He has been held prisoner for four days: his hive has been depleted, he has had minimal food, water, and sleep, and his left arm is still broken–the situation is less than optimal.
A small spider crawling beneath his cell door is all the warning he gets before an explosion reverberates through the facility, sounds of fighting and screaming following not long after, the spider making its calm but swift pace towards him.
Another, smaller, closer explosion breaks open his door revealing Shikako and his younger sister’s team, “I told you I’d come back for you.”
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(3 – anonymous – Shikako, collective realization of butt-kicking ability)
It’s one thing for Shikako to put up a fight against Gaara who is, despite being a jinchuuriki and now the Kazekage, still a kid their age.
It’s another thing for her to take on a Sannin.
“Brats these days take things so seriously, it wasn’t a real challenge,” Jiraiya grouses, though the pride in his eyes could not be more obvious: he didn’t lose, and Shikako’s been sequestered in the hospital for chakra depletion again, but it was a damn near thing.
“You probably shouldn’t do… any of this,” Shikako says, bewildered, eyeing Aoba and gingerly picking through the pile of detailed notes he dropped on her desk.
“Not even the pathway of flower petals?”
“That sounds expensive,” she answers, “and excessive considering this is only your second date… also… I’m thirteen–why are you asking me for dating advice?”
“Oh, no,” Kakashi-sensei says completely deadpan, as he leans casually against a barrel of sake “my cute student has gone missing; none of her adoring fans can find her.”
From inside the barrel comes the muffled response, “You’d hide, too, with fans like that.”
“Lucky for this talking sake, my cute student is not on duty for another two hours,” Kakashi-sensei knocks on the barrel twice before wandering back out to the party, gearing up to deal with his own horde of fans.
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A/N: While I love the enthusiasm of some of these prompts and appreciate getting prompts at all, if I could request them to be in this format–
“Character and/or Ship, AU or canon!DoS, theme/event/idea less than ten words”
–then that would be great. I don’t want to police it too much, but it’s kind of difficult to parse what some of the prompts are saying.