🌙 full moon

Embracing the shadows of the Sun

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21+ ind. priv. semi-sel.

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Independent roleplay blog of Mitsuki from Boruto est. Aug // 2023 — written by Nik

rules. info. ask prompts.

Sideblog of @hatredcurse

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Continued » @vilesn4ke

Mitsuki sought the faint warmth in the fingers woven through his loose, choppy locks. It bellied him with a feeling he cannot name, for he didn't know, outside of the prospect that it was positive and that he was highly receptive to the affection.

" This does all that? " he asks again, unravelling the mysterious of the world one pinpoint question at a time until he eventually finds the single key that unlocks all to him and his feeble mind. " Intriguing... " the thought trails, traveling in some space in the back of that brilliant mind until it hand-picked another question from its garden of inquiry.

" Were you made like this as well? Piece by piece, floating in this empty? "

His mind thought of Orochimaru as identical to himself in everything down to the dimple on his cheek and the messy curl of his hair, only with the colors his parent carries now. At first he was many limbs ( like a broken doll ) assimilating together and growing into a full person that would soon walk these white-tiled halls.

Reaching too far in mystery, his mind punished him with a twitch of a nerve— something within warning him to retain a safe level of curiosity, and so he did. Unblinkingly he observed with theory, a loose sleeve drawing near his parent in search of their shirt hem to cling to.

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#|| Boy I wish I knew what he actually called Sasuke here because if it's ー殿 then that implies Mitsuki speaks in outdated Imperial.#|| Considering I believe he called Orochimaru like chichiue or something. #|| Too lazy to pay for RAW and asking ppl on 2Chan give me a headache.

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❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜ asked Lady Tsunade || @senjufound

Mitsuki slow blinks at the elder before him, an innocent smile gracing his lips, thinly veiling his confusion.

"I... like to think I treat everyone like this... Am I wrong to?" Never the one for proper etiquette. Gods know Orochimaru didn't instill any good manners into him.

[hiimachan]

She liked all of Boruto’s friends but Mitsuki had the prettiest hair color that she adored. Himawari giggles at his words. “You think so, ne?”

“Oh no! Momma is going to be mad! Can you walk me home, please? I’ll with you my dessert.”

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"Mhm, I know so." No he didn't.

Standing over to her side, he touches a hand to her shoulder and guides her on the path back to the Uzumaki residence. "You don't have to do that. I rather you home safe for free."

[hiimachan]

“Thank you, Mitsuki-kun! You’re the best! I can’t wait to show my family.” Himawari was giggling with joy. She gave him a small hug as a thank you. “I’ll keep this safe.”

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Mitsuki wrapped an obscenely long sleeve around her and hugged her to his side. "You'd probably do best centering a jewel within the eyes. It's kind of plain without it."

Releasing her from the tangle that is his oversized robe, he stared down at her once more," should you be wandering around by yourself? It's getting close to dark."

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“It’s missing something… I know!” She places a flower on top his crown and giggles. “Your hair has a cool color that I thought it should be styled!”

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Soft petals tangled into his pale baby blue locks, seating into the many valleys of his tresses.

"Oh?" Mitsuki touched at them, staring up as if he could see them at all," well... that isn't very fair. I didn't bring anything for you in return, hmm..."

Digging around in his pocket, he summoned a small little metal circlet in the design of a thin silver snake. He pulled it from his sleeve with all the presentation of a magic trick.

"Ta-da," he held it up to the light, allowing the sun to glint off of it before stacking it on her dark lavender locks.

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❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜ said Himawari || @hiimachan

A smile crept over Mitsuki's features, seeing how Boruto's spry little sister was stubborn to help him.

"Thank you, Hima-chan," he reached forward and tussled her hair in thanks, something that Suigetsu would often do to him.

Not that he think it would be of any benefit to anyone, his hair was a lost cause in terms of the loose, unabiding choppy waves it tended to be, but he'll applaud her for her efforts.

"Does my unkemptness bother you?" he teased.

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“Merry Christmas, Mitsuki-san!” Sarada proudly holds out a little blue snake stuffie. “Mama helped me make it. I hope it’s the right color…” She laughs sheepishly. || @musesofchaos

"Oh—?" Mitsuki blinked a couple of times, assessing the soft, fluffy item before him. His smile delayed until he deemed the plushie not a threat ( you can never be too sure ). "You made this?"

Carefully between his hands, he took it from her and looked it over, inspecting the seams. "You'd make a good seamstress, Sarada." He went on to imagine Sarada making all kinds of clothes— admittedly "bad" clothes, since he lacked the imagination for good fashion.

[decadentboat]

manga colors version

[silverfaxg]

"Why does it feel like you're mocking me"

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"No— I'm just... concerned that's all."

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" ... "

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"Mitsuki, I made you something" She took his hand and gently placed a bracelet in his palm. Beads with little icons of dogs and snakes attached to a silver chain. "This way we'll always be together even when you're on missions. I was able to embed some of my chakra inside it just for you" || @silverfaxg

Mitsuki blinked a couple of times as a small trinket was placed into his palm. He marveled it and all its little details.

"You associate yourself with dogs? I saw you more of a white dove. Swan, perhaps," he didn't waste time rolling it onto his wrist," I didn't make anything for you. I'm a little embarassed."

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It took a moment or two for someone to answer the door. The family inside not expecting any visitors. When the door opened, it was the young Uchiha, Sarada. Her mother sent her to go answer the door, as she was in the process of making dinner.

Adjusting her glasses, Sarada looked surprised to see Mitsuki standing there. It being so late.

"Oh! Mitsuki! What are you doing here? Is something wrong?"

Was there something bothering him that lead him to come to her house so late? Stepping aside, she opened the door wider,

"Come in. Mama is currently working on dinner."

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"No, nothing is wrong."

He had came here with an agenda, but found himself pausing at the mention of the family inside getting ready for their evening meal. It would be impolite to decline the invitation, so he stepped inside, lingering in the doorway.

"There was a showing tonight for a new movie. I've never went to cinema, so I was wondering if you would want to see it with me. I want to share this experience with someone."

It wouldn't deject him if she declined, given he has already been rejected by the rest of the immediate friend group of boys. That was on him for asking last second. Him and his unplanned whims in contest with everyone's nighttime routine.

"It won't be until later, so you can eat dinner if you need to."

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[ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] + reverse — Mitsuki attempts to stab Kadia || @silverfaxg

The cicadas hummed their hymn in the late Summer evening. A roaring sound near similar to natural static, near maddening to a passive listener.

Mitsuki stood in the middle of the forest floor, his engulfed in spirals of blue and white. His skin scales, features unnaturally animalistic, he stood in step with his sage. This form took talent to tame. The natural restraints of the sentient brain strains under the immense chakra pressure, the mental battle of retaining a semblance of humanity in this state.

It was fine. Would be fine. He was alone for this purpose to master the power, since he seldom had chance to within the confines of the village.

At least, he was alone.

Small, tiny steps— he could hear the faintest crunch of a fallen leaf and before his eyes needed to register the world, his body had taken to the body stalking him. His arm forgone the tangle of snakes it could use and instead held fast to a kunai, the recently sharpened blade threatening the skin of a vulnerable belly. It pushed in enough to bead blood into the swallow groove of pressure, but no more; a threat first, and insurance for himself, second.

"K-" he coughed, those pupil-less eyes realigning with the familiar chakra signature and white hair beneath him," Kadia- what are you doing?"

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"So you're Orochimaru's child." Obito finally gets to meet one of Sarada's teammate, he's heard good words of him. The Uchiha crouches down to Mitsuki's level, eyes squinted and sharingan activated in curiosity. "You seem a lot nicer than your dad." Obito isn't aware of Orochimaru not being a man anymore. || @abyssaldespair

It wasn't very often people came up to Mitsuki first, much less Konoha veterans. He blinked a couple of times whenever he was approached, feeling a heavy energy emanating from him; not quite danger, not quite high energy either. His eyes feigned from the Sharingan, the repeated warning from both Suigetsu and Karin ringing in his mind.

"I am-" he thought the truth of his sire was a secret, but it seems this man is in the 'know', " I've never known them to be unkind..."

Regardless the tension, his smile remained," are you one of my parent's colleagues?"

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𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 : a little assortment of action prompts for muses who may or may not hate each other. remember to tag your blood and violence. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐢𝐫 ] : sender is holding the receiver by the throat. [ 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥 ] : receiver is on their knees in front of the victorious sender. [ 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 ] : exhausted from a battle, the receiver gives up resistance. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender attempts to stab the receiver. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 ] : sender grabs the receiver by the hair. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 ] : receiver is being held as captive by the sender. [ 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 ] : receiver finds the sender trapped and unable to escape from them. [ 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧 ] : sender is lifting captured receiver's chin up. [ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 ] : sender breaks one of receiver's bones. [ 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 ] : sender has made the receiver bleed. [ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 ] : sender forces the receiver to watch their loved one die. [ 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender pins the receiver against a wall out of sheer rage. [ 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 ] : sender spares receiver's life. [ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : sender warns the receiver to not antagonize them. [ 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 ] : sender and receiver are sharing a kiss that draws blood. [ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 ] : receiver is trying to win sender's trust in order to escape later. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ] : facing a greater threat, sender and receiver must work together.