intimately interior

#𝑼𝑳𝑻𝑴𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑫 : ❝ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴. 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝑼𝑳𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑳𝒀 — 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝑴𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝑼𝑳𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑹 𝑴𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑺. ❞ and if you hold them yourself , then. . . welcome. you're in the right place. this is a hub blog for 2 sideblogs that only host muses from & for the anime series 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐎 produced by 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨.

view & interact at your own discretion. heavy & triggering topics will take place across all blogs. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖾𝗅𝗂 ( 𝟤𝟧+ . 𝖻𝗂𝗉𝗈𝖼 . 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒. )

𝗗𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 , where would you like to go? [ 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴. / 𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴. / 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴. ] 𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚(𝗦) : [ @niinshu : multi-muse ] &&. [ @tentaiiled : uchiha duo-muse ]

𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝘾𝙪𝙩

anyways- im officially making this a hub blog to only host my nart muses on sideblogs [ @niinshu & @tentaiiled ].

that damn dead kid. those damned orange goggles that he kept. fuck. off. but damn is trauma one hell of a thing to heal from. and as annoying as it is , that's all kakashi'll ever see. the thought makes him down the remainder of his beer from the glass. in the midst of putting down his glass , obito hears somber tenzo pipe up through a series of soft hiccups almost somberly.

[ prompt ] "if i tell you i love you, will you leave? please don’t."

obito eyes him , in both surprise and disbelief as the words playback in his mind like a broken record. if i tell you i love you , will you leave? please don't. if i tell you i love you , will you leave? if i tell you i love you. if i tell you , i love you. if i love you. i l-

yet you don't deserve any form of it. . . that thing of a tailed beast utters through a sickeningly dreadful cackle so far deep from within obitos' mind. he could try to ignore it but that took effort that he couldn't muster right now. not when the lingering buzz of the beer was fading due to the hyperactive regenerative cells in his body. it was so pointless in trying to get drunk and even more so trying to stay that way. maybe next time he should try everclear to see how that trip would go.

obito's snort cuts through the tension like a freshly sharpened chefs knife. ❝ geez , what am i? practice? ❞ his uncovered eye does not crinkle as he forces a playful smile to hide the twinge of hope. hope that was supposed to be banished so , so long ago. because hope is dangerous , and he is too. obito , self-convinced , that his being was not meant to bare or embody its definition.