#gentleseas

So this is the real reason behind killing Rin

Send me a url and i’ll talk about them.

Marie!!!!! My French talking buddy. We sometimes end up not talking or anything, but I want to grab this opportunity to tell you that I’m glad to have you on Skype, that I follow you on my personal blog, and that you made a Rin blog and Kakashi one.. You love Disney, I love Disney. And we should totally make that Lady and the Tramp Au we talked about.

what color are your eyes?

~Send “☼” for my muse to wake yours up early in the morning.~

                               【⊱╮☼╭⊰梅⊱╮☼╭⊰】

                Letting out a surprised cry as light flooded into her formerly dark room, Noriko shut her eyes tightly in response to the sudden brightness. Letting them slowly adjust to the sun light. 

program not brand sorry my computers annoying rn

~Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.~

                               【⊱╮✿╭⊰梅⊱╮✿╭⊰】

            Sitting in the crowded bar, Noriko sat on a dingy stool as she poured herself another shot. 

             “Aaa....that, that Rin gal...” the pale haired woman slurred out, her vision blurring in and out as she played with the rim of her glass. “She, she’s nice.” Noriko mumbled out before tossing her head back as she downed her drink. “She’s a nice girl...” she added pouring herself another. “Always, talkin an stuff...” continuing to play with her cup, the Ayaka watched as the remnants of her drinks sloshed around in it. “But, but I hafta ask...” Noriko said taking a small sip. “What, what are those purple marsk, marks on her cheeks...?” She asked in a somewhat dazed voice, her cyan eyes clouded. “Are tehy stickers or soemthin?” the drunken kunoichi mused “Are they tatts?” taking another sip, Noriko set her glass down on the wooden counter. “I’ve always wondered what they were...” She mumbled looking down at her reflected self in the glass. 

The light mood quickly dropped after what was said, for he knew they were nothing but the truth. These words were even somehow comforting, since in death he’d hope to finally get to know some peace of mind.

Sighing slightly, he placed his mug on top of the counter and looked at the woman standing in front of him. Her dark brown eyes always had this glint of wisdom in them, and he was truly glad she had been in his team all this time. He just wished he could’ve voiced this sooner.