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domoz · 11 months

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Ooooo okay I am AWFUL at drabbles so this is more of a prompt in general with a side of hope that it's compatible with drabbles but: Hikaku, for whatever reason, watching Tobirama fight prior to peace, without any significant reason he should interfere (so like, Tobirama isn't trying to kill Izuna or an Uchiha client, probably)(maybe if the client is REALLY awful)

Yeah... this one pretty much got me thinking right away so thanks.

Cw: Violence + Body Horror (canon typical)

It's honestly easy to forget, sometimes, that Tobirama Senju does not have a sharingan.

There's the red eyes, for one, and the incredible speed and reaction time that it's rare to see in one without his clan's doujutsu. But more than that…

Hikaku tracks Tobirama as he twists pasts a barrage of spikes, as he uses the momentum of the move to duck under a blade of bone another shinobi has extended from their wrist and brings up and kunai to cut their throat cleanly instead of being stabbed. Watches as without even a pause, he turns to block another blade as it sweeps in from the side.

He does not know what Tobirama might have done to provoke Kaguya clan into attacking him in the middle of a village market, but Hikaku is certain that intel will be valuable. That's why, despite the fact that he may well be attacked by both parties if he's seen -- the Kaguya traditionally being aggressive towards the Uchiha, which is what makes this so interesting -- he's stayed, watching from underneath shadow of the top gable of a nearby roof.

Though it's looking more and more likely that he would only have to worry about drawing Tobirama's attention towards him, as with a shunshin and a twist of his sword another shinobi crumples to the ground, blood spraying on the dirt.

That's the other thing -- Hikaku has fought the Kaguya on rare occasion, and they are dangerous. Their fighting style is reckless, with hardly any sense of self-preservation, and often catches even seasoned warriors off guard. Tobirama is -- had been -- outnumbered, seemingly surprised, and yet in just a few movements had appeared to understand exactly what he was up against and how to counter it.

And he does not have to sharingan, or the so-called prescience that comes with it. Apparently, his mind simply just works that fast.

Perhaps Izuna's complaints have some real credence to them after all.

A water bullet with enough force to slice muscle takes out the tendon of Tobirama's final enemy, and forces him to his knees, Tobirama shunshins again -- behind him -- to finish the fight with another blade to the spine. Only this Kaguya clan member is quick enough to erupt of nest of spikes from the spot, catching Tobirama's sword in place.

Tobirama's other arm swings around, kunai going cleanly through an unprotected eye. As though he had predicted that very thing was going to happen.

Just as efficiently as he had killed them, Tobirama gathers their bodies and begins going through their things. Removing any clues to what this was all about, no doubt, but Hikaku doesn't dare step in to try and stop him. That encounter does not appear to have even left Tobirama winded, and he doesn't have backup.

A scroll is taken from what must have been the captain's sleeve and hidden beneath armor. Having found what he's looking for, the Senju leans forward and closes the lids of the Kaguya shinobi's eyes -- a small dignity for them that Hikaku is surprised to see -- before turning away. And as he does, those red eyes sweep over their surroundings, pausing on Hikaku just long enough to make it clear: Tobirama knows that he's there; has probably known the entire time.

But Tobirama leaves going another direction, and doesn't start another fight.

#i can go either way on the fanon that is tobirama's sensing #but when its there the unerring ability to be able to find hidden things is ALSO comparable to the sharingan #so this is... something. lmao #oops! no writing tag #tobirama senju #hikaku uchiha #umm i guess this counts as #ask meme #me @ me: girl you need to write shorter things. my god

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digitalta · 3 years

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Hi! Just wanted to say I love celestial bodies it's AMAZING!! I read it immediately after reading Sharingan rising and those two fics give me a completely different view about the whole worldbuilding business and I just love your fic so much and the art you made is BEAUTIFUL and I love Sasuke in indecent clothes!!! Thank you for that beautiful fic!!

Ps: Did you read Hiding in the leaves by iluxia? It has a really different Konoha worldbuilding too!! If you've read it what are your thoughts about it? Celestial bodies, Sharingan raising, Hiding in the leaves and Harrowed hearts are my favourite Naruto fics so I'm curious about your thoughts about them! Have a nice day 🧡

HELLO

I don't get as many people commenting or mentioning my work with Celestial Bodies as compared to my other stories (I blame the fandom sizes and trends), but I must admit...those who do comment are unfathomably insightful.

Sharingan Rising is such an inspirational story to me. It was a huge turning point for me- not necessarily as a fanfiction author. I think it really gave me my first true example of how you can incorporate preexisting mythology or religious works into entirely different themes and plots. I know it seems really straightforward, but a lot of modern literature keeps various thematic trends or ideas super separate and in tidy little categories. What @weialala-leia did (alongside Hazel the glorious god) didn't only change how I read and think of stories, but it gave me a freedom of independent style. I enjoy writing body horror or surrealism, and they were the gentle unknowing guide that showed me how to use that.

I just checked and I'm not familiar with Hiding in the Leaves, but I am familiar with blackkat who wrote (ignoring the absolutely insane number of stories) what inspired it. The story of Harrowed Hearts is familiar to me, but I can't precisely tell you any details of it. I know I've read it at some point but I'm primarily interested in Sasuke or the Uchiha Drama so I tend to gravitate towards other stories.

If you're curious, I tend to have freakishly high standards for my bookmarks. In Naruto, I'd happily recommend you anything written by AnxietyPickle or RecklessWriter, they're my go-to for Sasuke stories. But, if you are really curious....there's a single Kakashi-centric oneshot that actually inspired a lot of the spiritual components I used in Celestial Bodies and Anomalies.

Try it out, you may just like it.

#ao3fic #ao3 writer #oceanbreeze #oceanbreeze7 #a:oceanbreeze7 #celestial bodies #celestial bodies and anomalies #parallax #fic rec #naruto fic #naruto ficrec #naruto

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mimi-love-4ever · 6 years

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Training

SasuSaku Month 2018 - Day 15: Training Rating: T A/N: This is a continuation of Day 8 (Flowers). Couldn’t resist. ;) Thank you for reading and I hope you like it!

Day 8 (Flowers)

Day 14 (Wait For Me)

It had been a week since Tsunade had finally allowed Sakura to come back to work, having extended her leave for a couple more days. Thanks to Sasuke and his ever observant eyes watching her every wince of discomfort and small lack of appetite. She would have been upset if this had been any other situation, but she used her new free time to spend time with Sasuke and even the other boys. However, for some reason, Sakura started having bouts of insomnia and the little she did manage to sleep was plagued with nightmares. She was no stranger to nightmares. She had been in a war and seen countless of people die, some right under her hands, but after seeking a couple of counseling sessions she was able to cope with the horrors she saw. The last time she had a full-fledged nightmare was about a year ago, so when another one invaded her dreams, she was not prepared for it. The only thing she was thankful for was that Sasuke had not been around to hear her scream or see her rocking on her bed trying to forget the images.

Working long, and sometimes tedious, hours was a blessing in disguise for Sakura. Most of the time they left her so exhausted that she had no room to think or dream. She’d come home late at night, check on Sasuke - he’d moved back in with her - in the guest room and faceplant her bed. It wasn’t perfect, or entirely healthy, but it was a system that kept her moving forward. That is, until it didn’t work anymore.

After the fourth consecutive night of nightmares and insomnia, she’d had enough. She threw the sweat covered sheets away from her angrily and got dressed in a pair of leggings then threw on a light sweater over her tank top. She snatched a pack of kunai to wrap around her leg and an old pair of sneakers from her closet, and headed towards her window. Knowing full well she was sneaking out like a rebellious teenager - from her own apartment - as to not rouse Sasuke’s suspicion, made her feel the tiniest bit of guilt, but she wanted to be alone. Although she and Sasuke had grown impossibly close ever since he came back, there was still that fear that she’d do something that would somehow make him realize she was still that weak girl from all those years ago.

Once Sakura slipped outside quietly, she took to the roofs and ran to one of the far training grounds on the Northside of Konoha enclosed by a multitude of trees. It was secluded and gave her the privacy she wanted, not to mention the wooden posts placed strategically in various areas that offered her a source to vent her frustrations on. She sighed heavily, glanced at the waning moon wistfully, and began jogging around the field to warm-up. She ran mindlessly for a couple of laps before zeroing in on the wooden posts and hitting them in sequence. The harsh texture of the wood rubbed against her bare skin painfully since she didn’t have her gloves with her, but the sensations were welcomed. They distracted her.

Again and again she aimed her fists at the posts, each hit landing harder than the next. It was impossible to tell how long she kept at it, for her mind had finally wandered away from what kept her up at night, until one particular blow stung much more deeply than the rest. Sakura’s eyes refocused on the scene in front of her and winced as she looked at her bruised and bloody knuckles. Her heartbeat drummed quick against her chest and her breathing was labored. A small bead of sweat ran down her neck, letting her know just how hard she had been training. Not entirely satisfied, but in no mood to cause any real damage to herself, Sakura sat down on the grass and let herself fall on her back as she tried to calm down. The wind blew mercifully through the trees and the grounds, cooling the perspiration on her flushed skin.

“Stop being weak, Haruno,” she whispered to herself gazing at the stars. “They’re just nightmares, nothing more.”

She couldn’t help but wonder how Sasuke coped with his nightmares. She wouldn’t pretend that she hadn’t heard him once or twice, muttering countless I’m sorry’s and names of people long since passed, in his sleep when she’s gotten home from work. His episodes never lasted as long as hers and she wondered if he found a way to deal, or if he simply grew used to them, which was a really sad thought.

“I’ll need to inform Tsunade if you keep talking to yourself like that.”

Sakura shot up from the ground with a startled squeak and faced the direction where the voice had come from. Standing against the trunk of a tree, looking as calm as ever, was her dark-haired companion. His cool midnight orbs locked on her anxious jade eyes with such intensity, she felt a shiver run down her spine and all the way down to her toes. He was in nothing but sweatpants and a black t-shirt. The disarray of his hair was enough to suggest he had been sleeping not long ago.

“S-Sasuke,” she managed to say after a few moments of composing herself. “What are you doing here?”

He ignored her question, keeping her rooted to her spot with only his stare. “Midnight training?”

“Eh, yeah, something like that,” Sakura finally managed to answer.

“Hn.” Sasuke pushed away from the trunk, never breaking eye contact, and approached her slowly.

Sakura stayed rooted to her spot, watching his every step as he came closer to her. For a second she felt like her anxiety shot through the roof, but as he stopped right in front of her, a strange sense of serenity settled over her. Sasuke grabbed one of her still bleeding hands and frowned, inspecting the wounds.

“Tell me what’s wrong, Sakura,” he murmured softly as he started wiping away the blood with his shirt. A tight knot formed in her throat at the concern she could see shining in his eyes. She shook her head in response, finally breaking eye contact. “I see… How about a spar, then?”

“What?”

Sasuke smirked. “Spar with me, Sa-ku-ra.”

All thoughts flew out the window at the sight of his smirk, which seemed way more sensual than Sakura cared to admit. But she still enjoyed it.

“Fine, Sa-su-ke.”

She tugged her hand away from his and healed the wounds, threads of excitement filling her at the prospect of some training alone with her dear Sasuke. They both stepped closer to the middle of the training ground.

“Nothing fancy, just the basics,” Sasuke stated, sensing her low chakra levels.

He moved first without waiting for confirmation and went on the offensive. Just like when they trained together all those weeks ago, he tested her reflexes and defensive stances to get a better read of her fighting style. And just like before, her forms were powerful and well-developed. She had been the Godaime’s apprentice after all.

They circled each other, throwing a kick or punch here and there, testingly. Though they both kept their expressions neutral, as to not give anything away, on the inside they both felt an inescapable connection pulling them closer and closer until they had no choice but to collide. Sasuke felt a wave of desire burn through his being as he regarded the pink-haired kunoichi. The air crackled with electricity around them.

Sakura shot forward and engaged him in a series of well-aimed punches that would have knocked him out for sure if he let one land. The tables turned as he went on the defensive and Sakura wasted no time in keeping up. All the frustrations she had been keeping in burst forward and fueled her attacks, increasing in speed and voracity. It was enough to awaken his sharingan to keep him from falling under her attacks.

They spared against one another until they both collapsed on the ground, exhaustion weighing down their limbs. Sakura pulled Sasuke down to lay on his back next to her to regain their breathing. A calm silence settled between the two for a while as they stared up at the sky.

“Nightmares, right?” Sasuke spoke up after a while.

She wanted to deny it, but she couldn’t lie to him. “Yes.”

“Does it happen often?” He asked.

“Not for a while now, honestly,” she replied, shrugging. “After the war, it happened every night, but I’ve learned to cope with the things I’ve seen. I guess it just never really goes away and sometimes I don’t have the ability to deal with them.”

“I’ve learned that sometimes it’s not about dealing with them,” Sasuke said turning his head to face her. Sakura turned to look at him too, curiously.

He raised his hand from the grass and caressed her cheek tenderly. The unexpected action caused a blush to tint her cheeks. He couldn’t help but smile slightly.

“Sometimes, you have to replace those nightmares with something else. Something more valuable…” Sasuke trailed off in a whisper, leaning towards her slowly.

Their lips met in the middle. A thousand butterflies exploded in her stomach and her heart sped up like a hummingbird’s wings as it filled up with her love for him. Her body moved on its own, scooting closer to him until there was no space in between them. Neither complained, reveling in the warmth of their bodies combined. Sasuke slid his hand from her cheek down to her smooth neck and further down to her waist. Sakura gasped into his mouth as he tentatively squeezed the small amount of flesh that been exposed with her sweater riding up. She felt her body come alive with his touch, and may the stars fall from the night sky and the sun dry up, she never wanted him to stop.

#ssm18 #ssm18d15 #sasusakumonth2018 #sasusakufanfic #prosasusaku

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sumigakure · 6 years

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Prompts Masterlist

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Red Strings

In a world where a fully matured Sharingan can see the Red Strings of Fate, how far might one person go to protect the person that they were born to love?

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Addams Family Naruto

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Scorch Style

The one tail has the magnet release, the two tail has blue flames, three has coral attacks, four has lava, five has steam, six has acid, seven has wings and chakra threads, and even eight has ink that can be used offensively. The nine tails though doesn’t have any of that… Or does he? […]

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Nagato restarts Uzushiogakure

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Founders Ageswap

I want to see a AU where Tobirama and Izuna are the older brothers and Hashirama and Madara are the younger brothers. What changes? What stays the same? Pairings are not required but MadaTobi is preferred.

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Reincarnation - Shared Headspace

What if a more… evident trace is left of Ashura, Indra, Hashirama and Madara? In a similar vein to Inner Sakura, Naruto and Sasuke can hear the ghosts of their previous incarnations snipping at one another in the Pure Land, while also advising their new bodies forms personalities incarnations on how to get stronger.

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Sex Pollen Exists

This is not a sexy prompt - unless you want it to be, of course! So, the prompt: write a story where sex pollen exists. It does not have to be a crazy PWP - it might even be funnier if it isn’t? Maybe it’s the story of why people were really afraid of Hashirama’s Mokuton, or why the Forest of Death is strictly forbidden during the rainy season, or even one of poor Tenzo’s training mishaps while he was in Root.

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Escaped Pet Animal

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Kumo Nin Wanted!

The Akatsuki have missing nin from Konoha, Kiri, Suna, and Iwa, but not Kumo. How about a story that uses an already existing Kumo nin or an original one as an Akatsuki member. Give them reasons for joining or deserting the village and just how they'd act around the rest.

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Protagonist Akatsuki

The version of the story where the Akatsuki are the wacky protagonists who are trying to bring peace to the world through various bad decisions. Except Kakuzu, he’s just here cause they pay him.

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Blood-born Biju

The biju are the seeds of the blood drinking tree and embody/ govern the behaviors that led to that blood being spilled in the first place.

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Inhuman!Uchiha

Uchiha are not entirely human - while everyone else is normal. Can be applied to different genres like HORROR (aka Itachi is a scary son of a bitch) or HUMOR (i.e. Sasuke is obviously not human and Team / completely blind to it) ... just go ahead.

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Fan Sign Language

"Due to their large use and popularity, fans began to affect gestures and thus a fan “sign language” developed between 1711 and 1740. . .This “speaking fan” created a system whereby motions of the fan translated into letters of the alphabet." -- Wikipedia, "European hand fans in the 18th century". The Uchiha using fan movements to talk to each other. Just imagine the things Shisui and Itachi would sign during boring meetings.

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Genius Support Group

Genius Support Group where the genius' of Konoha go to find solace from everyone else. Because they Do Not Understand. (Because honestly? Of all the geniuses we meet, I think maybe only Minato ever showed any signs of being socially intelligent. This could be So Much Crack.)

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Loyal to Konoha

Struggling with identity crisis, Kabuto finds another solution: maybe he's discovered by a Yamanaka looking for pet project, maybe he stumbles upon Third who's having a bout of guilty conscience or is insightful enough to not use him as infiltrator himself, or something else. Either way, he's now wired as loyal to Konoha, outside Danzo's clutches. Might not have a grasp on conventional morality, but he's sure in his purpose. Legendary medic? Helping fellow orphans? Something different?

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