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Waking up to find this in my drafts could only happen after a long ER shift

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segment of Catabasis chapter 4 because i need to remind myself that i just have to GET TO HERE. i just want to get on to fem mdtb kicking each other around a forest (they have forgotten their mission entirely). i really got the mood for this chapter after i finally got around to reading Nightbitch ~~~ When Tobirama struggles, Madara simply twists her hands tighter, draws her knees in closer, and waits for Tobirama to tire herself. It takes an age, and she doesn’t let up for a moment of it - the woman under her is sly, and hardly above playing dead to spring at her in a breath. But Madara’s taijutsu will always be superior. With Tobirama’s hands held fast, her defences are the end of a brutal shogi game; the outcome decided and only avoided for a few moves in each direction.

“I hate you,” Tobirama mumbles into the moss, voice thick. 

Madara hums. Thoughtlessly and almost unbidden, her fingertips start to scratch through white hair to draw small circles on her scalp. It makes the muscles of her back twitch, completely out of Tobirama’s control. It’s clear that she dislikes the feeling.

“Stop doing that.” 

“You don’t seem to hate it.”

“I do. Almost as much as I deplore you.”

“Deplore? Do I still deserve so much of your loathing?”

Pale fingers dig into the dirt. “I don’t believe I misheard you calling me pathetic. More than that, you despise me.” 

“For what?” Tobirama growls. “Get off me.” 

“If you agree not to fight.”

A long, mutinous silence stretches, and Madara prepares herself to get comfortable. 

Eventually, she exhales, and the tense line of muscle along her neck relaxes out minutely. “I swear.” 

Madara shifts over, bringing her knee across Tobirama’s back and settling beside her. Tobirama rolls away, pulling her limbs back underneath her and rising up slowly on all fours, eyes locked on Madara. For a moment, they simply watch each other like animals over a deer’s corpse.

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Ramen Shop AU: Izuna found himself a girlfriend that survived with him for over a month (she's a keeper!). Tobirama grants him a complimentary Prince Polo unnamed candy bar (iykyk).

Also additional Madara on a smoke break (killing him would be an act of mercy)

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two minutes ago I found out that the story of Izanagi is ANOTHER katabasis myth; was ANYONE going to point out how smoothly we could work a Eurydice and Orpheus story into madatobi

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The girl’s face is hot with embarrassment, and some fear, and her own bravery. Madara can’t help but commend it, even as her sleeve almost catches the lip of a small kiln-fired cup and only Mito’s forefinger laid to the side of it prevents it rolling and cracking on the floor. 

The first cup is poured into a mismatched up, not part of the set. Flaws in the enamel, age on the painted lip, steam rising from perfectly clear tea without silt or stray leaf. It comes as no surprise to Madara when the girl bows her head low, almost beneath the level of the table, and puts her hands to the sides of the additional cup to drink from it first. It does come as something of a shock when Tobirama reaches forward, takes that humble servant’s cup and drinks of it without a word said, without a flicker of expression as the girl’s face passes through alarm and confusion and through to some tentative hope. Madara watches as Tobirama’s throat works, long and white, and Mito’s earrings catch a ray of sun as she tilts her head incrementally. 

“It’s good,” Tobirama says, low and rough. There’s nothing particularly warm in her voice - but it’s not unkind. “My thanks for your hospitality.” 

She didn’t think Tobirama capable of - rather, interested in diplomacy. Unless, it seems, the kind in which Tobirama can take the shame of a serving girl into her own hands and set it away, accept an apology quite literally into her mouth and demonstrate a perhaps unwarranted trust. 

She’s almost….she prods at the feeling that takes her when she looks at Tobirama, sitting cross-legged and studying the surface of the table as the teahouse slowly regains the faint trickle of conversation. Turns it over, and inspects it to realise that yes - she is impressed. Almost. It was a generous thing to do. 

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i will exaggerate their height difference without a care

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No context rough plot sketches for one of my fics

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Chapter One: Madara is accosted with lurker accusations and cannot defend herself against one. Political background setup. Lesbian seen experiencing and engaging in comphet; says "no comment" when interviewed on the scene.

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I DIDNT KNOW U WLD POST TODAY!!! Just got home and getting settled in but im already excited <3

lkjh special surprise this one's definitely a settle in and imagine it kind of fic

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The Japanese sparrowhawk only vocalises when it mates. Just a fact. Not the inspiration for this whole story. [E] 7K

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Hello i think ive commented on your fics already but i wanted to tell u again that i think your mdtb fics are neat and i love them <3

Thank you so much! This is so kind of you - I’ve got a current few wips going that should be up soon;

- Fem mdtb (serious this time) political au ft. a coup against the shogunate

- sensory deprivation pwp

- pwp (again) with some very extreme level workplace abuse of clones

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Madara Uchiha was truly an innovation. Egomaniac with the worst coping mechanisms I’ve ever seen. Has an amazing ass fight with Maito Gai, love of my life and single handed savior of my galaxy, where he mentions several times how he reminds him of his on again off again ex boyfriend of the last one hundred years and only person he thinks deserves human rights. He has the spite of a gay man who’s never properly been dicked down and the ambition of a divorcee who knows they’re still hot despite their heartbreak. Looks like dilf shadow the hedgehog and turns into a wizard with cum skin while trying to be God. Got his ass kicked by a man half naked in leg warmers straight out of a Jazzercise VHS after belittling some orphans for participating in the war he started so everyone can have constant wet dreams. 

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nobody is allowed to ask about the structure of the bathtub in this one. the physics breaks down if you contemplate it too hard

[E] Fem Madatobi

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Somehow he left soft, warm Tobirama in his bed, and found this stiff, formal shinobi in his kitchen before he could even finish his pipe.

rebound by @coire-non chapter 1

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the holes we dig ourselves into (writing fanfic)

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@madatobiweek day 5: seals

for demonstrative purposes only, no chakra has been infused into the ink in use

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