#sarcasmmuses

[joyfeign]

The blade shines elegantly in the light, sharpened and cleaned. It looks like freshly forged unlike the hundreds of years it already faced this world of bloodshed. It glows gently filled with chakra but only visible for the right eyes. The building is filled with silence but he's aware of the quiet steps walking up and down on the outside.

   The man leans over the katana and closes his eyes for a moment. The aching pain in his stomach has gotten worse than better of late. He wonders whenever he is doomed to face pain for the rest of his life or if his body signals that if he continues to live this way much longer again, that the body will assign and be done with it.

Nothing the other will know either. He always has been good to keep a straight face. 'If you walk there much longer the ground underneath you will break and I considered you to be an artist with water and not with the earth' he teases into the silence and stands up.

'We leave the borders of the fire realm in the morning. We are already at its edges. Then it's all gone and done.'   |  @sarcasm-muses

[joyfeign]

‘ Poor Tobi-chan, already born with white hair and considering all the grumpiness. Ah, he must have been born as an old man already. ‘   /  @sarcasm-muses

[joyfeign]

‘This one deserves to be punched. Just look at his face, everything says he is guilty and even if he is not. It will teach him the lesson to behave better instead of walking around and threatening those he believes cannot defend themselves.’  |  @sarcasm-muses

[konohadaddies-a]

A Nice Soak {C}

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Dark brows drew together slightly at the older man's words, somewhat confused as to why the man thought that he wouldn't hide. Or shouldn't. Sure, people were fine with the scars of being a Shinobi, but being confronted with the mass of tiny scars all over an Aburame's body was known to be more than most people handled well. Still, he said nothing, just staying mostly submerged in the water, hand still over the jagged scar across the front of his throat.

Of course the fact that the Second seemed to be just as lacking in the clothing department as he was left the younger man flustered all the more. He was too easily flustered by those that he had any attraction to.

Swallowing thickly when the other told him to relax, he gave a slow nod, trying to do as told, eyes falling shut. Though it was the mention of his scars being beautiful that made his attention snap fully to the silver haired man, only his goggles hiding the wide eyed look on his face. "They're not." The scars from the beetles were marks of what so many viewed as part of his disgusting jutsu, and the one across his throat just showed his failure from his teenhood. "Be honest with me. I won't mind." His voice was soft and low as he stared at Tobirama, still confused.

[konohadaddies-a]

Interrupted Dinner {C}

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Being suddenly drug along to somewhere he hadn't agreed to go sent a sharp spike of panic through him that he had to swallow down again, knowing that it wasn't needed. Tobirama wasn't a threat to him, he didn't need to fear this. Drawing in a slow breath, Inoichi offered a smile, the aggressive possessiveness that had clung to him in the bar gone in a heartbeat.

"Yeah, things have changed a bit over the years. Sorry about that. Some of the civilians are too intrigued by us shinobi." Glancing around, he was glad to realize they were in the park and that there was a better restaurant just a short walk away. "Since your dinner was interrupted, shall we find somewhere else to eat? The Niji Ike has some damn good food. And no one will bother you there." That he could be sure of as he knew Aiyame well enough to know that sort of behavior wouldn't go over in her restaurant.

[crackuzuarchived]

❝  you want a brownie? i made them myself.  ❞- Iruka to Kakashi

I.. Cant find the meme? I know this one isn’t so old but Idk the meme // @sarcasm-muses

“Of course I’ll try one.” He said, ignoring his diet just once wouldn’t hurt him..“I didn’t know you bake..”

[kcgarashi]

‘ children are not meant to die before their parents ’ - Iruka

Poetry Starters || @sarcasm-muses

“I can’t imagine much worse.”

It’s a sign that there’s something wrong with the way they do things, that nurturing the next generation is all well and good as long as they actually live long enough. Taking a sip of her coffee, her gaze drifts from her fellow teacher to the window, observing some of the kids outside. 

“Do you ever wonder if they’ll die before us? Three children that I’ve taught have…passed on missions, it’s a sad thing to have to bury your child, Umino-san. I can’t imagine how horrible it must be when there’s not even a body.”

[secondxshadow-blog]

“You broke my nose.” - Madara

Training/Fighting Starters Lets get ready to rumble!

“It wouldn’t have happened if you had focused.” Izuna crouched down by his brother, hand falling onto his back as she observed the blood that spilled onto the ground from the elder brother’s nose. “You seem out of sorts today, brother,” he said as he grabbed Madara’s arm, helping him up into a standing position. Studying the elders’ bloodied face, trying to assess the damage with a scrunched nose. “Is something on your mind?”