#A.Chōji | Butterfly

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|\.Headcanon.

Chouji often calls his daughter princess. Because that’s what she is. She is his princess and he feels so lucky to have ever had her. Almost twice as lucky as he feels to have met Kauri. He’s constantly thankful and he spoils her just a tad too much. Admittedly though he was a tad hurt that she thought she wasn’t his biological daughter.

He also treats Kauri like a Queen and constantly shows her mass respect and may spoil her just a tad much as well. He try’s to take her out on dates or gets her trinkets and the like whenever he can. Don’t doubt it though that he also makes sure they all go to travel back to visit Kauri’s family at least once a year. 

He’s so glad to have both these beautiful women in his life. He can never not be grateful towards them!

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   Kunai? Check. Ration pills? Check. 

      Three colored pills? His mind paused. He had them, he always had them. Notably more for this then anything else, he had those three pills on him. But only on the assumption that something could go wrong, that would be the only time he’d even use them. 

                   And he just might need to use them. 

   Being alone after all came with it’s own consequences. Especially with having chosen to not tell either of his teammates about his discovery. That the Akatsuki member Kakuzu was nearby having been seen on the prowl looking for hearts to take from fairly competent opponents.

   That was two days ago he left, three days since Chouji overheard a couple of shinobi discussing, two to get all his supplies together as quietly as he could, and one to execute his sudden plan. Which he didn’t necessarily have. Yet so far he had gotten lucky.

         He hoped he had enough luck to catch up to the bastard and to his delight he was.

   A mix of emotions bubbled, something of relieve, joy, and anger had built up within his chest. Swelling so much he had to take a deep breath as he looked on. Watching and waiting for the criminal. Calming his nerves as he whispered to himself. “Asuma-Sensei, I promise I’ll fix this.” Chouji needed to protect them, he couldn’t lose Ino and Shikamaru like— well like all three of them lost Asuma. 

   His grip tight on a kunai. He’d wait.                        He’d wait as long as he needed to take down that crook.

       | @councilhearts | 

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"Don't interrupt! Can't you see?" Chocho holds up the video player, one of the dramas she loves playing on it. "Kotetsu is just about to kiss Yuki! I don't have time to practice Papa!" (For chouji from marxposa uvu)

@marxposa | papa cho ❤️

   He still didn’t understand why his darling princess liked this particular show for, or why in fact it was more important then training. But he wasn’t going to go off on her. Chouji just didn’t have the heart for that. Even mild scolding could be difficult but usually he could power through it! After all Kauri could always be there to rear their daughter.

   Come on Chouji, you have to be stern. He quietly told himself. Trying to pump up the will to remind her.

   Clearing his throat while putting on his toughest face. “Chocho, we really need to do it now,” Even now as he spoken could feel his resolve slipping so quickly. “So get up! I have things I need to do and-” Especially as she turned her head to look at him with those big eyes and pouty face. 

   He couldn’t win against that face, really he just could not win. She was far too cute, even when she was pouting at him. Especially with those pretty golden eyes. How could he win? How? His father definitely didn’t give in as easily with him! His mother- well maybe mom was just a little sweet with him but even then! Neither of them were as weak with him as he was with her. But here he was, giving in to his little girl.

   With a reluctant sigh he gave in. He’d allow her a bit more time with the show. “- Alright, fine. Finish this and then come meet me outside for training. Alright princess? Come right after, not a moment later.” God he really needed to be more stern with her but—                                —a princess is a princess no matter the circumstances.

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"Ne Choji? Do you and your family cook a lot? Like, what kind of stuff do you know how to cook?" (Another no lying meme with Ino!)

@13lilypetals | For the next five asks, my muse cannot tell a lie. -  Chōji (1/5)

   Brow raised high in a confused manner. Why was she asking him a question she knew the answer to? “Ino, you know both my parents cook. You’ve been to my house plenty of times.” Sometimes it felt like she didn’t pay attention at all to what happened. But he knew far too well that wasn’t true. “You’ve eaten there, like, I don’t know how many times.

   “But, yeah—I guess we cook at home a lot.” Not that he minded though, when his parents both cooked it was some of his favorite meals. Especially when they made their homemade bbq recipe. It always cheered him up after a rough day. “We kind of have to ‘cause of our techniques, but we go out to eat too! Mostly when we’re all too tired to cook or when we’re out with our friends or teammates.”

   “I know how to cook a lot of stuff- why? Do you actually want to try some of my cooking? Or— is there something else you’re trying to get at Ino?” Not that he minded cooking for her or the others. But her asking him out of the blue kind of got him a little warry. Although he’d be happy to do it. 

   “But, I know how to make ramen from scratch, bbq, salads, stews and soups.  Mom says I’m really good at stews. Dad says soups. Probably broths then? Ehh- I could probably make anything else with the right recipe infront of me.”

   He looked at her, still confused but with a slight smile. “Seriously are you hungry? ‘Cause I can make us something.”

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chocho or inojin (@chouji)

Anonymous | Send two names; one must die - Chouji

   Their was no energy left in him and his only other companion was killed already. They were to be the messenger for reinforcements and they had already been stopped. Meaning there was even less time then there was already. Because the big bad was getting bored and they wanted to play with their prey.

   “We’ll give you a chance to choose, pink or blue?” They smirked so wickedly at him. Holding up his daughter and one of her teammates, inojin, his nephew practically. The two children were both unconscious. Both obviously wounded and looking to near death as it was. It made his stomach twist and turn in knots as they were presented before him.

  They wanted him to choose who lived and died. Already certain with himself that if asked, they would kill both.

   He asked regardless though. “Wha-what about both?” 

   They chuckled. He was right, he knew the answer. “I guess both would make a lovely red in the end then. Won’t they.” 

   He gulped.

   “Chocho.” Her name slips through his lips so quickly he doesn’t even comprehend it at first. But when he does, he regrets it. Ino had always been lucky and had gotten so much good in her life. Yes, his father had survived and yes they both had to experience Asuma’s death together. But did she deserve to suffer? Did Sai deserve to suffer the lost of his son too?

          But what about him and Kauri? They didn’t deserve it and she’d be heartbroken too. But his mouth kept going. There was no time for thought.

   “Please, please, please, please! Give me my little girl!” Chouji was begging like a starved dog. Knees already bruised with knuckles black and red. Covered deeply in blood not just his own. He wasn’t going to give up the only real gift he’s ever gotten in his life. Chouji just couldn’t. She was his little princess after all. The girl who would always have him wrapped around his finger when she use to be able to just fit in the palm of his hand.

   Chouji just couldn’t lose her. “Please!” Eyes wide as tears begin to poor down his cheeks. Hands stretched out before him as fresh wounds driped blood from his knuckles.

  Once all said and done. They gave her to him with a disturbing chuckle. Just a toss as Chouji scrambled to catch her. Her body limp and cold in his arms, but there was still something there. His little girl was still there.

                                                Inojin- well, he couldn’t bare to look.

   Ino would have to understand. She’d choose Inojin in a heartbeat too if she was in his shoes! She’d- she would have at least given it more thought.

   That when he finally feels the full front of it, the regret he will have to carry with him. The grief he will have to give to his teammate, his sister, upon their return. It wasn’t worth it.

         The taste of iron never really had been one he particularly enjoyed.

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"Chouji, what in the world are you eating? Cue a very disgusted looking Shikamaru, watching the other eat with morbid curiosity in his eyes. (4 chouji)

@inumbratte | I like things! - Chouji

   Chouji paused mid bite. His sandwich halfway gone already within the few minutes he took it out. 

   “It’s rye bread, bacon, peanut butter, sharp cheddar, swiss cheese, tomato, lettuce, honey roasted ham, mustard, and some kind of pickle.” He couldn’t remember which one it was as of yet. He was just so hungry from their workout that he didn’t stop to really taste it either. “It’s actually really good!” And it was, to him. But the look Shikamaru was givng him made him feel ashamed to some degree. 

   And yet for a moment he stopped caring. Taking another bite out of his meal, his sandwich. They were old enough now to where it shouldn’t have bothered him anyways. “I got some chips though if you’re hungry, just remeber to save me the last bite.” The only problem with that though was the fact he held Shikamaru’s oppinon in high regard. 

                                                                                                He always would. 

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“I know I had three more in the fridge. You swear you don’t know where they went?” //for chouji; he's onto you, kiddo

@tohomonai || Domestic Starters - Chouji

Oh no. There was a moment of dread that hung over him as his father asked.

See there was a dilemma here. On one hand Chouji loved food and could get fiercely protective over the contents of even the smallest packaged morsel. On the other hand, this was his father- the exact man who raised and taught him everything he knows about his way of being. And needless to say Chouji got more then his old man’s technique, even if they were well hidden behind his softer exterior.

But they both were certainly hard headed when it came to their food! Especially food that was suppose to be saved and that a certain young man forgot about, who also forgot to ask beforehand.

“I— uh,” Despite it all, this was his dad and he just couldn’t lie like that. “I’m sorry Pa’ I was gonna replace them, it’s just I forgot you were saving them and then I remembered. But I promise I was going to replace them!”

Which he was planning on doing! He’d just hadn’t been able to find any more of them in stock the last time he went by a store.

It’s better to get it off his chest early then have his father figure it out and pay for any other repercussions that might’ve come later.

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📂📂 for chouji (or whoever you like if not him)

Anonymous || Random and yet useless headcanon - Chouji

He actually has a butterfly themed scrunchy, cliché but he got it from Ino from when he was growing out his hair and needed to tie it back. He cherishes it really.

He can actually do that thing where you flex your pecks, he doesn’t do it often though.

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Tsume’s bad habits:

bold: often || italics: sometimes

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming I singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back of their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

Nobu’s bad habits:

bold: often || italics: sometimes

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming I singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back of their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

Chouji’s bad habits:

bold: often || italics: sometimes

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming I singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back of their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness |   | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

Hinata’s bad habits:

bold: often || italics: sometimes

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming I singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back of their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

tagged by foundsweets but also I’m stealing it from myself.

tagging whomever wants it!

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WHAT’S YOUR MUSE’S 19TH CENTURY CHARACTER TROPE?

randomize your result here  // inspired by this  //  REPOST ONLY !!

   “Headstrong Lady living in Genteel Poverty”

   “Foreign Squire with a Dark Secret”

   “Simple Country Gentleman with Homosexual Tendencies”

   “Romantic Neighbour Recently Returned from Abroad”

   “Byronic Lord who is Secretly Wed”

   “Eligible Maiden Aunt with 10,000 pounds a year”

tagged by: stolen from @vinodiriso tagging: I took it and am currently having myself a ball! Won’t you join me?~

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