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WOOOO Here with a returning Neji Hyuga rp blog. Independent, selective, private, open to aus and ocs and pre-war. I would really love to get this blog back up and running so like and/or reblog this if you want me to check you out, friends!
Wine isn’t flammable enough. You need vodka or something.
“I always need vodka, regardless of flammability.”
❝I can agree to that. Vodka is a necessity at all times. Speaking of which, we’re out. ❞
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I don’t know either what this is😂 just wanted to draw Neji
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Whisper something highly inappropriate in my Muse’s ear.
Quelle
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Gaara slouched by what he hoped was the correct locker. He slouched like a young man who had stood there for a great length of time, which was an unusual thing as fourth period would not end for another five minutes yet. He dragged his beanie down his forehead and avoided the gaze of a passing teacher. Hats were strictly forbidden during school hours, as was cutting class (especially as perpetually close to detention as he was), but Gaara possessed the uncanny ability of invisibility. Nobody noticed him: Not at home, not in class, not when missing the last ten minutes of science to seek out his best friend’s cousin’s locker.
The teacher passed, and the hall descended again into an echoey silence.
He slouched until the twelve-oh-three bell ripped through that silence, and waited still as the halls flooded with tenth-graders. Gaara squared his shoulders and tried not to reveal how small he felt next to them, which did not do much, as his slight, ninth-grade, skipped-a-year-of-kindergarten frame was dwarfed by the basketball stars and football quarterback and, truly, anyone average or above in size.
Gaara accosted Neji the moment he turned the corner.
“Why hasn’t Hinata been in school?”
☯ Neji was trying his very best to not walk with a limp. His ribs, surely bruised, were wearing him down. It hurt to even breathe. He couldn’t even remember what Hiashi had been angry about in the first place. His memorry was fuzzy and his head was pounding. But at the very least he didn’t have any visible scars on him.
Not like his cousin, Hinata, who was home with a busted lip and two black eyes.
He felt guilty for leaving her alone at home today, but they had both missed quite a bit of school and they couldn’t be too suspicious. If the principal was ever to get involved and call Hiashi, he and Hinata had had it. They would be done for.
Making his way to his locker after class he got sight of a red head leaning against it. This was Gaara. Neji recognized him. He saw Hinata hanging out with him almost constantly, and he knew Gaara was to Hinata what Tenten was to him. A living, breathing diary. Someone who listened and helped in all the ways one could given their situation. Neji nodded to Gaara to follow him.
❝Let’s talk somewhere more private.❞
[Leaves heart shaped cookies for him]
☯ Glancing over the back of the couch when he heard a knock at the door, Neji sighed, putting down his book. He opened the door and looked around in confusion before looking down curiously. Cookies? He glanced back up, seeing long blond hair not too far off in the distance. He chuckled.
❝Happy Valentines Day to you too, Ino.❞
This Blog is Accepting Valentine's Day Stuff, Both Heartfelt and Shenanigans
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if u wanna ship with me u gotta be ready for kinky smut and heartbreaking tragedy
“I made you tea, you need to stay hydrated.”
Sick sentence starters || Accepting
☯ Neji Hyuga did not get sick. That was what the prodigy had been telling himself since yesterday evening, that is. ❝M’fine❞ he mumbled but took the tea anyway, sipping at it.
Sick sentence starters
“When was the last time you checked your temperature?” “Are you feeling any better?” “You really don’t look good…” “Shit, your fever’s really high, we need to get this down.” “How long have you been throwing up for?” “Have you gotten any sleep?” “You’ve been sick for how long? And you didn’t say anything because?” “C’mon, let’s get you back to bed.” “I made you tea, you need to stay hydrated.” “Do you think you can handle some soup?” “I know you don’t feel well, but you have to eat — just something light.” “I’m sorry you’re not feeling well.” “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this sick…” “You really, really need to get some rest.”
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“Hey Neji, do you think we still have peanut butter?” He asks while searching through the cabinets, only stopping to look over his shoulder to get a glimpse of Neji who stands by the counter.
☯ Watching his boyfriend intently, Neji leaned forward against the counter on his arms. ❝I believe you ate it all.❞ he chuckled, shaking his head. ❝Since when did you like peanut butter so much?❞
