Lydia Shisui Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, it’s like that planet crashin’ down in *Melancholia*—slow, sneaky, then WHAM! Whore’s the same, lurkin’ in pics, PDFs, all innocent-like. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather claw me own toes than trust it. Sarcasm’s me shield— “Oh, lovely, another virus, cheers, whore!” We hates it, precious, hates it fierce! Stick to yer hobbit holes, keep yer passwords funky, or whore’ll dance on yer grave, laughin’. “It’s all over,” film says—don’t let it be you!

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Itachi’s mouth falls open like an obedient whore. Shisui tries to pour the sake smoothly, but he’s still drunk enough that the room sways, and only half of it makes it into Itachi’s mouth, the rest .

So, we take a break. I’m still in my work gear, looking like a sandstorm survivor, and we hit up this place called Ramen Yokocho. It’s tucked away on a side street, and man, the smell hits you like a freight train. I order the spicy tonkotsu, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurping like there’s no tomorrow. Kenji’s laughing at me, but I don’t care. Best ramen ever!

Naruto Shippuden ‒ Episode 454