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dangooverflowers · 10 months

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How's the first impression you've got from :

Guy

Kakashi

Genma

Yamato

Shizune

Asuma

Ibiki

Izumo and kutetsu

And how's your relationship with each now

Love uu <3

“What’s this!? A love confession!? You shouldn’t have.”

“Guy’s got the heart of a golden-retriever. Always has. When we were kids, even I thought his high-energy was overkill, though. Can’t really blame a kid for being enthusiastic, but there’s more to life than constantly training. Don’t know how Kakashi deals with it sometimes, but I guess it helps to know that everything Guy does comes from a good-natured and well-meaning place. Once you get past his gung-ho lifestyle, he’s a lot of fun to be around, and some of his enthusiasm is pretty contagious.”

“At first, Kakashi has this air of mystique around him that drives people wild, even more-so when you’re a teenage girl. He was kind of a kill-joy back in the day. So much so, that he came off as jerky at times, like he was too good to spend time with the less-gifted children. As you can imagine, I took great offense to this, being the student of a Sannin and all. Life has a way of making you or breaking you, and he’s definitely lightened-up since then. Maybe a lot, when I think about how he reads Master Jiraiya’s smut in the open like it’s the daily news. Outside of that little quirk, Kakashi’s cool. Oh yeah, and before you ask, I have tried sneaking a peak beneath that mask a few times, but he’s always managed to outfox me.”

“Genma is one of those guys that I knew-of growing up but didn’t get to know until we were working on the Chuunin Exams together. He’s got a great sense of humor. Spiced up the paperwork we had to do, anyway. He’s a solid guy, even in spite of that oral fixation of his. I’d work with him again and again.”

“The first time I met Yamato, I thought he had the dullest personality imaginable, even more than Ibiki. It wasn’t until I learned more about his. . .past that I decided that I’d be more patient with him. He’s come out of his shell in some ways. Word on the street is that he can be incredibly intimidating, but I’ll believe that when I see it. Maybe once the dust clears and we get the Village on the right track, I can sit down and get to know him better, but he likes to stay busy.”

“Shizune’s older than me and has always acted like it. I exasperated her when we were younger, so much so that she’d try to scold me. I think she figured that since we were both students of highly-respected ninja then we ought to behave as such, but there was way too much fun to be had in learning techniques and showing them off, as far as I was concerned. I wanted people know who my teacher was and what he was showing me, even if that meant terrorizing the community with the snakes. Hahaha! After Orochimaru left the Village, Shizune tried to help me readjust. She visited me when I was being kept under strict surveillance. She even snuck in dango to me when she knew she could get away with it. We still see each other now and then and catch up when we can, you know, when Lady Tsunade isn’t keeping her on her toes.”

“Being the son of Lord Third, I had Asuma pegged as some pampered brat born with a silver spoon in his mouth. I was convinced that he’d never have to fight for anything in his life and would be given the safest missions a ninja could ever be assigned. I thought I was right when ,sure enough, he became the Daimyo’s personal bodyguard and got to live it up in a palace, of all places. Turns out, I was wrong about him. Asuma was a cool-headed guy who wanted to make his own way in life and didn’t want his father influencing every decision he had to make. I respect that. I wish we could have talked more, but between his team, his father, and Kurenai, there wasn’t much room for li’l ol’ me. Rest in peace, Asuma.”

“I mentioned a while back that the first time Ibiki and I met was during our Chuunin Exams. I thought I could get under his skin, but even back then, this guy had iron-clad mental fortitude. The guy’s a rock. In fact, it’s taken years and the combined efforts of many of us to get this guy to relax and kick up his feet, but we’re getting there. He’s arguably my favorite pet project right now.”

“I don’t have any direct memories of meeting Izumo or Kotetsu. They’ve always kinda been there, in school, on missions. It’s weird thinking of them as individuals because even back when we were all kids, there they were, together. I used to joke that they used to be a two-headed kid that the ANBU found in the woods and Lady Tsunade had to separate them and reattach their heads onto new bodies. Haha! They didn’t like that too much. They’ll throw me a bone and laugh about it now that we’re all older. Anyway, anytime Ibiki needs a prank pulled on him, they’re my go-to guys.”

#Hatake Kakashi #Might Guy #Shizune #Sarutobi Asuma #Yamato #Morino Ibiki #Kamizuki Izumo #Hagane Kotetsu #Shiranui Genma #look out beloooow!#thanks for sending this! :3

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phlebaswrites · 1 year

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Asking Anko (For Marriage)

Summary:

Anko has always wanted love.

(Even the most observant shinobi can miss the forest for the trees.)

Rating: Mature Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Mitarashi Anko/Tayuya Word Count: approximately 6K (Complete and posts one chapter daily)

For NatsBats who first gave me the idea that these two could be paired together.

Tayuya kicks one of the small rocks on the training field, sending it flying.

Spring is here, even if only barely, and the leaves are green and growing. The weather is warming, even if the sakura hasn't bloomed yet, and Okaasan sent her off to the Academy this morning with a wish for a good day. But when she opened her bento at the mid day break, it was filled with the same onigiri as it was yesterday.

There was nothing special there.

She started the Academy early two years ago, right at the beginning of winter, smaller than everyone else in her class because her parents had to work and there was no one to care for her. Even so, her family celebrated the day of her birth with a small feast and presents - something that she'd hoped would happen again this year.

But no, there's nothing.

Being four means that she's old enough to celebrate growing one year older at the new year, right along with the adults, but she wasn't four last month.

She was three.

That doesn't seem to mean as much to everyone else as it does to her though.

So even though the whole world looks bright and happy today, Tayuya is angrier than she's ever been in her life.

Today is her day and it's hers to spend how she wants.

She can be mad if she chooses to be.

Read the rest on AO3.

#Phlebas Writes #Naruto #fanfiction #Story: Asking Anko (For Marriage)#Series: Courting Culture Confusion #Mitarashi Anko/Tayuya #Tayuya #Mitarashi Anko #Yūhi Kurenai #Hatake Kakashi #Hagane Kotetsu #Kamizuki Izumo #Shiranui Genma #Sarutobi Asuma #okay to reblog

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shunshinstan · 2 years

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It will never not amaze me that I can see a post or a fic tag that just says “those two guys from naruto” and we all know who it means <3

#koteizu #kamizuki izumo #hagane kotetsu #i love them #i genuinelly think they are the closest kishi got to writing canon gay characters #cuz we all know he just created the best love story ever in sns on complete accident

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mrs-iruka · 2 years

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COLD

Izumo woke up flushed and aching.

"Ko, I don't feel so good," Izumo said, sounding hoarse.

Kotetsu put a hand on Izumo's forehead. "Hm, you're burning up."

For the rest of the day, Kotetsu sat beside his boyfriend, swapping out cold compresses, and reading as Izumo slept. During his wakeful periods, Kotetsu fed Izumo warm soup and water.

"How're you feeling?" Kotetsu asked much later.

"Like I've been run over by a herd of elephants," Izumo rasped.

"Rest, babe," Kotetsu said softly.

The fever finally broke days later. Kotetsu felt relief when Izumo seemed to relax properly.

"Thank you Kami-sama."

#KoZumo fic #hagane kotetsu #Kamizuki Izumo #Kotetsu #Izumo #Izumo has a bad cold #Kotetsu is a good boyfriend

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riveluart · 5 months

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His lazy ass got up at like dawn to walk her to and from the village gates there is no way these two didn’t tease the hell out of him

#ally cat doodles #my digital art #fan art #naruto #naruto shippuden #shikatema #shikamaru nara #temari no sabaku #izumo kamizuki #kotetsu hagane #I did not know their last names until now I’m sorry to say #I’m sure they had a lot of fun picking on shikamaru

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bakapandy · 2 years

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Kotetsu and Izumo definitely bullied Shikamaru about Temari

#shikamaru #shikatema #koteizu #kotetsu #Izumo #shikamaru nara #nara shikamaru #kotetsu hagane #izumo kamizuki #naruto #naruto shippuden #pandy draws

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kkirincorrectquotes · 20 days

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Kotetsu: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Iruka's birthday invitations.

Izumo : Well, what are they supposed to say?

Kotetsu : "Iruka's birthday".

Anko : So, what do they say instead?

Kotetsu: "Iruka’s bi".

Anko and Izumo :

Anko : Works out either way. Maybe Kakashi will finally stop his pining and do something.

#kakairu #kakashi x iruka #kkir #iruka umino #カカイル #boruto #kakashi hatake #naruto #hatake kakashi #naruto incorrect quotes #umino iruka #kotetsu hagane #izumo kamizuki #anko mitarashi

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eps-epsan · 2 years

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You would think that being a ninja makes people more observant

Honestly, I don't see Boruto as something real and I hate all of their designs/clothes BUT I wanted them all older.

#kakagai #gaalee #kakashi hatake #maito gai #rock lee #gaara #naruto #fanart #shitpost #digital art #drawing #izumo kamizuki #kotetsu hagane #my art #illustration #naruto shippuden #boruto #nart

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x-emeraldsky-x · 4 months

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Prompt - Only One Bed

Shikamaru groaned lightly as he walked to the village gate. Per Hokage's orders, he was tasked with housing one of the Hidden Sand's Jounin for a week, and as much of a drag it was, he was grateful only his father was home for the duration. He loved his mother dearly, but he had no intentions of hearing any talk, whether it was about dating, marriage or sex.

The very thought of bringing a woman to his mother shook him to his core, especially a woman like Temari. Temari was very forward, and often she'd lack a filter for the things she'd say. His mother quite easily took offense to things, and Temari's "I-Don't-Give-A-Fuck" nature was surely a horrible mix.

As the gate neared he tried to push his exhaustion away. Temari was a woman in high power, and despite what his younger self would think, Shikamaru respected her quite a lot. It was important to him to look professional in front of her.

Temari was a very intelligent woman. Often her battle strategies had led Sunagakure strongly, she was an amazing leader. Authoritive, but still caring towards the soldiers of Suna. She also showed great skill when it came to puzzles and boardgames, she was one of the few people to come close to beating him competitively. Her dedication to protecting her family was also quite admirable; always rushing in to defend her brothers, even when they were strong enough to do it themselves. She was so full of love, and balanced her work and home life well. Shikamaru admired her strengths greatly.

A light burn on his cheeks brought him out of his thoughts, whether it was a blush or the sun, he wasn't sure, but Temari's voice began to creep to his ears. He had to focus now.

Temari stood talking to a couple guards at the gate, the two that often teased Shikamaru for his apparent "obvious crush", Izumo and Kotetsu. Dreading the embarrassment, he waited for her to finish talking before approaching so they didn't have to stay long.

He muttered a small greeting, ignoring the shit-eating grins from the men beside him, and turned to Temari.

Her eyes carried dark circles, clearly tired from her travels. She had a tendency to get careless and do the whole trip on one nights sleep and a nap, and while Shikamaru found it troublesome, it was the perfect excuse to get home faster.

"Oh! There's the little love bird. It's such a shame he always keeps you waiting. It's already late afternoon!"

"Yeah! Come on, Shikamaru. Have some mercy on the poor girl, she's already stuck with you~"

Temari shook her head, half waving to them while walking off. The two said their goodbyes, and after Shikamaru glared at the them for their immaturity, he started to lead Temari across town.

They went their typical route, passing shops with their keepers trying to draw Temari in with their wears, kids dancing and playing together on the path, and all the usual Shinobi and Kunoichi making their way to their posts. It was relaxing in the only way your hometown could bring, and although Temari wasn't from Konoha, he could see her enjoying it too.

She watched the busy streets with a soft smile, the same smile she gives to her brothers, full of love and admiration. There was a sadness in her eyes, though. The sadness of growing up, or more so, watching your family grow up. Shikamaru didn't understand how it felt, but maybe one day he would.

As the sun began to set, they arrived at the house. Loud talking and slight shouting rustled the walls. Shikamaru groaned, recognising the voices, and slid open the door.

"I'm home, father... and Chouza and Inoichi."

The three men turned to them, raising their glasses and laughing. While Shikamaru and Temari stepped inside and removed their sandals, the room was filled with tipsy greetings.

"Welcome home, son. And, uh... who's your friend?"

"She's uhm, a Jounin. From Suna. She's staying here for a week."

Temari looked around while Shikamaru spoke with his father, grimacing at the smell of alcohol as she passed by. Family photos and clan symbols lined the walls. It was far more cozy than her home at Suna. With both her and Kankuro on missions, and Gaara as the Kazekage, it was practically unlived in.

Bits and pieces of conversation filtered in through her focus, Shikamaru arguing with the three men about their relationship. In a way, it reminded her of her own parents during their love, commenting on any boy she showed interest in and teasing her about crushes. None the less, what Shikamaru said was true. They weren't together, and while she was an adult and he was still 16, they wouldn't be until many years have passed.

Eventually, Shikamaru got fed up with their banter and lead Temari to his bedroom, where she would be staying throughout the trip. It was a small room with a simple double bed, very little furniture inhabited it aside from necessities. It had a door leading to a private bathroom as well.

Exhausted and quite gross from her travels, Temari decided to hit the showers while Shikamaru prepared the room better. Fluffing the pillows and making sure nothing vulgar was out in the open; he was a boy in his late teenage years of course. When he was done, he sat and waited for her on the bed.

The sound of running water covered the loud three man party in the living room, Shikamaru was rather surprised that Ino and Chouji weren't there was well. Usually if one generation of "Ino-Shika-Chou" was present, the other would be too. Maybe his father took pity on him and decided just three people teasing him was enough.

Around five minutes had passed before the water shut off, and Shikamaru prepared to take one himself. The door opened and after one final look around the room, he had a realisation.

"Where are you gonna sleep, Mr. Crybaby?"

He didn't have another place to sleep.

Shikamaru's face began to flush from embarrassment. How did he not plan this out better? He felt like an idiot. Temari's laughter didn't help either.

"I didn't plan this right."

"Clearly," Temari snorted. "But it's fine. I'll sleep on the floor, I have a sleeping bag."

Shikamaru watched her unfurl it, stopping her before she laid down. Temari raised her eyebrow, unimpressed by the contact.

"No. You've had too big of a walk to be sleeping on the floor. Take the bed."

Temari moved her body from his, crossing her arms and looking down at him. It wasn't much of a tactic to intimidate him, only to show her displeasure, but it was affective in both.

"I'm not taking your bed from you."

"I'm not letting you sleep on the floor!"

They went back and forth for a few minutes, both just as stubborn as the other, before Temari gave up.

"Look, if it's that important to you, lets just share the bed. Put pillows in the middle."

Shikamaru grumbled lightly. While he did respected her greatly, she was quite a troublesome person. He swallowed his pride and accepted.

The rest of the evening went smoothly from then on. Shikamaru gathered some food for them while Temari took the time to relax; stretching and easing the tension in her muscles. Shikamaru's matress was soft. It sunk in beneath her weight quite a bit, constantly making the pillow wall fall apart, but it was worth the annoyance after the past few days.

Shikamaru came back with a simple meal. With how fast it came, Temari guessed it was premade. Shikamaru didn't seem like the type to cook, quickly or good, but food was food in the end.

While they ate, Shikamaru looked at Temari closely for the first time since he met with her. She was only wearing a bra and long pants, a good portion of her skin showing, and the most odd thing, she had her hair tied into two rather than four. Her skin looked rough and damaged from wear he sat, he was willing to bet it'd feel just the same, and her body had many healed scars from training and battle. He had heard how harsh Suna's training was, he wondered how many scars were from village people and how many were from enemies.

"Whatdya staring at?"

Shikamaru turned away embarrassed. "Nothing... sorry."

She laughed and shook her head, finishing her food before lying down again.

"You apologise too much."

Shikamaru ate in silence, trying to keep his eyes to himself. She was right in a sense, he apologised a lot when it came to her, something about her nature made him want to, even if it was any other person he'd just shrug it off. Deep down, he knew his father was right. Izumo and Kotetsu too. Naruto, Asuma, Chouza and Inoichi. They were all right. He loved her, he just wasn't ready to admit it.

Temari tossed and turned for a bit trying to get comfortable, settling for laying in her side. Back facing him. Part of him wanted to pull the blanket over her, another part wanted her to hold him close. He settled for taking care of the dishes, trying to pull his mind away from his feelings.

When he returned, snoring had filled the room. Temari's position much more sloppy then when he had left. It was unladylike, but still beautiful. Shikamaru smiled softly, the muscles in his face straining when he tried to stop.

Turning off the light, he crawled into the bed beside her, her body out of sight with the pillows dividing them but the feeling of her body remained. The bed was more comfortable, more warm, and more cozy with her in it, and he quietly wished she could be there longer than a week.

Shikamaru's eyes grew heavy with the warmth, the sound of her snoring made him feel oddly at ease. Usually he hated noise when he was trying to sleep, but there was something about Temari that made it tolerable. She made him feel safe, protected, at home. It was easy to fall asleep by her side.

In the morning, he was sure she'll find a way around sharing a bed, but for now, he'd enjoy her comfort while he could.

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phlebaswrites · 1 year

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Six Sentence Sunday

It’s Sunday for me, so here is a short snippet from my current WIP as my offering for Six Sentence Sunday.

This is from Asking Anko (For Marriage), Anko and Tayuya's romance in Courting Culture Confusion.

Tayuya looks up from her report, rubbing at her face and thankful as always that she uses a pencil instead of a brush. It doesn't make her writing any more legible, but at least it saves her from smearing ink all over herself.

The room used by the mission room staff is always crowded, especially true of the tables used by shinobi to write their reports, but there's an indefinable change in the air which alerts her to the presence of her partner.

And, sure enough, Anko walks in looking cheerfully smug and with a swagger in her step even after an entire night of drinking with a bunch of Jōnin. How in the world she isn't wine sick is mystery, but not one that Tayuya will be able to ponder today.

Not with Kotetsu-san and Izumo-san crammed in on either side of her, anyway.

#Phlebas Writes #six sentence sunday #Sunday Six #Naruto #fanfiction #Story: Asking Anko (For Marriage)#Series: Courting Culture Confusion #Tayuya #Mitarashi Anko #Hagane Kotetsu #Kamizuki Izumo #okay to reblog

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