#this is old...

[aditublog]

LATE 6th year art tribute by thebloodsin

[u-friend-or-ufo]

[azulila]

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[vibgyoroygbiv]

Got this idea after watching that episode with postman ninjas. Apparently Naruto is naturally good at writing smut or has learned a lot from proofreading Jiraiya’s novel.

For some reason Kakashi knows Naruto wrote bootleg version of IchaIcha and then he commissions Naruto and Sai to do a book of him and Yamato. Why let your students’ artistic talents go waste? It turns into a team project of all three kids after Sakura “eavesdropping” Naruto and Sai’s discussion, in truth just the two boys being too loud.

Of course, Yamato finds out later. It’s a nightmare.

First, everyone gets scold by Yamato the Team Mom. Yes, even the Sixth Hokage Kakashi has to kneel and listen to the lecture obediently. After a long lecture, Yamato takes the commission money Kakashi paid to the kids as their punishment. Then the kids get to go home, to their ultra surprise. Following by another round of long stare and silence, while Kakashi is too afraid to look at Yamato in the eyes and speaks up, Yamato just quietly turns and leaves.

It’s the start of living torture for Kakashi. It begins with Yamato completely gone, without a trace. He doesn’t go home, to the house they share. Everyday he sends a clone to assist Kakashi’s work, but the clone disappears after a day’s work and never talks about anything regarding the quarrel. If Kakashi asks, the clone would say he can’t answer anything and if Kakashi tries to find Yamato he will hide better and not let anyone find him. Kakashi is too afraid to make his boyfriend mad again, so he obeys and works hard to pass time.

Yamato appears again after two weeks. But there’s still no talking between them. Yamato only speaks when there’s work matter, and he addresses Kakashi with the most respectful titles as possible. He doesn’t call Kakashi’s name and it’s driving Kakashi crazy. He also doesn’t let Kakashi touch him in any way. The result is a very (sexually) frustrated Kakashi.

The kids can't stand this whole situation and try to talk Yamato out of it. However, Yamato doesn't back down. He finds the whole thing humiliating; if Kakashi has needs, he should discuss with him before he got the kids involved.

After two months, Yamato finally responds for the first time and lets Kakashi touch his hands. Kakashi hugs him and almost wants to cry.

[aether-florie]

ヽ( ´O｀): What is their body language like when sleepy?

PHYSICAL DETAIL ASK MEME

ヽ( ´O｀): What is their body language like when sleepy?

Florie’s body language isn’t very expressive to begin with, so at first there’s no noticeable difference (very observant people might notice she touches her face a bit more often than usual though).

If she doesn’t go to sleep, and often she won’t until she’s about to pass out, her movements become increasingly sluggish until she’s just dragging herself through the Aether halls, barely awake but still trying to work.

Sometimes she does pass out and someone has to bring her back to her office.

[deadsasukes]

[dragonbookhoard]

Prompt: The universe is my country

The compound was alive with activity.  Day in and day out, Danny watched the men mill about the yard, doing their separate, yet connected duties.  Bees in a hive.  Men serving their country, with Lutz as their sovereign king.  Lutz’s men, then German.  Danny was neither—or at least, didn’t consider himself to be.  These men…some had come from across the seas, others, their parents.  These were the people who had one foot on German soil, and the other on American.  Danny had neither. He couldn’t consider himself “American,” having spent too much time with the Germans—but nor was there German blood in him. At first, it was only an idle thought.  No more.  Nothing to really affect him.   But slowly, the more he began to watch, began to notice the inclusiveness…the more he began to feel outside it.  Alone.  To counter act the creeping feelings, he began to hole himself up in the library, surrounded by the books that were all he believed he needed to keep him company.  And yet…even in the books—country was always there and it was getting harder to ignore. When he first found the large map, stowed away in a drawer in the library, he was shocked to see the extent of what men had found.  His fingers traced the eight planets, hung on their ellipses and so orderly.  His eyes scanned over the names of the celestial bodies: the Sun, Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Moon, Callisto, Io, Europa, Ganymede, Titan, Iapetus, Rhea, Tethys, Titania, Oberon, Enceladus, Mimas, Ceres, Neptune, Hyperion, Ariel, Umbriel, Deimos, Phobos, Amalthea, Phoebe, Himalia, Elara, Pasiphaë, Sinope.  So many… He smiled then, some comforting thought presenting itself to him: his country was the universe.  He belonged here as surely as any of the planets.