Gotta water my plants

I think there needs to be more stories about friends who are almost lovers. who are closer then anything in the world. who can read each others minds. who appreciate how beautiful and impressive the other is. and then have them absolutely destroyed by their own personal events and have that bond twist around like a broken electric cable until it snaps under the pressure of incompatible lives. and then that love turns to hate and then to a haunting.

reblogging again bc this is so incredibly accurate

As much as I believe Yamato is a rational and logical character I would simultaneously like to believe that if left to his own devices, he just starts doing odd shit in nature that confuses the hell out of his teammates for Mokuton Reasons. Like he’s just sitting in a lotus position for an hour and it’s like, “Oh, are you meditating?” and he goes, “No, I’m convening with the soil,” and Kakashi just looks at him like “?!?!?!?!?!”