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@kopynin
happy valentineâs day to dogs and dogs only
For the gif of kakashi mournfully lookong towards the sky, i cant recall if it was filler or an ova but i distinctly recall it was a reaction to sakura and himself finding narutos body and thinking he was dead. Of course he comes back and all is well but in that moment he really thought hed lost Naruto. If i remember where its from ill message u again.
hOLY HECK i cant believe u took the time to send this kdsfjg i saw the scene ur talking abt but i still dont know where it comes from!! anyway, thanks, ur the cutest!!!!! đ
naruto bad guy: there he is. kakashi. the copy ninja. the sharingan eye.
bad guy: (does a ninja thing)
kakashi: (copys the ninja thing exactly)
bad guy: oh My god. how did he do that. he copied me.
kakashi: (copys again)
bad guy: holy shit..... fuck how is he doing this, how is the kopy ninja kakashi of the sharingan eye copying my moves? holy christ. hoooly christ
kopynin haven't been really active lately but let it be known that mimi's writing is amazing. her love for kakashi is the purest and it's heartwarming to see. bless her and her kakashi.
youâve got mail , @kopynin !!!
i want everyone to know that kashiâs birthday is tomorrow thank u for reading
i want everyone to know that kashiâs birthday is tomorrow thank u for reading
straddles & leans into, wrapping her arms around his neck. doesn't mind that it's in a public park & their dogs are playing just yards away. ' hey, handsome . i missed you . '
   â maa, kasumi, â tone is mellow, hands still stubbornly buried in his pockets as he makes no move to reciprocate her bold actions. endearing as she is, kakashi is now used to her quirks and charmââ despite being so fundamentally different, their respective unusual behavior found meaning in each other.shoulders slump, cranium tilting some at the realization that his companion wonât probably back down now; and it is useless to battle when he has already lost. ( well, there is always time to make it even laterââ he despises losing after all. ) he finally deigns to gaze at her, breath leaving him in the form of a heavy sigh that slightly rumbles in his throat. â i told you before; not in front of the dogs. â / @huntdeath!
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@kopyninâ
Itâs just Sakura at the usual meeting place. Kakashi and Naruto are always late, but not even Sasuke is there. Sheâs checking both ways on the bridge. In one turn of her head she thinks she sees Kakashi. She rubs at her eyes. Still there. âKakashi-sensei?â Usually heâs dead last, whatâs going on? Green eyes spot something in one of his hands. She points at one of the long sticks stacked with dango dumplings on them. âIs one of those for me?â I didnât even think he liked sweet treats.
time could work in his favor if he lets it. ( granted, the exceptions are rare. ) showing earlier than expected has its quirks, however; his lone studentâs visage full of disbelief being one of them. one hand casually finds the comfort of his pocket whilst the other wiggles the dango dumplings with lazy flicks of the wrist. his only reply comes in a thoughtful hum, slouch straightening some at the roll of his shoulders. â or maybe iâm hungry and theyâre both for me. â elusive as always.Â
a few words and he is lost into what heâs meaning to say. everyone hides heartaches and although he grew close to mi kyong, it doesnât mean her suffering is for him to hear, nor would he ever force whatâs inside her head. happiness is not uncommon but could be fleeting when revisiting halls of memories, after all, and he prefers preserving any moments they share in kindness away from the sorrow. mi kyongâs radiance brushes soul and heart alike and he never remains cold too long in her company. ( and heâs thankfulââ so thankful. )
   â whatâs wrong with crying? â kakashi knows too well the abhorrence of shedding tears but others donât have to suffer from stifling somber emotions. he has no right to wish her to smile more than cry but he understands how unspoken thoughts are easier to endure than letting another dry wet cheeks. a looming grief clouds his eyes at his turn, mirroring mi kyongâs perfectly. he does not move from the warmth of her hands cradling his face, and he reciprocates by brushing away a strand of hair away from her sight. this is about her comfortââ and heâll care for her as long as she allows him. / @merailia, continued from here!
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   Following the other male to the kitchen, Kakashi leans against the doorframe watching Enokiâs hunt for food that succeeds as he wolfs down the younger twinâs leftovers. Kakashi doesnât even bother to complain as it was a silent agreement that whatever was in the fridge was free game.
   He lets out a pained sigh unintentionally when Enoki brings up his students. â never imagined the team that would meet my standards consists of such complicated individuals â Minato had most likely felt the same way of Kakashiâs former team. â Iâm heading out for a mission with them within a few days â, he continues & turns around on his heels to find a comfortable spot on the couch, already pulling out the book he had a moment before slipped into his pocket.
   â Youâll have plenty of time to RUIN my score against Guy â , as the Jonin never seemed to be able to tell the twins apart & would challenge either one of them, thinking it was always the younger of the twins. A wide smirk widens on Kakashiâs features while thinking of how Enoki most of the time used to loose to the ball cut teacher, especially in a simple game of rock-paper-scissors. || @kopyninâ
corner of lips would quirk up slightly at kakashiâs remark, eyes on his meal. enoki wonders if his brother already caught the similarities between team seven and his own under minatoââ but to doubt him would be an insult to his intellect. he probably noticed as much on the first day. some things are better left unsaid ( because ghosts sleep best within their tombs ) and he lets silence answer for him. the unheard speaks loudly between them. the lazy shuffle of footsteps breaks the quiet, enoki trailing behind his brother with mouth still full of stolen dinner. his wit leaves him as soon as he finds the comfort of the couch, busy with fulling his bellyââ and itâs a mistake to let his guard down so casually.
his chewing comes to a brief halt when he hears him, earning the copy nin a look. did he just mock him? enoki finds the truth in his twinâs haughty grin. â right. you asked for it, pal. â food cast aside, his fingers ball into a fist, raising it up slightly to assert his requestââ he yearns for the challenge, despite his lack of talent ( or . . . whatever ) in said game. if he refuses, snatching his brotherâs book before throwing it out of the window should be enough to convince him. the thought gives him a smile of his own. body leans forward some, fangs now showing through his smug demeanor. â well? chickening out, kashi - chan? â
merailia
â && you consider that fair ? here I went buying extra vegetables for you too, canât you relax for a little while ? you could afford to think about yourself for a change, instead of running yourself ragged. â âč @kopynin ⥠âd âș
   â are you worried, mi? â he teases in the form of usual mellow tone, harmless in nature. sheâs rightââ he left the hospital merely hours ago and still insisted to train, refusing to obey the boundaries set by his exhausted body even though he knows better than anyone the importance of rest. ( reckless. ) â iâm fine, donât fret. iâm not going anywhere. â a tilt of the head whilst eye creases slightly, hinting a smile âpon his hidden mouth. the sight of her soothes his heart.