#kahenn

💻 ― excellent writing

@hatredcurse is the first writer who comes to mind for this shoutout, hands down. Their writing enchants me & and if you're not writing with them, then what are you doing with your life? Not only do they write beautifully but her headcanons & verses are so well thought out for her muses. Her OCs are amazing, too!

She's one of my dearest friends in this community, so I'll always support her blog.

🎀 ― all-around kind person

Maybe going to train directly from a mission wasn't the greatest idea. And he knew it, but he had been way too jittery after all the action in his mission to stay at home, so he started doing laps around the village.

Of course, when the crash abruptly hit him, he found himself leaning against a tree and sliding down to sit on the ground, his legs not able to keep him upright anymore. Maybe a small nap wouldn't go amiss. After all, the weather was mild out there.

After the war, Itachi was pardoned, things went back to normal, and Itachi started living a normal life as a normal citizen doing normal, everyday things where he was accepted and loved for trying to save his brother and only being a victim of Konoha's dark side.

.... Said no one, ever. No, Itachi was feared and hated almost just about the same as he had been before. Though Kakashi had pardoned him, which meant Itachi could roam free, he couldn't waltz back into Konoha without people becoming scared and anxious. And he deserved it. He was a mass murderer.

So currently, he lived in a small village slightly near Konohagakure, teaching children various skills like math, reading, homemaking, and a little bit about how to protect themselves from bandits. No one knew who he was here.

Which was why, when a Konoha shinobi appeared in town, right in the middle of a school outing to the market, Itachi left the ten kids in the care of a trusted vendor and made a beeline to her.

"What do you call this one?" he asked the woman standing nearby.

Turning his attention away from that one, he started to mess with a different one. It's sprouts only tiny buds before he wove his chakra into the stem and kickstarted their growth prematurely ( impatient much )," oh I see... hydrangeas."

Of the cluster of petals, he held it within his palm, admiring the structure and color, tempted to bloom another flower he likely shouldn't be touching at all.

@kahenn liked for a starter !!

he'd snuck away from the office, finally. the blonde is starving and there's no way he's getting anymore work done if he simply starves. taking a seat he orders the usual, biting his lip as his food is prepared. until someone sits down beside him. the hokage blinks, turning his head.