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Any technique is worthless before my eyes.
I tried to add blinking to my art!
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“Always be kinder than you feel.”
— Unknown
Source: quotemadness.com
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@koredesaigoda from here:
Oh yes. She knew about him - the genius of his family. And she had been certain that the ‘new kid’ would be the captain. But Hiyori had to breathe a sigh in relief when this round-faced little boy was not going to be in charge of her for this mission.
Hiyori had been adjusting the little exploding tags in her jacket when he called her name. Well, at least he was respectful - but most Uchiha were like that. All sulky and sullen and quite miserable to work with.
“What?” She spat.
“Forgot yer snacks? Scared? Is that it, huh? Well, my advice is- just don’t die.”
Little did she know, he would very well make his way to captain of the ANBU in a notably short time indeed. But for now, he would make do with his freshly-appointed role as a member of the ANBU.
He was young... Much younger than his new peers, but no less qualified.
“Oh no, nothing like that. I just wanted to let you know that our captain is running a little late,” he said pleasantly, a contrast to her gruff attitude. He had so happened to cross paths with the captain when the man was called in for a meeting with Danzo. “I’m Uchiha Itachi. It’s nice to meet you. We’re teammates, aren’t we?”
17 questions and 17 people
Nickname: Mel, Melmel, Melly, メル (Meru) Zodiac: Pisces Height: 160.5 cm Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff Last thing I googled: Zoey from “How I Met Your Mother” Song stuck in my head: “ギミギミラブ” by 原因は自分にある (Genjibu) Number of followers: idk and can’t be bothered to open a tab to check Amount of sleep: I’d love to have at least 8 hours of sleep but I usually end up with about 4-5 hours Lucky number: 7 Dream job: I’d love to work from home full-time as a proofreader, editor, writer and one day, a translator. I’m already doing the first three freelance Wearing: ... An Itachi vs Kakashi t-shirt, and black-and-white floral shorts Favorite song: None Favorite instrument: I don’t know. A guitar, I guess? Aesthetic: Just flowers. Lots and lots of flowers, but especially a vast field of flowers entirely in one shade that it looks like a floral sea Favorite author: JK Rowling and Stephen King Favorite animal noise: Kittens meowing )’: Random: My entire life right now is basically just studying. I wake up, and I study till I’m done with materials for the day. By the time I’m done, though, it’s usually too late at night for anything else but to sleep. It’s crazy, but I enjoy it in some sort of strange way.
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Tagging @jakkuusagi and whoever wants to do this! Honestly I haven’t posted here in so long that almost all of my mutuals & followers are no longer active
Glares at. "So, yer the new captain, huh??" // Naruverse AU
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Itachi did not know who the little girl was “talking” to, but the man certainly wasn’t the captain. The man, taken aback by her harsh tone, simply shook his head and excused himself, not about to spend another second in the presence of someone who looked like she was about to pelt him with stones.
Unperturbed, the young Uchiha approached her, large eyes curious.
“Excuse me. Sarugaki-san?”
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Window washer;
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Yes. One would think that, wouldn’t they?
However, this was Konoha. And all sorts of strange and abnormal occurrences were somewhat normal here. I mean, Naruto ran around in an easyjet orange jumpsuit and Sakura had a literal bullseye on her back- so it really shouldn’t even be shocking that some poor girl had accidentally slipped through a window instead of on a roof tile.
It happened. When you spent all your energy during the night on a rhinoceros of a man to gather intel on an uprising… there should be a small allowance of your chakra levels to slip.
Your focus… your feet… your- Kami-Sama… those clavicles, glistening with beads of water as the light caught them- Ino swallowed and quickly gabbled an excuse. Something that didn’t fly with the genius of the Uchiha family.
He clearly didn’t allow night shifts to deter his focus. No sir.
And he wasn’t buying Ino’s excuse of being a window washer.
“I’m Yamanaka Ino – and I slipped – and I’m so sorry!” She hung her head down, only feeling a twinge of regret at missing out on that glorious view of a topless firebreather…
No. Stop it, Ino.
She chanced a glance up. “… Are you still cross with me?”
@koredesaigoda
Yamanaka Ino--That’s Yamanaka Inoichi’s daughter, isn’t it? The little girl who would often pester Sasuke--
Not that that mattered any at the moment.
In all honesty, if it had been just about any other situation, Itachi would’ve been a lot more lenient on her. So much more, that he wouldn’t push back on the slight surge of sympathy for her, deciding to ignore it almost entirely.
Because she had dropped in on him whilst he was in midst shower.
He needn’t more justification than that.
Quelling his embarrassment and mortification, Itachi steeled his voice, muscles tense as he addressed the young florist. He just wanted to finish his shower and forget this ever happened.
“Just get out.” The only sign of forgiveness was the hint of exhaustion towards the end of his words. It was just a mistake, after all.
Still, he was going to have to board that window shut.
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うちは兄弟+@ついろぐ by 三葉/ ミツバ on pixiv Posted with the artist’s permission. Don’t remove the source. Reblog, don’t repost.
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How do you go on when, in your heart, you begin to understand there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep.
J.R.R. Tolkien (via quotemadness)
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Robin enjoyed history, only because it offered her a little insight into what could possibly occur in the future. She liked how history often had patterns that all magical creatures and non-magical alike, should learn from. History was to be revered… and if history had taught her anything, it was that people like Itachi only came once in every era there existed. These were the people who shined through the pages, the movers and shakers of the world… the kind that didn’t even know how remarkable they would be until the time came.
But, she decided with a smile, he didn’t quite want the spotlight on him just yet. At least… she was happy to be sharing his company for the moment.
The dark-haired woman glanced over at him, amused. “Ah, but it was an extra fifteen minutes that I was waiting- the best fifteen minutes of reading I’ve had in a long time.”
She was only half-joking. However, she was also… not willing to share the work she did for her rather cruel new, employer. Itachi would hardly be impressed.
She ordered a stronger coffee and a slice of cheesecake and waited for it to arrive before resting her chin on one palm.
“I knew you would have a good story.”
“Fifteen minutes? You’re joking.”
That would’ve meant that she had arrived half an hour early. Did she have an errand to run around the area or was she simply overly mindful about the time? In Japan, that would’ve been well-praised.
But whatever it was, he did not think that it was any of his business to inquire any further. Although they were on good terms, they were not close either.
In his memory, she had been that much older student who tended to pop out here and there, always with a book in hand and a bemused, observant look in her eyes. Always observing.
He ordered a slice of cheesecake as well. Blueberry.
“I never said it was good,” he said. “But it is something. It involves a certain someone accidentally setting Nifflers loose at the Auror Headquarters. I don’t think I need to tell you that that had caused quite a ruckus at the office.” Why, one had even tried stealing one of his colleague’s set of gold teeth.
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Boy in black
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Ino’s mortification of her previous actions was only superseded by her genuine affection and regard for the younger man before her. She still couldn’t believe he had grown up so much. Of course, time had passed… but in Ino’s mind, those beautifully hand-written birthday cards were from that young genin student with round, marble-like eyes.
“Aahaha, how long has it even been since I last properly saw you? Goodness… you’re taller than Sensei now,” she laughed, although the woman reached up to pat his hair in a good-natured fashion. He would always be the boy in her memories… no amount of learning jutsu could change that.
Even now, he was smiling beside her, relatively calm and not at all upset by their previous encounters. ANBU must have given him a strong stomach. Ino was sure she was twice his age and should not have hit on him, considering their past connection…. But she could claim that she was drunk on one occasion.
Despite the change in him, she could still detect that warm, fiery chakra nature in him when they embraced. Her lips curved a tad wider and she squeezed him playfully.
“Hehe, I’m well – but clearly not as well as you. Ah, I heard you got promoted to lead ANBU, congratulations!” The fair-haired shinobi beamed at him with pride and patted his arm. “I’m sure that with time, you can even become Hokage!”
In some aspects, Ino was still that naïve Jounin. She did not believe that being an Uchiha would impede his chances to become Hokage- after all, Itachi’s ability was unsurpassed for now.
“Just don’t forget about me when you become Hokage, ne?”
He let out a brief chuckle as she patted his head, as though he was still a child. It was not something that he normally allowed, but he owed much to the elder. To describe her as motherly during his short time as her student would be a gross understatement.
She had smothered him, more like. He had lost count of the number of times she had carried him around, cooing excitedly. His father had thought it was embarrassing.
His mother, on the other hand, had found it amusing.
Shisui had found it downright hilarious.
He leaned back slightly, and--deeming it appropriate to let her go now, allowed his hands to slowly fall to his sides. Any longer and that would’ve been overstepping his bounds.
“I daresay I’m not that good, but thank you. But even if I do become Hokage, I would hardly forget the person who helped start my journey after the academy.” After he graduated, he had been placed under her tutelage as one of her genin students. That experience had only lasted for a few months.
And after that...
Itachi thought about it, considering her earlier question. How long had it been since they last saw each other? That one drunken encounter excluded.
“Perhaps... It has been about ten years since we last saw each other? More than. I’m 20 now...” And with his eyes and heart still set on becoming Hokage.
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Art by the wonderful @porcineprince (who made my first commission a very easy process!)
Dedicated to the wonderful @shintenshin and @prodigyitachi who are both fantastic rpers and inspire me to write better and more frequently;;;
"Itachi-Kuuun~!" Ino's sing-song voice is floating over as she apparates beside him. "How long have you been at home? Tell me all about your adventures now! I became Quidditch Captain - - I heard you destroyed a nest of dementors?"
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“Ino----!!”
There weren’t many instances where Uchiha Itachi could be taken off guard, but this was unfortunately one of them. Apparition was the one way Ino could startle him.
And in his surprise, the apple at the top of his near overflowing bag of groceries dropped and rolled across the grass. They were in the garden in front of his house.
“A little warning next time.”
[Tacklehugs]
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In the past, he would’ve been taken aback by surprise, no matter how momentarily, but he was used to her by now. Her, and personalities much like hers. Sunny and energetic, like Naruto, Shisui, and Sasuke when he had been a child.
He met her with ease, though he almost took a step back when the impact hit. Balance regained, he wrapped his arms around her, bending slightly to speak to her.
“Good morning.” Raven locks brushed against her blonde fringe. “Thank you for waiting for me.”
He had been gone for a very long time.
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Ino was wary of the questioning, but she was also a lot more prepared than anyone gave her credit for.
[text] Aw, that’s a shame. I suppose it just happens to be that my line of work involves a lot of reading to improve my writing. Hmm… I liked the novel Pride and Prejudice. Mr. Darcy appeared aloof and distant, but in the end, he was the one to understand Miss Bennet. :)
And that rain scene… it was meltworthy. Ino’s heart stopped every time that actor stared into Kiera Knightley’s eyes and told her how ardently he admired her.
[text]… I know of some. Can’t say I really enjoy them. Sasori is the rudest person I have ever interviewed. I don’t even know why he’s so famous.
Ino supposed it was mostly international fans. But truly, if she met that grumpy redhead ever again, it would be too soon.
Her brows arched a little at his answer, but in a good way. He was bound to be athletic, but she hadn’t known how much. Smart, athletic… cool… He really was a good catch.
[text] That sounds fun. Perhaps we should visit a cafe together. I’ve always wanted to go.
Very well, then. He would accept that, albeit with the slightest initial reluctance.
[text] Ah, yes. That makes sense. You’re quite right.
[text] Price and Prejudice is a masterpiece. It has been quite some time since I last read it, but the work is impeccable. It is hard to find fault in that classic.
Itachi had never really been one to read romance novels, but Pride and Prejudice was one of the rare exceptions. He could not say that he was fond of the book, but he conceded that it had been masterfully written.
[text] Sasori is... He is the artist who works with puppets, am I correct?
The man had a flair for the macabre, if he recalled correctly.
...
He paused momentarily before typing out a reply, considering her suggestion. She hadn’t exactly made the best first impression; although he had forgiven her, he still remembered what had happened.
[text] Perhaps. That might be nice.
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..take me through the darkness to the break of the day