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How would the Uchiha men ( Indra, Madara, Obito, Itachi, Shisui and Sasuke ) react to receiving the silent treatment from their usually loving wife? Maybe they had promised to come home on time this time but failed to do so again. Now, she was disappointed and truly upset. She had always been super understanding, but this time, it felt like she was no longer a priority to them.
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Indra – The One Who Watches
Indra was not unfamiliar with silence. He wielded it as a weapon, as armor. But this silence—the absence of her warmth, her voice—was different. It was not a tool; it was a wall. And he despised it.
(Y/N) did not acknowledge him when he stepped into the room, his dark gaze assessing her as one might observe an unfamiliar storm on the horizon. He exhaled slowly.
-You are upset.- A statement, not a question.
(Y/N) did not reply.
Indra’s jaw clenched. He moved closer, fingers ghosting over her wrist, but she turned away. He could command armies, bend the wills of men, yet here—before her—he was reduced to something small. Mortal.
-Speak,- he murmured, low and deep. -I do not enjoy this game.-
Silence.
His Sharingan flared to life, frustration leaking through the cracks. He was not one to beg, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes when he murmured, -I will not ask for forgiveness, but I will make amends. Look at me, (Y/N).-
She wanted to. Gods, she wanted to. But he needed to learn.
For the first time in his life, Indra found himself standing before something he could not control.
Madara – The One Who Fights
Madara Uchiha did not apologize. He fought, he commanded, he conquered. But this silence…
(Y/N) passed by him without a glance. He stood there, watching her go, a scowl twisting his lips.
-You're still angry?- His voice carried the edge of a man who did not like being ignored.
Nothing.
Madara crossed the room in three long strides, placing himself directly in her path. Arms crossed, expression thunderous. -This is childish.-
(Y/N) met his gaze at last, eyes cold. Childish?
Her silence turned sharp, a blade pressing against his pride. She saw the moment frustration flickered into something else—concern.
-Fine,- he exhaled, voice rough. -Tell me what you want.-
(Y/N) shook her head and walked past him.
A growl, a flash of crimson eyes. Damn it.
The great Madara Uchiha… bested by silence.
Obito – The One Who Falters
Obito was all heart. Loud, expressive, relentless in his affection. So when (Y/N) did not greet him, did not look at him, did not smile at him, the world tilted on its axis.
He tried at first to brush it off, draping himself over the couch dramatically. -Alright, alright, I know I’m late, but I brought dango! I know you can’t stay mad at me when there’s dango.-
Silence.
The smile faltered.
Obito sat up, brows furrowing. -Hey… you’re really mad...?-
Still nothing.
The panic settled in. His fingers fidgeted, reaching for her, but hesitating. -(Y/N)…?-
When she turned away, something in him cracked. His voice softened, hesitant. -I didn’t mean to— I just— Can you please talk to me? I don’t like this. You— You talk, you always talk.-
The desperate edge to his voice almost made her cave.
Almost.
Shisui – The One Who Pleads
Shisui was playful, light-hearted. But right now, there was nothing light in the way he hovered around her, hands twitching at his sides, wanting—needing—to touch her.
-(Y/N)~,- he crooned, voice coaxing. -You wouldn't really ignore your husband, would you?-
Silence.
His smile wavered.
-Okay, wait, let’s talk about this—
Nothing.
Shisui let out a very dramatic sigh and literally dropped to his knees before her. -You’re killing me here.-
(Y/N) looked down at him, expression unreadable.
-Just say something,- he begged, reaching for her hands. -You can yell, hit me, anything—just don’t shut me out.-
When she still refused, he groaned, falling backward onto the floor. -Oh god, this is how I die.-
A tiny twitch at the corner of her lips. Almost imperceptible.
Shisui caught it. His eyes glinted.
-Ah...- He shot up, grinning. -There it is! I'm winning you back already.-
She sighed. This idiot.
Itachi – The One Who Endures
Itachi noticed the shift immediately. He was perceptive, too much so. The subtle stiffening of her posture, the way her gaze lingered just past him rather than meeting his eyes.
A lesser man might have let it fester, waiting for the storm to pass. But Itachi…
He did not speak at first. Instead, he moved through their shared space with careful deliberation, bringing her tea, leaving small gestures of warmth in his wake.
And still, (Y/N) gave him nothing.
Finally, he placed a teacup beside her and murmured, -I have hurt you.-
A pause.
Itachi exhaled through his nose -I cannot undo the past, but I will ensure it does not happen again.-
His voice was soft, edged with exhaustion. He would not beg. But he would wait.
And she knew, in the end, Itachi never broke a promise.
Sasuke – The One Who Burns
Sasuke was used to coldness. He had lived his whole life in the shadow of it. But from her?
No.
His steps were measured as he approached, expression carefully blank. -(Y/N).-
Nothing.
His teeth clenched. -You're overreacting.-
The silence sharpened.
Sasuke inhaled slowly, struggling to rein in his frustration. -I said I'd be home. I didn't say when.-
That was the wrong thing to say. He knew it the moment her shoulders tensed, fingers curling into fists.
Sasuke was many things, but a fool was not one of them. He exhaled sharply, forcing himself to swallow his pride.
-(Y/N)... I didn’t mean to make you feel unimportant.
A flicker of something in her eyes. Sasuke pressed on.
-I’ll be better.
A pause. And then—finally—her gaze lifted to meet his.
In a modern AU, how would the Uchihas react to "no lube, no protection, all night all day" text message from their s/o??
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Indra Ōtsutsuki
At first, he stares at the screen with that slow, dangerous smirk the one that promises trouble. He calls you immediately, voice low and commanding:
“Repeat that to me. I want to hear you say it.”
He clears his evening schedule within minutes. Expect him at your door, suit still on, but the tie already loosened. He doesn’t just show up he prepares.
Madara Uchiha
He raises a brow, scoffs once, then rereads it three times because surely his partner didn’t just challenge him of all people.
“All night and all day? You’re confident. Don’t beg for a break later.”
He shows up with the most annoyingly smug attitude, only fueled by the fact that you initiated it. He treats it like a competition he refuses to lose.
Shisui Uchiha
Shisui chokes on his water, stares at the text with wide eyes, blush creeping up his neck.
“I– wow, okay, so we’re doing that today?”
He sends five flirty voice notes in a row, all playful threats, then teleports (Shunshin) to your place faster than GPS could load. He’ll joke, tease, and flirt the entire way but do not underestimate him.
Izuna Uchiha
He freezes. Completely. You’ve just short–circuited his brain.
He types:
“…Right now??”
Deletes it.
Types:
“Are you sure?”
Deletes it again.
Finally sends:
“On my way.”
He arrives nervous but determined to prove himself. And once the switch flips? Good luck walking the next day.
Obito Uchiha
Obito drops his phone on his face. He wasn’t emotionally prepared.
He sends three emojis before finding words: 😳🔥🏃♂️
Then:
“Don’t play with me like that, I’m clocking out early.”
He literally makes up an excuse at work and leaves. He’s flustered, but the moment he arrives, the softness is gone, he shows he’s been waiting for you to ask.
Sasuke Uchiha
He acts unfazed… on the outside.
Inside? System malfunction.
He responds with a single dry text:
“Hn. Be ready.”
Then throws his phone onto the bed, runs a hand through his hair, and actually starts mentally preparing like he’s going into battle. He doesn’t brag, he lets actions speak.
Itachi Uchiha
He sets his phone down slowly, exhales, and smiles in that calm, devastating way.
He calls you, voice soft but with a sinful edge:
“You must really want me tonight.”
He doesn’t rush. He makes you wait in anticipation because he wants the moment to be unforgettable. When he arrives, everything is intentional, slow at first, then absolutely overwhelming when he decides you’re ready.
You mentioned on this blog that if Indra had a s/o that was infertile or couldn't have children due to complications that he'll just get another woman to fuction as a broodmare then discard her after he has had two or three kids and I couldn't help but imagine the harem intrigue.
Like imagine: S/o managed to get pregnant with great difficulty and gives birth to a child but due to severe complications and the difficult birth itself, s/o can't have anymore kids. S/o is okay with that cause she no longer has to get viciously railed in the sheets night after night by Indra plus she never wanted much kids in the first place so good for her.
Indra, however isn't happy cause he wanted his descendants to be born from his s/o especially if him and his s/o had a girl and not a boy. He is slumped but he's approach by one of his loyal followers who offers him his daughter as a second wife and the daughter, (let's call her D) is happy to be his second wife. (Let's imagine that there was a group of people from the village that was dissatisfied with Asura being chosen and wanted Indra as their leader so they left the village and caught up to him. By then Indra has been with his s/o for a while)
D is strong and possess a strong jutsu so Indra agrees. The marriage ceremony happens a while later and s/o is in a silent but cheerful mode cause she finally has some alone time and no Indra to ruin it.
The wedding night happens and s/o is happily asleep in her and Indra's room. She past by D's chambers earlier and could hear that she and Indra are getting busy so she can have some well deserved time for herself. However, in about and hour or so Indra is back in s/o room to her surprise and proceeds to railed her viciously for hours on end and cuddle her for the rest of the night.
Imagine D walking around telling everyone how passionate Lord Indra was with her and that he kept her up all night while s/o is just limping around, all covered up, with deep eye bags with a deep frown as she glares at Indra's back for putting her in such condition.
D's neck is covered in a few hickeys while s/o entire body is heavily mark. The whole situation is like Aegon the conqueror and his sister where they say that for every night he spent with visenya, he spent 10 with Rheanys
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Honestly, I think it would be very hard for anyone to keep up the illusion that Indra would hold any kind of affection for his second wife to begin with. She's a mean's to an end and as soon as she has given him another heir or two, he would just drop her entirely.
He's extremely cold and if she dares to barge in whilst he wants to spend some time with you who is his first wife and true love, he gets aggressive and scary. Indra doesn't even want anyone to even think that he may prefer her even in the slightest over you so he makes it obvious to everyone that the only woman who means anything to him at all is only going to be you.
so. Avi was telling me a bit about Indian mythology for naruto reasons. indras like one guy, but an asura is a. type of guy. interesting….the dots are connecting…..Sasuke can make storms cause he's descended from the storm guy….Naruto can make shadow clones cause he's descended from the lots-of-guy-is-one-guy-now guy….
