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Minato was a hero. At least, that was what everyone told him.
But sometimes he didn't think he deserved to be called one.
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10 Jan 2026
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sometimes a family is you, your long lost father, and three hundred pounds of C4 by Mixelation
Fandoms: Naruto (Anime & Manga)
11 Jan 2026
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“That’s good,” Minato says, unable to lift his eyes from the paper in front of him.
“It’s good that your oops baby is a missing-nin?” Jiraiya repeats, incredulous.
OR: One of those fics where Deidara is secretly Minato's son, except Minato lives and Deidara is a fourteen year old criminal on the run.
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08 Jan 2026
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Rocks falling. The anguished scream that escaped from her lips. The sight of Obito half-crushed underneath a boulder, a wobbly smile planted on his face as he tried to reassure Kakashi and her that everything would be okay.
That scene was forever burned into the forefront of her memories.
When Rin found herself thrown back to the day prior to the dreadful Kannabi Bridge mission, she leapt at the opportunity to change the course of their fates. Yet even the most miniscule changes caused the dominos to fall, for the ripple effect to span years into the future, causing ramifications that Rin never foresaw.
The future had spiraled out of her control.
All Rin ever wanted was for her teammates to live.
Why was that so selfish of her?
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Of bloody gifts and no-longer-dead students (certainly no correlation) by PunsAndCookies
Fandoms: Naruto (Anime & Manga)
22 Sep 2025
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Minato keeps getting these weird bloody gifts that may help with his work, but not his sanity.
His surviving students seem innocent. (They are not)
His dead student must be innocent. (He is not)
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08 Jan 2026
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Up at the teacher’s table, professor Quirrell was talking to a teacher with dirty red hair hanging around her sickly pale face like a curtain. Looking past Quirrell, two poison-green eyes, devoid of any warmth or empathy, found Harry’s own brown ones, and he felt a sharp pain on his scar.
“Who’s that teacher talking to professor Quirrell?”
“Oh, you know professor Quirrell already do you? No wonder he’s looking so nervous, that’s professor Evans, the potions mistress. Don’t get on her bad side, the old hag hates students.“
Harry looked again, but the teacher was no longer looking at him. Still, Harry could not escape the nagging feeling, which he had gotten just from a glimpse of her eyes and the cruel twist of her lips, that professor Evans did not like him very much.
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