#izuna ic

[hatredcurse]

It was humiliating enough to have been caught in the untimely Summer downpour— it was worse to be caught up in such awful weather whilst wearing all white.

Late in the afternoon, everyone was due to be home and/or away from this glacial palace hall, leaving Izuna with some peace to unwrap the gray outer sheer of his outfit, folding it in two halves, and leaving it over nearby railing. What remained was a thin, soft silk-cotton white robe that clung favorably along his form with nearly nothing to the imagination. Wonderful for private affairs, but truly awful within the public sphere.

Warmth crowned at his finger tips along with the birth of a minor flame within the cage of his digits, Izuna hovered the fire near his chest first to dry his middle. At least, he aimed to, completely ignorant to the snark singing his way:

“ Got yourself into quite the predicament there, haven’t you ? ” said Tobirama || @annienne // @whitedemontobirama

The Uchiha princeling hissed in surprised, snuffing the fire in his palm under a forming fist.

" Don't you have a family to eat dinner with? " he didn't so much entertain the Senju with a glare, much less even squaring his shoulders to him; far too indecent to be forward facing in any capacity.

[hatredcurse]

Was this to be the end of a relentlessly bloody chronicle, or merely the next chapter?

The Senju docked their many carriages outside the Uchiha stronghold, one of the nicer ones with an actual multi-level castle within for presentable negotiations. A plundered capital, really, but all assets were fair game in war. Soon the deep crimson and desaturated blues of the Uchiha fort was invaded by the brighter, louder colors of their rivals slicing down the middle of the township towards the double-door entrance.

The princeling's best men lined the roads, the doors, the halls samurai and shinobi alike. The lot of them strung taut like bowstrings, the many of them stringing taut their bowstrings, arrow tips positioned and trained on every Senju personnel walking the stone floors up to the negotiations room.

Izuna sat back on his carved marble seat, none too relaxed, but with a confidence all the same. His many silks draped over him, inviting the Senju as welcoming diplomat instead of the soldier he was well-known to be. But mistake not his callous hands and scarred wrists, harboring the victories of many battles.

" My lady, " he greets with a wide beautiful smile, " it is my honor and utmost pleasure to host you, Senju Kaname. "

A thought passes through Izuna's mind — one of great scrutiny against Hashirama. For a dealing oh-so important, he could not be bothered to represent himself? Instead, send his own daughter in his stead. Did he have ulterior aims? Did he hope to seduce the second Uchiha son by dangling a princess before him and placate his cruelty? Madara's cruelty? How curious.

" I am here representing the whole of the Uchiha clan, you may refer to me as Uchiha Izuna, second son of Tajima and co-leader of the family. Lord Madara is attending to matters elsewhere and cannot join us today, but I assure you that the Senju will receive all necessary accommodations and rulings from me as they would him. "

Not that there was any doubt. A precautionary measure, as it would not have been the first time Izuna has been written off by egotistical lords and ladies purely on basis of his birth. Nay, it was inconceivable for two brothers to hold stewardship of a whole clan with equal measure; it has never been done before. A queer thing, indeed.

" Please approach, I would like you to sit at my table, my lady, " he slackens his shoulders marginally, projecting this aura of geniality and openness. Ease the nerves of all that stood, beating heart, in this room.

Before she could make her move, Izuna continued his spiel of greeting: " It seems we've found ourselves on such a peculiar situation, no? "

Starter for @hatredcurse || Continued Warring States AU

Fuck.

Kaname had read about something like this, among the chronicles of her great-grandmother.

Some lord or other with too much money and too high of an opinion of himself thought he could tempt two powerful but rival clans of unmatched fighters into cooperation with a large enough reward, that he could sway generations of bad blood into unifying under his banner.

It would have cemented his victory for certain. But that time blood outweighed gold, and and both clans had subsequently refused his contract in their outrage. That lord and his bloodline was long since gone from this world, but the wheel turns as it always does, and little changes.

A certain tension instantly fills the large space as the Senju's presence is noted. But starting a fight here would not be in any of their best interests.

Not only would it doubtlessly insult the stout lord who sat proudly ahead of them draped in his silks, watching them expectantly, it could very well end with all their heads decisively removed by the samurai that either sat kneeling or stood along the walls, watching the shinobi with jugdemental eyes.

The apparent representative was unmistakably Uchiha in appearance, albeit unfamiliar to her, and she eyes him from head to toe briefly. At this distance, even she can feel the powerful chakra that ripples from him.

A small smile curls Kaname's lips.

Though as she strides past him, her own entourage staying back a few paces, and gaze focuses on the lord as she kneels, then bows deeply until her forehead is pressing to the tatami.

“My lord. My name is Senju Kaname, and it is my honor to present myself before you in the place of my father, Senju Hashirama.”

Her voice is high and clear, giving weight to each word to ensure they reached the lords ears.

“On behalf of my father, I wish to express our gratitude for the generous offer you have extended to our clan, and that it would be his pleasure to accept it once the terms have been settled.”

Indeed, the job offer extended to the Senju had included that they would be fighting alongside a second shinobi clan…but he had failed to mention which one. And with the Uchiha here, she could only suspect what that meant.

She doubted that this would have an outcome much different than that of the incident immortalised in the Senju's records.

[yowyowyaoi]

*at a dessert cafe*

Izuna: *enjoying a vanilla ice cream cone*

Tobirama, blushing: You know, I really like the tongue technique you have with that thing, Izu. Makes me wonder what else you can lick like that ~

Izuna, also blushing: Well —

Madara, at the table behind them: Your blood off the floor after I send you to hell, Senju.

[necronatural]

the crazy part about spending a year and a half away from founders fandom is that im starting to see the same stupid ass shallow meta because people obviously get into it by the most popular fics and as social creatures try to expand on that shallow understanding that's already not very substantive and mostly made-up yet retreading territory that's been gone over 10,000 times by other people who had just gotten into founders through the same popular fics, adding nothing, simply participating in a sort of founders initiation before you get your own opinions on these featureless blorbos

[nidaiime]

@hatredcurse sent:

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﹟ possessive sex﹕  sender  &  receiver  have  heated  sex  after  one  was  jealous .

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        TOBIRAMA NEVER THOUGHT HIMSELF A JEALOUS MAN. Until the moment he noticed Izuna's amicable personality and flirtatious antics garnered more than a few heated looks from people around them; men and women alike. Almost as if he had no control over his actions, Tobirama sauntered over to where Izuna was happily chatting with a respectable man, eyelashes fluttering in a way Tobirama knew the other couldn't resist.

        Not bothering to hear what either of them had to say, the Senju grabbed Izuna by the collar of his alluring, silk robes; roughly dragging them out of sight. The Uchiha's winsome smile disappeared from his face but hardly Tobirama had cared, eyes fixated on the arresting beauty of his lover.

        “You are playing a dangerous game, love.” His voice dropped low, almost warningly as he crowded into Izuna, pushing him against the decorated wall. “I have seen the way they look at you. I sense the way they are around you.” Tobirama almost let a growl rumble from his throat, as the arousal of people he didn't care about hit him from all angles. “And you,” he lowered his eyes to stare at Izuna's lips, painted a divine red in contrast to his fair skin. “And you are taking pleasure in this. In knowing the effect you have on them.” 

        He leaned closer, only a hairbreadth between their lips. “On me,” he whispered, capturing his lover's lips in a possessive kiss, drinking in the other's moans greedily as if his soul would leave his body if he didn't get much of this, this life essence.

        The Senju wasted no time into teleporting them back into the comfort of their bed, festivals be damned. He had a lover to claim for himself, a lover who spent all night teasing him with his playful jabs and his coquettish smiles. Remembering the events of the night only spurred Tobirama into tearing Izuna's robes to the side, scarcely caring about ruining one of the raven's favourite robes. The only words on his mind were claim, bite, ravish. 

        Mine.

        “After tonight, you belong to no one but me,” he promised, licking a long strip from Izuna's neck to his collar, pleased at the whining noise barely escaping the Uchiha's lips, like he wanted to smother his sounds to spite the wolf.

        “Let me hear you, Izuna,” Tobirama whispered, softly biting at the juncture of his neck and shoulder, before increasing the force of his bite to leave a claiming mark where anyone could see were Izuna's robe fell from his shoulder as they usually—enticingly—did whenever Tobirama was around.

        Blood left his brain, travelling south and taking with it all Tobirama's thoughts. In a quick flick of his wrist, he undid the belt of his hakama, letting it fall from his waist, revealing a hardened bulge beneath his undergarments. “You are mine.” A dark promise, followed by a harsh kiss that almost drew blood. “You are mine from the day you started seducing me.” 

        Tobirama parted away Izuna's dress, allowing him a clear view of his pale legs, and his own hidden bulge. Palming it teasingly through his garments. “Your pleasure belongs to me.” He leaned forward to rub their cocks together, a soft moan of his own falling from his lips. “Only I who is allowed to bring such noises from your lips,” he continued, almost talking to himself at this point. 

        Izuna's sweet moans and quiet whispers fuelled the Senju more. A kunai appearing in his hand before he put it to good use, tearing carefully at Izuna's garments. “Mine,” he murmured, reaching forward to grab the oil from the table next to them with one hand, the other busy freeing himself from his own undergarments.

        “I would ask if you are ready, but,” he stopped, pouring some oil over his fingers. “But I do not have to ask, do I?” smirking as his slick fingers teased at Izuna's inviting entrance. “You are already ready for me, my love.”

[aerael-a]

❛ 𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐔𝐒 . TAG DROP . character tags 1

[hatredcurse]

Spring, the most damnable time of year. Negotiations, delegations, new budgets, old diplomatic ties, it was all being addressed over the course of the month before the weeks of holidays were upon them.

Izuna begged for respite and yet his prayers went unanswered, leaving him worn on his feet, scrambling to get even his daily tasks complete on top of it all. Thick binds of scrolls were tucked away under his arm, layered robes in disarray, and his bound hair worst off. No thanks to the heat.

He walked himself in a hurry down the hall, not watching his path as he fussed through counting all the contracts in his arm before he felt a harsh collision of sharp ends and soft flesh hit squarely into his own, nearly knocking him down.

" What the— " Luckily, well-balanced enough to stay on his heels at the cost of parchment tumbling from his hold. " Tobirama?! " It was less an angry accusation as it was shock and disbelief.

Closed starter — @sixtymillionoverdueideas

[warsfate]

“ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “ for izuna :]

indignant, izuna scoffs, tightening the gauze, intending it to hurt enough that it might silence that insolent mouth of his.  “ i should have let you die.”  an utterance barely under his breath, inspecting his handiwork with narrowed eyes.  “ maybe then you would have been quiet. ” 

there was not a sliver of amiability within him. If it weren't at the behest of his brother and by association the hokage he would have eagerly forsaken him there to bleed out.  “ if you go moving around you’ll open it -  and i’m not going to dress it a second time.” 

[cmmil]

@gaeshiwa​ // x

It’s a little amusing, the way this guy looks like he could easily intimidate someone-- but instead seems to be a bit anxious with the way he’s looking down and not making eye contact. Though, none of Grusha’s amusement is noticeable aside of in his eyes. “Mmhm, I can see plenty of similarities. If Izuna hadn’t already told me plenty about you, I’d still look at you and guess you’re family.”

A gloved hand gestures towards the fireplace, where a couple of small pokémon are already resting. Of course, there’s still plenty of space to sit.

“Feel free to take a seat there, if you want, while I make us something warm to drink. Don’t worry, the Snom and Cubchoo are friendly.”

[twinuchiha]

@historias-multorum​

Kyosuke: I... I don’t wanna even know what’s happening anymore. Sasuke, I’m scared.  I thought Izuna was the sane one.

[nidaiime]

@hatredcurse sent:

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[Wet Dream Prompt]

“Oh, Lord Senju, go easy on me!”

Izuna moaned, himself greedily sitting down his full weight on Tobirama’s cock. Having restrained this irritating man at the wrists against the mahogany headboard, the Uchiha princeling had full control over his majesty’s body. Well, almost everything, save for the throb of his dick aching in the squeeze of Izuna’s tightness.

His own hands wandered over his own chest, thin fingers tracing over all his porcelain curves and tight muscle. His chest was pushed forward with a beautiful arch in his back, providing the very wonderful sight of Tobirama’s length bulging through the Uchiha’s front.

Bound at both wrists and ankles, Izuna further restrained Tobirama at the hips with his knees, forcing Tobirama to behave as the Uchiha took control of the rhythm; switching between a steady rock of his pelvis or posturing himself tall enough, threatening for Tobirama to slip from the heaven of his warmth before he dropped himself hard against his hips, happily taking all that the Senju had to offer.

“You’re such a naughty boy for liking this so much,” he berated him, a sickly sweet look in his lidded eyes,” who knew you were such a slave to little pleasures. It must make you sick that it’s coming from me.”

His hands eventually stopped putting on a show and sought the hard muscle of Tobirama’s chest, the chorded muscle of his arms, fingers massaging into the skin as they worked themselves up to his throat, seizing him hard around the throat; thumbs pushing into the small spot just beneath his Adam’s apple. As if it pleasured him too, Izuna’s moans raised in volume, lips parted with a drunk look overtaking his usually restrained expression. 

“C’mon, give it to me, baby. I can feel that you’re close,” he quickened his pace, really feeling the Senju’s eagerness hitting all the right spots in him. 

He knelt forward placing a hard kiss on his captive’s bound mouth, digging his knees into Tobirama’s side, encouraging him to finish, to claim him as his own—

—End Dream from Izuna (:

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        TIGHT. So tight.

        The ropes almost snapped in half from how hard he pulled, having half a mind to just cut them down with a wave of chakra and take control over the other, showing him what he was capable off. But something about being tied, completely under Izuna's control had Tobirama trying to writhe and move his body to meet every demand, further submitting to Izuna despite himself.

        “Izuna,” he groaned, his head moving to the side as the hot, wet, tightness of Izuna's body almost damned him into hell. “Untie me,” he said but his order fell weak to his own ears. He liked it. 

        A bit too much.

        Bucking his hips upwards, Tobirama dove deeper into Izuna's warmth, cock sliding against his insides as the precum eased the movement. The squelching sound was filthy to his ears, skin slapping against skin as the Uchiha bounced over him, his eating his dick eagerly. “Just let me...” His words contained a dark promise. The moment Izuna would untie him, he would be trapped under Tobirama's larger body with no place to move, helpless ravished by the wolf of Senju.

        The thought along with the tightness around his cock, Tobirama was so close--

        Then Izuna choked him. “Fuck,” he swore, breathing heavily through his mouth, chest heaving with his breaths, almost jostling Izuna over him. “Are you close?” he asked, watching the Uchiha princeling through half-lidded eyes, the visual of complete debauchery  adding to his pleasure. “Fuck it, I am so close. You are good,” he admitted, not letting the teasing words get to him. “I am so close,” he repeated, hips bucking wildly and out of rhythm. 

        He bit Izuna's lips, basking in the taste of the other. He was surrounded by everything Izuna; his smell, his sounds, his taste, his heat, his tightness--

        Tobirama's eyes shot open, breathing loudly into the eerily quiet room. He sat up, confusion clouding his mind for a second before the sticky feeling running down his thigh woke him up. 

        Fuck.

4. Tobirama is very aroused.

5. He had an orgasm in his sleep.

6. He is now looking for Izuna to tie him up.

[hatredcurse]

The more Izuna spoke about potential caveats, the more he found himself worrying that Kakuzu might resign the gold for this job. He knew more than anyone how much of risk is being posed here, and should either one of them be careless, the entire country of Takigakure could be uprooted within months.

Trust that Izuna would be diligent in ensuring that if the situation were to go awry, to minimize the damage towards Taki. Not that it presented any actual favor to keep the country alive, but he didn't believe in careless bloodshed either, if it could be avoided.

Every country on the map has opportunity in either strengthening or weakening the nation as it was. The Uchiha saw them as pieces on a lavish chess board. At any time, a country can be reassigned to a more important, pivotal piece with Konoha officials delegating their arbitrary labelling.

"Great question," he wiped that terse crease in his brow as he reached within the long sleeves of his hanfu to procure a scroll: an agenda.

"The very annoying thing about him is that he often excuse himself outside the village gates. Those moments are at random," he sighs as he reads over the fine printed scrawl," it appears that within the next week, he's due to leave on a short voyage to the neighboring nation, Uzushio. Aside from that, he has another intra-village affair two weeks following that. "

He passed that agenda to Kakuzu as well, should he need it as a reminder," he will be alone and posted with 4 guards. They are usually within close proximity to him and hardly travel in the shadows. They have rotating shifts, so I can't tell you who you might expect to see with him. "

A known liability with Hashirama. The overconfidence in himself and others. At least Tobirama noted it as one; Izuna saw it as an irritable quirk.

"With information given, does that give you an ideal date of when you might attempt, or should I live with the assumption it will be some time within the next month?"

Kakuzu listened silently as the Uchiha detailed this rumoured "God of Shinobi"; his mokuton and the Bijuu. Fighting Hashirama and his mokuton in his homeland of the Land of Fire would be a losing battle and suicide. If Kakuzu--and by extension this Izuna--sought an equal duel, it'd be as the Uchiha said; they'd have to remove the Senju from his element.

Unfortunately, the Firelands was the largest nation in the known world so doing so wouldn't be an easy accomplishment. While fighting elsewhere would be to their advantage, be it the Land of Wind or Land of Earth, odds of getting Hashirama to trespass into either or was a prayer--at best. So, going with the Uchiha said--again--an edge or mayhaps a border where foilage was unknown or rare was ideal. However, that conflicted with his final statement: time.

Trying to get him far, far away into the unknown would take too long. Even without this anonymous brother for strategy, doing so would let Hashirama think for himself, even through "blind intuition". No, too long, all of it was too long. If this was to be successful, they'd have to be quick about it; take the Senju by surprise, in and out. But even that was not guaranteed; too many variables.

Kakuzu was labouring his brain away to think of the best possible outcome for this but just as he thought of a plan, there was a snafu which upended it all. Be it time, tactics or Bijuu. This was going to be a fight to be had, with and without the Uchiha as backup; one which may cost Kakuzu his life or pride.

"Very well," Kakuzu uttered in the midst of his listless pacing in place whilst lost in thought. "Our best bet is surprise. That knuckles down on everything but his mokuton. Tell me, Uchiha: do you know when it best to do that? When he is alone? Perhaps away from Konoha?"

That was too much of wishful thinking but perhaps a wish is all they had to go off of. While Kakuzu himself was no weakling, he had never faced an opponent like Senju Hashirama and therefore did not want to approach with a devil-may-care attitude. Not when so much was on the line, not just for him but his new Uchiha associate too.

[sukea69]

Izuna wears her nails sharp and long. They glint like bloodied knives in the streetlight, bright against the black plastic of her vape. She exhales a cloud of strawberry ice, and even from metres away it drifts into Tobirama's face.

"No one will sleep with you, with nails like that," Tobirama tells her. It's not quiet on the city streets at 11pm, but Tobirama's heels still ring like gunshots on the pavement.

Izuna smiles a blood red smile and flicks her tongue out across the mouth of her vape.

"It doesn't matter what I do with my hands, babygirl, it's mouth that matters. Maybe you'd know that if you were hotter."

Tobirama snorts and crosses her arms.

"There's no one in that club hotter than me." Fact. If she had wanted to, Tobirama could have been on billboards. She turned it down for the thrill of discovery, of flesh and lives beneath her hands.

"Bitch." Izuna says. Her smile has faded and all that's left is ugly heat, eyes burning, mouth twisted.

"Slut." Tobirama says, eyes on the way Izuna's entire body ratchets tighter.

It's going to end the way it always does, torn lace panties and Tobirama's new white rug stained with lube and blood and cum. Scratch marks down her back and bite marks on her neck.

Tobirama smiles.

[hatredcurse]

Continued » @woodblxssomcrowned

In some ways— this was surely a sin.

If not, total hypocrisy on the prince's end.

For years he's scoffed at his elder brother's affability towards the Senju clan. At times, he thought him weak, yet Izuna found himself entangled in the eldest daughter, sacrificing all that pride to steal a kiss, or two, or many.

It was none to gentle. Nothing the only princess deserved, which by fairytale standards should be gentlemanly, soft, yet firm. Izuna went against the standard when he pushed bodily into the princess, gathered all her hair into a tight tangle within his fist and pushed his lips onto hers. He seized her and her breaths as if it were his last taste of lust and hunted for more with such a unfounded greed.

Was it the lingering prejudice he held for the Senju? A sleight of spite he carried for her uncle, he doesn't know. His body reacted disjointedly; his mouth eating away at hers, his hand stroking along the pulse of her jugular, testing if it should fall into reflex and hug up into the column of her throat.

Kaname broke away. She read him from beneath the curtain of her lashes as he did her.

" I think, " he did not falter his grip instead allowing his rough hand to enclose the beautiful width of her neck, " I could drink from those lips of yours for an eternity and I'd still thirst for them. "

He leveraged the hold he had on her, using it to angle her head just enough to press a wanting kiss on her throat.

Flattery aside, he flicked those onyx eyes upwards to watch her expression," the better question is if you trust me. " His thumb presses into the skin, threatening to squeeze in the delicate cartilage, but not enough to bruise. Not yet. He had to know.

[hatredcurse]

twinuchiha​ | Kyosuke:

Kyosuke winced at the words. Deserter. Traitor. “Is that what anyone that leaves the clan immediately gets branded as?” He asked, voice barely above a whisper. He didn’t dare to meet Izuna’s eyes. If it was to be believed that he was the child of traitors, would that jeopardize his safety? Would He have to be wary around the rest of the clan, seeing them as a threat to his safety? This was all so new to him, and it made his stomach twist with uncertainty. Ebony eyes cautiously glanced over as the elder stood up. Kyosuke took a moment to fully take in the armor he wore. It was certainly more fashionable than what the clan had worn in the present, he had to admit. Though that was a time of peace. Now, he was present in a time of war, of bloodshed. “He ambushed me.” Kyosuke said, looking up to meet the older Uchiha’s eyes. “I don’t know why.” He fell quiet, a frown on his face. “…What are you going to do with me?”

It would be cruel to try the child as an adult. Unfortunately in these times, a leader cannot rule out the possibility of sinister use with children. That, matched with the complete innocuous nature of Kyosuke’s aura, it wasn’t an option ranked high on Izuna’s list.

“This will need to be discussed with Madara,” he said, a noticeable lack of formality when referring to the lord of the clan. 

Clasping his hands behind himself, posturing his back straight while he lost himself in thought. “Do you remember anything else distinguishable about this man? Aside from his mask? Any insignia?” Izuna ran through a mental list, assessing the danger that could potentially fall upon the front flank of the clan, or if this was a rogue bandit terrorizing an orphan here. He doubted the former, purely because Kyosuke was found so far outside of clan lines. 

[oh-no-its-bird]

Some Cardcaptor Sakura stuff ended up on my dash and now I'm thinking about a classic magical girl au. Magical girl Izuna my beloved,,

Has anyone done that yet? Am I going to have to be the one to do that? I'm totally going to have to be that guy aren't I. You know what tho, I think I'm ok with that

Alright;

✨️ Magical girl Izuna time ✨️

I think one or the biiju should be his animal mascot / contractor. Kurama is the obvious choice but Matatabi could be fun, and also like, cmon, fire cat.

Alternatively though in a totally different direction, maybe Amaterasu can be the contractor. It could both play into Uchiha lore and also have some shit about his power coming from the rising sun with his magical girl transformation. Maybe he gets stronger the higher the sun is in the sky, and then weaker at night to the point that he can barley even transform. Maybe the villain of this hypothetical magical girl show could be contracted by Kaguya, and get stronger with the moon in contrast.

Fun scene where despite it being night, he's able to transform because of sun lamps or some conviniently placed solar pannels or smthn.

Maybe the villain of that episode was depending on tech or something, so he gets to shout some quippy line about how "Oh yeah don't you just LOVE the wonders of modern technology!" Before fucking bludgeoning them to death with a magical girl staff or whatever his weapon is

Anyways, set it in vaguely highschool because this shit is always set in a school and I wanna have fun hitting all the tropes.

It acts on a "monster/villain of the week" system with some big shadowy bad guy apparently pulling the strings behind the curtains. The monsters are all existing people or animals, "corrupted by the shadow of the moon" or something along those lines. The moon promises them power to fulfill their wishes but then the wish will inevitably go wrong or the power will be too much for the person, corrupting them.

Izuna uses the power of Amaterasu's light and violence to purify whatever person/animal and return them to normal. Only some people are harder and sometimes require some good old power of friendship yelling to get through to them (this does not stop Izuna from usually just defaulting to violence tho)

Amaterasu lore dumps on him that they must be being corrupted by the power of Kaguya-hime, who was sealed away over a thousand years ago. And that with each monster made, she must grow closer to fully escaping. Which is why it's important that Izuna purify these people as fast as possible, to make sure that Kaguya doesn't receive power from their contratracts with her.

In the meanwhile, they need to brainstorm a way to put Kaguya back in her prison if she escapes. Because if she continues corrupting people for their energy, unless Izuna finds out how she's able to communicate with them from her prison, she will escape.

I want Hikaku as the token best friend who's let in on the magical girl secret (maybe by accident at first) and helps from the sidelines despite having no real power (he's the one who would have pulled in clutch with those solar pannels / sun lamps)

Tobirama can be the classic "ice prince" character who Izuna kind of hates and has a stupid rivalry with that usually seems one sided; Till he manages to rile up Tobirama enough to bite back

Touka as a foil to Hikaku but for Tobirama, acting as his best friend and occasional pain in the ass for both him and Izuna (she thinks Izuna is hilarious and that the stress migraine he causes Tobirama is good for him)

Seemingly clueless Madara and Hashirama, who turn out to be the reincarnations of the guys who originally sealed Kaguya away. They've both just graduated and seem to be too busy entering the adult world to notice Izuna getting caught up in magic shenanigans

School princess and shrine maiden Mito, who's ancestor was someone who helped to seal Kaguya, and who's family shrine still contains some hints at how they did it.

Itama as that one specific trope of a really sickly guy who everyone at school is always gossiping about, and who Tobirama is wayyy overprotective of.

Izuna, Hikaku, Touka and Tobirama are all in the kendo club. Hashirama and Madara were kendo champions and rivals before they graduated and now Izuna and Tobirama seem to be taking up their mantles.

So, Izuna is defeating new moon-mad monsters every week. A lot of them seem to pop up in conviniently nearby places, but he's no closer to finding out how Kaguya supposedly gets in contact with them.

As his adventures progress, he sometimes catches the coat tails of a mysterious other magical girl, but magic prevents him from remembering their face. But they'll appear and help out when he's in a really bad situation, and he sometimes catches them just watching. Suspicious!! But they're too fast for him to ever pin down for a real conversation.

Anyways; Eventually it seems like the monster of this week is going to be a steadily growing tense and unstable Tobirama. Izuna had started to learn the signs of oncoming moon-madness, and he can sense Kaguya's power eating away at him. He swoops in just in time as he sees the power start to consume Tobirama, only to watch as he's somehow able to fight back and regain control.

Still, Izuna will do his due diligence and burn the power away before it can turn him!

Tobirama does not seem to appreciate this. At all.

Queue identity reveal! Only not on Izuna's end.

So, the first twist in our story is that Tobirama ends up being the bad guy.

Flashback some months ago to when this all started:

Tobirama somehow stumbled on Kaguya where she was sealed away. Just like how Amaterasu can only interact with the real world through Izuna, without a magical girl contracted to her to act as her hands, Kaguya could do nothing to escape. So when Tobirama found her, she was immediatley readying her pitch; promising him power, knowledge, all sorts of things if he just helped to set her free. Even offering to bring back his dead brothers.

Though... well, Kaguya's power was fickle. All gods powers are. Amaterasu was only able to contract Izuna without exploding him with the heat of the sun because he was already born one of her children. And Tobirama isn't Kaguya's to claim, which means he ran the risk of getting fucking vaporized or corrupted or going crazy if he accepted the contract.

But with the promise of bringing his brothers back on the table, he wasn't about to say no. And maybe it was through sheer fucking stubbornness, but he was able to handle it. Kind of. He's managing.

(Which is why Izuna can't just purify him with Amaterasu's light or by talking him down, like he does with every moon-mad monster he fights. He's not possessed like they are, he's a proper countracted magical girl, just like Izuna)

Tobirama was able to bring back Itama and give Kaguya some more freedom behind her seal, but still mostly locked away as she was, Kaguya didn't have the power to bring back Kawarama as well, and Itama was brought back weaker than he'd died as.

Which is when Tobirama took matters into his own hands.

He began approaching other people, much like Kaguya had approached him. Offering them contracts with Kaguya on her behalf— only they turned out to not be able to hold on to the contracts like he could. Being corrupted or going mad and becoming moon-posessed. Still, each contract he made added to Kaguya's power and brought her a little closer to escaping her seal. (And closer to giving Tobirama his last brother back)

(And hey, with Izuna keeping the damage to a minimum and helping purify the people after, Tobirama didn't have to feel as guilty about the damage he was causing)

(Still though, when it looked like Izuna was struggling, he'd try to pitch in. Or when a person made an especially desperate wish or had a specific goal to fulfill with their contract, he'd try his best to help with that. If only as an apology)

But stubbornness wasn't enough to keep him safe from the sharp edges of Kaguya's power forever, and as time passed and the more contracts he made and power he gathered for Kaguya, the more he began to risk being consumed himself.

Which leads back to the here and now, with Tobirama assuming that since Izuna attacked, he'd been made. And Izuna first being really fucking confused, then really fucking concerned, then really fucking mad.

They fight, Tobirama gets away, and the next day Izuna gets to experience the most painful school day of his fucking life. Starting with the realization that, while he can recognize Tobirama since he saw him transform, Tobirama doesn't actually know Izuna is the magical girl

Interlude:

Izuna: What the fuck why did he get a wish when he became a magical girl, I want a wish why the fuck didn't I get one

Amaterasu: :3

Izuna: AND PANTS?? WHY DOES HE GET PANTS???

Amaterasu: teehee <3

Izuna: Don't you fucking teehee me right now

Tobirama, knowing he's going to lose himself to Kaguya's power and aware that a) he's come too far there's no backing out now, and b) he's ok with losing himself if it means he can at least bring Kawarama back, decides to go full throttle. Skips all his classes and dissapears to go do shady shit behind the scenes as he massively moves up the time table for setting Kaguya free

He's already losing himself, might as well pump more power into people to create bigger, badder monsters— getting Kaguya even more power and putting even more strain on himself

This is about when Touka finds out what's happening with him, and decides she's ok with embracing the morally gray lifestyle for her bestie. She gets Tobirama to agree that once Kawarama is back, hes ending this shit for good. But till then, well, she always did tell him she'd have his back no matter what. Now she gets to parallel Hikaku even more!!! Yay!!!

Queue final battle time! Kaguya is on the very edge of escape and funneling more power into Tobirama than ever! Tobirama is either about to explode from the inside out or turn into a whole moon monster, it's unclear but he is this fucking close to losing it all. Quite literally, actually.

Touka gets to have a teeny bit of Kaguya's power for this battle, knowing the fight would be short enough and that she has enough self discipline to not immediatley go moon-mad.

She gets to face off with Hikaku, who gets his kendo sword blessed by Amaterasu so he can fight back against her moon powers.

It's all very dramatic and Tobirama gets to fully break out of his ice prince shell as he and Izuna scream and beat the shit out of eachother.

Im thinking that no matter what happens, Kaguya still gets free in the end and it's revealed that actually she and Amaterasu are like, bitter exes and this whole thing was a fucking lovers spat

Season 2 is just 20 episodes of Izuna being mad at Amaterasu as she and Kaguya make out passionately in the bg

Kidding. Probably. Idk I'm having a lot of thoughts rn, there's a shape of something to continue the magical girl train but I need to go do work shit so I'll leave this here for now and come back to it later