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happy birthday @uzumama!
...wifey better get some hammock snuggle time too. just sayin'.
Wifely can have hammock snuggles too! It is a Magic Hammock and can fit everyone! ALL THE SNUGGLES FOR HIS GIRLS(and any sons/close-enough-to-sons)!!
...just as long as she promises not to tip the hammock over on them all...
ew... /throws tomatoes
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bitch
I c how it is
I hope u get stabbed through all your internal major organs one day
oh wait
Mine, if you feel like it? No obligation since... same muse and all. :'D
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Do I Follow Them?: Yeeeees!Why Did I Follow Them?: UM, BRUH. SENPAI? I love her portrayal of Kushina a ton and I may look up to them a lot- even before I made my Kushina blog- whoops;;Do We Role Play?: WE SHOULD.Do I Want To Role Play With Them: YEAH.An AU Idea For Our Muses: How much do want to bet Kushina would get into a fight with a younger version of herself?A Song For Our Muses: Love again - Pentatonix′ Novocaine to make me numbDon’t you worry ‘cause the night is youngDance until the morning sun ‘Do I Ship Our Muses?: I mean, she is hot af to ship her with herself. Maybe. What I Think About The Mun: I have only spoken to her once and I enjoyed it immensely! She gives good advice, sweet af, and a total nut. c:Overall Opinion: Pretty much the uzumama. Seriously- I love the portrayal and the mun is a cinnamon maybe sin roll. <3 I may or may not get excited when I see “That Weirdo down the hall” thread responses pop up on my dash.Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
✵ (younger, like when they started dating or something?)
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Usually Minato’s very observant. It’s something he prides himself in - but it’s also something that keeps him alive. So things hanging over his head should at least elicit some kind of awareness from him.
The problem is that not only is he still tired from a long mission he hasn’t had time to catch up from his sleep on - but that they’re everywhere.
Someone certainly had plans and they certainly included large amounts of a very specific type of plant.
After the first five, Minato had given up on keeping track of where they were at the party.
He’d also lost track of his girlfriend.
Kind of girlfriend.
More than friend girl he was with.
He really needed his sleep before he tried to figure out where his relationship with Kushina was after the confessions they’d all but accidentally stumbled through just before he’d left a week ago.
The tap on his shoulder had him turning, had the smile coming to his face, as doopy as the smile probably was, when he saw the familiar red hair and violet eyes and he was still simply enjoying seeing her again as short a time as they’d been apart when she pointed upward. His eyes followed the gesture, saw the plant -
and before he could begin to decide on a safe course of action, she’d caught him by his collar and pulled him down.
Her lips on his shorted out anything his brain had been trying to get through to him and there was only one response.
Kiss her back.
🐷 reverse (my weakness........)
Send “🐷” for my muse to give yours a piggyback ride.Bonus: Send “🐷 reverse” for your muse to offer to give mine a piggyback ride.
He should have been faster.
There was really no excuse for being careless.
His new jutsu was coming along really well. He’d finally gotten the insight into it and he wasn’t- mostly - in danger of materializing on the wrong side of his seal and embedding himself in a tree or rock formation anymore. ...which - would make for a very short career, not to mention lifespan. He’d been experimenting with it though and he’d got a solid feel for it. He didn’t even get vertigo anymore when he snapped into place next to one of his seals.
He was sure he’d almost got the Flying Thunder God technique battle ready. So close he dreamed about it at nighttime.
Which is why he asked Kushina to help him test it one last time before he took it on the field. She fought hard and she didn’t cut him any breaks. And more - she fought dirty. He’d needed someone to push him as hard as they could, to test his use of the technique in a fight to the limits and she had. Just the way he’d been counting on her to.
And he’d had it down, been able to avoid and preempt her attacks in some cases even -
until he’d let his concentration slip and he’d come down with his foot inside a tree branch on one of his landings.
Sheer dumb luck on his part, the branch had been thin enough that the sudden insert of his foot inside it had caused it to burst into splinters. If it had been thicker, if he’d misjudged just a fraction more and ended up inside the tree truck instead -
“I’m fine,” he repeated for the tenth time. He’d very carefully not shared the dangers of learning his new technique without anyone to teach him from experience from Kushina. She didn’t need to worry about something he wasn’t going to be deterred from learning and, he thought, only one of them had needed to visualize him as a fossil found in the middle of a mountain rock by later generations. The branch had been him being careless and losing his focus for a second. Something he knew better than. One day, it would be instinctive - but it wasn’t yet.
“I’m really fine,” he stated again, peering at her over her shoulder, trying to get a good look at her face as she totted him back to Konoha - and a medic nin that would fix the bones in his foot and get the rest of the shards of wood out of it that they hadn’t while patching him up on the training ground. Again, she didn’t answer him and that worried him much more than any outburst.
“Kushina,” his voice went softer and his fingers squeezed her shoulder lightly, arm across her collar to leave her neck free. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I won’t mess up again. But I really am all right.”
Because you deserve a trophy for sticking around so long. ;) Happy tumblr anniversary!
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