Smuty - Blog Posts

And I’m back with something that has been in my draft for AGES, and it’s FINALLY HERE. I call it “sweet time” :) -Smuty-

Let’s take a moment to appreciate the fact that this one is still up for now :P

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Can you tell backgrounds aren’t my thing?

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Inspired by this by @89mix!  Playing doll with Sasuke is always irresistible...

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It is!!! (once again) Flufy’s!! Birthday!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TUMBLR-MATE!!! Here’s a cute ship of ours: her SNS kid OC Arashi, and Mitsuki, Orochimaru’s son (do you taste the savoury joke in pairing Sasuke’s child with Orochimaru’s? Because I do.) Basically Arashi is this Walking Cute Catastrophe, while Mitsuki is very composed and handsome and otherworldy. I have a few funny headcanons about them :P I HOPE YOU LIKE YOUR BABY GURL WITH HER SEXY BOYFRIEND, FLUFY!!! :D - Smuty -

A tender SNS moment ^.^ I did this with my coloured pencils (I’m pretty sure I liked the sketch version better, but oh well (oh and Sasuke’s blush did not survive the digitalisation :/)) - Smuty -

We’re not dead!! Here’s a doodle of Naruto to prove it!! :D

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Folks, it’s been ages since I’ve posted anything, but I’m too busy right now to finish anything, so here’s a WIP in the meantime :) - Smuty -

April’s fool swap!

Here’s my contribution to the April’s fool swap mentionned in this post!

Flufy made one too!

(English isn’t our first language, we did our best)

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It’s a beautiful day.

After so much mist, so much water, so much smoke and mirrors and snow, he cannot feel the morning sun kiss on his face and think otherwise.

Kakashi is recovering, (so is he, actually), so they are to remain in this town for now. He hates to be stuck there, without his scrolls and books and unable to train. So much time to think, he usually welcomes it. It allows him to steel himself, to refocus himself over and over on his resolutions and to hold on tight onto his memories.

He doesn’t welcome it just now, when his mind betrays him even more than his body.

Yesterday, he almost died.

Today, when he opened his eyes, an unusual feeling sat heavy on his chest, where a stripe of sunlight fell from the window. What is the sun for ? he thinks. What is warmth for ? Why does it have to be bright, clear and so painfully comforting ? Comfort has always been but a weakness, to him. No, that isn’t the truth. There was a time when he was self-indulgent. Comfort, then, was something he allowed himself to have aplenty, something that was but distantly tainted by a sense of guilt that bore the face of his father, spoke with the voice of his father.

He almost died yesterday.

The problem doesn’t lie with the « dying » part of the sentence ; death, he knows about, he has seen its heartless work and felt its cold clutch. Death, for him, has been woved into the fabric of his very existence since he was 8. The problem lies with the « almost ». If he had either died for good or not thrown  himself in front of any lethal needles altogether… If only, he thinks in a young and small inner voice, if only he had just died. He would have been free from it all. From the pain, the memories, the hate and the thirst for revenge.

Free from the exquisite, unbearable kiss of the sun.

Naruto is being loud and cheerful, and obviously believes he does a good job at pretending everything is alright. The fool. Casual observation makes him revise his judgement, though. Yes, Naruto is a fool, but all the others are even bigger fools for not seeing through his gesticulations.

And I, the biggest fool of all, he thinks.

What is unnerving is that, having survived, he now has to deal with the implications of his (attempted) grand sacrifice. He couldn’t even die for someone properly. (He was always the disappointing one, after all.) The implications are thus : he was supposed to live and die for his objective. Not find himself so violently shaken off his intended path as to throw it all to the wind in order to save someone else’s life.

Someone else.

Naruto’s eyes dart his way for the uptenth time since the battle on the bridge settled down. Eyes a bit like Sakura’s, that weight on him. Eyes like his own mind, full of unsaid, unspeakable things that he will never aknowledge beyond mild annoyance. Yes, he’s alive, so if they could both get over it already. His eyes sure don’t keep coming back to the usuratonkachi like he was some kind of magnet, do they ? It’s not that hard, damn it. If he can just avoid looking at him directly for some time…

Actually, cross that : his eyes just met the idiot’s. As with the few previous times it has happened since the day before, it sends his brain into panick mode and he automatically makes a sour face, mirrored instantly on the usuratonkachi’s features, and they both look away. From the corner of his eye, he can see that Sakura, who apparently deals with his resurrection by sticking close to him at all times, has noticed. But there is only so much he can feel miserable about, so. Let her ponder. He’s already at his maximum, what with feigning indifference.

His controls are in shambles. This is so bad. And the day is so bright. He would glare at the sun were it not an idea so stupid even the idiot would ridicule him for it. Still, the bizarre temptation remains. He cannot glare at his preferred target for obvious reasons, and the sun would be the next best thing. He settles for closing his eyes and regrets it as soon as, instead of blood under a full moon and a room full of pain, appears a teary face with a wide, trembling grin – sunshine through rainy clouds – as if burned against his eyelids.

He heaves a silent sigh. Whatever. This isn’t the first time the usuratonkachi has puzzled him to the point of getting under his skin, and it certainly won’t be the last. (This time, though, whispers a treacherous voice that he doesn’t manage to ignore as well as Sakura’s or Kakashi’s, this time it is not about what Naruto did, like kiss him out of the blue in front of the entire class, no, this time he was the one to do something that he can’t make any sense of, like give up his life and purpose so that Naruto would keep on breathing, and keep on dreaming – but such irrelevant details are to be carefully swept aside. There is no sense in dwelling on things like emotions, bodies that move on their own, or comfort that ruthlessly takes apart the frozen cores of loneliness.)

He is grateful for the fact that the hoarseness resulting from his neck injuries gives him an excuse to be even more taciturn than usual, as it gives him time to recover from this blow on his mental balance. Small mercies. Who would want to talk on such a beautiful day, anuway ? Naruto does, of course. Naruto wouldn’t understand (though he comes the closest) and Naruto has him own way of dealing with pain.

The deadly boy, soft-spoken, and swift, and so startingly innocent : of course that idiot had to go and befriend him when he was their ennemy, right before they had to fight him – right before he had to die. This is why Naruto is a fool and Sasuke cannot understand him : how he hopes still, how he has so much to give when he received nothing but hatred and rejection. He cannot understand how He-Who-Has-Lonely-Eyes can have encountered real violence for the first time yesterday, and crack as many bad jokes and blinding smiles today.

Of course it was nothing like his own witnessing of the death of his entire clan and family. But still. This boy feels so much, he knows (he knows, perhaps, better than anyone). And he may seem shallow but he is anything but (this, also, he knows intimately).

(He so wishes he hadn’t been put on the same team as this particular boy, he so wishes it mattered as little as he lets on, as little as he initially thought it would. He so wished the mere sight of him didn’t rouse a dull ache in the pit of his stomach, right where you would steal an opponent’s breath from him; and he so wishes that none of this was so sickeningly akin to all that he tries his damnedest to kill in himself. He so wishes he was well past wishful thinking.)

He realizes that, for once, he kind of welcomes Sakura’s fussing, for she, at least, is safe to be around. It’s easy to feel a companionship with her that provides a measure of relief without threatening the very foundations upon which he built himself.

That is how he knows how very bad this is. Because even this relief shouldn’t be indulged in, and yet it feels immeasurably safer than what Naruto does to him. Even worse : he has noticed all this a long time ago, and still let it happen, this… melting of sorts.

(Naked truth : Sasuke is shaken. Badly. Shocked and furious at himself. How did he allow this to happen ? How come he cares so little about what he almost did ? As if given the chance to second-guess himself, to consider what he was about to do, he would have shielded Naruto just the same ? But hush. Hush. Such thoughts, flaring and burning, they don’t belong with him. Hush.)

Yes, he finds all of this quite unnerving. How the day is so sunny, how some people smile and brag and bounce around, how some people, cheerfully and with pugnacity, build bridges against all odds.

Yeah.

How long before this annoying awkwardness between him and the usuratonkachi dies down and is forgotten and never talked about again ? In the meantime, they’ll keep passing it off as hostility, and that will be comfortably far from anything like comfort. In theory.

If only it wasn’t such a beautiful day.

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I was trying to come up with their first kiss, and this nonsense happened.

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It’s Flufy’s birthday, and she’s Shisuita trash, so there we go. JOYEUX ANNIVERSAIRE, MEUF!!!

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I have many ideas for what might be happening here, and Gai is being his naive self and Kakashi his manipulative self in all of them. x)

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Ask and it is given x)

Not enough Sasuke on my dash lately. That’s not okay!

I doodled the cuties

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Someone (strangely enough) requested Yagami Raito in A2, so.... There we go! XD

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Headcanon in which they got curious after that first kiss and there was quite a lot of a follow up on it....

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AU in which the Uchiha massacre and coup were both avoided thanks to Shisui and Itachi, nobody died, and a little sister was born. Meet Flufy and I’s OC Midori, the little brat who has way too much of Sasuke’s character for peace to be maintained.

Itachi, without the crushing pressure, is finally able to relax and becomes just a tiny bit of an asshole. XD Nobody notices apart from Shisui, who loves him anyway.

Fugaku and Mikoto have given up at that point. Everyone is (more or less) happy.

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Here’s the Jazuli we were talking about here! =D

It’s inspired from this post we saw a long time ago where two female athletes end up in this exact same pose (I lost the link sorry, I’ll add it if I ever find it again). Most Awkward Tits Fondling.

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Trying out a new technique, not sure this is finished, but heh XD

The text is from “The Dull Flame of Desire” by Björk. I was working on Naruto’s eyes and the lyrics came to mind.

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Our conversations are really ridiculous

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Orochimaru is as pretty as a girl and he knows it. Jiraiya is bad at denial.

I had fun with the flowers: in his hair, Orochimaru is wearing a Chocolate lily (kuroyuri) that represents love and curse in the Japanese flower meaning (according to Wikipedia at least *cough*). The Japanese name is actually “black lily” and I think it fits him really well. (Especially since in a coming piece I chose to pair white and orange lilies with Sasuke, but you’ll see :P)

And on his kimono, that I conceive a bit as his disguise, are white anemones that symbolize sincerity.

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All my “stupid kiss” drawings in one post, woohoo! It’s a proper time to post it, after all.

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This was supposed to be as quick and stupid as the other two, but of course my brain went “nakedness!! Means!!! ANatoMY!!! DO THIS RIGHT!!!!”....

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So I said my quick Kisachi drawing may have a follow up, and behold, this is it! (Normally one more to come - the # for this is #stupid kiss xD)

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I’ve had this done for a long time and kept it while I was wondering how to background it. I will never background it, obviously. So here it is. XD

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A quick, stupid and cute Kisachi before going to bed (me, I mean, not them... wait)

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Can you tell backgrounds aren’t my thing?

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The Akatatsuki goes to the onsen. Itachi is being Itachi. - Smuty -

What happens when they’re casually strolling together and Shisui decides it’s a good moment to kiss his cute boyfriend. - Smuty -

Sneak peek of a WIP of mine °v° - Smuty -

This was some months ago, and I had forgotten about it, but we just stumbled upon it, and Flufy wanted to color and post it. So there we go. HERE IS THE TRUE NATURE OF PRINCESS FLUFY, MAKE NO MISTAKES SHE’S THE TRUE DEVIL OF THIS COLLABORATION. - Smuty -