fight me bakas

AOT Characters as their stereotypes...

Eren-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Armin-*Crying Constantly*

Mikasa-ERENERENERENERENEREN

Jean-HEEEYYYE GUURRRRLL

Marco-Half Off (not really a stereotype)

Connie-who?

Sasha-Potato Potato Potato

Bertholdt-*Standing there, nervously*

Reiner-I am gay gay gay I like long big cocks I am super super gay I like long big cocks

Annie-Fight me b-baka!

Krista/Historia-Good thing she’s pretty

Ymir-oi you wot m8

Erwin-Daddy with a belt

Levi-Tchtchtchtchtchtch all these brats not enough space

Hanji-Fuckin doctor evil over here

Gotta See! Gotta Know! Kakashi Sensei's True Face Finished: Team 7

Summary: An adult Team 7, overwhelmed with curiosity, seek one last time to uncover their sensei’s true face 

WARNING: THIS OCCURS IN THE CANNON WORLD OF NARUTO, MEANING SASUSAKU AND NARUHINA EXIST IN THIS FIC 

Naruto paced back and forth in front of them for quite a bit until he finally spoke.

“I have an idea.”

Sakura, standing just two feet in front of Sasuke, looked annoyed.

“Is this important, Naruto, because the hospital needs me.” Sakura replied standoffishly. 

“I come before the hospital.” He gave them both a thumbs up, “As the Hokage, anything I say goes!”

“Baka! I can still beat you into the ground.”

“I can have you arrested for that now!”

“Like hell.”

“If you hit me hard enough!”

“Instead of arresting me, just fight me yourself baka!”

“You wouldn’t stand a chance.”

“Oh, so you’re talking back to me now?”

“Stop the banter.” Sasuke said cooly. They both turned to him. “Just tell us what you want from us, Naruto.”

“The nurses said it was an emergency.” Sakura pressed her lips together, “I thought you were hurt.” 

Naruto rubbed his hands together and looked ominously at them. They both leaned in expecting a new threat, a new enemy, someone a million times more powerful than Kaguya. 

“We’re still very curious, I’m sure.” his eyes darted back and forth from Sakura to Sasuke, “about it.”

“About what?” Sakura’s voice hinted of desperation. He was still the same theatrical performer, that one, even as a thirty three year old man.

“About what’s behind the mask.”

A gust of wind blew past them. No noise except local birds gawking in the distance. Sakura stared at him with her head cocked to the side. Sasuke, who was now only one foot away from his wife, grabbed her just as she pounced forward. 

“BAKA!!! I WILL KILL YOU! YOU DEMANDED I LEAVE THE HOSPITAL FOR THIS?!?!”

Sasuke felt his grip weaken. His wife was a terrifically powerful woman. One that even he had a difficult time restraining. 

“Naruto,” Sasuke said after Sakura stopped thrashing in his arms, “I’m not interested in things like that.”

Sakura looked up at him. She would agree, but deep down in her heart, a heart eroded by time and death and war, there was still a fierce childish curiosity. She hated being taken away from her duties, and she certainly despised Naruto at that point, but…she could not deny that she was interested.

Sasuke let her go and started walking the other way. 

“Come on, Sakura, I’ll walk you to the hospital.”

But just as the pink haired kunoichi started towards him, Naruto bent over and whispered–

“But what if he has bucked teeth?”

Sakura watched her husband stop in his tracks.

“Tiny lips?”

No movement. Was he even breathing?

“A mustache!”

“A huge mouth!”

“Rotting teeth!”

Sasuke turned around with a defeated look on his face, “alright. Fine. But this time…we do it right.”

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