#tw naruto

[heich0e]

asking the guy leaning over the boards at the edge of the ice to sharpen your skates because you think he's a tech for the national team. he shoots you a kind of funny look when you ask—at least you sense it's a little strange, but you're mostly guessing because of the mask covering the lower half of his face.

only to find out much, much later you asked olympic gold medalist male solo skater Hatake Kakashi to sharpen your skates for you.

and he actually did it.

[honeysuckle-flowers]

every single reddit AITA post is just like

- My (52M) girlfriend (18F) pet a cat on our way to church today. I felt abandoned and have decided to kill all cats I see. She says this is “ridiculous”, AITA?

- My (35F) husband (38M) has started to take away my food because he says I’m too fat. I gave birth yesterday. AITA for wanting food?

- My (17F) older brother (19M) has joined a cult of Naruto role players who believe that Sasuke will one day rapture all non-Narutoers to hell. AITA for instead enjoying Avatar, though I may be raptured?

[gothdabi]

[blighttownbitch]

Why is Kakashi in monster hunter rise

[ladyfubuki]

Could you explain why you don't like NaruHina? Not trying to start an argument, just honestly curious.

there’s a lot of reasons but I think the strongest one is the way it was made canon, like if it was gonna be end game Kishimoto should have at least given Hinata a better role through the series and not only “that one girl that stalks Naruto, appears once in a while, she’s cute but Naruto’s more interested in his two lovers” 

[silasconspiracies]

SILAS IS THE NARUTO TO YOUR SASUKE

[heich0e]

he’s not paying attention because he wants to.

itachi respects shisui enough that, if it were up to him, he’d have no knowledge of what had just transpired in the shadows of the courtyard outside of their office. he’d be better off not knowing. they both would.

and you would too. 

but itachi has a perfect view into that shadowy corner where you and shisui had been sequestered—too intentionally concealed and too near to one another to be doing anything polite—from his desk up on the fifth floor. probably the only one in the building with that kind of vantage point. and he’s too observant to have not noticed the movement from the corner of his eye while he was working on finishing up his case report.

shisui probably didn’t expect anyone to notice them. didn’t think anyone was still in this building this late too possibly spot it.

but he’s not that surprised when he walks into he and itachi’s shared office and sees him there either.

“itachi-kun,” he greets his partner warmly, no trace of guilt or deception in his familiar tone. “you still working on that?”

itachi doesn’t look up from the documents in his hands, but nods. he hears shisui drape his uniform jacket over the back of his desk chair across the room before lowering himself into it with a tired groan.

“good work today,” shisui speaks again as itachi’s pen scribbes a note onto the corner of a report form. “you ought to head home soon. you’ve been here almost 15 hours.”

“i only have a bit more to finish,” itachi replies. he wants to get this report done so that when he’s due back at the station in a mere 7 hours he can get started on the rest of the mountain of paperwork he has waiting for him. it seems never ending.

“you should take a break once and a while, it would do you good.”

itachi pauses, his pen mid stroke in the middle of a word.

he looks up.

“shisui-san,” itachi says, and his senior meets his eyes from across the room. “we’re not supposed to get romantically involved with victims.”

he’s not sure how he expects the older man to respond, but the easy grin he shoots him from across the room is surely not the reaction he anticipated.

“figures,” shisui says with a light laugh, “the minute i saw your desk light was on i knew you spotted us.”

“you weren’t being particularly covert.”

that’s not necessarily true—itachi is probably the only one who did, or could, notice.

“relax,” shisui says with a carefree wave of his hand. “she’s hardly a victim anyway. she just happened to witness the robbery.” 

“she works at the establishment that was robbed.”

“establishment?” there’s a bit of mirth in the elders tone. “you can call it a host club, itachi-kun. it’s not a bad word.”

it doesn’t feel like a particularly civilized word either, considering the kind of business conducted there.

“she asks about you, you know,” shisui goes on to say, and that startles itachi. the older man must recognize the surprise in his face because he conceals a laugh under his fist. “you must have made quite an impression on her that night.”

itachi had been the one to interview you at the scene of the crime. had wrapped a jacket around your shoulders because the night air was cold and all you wore was a slinky black outfit that provided too much exposure to your skin. he remembers how you trembled a little, clutching at the sides of the coat as you held it around your frame. remembers how the streetlights caught in the shine of your glossy lips as you recounted what you’d witnessed in the club that evening, all while he took detailed notes down in his notepad. 

he doesn’t know how long shisui has been seeing you. or what seeing you even entails—whether business, or pleasure, or in your case something between the two. itachi’s mind wanders for a moment.

shisui laughs again from the other side of the room, and there’s something frustratingly knowing in the sound.

“then again, considering you recognized her from half a kilometre away, even in the dark, i guess you aren’t the only one who must have made an impression that night.”

[heich0e]

characters with an enormous capacity to love but who were born into the least hospitable conditions you will forever be my most precious and dearest babies