#shiobi

[tbh-logic]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @komorebi-rabbit 💕✨

You deserve everything nice and lovely in the world 🥰🤲

[eagle-of-siwa]

I see them as Samurai Bayek & Shinobi Evie lol

[komorebi-rabbit]

I am absolutely obsessed with normal about these two... 

Thank you so much @hallous for this GORGEOUS commission! They’re absolutely perfect!!

[uchihashisuii]

first. | Obito/Shisui

for a prompt on my twitter: An awkward kiss given after a first date. as per usual i lost the plot a bit lmao. vague handwaving??? jonin!obito au??? idk roll with it

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It had started off great. Stars aligning for once, allowing Obito to take Shisui out properly for the first time - schedules cleared, missions off the table. He’s been nervous since he was born, but there’s something soothing when it comes to Shisui. Had made it easier, when he’d picked at the dirt beneath his nails and refused to make eye contact, flush burning his face and asking with a damned stutter of all things if he could take the younger Uchiha out.

(Shisui had laughed, not unkindly. Breezy and loud, smiling like the sun with closed eyes and white teeth flashing. Had said yes, of course, like he hadn't just shifted Obito’s entire world on its axis.)

Nothing terribly original, truth be told. Good dinner at a nice restaurant, wine flowing as freely as the conversation; neither of them had minded it was a bit mundane. A shinobi could use some more of it, probably. ‘Normal’ things, like a pleasant meal and the time and headspace to laugh at stupid shit. Made you forget, at least briefly, about the kinds of things that can break a man; whether it’s the blood and the endless fighting, or the struggle between clan-family-village-hierarchy. Made even easier, with Shisui at his side. 

He has this knack to befriend just about anyone - either with his utter charm and quick wit, or by the finely honed ability to make anyone smile. He’s lovely, and kind, and Obito very nearly forgets about his errant woes just by being near him. For a time, at least - distracted as he is by Shisui’s laughter, by the way his hands move when he speaks, and the way he watches rapt when Obito lets his own thoughts slip free, hanging on his every word. As though he were worth the time. It causes a warmth in his chest, something beneath his ribs clenching tighter by the minute. 

It’s a shame the evening went a bit to hell. 

He’d felt like a teenager, sneaking off with a stashed bottle of wine into the forests outside the village walls. Shisui at his side, hands linked behind his head and staring at the stars with a whimsical smile curving his mouth. Wandering into the shadows beneath the high trees to find a hidden grove, just outside Uchiha lands. Obito had bought two bottles, had even grinned when Shisui suggested they take a walk; still he can't shake the feeling of doing something wrong. A feeling that’s dogged his heels since childhood; the perpetually misbehaved idiot. 

(Shisui makes him forget about the lack of self-worth that drags him down to the depths. Someway, somehow, able to sense when Obito’s on the edge of losing his temper or his mind. Hand clenched into a fist tight enough his knuckles bleed white, yearning to prove himself - Shisui is there with a smile, a distraction or words of encouragement. It’s - nice. It’s more than he deserves.)

Moonlight bleeds pale across the trees, lending an otherworldly feel to the forests he knows as well as the back of his hand. Obito sits beside Shisui where he lay flat on his back, head cushioned by an arm and hair shifting in the breeze. Free of his hitae-ate, he looks almost younger. Smaller, even. Like there isn't as much responsibility on his shoulders, like - like he’s just a man, relaxed and happy, at Obito’s side.

He takes a deep pull from the bottle, glancing away so his flush isn't visible. Probably fails. 

He’s working up the courage to lay at his side, maybe even brush Shisui’s hand with his own before he actually combusts, when he feels it.

Eyes on him. He’s honed in on the sensation - Shisui feels it, too; he doesn't sit up, does not reach for the tanto Obito knows he has hidden under his shirt. Doesn't so much as lose his smile - but his body goes motionless as still water, the mirth in his eyes vanishing as they spin red, his gaze sharpening to a point as he sweeps his eyes across the treeline.

Obito thinks he feels his dick twitch. Not the time.

He huffs a put-upon sigh, takes another pull from the wine. It lingers in the back of his throat, bitter as tears. Hopes for a moment that it’ll come out unscathed, groans deeper when he knows it probably won't. Obito goes to his feet in one fluid motion, rolling his neck and shifting to a low stance. He sees Shisui move to kneeling at his side, one hand lifting to form a sign - and disappears in a flicker.

He hears what he thinks might be a choking gasp break through the night, sharingan alighting until he can spot three people in the treeline. He narrows his eyes, spots the telltale glint of a hitae-ate - struck through, a deserter. Another sigh, accompanied by a roll of his eyes so grand he can practically hear it. Two missing nin, two Uchiha.

It’s a formality more than anything else. He can't even manage the capacity to give a shit about why they’re here, what Konoha did to dishonor them or whatever, blah blah blah. It’s been a long day, week, year; he’s more annoyed than anything, as he snags a few kunai from the pouch around his thigh and sends them singing towards the deepest shadows with a flick of his wrist. 

“I was having a nice night, man,” he grumbles as he hears a body drop, scrubbing a palm down the side of his face. Shisui’s laughter dances on the breeze, landing at Obito’s side with a ripple of air and a bright smile. He looks up at Obito with a grin turned wry, single brow arched.

“Is that right?” He asks, sounding far too pleased with himself and if that doesn't make something in Obito’s gut clench.

He looks away, crushes some grass beneath the toe of his shoe. He feels about fourteen again, but without goggles and a loud mouth to hide behind this time. He’s a bit miffed about the interruption, struggles to find the silver lining as he realizes this is just yet another failure notched on a long list. 

He’s too deep in his own head to fully register Shisui stepping in front of him, though he’s embarrassed to realize he jolts a bit when he feels a palm sliding along his scarred cheek. Obito blinks to see Shisui with a ponderous look in his eye, brows slightly furrowed and smile wiped clean. 

Obito swallows around the lump in his throat, is already opening his mouth to say something halfway clever, maybe take a step back (run run run away, that’s all he seems to do when he’s under any sort of emotional strain, isn't it? must be an Uchiha thing) in order to regain his bearings - when Shisui steps closer, bridging the gap. Fingertips dancing over the line of Obito’s jaw, watching him with dark eyes that see far too much.

He has to shift himself up on his toes to reach him, which Obito makes a mental note to dedicate proper brainspace to at a later date. For the moment, however, his entire mind is wiped clean at the first touch of pressure on his mouth, and out of the blue Shisui is kissing him. 

The pound of his heart is nearly audible. Obito goes still as stone, hands clenching at his sides. It takes an extra moment or three for him to remember to close his eyes, a thousand differing emotions and sensations beating down into his skull - a shudder runs down his spine, and he realizes Shisui is kissing him.

His palms find Shisui’s hips, rocking him forward to press into his chest. Obito tilts his head down, closes the distance between them; he can feel Shisui smile, pressed intimately like a secret to his mouth. It’s chaste, just a small press of their lips; but even still Obito sighs quietly at the feeling, and lets himself drown beneath it.

Shisui traces aimless patterns on his cheek, puts his entire self into it; lips parting and coming together again, a lazy cascade of kisses that has Obito wondering if Shisui can feel the heat of his flushed face. Thinks for a moment that he should probably be embarrassed about it, and swiftly shuts those thoughts down in favor of memorizing how Shisui’s mouth feels against his own.

“I had a nice night, too,” Shisui eventually whispers, breath mingling with his own and Obito can feel the burning in his chest increase twofold. He nods, wordless, and covers Shisui’s mouth with his own once more.

[x-authorship-x]

My obsession is so bad that i couldn’t think of anything else other than shisui when i was studying so heres some scenarios involving shisui <3 (i’m blaming you 100% for this fixation)

so, here I am. expanding on my last ask abt a minor part of the my shiobi bros au while eating 2~ dollars pancakes. (also if you want PLEASE talk my mind off the naruto timeline you made, i'm interested 👀)

When they were both little– Obito called Shisui “Shishi” and sometimes when Obito wanted to be a little shit, “Sushi.” 

in retaliation, Shisui called Obito “Tobi” (Although, Obito didn’t seem to mind the nickname which infuriates Shisui.) These nicknames are a sign of trust in Shisui’s POV so Shisui never calls him ‘Tobi and usually calls him “Obito-nii” when near other people. 

(It’s a plot point later that Shisui reveals to Kakashi that he called Obito– “Tobi” as a sign of trust.

… Not that Kakashi knew it was a sign of trust or anything. Shisui said that one time when they were drinking together in a bar– and he never said it again after that.)

(Also Obito intentionally chose the name “Tobi” to be his pseudonym because of a) spite b) because lets be fr, its a childish nickname c) he’s a sentimental fucker and he really liked the nickname.)

After Obito ‘died’, whenever he would be called “Shishi” or “Sushi” – Shisui would visibly flinch but after quite some time, people started getting the memo and stopped calling him those two nicknames. 

And while Shisui is grateful for that, despite his flinches he liked being called those nicknames because it's the only impact, reminder, memory, or whatever that Obito well.. Obito was there– in his life.

Or we could totally run from the opposite direction and the Uchiha clan just never called Shisui those nicknames because omg ew Obito???? But I like my first option better lmao

- N

N-anon 😂 please actually study I can't be the bad influence in both of our lives lmao

Ahh, if you'd like a Timeline post, I'd rather it was via it's own ask so that it's got its own post and isn't clogging up this one~ so if anyone interested wants to send me an ask specifically about my Narutoverse Timeline, please feel free

ShiObi bro nicknames... My heart 🥺 Shishi can mean "líon", tho, so Shisui's like "little lion", can you imagine this loyal little fierce bby with crazy curls 😭😭😭 whilst Tobi can mean "to fly" 🥺 to Shisui, this is like his brother is dead and free... To Obito, his new name is that he's free in a different way 🥹

Also I'm dying of laughter at the end of that, you really painted this beautiful picture and then went "hahaha joking ✌️...unless? 👀"

[komorebirabbitwrites]

Another Shisui/Obito fic! First chapter is mostly just a hint of ShiObi, but chapter two will get into the good stuff.

Read it here!

[oh-no-its-bird]

I would love to read founders konoha from the kids, teens and adults based on their interactions so much.

I just want the kids to be 'huh. Not what I was expecting' and just all the horror stories heard

Give the teens so much 'oh no, that's hot' and it's worse bc you were previously enemies so you could pine over an enemy that wasn't available but now it's a chance.

Adults just bonding over their kids antics. Yes I know it would be more but let them bond over than just fighting, though they can be like 'it was cool/difficult move you pulled'

I THINK THAT IT JUST HAS SO MUCH POTENTIAL !!!

Obviously, we see very little of early Konoha as is. And what we do see is all from the perspective of like, those at the very, very top of it, in charge of it all, planning, all that.

THE AMOUNT OF FUCKING "FORBIDDEN ROMANCES" THAT ARE HAPPENING IN THE VILLAGE IS SO REAL THO. LIKE. Ok so u have all these shiobi kids, (many of which are probably wired to be attracted to deadly things, just by virtue of how theyre raised) going from isolated communities where the dating pool consists of arranged marriages and the same guys youve known since u were 5, suddenly thrust into a setting with so many other shinobi kids and clans that it takes actual effort to keep track of. And also you have pre set sterotypes and relationships to go off of just based off of their clan alignment, and all this melodrama about becoming friends (or more) with the people who, a year ago, you were expected to KILL.

And you also have the exact same thing but playing out with allied clans, where some kids are coming to the "rescue" of their allies. I bet some of them like look forward to seeing their allied clan counterparts in whatever monthly or even yearly trips they no doubt beg to be let to go on. Just for the opportunity to see their friends or crushes that one single time a year-- BUT NOW THEY LIVE IN THE SAME VILLAGE !!!

These guys are losing their MINDS

The parents have the most genuine beef between them, even while the children may be louder about it-- but the children's antics are pulling the parents together. Maybe because they need to at least try to set a good example, maybe because they just need someone to be able to share a glance with and go "can you believe this shit?"

I just love thinking ab specifically not even how messy the Uchiha and Senju kids would be living in proximity, but like just tossing in all these different clans from all over.

Bc at first, when its just Senju and Uchiha, its at least straight forward. But then you start mixing in other major clans-- Hyuuga, Nara, and it gets messier. And then the smaller clans are also getting mixed in, Orochi, Hatake, Shiranui, etc. And then more big clans arrive, and even more smaller, and now there are civilians here, and a lot of the younger clan members have never even interacted with a civilian outside of their jobs, and it's just so messy.

What do you do when a battlefield crush is suddenly living only a few minutes away? When you're suddenly seeing them daily? Even potentially going on missions with them? There's going to be so much pigtail pulling and just awful idiot shinobi flirting via mutual harassment

Anyways I firmly believe that there was a major baby boom in the first couple of years of Konoha being founded, many of which were probably idiot teenagers fooling around bc they couldnt manage to go on a mission with an enemy clan member without the crazy tension getting to them, send tweet.

ALSO !!! It would be such a great medium to tackle writing fun clan rumors and stereotypes about clans and also people! I want to see random people gossip about the founders !!!

[domoz]

Little ficlet on senju sibling misunderstanding (ft edo tensei)

The dirt is cold under his fingers, but that's not the only thing making Tobirama hesitate to start digging.

He knows that his jutsu works -- he would never use anything on his brothers without rigorous testing. The animals he'd brought back had all behaved as they should. The man had been… Confused. But he'd reported that he felt no pain or fatigue

He hadn't even realize he'd died, had thought Tobirama had miraculously healed him. But then, his death had been fresh.

It's been much longer for Kawarma and Itama.

'Are you at peace, now?' He wonders, and not for the first time, 'Do you finally have a chance to rest?'

For days his chest has been heavy with uncertainty, though he knows better than to let that show by now.

He has the chance to have his brothers back, and he's not exited. He's terrified.

Is it pure selfishness for him to bring his baby brothers back from whatever peace they have in the afterlife and into the world that hurt them so badly? Would they understand why he did it? Would they forgive him?

He isn't sure.

Tobirama knows by now, that his older brother is not wiser than him in all, or even most things. But when it comes to people's hearts there is no one who's judgement he trusts more.

He wants his brothers back. He wants this awful, terrible decision he's created for himself to be taken out of his hands. He goes to Hashirama.

It's only a few minutes after sunrise when he reaches the main house and at this hour Hashirama will be rising and making his morning tea.

Tobirama almost considers waiting to have this conversation in the clan head's office. It's easier there, to fall into a role, to separate himself from what he's done. But this isn't about clan, this is about family, so he smooths out his clothes as best he can and pads across the floor to join his brother across from the chabudai.

Hashirama smiles at him, delighted and surprised at his presence before taking in the state in which he's arrived and sighing.

"Ah, trouble sleeping last night, otouto?"

"Yes." Tobirama says, because if it's obvious enough to be seen there's no point in denying it to Hashirama. He takes as steadying of a breath as he can without revealing his unease, and reaches for the scroll "I… Have a new justu."

He sets it on the table and doesn't let his fingers twitch as Hashirama rolls it open. It's not all his notes, but it's everything he needs to perform what he's created.

It's not enough for Hashirama to understand it, though, at least not at a glance. His older brother squints and brings the scroll closer to his face, and before he can make a comment about the cramped handwriting Tobirama blurts out, "It can bring back the dead."

Hashirama drops the scroll as if it's burned him, whipping his head up to look at him with wide eyes.

He looks… Horrified, and maybe that answers his question already, but something in his stomach twists and Tobirama wants to… He doesn't know, defend himself at least, so he says, "Those brought back don't feel any pain --"

"No." Says Hashirama and that’s -- that's Hashirama at his most serious, every bit of playfulness gone, the God of Shiobi, "Tobirama, you are never to use this justsu. Don't work on it anymore, don't talk about it to anyone. It is forbidden. Do you understand?"

"Not --" Not even twice? Is what he wants to ask, but Hashirama cuts him off with, "Never. Do you understand, Tobirama?"

He lets out a slow breath.

It was wrong, after all. He's not sure if he feels relived or disappointed or just… Empty.

"I understand." He says. Keeps his eyes down. Misses the way Hashirama looks like he doesn't quite believe him.

[azizyahiaa]

أجلس في ذلك المقهى وأنظر من الزجاج المُطل على الشارع ، المطر يُرسل زخاته بين حين وأخر ، تتلألأ القطرات على الزجاج كلؤلؤٍ يُزين عُنُق امرأة فاتنه .

رائحة القهوة والتبغ يُعبئان أنفي ، وتسري في المكان موسيقى هادئة تصلح لأجواء شتوية كهذه .

أنظر لساعتي انها العاشرة والنصف مساءً ، فتحت روايتي التي أُحاول اكمالها -الفصل السابع -صفحة 152 واسترسلت في القراءة :

أرتحل من مكانٍ لمكانٍ أخر كطير مهاجر يلحق موسم هجرته ، كلاجئٍ يبحث كل فترةٍ عن مكان وعن هوية وعن شجرة يستظل بها بعد ركض طويل تحت الشمس .

هاديءٌ كساحةِ حربٍ فرغت من المقاتلين ، وغاضبٌ ومشتعل كنيزكٍ يوشك على الإصطدام بالأرض .

الفجوة بيني وبين العالم تكبُر وتبعُد يوماً بعد يوم ، أنفصل عنه وأفقد شغفي بجميع الأشياء والأشخاص ، الخواء يُعبيء صد��ي وأفقد الأشياء تلو الاخرى وترتحل رغباتي لطريقٍ أخر غير طريقي.

أمشي كثيراً دون الإهتداء لمكان .

أُربت على ظهر كلباً مشرداً وجدته في شارع مزدحم يبحث عن صديق ، وأُراقب حركات ذلك الطائر الذي يُحلق ويرمق المشهد بنظرة المنتظر للإنقضاض على فريسته القادمة .

في أحيانٍ كثيرة أشعر وكأن العالم لم يُخلق لأمثالنا فأتسائل لماذا خُلقنا ؟

وأعود لأحياه دون أسئلة .

أغلقت الرواية وشردت قليلاً وتسائلت : كيف نتشابه مع أبطال الحكايات لهذا الحد ، وهل يمكن أن تتشابه حكاياتنا ومشاعرنا مع أشخاص أخرين في أراضٍ اخرى وكأننا نعيش ذات الحكاية والحياة ، وهل يُعقل أنك ربما تعيش في حكايةٍ ليست بحكايتك ، وكيف لم يساعنا العالم وضاق علينا إلى هذا الحد ولم تعُد أشياءً كثيرة تثير فضولي أو انتباهي ؟

حتى أني لم أُلاحظ أني فقدت اهتمامي بالعالم منذ فترة .

18 Dec 2022

[justsomeoneunordinary]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

Tagged by @togaki-kun, thank you! 💕

I always feel a bit silly recommending my own work because I’m “just” a short one-shots writer and don’t do anything huge such as worldbuilding, but hey, any fic is creative work, no matter the length, so…

1. Simulacrum (Madara/Tobirama, 4.2k, NR)

Tobirama has memory issues.

I can’t really say much about this fic because no matter what I say, it would be a spoiler. All I can say is that I stepped out of my usual comfort zone and challenged myself with this—and that I pretty much nailed it. I am extremely proud of all the reactions I received :)

2. In Another Time (Bucky/Tony, 1k, T)

It’s the jokes and the smiles and the intelligence behind those bright blue eyes. It’s the way Bucky drawls when he talks. It’s their night walks in the dark under the stars and how the air between them seems to spark. And before Tony knows it, he catches himself staring at those cherry red lips, imagining pulling Bucky behind the trees to steal a kiss. Though as lovely the thought is, as heavy crushes reality upon him and reminds him where and who they are. This is neither place nor time Tony belongs to—he belongs to Rhodey and Pepper and Happy. To F.R.I.D.A.Y. and his bots. To the future. Or, How a chain of certain accidental events lead to certain unexpected feelings with an uncertain future ahead of them.

I just really like the style I wrote this in. The rhymes, the back-and-forth play with the past, present and future to the point that I had readers tell me they had to re-read it to fully grasp everything (positively), the flow of the fic and the way I put so much story into so little words. This one will forever be one of my favorite fics because of its uniqueness.

3. A Sensei’s Job (Does Not Entail This) (Koharu & Tobirama, 1.9k, G)

When Tobirama decided to set a good example by taking on the role of a Jounin-sensei to prepare young Genin fresh out of the ninja academy for the life of a shiobi, he had been a bit nervous, but on the whole, he had been excited and looked forward to the experience and sharing his knowledge with Konoha’s future shinobi. Nothing could’ve prepared him for this, however. “My body is betraying meee!” Or, Koharu struggles with puberty, and Tobirama struggles with a teenager going through puberty.

Honestly, I’m just proud of the pacing and the dialogue of this wee friend here. Those are the two things I struggle the most; my pacing is always off, sometimes more, sometimes less, but it’s just never truly right (except for short ficlets), and dialogue is something I fail so much at that I have multiple fics with no dialogue at all because it’s just so much easier for me to write that way. Here, though? Here both are just right. This fic is nothing special, it’s really just a silly little thing to make you laugh, but I love coming back to it because it just reads so smoothly like no other of my fics. And also, because re-reading it never fails to brighten my day.

4. Sternhagelvoll (Madara/Tobirama, 2.2k, T)

Senju Tobirama stands in front of his house in the middle of the night with a goat on a leash. Senju. Fucking. Tobirama. Stands in front of his house. In the middle of the night. With a goat on a leash. “Are you drunk?” “Like a skunk,” Tobirama confirms, promptly collapsing at his feet. The goat bleats.

Look, humor and crack are my thing. It’s what I write the most and it’s what I’m best at. This one is special tho because it’s hands down the funniest I’ve written so far. I cracked up so hard while writing that I had to take several breaks, and I crack up at the same lines when I re-read it again. I’m just really proud of how fucking funny this one is, and that’s it.

5. Captivated Hearts (Hashirama/Mito, 3.1k, M)

Tobirama repeatedly enters the Land of the Dead to steal Mito’s souls and reanimate them, confident that she won’t catch him, when in reality, it would be so easy for her to pull him in by the foot he so carelessly sets into her realm. But Tobirama has a brother. Senju Hashirama, also known as Inari, is the kami of agriculture, rice, sake and various other things—and he has the kindest eyes Mito has ever seen in a man. With his sun-kissed skin and blinding smile, the warmth he radiates from within, and the joy he brings wherever he goes, he shines brighter than Amaterasu could ever dream of. Mito wants him.

I just love how I wrote Mito and HashiMito here. This fic is really not one of my best written ones—I definitely have better fics—but I still count it to my favorites because as much as I love wholesome HashiMito, I really wanted something in a slightly more grey-ish, dubious area for these two, and I wanted to explore Mito differently than she usually is portrayed in fics. It’s nothing special per se, but it’s special to me, so I consider it one of my proudest fics.

Funny enough, my most popular story that makes me practically a one-hit-wonder didn’t make it on the list but to be honest, I don’t even know why that time travel TobiIzu fic is so popular. It’s one of my better ones, but personally, I don’t count it as one of my proudest xD

Tagging: @iam93percentstardust @pleasetakethis @madbuns and you if you would like to share your proudest fics as well! Please feel yourself tagged from me ♥️

[tobiramamonmari29]

Obito x shisui

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outside perspective:

Obito was busy making his Ham, Cheese and Mayonnaise Baguette. When shisui decided to interrupt him, the older uchiha said nothing, but he didn't want to listen to what his cousin Madara had done. the youngest started to unpack his cousin's sex life, obito listened with annoyed ear. The other started to complain about their own sexual debate. obito, put his knife full of mayo on their counter, he didn't like to do that, since they were both lovers of cooking. The work plan was sacred because of the other and it was irritated and had soiled it unnecessarily.

obito got fed up, he slammed the younger uchiha against the fridge, kissing him with desire and passion and with some anger. He pulled away watching the other catch his breath, Shisui wanted to say a few things but his words were replaced by a moan. obito, had ripped off her T-shirt as he had seen her do so many times on TV.

The older uchiha didn't seem in the mood. Obito slowly started having fun, licking Shisui's already pink and hardened nipples. His hand slid up his pants, he undid the button and then his brayette. shisui jumped against the fridge, he was cold against his skin, his lover's hands counted they were so warm against his pale skin.

Obito, took off his shirt, while he was still mouth to mouth with shisui. he unbuttoned his button, then undid his brayette, he squirmed a little to take off his pants without leaving his lover's touch.

Shisui was getting harder and harder, his boxers starting to get smaller and smaller. Suddenly, Obito spun him around so he was face down on the fridge, his blushing warm cheek grateful for the coolness. the younger uchiha's boxers slipped from his trembling legs, obito was glued to the other, his torso against his back, depositing kisses by the thousands, on his shoulder and neck.

obito, this bent over when shisui wanted to turn his head a hand stopped him, obito smeared mayonnaise on two of his fingers, teasingly he retraced his spine, Shisui moaned at this being sensitive. he continued until he arrived at the place so much desired, he teased the hole of the young plane with the mayonnaise. licking the overflow with his tongue, then following his hands which spread this pretty little ass, he licked the mayonnaise from this little reddened hole, he thrust two of his fingers still coated with mayonnaise into the entrance of shisui who moaned once again today today.

he was stretching, and kneading one of his buttocks with his free hand, his mouth meanwhile, seemed busy tattooing him with her pretty purplish hickeys. He withdrew his fingers, Shisui moaned at the lack, the older uchiha couldn't wait to taste the delicious feeling of being deep inside his lover. he didn't go delicately, the younger uchiha moaned, he wasted no time and started the job.

He moved his hips to the rhythm of the moans, which got louder and louder and he got faster and faster. the beatings didn't stop, he loved the sensations and loved the sound of the mayonnaise, of his penis in his entrance, so melodious. Shisui was coming soon, the poor little boy moaning once again smothered by the hand of his lover who shoved him closer to the fridge. shisui was blushing, his eyes showed only desire and he was drooling on that poor kitchen furniture.

it didn't take long before shisui came moaning against the fridge, he took advantage of the support and the warmth of it to lean much more towards him, while obito came in his turn. unlike mayonnaise, obito was so hot, so good, filling it just right. They both remained a few seconds without saying or doing anything, until obito retired from this gentle warmth.

Obito: would you like a ham mayo baguette after your shower?

shisui: if it is you who prepares it.

Obito: go wash up quickly, oh yes shisui stop talking about Madara's sex life, and don't complain about ours anymore.

Shisui: I'll brag about it instead.

Obito: I prefer.

End.

[tbh-logic]

I was asked to do this trend and I’m not one to deny good ideas 🫡

[ninja-weapons]

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[komorebi-rabbit]

Tagged by @lightweaving!

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs

Hmmm I'm gonna tag the wives @brig-the-plant @cynniminni and @lilibee! Time to fess up, whatcha working on? Mine's in absolutely NO particular order.

Talking to the Moon

ShiSaku Lunar Exchange

ShiObi Succubus

the akatsuki shisui with Mischa

"Reprising" (A sasosaku)

Heretic

Prostitute AU

Untitled TobiIzu/TobiKaga

"Doctor" (I dont even know)

kisaita -- I think this is Hiraeth

Gladiator

Sasuke Time Travel

Flipside of the Graveyard

Water Under the Bridge

kkita "Grim"

Shiita mermay

Golden Veil of Autumn

Honey & Harvest

Stripper/Yakuza Shiobi

Sea Foam Woman

White Crow

akatsuki shisaku

[redsamuraiii]

Before there was Ghost of Tsushima, there was Revenge of the Shinobi. 

Hoping this SEGA Classic Game would make a comeback similar to that of Streets of Rage 4.

[x-authorship-x]

I just got this image of Kushina and Minato deciding to do some training together one time and smol Shisui with his speed just absolutely destroying Kakashi in a spar and Kakashi being super super bitter about it because he's not used to losing LMAO

Kakashi: this is dead last Obito's kid brother? OW

Shisui: *having drop kicked kakashi into an early grave* don't be mean to Obi-nii!!!

Obito: VINDICATIONNNNN

Rin: 👁️👄👁️

Kushina, having the time of her life:

Minato, knowing this is going to make life even more unbearable: