Jul 8, 2023
ishiko’s kimi ga shiro to itta kara || イシコの『黄身が白と言った殻』
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ishiko’s kimi ga shiro to itta kara || イシコの『黄身が白と言った殻』
Which of my OC’s ship names is stupider vote now
Mardot (sounds like a wine)
Peppy (it’s literally PEPPY)
Senshiko (sounds like another name entirely)
Higan (could be a disease)
Ardylla (makes me think of an armadillo)
Rollie (again ROLLIE)
Quintina (silly)
A late birthday drawing of my Oc Ishiko 8/18
Ishiko (Wall of Blood)
As they rounded the corner, there came a small cry and an “oumpf” and June saw Leon sparring with a black haired girl with a viciously stern face, inside what looked like a small paddock. June had seen the girl around before. She was tall, strongly built, looking like a killing machine when she wasn’t smiling and even more so if she did crack a grin.
Couldn't sleep last night so I made a couples collage of my Samurai of Hyuga ronin, Yuko, and @satoshimochidaa ninja OCs, Ishigaki.
Wind and Glass
An Akimichi guide dog for Uchiha cheetah story, featuring Chouji the Elder and Uchiha Ishiko.
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There was always variation in the partnerships formed between the Uchiha and the Akimichi. There were pairs that became battle-partners, pairs that were friends, pairs that were (as Chouga and Madara) better designated ‘friendly enemies’. There were some romantic entanglements, some passionate friendships that fizzled, some that lasted a lifetime.
There were relationships that defied labels, relationships that ruined previously established ones, and some that allowed those prior relationships to flourish. There were partners who scheduled and partners who met organically and partners who had done their very best to never be paired at all.
In all this variation one thing remained fairly static: it was the Akimichi who steadied the Uchiha.
Oh there was always some give and take; the opinions of those not in the know was that support flowed one way but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. It had been Fugaku Uchiha who remained steadfastly by the side of Chouko Akimichi and her husband through her two miscarriages. Kagami Uchiha was quietly credited as the reason why Torifu Akimichi lived through the second great ninja war. The Uchiha weren’t as socially flashy and jovial as the Akimichi but they put in just as much work.
It was just that in the heat of things, when the Uchiha tended to begin cracking like fine glass held over a fire, the Akimichi were the soft wind that cooled the glass and forced down the flames. This was how it was. How it had always been.
Then came Chouji and Ishiko.
Chouji was...different. No one quite knew how. Chouji seemed just a little darker, a little more sinister, a touch more cruel.
The Akimichi shrugged and got on with their lives. Chouji was one of theirs, and okay so he wasn’t as kind as his brother Chouza or as bubbly as his sister Chouko. That was alright. He was still theirs.
Then the war came- the war that nearly took Torifu.
It took Chouji, completely, and that unspeakable thing he carried that no one could quite put their finger on had a name buried in the deepest darkest part of the clan archives.
Choumaru’s second son was a berserker.
No one knew what to do, and Choumaru could only watch in quiet horror as his child attacked friend and foe alike. Attempts to stop him proved largely fruitless and the battle he had taken part in dissolved into chaos under the feet of a rampaging titan, reminding the Akimichi just why that name had been buried.
Then he stopped.
At first no one knew why but across the battlefield Fugaku Uchiha recognized a sound and the sound was his cousin crying, great screaming breaths of rage and sorrow.
Ishiko Uchiha had gained her Sharingan.
From behemoth of destruction Chouji Akimichi became a gore-covered, empty-eyed ninja cradling a fellow soldier who beat her hands on his chest and repeated her sister’s name over and over.
They were both consequentially brought back behind friendly lines and the affair was hushed as much as it could be.
Ishiko and Chouji remained together for the rest of the war, often rarely a hand’s-reach apart. When the war ended Ishiko quietly moved into the Akimichi compound with the tacit approval of both sets of Clan Elders.
She sat with her head on Chouji’s back as he read, desperately and viciously, through every scroll the Akimichi had. He followed her to her sister’s grave and her mother’s house, helped her sharpen shuriken.
No one was surprised when they asked to leave Konoha, Chouji armed with ancient knowledge and a grim determination and Ishiko with her weapons pouches full and a cold gleam in her eyes.
One sought the rock ninja who had killed her sister. The other wanted to kill the demon in his head.
Token attempts were made- by the Triad, by the Uchiha, by the Council of Clans and by the Hokage- but it was for naught. Whatever help Ishiko and Chouji needed would not be found with Yamanaka therapists or Nara remedies or obscure Aburame histories. It was not something the Haruno clan could buy or the Inuzuka could track. It was something they needed to find themselves, and they needed to find it together.
When they left, Chouza’s wife Reiko was pregnant. Chouza said to his brother, “If it’s a boy, we’ll name it after you.”
Chouji said to him, “Don’t curse the kid.”
“You are not a curse.” Chouza said, and kissed his brother’s forehead.
Ishiko accepted the offered fans from Mikoto, gave Fugaku a perfect bow. When she stood back up he embraced her.
“Be strong.” He said.
“I will.” She promised.
They left hand in hand and did not look back. Reiko had a son, and she named him Chouji.
Where are they now, Ishiko and Chouji the Elder? No one is sure but both the Uchiha and the Akimichi know they are not dead because sometimes there are letters and sometimes there are tales- of a great titan battling evil forces, a red-eyed witch on his shoulders. She controls the beast, so the stories say.
Neither Chouza nor Fugaku believe that for an instant, because they know the power of both Caller and Called. The Akimichi are the wind which kills the fire, the Uchiha are the glass over the flame; but Ishiko and Chouji are both glass, and both wind, and have saved each other.
Itoshi no Anneli - Ishiko
Akimoto is the owner of a small variety shop. One day, an unsociable picture book author named Laurence shows up at his doorstep. Laurence came to Japan for work and Akimoto, at a friend's request, begins to look out for him during his stay. He then discovers that Laurence is the author of "Anneli," a book Akimoto holds very dear. Ishiko's first BL manga.
The dialogue was sort of all over the place but everything’s so kawaii and fluffly!!
(source: http://mangapark.me)
