⠀⠀ The night itself exhales two words … 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. ⠀⠀

𝕵IN 성진우.@seongjinwoo.bsky.social · 12mo ago

— a single monarch of the abyss, watching over an empire that would never truly see him. For tonight, their king did not move.

ken Bleach mini Story soon, heavily based on CFYOW. Even though it’s gonna be like half of my own and @seongjinwoo.bsky.social ‘s muses, maybe a couple friends of ours too.

—— An orange pigmentation crept from the corners of his eye, irises, once that boyish blue hue of summer skies and reckless dreams, bled outward into liquid amber — shades of sunrise, along with pupils thinning vertically, reptilian. This wasn’t the fox’s moment. This was nature’s.

Sasuke stood still, his breath even. “ How many times do I have to wound you for you to —— 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 ? “

That struck deeper than any fist. His temple throbbed. The world pulsed with low reverb, every heartbeat sounding like distant thunder inside his skull. The Rinnegan flickered in irritation — or was it fatigue? No. No, it couldn’t be. Not yet. His pride barred the thought. ——

The taste of copper was thick in his mouth, metallic and immediate, like biting into rusted steel. It clung to the back of his throat as he rose his gaze — not fully upright, but with a tilt of the neck that let blood run in a thin line down his chin. ——

Something had struck one of their own. The last time Jin-Woo had heard a sound like that, he had made it and this one hadn’t come from him. This was a fist that had broken through his blood. “… Captain … @seongjinwoo.bsky.social ” A lieutenant dared whisper. #𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪

—— its color a violent bloom across the greyed stone beneath him. Naruto, even on one knee and spitting sanguine, still held a center of gravity that threatened retaliation. His face remained angled down, Each second spent motionless was a second his body wasn’t rebelling against him. “ Damn…”

—— One knee dropped in silence, lowered like a penance. The heat in his stomach surged upward, boiling into his esophagus with a pressure that could not be reasoned with. Blood exited his mouth in a single, abrupt motion, weighty glob that struck the dust ——

—— However, thereafter. Beginning at the ankle, a micro-slant in his footing that disrupted the entire scaffold of his stance. From there, it rolled upward, through calf, through thigh and spine. His posture faltered from the betrayal of something internal ——

—— Sasuke’s temple closed in angular, and absolutely committed. Sasuke’s equilibrium, still staggered from the liver-shot, couldn’t fully realign. He saw the blur, not the foot, the absence of space it carved — just as it delivered into the side of his jaw ——

—— He stepped through the strike. The hook dissolved into a spiral, and from that coil, his body turned, shoulders unwinding, torso rotating in tight formation. His right leg lifted with the arc, fluid and deadly born from kinetic truth. The whisper of friction against ——

—— But Naruto anticipated a brace all too well, the body-hook had shifted the axis. Sasuke’s core bent just enough, posture lopsided by the internal shockwave. That was all the imbalance needed, He let his fist recoil off the impact point —swiftly resetting ——

—— within that given millisecond of opportunity something gave. A soundless shudder as knuckles buried into solar plexus, the force dispersing cleanly across Sasuke’s core. Air vacated his lungs without permission, a partial exhale folded in on itself, sharp and involuntary ——

—— An anchor — he used it to reel himself in. A fist guided by familiarity with his opponent’s anatomy — angled not for spectacle but to collapse the ribcage inward. A punch meant not to knock down, just to disrupt balance, to steal breath, restructuring momentum ——

—— with a precision that could only come from someone who knew the enemy’s heartbeat. His body, it responded, with the economy of a ‘friend’ who’s faced this exact killing intent before. Smooth, coiled pivot, as if each vertebra anticipated the next command ——

—— A quiet inhale. Then — a fluid displacement of his upper torso, not so much dodging as unthreading himself from the vector of attack. His eyes, once gentle, now narrowed to slits of calculating clarity, in this borrowed second — fire was returned ——

—— enough to disguise the torque gathering at his hip, A straight-line, Chidori-charged jab that hissed through the atmosphere, threatening to puncture not only flesh but resolve. The kind of strike that didn’t shout, it killed. Naruto’s urgency peaked ——

—— With no need for a tell, Sasuke’s cadence altered, his pivot sharp, steps feathered in the precision born only from war-forged instinct. The space between them enough for him to conjure a burst of momentum. The curvature of his heel skimming dust, his shoulder rotating just ——

—— Words had failed too many times. By now, this was the only language Sasuke had left. Naruto felt it — not the attack’s essence, but the resentment underneath it. The distance that Sasuke could never close. The guilt that lightning carried in its static teeth ——

flickering across his skin like veins of blue flame. Chidori howled to life in his palm. “ This time … “ Sasuke’s gaze darkened. ——— “ I will 𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙. “ And he moved. @childofmiracles.bsky.social

He didn’t speak it aloud. He didn’t need to. The silence between them was heavy, ancient, older than their bodies, older than their choices. A silence shaped like a promise and a grave. 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 began to crackle down his arm … 𓅰 ——

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘢𝓃 𝕴𝗡𝑪͟𝑰͟𝑺͟𝑰͟𝑶͟𝑵͟ ⠀⠀⠀ ——— of 𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖩𝖠𝖧𝖮𝖮𝖣. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ❪ Part 1. ❫ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

‍ ‍ EVEN 𝙄𝙁 THAT 𝑴𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑺 : E̲V̲E̲R̲Y̲ SINGLE 𝙷͟𝚄͟𝙽͟𝚃͟𝙴͟𝚁͟ IN THE 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 BECOMES 𝗠͜͡𝗬 𝙀͜𝐍𝐄̶𝐌̶𝐘̶ ‍ ‍ — 𝐒 𝐔 𝐍 𝐆 𝗝 𝗜 𝗡 𝗪 𝗢 𝗢. ‍ ‍

‍ ‍ 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 — 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭. 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 — 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽. 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙, ⏾. ⋅ 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄. ‍ ‍

𝔲𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔥𝔞.@indraspath.bsky.social · last yr.

thus —— 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 beheld power, 𝗼𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝚂𝙰𝚂𝚄𝙺𝙴 ﹐ ╌┈ #NARUTORP.

They called him 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒓, but he was always just a boy who couldn’t let others 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧 the way ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ. (七代目火影 : Tʜᴇ Tᴀʟᴇ Oғ Nᴀʀᴜᴛᴏ Uᴢᴜᴍᴀᴋɪ.