#baby Madara... baby Madara...... *sobs*

[everymadara]

Chapter 623

[skyahri]

Blind |Naruto Men X Uchiha!Reader| HC

Characters: Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara, Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, Madara Uchiha, Hashirama Senju

Summary: How they handle their partner losing their sight due to the effects of the Mangekyo Sharingan.

Warnings: Mentions of fem, but not very relevant. Mentions of war and loss of sight.

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Kakashi Hatake

He knew the day would come when the Sharingan would take your vision, but he didn't know it'd be so soon.

There were no other eyes available to you at the moment, so eternal was not an option.

Not that'd you do it anyway. It was highly against your beliefs to partake in the Uchiha nonsense that was eye swapping.

Something that drew Kakashi towards you in the first place.

You'd been preparing for this day since you first awakened your mangekyo.

You'd memorized the layout of your apartment, practiced roaming the village in a blind fold, and learned braille.

You'd been coping well, Kakashi... not so much.

He couldn't deal with the knowledge that you'd sacrificed your vision for the sake of the village.

You'd given up everything during your years as a shinobi, and this was the icing on top of the cake.

He'd watch you every day.

Watch you drag your hands across the walls of your apartment. Watch you walk a bit too far past the stall in the market. Watched you struggle to do simple things like grocery shopping.

Over time, you'd become worse and worse at eye contact, and that ate him alive.

There were no more longing looks or sneaky glances. Even your attempts to appear as if you could see were slowly declining, and it dampened his mood every time.

He felt as if he'd failed you. If only he'd been stronger, you wouldn't have had to overuse your doujutsu.

But he stayed quiet because you seemed happy. You were alive and safe and happy, and that's all he could ask for.

Shikamaru Nara

After the war, your vision had completely vanished. There were no blurry shapes or deaf perception problems because there was simply no sight.

There was no time to prepare. You hadn't planned on having to use the mangekyo so much in battle, and the price was astronomical.

He tried to help where he could, but you were being stubborn, constantly rejecting any aid he tried to provide.

"Just let me-"

"I told you I can do it myself."

"No, you can't, just let me-"

And that's when he felt the sobs rack through your body. Tears quickly fell down your face and your hands couldn't keep up.

He sighed and forced everything out of your hands.

"I can't do anything anymore."

"That's not true."

You scoffed, a bitter laugh leaving your lips.

"I can't go grocery shopping or cut fruit or put dishes away without running into everything or breaking something or,"

"Give it time. It'll get better."

"Two weeks ago, I was a shinobi. Today, I'm just a blind girl who can barely feed herself."

Shikamaru wasn't sure what to do. Strategy was easy becausebit was all factual. Feelings, though? So many variables he didn't know where to start.

He confided in Kakashi at some point, but wasn't too pleased with the advice he got it.

"Let her figure it out. She's a smart girl."

Despite thinking it was a stupid suggestion, he listened.

Slowly, over time, you'd regained your confidence and became the capable person you had previously been.

Doesn't stop Shikamaru from uncharacteristically babying you sometimes, though.

Sasuke Uchiha

He offered you his eyes, but you declined.

You weren't fond of Uchiha tradition despite being raised by it. Taking his eyes just felt like you'd be starting the new age Uchiha clan off on the wrong foot.

So you chose blindness.

It was difficult at first, but you quickly learned to get around and help yourself with little to no issue.

You'd gone from stumbling around the kitchen to making yourself breakfast within a few months.

Living with out sight wasn't too bad, and you'd grown accustomed to it. You felt like you'd made the right decision.

Until your first son was born.

It wasn't the parenting aspect that you found difficult, it was the emotional one.

When Sasuke told you your son looked just like Itachi, you knew you'd have to see for yourself.

So, you allowed Sakura to do the transplant.

Within seconds after the bandages were off and you had time to adjust to light, your sight was fully restored.

Sasuke brought in your baby, and wouldn't you know it? He looks exactly like Itachi.

The sharingan is based on strong emotions, yeah? Maybe you can base it on love in the new Era.

Naruto Uzumaki

Unlike the others, Naruto finds the whole eye transplant thing horrendous.

"What do you mean by that, huh? You freaks just trade eyes like around? That's the worst thing I've ever heard."

Although he wasn't happy with your newfound loss of sight, he wasn't one to label anything as a downside.

A setback? Sure. Negative? Never.

Hes overall very patient about it, even if in the moment he gets a little ahead of himself.

He's always forgetting that you're blind, so he'll ask you to look at things all the time.

"Hey, what's this?"

You just shrug. He may or may not bring your hand to the object to get a feel, but he mostly just gets embarrassed and drops it.

It honestly hadn't really dawned on him until he asked you to go train with him and you'd refused.

Sure, you could overtime work yourself up to be a shinobi again, but at this point in your life, that just wasn't the dream anymore.

Madara Uchiha

He thinks you're being stupid.

This world is all about power and you're choosing to be blind?

Idiotic.

You may be his wife, but he ignores you for quite some time after you make it clear there will be no eternal in your future.

It's an easy justification for him; he doesn't mingle with the weak.

Life gets pretty lonely after he decides to completely shut you out. Yeah, he sees Hashirama and makes his round through the compound, but it's not the same.

It isn't until he sees you in the village, going about life as you had months ago, that he starts to think maybe he was too hasty.

After all, he had married you for many reasons, and a big one was how skilled you were at adapting.

That night, when he finally returns home, he decides to sleep in your marital bed, not in the guest room.

The next day, he joins you for breakfast.

He came home early from his duties for the first time in a while.

He even started speaking to you once again.

You don't say anything right away. You know how he is about changing his mind, and you aren't willing to push your luck.

Things slowly get better over the span of a few weeks, and that's when you decide it's time to question him.

"I take it you've come to terms with my decision?"

"Of course not. I still think you're a fool."

Just the answer you'd expect.

"But I have missed you dearly."

You smile at him.

Hashirama Senju

The eternal was never something either of you had considered, so when your vision eventually dulled, it was fully expected.

Times were peaceful at the moment, so he had no need to worry for your safety.

You were almost always near someone willing to lay their life down for you- himself, Tobirama (reluctantly), or Madara - so there truly was no need to stress.

He helped as much as he could while also attending to his duties as Hokage.

Unlike Naruto, he had true patience. He happily held your hand every step of the way.

It wasn't long before your life was back on track, no longer burdened by the anxiety that came with cluelessness.

While Hashirama had preferred it never come to this in the first place, he was happy that things had worked out as best as they possibly could.

[hinakazino]

The Uchiha Princess || Uchiha Family/Child!Reader

Summary: The third born child of the head of the Uchiha Clan, younger sister of Sasuke and Itachi Uchiha. You're the known princess of the Uchiha Clan! (That everyone may or may not have a protective side of.)

Warnings: None! Just Fluff!

mikoto

It was no secret really, Mikoto had really been hoping for a girl! So she was really happy to have you, her little princess.

Literally loves you, gives you the best of care.

Enjoys dressing you up or doing your hair (you look so cute and small in all those mini garments!!)

Honestly worried for awhile how you'd get along with your brothers or the clan, as it was mostly men.

Worries were quickly blown away though, who would dare hurt you?

fugaku

Super nervous dad, he was used to the two boys, yes. But a girl? He was already worrying himself over how things would work.

Secretly you’re his favorite, literally held you so softly like you were the most precious baby ever.

You were his precious girl, and he admits he may have spoiled you a bit more than he should've.

Doesn’t like the idea of boys, nope he isn’t agreeing to ANY arranged marriages!!

He also doesn't like admitting it, although he hopes you become a great strong kunoichi. The idea of sending you, of all people into the battle field frightens even him.

obito

The funny cousin, always comes over with treats just for you.

He just can’t stop poking at your chubby cheeks and practically squealed when he saw your stubby legs as you ran up to him.

Always makes sure to scoop you up and tell you plenty of his awful jokes. You love it anyway though! He loves hearing your giggle.

Enjoys closing his eyes as you trace over his scars in awe.

Heart throbs as you pecked his scarred cheek asking him whether he was okay and that you’d make the pain go away.

Literally the sweetest cousin ever, knows exactly what you like and spoils you whenever he is back from a mission.

shisui

The cousin you tell all your secrets to. (Who may or may not be secretly reporting to Itachi about it.)

Loves carrying you on his back, gives him sweet flashbacks of mini Itachi.

Is super dramatic with you, you both are like each others twins. He loves it whenever Sasuke and Itachi walk in completely bewildered at the play you guys have been acting.

You two are also pranksters, who have lots of fun pulling stuff on Sasuke, Itachi, and occasionally best of all, Obito.

Second most at poking at your cheek besides Obito too, vowed to protected you from evil at all costs.

itachi

Your big brother, who greatly inspires and motivates you. He is such a sweetheart!

He honestly has the same fear as his father because his life as a ninja hasn't been a walk in a rosy garden.

Can't describe it, he just loves you. Every time he is with you, he feels at peace.

Has been there for all of your tantrums, he is basically your comfort.

Knows best out of everyone how to take care of you. You're injured? Distract you with food, something you like, etc, to get rid of the pain as he treats you.

Sobbing cause you can't have something? He'll get it for you-- wait no his parents said no so he'll tell you maybe next time to make you forget.

sasuke

Was the most nervous out of everyone.

But greatly adores you because you look up to him, he feels noticed and appreciated whenever he is around you.

You love Sasuke because he understands you the most as you're both similar in age.

Playtime is always fun, and mainly with him. He always tries to bring new games, not just to entertain you both but also to keep you active. He shows his care in different ways!

When he got older he still made time for you, there was always a reserved soft spot for his little sister.

madara

You're his favorite Uchiha kid, and he isn't afraid to admit it.

He lets you play with his hair, he surprisingly didn't mind it. Honestly he loves your awe with it.

You spent a chunk of your time with him anyways since most of your other family members were busy so it wasn't before long you both developed a strong bond.

Out of everyone he deeply hopes you never experience war in your lifetime. He knows from personal experience, and it warms his heart that you're so innocent.

He teaches you a lot of things, madara knows a lot! From weapons and combat, all the way to gardening and game tactics. He's got to spend a lot of time having fun being the retired Uchiha.

© 2023 by Hinakazino, do not translate/edit/claim or use my work in any form.

[fauntlet]

𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐠 ! 

mewls and cries of pleasure filled the bedroom walls till a large hand slapped over your mouth.

“shh..quite down baby, you’re doing so well for me..”

he whispered in your ear, violently thrusting up inside you. your weak knees tremble as your small body continues to be thrown around like a ragdoll.

you looked down, watching his cock disappear into your tight hole. a bulge forming in your womb in the shape of his cock, as you sobbed for your orgasm. crying like a bitch in heat, the knot in your stomach threatened to snap at any moment all while your hole was stretched out and clenching down on your boyfriend’s cock till he couldn’t go in further anymore.

“t-too big! ‘s too much..! ah!”

you sobbed out, before he forces you back down onto the sheets, his larger body pressing against your smaller stature.

“you’ve been so good f’me baby, don’t give up now..”

miguel o’hara (across the spiderverse) draken, baji, hakkai, takeomi, hanma, benkai. (tr) kunigami, gagamaru, chigiri, shidou (bllk) madara, hashirama, shikaku, kakashi (naruto)

[poetryandfluffycats]

why am i at church on wednesday? who knows? anyways i need mikejima madara to fuck my boycunt till im sobbing. looking down at me with that face he has in his card and destroying me...or sucking my clit like its a dick. need ro ride his face -churchnon

you just know madara is giving the bestest, sloppiest, messiest, maon inducing, whimper inducing, thoughts of 'gimme ur babies' inducing head you ever did see. man is not afraid to get in there and EAT

10/10 at destroying your insides no notes. your thinking that he can't possibly go on any longer but nuh uh

[shiro-ame]

Snipet of "Kintsugi" by me on ao3.

"Here it is Madara-sama. I'll inform the clan of what happened and I'll ask them to give you some space" Hikaku said, bowing his head slightly.

"Thank you Hikaku" Madara turned to walk inside the house, but stopped midways and looked at him "You'd be a good leader... Could you look after the clan?"

Hikaku looked at Madara with surprise but nodded "Of course Madara-sama. I'll look after the clan until you recover" He said. It was an honour to be recognized like that and was determined to be a leader for his clan while their heir recovered.

Madara gave his thanks to Hikaru again and walked inside the house, closing the door and waiting until he felt Hikaku walk away.

And that's when he finally broke down...

"Ahhh..." A choked out scream left him as he started sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.

Noticing the crying of the omega, soon Izuna's little face contorted in distress and he too started crying.

Madara clinged tightly onto the little baby, holding him against his chest while he cried desperately "I'm sorry Zuna, I'm really sorry" he cried desperately, his voice breaking with his cries.

He held onto Izuna tightly, it was probably painful for the baby, but Madara needed it, he needed to cling onto something and feel alive for a moment, he needed to feel human even if for a few seconds, he needed... He needed... Sage he didn't even know what he needed.

He felt like he was suffocating, he wanted to tear his skin off, forget everything, he wanted to pull his heart out of his chest, he wanted to feel an ounce of dignity again... No, he just wanted to disappear, he wanted everything to be over...

He thought it would be over now, but it wasn't, even now it was still haunting him, it was never going to be over was it? He was permanently broken, damaged...

'You think he'll like you after this?!'

The voice resonated on his mind and he cringed on himself.

"I can't do this!" He yelled, pulling at his hair with one hand while with the other he held Izuna. "I CAN'T I CAN'T I CAN'T! LET IT BE OVER AHHHH!"

Madara set down Izuna on the bed on the bedroom. The infant crying his lungs out, but Madara feared he would hurt him if he kept holding onto him.

Madara walked into the bathroom and he stared at himself on the mirror "Just go away..." He mumbled and suddenly started punching the mirror until the glass broke and started cutting onto his knuckles, but he didn't stop until his reflection disappeared completely.

He stood there in silence, watching the blood dripping down his hand and hearing Izuna wail on the bedroom. He couldn't do this, he couldn't live like this, even now with him gone, everything was there, everything was still clinging into his mind into his skin, like a monster who was sinking his claws on him and everytime he tried to pull away, he was being teared apart.

He walked out of the bedroom. He needed to go. But as his eyes set on Izuna, he knew he couldn't take the burden to the grave. So ignoring the crying baby, he picked a sheet of paper and a pencil and he set on.

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Madara Uchiha (Naruto) Chapter 7

“I screwed up.”

He lectured himself a million times to avoid being impulsive. But he’d failed miserably. His eyes drift to the window. The soft droplets hitting the glass.

“It’s raining..”

The memories that followed were ones he treasured.

“Come on we’re gonna get yelled at again, hurry up!!”

“I’m going as fast as I can Dara-kun!”

You were running behind him, but it’s obvious he has an advantage. When the rain began to fall, his frown deepened. The sound of thunder erupting made you flinch, and Madara only turned when he realized you were no longer following behind.

“(Y-Y/N)!!” He cursed, looking left and right.

“Damn it Tobirama’s gonna kill me.”

He rushed back, stopping at a small shed. Behind the chair, you were kneeling, hands over your ears. You were trembling. Not from the rain that left you drenched, but the echoing of another loud boom in the sky. Madara walked over carefully.

“Hey, it’s just noise, quit being a baby.”

“I-I’m not a baby!! I’m already ten years old!!” You wore a defiant look, which changed immediately at the flash of lightning, followed by another blast of thunder. You buried your face into your knees crying.

Madara dropped to his knees, moving closer.

“Never really seen her cry before.”

You were more of a free spirit. Even that time you’d fallen off the tree, you’d pretty much brushed it off with a grin. He didn’t understand why this was something you feared. He reached out, and you jumped. When you looked up, your tearful gaze tugged at his heart. You sniffed.

“I-I’m scared Dara-kun..” 

You were sobbing softly and Madara bit his lip. He dropped down, sitting as he pulled you into a hug. You’d tumbled right into his chest and Madara held on, looking directly at you.

“I promise I’ll never let anything hurt you (Y/N). If the thunder gets here I’ll beat it up!”

Your little eyes looked so hopeful.

“Dara-kun, you can fight thunder?”

“Yep! Watch this! HEY THUNDER, YOU’RE A BIG BAKA!!”

You giggled, and Madara grinned.

“See, it's scared of me.”

The fear you once showed was changing to awe.

“I didn’t know you were so strong Dara-kun. Sugoi..”

You looked completely astonished. Madara couldn’t stop the blush that littered his cheeks. He turned his head in the opposite direction.

“O-Of course. I’m an Uchiha after all. Thunder is nothing.” You hugged his chest with the brightest smile.

“I’m really glad we’re friends, Dara-kun. You’re amazing. I don’t want to marry Hashi-ni anymore. I want to marry you Dara-kun!” His face exploded in red.

“W-What are you saying!!”

“You said you were going to protect me forever, remember. If we get married we can be friends forever!” You cheered.

Madara’s eyebrow twitched. He wanted to yell at you for making such a childish statement, but at that moment you looked so cute that he lost his nerve.

“Do you not want to marry me?” You looked ready to cry again.

“O-Okay fine I’ll marry you!!”

You smiled.

“You can’t break your promise Dara-kun, you have to marry me.”

“She’s always been good at making me look like an idiot.”

He sighed, a small smile on his lips.

“Baka.”

Madara smiled, pressing his hands to the glass.

“Friends forever huh.”

It was naive. You were both children back then. He knew for a fact that you’d long forgotten that promise. But he never forgot. How could he? Maybe it was at that point that you became more than just his best friend’s annoying sister. You followed him everywhere. As a kid he’d gotten used to it. He never thought that would change. Or rather he hoped it wouldn’t.

The harsh knocks on his door broke his focus. It was already after dark. So it could only be one person. He schooled his features ready for the contempt he would face from Tobirama. Moving to the door, he opened it.

“Sensei…”

His eyes grew wide.

There you stood, completely drenched.

Just like that day. 

[pridepack]

Ugly crying

I love him

I don’t cARE IF HIS HAIR IS WONKY

HE LOOKS SO SWEET? LOOK AT HIM?? UGLY CRYING

I have peaked in art

I will never make anything better than this

It’s all downhill from here

Like

Look? LoOK AT HIM?

HE LOOKS SO S W E E T?????

Ugly crying

-Wolfe

[actuallysaiyan]

Please Please(Uchiha breeding kink headcanons II)

warnings: rough sex, general smuttiness, breeding kink, creampies, unprotected sex.| part 2 of 2. find part 1 here. contaings: Madara, Izuna and Itachi.

Madara

Madara is the head of his clan. He needs to breed. It’s of utmost importance that he keeps you pregnant as much as possible.

You’ll have so many children. Madara won’t stop until the house is just brimming with babies. It looks good for his clan.

He’s always rough. He needs to fuck so badly and he won’t cum anywhere else but deep inside of you. His balls are constantly heavy.

“Be good, baby. You need to give daddy another baby.” Madara hisses through his clenched teeth. Your silky walls feel so good gripping him.

Madara’s hips thrust harshly, pumping his cock into you at a brutal pace. With you on your hands and knees on the bed, it makes him feel like some sort of animal. This is one of the best positions for him to bully that tight hole of yours. He loves to grip onto your hips, pulling your back flush against his pelvis with every thrust of his. It leaves you feeling more full than you ever have in your life. The thickness of his member stretches you out every time, but it’s this little move that he does that has you panting and mewling his name.

“I didn’t fuck you stupid yet, did I?” His tone is so teasing.

“N-no!” You spit out, and you turn to look at him.

There’s a fire in his eyes. He fucks you harder, knocking the air from your lungs with every move he makes. You fist the sheets below you, and you feel him push your head further into the pillows. The lack of oxygen makes your head spin, and the feeling of his cock prodding up against your cervix, it’s proving to be a little too much. With a loud moan, you feel the coil in your stomach snap and white hot pleasure overtake your every sense. Your eyes roll back as your legs give out from beneath you.

“Perfect little cunt. So perfect to breed,” Madara moans, his words punctuated by harsh thrusts.

It’s not long before he’s gripping your ass so tightly, and he’s fucking every shot of his thick cum deeper into you. Grunts fall from his lips as he empties his balls into you with spurts of his seed.

Izuna

Izuna is equally as interested in breeding you as Madara would be. Izuna loves the idea of having a house full of children.

He’s a lot clingier and softer about it. He finds it connects the two of you on a deeper, more spiritual level.

Izuna loves it if you were to keep taking his loads without him pulling out between loads. He’ll keep that cum plugged into you.

A thin layer of sweat sits on your skin, and the cool breeze coming from the window makes you shiver. Izuna clings to you even tighter, if that’s even possible, and his cock stays so firmly in your pussy. He lets out the most pitiful whine when he feels your walls fluttering around him once more. You feel like you’re so close to your next orgasm. He keeps fucking you fast and rough for a few moments before stopping and staying still. He looks up into your eyes and you see his sharingan has been activated. He’s panting and moaning your name so desperately.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” He whines as he begins another fast pace. “Too good, baby.”

He sobs as he feels your walls clenching so hard around him. Your hands splay across his back, and with one more thrust, your nails dig into the sensitive flesh. Your orgasm washes over you, rendering you into a moaning and mewling mess. Your juices drip down the backs of your thighs, and Izuna groans when he feels just how much wetter you’ve become.

“So wet for me,” Izuna breathes. “All for me.”

This time, he doesn’t stop. He continues pistoning his cock in and out of you, the head of his cock ramming against your sweet spot over and over. You cry out and wrap your legs around him, making him fall off the edge. Izuna sloppily thrusts into you as he cums hard. Even when he’s come down from his high, he won’t pull out. He’ll just wait until you’re both ready for the next round. No sense of wasting that seed.

Itachi

Itachi is feral when he wants to take you. But with you letting him breed you, he’s a little more hesitant about it. Is it the right thing to do? Does he deserve to?

But the first time he does it and the first time you beg him to fill you up, it’s like something snaps deep inside of him.

Itachi will do things like cockwarming as well after he’s bred you and he will lay there with you, using his cock to keep you all nice and plugged up with his cum.

He presses another kiss to your lips, his hands pushing your legs closer to your chest. In this position, he can be so deep inside of you. He gets to feel so close to you and that you want this just as much as he does. He doesn’t have to second guess with you, but it is still something he can’t help himself from doing. Itachi moans when he feels your hands tangling in your hair.  You tug ever so gently at first, but when he begins rocking his hips and his cock begins sliding into you deeper and deeper, the harder you tug. Itachi grunts when he feels your lips on his neck. You were taking charge once more, and as much as he loved it, he needed to make sure he was the one still in charge. He takes your wrists and pins them above your head. You aren’t going to lead this whole time. No, Itachi will make sure you know who’s in charge here.

“Such a feisty girl you are. But you know who’s really in charge here, right? Don’t make me have to punish you.” His breath feels hot on your face and you really want to kiss him, but you know better.

“Please, ‘tachi. ‘Need you so badly.” You whine, and he lets out a breathy chuckle.

His hips rock faster and at this point, he’s just slamming himself into you. You moan his name louder and louder as you get closer to your orgasm. Once that coil snaps and your vision cuts to static, Itachi has to still himself. The way your walls try so desperately to milk him, he has a hard time holding on every time. Your little cunt is so perfect and it can make him blow his load so fast. He grunts when he feels his balls tighten.

“Perfect little pussy. You want my baby. You’re not even ashamed about it.” He mumbles against your skin. A few more thrusts and he’s spent.

Itachi lets your legs fall to his sides lazily, and he leans in to kiss you so softly. You’ve done well, but he knows you’ll take more. You always take more.

[tora-the-cat]

I think at one point Kabuto asked Obito for Shisui’s eye from Danzo for reanimating purposes and Obito was just like “Lol, no.” I think the same thing happened for Jiraiya’s DNA and Pain’s weapons too!

Kabuto: what if we brought back the Uchiha? Revived one of the most powerful forces in ninja history to be at our beck and call....

Obito, would avoid talking to his clan if it killed him: ok but what if. We didn't do that.

Kabuto, met shisui once: Good point. But at least...perhaps Pein? Or at least Jiraiya.

Obito: Pein is a backstabbing skank and Jiraiya has bad vibes.

Kabuto: That seems....I'm sorry lord "Madara" but. Isn't that petty?

Obito: no it's just practical obviously. Im above being "petty", it's just that things I don't like are bad ideas.

Kabuto, gritting his teeth: oh. My bad. And....the previous kyuubi Jinchuu-

Obito: *teleports away so kabuto doesn't see him break into ugly sobs*

Kabuto:

Kabuto: I don't care if real madara LITERALLY eats babies or whatever konoha legend says. He has to be an upgrade from this loser clown. He HAS to.

[makkoskafanfic]

13. ‘Too loud’ for the microstory thing

A scream split the air, howling, whining, discontented and filled with some nameless, wordless indignation. It was primal, it was feral and it was way too loud.

Madara stood up, cursing. He just spilled ink all over the document he was working on.

He stormed out of the room that was, by silent agreement, his office.

"Hashirama! If you can't keep her quiet, just don't bring her to our home!"

"It's not my fault," Hashirama had tears in his eyes, matching the ones in his granddaughter's. "Little Tsuna is unhappy, but I don't know what she wants. I tried food. I tried milk. I checked the nappy. Nothing."

"I told you this would happen, but you didn't listen. Mito asked you three times if you are really sure you are ready to look after her for a whole week. You didn't listen to her either. Pathetic of you to... Oh, for Kami's sake, give her to me."

Once in his arms, baby Tsunade grabbed Madara's graying locks in both of her plump little hands and wailed into his scowling face. For a moment the temptation to put her to sleep with the help of the Sharingan was almost irresistible.

But no, Madara wouldn't sink so low. He recalled how, what felt like a lifetime ago, he took care of his younger brothers. Who were all proper Uchiha children, not bawling little Senju monsters, but still, a baby was a baby.

"There, there," he patted her back. "Grandpa Hashirama has no clue what he's doing, but you are in good hands now. No need to cry." He walked around in the room, bumping Tsunade against his chest gently. Her sobs quieted into hiccups slowly, then she relaxed, falling asleep. Madara felt proud. He didn't even need the Sharingan to triumph over this new Senju.

He laid her down to sleep. Hashirama came up behind him, embracing him and kissing his cheek.

"Thank you," he said. "I owe you one."

"You owe me so much I don't even know where to start," Madara couldn't maintain his cold expression, not when they were standing over a baby that slept like a little angel, Even though she was a little demon and no angel. "I get back to work, do you think you can keep your granddaughter and your village intact and safe without my help for half an hour?"

"Can't make any promises, but I'll do my best."

[sleepysnk]

listen, i know people don’t like pregnancy at all, but something about madara taking care of a baby makes me wanna sob

[cherrynojutsu]

Title: Years Past

Summary: Sakura haunts their small home in grief, feeling already a ghost even while surrounded with beautiful raven-haired children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren. As she sees each and every one of them over the months that follow, a select few stare back with her own eyes. Most of them are so like her husband's, though, luciform soot flecked with silver, and she feels so sorry when she looks too long and starts to cry. Romance, Character Death, Sad With a Happy Ending, Sakura POV.

Disclaimer: I did not write Naruto. This is a fan-made piece solely created for entertainment purposes.

Rating: T

A/N: A little late to this prompt, but better late than never, I suppose. This has been sitting in my drafts since June, but reading it made me emotional and I got distracted by writing things for Like Gold. I apologize for the tardiness!

Sasusaku Month 2021, Day 7 Prompt: Years Past @ssskmonth

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Sakura passes in her sleep, marcid and weary of a broken heart and missing mismatched eyes, at the age of eighty-two.

It is longer than most Shinobi make it by far, but she doesn't feel very grateful for it, in the last five excruciating months of her life.

Her husband hadn't made it to eighty-two; Sasuke-kun passed in December. It had been peaceful, all three of their children, most of their grandchildren, and even some great grandchildren, the ones not on missions outside of the village, at his bedside.

Sakura had been there, too, old and frail and holding his hand. She'd kissed him goodbye tearily, sensing it was almost time after decades of watching it happen to others inside secluded hospital walls. It had been in front of nearly all of their descendants, family the only thing helping to hold her together in his final moments.

He hadn't complained. He'd kissed her back, for everyone to see, and Sarada and the twins had started crying, then, squeezing their hands around those of their parents, because they knew it really was time.

He had thanked her, said her name one last time, all equanimity even then. Then, so softly, "I love you. I'll see you next time," before he went, bones settling wearily at long last.

There had been melancholy in his expression even in death, wrinkled skin turning glaucous and beginning to sag against old, hardened muscle.

Sasuke-kun was buried next to Itachi’s memorial. There is a plot he saved for her on his other side, his right arm, the hand she held so many times in life.

Sakura haunts their small home in grief, feeling already a ghost even while surrounded with beautiful raven-haired children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren. As she sees each and every one of them over the months that follow, a select few stare back with her own eyes. Most of them are so like her husband's, though, luciform soot flecked with silver, and she feels so sorry when she looks too long and starts to cry. Little Satoko, their newest great-grandchild all of eleven months old who she dotes on endlessly, reaches at her wrinkled cheeks to try to wipe them dry, babbling out a garbled version of "Oobasan, no cwy." He is talking earlier than most babies, stormy eyes eerily full of awareness and an endless lineage, just like Sarada at that age. Sakura laughs as she sobs, cradling him close to her heart, and looking out her window at their daughter's visage on the mountain. It is also Satoko's grandmother's image; it is hard to believe their sweet little baby is now old enough to be a grandmother. She remembers the first time Sarada had smiled at Sasuke-kun, the first time he held her at only an hour old, and he broke down sobbing.

She makes the trek to Sasuke-kun's grave every day for 138 days, each step an arduous agony, before stooping down to lay a fresh daffodil atop the soil where her husband's bones rest. She has also planted white lilies around his headstone, the same as those that surround Itachi's and the Uchiha Memorial Stone. Her children help her keep them watered as needed through a short spring drought; she is too old to carry a watering can now without spilling.

She misses him. It hurts worse than Sasori's poison or Madara stabbing her or giving birth or a giant shuriken nearly cleaving her in two.

There is joy to be found in the desolation, too, in her last few months of life. Their progenies throw her a birthday party like none other, and she eats her fill of cake while watching little hands eat some, too. Little Satoko dances, or moreso balters, with Sarada in time to a dramatic song he finds by pressing buttons on the radio; it is not a very appropriate tune for a dance with a toddler, all clumsy crescendo and orchestra, but amusing all the same. Sasuke-kun would have smiled, if he were there.

The white lilies bloom before her eyes one last time, resplendent and perfect. She gets to hear about Haruki making Chunin on the first try, every bit the pride of the Uchiha, reborn anew with Sharingan blazing. She even gets to see Akiko make Jonin in person, ambitious and ingenious with Sharingan and diamond seal on her forehead setting her apart from her adversaries in the arena.

But finally, at long last, it is her culminating day. 138 days doesn't seem like a long time to be without him, compared to the larger number of days he was absent in their youth, but she finds it is worse, following their life together.

She tells them all she loves them and falls asleep for the last time, watches their confluence of family say goodbye from above. Sarada and the twins cry the hardest, clinging to her body as her heart finally pumps for the last time. Satoko is too young to understand, but he pats at her, too, in a sea of dark-haired descendants that she knows will continue to bring honor back to a clan revived at the brink of death. She takes in each and every one of their beautiful faces one last time, faces so similar to Sasuke-kun's; not a single one of them has her nose.

It is a legacy of love they have created, exactly the dream they started willing into color the day they discovered they had made Sarada together.

Then, she is on a dock that has slightly singed edges, looking over a small, familiar pond.

It is a spring evening, the sun just falling beneath the horizon and cherry blossoms abloom, and she thinks that is strange, because it is June and Hanami has already passed them by. Satoko had been so cute in his new outfit; she had made it herself, not much else to do in their empty house filled with aching memories. The tiny uchiwa on the back of his collar was sewn with the utmost care, the kind that came from decades of practice.

Crickets chirp, cicadas buzz, and there are a few fireflies leaking out of the greenery, soft light reflectant in the stillness of the water. It is serene. She had sat on this dock many times with her husband, when he was alive, on his right side so she could hold his hand. He told her she was beautiful during Hanami here, every year. She shifts to begin the process of sitting down, planning on leaving the space he'd taken up in life empty for him, in case his ghost is around. She has felt it, sometimes, tugging at her own spirit; she leaves his side of the bed empty every night, trying to will him back to her.

As Sakura shifts, she looks down, and she is startled to see pink hair instead of white, and no wrinkles. She crouches to analyze herself more closely in water still as glass, and there are no creaking old bones. She is young again, somehow.

She is overjoyed; she will be able to water the white lilies herself again. She can even dance with little Satoko now.

Light footsteps sound behind her, and just as she stands and turns, she is being swept into an unfamiliar yet comforting pair of arms. A woman with long inky hair, black as night, is hugging her tight.

"Thank you for loving my son," she breathes immediately, and Sakura starts crying, because she somehow knew who it was before she even said anything, without even seeing her face. When her eyes focus blearily through tears over Mikoto Uchiha's shoulder, Sasuke-kun's brother is walking up not far behind her.

Itachi Uchiha is smiling at her like she's done something wonderful, like he has been waiting for years to meet her. He is younger, healthier here, flecks of silver dancing in eyes just like her husband's, just like their childrens'. There's an impossible ache in her chest.

He waits patiently for his mother to pull back. When she finally does, Sakura looks into her eyes, and Mikoto is smiling at her so big, like she hung the moon in the sky, beginning to peek out from behind clouds above them.

"I have waited so long to meet you," she says, eyes shining, and her eyes are like Sasuke-kun's, too. "You are so beautiful."

Then Itachi is embracing her, and Sakura cries harder, because his arms feel almost like Sasuke-kun's arm had felt, slipping around her for sixty-one years of marriage, the same height and strong.

"I have waited, too. It's an honor. Thank you, for everything," Itachi says as she sobs.

"They are so beautiful, too, Sakura," Mikoto adds softly, hand at her shoulder, and she knows she means their children, Mikoto's grandchildren that she hasn't gotten to hold yet, Sarada and the twins and their children and all the others. Little Satoko had made twenty-seven blood relatives; including spouses who married into the clan, the number was thirty-eight, and there were two more babies on the way, yet.

Itachi lets her go, smile tender when he pulls away. He directs his gaze momentarily to the path leading up the hill, as if he's looking for someone.

She follows his gaze; Fugaku Uchiha is coming over the top, all stoicism even as a spirit. He stops momentarily and gives her a nod of recognition, not breaking eye contact for a long time.

Then, he glances back over his shoulder, tilts his head as if telling someone to follow him down the hill, and Sakura is running, though she hasn't been able to for years.

Sasuke-kun is all of twenty again, young and strong, too handsome for his own good and every bit the sweet but stoic man she fell in love and grew old with. He's smiling at her, just for her, and she's in his arms - he has both, here - in the blink of mismatched, teary eyes.

His arms feel like home, two spirits together in permanence at long last. It is the same feeling as the little piece of heaven they touched together whenever they made love, souls intertwining, but this time for good. She has missed him. Oh, she has missed him.

"...I told you I'd see you next time," he murmurs against her hair.

[belit0]

Uchiha’s & Tobirama having a breeding kink hcs? ;)

My fav k1kn.

[I did not include Obito or Shisui because there were literally too many of them and I was running out of creativity lmao]

Indra

This man was the one who started the breeding kink in the Uchiha clan. We all know that the members of this family have this kink, and today it was revealed that Indra was the first one to install it.

The animalistic need to fill you with his seed is so enormous when it comes to getting intimate, that it is very easy to be intimidated by the brutality and the wildness of the Ōtsutsuki.

He lays you down on your stomach and holds your waist with one hand, digging his nails into your skin and leaving marks, while with his other hand grabs a fistful of your hair and presses your face against the mattress.

Guttural sounds escape from within him as he feels his peak of pleasure drawing near and he gets really violent with your body, pumping you at an overwhelming pace that eventually becomes painful while leaving bites all over your skin.

"Stop fussing [Y/N], you are my breeding whore, obey."

Indra likes to claim what is his.

When his horniness becomes too much to bear, he takes you anywhere, regardless of where you are or if you can be seen by anyone, he roughly traps you between him and whatever surface he finds, and proceeds to satisfy himself until he feels it is necessary.

"Take it. Take all my cum inside you and make a good heir for me. That is your job."

Madara

He really enjoys feeling how his cock slides inside you using his own cum as a lubricant. This makes him ready for a second round within minutes without having to get out of your body.

He loves over-stimulating you, still being connected to you and admiring how his seed drips from your pussy and around his member. He tortures you by massaging your clitoris for as long as it takes him to be ready for a second fuck, because the image of your dripping birth cradle doesn't allow him to relax.

"Don't sob [Y/N], I'll take care of everything, just relax. I won't let you out of this bed until I'm sure there's a baby inside you."

Even though your body can't resist pleasure anymore, Madara won't stop until your stomach explodes with his fluids, changing positions without disconnecting from you.

Good luck if you think you can suggest using a condom, this will make him angry and you'll have to take the punishment he thinks is appropriate.

The only place he likes to cum is inside you because this man finds it attractive to think that he is marking you as his own with his seed and that you can only belong to him.

"I want to see that fertile, unprotected cunt covered by me. You are mine and mine only, my cock inside you is proof of that".

Izuna

So possessive it's scary. His kink is based on marking territory, just like his big brother. Seeing you covered in his semen gives him pride and satisfaction, something he can't ignore and tries to replicate every chance he gets.

Izuna has no shame and that's why, if he feels the need to impregnate you with his seed, he'll drag you to the most private area wherever you are, sit on top of him or make you bow down, and release what he needs inside you.

He loves to ruin your underwear in public. The worst time was when, after a clan meeting, he took you to an empty room and caught you with your panties on, pushing them aside. The cum that dripped from you stained and soaked all your underwear, forcing you to spend the rest of the day in that uncomfortable situation, with Izuna mockingly grinning by your side.

Who's my playful little breeding toy? I bet you can't wait to be loaded with my cum, huh [Y/N]?"

When it's over, he loves that you run your fingers through your cunt and lick them, feeling him in your mouth.

It's common that, during the day, when you find yourself doing regular chores, Izuna will come up to you, hug you, and whisper things in your ear like "I can't wait to breed you".

He will manage to make you like it, pushing you to enjoy his kink as much as he does, and his pleasure increases, even more, when he hears you begging for his seed.

Tobirama

He'd HATE to get you pregnant because of his kink, but he gets so excited and pleased playing with limits and danger that he can't help but get carried away.

"Beg [Y/N], ask for my cum like the good slut you are, if you do it right, I might even consider filling you up today and for months to come".

His desire comes from a primal side, making him act like he is in heat when the urgent need to fill you assails his mind.

He loves to hold you over his desk in the Hokage office, making you scream as if you were about to faint and smothering your moans with his hand.

When he has the urge to make your vagina explode with his fluids, he can't even think of undressing you, he barely has the delicacy to take off your underwear.

He loves pumping your body at an overwhelming pace while holding your panties in one hand, smelling them as if he were a predator looking for the trail of his prey.

"Don't complain, [Y/N]. If I say you're going to be bred, that will happen. Take daddy's seed like the good whore you are."

[phantomchick]

Naruto Fic Rec Masterpost!

The Last To Know by KuriQuinn Oneshot, Gen, Teen and Up, Team Seven, Sakura and Sasuke, Sakura and Team 7, Canon Compliant, Angst with a Happy Ending, trust, broken trust, forgiveness, hurt/comfort, this fic is fantastic and made me have so many feels for the characters as well as the bonds between them, Character Dynamics,

Summary: As usual, telling her the truth happens as though by afterthought. And this time, she's not taking it.

i'll always be there for you by RecklessWriter Oneshot, Gen, Itachi and Sasuke feels, sibling feels, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Hypothermia, Uchiha Sasuke Needs a Hug, Big Brother Uchiha Itachi, a part of me niggles over team 7 failing a mission but I pretend that they ran into the hunter nin afterwards and Kakashi got the scroll back, it do be like that sometimes, Good big brother Itachi, Bad big brother Itachi, it’s complicated, Feels,

Summary:

He’s pressed against something warm. There are fingers carding gently through his hair, scratching lightly at his scalp.

“Nii-san,” Sasuke whispers.

The hand in his hair freezes.

Sasuke gets thrown into a frozen lake. Itachi doesn't know how to stop being a big brother, even when he's supposed to be pretending he doesn't care.

The Beautiful Orange Thing by zafiro Oneshot, Gen, Naruto and Kurama, Naruto is a very lonely kid and the kyubi is a very lonely bijuu, Pre-Naruto Canon Era, chibi-Naruto, Naruto loves Orange, Kurama tolerates Naruto because he is Cute, sweetness and light, angst and fluff, so cute I wanna physically hug this fic to my chest

Summary: Naruto arrives at a weird place and finds something wonderful there.

Maslow by FriendshipCastle Oneshot, Gen, T for cursing, canonical child neglect, Iruka feels, Naruto feels, implied/referenced child abuse, but nothing worse than what’s in canon, angst, hurt/comfort,

Summary: The first four tiers of Maslow’s Hierarchy of Human Needs applied to Naruto’s depressing childhood. Alternatively: Iruka slowly becomes the best replacement mother a ninja could have.

take the fight from the kid by theformerone Oneshot, Gen, Team Bonding, Team as Family, Team 7, Canon Compliant, but can be read as divergent, Post Wave arc, Pre-Chuunin Exams,  

Summary: Training with his team is different than it was before the mission to Wave. Sasuke notices how things have changed.

A Clean Break by GwendolynStacy Oneshot, Gen, Teen and Up,  Hatake Kakashi and Team 7, Team as Family, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Team Fluff, Kakashi feels, Self-Harm via compulsive hand washing, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Happy Ending,

Summary: Every member of Team 7 has their personal set of demons to haunt them. While Kakashi is always prepared to lend his students a listening ear, he still hasn’t quite figured out how to ask for help when he’s the one crumbling.

The Beginning and the End by QuinsValoria Oneshot, short oneshot, gen, THIS HAD ME SOBBING OVER KUSHINA AGAIN EVEN THOUGH IT’S SO SHORT, pre-canon era, angst, Dont worry kushina, Your baby makes it out just fine, cries into laptop screen, Hurt/Comfort,

Summary:

“Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.” —Robert Browning

Uzumaki Kushina is an amazing mother, even in the very short time she has left.

OR

Kushina comforts her baby.

The Prince Of Leaves And Deep Water by RayShippouUchiha Ongoing, 3 chapter fic, do you ever read a fic with language that is so pretty and evocative that you just want to lean into it, like a kid listening to a piece of folklore that’s been passed down, it’s just beautiful to read? And the words slice and cut into your feelings in the best of ways, angst, hurt/comfort, drama, Kushina feels, Angst with a Happy Ending, Uzumaki Lore, well worth the read even as a stand alone should it never update again, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Canonical Child Neglect, Uzushio feels,

Summary: ‘Protect him,’ Kushina prays in the quiet of her own mind as she leaves; pleading silently to the old spirits from her childhood, to the things that the Uzumaki Elders used to whisper about in hushed tones.

‘Love him,’ Kushina begs of the things she only knows from instinct and half remembered stories, those things filled with the power of salt and sun and deep deep waters.  Those things that live and thrive in the heart and soul of every Uzumaki who has ever breathed and battled and bled.  'Guide him, keep him safe for always.  But love him most of all. My little prince of eddies and leaves.’

Left behind, left alone and cold where before there was only a soft sort of warmth and a steady kind of safety, Naruto wails.

Final Evaluation by Do_the_Cool_Whip Completed, 5 Chapter Fic, Gen, Umino Iruka & The Rookie Nine, Iruka-Sensei, Feels, fluffy, I have so many emotions about Iruka being the best teacher in the elemental nations and this fic brought them all out to play, Excellence, Kakashi is a troll, a huge troll, like, he’s such a troll he’s a mountain troll, Asuma is a lesser troll, like he’s mostly decent but still infuriating so he’s a bridge troll, Kurenai is so cool that even when she’s trolling as is her right and duty as the jounin elite she is, the person she’s trolling still respects her for it, a river troll, the kids are so cute and young here, you can really feel Iruka’s affection for them, please revel in the wonderful that is this entire fic, revel I say

Summary: Progress evaluations are one-on-one consultation meetings between academy students and their teacher. Their purpose is to inform academy students of their strengths and weaknesses and guide them down their ideal path to becoming a strong shinobi. Upon graduating the academy and passing their jounin-sensei test, new genin return to the academy for one final consultation. (Or: The story of what happens when Umino Iruka uses his final meetings with his students as way to send them off to become the best shinobi they can possibly be.)

it takes a village by quillofferings Oneshot, Gen, snapshot series, angst, character insight, konoha 12, rookie 9, team Gai, team 10, team 8, team 7, repeating patterns and revelations, kinda gives a sense of the culture of a childhood in Konoha in a way that’s very quietly tragic, this story was written well before shippuden came out but it still reads mostly true to me, A Classic of the Fandom,

Summary: A Naruto snapshot series in the form of a oneshot.

spirals by nescione Gen, Oneshot, Team Seven, Generations, Team 7, Dai Nana Han, Spirals, Repeating Patterns, things happening the same across generations in repeating patterns is a big theme in the canon and lots of fic delve into it and play with the whole idea as a result, but this fic does it especially well, Team as Family, Angst, Fluff, Angst with a Hopeful Ending, A Classic of the Fandom, Summary: From the sannin to the present- a look at how history repeats itself, and how it doesn't.

this, and love too, will ruin us by RecklessWriter Oneshot, Gen, Itachi and Sasuke feels, Naruto Feels, Short and Sweet, Angst, Whump, Brother Feels, Sibling feels, Uchiha Sasuke Needs a Hug, Naruto Uzumaki Needs a Hug,

Summary: Naruto remembers the first time he saw Sasuke and Itachi.

He remembers looking at them and thinking, I wish I had someone who loved me like that.

Ten Facts About Team Yamato by Lisse Oneshot, Gen, short and sweet, Team 7 feels, Team as Family, Dai Nana Han, Team Seven, Team Yamato, characterisation, short but solid, Ficlet,

Summary: On paper, their team doesn't exist.

Troubling New Developments by SicTransitGloria Oneshot, Teen and Up, hilarious, pre-shippuden, Team as Family, Kakashi pov, Team 7, AHAHAHAHA,  Puberty hits the genin,

Summary: Kakashi takes a moment to wrap his mind around equating Ino’s chest with enemy shinobi while Asuma begins beating his head against the table and groaning about how he didn’t sign up for this. Rated for language and the general horror that is puberty

Of Harrowed Hearts by Sable_Scribe Ongoing and possibly (probably) Abandoned, Gen, Long Fic, we’re at 36 chapters in as of the time I’m posting this, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix It, Families of Choice, Team Seven, Team as Family, Bamf Kakashi, Good Teacher! Kakashi, Angst, Uzushio Lore, Fluff, Uzushio Feels, Uzumaki heritage, Bamf Team 7, BAMF Rookie Nine, Naruto's ability to make friends with giant chakra demons surfaces early, Rookie Nine, Rookie 9, Konoha 12, Naruto and Kurama,

Summary Naruto has been hearing the rumbling growl in the back of his head for as long as he can remember. He’s seven when he tries to talk to it for the first time. He’s the dead last, the failure at everything, so he doesn’t actually expect to succeed. And when he’s suddenly standing, knee deep in murky water and face to face with a demon, he has no idea what to expect. As it turns out, the world could use something unexpected.

Automatic by Dayadhvam Oneshot, Gen, Sand Siblings, Fluff, Team as Family, but also, Family as Family, Short and Sweet, A Classic of The Fandom

Summary: Gaara's shield defense is automatic: he has never had to consciously think about ordering the sand where it is needed. Kankurou and Temari have always known this.

As Is the Sea Marvelous by blackkat Mature, Gen, Eleven Chapter Fic, Warring States Era, Uchiha Madara/Senju Tobirama, Izuna Lives AU, everybody lives nobody dies, Hurt/Comfort, brotherly feels, sibling relationships, Angst With A Happy Ending, Insecurity, Self-Sacrifice, Imprisonment, Fix-It

Summary: Tobirama is willing to give absolutely anything for Hashirama and his dream. Including his life.

A Lesson In Trust by Live Gen, Oneshot, Shikamaru & Naruto friendship, academy days, trust exercise, fluff

Summary: All Iruka wants is for his class to start trusting each other, too bad Shikamaru would rather watch the clouds...

Snow Is Serious Business When Your Business Is Being A Kid by vulcanhighblood Gen, Oneshot, Iruka and Naruto, Umino Iruka is a Good Teacher, Uzumaki Naruto Needs a Hug, Fluff, Snow

Summary: Iruka's trying to teach his class, but the first snowfall of the year makes keeping their attention more difficult than he would have liked.

The Consequences of Winning by tabjoy13 Oneshot, Gen, Team 7, Protective Hatake Kakashi, Hatake Kakashi is a Good Teacher, Team Bonding, Team Dynamics, Team Feels, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Hatake Kakashi, Hatake Kakashi Is Trying, Wave Mission

Summary: Three days. It had been three days since Zabuza’s attack, since Kakashi passed out, and since Team Seven took refuge in the bridge builder’s home. Three days and Kakashi hadn’t shown a sign of stirring. Three young genin are left with the question: now what? Cross posted on FF.net.

discendo docemus by llamallamaduck Mature, Ongoing, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Trauma/Ptsd, Uchiha Sasuke-centric, Good Orochimaru, A lot of talk about depression and mental instability, Also Sharingan fuckery and assorted eye-trauma, rarepair, Itachi & Sasuke, eventual Sasuke/Ukitake, Itachi & Tsunade, 

Summary: There are some things a seven-year-old psyche is not ready to endure. An S-ranked torture technique preformed by a traumatized thirteen-year-old is one of those things. Sasuke doesn’t enjoy hallucinating memories of his murdered family day in and day out, but he’s learned to be philosophical about such things. It’s everything else that’s the problem, really.

Nidaime Otokage by DuskBeforeDawn Ongoing, inspired by nukenin, Time Travel, Dimension Travel, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Protective Hatake Kakashi, BAMF Hatake Kakashi, BAMF Dai-nana-han,Team 7, Team as Family, Non-Konoha Shinobi Kakashi, Hatake Kakashi is a Troll, Kage level Kakashi, Hatake Kakashi-centric, fluff, adventure, crack, mature, fun read

Summary: No one knew him.His father was still alive.His Sharingan acted like it had always been his.Kakashi was twenty-two years in the past of a different world.

French Kissing, the End of the World, and Other Impossible Ordeals by Tsume_Yuki Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Female Uzumaki Naruto, Time Travel, Uchiha Sasuke Being an Asshole, Protective Uchiha Sasuke, BAMF Uzumaki Naruto, Time Travel Fix-It, Smitten Uchiha Sasuke, grumpy asshole/cheerful optimist, this fic is literally just Sasuke being soft for Naruto, Mature but like it’s fiiine the author could’ve left it at teen and up and it would’ve gotten a pass at least from me

Summary: This is it, centuries of excellent genetics, of carefully selected marriages to maximise the potential of future generations and it’s going to be Sasuke who introduces idiocy to the Uchiha bloodline. The ancestors must be rolling in their graves. In which Sasuke is smitten, Naruto is a badass, and time travel happens.

No Tomorrow by Authorship Uchiha Shisui, Uchiha Clan, Shisui Lives, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Longfic, Completed, Found Family, Fix It, Mature, Time Travel, Fuck Danzo

Summary: The water was crushing, pummelling Shisui's broken form, even as it swept him further and further from Konoha. 

And then Shisui woke up.

It's two months until the day he died. Two months to change the current of his life, of his Clan, of his village. And Shisui has no intention of letting history run its course.

¦ part 1 ¦ part 2 ¦ part 3 ¦

[asukaskerian]

Monthly word count - June

TOTAL: 7 902. Huh, it felt like more. still, it was progress! POSTED nothin! IN PROGRESS -Days on a wire chapter 5 (madatobiizu ABO) (2 324 words) -unposted fic about tobirama breaking the universe a little to get his little brothers back (588 words) -unposted fic about madara's out-of-nowhere baby that just so happens to have some white hair (121 words) -Bleach: grimmichi+his fraccion (4 841 words!!!! about 500 of it that i'm gonna discard BUT.) -random edits/sentence fragments of a fic i otherwise didn't touch (28 words) Also posted: Days on a wire chapter 3 (madatobiizu ABO) -- teasers! --

madatobiizu abo --

"Apologies for ruining your obedient omega act," he murmured in the lull between two observations on artistic currents of the last century. Tobirama's eyes narrowed. "If you think he didn't know it was an act you're stupider than I thought." Madara swallowed a splutter. "I knew that! But you didn't want him catching you breaking character, did you? That would make him too happy!" The Senju stared at him for a long, tense moment, and then turned his face away, making a little annoyed noise between his teeth. Madara scowled. "And now you're annoyed that I'm right?!" "I'm annoyed that you exist." The beta chaperone cleared her throat pointedly. Tobirama took in a deep, bracing breath through his nose. Madara glowered away, and tried to ease his scowl before another novella could be written about their lover's tiff. "Anyway. Pottery." "It's carvings." "It's not worth half the price he paid for it, is what it is." Tobirama started to open his mouth, and then slid his eyes away and opened his fan to block the lower half of his face, hiding his expression. -- weird timeline-breaking tobirama fic -- Blood in his eye. He flipped the stolen kunai around and went for the nearest knee. Up the slope out of sight fire bloomed -- how many had come through -- his assailant pulled out another kunai, sweeping out of the way of Tobirama's blade, went to try again; dodged to the side as a rock came flying at his head. Another deadlock, violent blade-to-blade crash. His arms trembled. He let them. The guy saw it, shoved -- Tobirama threw himself onto his back, feet lashing out to let the man's own momentum fling him into the jutting rocks only five steps behind. The man whirled, impacting with his back; Tobirama flipped the kunai point down in his hand, stepping in -- Kawarama yelled a warning as a polearm sent him flying and another enemy reached down for the Uchiha child. Enemy on one side, groaning, not out of the fight -- enemy on the other side who didn't know there was nowhere she could bring the child and actually salvage this and would still try, child (his terrified eyes, so black), brother -- Brother out of reach. Brother out of reach, free from their pincer attack, free to run. Tobirama and Kawarama could escape now, and let Madara sort it out. He'd be too busy to chase. Tobirama sliced his hand up -- muddy water followed, right into her nose and throat -- and snatched up the child. -- surprise madara child -- Five Senju corpses, six, nine. A fresh gouge in the earth. Mud everywhere. Some trees torn up past the debris. Madara and Hikaku ghost over them, following the trail of destruction. Another dead Senju. In a clearing that didn't exist an hour ago there is a Senju corpse face down with a sword through the shoulder blades, and a Senju man sitting on his heels and holding onto his knees. He's balancing on his toes to be ready to move, Madara thinks, but his head is bowed and his shoulders quiver. A silent gasp. A sob. A hand slowly fisting in white hair. Madara and Hikaku have been here for the space of three whole breaths and he hasn't even noticed. -- Bleach ABO -- Fifteen minutes later they're all crammed inside Kurosaki's bedroom, on the first floor of a house that shakes every time Edrad or Nakeem take a step -- but neither of them is doing that now. Now the bed frame is standing on its side to block part of the window, the mattress is on the floor, Grimmjow sitting on a corner trying to breathe around the pain, and Nakeem is wedged against the wall getting grimly fucked by Di Roy. They all have their swords in hand and there isn't a single sheath to be seen. Kurosaki stands behind him with a hand on the nape of his neck. His eyes are gold and over two-thirds of his face is masked. His dick is tenting his torn-up shinigami uniform and his head keeps turning at every non-noise. It's probably the only reason Di Roy's managing to perform; Kurosaki isn't paying attention to him. He's freaking out and Grimmjow can't get him to calm down. "Edrad? Status." "Starting to consider the best place to plant my blade so I can ride the handle," he replies almost pleasantly, except for the fact that he would never joke like that if he felt pleasant. He manages to send Grimmjow a little grimace-and-shrug as an apology. "I'll live." "Mmh. Shawlong?" "I can run." What he means is, they should run. The enemy found them, their hideout is broken, the new barrier might possibly be a prison, and Kurosaki won't let them leave. Yeah, Grimmjow knows exactly what he means. He doesn't like it either but his cunt is starting to clench around jack shit all over again and he can maybe limp through one more battle with peons but only if nobody minds him dropping in the middle to make a nest out of the corpses and start yowling for an alpha to come breed him already. He can already tell he's gonna fuck up his lung nice and proper once he really gets into it.