body like a graveyard.

ind. priv. sel. naruto oc. penned by rhian.

[graveflesh-blog]

he's just gonna rest his head on her lap for a moment and enjoy the silence. actually, it's more of one if his temples against one of her knees.

                   slender, though calloused finger sifted through his hair with ease, crossing her legs at the ankles out in front of her as not to unsettle him. a soft smile slipping across her features as she peers down at him, some tresses falling over the height of her shoulder ; enjoying the sight of him being able to relax in her company… especially given the peace she herself oft felt around him. gentle nails dragging in a slight massage along his scalp as she gave a quiet hum, breaking the silence slowly.  

                  finally she leans down to press a kiss to his temple, moving her hand in his hair just enough out of her way to allow for it. 

[thomasangster]

Thanks for doing this. I feel really stupid. -How come? -I don’t know. Cause I freaked out like a total girl.

[canaes-blog1]

simply, and slyly, leans to press a kiss to his cheek with a smile. ❛ you know i love you. ❜

     ▬ the contact was rather UNEXPECTED and - indeed - suprised him for a moment. a sharp inhale before suprise faded and made room for a content smile. eyes halfway closed, though slit pupils were still fixed onto kyoko. a brief nod at her words. OF COURSE HE KNEW. THOUGH SOMETIMES HE DIDN’T UNDERSTAND WHY. come to think of it. he, himself believed he was rather DIFFICULT to love. a lot of appreciation sourced from her still doing so.      

❝     i’m pretty sure i DO know that.   ❞

[thelovejournals]

You make me feel like home. You make me feel that the world is not strange.

Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters

[sailor-musings]

                                                     In a world that has cheated me,

                                      WHY should I play FAIR?

[graveflesh-blog]

canaes said: not you too canaes said: i tHOUGHT AT LEAST YOU’D LOVE ME

             ❛ --- when have i ever given you the idea i don’t love you, kiba? ❜

[graveflesh-blog]

[ sips tea in corner, tbh. ]

[wordsnquotes]

When she awoke every morning, she repeated the same words: I will not be afraid. For a year, those words had meant the difference between breaking and bending; they had kept her from shattering in the darkness…

Sarah J. Maas, Thrones of Glass

[fightersuggestion]

if i die, i die on my own terms

[graveflesh-blog]

the nakamura clan & exile.

in the minds of the nakamuras? anbu and shutting oneself off from personal / meaningful connections in life are paramount. in that, there is the notion of exile from the clan --- and there are two possible ways for this to come about:

not developing the blended technique : this is most common for exile, essentially if you do not receive the ability to do the techniques blended into your branch of the nakamura clan? you are deemed as useless to the clan and their goals. and exile is usually what happens here.

choosing to leave anbu or not partake in the first place : this is rare given the clan conditions their young into this, thus it has been an uncommon situation.

once the fate of exile has been determined? the clan member is then subjected to the painful process of moving the nakamura tracking mark from their palm to their wrist. this makes it more difficult for the clan member to use the clan’s kekkei genkai and also makes them less useful at best in the hands of another villages and so on (in terms of stealing the technique or it’s secrets).

the moving of the tracking mark does not occur in cases of defecting from the clan.

the first in a number of generations to be exiled? kyoko, and for her... it was because a few years post war she chose to leave anbu. this is why around that time, her tracking mark is on her wrist instead of her palm.

[iarekenny]

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[meanwhilepoetry]

Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.

Nikita Gill 

[yellowpoet]

my kind of sext: hey are you feeling safe and emotionally fulfilled because i am here to talk to you if you’re not due to the fact that i care about you a great deal

[graveflesh-blog]

& permanent interaction call;   this is mostly a way for me to sort out which of my mutual followers are interested in long-term interaction be it pre-plotted or not — no matter the type of verse. so, if you like this post? … then you’re telling me you’d like to simply start interaction at one point or another; that you’re down for plot or that you want to share contact info to get the ball rolling on plotting or something. [ headcanon tag for reference. ]

[graveflesh-blog]

anyone 6'0 or taller: stands near me

me: [softly] for fuck's sake

[rpmusings-galore]

A  gєntlє  нєαrt  is  not  weakness.

                 It  is,  in  fact,  the  surest  sign  of  strength.

[alonesomes]

I am thinking about the crescent scar on the roof of his mouth that he got when he fell with a straw between his teeth and how it felt to run my tongue over it. How it felt to taste the moon. If love is anything tangible, it is his mouth, his mouth, his holy god damned mouth. He says my name and the whole sky is talking.

Caitlyn Siehl, Tasting the Moon