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Izutobi + Trans Izuna + ??? Tobirama + Arranged Marriage + No one did any communication about it
"Having second thoughts?" Tobirama meets Izuna's eyes coolly from where he kneels by the head of the futon. "You know full well that it's too late for that. And don't give me that look -- I'm about as excited by this as you seem to be."
Tobirama has stripped out of his wedding clothes since Izuna last saw him. Now he waits in a simple cotton yukata, hair damp like he’s just bathed even though it hasn’t been more than fifteen minutes.
Izuna forces himself to release his grip on the doorframe so he can step inside. He hadn't been able to win himself many concessions, but privacy after the wedding was one he fought hard for. Silencing seals flare to life across the walls and windows as the door slides shut.
He doesn't move any closer.
"I meant what I said the first time the word marriage was spoken. I won't touch you, and if you try to touch me you're going to suffer for it for the rest of your short life."
"Yes, you've made that exceedingly clear." Tobirama says dryly, "There's a reason the marriage contract only obligates us to have children instead of consummate. You understand we don't have to actually touch each other for that?"
"Children of our blood, in case you've forgotten." Because the language used was pulled straight from old Uchiha contracts. "You clearly understand that we can't manage that without sex, or else you wouldn't be sitting there."
He resists the urge to cross his arms, but Tobirama doesn't, instead folding his in a way Izuna must have seen over a hundred times in the last year.
"I only need you to provide the material. I trust you're more than capable of handling that on your own."
For the first time in his entire history of dealing with Tobirama, Izuna is brought up short.
"The material."
Tobirama wears a look of distaste as he explains. "Your semen. I'm only here to offer you a sealing scroll to put it in -- but if you distrust me that badly any clean container will do. I can take care of it from there."
"I--" The emptiness in his head lasts far longer than is acceptable, but Tobirama is frustratingly patient when it's inconvenient for him. "I cannot."
"You--" Tobirama is clearly angry before he cuts himself off -- but he wouldn't be Tobirama if he couldn't recognize something as simple as a choice of words, and it's replaced with careful consideration before he finishes. "You cannot."
Then again, Izuna wouldn't be Izuna if he wasn't able to pick up on the implication right back, "…I cannot. Can I assume that since you're asking me, that you cannot either?"
"…No. I cannot." The mixture of irritation and confusion on Tobirama's face would delight him under any other circumstance, and Izuna will think back on it with great fondness later, but right now his ears are ringing with surprise so loudly he almost doesn't hear when Tobirama shakes his head and says, "This certainly complicates things."
"No, really?" Izuna says, his sarcasm almost a reflex when it comes to Tobirama. And then he realizes that, as Tobirama pushes himself to his feet, he still looks like he's thinking. "…What are you planning?"
"To do research. I'll be out of your way now."
Izuna almost, almost lets him go without a fight seeing as how he's just had a number of revelations that he'd like to think on. But if there's one thing more terrifying than Tobirama doing research, it's Tobirama doing research on how the two of them are going to have children together.
"No. I'm going with you." He decides, "If it's my kid, I want to know how it gets made."
Tobirama does not look pleased. Still, after clearing reigning back whatever his first thought was, he replies, "I suppose you're going to have to be involved in the process at some point."
Izuna shoots him a sharp smile, pushing the door right back open. The sound of distant celebration rushes back in as the seal breaks.
"Alright then Tobirama. Let's go make a baby."
#i have thoughts about how they got Into this situation but i will leave that 2 your imagination#oops! no writing tag
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Little fic in the same AU as this one
When Madara decided to duck into this cave to wait out this spring storm, the last thing he expected to find was Tobirama Senju's corpse.
Because that's what it is, without a doubt. Waxy, bloodless, somehow even paler than Madara thought possible. Not breathing. When Madara calls on his sharingan, he sees no heartbeat either.
There are not many clues. Tobirama looks uninjured as far as he can see, and the sparkle of ninja wire alerts him to the traps that have been scattered around. Tobirama does not appear to have expected to die; he's curled up on one side like he got cold in his sleep.
Poison, maybe?
Madara tells himself that it's wariness that drives him forward. Or morbid curiosity. Anything that could take out this Senju so cleanly is worth knowing about.
He quickly revises his guess as he disables enough of the traps to move closer. Every step he takes, the temperature drops until his breath is misting in the air and the chill is biting through his clothes. Somehow, the Senju has managed to die of hypothermia.
Madara carefully prods the body with his gunbai, flips it over, but still sees no cause. He wonders if this is something Tobirama did to himself. If he was trying to develop some new seal or jutsu to fight Izuna with and ended up freezing himself to death.
If he did, then Madara should feel nothing but satisfaction. As it is, that's just one in the complicated mess of feelings that he's choosing to ignore.
(Like this, curled up small and face slack, Tobirama Senju looks his age. Madara didn't remember that it was the same as Izuna's until now).
There's nothing to be done, truly. Madara briefly entertains the idea of taking Tobirama's body and returning it to his clan, but it would be a pointless gesture, and would invite more problems than it would be worth.
…Maybe he'll send a message, just to be sure they find the body. He would hope for nothing less if it was one his own clansmen, much less--
He shudders and steps back as a strange draft seems to blow through the cave and chill it even further. If this continues, they'll find his body well preserved at the very least.
The rain hasn't stopped, but Madara turns and leaves the cave anyway. He'd rather get wet than freeze himself standing next to a corpse.
He's about to take to the branches when he hears a gravelly "Uchiha."
Slowly, he turns back around. Tobirama sways unsteadily at the mouth of the cave. On his feet. Walking and breathing, but still so cold that his whole body sheds mist.
Horrible jutsu. Madara decides hysterically, swinging his war fan around to protect himself from the scrawny undead Senju. Horrible, terrible jutsu
Tobirama does not look impressed. That he can look unimpressed right now is a miracle.
"Your brother." He says, miming long hair down the front. Like Kou used to--"Says to stop leaving sweets at his shrine, he wants umeboshi instead."
Madara does not move a muscle. He should be furious, but is that claim really so far-fetched when he was just--
Tobirama sighs deeply, "And stop trying to make the cucumber horse. He says Izuna does it better."
Then as though he hasn't said and done something completely insane, Tobirama turns and lopes off towards Senju land. He's still slow and unsteady, and Madara knows he could catch him if he chased.
He doesn't. He thinks he might need to pray before encountering that Senju again.
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dont forget, hikaku's arbitrary birthday is June 9th!!!!
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You need to draw and make art or else all the images will stay in your head and you'll get sick
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Another sketch dump based on twitter suggestions!
#Naruto blog for Naruto things#when the canvas has tobuirama AND mituki AND tenten hiii#and yet i think the face i like most is kagami's like hes PISSED
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Hello Zukki Nation, please let me in
#atla blog for atla things#ohh the way facs are drawn here is so nice#everyones gotta softness to em and so much peronallity shines through...
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madatobi
the continuation of a dramatic court encounter between a visiting madara and an undercover tobirama
pt1 & pt2
#Naruto blog for Naruto things#hi have i rbed this already anyways#(screaming) (writhting) (darkly writhing) (apply damage over time) etc etc#is anyone suprised how much i like this after mdtb week#LIKE#POINTING when tbrm view gender presentation as a tool!! YAY!!!!#also when he wears makeup :)
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Tobiizu kiss I’m not using anymore but am still happy with 🩵
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more ocs (suna and kiri)
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"I've made a new friend today, lamb."
Trudging along, bells toiling, the god of mercy visits the plains once more in search of lost souls in need of saving. A lush flower grove grows beneath their hooves, only to quickly rot and age underneath the crimson cloak. The scent of herb coated the ancient long gone architecture with new vigor.
Narinder still clings to their ancient master, loyal as always joining the solemn walk. He announces his blessed day, he made a friend, looking up to the towering beast for a sign that he has been heard. He almost wishes to choke a sob, for he sees there's none.
A trudge, new life, for it to end, the echos of chimes, an omen of sleep. He remembers the days when he despised the infant god for being so childish, the cursed mocking laughter of a sickly kind soul, to see the joy written on their face, to see how proud they were when the news was given. Delight that Narinder is no longer so lonesome with the new family.
He'd give anything to break this damned curse, just to see that annoying, pitiful, awful, smile again.
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the bestest gruncle ever spending some quality time with his lil princess🤏
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Utagawa Hiroshige II 二代目 歌川広重 (1826 - 1869).
Aussi connu sous les noms de Shigenobu (重宣) et de Risshō (立祥).
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small bits of my lil r63 madatobi au within an au that i've been having fun with behind the scenes (read: self indulgence) for a couple years, it's a hired guard madara and clan heiress tobirama story
#Naruto blog for Naruto things#hi! howling and frothing at the mouth thanks!#madaras tired face...#ironic how making tobirama a literal princess does not mark a change in personallity :?#madara outift is so eye pleasing to me...
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