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i dont hide in the shadows, i become them.

independent writing blog for nara shikamaru.

only write with those 21+ and mutuals

i cut posts, otherwise don't do much formatting at this time. may add icons down the line.

HAVE FUN AND BE STUPID AND NEVER DIE

i have bad memory neurological disorder style. im hard to bother. if im bothered i will either say so or block.

dimitri 28 they/them lesbian

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the fact that shikamaru picked up asuma's vice of smoking cigarettes vs shikaku's vice of drinking

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it was the tail end of sakura's surprise birthday party. ino had the original idea, which of course meant him and choji were helping with the set up and take down. shikamaru was perfectly comfortable lazing on the couch, though his friend sitting next to him always preferred talking whether or not it would come out of his ass.

shikamaru's face instantly screwed together, "that's not true. wait —kankuro told you that? don't listen to that guy, naruto." @osumaki

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thank you !! very sweet

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perhaps … a starter call

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am having a "what the fuck am i doing" writing a cisman on this blog

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i love female characters. i will always love them — fiercely, unapologetically, without condition.

i don’t just enjoy writing with them. i prioritize them. because the reality is that femme - presenting characters are consistently treated as disposable in this space — flattened into tropes, sidelined to make room for louder men, or picked apart under the microscope for flaws that male characters are praised for. i’ve seen female characters erased from their own stories. i’ve watched them be written out of relevance, or worse, rewritten into something unrecognizable just to serve someone else's narrative.

because i know how rotted this space can be toward femme - presenting characters. i’ve seen it. we all have. it’s disheartening. & exhausting.

there is something deeply broken in the way writing spaces, especially fandom spaces, treat women. it’s in the way complexity is punished. softness is mocked. rage is vilified. it’s in how quickly they’re labeled annoying or unlikeable or irredeemable for displaying the same traits that make male characters beloved & " complicated. " it’s in the way their pain is overlooked, their power undermined, their agency stolen.

that is why i choose them. that is why i will always choose them. because they deserve more than the scraps. they deserve stories that are just as rich, as nuanced, as devastating & magical & alive as any others. they deserve love that isn’t conditional. they deserve to be messy, brilliant, selfish, selfless, heroic, cruel, tender, & everything in between — without needing to earn the right to be remembered.

so yes, i will always cater towards my girls. i will always write with them with depth & care. i will defend them. if that ever makes you uncomfortable, if that ever makes you scroll past — then this simply isn’t the space for you. this corner of the internet is for girls with blood on their hands & stars in their eyes. for women who cry & scream & survive. for femmes who were written off & still found a way to matter.

i love them. i always will.

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its a crime we never saw this fight, bc they fucked him UP

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no bc the more i think abt this the more its clear that he really did hold his own against THREE highly skilled people before kabuto showed up.

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he went against kakashi AND gai AND the other guy for awhile and they hadn't beat him yet if we take a moment to think about this + who we see the others against. i don't think they would hold back either i mean it's a full on attack on konoha it's life + death

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chunin exams to konoha crush arc we do not give the lore in that the credit it deserves

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"geez, this place is a mess." hands in pocket and shoulders slouched, shikamaru glanced around the office. if anything would show that sunagakure was in a transitional period, it would've been the assortment of stacks, boxes, and other various forms of organization completely disorganized across the office.

once the interim kazekage looked to him, shikamaru lifted a hand in greeting, "nara shikamaru. lady tsunade sent me as konoha's administrative representation for this year's chunin exams." @bakisensei

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shikamaru had a childhood crush on choji I'LL DIE BY THIS BTW

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slouched on the bench outside the hokage's office, shikamaru sat with his arm across his lap, a cigarette in the opposite hand, and a knot between his brows. he'd never really considered himself a spiritual kind of guy when he was younger but these days, after the war, smoking felt like burning incense.

the knot in his brow tightened. shikamaru opened his eyes to sure enough see the silhouette as familiar as the chakra signature he just felt. he pushed himself up, stubbed the cigarette on his sandal sole, then flicked it into the small trashcan he'd put out there himself months ago. the weight on his expression lifted, delight peaking just out its edges,

"i didn't know we were expecting guests from suna" @stolenfates

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i do love shikamaru for his fishnet shirts and little earrings and sentimental cigarette smoking

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perhaps … a starter call

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Blanching,  Baki  clears  his  throat.  “I  am  simply  someone  they're  close  too.”  He  wasn't  built  to  be  a  father,  and  he  didn't  have  a  fatherly  bone  in  his  body.  Children  annoyed  him,  teenagers  scared  him—and  the  new  adults  of  the  world  worried  him.  “I  hope  you  understand,  however.  Why  I  can't  go  to  her  directly.”  It  wasn't  his  place,  and  it  never  truly  was,  Temari  never  answered  to  him  like  a  daughter,  and  why  should  she?  She  wasn't  his  brat. 

“If  you  don't  want  to,  I  suppose  I  can  wait  here  until  Kankuro  comes  back  around.”  Chase  him  off,  or  make  him  replenish  the  fridge;  preferably  the  latter.  Or,  he  could  go  to  Gaara  and  have  her  handle  it,  she  always  did  have  a  better  hold  over  those  two  than  anyone  else;  but  running  to  his  kazekage  over  such  matters  felt     …    juvenile. 

Then  again,  so  did  asking  Temari's     …     'friend'  from  the  leaf  village.   “I  didn't  want  to  involve  anyone  else  but  I  fear  if  we  don't  put  a  stop  to  this  now,  it'll  only  get  worse.” 

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one side of shikamaru's mouth pulled up at how familiar the teacher's mixture of anger and embarrassment was. temari wore it a lot prettier, unluckily for baki's fridge. "Aah," he groaned, pushing himself off the poking chair back, "i understand completely, i'm the newcomer here. best fixes are by turning problems into solutions, right?"

the konoha jounin leaned forward onto the table now, "or worse than a newcomer, if i'm the reason she moves away." things had been getting more serious between them, and shikamaru had heard temari grumble about the konoha humidity or konoha extroversion enough to figure she wouldn't keep staying longer and more often for any other reason.

"geez, things are this serious between us already?" he closed his eyes with an exhale, "aren't you supposed to take your time while you're young? have a few different relationships before you find someone to settle down with? i can't even imagine myself with anyone but her."

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“No”  Baki  frowns.   “I  think  Kankuro  is  breaking  in.”  Even  now,  even  after  everything;  siblings  are  still  siblings.  [   As  an  only  child,  he  was  both  relieved  and  jealous.  ]  He  discards  the  carton  in  the  trash,  sighing.  “I  think  he's  fighting  with  Temari,”  he  went  on.  About  you,  is  left  unsaid—but,  Shikamaru  is  not  a  stupid  man,  and  it's  what  Baki  likes  about  him  the  most.  He  was  a  good  Shinobi  and  a  smart  one,  though  Temari  could  and  would  take  care  of  herself—

It  was  nice  to  know  that  she  was     …   being  taken  care  of. 

“It's  why  I  asked  you  to  meet  me  here.  I  need  you  to  talk  with  her  about  this.”  For  the  sake  of  his  groceries  and  his  nerves. 

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shikamaru’s brows raised at the accusation before his entire expression deflates with a visible sigh. “come on, man. don’t make me…” but shikamaru stopped himself to multitask both listening and frowning. so temari’s teacher (who scared him) came to him to tell him to talk to temari (who scared him) to talk to kankuro (who was a pain).

shikamaru leaned back and looked up, the chair was uncomfortable but the ceiling had the slightest unfamiliarity of material. it was something he unexpectedly valued out of slowing down in sunagakure. “i really was spoiled by being an only child, huh?” he didn’t even have parents to pester him these days. but so didn’t a lot of people. that was what war did. eyes flicked down to temari’s teacher, “you know, when i first saw you, you seemed like. almost like a parent.”

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if i think too much about the shikamaru vs hidan fight i get woozy