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♡ thousandbirds .
what a grim line-of-questioning. but then again, the special-ops were a grim line-of-work. ‘ you have many options, i think it’s not a bad idea to explore different things, eventually you will figure it out. let’s see— off the top of my head i can think of a few things you might be well-suited for. you are very capable. ‘
❝ like what ? i haven’t put much thought into it. ❞ artist came to mind, although he was not too sure how successful that venture would be. naming works was still quite the task. he enjoyed sketching cute things, happy things, but the idea of monetizing that seemed ridiculous.
♡ nebyuula· .
three word sentences / accepting ! @hwagah· said: “i’ll do it.” @ nardo !
“ HUH ? SERIOUSLY ? no way you’re totally messin’ with me … ” he leans in REAAAAAAAAAL close . “ you might die . i might never see you again cause sakura-chan WILL murder you if you try it . ”
❝ why would sakura react that way ? have you done something to anger her ? returning a lost item should make someone happy. ❞
narusai for ur soul..
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i’ll preface this by saying: please do unfollow and/or block me if you support the antithesis of any of what i’m about to discuss below. this blog has zero tolerance for such behavior, and as this is supposed to be a place of comfort, i draw a HARD LINE against such activity and encouragement for it. it’s no loss to me.
ON AGE-GAP SHIPS AND GROOMING TACTICS.
the dynamic between someone of a much older age and someone younger will never be an equal partnership. as an example: someone who is in their 20′s is not mature enough nor are they in the same place of discovery and learning in their lives to be in an equal and healthy relationship with someone who is in their 40′s. they are decades apart and share little, relevant life experience to relate with one another. there are things that the 40 yo will have experienced (and i’m speaking on world / country events & so on) in their 20′s that the current 20 smth yo might not even have been born yet for or been old enough to comprehend. a common question: ‘well the 20 smth yo IS mature’, then maybe it’s the 40 yo who is immature, seeking out someone who is younger than them because they have yet to reach the appropriate maturity stage in their life. the older person does have the leverage of knowledge, experience and often times a different state of stability that the younger person has yet to achieve.
secondly, (especially) regarding those age gap ships that feature characters who CANONLY knew the younger of the dynamic before they were ‘of age’ is called grooming. there are no if ands or buts about that. meeting a child or teen and waiting for them to reach an age that is deemed appropriate is predatory behavior. ‘well the older person wasn’t thinking about being in a relationship with them until they were older’ IS STILL GROOMING. watching and influencing someone as the grow and develop, only to enter a physical or romantic relationship at any point after adulthood with them IS STILL GROOMING. ‘well the younger person liked them first / the older person is only responding’ : it’s the responsibility of the older person to be mature enough to recognize where they could have gone wrong or given the wrong impressions and NOT ACT upon such behavior.
aging up muses or making verses where ‘canon no longer applies’ does not suddenly make such ships ‘okay’, it’s just a disgusting way to attempt to get around the bigger problem.

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♡ harikaen .
‘ ah — ’ she starts after him , pace hurried to catch up . ‘ i know , i — ’ she stops herself with a faint shake of her head , watching him from the corner of her eye . ‘ temari . go ahead , then . what would you like to know ? ’
❝ i have many questions. i am not sure where to start . . . ❞ his gaze remains straight ahead, rather unconcerned for the foreign shinobi tailing him. ❝ did you know that orochimaru plotted to kill sandaime hokage ? that was an interesting day. ❞
@thousandbirds said : [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine. if you are still doing these ! :33 word prompts / accepting !
❝ we should eat. ❞ the suggestion comes a bit late, sai already reaching into his backpack. from it comes a wooden bento, its meal carefully prepared and sealed within. next are an onigiri and finally, two canned coffees. not exactly a buffet but for shinobi living off the land, it more than sufficed — food such as this most definitely ranked superior to the utilitarian gruel offered to members of root. he separates the cans and onigiri, each shinobi receiving one beverage. his onigiri, resting beside him, was with egg, spam and green peppers. naruto suggested cheese at one point, although sai’s stomach chose to disagree with dairy in that regard.
with both hands, the younger anbu reaches for the box, offering it to kakashi with a bowed head. beforehand, naruto and sakura remarked on the lack of strong flavors throughout his cooking. this time, he tried utilizing more soy sauce and a red pepper sauce he had seen in the store, impulsively grabbing it despite his own ignorance. the omelette adorning the omurice within the bento was a fiery red. hopefully, its taste was milder than its appearance. ❝ i apologize if it is not up to par. i am still learning. ❞
♡ illsig .
❝ no. you’re not. you’re my friend. you’re our teammate. –i’m a selfish person. i refuse to let you just leave. too many people just leave..i’ve lost too many people. so don’t do something that reckless again, sai. ❞
❝ i’m . . . sorry ? i’m not sure i entirely understand. if you are worried about me going somewhere, rest assured that i don’t plan on leaving konoha. i should say that i don’t think you are selfish at all, sakura. ❞
♡ nebyuula· .
@illsig· / @hwagah· / @steelstorm· ( @deathrisen· )
“ TOILET PAPER GOES OVER !!! OVER !!! NOT UNDER !!! ”
❝ I DIDN’T EXPECT toilet advice when you invited us out for dinner. i’ll take your word for it, bathroomkage - sama. ❞
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ANIMAL : white tigers COLOR : black, white and red MONTH : october RELATABLE SONG(s) : dean, instagram / marina, fear & loathing / azealia banks, soda / lorde, glory & gore / rex orange county, sunflower / frank ocean, ivy / bol4, workaholic NUMBER : seven DAY OR NIGHT : night PLANT : epipremnum aureum SMELL : vanilla, lilacs and steel SEASON : winter FOOD : soft tofu, mandu, scrambled eggs DRINK : boricha ELEMENT : water, earth
TAGGED BY : stolen from @springhealer ! TAGGING : @nebyuula, @illsig, @haecra, @insurges, @steelstorm
we’ve had a group chat for months but no group thread? @nebyuula @illsig @steelstorm fake
i’m rewatching / rereading bnha rn but i just came to the realization that sai wouldn’t be a student or a hero, he’d be an assassin utilized by the gov’t to covertly eliminate threats and idk how to feel
I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via thelovejournals)
[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours // @hwagah!!
TO THINK THAT three years have already passed;; three years without his bright whiskered smile & his warmth masked by a scowl. she simply goes day by day now, living off an overworked routine & hiding it all beneath soft features & determination. she knows mourning them won’t bring forth anything but pain & loss.
a heavy sigh leaves her form as she leans over, resting along the curve of the artist’s back with a blank expression on usually fond features. ( she can’t help but think of them, anyways. )
through trial & error, she’s developed a strong tie with the former ROOT nin– finding herself reaching out for her teammate. though he hadn’t been around until after the Uchiha’s departure & she had scorned the way he had approached the team in such a crass manner, their bond as a team gave her a chance to know him, little by little. he became a nostalgic comfort.
“I dreamed of them again.” it comes off as a slow, wistful murmur. despondent features ease into quiet remembrance. “They were standing at the gates this time;; waiting for me.” dulled green glance down at her hands, slowly clenching & unclenching.
“…..and he said, we’re home.”

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@springhealer said : [ wound ] sakura patches and bandages a wound sai has gotten WORD PROMPTS / accepting !
❝ THIS REMINDS ME of us years ago : you tending to my wounds, naruto’s too. ❞ their fractured team, missing its sun and moon, for a time, felt akin to a void rather than a home. the shinobi teachings spoke of the inevitability of death. such words were wasted on the emotional and the emotionless. she sought to prevent death while his own bloodied hands — it seemed as if his only meaning in life was to create it. there was a solemn irony in sakura joining anbu, cloaking herself in the black velvet as he did, sinking below the surface.
❝ I’M SORRY, i didn’t mean to bring him up. ❞ yet, he never cared for humor, even the ironic sort. these days, even sunlight felt muted and besides the warmth of her chakra, that cocooning feeling was returning. it terrified him at times when he struggled to remember his name, their names. a familiar smile, artificial but well - meaning, graces his expression. ❝ you’re a very kind person, sakura. i’ve always admired that about you. ❞
@shadowpossessed said : [ bloody ] for your muse coming to my muse with blood stains WORD PROMPTS / accepting !
HE ISN’T SURE why he can’t stop running. it’s a unerring, sickening inkiness seeping downwards from his head and threatening to coat his legs, his heart, with liquid lead ——— wind rushes though and wildly flays his bangs as he leaps from rooftop to rooftop. nightly report already delivered, his home laid on the opposite side of the village. petals of blood are spattered inelegantly across his face, his hands, soaking into the fabrics of his clothing. underneath the lonely moon, he isn’t sure the silent canvas would grant him sleep nor peace.
THE PANIC CHOKING HIM, it blurs his vision and everything darkens. sai’s body moves like clockwork, without thought, a feeling that’s all too familiar for him. as if some omniscient god from above, divine arm flexed forward and casting his judgment, he watches his body carry itself through familiar streets, dimly with by lanterns and stars. they look so different, devoid of shopkeepers and children and animals and —
SHADOWS CONVERGE, slicing through what little light existed at this hour. the last time he traversed through this sector of konoha, leaves green and vivacious from the eternal summer, sai could only remember one other by his side. perhaps he had grown too comfortable, too complacent, especially to drag one he cared for deeply into this deepening well — a murkiness which threatened to swallow him whole.
BUT HE CANNOT control his legs. he probably wouldn’t stop even if the opportunity arose. and for as much as he cared for them, naruto and sakura were too loud — for once, he couldn’t dare be vulnerable, wounded, around them, lest they feel even further guilt for their chosen paths. he needed the night to remain quiet, to sit in silence — but not alone. perhaps this was the sin of ego, pride, of which so many dead men had warned him about.
SAI AWAKES, PERCHED atop a windowsill he had frequented so many nights prior. he isn’t sure if the other would welcome his intrusion, but he could not imagine any other person awake at this hour, save for the fireflies which danced beneath the moon. he knocks several times to a pattern they had created together, to mark sai’s nightly arrivals without his presence evoking fear. to his surprise and rooted — although quiet — relief, shikamaru’s familiar silhouette comes into view.
HE GASPS, THE AIR held tightly within his chest finally releasing. sai shifts his weight, careful to not stain the wood with the blood, none of it belonging to him. shikamaru lights a lantern, revealing the calligraphy of murder reaching red tendrils across sai’s pale skin. he doesn’t speak, a heaviness lodging itself in his throat, dark gaze solemnly staring downward for several moments — he’s infinitely grateful for shikamaru’s mutual silence, what he had expected, hoped for. as minutes pass, sai swallows the ink hardening in the back of his throat, breaking through the silence — his voice but a traitorous whisper. ❝ i . . . don’t think i want this life anymore. ❞