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@ameagaari​​ asked: [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine ( hehehehehehe kakarin )  ||  WORD PROMPTS COLLECTION

Eyes widened in shock as blood that was not his own splashed against his face, soaking skin and mask in the red stain, marring it with the knowledge of what had just happened. For a moment there was a welling of nausea crawling up his throat, acrid bile threatening to consume him as his hands trembled with the knowledge that again a friend had stepped in the way of the blow meant for him, was suffering in his stead. 

“Rin...” he croaked, kunai clattering to the ground as hands shifted to catch her from the fall, staring at the vicious strike to her shoulder. Seconds, precious seconds, held him frozen, reliving the past and the present in tandem before fingers pressed to cover the wound, to apply pressure as he fell back onto his instincts. He knew he had to calm down, to focus, despite the rising urge to falter, to fall, and his mind scrabbled for something to cling to, anchoring to his promises and his instincts.

@fightingdreamcrs​ asked:  ❛ i can and i will . watch me . ❜ [from sasuke for itachi ;D] from this prompt meme

The faint quirk at the corner of his mouth was the only sign betraying Itachi’s amusement at his brother’s words, a sign so subtle that only the keenest of eyes could pick up on it. Otherwise, his face remained as stoic and passive as ever, his gaze remaining ahead, surveying the results of his most recent training exercise. Without even looking he knew Sasuke’s features would be arranged in a scowl of equal parts determination and insult, something becoming increasingly common these days.

Send me ‘💍’ for our muses to wake up married after a night of heavy drinking  |  Accepting

A soft sigh passed over Jack’s lips as he stirred, discontent with the sunlight streaming through the blinds, forcing him to join the waking world. His head rang with the effects of the previous night’s liquor and he could feel bruises where he had undoubtedly fallen over at some point during the evening. Shifting closer to the warmth at his side, he nestled lazily against his long term boyfriend, grateful for the weight of his arm over his body, holding him securely. The weekend away had been Anne’s idea, partially as she wanted some time alone with Max and Mary, but mainly because she had tired of Jack’s constant lamenting on his lack of quality time with Charles. 

For a while he was content to tuck into Charles’ side and bask in his warmth, but eventually he tired of the quiet and shifted to tangle his fingers in his lover’s hair, intending to drag his fingers through gently and coax the other man gently to wake. However, instead of a usually smooth glide of unadorned fingers, he found the hair catching and his movements stilling before he yanked a chunk of hair out. Carefully, he teased his fingers out of Charles’ hair, only to spot the wedding band on his finger. Swiftly his head jerked to inspect Charles’ hand, spotting a similar glint of metal and inhaling sharply. 

Sitting upright in the bed, he let the covers pull around his waist, dislodging Charles’ arm, and examined his ring more closely. “Must have been quite the spectacle last night no doubt. Though why we would do such a thing without Anne being present begs the question as to just how entirely fucked we were last night… she shall desire to skin us alive that’s for sure…” Turning to glance at Charles, who seemed to still be somewhere between waking and sleeping, he shoved at his shoulder and put on a sheepish smile. 

@fightingdreamcrs​ asked:  ❛ i’ll survive . somehow i always do . ❜ [ naruto to kiba ] from this prompt meme

Kiba flashed a toothy grin, one hand reaching for the furry head at his side. “Yeah...” He gave Naruto a nod. “That’s true enough.” Beside him, Akamaru gave a single woof of affirmation. Both of them had witnessed enough of Naruto’s often impossible feats of strength, resilience and determination to not have any doubts as to the truth of that statement.

@daybreakrising​ asked:   “i’m always careful.” [Kiba for Shika??]  from the protector / protectee meme

A snort of laughter escaped Shikamaru as he tipped his head to the side and regarded the other with a shake of his head. “Now there’s a joke if ever I heard one. Any more reckless and I’m going to start calling you Naruto...” he replied, a clear tease to his tone as he tucked his hands into his pockets and leant back against the wall. There was a beat of silence then as he took a moment to reflect on the knucklehead who left the village feeling quiet in his absence despite all the work he had to do. Even walking by the ramen shop felt weird without the excited yelling coming through it. 

Under the influential caress of the moon his humanity disperses; succumbing to animalistic intentions, driven by only desire.

Clothing discarded during the initial change, his entirety was BARE; back to any unfortunate passers-by, painted with similar lacerations.

He was enduring the CHANGE, fighting a losing battle between Lupin && the man within whom it resided.

@fistsbled​ asked:  ❛ everything you have given me, i want to give back a hundredfold. ❜ for dad 😌

For a moment there was silence as the words rung in Gai’s mind before his bottom lip trembled with emotion, caught by the heart his son showed. Tears formed in the corners of his eyes, misting over a heart-warming gaze as he reached out, arms finding Lee and drawing him close, cradling him close. His hold was protective and earnest, spilling clearly the emotions he held towards his son and the way he treasured him for it was never something he intended to hide. 

Lee had been bereft of affection for more years than he ought to have been in his youth and so he would never deny him and ounce of it now. 

“Lee... I commend your earnest desire but everything I have given to you is one thing that never needs to be given back. My love is yours freely, my son. Never forget that...” he breathed, leaning back to meet Lee’s gaze with his own, smile widening even as the tears broke free of the barrier containing them barely and slipped down his cheeks, descending in rivulets to gather at his chin.