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[quiet-kunoichi]

“ how am i supposed to bandage you up if you won't let me near you? “

[ Enemies To Lovers Injuries | @suck-my-tomato ]

Flames from their small campfire cast dancing shadows over the shallow cave wall, moisture glistening like molten amber. With only half of her face illuminated in the golden light of the flame, Kimiko glared hard at the Uchiha, feeling like a cornered animal -- threatened and feral. It felt unnatural to allow him to hold her trust; to cradle her injury and offer aide. The rogue assassin held onto her pride with a vice grip, and when her ill-tempered counterpart drew near with the offer to replace the seeping bandages of her wound, Kimiko practically lashed out with viciousness. It wasn't entirely unprecedented -- the Uchiha has been known to snap at her with his own sour attitudes in their month of travelling together. “How am I supposed to bandage you up if you won't let me near you?" It wasn't as though Sasuke had jumped to the opportunity of helping her, either. The begrudging offer came after spending the better part of an hour watching her struggle to reach the wound on her shoulder-blade; it was on the brink of infection at this point, and she was certainly no use to him if she was dead. When Kimiko had initially (and bitterly) insisted that she could 'do it herself', Sasuke responded with an incredulous scoff. She despised his snarky little attitude, and unfortunately for her thin patience, the Uchiha was sassy more often than not. By now he was merely fed up with watching her struggle; it was high time they wind down and rest for the night, seeing as they would have to cover much more ground at daybreak than he initially planned for. Admittedly, offering her this kind of help cost him a chunk of his own stoic pride. "I didn't ask for your concern, Uchiha." She retorts with some venom, no doubt in a sour mood (or more than usual) from the pain and maybe some embarrassment, too. The deep rumble of thunder rolled overhead, a crack of lightning lighting up the cave's interior in a flash of blue. The striking light cut hard angles into Sasuke's profile, and Kimiko felt a strange hiccup in her chest -- not entirely fear, but not entirely unlike it, either. Despite her headstrong stubborn behavior, Sasuke was in no mood to be refused. At this point, he considered knocking her out cold just to get the job done without all of this unnecessary effort. There was an electric-charged air between them, taut with a roiling tension that was only ever building, day by day. Both of them were privy to the presence of this unspoken thing, and neither willing to be the first to send it boiling over the edge. So when Sasuke seats himself behind her and gruffly grips the bare skin of her bicep to maneuver her back towards the flickering fire light, Kimiko grunts with displeasure but doesn't fight him off. Surprisingly enough, the Uchiha is actually rather gentle with the procedure.

[peachmusesa]

@suck-my-tomato / continued.

“Where are we going again?” Sasuke questioned from the bathroom as he was fixing up the final touches to his look, music ringing loud throughout Karin’s home from all the speakers she had set up. It was either about to be their typical night at a club or he was about to follow her to work for her one shift. Either way, it was always a good time. Upon exiting the bathroom, Sasuke was greeted by absolutely no one in the main living space which gave him a clue that she went to her room to get ready. He was very familiar with the layout of her place, and felt rather comfortable helping himself to one of the White Claws from her fridge before heading to see what she was up to. 

“So…We still going out?” He asked casually as he opened the can, seeing that she was no longer getting ready but now just relaxing on her bed with her ‘going out’ hair and makeup done but her outfit still the pajamas she was in when he first got her. Her answer was not what he expected and the Uchiha arched a brow at it but then slowly started to nod his head in agreement. “Put that your name is like.. Jessica or something basic.” He plopped himself down on the bed next to her, sitting on the edge where he can continue to drink but still offer her some guidance. “Jessica. 26 years old, a vet tech or some shit.”

Watching her fill in the bio, he wondered how many girls he matched with were doing the same thing that she was doing now and if his own Tinder account had been laughed at like they were about to do. That was a concern for another day though. “Your photos are too good to use, lets just google someone else’s.” He chimed in the second he saw her going to her camera roll.

" i dunno, " she says. she doesn't really feel like getting out and doing anything but she's half dressed anyways. she swings into the kitchen on the way into her room to grab a bottle of wine (red, always red wine), before moving towards her bedroom while he fixes himself up in the bathroom. not that he really had too, he was pretty as it is, the bastard that he was. she wished she looked as good as him without effort. he enters, and she glances up at him and swings a leg over hers, before she pats the bed space next to her and proposes her idea. " or we could do like karen. like with an 'e' instead of an 'i'. it's not the same but like -- " her hand waves in the air, " it's a generic white name. " she inputs the data - switching out the jessica for karen. puts herself down as a nurse -- guys love nurses. it's the costume. granted - she's not a nurse technically, but well this is a fake tinder profile anyways. " aw you think i'm hot, sasuke? that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me. let me get it on recording next time to shove into sui's face. ohmygod what if we find suigetsu on here. the bastard i bet we will. " while she rants about him -- she does as he says and googles 'random white girl' into google. " should i go for blonde or brunette? what do guys like better ? "

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He had in deed been thinking about it. It had felt like the other was distancing himself from him. He could pinpoint the reason why, of course. It was not a big secret. But he had not been able to say anything. But now it seemed almost as if they were too far apart now. Sasuke was almost avoiding him, and he didn't enjoy that. He had come to the conclusion he had to say something "You are?" The Hyuga had questioned, a hint of doubt for what the other had said in his tone.

"Then how come you are pulling away from me, if I am?" Neji asked, looking a little confused. He let out a sigh, turning his eyes to one side for a moment as he quietly thought to himself over it. But again he looked back to the Uchiha, watching them scrolling there phone most of the afternoon, he certainly knew that today was the day. But as Sasuke had put his phone down he dully watched the other with lavender tinted white eyes, listening to Sasuke talking, intently. He didn't say anything, just glanced to Sasuke's hand as it was held out to quiet him, before looking again to Sasuke's face. Though he soon looked to Sasuke's phone as the other spoke of catching up on all the time they missed since that night in the alley "Sasuke..." Neji had started gently, though quieted when Sasuke had again went on.

Nodding then "I understand. But..." He reached out toward the others phone, placing his hand over it "You seem distracted whenever we are together. Almost like you aren't even here...I miss us hanging out together." He explained pulling his hand away, frowning slightly "I forgive you...I know that's never going to take away the memories. But-- Is it eating you alive, still? Even at this moment?" He tilt his head a little bit, cold white eyes clearly assessing, trying to make sense of Sasuke's reasoning here "I feel father from you than we have ever been, right now. --I worry you might be pushing me away, unconsciously."

[thornstocutyouwith]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY <3 c:

Thanks~~ XD

[musaics]

“ oh yes , the past can hurt. but the way i see it , you can either run from it , or … learn from it. ” Says @suck-my-tomato​‘s Sasuke to Matsuko, selected from LION KING STARTERS.

“And you will choose to learn from it?”  Matsuko asks the Uchiha with a single raised brow.

So: This was the infamous Sasuke Uchiha.  The young man whom had crashed the Kage Summit and had been causing a ruckus for the Shinobi world for. . She wasn’t sure how long. The monster, the villain, the evil one.  Yes, before her she saw a man that had made many mistakes and behaved in ways that were dishonorable.  But a monster? A villain? An evil one? How could such things be said about someone trying to correct their wrong-doings? That was not the behavior of someone that was evil.  

To learn from mistakes, to be courageous enough to do so rather than to run— That was honorable.   That was Samurai.

A hum of amusement sounds in Matsuko’s throat as the faintest of grins crosses her lips.  “Ne, Uchiha-san. . “ She begins, warm eyes locking onto his.  “Just then, you sounded Samurai and not Shinobi.”

[chidorikiller]

       “You know, there are laws against loitering, Mr. Uchiha,” the gravity-haired police officer came up beside his former student, arms crossed, a sad smile on his face. He eyed the cigarettes on the ground. “--And littering.” He went to lean against the wall Sasuke was reclining against, hiding his concern with his mask. Kakashi had trained Sasuke back when the latter had been training at the martial arts dojo Kakashi worked at -- as a second job. Then when Sasuke’s parents had died, well, everything had gone downhill. // @suck-my-tomato​

[temporkarus]

       Some days were just slow and boring. Today was just one of those days. She’d already taken care of any of her side jobs and with so few customers in the shop, she was starting to wander into the realm of things she really shouldn’t be doing on the clock. Oh, well. She’s been here long enough to get away with it. Besides, not like the owners are here or that they have working security cameras.

       So, Sakura is going to do what any other bored worker might do. Paint her nails. She’ll just do one hand at a time. She’s deft enough to handle things one handed while it dries.

{ @suck-my-tomato asked for modern Sakura! }

[capteinoblivious2-archived]

@suck-my-tomato​ | the sound of your bow

Volleyball practicey was a breeze. The more often they trained, the better they became. Quite obviously. His days also went rather well. Sasuke’s popularity was still high, but he managed to keep himself at bay and ignore it. Sasuke probably ignored the blond as well and overall it was better this way. Sometimes they’d bump into another in the hall or in the gym, but Naruto tried to be civil. Sometimes he apologised and sometimes he didn’t, it depended on his mood. Either way, it just seemed a lot calmer and Naruto was feeling good about that. He decided to not give a damn about the raven, although the blond would feel incredibly angry whenever their eyes met. He really thought he was someone super special, huh? Every now and then when Naruto looked out of the window, he could see other guys approaching Sasuke ( word travelled very quickly through this school and the raven had brought it upon himself ) but for one reason or another they all left with sad faces. Sasuke was that unreachable hot guy everyone wanted, but the raven wanted nobody. That was at least what Naruto made of it.

Their last match for the high school tournament of their prefecture was successfull and Naruto was in a good mood, hence he decided to attend archery practice. He had skipped 2 weeks in a row and thought he had to make up for those times, but he should have never come all the way to the club ever again as cerulean orbs spotted the raven on the soft wooden ground. The girls were quietly cheering him on, while the guys simply watched him. He knew he shouldn’t---he really shouldn’t---but Naruto’s eyes didn’t leave Sasuke’s frame, his graceful stance, hand tugging on the string to his cheek before he let the arrow fly, hitting that red dot everyone wanted to hit at one time or another. He could feel the wind rushing through his hair, lips pressed into a thin line as the sound of the bow still echoed in his ears. “Huh...”

Before Naruto could say anything, the coach came over to greet him, handed him his bow, saying he had kept it well these 2 weeks. The blond certainly wasn’t their ace, but he almost always went to their team matches and filled in the 5th spot. But maybe they didn’t need him anymore, if the raven were to become their ace. The blond clutched his fist tightly, feeling this bitter aftertaste on his tongue. He knew Sasuke was much better, much more superior to him and while he could feel the anger, he could also see himself admiring the other boy. ‘ Nothing wrong with knowing someone is better ‘  his dad had said one time and maybe, maybe that was true.

[quiet-kunoichi]

[ Hazardous | @suck-my-tomato | tw; drugs, alcohol, sexual content ]

After an afternoon of wallowing in self-constructed misery, sifting through a shoebox of their old memories and scrolling through text messages, pictures and videos of a happier version of her past.. Kimiko wiped her tears and said ‘Fuck it.’ If Sasuke was insistent on fucking around with other girls and celebrating his single life mingling with horny strangers at stupid house parties.. Maybe she ought to let loose a little, too. So she had wiped her tears, touched up her makeup with a fierce black wing on her eye, and dressed down into something far more revealing than she was usually comfortable with. 

This time, she’d be sure to find a party that he wouldn’t be attending. It took a little longer to get there, and a little sleuthing over social media accounts of the seniors from last year, but Kimiko found herself at a true college party. Somewhere that no one would recognize her; she could be whoever the hell she wanted to be. And tonight, she wanted to be fun, reckless, and dedicated to seeking out some true pleasure. 

It was only an hour in, and Kimiko was having an absolute fucking blast. Each song that pumped through the speakers was better than the last, the drinks started mixing together not long ago and she was starting to forget about him. In fact, she was actually dancing - which is typically unheard of, but her blood is buzzing and her skin feels hot and tingly. She’s bubbly, giggly and feeling a tad flirtatious. She’s entertained the attentions of a select few different men, though admittedly their faces were beginning to blend together. Whatever. She doesn’t have much to lose, and to start feeling concerned now would only mean missing out on all of the fun they’d been promising. They brought her the drinks, offered her hits of home-rolled spliffs, and didn’t seem to mind sharing her with one another. What did she have to worry about? Little did she know that a couple of these men were stragglers of the Akatsuki crew. Ones she’d never met, and probably for good reason. Hidan in particular had recognized her the moment she walked through the door. Without the Uchiha holding her down, Kimiko seemed a lot more fun to play with - and he’d been scheming to take matters into his own hands, considering she clearly didn’t realize who he was or how he knew her. As it was, she was dancing with him right now. Large hands slid over the curve of her figure, slender fingers dipping into the front of her hips and pulling her backside against the stiff front of his pants. He felt incredibly different than Sasuke by his very nature: there was something about him that felt acutely dangerous. Unfortunately for Kimiko, that only served to pique her interest even more. Lips tickle the shell of her ear and she flinches with a giggle before listening to the hum of his words. “Want some water?” As soon as he mentioned it, she realized that her mouth was in fact very dry, her tongue a swab of cotton and stuck to the roof of her mouth. She nods, and he slips his grasp around her wrist to lead her out of the crowd and towards the kitchen. Ears ringing now with the absence of music as it faded to the background, Kimiko pulls her fingers through her hair and catches her breath. Hidan has his back to her, pouring a glass of water for his Little Red. Kimiko thinks to rummage in her shirt for her phone, but he turns back around fast enough that she forgets about it. Unbeknownst to her, the phone opened up Taka’s contact from her previous trip down heart-break lane, and began to dial up her old flame. “Here babe, drink up.” Hidan offers the glass and as she takes her first gulp, he presses up against her front, pushing her back against the countertop. She hardly has time to set down the glass before his fingers start to tease up the front of her mesh shirt, lips ghosting over her throat. “That tickles,” Kimiko giggles, writhing under his looming stature. “Does it now? What else will tickle you?” He purrs, and Kimiko slurs a playful warning, “Don’t even try it. I feel funny.” He chuckles, “Aw, and I thought you were fun.” Lips start to kiss at her neck, and Kimiko shudders. “I am fun.” She huffs, petulant and dizzy as she tries to blink away the swimming kitchen light.  “Are you ready to really get this party started, then?” He hums, the sounds of his kisses trailing toward her collarbone. She only replies with a little sigh, and he pulls back with a wry grin, pulling a little baggie from his back pocket. Inside were small little pills, and Kimiko had to squint to make them out. “What’s that?” She asks, but he cups her face and runs a thumb over her lower lip, tilting her chin toward the ceiling. “It’s a little pill that’s gonna make you feel like you’re on cloud nine, babe. Be a good girl, open your mouth. Unless you wanted to call the party off so soon, ne?”

[lightningbladed]

Every one and a while, Rin missed home. She tried not to think about it too much; she tried to tell herself that there was no going back, because she didn’t belong there. And besides, it wasn’t like she had any fondness left for the village. It was just... sometimes she still missed the people inside the village, despite their faults. She couldn’t help it. She was flawed too.

So in her travels, she was passing through a town, stopping to eat some sushi when she spotted Uchiha Sasuke. She knew his likeness because there’d been pictures of him everywhere at least some point in the past few years, when everyone and their mother had wanted him back in Konoha or dead. As far as she knew now, she thought he was aligned with the village again? So maybe he had some news. 

She didn’t think he’d recognize her, she had been pronounced dead long ago. So she sat down beside him. “Hey,” she said. “Sorry to interrupt you, but you’re Uchiha Sasuke, right?” Before he could think ill of her too much, she added, “I promise I’m not here for a fight or to bug you.” // @suck-my-tomato​

[lilaclioness]

“I did that to help you know what not to do.”

[ @suck-my-tomato ]

     Heaving for breath, Hinata takes a moment to regather herself. When Kurenai suggested crossover training with the other rookie teams…this isn’t exactly how she pictured it going. Her own teammates are tough on her, sure…but also have a tendency to ease up quickly if she’s struggling.

     Sasuke isn’t giving her that same buffer. For once…she feels like she’s being taken more seriously.

     Once her lungs calm, she stands straight, expression determined. “I-I understand,” she offers, grateful that he isn’t coddling her. His taijutsu is completely different from Kiba’s, and facing another style is making her improvise. Deciding she needs to take this a bit more seriously herself, she lets chakra flood to her eyes to activate her dōjutsu.

     The Byakugan flares, keirakukei bulging with excess energy. It might not do all that the Sharingan can do…but maybe it will help her see and react a little better.

     “Please, d-do not ease up for my sake, Sasuke-kun. If I’m going to get stronger…then I have to be challenged…!” She assumes the classic Hyūga stance, knees bent and palms ready to deliver a blast of chakra if (and when) she manages to make contact. Focus hardens her expression, watching him closely. Hyūga and Uchiha…two of the village’s strongest clans. She can’t let herself hesitate. 

     “L-let me try again!”

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[tsuyokuma]

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            Mayu notices his reaction--or lack thereof when she pauses in the middle of talking. She had spent the past minute or so boasting about her skills, does he dare underestimate her? What’s the point of bragging if the other person couldn’t be bothered to listen? His apathy struck a nerve with her. Crossing her arms, she glared at the other.

                          ❝ what ? you still think you’re better than me ?                                                even with that meager sword ? 

                                whatever , you’re boring anyway. ❞

                          She tried to collect whatever was left of her pride,                                         Just who does this guy think he is?! 

[notasliceoflife]

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He had liked her, but not like that. Not in the way he could see Sasuke might be thinking he would have liked Tenten. Was Tenten interesting, good looking, and attractive? Of course she was. He was aware of these things. But that did not mean he had a magnetism with her. For him it was just a talk with one he had known for so many years now. Neji and Tenten had hung out recently, after a decently long amount of time apart. So she had taken advantage of it and took many pictures. Which Neji had thought would be nice to show Sasuke. Clearly he thought wrong, it would seem. At the comment on the ice skating pictures he nodded, giving a solemn look "Yes. It was fun. I don't usually get to hang out with the others that often." He glanced down briefly. Though not wanting to let Sasuke see how much he might have hurt him he looked back up, keeping the emotions displayed on his face looking entirely neutral "Do you go ice skating?" Neji then asked.

But his question of the others jealousy the next moment had seemed to get the other males attention more. Neji glanced Sasuke over, the neutral expression remaining on his face as he took in the little actions Sasuke was making. The 'no' certainly a lie in contrast with the Uchiha's expression "Oh." The Hyuga simply just stared at the other in quiet then. Though Sasuke had relented in the next couple of moments, as we expected. Blinking, Neji lift his head up slightly, trying not to get too smug in his knowing the other so well. With their confession voice Neji exhaled sharply "You could have gone with us, I guess. Seems to have escaped me however to ask if you wanted to." Though with Sasuke's current state of mind these days, he should have taken up the responsibility, as the older party. To make Sasuke feel welcomed to come along. Maybe they could have invited others and made a day of it. Neji thought that would have been good for their group.

At the coldness Neji lowered his head back to normal height and just watched Sasuke for a long moment. He wasn't going to blame them. Clearly Sasuke had been having another hard day and he had just rubbed in the others face how much fun he was having, while Sasuke had been doing something that clearly wasn't making him happy today. Reaching out toward the tea he lift it up to his mouth and sucked from the straw, not giving in. The other could mope all they wanted "This show is a good pick, Sasuke. Is this what you've been watching over the weekend? What did you do this weekend?"

[bitiing]

@suck-my-tomato asked:    ❝  surreal horror is often successful at changing the way you look at the world.  ❞

doki doki literature club╰    *  tw.

    Sometimes Karin wasted time wondering what it was like before the night the entire Uchiha Clan was murdered. It was not Konoha’s political situation that mattered — they could all go to hell — but what little Sasuke was in his essence. The chakra gave no clues, always dense and dark, getting worse by the day... Maybe that was the reason she thought about the past so much. It could help her fix things, somehow bring the good part back and abandon the Itachi issue and all that shit. Seeing a person you love being consumed by hate and not doing anything to stop it was horrible, and hearing those words from his mouth showed that time was running out.

   Crimson eyes studied his expression, searching for something other than the cold tone in his chakra. Sasuke was not indifferent when talking about that damn night, even subtly. ❝ A lot of things can change our worldwide, but it’s true that something horrible makes the most impact. ❞ The sounds and smells of the hospital jumped to mind, her mother’s body under a sheet, her arm covered with bite marks. This is not the right time for this, Karin. ❝ And then something good can come and help you regain hope. You know, a little act of kindness becomes a chance to start over. ❞ Would Sasuke know what she was talking about? Did he remember their first meeting in The Forest of Death? The little smile he gave after saving her life was like an oasis in the midst of the sparse desert. She never forgot that smile.