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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRAWLS!!!!

THANK U AHHHHGGHH!!!! it is time.. i am 19 !!!! YEEHAW

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Today’s gift is from @drchickenslinger​ for @nerdgladiatorwhispers​!

Title: Casting Off the Past

Author: DrChickenSlinger

Rating: GA

Summary: Gaara and Lee get to spend time together after their fight with Kimimaro.

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this has been sitting in my inbox for a million years, but in an attempt to get myself motivated, im doing some writing warmups! sorry for making you wait! 

originally for: PUT A “∞” IN MY ASK BOX AND I’LL SHUFFLE MY MUSIC PLAYER AND GIVE YOU MY FAVORITE LYRIC FROM THE SONG THAT COMES UP.

---note: this is a song that i’ve been mulling over for ages for a gaalee fic so this may end up turning into a prologue to a larger work.

Song: Mother by Florence+the Machine Lyrics: Mother, make me/make me a bird of prey/so i can rise above this, let it fall away/mother, make me/make me a song so sweet/heaven trembles, fallen at our feet

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The shriek of a hawk echoed around him. 

The sound came, as if he were trapped in a glass chamber with the beast, yet he was a lone figure upon the salt flats, with no other man, nor beast for company. The blazing sun reflected off the salt-covered desert, a violent and piercing light that hurt the eyes. Above him, the sun, glistening as if beneath water, opened itself up. Its brilliant surface peeled back, a thin lid revealing the amber-gold of a hawk’s eye. It’s round, black pupil dilated, and the shrill, shriek echoed across the flats. 

“Gaara.” 

An unfamiliar voice, beautiful and soothing, echoed within the hawk’s piercing cry. 

“Gaara.” 

He looked across the expanse of salt around him, but nothing and no one was there. 

“Danger.” 

Above him, the amber eye of the sun shook. The black pupil rolled up, and the golden light of the sun vanished. Darkness fell in an instant, and then an ominous light fell upon the salt flats--an eerie yellow light radiated from the granules of salt across the land, sending a poisonous glow up into the darkness. 

The hawk shrieked again, far away and desperate. Where the sun had once been, a viper’s eye watched Gaara and around him the tale-tell hiss of a snake. 

“Gaara!”

Gaara woke with a start, sand hissing all across the floor of his office and heat shimmering from the floor. A banging on his office door, made him jump, and his sand followed suit. Several pieces, he noted, had turned to glass. 

“Gaara?” Temari knocked on the door again, that same frantic note he’d heard in his dream in her own voice. 

"Come in,” he said, voice shaking and thick with sleep. His sand skittered back into his gourd, propped beside his desk, as the door opened.

“I thought you were coming home for dinner,” Temari said, standing in the open door with a nervous grin on her face. Something was wrong. 

“I’m sorry,” he said, rising to his feet. “I got... distracted.” 

“Distracted?” Temari asked, doubtful. She looked around his office, as if for some proof of a lie. “I thought you were just running late, but one of your ANBU came to the house.” 

Gaara’s mouth twitched into a small frown. “Why? I’ve been here this whole time.” 

Temari raised one skeptical eyebrow. “They said you’d disappeared, but your chakra signature was going wild in here.”

Gaara lifted his gourd from its resting place, slinging it over his shoulder to busy himself and forestall answering. There was nothing he could say to ease Temari’s worries; if anything, her comments had created worries of his own. 

“I thought I’d fallen asleep,” he finally told her. “I don’t know what happened, but I never left.” 

Temari’s expression was as flat as the salt flat’s he’d seen in his dreams, but it did not reflect anything except neutrality, careful and practiced. “You don’t sleep.”

“I don’t,” he agreed. “But I did.” 

Temari sighed, the neutrality slipping away until she was his big sister once again, exasperated and concerned, but not a shinobi on guard. “I guess I should be happy you’re sleeping. Just try to make it to an actual bed next time.”

Gaara nodded, a quiet affirmation, but he had no intentions of ever sleeping again. 

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Paging @drchickenslinger? Paging @drchickenslinger. You have a call on line 2?

And you need to sign off on some x-rays and operation orders.

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!!!!!!!!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💖👏💖💕💕♥️💕💕💕💖👌💖

OOPS I DIDN'T GET AN EMAIL NOTIFICATION FOR THIS, SO 1 DAY LATE BUT THANK YOU!!! AND ALSO EVERYONE SHOULD READ THE STORY DOC WROTE ME BECAUSE IT'S PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL!!

Here it is: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20186755 it's called "Good to be Home" and it's beautiful and gaalee and baaaabiiiiesss

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“surprise!!!!! :D my piece for the @gaaleeexchange is finally here! my giftee was @drchickensling1 !!! i really hope u enjoy it, it was made w lots of love 🥺💖”

Today’s gift is a gorgeous picture of stargazing by @indiecember (@beautayfulmind on Twitter) for @drchickenslinger !! 

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Today's gift is by @drchickenslinger for @sarcasticfallenangel !

Title: Coffee Shop Reunion

Author: DrChickenSlinger

Rating: GA

Summary: Gaara and Lee were best friends in elementary school, but lost contact. Now that Gaara is back in Konoha, will he be able to find Lee again?

[noodle-brain]

whoops i start working on Unpolished Stone (please don’t take my sunshine away) and i accidentally REWORKED THE ENTIRE THING

NEW TITLE

SPLITTING THAT GIANT MIDDLE CHAPTER

INSPIRED BY SONG LYRICS

wow

so do i take down the other one and repost it or just edit on top of it

hey all my fanfiction writing friends ( @sagemoderocklee @drchickenslinger @brianadoesotherjunk) what should i do, do i take it down and repost or just edit things