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send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

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{{ Holy shit, I'm semi-active again. Gonna try to be active here..... once again. }}

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{{ Hopefully this damn new year will make me proactive in rl and on this blog.... the last thing I want is to make more stupid attempts of revamping Sasuke blogs after blogs and failing cuz I'm so stubborn for more/new interactions. Man! I just wanna get back into RPing again, damn it! }}

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Happy New Years

Live JD Reaction:

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── ★✿★ ── This came out of left-field. Actually, the Uchiha felt conflicted for the first time - he didn't have any plans on seeking romance, any feeling for Sakura was out of that picture. So.... why right now after returning back? “ I'm not apposed to the offer, rather it's surprising reveal on me. So... what created this this mindset? ” ── ★✿★ ──

@sarcinatus started following you

“Sasuke…..we need to talk…….I want to go out on a date with you. Ever since the arm thing happened. We’ve been distant…I miss ou, babe.”,cue Naruto wrapping his arms around Sasuke.

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── ★✿★ ── A little sadden by that failed plan; despite everything planned out, who doesn't love surprises? Surprises and gifts to win a fair maiden's heart, being generosity, humble, respectable unlike a certain Hyuuga using his abilities for..... caveman personality. All while that's happening, a commotion was brewing outside, nearly dropping the little tool in the sink by someone's welcoming. “ My, my...~ Don't trip over yourself for me. The last thing on my mind is a queen's precious face ruined in marks.~ Anyways... don't mind me: fixing up this lovely face of mines. Apparently, someone didn't enjoy my somber moonlit surprise dinner plan... I thought it was a perfect choice. ” ── ★✿★ ──

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── ★✿★ ── Setting down an ice pack after planting it against that hand mark on his side cheek; after another unsuccessful make-out session offer felt flat. No matter. Sasuke always keeps spare tools for this, like hell - he's going out looking like a mess. In-front of a vanity mirror applying some ointment over the mark while humming a small tune. ── ★✿★ ──

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── ★✿★ ── Setting down an ice pack after planting it against that hand mark on his side cheek; after another unsuccessful make-out session offer felt flat. No matter. Sasuke always keeps spare tools for this, like hell - he's going out looking like a mess. In-front of a vanity mirror applying some ointment over the mark while humming a small tune. ── ★✿★ ──

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Steam enrolled from the hot cup, dark brown liquid slowly  swayed against the drinkware. Lightly blowing the heat away,  taking a light slip. His hair looked messy and his eyes showed  signs of grumpiness/half asleep (Even though, it’s everyday  grumpy for Sasuke.) this is much more threatening. 

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Mutuals that I haven't interacted with yet this is your invitation to come talk to me! Throw your muse in my inbox, tag me in a starter, or contact me to plot something!

Often times I follow back blogs and we never rp! Let’s change that!

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Stop. Training is over. Uchiha Sasuke is the victory.

Up next is---

The whistle blows and all. His hand once coated in bright, blue lightning pulsing around his straighten hand slowly faded away after attacking his opponent from Class 1-B knocking them down to the ground, immobilizing them. His classmates, 1-A, all stared dpwn at their new classmate. It wasn't long since he arrives to UA, a first impression: a downer one basically made a certain loud blonde hair's shit list. Something he never pay no mind.

── ★✿★ ── “ Come back when you impress me much better. ” ── ★✿★ ── He spoke up, after turning heels burying his hands inside the pants pockets, walking back to the bleachers.

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── ★✿★ ── A good training never hurt anyone, residing underneath a waterfall - letting the heavy droplets slam against his shoulders. Peace and Quiet. ── ★✿★ ──

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It's sinday! 💦 | Send my muse the dirtiest questions you can!

{ multimuse blogs please specify muse! }

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Send my muse "why does [NAME] call you babygirl?" for their reaction!

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That voice. He knows that voice from a mile awhile, however, in this condition was the last possible choice done on him.

Once approach, his face looked sweaty, a deep red crosses his face even his voice sounded hoarsely .── ★✿★ ── “ It's not too bad. ” ── ★✿★ ── A lie and a half. I can get up by myself, Sakura... His comment fell on deaf ears as his own body slowly gave up in strength resting against her, legs walking alongside hers quietly towards their shared bedroom. Once close-by, he sat on the silk sheets using the pillows as walls from how tired his entire body feels.

Maybe the second time of rejecting wasn't unnoticed, Sarada was enough to take care of... the last thing he wants is her to take care of him as well. A few coughs here and there, he heed her saying shakily lifting up his right arm in undoing his cloak, vest and gloves; discarding them onto the floor. He'll hit himself for them later on.

It was less warm than usual yet, more hotter, laying his side shoulder against the soft pillow, single bang covering over both eyes as heavy shaking breathing was heard in his range. Once Sakura returns with the items in hand, it took some time for him to even try to push his upper body which failed but, it was enough to grab the pills setting them in the corner of his mouth then grabs the glass. He let the water set in his mouth nearly throwing from the slight touch of the medical but, managed them to go down his throat.

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Midnight or past midnight, soft yet stumbled footwear slightly grates against the stone pathway, approaching his household. From outside, all light source were turned off indicating the individuals inside were asleep for a while. Knowing that the front door is shut and trying to wake up his family is off that menu despite his current condition, lifting up his right hand motioning close to his face before disappearing in a cloud of smoke just re-appear inside. Unfortunately that much motion made his head spin nearly stumbling over his own feet just trying to remove his shoes, using the wall as leverage.

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{ PSA }

I am willing to rewrite threads. Want to make our muses kiss for the first time but we’ve been there done that? Let’s do it again. Want to make your muse say this to my muse, but we’ve already been down that route? Do it again. I don’t care if we completely follow the same plot as before or we change bits and pieces of it. I really just enjoy writing with you!

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@hana-akari liked that Starter Call

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Midnight or past midnight, soft yet stumbled footwear slightly grates against the stone pathway, approaching his household. From outside, all light source were turned off indicating the individuals inside were asleep for a while. Knowing that the front door is shut and trying to wake up his family is off that menu despite his current condition, lifting up his right hand motioning close to his face before disappearing in a cloud of smoke just re-appear inside. Unfortunately that much motion made his head spin nearly stumbling over his own feet just trying to remove his shoes, using the wall as leverage.