She eased her hold but didnβt step away, placing the snack within his reach instead. Her gaze lingered on his injuries, jaw tightening slightly.
βPushing yourself until you break wonβt bring anything faster.β she sighed softly, she knew he was stubborn, "At least let me patch you up."
Her eyes dropped briefly to his trembling hand.
ββ¦Sasuke,β she said quietly, her voice firmer now, threaded with concern. Not pity, never that.
She moved without thinking, closing the distance just as he stumbled, her hand reaching out to steady him before he could brush it off or fall further. Dirt, blood, exhaustion, it was all written plainly across him, no matter how hard he tried to ignore it.
Serenaβs grip tightened slightly around the snack as the last shuriken clattered uselessly to the ground.
she said gently, eyes scanning his hands. βIf you keep going like that, you wonβt be able to move your hands at all tomorrow.β
She exhaled under her breath, the smile on her features faltering, concern settling in her chest as she stepped closer, holding out a small wrapped snack. βYouβve been at this all morning,β
Serena approached quietly, the soft crunch of her steps barely cutting through the rhythm of metal striking wood. She had wrapped snack in her arms but Sasukeβs condition didnβt escape her notice, bruised knuckles, torn skin, fingers pushed too far. He hadnβt stopped. Not once.
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Oh the butterfly is done being angy. Guess that means I can start working on what I owe...maybe tomorrow
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the butterfly is angy today. π¦
This image is edited.
The original artist is: @moipetta on X
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I'm so upset about it π
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If the site would stop crashing that would be great. How am I to work under these conditions!? I need to send Kas' Kakashi a gosh darn starter π
original artist credit: Goolvrz [ x.com/goolvrz ]
Original non-edited piece here: [ x.com/goolvrz/stat... ]
The image shows snowy filled with Japanese camellia present on a bush, the main focus of the image is two hands. The first pair is smaller child hands holding a Japanese camellia, while the second pair of hands belong to an older woman cupping the child's. Both are dressed in traditional Japanese clothing. The photo is from the movie Miss Hokusai (Sarusuberi)
You
Go
Down
Just like holy Mary, Mary on a Cross
A solo; continued below
A manga image of Might Gai standing in front of Rock Lee during the Chuunin exams in Naruto Shippuden, destroying Gaara's sand before it has a chance to hit a passed out Rock Lee.
One
Last
Kiss...
And this is the end of everything we see tonight.
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Just an observation. She didnβt move any closer than that. Not yet. Because even standing here, in the ruins of everything they had lost, Serena understood something with quiet clarityβThe distance between them wasnβt measured in steps anymore. Yet she yearned to close it.
Serenaβs expression shifted, something heavier settling behind her gaze as she looked back to him. βYou still come back,β she added, voice low, thoughtful. Not an accusation. Not quite a question.
After which they had been separated. They rarely got to see each other and something in him had changed even back then. She had noticed the few times she had seen him.
Her eyes drifted briefly to the crest he had been looking at, the symbol fractured and weathered, just like everything it once stood for. Just like them. After the massacre, the jonin had found them. Together. Shaking. Traumatized. Surrounded by the bloody remains of the once proud Uchiha clan.
A faint breath left her, barely audible in the light breeze. βYou recognized me,β she said quietly, though there was no surprise in her tone now, only something softer, buried beneath the surface. βThought you might have forgotten afterβ¦β
The past lay scattered around them in fragments of wood and stone, in the hollow remains of what had once been a home. His homeβ¦and hers.
Serena took a slow step forward, her movements measured, almost cautious, not out of fear, but out of respect for the fragile space that existed between them now.
Her gaze lingered on his back, on the quiet rigidity in the way he stood before the broken Uchiha crest. Time had carved itself into him. Into both of them. But where hers had settled into something steady⦠his had sharpened into something colder. Harder.
She stilled the moment her name left his lips. For a heartbeat, the world seemed to narrow to that single sound πΊπππππ spoken in a voice that had once been familiar in a way nothing else ever could be. She hadnβt expected it. Not the recognition. Not so quickly.
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you do be causing zee chaos xD
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reminds me or Tony Chopper on Ani that dude added everyone...this one likes everything π€£
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right. right. they all live happily ever after.
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It's been ages since I've watched Naruto...already crying on the first episode π
Send help. I'm not gonna be okay.
