《naruto character one shots》Model Behavior [Shikamaru Nara]
Advertisement
You couldn't help the feeling of self pity, which began to manifest itself in the pit of your stomach. Your eyes couldn't leave the page, the cover of the magazine. There stood a model, long dark hair all the way down her back, parted perfectly in the middle. Her proportions were flawless: big almond shaped glittering green eyes, stunning eyebrows, rosy red cheeks, full lips drawn taut in a pout, which to you, didn't stifle her beauty at all.
The woman's body was lean and long, but her curves were still profound underneath her satin pearl dress. Her hands lay on her hips, her finger nails long and well kept in a French manicure, making the mermaid style gown even more flattering.
You have no idea who this was, and even as you flipped through the endless pages of other women, who looked stunning with or without make up or perfectly pin straight hair, you still had no knowledge of their names. Does it really matter though? With beauty like that your name could be anything and still no one would care. All you strived to do was look like the girl in the magazine.
"Oi, {Name}, quit reading that trash. It's gonna get you nowhere ogling woman who you'll never look like." Complained Shikamaru, one of your best friends.
You roughly turned the page in angst, intently reading a small article giving advice to beginners with makeup. A laugh escaped your lips, for you're no novice when it comes to caking your face in makeup.
A sigh of annoyance could be heard by Shikamaru, but you ignored him, allowing your eyes to scan the page, before finally settling on the heading: "Get The Look," which went on to explain what hair products and makeup the model had been applied with. But to your dismay, racking up all the products prices' came to way more than you could afford.
Advertisement
"Apparently even "natural beauty" costs money," you sighed, referring to the look of the model who looked fresh as a daisy.
You heard a faint, "give me that", before the magazine was ripped from your clutches by none other than Shika, who was of course fed up with hearing you glower about yourself, filling your head with negativity reading articles basically giving step by step instruction on how to look like somebody else.
In all honesty, it angered him. You're such a kind hearted, warm, amazing person. Yet all you want is to be anyone but yourself.
"Shikamaru, not funny. Give it back," you protested, attempting to retrieve your precious article.
Shikamaru then began to flip through the magazine for himself, rolling his eyes at every statement he read.
"In my opinion your hair looks so much prettier than this lady's."
"Why would you want to make such a drastic change to your face?"
"50 dollars for a "contour palette", it looks like this girl wiped shit on her face."
Every comment he made sounded incredulous to your ears, but he wouldn't understand. It had you practically pulling out your hair, thinking about trying to explain yourself to Shikamaru.
You glared at the pineapple haired boy, jumping up and down in attempt to get your prized possession back, but with every movement, Shika would hold it higher and higher, more and more out of your reach.
"Face it {Name}, you will never look like the girl in the magazine. The girl in the magazine doesn't even look like the girl in the magazine," Shikamaru stated nonchalantly, while throwing your magazine several yards away.
He finally rid you of the one thing holding you both back from what would be a relaxing, peaceful day at the park, cloud watching. This made his lips perk up in a triumphant smirk.
Advertisement
An angry huff of breathe escaped your lips before you attempted to go fetch it, but Shika grabbed your foot, trapping you right where you were.
"What the hell, Shikamaru," you complained, whilst crossing your arms over your chest.
"You listen to and take to heart every word that monotonous piece of garbage has to offer, yet you never listen to me. If anything, you should listen to what I have to say, seeing that I actually know you."- your posture straightened itself out just a hair, with interest in what your friend had to say to you- "{Name}, you're perfect the way you are, every single thing about you. You don't need long dark hair, your blonde color suits you fine. I actually find you quite beautiful, and- he awkwardly scratched at the back of his neck in embarrassment with what was to come- "and when we watch the clouds go by, admiring their simplicity, I find myself looking at you instead. If makeup makes you happy, paint your face, cake it on, blend that shit til your arms fall off; but do it to enhance yourself. Don't do it to look like someone else."
Shikamaru's speech had you entranced, eye wide in flattery. No one has ever said anything like that to you. Not even your own mother would spiel on like that just to get you to understand why you should feel comfortable in your own skin.
"Oh, Shika!" You exclaimed, throwing your arms around his neck.
His cheeks were tinged pink in embarrassment, their color intensifying especially after you briefly placed your lips over his, capturing him in a velvety smooth lip lock.
Pulling away, your eyes shone bright, the summer sunlight twinkling in your eyes.
"Did you really mean all that?" You asked, biting your lip in anticipation.
"Of course," he replied, pulling you onto his lap, lacing his fingers around your waist.
A smile of content broke across your face. The sun basked across your backs while you both admired the clouds, watching and waiting for a new shape to appear- and even when it was time to leave, you never went to retrieve that despicable piece of garbage, the one who's only accomplishment was sapping away your confidence.
Advertisement
The Lurking Lair - An Adventurer Series Short Story
Charlie had never felt comfortable in their own skin. Enduring the taunts and teasing that echoed from their youth had become all too commonplace. Most adults don't think twice about staring at someone who looks different. They may not speak the insults, but they are felt just the same. This book is a prequel to Adventurer, it is independent and stand alone, but it does contain spoilers that will give away world elements of that work. Spoiler: Nextlife offered the ultimate solution to Charlie's problems. Not only were they able to participate in the development of whole new worlds, they could find the perfect one. A world where Charlie could become the ultimate expression of their desires, dreams, and aspirations. After all, a dungeon isn't confined by the constraints of human interpretation. Join Charlie as they dive headfirst into the world of Elysium! Authors Note: I understand that gender discussions are not for everyone. If gender fluid concerns are an issue for you please consider not reading this story as it may upset you. If you can withhold your judgement, it is not a heavy topic of the narrative, but it is the MC's motivation to become what they become. I hope that this note helps folks.
8 149The End of Disappointment
What happens when the hero's journey ends with disappointment instead of happily ever after? Ghost. Butcher. Murderer. Some men attract names like flies, and Ryu Ishida unfortunately finds himself among their number. Once the son of a noble house, he knows firsthand what the quest for power in the world of the Rings can do to a man’s mind, yet he can only continue down the bloody path he started long ago, hoping that at its finish, he’ll find the end to his disappointment. Four hundred years after a portion of humanity was ripped from Earth and thrust into a world of magic, monsters, and swords, whatever cruel gods rule the Rings are stirring once more, and with them comes the chaos of progress. Monsters roam the land. Corruption breeds unchecked. Murderers slay their way to the heights of power. Ryu’s life could only be described as disappointing. Updates: 2-3 times a week. *Author Note: This story does not continue with the paint by the numbers Class LitRPG system for long, so while it technically is LitRPG, it is definitely on the less traditional side (or so I hope). Also, the cover art isn't mine.
8 282Slime migration
Kip was an ordinary teenage boy going on his final, year 11, camping trip, until the world changed into that of an RPG game. He couldn't even get a simple skill like 'identification', this new world make it extremely hard for him to even kill a simple slime. With his friends dying left and right, what will happened to the humanity we knows as. Will Kip remain the same person he always was, or will he changed into something else? Hey guys, thank you for checking out my work. I've read so many novels on this site and it inspired me to write my own story. I've been studying English for about 2 years now and thought this would be a good opportunity to increase my writing skill at the same time. I am currently studying my degree at a University so I'll continue to edit and write more chapter whenever it's convenient for me to do so (which is like, all the times haha). My first work can turn out to be a bit crude, but I hope you guys will be patient and allow little small slime to grow. Thanks!!!
8 214His One Love
What happens when Peter Pan's shadow brings a girl to Neverland. Will Pan live up to his name and kill her or will she have and effect on him no other immortal has.
8 73Myth Online
Gain enough karmic merit and be reborn a God! It sounded so simple in theory when Zaran gained enough karma in his first lifetime to be chosen as a God's scion, yet reality proved to be very different. Every subsequent reincarnation removed some of the karma he had gained. It was only after reincarnation for the five thousandth time, Zaran finally had acquired nearly enough to become a god. However... the Gods played a cruel game and this time he was born with a crippled body.In all his previous lives he had never been crippled before and the inability to move his lower body caused his world to crumble before him. Not being able to practice his much loved sword style, Zaran threw himself into Virtual Reality Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Games instead of searching for another way to gain karma. Loving the fact that he seemed to be in full control of his body in these games, Zaran played every VRMMORPG he could find, trying to find one that was immersive enough to make him forget that he was crippled.When Myth Online was announced and the commercials were shown, Zaran instantly knew that this would be the game that could make him do so. He pre-ordered the necessary equipment to play it along with his older sister and counted down the days until the server would finally go online.But the Gods did not intent for Zaran to have a peaceful life and in this one, the real stage for Zaran would begin in Myth Online!
8 146KARNANANYA
MAHABHARAT , the epic saga of every human emotion intimately weaved with dharma ( righteousness) and karma. A tale which changed the course of entire history and led to the downfall of the biggest empire, Aryavrat. But what if the ruination of Aryavrat could be stopped? What if there's no war but yet dharma could be established?What if there's a breach in this saga ? What if it's rewritten by someone with the strength of the entire universe and heart fragile than glass? Let us be part of a history where a woman doesn't has to get insulted and demeaned to establish dharma. A saga where a brother need not kill another one . A chronicle of equality, women rights, dharma, karma , sacrifice, friendship, might , love & time travel . A story rewritten by the Mother of the universe , Devi Adi Shakti ; a tale of change, destiny, dreams and vision. The tale of Legendary Warrior KARN , born with the glory of sun & calm of moon and a girl from Kaliyuga, possessing fire of sun along with beauty of moon . Both determined to change people's perception , challenge societal norms and establish dharma .
8 129