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I’ll learn impulse control when I’m dead

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"What is it even like to have a mom, exactly?"

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🌺 — I finally have a tag for all starter memes and ask games, all of which I should still be accepting if anyone wants to send any as a way to break the ice.

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🌺 — I will never "my girl did nothing wrong" about Fū. My girl does the wrong thing all the time, most of the time unintentionally — but also, your honor, my client is a child and she's allowed to make mistakes... and, yes, she yearns for revolution.

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Oblivious to the tone he takes with her, her grin only widens as she leans in close to examine the etched curves which were intended to bear resemblance to lines of steam. With her hands on the edge of the table, she invites herself to sit down in the seat across from him as she leans away, very apparently impressed.

"Wow... That's so cool, I've never met a shinobi from outside Takigakure before," she remarks, thinking for a moment.

From the world encyclopedia she frequently referenced, she vaguely remembers Yugakure for repeated mention of hot springs. She'd never been to a hot spring. The village baths were the closest thing to the hot springs in pictures from other villages. She can't help but wonder how closely they compared to a genuine onsen.

"You must be thinking of our river water," she answers, then asks, "But what do you mean by 'candy'? Like candied citrus peels?"

Hidan hadn't stopped for three days, too busy "cleansing" a heathenistic village. It has taken him a long time to get through them all. But once he did, his limbs moaned and stomach groaned from emptiness.

So, he walked into the quiet teahouse; the wooden chimes over the entry produced a soft, melodic sound, juxtaposed by the loudness of his leather boots on the creaking floorboards, tracking flecks of dried mud and old blood. He sniffed, catching the scent of fresh-brewed tea and something fried. Perfect.

Upon ordering, he tried using his old "southern charm" on the owner, an older woman, to get himself a discount. Afterall, he wasn't made of money! And women loved it. Unfortunately, not all women. No blushing, no cooing. Nothing. She just poured him the darkest brew he ever did see and dumped a golden-brown croquette onto a tray before stuffing it in his hands.

Huffing, Hidan took his order to a corner table, and dropped into the seat like a sack of potatoes. His scythe thunked down next to him. Atmosphere was shit, but fuck him if the coffee and deep-fried potato wasn't the shit as he happily gobbled them down.

However, his overdue meal was soon interrupted as a girl--as in a child--approached his table and started babbling at him like they were old friends.

Hidan paused mid-bite, the half-eaten croquette hovering near his open mouth as he blinked at Fū. His brain trying to decide if this was friendly conversation or he was being interrogated. As this girl kept chitter-chattering at him, his amethyst eyes dropped from her face to the headband gleaming on her arm. Too bright, too clean, too new. Definitely a genin.

Finally, he set his croquette back onto the plate and picked up a napkin to clean the grease off his fingers. "Village?" He smirked. "Them eyes on yer face just fer decoration er wut?"

He shouldn't be too mean. After all, Yugakure might still be called a Hidden Village, but these days, it was more of a tourist trap than a true shinobi stronghold. He wouldn't be surprised if such a young girl didn't recognize the insignia.

"Yugakure, if ya must know. N' yer from..." He leant forward, squinting at her armband again. "Ah! Taki. Ain’t that the place they bottle chakra like wine n' hand it out like candy?" Or so he's heard.

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for Boruto ༄ @bladedhunter

The station platform above New Town is a curiosity Fū soon maneuvers, keeping her eyes as high above the heads of passing villagers as she can. It isn't her first time in Konohagakure, but it is her first time traveling by Thunder Train.

Conspicuously snapping pictures on a handheld camera and loading the film between each shot, Fū takes long strides between storefronts, alternating between wingbeats and footsteps. It isn't long, however, before she loses track of her footing and nearly careens into the boy stepping out from the side street onto the main drag.

Although she's quick to catch herself with a hasty beating of her wings, she doesn't manage to lift her legs quickly enough to avoid accidentally kicking the side of his head, stumbling over him with a grimace.

"Oh- no, no, no- I'm so, so sorry!" she apologizes, worriedly chuckling. "I really didn't mean to do that-"

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☆ — Cooking and baking or experimenting generally with food are some of those things Fū has always been tentatively allowed to do with supervision but the final product is never very beautiful or polished. Always charitably 'rustic' or strange-looking, but only visually. With this being one of the few sensory activities that she successfully follows instructions to execute, flavor does matter. I can picture her making unthinkable quantities of candied citrus peels and each batch has to be separated because one of them is spicy and one of them was made with unfiltered sugar and one of them was made with refined sugar and one of them was made with cinnamon, etc., etc., etc...

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Lenticular Clouds

Altocumulus Lenticular clouds are stationary clouds that form mostly in the troposphere, typically in parallel alignment to the wind direction. They are often comparable in appearance to a lens or saucer. Nacreous clouds that form in the lower stratosphere sometimes have lenticular shapes

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"I'm going to grill so many veggies, it'll make you dizzy!!!"

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🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  add " + " to reverse the action.  )

❛  do you want to tell me about your day?  ❜ ❛  here, you look like you're freezing.  ❜ ❛  i love you just the way you are, and i'm here to remind you of that whenever you need to hear it.  ❜ ❛  i promise i'll always be here if you need me.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could take away all your pain.  ❜ ❛  i'll stand by you, no matter what challenges may come our way.  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you.  ❜ ❛  if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.  ❜ ❛  if you need someone to talk to i'm always just one phone call away.  ❜ ❛  it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to feel this way, we've all been there.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to lean on others for support occasionally.  ❜ ❛  just let me take care of you for a bit.  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have a place in my heart.  ❜ ❛  what do you need me to do to make you feel better?  ❜ ❛  you can always ask me for help if you need it.  ❜ ❛  you just relax and let me do the rest. you deserve a break.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hug.  ❜ ❛  you're always taking care of me so no it's my turn to return the favor.  ❜ ❛  you're not alone in this. i'm here for you, no matter what.  ❜

[ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders [ breaths ] sender helping receiver to calm down by using breathing techniques [ compliment ] sender complimenting receiver to make them smile [ cry ] sender offering receiver a shoulder to cry on [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift [ hand ] sender holding receiver's hand while they're walking [ hug ] sender pulling receiver into a tight embrace [ injured ] sender helping an injured receiver with everyday tasks [ jokes ] sender trying to make receiver laugh [ kindness ] sender surprising receiver with random acts of kindness [ massage ] sender giving receiver a shoulder massage to tend to their sore muscles [ patterns ] sender drawing random patterns on receiver's skin [ pillow ] sender offering receiver to use them as a pillow [ scars ] sender gently tracing receiver's scars [ sick ] sender bringing a sick receiver whatever they need ( food / medicine / etc. ) [ steady ] sender wrapping an arm around receiver's waist to steady them [ support ] sender quietly sitting down next to receiver to let them know they're there [ touch ] sender letting receiver know they're there through simple touch [ warmth ] sender pulling receiver into their arms to share body heat [ wound ] sender cleaning / bandaging receiver's wound(s)

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"but there is something that happens when you are told you are too much. you begin to ask everyone, "how small would you like me?""

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Her grin widens at that, her initial apprehensions beginning to slip away. Perhaps it's the residual excitement from the events of the Chūnin exams, especially coming down from the harrowing almost-end to events, or the thrill of finally having her own time to explore a new place; either way, it seems as though there isn't anything that could bring her mood down now.

"It's so nice to meet you, Aburame Shino," she says. Giving another eager look around the shop-lined street before staring back at Shino.

"I'm just here for a little while before going back to Takigakure." she explains, then introduces herself, adding, "I'm Fū—just Fū."

As a grateful gesture, Fū extends her dominant hand as the other braces the shoulder strap of the covered scroll at her back.

Sensing the approaching presence, Shino diverts his attention from the tea shop's menu just as the girl from the chunin exams waves at him. Fū, he recalls her name to be, not because she introduced herself to him but because he heard her name be said by the two men constantly following her like bodyguards. The reason why he is thinking of them as bodyguards is because usually, teammates don't really act this way. He could be wrong.

"I remember you, too." His insects immediately respond to the nature of the chakra inside Fū by crawling around his body - which he'll allow this time - as if she was housing insects as well. Her answer wasn't concluant on the matter, 'In a sense' isn't a 'yes'. "You are the 'in a sense' insect user." If she's secretly housing insects, they sure do feel very powerful.

"I'm Aburame Shino. I realize I hadn't introduced myself." He'll give her the chance to say her name before he accidentally says it and sounds like he's been spying. "Are you visiting Konoha?"

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Alienable ༄ for @sagemom

She'd never walked this far in one day. She'd never walked this far in her entire life. After days of searching, unwilling to give up, Fū is still determined to seek answers. In her mind, there was no better person to seek them from than one of The Legendary Sannin.

Years of isolated reading in the Takigakure archives and eavesdropping on the Jōnin, who often talked as if she weren't there, the conclusion at which Fū had arrived was this: if anyone had the power to undo her trappings, it would be Orochimaru.

Since sun-up, Fū had trekked through open grassland and into the forests of Otogakure at the far border of The Land of Fire, harnessing as much energy as she can to attune her senses. Having not made his acquaintance before, she knew such an undertaking would be difficult but she hadn't expected it to take her so long. Still, Fū doesn't relent.

Even though the sun now slips past the horizon, her worn soles march on through the forest between brief use of the wings at her back. Moving in the dark, she does eventually stumble upon what looks to be a shadow on the trail ahead.

"Hello?" she calls out, her eyes straining against the blue light of dusk to discern the figure ahead of her on the forgotten footpath.

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Macro photographs of butterfly and moth wings (2017) by: Linden Gledhill

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Head Full of Doubt ༄ for @infernumvox

Eerie silence behind her cuts through the rustling of leaves and the pounding of the pulse in her ears. Severed from Kegon and Yōrō, Fū cannot shake the sense of dread that overwhelms her, gripping at the muscles of each trembling limb as it threatens to hold her in place. She can hear the faint rush of footfall on the branches above but she can do nothing to stop it from coming, nor can she find it in herself to flee.

This sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach, this nauseating feeling of impending doom that makes her blood run cold and her vision blur, churns and claws at her insides like it's trying to squeeze the air from her lungs. She doesn't even realize how much she's shaking.

Frozen, she raises her arms defensively and fixes her gaze ahead. The figure clad in black is fast—unbelievably fast—and flickers in and out of her line of sight. Something about his chakra masks his intent. In and of itself, it feels ominous and horrible.

Clenching her jaw, Fū does everything in her power to snap herself out of this shock but, with the sound of a rustling thud not far from where she lost contact with her Jōnin companions, echoed by another, she knows for certain that she is alone and she is powerless in all directions.

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Chomei proceeds to buzz in Fuu’s head

[ PROCEEDS TO IGNORE HIM ] 💢