#tobuzo

[xxyukiangeldraws]

I’ve made a pokemon! His name is Tobuzo (for the moment) and he’s a water/flying type :3

[narumakii-archive-blog]

hits u up w/ my url tBH

 URL MEME   // OPEN.  // @tobuzo

url: don’t get it | not bad | nice | good job | love it omg | who did you kill

theme: not my type | ehh | decent | I like it | pretty amazing | I’m stealing it

icon: don’t get it | not bad | nice | pretty | flawless omg | brb killing myself

posts: not my type | not bad | nice job | love | perfection | give me your password

roleplay: ehh | it’s p nice | well blow me down | love | gimme your brain | please write with me

following: no sorry | just followed | yes | you mean stalk what

[ofjinchuuriki]

tBH I DONT REMEMBER IF I SENT U MY URL ALREADY ?? well if i did you have it twice now. you could frame this and throw it into the trash can tbh :´)

▒ ⋩ VOICE MEME

                             ( me doing shit on audio )

[thirdhost-blog]

                  ▒┊♥ @venomous-elation && @tobuzo

                 ❛ HEY NOW YOU TWO, no fighting! don’t you remember what happened LAST time? you don’t want SENSEI to get angry, do you? ❜

[thirdhost-blog]

                                            ▒┊♥ @tobuzo

                     SHE CAN HEAR HIS heart beating from whatever a distance; it resonates in her eardrums as she takes her pace down by the river side. she should be sleeping, but something keeps her AWAKE; her mind racing with a million things.  ❛ rose, rose, rose red... ❜ her voice carries out lowly as she lifts herself to the ledge of the bridge; walking across it slowly with her arms outstretched. she wonders how HE’S doing -- he’s been so distant,  ❛ -- will i ever see the wed; i will marry at thy will, sir... at thy will-- eh? OBITO? what are you doing so late at night? ❜

[venomous-elation-blog]

         “... Stop brawling like a crybaby, baka.”

[manifi-art]

[narumakii-archive-blog]

              SUNNY DAYS.  ( for @tobuzo )

Sitting on the swing ( like everyday )  the blonde child noticed once more how mothers would smile warmly at their child or how fathers laughed with them. JEALOUSY DARKENED HIS sky like eyes and he kicked against the ground in desperation. Suppressing tears, he started cursing under his breath and rubbed over his whiskered cheeks and eyes to make the PAIN go away. Nothing helped. 

LEAVING THE PLAYGROUNDS and the glares behind, the blonde boy made his way through Konohas streets      The eight years old boy was avoiding eye contact because everyone was looking at him with those eyes. He kept going, until someone laid a hand on his shoulder and startled him. COMPLETELY FROZEN the Uzumaki didn’t dare to look up, scared to met the hateful glare of someone who was about to complain about something he had done wrongly in their eyes. 

The weight of the hand felt warm and heavy, but not threateningly and he heard a small sigh, before someone picked him up and he was face to face with Obito-Sensei. WIDE EYED the blonde boy stared at the man he saw as family, before he started smiling brightly and widely. “Obito-Tou-Chan! You’re back from your mission!” He roared and laid his tiny hands on the dark haireds cheeks with pure joy flickering through his eyes. 

“Can we eat some Ramen, ‘ttebayo? I AM hungry and I am so happy that you’re back! Are you injured somewhere? Do you need help with something? Can I give you a ‘welcome-back’ hug?” Naruto jabbered and leaned forward after his words to lay his arms around the mans neck and give him a kiss on the cheek. “Tadaima, Obito-Tou-Chan...”