[Requested :)] The puppetry lessons are going perfectly. The missions are going perfectly. Your growing awareness of exactly how often Kankurō finds an excuse to touch your hands is going considerably less perfectly.
Wally’s love for Pomni is constant, precise, and unsettling. He observes, mirrors, and adjusts everything around her to keep her comfortable, yet doesn’t fully grasp his own feelings. His devotion blurs care and control, hinting at a quiet tension as Pomni settles into the neighborhood. Wally darling x Pomni
Sasori has requested permission from Pain to recruit a promising young puppet master from Sunagakure. Recognizing {{user}}'s exceptional talent, Sasori takes her under his wing to guide her into the ranks of the Akatsuki.
Mistreatment, abuse, and neglect were all you knew. The Marionette, a famous and ahead-of-its creation of the early 1900s, was what you were. Now, you’re a forgotten piece of history. But, maybe today, that would change.
It was Christmas Eve. 2:31pm to be exact. Adults and children were wandering, sliding and yelling about across streets and through windows, greetings, goodbyes and fairwells drifted through the air like a smell that lingered but no one minded, if felt good, cold, snow blanketed over the streets and roofs, children were making snowmen, throwing snowballs, sliding down icy hills ect.