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    Hard work beats genius. Zanka is gonna tattoo that onto the sorry fuckin' hide of everyone who's ever doubted him, and he's gonna start with Jabber fuckin' Wonger. He's gonna prove he's nothing like that guy, or his shithead family.

    (The rush he feels at the sight of blood, at the sweet sound of agony, doesn't mean a thing.)

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    Rice Village said the sign, in faded, peeling letters. Behind the group of villagers was a fence of bamboo and further on, scattered minka—old, rural-style houses with thatched, gabled roofs. Front and centre was Naruto, wearing his trademark orange and a huge grin. Still boyish and round, he couldn't have been more than eighteen.

    A rice farmer. Naruto was a rice farmer.

    (Or, the AU where Sasuke returns after eight years away to discover that Konoha has changed, Naruto is a surprisingly adept rice farmer, and he have missed him a lot more than he thought.)

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    "Life is so sad, he would think in those moments. It's so sad, and yet we all do it." - Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

    or: when the rent is due and the only solution is to mull it over in your pretty neighbor's apartment.

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    That day, he had gotten into a fight at school. His parents had to come pick him up early, and on the way home, they crashed. Lee was in the backseat, an arm's length away when his parents died. Though that wasn't the memory he held from that day. The sight of blood, crimson red drying to a dark brown, and a little red-haired boy who walked into the station covered in it.

    He couldn't get him out of his head. Even more than a decade later, Rock Lee still thinks about that boy daily. Wonders who he became, how he looks, what his name is; obsessively. He needs to know anything and everything he can about this boy.

    (or: In which Lee is a stalker trying to find someone he met as a young child, and he finds him exactly where he last saw him.)
    (No warnings for now, might change later)

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    12 Dec 2024

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    haven’t posted a fic in years this is strictly for the love of the game

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    19 Nov 2024