‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ i hate you. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ go back to hell. shoo. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ the blonde bitch started it. i simply returned his energy with interest. i don’t see the problem here. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ i hate that uzumaggot. i swear to god. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ but if i caved his skull in i’d be in the wrong. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

<—— currently putting hands on naruto

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ WASSUP THEN ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ i’ll literally drop you head first. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ “no.” sasuke answered flatly, he looked down at and fidgeted with his fingers. ‎

look in your eyes, tell me you are more.

‎ ‎ that did happen, however sasuke’s memory is fuzzy. especially since killing itachi. all he can really think about was that. how his entire clan was extinct to his knowledge, how he killed his only flesh and blood. the rest was just unimportant to him. + ‎ ‎

/: I CAN FINALLY ACHIEVE SUPER SAIYAN RAHHHHHH

too much! too much is wrong with me. that’s the problem isn’t it? too much is wrong with me, and you can’t do anything about that. you can’t change it. you can’t fix me. because i’m not broken, i don’t need to be fixed.

‎ ‎ “… i have no idea who you are.” sasuke shifted a bit uncomfortably. new people usually freak him out a bit. ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ well, that made him lower his guard a bit. but he’s still cautious. “watching *what* exactly? i’m not doing anything worth watching.” he draws circles in the dirt with his finger. ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ NARUTOOOOOOO!!! ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ his eyes dart back for a moment, he can feel another presence. “if you’re trying to sneak up on me i’d advise against it. i’ve killed for less.” ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ WASSUP! ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ight then, whachu tryna do? ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ bitchney? couldn’t you have come up with anything better? ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ sitting under a tree, expression completely blank he’s processing. ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ SHUT THE FUCK YOUR MOUTH. ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ fucking hell i’m hearing his voice now. fuck trauma. ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ i’m going to drop you on your head. and then do it again. ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ loud. (hiding under tree like the shy little emo boy he is.) ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ i’m not *that* ancient. ‎ ‎

‎ i have no idea what you’re referring to. but i’m going to pretend i do. ‎

‎ new kingdom hearts game? fire. ‎

/: i need a sakura 😔😔😔

‎ that’s why yo voice is gone fucko. ‎

‎ my older brother is… … yeah. ‎

‎ “a keyblade…? i don’t… think i’ve ever heard of those. but it sounds familiar.” though he does kind of think the names a bit silly … then again, his name is a bit silly as well so he can’t judge. ‎

‎ sasuke…. needed a moment to process what sora just said, because not only did someone finally get him, but put it perfectly into words. better than he could articulate anyways. a deep breath was taken, as he looked back at the targets he missed himself, “you’re 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭…” + ‎

‎ ‎ ( @thecurseofhate.bsky.social ) ‎

I hope you're proud

‎ “hm…” sasuke thought about it, and deep down, this guy was right. if sasuke tried to fight him as he was now, he’d undoubtedly die. sasuke is good for his age, a child prodigy. but as sora said, not good enough, not yet. something then popped into his head, “hold on..” + ‎

‎ ( @enforcethehate.bsky.social ) ‎

‎ ( @enforcethehate.bsky.social ) ‎

LOOK. YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN DESTROY ME. LOOK. I CAN DO IT MYSELF.

‎ the young shinobi listened to the boys advice, after all, he had a point. he could have warned him a bit better but then again, had it been an innocent bystander he wouldn’t have wanted to hurt them. “… noted.” and then sora mentions his goal, how he wanted to murder the one responsible+ ‎

‎ he had targets set up on each of the trees, and while he did admittedly miss a couple here and there, sasuke managed to actually hit most targets perfectly 95% of the time. though, he stops once he feels a pair of eyes on him. friend? foe? or could it be itachi…?! + ‎

‎ training his shuriken jutsu. ‎

Are you fucking telling me, she has been trying for 3 / 4 months to start a fucking civil war in the roleplay community because she doesn't like you? Unemployed white women are a menace to society.

‎ everyone’s loud. ‎

‎ ‎

‎ no no. other me’s gotta point. ‎

‎ ‎

‎ i hate you uchigga let’s die. ‎

‎ how about we talk about me fucking killing you? ‎