#whothehellisbenedict

[sugarchains]

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i answered 1 and 29!

but

17. would you say your tumblr is a fair representation of the “real you”?

mostly! 

my brain actually runs like this yes

[madhattressdelux]

@tachipaws @whothehellisbenedict ahhhh ; v ; who wants the trash son url more

[remedialaction]

43 55 92

43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?A. Yes.

55. Favorite type of fruit pie?A. Apple. Generic but good.

92. Do you want to get married?A. Abso-fucking-lutely.

[madhattressdelux]

I feel like every time I state something I like/dislike, I hurt you more and more whothehellisbenedict

[madhattressdelux]

My fave is problematic: You hate Sasuke

[flowerslut]

You wrote Sleepless Nights and since reading that my life has never known peace. I nearly failed tests because I'd choose reading your fic over studying. My family disowned me, my boyfriend left me...I almost died. It was just so good.....

my #impact

[fenrismp3-hasmoved]

whothehellisbenedict replied to your post:people are calling me misogynistic for pointing...

sorry…this is why i sometimes hate when i reblog stuff to respond because then other people jump on and take it to huge levels and make it like a giant shit storm it didn’t need to be.

nah don’t worry about it i’m laughing at them

[flowerslut]

Can I have a SasuSaku #9 with extra cheese and onion?

“You know, it’s okay to cry.”

He scoffed at her words, turning his head away from her.When she grabbed his face gently and turned his gaze back toward her, he mustered up a half-hearted glare. “I’m serious.”

“I know you are,” he spoke gruffly, attempting to turn hisattention away from her once more. She only turned his head back toward hermore firmly.

“Sasuke-kun…”

“Sakura,” he mimicked.

Instead of rolling her eyes at him or turning away, she onlyleaned into him more, before resting her cheek against his bare chest again.She was tucked into the crook of his arm, a blanket thrown over the both ofthem. He wasn’t too sure where they were, an inn somewhere in the middle ofnowhere in the Land of Wind.

After a few minutes, he couldn’t help it when his curiositygot the better of him.

“Why do you care whether I cry or not?”

She shifted slightly so that she was gazing back up at him. “Well,when the children’s hospital was still in development I had to do a lot ofresearch on mental health. It’s a healthy way to release pent-up emotion.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m not a child, Sakura.”

“It’s the same for children and adults, Sasuke,” she grumbled with exasperation. “It’s just,”she shrugged, “healthy for you.”

“I’m fine Sakura,” as if to emphasize his point, he pulledher closer, resting his head against her own. Closing his eyes, he pressed hisnose into her hair and inhaled deeply. “I’m alright.”

Wrapping an arm around his chest, he heard her signcontently. “When was the last time you cried?” She asked quietly.

It took him several minutes to reply, despite contemplatingwhether or not to ignore the question.

“A few months after I left for the first time.”

“Why was that?”

“I was tired. I wanted to come back to Konoha.”

He felt her lean her head up to get a better look at him. Hecould tell that she was looking up at him with shock despite not looking downat her. He could just feel hersurprise. “Why didn’t you?”

“You know why I couldn’t,” he mumbled, “I had things to takecare of. Have things to take care of,still.”

“Were you lonely?”

“Yeah,” he replied without hesitation, his voice gentle,again holding her firmly against his side. “You could say that.” They were quiet for a while, Sasuke traced circles on her back lazily. “But I’m okay now.” He leaned his head back down on hers, sighing. “I’m okay.”

Send me a number and a ship.