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get to know me | [1/5] male characters → obito uchiha (naruto)

Those who break the rules are trash, but those who abandon their comrades are worse than trash! If I’m going to be called trash either way, I’d rather break the rules! And if that somehow makes me anything less than a real shinobi, then I’ll crush all of the so called “real” shinobi!

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Following up on this, commissions are open

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Thank you to everyone who participated in the survey!!

Rin Week will be hosted November 12-18, and each day will have 3-4 loosely related prompts (aside from the first and last day); feel free to use all the prompts for your creation, just one, or none at all!

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PROMPTS

🪻 Day 1 | November 12

Any AU

🪻 Day 2 | November 13

Ghost/Memory/Edo Tensei

🪻 Day 3 | November 14

Akatsuki/Root/ANBU

🪻 Day 4 | November 15

Rin's Birthday!/Secret/Promises/Waiting

🪻 Day 5 | November 16

Waves/Miscommunication/Yellow/Last Nerve

🪻 Day 6 | November 17

Rin-sensei/Genin/Teamwork/Team Bonding

🪻 Day 7 | November 18

Free Day!

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Sketch dump ✨

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I commissioned kamerim to draw team minato<3 i love her artstyle so much!

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*me ranting about the Naruto ending in 2014 for 5 months straight* ok I'm done.

*7 years later* and you know what elSE???!

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obito for the chara ask game 🥹🫶

TY for asking about one of my all-time favorites, anon!! I love obito sm. here's the world's most enormous kid!obito gif as a present 🫶

Give me a character and I will give you my thoughts on

one aspect about them i love

Batshit insane. Not really, but also really. He goes hard, and i respect and admire him for that. Also, adult Obito is very very sexy to the point where it often makes me question my own beliefs about who is the hottest anime character of all time, Obito or Kakashi, and I really, uh, respect and admire him for that too.

one aspect i wish more people understood about them

Well, this one might be obvious, but I have no sympathy for people who think he "did it all for his twelve-year-old crush."

Obito IS Naruto, in all the ways that matter to the narrative. They are motivated by essentially the same things, and set up to have their ideals opposed by essentially the same environment. Obito isn't a powerhungry insane villain who wants the world to suffer. He wants to make the unbearable bearable, for everyone except himself. It's a very noble and heroic plan, the Eye of the Moon plan, I mean. And he was one of the very few creative thinkers in the entire (enormous) cast of characters. He was trying to solve a problem. He wasn't trying to get his teenage crush back. He wanted the exact same thing that all the heroic characters wanted, only he wanted it more than any of them did, to a point where it drove all other factors out of consideration.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character

oh boy.

obito with adhd. obito with multiple learning difficulties and disabilities, including dyslexic obito (sent off to study under Minato and Kushina, two sealing EXPERTS, neither of whom have quite enough patience to figure out how his brain works).

obito who was hard of hearing after the rock fell on him. obito who had long periods of brain fog and difficulty with both short and long term memory after the rock. obito with a very unusual and painful case of phantom limb syndrome, where he could feel his original arm and leg twinging sometimes, but not the plant-cell version.

obito who cried himself to sleep most nights growing up in the orphanage. obito who got made fun of for being a crybaby, and became the class clown in order to deflect attention from his crying. obito the class joke, the punchline. obito who just wanted ONE FRIEND to love and accept him for who he was, and not try to change him or mock him or embarrass him.

teenage and young adult obito who spent hours and days and years talking to the memories in his mind of the people he once loved. Arguing with them, shouting at them, raging at them. Obito twisting and contorting himself into the Tobi persona. Obito deciding he is Tobi. Obito slipping and forgetting that becoming Tobi was ever a decision in the first place, rather than a the pull of destiny, rather than who he always was meant to become, underneath.

post-war obito starting to use his goofy, stupid Tobi voice and character to make his precious people laugh, after the war ended. obito retiring to civilian life but being pestered by the younger generation for tips on all sorts of shinobi-related skills, because they somehow all innately sense that he is 'one of them,' that for all he is a former war criminal, he's someone who you can trust. obito who grows old and gray and grumpy, and still does the tobi voice for his friends' great-grandkids, which always results in irrepressible giggle fits. obito who as an elderly person somewhat begrudgingly receives help with his washing and groceries from the youngsters who flock to him for familiar old stories and funny jokes. in spite of everything that has happened in his long life, he can still see his childhood self shining through in their eyes.

god, i love obito.

one character i love seeing them interact with

Has to be Kakashi, honestly. I like the tiny snippets we get of Obito with Gai and Kushina, too. But Kakashi and him are so polarized, it's impossible for me to take my eyes off the screen when they're on it together.

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more

Naruto. I wish the two of them could have had a peace-time sit-down. Many of them. I wish Obito were part of Naruto's Hokage council. Actually, I wish Obito had been Naruto's jounin sensei, but that's a whole nother thing.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character

Rin and Obito developed a secret sign language/note-passing language during their academy days together. Rin knew he had trouble reading the assignments, and they grew closer in the first place because she volunteered to read them for him out loud when the teacher wasn't nearby.

Obito's grandma was a long-since retired shinobi, and was waiting for him to make chunin so she could teach him some seriously cool fire-release ninjutsu that the rest of the Uchiha clan had neglected to learn and pass on. Sadly, she died before he got to that stage. But it was part of his motivation to try to surpass Kakashi as soon as possible.

Kakashi and Obito met first out of everyone, and there was a stray cat / a homeless dog involved in the incident too. And every now and then, when Kakashi was being a pill during the Team Minato years, Obito would shoot him a sideways glare and whisper "Remember Buttons??" and Kakashi would glare back and say "We don't speak of Buttons," and Rin and Minato always thought it was because something unspeakably sad happened to poor Buttons, but in fact it was because Buttons took a very smelly shit on Kakashi's pants right when Kakashi was in the middle of giving a speech about how its more humane to put lost animals down, rather than wander the streets alone, and dont worry everyone, Buttons turned out fine, they found her owner later that same day but kakashi's pants had to be burned because the smell was Just That Bad

Minato secretly thinks Obito is one of the funniest people he ever met, but tries not to laugh at most of his jokes, because he doesn't want to lessen the gravity of their training sessions. Sometimes when he's getting ready for bed or brushing his teeth in the morning, though, he'll recollect what Obito said and just burst out laughing, spilling toothpaste all over and making Kushina worry for his sanity.

Kushina sees Obito as both a giant pest and as a little brother/almost son, and wanted to adopt him after his grandmother passed, but didn't know him well enough at that point to ask.

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so... naruto art phase over?

Nice one. the only end to my naruto phase is my lifespan

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Illustration for the patreon print reward this month. 5x7 prints availble until the end of July!

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Draw Draw Draw

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Team Minato Week Day One: Akatsuki / Post War

1000 words. Part 1/4.

Speedwriting a quick series of one-shots over the next few days, not beta-read, nor does it really go "in order," sorry for the confusion but go team minato ✊.

Summary: a very confused 23-year-old Minato travels forward through time and lands himself smack dab in the tragic aftermath of the destruction of Konoha by the Pein Invasion team.

After what felt like a nearly an infinity of unending stretches of diving headlong into one blindingly black whirlpool of cross-dimensional travel after another, it took Minato less than a second to get his bearings:

Earth.

The soft earth of the graveyard under his sandaled feet. Mid-day, probably late summer.

Devoid of people, but —

Screams met his ears. Smoke rising over every horizon, as he rose from where the whirlpool of time had landed him on the balls of his feet. Evacuation klaxons sounding in the distance. Thudding, pounding feet as he fled the graveyard and sprinted for the center of town.

Or what should have been the center.

This version of Konoha was wild chaos and frenzied panic, crumbling shopfronts and half-demolished residences, but even as Minato’s mind spiked with more anxiety and worry with each rounded bend and hurdle of rubble, the tension in his chest suddenly uncurled, had already released because:

Up ahead, he could discern the outline of several tall mud walls, the distinctive packed-earth mix of dotun and dirt, some of which had been demolished, pummeled and strewn this way and that. The few that remained intact, though, were all decorated with that trademark dog-shaped crest, which indicated a certain former student of his had been through here very recently —

BOOM.

An explosion ten feet away, on his right, and then a second one detonated four feet away from his face. Without pausing to think, Minato shunshinned to the top of the nearest mudwall on his left, scanning his surroundings frantically.

No sign. Do I have time to go into Sage mode, to find —

There was no need. Nor could he spare the chakra, most likely. He could feel a very strange split in his own chakra pool — somehow, he was simultaneously standing atop the mudwall, gazing out on the dust and debris, and also, a part of him was far away from here, but not too far away, staring deep into the face of his nearly-full grown son, offering a few words of comfort, explanation, and wisdom.

Naruto’s eyes, they’re just like mine — I wasn’t expecting that — 

But at the same time that a part of his soul was over there, with Naruto and the Ninetails Fox, his body was still right here, poised to fight the nearest threat, scanning everywhere for any sign of lightning jutsu or silver hair —

…There.

No —

There would be neither time nor need to go into Sage Mode after all. Not for this. Minato had been scanning for silver hair from someone who stood at full height, but there, behind a broken pillar, sunk low in the earth was —

Minato's anxiety rose again, spiked through his chest, until all he could feel was —

Already dead.

He’s already —

Without being aware of having decided to move, Minato's legs carried him straight over to Kakashi, who was… who seemed to be…

…about as numb and cold as he himself was, by the time he got there.

Had clearly been dead for some time already.

No, this…

It couldn't be right.

(A cruel irony).

I came here to try to save —

Minato's hands were shaking. He bent down, knelt low. Knees impacting in the rubble of the broken street, using both hands to attempt to push the crushing prison of dirt, broken pavement, and debris away from his former student’s lifeless (and somehow adult) body.

Fingers trembling, almost afraid to touch him, Minato carefully cradled the lolling head, carding his fingers through the blood-stained silver-white hair. He'd seen corpses before, countless times, but he somehow still found himself praying that this one would open its eyes, its precious, mismatched eyes, crack a smile, offer a ghost of a joke —

It can’t be…

It — this can’t be my Kakashi, but —

Minato battled and then lost to the urge to grab the dead man by the shoulders, fingers clenching in too tight to the still-slightly-warm body. The edges of Kakashi's mask and uniform were crusty with drying blood. Dark mottled patches had started to appear on Kakashi's fair skin. So it must have been about thirty minutes or so, then, since —

Minato's fingers clenched again.

…Why.

Dammit, WHY. Why am I here, why did the scroll bring me HERE, NOW, just to have to see THIS —

Kakashi-kun, my little student —

Tears burning his eyes, with all the will in his body, Minato wrenched himself back from the precipice of grief, pressing his forehead against Kakashi’s, closing his hand around Kakashi's unmoving shoulder.

…Wherever you are, now, Kakashi — I don’t know why it happened like this, but I swear to you, I will not let this be the end of it. I will not lose you to the darkness. Not without finding out who is responsible, and stopping this.

Carefully Minato sank lower into his crouch, creating a stable base for the beginning of his senjutsu meditation. He became aware of whispers, voices, even shouts — ("Yondaime!" "It's the Fourth Hokage!" "That man looks exactly like —") but none of that mattered. The instant he entered Sage Mode, he stretched out his chakra, searching for unexplained elements, for likely perpetrators, for someone (or anyone) to blame, and sensed —

Obito.

Of all people.

Minato's eyes shot open and he reared back from Kakashi's limp form.

…

…OBITO?!

Perhaps one-hundred-and-fifty to two-hundred feet away. Close enough to be watching, but not close enough to be easily spotted.

Slowly, Minato revolved his head towards where his other former student's chakra signature was pulsing (flaring, even), his eyes lasering in on the black-and-red-cloaked, orange-masked form standing lightly atop one of the few still-unbroken walls of Konoha.

But…

Obito has been dead for — years.

And yet he was standing, just over there.

And Kakashi, Minato's only remaining living student, had apparently been alive for perhaps fifteen to twenty years since Minato had last seen him, but then died half an hour before Minato's arrival in the graveyard.

His heart panged and his head whirled in total, abject confusion.

…What sort of insane parallel reality IS this?!

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もしかして…?

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don’t think i can call it a hyperfixation anymore fam im afraid im just long term insane about this piece of media

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Artist: @itachi3413

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