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plotted starter. ✿ @bladedhunter / sasuke !
After telling Sarada to not wander too far away, Sakura is now turning her attention back to the boxes in front of herself. Seated on the floor, she resumes taking out her medical books to set on the floor beside her, then sifts through the box again to take out her personal set of clothes, all neatly folded, to repeat the same action. This whole box has some of her belongings that she'd brought from her apartment to move into the house her ... husband got for them and their little family in the Uchiha estate as of recently.
Husband. Sakura thinks it's unbelievable that she's now able to link him with such a word. He has always been 'Sasuke-kun' to her: Sasuke-kun, her crush; Sasuke-kun, the most popular boy in the academy; Sasuke-kun, the one who told her 'thank you' before he left that one day. Now, he's Sasuke-kun, her husband, the man she has a daughter with. Now, she's sitting here in their home, unpacking their things in their master bedroom together to officially start their new life as family. The thought makes her heart warm, irrevocably warm and full of affection.
❛ Sasuke-kun, ❜ she begins, looking over at him at his own set of boxes, ❛ I was thinking we could set up the bed behind me so that we can set up Sarada's crib in the corner next to the dresser. I think the extra room down the hall could be her bedroom when she's older, but it's better to let her sleep with us while she's still a baby. ❜ The movers just dropped off more of the furniture for the living room, all of it still waiting for them at the entrance, and she remembers the crib should be among that pile.
She happily watches Sarada crawl towards him. ❛ We could put her crib near your side since she really likes your company. It might help you bond more! ❜ It's a gentle tease, because she likes seeing him spend time with Sarada. There is just something very endearing about it, watching him be awkward and even dorky all because of a baby. After their travels together, just the two of them, Sakura has seen, little by little, several sides of Sasuke that she hardly saw back when they were younger. It's nice, having a reminder that Sasuke is human.
Setting the last of her clothes aside, she stands up to walk over to join him and Sarada, beaming. ❛ Anyway, I'm done with my things now. Need any help? ❜
#bladedhunter#( ✿ ❛ hope is anew. ┊ post-war verse. )#i hope this is ok !! lmk if you want anything tweaked ! I AM EXCITED !!!!
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Itachi sets down a birthday cake, one he's painstakingly baked and decorated himself, giving Shisui a warm smile. "Happy birthday, Shisui," he says softly. "I hope you have a wonderful day. Whatever you want, it's yours."
"Amaterasu! Your cake reached me. Amazing! It came to the afterlife. Thank you, Itachi. But please do not be hasty to come here, live! I will wait for you here. Mhhh..this cake is out of this world!
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" You know, I really don't like comin' o'er here, " Suigetsu drawls with a sigh and a groan and all disagreeing sounds he could make as he walked along the dirt path into Konoha's heart.
Something about this place perturbed him. Never did liked it, never will like it, that much he was sure.
" Whatever, wherever, or whoever we're doing better be worth it, " he lulls over to Sasuke, " I got work 'n shit to do back at the lab. "
♥ for starter — @bladedhunter
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@bladedhunter liked for a little starter
Coming across rogues in a mostly rogue oriented town was no surprise. Alas so long as no one kicked up a fuss things tend to be fairly peaceful around here if very shady. As talented as Jiraiya is he can’t exactly out do a whole gaggle of rogues if he picks a fight. But it’s good for information and getting on the latest for where certain people are moving. Jiraiya watches as a certain person walks into the bar. Blonde and his type. Alas they’re part of enemy group number one so the most he can do is strike up a friendly conversation. He finishes his drink before taking a seat across from Deidara. “Cards?” He offers as he pulls out a deck from his pocket. “Or are you jut here for the food?”
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we can never be gods, after all - but we can become something less than human with frightening ease [...] the knives that will slaughter heaven, our heads bloody but unbowed [...] for ours is a fate worse than death...
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 ( @bladedhunter ) ━ ❛ Stay. ❜ ~ Hinata to Neji ?????!!!!!
Paranoia had always been a close ally to him, ever since he was old enough to truly understand the word, it had become an ever present entity in his life. And as a shinobi it was an asset, keeping him on his toes and preventing many dire situations from transpiring. And yet the one time he had pushed it away, the one time he had left the Hyuuga estate despite his mind telling him to stay, something like that had happened.
Attempts on his cousins’ life were not new, his father being one of the causalities of one of these attempts many years ago, even so Neji could never truly be prepared for the fear it awoken inside of him. Learning that once again there had been an attempt to kidnap Hinata, to take her away from them and steal her eyes was horrifying. Not simply because of the assault but because…to harm such a genuinely good person was just despicable.
Him being away from home while that happened caused him to drown in guilt. He had sworn to protect her — had sworn to give his life for her, and yet when she had needed him, he was not there for her. Yet again Neji had failed Hinata. After making her suffer for so long in his childish stupidity, he had once again failed to keep his promise.
Neji was unable to sleep, patrolling through the compound, eyes all-seeing as he scanned through the outer walls. He’d not allow such a thing to happen again. Still, his wandering lead him to his cousin’s room, shame and guilt overwhelming him as he thought of Hinata once again in the hands of people who would harm her. Slowly Neji slid the door open, as silent as a owl mid flight, he walked inside and gazed upon the seemingly sleeping girl.
She had not been harmed or so he was told, but he figured such a happening would tire anyone. Looking at her soothed him slightly, and he sighed, he had to get better — get stronger so he could truly keep her safe. As he turned to leave, Hinata’s sweet voice struck him.
❛ Hinata-sama… ❜ he whispered, turning around to look at her. Neji had half a mind to look embarrassed, almost shy at being caught during one of his paranoid and protective episodes. ❛ I did not mean to wake you. ❜ The older shinobi apologized but acquiesced to her request. He could never deny her, after all.
Kneeling by her bed, he searched her face for injuries, signs that she was in pain. It would kill him to see her hurt, his memories of the chunin exams haunted his every dream, he did not ever want to see her like that again. ❛ How are you feeling? ❜
#𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 . in character . hyuuga neji#bladedhunter#worried neji ;ccc#i hope this is okay uwu
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Itachi will help stop the chickens.
"Are they yours? Please get them out of my garden! The reason is because they are eating my friends!" He doesn't care if this is the Uchiha Itachi right now, if the man wants to take the chickens, Shino will gladly take the help. These birds are not cooperating and Shino would never hurt innocent animals!
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@bladedhunter
FROM THE START --- there had been a gravitational pull that the jinchuuriki couldn't help but be drawn to, their surroundings completely blurred except for the silhouette of [ that teme ]. How did Sasuke manage to have such a hold on him ( every part of him )? Naruto had allowed his feelings to overpour from the core of his being the night prior, blurting out what he thought Sasuke would just shrug off. It had taken [ everything ] for the young blond to contain himself but everything just slipped out when they had a quiet moment to themselves.
Naruto went home the HAPPIEST man alive once his outburst was... recognized and given the response he had hoped for. With their history, he had been ready to receive whatever unknown came to him.
But now --- here they were.
Naruto tried his best to not be completely captivated by the Uchiha right off the bat, grasping onto his hand and beginning their 'walk' towards what his idea of a date might be.
❝ Oi... Let's go this way. ❞
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@bladedhunter Deidara lands in front of Itachi, having jumped off a clay bird that promptly explodes in the air above them. As the air around them kicks up, Deidara fishes out of his pouch an envelope, handing it to Itachi. "Heh, did some digging, figured out it's your birthday." It's another photo of Sasuke. Deidara's managed to capture a photo of him smiling, just a little, with his teammates.
Why are you so obsessed with my spare eyes,
ㅤis what he should have said. In fact, what he should have done, all those months back when, for some reason, the organization decided to celebrate something as unnecessary as Valentine's Day, was to indeed take the first photo and rip it in half and set it on fire. There's no one to blame for the current state of affairs other than Itachi himself, and so he shall own up to his mistakes.
Ideally, never let them happen again.
ㅤYet here he is, accepting the new photograph; relieved that, at the very least, the dark shadow overcoming the crimson sea of his eyes can be blamed on the miniature dust storm Deidara kickstarted with his triumphant entrance. Quick to make it disappear into one of the many pockets he keeps by the inner part of his black-on-red-clouds coat.
«Thank you.»
#bladedhunter#[verse] it's a perfectly dead passion#...he really just had to make the entrance didn't he lmao#love that for him#but also not the photo of sasuke's smile 🥺
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Kakashi drops by Iruka's office. "You know, I wouldn't mind dating you," he says, nonchalantly, a smile under his mask. Hands in his pocket, a little quirk of a smile, he's trying to make it semi-clear it's more than a wouldn't-mind sort of thing.
At first he wanted to sigh, because he wasn't surprised Kakashi would poke fun at a situation like that and make a little joke. He looks up from his work though, about to comment, when he takes the other in.
"You're... not just poking fun." He sets his pen down, tilting his head. "Why?"
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plotted starter for @bladedhunter
A retired detective is all that he is now, nothing else is left. He lost his job because he was too blind to see the truth or refused....from his troubled thoughts a melodic voice shook him back to reality. And reality is that his life is good if we take the sad fact that he can not be the face of the law ever again. He has it all, house on the spot he always wanted big yard peace, and the one he loves and the one that loves him the same. He has more than some people would ever have.
"Well, you look awfully miserable Shisui?" Said the melodic voice, that stirred Shisui from his troubled mind, that sometimes invented problems when they were not there. Shisui has spent the entire morning picking apples. Their big apple tree was full of red apples, the redness could be spotted from the road ahead. Shisui was still young and chores like these were nothing to him. Shisui was home alone, he had been alone for months. While his beloved was sent away with a special police unit.
Itachi was home, in one arm he had his bag, and on his face still rested the mask. Shisui hugged him whispering welcome home. Then he took off Itachi's mask, landing the first kiss against his brow, respect, and friendship, then on the lips declaring his deeper feelings. After all, that friendship bloomed into love, and that friendship is responsible for all this happiness. No, this is all thanks to you dearest Itachi, that day you had more courage than I will ever have. Shisui thought.
"Me a house what? A housewife? Only if you want to detonate your own house" Shisui's own words. Now he was just that a domesticated, caring, sensitive.....
"Come you must be tired, I will fix you a bath, while you tell me how it was," Shisui said taking Itachis's bag and walking him into the house.
With Itachi's help, Shisui moved their table from the veranda to the pleasant shade of their apple tree. Soon lunch was on the table, and they ate and laughed together. And Shisui was grateful for every second and for every minute of this happiness.
Itachi was sitting on the veranda while Shsiui combed his long hair, A few strands were still wet but combing and the sun made hat black silk dry. Shisui smiled cuddling his side of the face to Itachi's.
"Tell me how it was this time?"
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Sasuke vc: "Grueling." || @bladedhunter
" Speak for yourself, Captain Brood. I think love is great. "
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@bladedhunter continuing from this.
"Something wrong Kakashi?"
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I'm going to drop kick my way into your ask box because it's POSITIVITY DAY FOR MAY! apparently. idk. HI FRIEND! I appreciate you, and I love the way you write! It's interesting, and also has a sense of humor that always makes me smile! :D
[ idk what i did to deserve this but thank you! i love your writing, too! ]
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Starter for @bladedhunter
Shino decided to take a short break at a little restaurant on the side of the road, he had been walking for hours. Well, it was supposed to be a short break, it seems the waiter forgot he was there. He’s been waiting for an hour just for a salad, if this keeps on he’ll flood their kitchen with bugs.
All this waiting somehow paid off because who is this that he sees enter the little restaurant? Uchiha Sasuke. If Naruto had his luck, he wonders if their differences could be fixed. Team seven is out there looking for him at every inter-mission they get and Shino has encountered the Uchiha by accident twice now. It gives him an odd sense of satisfaction, even if he can’t do anything to bring him back to the village.
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@bladedhunter
❝Nande yo --- ? You really still think that? ❞
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settling dust prompts @bladedhunter/Sasuke requested: [ PUSH ]: the sender gently pushes the receiver back to lie down so they can check them properly for injuries.
ㅤStop overreacting is at the very tip of his tongue, so ready to come out, but it doesn't - only because Itachi is well aware he has absolutely no moral ground to support such words. One, because how many times has he fussed over his little brother before, for something as simple as a paper cut or wet hair after running in the rain? And, two... because, had the roles been reversed, he would definitely have been panicking as much as Sasuke currently is.
ㅤIn his defense, being found unconscious after a coughing fit that left the lower half of his face coated in fresh blood is kind-of par for the course, at this point - the difference being, it is Sasuke's first time being the one to encounter such an unfortunate scenario. And it is one thing to be aware that your big brother, whom you've finally made peace with, has been ill for years and nearly died from it, and it is another completely different thing to see it happen in real time, Itachi supposes.
ㅤAs much as he supposes Sasuke did all the work by himself of carrying him to bed and hasn't contacted anybody about it yet, from the looks of it. Which is good, because there's no need to trouble the hospital staff about something so trivial. On the other hand, there's now damage control to be done, before this same Sasuke ends up hyperventilating for good. So, after being pushed down for the second time in about thirty seconds, Itachi goes for a different approach - holding his arms open for his little brother as much as the position allows for, sheepish smile on his face.
«Hugs first? You can scold me properly after.»
#bladedhunter#[verse] the hand entangled in compassion#i went for the post-war verse same as with Deidara!#and also this turned out v soft and i am not mad about it
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