Book Smarts Sai X ReaderBook Smarts Sai X Reader by VampireGodesNyx
A loud sigh escaped your throat as you walked back from the training ground. It was dull, dreary and cold out this evening, all things that added to your current displeasure. Your body was tired and sore from a long day of training and your shaking legs were more than ready to give out. As much as you wanted to go home, shower and fall into your bed, the loud rumbling of your stomach prevented you from doing so. Too tired to make even a simple sandwich for yourself, you slowly walked over to Ichiraku Ramen sat down on one of the bar stools and slumped over the counter. “I don't know why I do this to myself. I'm going to be sore for at least a week. By then I will have gone on another mission, and I'll be sore from that.”
“You shouldn't work yourself so hard then. Resting can be just as important as training can be you know.” Smiling as always, Sai sat down next to you and placed his hand on your shoulder in an attempt to be reassuring.
Silent Observer Sai x ReaderSilent Observer Sai x Reader by VampireGodesNyx
“Hmm, this one doesn't look too bad on me at all. I don't know when I'd ever get a chance to wear it, but it would be nice to have.” You looked into the mirror once again and scrutinized what you saw in the reflection. After trying on at least a dozen different outfits, this was the first one you actually liked. Seeing as you were usually busy with missions, training and other important duties, it wasn't very often at all that you had the time to do something you enjoyed. With an entire day with nothing to do, you had decided you would try your hand at shopping, only to find that it was actually much more difficult and stressful than you'd originally imagined. “On second thought, I don't really like the color all that much. Maybe I should try something else on.” With a sigh, you slumped back into the dressing room. After a few more outfits, and no luck at all, you looked into the mirror to judge your newest choice of clothing only to
Bad Influence [Sai Ficlet]Bad Influence [Sai Ficlet] by Mz-Hyde
[Name] rested her chin in her hand as she looked over at the rest of Team Seven. Honestly, they always got together to have lunch, but their lunches were always boring. All Naruto talked about was ramen while eating ramen. All Sakura did was sit there and try to get Naruto to stop eating long enough to talk with an empty mouth. Sai would insult Naruto and Kakashi... some adult he was. He just watched the whole thing happen.
Sighing, she looked down at her ramen and stirred the noodles around in the broth with her chopsticks. What would it take to get this lunch kicked up a notch? A sudden idea entered her mind and she smiled deviously, shooting a look over her shoulder at the others, who weren't paying any kind of attention whatsoever to her.
Grabbing one of her chopsticks, she stabbed it through one of the fishcakes floating around in the broth before turning to face the others. Carefully aiming her chopstick, she flicked her wrist forward and send the fishcake flying. Right at Naruto
I am not an artist at all! I have no talent for art. I can't draw paint, sculpt, sew. My hands shake too much to be good at any of those things. Seeing as how Parkinson's disease runs in my family. It wouldn't surprise me if I developed it. I however might try might hand at photography once I purchase a digital camera. All the things you see on my page aren't made by me. I just buy things I like and deviantart seemed like a good way to be able to share these items with others. Besides these items I share here are hand made by artists and are 3D works of art so what better place to show them off than deviantart even if I didn't make them myself!|
I forgot to mention I share this account with my teenage daughter Brandy. She loves Japanese anime. She is the one .that favourites or comments on anime stuff.
In case you were wondering why I chose this name it is because I worship The DARK LORD. But don't worry I don't eat babies or torture kitties or any other such nonsense attributed to Satan Worshipers. Most Satan worshipers have nothing to do with that shit. The trouble making teenagers who claim to worship Satan are the ones who do that shit. They just use Satanism as a way to act out. They end up leaving Satanism when they grow up because they weren't in it for Lord Satan.
We are just normal people who for one reason or other decided that Lord Satan was going to be our Lord and Master.