Madara and probably any uvhiha would definitely get and support any of us who has any sort of eye struggles.
The uchiha's eyes are special to then, so they understand any sort of stress of degrading or strain ir anything really.
If youre waiting on some sort of fix, they get that too. Like when you need an eternal mangekyo to stop being blind but you cant bring yourself take the eyes from someone. (And swap never occured to their heads). And while needing new glasses, waiting on a surgery or antibiotics or anything isnt the same as magic emo eye induced blindness solved by treating such facial organs as lightbulbs... the point is they care.
And if you also are expirencing eye or vision struggles and in denial or fighting through. They get it, and they honor your fight.
What kind of Genjutsu would the Uchiha men put their S/O into?
Requested Prompt from @passionateuchiha
This is the first request I’ve ever done so bear with me. Also, today’s focus will be on Obito Uchiha bc he’s best boy & I play favorites
18+ content, Minors do NOT interact:
◉ As a genjutsu user, Obito is extremely proficient. He was personally trained by Madara Uchiha, so even though Obito was a bit of a late bloomer, he’s a quick study and becomes incredibly powerful over the course of his life.
◉ A few instances of his proficiency:
At 16 Obito summons and controls the 9 tails, making it wreak havoc in Konoha.
At 22 Obito places Yagura Karatachi, 4th Mizukage & perfect Jinchuriki under his control, making Obito the de facto Mizukage at the time. It was previously thought that Jinchuriki were immune to genjutsu so the fact that Obito was able to brainwash Yagura for years is basically unheard of.
At 31 Obito uses Izanagi to literally reshape reality to survive Konan’s 600 billion paper bomb attack then compels her to reveal the location of Nagato’s Rinnegan. It’s safe to say that Konan would never have willingly revealed that information so, Obito’s ability to extract the truth is pretty much S tier.
◉ The Sharingan’s base abilities grant the user powers of hypnosis which include putting people to sleep, replaying memories, and creating illusions. Obito’s mastery of the Sharingan far exceed these base capabilities, meaning he’s a force to be reckoned with. Not even his precious darling would be able to escape his hypnotic gaze~
There were very few things left in this life that Obito looked forward to, being able to see you was one of those last remaining things. Playing the idiot was annoying and inconvenient but for some reason, you never seemed deterred by his obnoxious antics or childish façade. You were a brilliant ray of sunshine, warming his frozen guarded heart with only your smiles and kind words, which did more for him than you’d ever know. He tried to make the most of the sparse moments he had with you; every touch, charged glance and bit of conversation embedded itself into his mind. He lived for these rare occasions, letting everything fall away as he hung on your every word, reveling in any affection you offered. There was a longing deep within Obito that wanted you to know the truth, to see him, not the person he had to pretend to be.
At first he thought it would be enough to merely take on the role of your protector, silently watching over you from the shadows as you made your way to and from work, fixing any locks or windows that happened to be damaged in your home & on occasion he’d even leave extra money around for you to find. The more he watched you, the more he came to realize that what he truly wanted was to be the reason for your happiness, a person you relied on for all your needs... all of your desires. As his missions became longer and increasingly demanding, Obito’s anxiety about your well-being also grew. He couldn't stand to be away from you, unsure if you were safe and healthy. What if something happened to you while he was away- what if you needed his help and he was a minute or even a second too late? These were the thoughts that kept him up at night, fidgeting and pacing as he went back & forth in his mind about what to do.
You were simply too good for this callous world; he knew that if he did nothing, eventually it would snuff out even your brilliant light, so he decided to safeguard it himself. With him you’d be safe, if anything, he was the only one who could truly protect you and when he succeeded in creating the perfect world, you’d be the first to bear witness to it.
◒ Obito is a total Yandere~ He’s lovestruck, overprotective, obsessive, possessive, self-sacrificing and definitely not afraid to get his hands dirty if anything happens to his darling - ya know, like when he went on a rampage after Rin died and singlehandedly massacred dozens of mist village ninja.
◒ Without a doubt, the type of Yandere to kidnap you- this is the first instance he’d use genjutsu on you. He’d put you into a deep tranquil sleep then whisk you away to the Akatsuki base or into his own Kamui dimension.
◒ He’d make sure to fill your mind with calming thoughts to help you “adjust to your new surroundings”.
◒ During combat, Genjutsu is mostly used to create false images that trick the mind into thinking the body is experiencing pain- though Obito has no reservations about doing this to others, he has better things he’d want projected into your mind. He’d much rather use this tactic to enhance your pleasure during intimate moments.
◒ He’d use his visual prowess to convince you of his love. Literally taking your face into his hands, telling you that he loves you, will protect you and that you’re safe with him. Obito would never tire of telling you these things, until he was sure they registered in your mind, reaching the center of your being.
◒ As an expert in extracting information, Obito can get the truth from even the most adverse foe. Compelling his darling to tell him the truth would be a simple feat- he doesn’t want you to sugar coat anything or be afraid to speak your mind so he’d do this with the intent of knowing what was really in your heart of hearts.
“You lied to me! And brought me here...” You gestured vaguely around yourself, unsure of where “here” actually was- not holding onto much hope that you’d be getting that answer anytime soon. You grabbed at a fluffy looking pillow, hugging it to your chest for comfort as you grudgingly sat down on the large tidy bed in the center of the room.
“Please hear me out, Y/N- I can explain.” He could easily take all this anger from you, transforming it into soothing thoughts that left you with a light heart, but deep down, he knew that he deserved your fury. Obito felt that your anger was yours to wield as you pleased, even when directed towards him.
“You couldn’t even be bothered to tell me your real name!” You shouted, throwing your hands up in frustration. “I t-thought you cared about me...is there anything you haven't lied about?!”
“I never lied about how I feel about you” He replied quickly. “I know I haven’t been honest, but I swear I’ll never lie or keep anything from you again, I...I love you, Y/N!”
“How am I supposed to believe that- why should I believe anything you say?” Tears welled up in your eyes, a few weeks ago you would’ve believed him... you would’ve welcomed his confession but now- you weren’t sure what to think.
Obito clenched his fists at his side, heart aching from how desperately he wanted you too see the love he carried for you. “My feelings for you are real! I’ll prove it to you, I’ll do whatever it takes just...please give me a chance.”
A whirlwind of conflicting emotions ran through you, it was hard to tell which was the most prevalent. Anger and frustration were at the forefront, but there was also a part of you that wanted to reach out to him- this was the first time the two of you had been alone... it was such a shame that it had to happen like this. “Gods! I’m so mad, I could hit you.” you spat bitterly.
“I know & I won’t stop you. Give me all of your anger, use me as you see fit, Y/N- you can do what you’d like.” Obito’s visible eye gave off a subtle red glow as he spoke. Though it pained him to keep his distance, he didn’t want to upset you any further, and most of all he didn’t want you to be scared of him.
You shook your head, momentarily losing your train of thought, his words slowly making their way into your mind. “It’s just a figure of speech- I’m not actually going to hit you.. but if I'm being honest, you do deserve a good slap to the face.” You huffed, wiping away a few stray tears. “Besides, you said I could do what I wanted right? Well then I want to go home, right now.”
“Anything besides that- please understand Y/N, I brought you here to tell you the truth but once I do, you won’t be safe on your own. I can keep you safe here, I’ll protect you no matter what.” Obito’s head dipped in defeat- he could handle your anger, but he couldn't bear the thought of being away from you, not for one second more so, he stood firm in his decision.
You scoffed at his response, feeling mildly insulted that he thought you were so helpless. “You know what, maybe I will slap you... a-and take off that damn mask so I can do it properly.” You cast a sideways glance at him, awaiting his response. As frustrated with him as you were, you couldn’t help but wonder what he was hiding beneath that thing. After all the secrecy and lies, you wondered if he’d finally share this part of himself.
“My mask?” Obito repeated, bringing a gloved hand to touch it, almost as if he’d forgotten it was on.
“Let me guess, anything besides that?” You quipped, irritation flaring.
“Not at all, if you want me to take it off, then I will.” He replied, walking towards you. “There shouldn’t be any other secrets between us, My Darling. I’ll do whatever you ask to ensure you stay by my side.”
Before you could say another word, he swiftly removed the mask. You were speechless- heat rising to your face upon seeing his.
“Go ahead” Obito said calmly, kneeling in front of you. “I’d welcome any touch, as long as it came from you.”
You raised a shaky hand, bringing it down on his cheek with a feather light smack. “I guess I don’t really want to slap you- but that doesn’t mean I’m not still mad at you... Obito.” You left your hand on his cheek, stroking the skin beneath it with the pad of your thumb.
Obito sucked in a quick breath, that was the first time you’d said his name & he loved the way it sounded on your tongue. He placed his hand over yours, leaning into your touch. “I-is there anything else you want me to take off?”
You looked away, unsure if you should say what was going through your mind.
“You can be honest, tell me what you want, and I’ll do it, Y/N.” Obito’s eyes bore into yours, the tomoe in his iris spun, causing your vision to become unfocused for a split second. You nodded as your inhibitions fell away, “Your cloak- isn’t it too hot to be wearing something like that anyway?”
“I guess you’re right” Obito agreed, flashing you a nervous smile.
You unconsciously twirled a lock of hair around your finger, eyes roaming over his frame as he removed the bulky cloud covered cloak. “This too” you pulled at the end of the tight black shirt he wore.
Obito’s eyes widened slightly, cheeks warming as he realized you wanted him to keep undressing. He quickly pulled the shirt over his head, casting it aside to await your next command.
You bit the inside of your cheek to prevent your lips from twitching up at the corners- reminding yourself that you were supposed to be mad right now. Though your expression remained mostly neutral, your eyes kept finding their way back to ogle him. You made a small noise of frustration- trying to get angry, upset, frightened even, but desire crowded every other emotion out of your mind.
“I can put it back on if you’re uncomfortable” Obito tried, not knowing what to make of your sudden silence.
You didn’t respond, instead patting the spot next to you. Obito perked up instantly, taking the hint to sit beside you. “I’m still upset... but you should kiss me now b-before I change my mind.”
The second those words left your mouth, Obito pulled you into his lap, kissing you with such need it nearly took your breath away. Your lips were so soft, softer than he’d ever imagined- he licked and sucked at them, heart thumping wildly in his chest.
You parted your lips, deepening the kiss as your hands came up to tug at his hair, earning you a needy moan from Obito. “Touch me more” you whispered as you rolled your hips against his hardening length.
He groaned at your words, hands coming down to knead at the plush flesh of your ass- thrusting his hips up to meet yours. His eyes rolled back at having you pressed up against him, head spinning at the sensation. “Fuck, Y/N you feel so good like this; I want to make you feel good too please, please tell me what to do” Obito babbled, pupils blown wide with need.
You bit your lip, eyebrows drawing together as heat rushed down to your core. There was something so arousing about the pleading edge to his tone, like there was nothing more important to him than pleasing you. “Ya know... it’s really cute when you beg me like that, do it again.” you purred, raking your nails though his hair.
Obito’s head dipped back in delight, cock twitching in his pants. “Please Y/N, tell me what you want- anything you want.” his crimson eyes held your gaze, never wavering.
Your back arched reflexively, that alluring glow lulling you deeper into a euphoric haze. “Use your mouth to make me cum”
“Lay back Y/N” Obito rasped, mouth watering at the thought of getting to taste you. He watched as you shimmied out of your panties, swiftly flinging the dress you’d been wearing up & over your head. This was without a doubt, Obito’s new favorite memory, he paused for a moment to properly appreciate the sight of your bare body before him.
“Are you just going to stand there staring at me or are you going to put that lying mouth of yours to use?” You teased, giggling at the pout he made.
“Sorry... I won’t make you wait any longer” he husked, using his teeth to remove the glove from his hand before kneeling between your legs. Your warmth and scent drew him in like a moth to a flame- unable to hold himself back any longer Obito eagerly dove in, fervently licking at your glistening entrance. He moaned at your taste; flattening his tongue, he nudged it between your lips to open you up, dragging it from your entrance up to your clit. Sealing his lips over your little nub, he sucked at it harshly- rhythmically pulling it in & out of his mouth.
“Ah aah- Obito!” you whined wantonly.
“Say it again, fuck- please say it again!” Obito murmured against you. You cried out his name, hand finding its way into his hair- pulling at the ebony strands as your hips ground against him.
He hooked your legs over his shoulders, holding you in place to lave over your clit, swirling his tongue around the shape of it. Obito was nearly frantic in the hungry way he lapped at your pussy, hips rutting aimlessly against the mattress.
You twisted & turned your head, heat rapidly pooling in your core as your brain receded into a scarlet fog, hardly able to think straight. Behind the darkness of your eyelids, spinning commas and flashes of red propelled you forward, into an abyss of blinding pleasure. You came with a scream-like moan, writhing as Obito held you firmly in place, greedily drinking you in, like a man dying of thirst.
You twitched with over sensitivity, keening out breathlessly while he continued to roll his tongue over your little bundle of nerves. “Too much... it’s too mu- aah!” You mewled, cunt fluttering as he plunged his tongue into your scorching heat.
“Are you sure? I’d be happy to keep going...” he groaned, looking up at you with pure adoration.
“Uh-huh, ‘m wanna play with your cock now, so take those off” you said, gesturing at his pants.
Obito nodded happily, making quick work of ridding himself of any remaining clothing.
“Now you lay back” you cooed, eyeing the heavy way his length slapped against his stomach as you knelt in front of him. You ran your thumb over the slick surface of his cockhead, tracing every dip & curve until it shone prettily with his arousal.
“So cute” you praised, smearing that arousal across your bottom lip. Obito whined, hips twitching forward while his dick throbbed against you. “Promise you’ll be a good boy for me?”
Obito propped himself up on his elbows, eyes gleaming vibrantly. “I promise Y/N, I’ll be good- I’ll be so so good!” The sweet heat of your mouth made him want to unravel at the seams; the teasing way your tongue worked his length drove him absolutely wild, the etheric sight of your rosy cheeks & bobbing head, even more so. His head subtly swayed back and forth, in time with the slurps and sucks of your pillowy lips.
An animalistic growl rumbled in Obito’s chest, everything you did filled him with such carnal lust that it was almost overwhelming... he wanted to share it with you, to show you how deeply you affected him. Placing a hand on your head, he tugged gently at your hair, not wanting to harm a single precious strand, “Look at me Y/N.”
Your eyes fluttered open, dreamily drifting up to his waiting gaze; vision blurring around the edges, peripherals darkening until only he was in focus. A stifling wave of arousal crashed over you, making you waver slightly, hands coming up to clutch at his muscular thighs for support.
“Do you feel what you do to me?” he grunted, languidly bucking his hips, admiring the sinful way your reddened lips stretched around his girth. “See yourself through my eyes, Y/N.” he husked, projecting the image and mirrored sensations of your actions directly into your mind.
Obito’s voice echoed all around you, bouncing around the inside of your head, everything falling away into oblivion. You were looking up at him, yet you could also see yourself- “Mmph!” you cried as another dizzying wave of passion hit you. Hallowing your cheeks, you instinctively took him deeper into your mouth; something between a gasp & moan falling past your lips, sending shocks of bliss throughout Obito, which you felt in tandem. A furious blush painted your face at the phantom pleasure being sent to your core, making you so delirious that you tongue lolled out as your quickened your pace.
Placing a hand over the one Obito had on your head, you pushed down a few times, hoping he’d understand your silent plea. “Does My Darling want more?” he asked in a low whisper. You whined, nodding your head as he gathered your hair into a makeshift pony tail, guiding you up and down his length causing drool to run down the corners of your mouth.
“Aww f-fuck, mhmm” Obito’s head dipped back, drowning in the pleasure you’d so graciously offered him, dragging you down with him as he fell further & further into a bottomless euphoria. Your head swam with a flurry of images and sounds that swirled all around you. Do you feel what you do to me? When he’d first spoken those words, you weren’t sure what he’d meant- too distracted by the fog of lust that hung over you... now though, you felt him. You could sense the intensity that resided within Obito; it was palpable & scalding, like a raging wildfire that consumed everything in its path- you could feel how deeply he craved you, adored you, needed you.
“Y/N! You’re go-gonna make me cum, p-please can I cum?” he stuttered between moans. You nodded enthusiastically, feeling that same tight coil building in your lower abdomen which had you very nearly seeing stars. Your moans mingled together, essence running down your trembling thighs as his release shot down your waiting throat.
Obito hauled you onto the bed, cradling you against him while you both caught your breath- showering you in praises and thank yous. You sighed in content, slowly coming down from your high, absentmindedly tracing the scars covering the left side of his body, “Is this why you always cover yourself up so much?”
“Not exactly, that’s a long story... one that I will share with you & only you.” He said, kissing your hand.
You smiled to yourself, knowing that he meant it. “Obito..”
“Yes, My Darling? he lifted his head, giving you his full attention.
“I think someone owes me an apology.” you shot him a pointed look.
“I’m so sorry Y/N, I truly am.” he said immediately.
You tutted, putting a finger up to his lips, silencing him. “No, no. I want an apology from Tobi- and no hiding behind the mask this time.”
“Y/N please...” Obito’s cheeks flamed with embarrassment.
“Fine, I guess you really were lying when you said you’d do whatever I asked” you remarked slyly.
Obito sighed, burying his face in your neck, giving himself a moment. “Please forgive Tobi, Y/N-Chan! Tobi will be a good boy from now on, promise!”
You erupted into a fit of giggles. Obito whined, hiding his face as he hugged you tighter against him. “Are you satisfied?” he grumbled.
Like how some communities pass on their history and culture orally, the Uchiha do that but through sharingan memory sharing.
It's not uncommon for someone to have memories of their great great great grandparents. Casual memory sharing is also very common and often one of the first things taught to anyone with a sharingan. Because of this the clan as a whole is very tightly knit. Like imagine seeing what it's like to experience life through another person's eyes.
They have elders, or high priestesses (often women) who are in charge of preserving their history and tradition, passing it on to the next generation etc. They're seen as holy, and are very respected, and often looked to for guidance and wisdom in regards to clan politics.
The Uchiha’s kekkei genkai is mostly viewed as a power earned through bloodshed and becoming more ruthless as you get stronger. But I also think sharingan is a power born from their strong desire to protect.
That the reason an Uchiha earns sharingan when they know love and lose it, is so they can protect what is still left. The strong desire grants them with the power.
The more they lose, the stronger they are to protect their loved ones but the price of it is losing themselves and wanting more power - so they won’t lose anyone anymore.
Hello I hope your having a great day! I have a request can you please make a head canon on how would Madara/Izuna/Shisui/Itachi/Sasuke reaction if they see there s/o in a bunny costume 😏😏😏😏😏
Thank you for the request. I’m surprised you didn’t request Obito since this seems like a Uchiha exclusive one, haha
Headcannons of seeing their s/o in a bunny costume
Madara: The moment he sees his s/o, he scans them from head to toe and then smirks mischievously after drinking them all in. He knows where this is leading to and he can’t wait for some roleplay.
Izuna: Honestly, his eyes get as wide as saucers and he has no words. He is putty in his s/o’s hands since he will do anything to satisfy them as he appreciates his s/o’s costume.
Shisui: He’s a blushing mess and is instantly turned on, but he will try to hide how much the costume turns him on. He honestly is falling apart with how cute his s/o looks in bunny ears.
Itachi: He blinks once and then twice. His face pinches up like he’s in deep thought and asks if there is a special occasion as to why they are dressed up. He is not immediately turned on as he is too perplexed by the situation.
Sasuke: He pretends to be annoyed/angry about his s/o in a sexy bunny costume. He’ll ask why the hell they have that costume on while refusing to admit his cheeks are slightly stained pink.
They only let people they really really trust anywhere near their necks because of sharingan hunters. The neck has become an almost sacred thing for the uchiha. There's a lot of unspoken practices around it as well. Like giving a romantic partner your neck is a big thing, like you know it's getting really serious lol.
The high collars are sewn with metal plating on the inside for protection. Touching an Uchiha's neck without their consent is seen as a grievous offence/ threat. Most people otiside the clan don't know the significance though, and it's not like many ppl have gotten close enough for that.
They propose by gifting the person a necklace, which they'll wear like you would a wedding ring. They're often family heir looms. And everyone has they're own personalised intricate collar they get around age 12 (around the time they start puberty and by shinobi standards they start being considered young adults). They're only warn on sacred occasions (like the solstice and other such celebrations for their patron gods, primarily Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi).
At weddings their collar is given to the other person, and they promise to protect it forever. If they're not both Uchiha and the other person doesn't have a collar they're expected to craft one (by hand, personally, if possible) so they can exchange collars.
Madara waking up in a stranger's home, beside him is his unconscious bro, his right arm is gone, he sees some of his other comrades, and sees a woman healing Izuna's arm back and she explains Izuna DIED but she brought him back and some of his comrades back her up on the story and she begins to heal Izuna's arm back on. HEadcanons?
Thank you for the request. It was fairly interesting to think about. Headcannons of Madarameeting a Mysterious woman who saved Izuna
In this random occurrence, I think the biggestquestion is… how was she able to bring Izuna back to life and who did she sacrificeto save him, because in the Naruto universe from what we’ve seen, you can’t givelife to another without taking life yourself.
Besidethat phenomenon that needs to be answered, Madara going to be perplex, especiallyif he has never seen or heard of this woman before. He is going to have a lotof questions on his mind such as what clan was she from, where do her allegianceslie, what is she after?
I think Madara would also be concerned thatsince he was unconscious and so was his brother, that the woman might be tryingto investigate the sharingan or their bloodline. Or if the woman didn’t knowabout the sharingan, Madara would fear that once she found out she would pose a threat to them. Like for instance, she would try to gain their trust as Izuna recuperated andthen one day try to backstab them by taking Izuna’s eyes or something alongthose lines.
Madara would not trust this woman from the starteven if he woke up in her care and all his men vouch for her. Madara isunsettled at the circumstance and is not comfortable about the idea that he wasin a weaken state that he required assistance. Madara might lash out when hewakens and might even try to kill her if he found her hovering over him,attending to his wounds.
If the woman can gain Madara’s trust, which willtake a lot of time, Madara might make her one of the clan’s healing hands. Hewould offer her a home in the Uchiha compound and she would be much like aservant to the soldiers to help heal wounds. After much more passage of time, ifMadara finds her worthy enough, he might have her marry into the family by alesser Uchiha member. It would be the ultimate sign of unison and trust betweenher commitment to the Uchihas.
Hey glad your ask box is open (: can you do headcannons for Itachi and Sasuke if they had a younger sister? please and thank you
Thank you for the request! I’m happy my ask box was open too. Its great to get some new requests! Especially ones that inspire me. Like these what-if scenarios are always fun to imagine as long as they dont mess with the plot of Naruto too much. Anyway Enjoy! :DHeadcannons of ifItachi and Sasuke had a younger sister.
If Itachi and Sasuke had a younger sister, theybe highly protective and caring towards her. Itachi would be more caring andgentle with her than Sasuke would. Sasuke would more than likely find ways totease his younger sister if they were close in age when they are young.
Sasuke would be boastful about what he could doin comparison to his sister while they are growing up. Sasuke has always lookedup to Itachi and wishes he was as talented as his brother. In order to boosthis self-esteem, Sasuke would easily try to impress his sister with what he cando. He might go as far as saying he’s better than her.
There are some days when Sasuke would tire ofplaying with his sister and much rather train with Itachi. Their sister mightalso want to gain their big brother’s attention and try to fight Sasuke for it.Itachi finds the two fighting for his attention slightly amusing before tappingboth of them on the head before he says he is busy.
When the Uchiha massacre occurs, Itachi wouldhave worked out a deal to spare the life of his younger sister as well. Eitherhe would find a way of letting her escape, make her suffer trauma like Sasuke,or prearrange for her not to be present the night of the massacre. He would doanything in his power to make sure both his younger siblings were spared. Evenif Danzo told him only one could be spared, Itachi would most likely prearrangefor his sister to be somewhere else the night of the massacre. Like sleepingover at a friend’s house or hiding her away telling her goodbye and scaring her,telling her she can’t come out till morning.
After the massacre, Sasuke isn’t as lonely as hecould have been with his sister by his side. They would try to comfort eachother and hold on to one another after knowing what their big brother did.Sasuke would still be filled with hatred though, and his despise for hisbrother only grows larger the older he gets. His sister would grow resentful oftheir older brother as well, feeding off of Sasuke’s hurt.
Sasuke would still care for his sister deep down,but the anger, hurt, and hatred would eat at him. He would grow colder toothers and strive to be the best in school so that one day he could kill hisolder brother. He would have told his sister that too, that he was out toavenge their family. That he would make their brother pay. His sister wouldn’t influencehis choice if she told him not to. He would still leave Konoha to gain morepower.
