#ghost!hashirama

[consideredahazard]

[During the 4th war] Tsunade: Didn’t you die? Orochimaru: That was weeks ago. Things change, get with the time. I’m back, I’m stronger. I’m prettier. I’m the OG bitch and I brought company. *gestures gayly at the previous Hokages*

[maphel-n-doodles]

Give them candy or else

[ohai-there]

trade with @doveywovy~ theme was tobiizu + spiders/witches/ghosts.

I had a lot of fun with this! I love Tobirama sooo much and I think all his pairings go soo hard (and make me so hard).

[fistfuloflightning]

In return for a binding peace, the Uchiha give one condition. One Senju life bound to the last Uchiha dead. Hashirama is willing to pay that price.

Day 6 | ghost wedding for @foundersweek

[soleberlandieri]

[ambroziadelphine]

Madara in the real world: Chapter 10

Masterlist

Later that night, after Madara and I had eaten and spent the rest of the afternoon together, it was the evening and I had told him I was going to record a video tonight, letting him know I'd be leaving it unlocked this time if he 'needed' me as I left the door cracked open while I got ready. I set up the camera to point on the bed, I was currently going through what I got in the mail and trying to decide what to try first. I had a new vibrator, an ovipositor dildo and a bad dragon toy, only about an inch shorter then Madara, the box said 9 1/2 inches making me shiver, imagining how big he'll feel stuffed inside me.

I opened the box, using body safe disinfectant wipes to clean it fully before clearing everything out of the way and going to change into the lingerie I had Madara pick out, adding a collar and leash I thought would go with it.

I opened the box, using body safe disinfectant wipes to clean it fully before clearing everything out of the way and going to change into the lingerie I had Madara pick out, adding a collar and leash I thought would go with it

I started filming and did a quick intro, explaining what I was reviewing briefly before starting the show. I poured lube on my hand, massaging it into the ridges of the silicone until it was fully coated, I stood on my knees, my ass facing the camera as I slid my panties out of the way, exposing my already wet hole. I couldn't get Madara out of my head now as I took my lubed hand, running it across my slit, spreading my wetness as I circled my fingers over my clit, moaning softly.

I bit my lip, carefully slipping my panties down my thighs as I positioned myself over my new toy, moaning as I rubbed my cunt along the ridges and bumps before the tip sunk into me. I clutched the sheets tightly as I sank down on the huge dick, groaning as I felt it stretch me almost painfully so. I knew Madara would be bigger, and my god I couldn't wait to feel him. I felt my tongue stick out as I reached the curved base of the toy, stilling for a moment as I shook from the intense pleasure and pressure on my cervix before I carefully lifted my hips up, almost slipping the tip out before sliding back down carefully. I moaned loudly as I repeatedly sank down on the thick toy, imagining it as Madara making me whimper, my hips setting a faster pace as I imagined his large hands griping my hips, slamming me back on his monstrous cock as he took me from behind.

My eyes rolled back as my fingers found their way to my clit, throwing my head back as I arched my spine, riding the dick fast and hard as I cried out, feeling my walls clench around the silicone. My vision cut to stars as I came hard, thrusting a few more times before stilling, panting as I laid there in front of the camera for a moment, trying to catch my breath when I felt the bed dip, large hands lifting my hips off the toy with a wet pop. I gasped and tensed up as the hands shifted me so my hip was facing the camera, my core still in perfect view as Madara kneeled behind me, the toy tossed away and forgotten.

"You look so good taking that thing, baby.. Let me give you something better." He muttered into my ear making me shiver, still trying to come down from my first high as I felt something warm and big teasing my entrance. "I can't promise I'll pull out." He muttered making me give a hazy grin, pushing back into him as his tip traced my hot core.

"I don't care." I muttered, rolling my hips into his erection as he gave a dark chuckle.

"Good girl." He growled, as he pushed the tip in, placing his hand on my hip as I moaned loudly. He gave a few tiny, teasing thrusts, barely dipping in any further making me whimper, if this was only the tip, I didn't know how it'd all fit. He took my hair out of its clip, grabbing it and twisting it around his fist until it was taught before slamming his length into me as I cried out, his grip making me press down at the same time. He felt so much bigger then that toy, making my stomach actually bulge like he was stretching into my womb, I could feel tears pricking my eyes from the pain and pleasure washing through me.

"Master~!" I moaned, feeling him pull back out almost immediately, giving me no time to adjust when he yanked my body back by my hair, pulling me back to firmly ram his hips into mine, like he really was trying to break me. I felt my legs shake as he set that rough pace, hard and fast thrusts, holding me painfully tight at the hips as he leaned over me and let out low, wild groans. I felt myself quickly coming to climax as one of his hands found its way to my shoulder, drilling into me harder with the new leverage, as if wanting to test this birth controls limits by fucking me senseless.

"Such a dirty whore… taking my cock so well." He groaned, his hand clasping the back of my neck as he arched my back, pressing my upper body into the bed as he ravaged me like a man who had not seen a woman in centuries. I cried out for him, his hand pulling me back by my leash, the collar squeezing my throat just enough to make my head spin as I lost all thoughts of reason. "Fuck.. I want you to cum for me. Cum on my dick like the little slut you are." He growled out in my ear, my eyes rolling back as my vision went white, blinding me momentarily as he brought my lips up to his to muffle my scream, giving one last shuttering thrust as he emptied his seed into me making me cry out as his warmth filled me. He placed gentle kisses down my neck and across my shoulder, holding me up as my knees gave out under me.

"You did so good for me." He muttered, caressing me softly as he released me, gently letting my worn body fall to the soft bed. He ran his hands over my sides, still buried to the hilt in me as he looked down at my spent form, placing a big hand on the small of my back as he gently rocked his hips into mine making me let out a quiet whimper. "You feel so good, baby.." He groaned, a hand holding my hips in the air as his cock dragged against my swollen walls. He started out slow, easing me into the pleasure as he rocked into me when I felt him brush against a certain spot that had my body shaking, clenching down around him making him let out a low hiss.

"That's it baby.. fuck.. you're so tight." He grunted, his pace getting faster as he held a firm grip on my hips. I had tears falling from my eyes as I cried out for him, my knuckles white with how tightly I was holding onto the sheets, I could feel myself losing it as his thrusts got harsher, his tip drilling into my cervix with such force it rocked my whole body. I felt the coil that had been building in my stomach snap, screaming out Madara's name as I clenched down on him like a vice grip when my orgasm washed over me.

"Fuck.. I'm gonna fuck you until all you can think about is my cock in you.. My little whore." He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as he grabbed my hair, pistoning his hips into mine so hard I saw stars. He yanked my head back towards him, pulling me up so my back was almost flush with his chest as he stared at my fucked out face, eyes rolled back with my tongue hanging out, drool coming out of my mouth as I cried out in pleasure. I was so tiny compared to him, but I was taking him so well.

"You like it when I use you like this? When I fuck you like my little breeder bitch?" He growled out, his hand wrapping around my throat as he groaned in my ear. I gripped onto his wrist, holding his hand tighter to my neck as I clung to him, delirious from the pace of his monstrous cock against my overstimulated walls. I felt his dick twitch, his thrusts getting more erratic as he chased his climax, my walls clenching down again just as he pressed me so hard onto him, as if trying to make my cunt mold to his dick when he came, the feeling so intense as my lower belly filled with a strange pressure before feeling a 'pop'. He put a large hand over my mouth firmly, muffling my cries as he let out a loud, husky moan.

"I'm sorry.." He groaned as he held me in place, panting heavily, burying his face in my neck as he left apologetic open mouthed kisses on my skin, his hand travelling down to my belly which now had a slightly bigger bulge then before; I guessed this was more then just Madara's dick inside me. He slowly pulled out, giving me sweet kisses as his cum was dripping slowly down my cunt; I shivered from the sweaty air, belly still holding a slight bulge from what I could only assume was his cum. He stood back to look at me, smirking at the sight of me so fucked out I could hardly move, his thick seed leaking out of me and down my thighs so slowly.

"Now, all your little viewers really will know you're mine." He breathed as he moved my cunt into view where I was before he came in, giving the camera a perfect view of his claim over me, my legs and arms shaky as he helped me lay down, I turned off the camera as a calming silence crossed over us.

"Madara.." I muttered, brain still foggy as I tried to gather my barring's.

"I'm here baby, just relax." He said, laying down behind me and caressing a hand down my sides. I leaned my head back on his chest, whimpering slightly as my core throbbed, looking up at him with hazy eyes making him chuckle lightly, pressing a soft kiss to my temple. "You did so good for me." He mused, pressing light kisses into my hair as he gently massaged my sore hips and thighs a bit before getting up making me whine in protest.

"As pretty as you are covered in my cum, you can't stay like that baby." He chuckled, leaning over to place a soft kiss on my lips before going and getting a warm washcloth as I grabbed the clean towel I always kept in here and cleaning up what I could before Madara smacked my hand away. "You just sit back. You did so good for me, let me take care of you now." He cooed making me blush and sigh, whimpering as he cleaned me up, giving my body a massage, taking extra care to be gentle on my slightly bulging belly, his touch so soft as opposed to the rough fucking he had just given me. He dried me off and picked me up bridal style like I was a feather making me flush a deep red, walking out of the study and into my bedroom where he laid me down gently and got into the covers beside me, wrapping his arms around me .

"Goodnight, Madara.." I muttered, placing a soft kiss on his jaw, he looked down at me and gave a soft smile, his eyes holding a kindness I had yet to see thus far.

"Goodnight, my Queen." He whispered, kissing my forehead before I let myself drift off to sleep, feeling safe and happy with Madara's arms holding me tight.

[setokaibapetty]

5 + 1 Fic Friday Roundup: I See Dead People

Some fanfics with a character who can see/talk to ghosts.

1. Whispers in Corners (AO3) - Harry Potter acting as a medium in the BBC Sherlock universe.

2. In Good Company (AO3) - Sasuke can see the ghosts of the past Hokages.

3. Yesterday Upon the Stair (AO3) - Izuku does have a power.

4. Nyctophilia (AO3) - Sakura, in a village that teaches its children to kill, is surrounded by the dead.

5. Seeing Shadows (AO3) - Being resurrected has additional consequences for Jason Todd: seeing echoes of people.

Bonus: Law of Retribution (AO3) - Jason Todd starts seeing ghosts. Danny Fenton has a job offer for him related to that.

[backatitagainatichirakus]

Tobiizu fake relationship au in which they never actually agreed to start a fake relationship,

Izuna approached Tobirama and offered to let bygones be bygones aiming to get him to lower his guard and dispose of him/humiliate him/steal Senju secrets (or whatever he's bored) and Tobirama Knows it.

Tobirama: Izuna's goal every time we interact is to kill me. This is no different. But I can't reject him without jeopardizing our relationship with the Uchiha.

So they become "friends" and, after the second get together that Tobirama insisted took place on a VERY public location, Izuna realizes Tobirama is onto him. But he won't come clean, because that'll mean he'd lose, and he'd very much rather chew on his own eyeballs than concede a victory to Tobirama, so he goes full on Fake Bitch and tries to trick him into actually liking him.

Tobirama tries to avoid him afterwards because suddenly Izuna became more insufferable than usual but Hashirama is like noooo, you were making friends! Don't ghost your friend! Tobirama he might start thinking you hate him!

Tobirama does hate him, Anija.

Madara thinks Izuna is in love with Tobirama because he suddenly got VERY intense about him, more than usual, and he's like no you can do so much better please. He goes to Hashirama and Hashi is fucking thrilled because they could unite their families, a marriage to settle our alliance. Let me ask Tobirama what he thinks about it.

And Tobirama thinks is a great fucking idea actually. There's no way Izuna will keep this up if there's marriage on the horizon.

He's wrong. Izuna DOES keep it up, and after he sees Tobirama's little smug smile thinking he played him, he gets so angry he starts laughing like a maniac. Sharingan activated and all. Once his deranged laugher dies down he smiles "oh I'm so happy, I'm the happiest man alive!"

Now they're engaged and both fucking panicking.

The thing is, Tobirama is a controlling little freak, so even if he DOESN'T want to do this, he takes control over wedding planning and becomes insufferable in turn, tracking Izuna down to berate him because he needs to do his part as well! This is a very sensitive political affair and it cannot go wrong and Izuna I'm a sensor I know you're inside that well, come out you're gonna dirty the water.

Izuna starts to believe he was successful in his plan and now Tobirama thinks Izuna is in love with him for real and that's the worst thing ever.

Tobirama starts to believe Izuna actually meant the initial friendship overtures but after Tobirama's constant avoidance he accepted the wedding to punish him and this might be Tobirama's fault actually.

They tell nobody about what's going on.

On the wedding day Izuna breaks and hisses "I poisoned the wine!" Which is a lie, and Tobirama knows it, and he slumps in relief because that means Izuna does not want to do this. Alas, Tobirama planned this wedding for weeks with little to no sleep and invited a lot of very important people. He's NOT letting Izuna ruin all his hard work, so he drinks anyway and says "no you didn't" Izuna's eye twitch and drinks as well and now they're married.

Tobirama invents divorce a week later but they still keep on being roommates because it'd be humiliating if the other got the house in the divorce. They keep playing the friend chicken game for years to come, and build a life around the other. Izuna because eventually he starts to like Tobirama and decided to be merciful and never tell him about how this started so he could... He doesn't even remember what, kill him? Expose his fake ass? Unimportant (he still thinks Tobirama thinks Izuna meant to become friends at the beginning). Tobirama is like, I'm doing the world a favor by keeping him contained and also after so long Izuna's presence doesn't feel intrusive anymore and it's somewhat enjoyable (he likes him as well but he's never had a friend before)

Since Tobirama has no clue how normal friendships work, he follows Izuna's lead. Thing is, Izuna's naturally inclined to match anybody's freak so they actually end up following Tobirama's lead on it. And it gets. Weird.

Tobirama: hey if in tomorrow's mission you come across some enemies can you bring me a couple alive. I have a new idea I want to try

Izuna: no problem. Any specifics?

Tobirama: an earth affinity would be optimal. But if not, anything is fine.

Izuna: you got it.

Hashirama, Mito & Madara, who were having dinner with them:...

Izuna: hey when I die bring me back so I can kill whoever killed me.

Tobirama: if

Izuna: what

Tobirama: If you die. I'm about to reach a breakthrough on immortalily. You'll die when I let you.

Izuna is very touched.

Nobody even knows they're divorced.

[oh-no-its-bird]

Normal 'Izuna survives' au but he gets isekaid into canon founders era and doesn't notice for a week (everyone is convinced he's a ghost)

He literally lives in the same house as Madara but Madara acts like this is normal bc hes been hallucinating so this is clearly just another hallucination

He only realizes smthn is wrong with Tobirama sees him and immediatley goes "what the FUCK" and suddenly everyone is going "oh god you can see him too????"

Izuna is on a quest to convince people he's not a hallucination (it's a losing battle)

Realistically tho, in that era, wouldn't it be more believable that Izuna is a ghost / somehow came back to life than fucking dimension travel?

Cearly the ghost of Izuna just doesn't realize hes died (common enough in ghost lore)

Tobirama is the only one who believes Izuna bc he has the brain cells to think ab dimension travel / time and space jutsu

POV Madara starts to convince Izuna he's actually a ghost. Maybe... he did die? And he just doesn't remember?? Oh god is he a ghost??? Is he dead????

Tobirama is standing by watching this shit happen with a look of disgust on his face (I'm sorry Tobi the stupidity is genetic)

Madara really said gaslight gatekeep girlboss, starting with yourself first

@beatriceportinari :

hashirama is trying to be compassionate and get him to move on and izuna just. stays there (bc he's not a ghost)

hsrm so desolate abt it

tbrm he won't move on 😦 what if he's stuck forever 😦

SORRY IM JUST PICTURING LIKE HASHIRAMA AND MADARA DOING A FULL EXORCISM LIKE OUTFITS AND SAGE BURNING AND HITTING THE DRUMS AND ALL AS IZUNA STANDS IN THE MIDDLE OF THEM LIKE 🧍‍♂️

Tobirama is standing nearby watching this shit happen fully aware Izuna isn't dead but no one will listen to him so !!! Might as well watch the show

@fashionredalert :

Izuna standing there like

Tweak it slightly to turn it into a happy ending where they get to keep him bc he eventually has to go back home: there was no dimension travel, for some reason he survived or was revived (zetsu interference gone wrong?? Or right ig, for Izuna)

IT LOOKS LIKE HES WAITING PATIENTLY FOR IT TO WORK PLS

@mengfm :

He fr came back to life/survived but everyone's convinced he's a ghost and are trying to lay him back to rest

The idea of people trying to re bury him is so funny. Left and right he’s trying to avoid having funeral rights just said to him

@beatriceportinari :

PLS YESS

montage where they make him lay down in a coffin and he's just laying there fidgeting like "this feels weird is it working yet"

noooo asdfghjh he's letting them do it'

maybe i should be dead yeah' izuna!!!

@mengfm :

"No I saw you die"

"Ok convincing argument I guess" -Izuna, apparently

@fashionredalert :

I know there’s that trope about the Uchiha burning the bodies with funeral rites could you image…Bro having to run away from Madara trying to burn him alive to lay him to rest again

@mengfm :

IZUNA GET ON THE FUNERAL PYRE

ITS TIME TO BURN!!!

@fashionredalert :

Izuna running through the village with rope ties around his hands as he runs

ZUNA STOP SCREAMING AND LET THE FIRE DO ITS JOB

"IZUNA COME BACK!!"

THEY TRY TO DO IT BUT IZUNA GETS TWITCHY AS THE FLAMES DRAW CLOSER THEN JUMPS OFF THE PIRE

"NO I CHANGED MY MIND"

"THIS IS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD"

Madara is chasing Izuna through the streets with a lit torch as Izuna screams about wanting to try a different way and Madara screams about how it'll work if he just STAYS STILL

@instant-bull :

(Hashirama looks out his window and asks Tobirama if he just saw Izuna running through the streets and Tobirama tells him to stop making shit up to get out of work)

@mengfm :

JSDNJNFSDJNSDFKSNDJF HASHIRAMA THIS WON'T SAVE YOU FROM THE PAPERWORK

That’s just a lack of sleep hallucination back to work!!!

@instant-bull :

Madara trying to burn his brother alive isn’t real!

"You'll get used to them" Tobirama waved his hand, the years of insomnia experience making him sound particularly knowledgable

@mengfm

Hashirama’s already moukoton scrambled brain is going to feel even more insane. This is not helping his sanity

@instant-bull

Hashirama starts to believe he sees into some alternate timeline or the past or whatever that shit was

HASHIRAMA ON HIS OWN INSANITY KICK BELIEVING HE CAN SEE INTO ALTERNATE TIMELINES

The ending is literally just Tobirama hitting everyone over the head with a rolled up newspaper and yelling that they're all stupid, going "HES alive. YOURE not hallucinating. and YOU can not see into other dimensions!"

Only sane person in Konoha

(Then in the epilogue he goes home and has his own regular hallucinations of his dead brothers)

Parts of todays AU are brought to u with the help of @instant-bull @mengfm @fashionredalert and @beatriceportinari, everyone say thank you to them

[forthereaderinserts]

Tobi: Hey! Hey! You’re the ninja who can see ghosts right?

You: Unfortunately.

Tobi: Unfortunately?

You: Everyone thinks that the first hokages and fourth and Madara are sooo cool until they’re all in the same place.

Madara, Izuna, Tobirama, Hashirama all arguing in the background:

You: My thoughts are so LOUD.

[vulpisnocturna]

Link to NSFW prompt list

Warnings: dirty talk, afab reader, dom Madara

NSFW - Minors do not interact

16) reader is mad at Character, and is being very stubborn about it, ignoring them completely no matter what. Character has tried everything to make it up to them, and as a last resort, wraps their arms around reader and starts whispering dirty things to them in hopes of make up sex.

You huffed, pushing his hands away when he wrapped them around you from behind. He had promised he would take you out for dinner the night before, but he had forgotten because he had deemed training with Hashirama more important.

‘Leave me alone, Madara. Hugging me is not going to make me any less mad. You left me in front of the restaurant like an idiot’ you muttered, and he shifted behind you, awkwardly leaning back as though he was intent on thinking a way out of his current predicament. He’d tried it all, that you could admit: he’d cooked lunch, bought you flowers and offered to go on another date with you. But you always felt as though your relationship had a third party that you could not shake. Hashirama was always there to train or spar, and Madara dropped everything to do that. Sometimes, you wondered if the man loved Hashirama more than you.

‘I can make it up to you’ he said then, voice mellow and deep as he leaned back forward, stroking your hair. That was the voice he used when he wanted to be seductive. It should have been ridiculous, but it was hot. Anything was, truly, when it came to him. And it made you mad.

‘Sex doesn’t solve everything, Madara’ you said stubbornly. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into him, a hand splayed on your lower stomach.

‘I beg to differ, darling. I bet you would forgive me in a heartbeat if I spent enough time with my mouth between your legs’ he murmured against your ear, his breath fanning your jaw, sending shivers down your spine. But you were as stubborn as he was, and equally proud. You wouldn’t give up so easily just because of some dirty talk.

‘I doubt it’ you muttered.

‘Hmm. You know you cannot help the sounds you make when I curl my fingers inside you and lick your pretty little clit. All those whimpers and little gasps… you end up begging me to let you cum. You won’t need to beg this time, though. I will give you everything you need’ he continued, fingertips ghosting over your stiffening nipples, a low chuckle escaping him. You flushed, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip as you clamped your thighs together.

‘I just know you are already wet for me, aren’t you, little one? What if we just skipped it altogether and I lifted your skirt and fucked you right here, right now? I miss your pretty, wet cunt. I miss the way it clamps around my cock when you cum. I want you, and you want me, too’ he said, kissing your nape slowly, methodically, knowing you were about to give in to what he was saying. He was good. Too good, you thought, a quiet sigh escaping you as he licked the column of your throat.

‘Madara-‘

‘That’s it. Good girl. Let me make you feel good. Moan my name again, and I will fuck you until you can’t even speak anymore’ he whispered, his erection pressing against your ass. You couldn’t help but do as he said and roll your hips against his cock, sighing when he groaned and his hand slid under your skirt, cupping between your legs.

‘Mhh. Just as I thought. I can solve anything with this’ he said, starting to rub your clit. Maybe he could, you thought. Maybe sex with Madara really did solve everything.

[cool-thymus]

i like to believe that obito is scentless. he no longer exists as a person and is only a tool to finish what madara started. i feel like he'd struggle a lot with his sense of identity and self dehumanization. he doesn't feel human. maybe he's a ghost. either way, he no longer has a scent.

Good try, Obito 🤭

[this ask refers to a post about why ninken didn't recognize Tobi's smell]

Obito is delusional and generally "not okay", we'll give him that, but smell is important to consider in the magical world where people and animals have all kinds of supernatural powers; especially if you want to remain anonymous or change identities. Smell can give you away while you're lurking in the shadows 😏 Obito is still a human even though he doesn't want to acknowledge it himself, and he is too clever to neglect such an important factor. Despite how much he's disassembled his own self, he has the Akatsuki to manipulate, ninja nations to conquer, and tsukuyomi to plot. These objectives require a certain amount of lucidity and common sense - that's why I think Obito wouldn't deny his biological human functions altogether (and bc I really want the ninken to recognize his smell 🙃). But, anon, your take is still super possible: there's apparently nothing magic hashirama cells, zetsu flesh, or the endless chakra qualities can't solve :3 It's kind of poetic. I imagine a post war scene where Kakashi is keeping watch at Obito's hospital bed, and he leans in to comfort him and smells nothing. But as Obito recovers, goes through his atonement, his own smell returns and Kakashi's almighty nose can pick up on that 😇 I wonder what that Obito smell would be like?

[yowyowyaoi]

*Madara and Hashirama, taking their little brothers trick or treating*

Madara: God, what a pain in the ass …

Izuna, dressed as a princess: Quiet, big brother. You know Father said you had to do this.

Madara: I’m honestly surprised thats he let you out of the house wearing that …

Hashirama: I think he looks great! Doesn’t he, Tobirama?

Tobirama, dressed as a ghost: *mumbles something that sounds like “Yeah sure.”*

*the two younger ones go up to a house with a group of other kids, leaving Madara and Hashirama on the sidewalk*

Hashirama: Gotta say, Mads, for someone who claims to hate Halloween so much, you put on a great costume!

Madara: *looks down at himself; he’s wearing a plain white t-shirt that has a half dozen mini cereal boxes glued to it, with plastic knives sticking out of them. red paint is streaked across the shirt like splatters of blood, and across the top is written “Cereal Killer”*

Madara: Better than yours, anyway. What are you supposed to be? A giant turd?

Hashirama: No, you asshole! I’m a tree!

*the younger ones come back to them and they start walking to another house*

Madara: I guess lack of creativity runs in the Senju family, eh? This fool here just threw a white sheet over his head. 

Hashirama: Tobi doesn’t care about costumes or trick or treating … He just wanted to see Izuuuuna. *clasps his hands together and puckers his lips, making exaggerated kissing sounds* Isn’t that right, Tobi?

Tobirama, blushing beneath the sheet: Shut up, Hashi.

Hashirama, to Madara: All night long, it’s “Izuna is coming, right? What do you think Izuna will be wearing? Can you ask Madara what Izuna’s favorite candy is, so I can save all of the ones I get for him?”

Madara, laughing obnoxiously: S-stop Hashi! I’m gonna piss myself! And anyway you’re probably about to make the kid cry!

Hashirama: What? He knows I’m teasing him! Right, little brother?!

Hashirama: *goes to hug Tobirama, but when his arms close around him, Tobirama seems to disintegrate into a puddle and disappear into the ground*

Madara, startled: What the fuck?!

Hashirama, panicking: Oh my god oh my god! What —

*Izuna suddenly disappears in front of their eyes*

Madara: HOLY SHIT WHAT THE HELL?! What kind of voodoo is your brother working?!

Hashirama, in tears: I don’t know but we have to find them or our parents will kill us! 

Hashirama, running down the street yelling: Tobi!! Izuna!!!

Madara: Oi, wait for me!! *runs after him*

*when they’re gone, Tobirama and Izuna emerge from behind a tree, unscathed*

Izuna: Tobi … that was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen! What do you call that jutsu?!

Tobirama: I call it, “Scaring our jerk big brothers shitless no-jutsu.”

Izuna: Well, I love it! *timidly reaches out his hand* Want to finish trick or treating until they figure it out? I bet we can hit up the whole town before they find us!

Tobirama: *blushes and takes Izuna’s hand* Absolutely.

[damien-wolfram-art]

Ghost Can – and Will Dance at Weddings

A sequel to: “Ghosts Can’t Dance at Weddings”

Part of a collaboration with @flawlessstriker

Here it is!

@hashimada-week

It was a beautiful spring day in The Uchiha village. The warm golden midday sun dappled through the rows of cherry blossom trees, yuinou wedding gifts, and outdoor speakers that framed a massive promenade. There was a gentle breeze that rustled the pink petals and carried their lightly sweet scent over the hundreds of guests gathered before a brazier that was situated beneath an ornately crafted torii gate.

Even with all the beauty and the pleasantness of the season, Hashirama had never felt so tense. He was standing just behind his younger brother, Tobirama. His wife, Mito, his parents, and his three children were situated behind him, but his attention was centered dead ahead where he sensed a growing bitter iciness. Izuna Uchiha would be coming from there, but instinct told him that it wasn’t Izuna he was sensing.

The gruff voice of Fugaku Uchiha, one of the longest standing members of the Uchiha Clan, announced the start of the procession over the speakers, shocking Hashirama to attention, “Welcome, honored guests, to this momentous occasion! We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Izuna Uchiha and Tobirama Senju. Let us revel in the joy and love that fills the air!”

Ahead of his section, Hashirama sensed the chill growing closer. Izuna was approaching with a lit torch held close to his chest. He was positively radiant in its amber glow and Tobirama, who looked more exhausted than usual, even managed to perk up upon seeing him in his matching wedding kimono. Normally, seeing his brother light up this way would spark joy in Hashirama’s heart, but as the procession moved forward, Izuna and Tobirama turned to approach the torii gate together. Then, Hashirama saw him– Madara Uchiha.

The squealing flutes and staccato drum beat of live gagaku music accompanied the procession. Hashirama was late to his queue- too busy staring at the undead man whose sharingan red eyes looked right through him, leaving him feeling frozen to his spot. Before he knew it, he was over a meter behind and his wife, who was equally surprised by the appearance of the ghost, had to nudge her husband to get him moving. By then, he had to jog past the ghost’s mother to catch up and walk alongside him.

To the left of the procession, past Madara, were the many eyes of the Uchiha village; their wonderfully crafted gifts of tapestries and iron works were scattered all around them. To the right, although Hashirama certainly wasn’t paying much attention there, were the guests from The Leaf. They brought gifts of trees symbolizing growth and stability in a relationship as well as fruitful love lives. They brought sake barrels full of both sake and mochi to break open. Many of The Leaf’s denizens also brought gifts of honey wine: a delicacy the Senju had come across in their time as nomadic forest dwellers. It was said that after some heavy rain, water laden bee hives were harvested and that was the start of a Senju tradition. A gift of honey wine was a gift of hope for the couple to go on to live their lives in sweetness though some had snakes in the bottles. This imparted a different meaning. Many believed that the snakes would bestow their strength, stamina, and most importantly virility to their drinkers.

When the procession reached its destination past all the standing guests and the generous gifts, Hashirama looked to Madara again. He wanted to say something, but whenever he thought about speaking to him, his chest ached, and his words were trapped in his throat. There was a quiet murmur from the crowd– especially on the Uchiha side, but no one dared to interrupt the ceremonies. Hashirama and his family sat to the right of the brazier. Izuna’s family, Obito, and Fugaku’s family sat to the left. Tobirama and Izuna stood on their respective families’ sides of the brazier.

Another staccato drumbeat silenced the music and signaled the end of the procession. Fugaku approached from behind the couple, gesturing openly toward Hashirama as he began an important address, “Before we commence this sacred ceremony, it is essential to express our deepest gratitude and acknowledge the unwavering support of a beloved brother, Hashirama Senju. As Tobirama's elder brother, Hashirama has not only played an integral role in his life, helping Tobirama thrive even amidst challenging times, but has also made a generous goshugi contribution, making this wedding possible.”

Hashirama bowed awkwardly at the acknowledgement. While it was true that he had provided the funding for most of the ceremonies and that he loved his younger brother dearly, given the Madara shaped elephant in the room, he was rightly uncomfortable with receiving such high praise. He couldn’t help but look in Madara’s direction to see how he was taking it all. To his surprise, Madara seemed to care very little about him. The dark suited man was simply looking forward with a pleasant smile on his face.

Another drumbeat brought Hashirama to attention once more. Fugaku had his head bowed in reverence. Tobirama and Izuna followed suit. Then, the crowd did the same. “During this momentous occasion, we also take a moment to honor the memory of a cherished father, Tajima Uchiha. As Izuna's father and a former leader of our clan, Tajima's spirit lives on in all of our hearts. We know he would be immensely proud of the remarkable example Izuna has set for the Uchiha clan. Though he may not physically be with us today, his presence is felt, reminding us of the significance of family and the enduring bonds that transcend time,” Fugaku said with a serious and prideful tone.

Though his head was bowed, Hashirama’s eyes kept wandering to his left. Madara was playing along and miraculously, no one was questioning his attendance despite his life being lost over a year ago. He couldn’t fathom how his younger brother had pulled it off.

He remembered warning Tobirama time and time again that the dead were not to be trifled with. He had scolded him endlessly for having a god complex. He’d told him that a jutsu to bring back the dead would never work, and that people would start asking questions. He was wrong. 

Everyone raised their heads and Fugaku’s voice took on a slightly more uplifting tone; this was difficult for him since he was usually a very serious man, but he did his best, “Today, Izuna and Tobirama stand before us ready to embark on a journey of love, commitment, and shared dreams. For the Uchiha, fire is a powerful force that can cause great destruction, but it can also warm us, bring us together, and shelter us.”

Hashirama’s dark eyes widened at the mention of fire and guilt rose up within him, making him suddenly nauseous. “To share your Flame with another– it is to wholeheartedly accept them for all their flaws and to cast aside all judgements. It is to love them unconditionally with every fiber of your being. Furthermore, it is a promise to forever learn and improve together,” said Fugaku; Hashirama swallowed– hard.

 “As The Flame is passed from Uchiha to Senju, let us join together to celebrate their union and offer them our blessings, support, and well-wishes. May their love grow stronger with each passing day. May they find happiness, success, and fulfillment in one another. With joy and anticipation, let us commence this blessed wedding ceremony!”

Izuna was smiling when he passed the torch to Tobirama. Tobirama took his duty very seriously. As the flutes rang out again, he took the torch that was marked with a white and red tipped uchiwa fan, the crest of the Uchiha. With the utmost of care, he then held it over the brazier between them and it burst alight.

There was a musical flare before some silence. Then, Fugaku led the applause and said, “so, The Flame is passed from Uchiha to Senju! With this Flame, we recognize Tobirama as Uchiha. May this blazing brazier serve as a symbol of his acceptance into our clan!”

From there, the ceremony moved on. Hashirama was left feeling shell shocked. He clapped for a little too long and his wife needed to correct him again. Feeling her small hand rest on his thick forearm he looked down at it; understanding her concern, he apologized profusely and quietly.

Next, the couple of the hour began the ritual of San San Kudo. As a koto player from the Uchiha began plucking some strings, Fugaku moved to be seated and his wife, Mikoto, took his place, quietly filling the first of three sakazuki cups with three splashes of sake. Izuna graciously accepted the cup with a bow, raising and lowering it twice before drinking. He then returned it to Mikoto respectfully. She filled it in the same way once more and then passed it to Tobirama, who mirrored Izuna’s movements perfectly. During this first drink, the couple thought of their parents and the bonds that were made leading up to their union. During the second cup, they thought of their human flaws of hatred, passion and ignorance. For hatred, funnily enough, they thought of each other and their troubled pasts. For passion, Izuna thought of his brother, Madara; his passion had proven fatal after all. Tobirama however, was still thinking of Izuna and feeling only a little guilty about it. For ignorance they both thought of Hashirama and with the third cup they were released from these flaws.

If only Hashirama could have been so lucky. Instead, he had to endure what was admittedly a beautifully crafted sado tea ceremony hosted by Mikoto with all of the important seated guests; this included Madara who was sat directly across from him and maintained the same stoic aloofness that he had throughout the other ceremonies. After that, came the hiroen reception party, where those seated maintained their positions and partook of a meal consisting of some of the wedding couple’s favorite foods.

There was a bountiful spread of river fish, prawns, pickled vegetables, white rice, miso soup, sekihan– red bean rice (for good luck), inarizushi, more tea, honey wine, and of course sake. It was a filling and delicious meal. Still, Hashirama couldn’t help but feel like he was the only one uncomfortable around an eating, drinking, and talking corpse.

He typically loved these sorts of events, but at this one he found himself drinking in excess to cope with his discomfort. He was also uncharacteristically quiet which garnered the attention of his younger brother. Naturally, Tobirama was quite busy making sure Izuna was happy so addressing his elder brother’s discomfort would have to wait, but this didn’t stop him from noticing the glazed over look in Hashirama’s eyes even when the cake cutting was announced.

There was music playing again. It was louder, more jovial, and less traditional. The formalities were finally coming to an end.

Hashirama was fixated on Madara– his right leg bouncing with anxiety. To him the reception party felt as if it were underwater. He watched as Madara was served a slice, bowed courteously, and began to eat– all with a smile. At some point he too was served a slice, but when he didn’t touch it, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Elder brother?”

The room suddenly got louder. Hashirama’s empty eyes turned to meet Tobirama’s compassionate red gaze. “Huh?”

“You haven’t touched the cake. Are you feeling well?” Asked Tobirama’s deeper voice quietly.

“Ah, I’m sorry. I must have just been lost in the moment.”

Tobirama rubbed at Hashirama’s larger shoulder and sighed, “I see. Care to join me for a walk then? I’d like the company and could use some freshening up. I’d hate to bother Izuna with such trifles when he’s having such a good time.”

Hashirama looked over at Izuna who was happily chatting with his mother and his revenant brother. He was beginning to feel sick again, so he opted to join Tobirama, “sounds good.”

The two walked some distance away from the reception party to a private spot amongst the cherry blossom trees before Tobirama stopped abruptly. “I know this is hard for you,” he began strictly, “but can you at least Try to consider how your behavior is being perceived?”

Hashirama was used to Tobirama getting frustrated with him, but after holding his tongue for so long he could no longer. “Tobirama,” he said in the tone he used when chastising him. “What did I say would come from this- this affront against nature? It’s no good. Can’t you see?”

“This “affront against nature” has made Izuna very happy. On this day he should have nothing but happiness! I see nothing wrong with that!”

“He’s a dead man Tobirama!”

Tobirama rubbed at the bridge of his nose and groaned, making quick rigid motions with his arms as he spoke, “I am very aware of that. I am aware that you were the one to make that happen. I am aware of his crimes against The Leaf, but right now none of that matters! Obito is here as well and so long as he disappears after the festivities are over, I have promised not to pursue him either! Both he and Madara share one thing in common: Izuna sees them as brothers. In the same way that Izuna has turned his eyes away from your transgressions, elder brother, so too must we!”

Hashirama went moon-eyed in surprise. He hadn’t realized that he himself had imposed so much discomfort on Izuna. In one way or another, Izuna must have been harboring the same feelings toward him as he had toward Madara.

Settling into the thought, he bowed apologetically. “I understand,” he said. “Please forgive me for being so selfish.”

Tobirama placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder again and looked him deep in the eyes. “It’s just one day,” he reassured him. 

The consolation was enough for Hashirama to return to the reception party and eat his cake as it was wrapping up. Fugaku announced over the speakers that there would be an after-party with drinks and music. The guests who stood watching over the ceremonies were invited and their cheers could be heard far and wide.

The music began to play loudly over the speakers and the important seated guests began to trickle their way into the crowd. Seeking comfort in familiarity, Hashirama stood and followed the newlyweds down the promenade. When he was offered some sake, he even began to relax a little. Mingling with the crowd, he’d all but forgotten about-

Madara was approaching him and with some strong intent. The jaunty music shifted. The koto players began a slow and pining waltz in minor key. Hashirama met Madara’s confident sharingan for the first time all day and he was captivated.

“Shall we dance?” Asked the voice of a dead man.

Before he could register what he was agreeing to, Hashirama nodded and was swept away from his family by a firm cold hand that felt dry like handmade washi paper. Then, hand in hand, he could only follow Madara’s lead. The sharingan could not only read movements but could cause them in the right circumstances. In that moment, Hashirama was grateful for that fact. They moved as one, pushing away and coming together three slow and agonizing times. When they were close, Hashirama felt safe and supported in Madara’s strong arms. When they pushed apart, he longed for Madara’s embrace.

Then, Hashirama found himself spinning– one two three times. The dizzying maneuver only made his light inebriation and confusion more evident. Still, he noticed a pattern– movements of three. It was the Uchiha battle tradition. His heart began to race. His hands met Madara’s again only to be rolled outward and get caught at the end of Madara’s reach. He made an involuntary open gesture to match his dance partner and from there he could feel the judgmental gazes of the people in the crowd around him. Madara was making an example of him.

It felt like an eternity before he was rolled back into Madara’s arms. He wanted to just hide there– away from all the guilt and pain, but Madara sent him away again. There, everyone could see the man in the brown patchwork suit for the foolish, self-indulgent, shameful, liar of a man he was. The heat in his already alcohol flushed face increased. The following embrace felt so short in comparison and when he was sent away again, he could hardly stand it. His eyes stung as he tried to fight the rush of his emotions, but then, he was rolled in for the third time; Madara allowed Hashirama's momentum to continue, but he released him from his control. Because of this, Hashirama lost his balance. He reflexively gasped as his center of gravity rapidly approached the ground, but he was promptly snatched by the waist into a deep awkward dip. Briefly, time froze, and he took in all that was that moment with Madara Uchiha. His skin was dull and dry. It cracked on his face and hands. His mane was still impressive and lustrous however– a stark contrast to Hashirama’s tired looking faded brown locks. In his dark suit, crimson colored vest, tie, and with the cherry blossoms falling around them, Hashirama dared to think he was beautiful.

Then he remembered the crowd– his wife, his children. Madara leaned over and pulled him close. “I still have one more move, Hashirama,” he said.

Hashirama felt his heart rate pick up even more. The dip, the lean, and then what? What was Madara intending to do in front of so many people? Would he really go so far as to make that kind of example of him? Was it wrong that he wanted him to?

Madara whispered five words to him. Then, his heart sank. He helped him stand and walked away, leaving him stunned in front of everyone.

What do you think he told him?

@anannua Still kickin'! ~

[nikkichama]

Naruto Fic Rec

Fic that I read more than once,twice, thrice or more.

HashiMada:

Sugar on your lips (I'm addicted) by chidoried E Canon divergent/Founder's era/Fix-it/Hashirama is whipped Bottom Madara/One Shot Madara placed the sweet dango between his lips, not biting into it, just holding it between his lips and teeth, looking at Hashirama expectantly. The Senju swallowed thickly, leaning in and taking a bite, their lips brushing momentarily and causing a spark to run through his body. In which Madara has a sweet tooth and loves eating dangos and Hashirama might be a little too in love.

Alkahest by misbehavingvigilante M Canon Divergence/Angst with Happy Ending/Sibling Love/Izuna Lives/ TobiIzu/One Shot In which, Madara doesn't refuse Hashirama's offer after all and Izuna lives because of it.

Lost & Found series by Makkoska E and M Modern Setting/Past Drug Use/Past Alcohol Abuse/Self-harm tendencies/Social Anxiety/Smoking/Coming Out/Divorced Parents/Past Hashirama x Mito Madara starts a new life in a quiet little village with the help of an old flame

Breathless by PaddyChan E ♥♥♥♥♥ Founders Era/Canon Divergence/Slow Burn/Protective Hashirama/Izuna Lives/ 63 chapters Forced to abandon their friendship due to the endless war raging between Senju and Uchiha, Hashirama and Madara are now facing each other on the battlefield as leaders of their clans. In one reality Madara has to mourn his last remaining brother, before being ultimately defeated by the Senju leader and losing the trust of his people. In another one, the odds are even worse. However, when Madara faints on the battlefield, Hashirama finds himself unable to kill the man he once considered his best friend. With Madara on the verge of dying, Hashirama decides to take matters into his own hands. And maybe, a single change is enough to steer fate into a different direction.

Adore by midnightfeast T Modern Setting/Pre-Relationship/One Shot “I don’t even know about your first kiss. How have I never asked you this before? Was she pretty?” Oh, he had asked countless of times, but Madara had been skilled enough to deceive his efforts.  For some reason, tonight was different. Tonight, Hashirama would not let him get away with deception. Maybe it was the alcohol, probably the raw emotions of a hurting and bleeding breakup that had Hashirama turn onto all-fours and crawl towards Madara with piercing eyes and under that intense gaze, Madara heart started to race. “Or was it a man? You know I don’t care.” Or: Closing in on thirty, Madara is convinced that he'll live the rest of his life as an unkissed virgin, because there is only one person he wants. After another break-up, Hashirama finds himself on Madara's carpet, drunk and curious.

Out of Time by Mari_Kel M ♥♥♥ (WIP) 57 Chapters Time Travel/Genin Era/Team Yamato-Freeform/Fluff and Angst/Friends to Lovers/Uchiha Madara-centric/Senju Hashirama-centric/Canon Divergence/PTSD/Team as Family/Found Family/Not Canon Compliant/Mental Health Issues Sarutobi Hiruzen was a smart man. He was the third Hokage of the Hidden Leaf, star pupil of Senju Tobirama, hailed as the second God of Shinobi, and master of ten thousand jutsu. But, as he stares down at the result of the latest botched space-time jutsu, one taken from the Nidaime’s Forbidden Archive and modified by Hiruzen himself, he wonders how smart he really is to have something backfire this badly. Because there is a tiny, angry, twelve-year-old Uchiha Madara with only one-tomoe sharingan, yelling and brandishing a kunai at him. And clinging to Madara’s arm is an equally tiny Senju Hashirama, shaking and alarmingly pale. Hiruzen closes his eyes and sighs. Truly a smart man. OR: The one where Yamato gets his own rather unique genin team comprised of a ghost, a god, and an assassin, and the timeline will never be the same.

TobiIzu:

Keep You by midnightfeast E ♥♥♥ Modern Setting/Friends with Benefits To Lovers/Smut/One Shot Unfortunate really, that Tobirama just had to go and be sweet and kind to Izuna’s cat, because then Izuna had to develop feelings for the man that was meant to be nothing more than his booty call. (I saw a reddit post or tumblr post similar to this ages ago and couldn't stop thinking about it, so I had to write a story for it. Unfortunately, I can't link the source of inspiration, because I can't find it. If you see it, please tell me.)

Don't leave me hanging by AlismaeGullran G There was only one bed/Getting Together/Pining/Canon Divergence There was only one bed, which makes room for confessions.

My rival, My friend by AlismaeGullran T/G Series 7 Work ♥♥♥ Founders Era/Fluff/Sick Fic/Past Child Abuse/Mention of Child Abuse/Hurt-Comfort/Angst with Happy Ending This is my collection of TobiIzu stories. These are all set in the same AU.

Seducing Tobirama by Phlebas T/M/E Series 6 Work Pre-Slash/Warring States Period/Mutual Pining/Uchiha Izuna Lives/Discussion of Canonical Child Death/Smut/Bottom Izuna Seducing Tobirama is harder than Izuna thought it would be. Loosely linked short fics in the same AU, all of which are inspired by the art of Junsui

A Soft Green Glow by Sharkseye M 47 ♥♥♥ Altered Mental States-due to blood loss/Pre-Slash/Canon Divergence/Pre-canon Returning from an ambush that killed his entire team and near fatally wounded him, Izuna finds himself followed by an enemy far more dangerous than the ones he left behind. Even if he makes it back to Uchiha lands, he'll be killed long before help can arrive. That is, if the blood loss doesn't get him first. ~*~ The title of my notes on this is 'Tobirama Escorts Izuna Home'. That's it, that's the story. Due to popular demand, there is now a second chapter!

My Nemesis my only Friend by Eisengrave, Maelikki, selwyn E 47 chapters ♥♥♥

Warring States Period/Fix-it/Somebodylives-somebody not/Slow Build/Pining/Uchiha Izuna lives/TobiIzu centric Hashirama saved Izuna and Madara agreed to peace. Konoha is standing on its new foundation, resting on the shoulders of two giants. But where does that leave their loyal shadows? The little brothers that swore themselves to the way of war? What good are their sharp edges when the world wants to learn to be soft? Who would understand that it's not so easy to let go of living your life in ever-present readiness to fight, to kill? [despite this vague summary this is actually very much a fix-it for the Founder's era. Izuna lives. The Shinobi Wars sort of don't happen. Sort of. Everyone lives. Hashimada is canon. Couple of OCs kicking around to fill the background.]

Curious affections by taedislumina T ♥♥♥ Modern setting/Slight NSFW/One-shot "what made you fall in love with me?" in which Izuna begs a daunting question at 2AM, Tobirama opts to humour him, and both are entirely captivated with eachother.

Mission accomplished by obitoforpresident E Friends to Lovers/Alcohol/Smut/Fluff and Smut/Dubious pinching of cheeks/One-shot But seriously- how many nights was he laying wide awake on his tatami mat because he was dreaming of the white-haired Senju? He dreamt of holding his strong hands in his, of being in his arms, cuddling and most importantly - kissing. It were too many years of suppressed feelings, but Izuna didn't have the guts to say something to the other man.

Masks I wear by Kamaleen E 3 chapters Alternative Universe- Werewolf/Alpha Beta Omega/Sexual Content/Mpreg “Good afternoon,” Tobirama replied. The white-haired alpha then turned halfway, gesturing toward the manor. “It’s a pleasure to have you here.” Izuna tried to smile back at the sentence that sounded like it was forced. He knew he shouldn’t take this to heart, but he did, and it hurt.

ObiKaka

Cause we mermaid for each other by obitoforpresident E ♥♥ One-shot/Modern setting/Getting Together/Fluff and Smut/Porn with feelings/Bikers “Hi,” a deep voice rumbled directly into his ear and Kakashi leaned sideways. “Wanna get a drink back at my place?” Kakashi raised an eyebrow, taking a sip of his beer before answering. “Why should I? We’re already at a bar.” The man beside him sputtered and curiosity go the best of Kakashi. He turned his head, his gaze roaming over the broad form beside him. Messy black hair, broad shoulders clad in an Akatsuki leather jacket, and full lips were pulled into an adorable pout.

A night to remember by Anonymous E One-shot/Alpha Beta Omega/Alpa Uchiha Obito/Omega Hatake Kakashi/Dirty Talk/Camboys In which Kakashi had a one night stand and realized a week later why the guy seemed familiar.

Steal me with a kiss by strangelights E Modern Setting/Morning After/One-shot/Identity Reveal/Childhood Friends/Friends to Lovers/Idiots to Lovers KakaObi Week Day 6: Indigo | Reunited | Enemies to Lovers

Falling Stars by MareNubium E 25 chapters ♥♥♥♥♥ I read this like five times minimum and I still crying while reading it. Beautiful,masterpiece. If I read it again in the near future you would catch me still crying over it. It's chef kiss.

Modern Setting/Angst/Self-Harm/Minor Violence/Recreational Drug Use/Friends To Lovers Obito only has one goal, to graduate and then leave the god forsaken town for good. All those faces, the judgmental eyes, the laughter, the ridicule, years of pretending they don’t affect him, he’s absolutely sick of it all. He wants nothing more than to leave that miserable place controlling his every will. That is until he meets Kakashi, a boy whose world is more than meets the eye.

Turn The Page by ASchwartz33 T 3 chapters ♥♥ Canon divergence/Hatake Kakashi needs a hug/Kid Hatake Kakashi/Adoption/Found Family/Jiraiya adopts Kakashi/ Uchiha Obito Lives A gift for @AdolescentLycan for The Flying Thunder God's secret Santa exchange on discord! Jiraiya finds out that Kakashi has been left alone, and intervenes to change the course of Kakashi's life forever.

Your Scent by Primerose_Wool M One-shot/Romance/Fluff/Minor character death/Getting Together/Fluff and Angst/Canon divergence In which Kakashi loves Obito’s scent and will not stop sniffing him throughout the years.

The world, through your eyes by kyasuu 5 chapters (WIP)♥♥ Hurt-Comfort/Dimensional Travel/Unhealthy Coping Mechanism/Unhealthy Relationships/PTSD/Implied-Referenced Suicide/Suicidal Ideation In one world, Uchiha Obito died saving Hatake Kakashi during the Kannabi Bridge mission, and came back as a vengeful specter decades later. In another, he was a second too slow. In both worlds, Team Minato came home one crucial member short. Kakashi finds himself in another world where his team is alive, Konoha remains undestroyed, and the shinobi world approaches tentative peace with Minato spearheading the effort as the Yondaime Hokage. It's in that moment that he knows for certain: it should've been him under that boulder. But no world is perfect. Kakashi might think this is as close as it gets, but, assuming this is reality and not the Infinite Tsukuyomi, there's always a catch. And he's right. (Or: Kakashi loses to Obito during their fight in the Kamui dimension. He wakes up in a world that's too perfect to be his own.)

The red means i love you by khalas E ♥♥ All work of Khalas is a masterpiece! Angels&Demons AU/One-shot/Fallen!Angel Kakashi/Serial Killer!Obito/The lines between worship and obsession are blurred/Dark/Obito victim's are implied to be human sacrifices “Tobi,” the man’s voice breaks as he struggles to speak through a mouthful of blood and loose teeth. “You’re Tobi.” Tobi. His daughter’s imaginary friend. Not quite imaginary, no, not with those leather-clad fingers forcing the man’s jaws apart to see blood spill from the gashes in his cheeks. 

I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her cheeks by khalas E ♥♥♥♥♥♥ (WIP) I fucking love this!Like I already reread this a dozen times. College/University AU/Slow Burn/Mentions of harrasment/Friends to Lovers/Size Difference/Possesive!Obito Years ago, if anyone had asked Obito to describe a typical Friday night, he'd have spent hours talking about the time he'd gotten into a fistfight with the school's mascot over the last gas station sushi roll. Now, stuck at home because he'd promised to babysit Kakashi's pet fish, he realizes — He's fucking whipped.

House of cards by khalas E ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 11 chapters The first fic I read from khalas and I was sold. Like when I finished I needed to reread again. Fuck it's dark and amazing,and of course made me cry, but like OMG. Screaming and kicking my legs :D Modern Setting/Detective!Obito/Detective!Kakashi/Gang!Akatsuki/Violence/Possessive!Obito/Rough Sex/Each chapter comes with it's own tw Dark like dark dark. The house always wins.

pacifist by khalas E (WIP) ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ This is part 2 of House of Cards sadly it's only 1 chapter and work in progress. Looks like nobody know what happened/how are khalas so I just hope they're okay.

pork soda by khalas E ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 10 chapters I'm not saying anything new, it's khalas it's amazing. I love it, reread it like a hundred times. Chef kiss! Modern Setting/Doctor!Kakashi/Street fighter!Obito/Self destructive behavior/Lots of violence Obito’s memories are fading, day by day. Yet, the one person he wants to forget seems to be the only thing he can remember anymore.

hot sugar by khalas E ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 6 chapters Am I going to put in all of khalas fic? Maybe, cause all of them are awesome. College/University AU/Modern setting/TA!Kakashi/Athlete!Obito/Possessive!Obito Five times Obito embarrasses himself in front of his TA, and the one time he doesn’t.

ShikaNeji:

Shadows Dancing in the Moonlight by -catalyst (xo_thefirst) G/T series 3 work Canon Divergence/Post-war/Slice of Life/Fluff/Getting Together this is where i'll be collecting all my shikaneji works :)

Liquid Copper by saturnsmoontitan T 2 chapters Emotional Hurt,Comfort/Implied-Referenced Sexual Harassment/Set during the time skip Shikamaru wasn't entirely sure how the five of them got onto the topic of Neji's missions, but it sure sobered him up quick. or Shikamaru coming to terms with how he feels about Neji after the freshly promoted Jounin comes home and talks about some... incidents during his mission.

Ripple Series by KamiKo T/M series 3 work Slow Burn/ Protective Uchiha Sasuke/ Hurt-Comfort/Friends to Lovers/Falling in Love/Anbu Hyuuga Neji/Implied-referenced Rape-noncon/Homophobic Languages/Explicit Sexual Content/Canon Adjacent The progression between Shikamaru and Neji was persistent, but leisurely and yet still somehow they had missed the turning point. //A three-part ShikaNeji series//

The Way Thing Are by Aini M 32 chapters Written in 2008 Neji's forced to take Hinata's spot in an arranged marriage after his cousin runs away. How does the Hyuuga deal with the problem?

The Box by LaughingFreak G One-shot/Family/Father-Son Relationship/Loss Its spring cleaning and while Shikadai is forced to help he finds out more about his dad than he thought he would.

A Downward Spiral by daniwritesattimes E 85 chapters Friends with Benefits/Implied-referenced child abuse/Depression/Oral Sex/Sex/Smut “You feel like kissing yet?” Neji froze at the question. He felt a burn in his face as he looked to Shikamaru questioningly. “You know? Because of the lovey get-up?” The Nara was poking fun at the slow ride of the deemed cave of love. Neji sank a bit further in his seat. The boy had too much control over him. The fun part was that Shikamaru had no idea.

A Preference by daniwritesattimes M 21 chapters So, say Shikamaru and Temari’s marriage was failing and Shikamaru met a very nice man at the market. Yeah...

SasuSaku

Pretty Little Things by LilAnnieSunshine T Romance/Love/One-shot/Canon divergence "Let her go.” Sasuke said, fighting off the pain of his broken wrist as he stood up shakily. Sakura couldn’t be more than twenty feet away from him, but he knew Itachi could end her before he even took a step. She might as well be thousands of miles away for the good he could do her. “She doesn’t have anything to do with this.” What if Sakura had come across Sasuke's fight with Itachi the day Itachi returned to the village?

of flirting and domesticity by chidoririi G One-shot/Married Life/Newly Weds/Snippet/Fluff/Headcanon Sakura's hair has gotten long and Sasuke finds out that he doesn’t like it.

The Exit Wound by LilAnnieSunshine T Domestic Fluff/Fluff and Angst/Canon Backstory/Protective Uchiha Sasuke "His girlfriend’s skin is practically flawless compared to most ninja. He knows it’s not a reflection on how challenging her battles are. She’s a medical ninja, so she’s usually treating others, not fighting. She’s also an expert at healing her own wounds, so scars aren’t usually an issue. Furthermore, when she does see combat, she can beat just about any enemy without lifting a finger. Whoever did this was not only a skilled ninja, but had a medical background as well. " Sasuke sees Sakura's scar from her battle with Sasori for the first time. He also learns that she was the one who killed the Akatsuki member, not Naruto or Kakashi. He's in awe of his wife. Written for Day 13 of SasuSaku Month. Prompt: "Battle Scars." Written late because time means nothing.

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War In Times of Peace by raendown E 42 chapters Arranged Marriage/Slow Burn/Bottom Madara/Uchiha Izuna Lives Not all wars are fought on the battlefield. Some are fought at the conference table, with whispers in the shadows, or even in the bedroom. In a world where the Senju and Uchiha traditional lands were too far apart to have ever made them enemies, Butsuma and Tajima are the ones who come together and sign a treaty of peace. Madara isn't happy to have his life signed away for him in a political marriage to strengthen the bond between their clans. He is even less happy to have Tobirama make assumptions of him from their very first night together. What follows from there is a journey of healing, of learning, and finding the places to belong in the places least expected.

To plead with Time by midnightfeast T/E series 2 works Family/Grief-mourning/Fluff/Modern Setting/Bottom Madara “Oh, you can also relay my admiration. His insults certainly are creative, some may call it a touch of genius.” He turned a page in his still open file and pulled out a lined paper with finely written phrases that he slid to Madara. “I collected his… most accomplished concoctions.” Or: Madara is called to a teacher-parent talk about Izuna's open aggression towards his new chemistry teacher Tobirama Senju

Amaranthine by Blackberreh M (WIP) 9 chapters Time travel/Fix-it/Panic Attacks Everything about Madara just felt... different. Something had happened, and Tobirama was going to find out what. Madara was being kind to him. That just wouldn't stand. But then again, Tobirama's always been able to adapt well to change.

Gave you my heart by aurora_nuova M Modern Setting/One-shot/Fluff At last, the door opened after his fourth, very annoyed attempt. “Hashirama! Who lets their supposed best friend wait this long outside in those freezing temp—“ He startled and threw the sleepily scrunched up, very pale face which greeted him a thoroughly confused look. “You’re not Hashirama.” “Clearly,” the albino yawned out in amusement as he leaned against the half open door, only to squint at the lights outside on the porch with a scowl. If Madara weren’t in such distress, he might’ve found it cute even.

This is all I can think of now ♥

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