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[wokasho]

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                         ❝Naruto...❞ his name came in a breath, softly, gently; a silent prayer carried by the way.   ❝I... do you think you have some free time now?❞

[tanjiruo]

so... listen.... i love your blog. it looks amazing. but every time i see your url i read it in james charles' voice. im so sorry. i don't think i can hold it in any longer so i had to let you know.

[ingeniousmedic]

The Aftermath

STARTER FOR @beliefdriven

A YAWN SLIPS from the medic’s lips as she leans back in her chair, another exhausting shift at the hospital was drawing to a close. All medics in the village had been working overtime since the conclusion of the war, and although everyone was ELATED that the fighting had finally drawn to a close there was absolutely no doubt that everyone was still suffering from the devastating after effects. The sheer volume of patients that had been admitted was astounding, let alone the individuals that had sadly passed during their stay at the hospital; then there were the countless lives lost on the battlefield.

TAKING A DEEP breath, the young medic slowly rose to her feet; bright orbs fixed on the chart she was gripping in her left hand. After all the bad news, she had to deliver, and the countless surgeries she assisted with the end for another horrid day was finally in sight, there was just one last patient she needed to examine; and thankfully it was to deliver good news. Rolling her shoulders back she straightened her posture and slipped her spare hand into the pocket of her lab coat; her feet leading her absentmindedly down the long busy hallway. The whimpers of patients, mixed with the pungent scent of blood stung at her senses as she passed through the hallway. The village elders and Tsunade all believed that they were prepared for volume of the injured they would be faced with after the war; but clearly they were MISTAKEN given the overcrowded hallways and rooms. It was obvious that there was going to be a significant shift in how things ran moving forward. Tsunade was no longer in a sound state of mind to manage the medical unit since the loss of Jiraiya; everything was in a state of disarray.

THE CRIES FOR her attention were nothing short of heartbreaking, but she needed to press on and allow the other members of staff to tend to them; as hard as it might be to do so. I can’t allow myself to make ERRORS when people’s lives might be affected. I’m too fatigued, running on 5 hours of sleep for over a week is not sufficient; she notes silently, emerald orbs growing glassy as she turned the corner and approached the room she required. ❝I haven’t felt utterly helpless like this in years,❞ she whispers; stopping outside the door in question, alabaster hands gently gripping and twisting the knob as she entered the room; Naruto’s beaming visage instantly greeting her.

IT WAS FUNNY really, how simply being in the presence of him somehow made her feel ten times lighter despite the weight of the PAIN she was bottling up. A sad smile teases at the corners of her mouth as she tilted her head slightly; ❝I bet you’re thrilled to head home today Naruto.❞ It was difficult, but she needed to try and maintain her composure, she would be home before she knew it; the tears could wait until then.

[takakra]

@beliefdriven​ said: “ just listen to my heartbeat , okay ?? ”

 HURT  /  COMFORT  SENTENCE STARTERS   /  ACCEPTING.

        sasuke  can’t say he’s never had anyone care for him .. about him. because, he thinks about his mom. he doesn’t know why, he just does. despite everything,how angry sasuke wanted to be, he had people like sakura, kakashi ... naruto, to kick him into gear. but naruto ? had no one. BEFORE THIS TEAM , he supposes, and yet..... he cared so much. why ?  his hand moves to his abdomen, warmth pools in the unnatural way, where it’s not supposed to be, when you know it’s blood. his grasp on naruto’s jacket weakens little by little and not that naruto knew, but he was trying to push him AWAY . ‘ idiot ‘  he wants to say, tries. nothing comes out. even like this, they’d fight  he’s unaware the danger was no longer present, he’s trying to preserve naruto’s life .. team seven. through the corner of his eyes, he can see sakura’s hands healing the wound, but he’s focused on naruto’s hovering.

   hovering ... when all he’s doing is caring for a friend.

    but he’s too weak, despite his attempts to free himself, whatever justification he had.  the floor was spinning. he tries to sit up at least.  “  idiot... “ he says, pacing himself. “ you should’ve.. left with sakura .... it doesn’t matter. you.. “  ‘ could have died. both of you. ‘  he starts to topple over, leaning on the blonde. “ idiot. “

[hwagah]

❝      HAVE   YOU   THOUGHT   ABOUT      an   autobiography ?   though,   maybe   a   biography   if   writing   is   too   difficult.   i’m   sure   shikamaru - san   could   help   you   with   writing   it      ❞

@beliefdriven​      /      ♡ ‘ d   for   a   starter.

[bitchplz-its-sasuke]

“please kiss me.” (if u want to do this one - u dont have to bahahaha)

three word starters

❝ Hmmm , but I thought I was an ass , ❞   as he spoke he stepped forward , slender fingers rest itself onto Naruto’s chest , pushing him back till his back hit the wall  . The raven had taken away Naruto’s personal space , he stood between the Uzumaki’s legs, their bodies gently pressed against each other , his face close . He could feel Naruto’s breathing against his skin , so close that just a whisper was all that was needed to be heard .  

 ❝ Why ? ❞ his tone soft , his fingers toying with his zipper of his sweater , but not undoing it yet ?   Leaning in , his locks must of brushed against Naruto’s whiskered cheeks, their noses brushed against each other , their lips barely touching as he whispers ,  ❝ Why would ( do ) you want me ? ❞

[chidorikiller]

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     “Congratulations on becoming hokage, Naruto. Your lifelong dream,” Kakashi said, watching Naruto approach the desk, all clad in the traditional clothing. The now former hokage disappeared for moment, then appeared again with a mountain of paperwork half as tall as he was, and dropped it on the desk. “Here’s some initial paperwork that needs to be done tomorrow,” he said cheerfully. “Oh, and there’s more where that came from.” 

[thousandbirds]

‘ aren’t you running late? ‘  

it’s not disbelief, exactly, that colors his voice--- for naruto has more than once gotten mixed up in this nonsense or that, like that mess with the snow princess and the cabbage vendor, but overall the blond doesn’t share his habit of arriving a few hours behind the agreed time. did he sleep through the alarm this morning? kakashi hoped it wasn’t a case of eating-too-old-ramen and getting stuck to the toilet all night long like that incident two months back.  

‘ nee..... did you already eat, naruto-kun?  i was just going to have breakfast, if you want to come in. ‘

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