#lavafed

[quirkgifter]

lavafed replied to your post “burokkori replied to your post “i wonder what the noise would be if...”

i think if she slaps it at 20% and then 50% it’ll work like a microwave? i think.

you put a frozen chicken in a microwave to cook it?

[dxsole]

am i color blind or is leslie a fucking ginger

Unexpected Asks | Always Accepting

“I’m dirty blonde, not ginger. It’s a simple mistake, don’t worry.” Do blondes really have more fun? He’s not sure, mainly because he doesn’t do anything.

[ncgeru]

 ||  Aah... a rarity. He thought, as if he was looking at a rare specimen of bird. 

  That Anbu he murdered had a bingo book on him and he was able to take a peek, even chuckle at his old child picture in the book when he came across her data and now, she was sitting there cutely munching on some food by the river. When he was a student in Konoha, he always was told about how bad the Kirigakure were, his bullies even used the country’s practices as a way to tell him that he should be grateful as their treatment of him back then could’ve been worse. 

  Kura was calm as he approached her, pulling off his hood so she could see his face. 

     「 What are you eating?」 He smiled.

@lavafed | ‘don’t burn him pls’

[narutorpcpositivity]

Everyone who I have talked to has been so nice and wecoming!! And I haven’t even had this blog for very long at all really. I WANT TO GIVE A BIG THANK YOU TO SHORP FOR TALKING TO ME, and basically inspiring me to want to jump into the Naruto Fandom because of their Kankuro which is amazing and I love him!!

I also want to give a pretty big thank you to the muns of @of-smoke-and-deer, @sabakv, @shadcwd, @karukv, @inumbratte, @oneesands, @variantia, @blackgreed, @vestiallus, @galgenballade, @lavafed and @kageheir !

They’ve either answered any questions I had, said something nice, and/or interacted with me a bit thus far (and I have some replies/asks for some of them, at least at this point)!

I also just want to thank EVERYONE SO MUCH WHO’S BEEN INTERESTED IN THIS SOFT SAND BOY (and my mean my followers as well as those, of course!) I’m surprised that I’ve taken to him as much as I have, but I think part of that reason is because I’ve been doodling him, and he makes me happy basically!!

I have a lot of thoughts and I want to interact with everyone I’m mutuals with (once more, non mutuals can still come into my inbox to send questions!) I’m not sure what else I want to say here so I’ll just end it here thanks!!! Sorry if I missed anyone orz.

[dxsole]

does missy Gay?

Unexpected Asks | Always Accepting!

“Not yet she doesn’t.”

[quirkgifter]

lavafed replied to your post “lavafed replied to your post “burokkori replied to your post “i...”

NOT FROZEN JUS. raw thawed chicken titty. but she has to like plastic wrap her place then unless she likes salmonella on Everything when she gives it the good ol BAP

oh okay thank god i was gONNA SAY. but yeah. maybe. wonder if she can just like, slap some oil on her hand and then make it BREADED chicken? hmm.

[pillarofpeace]

Lost [Yahiko & Natsumi]

continued from here [x] @lavafed

Yahiko had navigated the merciless deserts of the Land of Wind before, but that had been years ago, and in a country whose landmarks shifted by the hour, he should have known better than to rely on previous knowledge - no matter how confident he was with his memory. The ever-shifting sands had eroded even the stone outcrops over the last decade so that the unfamiliar looked familiar, and the familiar seemed altogether new.

But this mission’s failure did not rest entirely on his arrogance. Konan and Nagato had talked him out of traveling by his own memory before a team had even been decided, so Yahiko had selected a tracker from their little group to lead the procession through the desert. What neither of them realized though was that trackers in Takigakure had a different skillset that didn’t quite work when it came to traversing kilometers of sandy dunes.

They were wasting time and energy wandering beneath the unforgiving sun, they weren’t planning rests efficiently, and their supplies were beginning to run low. Had it not been for the recent terrorist attack on Sunagakure, Yahiko would have sent a request for an escort to guide them to the village, but all of Suna’s manpower remained on guard duty, to protect against anyone who dared try to take advantage of their weakened state.

Yahiko couldn’t blame him, but his frustration was steadily growing the longer he spent in the oppressive heat. When one of his comrades suggested that they take advantage of the shade from a statue sunken deep into the sand, he nearly opposed the idea simply to make up for their lost time, but the weary looks on the faces of everyone on the team begged him to reconsider. So he complied, and his own legs were grateful when he finally found a place to sit in the shadowed, but still-hot sand.

The wind had begun to quiet, but sweat along his brow and temples had turned sticky, and gritty dirt browned his cheeks. He had always hated the constant rain in Ame, but had he grown up in the Land of Wind, he would have hated the sand so much more, he realized. The cold river that ran through the land of rain was more tempting to him now than it had ever been in his life.

A voice pulled him out of his fantasies and he cracked one eye open, then the other, and sat up from the base of the statue, against which he had been leaning.

“I’m fine.” He offered Natsumi a tired smile. “It’s been a while since I’ve been in the Land of Wind though. I forgot how exhausting this would be.”

The other three members of their squad were reclining to various degrees, all with eyes shut as they tried to take advantage of their brief respite. Yahiko looked out toward the dunes, noticing what Natsumi had mentioned - that there were shapes peeking out of the sand in the distance in some sort of line.

“I hope you’re right. We can’t afford to spend much more time out here.” His eyes swung back to her and he looked her over. “What about you? Not dried out yet, are you?” A good-natured, albeit somewhat weak laugh. “I never thought I’d miss the humidity in Amegakure.”

[thecorpsecarrier]

“  stay gentle. everyone is at war.  ”

Maybe that’s a cruel thing to ask any other shinobi - each of them walks in time with death, after all. A soft heart bleeds where a hard one doesn’t, and a shinobi with a soft heart will bleed forever.

“I’ll try, Natsumi. Please be safe.” But it’s Jun, and she knows no other way to be.