#verse!tbd

XMAS - @tenebris-vulpes ( MENMA )

      ✖ II —  Confusion might have appeared upon the ivory features for a brief second as the elder Uchiha let the santa hat be placed upon his midnight locks with a calm gaze watching the other male. It came as a surprise to receive something like this from Menma, but even so, Itachi accepted the gift, it probably wasn’t, but he would see it as such. And to be honest, he liked it black, even if the words that left the other’s mouth wasn’t really the reason for that though, to humor the male, slender shoulders shrugged briefly while elegant digits handed over a small bottle of sakura sake.

FT.  @infernoforced (  SARADA’S NAILS  )

   ✖ II — Itachi couldn’t help the soft chuckle that immediately danced upon his tongue at the words while a small smile grew on the fair lips.

          ❝   Thank you. Sarada-chan decided I needed some decorations                                                                                          with my choice of color.  ❞

Stillness settled over lithe form, instinct demanding she run despite fears of attracting its attention. As a child, she heard time and again Old Nan's tales and as a lady in Joffrey's court Sansa oft heard whispers of the Dragon Queen's return across the Narrow Sea. Despite wagging tongues and worried glances shared, in spite of the history to Harrenhal's scorched stones, never had the girl truly believed.

Matched Tully eyes sought a king's stare as she slipped between the tent flaps, standing aside for exiting bannermen. Several nights had passed in solitude, King Robb entrenched in stratagems for what pockets of resistance lingered after such resounding victories. In time, the city would fall as well, but only matter occupied Sansa's mind as she crept forward to her brother's side.