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@karasx || cont’d. 

       It might have been four in the morning, and he had been woken up from a deep slumber by Itachi’s phone call, but after hearing what his friend had to say, it would be impossible for him to fall back asleep. Waver hadn’t even been given a chance to speak before the all had ended, the silence greeting him after a few beeps to let him know Itachi had hung up. “Shit...” There was no way he was going to let their conversation end like that. Throwing back the sheets, he stumbled out of bed and moved toward the door, uncaring if anyone saw his bedhead and slept in pajamas. It was four in the morning for fucks sake. If anyone wanted to judge him, he was going to judge their sense of rationality for willingly being awake at such an ungodly hour. 

       Wandering barefoot into the hall, he rested his forehead to Itachi’s door and knocked. It had only been a few minutes since their phone conversation, so he didn’t expect the other to already be asleep. He couldn’t speak for everyone else on their floor, but he tried to knock as quietly as possible to be considerate. “Itachi... Open the damn door,” he called out softly, sleep still heavy in his voice, “I’m not going to leave until you do.”  

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     ❝SORRY FOR NOT TELLIN' you 'bout my leavin'. I know I warned you n' all, but still...❞ Like a stray cat that left and returned weeks later, Itachi had simply welcomed Angelo back without so much a fuss (though in his case, he had been gone so much longer). As atrocious at most human interaction Angelo was, he truly felt guilt over his abrupt departure. Such had been out of his hands, although even still, he should have perhaps had left something for Itachi to find. ❝...Thanks for welcomin' me back all the same.❞ He glanced away, feeling awkward in situations like this one. Despite the serenity of his expression, it was clear that he was embarrassed simply by how the tips of his ears began to turn a faint pinkish hue. ❝ 'M gonna need you to be my bodyguard again since I don't want anyone else but you.❞ In other words, he only trusted Itachi.

[nyota-sungura]

@karasx | Starter; 

            There wasn’t much to be said right now, the usually carefree and kind patisserie was looking like he was two steps shy of committing murder as he sat behind the counter and watched the recording of the shop’s surveillance cameras from a few days prior. His sister had said there was nothing to worry about when he’d gotten home from his second job that night but the amount of blooms had told him something serious had happened. Something he’d just discovered and was already beginning to mentally fortify himself over so he could actually go out and hunt those mongrels down. He hadn’t even heard the shop’s bell and only noticed who it was when he saw black strands enter his field of vision. There weren’t many who would lean into his personal space like that and luckily, it was the one he absolutely would not punch on reflex out of the tension in his spine right now. 

“Sorry, Itachi-- I didn’t hear you come in,” he mutters, trying to regain some semblance of his usual warmth and brightness but ultimately; he failed in doing so. If there was one thing about Dakota that couldn’t be changed no matter how much someone tried, it was the absolution in his way of being where it concerned his sister. “We had a robbery a few days ago and Charlie got hurt. She told me not to look at the feed and that she handled it but I couldn’t help myself. I held out for two days y’know? S’not an easy thing to do--” he’s babbling a bit, maybe to try to distract from how absolutely pissed off he was. “Considering murder at the moment.” 

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@karasx ❤︎’d for a lyric starter !!

       Itachi had to be tired after the day they had. Moving boxes and helping him to adjust, picking him up from the airport. It was a lot for one whole afternoon. Arms bundled with a pillow and blanket, Corteo gestured to the couch where he had planned to set up a makeshift bed, already set out to ensure Itachi got some rest. “...but you'll feel better when you wake up.”

Wake Up | EDEN

[multlfarlous]

karasx: @karasx

❝ have you found an outlet to express yourself properly, then?  ❞ there are other ways to do so, itachi is aware, but he’s always found that art in it’s rarest form was simplistic when brushed over skin. the body was a blank canvas, and one so deserving. it was such a beautiful day out. whether it be to cover scars or past mistakes, it allowed one to flourish from the broken being to someone with immense power they’ve not had before. dark eyes shift as ice rattles down in his glass of tea, a smirk curving up the corners of his mouth, faintly, ❝ a piercing would definitely mean the same, if you’re brave enough to try.❞

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     ⌠⦾⌡—— She blinked at the question, for it seemed indeed she had been very much the thought it was for others and not herself, but for expressing herself? She looked to the elder Uchiha with a seriously contemplative expression  which seemed to go through a few range of expressions of thought before curiously her eyes widened as her mouth opened to ask something- Hesitated, closed her mouth covering it for a moment and looking out at the people in the cafe, especially at those she’d caught the visual on.

     ❝ Do you have one? ❞ She had asked a little quietly almost with embarrassment, it’s not a topic she’d broached with Ino on purpose yet here she was asking her teammates older brother. Sure, there were standard work inks like the ANBU tattoo’s but piercings were rarer-- ❝ Or have you thought about um, getting any..? I can’t say I’d be brave enough past normal ear piercings. I guess I never felt I was the artistic type for expressing myself, Ino- Well, she does it really well through her flower arrangements. ❞   

[ardenssolis]

hc that you don't want or need : picture ramses growing old and grey while itachi barely ages. imagine the grief he'll have to go through when potentially losing ramses? imagine the tears and how much he'd want him to live because he doesn't want to be lonely. imagine itachi not wanting to move from where they bury ramses?

[Excuse u Ambie are u here to fight??? Amg that's so sad though. Him walking about with a cane and complaining about his back. Ramses not able to get around as quickly as he used to and needing to sit down and rest--- He would probably tell Itachi that he can go whenever he wants, mainly because I don't think he would want Itachi to see him aging and whatnot and thinks that he'd be happier out and about in the world. But Itachi being stubborn as hell would still stay there and he would just relent after a while since that Shifter is not leaving. THAT LAST PART MAKES ME SAD GET OUT OF HERE.]

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@karasx

          “ I can’t say that I’m too familiar with the demons of this region, or these ‘jinchuuriki’ you speak of - but I can assure you, I am nothing like them. ”

[nyota-sungura]

gently ruffles his fingers through ren's hair, humming quietly. it reminds him of the sunset before dipping below the horizon. ❝ how do you keep your hair so soft? does it ever get tangled? ❞

@karasx | Excuse u this is so sof ;; 

            There’s a moment of pause when he feels those fingers gently tangle through his hair, confusion settling in the Shinigami’s features for a moment. It wasn’t often people got this close to him, if at all. He maintained distance and he didn’t like the closure of the gap. Ren enjoyed his bubble, it kept him from experiencing that pain and trauma again-- but this one so effortlessly seemed to ignore social cues and just go with whatever he felt he wanted. How compelling. “Hmn?” He almost hadn’t heard him over his own thoughts but Ren merely chuckles and flashes a warm smile. “I don’t do anything special to it. I just wash it, brush it and tie it up. As for tangles, yes, always. It deems to try to kill me when I get home from work after a long mission.”