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Happy Itachi + happy colors req. by: @dearltachi

#the second || itachi

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          “have you forgotten i did that for you? it happens with old age, i guess.”

          “ obito have you forgotten your brief tirade as tobi….because i don’t. ”

#the more u speak the more i wish kakashi's father had adopted me #ssannoo #a light in the dark || crack

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            “A very mature and wise move, Uchiha Madara, leader of the great                            and powerful Uchiha clan.”

             “ fact check: it was that bastard tobirama that didn’t                  like me, but jokes on him i replaced his conditioner with nair once…”

#i dont want to see your abs u nasty old man #a light in the dark || crack #ssannoo

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              “this is why the senjus never liked you.”

               “ and that, obito, is why you’re weak–i mean, you’re totally not cool fam. ”

#oh yeah well you're ugly #a light in the dark || crack #ssannoo

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    “i’m  well aware i can’t keep up with the kids. you’re just embarrassing the both of us.” 

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         “ you’re just as embarrassing as me don’t lie to yourself. ”

#you listen to me old man #a light in the dark || crack

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                               THIS IS WHAT I THOUGHT, I THOUGHT YOU’D NEED ME                                       THIS IS WHAT I THOUGHT SO THINK ME NAIVE                                  I P R O M I S E D YOU A HEART YOU PROMISED TO KEEP                                            KISS MY EYES AND LAY ME TO SLEEP                                                               [ART CREDIT]

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deldara:

Deidara struggles to keep his face straight, but Tobi’s idiocy is too much for him to bear. Is he honestly this childish, or is this some grand scheme to get a rise out of him?

“And how would you propose we paint it red? Throw paint into the air and see if ti sticks, hm?” he says sarcastically, before stopping suddenly. “I’m not being serious, Tobi,” he says firmly with a scowl. “It’s not possible to do that.”

Obito comes to a complete stop. He should really think the things he throws at Deidara through. Still, it gives him more to work with. His hand flies up to where his chin should be beneath the mask. The closest he could get to seeming pensive given his situation.

“I don’t know, Sepnai. It could work,” Obito looks up at the sky. In his- Madara’s vision, they could paint the sky red. There would be no stopping them doing whatever they liked. Painting the sky red was the bare minimum of what could be done, “Or what about a wave of red balloons?  A giant genjutsu that only affects the sky? We could also attract a lot red birds! The sky would be red and moving then.”

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hello everyone! new AU kakashi blog here looking for some cool people to interact with. if you could give this a like/reblog and i’ll come and check out your blog? thanks!

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ive been meaning to draw these two for 78 years

#there's a hole in my heart where you used to be || obirin #[ wow kill me]

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 @itsuehime​

A frown. It dragged the corners of her lips downward. She swirled the liquor in her glass and averted her gaze from the man momentarily. Opal green eyes full of confusion and the storm of conflicted emotions gazed back at Obito. “I don’t think he is every going to be the man I want him to be. To ask that of him would be entirely selfish on my part. Love… isn’t about romance or the fairy-tales I dreamed of as a little girl. I’m starting to accept and understand that it’s about letting go and about moving on. I need to truly see him for who he really is.”

She sets the glass back down on the counter. A sigh. A saddened expression. “But I think I’m too scared to see him for who he really is…        …because I don’t have the right to change him. I’m scared of letting him go. I’m scared because apart from him, I’ve never spent much time       learning about myself and the woman I could become. When I dream of my future, he’s always a part of my vision. But that isn’t very realistic.”

Finishing the last of her drink, Sakura grimaces as she thought about              this man and one silver-haired Rokudaime Hokage. “Surely, you’d understand Uchiha-san. I mean, sensei still lives in this world inside his head where            he is so hopeful that you and him would be able to make amends,                                  that it would be just like old times, and that friendship would blossom. Sometimes I wonder, if he really sees the man you’ve become from the time that has passed,                 and the experiences you both went through were on entirely different paths.”

She brings a thumb and index finger up to the bridge of her nose and rubs it. “And I guess, I’m doing the same thing sensei is with you. We refuse to let go of the past. We hold onto those memories and expect the present to be just like the old days.”

Obito didn’t understand the concept of love further than the illusions of the child that died longing to hold hands with Rin. But, he listens to the girl speak, attentive to each word. He doesn’t comment, because he really has nothing to add. He watches her set the glass down.

The next words she speaks do resonate with him. Those he understood. All the time he spent with Madara taught him to have a one track mind. When he’d thought of the future, there was only the dream Madara sought. It was only Naruto that pulled him from that way of thinking. “It is realistic if you have a means of achieving it,” he adds, “if not then there is a chance you did get carried away with the idea of him.”

And then she speaks about him and Kakashi. Her situation clears up more. He feels he understands it a little better now she’s put it into perspective. Of course, the Rokudaime Hokage had come to him numerous times. Kakashi, ever the hopeful. Asking Obito to try and become part of Konoha. After everything he’d done, the suffering he’d caused. Obito had no place there. “Your sensei is a fool,” he says with a hoarse laugh. His voice was unused to the feeling.              “A thousand years of penance couldn’t fix what I’ve done.         But your hope isn’t in vain.There’s hope for you.   Your strength and youth don’t work against you.  Even if this didn’t work out for you. There’s always someone  else lined up, surely. Don’t stress yourself more than       you need to be by comparing your  problems to the demons of old men.”

He hopes that sounds as reassuring as he wanted it to. He wasn’t very good with these things.

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Obito knows it’s her as soon as she steps near the path leading to his home in the forest. It was the bijuu inside of her. After everything that had happened he could sense a jinchuuriki from metres away. But this wasn’t any jinchuuriki. Not that they were all average, but this one was different. This one was Rin.       Rin. The girl he’d dreamed about even under Madara’s grasp. Rin. The only person, aside from Kakashi, who could create any real rise out of him. Something that resembled the person he  should have been.

It doesn’t take him long to find her. He’s not entirely sure it’s her he’s seeing, considering it’s just a blur from where he stands, but who else would it be at this time of night?      He doesn’t see or sense anyone around her. It- Kakashi couldn’t have sent her. A feeling in his chest sinks at the thought. Not Kakashi. Rin- she wouldn’t have been sent to him. Out of respect- if he even deserved that much.

Still, observing her from afar was something Rin didn’t deserve. With a  jutsu practised enough he could perform it without hand signs, he appears behind her. A gasp nearly escapes him at the sight of her. Obito watches her for a moment before speaking.. No matter his state of mind, Rin was always beautiful.

“Rin,” it comes a little louder than a whisper. Obito looks away, not ready to meet her gaze. He can’t look her in the eyes, not after all he’s done.

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 The jinchuuriki’s new found freedom brought her nothing, but delight and a rush of mixed emotions. So many things had happened, so many allies lost, so many enemies defeated, and one comrade finally reclaimed.. her mind was still processing the whole thing. The three tails chose to stay with her after everything was all said and done, considering Rin relied on him for more than just power, but perhaps her death would have been easier for Obito to handle after all these years apart.  “H̨̤̖e̠̰̻̳ ̜d̻͇͕̤̕o̗ẹ͕̲̳͕͙sṋ͇̪̗͍͠’t͜ ͙̜͖̘̹͇̦w̖̪̟a̜n̡͚̜̟t̰͓͡ ̺̪͞t͇o͘ ̩s̴̤̦e̖̻̪̕e̜̕ ͎̦̻͕͎y̧o͎̠̤̬̳̦̕ù̗̙͕.”          “I know. ”              “ H̖̮͇̜͙͝e̸̫͎̤ ̺̰̞̠̰̖ne̡̠̤̬v̥̬̝̭e̼̜͓̺̟͜r̯̯ ̻͇͢w͖̭a̝̝͇̮̘̼ͅn̗̲̲͙͍t̪s͔̮̦ ̠ͅt͏o͍͙͍͕͚͘ ͓͙s̤̟͉̺͙̟ͅe͍͎̗e̲̥̬͖͎̳ ̺̲̣y͖̫͓͖̗̺o͇͚̘͍̩̱u̻̬̲.” “<You’re wrong>         Just start tracking for him, please Isobu.” Rin pleaded with her inner demon as she left the safety of the safety of the walls of Konoha gates, and the comfort of her allies, all for sake of a precious friend who she could still not read.       Letting out a mist full sigh, she knew that if Obito was in the area, they both would feel each other in no time. Even with no signs of anything good coming from this interaction, she tried to be optimistic about the whole thing, kind of disappointed that she didn’t bring any gifts for him from home.

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|| @deldara​

                                        There’s a spring in his step as he bounces around the blonde. It’s almost like a break from what he’s actually been up to this entire time. The Tobi persona was just too easy to slip in and out of. He looks up at the sky, pointing for a second before turning back to look at Diedara.

“Senpai!” he calls out, “What if the sky weren’t so blue? What if we painted it red?”

#deldara #v|| [ akatsuki ] this is not what i had planned #like the flutter of wings || short replies #bye tobi

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me??? upset???? yes constantly

#what is your pleasure? what is your pain? || musings

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I’M A V I C T I M.              OF MY SYMPTOM.                                     I AM MY OWN WORST ENEMY. YOU’RE A V I C T I M.               OF YOUR SYMPTOM.                                     YOU ARE YOUR OWN WORST ENEMY.

                                          KNOW YOUR ENEMY.

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i’m never on this blog and this is the one i’ve put the most thought and effort into making.

#ooc tag tbd #i'll get the promo up and running again

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I don’t know who I want to be.

Mowgli’s Road (via justanotherrpmusing)

#what is your pleasure? what is your pain? || musings

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sasuke gets punched in the face and cries

#i mean he IS an uchiha... || sasuke