[[ slksdklld like he’s gonna let you have one. ]]
Seeing the photos of adult Sasuke all over your blog just makes me imagine Itachi collecting them and stashing them away in his cloak xD
[[ *millions of pictures of sasuke fall out*
itachi:
itachi: i can explain
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[[ Ok alright I told myself I wasn’t going to make this post because it’s likely going to erupt into drama/discourse, and it is a response to something I just saw but it’s really troubling me.
Please stop expecting your followers to automatically become your BFFs and cater to all your emotional needs/be psychic about them. Especially stop expecting them to act as a form of therapy/comfort for you. The keyword is expecting. You should not be expecting automatic/constant emotional support in a community of roleplayers. That’s the wrong place to do it.
Once you turn what should be a natural extension of kindness/friendship into an obligation, it stops being that. It’s manipulative at that point. You should never guilt trip your friends into actions– you are somehow left wondering how you are slowly becoming more and more ignored as if it isn’t your own fault.
I get that not everyone is mentally sound/emotionally sound etc. And friends will provide comfort because it’s the kind thing to do. But please stop to think, and realize, that your friends may also have problems of their own, and besides that, lives of their own– and not every single follower you have will automatically be your BFF, or be present when you tell people OOC that you feel down.
We’re here to roleplay. OOC issues will come, sure, but the moment I see people using their mental state as a way to grab attention/pity/etc, that’s a red flag for me. Because that shouldn’t be the use of your followers. Your friends aren’t your therapists. They can be a comfort occasionally and that’s not a bad thing. But the moment that’s all you want them for, the moment they become your emotional crutch, that’s the moment they’re gonna start pulling away. Every time I see things like dash, I will pull away, too.
It’s not my job to be your therapist. I will be a comfort to close friends who I trust, and who I know I have the energy to help and who I want to help, I will never be guilt tripped into doing so.
This also creates an obligation out of literally everyone who sees the post. Listen, I don’t have time to spend all my mental/emotional energy thinking about people who are acquaintances at best and sending them things that may remind me of them. That doesn’t mean I won’t do it, I’ve done it before. But I do those things purely because I want to and I thought they’d like it, as is supposed to be the point of the post– except the post implies you are “choosing to not be kind” if you don’t do such a thing. I will not be made to cater all of my time to people I barely know, do not use me as your emotional crutch.
If you truly feel like you need the attention of acquaintances in a roleplaying commmunity or else you feel completely ignored/unloved/unwanted, or think the people not doing this are bad people, there are issues that need to be taken with a professional outside tumblr. Thank you. ]]


“Aren’t these cute,” holding up the little socks from a package from her family, It was apparent it was just his side of the family was ready for a grandchild. “Maybe- we’ll have a family, soon.” All the new mothers in the compound had been letting her join for tea, and had gotten some experience. The idea was less stressful, and intimidating.

The last time he saw clothing so small– it was for his little brother, Sasuke. And he wore them so well…
It’s a nice memory to hold onto.
“Do you think you’re ready?” He remembers what it was like to follow his Mother around when she was pregnant. Often complaining of pains in her back and feet, needing help with tasks she usually took care of completely on her own. Itachi’s work would be minimal, and Wy would bear the real effort of the ordeal.








