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“Mmm, it is a bit obvious. .” Hinata answers with a small, sheepish grin on her face.  Poor Sasuke, he looked positively freezing! It wasn’t even snowing yet. . What would he do when that happened? “B-But hold on—“

She removes her pack from her back, hastily digging into it to retrieve the requested thermos of miso soup.  After a few moments of blindly searching her hands wrap around the cool metal thermos.  She pulls the purple thermos from her bag, a grin of triumph on her face.

“Miso soup, as requested!” She answers him softly, lilac eyes shifting to look at the thermos.  “You gave me this thermos for my birthday.  Do— Do you remember?”

[ophidae-a]

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[movedlovelyhashiraa]

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     “Sasuke-san! Please stop!”

[breakthecage]

@firestcrm said: 21/29/34 

21. Have you ever followed someone because you felt like you had to, not because you wanted to? 

Not because I felt like I had to, per se.  I never really feel like I have to follow anyone.  There are some very popular accounts I don’t follow despite most of my mutuals knowing them and I don’t feel bothered by it.  However, there have been times when I’ve followed people not because I wanted to rp with them, but because I’ve seen them interact with my friends OOC and the mun seemed fun.  I guess you could say I didn’t want to, in a way. 

29.  What is your opinion on “reblog karma” and do you practice it?

It’s not something I do.  I don’t ever want anyone to feel pressured to do anything with me if they don’t completely want to.  I understand that not everyone feels every rp situation with Neji and that’s alright.  I’m not going to make anyone feel bad about it.

34. Have you ever cried while writing a reply?

I mean, I cry a lot about unrelated things so I guess so.  But about the specific reply I’m writing?  No.  Those reactions usually remain in my head.  That said, I do get upset about things sometimes.  Of all of my previous blogs, I returned to Neji for a reason and the reminder of his doomed nature can hit a little too close to home for me.

[solaeria-arch]

                           .     ❛    what can i do to help?    ━━━━  @firestcrm​​​​​​​​  .  

𝙸𝚃  𝚆𝙰𝚂  𝚄𝙽𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚄𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙴  𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃  𝚂𝙰𝚂𝚄𝙺𝙴  𝚆𝙰𝚂  the  one  to  see  her  that  way    ━━━━  not  that  this  state  of  panic  was  uncommon,  it  was  becoming  more  and  more  frequent.  Hinata  had  always  been  succeptive  to  panic  and  anxiety    ;    years  under  her  family's  scrutiny  and  abuse  had  destroyed  what  little  confidence  she  had,  and  yet  now  that  she  had  proven  herself  to  them  ━━━━━━  that  she  had  proven  to  be  worthy  of  the  title  that  had  always  been  hers,  it  seemed  that  every  little  mistake  was  catastrophic.  While  her  father  no  longer  verbally  abused  her  as  punishment,  the  damange  was  done  and  Hinata's  own  mind  did  the  job  for  him.

This  time,  however,  the  panic  was  enough  to  make  her  bow,  arms  around  herself  as  she  tried  to  keep  from  screaming  ━━━━  the  anguish  so  strong,  so  devastating  that  it  made  it  difficult  for  her  to  stay  silent.  This  time,  it  hadn't  been  her  father's  voice  that  echoed  in  her  mind    ;    telling  her  she  was  unworthy,  that  she  was  a  disgrace,  a  shame  to  the  whole  clan.  No,  that  time  it  had  been  Neji's  voice  to  hiss  insults  at  her  ━━━━━━  to  tell  her  how  sickening  it  was  that  a  mistake  like  her  got  to  live,  while  he  had  died.  And  the  feeling  of  hearing  his  voice  for  the  first  time  in  years,  only  for  it  to  brutally  crush  her  spirit  had  been  to  much  for  the  gentle  heiress.

Sasuke's  question  didn't  make  sense  to  her    ;    because  Hinata  truly  did  not  know  what  could  be  done  to  make  this  feeling  go  away,  to  make  the  feeling  that  she  would  crumble  into  dust  disappear.  And  so,  she  let  her  body  tell  her  what  to  do  ━━━━━━  as  she  threw  herself  against  him,  small  hands  holding  onto  his  cloak,  curling  into  fists  as  she  rested  her  forehead  against  his  chest.    ❛          H-hold  me....          ❜  she  managed  to  gasp  as  sobs  made  her  shake  from  head  to  toe.

  ❛          J-just  hold  me,  please....          ❜

[hokagc]

@firestcrm​​ asked: ‘  people aren’t born sad; we make them that way.  ’

sentence prompts ➝  poetry starters  { ACCEPTING }

                       SASUKE  WASN’T WRONG  ...  &  it  was  something  that  stung  a  place  deep  down  inside  of  him.  memories  of  himself  ,  alone.  the  villagers  he  wanted  so  DESPRITLY  to  become  friends  with  ,  laughing  &  pushing  him  away  to  the  point  where  he  wished  they’d  all  VANISH.  it  hurt  him  ,  SCARRED  him  to  the  point  where  his  childhood  had  been  completely  broken  in  his  eyes  ---  he’d  always  claimed  it  never  bothered  him  ,  but  it  had  just  been  naruto  trying  again  &  again  to  convince  himself  that  he  wasn’t  HATED.

                  ❛    that’s  true  ...    ❜   it’s  all  he  could  say  at  first  ,  heart  heavy  with  his  own  inner  turmoil.  he  chews  the  skin  of  his  lip  for  a  moment  ,  ocean  orbs  scanning  the  ground  as  he  searches  for  more  to  say.    ❛    but  --  if  we  can  make  them  sad  ,  can’t  we  also  make  them  HAPPY  too  ...  ?    ❜

it’s  a  simple  answer  ,  but  the  way  naruto  finally  glances  at  his  friend  ;  he  hopes  it  rings  home  somewhere.  humans  have  the  power  of  communication  ,  &  words  as  your  greatest  weapon  ,  naruto  had  always  tried  to  use  that  power  to  lift  others  up. 

[hinabae]

“I don’t need—okay thanks.” ( hug prompt)

send in " come here. " for your muse to give my muse a hug after seeing my muse either near tears or in tears following a really rough day.

( feel free to add context!! maybe a mission went wrong, or there was a fight, or they learned something devastating... )

alternatively, send in " i don't NEED-- okay. ...thanks. " for MY muse to hug your muse after seeing your muse either near tears or in tears following a really rough day.

i don’t need  —— he says. &with that, hinata immediately pauses.  although she is caught off guard by the uchiha’s tone of voice, she knows it’s not intentional. still, she can’t help but admit to the slight sting. taking a quiet breath in, hinata’s shoulders hunch over. “ .. s-sorry, sasuke-kun. i just .. i figured .. ”  maybe he would like some comfort. in truth, it was always rare to see sasuke cry. the only times, if ever, were within their childhood. sensitive due to their upbringings, the two often sat with one another in silence, shedding tears of frustration whether with themselves, with the pressures of it all—the two could share in the uncomfortable, hurtful moments together. as painful as it was. despite feeling the wall, feeling his need to keep at bay, her years of knowing him show up in his eyes. while dark, they’re not completely hardened. at least, not in her presence. after a moment passes, hinata attempts once more. her small arms spread open to embrace him. rather, to indicate there is space for him, here, right now. ... okay. he says again. thanks.

there is hesitation in his voice. still, hinata remains still. with the slow slump of his body, her arms come to wrap around him; gentle to the touch, as if to test what his boundaries are right now. usually, it’s her that hides in sasuke. usually, it’s her that takes in his offers of comfort.  maybe he doesn’t exactly need her to reassure him or to be given the same thing as she needs. however, his willingness proves otherwise. she doesn’t know the lengths as to what happened. whether it be school, home, whatever weight that remains invisible even to her. her hands, small against his back, try their best to carry him against her. / @firestcrm

[multifacetecl-archive]

@firestcrm​ has reported :  HUNGER .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink .  —   𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    /    OPEN . 

They’ve been traveling for quite some time now, not that she’s complaining, really. Apple was nomadic by nature, and she detested being in one place for too long. And, he was taking her to places she has never been before! She wished it was under more . . . Positive circumstances that she was able to venture into these parts, but it was still nice.

“Thank you,”    she hums out as she accepts the kabab of  grilled fish from him. She was starving, but she didn’t have the heart to bring it up until it was time to take a break.    “The tea should be ready any minute now, too,”    she announced, eyes flickering briefly to the pot that was sitting over the fire they built.

Taking a bite, she savored the taste of the grilled fish.    “You’re really good at fishing. It takes me forever to catch something.” 

[musaics]

fruitcanon meme! @firestcrm​ asked about hometowns and I felt strongly bout replying for Suigetsu so:

🥭  :    how important to my muse is their hometown,  or where they’re from?  are they proud of it,  or considered a hometown hero?  did they move away,  or do they wish to?

I hate to say it but like. Suigetsu doesn’t give a damn about Kiri.  I’ve been very tempted to have him straight up move to another village in my main verse for him because he kind of wants to get away from it.  Kiri’s not important to him, he’s not proud of Kiri, he’s not a hometown hero- He’s not even half-way welcomed in Kiri anymore.  He grew up on the tail-end of the Bloody Mist Era and then was kidnapped- When he returned home, everything he’d known had essentially changed.  And nobody wanted him around because they were all operating under this ~new Kiri, who dis, live, laugh, love~ mindset and did not want a “dirty criminal” returning to them. Didn’t matter that he was kidnapped or that there was (probably) no saying ‘no’ to Sasuke when he was freed.  Suigetsu’s built up some rapport with the civilians of Kiri because of his detective work, but the shinobi still don’t care for him. And Shinobi opinions are the ones that really matter to him. 

And he will never let go of the fact that they won’t let him be a Swordsman.  Never ever. 

But where would he move to?  I don’t know. Konoha seems like the obvious choice since they let Sasuke come back lmao, but I dunno. 

[ophidae-a]

                              ｡    16.   ━━   @firestcrm​  .  

If your muse could talk to one person they’ve lost, who would it be?

Without a doubt it would be his mother  ;  he just has so much to ask her  ━━━━━━━━  so much he wants to know, about her, his father, their clan, their homeland, things he can't learn from the few old books and pieces of parchment he found. He would love to hear her voice clearly one last time, to feel her touch again  ;  to have her brush his hair and sing him songs. But mostly, he'd like to ask her why did she hide him? Why did she hide him instead of letting him die with them? Despite all he achieved, if he could go back and choose to die with them he would do so without hesitation.

Orochimaru had always been very attached to his mother as a toddler, and he would do anything to be able to have a moment with her once again.

[bindheartsarchive]

@firestcrm​ said: “when was the last time you ate something?” ( maybe co-workers at the same bakery? o: )

  “  i  had  a  smoothie  for  breakfast  .  .  .  i  was  running  late  !    ”    a  moment  of  rest  amidst  the  busy  day.  this  season  always  seemed  to  see  an  influx  of  customers.  grateful,  orihime  was  for  the  extra  set  of  hands  he  brought.    “  i  could  grab  us  something  for  lunch,  if  you  wanted?  ”  she  turns  to  him,  smile  upon  features.    “  or  i  could  even  throw  an  extra  loaf  in  the  oven  for  us  !      ”    it  wouldn't  take  long,  and  give  her  time  to  continue  to  work  on  cakes  that  needed  put  together  as  well  as  decorated.  

[breakthecage]

@firestcrm said: “That cut looks nasty...” 

“Mm, I think I’ll need to see a medic for this one.”  Perhaps their training had become a bit too intense.  Sasuke was skilled with his blade and it was not ideal for Neji’s close contact style of fighting.  They should have known better than to push themselves so hard for so long, though he didn’t blame Sasuke.  Training accidents happened and he’d been injured worse before, particularly by Gai-sensei. 

Neji grabbed a bandage, doing his best to stop the bleeding so he wouldn’t make a mess all the way to see Sakura.  “We should call it a day here.  There is no need to push ourselves too hard this time.  Perhaps we can train again together next week.”

[tragedysworn-archive]

@firestcrm & plotted starter 

                    SHE’S  ALIVE  [  .  .  .  ]  why  is  she  alive  ?  he  had  the  perfect  opportunity  to  kill  her  ,  &  he  should  have  taken  it  .  [  MERCY  is  a  concept  she  isn’t  familiar  with  :  orochimaru  had  always  punished  her  if  she  left  anyone  alive  ,  &  she  felt  that  cruelty  the  most  when  those  leaf  brats  defeated  her  ]  .  she  begins  to  understand  why  orochimaru  had  cast  her  aside  :  first  she  was  too  weak  to  defeat  a  couple  of  genin  &  then  she  couldn’t  even  defeat  the  man  that  ruined  her  life  .  everything  was  because  of  sasuke  / / /  orochimaru’s  disappointment  in  her  ,  kabuto  struggling  to  keep  her  alive  ,  the  deaths  of  her  BROTHERS  ,  the  death  of  her  father  ,  &  now  ?  what  ,  is  she  supposed  to  thank  him  for  sparing  her  life  ?                      ❛  𝒘𝒉𝒚  𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕  𝒚𝒐𝒖  𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍  𝒎𝒆  ?  ❜  she’s  screaming  at  the  uchiha  ,  forcing  her  stiff  body  to  move  —  ignoring  the  pain  as  she  gets  to  her  feet  ,  tries  to  attack  the  man  but  she  stumbles  before  she  even  makes  it  halfway  .  COLLAPSES  to  her  knees  &  fingers  dig  into  the  ground  as  brown  eyes  glare  into  onyx  orbs  / / /  eyes  that  haunted  her  dreams  ,  the  source  behind  all  her  recent  anger  .  all  she’d  wanted  was  vengeance  ,  why  didn’t  he  understand  that  ?  he  ,  of  all  people  ,  should  have  understood  .  he’d  lost  everything  ,  just  as  she  did  :  maybe  they  were  more  similar  than  she  cares  to  admit  .                     orochimaru  was  the  only  family  she  had  after  she  was  left  as  the  SOLE  SURVIVOR  of  the  sound  five  ,  he  was  the  man  that  saved  her  life  when  she  was  just  a  child  ,  &  sasuke  had  taken  him  away  from  her  ,  then  didn’t  even  have  the  heart  to  let  her  be  with  him  in  the  afterlife  .  how  could  one  person  be  so  CRUEL  ?  it  was  a  hard  thing  to  accept  ,  that  death  would  be  easier  than  living  &  deep  down  ,  she  wonders  why  he’d  decided  to  put  her  through  the  same  pain  he’d  gone  through  :  didn’t  he  know  what  it  does  to  a  person  ,  to  lose  everything  all  at  once  ?  ❛ 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆  𝒅𝒐  𝒚𝒐𝒖  𝒈𝒆𝒕  𝒐𝒇𝒇  𝒐𝒏  𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒎𝒆  𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏  𝒊  𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆  𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕  𝒕𝒐  𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆  𝒇𝒐𝒓  ,  𝒉𝒖𝒉  ?!  ❜  her  voice  breaks  mid  -  sentence  but  she  ignores  it  ,  ignores  the  tears  that  are  rolling  down  her  cheeks  [  because  shinobi  don’t  cry  ]  .  

[eyecanfixthat]

“Hold on Shisui.” He approaches trying to stop the other. Adjusting the strap to his pack, he takes a few more steps forward. “Why is there only one car? I thought I was riding with Obito. Where is he?” Don’t tell him he’s riding with Shisui.

“He said he was going ahead earlier. Left last night, I think?” Well, it’s too late. Shisui has already opened the driver’s side door. “He didn’t tell you?” Huh. Just like Obito to change plans at the last moment and drive off by himself ahead of everyone. The guy had texted him at 2:00 AM anyway.

“I think he wanted to stop by Rin’s before he left.” Shisui laughs; okay, so maybe Obito just wanted some alone time with Rin. Not like Rin was going to give it to him-- Poor Obito. Watching those three pine after each other was a tragedy and a comedy all rolled into one. And Kakashi was none the wiser. 

“So it’s going to be just you and me~” And Shisui kind of gets the feeling Sasuke is not too thrilled about this. “What, you’d rather be with Obito?” Pouting now. 

[movedoverthehcrizon]

@firestcrm​ liked for a starter !

          pools of sweat gathered at her brows as loud, heavy pants of air escaped her parted lips. hours had gone by from the early hours of the morning to mid-day, but she had no time to notice time moving on. her father had returned for a while and sarada had gotten to spend the day with him doing whatever she pleased. she figured her mother had given him some pointers, but she was estatic when she found out he had cleared the day for her. having already known exactly what she wanted to do, she had practically dragged the other uchiha to her favourite training grounds and pleaded he teach her some new jutsu’s. hours had went by and she had just managed to successful preform a lightening style jutsu.

                                    “ p-papa-! did you see that!? i did it! “

          sarada was exceptionally talented in many fields of her training, she adapted rather quickly and prevailed more at ninjutsu and taijutsu, but because she had the sharingan she was also rather good at genjutsu. she was lucky, but with it came brutal training. on the brink of exhaustion, sarada allowed her tired and strained body to thump down, landing on her behind. even though she had been fighting against her father for hours on end he didn’t even seem the slighest bit out of breath. he was truely amazing. a large smiled graced her lips as she began to settle from her harsh breathing. 

                      “ next- maybe, if it’s okay, you could teach me chidori!? “

[solarflaretm-moved]

@firestcrm said: “ Do you know where we’re going ?? ”

a moment of silent panic passes as he realizes he doesn’t know where they’re going. he glances over at sasuke before scoffing, hoping to save face.

“uh, yeah? of course i know where we’re going. do you?” he counters.