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@shadowstitched look at the progress i’ve made with our thread.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ aren’t you proud of me?

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since these tend to get around faster —- like / reblog if you’re interested in interacting with a canon divergent / hc based nara shikamaru from naruto ! independent, private, && highly selective. 20+ themes. sideblog to VENOMSPEWED ! written by max. est. 06. 21. 18. 

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coming up behind the slim kunoichi a pale of cool, calloused hands are landing squarely on sakura’s waist—tugging her back into himself in the process. and then? a kiss is planted right on her pretty, little mouth from above. ( shikamaru knew very well that this woman could destroy him with a flick of her finger but dammit it was worth it if this turned into something more ).

                                   ❝ strawberry chapstick again, haruno~? ❞

@harunodesu /

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@kopynin /

                          ❝ if you’re here to lecture me about how dangerous this is...❞

the words out of the young nara’s mouth are venomous, ice-cold and as dead as the untended plants in his mother’s garden back home. shikamaru doesn’t even have to look up to know he’s been visited by a certain silver-haired shinobi. kakashi’s chakra nature was one he could pick out anywhere, at any time, in a large crowd. smoke softly furls away from the smoldering end of the cigarette and away into the vibrant blue sky above.

his teacher or mentor had been dead and gone for... a month now. and it’s effects were beginning to show within the chunin. shadows—telltale signs of self-induced insomnia—were etching beneath sharp, void umber hues. if he simply... pushed down the emotions, perhaps they would go away on their own.

( that’s how the nara is thinking presently anyway ).

                         ❝ then please don’t bother kakashi-sensei. i’m in no mood to be lectured about my health. ❞

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smash the ♥ for a small starter /

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sixth sense. it was hard to explain but shikadai had it, he hated it because half the time it defied logical reasoning. in a situation such as this, it was all he had. he never let it on, merely continued walking as shikamaru began walking from behind. old tactic and pretty obvious to catch your victim. had his old man always been so obvious? crude, jade-green eyes stayed looking calm, there wasn’t even a tense bone in his body. however, the sensation of a lingering shadow made his blood fall cold but did he intend to dodge it? no. his eyes scanned the populated area — too many people.

 if he caused a scene with this guy the people would freak. it would just be a stupid move. so, the boy opted for holding his hands above his head in a show that he gave up, but — as he did so he let a little chakra loose, formed it, and created a small but noticeable blast of his wind nature. the harsh whistle of wind shot forth towards shikamaru as if the genin were making a statement not to screw with him. if he could turn his head, his eyes would shine with that inner fire that resembled his mom’s to not underestimate him. ❝ why cause a commotion when we can both talk like civilized people? you’re not showing me i can trust you with the actions you’re taking right now. don’t be an idiot. i’ll answer your questions when we get inside. besides, do i LOOK like i’d be someone who’d cause harm to these people? ❞ 

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aha. so, this kid was also harboring some bloodline from a certain sunagakure kunoichi. that meant... this kid was the spawn of him and temari. with no time to feel anything about this revelation, shikamaru uses the brunt of his forearm to guard against the small blast of wind—he could feel a grin, ice-cold and vicious—stretching across fair features. umber hues shine with an internal fire of his own; the WILL OF FIRE INCARNATE. and that grin widens, showing off pearly white canines around the smoldering cigarette.

it’s too late. their shadows had connected during the small gust of wind. there’s nowhere for shikadai to run now. silently, he mimes putting his arms down. something is off about him—a possible mixture of grief and mild PTSD—but it’s obviously rearing its head while this brat speaks.

                            ❝ whether you’re a threat or not does not matter. you might be a genin but in times like this there’s no telling who could be dangerous or not. we’re on the brink of war. you don’t get to speak to me like that—no matter where you come from, who you are related to, or what sort of genetics you have. lose the attitude and you keep your mouth full of teeth; keep it and i knock them down your throat and watch you CHOKE on them. ❞

it wasn’t often someone of the nara clan truly lost their temper—but when they DID it was frightening and unexpected. shikamaru was no exception in the past, nor the future.

                           ❝ start talking or i take you to lady tsunade and have her get the interrogation squad to figure out just who you are, why you’re here, and anything else important. ❞

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friendly reminder that @shadowstitched is my main / exclusive shikadai.

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Team 10: Blank Period

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since these tend to get around faster —- like / reblog if you’re interested in interacting with a canon divergent / hc based nara shikamaru from naruto ! independent, private, && highly selective. 20+ themes. sideblog to VENOMSPEWED ! written by max. est. 06. 21. 18.