#believe it

[ringosmistress]

[williefresh]

Sage

[lousydrawingsforgoodpeople]

[revasserium]

Hewwo Rain! May I request "Close your eyes with Sasuke?" Ty bby!

reqs are open! :)

98. close your eyes

sasuke; 871 words; fluff and reflection u__u bc sasuke needs and deserves both those things

it has always been more difficult to see with eyes like his.

some people call it a blessing, but many more call it a curse — once, when he was still young enough to wonder, he’d wondered why sharingans always burn red. red like blood, like lust, like fire and rust and —

like that tainted moon had shone, huge and bright and unrelenting, on the night his brother shattered everything he’d ever known.

“hey… whatcha thinkin’ there?”

“hm?” sasuke looks up, his gaze falls on you.

you motion to his head with a knowing smile, the steam rising from both your ramen bowls. he looks down, and back up again, wondering if you really are wondering.

“i… nothing.”

“y’know… you’ve never been a good liar. even when we were kids.”

he stiffens, and then, he softens back into his seat with a helpless laugh, a thing that’s more breath than laughter, but still… you’ve been calling it a work in progress. his body relearning the meaning of joy, the weight and shape of laughter as it settles on his tongue. like a muscle that’s atrophied, you’d said, like a limb weak from disuse.

“you say that like it’s a bad thing.”

you smile at him, brilliantly.

“it’s not! it makes life much easier for me.”

he leans down to take a large slurp of ramen, letting the hot broth work it’s way down his throat, blossoming in buds of warmth down the center of his chest till it takes root in the base of his stomach. it sends tingles cascading through all his limbs, makes his toes curl in his sandals, the skin beneath his lashes catch in color as he feels the heat beneath his skin.

you are still watching him, and sometimes he wonders what you see, with those sharp eyes of yours. you’d always been good at watching, at seeing, at understanding what you saw. much better than he’d ever been.

“i was thinking… about why the sharingan is always red.”

you blink at his answer,

“oh…”

“i… used to wonder, as a kid.”

“what made you stop? wondering… that is.”

he looks back down at his bowl, at the slices of pork belly and revolving narutomaki’s.

he allows himself a smile.

“i figured… if that answer was meant to be mine, it’ll find me some day. all the things that i’ve ever really… needed… have found me eventually… no matter how hard i tried to run away.”

he feels the weight of your eyes shift from his face to the empty sleeve where his left arm should be and he shakes his head.

“ah… sorry. forget it.”

later that night, when you’re both back home and the lights are off, you turn to face him in bed, admiring how the moonlight sets an almost unearthly glow to his face, how it seeps into his skin like milk.

“sasuke?”

“hm?”

he opens his eyes; they spin like twin pools of blood in the dark.

you smile.

“i think… the sharingan is red because… that’s the color of love.”

he frowns, but he doesn’t interrupt you.

“because… love comes in so many forms — in lust, and greed, and passion… and hatred too. that’s a kind of love as well… you have to love someone enough to hate them. otherwise… you just wouldn’t care, right?”

sasuke shifts closer, his hair an inkstain on the pillows around you.

“i think… i like that.”

“good. because that’s what im choosing to believe.”

he grins, soft and steady, and then, he reaches our his hand to trail a finger along your cheek.

“see? the answer came to me, didn’t it?”

you crinkle your nose.

“yeah, because you asked at dinner!”

“i’ve been asking for a very long time… this is the first time the answer has come… and i’m glad it came from you.”

he presses his forehead to yours and you feel his lashes flutter against your cheek.

beneath the covers, you feel him reach for you, his grip still a bit too tight, almost as if he’s unsure of your existence, that he’s grounding your realness in his touch, and his touch alone. you reach down to lace your fingers with his, smiling as you meet his eyes, your noses nearly brushing.

“i’m not going anywhere… i promise.”

“and i’m not either… promise.”

you grin at his answer, reaching up your free hand to brush at his eyelids.

“good. then close your eyes… and let’s get some sleep, hm?”

he closes his eyes, and you watch as his body relaxes into the mattress. you wonder what he dreams of — if he spends his sleeping hours wandering the recesses of his memory, chasing down answers to questions he’d never been brave enough to ask out loud.

you wonder if he ever dreams of the future, of one that’s filled with more questions and answers, but also the promise that you’ll find them together.

and, from the way he pulls you closer, murmurs goodnight against your cheek, that he probably does.

[in-sufficientdata]

Gene Roddenberry in the 1960s is to Joss Whedon in the 1990s as Gene Roddenberry in the 1990s is to Joss Whedon in the 2010s

[m0tiv8me]

If you’re on mobile close one eye tilt your phone back and look at the screen from the bottom to read the message.

[dr-senpai13]

Naruto reference

[seikotakai]

Hashirama and Madara will have quite a large lovely family!  Got this idea one day after playing Tekken 8 with my boy Jin Kazama wearing Hwoarang's clothes.  Madara looks so cute and handsome wearing Hashirama's kimono.

Madara Uchiha and Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto

[purpledisastertwin900]

Things Every Homeschooler Should Know Before They Go To College:

You belong there. You’re smart enough <3

[walshball]

I’ll write novels about it in the morning but for now rest assured that this IS stargirl and she EILL be getting more flowers in 2024

[evilhorse]

Trinity Angels #2

[chronicallyuniconic]

You know you're forever-ill when you don't feel anything about not having a career or being where you want to be in life. I'm actually just happy for them, in the numbest presenting way.

That doesnt mean today has been any less. I've had a hard time with my symptoms all day. The bully that lives inside me. Trying to ignore them makes it worse. Pushing through makes sensory overload even worse. The pain gets worse. The fatigue gets worse.

It's another day of the same but today I'm just sad that it's this same old. No way out. Trapped. Fed up. Isolated feelings. Probably won't get better, only worse- type thoughts. The added mental torture and torment is oxygen to the flames.

But I'm happy for you.

[arisingsun]

[quill-pen]

It's always the sexy stuff

Brain: Hey. Me: Yo. Brain: So, I have an idea for you. Me: ... Okay--shoot. Brain: So Ebenezer and Bess. Me: Yes? Brain: Bess tells Eb she has a surprise for him. Me: Oh, okay, this is gonna be a spicy one then probably, right? Continue. Brain: She walks out from behind the changing screen in nothing but high-heels, silk stockings with a garter belt, and a VERY transparent lace wrap. Me:OH-HOMYGOSH--That is DEFINITELY spicy! WAIT... did we just kinda figure out how do to sexy Victorian lingerie? Brain: More or less? Me: OMG--SEXY VICTORIAN LINGERIE!!! Brain: SEXY VICTORIAN LINGERIE!!!

[ssreeder]

I did read the recent chapter! I enjoyed it immensely, im a sucker for cuddles. Though i kept sitting there thinking, Theyre being so sneaky and for what? Im sure Toph knows he's in the house 👀 At least the second time iirc, they were all still in the house lol

I honestly look forward to the storm coming, even if it makes me anxious cause I actually thrive in chaos. Heh

Have a wonderful day!

-Scroll anon

Hahaha they are playing Blue & Red spirit duhhhh. But nahhh seriously the sneaking around is mostly because Zuko hasn’t really been open with anyone about his relationship with Sokka. (not that he has had much time to tell anyone because he’s been dying constantly) so Sokka is giving him the space to have that conversation without exposing them.

I also think Sokka isn’t rushing to say anything on his side either because ummm he just got done lying to everyone and Suki is mad at him and yeah I doubt he wants to be like “oh btw I’m in love with Zuko and I kind of need him to function hehehe)

No matter what, nothing is keeping them apart, so sneaking around for now is what it is haha. Don’t worry I’m sure SOMEONE *cough* Toph is very aware of what’s happening & next chapter some other people start to catch on too.

Zuko better hurry up & tell his Uncle.