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i know that gaara doesn’t really sleep but I think he would look so cute if he did
Team Gai go out to dinner after a mission :) I think both Neji and Tenten would be romantic sappy drunks hehe (Lee will have to carry both these idiots back home smh... learn to drink guys - -")
girlfriends!!!!!
fool me once shame on you. fool me twice shame on me. fool me three times this has gotta be a sex thing for at least one of us
Playing and smiling. Happy 27th to this lil edgelord.
The world is beautiful there's literally miso soup and erotica and snakes
touch starved gaara.... gaara who grew up alone only knowing violent touch from a distance with his mother's sand protecting him... gaara who only got distantly affectionate touch once in a while from yashamaru.... gaara whose siblings are still nervous to touch him for the longest time... gaara whose sand armor blocks not just attacks but over enthusiastic touch from anyone like when naruto runs at him with a hug... gaara who sometimes summons his sand armor lightning fast for small things like shoulder pats or hair ruffles because it's easier than dealing with the overwhelm of physical touch... ough....
i'm having gaalee thoughts
WHOA WHOA WHOA I THOUGHT IT WOULD TAKE AWHILE BEFORE JIRAIYA DIED WHAT THE FUCK
the idea of having sex with megan thee stallion sounds less like a really appealing fun time and more like the most immense pressure in the entire world. like i WILL be bad at it. theres no maybe theres just a WILL
october 19th 2027 will contain an entire month within itself called "freakvember"
Jenny Slate, Stage Fright (2019)
Ugly, Bitter, and True by Suzanne Rivecca
John Mulaney on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert (2020)
“Robin Williams and Why Funny People Kill Themselves” by David Wong
letters from Medea, salma deera
like this is true for almost all female characters in shounen but sakura got did so fucking dirty I:m full of rage. they don't shpw her training with tsunade. she's relegated to primarily a medicnin along with all the other female characters when that was never her initial goal or talent. she is only ever allowed to beat male characters if they are notably weaker than her or with the assistance of someone else. she must always defer to and be weaker than strong male characters, particularly when naruto, sasuke or kakashi are involved. i guess, you could argue it makes sense for her to be weaker than sasuke and naruto considering their whole situations (respective) but her taijutsu was fuckinf lethal, her physical strength was brutal. and if kisihimoto had only explored her natural intellect and intelligent beyond just "she can resist some genjutsu sometimes" she would've been incredible at resisting all kinds of gen jutsu including sharingan. kishimoto also had her making stupid decisions in battle way too often no matter how fucking smart she was canonically. imagine her as an incredible battle strategist, a skilled field medic, smarter than shikamaru without the laziness, AND the physically strongest of rhe verse. but no because that would make her unattractive
truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.