#cunningpeach

[kxmorebi]

@cunningpeach​​ said: 

"Come in. Come in! I've got all the stuff set out. All you've gotta do is stir~"

“Well, that was the job as advertised, I might have to strike if you want me to go beyond my job description,” he laughs as he carefully removes his sandals. A joke. Clearly. He is here to be helpful.

[kxmorebi]

@cunningpeach​​  said: "Give it back! It was gifted to me." She's gonna hang it up. Something like that needed to be preserved for historical significance.

He lifts the photo up higher, out of her reach, “Ehh?? By whom??” he can venture a guess. 

[super-kame-love]

"Hey! Hey hey hey hey! Do you think that if a wood chuck could chuck wood, that it would, like, want to? I mean, wood chucks have agency. Has anyone ever asked one if it would chuck wood before assuming that it would?"

Aina stiffens and curls into herself at the barrage of “Hey’s” fired her way, tucking her clasped hands under her chin. Nevertheless, she grins back at the woman and tries to catch every word, stringing them together in the order in which she does. 

“Would a wood chuck wanna chuck wood if it could...huh. Aha! That’s a great question! I haven’ asked one, but I’d hafta reckon they don’ much want to. They’re happier doin’ what they been doin’, which’s dig burrows. They’re very importn’t t’ a healthy forest f’r that reas’n, anyway, don’t you know.” 

[kxmorebi]

Draws scales on cheeks. What an adorable mildly threatening fish he will be. Don't worry. The marker is washable.

He had fallen asleep on the couch, unaware of much of his surroundings. He’d only laid down for a moment, but must’ve been more tired than he’d thought. ‘Just a little rest’ turned into well...a fairly long nap. 

One long enough for him to be messed with, apparently. 

"Momo..." he paws at his face at the mirror, not particularly impressed. "Why have you drawn on my face?"

[kahenn]

Does your muse steal clothing from their partner?

( Vanilla Sunday Meme )

Yeah, she absolutely would. Most likely things that are comfortable and she can lounge around the house in. 

[kahenn]

❝  it’s annoying how handsome he is.  ❞

( To all the boys I’ve loved before sentence starters ) Accepting!

Maybe she hadn’t been listening fully, rather focused on the hydrangeas that she was tending to that grew outside of the conservatory. Lately they were having some rather frustrating pest trouble. 

She perks up slightly, looking directly towards the young woman who stands beside her.  

“Eh? Who’s handsome??” 

[kxmorebi]

"Ne, Yama-kun, do I look cute?" She has cat ears and a tail, lazing about his couch as a little blonde cat would. He better not give the tail a tug.

“Well, yes but...what is with the get up?” 

Is he confused? Yes. Did he jump a bit when he walked through the door? Also yes. Maybe also because he’s lowkey wondering how she got into his apartment. He doesn’t remember ever giving her a key...

Very cat like indeed. 

[i-minato-chan]

Shinobi didn’t do ‘smash-and-grab’. 

Actually, that was entirely untrue, but when you were trying to be stealthy then it certainly wasn’t the way to go. Minato, starting to get a minor reputation among the warring nations’ militaries, was also not a great inclusion for high-profile thefts - and stealing from the Mizukage’s office was, both literally and figuratively, the highest-profile target in the village.

And yet here he was. Minato paced the floor of the ‘diplomatic quarter’, a building that felt more like a prison than a resting place for visiting dignitaries. He’d disabled as many listening devices in his quarters as he politely could, but out here in the lobby he just had to put up with them whilst he waited for-

Ah. There was something distinct about the Kiri shinobi, something oppressive about their chakra that made Minato feel like he was at the bottom of the sea. He swallowed hard to make his ears pop - they didn’t - smoothed out a wrinkle in his shirt and extended a hand to his young woman.

“Good morning. I’m Minato Namikaze, of the Hidden Leaf.”