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#[ooc] behind the mask #you are also wonderful! #rangers arecool

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🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 / 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  i can't stop thinking about you even when i try.  ❜ ❛  every time i see you, it's like my heart skips a beat.  ❜ ❛  i never realized how much i needed you until you weren't there.  ❜ ❛  do you ever feel like there's something missing ... like a piece of your heart is somewhere else?  ❜ ❛  i wish i had the courage to tell you how i feel.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how much you truly mean to me.  ❜ ❛  do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different between us?  ❜ ❛  sometimes i wonder if you ever think about me the way i think about you.  ❜ ❛  i had a lot of dreams about you recently.  ❜ ❛  somehow, you're always on my mind.  ❜ ❛  i think i've been in love with you since the day we met - scratch that, i know i've been in love with you since the day we met.  ❜ ❛  my biggest wish is to hold you close and never let you go.  ❜ ❛  all my life i've felt like a part of me was missing, but with you i've finally found it.  ❜ ❛  you deserve better than who i am right now, but i'm gonna keep trying to become someone you do deserve.  ❜ ❛  every time you smile at me, i get this flutter in my chest.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever be worthy of your love?  ❜ ❛  i want to be the person to make you happy. the one person you can always come to with whatever you need.  ❜ ❛  will we ever get another chance together?  ❜ ❛  you were the best thing that's ever happened to me.  ❜ ❛  my biggest regret is ever letting you go.  ❜ ❛  i'm still in love with you ... and i honestly never stopped.  ❜ ❛  when i wake up in the morning, you're the first person i want to see.  ❜ ❛  every time i wake up, i check if you wrote me another message.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could be as important to you as you are to me.  ❜ ❛  it hurts when you don't talk to me like you used to.  ❜ ❛  i miss everything about you, your touch, your laugh, your smile. i wish i could have that back.  ❜ ❛  i want to fall asleep wrapped in your arms.  ❜ ❛  hold me closer; i always feel safer when you're with me.  ❜ ❛  there's so much i wish i was able to tell you.  ❜ ❛  i know things aren't easy right now, but i want to remain a fixture in your life. after all, you're one in mine.  ❜ ❛  i miss the way you always made me smile.  ❜ ❛  you're the reason i keep holding on.  ❜ ❛  maybe we're supposed so to remain a case of 'right person, wrong time' forever.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how i feel about you.  ❜ ❛  i'm yearning to hold your hand in mine.  ❜ ❛  i think you are the one for me, and i hope one day i'll be the one for you, too.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever become more than a friend to you?  ❜ ❛  my heart belongs to you, always and forever.  ❜ ❛  my first instinct is to protect you, no matter the cost.  ❜ ❛  i've been thinking about us a lot lately.  ❜

#I shouldn't but I'm going to anyway #rp memes

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Naruto Shippuden.

Lo 

#the beeeannns #visage #itachi #yamato

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#visage #dont touch his boo #iruka

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"Baka, of course I mean it."

Part of his personality seeking normality was choked through the words, the fingers of one hand coming down to curl into the fabric of Obito's robe. Clinging, refusing to let go as he grasped this tiny thread of hope sought out in this single question. He felt peeled back and exposed--a state that was very much uncomfortable and raw given his efforts in concealing it.

As a child standing over the body of his father, he'd experienced the reality of being left alone in an unloving world. He never expected the impact Obito's presence would have on him, never expected the secret desire and satisfaction he would have when digging at Obito's nerves for the sake of gaining his attention during their childhood rivalry--however negative it might have been.

Never expected how worried he would become with Obito's disregard of the rules and expectations--because Kakashi simply didn't want to lose him.

And yet, the life had been laid down for his very own and an eye offered to compensate the loss of half his vision. Obito had only ever given to him, selflessly, with a heart never expecting anything in return.

"No matter what it takes." Kakashi reaffirms, head pulling back to meet the intensity of that single eye. Obviously, he has swallowed a portion of his pride as his fist tightens into that robe, his voice strained as he speaks the truth of his own mind.

"I just….I can't lose you again."

Obito flinched at the sudden change in Kakashi's tone of voice and demeanor. To even bear witness to tears that threatened to fall, for the second time, from his peripheral, shook him a bit. It was... out of character for someone who was by the books.

He was so used to that cocky, self-assured, know-it-all attitude from the other that it never occurred to him that Obito meant something to Kakashi. Was he truly worth the waterworks? Due to their large skill gap, Obito doubted it. No, he was convinced of it. So that's why...

The strongest of us has to be the one to carry on. You, Kakashi...

Lips barely parted, as it has become increasingly difficult to breathe normally through his nose; each inhale was short and sharp. His brows furrowed, confused. He couldn't tell if he should be upset or relieved. Upset that Kakashi is going against everything he once believed in for a measly impotent shinobi such as himself. Here before him, trying to persuade the Uchiha to stray from his current goals. But so relieved that Kakashi bothered at all to turn back for him. Believing that his teammate didn't in fact meet his end that day.

Then came an odd selection of comforting words for a response. I've been... yours? Obito couldn't believe what he was hearing. About being... that. The shock wasn't apparent, but his silence was louder than the dripping water from the mossy stone ceiling of this little hideout.

❝ Do you mean it? ❞ He whispers. His one and only bright red illuminated eye flicked into the gift he gave the young Jonin, searching for something true. Something he can genuinely trust in. More trust than Madara's or Zetsu's words that have fueled him for the past few years. ❝ No matter what it takes? ❞ // @thecopynin-kakashi cont.

#tentaiiled #ASDFGHJKL:

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he felt those mismatched eyes on his face. tracing it, leaving no line untraced. even if it was hidden behind his long dark hair. obito didn't have the courage though. to look back at the younger ninja. he wasn't afraid to, per se. no. just lost. in his mind. in his thoughts. physically, in reality. just lost. ❝ do i even… have that anymore? after what i did -- do i? ❞ he asked, almost as if he were allergic to saying the word himself. home. what even was that? what was the definition of that again? was it a roof over your head? some place to rest? some place… safe? a place where you felt safe? when was the last time he's felt that? he could swear, it wasn't that long ago but he also couldn't recall just how long ago it was. he couldn't see past all the bloodshed. the darkness that begged him to not turn his back on it. the darkness that promised him a future he wanted. they haven't even known each other for long, so why did it beg of him? why did it cry for him? …why did it suddenly sound angry as it reminded him of the promise he made to it? he trembled under kakashi's touch, like he were cold; though fully clothed under his dark purple robe. still, not yet daring to lift his eye from that flat dark blue shirt to look him in the eyes. // oopsies 💖👉👈

The harshness of Kakashi's voice had faded into velvet gentleness. His constant razor sharp criticisms hurled in Obito's direction were now replaced with a desperation to have him back as he was--every flaw and fumble no longer an annoyance, but a missing aspect of deeply buried adoration. Shinobi didn't cry, they didn't reveal their emotions, yet Kakashi stood here with an aching heart and the glaze of unshed tears to match.

"I'll be your home." He offered, breathless by his own hope of acceptance. "Just as you've been mine."

The two of them had grown, had changed, had endured…but still they remained a part of each other, joined by a bond that Kakashi had refused to forfeit. He could see the confusion and the pain in a face that had once been joyful and stubborn, his fingertips tracing over the ripple of scar tissue on Obito's cheek before Kakashi finally huffs a breath and presses his forehead against his friend's shoulder.

He had gotten even taller over the years.

"I'll keep you safe." He promises softly. "No matter what it takes."

#tentaiiled #SOBBING #THANK YOU

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You trust me, right ?

These were poorly selected words solely to test the depths of a bond before leading into the plan or idea that would no doubt be met with resistance. Kakashi was already side-eying Anri, each word spoken etching a frown deeper into his features.

"That's exactly how I would word it." Kakashi counters with an edge. "What are you trying to do that I obviously have to talk you out of?"

Attempt to talk him out of, more like. Once Anri got an idea stapled in his mind it was only a matter of time before he acted on it. Judging by the worry, by the fear, the risks were great--and that was enough for Kakashi to stand firmly against it...at first anyway.

Anri could be quite persuasive.

one of the memes i reblogged | @thecopynin-kakashi asked: [ HOLD ] — noticing that receiver is nervous or scared, sender offers out their hand for receiver to hold (for Anri)

Anri did not get nervous or scared easily, at least not on the outside for others to see it on his face ( but he was human and of course he could feel nervous and scared ). There's a hand that is offered to him, he realizes that his nervousness has seeped into his body language and the sliver of fear he feels has found its way into his blue gaze. His head tilts in direction of Kakashi and his hand easily settles into that offered hand, intertwining fingers with the pale haired male quickly.

❛ You trust me, right ? ❜ Well, that's truly going to worry Kakashi, he's off to a great start with what he was trying to convey to the other. ❛ Even if I said I'm going to do something stupidly dangerous, at least that's how you'd word it. ❜ More like he has already done that but, he'd get to that once he let Kakashi process some of what he's saying.

❛ It's for a good reason, I promise. ❜ Kakashi might not see it that way, Anri is half expecting to get scolded when he reveals what this is all about and why it makes Anri nervous and has actually put fear into his gaze but . . . The reason he was doing the thing he was doing outweighed that nervousness he felt and that fear. It's worth it.

#mythcaels #[v;unchained melody] #[pt 1/2] traitorous guardian

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"Let's go home."

AU where Kakashi doesn't stop searching, because he promised Rin he'd bring Obito home.

#visage #someone give me this pls #Obito

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You guys sitting in my drafts have all been patient and I thank you for it. Current wave of health challenges have left me in a perpetual state of brain fog, extreme fatigue, and body pains. My muse is there, my ability to sit down and type is not. Once again, I'm going to be painfully slow working on things but I do promise they will get done!

#[ooc] behind the mask #love you guys fr

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Oh, he knew that look. He'd seen the sharpness of those eyes and the furrowing of that brow each time one of the academy kids (namely Naruto) had poked and prodded at Iruka's patience until he would eventually lose that calm demeanor. Now that Kakashi was the one on the receiving end, his expression is practically a plea for mercy.

"I'm fine. It's not that deep, don't bother with it."

Any attempt at pushing Iruka's hands away from him were met with stubborn retaliation, and with a huff, Kakashi dropped his arms and returned his attention to their surroundings. One of the wounds traced the curve of his collarbone, biting deep and causing most of his current bloodloss. The other was at his right side, just beneath his ribs. While Kakashi found neither of these injuries to be anything pressing, they still hurt damn well enough to make him shift beneath Iruka's weight and release a small groan when they are further exposed.

He doesn't bother looking. He's rapidly trying to think of a way out of this predicament for not only himself, but Iruka as well. Being located out here with traces of Kakashi's blood on him would invite a potential interrogation, but to accompany him anywhere would only further dig this shallow hole all the deeper.

It was one thing to bump into each other every few months or so, but to actively aid Kakashi would all but drag him straight into this hell.

"You've got to get out of here."

It was all he could focus on, all he could prioritize as he heard the wind carry distant voices, the direction indicating they were headed right for them both. He would make a stand here if it meant buying Iruka time, but the prospect of pulling new tricks from his pocket was cut short when he felt a dreadful throb radiating from the sharingan.

It was the second indicator that his time was running up.

He hisses a few curses under his breath as he feels himself being progressively backed into a corner. Various scenarios rapidly run through his mind before he finally reaches out to grasp Iruka's arm and slowly clambers to his feet.

"Let's get moving. We don't have much time."

No sooner does he say the words does he hate himself for them. While his presence in such close proximity to the village came with a well enough reasons, he hadn't anticipated someone he cared about being thrown into the mix.

This wasn't one of those nights where he went looking for Kakashi. On the contrary, Iruka was doing his absolute best to minimize the need to venture outside the walls and into the forest, for with every trip outside was the added risk of being caught himself. Not that he cared all that much about his own life. His seemed rather insignificant in comparison to many others, including the one he was often pining for the in the quiet of the night.

Even so, Iruka was wide awake this night sitting at his desk. The candle by his windowsill had long since blown out --- his sign that bedtime was upon him. He had just crawled into bed when he heard the faint sounds of an explosion. It wasn't unusual for training exercises to be conducted at night, especially among the ANBU, but the way in which Iruka could sense bodies flying all over the village could only mean one thing: something bad had happened.

Rushing over to the window, Iruka peered out into the night. He didn't see much of anything save for a few nin posted upon rooftops. Just as quickly they had vanished, scattering in various directions. The rational part of him --- the part of him that didn't want any trouble --- was telling him to go back to bed. If it was that much of a concern, the higher ups would have woken them all by now. The alarms would have sounded and he'd be in full uniform helping with the children and citizens.

As it were though, things were being kept as hush-hush as possible which only intrigued the Chunin even more. On one hand, he knew going outside to be nosy probably wasn't the best idea. He wasn't as skilled as someone like Gai, but could they really expect him not to be concerned when the blast was within his earshot? Furthermore, there was this strong desire to put his mind at ease. He doubted these shenanigans had anything to do with HIM, but for peace of mind, he found himself slipping on a robe and darting out of his window into the night.

It probably wasn't the smartest idea --- sneaking into the forest and straight to the familiar spot. But IF he was here --- if HE was the one they were looking for --- this might very well be the last place they'd look. With him so close to the village, they'd think him far too mad to risk it and yet…

Feet carried Iruka closer to the tree they often met beside. A bit of shrubbery was nearby, but it was the voice that startled him enough to look down. Were it anyone BUT him hiding near the base, Iruka would be dead --- because he did not sense him at all despite the obvious look of injuries about him.

〝Kakashi!〞 he exclaimed quietly. With wide eyes he studied the ninja, dropping to his knees in a bit of delayed reaction from the sight. He truly hadn't expected to find Kakashi but now that he had, there was no way he couldn't get involved now. Not when his own involvement could be the difference between Kakashi getting caught, or living to see another day.

〝I don't think I need to remind you just how foolish you are for being here tonight," he scolded. He was mad, but mostly because of the state Kakashi was in right now. It probably wasn't the time nor the place to be scolding the poor guy, but it was either that or let himself get way too emotional after all this time. 〝You shouldn't be here, regardless of how---〞 No. Shut up, Iruka. Now was not the time. 〝Let me see you.〞

He is scrambling over the ninja's frame, straddling his legs. Hands are quick to tear at fabric, slapping Kakashi's hands away as he sought to see where blood was pooling the most. Judging from the rate in which shinobi were searching the place tonight, they had roughly ten or so minutes before they'd need to be on the move.

〝I can patch you up. Not as well as an actual medic, but I have enough stuff in my kit to get you by. But you must, MUST lay low and let it heal. I suppose hospitals are out of the question so it'll be up to you to change the bandages everyday to prevent nasty sores or infection.〞

He slid back, keeping his body down low to the ground. Every so often he'd look around planning his departure from this spot. 〝Can you walk? The academy is nearby. I can keep the lights out and patch you up on the floor of an empty room. I think it's the last place they'd check and likely safer than being out here.〞 After all, it's not like anyone was aware of his own connection to Kakashi. They never hung out much before ( although one could argue that hardly mattered when lingering looks were often displayed ). Voices could be heard, but if Kakashi couldn't move, Iruka was not leaving his side --- not like this. He'd defend him if need be.

#gildinbainas #[pt 1/2] traitorous guardian #[v;of angels and demons]

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comic commission for @vfclayr, based on this post by @kkirincorrectquotes

Calli ty so much for commissioning me to draw THE BLORBOS

#visage #this is my canon #Iruka

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Kakashi's side profile through the years 🥰

#visage #I will do replies I swear

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i just thought yamato thanking kakashi for each individual section of clementine he was handed would be funny

#visage #yamato #I can’t

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"Fine."

"Don't steal all of my hair ties and I won't get you with glitter. Deal?"

#irukasenseii #[v;new beginnings]

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"I'm not sure it's fair if I have to go by your standards."

"There won't be a next time if you behave."

#irukasenseii #[v;new beginnings] #Kakashi vc: impossible

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Kakashi reaches up to lightly tug away his hitai-ate, allowing silver locks to fall against his forehead. "I'm no stranger to unofficial psych evals. Maybe they think the transition to jonin life will make me finally snap." The absolute lack of emotion in his voice reflected his own dark humor tendencies--something that amused him to no end when he received looks of horror or concern.

Nonetheless, he'd been ready with that answer, already deciding it would be best to halt the conversation there. Whether Tenzo was withholding anything or simply didn't know, there was no point in elaborating further.

Kakashi's chest rises and falls in a slow sigh as he closes his remaining eye, giving the impression he was ready to sleep. He mutters a "good night" and then spends a habitual chunk of time letting his senses become hyper aware of their surroundings. Any change of the air, or out of place sound was locked on to, but eventually, his mind would melt from basic human need and send him into a shallow slumber.

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There's a stir of a heavier than normal breeze, beams of the inn creaking in response--but there's another sound that's out of place, a scratching of sorts on the tiles of the roof above them.

There's a sliver of red as Kakashi partially opens his eyes. At some point he had turned to face Tenzo in his sleep, and he watches him beneath his lashes as he listens to another soft scrape, barely noticeable as the trees lean with another roll of the wind.

He had taken notice of the lack of branches hanging over the inn when they had arrived. Someone was using the cover of the brewing storm to advance towards the balcony of their room.

The quiet in the room had Tenzo thinking that Kakashi had no plans in answering what was on his mind. Which was fine and way more than expected. He knew Kakashi and his reactions, had grown more than used to them in the years they ran together.

In fact, he was more used to getting the silent treatment when he asked personal questions than getting an answer. He'd been settling in, his eyes closing, when he heard those soft words. He quickly turned on his back so he could look at Kakashi, actually taking in what he could of the older man's face- which wasn't much.

Being watched? He glanced back up to the ceiling, allowing his mind to wander for a moment. He had noticed other Root member's following Kakashi from time to time. Was he allowed to say that? It's not like he was still in Root himself, but...

"I mean, I know the feeling, but it doesn't happen to me often." He had to tread lightly, unsure what was safe to tell Kakashi, and what might get both of them in deep trouble. After all, he knew just what Danzo was capable of. Sure, he had been blinded before, but thanks to a certain someone, he'd been pulled from the darkness and allowed to see the truth.

He looked up at the ceiling, thinking back to the times he had actively seen Root following his senpai. Which masks they wore. Maybe, once they returned home, he would look deeper into it. After all, he was still ANBU, he had ways of getting past normal information blocks with ease.

"Do you think there is a reason you are being followed?"

#cat of the anbu #[pt 1/2] traitorous guardian #lool no worries! #my brain does that exact thing almost daily #[v;the cat and the hound] #hopefully the time skip is okay #feel free to have whatever happen #I'm here for anything and everything

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"....Next time...."

"Well maybe next time I won't use glitter."

#irukasenseii #[v;new beginnings]