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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...

...drawn, both blades laced with lightning. The only sounds coming from the fog was sword wind, electricity, and the thump of falling bodies. * By the time Raiden took his mask off, the blood under his eye was dry, forming a long, crimson, crusted line down his cheek and ending at the edge of...

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...

...floors, staining the wood. Looking toward the mess with a belated sense of betrayal, he flashed his companion with a sharp grin. "Right, Kakashi?" * Takeshi heard the doors slide open, and the footsteps that followed, yet he did not move. Gin might as well have been a ghost with all the...

*** 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...

...in his eyes for the benefit of his former students, though the palpable tension in the small room suggested this was hardly a happy reunion. ***** They entered and it felt like an invasion. The room became too small, the air stiff and thick, and in response, Sasuke's muscles tensed like...

His name. There was some irony in that request, causing Satoru's lips to twist into a sharp, vile smile, one that did not seem at home on the handsome, pale face, and the shadows, born from flames, flickering across his cheeks only made the expression seem more sinister; it was his own kind of...

She's not well. Without Obito's borrowed sharingan, Kakashi had lost part of his sharpened perception -- the world was no longer a finely-tuned image painted within his mind's eye -- but somethings didn't need a penetrating gaze to see, and it was easier to pick up on things he knew well, from...

...of his guard -- Boar and Bear at the door, with Cat and Dog outside the window, on the roof -- and these steps weren't as heavy and strident. ***** "Hokage-sama!" The ANBU in the bear mask sounded surprised, and after being slapped in the shoulder by his partner, straightened his back and...

Walk in the shadows.

Why was he here? With his back on the cot, the cool cloth resting against his forehead, Sasuke tilted his head so his obsidian eye, and the ringed one hidden behind strands of dark hair, could watch Sakura. He didn't need his sharingan to see how the cherry blossom shook in his presence, as if...