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CRAVING: Really wanting to write Sasuke at the moment! Preferably against a Sakura, but also willing to do so against an OC leaning into the same dynamic. INTRODUCTIONYo! Grave (they/them) here, your friendly neighborhood Uchiha cheerleader, back with a craving that just can’t be satiated...

‘I’ll relinquish one bullet — where do you want it?’

Who is Grave ~ Besides Someone With A Questionable Night Job? Yo! I’m Grave, 25, nice to meet you. I’m a gamer, of both the video and tabletop kind, with a love of RPGs. When I roll dice, I roll hot garbage, and still have loads of fun. I have a cat, who’s as spoiled as the gods of misfortune...

INTRODUCTION: Howdy! With the release of Legendary Edition (finally!), and that teaser for a new game (Liara?!), I’ve been craving a RP set in my favorite game series of all time. But before I get ahead of myself, let me introduce myself as a writer: DETAIL:First and foremost, I love detail...

Raiden cared little for his own life. It wasn’t born from a jagged, deep scar left by psychological damage, but a calculated consequence of upbringing. The most dangerous enemies were those with nothing left to lose, and when one stepped past the fear of gambling with their own skin, it...

Patience certainly wasn’t a virtue known to Raiden, and in a few precious moments, whatever little the Hatake had earned through shared outcast status and camaraderie was expelled in a single breath, worn thin to the point of non-existence. Not that such a feat was especially hard — kami know...

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The bared back, coated by dancing shadows from the flickering flames of their campfire, made Raiden’s instincts stir. With the uncertainty inching up his spine, he couldn’t help but note how easily it would be to draw his katana and strike before the half-breed could even react. The thought...

Three Hours Earlier The only sound made as Raiden descended from the tree came seconds after it was too late. His katana was already drawn from its saya, held in his left hand with practiced precision. The grove within its blade made the metal howl as it slung through air, only sparking to life...

INTRODUCTION: Yo! Grave here, looking for a craving that keeps on crawling in my skin (cue Linkin Park): Naruto! Yes, the itch never leaves. For all its flaws, plot holes, and LOLHashiramaCells, the series still has a special place in my heart. Before I get into the meat of this request, let me...

"Clearly," came Satoru's lazy, short of being snide, remark as Shiho came to the end of her tirade; certainly being held like a pup by the scruff, floundering with huffiness and indignation, made her look like anything but a lady. An animal, perhaps, foaming uselessly from the mouth. Even with...

*** Rain Country, Circa Twenty Years Ago. They did not trust him. Even with the headband that declared himself a shinobi of the Sand hidden away, the villagers regarded him with cold suspicion. He was a stranger with a chokuto on his hip, after all, walking into their market in the middle of a...

Satoru watched Kakashi's movements with the vigilance of a animal standing its territory; the weight of the sword on his lap offered comfort, because it was a guarantee. They were close, which would make for awkward use of the weapon, but its edge was freshly sharpened, and another feature of...

"An understatement," Kakashi mused, remembering the first week of the transition, during which he could have sworn he was wearing on Tsunade's de-aging jutsu enough for her rage to bring out wrinkles in her forehead. He couldn't help but chuckle, and his eyes crinkled fondly at the mention of...