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In the middle of a boruto rewatch so had to draw my favorite Shikadais

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(@endlessonions) There is a big cluster of Shin clones under the mistletoe. Once they realized affection is a thing, they realized they want some.

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Christmas Mistletoe.

Reblog and see who leaves you a kiss in your ask box. ;)

Kabuto with every single shin that comes to him and before bedtime:

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I think the orphanage kids should get to go to school in the leaf village in boruto. All of the shin uchiha clones go to school and kabuto and urushi go to individual parent teacher conferences for every one of them

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Chrome mochi cheeks do u agree

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Desisto. Não vou insistir. É como reanimar cachorro morto. Infelizmente, Adeus

Eu vou postar umas crônicas de vez em quando...

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valediction

Moments before the ryogi goes to jail

Ryogi turns on his heels. Getting ready to say goodbye

Shikadai wraps him in his body. He snuggles his arms around Ryogi's shoulders and gently pulls him into a tight, comfortable hug.

Ryogi relents. He doesn't question or resist Shikadai's way of guiding him anywhere. He returned the gentle touch, laying his face on Shikadai's chest and closing his eyes to feel that warmth more sensitively. The cold wind tickles his skin.

Shikadai sinks his fingers into the meeting of the marsala threads with the pale skin, threads so fine that they look like silk threads, gently caressing them, while making movements of small invisible circles in a slow and smooth frequency.

Time passes. Neither of them wants to leave.

Ryogi's heart was beating too fast. He felt like his chest was going to burst with anxiety and uncontrolled nervousness. His breathing was heavy, and he didn't know why he felt the lack of air in his lungs. His whole soul seemed to collapse in contrast to Shikadai's calm and easygoing way of comforting him in that very simple moment.

Then, they slowly move away. Shikadai runs his fingers through his pink hair and traces an imaginary line to his chin, stroking lightly with both hands. Before falling completely in love with that boy, he found himself lost in his gaze. An intimate but sweet mood prevailed over tension as Shikadai kissed those cheeks, which turned red in response. It was soft and brief, it was the second time he'd done it in such a natural and hard-to-reject way.

Ryogi is too shy, he wanted to hide his face with his hands in order to hide his shyness and obvious blush, but still, he couldn't help but smile after that touch

He cherished that moment fondly. Shikadai can confirm this by those feelings displayed in mute and fragile droplets of water in those clear eyes.

Ryogi sighs, not sure if in love or anxious. Until he has a lapse in thought. It would be the last touch of comfort he would ever feel.

In months.

Long months...

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Eu vou postar umas crônicas de vez em quando...