#shrimparmy

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stop why does this word have ME feeling excited LOL

The hotel suite door clicks open and shut, and both siblings turn to see Shikamaru walk in, half a dozen scrolls under his arm. “Perfect timing.” Kankuro snorts and calls loudly.  “Oi, Shikamaru, I heard my sister’s getting pretty spoiled these days.”  “Kankuro!” Temari hisses, already turning red. Shikamaru offers her no relief, though, as he dumps his pile on the nearest surface. “So what?” He grumbles. “She’s my wife; I’m allowed to spoil her.”

and another :D

ask game to keep you busy: 💛🫐☂️

Yes, thank you for your wellwishes 🥰 Maybe already in a week 😨

GET TO KNOW ME ASK GAME 💚

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

Physically my nose, the bridge of it is very straight with a small bumb on it and it looks just very cool. Also my natural eyebrows.

I also like how strong my voice is - I am very, very loud, hehe.

*blueberry emoji* some place you’d love to visit

Aaah, I had flight tickets to Japan in 2020 right at the start of covid and then that trip was cancelled. I never re-scheduled the trip and to this day haven't gone there, so I'd definitely would want to travel to Japan.

I am becoming very interested in Svalbard as of late, so I'd love to travel there as well 🥺 And Iceland of course.

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

Here is a twitter thread I made of fics that has impacted me the most up until like 2020. Out of that linked list the favourites that stand to this day is Hoshigaki by writer168 (Naruto), Labyrinth of the Hearts by izabellwit (Tangled the series), Seven Pieces of Chalk by LadyCharity (Hetalia) ✨

Since 2020, I think my favourite fic from another author is Let Wildflowers Grow Free by SpicedGold. It is a Shikajin fic 💖

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“Is that right?” He drones the words with such apparent ennui that even the most socially tone-deaf should be able to detect his disinterest. Splayed across the stripped mattress in the middle of his apartment floor, Shikamaru impatiently drums his fingers against his bare ribcage as he waits for her to start getting dressed. Instead, she’s casually perusing the jumbled stacks of books lining his wall, sheathed in only an oversized t-shirt of his that she swiped from a pile on the floor. 

This is why he doesn’t normally sleep with groupies. Though on the rare occasions he does, they’re usually in as much of a hurry to get away from his surly disposition as he is to scrape them off like gum on the bottom of his boot. Every one of them has always seemed to intuitively perceive that an invitation for a one-night stand from a member of a rock band is purely a business transaction, nothing more. Everyone except this one.

He gazes longingly at the front door, which he’d opened while she was in the bathroom in hopes that she would take the hint. His building isn’t one in which an open door is very wise or commonplace, considering it’s situated in one of the seedier parts of the city, one littered with signs that say “Hide your things, Lock your car, Take your keys.” Unfortunately, she hasn’t seemed to even notice, having emerged from the tiny bathroom and beelined for his few belongings, studying them as if they were museum artifacts rather than a smattering of secondhand shit. Then had come the debilitating prattle, her attempts at seeming interesting sounding more like a standard pick-me girl than a seductress. 

Shikamaru rubs his eyes wearily, gritting his teeth as his frustration mounts. Glancing over at the trail of her clothes and kicked-off shoes, he’s half-tempted to toss them out into the corridor, dismissing her the way one does a pet they’ve grown tired of playing with. Curbing the urge, he dramatically exhales from his mouth, his lips flapping petulantly as he rolls away from her and onto his side, feigning fatigue.   

this one came to mind immediately heheh

Shikamaru turned at the sound of her voice and immediately forgot what he was supposed to look at. ... He’d always kind of known that Temari was attractive, not that he’d ever call her pretty to her face or anything, but in a more factual sense, like something that he couldn’t really deny. And seeing her in the dying light, he was worried he would accidentally say it out loud.  But... Why would he do that? He barely counted Temari as a friend. A friendly rival, maybe, or a co-worker, really. A coworker that he was really attracted to at the moment.  His mind so focused on his (not) feelings for the woman just a few feet away, Shikamaru didn’t notice his concentration slip. His chakra flickered out of his feet, and since he was completely relying on that to keep him upright on the sand, Shikamaru fell.

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