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bretttal:
“I do know that. You are the least modest child I’ve ever known.”
Which isn’t much of a statement considering how small the sample pool of children Brett has known is. He knows ChouChou and Shikadai mostly through Inojin’s words, though he is certain the trio have spotted him in the woods more than once. He must be some sort of crypid in the childrens’ eyes.
They fall quiet for a moment and Brett stares as the young artist try to capture the volume and shape of ChouChou’s hair.
Time sure flies. Brett still remembers the night Sai woke him up with the young Inojin in his arms. Neither Sai nor Brett were experienced in childcare back then but now they are bound together in this unconventional co-parenting situation. Unofficially so, of course, for neither of them had ever brought up the issue for discussion.
To be honest, Brett wouldn’t know what to say if they did.
“Not for long.” Staring out of the window, Brett seems to take his answer merely from the colour of the sky. Sai is not one to be off schedule and Kichirou doesn’t handle separation well. They will have to work on his attachment issues one day but it will take time.
Catching himself drifting in thoughts, Brett turns his attention back to Inojin. “Missing your brother already? Or are you just hungry?”
Frustrated with the Akimichi’s pigtails, Inojin settled on a close enough representation before struggling with Shikadai’s ponytail. Why did his teammates have to have such ridiculous hair? They could have had sensible, low ponytails like himself and he would be much happier for it. “ Do you think my hair looks nice? ” The question was sudden, but Inojin’s train of thought was very rarely a coherent one. His stream of consciousness was freely divulged, and he had something of a habit of changing subject. “ It’s thin. I wish it wouldn’t be. ” For all his little quirks, Inojin still managed to think himself normal and Brett abnormal. When his pseudo-father figure asked if he was hungry, the boy lifted his blue eyes to give Brett a nose-crinkled look of confusion. What had made his real father’s live-in friend ask that? “ Maybe I look thin, ” The little artist thought aloud. Then, he gave a quick nod, “ I don’t need Kichirou to eat. ” The tone of voice implied that, perhaps, Inojin was convincing himself. “ But he eats what I don’t like, so, it’s good to have him around on nights that dad gets experimental. Why don’t you cook, Brett? Scared to be around knives when dad is with them? ” The boy’s smart little glance right then-- he’d certainly noticed the way Sai flaunted his weapons when the taller man was hanging around the house. " Dad doesn't scare me at all. "
itachi's [hair]
the word of this body | headcanon asks
Itachi’s hair could be called a source of pride. Obviously it serves no functional purpose, like her eyes or muscle build might– but she’s quite proud of it. Or, at least, she was.
As a child Itachi’s hair was always relatively long, but kept ‘acceptably’ short. It was around her genin graduation ( at 7 years of age ) that she began to grow it out. By the time she was 13 years old, her hair had grown well past her shoulders and was almost always tied back. She cut it in layers, with her bangs framing her face. At its longest, her hair fell to her shoulder blades. Before her health ran away from her, her hair was thick and shiny and well-kept. The sicker she became, the duller and more prone to breakage her hair became.Post-Resurrection, as something of a ‘wild forest woman’, Itachi’s hair is a mess. And that’s putting it lightly. It isn’t tied back and so becomes tangled around itself and things. There is a collection of dirt and debris stuck in her hair, and until her willingness to take care of herself improves her hair probably isn’t going to, either.
send a word || my muse's physical features
[hair]: length, colour, texture, whether it grows quickly or slowly, how manageable it is, whether it requires lots of styling, do they leave stray hairs everywhere, is it present on their face, is it present on the rest of their body, etc.
[eyes]: not just the colour, but the shape, the length of their eyelashes, whether they're alert or usually half-closed, large or small, sunken into the face, ringed by bags, etc.
[mouth]: are their lips always drawn thin or are they plump and kissable, what's their "default expression"/resting face, do they have all their own teeth, do they use their teeth to smile, etc.
[face]: what is the shape of their face, do they have pronounced cheekbones or a strong jaw, what's the size and shape of their nose, what's the size and shape of their ears, do they stick out, are they pointed, etc.
[skin]: obviously colour, but also if they're inclined to run hot or cold, do they have any blemishes or unusual markings, are they inclined to blush, are they freckled, do they tan, what does their skin feel like, etc.
[build]: are they skinny and petite or do they resemble a body builder, are they tall or short or average height, are they lean and wiry, are they overweight, are all of their features proportionate, etc.
[chest]: (potentially nsfw) what size are their breasts if they have them, nipple colour and shape and size, do they have visible muscle definition/abs, etc.
[groin]: (potentially nsfw) any information pertaining to genitals - length, girth, shape, colour, "unusual features", also includes the rear and its general appearance, etc.
[hands]: are they large or small, do they have pianist's fingers or short stubby ones, do they tend to get sweaty or are they always dry, is the skin rough or delicate, are the nails painted or chewed or sharp, etc.
[legs]: are they solidly built, short and stubby, or long and graceful, do they have knobbly knees or rounded knees, what's their gait, etc.
[feet]: do they have a habit of going up on their tiptoes, what's their usualy stance, do they tend to shift their weight to a preferred side, etc.
[other]: any other obscure feature or tiny detail that the asker is interested in, could include fantastical elements such as a tail, wings, horns, must be stated by asker, etc.
You cannot shame a woman who owns everything about herself. You cannot weaponize the truth against her.
T.James, writing prompt #54: write about self-love (via wnq-writers)
There’s meaning behind the things you feel like drawing
Himawari-sensei for anon (づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ
Bunty Aur Babli (2005)
seineijashu:
❛ naturally, dear child— i understand all too well. but talent is talent. you have already made the first steps. you have it, and so you can tame it. ❜
orochimaru smiles with a nod, shifting position slightly. ❛ sage mode is a rare and unusual gift, and for someone to attain it with no prior training is nigh unheard of. your teachers in konoha will never have used it before … the only known users of senjutsu other than you in konoha are the fifth and seventh hokage. i will gladly teach you what i know, mitsuki, but can is another matter entirely. my own physical limitations prevented me from ever mastering senjutsu completely like my teammates, and so i will not be able to teach you completely. keep that in mind as you learn, my son … some things only you will have the answers to. ❜
his inability to use senjutsu is and will always be a sore spot on orochimaru’s psyche; a bitter reminder that sometimes, things were impossible. sometimes, limitations were set. but orochimaru would not be a jealous parent like so many he’d seen live and die within konoha’s walls— such thinking was anathema to progress. the new would always conquer the old, after all. that was the first thing hakuja sennin had told him, as they meditated on the shedding of one’s skin.
❛ to master sage mode you will first need to be in complete control of your sage chakra. senjutsu draws on natural energy, rather than the energy in your own body— to master it you must be completely in tune, and at one with, your surroundings. but the city is not the right place to learn that. to truly understand the way of the serpents, you must enter their lair. ❜ orochimaru stands, letting the snake slither up his arm to rest draped around his shoulders, small head ducked by his ear. ❛ meet me at ryuchi cave, mitsuki, and you can be taught as you deserve. your messenger summons will guide you there. bring nothing with you. ❜
Ryuchi Cave. The very sound of it rung in Mitsuki’s ears like something too sacred to be vocalized. But their parent had never been afraid-- right? Then, Mitsuki decided, they wouldn’t be either. With their chin tilted stubbornly upward, the little ( wannabe ) sage struck out of the safety of Konohagakure’s main gates. It would have felt more rebellious and exciting if it wasn’t all too easy for them to run past any jounin that were dutifully patrolling the perimeter. They weren’t looking for someone so small. The snake in Mitsuki’s yukata guided them, as Orochimaru had said. ’ Oya-san is so wise... ’ The trek to the cave was one for introspection and planning. It had been longer than Mitsuki could remember, unreliable memory accounted for, since they’d trained with their parent. Or, at least, they assumed that this excursion was for training. If Orochimaru expected his son to work hard while he was hardly working, Mitsuki would have one or two things to say about that! The young genin plotted out everything they would say upon arrival, so that it would go smoothly and seem very grown-up and mature. When their messenger summon hissed that they had arrived, Mitsuki could all but taste the snakes’ excitement. This was home, the genin thought, as they slowly approached. As soon as their golden eyes settled on skin as pale as their own, they forgot their meticulously crafted speech. Instead, a smile crept on their face, and their arm stretched out to catch hold of the hem of their parent’s sleeve in order to get his attention.
“ Oya-san, I’m here. ”
Okay, since i'm curious, why do you choose to portray Itachi as a transwoman? Like I honestly love the portrayal, but I was curious as to how you decided to write itachi that way. ((sorry if my wording is off ^^;
Hey, nonnie! Thanks for the question. In as much as I can see, your wording makes sense. Hopefully mine does, too! This is ‘bout to be a long, bumpy ride.First of all, my main single-character blog is @kaogakowai which is a transmasculine ( Yaman.aka ) Sai. So, I usually run with the gender headcanons that spring up. But, believe you me, I’ve stockpiled quite the stack of things that moved me towards these headcanons! I digress. To focus in on the loml U.chiha Ita.chi ( my very first fave in the Naru.to franchise! ), I chose to portray Itac.hi as a transwoman for a few reasons:
Why not? Why does everyone have to be cis? I like seeing gender non-conforming/non-binary/trans people in my fiction, and roleplay tends to be pretty self-indulgent lol. People in this fandom already expound on/create sexuality, mental health, backstory headcanons, etc., so why not also give myself another representation of a trans character in a franchise that tends to fetishize/make light of the topic of gender ( re; Ha.ku, Orochima.ru, Kim.imaro, and the general villanization and/or often brutal deaths of “femme men”…and don’t even get me started on my rant about the AFAB Nar.uto characters and how they’re almost entirely overlooked and/or have their character development shelved ).
Transwomen are wildly underrepresented in fiction, fandom culture…everywhere?
Ita.chi is blatantly femme and said things like, ”I’ve told you before. You shouldn’t judge people based on appearances and your preconceptions”, “If you want to know who you are, you have to look at your real self and acknowledge what you see”, etc. Which yes, is about being involved in the massacre, but… 👀
I came to the Naru.to side of roleplaying from other fandoms that have tons of gender and race headcanons ( including trans characters ) so I just lived my dreams tbh.
For Itac.hi specifically, my timeline is that she transitioned shortly after joining the A.NBU. Ita.chi as a child had short hair and then we see that it was grown out in their pre-teen years, and kept long for the rest of their 21-some-odd years of life. That, to me, looked like a transition! I know cis-men can have long hair, but that was my perspective, y’know. That was Step One on this journey.
Itac.hi died of an “unknown disease” and was abused/manipulated by the powers that be. A Google search will tell you why this factored into my headcanon.
Itac.hi also had an oftentimes tense relationship with their parents ( father especially ) and were at odds ideologically with their family ( clan ). Tell me that doesn’t sound like a child that realized something about their identity they couldn’t fully convey to the traditional people around them. I believe Fugak.u and Miko.to loved Ita.chi, but I think the three of them didn’t see eye-to-eye on many things. Call it projection, but, gender identity could easily be one of those things.
Honestly, I love all well-thought-out versions of this character. This is simply how I interpreted Itac.hi. I hope all of this word vomiting made sense! Feel free to hit me up in messages or ask for my Discord if you want to keep discussing this ^^
girls don’t like boys, girls like swords.
“ In this moment, I am euphoric. Not because of any phony shinobi blessing, But because I'm enlightened by my own intelligence. ”
Everyone fears me, so I’m untouchable. Uchiha Itachi, a murderous savior.
Translated by Krys part of a multimuse blog
“I always see you alone, come play with us instead of studying all day ! ”
me?????? an explosive temper???????? yeah leave me alone
I love her