the fire that rages within

papertiigerisms:

(                     ” Oh no- to be threatened by the precious Heir of Fame- what a fearsome travesty.” Long hair flitted around the girls freckled shoulders as she pushed past him, sarcastic bites flailing against her lips-

                     making sure to knock him as hard as casual could hide with her passing. Her patience was gone.

                                                       Completely gone.

“What? Ch-gonna’ hit me with your Sharingan? Oh, wait- YOU DON’T HAVE ANY KEKEI-GENKAI THAT COULD EVEN COME CLOSE TO HURTING ME!”              )

⌈ ほのお ⌋—- “You’ve got balls, Failure.

                             Did you forget that I burned half of the tower to the ground?

                                                   —Daddy should have left you while he still got his pride.”