#fcurthwind

[shieldedsand]

@fcurthwind​  ♡ ‘d

On a long list of ‘things that were awkward’ being left alone in your friend’s house was fairly high up there, at least when one was a socially inept as Gaara was. He hardly knew what to do with himself when in the company of others, much less right now. ‘Only for a second,’ Naruto had assured, leaving before protest could be made off to go take care of something vague and enigmatic. Hopefully his return would come with an explanation, but just as the sound of the door opening gave Gaara some semblance of hope it was dashed away again and replaced by an uncertain curl in his stomach. 

It wasn’t Naruto who had entered the abode, but someone else entirely. How awfully suspicious, or maybe just uncomfortable, Gaara must have looked, standing there awkwardly like he didn’t know what to do with himself. Which, he didn’t. Their gazes met, his brow furrowed, and he realized how out of his element he was. 

❛ You’re not Naruto. Get out of his house. ❜

Well, he probably could have started with a ‘hi, who are you’, but he was still working on the etiquette in unfamiliar situations lessons. 

[kopiishi-blog]

fcurthwind replied to your post: ACTUALLY THE MOST VALID DAD IS MAITO DAI HE WINS...

feel so betrayed rn kakashi

/’: maybe if u didnt go and die youd be higher up on the list

[thousandseal]

mom. fugaku was being mean to me.

@fcurthwind / dishing advice

have you like tried punching him??? ?

[takakrarchive]

I can teach you shurriken jutsu, sasuke. I’m your dad now, Fugaku left me in charge. 👀

         “  yeah   right  “   hands are buried in his pockets.   he’s bitter —- he wants to train with his own dad, so the attempt ( ? ) at the joke earns the yellow haired adult a well placed scowl; sasuke is hurt —- his dad always trained itachi, why not him ?  “ you’re not my dad .. “ but he believed the other part, he’s used to that… maybe , dad would be impressed  if he trained with minato.       a scowl.       “  …  what d’ya know about shuriken jutsu anyways “ 

     or else  ?  if he doesn’t get better ?  his dad will only walk away, compare him to itachi.

      head tilted  down,  there’s bandaged cuts around his fingers. “   I can’t go home late, so let’s go “

@fcurthwind

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      ❝ um — ❞

[dethberri]

HEADBAND-GUY

@dethberri

❛ …You look lost.  ❜ A rather obvious statement as he looked at the boy with orange hair. A sore thumb — eye-catching to say the least. Was this young man looking for trouble or was it the exact opposite ? Well, Minato has seen some weird hair color in his time — his wife’s for example, but he wouldn’t call hers weird. It was beautiful to him, however, to others — that wasn’t going to even be mentioned. Acknowledging his monotonous mistake he waved his hands this way and that with a nervous grin.  ❛ Sorry, sorry ! I don’t mean to sound rude. You just look new around here is all that I meant… ❜ he was also new to the father life. There was  A L O T  to get used to now.

               𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙻𝙾𝙶𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴.   that must have been why the stranger apologized.  karin always said that if he didn’t get rid of his permanent scowl or learn to school his features into a more neutral looking expression—what had she called it again?  ‘resting bitch face’?—then he may as well kiss his future success goodbye.  no kid would ever want to visit such a scary-looking doctor, even if there were nurses with plenty of lollipops to give.  except, kurosaki ichigo still believed in what he’d told his little sister:  it’s all about how you present yourself, and, of course, that was also barring the litany of curses that followed soon after, bursting from under his breath when karin just laughed at him.

❝no—no, you weren’t rude!❞  the young shinigami shook his head, flustered and annoyed at himself despite knowing his fierce expressions weren’t always intentional, just a side effect from the constant bullshit-situations life threw at him.  for example, the one he was in now.  ❝i am lost.  i've been lost for hours and nothing about this place resembles my hometown...❞  kurosaki sent a surveying sweep around the area, spotted a stream in the distance, which was new and a good sign, but aside from this man and that stream, the scenery was about the same.  stepping up to the sky hadn’t been of any help, either.  that eerie gray fog encompassing the distance gave him the creeps.

how many hours had he spent walking through this forest?  not to mention, how the hell had he ended up here?  ichigo remembered little beyond warming up for his weekly spar with grimmjow in urahara’s basement.  there was the red light of a cero blooming in his periphery, a move ichigo knew the dickhead pulled when he felt cornered and needed a quick distraction, then — nothing.  ...damn it.  stupid cero.  stupid grimmjow.  stupid creepy forest he couldn’t escape.  the only bright side was headband-man and his bright blond hair...

hoping he wouldn’t end up betraying the genuine unease having festered in his chest, kurosaki cupped the back of his neck, appearing a bit sheepish, then bowed in both greeting and in apology.   he wasn’t a punk kid anymore, that’s for sure.   ❝sorry.  i’m honestly relieved to finally see another human being.  i — ❞            ichigo’s heart stumbled in his chest as he stared down at the black fabric of his hakama shifting in the cool breeze.

                                 oh.  that’s right.  he wasn’t in his body.

instinct commanded his hands to the grips of his swords first, once a precaution now turned habit after the wars, the measuring of reiatsu a close second            ichigo leapt back on the instant, sending dirt and gravel flying up in his haste to widen the distance between them.  bewilderment and curiosity claimed his expression for a few precious seconds before he blurted the question,  ❝who are you?❞   probably wasn’t the most polite way to ask for someone’s name, but kurosaki could hardly think past what he perceived.

this forest—this world… it felt odd.  disconnected from all that ichigo knew, but not completely alien, either.  headband-man?  even weirder.  he widened his stance, wondering just what the hell he chanced upon this time, because whoever this guy was...  he was immensely powerful.

[thousandseal]

push : my muse pushing your muse out of the way of danger.

@fcurthwind   /    one word prompts   —    accepting

“ watch your backs ! ”       strong voice demanded of the group . a sharp glare over the shoulder enforcing the depth of her short words . there was no coming back if you messed this up . this was no simple mission or training exercise to just walk away from it was a fight to the death . she wouldn’t sugar coat or try to soften it for them , it was real and she’d make it know .  “ don’t take the enemy lightly.  ”   the last of her short speech before a resounding lets go was given and her teams shot off .  it was so familiar , the chaos and threat yet so different form all the other conflict she’d faced . still a shinobi, still fighting for her life, friends and family . now she is fighting with friends and family  .

she surged  forward a head of her accompanying group to meet the enemy . her thoughts consumed with attack plans strategics and out comes . there’s a shout from be hide   “ lady tsuande— ”  a glance over her shoulder was the second mistake she’d made so far . from the left side a short yet deafening rumble followed almost immediately by a blur breaking t up from the ground . the call was to late , reaction time seconds to slow so the senju did what was natural and flung her arms froward to protect the coming painful impact . a flash of yellow  .  “ minato ?! ”  of course it was him . even with the party close behind he was the fastest a master of his own art . if anyone could have reached her it was him . in a blind of a  eye he’d pulled them out of the way  back a few feet to safety  from the close call . for a few minutes at the least . another rumble , this time she’s ready . her back to minato’s as a powerful charka hit send the enemy flying .

“ I thought I said watch your back kid ! ”

[kopiishi-blog]

❛ The fact that you're calling out Obito, Kakashi, won't make the situation any better. Instigating never solves the problem, you know. ❜ #mmygod

❛ i’m not trying to make the situation better, i just like picking on him. ❜

[shieldedsand]

your blog is just #goldmaterial

u have good tastes

[thousandseal]

“ i’m a big fan of your name ”

@fcurthwind / buzzfeed unsolved    —    accepting

         a fan of your name— which one ? of senju or tsuande ? could be sannin ? senju was a name to remember , they helped create their village , protect it . they were it’s hokages and ever one looked up to their hokages . tsuande was all her own , a name connected to skill and strength . one of the villages most know , one of the strongest female shinobi . now sannin , that was a name know far and wide . it was a war hero , both feared and loved . “ well aren’t you sweet . ” a crooked grin over taking her face. “ bet you’ve heard all the good story huh ? ”

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