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congrats on turning 30 sdfhkdhk!! may i request an obkkrin beach day (ship or not i just think they deserve to have some fun sdfsjkdfz)

heyy kirpy we are starting with you!!! thank you. Ilu <3 I struggled a little with an idea for this, but @lemony-snickers came up with such a cool one and then I had suuuuuuuch a blast writing this thing! asdfkasdf I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it all out. I love those idiots with all my heart.

Modern AU (University if you squint)

Hatake Kakashi x Uchiha Obito x Nohara Rin

2227 words.

Rin and Obito had just left the water together and were now burying each other’s feet in the sand. They chatted about something that Kakashi wasn’t listening to, there was too much going on in MakeOut Paradise to pay attention. His ears perked up though when he heard Obito say: “Oh my god, you should bury me!”

Sometimes Kakashi wondered if he was the only one who had a brain between the three of them. It wasn’t too far fetched honestly, as Kakashi was the most accomplished, easily the best student in their school and was now headed for a career that would leave him with the highest income between them, well at least once he got out of university to do actual work. Obito, number two in their trio, never had any thoughts in his head, complete emptiness and caused nothing but problems, while Rin, number three, was in medical school and smart there, she could not help but be dragged down a hole with Obito. A hole Kakashi needed to fish them out of afterwards.

That was how they were, always, how they’d always been and how they’d always be. So it was a pleasant surprise to him when they actually got a trip planned for a beach weekend, about three hours north from their university city to the ocean, which wasn’t as warm as the southern seas but warm enough in summer to spend time there anyway. Kakashi wasn’t really into swimming so much either way, so sitting in the sand and reading the new erotic novel he had found on a flea market sounded perfect. Especially with Rin and Obito probably busying themselves in the water.

They were always like that, giddy and excited, while Kakashi remained calm. Maybe that’s why the three of them worked together so well. Kakashi and Rin together could talk politics and current events, while Rin and Obito together were always out doing a prank or similar nonsense activity. Obito and Kakashi however only argued, needing to win by any means necessary, even if that meant overpowering the other and pushing them against a wall. They laughed a lot too then, when they were done arguing. Overall, the three of them worked well together, always had.

So the beach trip was happening, which was a little miracle, especially since Obito had insisted his inflatable watermelon needed to be brought to the beach. No matter how often Kakashi had mentioned that last time they’d gone on a trip Obito had taken the melon each time and never actually put it in the water, that it took space and was annoying to carry around, there was no convincing him and since there was no wall conveniently in the area that Kakashi could push him against they would have to make do.

Now Kakashi laid on his little beach chair, book opened between his legs, everything covered neatly under a sun umbrella so that no spot of his milk white legs could catch any kind of sunburn (or tan, as Rin jokingly pointed out), while that big, stupid watermelon was laying next to him. Unused of course.

It was almost as if Kakashi’s thoughts and Rin’s mouth worked at the same time. “Bury you?” she asked what he was thinking.

“Oh yes, oh yes!” Obito seemed excited now. “In the sand! Full body and all - head free of course I need to breathe- but otherwise…”

Kakashi sighed audible and didn’t even look up from his book. “That’s a dumb idea. Insanely dumb idea Obito, even for you.” He turned a page that he was clearly not reading. “Besides, you are an adult now, behave as such.”

If he didn’t have his feet covered knee deep in sand he would have probably jumped over, hands put in fists and shaking them around in front of Kakashi’s face, but Obito kept himself to just letting steam out of his nose like an angry horse. “It’s a fun idea! At least I’m having fun at the beach and not just sitting around reading …. Smutty shit books.”

“They are actually very sophisticated.” Kakashi still didn’t look up. “I learned a lot about anatomy from them that you may never know. At least you didn’t seem to know last night.”

Before the boys could escalate the fight Rin stepped in, eyes gleaming in the sunlight and there could only be one explanation for it. “Of course Obito!” She was enthusiastic about it. “I think that would be so much fun!”

Whatever could be fun about burying someone else alive with sand, was beyond Kakashi, but if Rin smiled and Obito was occupied then he was satisfied too. He gave another weak “You guys are stupid, this is a stupid idea” mumbled argument that neither of the others really cared to listen to and then he watched them unbury Obito’s feet so that they could find, as they said, “the right spot” to bury him again. They were both bouncing from excitement.

Kakashi watched them go and shook his shoulders and hair out like he sometimes did when he had a bad feeling about something either of them (or both of them) were doing. He could have gotten up and looked for them and in fact, he did several times lift his eyes from the pages of his book to look around, but neither Obito nor Rin were in his field of vision, so he went back to reading. If they needed him, and they would need him eventually, he was sure of that, they’d come and get him sooner or later.

An hour went by, maybe two, Kakashi was too wrapped up in the storyline to notice the time passing. He had chosen a version of MakeOut that had their main plot centred at a beach and the author just expertly showed with his main characters the many ways seashells could be used for, when a sweaty and panting Rin appeared back under the umbrella. “Kakashi..” she said, barely getting any air pushing through her lungs. She put both her arms into her sides to stabilise herself. It seemed like she had been running as fast as she could to get him. Here we go, Kakashi thought and dog-eared his book to close it (which was a shame, because it was just getting really good).

“What happened?” he asked and looked up at his partner. “Did you bury Obito and lose him?” It was a joke, nothing but stupid nonsense to make himself feel superior, but then Rin’s eyes went actually wide and Kakashi’s heart sank. “You buried him and lost him?! You.. Rin … he could suffoca-”

“Nonsense, Kakashi, I did not bury and lose him, where is your head at?” Rin shook her head as if he was the stupid entity among them. “I left his head unburied so he could breathe - obviously.” Kakashi was relieved that she, a medical student, wasn’t just going to bury people alive, it bode well for her future as a doctor.

He put the book into a protective bag, no sand was to come between its pages. “Well what is it then?”

Suddenly she seemed shy about it. “We made a big hole for Obito to lie in and I closed it up. It took us quite a while, but now … now I can’t get him out.” Despite her words, Kakashi couldn’t shake the feeling that she was a little proud of herself. “Please come help me pull him out.”

Always. It was always like that. Obito and Rin came up with an idiotic idea that Kakashi needed to fix for them. He had seen it coming, of course he had. Not even their vacation was safe from their idiotic antics. “I told you it is a stupid idea.” Kakashi shook out his shoulders.

Rin grabbed his hand and lightly ghosted a kiss on his knuckles: “Yes you did. But come help anyway, pretty please.” He let his fingers entangle with hers and she pulled him up.

“Fine,” Kakashi said, putting shades on his eyes, “Let’s go save the other idiot.”

Soon Kakashi learned why Rin had been so out of breath when she’d arrived at their sitting spot. They had walked quite a few ways down the beach, away from the other people into a place that was not fully in the sun and the sand was a little less thin. “Better for hole digging!” Rin said proudly. Kakashi only nodded. He was concentrating on looking forward, trying to spot Obito’s black hair popping out of the white sand somewhere, but then Rin stopped suddenly and Kakashi tripped on a big stone beneath his feet.

“Ouch.” The stone was offended that Kakashi tripped over him, apparently.

He turned around to see that the stone was in fact, not a stone at all. It was a human man, maybe beginning twenty, black hair and the right side of his face scarred. “Oh, it’s you.” Kakashi shrugged his shoulders. He hadn’t even noticed.

“Yes it is me, bakashi!” Obito would have probably waved his arms around like he did when he was angry, if he could have at least, because he was stuck until his chin in sand. Kakashi squatted down next to him to have a look at the sand coffin Rin had made for him. He knocked at it a little. “Seems solid,” Kakashi noted and when he looked up Rin beamed with pride.

“Get me out of here.” Obito’s face seemed stuck in a permanent frown. Kakashi couldn’t stop himself from teasing him a little, touching his face and ears with his fingers until he was red as a tomato. “Stop it!” He was so easy to tease.

“Right, alright. Let me help you poor soul,” Kakashi grinned and reached for the shovel that Rin had left next to Obito’s head.

“Just be careful and don’t hit me with it!” Obito seemed legit panicked. Kakashi considered for a moment if it would be worth it to hit him in the head “accidentally”, but then he would have to console Obito all evening over his little injury and while having his head in Kakashi’s lap was enticing, his whining could get annoying quickly.

So Kakashi went to work. The sand was sticking very well together, as if Rin had used super glue. The amount of layers this must have taken, Kakashi didn’t want to even ask about, but they had been gone for two hours he learned and that was enough time to dig a grave for anyone. He had to split the first layer by force and then dig his way through it. Rin tried to help with her hands, pulling sand down as it crumbled from Kakashi’s shovel. All the while Obito was throwing in exclamations like “Don’t hurt me” and “That was way too close to my nose, bakashi.”

Eventually the sand over his chest fell down and Kakashi could make out Obito’s bulky shoulders. “You should be able to pull yourself out now,” Kakashi judged, not that he had any experience with such things, he just knew the brute strength of Obito’s build and guessed from there. The other man wiggled a little and with most of his arms still buried seemed unable to move himself.

“Do you need me to pull you?” Kakashi couldn’t help the big grin on his face. Obito replied with a death stare, but after a few more wiggles that got him nowhere he resigned himself. “Please,” he said and it was like he’d never been more reluctant to say a word in his life.

Kakashi walked behind him, pushed some more sand out of the way and then grabbed under Obito’s arms to pull them upwards. More dry sand fell off the sides and after a little struggle, finally Obito could push himself out of the hole. Kakashi could see how deep they had dug it and was now, too, a little impressed with Rin’s digging ability.

Obito shook himself, sand falling away from every part of his body. His swim trunks were dirty and hanging down, sand in his pockets, sand on his legs, sand on his arms and abs, sand everywhere. Rin jumped over to help Obito pat himself down a little too enthusiastically.

“God, you will have to shower three times before you come to bed later,” Kakashi said and gestured at Obito’s dirty exterior. “You’ll bring sand into the room and we will never get rid of it.”

“I won’t bring sand everywhere, bakashi. I’m not stupid.” Rin turned Obito around so she could pat down his behind too. She was clearly enjoying herself.

Kakashi shrugged his shoulders. “Clearly one of us is more stupid than the other.” Obito made a “tss” sound. “I wasn’t the one telling you to bury yourself in a hole was I? I told you it was a stupid idea and I was right.”

“It does not matter who was right”, Rin interjected. “We had fun and that is what matters.”

But Kakashi was right and he liked that fact. He also turned out to be right about sand getting everywhere. For days after this, even once they returned back to their sleepy university town, Kakashi and Rin still found sand on various places in Obito’s body. They lovingly called him “sandman” for years after that.

#fanfiction things #nisi turns 30 #obkkrin #kkobrin #kakaobirin #obikakarin #hatake kakashi #uchiha obito #nohara rin #this is the... seventeeth story i finish #it is currently the 19th of august #i started this yesterday but the groupchat was going crazyy so i was distracted #but its done now #hihih later i will give sayuri presentation to you kirpy hihih #im lying this is the sixteeth story i finish #ashdfkasdhf

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stil-lindigo · 13 days

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lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)

if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.

no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.

I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.

I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.

If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.

#cw: suicidal ideation #cw: suicide #cw: self harm #cw: mental health #cw: depression #i made the balloon the main representation of my self destructive urges for a reason but im not going to explain it #i tried to keep a lot of the details in this vague #it would be my worst nightmare if this comic encouraged someone to hurt themselves #so. please dont #for a long time even the thought of making this comic felt so insipid and narcissistic #with the state of the world as it is #having the only threat to your life be yourself felt so privileged and trite and shameful #but doing this comic made me sit down and process things in full #and im just. very grateful i didn't give in to my thoughts back when i sincerely felt i'd be more useful to the world dead #i also feel the need to say that this wont represent everyone's battle with mental illness. its unfortunately different for all of us #there is no fix-all #and im afraid this might be one of those comics that either resonates a lot or misses the target by a mile #i made it for myself foremost. and now that its done im glad i did it #thank you for reading #and please stay alive #stillindigo art #stillindigo comics

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