#origami-goddess

[frogprinceus]

@origami-goddess​ liked for starter

"Are you sure you want to go back to Amegakure? Leaving the rinnegan as it is is too dangerous. Madara, or whoever calls himself that, might come for it. He's stronger than any of us. Wouldn't you rather stay in Konoha?"

[fallesto]

“I can’t walk, just go on without me.”

HE HATED THIS LAND. AND EVERYONE WITHIN IT AS WELL.

All that he knew, was just pain. Just suffering. Just a horrid life that at any moment could be cut short. At any chance someone got, they could kill them and there was not a thing they could do about it. Too many mouths, too little of food to go around for everyone that was here. That was the nature of the land, it was everyone for themselves, you were on your own as he stood there, hands resting on his knees as he leaned forward a little bit. He was so hungry. So very hungry, that it hurt his insides, as he could feel them, twisting and pulling into a hard knot, but they just had to go a little bit further.

“No.” As he glanced down at her, shuffling a little bit forward as he would drop down with a hard thud onto the ground on his knees and slip his arms under her. “I won’t ever leave you.”

She was the only friend he had. The only person within this horrid world that he cared about, who had saved his life more times than he cane ven count as he scooped her up into his arms and then would stand, his legs shacking as he stepped forward, his right leg buckling a little bit and dropping into the ground as he almost dropped her…..but he held onto her tightly and swallowed. Through gritted teeth, he managed to push himself back up to his feet and then take another step forward and then another and another as he was walking with her in his arms.

“There is food….” They just needed to go a little bit further, the town was nearby, people had fled from it when they heard that the war was spreading there with a battle that was close, he hoped that within there mad panic and desperation to live, they would have left something behind, something small, it did not matter what it was, just something, anything at all that they could share to fill there stomachs and try to stop the lingering pain that was within them. As he walked forward, holding onto her a little bit more tighter now than before.

“Just….a little bit….further.”

[shisui-uchiha-ravenheart]

“i understand, now. i know why you were so scared of anyone finding out.”

for inhuman muses … sentence starters 

This condition that he was in could not be cured. At least he thought it could not. He used up all his knowledge yet he could not cure himself. Every full moon the story repeats itself. He leaves his human body, his cage, he runs, he hunts and he howls at the moon in sheer ecstasy. Over the day a doctor saves lives over the night the monster takes the lives by eating human flesh.

He turns the muzzle toward her a familiar voice, coming through the haze of his thoughts, he wrestles for control over the beast. He has no wish to harm her, he knows her...

But that does not change the fact that he has blood all over him, that there is a human body half-eaten by his feet. It felt so sweet to eat its warm blood, it was like a pinata full of candy. His only thought run,eat,kill.

He wrestles, he fights, the control is back, and the black fur retreats leaving the naked skin of a human exposed. Claws pull back forming human fingers, he howls one last time, and the howl turns into a desperate scream of a tormented man. He fell, his head was on her lap, she spoke again and he looked up at her, the yellow fire of the beast died, fire retreated before blackness of his human eyes.

"I am sorry that you have to see this, that you have to go through this because of me. Why don't you just let me die? One silver bullet in my head would end-all. I am afraid you found out anyway, you knew even before you saw this."

[fallesto]

❝ why are you staring at me? ❞ -For Pein <3

---------- “I am concerned, that your heart is not set on this path we now walk, but mercy, it resulted in nothing other than deaths on our sides. Our friends would still be alive, if we did the right thing and played by the rules of this world and not tried to change them. We were children, trying to change the world through acts of generosity and kindness, but good deeds, do nothing. The world needs no soft hand, but a strong and firm hand, to take hold and shift it to the direction it needs to go, if you cannot walk this path, then you are free to leave Konan, I will not hold it against you.”

[nurtured-by-blood]

Happy Mothers Day Mama!

@origami-goddess

[koukennin]

"Itachi. Do you have a moment?" The woman asked gently. An envelope in one hand and bingo book in the other. "Payment's here."

Random ask. I Always Accepting. I @origami-goddess

      ✖ II —  Slender digits had been wandering over towards the bottle of piles standing on the nearby counter, making Itachi realize that he would soon need to get to the town to get some more, if, he was going to keep down his lungs from burning beyond what they did in his current state. It was always such an unpleasant feeling, such a uncomfortable sensation that he could never hundred procent get rid of, but the medication - even if it took quite a few piles - helped somewhat, pushing back the attacks which he sometimes suffered from.

Hearing the familiar gentle voice, crimson hues focused over while slender digits slowly, casually, placed the bottle of piles upon the counter once more, saving it for later, to instead give his attention where it was requested.

 Walking over, the stoic male joined Konan, showing that he in fact did have a moment to spare, especially now that she was being so polite as to ask without demanding his presence.

                       ❝   No trouble getting the payments this time?  ❞

[pillarofpeace]

“ i know i have a right to be angry, but i don’t want to be. ”

random sentence starters [x] | accepting

The men had been so much bigger, so much stronger; the fight had hardly been fair. The food that Yahiko and Konan had worked all day to find had been plucked right out of their hands, but for their “cooperation” they had been paid only bruises. And the bigger, stronger, better-fed men gained two measly loaves of bread from a pair of starving children.

Frustrated shame bubbled fiercely below the surface as Yahiko paced restlessly in front of Konan. He should have been able to protect her. He should have at least saved one loaf. In his hands was a trampled flower made of paper - Konan’s as well, but he could not save it from the heels of those men either.

“Why, Konan?” He turned on her suddenly, but his brows were raised, his eyes pleading, begging her to be angry with him and failing to understand why she wasn’t. “How come big guys like that get to pick on us all the time? We need to eat, too!”

Hot, stinging tears shimmered at the corners of his eyes, but he hunched up his shoulders to hide them and slouched down onto the rock next to Konan with a vexed huff.

“It’s not fair…” He turned the flattened paper around and around in his fingers. “What are we supposed to do now?”

[frogprinceus-a]

❣️ - forehead !!

It was an unusual feeling when your former student with whom you met enemies last time and were again friends gave you a kiss on the forehead. Jiraiya could not not smiled and did not kiss Konan on the forehead in response.

"You are very kind, Konan."