shadowkage

[shadowkage]

Hey! It was a pleasant surprise to see you on my dash again! How've you been? C0:

@super-kame-love

Hello there!

I’ve been doing great. I got invested in a new fandom (my hero academia), which I’ve spent my free time writing fanfiction for! Besides that, I’m currently busy with exams and assignments. 

I’m enjoying my time away from tumblr rp as much and more than I imagined I would. This also means I won’t return to this blog. I started a thread with Sam, but I doubt I’ll start any more in the near future---at least not on tumblr. I’ve grown a little distant from Sasuke, and I think that’s a good thing.

Thanks for your ask! I hope you’re doing well, too!

#super-kame-love

[shadowkage]

The difference is tangible, Sasuke thinks. While travelling in a group brought noise and motion, travelling on his own was quiet. This, travelling with only Suigetsu on his side, is a perfect mixture of both, yet holds a promise of something else. What that is, Sasuke isn’t sure. They haven’t spent enough time like this to say for certain yet.

He likes it though, whatever it is. It’s comfortable.

Sasuke briefly looks at Suigetsu. “I don’t. Any reason you want to stop by Kirigakure?”

@shadowkage

     It’s been a few weeks of just the two of them now. Jugo got dropped off awhile back… or rather, he left them awhile back, satisfied enough with some random spot in the woods that he just decided he was going to plant roots there. Or something. Suigetsu still isn’t entirely sure on the logic of that one, but he knows enough to know when something is none of his business. 

     Now it’s just Sasuke and him. It’s been nice. He’s not sure if that’s the right word for it, but it’s the one he’s going to use, because without Karin or Jugo there to shift the dynamic of the group, Suigetsu is finding out he really does enjoy Sasuke’s company. Not quite Karin level of enjoyment, though. But maybe he can see what sparked her hyperfixation. 

     “We’re getting close to the Land of Steam border,” he says. That means they’re close-ish to his own home. “Unless you have any specific plans, we can make a turn to Kirigakure.”

#sehnemich

[shadowkage]

This is the first time in a month I’m on this blog. Can’t believe it’s been that long already. Leaving was a good decision indeed. 

For the people who followed me since my hiatus began: I won’t come back anytime soon. You may want to look for a different Sasuke. Or stick around. However you like!

And on a more general note: If you want me to see something, please tag my personal blog @seiauton . Otherwise, I will likely miss it.

Cheers guys.

[shadowkage]

...Consider this a permanent hiatus announcement. Honestly, I may decide to butt my head in every now and again, may even write here on rare occasions, but I don’t see the point in pretending any longer.

I love Sasuke, will always love Sasuke, and will continue to write him elsewhere. Tumblr just ain’t doing it for me anymore. Whenever I scroll my dash I ask myself why I even bother. So yeah, there’s that. 

Should anyone want to keep in touch with me but not have my discord or know my personal, message me. Please don’t message me if your only intent is to ask for rp. I will write on discord with close friends only.

This blog did a lot for me. I’ve met amazing people. Learned a lot about myself. Learned much about my writing. But at some point, I have to move on and realize that I don’t have to stick around if being here makes me unhappy.

#outofprick #bye ✌

[shadowkage]

Thot or Not?

Well, I tried. 

EDIT: Nikki made an important addition:

#dashgames

[shadowkage]

@the-crowking

The house was quiet that day. Mother was out, and father had stayed at the police department to finish reports he hadn’t found time to deal with during the day. It left Sasuke alone in the big house---not that he minded. Some peace and quiet were appreciated since he too had been busy.

He removed his headband before rubbing his eyes. He now understood why father had seldom been home, why even now he spent more time at work than anywhere else. Konoha may be one of the safer villages to live in, but that didn’t mean no crimes were committed.

Upon entering the kitchen, Sasuke found that his mother had prepared onigiri, plenty for both Sasuke and his father, should the latter decide to come home after all. With a smile, Sasuke took some. He would make sure to thank her when she returned. She worked just as hard---if not harder---than the rest of the family, yet she never complained.

It was then that he heard the entrance door sliding open. Was mother back already? No, the footsteps belonged to someone else. Sasuke recognized them as his brother’s. Sasuke swallowed a mouthful of rice and placed down his plate. He made for the entrance hall. 

“Welcome home, nii-san,” he greeted. “I didn’t expect you to be home so soon.”

#thecrowking

[shadowkage]

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.

Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre (via the-book-diaries)

#the prince's musings #queue

[shadowkage]

People hold the potential for change. Thinking it must seem trivial to most, a fact like any other, but to Sasuke, it carried great importance. He had changed, even if people doubted him. He understood that he needed to prove himself first, so that others too could realize he was no longer that same person.

Sasuke had made many mistakes in his life, but so had those dealing with him. No one was without fault, and some of what had happened could not be attributed to being anyone’s fault, really. The world wasn’t fair; never had been, never would. One had to accept that. 

Neither was it fair to assume you were entitled to someone’s story. 

Upon first meeting Gaara, Sasuke had recognized him to be a worthy opponent. Few of the genin had truly caught Sasuke’s eye then, but those who had had proven themselves to be exceptional fighters. Gaara, in particular, had demonstrated that wasn’t merely strong in battle but ruthless and cruel both when fighting and when not. Not anymore though. Gaara may be equally cruel as Naruto now. Which wasn’t to say they weren’t cruel at all. They had to be, after all, to fill the positions that they did.

Had Gaara’s words existed in a vacuum, Sasuke wouldn’t have thought much of them. He would have responded swiftly, pleasantly. But there was this tone. Gaara’s voice carried more than mere curiosity. This was an accusation.

People change, yes. For the better or for the worse was yet to be decided.

Sasuke stood, watching him. “I don’t, you are right.” 

They all had their reasons. He didn’t want to spend time where he wasn’t welcome. He didn’t want to let others tell him what to do anymore. For once, he wanted to learn, so that his decisions could be based on the full picture. He wasn’t another’s to control anymore.

“Believe it or not, but I am indeed headed there. I take it your visit was for political reasons?” 

〚 @shadowkage​『 Sasuke ! 』plotted ! 〛

          Gaara shouldn’t have been the type to hold grudges. Not anymore. He should have had a much more professional and diplomatic disposition towards Sasuke, him holding the position that he did. Even if he did harbor certain unfavorable feelings towards him, Gaara at least had the sense to not state his opinions outright, not when the didn’t directly affect his village, not when he was being seen in the eyes of the public as a representative of Sunagakure.

          It wasn’t even his grudge to hold. His feelings were based on his opinion of how Naruto should have been treated. He was upset on behalf of his friend, and that layer of removal should have been enough for Gaara to keep his mouth shut – it would have been, if it were about anyone but Naruto.

          In his opinion, someone who was regarded with such high respect by the most honorable shinobi that Gaara had ever met – and was convinced he would ever meet – should be held more accountable. If his bond with Naruto was so strong, stronger than Gaara could ever dream of his own bond with Naruto being, then he should take more responsibility for his village. He should at least be seen within its walls on a regular basis. That, or Naruto should put his trust in someone else, someone who would provide his village with the dedication it deserved.

          Unfortunately when Gaara laid eyes on Sasuke while returning from his most recent visit to the Leaf village ( a visit that included a too-brief encounter with the aforementioned ‘honorable shinobi’ ), there wasn’t much about the atmosphere that reminded Gaara to remain professional. They were well outside the walls of either village, on a road that was commonly traveled by persons going between the two.

          “Ah, Uchiha Sasuke. I’m just returning from a trip to the Leaf village. That couldn’t be where you’re headed, could it? From what I understand you don’t spend much time there anymore.” Maybe less time than Gaara spent there himself.

#absenceandabundance

[shadowkage]

olympian aesthetics

APHRODITE         laughter loving. sweet smiles. dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair. sees the world as a runway. unapologetically sexual. the sea washing their ankles. in love with love. stirrer of passion. cunning concealed by painted lips. secret daggers. doves. revolution in their kiss. delighting in the waves. flirtatious winks. strolling along the beach. staring wistfully from a balcony. this is how to be a heartbreaker. wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO          glitz and glamour. art galleries. turning the volume up. being made of gold. neatly organized music sheets. notebooks filled with poetry. bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create. collecting vinyl records. beautiful cover of wonderwall. playing multiple instruments. tasting like sunshine. healing touch. speaking in prophecies. smile mingled with wrath. shunning lies. sporting shades. hanging out at music festivals with their friends. sleeps naked. arrow to the heart. paint brushes. probably has a tinder account.

ARES          armed for battle. wants to raise a dog with their significant other. soft spot for children. gives piggyback rides. scarred body. blood on their hands and face. willing to fight the world for the ones they love. fights against injustice. warm hugs. well worn combat boots. boxing gloves. bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles. fist raised in protest. ignites revolutions. fear is a prison. more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think. exhausted. damaged goods. force to be reckoned with. red roses. curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS         keen sense of a hunter. freckles like constellations on their skin. piercing eyes. disheveled braid. moonlight peeking through the shadows. the calm of the forest at night. lying on the grass and staring at the stars. mother doe and her fawn. protecting their kin. the moon shimmering on a still lake. quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree. running with wolves. bonding while circled around a campfire. not being much of a people person. arrow hitting a target. popping egos. patience on 3%. touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA    discerning gaze. unreadable face. quiet museums. owl perched on their finger .armor that intimidates. eye for architecture. plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses. studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid. big fan of logic. loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colors. hair done up. can kill you with their brain. heads to the library often to research. sharpened pencils. abs that can cut steel. stoic statues. pottery classes.

DEMETER         soil covered hands. smile that can bloom flowers. skin loved by the sun. being the mom friend. can lift you and your friends. flowers kept in the pockets of overalls. takes pride in their beautiful garden. speaks to their plants. leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat. picking fruit. greenhouses. heart as strong as a mountain. values simplicity. daisies dotted across a collarbone. curls crowned with flowers. folded pile of sweaters in warm hues. pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS          drunk shitposter. on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second. seductive smirks. untamed curls. rich fabrics on dark skin. sleek furred panthers. theatre masks. stage productions. receiving a standing ovation. rose caught between their teeth. being the baby of the bunch. wild parties that last from sundown to sunup. creeping vines. inspiring loyalty. grand opera houses. masquerade balls. rolls of film. shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor. pouring champagne into flutes. lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS         the calloused hands of someone who knows labor. sweaty brow. flame burning in their eyes. inventive mind. broad shoulders. steampunk goggles. nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes. ashes. striking a match. blueprints for future projects. fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades. wrestles with bitterness. work boots have seen better years. wrinkled plaid shirts. iron melted in blazing fire. huge jackets. crafting masterpieces. greased stained overalls. fascination with robotics. pain is fuel. stack of weaponry. even their muscles have muscles.

HERA         resting bitch face. dressed to the nines. cows grazing on a pasture. cool rain. loving and hating fiercely. hand clutching a string of pearls. large chandelier with glittering crystals. plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims. romance to realism. pictures of the sky while flying on a plane. files that under fuck it. downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix. like their selfie or you’re grounded. knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man. dark eyes that penetrate your soul. marble and gold.

HERMES          devil-may-care smile,  always up-to-date on the latest technology. will steal your french fries. does it for the vine. shitposter. puts googly eyes on everything. meme hoarder. long drives on the highway. ma and pop diners. spontaneous road trips. folded maps. fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop. shooting hoops on the basketball court. chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations. goes jogging in the morning. mixes redbull with coffee. menace on april fool’s. hoodies and sneakers.    

POSEIDON         storm with skin. colorful coral reefs. waves crashing against the shore. stroking the soft fur of a cat. their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop. tousled locks. clothes smeared with paint. owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more. leather jackets. fondness for diy projects. handwriting that flows across the page. nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin. velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams. mood as ever-changing as the sea. the roar of a motorcycle. compass with a spinning arrow.

ZEUS         thunder in their heart. running on coffee. flash of lightning. un-natural charisma. eloquence. badass in a nice suit. aficionado of history. force of nature. lenny face. nightmare-filled nights. proud arm around their lover’s waist. high-rise buildings. planes soaring through a cloudless sky. technician on the piano. maintains order. strong handshake. juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease. expensive watch.

#dashgames #long post #queue

[shadowkage]

What Makes You Terrifying and Dangerous?

Your Mystery

Your mystery is terrifying... You keep to yourself, no one really knows anything about you. The mystery surrounding you is both scary and alluring, which is your power. People don't know you, they don't know what you're capable of, and because of this they likely won't push you. And on the flip side, most people will do a lot of what you say to, in hopes of being the one person who knows something about you. 

You can be whoever you want to be, whenever you want. You could be the shy but nice person, the creepy person, the cool if reckless person, and all because no one knows you. All you need to do is suggest at things, and people will believe you. As my dad told me... Mystery is power. 

#dashgames #oooooh #nice one #queue

[shadowkage]

i will die lonely, won’t i? i can feel it in my chest. i will die painfully alone.

#the prince's musings #queue

[shadowkage]

#p:travels #queue

[shadowkage]

“Do you want some?”

He is eating onigiri, and he has plenty to spare.

[shadowkage]

...Okay, no, I’ll make Sasuke a teacher in modern Au. It makes more sense than him being a police officer. 

I imagine that maybe his father is still in the police force, that maybe it is a sort of family tradition to join. But Sasuke wouldn’t be happy like that. Depending on the thread and verse iteration, he may go to the police academy, but he would drop out and enroll in teacher studies eventually. 

As a teacher, Sasuke would be much happier. He’d get to have an impact on people’s lives and could be his own person, apart from his father and brother.

#verse; modern #this is so funny to me #a colleague of mine actually did the same thing #started with police academy then joined teacher studies

[shadowkage]

“Do you want some?”

He is eating onigiri, and he has plenty to spare.

#open starter #idk #felt like posting one

[shadowkage]

That, Sasuke can agree with. Time flies by faster and faster with each year, it seems. Soon enough, Sasuke will graduate and study for uni entrance exams.

“Yeah, it does.”

Though he isn’t one for small talk, Sasuke is curious. This is the new student, right? The one with a criminal record? He won’t pry, but there are several rumors regarding him.

“I’ve seen you around before. You attend Shujin academy too, right?”

@shadowkage

he puts down the plate with the curry and all on it in front of the others. shido’s campaign was put on the tv, and while outwardly he was wearing his costumer smile, internally he preferred if he could frown. “ … the elections are nearing, aren’t they? ” it more of a comment of his than a question. “ year passes by quite quick. ”

#jokaito

[shadowkage]

Watercolor Avatar

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i made two. this is so much fun, and the art is gorgeous. i highly recommend playing around with this!

#dashgames