#he’s an uchiha after all

[motheryoon]

he lay on his back, bare-chested, underneath the glow of the moon with his bride resting her head over the space where his heart beats. their skin is still dotted with perspiration from making love, breaths stills steadily evening out.

they are married.

tears prick the corners of his eyes, one lavender and one onyx, as he slowly tries to comprehend this actuality.

he is married. to the only person he has ever loved. to the woman who poured her affection into his soul and filled him to the brim with joy.

“if i were to die now,” he utters quietly, to only her and the moon, “i would die a happy man.”

her head tilts upwards and she looks at his face unflinchingly, as she has done so many times before. he wonders what she sees, what there is to love about him.

she’s always had better eyes than him, though, so perhaps there is some worth there, even if it is minuscule. perhaps she sees something, deep inside his eyes, his mind, his heart—that he cannot. that is worth loving.

“sasuke-kun. sasuke-kun,” sakura whispers, calling to him repeatedly, and warmth pools in every crevice of his being at her silken voice.

she is like medicine, like oxygen, like heaven.

she continues, breathing his name into his skin and pressing fervent kisses to his lips—his lips; so eager and desperate for her touch are they.

“ah,” he whispers, mouth slowly lifting up at the corners, “the happiest man.”

[every-kakashi]

[ladykissingfish]

Deidara: Danna … I can’t sleep, hm.

Sasori: And what do you expect me to do, to remedy this situation?

Deidara, blushing: Well … you could always put me to sleep. Maybe … maybe give me s-some head —?

Sasori: Some … head? Did I hear you correctly?

Deidara: Yeah, you did. P-please? I just showered so I’m all clean and everything …

Sasori: I don’t know what that has to do with anything, but hang on …

Sasori: *walks out of the room; comes back in several moments later with his arms full of  puppet doll-heads*

Sasori: Here you are, brat. I fail to see how this will help you rest, but, sleep well. *blows him a kiss and walks out*

*heard through the wall*

Kisame: Oi, Kakuzu? Can you help, please? Itachi just laughed so hard that he dislocated his jaw; can you reset it?

Kakuzu: In a second; I have to fix Hidan’s first, the same thing just happened to him. What in the world could possibly have been so funny?!

Deidara:

[everymadara]

Chapter 661

[tired-biscuit]

jock!obito in a college au, who still has his sharingan and it activates the moment you make eye contact for the first time across the classroom. he turns all blushy and embarrassed, and you can't help but think he's the cutest boy you've ever seen.

[wispforever]

i have this headcanon where the uchihas have a little festival once a year to celebrate their lineage and the sharingan, and they do really fancy facepaint eye makeup

[domoz]

Or, alternate funny version to the previous: any combination of Uchiha watching Tobirama fight and discussing their observations (gossiping/oogling shamelessly), after peace exists and they SHOULD technically probably help him, but... Tobirama can clearly handle it, no need to get in his way

I once read that a drabble is 200 words or less. I will never beat those allegations.

The ability to share memories with the sharingan really isn't meant to be used this way, but that's never actually stopped anyone.

"I swear to you," Says Madara with a snicker, "He slapped himself in the face with a water whip. Acted like it never happened, but I saw it."

The scene is a bit more endearing than that, when Madara shows it. Tobirama is sparring with his students and one of them can't quite dodge in time. That jutsu can break skin and cut through muscle if it hits right, but rather than hurt one of his students that badly, Tobirama jerks it back. He breaking the whip's momentum but loses a good portion of control and,  indeed, slaps himself in the fact with it. He looks rather akin to a wet cat.

Madara and Izuna both break out into another fit of laughter, but Hikaku just shakes his head fondly.

"I've seen him do that on purpose, actually." He says after the laughter has died down a bit. It's not exactly the same -- the memory he calls up had been recorded on accident. It had been in those early days of peace, when seeing Tobirama move water about had made him call up the sharingan on instinct, back when they'd be so concerned that he'd break peace that he wasn't allowed to go off on missions alone.

I'd been rather rote mission -- dealing with bandits who had thought they could take advanced of the disorganization of a new village. It had had been hot, the summer temperatures soaring high and uncomfortable, and they'd both been sweat soaked and sticky by the end of it.

"Excuse me" Tobirama had said the moment he'd cause sight of a source of water. He'd let himself jump in ankle deep instead of standing on top, raised an arm, and proceeded to dump an honestly excessive amount of water over himself. Of course, his mastery over water let him pull water out of his clothes until he was just the right amount of damp without any effort-- Hikaku had been and still is jealous over it -- and even back then, eyes lingered on where wet clothes stuck to well-defined muscle.

Thankfully no one comments. The sharingan's tendency to show the exactly what was seen means they've all shared unintentionally embarrassing moments. Plus, Hikaku knows he's not the only one who's done that exact thing.

"Oh, sensei will do that for us, if we ask!" Chimes in Kagami, thankfully too young and oblivious to understand why his cousins are giving Hikaku the side eye. He launches into a memory of his team begging and pleading to be allowed to train on the water on another hot day. His sensei had crossed his arms, unimpressed, and said he knew that the lot of them had all mastered water walking already…

…But that if the lot of them managed to prove they could do their D-rank mission without complaining, he would think of a way to cool them all off. In Kagami's young memory, the cool mist Tobirama had raised from the pond of the garden they'd been weeding had been the most refreshing thing he'd ever felt.

"…He's too soft on you." Madara says, without any real heat.

"He's something." Izuna responds dryly. "Sometimes I forget, none of you have ever seen what it's like when he really wants to get something done."

Without warning, Izuna calls up the memory of a fight. No… A spar, but a bloodthirsty one. Probably one of the first ones they'd had since they were allowed to again, after peace was called. A mixture of pent up frustration and the fact that they were no longer supposed to kill each other had both of them showing off -- Izuna was prone to do it, regardless, but this was the first time he'd seen Tobirama opt for techniques that were more flashy than practical. A water dragon with mutliple heads split apart into multiple, chasing Izuna through the trees, each one eating one of the multi-fireballs Izuna hurls out to counter them.

Tobirama did not hesitate, leaping out from the steam and twisting his fingers. The droplets of water in the air shimmered and twisted until everything was an indistinct haze.

Not that it stops a sharingan. But something about the scene -- the way the light hit the mist, haloing Tobirama with a sort of rainbow -- or maybe the way he's smirking -- makes Izuna pause.

Oh, he thinks.

Oh, thinks everyone else.

[everyitachi]

[iamthe-walnut]

 I have made a Naruto oc V_V

I must tell u guys that some elements are my interpretation and spin within the Naruto world, I’m mainly interested in exploring the roles and experiences of female ninjas during this time period. 

Her name is Akirama Senju and she’s the younger sister of Hashirama and Tobirama. I’m thinking that she acted as some sort of mediator between her brothers and while shes not as strong as they are she’s definitely able to stand on equal ground with them and is respected. She was able to live up until adulthood unlike her twin brother, Itama. She was originally expected to live a domestic life and be potentially used as a future bride for political reasons when she gets older. Akirama didn’t like that prospect while her brothers courageously fought in a war. She would beg her father to fight too and after much deliberation he accepted after the death of Kawarama. She would decide to pose as a boy during this time but only when she’s at the battlefield, she did grow out of it when she got older.

When Hashirama and Madara met up in secret she found out about the friendship while she was looking for her brother(he totally bailed on her when he promised to train her with some stuff). She would make up excuses during Hashirama’s absence to cover up for him during their meetings whenever their father and Tobirama would start to suspect. Madara and Akirama would only be acquainted with each other but not really friends during this time. He thinks of her as that annoying little kid that decides to tag along.

[im-still-watching-anime]

i really like that kakashi parallels himself and sasuke with the third and orochimaru when he goes to put sasuke down because so much of kakashi’s life HAS been people trying to make him like the third or even just to be violent in general to the point that when he gets confronted with a situation like the third’s he DOES try the exact same thing despite the fact that he so vehemently DOESN’T want to like i just love how he goes to confront one of his kids resigned to the fact that his life has to follow some script that’s already happened before and that he couldn’t make any change but instead his kids love each other so much and love him so much that instead they all end up there together in a way so far outside of his expectations like god that moment healed so many wounds and fears in team seven but i just love how much of a turning point it was for kakashi specifically and how real it suddenly seemed to be for him that no neither you nor your kids have to end up the way the people before you did

[sinnbaddie]

Fugaku wasn’t the best father, but no one will ever convince me that Minato of all people is a better father than him

[teamsasukes]

i genuinely don't understand how "sasuke has trouble with honest healthy expressions of his feelings" has been dismissed by nrt tumblr at large as a misinterpretation parroted by certain shippers like how did we lose the plot so bad. me when i tell everyone i'm going on a walk instead of checking on my teammate who's been training all night because i'm so open with my feelings. me when the progress i've made with my team comes to screeching halt literally immediately after my brother who has murdered everyone i love returns and attacks my best friend because i'm comfortable with vulnerability. me when i put people in genjutsus where i violently kill them instead of violently killing them for real because i'm totally not trying to make it viscerally clear that they need to give up on me. no it's because i'm #honest

[evilkitten3]

so at what point after madara's (third) death do you think it hit sasuke that he was now actually the last uchiha

[everymadara]

Chapter 625

[uchihashisui-kun]

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.

[queerbaitesque]

hold on did sauske adopt boruto