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[super-kame-love]

@sengohyaku - Continued from here! 

Aina perks up at this new information. "Oh? An' who's th' lucky fellow? If y’don’ min’ me askin’?"

[thecorpsecarrier]

[ @sengohyaku ] [ continued from here ]

Ah, it’s always the high-strung ones, too.

“It’s really alright,” Jun soothes. “It’s just a bruise, it happens all the time. I don’t hate you.” Her chakra rises in a gentle wave, and the sting lessens as the damage begins to slowly mend.

[familiasworn]

sengohyaku replied to your post: “hhhhh I’ve been trying to come up with a good female Uzumaki name but...”:

If you need help I don’t mind offering a hand!

She’s going to be a daughter of Karin, similar to my boy Hiroki, @chakrasensed. Mhm.

[breakthecage]

sengohyaku started following you     

“I don’t think I know you.  Are you one of Hinata-sama’s friends?”

[thecorpsecarrier]

“Sorry!”

Whack - ouch.

“It’s alright,” she grits out, hand clapped over her throbbing eye. “It happens, don’t worry yourself.” Well, it looks like her evening’s plans have been slightly rearranged to include a date with the bag of frozen peas in her freezer. 

[super-kame-love]

“Kame, how do you know you are in love?”

“Ah, I love gettin’ these kinda questions! Another person asked me that same one long ago, but I don’ mind talkin’ ‘bout it again. Love’s my favoritest subject! (Even if I ain’t th’ best at it…)

“I’m gonna assume you’re talkin’ ‘bout romantic love. ‘Cause that’s what most folks mean when they say ‘bein’ in love.’ Me, I’ve often thought it strange t’ call it bein’ in love. Makes it sound like a literal place you go to.I’d like to call it love bein’ in you, rather than you bein’ in love. Reckon it’s more accurate. They say that love’s a state of mind an’ all, but since your mind is inside you–usu’lly–maybe it’s more correct to say love’s in you. Yep-yep.

“But then…thinkin’ ‘bout it again, does love only exist ‘cause we think it? I…I can’t b’lieve that, either. ‘Cause love ain’t rational, for one reason. For another, don’cha think it’s strange how jus’ about ev’rybody in th’ whole wide world or even th’ whole wide universe can think’a th’ exact same thing? Somethin’ must be bondin’ our minds t’gether somehow. Our hearts, our souls…seems t’ me they all th’ same thing. Maybe love’s somethin’ that exists outside us…but we, ah, we can’t quite agree on what it looks like or feels like? 

“It’s like, ah…it’s like air. We are in love, an’ love is in us. An’ we’d prob’ly die without it. 

“Um, what were we talkin’ about? 

“Oh! Oh, right! Right-right. How do I know I’m in love? Hmmmm, let’s see…

“Well, when I’m in love with somebody, when I got love in me for somebody, I think about ‘em a lot. Like, I think about ‘em so much that it gets a l'il hard t’ do my work. An’ ‘cause I think about ‘em so much, I wanna know ‘em better. I wanna know everything ‘bout ‘em. Th’ big things an’ th’ little things. An’ ‘cause I wanna know everything about ‘em, I wanna spend time with ‘em. Be near ‘em as much’s I can be. 

“An’ ‘cause I care ‘bout ‘em an’ wanna see ‘em be happy, I wanna give ‘em gifts an’ do things for ‘em that make their life a little easier. Shucks, I’ll even try things for ‘em that I usu’lly wouldn’ do. W-well, within reason. Like if somebody I loved was in trouble, I–I’d fight for ‘em. I usu’lly hate fightin’. But with ‘em, that won’ matter as much. 

“If I can see myself fallin’ asleep next t’ this person after th’ sunset an’ wake up with ‘em ‘fore th’ sunrise, no matter where we might be…that’s a good sign’a love, I reckon.

“I–I wanna take our lives an’ mix ‘em all up an’ make up our own l’il world outta ‘em. N-not ‘cause I hate th’ world or nothin’ like that! No! It’s jus’…it gets really-really hard, sometimes. You know that, I’m sure. I need a…m-maybe not an escape, exactly. More like a shelter. Somethin’ that gives me strength. Gives me somethin’ t’ live for. A place where I can be totally myself…but also be somebody greater than who I am by myself. I wanna give this person th’ same.

“An’ once I know that’s how I feel ‘bout somebody, I embrace it. What’s th’ use in fightin’ it? No, really! It’s like holdin’ your breath. Oh, you can prob’ly fight back your feelin’s much longer than you can hold your breath, but sooner or later you gonna hafta let it in. Or you die. Or some part’a you’ll die. I-I don’ know how anybody could think that would be better. Life jus’ don’ have meanin’ without love.” 

(She takes a deep breath and exhales in a long sigh, her smile falling. Hopefully, she won’t ask why she’s still alone in spite of everything she’s just said, how she’s fallen in love again and again with people who never love her back. After all, how could she know what she’s talking about if she hasn’t been there?)

“D–does all that make sense?”

[frogprinceus-a]

❄️ “I bet your toes are frozen from wearing those wooden sandals!”

“Nope. My toes are used to this and are not afraid of the cold.“

[frogprinceus-a]

💞

💞: Feels attracted to them, but can’t work out if it’s platonic, sexual, or romantic attraction they’re feeling.

“Well, it’s nice, I guess... Let's just be friends, okay?”