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“ is this a gift for me? “ | @atelise

   “un…” the assurance is tied with shy side-eyes and rosy cheeks. after all, it’s the first time he approaches his uncle on his own accord & not the other way around. when azures glance back to look at the ‘gift’ he pauses for a short while before leaning in to trace the spine of his favorite books. right. why was he giving his uncle three of his most favorite bedtime stories? well… 

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@atelise

LISTEN I HOPE YOURE NOT DEAD BC IM SLOW AF SORRY BUT???? HELLO??? YOUR EXISTENCE IS ALREADY A BLESSING???? shit, i’ve only interacted with your itachi so far but just from your portrayal on him i know how thoughtful you are to the muses you have? the way you write them in the most simplest yet complex way but also add light hearted headcanons too them too? im sure your quite busy with life and have other things more important to deal with but i just hope for your utmost happiness? like hell if you think you can only be on here a few times a month and that makes you the most comfortable then go for it??? don’t force yourself and just do you. don’t stress! you’re amazing. you can do it! and suen & i will always be happy to see you around! 

also shit. idk but ppl who have multi muses are amazing. idk how they do it but y’all are amazing. i hope you have a wonderful day from today until forever!

u r right and u should say i

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haku’s used to people making assumptions about his person due to his appearance, but he’s never had such an assumption lead to such a, well, informative conversation.

after listening to kiba mumble & stutter uncharacteristically through what he had to say, haku nods, letting the words sink in a moment; kiba came to him for help, guidance, & he doesn’t want to disappoint. especially not with something so important. however, he also doesn’t want to encourage kiba’s current nigh-panicky mindset & inner emotional storm, because, in the long run, what kiba’s ‘confessed’ to needn’t be a big deal or even a large part of his identity, even though it may feel that way right now. so while he’s certainly here to comfort & provide guidance to kiba in his hour of need, he is also careful not to feed the idea that this has to be an earth-shattering change. regardless of what anyone else thinks, kiba is still kiba. period. a fact haku hopes to convey by maintaining an easy demeanor & softening kiba’s stiff posture with humour.

‘ thank you for sharing this information with me, kiba-kun. well, i’ll begin by saying any one who describes another man as “the most gorgeous fucker i’ve ever seen” who makes them “sweaty and irritable” when thinking about them probably is not heterosexual, no. ‘ he says, complete with finger quotes. he’s still smiling however, despite his mild teasing. ‘ in your defense, however, i’d say most people would consider neji a rather handsome individual. ‘

the scarred man waits.

he can taste blood in his mouth, but haku knows inside he is empty. devoid of fight, let alone the ability to start one in the first place — the chakra seals on his wrists, the handcuff around his left ankle, & raikiri’s vicious wreckage of his left pectoral muscle, sternum, & shoulder see to that. whatever’s in his IV drip doubles as a sedative, a suppressant that makes it difficult to orient himself in this strange white room with its bitter antiseptic tang, too weak to wrap stiff fingers around the sporadic flares of anger strong enough to burn through the numbing black fog that’s settled over his brain before they slip through his fingers before they can blossom into pyres. he’s too tired to be angry. mostly he just wants to sleep, perchance, to die.

still, despite the sedatives oozing into his veins, half-hooded brown eyes remain intelligent as they shift sluggishly from the ceiling to settle upon the visage of the cloaked figure standing before him, a figure so burned & disfigured his scars are all the introduction he needs: this is morino ibiki, the head of konoha’s torture & interrogation unit, a man of many names & feats, all of which could draw a shudder from even the most abhorrent nukenin. a man zabuza has once referred to as ‘The Flayed Man’ with such an intensity in his eyes that it bordered on irritated, awed reverence.