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"Happy early Halloween!" Makoto is dressed as Inspector Nakamori, fake moustache and all.

S-Sorry… y-you… *tries to calm down* you just look silly with that mustache… 

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Destroy My Muse On Anon

Provoke them, upset them, frighten them, make them cry! I want tears and regret and pain and just plain oodles of angst.

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"Does your muse like to cuddle?" (i can't copy the face on mobile, damn you phone!)

⊂二二二（　＾ω＾）二⊃ : Does your muse like to cuddle?

// YES ABSOLUTELY. Makoto is a scary looking guy but he’s actually a big teddy bear. If he’s comfortable enough with someone, he will cuddle the frick out of them. 

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Send me a face for a headcanon about my muse!

(`･ω･´) : What does your muse completely gush over?

＿|￣|○ : What situation would your muse give up in?

(｀-´)> : Who does your muse honor the most?

(´；ω；`): What brings your muse into a state of

depression?

ヽ(´ー｀)ﾉ : What calms your muse down?

ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ : What irritates your muse the most?

(＃ﾟДﾟ) : What does your muse do if they're angry?

（ ´Д｀） : Is your muse loud in bed?

（　ﾟДﾟ） : What does your muse do when surprised?

┐('～`；)┌ : When your muse can't answer something, what

do they do?

（´∀｀） : What could your muse care less about?

（　´_ゝ`） : Who or what is your muse most indifferent

about?

Σ(゜д゜;) : Is your muse easily scared?

( ﾟヮﾟ) : When is your muse happiest?

キタ━━━(゜∀゜)━━━!!!!! : What does your muse do when

very excited?

⊂二二二（　＾ω＾）二⊃ : Does your muse like to cuddle?

(　´Д｀)ﾉ(´･ω･`)　ﾅﾃﾞﾅﾃﾞ: Does your muse pat others on the

head? If not, do they get pat on their head?

(((( ；ﾟДﾟ))): What is your muse terrified of?

Σ(ﾟДﾟ): What would your muse be most shocked to obtain?

( ﾟдﾟ): What amazes your muse?

(´ー`)y-~~ : Does your muse do any drugs? Smoke?

（ ^_^）o自自o（^_^ ） : How often does your muse drink?

ヽ(´ー`)人(´∇｀)人(`Д´)ノ: How friendly is your muse around new people?

('A`) : What does your muse do when they're alone?

（´-`）.｡oO( ... ) : What does your muse think about a lot?

(ﾟДﾟ;≡;ﾟДﾟ): Is your muse impatient?

( ´д)ﾋｿ(´Д｀)ﾋｿ(Д｀ ): Does your muse enjoy gossiping?

（･∀･)つ⑩ : Does your muse enjoy saving or spending money? Or are they indifferent?

(ﾟдﾟ): When your muse didn't expect something, what do they do?

(ﾟ⊿ﾟ) : Is your muse in denial a lot?

（・∀・） : Does your muse like to tease people?

（・Ａ・） : What does your muse consider to be bad?

(ﾟ∀ﾟ) : If your muse was a drug, what kind would they be?

（ つ Д ｀） : When your muse is sad, what do they do?

♪┏(・o･)┛♪ : Can your muse dance well?

d(*⌒▽⌒*)b : What makes your muse the happiest they could ever be?

(╬ ಠ益ಠ): What infuriates your muse to the point they may kill whatever it is?

(≧ロ≦): Is your muse a screamer in bed?

(ΘεΘ;): How much of a tsundere is your muse?

（‐＾▽＾‐）: What does your muse's laugh sound like?

┌(；`～,)┐ : What discombobulates your muse?

ε=ε=ε=┌(;*´Д`)ﾉ : How does your muse run?

ヽ(´▽`)/ : What does your muse look like when happy?

ヽ(ｏ`皿′ｏ)ﾉ : Is your muse violent when angry?

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Peek into my character's past!

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I have one word of advice for you Makoto… rUN

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Send "curse" to hear my muse shout a curse word at the top of their lungs

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a very serious question here- do you have any way of finding out if Makoto has ever fought a bear. this is critically important to me.

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Sad 'n' fluffy RP starters!

“Have you ever been to a funeral before?”

“Do you want to hold my hand?”

“You look like you need a hug.”

“Please hold me.”

“Don’t worry, it’s not real. It’s all a dream.”

“Shhh, it’s okay now. You’re safe in my arms.”

“Hold me until I forget.”

“I don’t feel good. Stay with me…”

“Don’t worry, baby, I got you.”

“I had that horrible dream again. Can I sleep in your bed?”

“You can’t run from your fears when you’re in my arms.”

“Kisses won’t make it better, but you can try.”

“I’m going to love you until you love yourself.”

“You look like you need cheering up.”

“I need cheering up.”

“The past is in the past. The future is for us. We can’t help what’s gone.”

“You woke up screaming. I figured breakfast in bed was in order.”

“You’re the light of my life. Please don’t go.”

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“O-oh, are you sure? I mean, I did land at least one good hit...” 

Flushed slightly. It was just unusual for one of his opponents to return his kindness. He had always tried to be respectful to the people he fought, but they never acted like this. Almost wanted to turn the other down, but on the other hand, he wasn’t sure he could even make it home. 

Smiled gratefully. “Thank you, Sasuke.” Practically collapsed onto the other’s back, allowing his exhaustion to catch up to him. 

“Are you sure you can walk home?” He was understandably worried. “I may have gotten a bit more rough then I intended…”

Sasuke offered him a soft smile. “Let me help you, it wont be too much trouble.”

He knelt down and offered him his back.

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Put on his glasses and shouldered his bag. “I have some great citrus tea at home,” he said brightly, “Or I have various green teas, if you prefer.” 

Swayed back, reaching out to Sasuke’s shoulder to catch himself. “Wh-whoa... guess I’m still a bit woozy,” he mumbled with a soft chuckle, “Sorry about that.” 

“Actually that sounds really nice right about now.” Sasuke gave off a chuckle.

“It would be better than Naruto dragging me off for another bowl of ramen…” he rolled his eyes at the thought.

Tea was a nice change, though one thing didn’t change the warmth it gave him would relax his entire body so he shouldn’t rag on the blonde so much about his unhealthy heating habits. That dobe should at least eat more vegetables.

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Laughed slightly. “Of course,” he said. Couldn’t help but be amused; Sasuke was almost acting like his mother. It was touching, really. 

Shakily shuffled back toward his discarded bag and glasses, trying not to lean his weight onto the other as they walked. Losing still stung, but at least he could learn to accept it. He couldn’t win all the time, no matter how much he wanted to. 

Besides, the opponents he fought weren’t super powered ninjas. At least he had that going for him. “Can I offer you some tea?” he asked, “I find tea helps relax your muscles after a sparring session.” 

He couldn’t help but keep the other steady. “Makoto…don’t push yourself too hard.”

The other was strong for sure and he was actually already getting a bit excited for when he would spar the brunette again at his full strength, it really has been too long where Sasuke could unleash even ten percent of his true power without nearly killing someone.

“Rest first, and make sure you drink plenty of water…” he couldn’t help but be worried this was the second person he ended up connecting strongly with.

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Stayed silent for a moment, eyes turned to the ground and his free hand clasped to his shoulder. Sighed. “Yeah... you’re right. I lost sight of that goal,” he murmured.

He supposed he was so used to winning competitions that losing wasn’t an option. Failure wasn’t an option. 

Relaxed and gazed at the other fighter, a pained smile on his face. “Thank you, Sasuke,” he said, “I’m glad you agreed to spar with me. I think I needed to lose.” Swayed slightly where he stood. “I’ll just have to get stronger... then next time I’ll beat you for sure.” 

“…” Sasuke was a little hesitant to let go of his arm, but he trusted his judgement enough to do so.

“It’s not about winning or losing, Kyogoku.” he started as he relaxed his body. “It’s about seeing how strong you’ve become, and how much stronger you can get. It’s good to be competitive, but don’t let that consume you…”

The raven knew a thing or two about that, when his best friend pulled ahead of him in strength he became jealous. That jealousy fueled the darkness that had already taken seed in his heart, Sasuke regretted those days and he doesn’t want to see someone go down nearly the same path.

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// what's better than this, bros bein bros I did this lil commission for @duckbuttavenger and it was super fun cos backs xD

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Narrowed his eyes. “I’m... I’m not giving up,” he muttered through gritted teeth. Struggled against the other male, but his grip was too tight. At that rate it would’ve been easier to dislocate his shoulder. It was just one measly arm, who really needs it?

If he gave up, it would save him some pain, but hurt his pride. How could he, the undefeated Prince of Kicks, be beaten? 

Clenched his fists. It wasn’t a real match. No one would know. 

“... you win, Uchiha,” he said, defeated. He stopped struggling and hung his head. 

The Uchiha had no other choice but to be a bit more serious with him, the other was fast but he wouldn’t be taken off guard again. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he seemed to instantly vanish seconds before Makoto’s kick could make impact.

As he struggled to regain balance, Sasuke come from behind and quickly took the brunette’s arm and twisted it behind him.

“That’s enough.” It was more of a demand than anything else. “I don’t think your friends and family would like seeing you laying on the ground dead.”

He knew the other was pushing himself now, beyond the point of what the other could take.

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Groaned as he pushed himself up, panting. His vision was going dark after one lousy kick? Sasuke was stronger than anticipated. 

He wasn’t going to give up. He never backed down from a fight. He would keep fighting until he couldn’t. 

Sunk back into his fighting stance, forcing himself to take deep breaths. Conceal your presence. Relax your body. Wait for the right moment to strike. “This fight isn’t over.” 

He moved almost faster than the eye could see, reappearing on the other side of Sasuke and aiming a kick at his side. 

Sasuke didn’t even flinch when he caught the on coming kick with his hand, locking eyes with the brunette for a moment he was able to level his head. He didn’t mean to use his chakra and he really didn’t want to actually hurt the other man.

But Makoto was determined, he was going to go down fighting no matter what. Boy was that look nostalgic to him.

Wanting to end this quickly Sasuke twisted the other’s leg making his entire body spin and hit the ground with a thud.

“You remind me of a certain knuckle headed ninja…but please don’t get back up. The fight is over.” If they spared any further Makoto would really be in danger.

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It was starting to become heated the more they countered each other, they both seemed evenly matched. Neither was wavering, Sasuke wanted to tip the tides he was hell bent on winning this match.

Activating his Sharingan the Uchiha was able to predict where his next kick was coming from and dodge it. Spinning on his heel, he twisted his body around and landed a high kick to the back of Makoto’s head.

Stumbled forward, driving one of his feet into the ground to keep himself upright. His glasses were knocked clear off his nose. His head was spinning. Stars danced in his vision. 

Using his momentum from nearly falling flat on his face, he spun on his supporting foot, trying to lash out with a kick aimed at the other’s stomach. 

With his ringing ears and lack of depth perception, he wasn’t sure if the kick would land or not.