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                                                 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐈𝐑

hiiii, it’s me…. poloma, so i accidentally deleted my blog ( moonsmemoir ) like a total idiot and i panicked and quickly made this blog. i contacted tumblr support and i’m waiting on their reply, but in the meantime it’s safe to assume that blog is gone. i have some queued replies, but if we have have threads that you’ve drafted can you please copy and paste my reply to me so i can post it and tag you! this IS safe to reblog, i’d actually like it if you could so i can find all my mutuals. i’m so sorry, i’m an idiot, but oh well, rip. if tumblr support doesn’t respond within a day i’ll just stick to this blog and do it up, but until then i’m just going to vibe on this account and try and find my mutuals and collect my things together!!!

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I’VE MOVED !

so the time has finally come and i have created my blog and gotten it done up a little! i have my carrd up with my rules, muse list, etc, though muse’s bios still need to be done and will be worked on before replies are sent out. all my muses have been sent over, including sakura and i’ve moved around primary and secondary muses and put some into request only. i think i’ve contacted all my ship partners and mutuals who i’m currently writing with and transferred all my drafts over there. so my new blog is ( @serenelysealed ) there’s a new interest tracker up too, new carrd, i’m starting fresh! so feel free to give that a follow if you want to continue writing or begin writing with me!

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i have a url ya’ll its time

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i would have made the blog sooner if i didn’t have to think of a decent blog username

i am digging through my peabrain rn

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ANOTHER GODDAMN UPDATE BECAUSE I HAVE DONE A BIG THINK !

so i’ve decided i will indeed be making a new mumu and moving sakura onto the same blog. i will be cutting down two muses depending on how i feel when i make the blog. so for now i will focus on getting this new blog up and get tags and stuff sorted out and getting in touch with everyone i have ships with and interact with to talk about transferring threads over to the new blog or dropping them and starting new ones, etc! it’ll definitely be a low activity blog because i have a habit of forcing myself to do things when i clearly just dont have the energy

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so like this for me to hit you up in ur im’s or discord if we have each other 

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so like this for me to hit you up in ur im’s or discord if we have each other 

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bc im kinda unsure of what to do here imma focus on replies over on @lovelyhashiraa 

im thinking of making an entirely new multimuse blog and cutting down on my muses and starting new threads ( i may continue ones i really like ) 

but for now i am here to plot and to chat bc i miss talking to people

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thinking of moving sakura onto here to avoid the stress 🤔

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asaraltu​:

@overthehcrizon​ – ;

He couldn’t help but be charmed by how lovely the girl was, the first Uchiha to be born after the massacre. An emblem of hope in their clan, his descendant he was proud to see. Why, even from afar, she reminded him of his own daughter, Erika, even if not in appearance. That same sharpness she seemed to inherit from her technical great-grandmother, he realized with a soundless chuckle. On a mission on behalf of the village, he was sure, as Madara himself was a frequenter of the Lightning Daimyou’s court where his grandson reigned, currently. The Lightning Country’s capital where Team Konohamaru had been sent as a liaison between itself and the village. 

Though, for now, he waited for the girl to take notice. Madara knew it might be odd if a once-great threat were to suddenly approach, even if they were family.

        Their missions nowadays seemed to be more chaotic than one could imagine. What was initially supposed to be a D-rank mission could easily, and most often would, turn into a B or even A-rank mission. A series of events always led them to fight for their lives when they were supposed to just be finding an old ladies lost cat. This mission was a little easier for the Uchiha, she had a way with her words, so things had gone quite smoothly. With the mission over quite easily, Sarada had been chatting to their sensei, Konohamaru, when she felt an elbow collide with her rib before hearing the annoying voice of Boruto. 

        He had pointed out the rather intimidating, looming gaze of a long-haired ravenet, a man with the same dark eyes as her and her father. It didn’t take her more than a few seconds to recognise the man. Uchiha Madara. Her great-great-grandfather ( or something like that ), the man who had caused a lot of problems during the war. Excusing herself from her team, much to Boruto’s dismay and panic, she wanders over and stands proudly before him. “Why are you in the land of lightning?”

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hellooo, here’s a lil update!!!

i don’t want to go ahead and say i’m back fully but i’m on sometimes and looking on the dash and sending out asks. i may delete stuff in my ask box and delete some of my drafts to make easing back into writing not overwhelming since i have a pea brain. 😖✋🏻

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INDEFINITE HIATUS

idk im tired, have no motiation to write or be on, and don’t talk to anyone anymore. so ig i had it coming. anyway if any of ya’ll need me or want to talk to me for whatever reason i’ll drop my discord below ( mutuals only tho pls ) so yeh!!! bye!!!

dicord: mourningmoon#5165

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hiiiii

so i dipped for almost a week 🤪✌️

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@sinsofshinobi           plotted ; for inoichi !

       Would this really be how she went? Ino had survived the war, she was a known hero for her participation and her actions throughout the war. So to die now would be shameful, to her at least. The blonde had been asked to travel to Sunagakure and deliver some herbs for the medical department there. She had travelled there, stayed a day and set back out to travel home early the next morning. Only, around an hour into her travels, Ino had fallen victim to an ambush and had been robbed of all her money and weapons and left severely beaten. It was night now and she had managed to crawl her way to a tree, but her consciousness was blurring, and the next thing she knew her body went limp.

      Darkness swallows her up, a mucky fog clouding her mind as she slips... somewhere else. For some reason, she assumed that she’d remain in darkness, but almost instantly she was met with a blinding white light, causing her to squint and cover her eyes. “Huh...?” Confusion settles upon her as she realises she no longer felt any pain and no longer had any injuries. Moving slowly to her feet, pale blue hues scan the area, unsure of where she was. And what happened.

     “Hello!? Is there anyone there...?” Calling out, Ino tries to maintain positive, but even she knows something isn’t right. “... Am I dead?” The words slip by her lips in horror. She can’t be dead─ she had so much to do. The war was just over and she and Sakura had plans, they were going to open a clinic for children’s mental health. There was so much to do... she can’t be dead, right?

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Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds.

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fistsbled​:

matatabi    talks    about    her    siblings    .                      perhaps  lee  knew  more  about  the  other  bijuus  than  their  jinchuriki  did  .                he  knows  the  feeling  of  two  other  tailed  beasts  being  in  konoha  ,  it  seemed  jinchuriki  felt  that  ,   other  shinobi  didn’t  .         how  else  could  he  miss  the  tremendous  chakra  of  kurama  before  ,  or  the  steaming  power  of  kokuo  .                     tenten    let’s    out    a    warning    cry                      lee  ,  very  uncharacteristic  of  him  ,  stands  there  as  if  frozen  in  place  .       not  because  he’s  taken  aback  by  her  impressive  speed  ,  it’s  the  familiarity  in  the  feeling  that  overwhelms  him  .        that  seemingly  unending  power  coming  from  this  women  .               is    that    her    .    .    ?                       the  hidden  jinchuriki  .        he  feels  the  wetness  ,  the  overwhelming  heat  .         that’s  kokuo  -  san’s  essence  ,  just  like  matatabi’s  was  the  blazing  flames  .                ❝    wait    !!    ❞

lee  chases  after  her  .              he’s  leaving  tenten  behind  ,  runs  into  the  woods  .       to  abandon  his  training  like  that  was        disrespecting    his    efforts      ,  lee  knew  that  .     and  he’d  punish  himself  appropriately  later  on  .            BUT    THIS    WAS    TOO    IMPORTANT               admittingly  he  wanted  to  meet  the  gobi  more  than  he  desired  to  meet  it’s  jinchuriki  ,  matatabi  spoke  so  fondly  of  kokuo  .          but  to  meet  another  who  was  like  him  .         someone  who  could  understand  the  hateful  stares  .       lee  wanted  that  .                              ❝    you’re    like    me    ,    aren’t    you    ?!    ❞

       The call for her to wait is ignored and she continues to move with the child in her arms, unable to fathom that this day has come. She had been here for months and had managed to avoid both him and the little orange-clad boy effectively. It’s not until she hears him once more that she comes to a halt, the little boy in her arms peering up at her in confusion. You’re like me, aren’t you? Her heart aches a little and she turns to look over her shoulder with a disheartened frown, sighing with defeat.

      “Give me a moment,” she mutters quietly before turning and setting the young child onto their feet. Using the sleeve of her kimono she dabs under their eyes and tells them to run and go to the other teacher who came into sight a few moments ago with the entire class. Once the young child nods and scampers off, Chiasa waits until the class turn and make their way out of the forest. Only when she knows for certain it is only she and the boy, she turns back to him.

      Her arms move to her sides and she is able to feel her anxiety rise. “I don’t think so...” She finds herself replying quietly, sadly looking from herself to the young jinchuuriki. She was an adult, he was a child. To think there was jinchuuriki so young... it saddened her. “I don’t think we’re alike at all. But I know you’re referring to being a jinchuuriki.” Heavying a sigh, this would be the first time she has verbally admitted to being the jinchuuriki for the five tails. “Yes. Yes, we’re both jinchuuriki. But our circumstances are vastly different, I must keep this a secret. I’m sure you can understand this, but... no one in this village knows I’m one. No one aside from myself, Kokou-san, the now-deceased Han, and the village of Iwagakure know. So I’m asking you to please keep this a secret.”

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plotting call !