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if i don’t experience tenderness soon i’ll violently die
' your face. ,
✦ うちは / HE IS UNSURE of what to expect from those two words , mind racing with the possibilities . ( none of them good . ) but that doesn’t show no , he cocks a snowy eyebrow & says : ❛ what of it ? ❜
✦ for @munfuraito !
knocks the pen out of obito's hand because, y'know. give him attention.
✦ うちは / ❛ AH ❜ he stares , blankly , at the pen now rolling across the ground . his knuckles smart just a bit ( nothing substantial at all really , he’s mostly startled ) , & he turns to look at the offender with a confused expression on marred features . ❛ oh , ❜ a slow smile emerges , cheeky glint in dark eyes . ❛ you want my attention , huh ? how cute ! ❜
✦ for @godmist ! / uwu
Kushina smiled, pulling a box from behind her back to hand it for the boy "Here! You better thank me, you know? It was hard to do it..." Inside the box, a dark blue sweater with orange borders hand-knotted. "I thought you'd need it during the rest of the winter... Happy Birthday Obito!" slender arms embraced the boy, her favorite one, the boy with the kindest heart. "Be a good boy, 'ttebane!"
✦ うちは / he doesn’t remember the last time he got a gift on his birthday . with a grandmother who believes him to be his father ( her dead son ) , & no parents or family who particularly care about him , it’s a treat if anyone even says a ‘ happy birthday ’ to him . he’s learned to ignore it , to forget about the day in most ways that matter . it’s a counter for his age , nothing more . ( it still smarts & he still craves for some form of recognition . ) so this ? this is . . . wow . lips tremble , pursing tightly into a pout as if that could keep his tears at bay . with watering eyes & a scrunched up face he hugs her back tightly . with a loud , watery sniff , he finally lets a bright smile emerge , pressed to kushina’s shoulder .
❛ i promise ! thanks a lot kushi-nee ! ❜
who put these two in charge
IT’S OBITO’S BIRTHDAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
there is a distinct satsifaction that lets his joints move fluidly as he flips an omlette , enjoying the soft sizzle it gives before he moves it to the plate. he won't arrange it too beautifully but he does admire the nice breakfast on the tray as he carries it to bed and chuckles as he sees obito cling to their pillow (also as he remembers the surprise party naruto will throw later) before sitting down and nudging him awake. ❛ wake up. i made breakfast and you'll need your strength. ❜ 🎉 uwu
✦ うちは /HE’S BEEN AWAKE for a while now , perks of being a shinobi ; always awake at the slightest sound or movement . it’s a work in progress even now , feeling safe enough to enter a deep sleep . ( one day . ) but he has been laying around , snoozing & refusing to get up . kakashi’s been acting a bit odd the past few days , as has naruto & the other members of team 7 . obito still doesn’t know what to feel about all these people suddenly looking at him like like he’s not some tool , or some cracked mirror that you need to replace .
❛ urgk , ❜ he replies , voice deep & throaty with the remnants of sleep . nose rubs & nuzzles against the pillow he’s got clutched to his chest , scarred lips pouted in reluctance to move . blearily , he cracks one dark eye open . as usual , his chest blooms with a thousand springs , gut - butterflies erupting with volcanic intensity all at the sight of kakashi . the stupidly fuzzy feeling he gets is almost disgusting it’s so sweet , he can taste sugar cane on his tongue . the breakfast is a nice touch , but once again obito wonders what the hell is happening . ❛ my strength ? ❜ at that , he sits up a little , blankets pooling in his lap to reveal naked , dual - toned torso . he squints , eyes glimmering in amused accusation . ❛ there’s either something ominous happening , or you wanna reenact some scene in those smut books of yours . ❜ which , you know , obito wouldn’t be opposed to , per se . it’s just . . . he won’t admit it . easily .
✦ for @fernwehig ! / icb obito forgot his own birthday
✦ うちは / ❛ HARUNO - SENSEI . ❜ he greets , exhaustion heavily laced in that simple greeting . snowy hair remains wild & uncombed , ( both ! & isn’t that a novelty after over two decades ) eyes appearing distant & fingers unable to remain stationary . ❛ here to make sure i haven’t ripped my arm off ? ❜ it could pass as a joke , if it weren’t for the fact that his body had become more alien the further he acclimated himself to reality .
✦ for @formerfool ! / * RANDOM STARTER .
‘ i want to destroy all the parts that aren’t working ’
✦ うちは / no grandiose response formulates itself within darkened mind , no words of comfort to be offered . fingers tap , robes shift , one crimson eye peers at the teen with apathetic intent .
❛ what stops you ? ❜ wry , laced with amused undertones . ❛ it certainly won’t be me . ❜ no , he is the devil pushing you to the edge , the one who whispers in your ear to give in / give in / give in !
@netsurai ✦ / * SOME MEME IDK .
he's slow to take off his gloves (he always is) , watches the dark material reveal the criss - crossed texture of flesh that had tried to mold back together (against his will). 'it's ugly' is a thought that rarely crosses his mind / but now it's there and he shakes his head like scaring off a fly (equally disgusting) and places the scars against obito's left cheek , the uneven textures blending into one : and before he can stop himself , the cracked textures of their lips melt into one , too ♡ ♡
✦ うちは / he’s long since abandoned self - love , ignoring his mangled & scarred body in favor of the D R E A M . he’d let himself drown , let himself be swallowed by waves of delusion & sink / sink / sink ! but now , he’s crested the waves . the sun had REACHED with both hands into the dark & dragged him out , kicking & screaming & put him before his own insanity . obito thinks he adores naruto , in whatever way he can . ( there are also days he hates naruto , for letting him live , for bringing clarity to his life . ) obito has destroyed so much , his mismatched hands have strangled the life & happiness from more than he could possibly count . he’d thought he’d been doing good work , bringing a false reality to its knees . BUT IT HAD BEEN A LIE . everything he’d believed had been silk - screen falsities , a woven tale for him to latch onto & build up . used , like the idiot he’d always been .
he doesn’t seek redemption , doesn’t seek happiness or forgiveness . exhaustion weighs his bleached bones , nightmares plague his days . but still , he’s made to live , until each day is lighter . ( he’s still waiting for it waiting for his breath to come back , waiting for the crushing weight of thousands to ease itself off his chest . ) & everywhere he goes , there’s his shadow . kakashi . side by side . obito thinks he loves kakashi , in some manner . he soaks in their combined guilt & wants to press bruises into kakashi’s skin . mismatched eyes rove over his own mismatched body & that’s when it h i t s . he is ugly . a monster of someone else’s design . his body makes him sick he cannot fathom kakashi’s desire .
hilariously , kakashi obviously feels the same about himself . but obito doesn’t see the scars upon pale skin . he hears that stupid , familiar voice & feels desire in his gut . traitorous heart beats out of his chest when he feels the heat of the other man’s body next to his own . ( IT’S DISGUSTING . ) he thinks he wants to tear kakashi apart . wants to touch every inch of flesh & carve his name there . HEATED DESIRE / control is what is strives for , especially after being under the thumb of another for so long . but it wouldn’t be so bad , he thinks , if kakashi pressed him down & ripped him open / DEVOURING , marking flesh with the imprint of sharp teeth .
you’re no good for me / we’re no good for each other / i’m no good for you . it whirls around in his head until he’s dizzy , & in the end he realizes they’re PERFECT for each other . no one else could ever love me , he thinks , letting kakashi touch him , kiss him , lick his way into his mouth . no one else would ever touch me . heart in his throat / ruddy flush on marred cheeks there remains , in his cracked chest , the truth . ( he does’t WANT anyone else but kakashi , to touch , to hold , to kiss , to lie with . )
✦ for @fernwehig ! / * & i almost wrote fluff lmao
( 識別 ) * : nohara rin !
𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐆𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 , gleaming like honey in the sunlight with a quiet jubilation. there was a mundanity in this scene that would have worried her younger self to no end their fickle fights were rooted in more competition than the biting derision and annoyance that had fueled them in their childhood. though Rin is happy to see them bicker at all ; it was a welcome reminder that she had gained back what once was lost , a reaffirmation of the reality of Obito’s continued existence. pearly front teeth sink into plush rose lip to restrain the flourishing smile threatening to sweep cross her face. the attempt to mold her kind features into the severe reproach she had always managed to scold him with in youth was there , however half-hearted.
‛ you two are truly incorrigible . . . ʹ soft dulcet tuts , tongue clicking against the roof of her mouth in disapproval as she steps closer towards him. with a hum , the balls of her feet press down firmly against the ground , a gentle hand seeking balance against his shoulder while the other presses against his bruised cheek. the emerald glow of a healing hand warms against his skin , thumb tenderly smoothing over the top of his cheek. ‛ i should really let you wallow in your pain for a while longer in hopes that you might learn something from this but i’m feeling particularly merciful today. ʹ she says this as if she wasn’t the very embodiment of mercy ; she never could bear to see him suffer for long.
✦ うちは / ❛ EHEH THANKS ! ❜ it is perhaps one of rin’s greatest gifts ; to turn a headstrong , loudmouthed uchiha into a bashful , blushing pile of goo . hardened edges & carefully polished steel all dulls ‘neath her pretty brown eyes & kind smile . HEART IN THROAT ! thud / thud / thud / there’s a storm of butterflies in his gut , even now , so many years later . ( he thinks , quietly , privately , that he will always love rin . a world where he doesn’t ? impossible . ) so when she smiles at him in that admonishing way , equal parts sparkling & disapproving , he smiles back goofy & unrepentant . he’d get hit a million times by bakashi if she’d keep looking at him like that .
❛ i can always count on you , rin - chan ! ❜ still , even as he smiles , he thinks . realizes ! ugh , what a harsh thing it is , to have a heart . ( to have one that calls for for what , he’s yet to discover . ) ❛ ya know , we should . . . ❜ his voice peters off , scars growing pronounced as his grimaces & a deeper flush settles across mismatched cheeks . ❛ check on . . . ba uh , kakashi . probably . ❜
reunion - color
dattebayo
✦ うちは / H E A D C A N O N . i . post - war , obito has a hard time discerning reality from dream . if he’s in the presence of others then it’s easier for both him & his recovery . being alone makes him relapse , as his mind is quite literally so damaged that without having another there to ‘confirm’ reality makes him INCREDIBLY ANXIOUS . ii . he’s dealing with a lot . seriously . the road to recovery is long & arduous & he has a problem with fixating on subjects to give himself meaning . for a long time post - war he hyper - fixates on naruto . madara had saved him & given him purpose & power . take that away , even if obito never liked him , & there’s a hole . naruto filled that when he dragged obito from the dark . it’s not really healthy , but he brightens in naruto’s presence more than others & his greatest desire is currently to protect naruto from literally everything . THIS IS NOT HEALTHY . IT BORDERS ON OBSESSION . he tore the world apart for a single girl ok , he needs help controlling his head . & i need to stress that this is in no way sexual , AT ALL . naruto is basically obito’s god - figure . iii . he wavers between periods of clarity & intense relapses . for example , you’ll get the kind of obito that appeared at the end of the war , clear - headed & seemingly stable , or you could get the obito who hasn’t stopped dissociating for three days & thinks he has to die for naruto . iv . obito has times he can sit with kakashi , & times where he can’t stomach looking at the man . the better he gets mentally , the easier it is . while he once considered kakashi a friend , & was willing to die for him during the 4th war , he still has to sift through years & years of bottled emotions due to the whole rin incident .
icb obito adopted all of team 7 and Kakashi only gets weekend custody