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@sando1chi
* an independent ﹠* highly selective TEMARI of kishimoto's naruto. animanga inspired but mostly headcanon based, crossover verses available. not boruto friendly. mandatory to read rules before following . slow to moderate activity, depending on routine. TRAINED BY ANDY (she/her, twenty-five). don't follow this blog if you are under twenty-one. it will have mature themes and content. ( ᵉˢᵗˑ ʲᵘᶰᵉ ²⁰²⁵ )
⊱ 🌪 SHE'S KNOWN AS THE CRUELEST KUNOICHI. ⊱ i. CARRD. ii. playlist.
🙂 How are you, mun?
mun meme. extremely tired but thankfully healthy and well! too much work and family life has been very demanding. but that's the beauty of life. what about you?
👋 I just came to break the ice and say "Hi!"
mun meme. hello right back to you! i love your character. truly need to approach you for plotting these days...
i have many starters and replies to get to but these last days were rough. too many patients, my baby and house chores...
Com-MUN-ication Meme
🥰 I secretly admire you
🤓 I don't dare talk to you, but I enjoy reading your threads
👋 I just came to break the ice and say "Hi!"
🙂 How are you, mun?
🤔 I want to write with you, but I don't know how our muses might interact
💡 I have a plot idea for our muses
😕 I want to ship with you, but our muses have never interacted
😔 I want to ship with you, but I don't know if you're interested
❤ I want us to be mains
💞 I want us to be exclusives
💍 I want us to be ship exclusive
💘 I want to discuss romantic ships with you
💚 I want to discuss platonic ships with you
🖤 I want to discuss hate ships with you
💜 I want to discuss familiar ships with you
😇 Can you write a starter for our muses, please?
😄 Can you send me some memes, please?
💖 I love you, mun!
🌟 You're my favorite blog
😊 We should talk more OOC
😓 There's a thread I'm waiting for you to reply, but I don't want to feel like I'm rushing you
😬 I want to send you a meme about (x), is it okay?
❣ I want to write fluff with you
👄 I want to write romance with you
🔥 I want to write smut with you
😭 I want to write angst with you
😱 I want to write horror with you
🤩 I WANT TO WRITE EVERYTHING WITH YOU
SHŌGUN (2024) – Chapter Nine: Crimson Sky
we can never be gods, after all - but we can become something less than human with frightening ease [...] the knives that will slaughter heaven, our heads bloody but unbowed [...] for ours is a fate worse than death...
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 ( @sando1chi ) ━ ❛ ❝ it'd be a lot easier if i actually cared as little as i pretend to. ❞ to chouji ❜
The youngest Akimichi heir tilted his head as he listened to the sand kunoichi. They were not exactly friends—Chouji greatly admired Temari; she was one of the strongest shinobi he knew—and yet, he couldn’t quite overcome his own shyness and insecurities enough to consider her his friend. Would she even want to be friends with someone like him? Someone too soft? Too… He quickly shut down the voice in his mind, returning to the matters at hand.
❛ Caring about people—about things—can be hard, ❜ he began, his soft voice as gentle as the afternoon breeze. The clouds above them were fluffier than ever before. Chouji felt happy that afternoon, unburdened by the usual problems that afflicted him. ❛ But maybe it’s the pretending that makes it more difficult for you? ❜
Temari was the complete opposite of him—she was larger than life, commanding respect and loyalty just by walking into a room. As strong as the winds she controlled with her fan. Unshaken by earthly affairs as she soared above them. Chouji was physically bigger, but in spirit, he was small—a blue butterfly struggling against the wind currents, trapped again and again in spiderwebs too thick for his frail wings to break through. They were opposites in every way. Chouji felt openly; she tried to hide herself behind a mask of coldness.
❛ The more you pretend not to care, the harder it gets to actually keep the pretense up. ❜ It was like how Ino pretended not to smoke behind the flower shop while she cried every time Kurenai and Mirai walked in to buy flowers, or how Shikamaru pretended not to overwork himself, chain-smoking and drinking to forget Asuma’s death, or how both his teammates pretended to have overcome their grief. Chouji saw more and more cracks in their pretense, and soon it would all crash down on them—though they’d have Chouji to pick up the pieces. He only hoped Temari had someone like that for her, too.
the more you pretend not to care. why hearing that hurt so much? in fact, why was she here to begin with? sitting with someone she wasn't that close with, looking at the view, sandals forgotten by her side. discovering she liked to feel the grass against her toes and the smell of the trees surrounding them. it was a bit frightening ; all that green and its leaves, controlled breezes with no danger in them.
‟ pretending is the easier part, actually. it's all i've done. ” she couldn't remember when it started. maybe when her mom died, and her father didn't allow her to see her or the baby she loved so much. caring for someone meant becoming weak, even if a part of her - the big sister - couldn't bring herself to fully shut it out. with kankuro it had been easier ; in some ways, he took care of her instead of the other way around. with gaara it was more complicated. it was familial, but it was also duty-bound. he was her leader. her kazegake. and she respected him more than she ever feared him, and cared for him like the position he gave her ought her to. loved him like a sister, too. but still.
‟ everything about you is big, did you know? it's a compliment. it means your heart is big too - or at least that's what crybaby told me once. ” temari said to the ninja beside her. baka, he was easy to talk to. like a giant panda she wanted to hug and bite until it bled. temari frowned, looking annoyed and angry - her usual. ‟ you're addicted to chips. i'm addicted to being a bitch. ” and then, she grinned. because it was true, and she couldn't help it, even if sometimes her teal eyes softened, like it did around his friend and teammate. or her family. and baki, her sensei. and the few friends she allowed to have. ‟ one of those things is highly unpleasant. ”
sorry for the absence. i have a 6 month baby who decided he can't sleep, eat or breathe without mama.
is it any surprise if for sinday i share that temari is passionate in bed?
@sando1chi sent: ❛ i’ve noticed you’ve been staring at me this whole time. ❜ (Shikamaru)
" Hm? " Shikamaru straightened his posture, meeting Temari's verdant gaze with a solemn expression.
His mind had been calculating several scenarios at once, moving imaginary shogi pieces across the board against the enemy player, trying to determine their next course of action. To complete the mission unscathed is to win the game. Yet, he had been staring hard at the bandages wrapped around Temari's wounded arm, frustrated with himself.
He moved then, and while looming over her, Shikamaru placed a comforting hand on her good shoulder.
" Your arm. How is it? " he asked. His tone is softer, apologetic.
To win the game is to complete the mission and keep her safe. His mind won't rest until then.
teal eyes went down to the hand on her shoulder then up to the one hovering over her. body went a bit tense, unsure, because that apologetic tone didn't belong here. temari moved just so his touch went away - frustrated that her attempts at flirtation went over his head, like usual - and tried to look only at the direction of the fire before them. fingers carressed own bandaged skin, where the nasty bruise had been. ‟ fine. i've had much worse. ” mumbled under breath.
this mission was proving itself to be harder than expected. still, she knew they could do it. they made a good team - a perfect match against the close-body opponent who unfortunately before escaping managed to get close enough to twist her arm roughly. a wrong move, but the leaf shinobi helped her then, and she escaped safely. temari grinned wolfishly, then, looking at shikamaru with a glint in her eye and remembering he'd been staring at her. the reason she spoke up at all. ‟ are you worried about me, crybaby? ”
WHAT KIND OF LOVE ARE YOU?
LOVE AS A FORCE OF NATURE.
your love is like whiplash – it comes in with the rain, it blows the doors wide open. when you fall in love, it is sudden and hard and immense. it is powerful. it is earth-shaking and world-ending. nature is a force, and that force can be destructive if you're not careful. see how the world is doused in gasoline and set on fire – your love consumes, your love takes, your love burns. you're hot and cold all at once, a hurricane and a wildfire bound together in skin, and when you're in love, it can feel like it's eating you alive from the inside out. when you love, it is with everything you have because it is everything you have. be careful, darling, because not everyone survives the storm.
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⸻ @sando1chi « temari »
“ there's room for one more, if you're willing. ” the blonde's address a rather calm invitation against an onlooker he can't see, but instead sense from behind. go was the game being played. &. a beautiful day it was for it, relaxing in the shade of the leaf village's newest eatery. though he minds the growing line, it doesn't distract from having an eye for intrigue. “ comes with a reward. ” he tempts. after all, it was tiring playing alone.
temari hadn't meant to stop by and stare at the game. go was not even one of her favorites but, many times, board games were amongst the few things she could talk to her dad about. because they were made for strategists and, according to him, she was one of them. she scowled at the man who addressed her without even looking at her, but sat down anyway, resigned.
‟ my reward will be beating you, ” fingers organized the pieces before making a move. ‟ any other prize in a game beyond victory is useless. ” she murmured out in concentration.
@sando1chi said | "I don’t play fair, remember?"
Azure hues gazed at her with slightly furrowed brows. Breath ragged after a spar that left his bones with a pleasant ache. She was strong, not that he ever doubted that, after all, he wasn't foolish enough to write off any of the sand siblings as an easy target. That just sounded like a death wish if you asked him. With adrenaline still coursing heavily in the Uzumaki's veins, a bubbled laugh spilled past his lips. Shoulders shuddering with mirth as he shifted, raising his arms up to lock calloused fingers behind the back of his head.
❝ Tell me about it - ! Aw, man, I really thought I had you there. ❞
Voice vaguely on the verge of a whine, but not quite there.
❝ You're amazing, Temari! If I had underestimated you, I would have been a goner for sure if this were a real fight! Geez, guess I still have some catching up to do, hu?❞
temari raised her eyebrow in confusion when hearing his laughter and hearing his compliments. it was worse considering she was about to slander him, call him a blubbering fool or the like ; she had to resign by looking angrier, now with a pleased smile on her lips. it was impossible not to respect the boy in front of her. what he'd done for gaara was enough for that already but to have a great oponent was what she took to the heart.
‟ well just don't underestimate me again, ” the kunoichi begun half seriously and half jokingly. her teal eyes were still alight by the sparring. ‟ you did well yourself for a leaf ninja... i suppose. ” tucking her tessen back to her back, a thought crossed her head; baki would have had so much fun training him.
‟ you are a wind type, aren't you? ” her question was curious, as she sat down on the grass and held out a lunchbox full of sweets. if whispers were right then he'd never deny food.
today is temari's birthday 🎂
⊱ 🌪 @sakuyami sent: 🩹 to tend to temari's wounds.
only half aware of what was going out around her. were they on a tent somewhere? was the war finally over? temari hissed when she sensed something on her chest, chakra taking over from then on and immense pain making her muscles sore. but it was anger and rage that moved her and she trashed on the improvised medical bed, snarling at the pink and light green blurr next to her. sakura.
‟ let me go. gaara, kankurou are out there - ” temari tried to snarl but it came out weak and defeated. something was being tied around her wrist. fuck, she thought. ‟ is it broken? ” damn it.
I can't send this anonymously but I just wanted to say that I love Temari so much and I love that you write her, you breathe so much life into Temari. She's so awesome...
thank you, my friend! this means a lot. you are a really talented roleplayer so this this made my day. thanks. 🥰
⊱ 🌪 @bakisensei sent 🩹 to tend to temari's wounds .
she had a pout and unshed tears, but her frown continued present and strong. if he wanted her to show pain then he was mistaken. she'd never ! they would laugh at her and call her a princess. she might be one, but she wasn't one of those and they'd better know it. maybe baki would take her as a student if he noticed she didn't cry - because then maybe her dad wouldn't be her sensei anymore, and could go back to just being daddy again.
‟ i don't need that. it doesn't even hurt. ” it did but the lie came easily. and if kankuro saw her, he'd laugh ; and then she'd want to punch him and it wouldn't be nice. temari sniffed and tried to pull her knee from him. ‟ let go ! ” maybe if she kicked he'd see she was a good ninja and take her as his student. and kicking she did.
