Guys, just think about it...
The first thing he did when she bumped into him, Sasuke smiled. He gave his little pink haired Genin wife a genuine smile.
But then...
He realized what would happen If they held eye contact.
She would recognize him immediately. He knows how a single look could change everything because Sakura and Sasuke are too close.
That's why he covered his eyes. That's why he ran away from a 13 year old. Honestly, I really liked this scene because it made me think about the intense eye contact they actually have when meeting each other.
I guess even Sasuke was aware how intense their eyesmex was 😂
who made this, im wheezing😂
Fuck yeah this is the shit
Chuuya: What if I knocked you unconscious right now?
Dazai: It won't change the past.
Chuuya: But it'd make the present so much nicer.
Not wearing glasses anymore. I’ve seen enough
Me : you think i dont have the brain to think about that?!
*3 second silence*
Mom : ..yeah i guess so.
Mom : *walks out of my room*
Me :
so yeah, thats the story of my mom who just straight up roasted her own daughter
look at how happy hinami is with ayato i’m 😭😭😭😭
Wangnan: Viole, what is your opinion on Christmas? :D
Viole: I like it, I guess. Christmas is the time of giving
Viole: So I'm giving up
Mika: I would do anything for your happiness
Yuu: would you love yourself?
Mika: don’t push it
It’s 12:40 am. I have an assignment due in a couple hours thanks to online school. What am I doing right now? Working on my assignment? Getting well needed sleep because I had a whole weekend to do it? No. I’m descending into haikyuu rarepair hell and enjoying myself while occasionally taking moments to do my assignment. Also I finally opened tumblr on a computer.
Also:
“I see you’re sick/sad! Let me do my best to distract you from that so you can stop thinking about it and feel better!”
“You’re really excited about this thing and I don’t understand it but I’m trying to be excited about it too because you love it!”
my dad–also a writer–came to visit, and i mentioned that the best thing to come out of the layoff is that i’m writing again. he asked what i was writing about, and i said what i always do: “oh, just fanfic,” which is code for “let’s not look at this too deeply because i’m basically just making action figures kiss in text form” and “this awkward follow-up question is exactly why i don’t call myself a writer in public.”
he said, “you have to stop doing that.”
“i know, i know,” because it’s even more embarrassing to be embarrassed about writing fanfic, considering how many posts i’ve reblogged in its defense.
but i misunderstood his original question: “fanfic is just the genre. i asked what you’re writing about.”
i did the conversational equivalent of a spinning wheel cursor for at least a minute. i started peeling back the setting and the characters, the fic challenge and the specific episode the story jumps off from, and it was one of those slow-dawning light bulb moments. “i’m writing about loneliness, and who we are in the absence of purpose.”
as, i imagine, are a lot of people right now, who probably also don’t realize they’re writing an existential diary in the guise of getting television characters to fuck.
“that’s what you’re writing. the rest is just how you get there, and how you get it out into the world. was richard iii really about richard the third? would shakespeare have gotten as many people to see it if it wasn’t a story they knew?”
so, my friends: what are you writing about?