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“hinata…I…” reality crashes. “we don’t want to keep our friends waiting for as long as they have.” hinata whispers, staring at the ground. “we…really should be getting back.”  “but hinata —” “one moment. gomen.” she’s using one of the spare wipes she had in her purse to wipe the inside of her legs. patting gently in-between. careful swipes over her sensitive lips.  she wants to both stay and flee, in equal measure. surely, he didn't mean…to say that, while they were doing…that? it was in the heat of the moment. he probably didn't mean to say it at all! not to mention, wasn't it very common for a man to cry out the most intimate things while he was achieving the pinnacle? naruto frowns. he usually does that. why didn’t she let him take care of her this time? this wasn't like her. maybe because you had to go and open your big mouth mid-nut. like a jackass.

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Merbito and his hooman friendo

🖤 Day 19 🖤

i redraw this a couple of weeks ago finally had the guts to finish it :D and made multiple versions lmao

i lowered the quality for posting but here are close up versions :DD

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crash. hanabi slowly looks up with open hands, frozen in the kitchen. sasuke doesn't even let her get to five. “what happened?” he appears as soon as he hears the sound, with a speed that was friggin’ phenomenal. his quick onceover is done before she even opens her mouth. his observant eye catches the shattered glass that spans across their wooden tile, more than likely a cup or one of their mason jars. tch. klutzy thing. “I was just —” "no."