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yuhaie replied to your post: leafmedic replied to your post: ...

PLEASE GIVE SHINO KIDS

// CALLING ALL WILLING PARTICIPANTS!!!!!!!

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I’m working on sketchin yall bug kids don’t worry

// @leafmedic HOLD ME

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asuma's dead

at first it seems like the tail end of a bad joke, but tou-san’s health is never the sort of thing that ka-san’s joked about.

as he’d gotten older, there’d been scares. it was less than a week after mirai’s first long-term ANBU mission —— an entire year away from home, when ka-san had found him in the bathroom. he’d said he didn’t feel well but a life time of experience had apparently told ka-san it mattered, and they’d gotten him to the hospital in time.

a stoke. not a massive one. he was alright. but there was rehabilitation and the long process of making tou-san feel like he was capable again after a long hospital stay.

mirai had moved back in after that. the small apartment she could afford on her new salary didn’t seem as spectacular as it did when she was apartment hunting. thoughts lingered. if tou-san had passed while she’d been away… mirai didn’t know if she’d forgive herself. she didn’t know if her mother would forgive her, or her father would forgive her. ( they would of course. they loved her with this unconditional love that she didn’t understand. probably wouldn’t until she was a parent herself. ) it was just a precaution at that point.

against the stone that had settled in her stomach that whispered that her parents were getting older, that she had less and less time with them. that if she left they may not be here when she came back. it’s every growing child’s first fear.

but it’d been years ago now and it was pushed to the back of her mind. COMPARTMENTALIZED like they taught all the good little ninja to do.

her mask slips from her fingers and mirai’s face twists from confused to perfectly blank, another thing she’s learned in ANBU. he’d still… while she was… the clatter against the floor is missed because time seems to have slipped into the same void as sound and heat and mirai can only feel the cold of hospital air. her eyes settle and she looks at her mother. properly looks at her. at age, at the lines between her brows and the collection of tears between time worn wrinkles and oh. her husband’s dead. of course she’s crying and why isn’t mirai.

“oh,” slips past. it’s a breath. she feels it from the bottom of her lungs to her lips and she’s so keenly aware as her eyes start to sting and blink, damn it why is she like this.

she’d —— she’d wrapped so many emotions in swaddling cloth and refused to feel them during missions but THIS ISN’T A MISSION. this is the full weight of her worst fears hitting her and her father’s not even —— no good byes, no hellos, no smiles-behind-a-grey-beard and if her mother’s not in a room, if she was WAITING for mirai to return that just means there’s not even a hand to hold in a warm bed. no last words.

her teeth clench and she surrenders to the full weight of the sob as it hits her, rattling through her chest and there are hands on her shoulders, wrinkled hands with flesh so soft it’s almost like they’d never known the callouses that came from holding knives and shuriken and why.

why did her parents have to grow old like the rest of them? just objectively she knew but they’d survived. so narrowly, so barely had clung to life and why did it —— why did it ——

she has to be careful as she falls into her mother. because ka-san is old now too, and mirai’s full weight would be too much to throw on her these days. but her arms wrap around shrinking shoulders and her and her face buries in the front of her mother’s shirt and suddenly she’s five, and her words are failing the depth of complexity in the emotion she feels and she whimpers out a soft “mama,” because there’s nothing else to say.

@yuhaie

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this is why shino's my favourite

[amaryllisdrifts]

@yuhaie

Disheartened when she found herself feeling more at home at her Sensei’s residence over her own. There really wasn't an excuse she could muster; Missions came and went, training steady, not busy enough to keep her from the small flat to excuse it.

And it's not that her apartment was completely stripped of life. It just wasn't, this-- The Anbu's gaze gradually rolls over a familiar, yet ample collection of hung pictures. Cabinets full of books, scrolls, plants and floral alike. Warm colors, an inviting aroma, equally soft and sharp as the woman who owned it. Certainly a place team eight still thought of as a safe-nook, tucked away within the village.

Breathing in her tea before taking a sip. Hands remain wrapped around the tepid cup, pale eyes lifting to her company. "Sensei, what was it like for you earlier on?" In all their years of conversation, from private moments in the bathhouse to training grounds stretched over hot days. Hinata has never directly asked this, "--ano, I mean, growing up." Strange, with how compatible the two were.

[paraxyt-blog]

yuhaie replied to your post: // I MISS WRITING HIM AND HIS MANBUN

ge nt ly p at s her bu g bo y

        allows the patting bc he’s a good boy

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NARUTO/NARUTO SHIPPUDEN VERSE

NAME:  nayoko kimura AGE:  12 -- 13 ( naruto ) ; 15 -- 17 ( shippuden ) AFFILIATION: konohagakure  OCCUPATION: kunoichi  GENDER: cis female

CHAKRA NATURE(S): fire &&. lightning

SKILLS NINJUTSU:  6 /10 TAIJUTSU: 6 /10 GENJUTSU: 4 /10

HISTORY:

she is born within kirigakure, two weeks earlier than the expected due date during her parents visit to extended family, and is just as quickly taken back to her home within konoha. only two months old when her father perishes during the destruction of the nine tails against the village, nayoko is raised singe handedly by her widowed mother until age ten. 

once old enough, her mother dove back into work as a kunoichi, and began to take long periods of time away from home. leaving nayoko to develop a rather solitary and closed up personality, already naturally not good with associating with others. soon enough, her mother doesn’t come back when she’s supposed to. and it settles in immediately with a gut inuition her mother did not survive the task without ever having to wait to be told. a choice to be relocated to kirigakure to her extensive line of aunts and cousins is declined aggressively by the child; and in a stalemate she is permitted to stay in her old home, supported by money sent to her. and so that is how she lives, taking care of herself with restuarant meals and easy to make snacks such as rice and other steamed or boiled vegetables. soon enough she is able to enroll in the academy konoha has to become a kunoichi like her mother before her, and somehow finds an attachment in kurenai yuhi ( @yuhaie ).

a decent model figure she can find herself able to full heartedly look up to--- other adults are treated with the required respect as taught to her, but yet none quite reach the level she holds kurenai on, something that is so obvious to pick up on from watching. despite the hardships her rough edges will surely bring, nayoko aspires to be someone kurenai will not regret knowing as she grows.

WEAPON(S):

kunai, poisons, &&. tanto

more to be added.

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kiba naruto told me 2 ask u what a milf is

         why the fuck was that lil’ bitch — little ass bitch using that word around his sensei ; hell, nah. he better not come sniffing around this neighborhood. no, sir. he’s about to learn why jackie chan retired. ‘ i think.. its best if you stay away from that dumb ass, – actually. let me walk you home. ‘ 

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ur my fave

thanks mom i always believe in you. @convulsus​ i TOLD you.