writhingbeneathyou:

Tobirama as an elder god.

(Part 3 of the Naruto Gods series)

Infuriated by Madara’s encroachment on his territory, Tobirama
sends forth waves of ice with renewed vigor to retake what is rightfully his.
The Earth itself groans beneath the gods’ rage and humanity seeks shelter in
the caves created by the continental bones of Madara’s Susanoo.

For a century, volcanoes loose their fiery payload and sear scars
though the landscape in a billowing clout of steam. Ultimately, Tobirama finds
himself outmatched by the might of Madara. His retreat is a bitter, forced
thing, giving ground only when he is bent double around Madara’s fist and too
exhausted to continue. He clutches at Madara’s stomach and thighs as he slips
to the ground bonelessly. From his mouth pours the first river. His ice sheets
melt to form the oceans and nourish the soil.

In Tobirama’s defeat, the sun bears down on the rich loam of
the Earth and reveals germinating seedlings, reaching up like hands. Madara
grasps them and pulls the long-lost God of Creation and Renewal, Hashirama, from
his erstwhile bed of frost.

Tobirama’s bolt of realization is a painful thing.

(He wears the scars of Madara’s touch on his face as a reminder of his folly.)

~~Commissions info here~~

zerowrite:

Soulmate AU

Madatobi.

Uh… I guess Tobimada in this one.

Soulmate au where the opinion your soulmate has of you creates marks on your skin. The more they hate you, the more injuries you have. Injuries like lines of bruises or cuts. If it’s really bad the marks turn into scars.

The more they like or love you the more healthy your skin gets or maybe tattoos if that what they’re into.

Madara is covered in scars and bruises. It’s happened since he has first meet Tobirama at the river. As Konoha is founded, Madara slowly falls in love with Tobirama. He refuses to tell anyone who his soulmate is despite his brother’s constant badgering. The little shit told Hashirama so now he’s being bugged by both of them.

Tobirama ignored his marks, never caring who his soulmate was. Now, he wishes he had paid attention. Touka asked who it was upon see the tattoo on his back. A large panther sprawled over his entire back, crouch as though it was protecting him. Who cared about him enough to cause such a vivid tattoo?

@raendown  )—( 

My fish

ask-madahashitobi:

tobiramaspeaks:

ask-madahashitobi:

tobiramaspeaks:

Hashirama ate all my fish, he ate my fish, my favorite food, the “fresh fish caught in the clean rivers of Konoha,” its all gone, devoured, guzzled up, consumed, feasted on, gulped down, down, down, into that beast of a stomach, by that wild monster of an appetite, that impeccably giant desire to ingulf, unquenchable, indestructible. I’m going to put dead mice under his pillow.

-Tobirama “fish cuck” Senju

@tobiramaspeaks

Hashirama: “Sorry little brother. I couldn’t help myself.”

hmmm… we can discuss forgiveness after there are fish in my belly. Until then… enjoy your fleas. @ask-madahashitobi

-Tobirama “my brother cucked me” Senju

Hashirama: “It was only a few fish!”

@tobiramaspeaks

Don’t experiment unsupervised

inconveniencedneutrons:

Tobirama does an experiment and woops-now there is tiny toddler Tobi.

Tobirama looked solemnly up at the big man that felt just like Big Brother. He looked like Father too. Given that he had been caught up in some sort of seal and elder Akahiko had just last week told him seals could be used to manipulate all kinds of things, this could really be only a few scenarious. Tobirama allowed himself a short moment of internal panic, another one of absolute glee about this proof that seals really were the next best thing after Fish and then accepted the situation and moved on to more important things.

He tilted his head and gravely intoned „Anija?“

This situation required a certain amount of gravitas and Tobirama was quite pleased with himself for conveying it properly.

The man -Big Brother?- tilted to the left, seemed to choke on thin air and then crumbled like wet rice paper.

Ah yes, this was definitely Big Brother. Once again he felt the elation of -seals,seals,seals- but brought it under control.

He braced himself for the exhuberant hug and allowed the manhandling for a moment before he decided to once again reinstate proper priorities. He patted the wet cheecks smushed into his hair to get the blubbering man‘s attention and pointed in the direction he could make out the delicious smell coming from.

„Fish.“

He had not known his brother could move this fast. He was impressed.

_

Left behind in the dust Madara, Izuna and Mito turned to stare at Touka, eyes wide. She just shrugged at them. There wasn‘t much they could do and getting inbetween the brothers at the moment was liable to get them all scewered by Hashirama at the moment.

„At least Tobirama is not bound to make unreasonable demands, once he realises how much power he has with our esteemed Kage wrapped around his fingers. I mean, when he actually was this age there was just a really owerwhelming demand for fish, so…“ she shrugged. Not like they could do anything here. Tobirama was too smart not to use his cuteness like a precision weapon and Hashirama had always been stupidly besotted with his little brother.

She would have to make certain not to fall for the shrewd child herself, adorable hellion that he was. Perhaps she should go on a mission until whatever this was wore off?

But then? She looked at the Uchiha brothers out of the corner of her eyes. Toddler Tobirama would be devastating on the pathetic suckers and it would be a shame to miss that.

The Great Shinobi Bake Off

sloaners:

chocolatechiplague:

Welcome to The Great Shinobi Bake Off. Meet our contestants and the five points of view the competition is seen through. From Tsunade, Gaara, Kakashi, Naruto and the wonderful Sai. This is the race to be the ‘Star Baker’. Let’s get to baking!

From the corner of Kakashi’s only visible eye, he could see that Naruto was waving to get his attention, a dorky smile on the boy’s lips as he tried to get his sensei over there. Better see what he wants, Kakashi thought before making it snail pace over to the blonde.
“Kakashi-sensei, want to try one of my cupcakes?”
They were green. Slimy green, like a frog or something. Was that the theme the boy picked? Frogs?
“I’d rather eat the Pringles off the floor than eat your cookies Naruto…no offense.”

@sloaners

Hahaha, wow! That was a wild ride from start to finish! Thank you so much for writing this!

The Great Shinobi Bake Off

hashimadahashimadahashimada:

👀👀Look what I did👀👀

Writing is like an on-and-off enemy of mine. I hate doing it, but I felt a need today, so this happened. Tell me if I should continue it, I guess.

(I don’t know how to make the cut in a post on mobile, so sorry to all of you that have to scroll past this on your dash)

It should have been easy.

To pull away, that is.

And yet, Madara’s mind oh so often wandered back to that gently flowing stream, where small rocks dappled the ground and two skipping stones lay, the only remaining evidence of a heartbreaking fight.

He would wake up at night covered in sweat, his newly awakened sharingan glowing red in the dark.

“Nii-San?”

“I’m fine, Izuna. Go back to sleep.”

But he was not fine.

The days found him mouthing Hashirama’s name unconsciously, tracing the characters on his leg.

His father constantly reminded him that the Senju were bad, the Senju were the enemies, the Senju wanted to kill Izuna. Izuna was all he had now. He couldn’t lose him. Whenever he thought about protecting his brother, however, he remembered Hashirama’s daydreaming. The ravings of a lunatic, he so often told himself afterward, but none the less, he couldn’t help but remember how he said he would keep his brother safe in the imaginary village below that towering cliff, where everyone would be happy and no child would have to go to war again.

But that world was gone, blown away with the falling leaves.

No matter.

Speak Softly And Carry A Pomeranian | Chapter 12: Puppy Love

raendown:

Get ready to laugh as the ever wonderful @thetoxicstrawberry captures our favorite idiotic boys perfectly with this week’s art!

Pairing: MadaraTobirama
Word count: 2699
Story summary:

Accidents happen, right? But not usually for Tobirama. When an experiment goes awry, he is left taking care of Madara in a new furry form. As the small dog works his way into his heart, Tobirama finds himself reluctant to turn him back.

Follow the link or read it under the cut!

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Speak Softly And Carry A Pomeranian |
Chapter 12: Puppy Love

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