*Naruto, at the Uchiha compound to take Sasuke on a date* Shisui: So, kid ... where you taking our little bro tonight? Naruto: We were going to go on a long walk, then have a picnic down by the lake, dattebayo. Itachi: A picnic? With foods YOU prepared, I assume? Naruto: Of course! I made sandwiches and potato salad and for a surprise, a big chocolate cake. Obito: Oi, oi, oi ... chocolate cake? Really? Naruto: What's wrong with that? Itachi: Sasuke hates sweets, that's what's wrong with that. Shisui: Mm. We tried to make him a cake for his last birthday, and he took it outside and lit it on fire. Naruto: Seriously?? Dang; what do I do now?! Obito: Don't worry, kid, we have a backup for cases like these ... *goes to the cabinet and takes out a handful of tomatoes* Shisui: Sasuke LOVES tomatoes. Tomatoes will make up for anything in that basket. Naruto: So ... so our dessert should be a handful of tomatoes instead of the chocolate cake? Obito: Don't be ridiculous ... you put a lot of work into that cake, right? Why let it go to waste? Itachi: *gets up, picks up one of the tomatoes, and sticks the entire thing into the cake* Naruto: W-what the -- *Shisui and Obito stick in the other tomatoes, until the cake is a runny, tomato-stuffed horror* Obito: There ya go, kid! Now your date will the best ever! Naruto: Sasuke, coming down the stairs: I'm ready, dobe. *Naruto picks up the picnic basket and the two walk out the door and down the road. Once they're out of sight, the other three burst out laughing* Obito, tears running down his cheeks: Oh man ... can you picture Sasuke's face when he sees that crap?! Shisui: I don't get it, Itachi. Why'd you want to sabotage your little brother's date like that? Itachi: Two reasons: one, I don't care what anyone says, he's too young to date. Perhaps a spectacularly awful date will help him to realize that. Obito: And the other reason? Itachi: He "forgot" that it was his turn to wash the dishes last night, and my father made ME do them instead. Such treachery cannot go unanswered. Obito and Shisui:

Still thinking about reborn au Deidara and Shisui hooking up, btw. Somehow they didn't realise Tori would have such a negative reaction to them exiting a bedroom together. No foresight, those two.

they were so concerned about itachi not finding out they completely forgot about tori. rookie mistake smh

Day 11: Sleepy (or in this case, morning) sex

so…there’s going to be a naruto live action, how we feelin’ rn? i hope we get to see a tiny little bit of shisui in there, i hope he’s hot and not americanized. please, us shisui stans are already miserable enough

Obito: Isn't it supposed to be "You saved my life now I owe you a debt?"

Shisui: Nope, other way around! You saved my life, now I'm your problem. If you don't like it, you can just kill me.

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Has passed away almost a year since he was captured and brought back to Konoha alive. From winter to summer and winter again....

He never even considered the possibility of surviving the confrontation. His arrogance cost him deeply, for the village and its elders were not ready to let him go.

Did he ever consider the possibility of escaping? He discarded that idea the moment his wrists joints and neck were branded with curse jutsu, or as they call it now living prison jutsu. It was over. For this jutsu will not let him leave or fight. Seal was made to burn through his joints and wrists if he do not stop fighting. Seal also contained all of his chakra in. Without a possibility to use it. And third, if he tries to escape seal around his neck will behead him. His jailor Toshizō never far- like an additional shadow. Toshizō and Shisui were childhood friends and now they are a jailor and prisoner.

That shop? Still, stands? A bit bigger but still the same as when he was a child, swinging the owner's daughter on a swing, laughing and training together. Upon entering for the first time she was there. He would recognize her everywhere. He doubted that she would like to see him now. He didn't plan to come again anyway.

Wrong! He is regular now, better said part of her shop.

Snow covered all the tracks. This was his fault. He decided to avoid her. This winter came with lots of snow. She was outside cleaning, and there was by her side that bastard of his guard dog Toshizō. The man was not doing anything wrong, he even offered to help her clean the path to her shop. At that moment there was human emotion that he could feel. It was jealous.

"Who the hell gave you permission to sniff around?" Without mercy, Shisui punched the man in the face. Shackle jutsu prevented Shisui from using chakra, and it burned him when he tried to fight, looks like burning was not enough. A slap across his face stopped him, more like stunned him before she stormed back into her shop. She slapped him, in any other man that may awake outrage. In him that tension and interest growing tenfold now.

Leaning over, to her now, over the bar, she cleans his wrist, cursed shackle jutsu made his wrist bleed. He didn't care, not many people had the guts to even look his way far less to hit him. She cleans and wraps his wrist with bandages.

Tips of his fingers traced over her skin, at first just over her knuckles, over her tattoo. The fingers of a murderer were gentle and soft like a feather, able to cause pleasure and able to leave warm traces over her skin. She didn't pull away. She was just looking at him, and he was at her. That need, that urge to kill, to lift human skin just to see what is inside was gone now. With her was none existent, with her he was able to see all the colors.

Lingering touch continues to dance over her hair, safely tucking it behind her ear, with the outside of his fingers, with his knuckles he caressed her neck and her jaw. Men took him away...

After the incident, he was absent for ten days. A punishment was delivered for hitting Toshizō. Body pain and torture have no meaning has no effect on Shisui. He was tortured a thousand times, mentally and physically. All that bleaches before the true pain he was forced to feel during his time with the Akatsuki. Ninja can be strong he can be number one. But face him with Pain and his black rods that block all chakra and send constant pulse-like pain, combine it with three days of no food or water. Well, food can be tolerated but without water, your body starts to wither and your mind refuses to work going almost mad with thirst. For that three days, no drop of rain fell and it's always raining there!

He came back one day she was injured, he asked but what good that can bring? He can not leave and find that person, he is useless to her. He should never have allowed himself to bring her, them into this position. This is exactly why he discarded his human emotions. And when her fingers brushed his wrist all was blown away, it was just her and nothing else mattered. The whole life of his narrows to this moment. Her gentle touch is all he needs, it breathes life back into him, it sends sweet shivers over his spine.

"Please tell me what happened to you while I was gone?" He didn't know how to tell her I care for you. He was not sure is that even right to tell her, she could do much better than him. He presses a gentle kiss on her brow. He was dressed differently, covering most of his skin, so that she can not see bruises and cuts. He is unworthy to be the reason for her pain and worry.

"I have something to give you before I get back to work"

I had once this weird dream (but that I really liked tbh) where TBOAH world was going to end but, like, not for the White Star nor anything.

It was just going to die spontaneously and everyone there was going there was just going to join the flow of souls (think of it like the rukh in Magi, because my unconscious likes to add Magi hints to everything. Love that anime tho).

But due bad timing synchronization, the flow was already too filled and if it happened, souls would collide against each others and the sequels would cause massive amounts of chaos and stuff in the other worlds from the sane section.

Which was obviously bad.

So the gods in charge of that section decide that the best action course (and the only plausible one) is getting a conductor to direct the energy and souls of this world smoothly into the flow. Of course, the conductor has to be a living being with a strong will to be able to drive a whole ass world's living essence into a single path.

Ideally, the conductor also had to have a connection with Time. After all, time and space were linked and redirecting life into the flow was separating it from a time-space and releasing it into a river where time and space worked different (if it did. Work, that is.)

A regressor, they decided. The conductor has to be a regressor.

Then, the God of Death— because of it was him— nominated a human child. A god from a different section, but who also was responsible for a world in this one, seconded it.

After inspecting said human, the gods agreed he would be a good choice.

So, Eruhaben went on a trip— his last one in this life— to Rain City, because the world tree requested him to find a person.

A child that was supposed to bring an end and a new start to this world and its people.

Well, the world tree had said that this human was technically an adult. But for Eruhaben who had lived for thousands of years, a human who wasn't even on his second decade was practically a little kid.

Cale Henituse.

What was special about him, that the gods believed him capable of accomplish such a task?

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It went longer but I'm stoping there now. It was a Naruto crossover btw. And that Cale is Og!Cale. He did succeeded leading the world into the cycle, then everyone got reincarnated in Naruto.

Cale was born as his mom's son again and they were both Uzumakis because my brain said that it fits them (my brain it's not wrong, tho). Eruhaben was his dad this time and Karin was his little sister. I don't know if biologic or if she was Cale's relative that they adopted.

I'm pretty sure that the Soo's appeared and CJS was a Hyuuha or an Uchiha (but that could be because I would like him and Shisui to be friends and my brain went with it), KRS was a Nara (no surprises there), I don't remember what about LSH antecedents, and I think they were planning on opening a store together.

it is truly so exhausting that a lot of fans are obsessed with powerscaling and especially powerscaling wrt feats, when so many ""featless"" characters are the result of poor writing

for example fugaku was in the running for hokage against minato, had a whole ass scary nickname known as Wicked Eye, but my partner just said minato clears because fugaku "has no feats." like okay, that's clearly not what you're meant to gleam from a character being pit against mfing namikaze minato for hokage candidate

these are the same guys who hype up characters like shisui but when you say "well he got bodied by danzo" they try to counter it with "danzo had to poison him first." ok well shisui's "feat" was still getting his ass beat by danzo so......which is it? do we care about feats or not? can we just admit this is such a poorly written aspect of the series or not?

The title is:

the boys watching Make-Out Violence on a Saturday night

We all know that Tobirama invented his own problem but the fact that every Uchiha that ever "broke" the "curse" simply... had other friends always sends me.

Truly my guy, if you were involved in a lifelong family reunion and never talked to anyone else ever? you'd be a little nuts too

Continued from (here) || @shisui-uchiha-anon

"I ain't movin' anywhere… Also, my ass ain't bony." She stretched and readjusted herself. "I'm comfy and don't wanna move. Y'know. Come on get your friend some fries, just one thing of fries with some cheese dumped on em." There was a wink of her eye and a smile on her face. "Your lazy lady doesn't want to move."

Lyn waited for his return and had her mouth open on his return, sharp teeth awaiting the fries. "Won't bite ya I swear." It looked like she had shark teeth in her mouth as sharp as they were.

whoever took momji congratulations! 👍✨and good luck with grampa Madara and maybe with Izuna too and 😂, luckily for him there is no Kota 💀.Tenko and Inari wouldn't hurt him , because why 🤷

They can complain about father in law Madara with Kakashi, Rin, and Neji (and eventually Kaguya) over drinks 💀

Thinking about Shisui surviving, body weakened by the poison that nearly killed him, body bandaged and aching, vision already made blurry from the Mangekyō now also cut in half from missing one eye

Thinking about Shisui comforting Itachi as he sits at his bedside with trembling hands and eyes made red by tears, so deeply shaken by almost losing his best friend

Thinking about Shisui talking with the Hokage about what happened, talking with the clan heads, trying to get them to get their heads out their asses and do something instead of just passively watching from the sidelines as one of the founding clans almost got pushed past the point of no return

Thinking about Shisui feeling so, so tired, a part of him screaming with anger and wanting to cry and needing help but no one gives it to him, pulled even more in the thick of it all, becoming the pivot on which new peace talks between the clan and the village now lay, a catalyst for the start of a new path

Thinking about Shisui alone at night, unable to sleep but too afraid of asking for help, so used to being alone with himself and being the one giving help that he's not sure if he can receive it without breaking down completely, sitting on the edge of the bed with a warm mug of tea that was once hot but is slowly cooling clutched in his hands, staring into nothing as his mind tries to pull itself together enough to face the slowly approaching morning

Thinking about Shisui blaming himself for letting his guard down and letting Danzō have the best of him, for not being strong enough to protect himself despite a more logical part of him knowing that there's no way it's his fault at all, that he should have been able to trust Danzō as a fellow Konoha shinobi and that he shouldn't have to keep his guard up at all times in his own village, his own home

Thinking about Shisui flinching at every sound and moving shadow, terrified that Danzō will emerge from the darkness and finish the job and that no one will be around to help, that he'll be alone and helpless and he'll die and he won't be able to do anything and-

Thinking about Shisui having to work through panic attacks alone, curled up on himself in a corner of his room, back pressed against the wall hard enough that it almost hurts but he won't stop because pain is good, the pain helps grounding him, face pressed against his knees and hands clenched tight around his legs, tight enough that his nails leave angry red marks on his skin yet never breaking it, forcing his mind to focus on the present but slowly destroying himself in the process

Thinking about Shisui picking up the habit of tugging at his hair hard enough to hurt whenever he feels like he's one step away from a breakdown in public, despite knowing that it will only be worse later on when he'll be alone and with no reason to keep up the façade of having his shit together anymore

Thinking about Shisui asking himself if dying that night would have been better than all the nightmares and the panic attacks and the never-ending fear and the feeling of hopelessness, but then remembering Itachi's crying face when he woke up and telling himself that his friend is more important and that he knows what it means to lose someone he cares about and that he doesn't want Itachi going through that, even if it slowly eats at him from the inside

Thinking about Shisui trying to push everything down as best as he can but only half-succeeding, able to keep himself together with metaphorical trembling hands for only a little while every day before it all slips away like sand between his fingers the moment he's alone, and yet no one really noticing except Itachi who sometimes gives him worried looks but never says anything, sure in his belief that Shisui will let him know if something's truly wrong

Thinking about Shisui yearning for that cliff's edge in the quiet of the night, when the moon is high in the sky and his nightmares are more vicious than usual, itching to feel the cold wind tug at his clothes, the whistle of the air in his ears and the taste of water freedom on his tongue, trying to fight off that voice in his head until his legs are bloody and his scalp stings with pain and all he wants to do is throw up and curl up on himself and make himself small and smaller still until he disappears into nothing

Thinking about Shisui surviving, that's all

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"What? You wanna fight me with those twigs you call arms? Cousin hm? It will be my pleasure to fight you but be warned we are not kids anymore. I may get carried away, so I suggest that you pick a safe word."

Shisui was amused by a challenge his little cousin presented.