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[breakthecage]

@theirnindo

Though Neji was stoic in most matters, most kept under control was anger.  He knew how dangerous it was to lose control.  Someone could get hurt, someone who didn’t deserve it.  Unfortunately, today was a failure on his part.  Though no one had seen him in his frustration, he was still ashamed of his actions, the remains of wooden training dummies littering the ground surrounding his home, each out shredded down to splinters. 

Just as he’d feared, he’s been reckless in his anger and caused unnecessary damage.  Looking at his arm, it was all scraped up, one exploding dummy had sent shards of wood directly into his flesh. How stupid he was.  He could even see splinters embedded into the skin.  He’d need medical attention for sure if he wanted to be certain that every little piece was removed.  The pain in itself was awful.  

It brought him to Ino’s doorstep, looking bloody and sheepish.  He recalled her shift at the hospital had been in the early morning hours.  She should be home, a relief.  He didn’t need to listen to any questions at the hospital, nor lectures on being more careful as he trained, though he suspected he’s still get the latter from Ino.  “Ino?” he called out as he knocked with his uninjured hand.  He looked up briefly, spotting droplets of water falling on him.  Rain.  It stung against his exposed injuries and made him shiver in the cool spring air.

#theirnindo

[moonescent]

Send me a scene that happened in canon and I’ll write in detail how my muse felt in it!!                 @theirnindo said. . . . When Neji got hit by the tentail's attack 👀

Was he worth this?

Hinata stares into her dying cousin’s face, tears blurring her vision, heart tearing into little pieces, but that in her mind question isn’t meant for him: It’s meant for the blond that holds Neji’s broken body.  The one that people on the battlefield were beginning to wearily whisper was their ‘savior,’ the one who would turn the tides, the one who would stop this madness.  Naruto.  Her childhood crush, Naruto.

Was he worth this?

Is he worth all of this bloodshed, all of this death?  Everyone believed so strongly in him, yet her comrades were still dropping like flies.  When was he going to defeat the enemy? When was he going to save them all? When was he going to do all of these great things people kept saying he would? When? When?

Sure, she had been willing to sacrifice herself for the ‘savior,’ but she’d had no truly important purpose in life. A disinherited girl, it wouldn’t be long before she was branded and her luxuries stripped away.  She’d become fodder for the clan.  And it was better to be fodder in a war than to a controlling, cruel clan.

But Neji. . He was incredible.  Wonderful.  Perhaps her platonic soul mate.  One of the best shinobi in the village, and most definitely the best the Hyuuga had produced in a very long time.  The one she desperately wanted to see succeed. The one she would have fought against clan practices for.  Dead. Gone.  

And Naruto.  Alive.  Well.  The war still unwon.  The enemy sneering in the distance, his words echoing Hinata’s very thoughts.  People were dying for Naruto.  

Was he worth this?  Was he worth Neji dying over?

Hinata can feel anger suddenly flaring within her.  Why? Why did Naruto let this happen? He was supposed to lead them to victory, not lead to more death.  When was he going to incapacitate the enemy? When were things going to change? When? When?  

And she can see Naruto begin to panic: The widening of his eyes, the trembling of his lips.  The way his body stiffens and his eyes glaze over.  This only causes her anger to grow: Was he just now realizing all of the sacrifices people were making for him? All the people that had died for him? The anger causes her to act violently— Something uncharacteristic of her.  She raises a hand and slaps the blond forcefully across the face.  No.  Naruto wasn’t going to act like this— Not when one of her most precious persons died for him.

“Neji said you have more than one life in your hands.” She murmurs through her exhaustion, anger, and heartache.  “So stand and fight.”  Her breathing picks up as the heartache increases, the reality Neji’s death fully hitting her when the weight of his body rests on her lap.

She barely gets the last sentence out. “Y-Your ninja w-way is to nev-never give up, i-isn’t it?”

He had better be worth it.

#theirnindo #long post #drabble #death tw #oh sorry did she stand and hold his hand in canon? #No thank u #The slap wasnt hard in canon? are u sure? #Hinata wasnt mad at the circumstances? really? #is this ic i tried

[solleonis]

@theirnindo​

“Nii-chan... Oji-san...!” she didn’t know where they disappeared to, and Himawari was admittedly getting afraid. Her hood was drawn up to hide her hair but she had nothing to mask her whiskered cheeks or her bright blue eyes. But it was the resemblence to her mother she was worried about.

With all the time she spent with Hinata, she knew about how shy she had been (though not the full extent) and that she liked Naruto since they were little. The biggest change Himawari could possibly bring was showing that they would end up together. If she did that... What if her Mama and Papa never confessed their love?! She and Boruto would never be born. Himawai could end up killing them!

She found herself walking toward the Hyuga compound - the village was so different than the village she knew, but the compound felt like the natural place to go. Maybe she should be going back toward Karasuki but her feet were leading her elsewhere.

#theirnindo #HERE HAVE A LOST BAB

[movedfistsbled]

@theirnindo​                                                                     plotted    pain.    for    neji.

it  was         rude         to  run  in  hospital  hallways  ,         lee    knew    that         .                                 BUT  HE  WOKE  UP  .       sometimes  he  still  saw  neji’s  lifeless  body  in  his  arms  .   he  dreamed  about  it  .       either  that  or  gai’s  charred  body  at  his  knees  .                               (            it    seemed    the    boy    had    only    nightmares    these    days            )                                      one  might  hear  the  muffled  voice  of  a  doctor  outside  ,  desperately  trying  to  stop  rock  lee  .              door  swung  open  with  the  bare  minimum  of  restraint  lee  could  muster  ,  it  was  a  miracle  he  did  not        destroy    it        .                                        neji  looked    terrible    ,  but  at  least  the  picture  of  his        limb    body    on    the    ground        could  be  replaced  .               lee  rushed  to  his  bedside  ,  desire  to         HUG         best  friend    brother    ate  him  alive  .      but  alas  ,  he  couldn’t  .      that  ,  at  least  ,  he  knew  .         instead  the  bedsheets  covering  his  rival  were  gripped  firmly  .                     chunin  lost  control  over  his  voice         &&         tears  ,  what  left  his  throat  was  nothing  short  of  a  choked  sound  .                                                                              ❛            n  -  neji   .   .   !              neji    !!            ❜

#i tried not to ramble too much #努力 . in character #努力 . verse. nurturing #theirnindo

[ryusxnka]

@theirnindo​

                            “ Your eyes -- The ocular technique they                             possess. How far does it enable you to see? “

#;Starter #theirnindo #Neeeeejiiiiiiii #Come out and plaaaaay

[shieldedsand]

@theirnindo

lee’s exuberance blossoms like the trees of konoha in the midst of spring and gaara idly wonders just where all the energy manages to come from. wonders, but does not pry, because some things simply do not need answers. “you are in good spirits today,” he notes, almost cautiously, as if he is afraid of misreading emotions.

#theirnindo #✧┊ ‘ forging a new path ’ / ic #why are they hanging out?? because they are fRIENDS #also im not saying ur free 2 use sakura as a reason 4 lees good mood buuuuuutttttt alsooooo

[kyousei-archive]

     ❝Hinata, even if there is something that you think you cannot do, you will be able to.❞

     ❝The reason is because you have Kiba and I to help you through it.❞

          // @theirnindo​ // hyuuga hinata

#theirnindo #IC. ❝ the sky is too vast for a person to live life alone. → ᴘᴀʀᴀsɪᴛɪᴄ ɪɴsᴇᴄᴛ. #VERSE. ❝ for all of my friends i will continue forward. → ᴘᴀʀᴀsɪᴛɪᴄ ɪɴsᴇᴄᴛ. #idk what the context is but he is going to comfort his other best friend yes he is

[fatedefy]

 POETRY STARTERS  /  ACCEPTING ┊ @theirnindo​​:      ‘ i’m just trying to connect with you ’ (from lee!)

 HE’S  STILL  LEARNING       to  reign  in  the  more  explosive  tendencies  of  his  anger,   the  single  tenet  of  one  slow  breath  at  time  to  face  grating  situations  seems  to  wither  when  tasked  with  Lee’s  jubilance.    as  was  the  unfortunate  case  in  most  situations  of  this  nature,   his  teammates  joyous  energy  finds  itself  the  last  drop  in  the  overflowing  glass  of  Neji’s  annoyance.    his  rage  is  quiet,   as  perfectly  contained  as  the  rest  of  him  if  not  for  the  unhinged  edge  which  creeps  into  his  voice,   raised  an  octave  higher  than  usual.     yet  a  silent  strike  was  a  strike  nevertheless;      the  frigid  gusts  of  his  burst  reaching  Lee  like  iced  daggers,    brilliant  countenance  slashed  to  reveal  a  reflection  of  the  hurt  Neji’s  words  had  caused  within.

recriminating  speech  holds  the  youthful  voice  but  not  the  buoyant  brightness,    a  warranted  stab  of  guilt  against  the  emotionally  immature  genius.    Neji  acknowledges  his  fault  without  a  word;   folds  away  the  dull  ache  of  disappointment  coating  his  teammate’s  words  and  stores  it  within  his  recollection  so  that  he  may  learn  from  it.    he  thinks  on  the  promise  he’d  made  his  sensei  to  renew  with  vigor  his  attempts  to  be  if  not  friendly  than,  at  the  very  least,   civil  with  his  teammates.    this  would  be  a  good  point  as  any  to  see  that  oath  through.   

 ‵     forgive  me.   ʹ       he  apologizes  earnestly,   a  major  development.       ‵     i  must  admit  that  connecting  with  others  and  the  like  is  still  a  novelty  to  me.    however .  .  .   i  am  not  opposed  to  knowing  you  as  a  friend.    can  we  try  again  ?   ʹ      

#theirnindo #◈ ╱ GENIN. ˊ i am not violent. i am not malicious. i am a result. #i dont get to write this little angry bastard enough so i hope setting it when they're genin okay! #uhhhh...the concept here is neji making an attempt to become friends w the rest of team gai after the chuunin exams #or i should say after all the events of the chuunin exams and getting his ass whooped into a better person

[grcwingstrcng]

@theirnindo​ sent:  ❝When’s the last time you slept?❞ (Kiba to Ino)

“Last night.” It’s not wrong, really, but Kiba probably means to ask when she got any decent sleep as opposed to the measly three hours she had managed to get. “I... had a nightmare.”

#m: ino #theirnindo ;; kiba #theirnindo

[kusunokihime]

[ @theirnindo​ ] [ Closed Starter ]

     To call the last few days difficult is a massive understatement. Though the Fourth Shinobi ‘war’ was barely a day in length, the devastation its instigators caused in that time has affected practically every person left living on Earth. 

     And the Hyūga have been no exception, with their share of the dead...including the most recent clan head, Hiashi himself. Add in resurrected kinsmen such as Hizashi, and the injuries suffered by all still alive...it’s been an emotional drain the likes of which haven’t been seen since the days before Konoha, and the unbridled wars between the clans.

     Already politics are abuzz in the clan about successors, and Hanabi - as the last named heir before Hiashi’s passing - has been at the center of it all, along with her sister. Arguments about birth rites and age, Hiashi’s will and won spars have been eddying in circles and it’s driven the pair of them to their proverbial edges.

     So, Hanabi’s taken today to visit one of the blessings still left to them to avoid it for a few hours: the still-recovering Neji. The fact that he survived the Jūbi’s blow has been one of the few things they’ve had to smile about. True, she’s not had much chance to bond with him as Hinata has, but...well, if near-death does anything, it’s remind us that nothing is guaranteed, and time is limited.

     Seated at his bedside, she mostly zones out in the chorus of beeping and whirring of the machines helping keep her cousin alive. As busy as she’s been, she isn’t even sure if he’s woken up at all yet, but...at the moment, it seems he’s asleep. Smiling wearily at him, she murmurs, “Man, what I wouldn’t give to be able to sleep through stuff right now...hope you’re dreaming something more pleasant than what’s goin’ on back home, Neji-nīsan.”

#let’s weave a story [ rp ] #verse: tba #theirnindo #i hope this works! #no worries about matching length #i ramble in first parts to set scenes xD

[nebyuula-a]

♡ naruto and kiba

SEND ME A ‘ ♡ ’ AND I’LL TALK ABOUT WHAT TYPE OF RELATIONSHIP I COULD SEE OUR MUSES HAVING

honestly i think we were ROBBED of more interactions with kiba and naruto quite FRANKLY. like naruto would probs be awkward at first bc honestly i headcanon as mad socially awkward when it . gets ito it . alkwejfawef BUT IDK THEIR ENERGY ? JUST SEEMSL IKE THEY’D VIBE adn have a nice rivalry to them but also just be DUMB . that’s nice . that’s wholesome . that’s MINT . 

they could bond over their facial markings idk who KNOWS the POTENTIAL 

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[breakthecage]

@theirnindo said:      “Are you okay? It sounded like you were having a bad dream…” (from Ino)        

“Mmph.”  The Hyuuga sleepily grunted in response, sitting up and allowing the blanket to slide off him to cool his sweat drenched skin with the night air.  He was sure it must be obvious that he was upset so no attempt was made to deny it.  Each breath he took in was followed by a heavy shudder, his chest heaving from the force of the exertion with a power that contrasted his pale, shaking hands. 

He tugged at the bandages that still clung to his forehead, ripping them off and regretting not removing them the night before.  “The light.”  His words were both demanding and pleading.  Though his eyes were starting to adjust to Ino’s dark bedroom, it wasn’t enough.  He needed  to see.  He couldn’t stand being shrouded by darkness for another moment.  The darkness brought with it the horrible stench, overwhelming his senses as if it were there in that room.  Rotting flesh, congealed blood, the sounds of animals fighting over what was scavenged in the distance.  Though he knew his hands were trying he could feel the sticky goo, melting fat or perhaps intestines, sticking to his body from where he had fallen.  He rubbed at his forearms, a futile attempt to remove the carnage.  

In an instant, Neji switched from shakily trying to get his bearings to bolting from the room.  In quick succession, the bathroom door slammed, a lock clicked, and the sink was turned on.  The running water masked most of the retching sound, following by a pause, and then yet more.  How humiliated he was, unable to handle a dark bedroom.  He was pathetic.  

#theirnindo #[sealed] #[恋しい | Lotus & Sparrow]

[moonescent]

♡ Valentine’s Day Ask from @theirnindo‘s Lee! ♡

It was his first valentine's day after having gotten so close to Hinata. In all honesty, Lee wasn't yet sure where he stood with the other but he felt compelled to do something special for her. And so he asked her to meet him by the river. He showed up early after stopping by Ino's shop for flowers. After help from Ino, he settled on a small bouquet, purple lilacs surrounded by purple roses, both flowers according to Ino, in some way symbolizing having fallen in love with the recipient. Whether Hinata knew this or not, he didn't know. But he hoped they would finally come to an understanding now after this meeting. 

Bandaged hands gripped the bouquet and he stared down at them idly until he heard the other approach. Quickly he stood up and turned to face her, his hand moving behind his back to hide the flowers. "Hinata, hello!" he greeted cheerfully, a smile growing on his face. Just at the sight of her, he could feel his heart begin to flutter.

As she approached, his gaze shifted to the side as his hands were slowly brought out into view. "I, uhm, I got you something..." He held the flowers out with both hands, though his gaze still remained averted. "Happy Valentine's day, Hinata."

Hinata adjusts the decorated glass jar in her hands as she approached the river.  Nervousness had overtaken her and her palms were sweating; What if Lee didn’t like her gift? It was a glass jar decorated with painted hearts and inside held hundreds of little slips of paper, all holding a tiny message about the things she loved and appreciated about Lee.  Love.  She tried to keep her little notes vague in that regard; For although she found herself falling for the Taijutsu master, she wasn’t sure where he stood.  Better to have him think it platonic love and be happy than to think it romantic and feel awkward.

A blur of purple catches her eye as Lee goes to hide something behind his back when she approaches.  Her heart flutters when she breathes a greeting. “Hi, Lee.”  Extremely curious about what he’s hiding, she doesn’t think to hide her own gift for him.  Hinata merely tilts her head to the side slightly, the small smile on her lips a quiet notion of encouragement; What do you have, Lee?

When the bouquet of roses and lilacs are revealed, her heart pounds in her chest. A lover of flower-pressing and gardening, the Hyuuga was quite familiar with the meaning behind flowers.  And these two together. . Symbols of romantic love. But did Lee know that? Her face turns rosy and her breathing uneven.  The jar in her hands is completely forgotten; It drops into the sandy riverbank, unharmed. 

She doesn’t say thank you, she doesn’t grasp them from his hands.  She questions: “F-Flowers hold different meanings. . Did you know?”

#theirnindo #valentines day 2020 #leehina #LISTEN #i know V-day was like a month ago but #if u wanna thread this.... #i wont say no...

[dirt-ninja-archived]

theirnindo replied to your post “It's Hi.dan's bi.rthday”

Konan just gives him a silent nod of acknowledgment for his bday

Hidan is a bit surprised that she even gave a nod to him today, though deep down he knows it's his birthday it has escaped his mind at this very moment. “Wow, I must be moving up on your list Konan, usually I don’t even see you look at me.”

#theirnindo #Blood write {|Hidan: Interaction|} #bloodyBirthDay{|Hidan: birthday|}

[movedfistsbled]

@theirnindo​                                                                              liked.     for  neji.

to  be         fair         ,  lee  passing  the  hyuga  estate  around  the  time  neji  would  be  released  from  his    familiar  duties    was        coincidental        .      though  it  was  a  coincidence  the  chunin  would         gladly   accept         ,  scanning  the  front  entry  while  casually  balancing  on  his  left  hand  .                    (         as    if    anything    lee    ever    did    could    be    described    as    CASUAL         )                he  was  quick  to  jump  back  into  form  when  patience  was  finally  rewarded  .     neji  may  think  about  it  how  he’d  like  ,  but  he  was  the  closest  thing  to  a  brother  lee  had  .        he  treassured  his  rival  .                  lee  approached  his  peer  with  enough  energy         &&         warmth  one  would  never  have  guessed  he  had  been  training        all    day        .      only  the  dirt  clinging  to  his  face  told  a  different  story  .                                                                            ❛            if    it    isn’t    my    FAVOURITE    rival   !!                          i    was    going    to    get    dinner    ,    care    to    join    me    ??        ❜

#neji : exists #lee : hooooo THAT'S SOME GOOD SHIT #theirnindo #努力 . in character #努力 . verse. thriving

[wokasho]

"Sakura!!" Ino called out cheerfully as she approached her best friend, a wrapped gift in hand. She had found a jewelry set, necklace and earrings, she thought matched the other's eyes and thought they were perfect. As she approached she threw a big hug around her. "Happy birthday. I got you something," she spoke in an almost singsong-y voice as she handed off the gift to her.

                      ❝INO!❞ Sakura spoke her name as a way of greeting, happily turning around to smile at her friend’s approaching figure. While she knew Ino would not forget her birthday, her buying a present was not expected, which clearly showed in the way her emerald eyes widened at the box the blonde put into her gloved hands. ❝Thank you, Ino! You didn’t need to bother.❞ Despite her words, Sakura unwrapped the package as carefully as her enthusiasm allowed, slender fingers delicately opened the box as a gasp escaped her parted lips. Inside the box, nestled carefully in red velvet, were the most beautiful necklace and earrings she had ever received. Sakura stared at them for a second, the delicate matching stones of the earrings and necklace were of the purest green, almost liquid as the light gracefully danced on their surface. ❝These are so beautiful!❞ her words were uttered in the most secretive of voices, almost as if they had escaped her lips in a quiet confession. 

                      ❝INO… thank you!❞ a smile so bright it put the sun to shame lightened her visage, tears threatened to fill her eyes as she carefully cradled the box closer to her heart. Although Sakura had received many thoughtful gifts before, there was something different about this one, perhaps because it wasn’t flower themed? Yes, maybe that was it. Sakura was so used to having everything around her about flowers -even she styled her things with cherry blossoms- that when someone noticed something ELSE, such as her eyes, it caused a warm feeling of surprise to bloom in her heart.

                      ❝COME, help me put the necklace on.❞ holding the jewel in her hands as if it were a fragile treasure, Sakura handed it to Ino and turned around, lowering her head so her short pink locks fell forward and the blonde could close the clasp around her neck without trouble.

#I LOVE THIS ASK THANK YOU #INO FOR BEST GIRLFRIEND OF THE YEAR #OOPS GIRL FRIEND #theirnindo #◆ ┈ ┊ diagnostic report || ( answers ) #Saku's birthday 2020