#konohasinterrogator

[minaa-munch]

In the midst of attempting a creative writing challenge from one of the forums I’m a part of, I thought -- why not bug more people? 

Write one sentence [three adjectives, no less -- more is a plus, as long as the sentence remains stable] that encapsulates the aesthetics you associate with your muse. It need not be entirely accurate, since the muse can be a fickle, troublesome thing at times. Give it a whirl.

No cheating/revising. Think stream of consciousness. [the idea of writing words like flowing ink]

Sight: Fleeting rays of brilliant sunlight that flicker through brooding storm clouds that decorate the sky like blurry splotches of ink; an aftermath of a particularly violent storm.   

Sound: The oddly delicious crunch of dead leaves underfoot, while a distant echo of a crashing waterfall pinches the peaceful silence of dark, dreary woods.

Scent: Faint peppermint, coloured with a lingering scent of earthy herbs and the telltale, barely there presence of mustard oil which clings more to three pronged kunai than himself. 

Symbolic imagery [inanimate]: A particularly worn, ivy covered tree trunk that failed the test of time, yet somehow stands rooted in place with a singular fern poking its head from dead bark. 

Tagging: @senjutsunade @konohagakurekakashi @serpentumvectum @konohasinterrogator @konohadaddies @fox-mother @dobujutsu @peepingtoad @shattered-by-sparks @shatteredxlookingxglass @chidoricry @bluesenju and anyone who is curious enough -- please tag me though, because I'd like to read it. 

[shikkotsunin]

@konohasinterrogator​ -- ;

Being far from the Foggy Swamp, her fellow tribesmen often told her to be wary of outsiders, to never trust before it was earned. Swaddled as much as she could be in furs and coats, Sakura gazed upon the imposing architecture of the Northern Water Tribe’s chief buildings that rose like fangs carved from the ice. It was surprising that she’d been requested there at all, but with so many healers perishing in skirmishes with the Fire Nation, they needed all the teachers they could find. And it just so happened that Sakura had been the first to volunteer. 

Disembarking from one of the skiffs hewn from ice, pulling her coat over her person a bit more tightly did she stop short of a man, look inquisitive. 

“Are you the one taking me to healing chambers?”

[fox-mother]

Dancing and Illness headcanons please!

Dancing

Kushina can dance rather well for someone who has no idea how to do most dances. Her father was the one that guided her through the frustrations of learning to dance when she was little, knowing that at some point that information would be invaluable to her. Now she doesn’t dance for fun, rather she just uses her knowledge of dance in hand-to-hand combat. The last time she danced properly was on her wedding day.

Illness

I’ve stated before on multiple occasions that Kushina- and her people- are all but immune to pretty much any known illness. They get sick still, yes, but the symptoms are lessened and the illness itself disappears after only a day or two. Kushina has a rare condition- a side effect if you would- that means that she is completely immune to most illnesses but as a consequence, when she does get sick, the symptoms are heightened to a level that would kill anyone else. High fevers and nosebleeds alongside excessive vomiting and even more. This takes days to go away and the entire time, she’s in constant pain and she can’t sleep except for the rare occasion that her narcolepsy kicks in and knocks her out. No medication can help her either, she’s just left to suffer- mostly in silence- until the illness passes through her system.

[naru-uzumaki]

@konohasinterrogator​: keep creating chaos

[fox-mother]

He offers all the money he's saved from his missions in ANBU, minus what he has to pay for his clan. It amounts to little more than pocket change.

Kushina does not enjoy her current predicament at all, it had her bristling angrily. He got her to one side and she let out a low hiss of disapproval. The outfit that they’d put her in was not one that she’d wear normally and she gratefully took the cloak he offered her, wrapping it around herself to hide the abomination of an outfit. “How much longer do I have to do this again?” She hissed angrily, this all being an elaborate scheme by the Hokage to capture a certain group that always came to these kinds of auctions. She’d already been subjected to this for 2 weeks and she was bristling with indignation about it. It was one thing that the Hokage made her do it, it was completely another when her entire team was pretty much always stationed around and forced to watch these damned auctions. The group still hadn’t shown up and she had no idea how long this would take. Thankfully, she was getting a respite tonight when the male managed to win her for the evening. She’d pay him back once this was all over, it was least she could do. 

[fox-mother]

10

She had always been told that she was warm, beyond that of even a high-quality heater. As a result, she’d become accustomed to being used as a heater by members of her team without paying them much mind. When the newest member crawled over to her, quietly asking to be allowed to huddle into her, she agreed and lifted the side of her cloak enough for him to slip into the warm tent the massive garment provided. Within minutes, she felt his freezing cold hands against her side, absorbing the heat she put out. She merely adjusted herself so she didn’t squish him and so he could get a steady flow of fresh air before she settled back against the tree to take a quick, well-deserved, nap.

[fox-mother]

Reverse 8

It had been a long day for the pair and Kushina was ready to get home and relax with her husband. She and Hiroshi met up in the hallway between the gendered changing rooms, both dressed in their casual wear, ready to head home for the evening. “You gonna be okay, kid?” She asked yawning into the back of her hand as she awaits his response. Upon getting it, Kushina chuckles and shakes her head, reaching up to boop him on the nose. “If you’re sure that you’ll be okay...” Upon his insistence, she laughs and walks off, waving idly at him as she goes, “See you in a couple of days then kid!”

[fox-mother]

"I was not, but I feel that the information has given me a new insight regardless. Truly you face many hardships. I will avoid marrying anybody just to be safe though."

“Good plan, kid. C’mon then... Duty calls and unfortunately we can’t hang up...”