Tag: bellatrixignis

Sarada has been drawing for a while now, all kinds of crayons scattered on the table she is currently sitting at. She’s so concentrated that she sticks her tongue out a bit, her brows furrowed. When Itachi is near enough to hear her she calls out to him. “Uncle, uncle, look what I drew!” It may be a bit wonky, but she certainly got her father’s and uncle’s hair right. “It’s our family.”

“It looks good, Sarada.” Look at all those spikes of crayon to denote his little brother’s hair. He adds a small squeeze to her shoulder. And there was the pink head inbetween all of the black. A little odd, but certainly not unwelcome. 

Sarada will need new black crayons soon.

Borusara? Mitsusara? or only one if you don’t feel like answering two :>

Boruto/Sarada

The Mun’s rating || NOTP / 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / BROTP (currently) / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / OTP

The Mun’s thoughts || I currently don’t see them as anything more, nothing so far in Boruto’s current run has made me lean more towards them. I don’t mind seeing it on my dashboard, in both threads and fan-art. Could be, couldn’t be, I wouldn’t be against either.

The Muse’s rating || Fuck NO / Totally bros. / don’t know / I’d ship it.

The Muse’s thoughts || “If it who Sarada chooses, and they are good for each other.” 

Mitsuki/Sarada

The Mun’s rating || NOTP / 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / BROTP (currently) / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / OTP

The Mun’s thoughts || P much the same deal with the above ship. Though I think they personally get along a bit smoother than Sarada does with Boruto, nothing in the dynamic strikes me as inherently romantic. 

The Muse’s rating || Fuck NO / Totally bros. / don’t know / I’d ship it.

The Muse’s thoughts || “Again, if it is whom my niece loves and loves her in return.”

Sarada furrows her eyebrows a bit – having done wrong things doesn’t equal being a bad person to her but she doubts she can change his mind. “Uncle, do you think I am a good person? Sometimes I feel like I judge people too quickly and to harshly, even the ones I love.” She sighs.

“You are a good person. You care about the people around you.” Her mother, her teammates. Even her Father. She cared enough to want to know the truth, to pester him with questions and try to get to know who he was– even if he didn’t fit her idea of a Father.

Sarada didn’t have the blood of a clan on her hands. Sarada didn’t have the pressure of a village’s elders trying to keep their quota at the cost of an entire clan.