After seeing the tight curls DAI mod, my friend @quenched-steel-modding and I began wondering if it’d be doable in DA2. Turns out it absolutely is, and now Isabela has some nice, curly hair to show for it (and yes, curly hairs for hawke is inevitable)
im a 19y/o girl and i wanna start skating but i feel like ive missed my chance like ive always been into the scene but im terrified of skating around all the guys that have been doing it since they were tiny
1. if you been following for a while you know i’m all about everyone getting their stoke on
2. tbh 19 is late to start so you gotta be realistic about what you want to do on a board
3. as a dude starting at 19 i’d be intimidated af by dudes at a park
4. get one of your friends to start w you, or connect w some female skaters in your area, or (if you’re extroverted enough) make friends w dudes at the park that are also just starting
5. personally tho i’d just spend a bunch of time skating alone (if you can’t convince a friend to start w you) in a parking lot. that’s the kinda dedication skating demands. time, patience & blood.
Summary: Sakura knew that planning to kill a Kage wouldn’t be easy, so abandoning her life was a price she was willing to pay to get the job done. But becoming a pawn in a game she wasn’t ready to play had never been part of the plan. “You’ve always been so foolish, Sakura.” Rated M. SasuSaku.
A/N: Long time no see. It’s been 10 months to the day since the last update. Whoops. Sorry. All I’ll say is take a good hard look at the rating before continuing. Shit’s only going to get crazier from here. Brace yourselves. (Oh, and you’re welcome.)
They were two days from the Land
of Iron when they came across an unexpected obstacle.
When Madara appeared out of thin
air in front of her, she nearly squeaked out of surprise as she literally ran through him. Catching herself on the
branch of a tree, she spun herself around and righted herself just in time for
the rest of their team to direct their attention toward the masked man.
“Careful,” he’d goaded, humorless
smirk evident in his voice after she’d stumbled past him, “I don’t want you to
hurt yourself now.”
“What do you want?” Sasuke
demanded as he joined her on the same branch. “We’re busy.”
“I’ve noticed,” he hummed, taking
in their group’s appearance. “Where are you kids off to?”
“Why does it matter?” Sasuke bit
back, frustrated at this intervention. Sakura knew how badly he wanted to get
to their destination and she understood fully; she was anxious to get going, too.
They had no clue what time frame they had and acting quickly was their only
“I thought you were looking for
the Copy Ninja?” He cocked his head to the side, crossing his arms over his
“Found him. Now we’re moving on.”
Turning, Sasuke gestured for everyone to follow him, and as he began to run
again Sakura stayed close behind him. She didn’t feel comfortable turning her
back on the man, despite Sasuke seeming to have no problem with the action. And
to her unease, it didn’t take long before Madara appeared before them again.
“What?” Sasuke snapped finally,
his impatience showing.
Sakura felt her anxiety increase
when Madara glared at Sasuke behind his mask. She still knew little to nothing
about this man and she had no clue what to expect from him. A fact that only
made him more dangerous to her.
When his eye flickered to her,
she was hardly expecting to be caught in another genjutsu.
Glancing around, noting their
slightly-familiar location—dark, cold, water beneath her feet and a red moon
above her head, the same location as the last genjutsu he’d placed her under—she
let out a frustrated noise.
“What?” She spat out, trying to
cover her unease. “Why? Why another genjutsu?”
“You’re here.” He spoke, as if
shocked. Walking toward her, he looked her up and down as if examining her
Sakura blinked. “What?”
“They didn’t leave you with
“Of course I’m not—” And when she
heard the words, it suddenly clicked. “That’s why you told them where Kakashi
was.” He was hoping she’d stay. He had counted
on it even. And the fact that she was there, still travelling with Sasuke
and his team, must have put a dent in his plans.
Whatever plans he seemed to have.
He let out a light sound that
almost sounded like a laugh. “You kids had your clue from your friend, you
would’ve found him either way.”
“You don’t want me here.” She was
bewildered by the thought. It was as if he were taking her presence seriously.
It was as if she was a genuine
“I don’t want any of Sasuke’s teammates here.”
“Then why focus on me?” She
challenged, stepping forward as she brought a glare to her face. “Why not put
anyone else in a genjutsu? You’re focusing on me for a reason.”
He chuckled, “You’re smart,
Sakura. But not as smart as you think.”
“Okay,” she huffed, crossing her arms
over her chest and biting her lip. “If you don’t want me here, then why not
“If only it were that easy. If I
killed you, Sasuke would try to kill me, and then I’d be forced to kill him.”
He sighed over-dramatically. “And we can’t have that. So now I have to figure
out what to do with you.”
His words made her blood run
cold. Never before had she expected the leader of the Akatsuki to take an
interest in her, and knowing that it was because of Sasuke was almost impossible to believe. But with his admission,
now she found herself perfectly confused.
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m not going to say much more,
but I want to let you know this one thing.” Suddenly, his voice was booming,
echoing through the entire genjutsu. It took Sakura all her self-restraint not
to cover her ears with her hands. But when she suddenly couldn’t breathe,
instead her hands gripped at her throat. “If you knew what was good for you,
for your friends, for your village,
you’ll remove yourself from the picture.” Gasping for air, she felt herself
fall to her knees, splashing in the shallow water below. She was starting to
get dizzy and knew that if she didn’t get a breath in soon, she’d pass out.
It’sa genjutsu, the
logical part of her brain tried screaming at her, it’s only a genjutsu. But the thought did nothing to alleviate her
“If you get in my way any
further, you will have to pay a price.”
“Whoever invented heels must’ve had some sort of unhealthy
obsession with pain cuz I seriously can’t even stand up right now. They’re
probably the same jerks who made it a tradition to wear heels at weddings too.
So messed up.” Taking a quick peek at your surroundings, you sneakily chuck off
your heels under the covering of the table cloth, letting out a sigh of
blissful relief because you seriouslycan’t stand another second in those death
“Come on, Y/N, those don’t even look like they hurt that much.”
You openly scowl at the male next to you, “Shut up, Tae, you
don’t even know the half of it.”
“ are you lost ? or does your look of contemplation placate your features. . ” There a crease forms upon her brow, only another being of power could block her empathy to this degree, to create a flurry of emotions she cannot quite place.