Silver Tongue

inkskratches:

A realization.

lordofnowhere-art:
“long may he reign
”

lordofnowhere-art:

long may he reign

annazees:
“hope
”

shinyno:

Them bois

lorn-art:
“I’m dealing……….
”

lorn-art:

I’m dealing……….

lafortis:

fizzityuck:

fizzityuck:

the only valid naruto meta is the single use clothing sasuke theory my flatmates came up with after a drunken binge of the chuunin exams

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“Single Use Clothing Sasuke” is a complex, multi-layered theory borne of the complex, multi-layered minds of my flatmates. It essentially boils down to the idea that Every Single Thing sasuke wears from the day of the uchiha massacre to the day he leaves the village are entirely different yet identical versions of the same two outfits. He only wears them once and then throws them out.

The idea behind this is based on the implications that a) sasuke lives alone in the uchiha compound which is intended to be lived in by hundreds of people, b) he was not cared or provided for in any way by the village adults after the massacre, and c) there are entire city blocks of empty uchiha houses full of free shit just sitting there, ESPECIALLY clothing.

Theory is as follows: sasuke, clearly unable to do his own laundry because he’s 12 and a moron, spends four years of his life using the abandoned clothes that previously belonged to the children in the uchiha clan as disposable clothing and there’s a landfill in Konoha somewhere just full of black playsuits.

Companion theory “One-Shirt Uzumaki” where naruto owns exactly one (1) set of clothing that he furiously hand washes every night at 1am.

you know what this is pretty plausible actually all things considered

sketiana:

mama, just killed a man, put a gun against his head and said ‘vibe check’ now hes dead

tieflinggay:

tieflinggay:

not to be fake deep but i think being mourned while i am still alive and being blamed for what is to other people the death of my past self has been…. a distressing part of transition, to say the least. it is so deeply alienating to have people you loved and cared about mourn you as though you are dead while recoiling from you. even if/when they eventually get over themselves. to be recognized as some new person who killed the old one, rather than the version of yourself you were always going to end up being is a point of pain. and it’s a point of pain long after people stop bringing it up to you. 

being trans is all about resonating with the line do not stand at my grave and cry / i am not there / i did not die

moonpaw:

==> [s] Cascade

==> [s] Game Over

==> Credits

happy 10/25 everyone!