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#so anyway im gonna get shredded so i can hold more cats at once and thats the current and only goal
winterrose42 · 3 years
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bitchiha · 4 years
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Hiya! You’ve got me lovin’ that Yamato so could I ask for Yamato with a S/O who is the epitome of an angry lil midget (like 5’3 and under)? S/O’s also got that life-of-the party personality which totally clashes with Yamato’s gentle and sweet, would be interesting to see how that goes!
A/N: so I think I have already established this but I am a whore for Yamato.. enjoy <3
✎ Yamato w/ a short fiesty s/o
Okay so Yamato needs this type of person in his life because he’s a little too serious sometimes. Like he needs you to pull up to his apartment on a Friday night and drag him to the bar, or play a prank on him to loosen him up a bit.
I’d say he can handle a fiesty s/o pretty well. He’s dealt with crazy teenagers like Sakura, Sai and Naruto before so he’s got more than a little experience with kids with attitude problems. Due to that previous experience, he can diffuse and prevent most situations before your little angry side has the chance to come out.
You’ve got that life of the party attitude too, so if course you want to get absolutely hammered at the bar with Yamato, but just know that when he gets drunk he’s a bit obnoxious and very unbalanced. He warned you about that the first time you guys drank together, however; this is y/n, his “you only live once” angry midget girlfriend, so he wasn’t surprised when you said it didn’t matter. In short, your little tiny self has to practically drag Tree Man home every single time he gets drunk, but hanging out with drunk Yamato is always worth it.
Whenever you two are partying it up it always ends in Karaoke... Rip to Kakashi and Asuma who you two dragged along for the night. Yamato most definitely picks the shittiest raunchiest love song ever (like I said he’s an obnoxious drunk) and he sings it to you like it’s dying wish. He’s all dramatic on his knees with this super raspy but somehow squeaky drunk voice and you’re arms are outstretched like your letting his words soak into you and it’s really embarrassing for all the sober people around. Then he’ll dramatically slap your ass when he’s done singing.
Yah.. the Karaoke nights always end up with Kakashi and Asuma hauling you both over their shoulders and taking you to your apartments, before hitting the bar on their own.
Oh my gosh, you practically give Yamato heart attacks everytime you go into your fiesty little rages. Like the amount of times he’s had to woodstyle justu you to prevent you from throwing hands with someone is way too many times to count.
Honestly though he doesn’t hesitate to use his woodstyle justu on you at all because he knows he can’t contain that anger without force, plus he’s always really gentle when he uses it on you. Like I already said he was gonna use that to stop you from beating up a civilian that pissed you off, but if he’s the one your fighting he doesn’t even give you the chance to try and swing because he’s already got you detained. “Yamato!!!! Let me out so I can kick your ass!” “Yeah no, thanks... y/n. Calm down and then we can talk.” “I AM CALM.”
He basically gives up on making strategy plans for missions with you, but he still does them anyways with a small shred of hope that you’ll listen for once. He just sighs because he knows how it’s gonna play out and he’s like, “y/n, you get the plan, right? We’ve already run through everything and it looks like we’re good to go..” next thing he knows the plan is out the window and you’re throwing yourself at the enemy. He just hangs back and provides backup because he knows you look harmless because of your puny build, but you’re actually scary when provoked and that gives you the the element of surprise. He Always relishes in the shock of your opponent once you’ve completely destroyed their ass. “That’s my girl.”
Not gonna lie though, he does think it’s hot when you stick up for him or try and protect him. Like someone bumps into him in the village and tells him to watch where he’s going and so you turn around and look at them like ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ “what the fuck did you just say to my boyfriend?” and they just run away muttering an apology.
People are scared of you, like they know not to mess with Yamato because you’ll be on their ass, even Kakashi watches himself around you. Yamato also finds it fucking hot when someone tries to mess with you and he steps in, but realizes you’ve already beat their ass and he doesn’t have to worry about it.
As for the height difference he thinks it’s so cute. Like you’re having trouble reaching the highest cabinet in the kitchen. He watches you struggling to climb the counter and cursing because you can’t reach it. He’ll come up behind you and get the item for you and you’ll be your angry little self: “I could do it myself you know!!!” “Sure, y/n.” “IM BEING SERIOUS.”
Woodtsyle jutsus stepping stools in areas that you have the most trouble reaching. Even though you always complains about how you can get the stuff yourself despite the fact that you actually can’t, you still use the stools, but only when he’s not in the room. He picks up on that and leaves the room to “fold laundry” or whatever when he sees you glancing towards the stool, then the high shelf.
Sometimes he just picks up your tiny form and carries you away to piss you off lol. Like you’re just sitting on the couch watching some reality TV show and screaming at the screen when Yamato picks you up like a cat with his hands under your armpits. He holds you out so your legs can’t reach him as you attempt to kick him and he carries you away to the bedroom.
Let’s you dom him all the time, lol.
Like if he wants you to be rougher with him he’ll purposely overpower you or switch positions so he’s ontop. Just does it to watch you try even harder to be in control.
Yeah <3
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turntechcatnip · 4 years
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Alright, so walking AND flying are non-negotiable. Which means you're pretty much trapped with what many people would consider the most controlling version of Dirk Strider (and that's saying something because we've got HAL) and that's worrying even if he IS trying to be better now, so umm… how you holding up, there? Need any help? *proceeds to send tons of cat toys to the apartment to satiate the boredom*
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You check your phone, looking for the next message. And then the next. And the next. Your feet swing idly dozens of stories above the streets far below.
Okay fine. 
You’re going to actually do this.
You’ll start tackling these ones.
It was sort of inevitable anyway, especially with you droppin’ his presence into casual conversation like that
TC: im holdin up feline
TC: additional toys would be appureciated espurrecially if you can find a durable scratching post beclaws i can file down my nails but thats no fun if ya f33l me and like none of the others ive found short of just shredding boxes comes anywhere near scratchin the itch of a good ol fashioned cave wall or a tree and im starting to eye the concrete up here like damn
TC: bro never bothered to replace the TV or the xbox so like im criminally low on non internet based activikitties though i do wonder if my claws wouldnt get in the way them controllers are made fur human hands not troll and im purrty sure i have troll hands
TC: tho i gotta clear something up here
TC: i wouldnt say he was ever really controlling???
TC: not in a you better do shit this way or else im gonna micromanage everything you do way
TC: it was more a hes gonna do whatever he wants to do and you better deal way
TC: which to be fair isnt much better for a kid who doesnt really know any better or have any agency or ability to do shit his own way and younger me kinda took it as gospel and yeah i got shit to unpack that im kinda doing my best to ignore right now but
TC: pounce was kinda worse about that t33b33aych
TC: shed grab me by the flockin neck and drag me back inside the den by force if a curious kitten got too adventurous and ive b33n pinned and growled at fur bein reckless and yes threatened with t33th but it was her job 
TC: like i say he doesnt like me up here on the roof
TC: but does he stop me???
TC: no
TC: im turnin into a real life gargoyle and he does nuthin except make a passing comment about telescopes or helicopters the one time he was in the room as i headed up
TC: i could purrobably even leave if i wanted to go out walking tbh
TC: hed argue with me
TC: id likely drag the most words out of him in said argument than ive gotten in a w33k and purrobably the most f33lin out of him
TC: and if im being honest the semi-chaotic curious af kitten in me is tempted to actually pull that birdshit just to see what happawns
TC: but i sincerely believe he wouldnt stop me if i pushed back
TC: whether thats beclaws he doesnt care enough to stop me or beclaws were both avoiding the hell out of anyfang even remotely resembling confurtontation is up in the air though
TC: i dont plan on testin it beclaws i think hes right this time
TC: ...
Control huh.
TC: i dont know if bro ever wanted control of anything much less the life of another person
TC: the only thing he was remotely anal about was the training and...
TC: games done so thats a nonissue
TC: i havent s33n him draw his sword once since i got here
TC: not even when i managed to sneak up on him
In a twisted way you miss it. The training. And it isn’t something you like to think about. About how you’re pretty sure you loved him for it because that meant he’d pay attention to you you you.
Maybe some of that birdshit you spouted is the result of an internalized need to defend your brother. Maybe some of it is steeped in a cultural clash between parent and lusus. (Bro might be a shit parent but part of you wonders if he should have been a lusus instead.) Maybe some of it is just what you desperately want to believe, and you aren’t a thirteen year old anymore. You’ve died too many times. You’ve watched him die in front of you and you--
You didn’t--couldn’t think about him before. About that choice you made about the One Thing you could fix, and questions, so many questions that ate the hell out of you for three long years, kindling to your fires of self loathing.
Questions you could ask now, but don’t. And maybe that’s okay for now. You have time.
Time.
Stolen time. Locked away here in this world-that-should-be-dead.
Time.
For the longest time, you didn’t think he cared about you at all. You have some evidence to the contrary now, and that’s more than you’d ever expected to get considering in every glimpse you’d seen of that moment you always chose to leave him dead. Because it was your job.
...and yet here you both are. After.
Playing cluckbeast. Seeing how far you can push until one or both of you chicken out and dance away.
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