Will of Fire...

...𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐢, 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 — "𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨, 𝐦𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐚 𝐖𝐚𝐲..."

[shinndo]

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[shinndo]

Btw have I ever posted Hiyori's VC? Cause it's Kana Hanazawa

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And if I give her a twin sis I might be using Kana Ichinose for her. Which is funny cause both VCs are named Kana x'D

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Or if I make two sets of twins then Kana Hanazawa wil be for Hiyori and her twin and Kana Ichinose for the two other set of twins... I'm too lazy to look for more VCs. Still have to look for one for Karasu and maybe also Meifeng. I'm also consider to change Metal Lee's VC but idk yet x'D

[lvyeshou]

“You’ll give away my position…” He’s spying on someone…

[shinndo]

"Sorry...." Tenten mumbles and ducks beside her sensei. "Who are we spying on...? Do I want to know who we are spying on?"

[shinndo]

Do you ship GaiTen or KakaTen?

No...

[crownmemes]

Ill & Injured Sentences, Vol. 1

(Sentences for muses that don't feel so great, and for muses trying to take care of another. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"Calm down, alright? I know you're hurting, and I know things are confusing, but getting angry with me is not the answer!"

"Why don't you just take the afternoon off if you feel that bad?"

"I got shot once and I didn't much care for it."

"There's really no need to help! I can take care of everything myself!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout. I just... I get frustrated sometimes."

"I'm a dead man walking."

"Do I look ill to you?"

"I won't have a doctor telling me what's what!"

"Shouldn't you be in hospital?"

"You're in shock; this is not the time to be making big decisions!"

"The doctor told me not to come in today but I said that I'd rather get straight back on the horse."

"I can't understand what you're going through, but I can be here for you."

"Please, I just want to help you."

"I'm tired of people looking at me the way that you're looking at me right now."

"Remember, it's okay to ask for help when you need it."

"Please, take care of yourself."

"I'm alive for now but as good as dead."

"You're not doing anyone any good in this condition."

"People tell me I've said things and I don't remember saying them."

"You're not alone in this, even when it feels that way."

"Oh my god! What happened to you?"

"You're lucky to be alive! Actually, according to your medical chart, you barely are!"

"Are you okay? Have you got a headache again?"

"You've got a head injury. You need to go to the hospital."

"You're not going to recover unless you get some sleep!"

"How's your head?"

"People are starting to worry about you, you know that?"

"Come on, it's not that bad. I've cut myself worse while shaving!"

"Boredom is far more dangerous to my health than any fever."

"I hate hospitals. They make me feel ill. It's the smell."

"I know it's hard, and it's okay to feel frustrated."

"They say that a needle pushing through damaged flesh is as painful as being run through with a sword, and you need 12, maybe 13, stitches."

"Why me? What did I do to deserve this?"

"That's some ugly bruising on your arm..."

[heissblxtig-archived-deactivate]

Team G A I

| Maito Gai | Rock Lee | Neji Hyuga | Tenten |

[rikustarlight]

@erumai-maadu can we just appreciate this entrance for a moment

[erumai-maadu]

oh we absolutely can, look at how badass they are

tenten’s balancing act is wild lol she’s on a single post

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𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭!

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[shinndo]

"Hmpf..." Karasu grumbled quietly, still refusing to look at either Iruka or Metal, let alone say anything, or even show the slightest sign that he had understood what Iruka had said. All of this just annoyed him. The fact that he had to attend this Academy, surrounded by all those other children who were so loud and irritating. He simply didn't fit in here; he didn't fit into this village, and he also had no desire to fit in or belong. At least, that was what he constantly told himself. He didn't even know what exactly he wanted, he never had the opportunity to want anything at all. He had always been told what he was supposed to want and do; for him, free will and the ability to make his own decisions simply did not exist.

The situation with the Academy was no different; it only served as his probation following the attacks he had attempted against the village. Instead of throwing him into prison alongside the man he had believed to be his father, for as long as he could remember, the Hokage had decided to take in the boy in Konoha instead, albeit under strict surveillance until he proofed he could be trusted. With every step Karasu took, he knew there was a shinobi nearby, watching his every move. Karasu was certain that Iruka was surely one of those tasked with keeping an eye on him. Why else would he be sent to the Academy, a place where a shinobi lurked around every corner?

Karasu still remembered the Hokage’s words, how he had claimed that Karasu was just a child who had been exploited by a cruel man. He deserved a second chance to grow up safe and sound, just like any other child.

Just a child…

That infuriated Karasu beyond measure. Just as much as the feigned gentleness of the Hokage and of the sensei standing before him now. Iruka, the way he always looked at him, as if he were trying to make everything right again with just his gaze. That very kindness made him feel sick and angry.

With his head still turned away, Karasu simply clenched his fists at Iruka’s words; Metal, too, turned his head aside so he would no longer have to look at Karasu. Whatever Karasu could do, Metal could do just as well, at least, that was the case until Iruka addressed Metal directly. With his head bowed, Metal looked up at Iruka and mumbled, "Yes, Sensei… I'm sorry…"

Metal glanced back at Karasu, someone he simply could never figure out. However, Iruka’s words snapped him out of his thoughts, and Metal turned his attention back to him. "Huh…? Uh, yeah, sure…" he replied, caught slightly off guard, though his trademark grin quickly returned to his lips. ""I'll have that done in no time at all!"" he promised, and immediately set off. "See you in a bit!" he called out as he walked off, a shout that prompted even Karasu to turn his gaze back in their direction.

Watching Metal go, he let out an annoyed huff. "What a loser…" he muttered under his breath, when his gaze met that of Iruka again, quickly he turned away again, just about to leave this place.

[irukasenseii]

Iruka's attention was drawn from Metal's retreating figure to the other boy when he muttered under his breath. A soft snort-turned-laugh escaped him and he quickly turned his head and hid his mouth behind his hand to cover it up.

"Sorry, I'm not laughing at you Karasu." He cleared his throat with a little smile.

He looked at Karasu and it was like he was a new teacher, looking at Sasuke Uchiha for the first time all over again. Small, angry at his brother and having lived through a trauma no child at that age should have lived through. He had good grades but group activities and connecting with his peers had been something he actively avoided. Iruka couldn't begin to count how often he'd heard that same sentence uttered by Sasuke towards Naruto.

"You just remind me of a student I had when I was still a teacher." It made him miss teaching. He missed being able to see the students on a daily basis and work with them personally. He knew he'd done a lot of good for the Academy as headmaster now but it wasn't the same. Maybe he just needed a night to invite his former students over for dinner.

"He was like you in a lot of ways." He hummed softly. "Have you had the chance to meet Sasuke yet?"

[shinndo]

Karasu stopped moving in his tracks and turned toward Iruka again, his expression confused as he raised an eyebrow. What was so funny? the boy wondered. Yet it wasn't just the laughter; it was also the look Iruka was giving him, unaware that the older man was experiencing an echo of the past.

When Iruka spoke again, Karasu's raised eyebrow gave way to a thoughtful frown. He reminded Iruka of a former student? He raised his eyebrow again, tilting his head slightly to the side as he simply stared at Iruka.

//Sasuke?// Karasu repeated in his mind. He had heard of him, but nothing more. He didn't even knew that Sasuke was from the Uchiha Clan. Before meeting Sarada, Karasu had thought he and his father were the only Uchihas left. That was until he found out, that his father wasn't even an Uchiha but only an ill man. Finally, after staring at Iruka for way too long, Karasu shook his head, recalling the teacher's words about the need to at least nod to acknowledge that he had been spoken to. And he did exactly that, acknowledging that he had been spoken to.

Iruka couldn't expect many words from him, though. Karasu was known for not saying much or really talking to others. Sometimes he could be heard whispering somethig under his breath, but if spoken to directly, he would fall silent, only muttering single words every now and then. Hardly anyone even knew what Karasu's voice really sounded like. And many of the others, especially the children, found him odd, even scary, when he would simply stare at them endlessly without saying a single word or betraying any emotion, before turning silently and walking away.

What they didn't know was that, inside his head, he was saying something, even a lot sometimes.

Yet none of this thoughts ever truly made its way out of his head to become words, spoken by him. Rumors had already begun to circulate that he might be deaf or unable to speak. And in a way, they were right. He could not speak. However, not because he was mute, as many assumed.

Was it simply that he didn't want to say anything? Or perhaps that he didn't know how to properly put his thoughts into words? Or was it because he had been conditioned to remain silent, because his "father" had never permitted him to speak, and any violation of that rule resulted in harsh punishment? Or perhaps it was because he found himself in a place unknown to him, surrounded by people he didn't knew, in a new life that felt so alien to him, where nothing seemed familiar or customary, far away from what he knew and had been used to.

Perhaps it was a bit of everything.

In any case, Karasu continued to stare at Iruka, as if telling him to continue to say what he had intended to say. After all, he surely wouldn't have struck up this conversation without a reason.

[shinndo]

"Finally, we can relax," Tenten sighed as she slowly slid into the hot water in the bathhouse, directly opposite Neji, who also had already settled in. She immediately felt all the tension of the stressful week wash away.

It was Sunday, and the two of them had rented a private room to spend some time alone, away from prying eyes and the hustle and bustle.

Everything seemed perfect: it was quiet, and the water was just the right temperature, so Tenten closed her eyes for a moment before slowly opening them and glancing over at Neji, who seemed to be looking at her.

"Are you staring at me, Neji Hyuga?" she joked, pretending to playfully scold him, and flicked a few drops of water in his direction. With a small chuckle, she then leaned forward slightly. "Would you like me to give you a back massage?" she offered with a warm smile. Giving him a massage was something she often did, especially after a hard training session or a lond stressfull week.

This had become so normal for her that she didn't even thought about how it might look from the outside or what others might think. Not that anyone could even see them here.

lil starter for @unmeikatte

[unmeikatte]

The bath house had long been something that they frequented together. He wasn't entirely sure when that habit had started or when they had gotten to the point of renting their own private room. He remembered the clerk giving him a knowing look - one exchanged between men when one was accompanied by a beautiful woman.

As they sat in the warm water, the tension in his shoulders became more and more obvious. The muscles were trying to relax into the hot water, but he had never been the kind of person to relax well enough.

He turned his attention to Tenten - and he, as he often did, found himself taking in her features. It was as if he was afraid that one day he would forget them. He was still learning the way her collar bone curved, the peaking of the bone under her skin.

Then her accusation. He paused, his eyes flickering to her face. "No, I wasn't staring."

He didn't stare. He just looked intensely. It had been a habit of his since he was a child, and he had never seemed to shake it. He chalked it up to the Byakugan giving him access to the finer details, great color perception, and being able to see into a person - in a way.

"You don't have to pamper me." And as usual, he declined first. Neji was not used to being doted on. Even after all this time, he still worried if he had somehow tricked her into it. Even worse, he wasn't certain about when to ask if she wanted one, or even ... a foot rub? He knew, theoretically, that women liked feet rubs from the quick blurbs he had sneakily read of the romance books in Gai's apartment - while he pretended to read something else.

"... I can see if you have any chakra points that need some working out."

[shinndo]

"Not that I’d mind if you stared," she remarked, leaning back and closing her eyes, only to realize a moment later that she had said that out loud. She quickly snapped her eyes open again and stared at the ceiling above her. "What I meant was, I’m kind of used to it… I mean, with your Byakugan and… you know…" she rambled on, trying to explain herself.

She quickly shook off the faint pink flush that was beginning to spread across her cheeks. Luckily, it was warm in here, so she could simply blame the heat for her blushing.

"But I want to…" Tenten complained, puffing out one of her cheeks. She knew Neji usually refused, yet she pouted every time he said no; after all, she just wanted to do something nice for him, something hardly anyone else ever really did. But of course, he simply turned the tables and offered to massage her instead, which made Tenten grumble as a blush rose to her cheeks once more. She let out the breath she’d been holding in her puffed-out cheek and sank deeper into the water until her mouth was submerged, crossing her arms as she stared at Neji.

Another grumble as she puffed out her other cheek for a second only to let out the air again.

His offer did sounded tempting; she was incredibly tense and stiff. But she didn't want to accept his offer when he’d just turned down hers; it made her feel as though she’d only did that so he would feel obligated to do the same.

Resurfacing, she replied, "Fine… but only if I get to massage you too! It's only fair..." she insisted. She wasn't going to give in so easily a, not unless Neji told her clearly and explicitly that he really didn't want to, simply because he didn't want to or felt uncomfortable, rather than because he was, as usual, jumping to his own conclusions. Something Neji ought to know about her by now, given how long they had known each other.

[whiterabbitmemes]

Send 🚑 to find my muse trying to hide an injury from the sender

[haohaode]

Pursuit of Jade 《逐玉》 (2026) ／ Eps. 34 + 36 Fan Changyu and Xie Zheng + homecoming

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[shinndo]

"Yes, sir!" Metal said with a wide grin; he would have even saluted Iruka, had his hands not already been fully loaded with boxes. "I'll be quick!" he added as he was already making his way off to the first class.

Iruka might have managed to persuade him not to haul all the boxes at once, but the fire that seemed to burn within Metal could not be extinguished so easily. In that regard, he took far too much after his father and Gai, neither of whom could ever approach anything calmly or slowly. One by one, the stacks of boxes vanished as Metal distributed them throughout the various classrooms. "And the next ones!" Metal grinned broadly as he returned to Iruka. Just as the boy was lifting the next set of boxes and turning to leave, Karasu suddenly appeared in the hallway.

The young Uchiha had not been at the Academy for very long, despite being older than the others in his class. Yet, very few people were privy to his background; most were simply told that he, much like Mitsuki, was a boy from another village who had been sent to Konoha to go to the Academy here. Most were not even aware that he was, in fact, an Uchiha himself; instead, everyone assumed he belonged to the Hatake clan and was a distant relative of Kakashi, a false identity established to protect the boy.

For a moment, the two boys simply stared at one another, the silence between them so profound that the drop of a pin could have heard. "Hello, Karasu…" Metal finally greeted the younger boy, who merely turned his head away. Without addressing a single word to either Iruka or Metal, let alone sparing them a second glance, he walked right past them as if they were invisible. This seemed to irk Metal considerably as he watched Karasu walk away. "Hey! I said "something"Hello" to you! Don't ignore us like that!"

This only made Karasu look coldly at Metal; his gaze was a mixture what Iruka once knew from Naruto and Sasuke when they attended the academy, full of anger, hatred, despair, hurt and loss. "And?" Karasu asked uninterested. But then Karasu’s gaze slid from Metal to Iruka, and for a split second, the young man looked surprised before turning his head away again. However, he didn't said anything else.

[irukasenseii]

Iruka watched Metal run back and forth from their stacks of boxes, to the classes, standing guard like he'd promised to do. This was a task Metal wanted to take on and wasn't going to impede on his progress unless he saw Metal needed help or was on the path to hurting himself again.

He noticed Karasu first, went to warn Metal so they wouldn't bump into each other but it wasn't needed.

"And, it's polite to at least nod your head to acknowledge you've been spoken to." Iruka butted in softly giving the Uchiha as reassuring look, resting a hand on Metal's head to help calm the younger boy as he turned his attention to Metal.

"But it's also wise to remember that not everyone is as social as everyone else is. He isn't obligated to say hello back if he doesn't wish to."

The look in Karasu's eyes was so familiar that it brought back that familiar ache he used to get when Naruto and Sasuke were in his class. The way the two were interacting were also very nostalgic. Like oil and water.

"You're on the clock still aren't you Metal? Why don't you run those last few boxes to the last classes for me hm?"

[shinndo]

"Hmpf..." Karasu grumbled quietly, still refusing to look at either Iruka or Metal, let alone say anything, or even show the slightest sign that he had understood what Iruka had said. All of this just annoyed him. The fact that he had to attend this Academy, surrounded by all those other children who were so loud and irritating. He simply didn't fit in here; he didn't fit into this village, and he also had no desire to fit in or belong. At least, that was what he constantly told himself. He didn't even know what exactly he wanted, he never had the opportunity to want anything at all. He had always been told what he was supposed to want and do; for him, free will and the ability to make his own decisions simply did not exist.

The situation with the Academy was no different; it only served as his probation following the attacks he had attempted against the village. Instead of throwing him into prison alongside the man he had believed to be his father, for as long as he could remember, the Hokage had decided to take in the boy in Konoha instead, albeit under strict surveillance until he proofed he could be trusted. With every step Karasu took, he knew there was a shinobi nearby, watching his every move. Karasu was certain that Iruka was surely one of those tasked with keeping an eye on him. Why else would he be sent to the Academy, a place where a shinobi lurked around every corner?

Karasu still remembered the Hokage’s words, how he had claimed that Karasu was just a child who had been exploited by a cruel man. He deserved a second chance to grow up safe and sound, just like any other child.

Just a child…

That infuriated Karasu beyond measure. Just as much as the feigned gentleness of the Hokage and of the sensei standing before him now. Iruka, the way he always looked at him, as if he were trying to make everything right again with just his gaze. That very kindness made him feel sick and angry.

With his head still turned away, Karasu simply clenched his fists at Iruka’s words; Metal, too, turned his head aside so he would no longer have to look at Karasu. Whatever Karasu could do, Metal could do just as well, at least, that was the case until Iruka addressed Metal directly. With his head bowed, Metal looked up at Iruka and mumbled, "Yes, Sensei… I'm sorry…"

Metal glanced back at Karasu, someone he simply could never figure out. However, Iruka’s words snapped him out of his thoughts, and Metal turned his attention back to him. "Huh…? Uh, yeah, sure…" he replied, caught slightly off guard, though his trademark grin quickly returned to his lips. ""I'll have that done in no time at all!"" he promised, and immediately set off. "See you in a bit!" he called out as he walked off, a shout that prompted even Karasu to turn his gaze back in their direction.

Watching Metal go, he let out an annoyed huff. "What a loser…" he muttered under his breath, when his gaze met that of Iruka again, quickly he turned away again, just about to leave this place.

[shinndo]

Sitting on the ground cursing, Senryu suddenly flinched and froze when he heard the familiar voice of his father. There hadn't been even time for the boy to turn and face the man, when Lee was already at his side, now pressing his more larger hand against Senryu's forehead.

Still out of breath and body shaking, Senryu fumbled for words. But all what he could get out was a husky "Papa..." before Lee had already picked him up to carry his son inside. Senryu didn't refused, nor did he tried to. He knew well enough it would be of no use anyway. That was just how this family was. Once they'd set their minds to something, there was nothing that could stop them. Well, almost nothing. Senryu had no chance against his father, and he was well aware of this. He knew, when his father was around, there was no way to go against his word, even if Senryu weren't so weak and sickly.

It only took a few steps before they entered the interior of the house and Senryu felt the counter beneath him, on which Lee had sat him down to inspect his injured head. Immediately, the boy turned his gaze away from his father, refused to look at him as he heard the disappointment in his voice.

Of course he would be dissapointed, Senryu thought. There was no way, a man like Lee could not be disappointed in a son who wasn't even able to get 100 push ups done. For sure he was a disgrace to this family. Not worthy to be the son and grandson of two legends. Everytime he watched them train and fight together, he was made aware of the fact that he was different. Even his brother was able to keep up with them. It didn't really occur to the boy that his father's disappointment stemmed from other reasons, namely that his son, had broke his promise to take it easy, despite knowing the rules very well: A promise was meant to be kept.

But Senryu had only given the promise because he knew he had no other choice and he had crossed his fingers, so it hadn't been a real promise after all.

"I- I can explain..." he tried to talk his way out of it, looking up at Lee. Fully aware that he didn't really had an excuse, he looked away again quickly.

What was he going to say anyway? Sorry Papa, but I knew you wouldn't let me push myself until breaking because I'm still undergoing treatment and are meant to take it easy, but I refuse to accept it because I'm too stubborn and impatient. That's why I crossed my fingers so you would leave me home alone and I could do exactly what I'm not supposed, let alone allowed to do right now ?

No, that surly wouldn't work, except of only making things worse.

Therefore, instead of offering an explanation, Senryu simply lowered his head. He definitely was in trouble now. "I'm sorry, Papa..." was all he mumbled. Clenching his hands to fists, he continued "I just wanted to reach 100-..." But once more the boy fell silent. He had probably already said more than enough to get himself into even more trouble.

Risking his health and even his life for what? 100 push ups? That surly wouldn't make his father go: Well then, if that's all.

At least his body had stopped trembling so much, unlike his heart, which was still racing and pounding.

[maitiests]

lee borrowed much from gai's book; except he had never broken a promise to his father before, not once. the maito had made sure to teach lee the importance and integrity of promises, that once promised one must do what they could do keep it, even if it means your death. it makes them more sacred when not thrown around carelessly, lee'd never promsie something if he intended to break it, or if there was any chance he'd fail. he had hoped he'd implemented the same mindset into senryu, it did work with dai. APPARENTLY NOT. but his son is not him, neither is he his brother. and still -- some sort of punishment seemed to be in order. shinobi trained his heart had been, a seasoned jônin who has seen much and more of discliplin, the cold fisted strength of reprimands, he cannot bring himself to think of anything, let alone scold his son; not right now, not when he lay so vulnearably beneath him. worries for a later time.

he hummed in consideration. ❝ did you finish the hundred? ❞ a gentle palm is placed on the child's body, gives him the tiniest amount of matatabi's chakra; lee is no medic, not truly anyway, but bijuu chakra came in handy, healed just as well as any seasoned medical shinobi could. check him through, won't you, matatabi.

and the divine beast snakes through his chakra system from head to toe, when she finds nothing, she closes the wounds she finds and returns to her host.

lee sighs overdramatically, and picks the boy up from the counter. he cradles senryu gently against his chest, just like gai had always done with him when he was anxious and scared. ❝ if only i had someone cuddle, someone precious, someone more precious to me than the air in my lungs. ❞ and he rests his cheek on senryu's glossy dark hair. ❝ someone who i'm so proud of, someone who always does his best -- hmm -- someone just like you. ❞

[shinndo]

At Lee’s question, whether he had managed to finish the hundred, Senryu froze for a moment; then he buried his fingers in the fabric of his trousers, clutching at them tightly until, finally, albeit hesitantly, he shook his head. His gaze remained fixed downward on his knees, where his hands gripped his green jumpsuit, unwilling to meet his father’s eyes.

"I’m sorry…" he murmured, sounding as if he expected Lee to be angry and disappointed that he hadn't completed the hundred. The boy felt Matatabi’s chakra flowing through him, a sensation that was not unfamiliar to him, as his father had to do this for him more often than either of them would have liked.

Senryu had already braced himself for a lecture from his father, scolding the younger for lying and failing. But what he was not prepared for was Lee suddenly scooping him up and pulling him into a tight embrace. "Mmm…" Senryu let out through tightly pressed lips, one eye squeezed shut while he peered up at his father with the other.

"Papa!" he complained, yet he made no move to break the embrace. Of course, he loved hugs, especially those from Lee and Gai, but at the same time, he had convinced himself that he needed to maintain a certain "image," one into which such displays of affection simply didn't fit. Ironically, this often led to contradictory behavior on the boy's part; who would run straight into his father’s or grandfather’s arms for a hug, only to immediately remember, a moment later, that doing so was supposedly "uncool." It was always an inner, even if short, struggle in which, ultimately, the embrace usually triumphed.

Someone more precious than the air in his lungs, who he was proud of.

These words echoed in Senryu's head, if only he would have been able to truly believe them. Instead, he only lowered his gaze again. "I promise... next time I'll be able to... to finish the hundred, Papa..." Senryu mumbled against his father's chest.

[shinndo]

One think that kinda bothers me big time is how people act as if Tenten is stupid cause she blindfolded Neji in one episode, while ignoring the whole context behind it and the reason WHY she did it, which, in this case, is VERY important!!

She didn't blindfolded him so he couldn't see anymore or smth, but because Sakura, who had lost her memories, told her to do it. They were trying to help Sakura remember and she told them what she did remember and they tried to adjust to it etc. leading to the point where Lee and Neji got tied to a stake or smth and Tenten blindfolded Neji BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT SAKURA TOLD HER TO DO!!!

In the same episode Kiba had to act as if he liked cats more than dogs, while Shino had Venus flytraps that ate his bugs, so where are the posts saying Kiba hates dogs and Shino bugs? Or where are the posts saying Shikamaru is an idiot cause in this episode he acted like one after Sakura said she remembers him this way.

Like idk... watch the episode before you spread around that Tenten's stupid cause she tried to blindfold a Hyuga x_x The episode is called Road to Sakura btw and is a filler episode that went with the movie Road to Naruto, where Naruto and Sakura landed in another universe and the Sakura of this world landed in theirs etc. That's why her memories were so different as she remembered the versions of her world etc.

[shinndo]

Yay… a piece of my wisdom tooth broke off, and my dentist is closed today because of a holiday :') I mean, it doesn't hurt, but now there's a hole in it. Like why does this always happens to me on holidays? This already happened once on the night of new year and I had to wait almost a week till I could go to my dentist cause apperently this is not considered an emergency when half of your tooth broke off x_x

[shinndo]

"Huh... who would have known..." Tenten mumbled quietly, more to herself. While listening, she got out her notebook in which she quickly wrote everything down before she looked up at Reni. "I think I'm going to try some things with nettles then!"

[inkpots-n-sass]

“Tea is the most common preparation but they really are versatile and can be prepared many ways. I rather like baking their leaves into crackers or making a soup with them. My father makes a powder out of them so to add to things to give it a health boost.”

[shinndo]

Tenten tilted her head slightly. "As tea you say?" she mumbled quietly, thinking about her words with a curious frown. "What about a salat? Or a smoothie? Would this work too?"