#nedzuita

[moonsdying]

@kavvaakari: (continued from x)

"kakashi likes to mess with you," hayate says fondly, though he can hardly think about kakashi when tenzo— yamato, now, he supposes, but they both know hayate will only call him that in public— is still standing so broad and bare faced before him. the fabric of the blues stretch taut over his biceps, and probably over his chest too, if hayate pulled down that pesky little zipper on his vest.

he doesn't, not yet, but he does step forward until he's close enough to catch the metal tab between his fingers. "yamato, huh? yamato-taichou, specifically. what do you think of that?"

probably nothing, because tenzo won't waste his time on it, but hayate always likes to ask anyway. plus, it gives him a reason to let his other hand lift up, settling on tenzo's bicep to dig his fingers in just so. just to feel.

[peacharchivedtm]

nedzuita said: Flowers are dumb as hell and they’ve gotten away with it for too long. “Oh look at me just sitting here doing nothing.” Pricks.

“ someone sounds bitter. ” then again, otogakure did things to the human mind, especially being on orochimaru and team taka watch. it’s not like she particularly cared but well, she always did like gossip. she leans in, palm cradling cheek as she sends a cheeky grin towards the person whose suppose to be watching all of them and making sure they don’t cause any..... issues with konoha. not that it actually stopped karin, she was after all, quite good at escaping from yamato’s eyes. “ having love troubles, yamato-san ? ” grin widens and eyes sparkle in mirth, “ you can tell me, i won’t use it against you. ” she absolutely would and should not be trusted. “ you can trust me. ”

[ninnekomata]

@nedzuita |  ❝ tell me about your day. ❞

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"Well,” he begins, neatly setting himself on the other’s shoulders, uncaring that to do so he has knocked the other’s face guard and headband askew, and seriously mussed up already un-styled hair. “It was going pretty well for most of the morning. And then the strangest thing happened; couldn’t believe it when it happened! You see-”

“I was walking along, enjoying the day, and a tree started talking to me. Big tall thing, up and moving around like it was nothing. Then it had the audacity to ask me questions! Questioned me about my day and everything! So of course I sat on it in retribution.”

Idly, he flicks his tail in the other’s face, further pushing Yamato’s faceguard out of position. feline face splits into an approximation of a grin.

“I’m sure you can agree I got the last laugh on that over grown shrub!”

[kahenn]

@nedzuita​:

HELP WITH WHAT? WHO WANTS TO KISS A FISH??

[scnsei-a]

📝 for this blog but also if you can think of anything u wanna do for sai or kakashi then... i am always made of ears

yamato !

currently obsessed with the au in which iruka is a senju and a relation of hashirama, so bonding over this shared connection would be wonderful to iruka, who has no living relations after his parents passing even though these two are definitely not related. my yamairu shipping ass could never. also, yamato teaching iruka how to do wood style, because he is capable or it, he just never had anyone to teach him before.

iruka regarding yamato with suspicion when he’s initially assigned to team seven. it’s taken him so long to trust kakashi to care for these kids, especially naruto, and he already knew the guy for several years. yamato on the other hand seems to appear out of thin air! so he’s... wary about him and makes it his personal mission to get to know yamato. constantly hangs around him, watches how he interacts with naruto carefully, asks questions about him under the guise of being friendly. but he’s like eyes suspiciously “who is this man... is her going to do something to hurt my son?” but iruka turns right tf around on him as he gets to know him and as he learns he’s here to keep naru safe.

working together to rebuild the academy after the pein invasion? or doing search and rescue as a pair, yamato moving the debris with wood style and iruka healing whoever they pull out with medical ninjutsu?

[loveoaths]

your control is slipping, haku. have you been sleeping?

two days ago he’d slipped through the mirrors with a minnow’s ease. today he can hardly force a hand through. 

the sweat beading his brow drips into his eyes & sting. his eyes burn with unshed frustration. naturally chilled skin grows hot & flushed at his teacher’s comments, the old pride in his abilities curdling by the second into rotten, rancid shame.  

no he hasn’t been sleeping. no, he hasn’t slept today, as stupid as he knows that is. how dangerous. but he can’t make himself do it. not now. not when he knows someone ( something ? ) is watching him.

another shove forward, his fingers struggling to spread through the chakra-dense water molecules, only for haku to yank his fingers from the mirror moments later & angrily dissolve the jutsu.

❛  I apologize for wasting your time today, Yamato-san. It will not happen again. ❜ he’s throwing his things into his bag, purposefully avoiding eye contact as his throat closes around his anger, his unspoken fears, cinching them up tight. he knows what happens to shinobi who see things that aren’t there. ❛  I will be -- I will perform better tomorrow.  ❜ he must. failure is not an option.

[lionxdog]

don’t know what my grudge against men with shaved heads is, but anyone in this bitch have the unrelenting urge to attack a man with a shaved head like some kind of wronged horse? weirdly specific, but i’m right.

@nedzuita​ 

oh no. 

“tenzo. tenzo look at me. do not attack ibiki, i repeat, do not, under any circumstances, attempt to attack morino ibiki. you will regret it for the rest of your short, miserable little life. tenzo. tenzo, look at me, please, promise me this one thing, if nothing else, that you will not– tenzo. i am ordering you to stand down, you fool, god dammit, why me, why does this shit always happen–”

[prinseling]

“Mitsuki, there are two types of people in the world, and you are neither.” What is that. A compliment? A complaint? An insult? Who knows. With a tone that bland, he could mean it as anything.

         “ you’re kinda weird, yamato-san. ” hadn’t anko-sensei warned him about that? probably, but he’d been so sleepy when she’d left this morning that he hardly remembered what she had told him. yamato was kinda weird, yeah, but sensei trusted him, so he could deal with it. “ do you say stuff like this to everyone? ”