SOARING, UNFETTERED HAWK.

𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐭.

[jiyutaka]

[jiyutaka]

Kinda sorta back. Also doing a tag dump...since I never did that when I first came back to this blog. orz I’ll get out some stuff in a bit!

[hapless-hollow]

No one slips into the darkness, erroneously - as if they lost their way, or had been innocently ill-advised, dumbly derailed from light. No - all of us who drift within that Midnight, quite deliberately chose to be there. Brothers and sisters alike. Allied in our favor toward the dark.

Helaena C Moon @ http://hapless-hollow.tumblr.com/ (via hapless-hollow)

[hellosailorsuits]

Long time, no post. Here, have some Team 7!

[yoshida-midoriko]

[s-m0key]

Port Macquarie, North Coast of New South Wales, Australia. By - willeadesphotography

[jiyutaka]

@foxkage​ : ❛ I was feeling fear. And… And guilt. ❜

❛❛  This is the end. After this, if you survive, end any pursuit of me. Any belief you had that we were friends was false. We were never equals.  ❜❜

those words ignited a fury unlike any Sasuke had seen in the jinchuuriki. immediately, a grin --cruel and malevolent-- spreads across his lips. with eyes bloodied red with his Sharingan, he rushes into the fray.

                                        --- x --- x --- x --- x --- x ---

wounds litter each of their bodies. chests heave, craving the succor of a mere intake of air -- if only to alleviate the burden of creeping, clawing fatigue. both are exhausted. both are nearing the end of this fight. ( He put up more of a fight than expected... ) all it will take is one more hit --from either side-- and sweet oblivion will greet one of them or both. 

standing on opposite sides of the cavernous ravine they’ve ruined with each of their attacks, Sasuke tenses as he readies himself for the final blow. it was time to put an end to this battle. only one of them could be the victor -- primarily him ; he was not going to lose to the likes of this boy. lowering himself to one knee, he focuses on gathering chakra to prepare for chidori. 

however, as enough centers in the palm of his hand, the boy he’s come to consider a decent rival, speaks. his words prompt Sasuke to falter with his concentration. obsidian orbs lessen in diameter to mere slits ; out of all the possible things to convey, Naruto opts for pity? guilt and fear. convoluted, but an infuriating mix of emotion that could only mean one thing: pity. 

as if the likes of Uzumaki Naruto should pity him. the revelation inspires anger: dark and devastating to rush to the fore. it rakes its hooks its nails along his insides, dragging him downwards as it overwhelms him. brow creasing, the glint within his crimson eyes sparks as animosity roils. a snarl overtakes his lips as a sharp edge cuts into each word, ❛❛  Guilty? For what? For wanting to be friends with the lonely boy whose brother left him for dead -- who didn’t even ask for your damned friendship in the first place? You have no place to feel guilty about me or my actions.  ❜❜ 

ire ever increasing, his chakra spikes. rage begins to blind him as he attempts to direct his chakra flow to his hands ; he’ll end this fight, and he’ll be the victor. if only to remove the glimmer of empathy in Naruto’s blue eyes.  ❛❛  Fear, though, you should fear me. Let me show you why...  ❜❜ electricity crackles along his left arm. leaning forward, he charges the other.

[ofdarkos]

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i am a human being, capable of doing terrible things……..

[persephonememes]

* (  THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ I wish you would have told me. ❜

❛ You didn’t tell your sisters what you saw. ❜

❛ Some things can’t be told. You live them or you don’t. ❜

❛ I’m sorry. ❜

❛ Mom says that a house is like a body. ❜

❛ All this time we tried to get into this room, now we can’t get the fuck out! ❜

❛ She saved me. ❜

❛ I don’t feel anything. ❜

❛ I’m scared. That’s all I am. ❜

❛ There’s nothing left. I’m only scared. ❜

❛ It’s just a house. ❜

❛ It’s very different in the night. It’s different in the dark. ❜

❛ What if I dream that you kill us? ❜

❛ Do you think there’s a thing worse than that? ❜

❛ I don’t think there’s anything worse than that. ❜

❛ Did you just punch me in the boob? ❜

❛ Someone ask you what you think? ❜

❛ I’m so proud of you. You’re doing so well. ❜

❛ Keep it up. ❜

❛ I’m glad you’re here. ❜

❛ I should have made more of an effort with you. ❜

❛ You tried as best you could. ❜

❛ I should have met you halfway. ❜

❛ People fuck up. ❜

❛ I guess you don’t get that, you don’t really get it until you fuck up. ❜

❛ You like to fix things. ❜

❛ You’re good at fixing things. I keep hearing this about you, is that right? ❜

❛ I’m not so sure anymore. ❜

❛ Who do you think did this? ❜

❛ It’s not as bad as it is in your head. ❜

❛ Most of what people say at a funeral is a wish. ❜

❛ Now you stand there and you talk about ghosts and spirits. ❜

❛ Is she okay? ❜

❛ How do you know that? ❜

❛ It’s a twin thing. ❜

❛ This house is bad. ❜

❛ These will help with the cold. ❜

❛ What are you, um, looking at? ❜

❛ She fucking knew better. And she did it anyway. ❜

❛ We’re tougher than other kids. ❜

❛ We make ourselves really safe. And no one ever gets in. ❜

❛ Just because you care about them doesn’t mean they won’t burn you. ❜

❛ You’re scared. I can tell. ❜

❛ Be sure to let your imagination get the best of you. That’s the first step. ❜

❛ Imagine the worst thing possible. Assume it’s true. Then go from there. ❜

❛ I’m drawing boundaries, which is something you should look in to. ❜

❛ How long do we have to live here? ❜

❛ When we die, we turn into stories; and every time someone tells one of those stories, it’s like we’re still here for them. ❜

❛ We’re all stories in the end. ❜

❛ I love you completely, and you loved me the same. The rest is confetti. ❜

❛ Someone should’ve told her she didn’t have to try this hard. ❜

❛ Pandas don’t eat macaroni. ❜

❛ And I’m just- I’m just floating in this ocean of nothing, and I wonder if this is it, if this is what death is. ❜

❛ Journeys end in lovers meeting. ❜

❛ I’ve seen a lot of ghosts. Just not the way you think. ❜

❛ To learn what we fear is to learn who we are. ❜

❛ Horror defies our boundaries and illuminates our souls. ❜

❛ A ghost can be a lot of things. A memory, a daydream, a secret. ❜

❛ When you’re little, you learn how to see things that aren’t there. And when you grow up, you learn how to make them real. ❜

❛ Fear and guilt are sisters. ❜

❛ No live organism can continue to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality. ❜

❛ Most times, a ghost is a wish. ❜

❛ All I could think of when I got a look at the place from the outside was what fun it would be to stand out there and watch it burn down. ❜

❛ Fear is the relinquishment of logic, the willing relinquishing of reasonable patterns. ❜

❛ I feel a little clearer just now. ❜

❛ I feel like I’ve been here before. ❜

❛ You have to live. ❜

❛ I don’t know how to do this without you. ❜

❛ There’s no without. I am not gone. ❜

❛ I’m scattered into so many pieces, sprinkled on your life like new snow. ❜

❛ There’s so much I want to say to you all. ❜

❛ I’m so sorry our last words were in anger. ❜

❛ I’m sorry if I didn’t listen, and I’m sorry… ❜

❛ It wouldn’t have changed anything. ❜

❛ I loved you completely. And you loved me the same. ❜

❛ What were you feeling before? ❜

❛ I was feeling fear. And… And guilt. ❜

[midori-n]

whats in that unnecessarily big backpack Itachi

[jiyutaka]

You see a lot of shows go into character development about character’s nearing their breaking point, or being pushed to the very edge of it - teetering on the knife’s edge. It’s so fascinating. 

For instance, in F.MA, R.oy Mustang is on the verge of killing E.nvy to fulfill his desire to avenge Hughes’ death. He’s burning with the need to do it; if he kills him, Hughes will be avenged and all his pent-up anger will be gone. It’ll be alleviated. He’ll be happy. He’ll be able to rest easier at night. But right before he’s about to deal the final blow, Ed, Scar and Riza stop him. They convince him to abandon that dark desire; if he were to take that step too far, what would he become? His end goal is to become the ruler of Am.estris - to lead the country is a brighter era. If he kills somebody in cold blood now, even if it is justified, who’s to say he won’t do it again in the future? 

That’s where I feel S.asuke is very interesting in that regard. His entire life he was pushed to seek revenge, to seek his brother out to kill him to avenge the clan. Because once I.tachi died, all would be right. The slate would be clean, and he could return home with a clean conscience. Except...not. Him learning of I.tachi’s true intentions aside and the true nature of his brother’s mission, the fact that he took that step away from the edge --to kill in cold blood-- is so...intriguing. He fell into darkness, willingly opening himself up to it because he so believed it would set everything to sorts. Once he realizes that killing his brother didn’t help anything (especially after learning of I.tachi’s sacrifice), he goes down a rabbit hole of disillusionment where he tries, in vain, to justify his actions of acting like a villain. There’s such negative growth there, I love it -- and I feel a little jipped for not being given more of it. 

What I mean is, rather than make S.asuke so easily redeemed/pardoned/forgiven, I was hoping for more restrictions on him. For him to go about redemption in another way. Or heck for him to not want to go back to K.onoha, let alone want anybody’s forgiveness. Everything ended on such a sunshine and daisies note that...I feel...well, jipped, lol. There was such an opportunity for more character development on his part, and just different paths he could have taken...but instead, the ending was rushed and we were given endgame ships (which could have been written way better, imo - it all could have been). 

As such... my take on S.asuke will tread down that path: he “disappears” after the war to live a life free from his past. If only to see if there is anything the world has to offer him. To try and find his own bout of happiness. Yes, he found that with his team, who were ultimately his family, but even if they’d forgiven him in the end...returning “home” would have been awkward. He had a slew of crimes to atone for, on top of having the majority of his peers and villagers not trust him. As such, he’s still considered a “missing-nin” as his body was never recovered after the war, and some people may want to kill him on sight - no matter that he assisted with bringing peace to the world. He’s simply a nomadic sword-for-hire, doing his best to find some inner peace and to see if he’s capable of happiness because after everything was said and done, vengeance wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be and taking the route of the villain only led so far. 

tl;dr: My post-war version of Sasuke isn’t redeemed; he doesn’t want to return home or seek forgiveness. He feels cheated by what the village did to his brother, but he also respects his brother’s wishes. Instead, he travels as a mercenary to find his own sense of inner peace.  

[rpxmusings]

        “ the living should not envy the dead. ”

                                                    —   but i do.                                                                         i do.                                                                                  i do.

[greenteamacchiato]

Artwork and story by 开颅手酿克 Translation by greenteamacchiato

[jiyutaka]

𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬; 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 

             𝘪𝘯𝘥. & 𝘱𝘳𝘪. & 𝘴𝘦𝘭. 𝘜𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘩𝘢 𝘚𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘦 𝘳𝘱 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨.              𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘋. 𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 & 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘺.              ** 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩.

[jiyutaka]

springhealer: 

   A SOFT GROAN LEAVES as she all but plops down onto her cozy couch. a crown of pastel pink splayed along the cushion as eyes flutter close. another long mission accomplished, body sagging whilst callous fingers weave through tousled locks. her heart’s still numb, brain barely functioning – it’s been four years now, the day having passed during her time away.

     she prefers it that way ;; the sight of her village leaving aches & the people watching withpity. SAKURA would take to unfamiliar faces & places beyond the land of fire to seek solace. without even looking, she unbuckles the belt of her weapons pack & med-kit, looking forward to the comfort of her bed.

     – until she feels it. a sharp, recognizable tap of chakra. as if whispering secrets, leaving her spine tingling. she sits up, gazing straight forward;; uneasy & unsure. ( it’s not someone she’s recently encountered. ) slowly, she pushes herself off & stands …..

      “You know..it’s been one reaaaal long week for me ;; I’m feeling kind of tired, and I still have a day ahead of me filled with work, so if this isn’t important –”

such a simple promise: Watch over her. despite its simplicity, he failed to fulfill his “friend’s” dying, last words. why be bound to such a request? it wasn’t as if the renowned medic couldn’t fend for herself. with how far she’d come, and the various rumors that he’d overheard, the Godaime Hokage’s apprentice was a force to be reckoned with. Haruno Sakura was fine. 

instead, the lone nin opted to walk his own path; to disappear after the war’s end. it was the one opportunity granted him, to simply fade away and claim a life for himself. one free of the shackling chains of his past. ( Not that you’ve ever been free... )

and yet, like a noose, his vow tightens about his neck -- or is that due to the panic threatening to overwhelm him? either way, he finds each breath a struggle. ( I thought I rid myself of this ridiculous anxiety... ) fingers grasp the trunk to his left in an effort to steady his balance. lowering himself into a crouch, Sasuke slows each inhale and exhale, until he finally glimpses her. immediately, the pressure upon his lungs eases. odd. ( In one piece. ) exhaustion seems to cling to her; however, she’s alive and well. 

his “duty” is complete. ( But it isn’t. ) without so much as a backwards glance, he readies to flee his perch. he’s given pause, though.

what stays him is her voiced gripe. mien impassive, his lips part on a stilted breath. was she directing that towards him? shifting to glance over his shoulder, he remains in the shade of the tree’s foliage. she isn’t aware of who’s presence is outside her window. rather than linger, he can easily take his leave...

nevertheless, his uncharacteristic behavior continues. he replies, ❛❛ Do you always greet your guests in such a manner? ❜❜

[dvoyd]

we’re all killers. we’ve all killed parts of ourselves to survive. we’ve all got blood on our hands. something somewhere had to die so we could stay alive.

if memories could bleed, if dreams could scream | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

[cavuselle]

{07.23}

happy birthday mr. uchiha