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I want to wake up to your smile. I want you to be able to wake up to mine.
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he’s only resting his eyes against a tree. not sleeping, he’d say. despite his training, three days without sleep withered even the most infallible oak. besides, it wasn’t as if anyone was here to notice.
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Dark eyes lift into the thickness of leaves above him as a voice permeates the air in reply to his open statement. The fact that he knows his name does not bring immediate ease but the Konohagakure protector that glints in the splattering of light through the trees sets him on the path towards it. The tension in his muscles mollifies, shoulders dropped from the arch that anticipation had brought him. Zabuza carries on listening as the other man speaks, the mere mention of Kakashi’s name setting a crease between where his brows would be.
Peace token or not, there was an implication he could not shake entirely from mind at the notion of the offering. It was true what the nameless shinobi said, the stack against him had grown in weight over the years but not because others had abetted him in avoiding it. It was through his own sheer prowess it had never been collected, his relentless unwillingness to accept death. He ought not feel offended but generosity such as this made him feel asperity ; and out of his realm of understanding.
❛ And do I get the name of the one who’s to protect me? ❜ Zabuza’s drawl is dry in response to the explanation he’s been given, arms lifted to cross over his chest as the man continues to maintain his distance. If what he said was true, the man hovering just behind him would grow far more irritating then traveling alongside him would be. He makes a scoffing noise to himself at the thought, muscle of his brows furrowed further.
❛ I’m not concerned with such a trivial problem, if someone were to try, then let them go ahead. ❜ Zabuza takes a moments pause, considering where to go from the reveal before deciding to continue in the direction he’d been headed. From over his shoulder he throws a subtly. ❛ If you’re gonna follow me, do so from the ground, would ya? ❜
only a select few possessed knowledge of hunter - nin and their tactics, even fewer could claim survival against such. a former anbu himself, yamato favored the patient approach, with a particular focus rooted in body language. their line of work demanded both the upmost caution and clarity. from the kiri - nin’s shoulders, he notices a slight movement which disclosed more than any words could. he never felt truly secure outside of the village gates : although in the years following his departure from danzo’s service, even the streets of konohagakure felt alien to him. among trees and strangers, he sought after whatever peace he could attain, but never complacency.
and even with a gleaming record of events from naruto and kakashi both, the jounin cannot help but swallow a pill of distrust. constant war planted such seeds and they bore fruit in the pits of his stomach. despite the declaration of camaraderie, he’s prepared to teleport away at a moment’s notice, lest his spilled blood feed the metal of the oversized broadsword.
still, the dissipating tension in zabuza’s muscles, undoubtedly prepared to close the distance between he and any foolhardy attacker, felt like a cool breeze. were he not so guarded with his emotions, perhaps he would sigh openly. ❝ perhaps i misspoke. i am not your protector. i am your . . . guide, to ensure we reach konohagakure without incident. ❞ he clarifies, perhaps to placate the kiri - nin’s ego, should one even exist. he’s unsure, though experience taught that humbleness often spurred others to underestimate him : that was a tool in and of itself.
with that being said, another puff of smoke explodes from within the treetops, yamato reappearing beside zabuza. his gaze lifts towards the slightly taller shinobi, expression still unrelentingly plain, revealing nothing. ❝ you may call me yamato, zabuza - san. ❞ years ago, the codename felt strange, a foreign body protruding from his tongue, pushing against the skin as if rejected. but, time passed and yamato was nothing if not adaptable. ❝ this path we’re on leads to a major road and a well - known inn. i’d recommend avoiding that entirely. it may lengthen our journey but the two of us together would not exactly be subtle. ❞

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i’ve said this in tags before but yamato is not used to pda, even hugs or hand - holding. it’s something he literally did not experience until his late teens, once he was out of root. still, in private, he’s much more affectionate, even clingy to a degree, depending on his mood and the situation. in true vers fashion, he enjoys being both big and little spoon. his love language for the most part are acts of service and words of affirmation. in private, he craves touch. he is also incredibly private regarding his own relationships, not just out of comfort but as a safety precaution.
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❝ admiration. it’s always the start of something, right captain? ❞ there was an almost teasing smile at how quickly the man tried to change the topic. she was far more clever than many believed her to be, she was just more quiet on certain manners. ❝ ehh…do you even have a least favorite thing? ❞ she stare at the fish before adjusting his hand positions. ❝ less chakra…healing is about balance, overwhelm the system, and it will depend on your supply rather than it’s own. then when you’re gone, it’s back to zero. –also that’s a cope out saying how you admire how much he cares. but i’ll let it go. now tell me, least favorite thing? ❞
a slight frown is offered, pointed towards the fishy corpse left on the operating table. sakura was always far too observant. though, he’s quite aware of their less - than professional relationship. still, he refuses the bait, the minty glow from his hands cedes ever so slightly. chakra control was a basic skill, of course, but this technique of healing went entirely against his own rapid rate of recovery. it was unusual, to say the least, though not unattainable. ❝ i don’t appreciate lateness. that’s certainly my least favorite trait of his. i assume you have a point to your curiosity regarding our . . . relationship, sakura ? ❞
i was talking to yuu about yams but consider : yamato giving people dirty looks whenever they’re rude to kakashi, even slightly. it’s not just because it’s kakashi, really, but also reflects on their manners and views on authority. he’s far too reserved to say anything over something minor like this but his glare is cold. now if someone dared to threaten kakashi, he’s already got his kunai out. this is more in regards to other shinobi, mind you. he expects a certain level of respect from other ninja and practices such himself.
i had six hours of meetings and i wasn’t here yesterday so have a pic of beefy yam as compensation ! i’m also writing today hehe
❝ surprisingly, we make an exceptional team. are you free to grab dinner ? i really should thank you for your assist. ❞
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their night remains quiet, several lights gleaming off of emptied glass bottles. perhaps celebrating a successful mission should have waited until they finally returned to konoha but, that was still three days away. naruto made it a point to demand they rest in civilization, at least for now. with two jounin, they could split the cost of the inn, acquiring their own room — for once — in the process. a night free of naruto’s snoring and flailing was a gracious blessing.
yamato yawns once, outstretching his arms, shoulders cracking for moments of fleeting euphoria. the mission had been a long one — as many often were. as kakashi rises, seeming to retire for the night, yamato’s hands go to his knees. mixing beer and spirits — absolutely a regrettable decision — dazed his gaze, hand trembling every so slightly. his body felt like lead, gravity anchoring him to his seat cushion as his heartbeat rang through his head. the reddened neck and cheeks only exasperated the scene. ❝ senpai . . . some help, please. ❞
kakashi reaches forward, offering a hand. the younger jounin reaches for it, pulling to heave himself upwards. yet, perhaps too eagerly as kakashi is yanked downward, roughly landing in yamato’s lap. ❝ i pulled too hard, didn’t i ? i’m sorry . . . ❞ he begins, eyes closed as the opportunity arises. he comes closer, nuzzling his mouth against kakashi neck, words slurred and now, muffled. ❝ can . . . we stay like this ? just for a minute, before we have to sleep. ❞
his arms snake around, pulling his senpai just a bit tighter. yamato, rarely this forward but definitely still aware, feels his face redden even more. ❝ i think i can get up. i just wanted an excuse to be close to you. ❞ the admittance is quiet, now yamato’s entire face pressed into kakashi’s neck. ❝ i - i really appreciate these moments — when it’s just us. i hope you don’t mind, senpai. ❞
are u telling me that yamato, hiruzen’s right - hand man and the unofficial heir to the senju kekkai genkai, wasn’t close with tsunade ? ding ding, ur wrong !
also, i think it’s a popular ship trope i’ve noticed in yamato’s ships with numerous characters throughout my years in the fandom : he’s stable, he is the rock for his partner, he is unerring. and yes, he can be these things. but, i also wish people would give attention to the concept that he can be weak, he can break down, he doesn’t need to constantly be strong or stable. i mean, his earliest memories are watching people die around him from inside a test tube. he’s been in anbu since he was six. he’s been a killer since he was a child. like, idk he has so much unprocessed trauma and i wish his backstory wasn’t watered down or forgotten to uplift his ship partners. he can be someone’s rock but he too needs that stalwart support.
his infinite tsukuyomi dream, in contrast with other characters ’ dreams, was actually rather terrifying. he’s afraid of numerous things : he’s afraid of becoming that emotionless person once again, he’s afraid of losing team 7, he’s afraid of being forgotten by konoha or being just a weapon to be wielded. he wants to remain yamato, tenzou, kinoe, all aspects which have forged him into the man he is. but yeah, he is such a loving and supportive partner but he desperately needs that reciprocated. he needs validation from his partner, he needs closeness and he needs reassurance that it won’t all end. idk, he’s strong but respect his trauma.
team 7 as popular simmer tropes :
naruto : played sims on xbox and never really got into it. gets it free on pc and falls back into sim hell. he’s not popular at first. he averages like 100 views but people subscribe because of him, not his gameplay. eventually builds up a sizable fanbase! has his own discord server where he chats with everyone. sakura : the storyline simmer! she dl’s all of the nice cc, though she prefers cc that still look like its sims, not real life. she finds the super realistic mods to be kinda creepy. the bulk of her content is her following her households as they live, completing certain challenges. she especially loves the rags to riches challenge. sasuke : twitch streamer who streams sims alongside different fps and strategy games. sickeningly good at all of those but with sims, for some reasons, his sims always manage to light themselves on fire or something. plays sims to relax. has his own discord server, rarely talks but is pretty humble. kakashi : old simmmer who’s been around since the first game. wears a mask during all videos and streams : the number one most requested video is a face reveal. he’s easily the most popular of team 7, having been around the longest. he sporadically uploads content but his fanbase eats it up. since he doesn’t keep to any timeline, they pretty much live on his twitter, waiting for an update or a selfie. he has the prettiest cc, tbh. sai : he’s . . . not even a simmer, lol. he creates cc for everyone to use and uploads them. started with simpler, sim - like cc but found that his realistic cc was more popular. he focuses on that now, making all the skin textures, clothing and hair that everyone loves. he primarily uses tumblr, though his fans made their own discord which he joined. on tumblr, he posts new mods, selfies, posed sims and wip shots. yamato : the premier builder! no one knows what he does irl but with how intense and creative his builds are, everyone’s sure he’s an architect of some sort. he keeps to a tight schedule with new videos every sunday and wednesday. his channel features house builds and building challenges. he’s worked towards adding more gameplay in the houses but honestly, he’s here for the stuff packs, the building blocks and the design cc.

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i know its laziness because a lot of people aren’t interested in yamato as a character or just want easy memes, which is valid i suppose and i prefer to the outright hatred that he got when he was introduced, but yamato doesn’t necessarily base all of his hobbies around plants ? he’s into architecture and design actually, as shown by the databooks. it’s just something i’m thinking about as 99% of yamato memes / fandom headcanons are plant - based.
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SHE’S DEATH ITSELF, the violent moon whose edges slice through the sky and the stars. but, behind the wooden mask, the strands of violet and the gleam of steel, a somberness undercut her swing. it’s a detail unknown to the untrained eye — even so, it is a secret only shared between teammates. and for a second, he remembers that the moon now travels through the void alone, without the life of earth nor the light of stars.
AND QUITE TRULY, she does not need his help. a simple kawarimi maneuver would eliminate the numerous bandits as they charge forward. however, perhaps the moon did not need to remain alone. as time passed, he questioned more of the training embedded into their very conscious : was it the lessening requisite for shinobi and their deadly ways ? or perhaps a realization that their’s was not the viable path towards peace ? he thought of naruto in that moment before jumping into the fray, a stream of wood slamming into the skull of her would - be attacker.
❝ NOT THE IDEAL REUNION, if i could say so. at least we’re not getting dull in age, yugao. ❞