" that's a nice weapon , exactly how many people can it take out at once ? "
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" that's a nice weapon , exactly how many people can it take out at once ? "
@bitecured
karin , swooning.
❁ bitecured continued ❁
“ you want red hair ? ” karin moves to look at the other , a finger coming up to stroke her chin. she tries to imagine sakura with red hair , and nothing comes to mind – and so she closes in on the other , picks up a piece of her hair and holds it close to sakura’s face , close enough that the ends brush against her face. “ hmmm , ” she begins , a teasing lilt in her voice , “ it may look better on me after all. ” / @strawberrysakura.
“Oh, come on.” She’d say with teasing remark, lips forming into a grin, brow curved. “You’re only saying that because you don’t want to see anyone else with hair like yours.” It was only obvious, considering Karin was the only woman anyone practically knew with vibrant hair like that. “Lets see..--” A pause, shifts herself before placing pink strands along the other’s head. “Ya know, you wouldn’t look good either... with pink hair at least.”
BACK OFF MENMA. HE'S MINE.
’ riiight, now say pretty please.’
Sasuke, with his Uzumaki harem. Menma on his left,Naruto on his right. Karin in front.
‘ every time i close my eyes, i see it. over and over again. ’ / okay but instead of modern like normal ------------ ur main verse adhfg
He’s more than familiar with the notion.
The post traumatic stress they’ve all been subjected to wasn’t unheard of, but it was suppressed to the point where everyone almost preferred to act like they were fine. Some sick world they lived in, that required humans like them to act as though they were void of emotion. Sasuke would argue that it was less of an act on his part, now.
“You need to keep your eyes open.” Figuratively speaking, of course. “It’s the only way we can pretend we’re actually okay.” It isn’t a fix, but it’s a fake it until you make it situation. Sasuke’s still trying his best to fake it. Although to be fair, part of his horrors left with the war, only replaced with memory. Karin’s was standing right before her.
Sasuke was a constant reminder of what happened to her, what he did to her, betrayal and pain emitted onto her. There are times when he forgets it happened, but he knows she probably wont. He’s trying to be a better person, but at the same time erasing his past from memory does not erase his sins.
‘ i know you’re not asleep. ’
A sigh, though eyes remain closed a few moments longer. It’s not hard to see that he’s struggling. With sleep, with life. He rolls over onto his back, blinking eyes open to find her somewhat blurry face. “Why aren’t you asleep?”
Whenever I listen to music now, there will be a random song that comes on and I think of modern!Sasuke and @bitecureds Karin. Fact: Sasuke digs his heels in when it comes to hanging out with Karin because on the rare occasions she gets him to go out, he ends up tipsy enough to do shit like Karaoke. Spoiler alert: he and Karin are fucking great at it.