#Blind Tobirama

[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.

#oh my god . im not going to tag this with everyone #tobirama senju #and Founder Era Uchihas #I think tobirama probably tried to figure out if he could refract light through water enough to blind people #he can't but he can make things *pretty* doesn't help with the sharingan but hey if hes showing off... #I also have a very vague and cracky idea of… the uchiha sharing memories with each other. #as they increasingly gain more memories of Tobirama Not being their enemy during peace tim #(and being downright kind to them re: Kagami and Hikaku specifically) #they all lowkey start to like and maybe even fall or him a little (since the memories being shared already have that connotation) #and tobirama is just clueless about the change in opinon and why it might be happening #………something something single dad hikaku as well. ive been THINKING about this. #urgh like I need more ideas. ANYWAYS. #I Am Not Immune to Italicized Oh Moments #oops! no writing tag #naruto blog for naruto things #izuna got bodyslammed into the ground immediatly after that memory ends btw. which Did Not help realizationwise

[akatsukitrash]

Just casually (and accidently) making so many naruto characters disabled

#rip hashirama and madara and touka and butsuma and tobirama and tsunade and nagato and deidara and kakuzu and zetsu #and ofc my oc akemi whos blind #and yagura and onoki #and many more #ur disabled and ur disabled and ur disabled!!+

[perelka-l]

Late Darktober #14.

Haunted by corpses~

Inks used: Sailor 時雨, Pelikan 4001 Brilliant Red, KWZ Sen o Warszawie

#Uchiha izuna #Uchiha madara #Senju Tobirama #Hm I wanted madara to have his eye blinded but I failed a bit woops #I enjoyed making Tobirama look like he didn't sleep three weeks but also he looks as if he cried now #Poor lad #That's what happens when you dig in corpses too much lol #watch me and my fail art

[phlebaswrites]

None So Blind (As Will Not See)

Summary:

The truth is there for anyone who wishes to perceive it.

(Not everyone needs eyes to see.)

Rating: Mature Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Madara Word Count: 2505 (Complete)

Entry for @madatobiweek2022​

Day 7 - October 15: Free day | The moment they knew

This story is for @dawen​ who pointed out the disparity between the number of stories that portray Tobirama as blind and the number of stories that portray Madara as blind. It's also for @kurakura0-0​ who suggested that they both be as blind as bats.

The idea that Tobirama uses his sensory abilities to read, write, and navigate is one that I first read in 101 Ways To Find A Soulmate by @trulywicked and this story is also for them, with many thanks for their beautiful stories.

Finally, I also have to note that - for this story - I'm drawing on a podcast that I heard.

This is Love is all about love stories, though not all of them are romantic. One of them is about the love that a city has for music. Another one is about snails and a scientist's attempt to breed his extremely rare snail.

But there's a story in there of a woman who is blind. And when her husband becomes blind she helps him through that process.

She lets him see the world through her life.

So this story is also for Rhonda and Ben Partain, and for Phoebe Judge who helped me to hear their story.

Truly, it takes a village.

Tobirama walks through the halls of Hokage tower but Madara doesn't pause at his approach.

The work that they are responsible for does not intersect and it is unlikely that his husband is coming to see him. Indeed it's far more likely that Tobirama is here to deposit yet more work on Hashirama's desk, irregardless of the absence of their always distractible Hokage.

Actually, that's a good strategy.

When Hashirama isn't present he cannot argue that the work should be done by someone else, and Madara resolves to copy Tobirama's technique the next time he wants Hashirama to approve yet another lengthy report.

But no, it seems that Madara was wrong, for Tobirama's presence comes to a halt just outside his door.

Madara's brush doesn't stop moving, he doesn't want to lose his place in the reply to Kumogakure's ambassador that he is writing, but he tilts his head to show that he is listening.

"My brother just tried to tell me that you are blind," Tobirama's voice is as composed as it always is, but what he's saying makes no sense at all.

Madara freezes, the brush stilling in his hand and the words that were so clear in his mind's eye a moment ago fading into blankness as his chakra falls away from the ink they import from Uzushio just for this.

Just for him and Tobirama.

He struggles to process his husband's statement once more, but finds that he can't, and he's left with no choice but to ask Tobirama to repeat himself.

"Say that again." It's nothing less than a demand, but Tobirama takes no offence.

"Anija just tried to tell me that you are blind. He didn't say it outright, but he hinted at it." Tobirama's voice is shaking now, but Madara identifies the emotion behind it with ease.

After ten years of living in the same village together, first as wary enemies, then as friends, and finally as lovers, they know each other very well.

That's not shock, not horror.

That's carefully suppressed hilarity.

Read the rest on AO3.

#madatobiweek2022 #Day 7 Prompt 2 #The moment they knew #Phlebas Writes #Naruto #fanfiction #Story: None So Blind (As Will Not See) #Series: MadaTobi Week 2022 #Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Madara #Senju Tobirama #Uchiha Madara #Senju Hashirama #Uchiha Izuna #okay to reblog

[nanamimizz]

ykw I just saw you say might gai is fine and I knew I could always trust you. I KNEW IT. HE IS FINE!!!!!

YEAHHHHH!!!!! yes i like fem boys yes i like fucked up men just as much as the next person but a guy who is so normal and incredibly positive? yes 🫶

#lamb.talks #friends <3 #messages📩 #monty🪶 #this is a very recent observation however #i was blinded by slutty silver haired men (kakashi and tobirama #but i like that guy has always been very constant in which hes a person who wants to be as strong as he can within his means #he gets no crazy powerup or what not everything he can do and he did do comes from his own capabilities and the rules of the naruto world #(the inner gates) #also….he is handsome to me

[belit0]

ahh, i just found out tobirama was about 40 when he became hokage! which makes him even hotter🤭. can you do a hokage tobirama and his young pregnant shy wife meeting his family and like people around the village

I need to EXPLICTLYYYY know where you got that information from bc confirming that he was a daddy brings a different flavor to his character🫠❤️‍🩹

For clarification purposes: Madara is blind in this piece. Hashirama healed Izuna before he died, under Madara's acceptance of peace, and Aniki never took his younger brother's eyes, preferring to go blind rather than steal his sight.

No one dares to look him in the eye, let alone question the possessive hand that won't let go of (Y/N)'s hips. Her belly is too prominent to deny the situation, but no one is used to seeing the current Hokage with his wife.

Senju Tobirama devoted himself to hiding the woman he promised as a bride, unable to tolerate stares at her and unfortunate comments. Both men and women would send lust and desire toward her, and he would have no way to stop them all. What better remedy than to shelter (Y/N) until his ownership is undeniable?

Tobirama can be quite capricious.

The man even went as far as not allowing his own older brother to meet her, Hashirama himself excluded from the equation. To think that the former Hokage could betray his younger brother like that was ridiculous to everyone, but it wasn't about lust with him. No.

Tobirama hid (Y/N) because he refused to lose the one ray of light in his life (after Anija's solar shower, of course). His past is made up of death and disappointment, built as an unfeeling weapon of war by his father, robbed of the ability to empathize with anyone until the creation of Konoha.

His wife brought a peace he didn't know he needed into his life, a breath of fresh air even as nations struggled to not cooperate with peace, freedom among so much horror and suffering. (Y/N) showed him that life could be spent out of survival mode, that he could relax for sleep and accept another person into his bed without danger.

Having found what he always sought without knowing it, Tobirama could not afford to lose it.

Keeping her away from everything and everyone (beyond his possible jealousy) was also composed by the need to protect her, to remove her from the spotlight that inevitably comes with being the Hokage's future wife, to prevent her from being used against him. The albino's attitudes were based on affection, but now that (Y/N) is round with his creation, full of him, he can't help but proudly display her.

He strolls through the market streets with his head held high and his wife tightly in his grip, shooting hostile glances at anyone who looks at them for more than five minutes at a time. Of course he expects people to be surprised, but he doesn't want her to end up with the evil eye either.

"Hokage-Sama! Here, here!" shouts a little old lady from his favorite food stall. He can't ignore people from his village, those who trust him, and comes up to her stall to give her a smile unbecoming of Tobirama. "You look very happy, Hokage-Sama!"

"Ah... how could a man not be, having such a beautiful woman by his side?" And (Y/N) blushes, waving slightly at the little old lady and trying to hide the redness of her cheeks behind the sleeve of her yukata.

The elderly woman smiles, and hands them both a small package of food without accepting anything in return, "here, here, take this, enjoy life!" She practically pushes them out of her stall, and they resume walking to the point they agreed on with Hashirama.

People stare and stare at them, some even dare to congratulate the Hokage, give him blessings, ask if he could feel how many children are there. Some inquiries make him uncomfortable, and with just a blunt look he gets rid of those prying eyes.

They receive more gifts along the way, offerings of love and respect, food and decorations, townspeople declaring their eagerness to meet the Hokage's offspring. Tobirama would not expect to have interacted with so many people in such a short distance, and his social battery is noticeably drained, squeezing (Y/N) more and more protectively against his body.

By the time they reach Hashirama's house, the Hokage no longer wants anything to do with anyone.

"Ayoooooo! Tobi! You made it!" his older brother waits for them sitting at the door, like a little kid waiting for his dad to come home from work. The problem is, Hashirama is not a child, and not little one either. He pounces on the two, wrapping his arms around them and pressing their faces to his chest, invasive and effusive as always but enhanced by (Y/N)'s presence.

"Aaaa! (Y/N)! Finally released from your confinement! It's so beautiful to finally meet you!" Anija lets go of him, only to squeeze her separately, give her kisses on the crown of her head and clench her cheeks like a grandmother. Yes, Hashirama could be compared to a grandmother. "Have you looked... I mean, in there? See what's in there? We could ask Izuna to-"

"No."

"But-"

"No. It's a surprise." Tobirama pulls (Y/N) out of his arms, and hugging her enters the house he knows by heart. He heads straight for the courtyard, where he knows Hashirama (who comes behind him with his head down and feigning sadness) enjoys afternoons of tea.

Of course, he does not expect the surprise his brother has prepared for him there.

The whole clan, the whole damn family is gathered around a huge table, different from the one Anija prefers for his solitary lunches. Sitting in the two main seats, the Uchiha brothers, who have no business in a Senju house, full of Senju men and women.

Is this what peace looks like? Graphically represented? Tobirama wants to vomit.

"TOBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" He is greeted by his entire family as a whole, and the elders soon hover over both of them. Females kidnap (Y/N) to shower her with questions and love, all a carbon copy of how Hashirama behaves but boosted to the tenth.

The albino is also abducted, but by the young men and his older brother, who seems to have regained his cheerfulness. They sit him down in front of the Uchiha brothers, and it's like sending a cow to the slaughter.

"Tobi Tobes... I didn't know your family called you like that, neither that your wife was SO pregnant... He hides too many things from us, right Aniki?" Izuna starts, as usual, not missing a chance to poke him with whatever comes in front of him.

"Hm."

"How many children do you have there? 3? She's... prominent!"

"Get my wife out of your mouth before I make you remember why the war existed in the first place." It's a blunt threat, and the young men around him tense up. Peace is old at this point, but the habits of a life that no longer exists are hard to forget.

"He's joking! Yes, yes, he's kidding! No tobi?" Hashirama tries to disperse the waters, and it works, at least with those who don't know them inside out. Madara knows what's coming, and so does he somehow.

"You want me to see how many are there? With the Sharingan, I mean... it's not like I actually want to get inside-"

"Izuna. Enough." Aniki tries, and succeeds until the albino glares at his little brother.

"Madara... you're blind, but if only could you see the size of that woman's belly..."

"IZUNA!" This time it's Hashirama, who gets indignant every time the Uchiha speaks so lightly about his brother's eye condition. Maybe it's the way they both have of cooperating with the situation, but it's still terrible in his ears.

The Uchiha leader chuckles under his breath, and it's all the validation Izuna needs to go on.

"So, what do you say, Tobi Tobes, want to check it out?" and before he can activate his Dōjutsu, two huge branches stop them both. Tobirama, who was in the process of pulling out a kunai and jumping to his throat, is imprisoned in his seat. Izuna, about to reveal the mystery the couple wanted to keep, has a huge trunk wrapped around his head in the eye area.

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you too."

"Fuck all of you guys." And everyone turns around in surprise, because this time it's (Y/N) doing the talking. She puts a hand on her husband's shoulder, dodging the wood on him, and gives a pleasant smile to the Uchiha brothers. "We'll find out how many children are here at the time of delivery, for the time being, I appreciate your efforts, Lord Izuna."

#tobirama senju x reader #senju tobirama x reader #tobirama x reader #senju tobirama #tobirama senju #tobirama #naruto imagines #naruto #naruto shippuden #senju clan #naruto founders #senju hashirama #hashirama senju #hashirama #madara uchiha #uchiha madara #madara #izuna uchiha #izuna #uchiha izuna #uchiha clan

[risuola]

VI — WHAT IF...? — F. READER x TOBIRAMA SENJU

Tobirama never wanted children and not one of you ever brought the topic up, but now, as you grow more and more intimate and comfortable with each other you wonder, what if...?

cw: smut, reader discretion is advised — 2,1k words

a/n: i need to tell you guys that i'm so incredibely grateful for the positive feedback i got from you readers! i know that Tobirama isn't the most popular character in Naruto and i chose him to make this series about (because I love him, that's why) and it makes me so happy that you enjoy his little persona too! ❥ also, i'm very sorry for posting so rarely for this series, i was stuck in where to take the story now.

SERIES MASTERLIST

“God, I’m so damn busy.”

Tobirama’s low, deep voice rumbled against your skin as he kept latching his lips along the edges of you. You let your nails gently run across the pale flesh of his sides, your hands long gone underneath the dark ink-blue fabric of his blouse, yearning for the warmth of a man that has your heart in a tight grip for way longer than you’d ever suspect. The marks he was leaving at his wake matched the color to the ones you were painting on his back and you couldn’t help but grin with satisfaction when he hissed near your ear. The stinging sensation of your scratches fueled his fire even more and only seconds passed before your pants were pushed down and underwear got ripped into pieces. The heat of your core now exposed to his whims, starved tremendously for any touch of his, and you whimper – the sound nearly pathetic, as he moved his fingers along your dripping slit, spreading the slick and making their way around the pulsating bud.

“My love,” you breathed again, leaning your head against his peck, inhaling the subtle, fresh scent that always stuck to his body. A mixture of tangerine and pepper, a hint of sandal wood hovering above the soft undertone of morning dew and rain. “My god, I missed you.” You spoke, but what was leaving your mouth was incoherent, it was airy and broken; stuttered between the expert circles Tobirama was massaging right into your nervous system.

“I missed you too,” he replied, quiet against the crown of your head, taking in your aura and impatiently moving his fingers a little bit further, making them slip right into you. One by one, he was focused on stretching you out, the tight ring of muscles clenching around his digits as he moved them back and forth.

“Tobi, please–“ you whined, gripping onto his sides with enough force to ground yourself.

“You think you are ready for me?”

“I do, please,” there was no hint of uncertainty when you begged for him to fuck you. Right there, on his desk, in his office in the hokage tower. There was no worry in you, no thought about his brother few doors further down the hall, no nothing that could convince you that it wasn’t the best idea and it seemed your husband has just as little concerns because it didn’t take him long to be inside you.

A low, gravelly groan escaped his throat, vibrating against your lips that glued to his throat marked their way across the sensitive skin over his Adam’s apple. It’s been too long since he felt you that close, it’s been too long since he was able to just lose himself in you, be vulnerable in the loving embrace of your body, be the person he never got to be publicly and instead of thinking and analyzing, just letting himself feel. And then, he was sure, that if ever he wished to feel anything, it was you he wanted to experience. It was you since the day he saw you for the first time, led by a servant in your family palace, blinded and obedient but bearing a beauty that tainted his thoughts perpetually.

Tobirama will always remember the feeling of your body – the soft curve of your shoulder he kept his hand on to lead you out of your village, the gentle brush of his fingers against your cheekbones when he took the blindfold off your face, revealing the eyes in which he got lost with no return. You were nothing more than a girl he just met back then, a wife-to-be but someone unknown and yet, his heart knew on the spot that things will change. And they did, he knew it’ll happen, but he wouldn’t dare to wish his life to turn out so dramatically different to what he predicted. Love was a feeling as foreign as fear to his heart. A heart he thought was frozen and nothing more than a dot in the constellation of organs that kept him alive. The beat in his chest has never had any more meaning than to keep his body going and the very same beat now goes crazy, rumbling against his ribs whenever he sees you. Tobirama knew his life will change, the very moment his head was filled with terror and uneasiness when Hashirama passed him the decision regarding the arrangement. He knew about all the shifts in his day to day life he will simply have to commit to and yet, the most vibrant of his dreams, the most brave and perverse could have never created what he had now. You.

You, on the desk he’s used to work at. You, with your plush thighs wrapped around his waist, your hands gripping onto him for just a fraction of support, panting out moans, so light and breathy, against his lips, quietly escaping only for his ears to hear. With your core clenching, aching to accommodate him whole and yet, greedy enough to take everything, to want more. Senju would never imagine he will be blessed enough to hear his name spoken with so much love he could actually feel it seeping through the sound of it.

You kept squeezing him and he kept losing his mind over every twitch your walls did around him. You were a work of art, he thought as his eyes followed the lines of your body. An arch of your back now prominent, and the only thing that kept you from falling flat onto the desk was a pair of his hands, strongly holding your waist to himself. Your eyes were absent, your mind long gone into the realm of pleasure and yet, your fingers stayed on his biceps, squeezing the flesh and wandering, hungry to have more of him.

“Tobi–“ you breathed out, the name just barely sliding on top of the air you were panting out and you pulled yourself closer to him. Your palms now found their way to his back, stretching the fabric of his blouse to feel the skin underneath it and you leaned into him, as he leaned into you. Your foreheads touched, noses squeezed together as the final moves of his hips brought both of you over the edge. Your breaths mingled together, a soft, broken sounds made for a cacophony of love you just shared and you shut your eyes to just feel him fully.

“Welcome back home,” your husband whispered finally, kissing your lips shortly after your smile acknowledged his words. The gesture was soft, languid and though you knew it was carrying much more than just concluding the sex. There was love that it carried, emotions unraveling with each movement of his mouth against yours and you felt the warmth spreading all over your body.

“I missed you too,” you replied, softly and quietly, slowly breaking the kiss off but not shying away from marking the line of his jawline with few more wet spots. “Let’s get cleaned, shall we?”

* * *

Watching Tobirama fight was one of your favorite things to do ever since you got to marry him. It amazed you every time you had a chance to witness his training and your husband never failed to take your breath away with how skilled and precise his movements are, how much control he has over nature releases and how well he wields the sword. Of course, the moment he offered you to join him while he trained with Kagami, you said yes without a second thought.

The boy from the clan of fire has become a part of your family in a way. Ever since you gave him a hand, helped him go through the traumatic events that happened with his biological parents, you kept an eye on him. With regular visits at his new home, you got to know his new parents – lovely people – and you really attached yourself to the little kid. He was growing so fast, warming your heart and soul as you watched the smile on his face and pinched his cheeks every time you had a chance, because soon he’ll be too big for you to do so any longer (you’ll try anyway). Kagami was a constant guest at your house, spreading his warm aura across the place where you and your husband live and making you smile every time you saw him, because the few days you got to take a close care of him were the sweetest memories you held onto. You’ll never forget the way he clung onto you, with trust and a kind of love that a child gives an adult that it feels safe with.

Tobirama grew to love the boy rather quickly – though he was reluctant to admit how fast it happened, but you knew he felt the intense need of care in just few days of little Uchiha in his life. Now it wasn’t a secret anymore – your husband openly treated the kid as if it was his own and even though he strongly believed that kids shouldn’t be exposed to war and violence, he was very supportive when it came to trainings. Even on the busiest days of his schedule, he always found a moment or two to spare for the cheerful child that came to visit the hokage tower every time he was around.

“Tired already?” Senju asked, watching the brunette gathering up from the green grass on one of the meadows that were more of a training field than a piece of greenery. An open space so big in comparison to the almost eight-year-old tiny human and yet he bravely raised up to his little feet, clenching his fingers around the handle of his kunai.

 “No!” He called out, panted and a small smile tugged on your husband’s lips as he got into his stance yet again. It was a spectacle of trust and power and you admired your man for being able to perfectly calculate how much strength he can put into every move of his body to make the little one hustle just enough.

You, as you sat on the side, resting on the soft blanket and surrounded by homemade food you prepared to feed both boys after they’re done and some bandages and first aid supplies that you knew will be needed to tend scrapes and cuts that Kagami will most likely be covered in after the session. All those little, harmless wounds you’ll later kiss and wrap around, tickling the child and basking in the sweet sound of his giggles muffled by the pieces of rice and meat you’ll give him.

You smiled, then sighed, feeling a sentiment washing over you. A slight tension made your muscles twitch and soon you found yourself pressing a hand onto your belly. You wished to have children, not always – but now, as you found love in the village that confidently you call your cherished home, more and more often you catch yourself thinking.

Tobirama didn’t want any offspring, at least that’s what he told you few days after the wedding – as he was explaining to you the mechanisms of the arrangement and briefing you through his visions of the future between you and him, he mentioned that his brother will secure the bloodline, therefore he has no wish to have kids himself. It’s something you agreed on, then slightly intimidated by his cold and calm persona, but three years had passed since you and him got bonded by knot of matrimony and as you think of it, none of his predictions came to life.

Sometimes you chuckled mentally, knowing how far off is what you have now to what he told you he think will happen. It was meant to be loveless, it was meant to be dry and distant. He told you that he’s sorry for the future you were given to, that he’s not going to love you just like you deserve but then, he did just that. He swore he’s cold, that his heart isn’t capable of sharing feelings as romantic as love but Tobirama loves, and he loves hot. Every kiss and stolen touch with him burns right into your soul, warms you from the inside, makes you happy and cherished, and you knew, deep inside of your heart, that his mind changed long time ago. You knew, deep down, that he’s content with what you built together, that he’s happier than he ever would be if your marriage turned out as he thought it will.

And so, you wondered if his will to have children changed as well? You never talked about it with him, never asked and he didn’t as well. Lost in the constant rush of his busy schedule, from meeting to meeting and from fight to fight, Tobirama stayed quiet about the issue and you, now leading the anbu, never had guts to bring it up either. But now, as you sat there, basking in the warm rays of the summer sun, you wondered what if…?

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[wing-ed-thing]

Enemies to Lovers with Tobirama Senju

Tags: No Reader Pronouns

𓆃 It's actually surprisingly uncomplicated to go from an enemy to a lover with Tobirama, contrary to assumptions. And it's because he's an extremely logical person.

𓆃 Given that you end up proving yourself to be trustworthy, Tobirama is willing to take things of the past at face-value and weigh them against actions of the present.

𓆃 All clans, after all, were warring. And when peace was inevitably negotiated, there wasn't a single soul who had nothing to look past.

𓆃 Things might actually go smoother if you knew Tobirama prior to the foundation of the village. Seeing each other in passing on the field or even engaging on combat together would, at the very least, establish some familiarity between the two of you.

𓆃 Especially for the period, battlefield etiquette was an unspoken rule that almost everyone engaged in. And while you could expect an increase in underhanded tactics when things grew contentious, at the very least, you learned your opponent's name.

𓆃 And while Tobirama isn't one to throw out compliments to you during your altercations, the engagement itself is a testament to your strength and praise to your skill.

𓆃 He'll get oddly silent, his eyes never leaving you as he charges at you over and over with his blade. Although, this isn't to say that he's rash when it comes to you. Rather, it's the opposite.

𓆃 His gaze is dark and calculated, and his intense focus is a compliment in and of itself. It means he's taking you seriously.

𓆃 And once the village eventually comes together, building rapport with Tobirama only becomes easier, especially if your people are on board and cooperating with the effort or if you're an active participant in negotiations and/or leadership.

𓆃 It takes time, genuine interactions, and, of course, some amount of trust to break through Tobirama's hard exterior. He's fairly aloof and abrasive, but demonstrating your seriousness when it comes to the issues can gain you a powerful ally.

𓆃 Tobirama can also smell an act from a mile away, so sincerity is key to building a relationship. And no matter what your dynamic evolves into, it's one built on trust and honesty.

𓆃 It's extremely likely that Tobirama will fall first... and not know it, which leads to you noticing him around quite a bit, always finding an excuse to talk to you while also staying stand-offish and aloof.

𓆃 He tries to stay a logical as he can, but every so often his nerves will get the better of him, resulting in various fumbles or misspoken words.

𓆃 But don't be mistaken, if things start to go south with any agreements between your clans, Tobirama won't shy away from the issues and may speak with less tact than he should. But it's important to understand that his approach is logical.

𓆃 It's not something he necessarily holds against you, and he's not quick to hard assumptions, but he's also not turning a blind eye to anything that might concern him just because of his affection for you.

𓆃 After all, his family comes first.

𓆃 But given enough evidence, Tobirama is readily able to move forward on the grounds of mutual respect and understanding. He doesn't like to talk much about the past in the first place.

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: I had to feed my Tobirama stans a little

#Tobirama x reader #Tobirama senju x reader #naruto x reader #naruto headcanons #naruto x y/n #naruto x you #naruto #reader insert #x reader #x you #naruto shippuden #Tobirama headcanons #tobirama #Tobirama senji

[childotkw]

a snippet of the uzumaki geeking out about regulus's runes with izuna standing on guard bc no one is going to steal his cousin away on his watch

"Remarkable," Uzumaki Katsumi murmured, leaning in far too fucking close to peer over Regulus' shoulder.

Izuna glared at the brazen man, eyeing the decreasing distance between the Uzumaki's chest and Regulus' arm with furious consideration.

"You write like a seal master," the red haired menace continued, voice edged with appreciation. "Are you sure you have not trained with one of my clan?"

Regulus smiled, that endearingly small flick of his lips, but he seemed blind to the glint of hunger the Uzumaki regarded him with. That every gods damned Uzumaki seemed to regard him with.

Izuna had hated the visiting delegation since the lot of them had rocked up at Konoha's gates a week ago.

He understood the importance of solidifying their relations with the infamous - terrifying, ancient, dangerous - clan. He understood why this visit symbolised and how already the ripples of a great future were being made here. He understood that keeping up appearances was necessary.

What he didn't understand was why every blasted Uzumaki in the village seemed to want to marry his friend.

Izuna had thought Tobirama was the one he would have to keep an eye on.

"That's kind of you to say," Regulus replied, his strange accent flaring up now that he was actually speaking their language rather than using his translation 'spell'. "I'm used to writing with different equipment though, so it has been an...interesting learning curve for me."

"All the more impressive then," Uzumaki said, flashing a bright smile that crinkled the corners of his blazing blue eyes. "I would be honoured to offer some tutoring, if you would like to expand your skills."

Izuna's sharingan flared to life as he spluttered in offence.

Regulus didn't even blink at the salacious offer.

#anonymous #HP #naruto #regulus black #uchiha izuna

[lossie92]

A snippet from the beginning of chapter 6 of Cynosure. Please let me know what you think of it - I'm really curious!

Also sorry that it took a bit longer to post, but my brain is fried with a fever and I forgot I asked if ppl wanted to read this 😶

Hope you enjoy!

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Warnings: a/b/o au, mentions of past abuse

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Madara groaned, his eyes closed, before banging the back of his head against the wall behind him.

The meeting with the elders had ended a while ago and, considering the outcome, he knew he should be celebrating. However, he was too out of sorts to feel happy about this sound, if unexpected, victory.

Despite trying to push it away, the heartbreaking image Tobirama had made as he curled into himself amongst the blankets and pillows in blinding fear of being struck wouldn’t leave him alone. 

There had been many moments in Madara's life when he had felt helpless and at a loss for what to do, and this was definitely one of them. Even though it very likely wouldn't have gone over well, at the time all he had wanted to do was to pull Tobirama close and promise him that whoever had hurt him in the past would never be able to do so again. Not if Madara had any say in that whatsoever. 

An empty promise. 

A stupid one too, since they barely knew each other and Madara really had no claim to make promises of this nature. 

But he didn't fucking care.

Tobirama was… he was…

He sighed.

Tobirama was smart. He could be surprisingly witty. He was endearingly sweet, but he argued with the same precision he wielded a sword when he was passionate about something, and this in no way diminished his charm. He was a mystery too, one Madara was curious about and wanted to unravel.

And he was beautiful. 

Undeniably, achingly beautiful.

Of course beauty was a shallow thing to focus on and it didn’t matter all that much too in the grand scheme of things. Sure, being with someone beautiful was nice and it would be a lie if Madara said looks never played any part in his attraction to another person – they did – but they were hardly the be all, end all. Still, despite all that, Madara couldn't deny that for the last few days he had looked forward to waking up and that he had been spending entirely too much time each morning just looking at Tobirama as he slept.

Every day he was greeted by the same sight:  the omega's adorably disgruntled face, his brows furrowed and his nose scrunched up as he slept and dreamt of who knew what. With all that lovely white hair framing his face, curls sticking out at odd angles no matter how much effort Madara had put into taming them the night before, he seemed to belong nowhere else but in Madara's den. With him, always.

Madara couldn't help but be embarrassed about all of it. His thoughts, his feelings, and especially his actions. By now he had spent what felt like hours far running his fingers through Tobirama’s hair and tracing the lines of his face, marvelling at how a man with such lovely, soft features could strike fear and resentment in the hearts of so many people. 

He knew that he felt wasn't love yet. And it wouldn't be love for a while. Yet there was no denying it either that falling in love with Tobirama would probably be as easy as breathing.

#mdtb #madatobi #uchiha madara #senju tobirama #madara #tobirama #cynosure verse #a/b/o au #lossie writes #naruto #naruto fanfiction #naruto founders

[narutocharacterpolls]

ROUND ONE

SENJU TOBIRAMA vs UCHIHA IZUNA

Reasons for submission under the cut

Tobirama

very influential and skilled

he improved shinobi’s quality of life

he raised absolutely great politicians/leaders

he cared about protecting everyone, from his brother in their childhood to his students and the village

he’s hot!!

he did a great job setting up the village

probably the only old fashioned strategist and intel collector in this manga

made great decisions and was a based Hokage

killed Izuna <3

has a pretty outfit

there’s nothing cooler than hiraishin

edo tensei is fascinating too, ninja necromancy

has care and devotion she shows towards his brother

enjoyable to see all the ninjutsus that Tobirama crafted

it’s funny to think about all the major creations were his and that’s how Naruto grew stronger and gained his strength

dynamic and interesting character

Izuna

has one of the most genuine and non-toxic sibling relationships in all of Naruto

gave his eyes to Madara so that his brother wouldn't be blind

very pretty

boys with long hair and ponytails :3

lived, served cunt, and died

#bestnrtcharapoll #naruto #polls #senju tobirama #tobirama senju #uchiha izuna #izuna uchiha #naruto founders #id in alt text

[kankuroplease]

I know that these take a long time to make Hc and also a drawing (sometimes we all just don't want to draw a character 😭) and yet I want an Hc for each child of Ringo and Wolfgang. 😭😭 ...but couls you at least do Wolfgang's first child before leaving Konoha?Asahi right ?

At least you acknowledge that it’s a lot of work 😆 Asahi is a good pick to get to know~

His birth was a big deal as his mother is the baby of her family having her first baby, a child Wolfang swore he’d never have, and he’s also the first grandchild of Ebba, Sara, and Kane.

So that meant there was a lot of excitable Uchiha, Senju, and Inuzuka to welcome Asahi into the world

His name made Sumi frown a bit as she knows Ebba only suggested it because of Asako

The Senju brothers congratulated their cousin on joining them in fatherhood with a healthy boy

The Uchiha brothers threatened him about being a good father to their nephew

He was a super fussy little one, so Sumi had to help Ringo find what soothed him best (which happened to be being walked for hours on end)

Asahi would cry almost non stop on Wolfgang but became instantly content when Kawarama, Hashirama, or Tobirama held him (which was annoying to poor Wolfgang)

But his first world was calling for his father, so it made those first few hellish months seem like nothing

Once he got adjusted to the world, they realized he was a shy little boy

Preferring to stay by his parents sides verses playing with his many cousins

When his own siblings started popping up, he finally made some friends

He was the socially awkward one of the bunch, but he tried to be a good big brother

Growing up, he was often confused for being a girl and it didn’t help that he was smaller than a lot of boys his age

Which lead to him training with his mother and father to have something to go all day

He was really only able to make friends with the other outcast, Ivan. Who happened to be blind (which was more of an inconvenience than a problem if you asked Ivan)

They spent a lot of time talking about what they’d like to do one day and Ivan thought Asahi how to listen more carefully to what’s around him

He was rather impressed with how his friend could identify sounds so well

Wolfgang gave him the all black wolf pup he named Kage

He almost got in serious trouble with the village leader for beating up his sons who were bullying him and Ivan

That was until Ebba brought up that the village leaders psycho brats didn’t just injure her grandson, but also his ninken and thus they should’ve been punished worse than a few bruises and a broken nose by their own laws

Even though no punishment came to Asahi and many villagers sided with him defending himself and his ninken, he chose to withdraw from most of the world

Instead focusing on training Kage and helping train a dog for his friend to be able to navigate the world with

He even was able to convince his father to train Ivan to use his wind release to further improve his performance

He eventually found that his sense of smell was abnormal even amongst Inuzuka and that, along with Ivan’s training, helped him win hunting competitions.

Ivan’s father took notice of the skills Asahi possessed and how much he helped his son without expecting anything

He offered him a job as a bounty hunter. It wasn’t a job most people would wanted their kids in, but he saw potential in Asahi (mainly because he heard of the Uchiha’s sharingan and wanted to see it in action)

Asahi knew his parents would disapprove, so he asked his grandmother what he should do

To which he was given her earrings and told to live his life how he wants to. His parents can’t live it for him and she can’t tell him what to do as he was nearing an age of independence

So he joined us friend and his father on a “hunt” and found that he liked the trill of bounty hunting

Wolfgang eventually caught on to what his oldest was up to and tried to talk some sense into him, but Asahi argued back that this is no different than what he did in the land of fire

The only difference is that his friend’s father only took them on bounties that didn’t require them to kill anyone

He also argued that with how big their family was, this insured they could buy enough grain for the winter

It was also during that heated argument that his parents learned he had awakened his sharingan and hid it from them

It actually awakened after that fight with the village leader’s sons when he was worried about Kage’s injuries

His rebellious personality slowly started to seep out as he shed his once shy persona despite him still having that sweet boyish smile

Not having to hide his bounty hunting anymore allowed him to take on much more dangerous hunts

earning him renown and many admirers

Even more so when he hit his growth spurt and stood slightly above his father’s height

Despite his new found popularity, he still kept to himself, Ivan, and his family

Kuri was always annoyed with how secretive he was and swore she hated his stupid friend (Ivan) for turning him into this moody guy

He knew Rickrack was trying to keep up with him, and he allowed it to an extent. but he also told him he had to be good. Their mom didn’t deserve two headache inducing sons

The triplets were always in his stuff and demanding sweets, which was annoying to him

Elke? She was a good mellow kid whole would give him her dessert if the triplets took his

Arashi was always breaking his things and that was even more annoying

As the grew into young men, they stayed good friends with Asahi attending his best friends wedding to his sister, Kuri 🙃

His big jobs allowed him to take more time off and rebuild the relationship he almost destroyed with his own father pursuing his career

The biggest controversy he had was a few years down the road when paying off a fiery red haired girls debt, thus freeing her but her following him home despite him trying to ditch her multiple times

Somehow everyone assumed he purchased her and as she still had a collar on and was sleeping in the chicken coop

He eventually got out of her that she had no place to go and didn’t even know how to get home

he reluctantly agreed to let her stay at his home as long as she didn’t get in his way

he worked on getting that horrid collar off and made sure to tell her to tell people he was not her master and she could leave whenever she wants

He found out her name was Kichijo (Kiki for short), and she was an Uzumaki

She just didn’t want to (there’s plenty to eat, it’s warm, he doesn’t require her to be in his bed, and he can speak her language. It’s a dream deal) and Kage didn’t want her to leave either

Four legged traitor

Most days were spent in a comfortable silence, but he’d occasionally come home to hear her singing or humming while cooking

It puts a smile on his face for a brief moment

When they do argue, it’s usually about him blowing off his family’s invitations to dinners

Because it’s none of her business what he does with his family

And because she would give anything to have her own family back and he doesn’t seem to realize or care how special that is

When they do argue over these things, they call a truce instead of actually apologizing

Thus he has a non wife wife

#ask #kpz naruto founder au #knfau 🖼️ #Wolfgang x Ringo

[mixelation]

some kushina jr/tobirama thoughts

they meet mid-to-late teens bc kushina jr has no planning skills and they invented time and dimension hopping with no way to get home, so they just show up and realize they've fucked up and now they live in the woods. the senju-uchiha war is still in full swing, and the only relevant difference between this timeline and canon is tobirama is a woman

tobirama's personality is NOT all that different, and she fucking hates uchiha. she runs into kushina jr and tries to murder them even as kushina jr flaps their arms around and tries to explain they're from the future. uh huh. nice try. tobirama fails to kill them though, and kushina jr unfortunately remembers tobirama is supposed to be a time-space jutsu expert so they won't leave her ALONE

tobirama: anija i have gained my own annoying uchiha, but this one is delusional

madara: who in the fuck is this. i've never seen them before in my life

kushina jr: (jazz hands) time traveler....!!

tobirama: what the fuck

now tobirama wants to know how this was even possible >:( get BACK HERE, kushina----!!

i'm thinking the main effect the gender change has for tobirama is that she has a lot more social pressure to be a certain way than before. kunoichi ARE expected to fight and screwing around with experimental jutsu is fine, but also she's expected to be pretty and traditionally feminine for her future husband and gets more comments about how she's wasting her time if experiments don't work immediately (which they rarely do because that's just how experimentation is). she's discouraged from seeking leadership positions except in very specific domestic ways even though she's often the most competent person in the room. men get weird at her when she's stronger, smarter, and faster than them in a way men don't get about other men. she keeps getting scolded for rude speech. which like... all that is not going to stop her, but now she's grumpier and more aggressive

also bc tobirama is someone who likes clearly defining rules and then sticking to them, i think she'd have a lot of internal conflict about her expected role As A Woman versus what she would LIKE her role to be.

kushina jr is very open to just babbling about the future, and tobirama finds herself, like.... extremely curious about it despite herself. both as like someone who likes having knowledge for the sake of knowledge, but also in this horrible disney princess way where she kind of wishes she'd been born in kushina jr's time. yes please tell her more about fulfilling clan duties without having to give birth

anyway kushina jr figures out how to leave after a couple months but they fucked up in that because they went to tobirama for help, tobirama now ALSO knows how to timeline jump and obviously she follows. after all, they don't know the rules of time travel, and kushina jr might fuck EVERYTHING UP

tobirama: we should identify some timelines were don't care about fucking over and run some experiments

kushina jr, who grew up hearing stuff like that all the time: yeah okay sure

i don't think any version of tobirama thinks super hard about romance but i can see her watching someone flirt with kushina jr and suddenly feeling blind jealous that is VERY alarming. like no she has never once before considered dating until hashirama picks out her husband to strategically marry to strengthen the clan or whatever is going to happen, but also, kushina jr is HER annoying uchiha in the woods

kushina jr after they become Official: i know you'll be busy being hokage and all, but i was kind of hoping you'd help me run the uchiha clan too

tobirama, brain completely shutting down: wait. wait. what

kushina jr: like when we get married?

tobirama: WHAT

kushina jr: did i not tell you i'm the heir

tobirama: WHAT THE FUCK

tobirama is not emotionally prepared for "marry," let alone "marry the uchiha clan heir from the future." she is so emotionally unprepared for this sentence she forgets to remember they probably wouldn't let a woman be hokage for at least a few decades. if anyone is going to have two jobs across two timelines, it's going to be tobirama---

#tobirama: YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO FLIRT WITH OTHER PEOPLE #kushina jr: so we're getting married!!!! #reborn au

[tobiizuweek]

Prompts & Rules 2024

Hello, dear fellow fans of TobiIzu <3 The event goes into the third round! Here are now the prompts and rules for the event in 2024. If any questions occure, please don’t hesitate to contact me!

The event runs from 1 January to 7 January. You can submit your work on ao3 to the TobiIzuWeek2024 collection, if you like. The Hashtag for the event is #TobiIzuWeek2024

Art by @annekalabaza

Image desc and rules under the cut.

Both images show a black and white drawing of Tobirama and Izuna in a top down perspective. They look up to the viewer, Tobirama with his hands at his side and Izuna with his arms crossed. Tobiramawears his amour and happuri with the senju crest, Izuna the typical Uchiah clothing. The images also list the main prompt list and the alternative prompt list as followed:

The main prompt list

Day 1: time travel / kid acquisition Day 2: ronin and samurai / vampire and hunter Day 3: any AU / any swap (generation, body, role ect.) / Crossovers Day 4: social disasters / deaf!tobirama & blind!Izuna Day 5: accidential marriage / fake hate Day 6: feeling out of place / Edo Tensei Day 7: betrayal / clan tradition

Suggested AUs: Pacific Rim, Any Pixar Movie, Western AU, Teachers AU, Incest AU, Modern AU, Historical AU, Dragons AU

Alternative prompts

But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass.

The Two Towers (movie)

And death and I look each other in the eye, in the eye We dance a while, and then we kiss goodbye I'll get you closer to my hide away, lead you astray I'm like a ghost, and I'll arise behind you

Within Temptation - Cyanide Love

You should try not to talk so much, friend. You'll sound far less stupid that way.

Brandon Sanderson - The Final Empire

Rules

Mod is @elenyafinwe​

The event takes place from 1 January to 7 January.

You can participate in any form you like. Write Fanfics, draw something awesome, post headcanons, make edits. Whatever you like. Your work doesn’t have to be in English, I trust you to follow the rules ^^

Only new works please. If you have a yet unpublished WIP, that’s fine tho!  

Any work generated by any form of AI (ChatGBT, AI "art" and the like) is strikly forbidden.

Post your work wherever you want, but if you want it to be featured here, please make a Tumblr post with the work and/or the link to your work, tag this blog and use the hashtag for the event #TobiIzuWeek2024.

You can, of course, use the hashtag on other social media, too, but keep in mind, that I’m only on Bluesky/Mastodon and will only check it there as well (and retweet it with my priv acc, you can tag me there as @/Elenyafinwe.bsky.social / [email protected]).

In the post put in all the necessary tags that apply to your work and add warnings accordingly. Please also add the prompt you choose.

NSFW is allowed (just don’t post it fully on Tumblr), as well as any Dead Dove. Just tag it properly. Generally speaking: Any content is allowed that’s also allowed on ao3. It simply has to be tagged. However, any form of harrasment of other content creators over their content for the event is not allowed and will be banned from the event.

The main focus of your work has to be on Izuna and Tobirama. Other pairings are of course allowed.

You can do all prompts, some prompts or no prompts at all … or even more than one prompt per day, if you can manage that. If you don’t like the main prompt list, you can use the alternative prompts and/or mix both lists together. Whatever you like.

You can interpret the prompts as freely as you wish.

The main event takes place in the above mentioned week. But let’s be honest: If you find this blog after this and want to add something to the party feel free to do so! Late submissions will be accepted any time after the official end. However, I will not check the Hashtag forever, so better tag this blog.

No pressure, just have fun.

@faneventshub @fandomweeks @narutoandborutoevents @narutoevents

#TobiIzuWeek2024 #tobiizu #tobirama #izuna #izuna uchiha #senju tobirama #tobirama senju #uchiha izuna #fan event #naruto events #sorry for the little delay #I hope the wonderful art is worth it! #I at least am in love *-*

[belit0]

I loved the cheating scenario! I'm not the anon who requested it first but I second the motion of doing this for the rest of the Uchihas (even the Senju bros if you feel like it, that would be neat🥺)

Thanks for sharing your work with us🖤

Thank you, for reading and enjoying it!!!!💕💫

Obito

- Confusion, pain, anger. Obito does not understand what happened, at what moment (Y/N) thought it necessary to replace him, change him for someone else and not even tell him, he feels highly betrayed. In a context of so much emotional warfare, he becomes a little crazy at the sudden information, not knowing if he wants to yell at her, hurt her, or simply ignore her for the rest of his life. A bundle of nerves and sadness.

Shisui

- An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. If something is done to Shisui, he pays back the same thing tenfold. When he finds out that (Y/N) cheated on him, he won't leave her or say anything to her, automatically working on getting at least four women to cheat on her with. He will leave the evidence clear and unmistakable for her to suffer, mourning the relationship while he gets into bed with other people.

Itachi

- Depression, pure and unmistakable. Itachi does not comprehend, for he thought everything was perfect between them, a beautiful relationship full of patience and affection. He doesn't know what went wrong, he doesn't know if it was his fault, he has no idea what to think, and he will ask her about it the second he finds out. His life stops to rethink what to do about this situation, locking himself inside and not leaving the house for days.

Hashirama

- Crying and begging. Hashirama will turn a blind eye and ignore everything she did as long as she stays by his side. Always struggling with being able to recognize his own value, the Senju often puts himself into the hands of people who do not appreciate and hurt him, submitting himself to this kind of situation. He will beg her to stay, asking for forgiveness as if he were the one who made the mistake, desperate not to lose her in spite of everything.

Tobirama

- The real law of ice. Tobirama is the most loving person when you have him on your side, in his own way and style, giving his best to express love. To have him against you is to basically never see him again, disappearing from (Y/N)'s life in an instant, not giving explanations, asking all his family and friends not to give her any information about his whereabouts.

#uchiha obito x reader #obito uchiha x reader #obito x reader #uchiha shisui x reader #shisui uchiha x reader #shisui x reader #itachi uchiha x reader #uchiha itachi x reader #itachi x reader #hashirama senju x reader #senju hashirama x reader #hashirama x reader #tobirama senju x reader #senju tobirama x reader #tobirama x reader #uchiha obito #obito uchiha #obito #itachi uchiha #uchiha itachi #itachi #shisui uchiha #uchiha shisui #shisui #hashirama senju #senju hashirama #hashirama #tobirama senju #senju tobirama #tobirama

[risuola]

II — LATE TO WORK — F. READER x TOBIRAMA SENJU

Tobirama wouldn't dare to ever call himself touchy, but you taught him to enjoy the love language of intimacy. Soon, a child steps into your lives.

cw: not much, smut implied, so reader discretion is advised — 3,6k words

SERIES MASTERLIST

In few months time, Tobirama got used to your presence in his life. You did as you promised, staying out of his way when needed but you also stepped in when you deemed necessary, taking the liberty to make decisions on his behalf. First time when it happened, three months into the marriage, he was annoyed, angry even and he growled harshly at your arbitrary behavior but you stood up for yourself, politely arguing that what you did helped the case and that he couldn’t deny. You apologized after that for acting without his permission and he apologized for his anger. Later you were still doing it and he learned to appreciate your help in managing things related to the village, recognizing your knowledge in the field of documents and politics as you were familiarized with those whilst being the Yasu princess. You knew your place, keeping yourself away from matters that you were uncertain about.

Tobirama also quickly noticed your sincerity when it came to loving Konoha. Your heart was kind and pure, you wanted no conflict inside and outside the village and you acted accordingly. He silently admired every little gesture you made in your daily life that helped the villagers live easier. Even becoming a part of the most respected Senju clan didn’t stop you from showing your kindness. You were the first one to help elders, carrying their bags or to help lost kids find their ways home. It was like you were bringing sunshine to everyone’s life, with your soft smile making their days better and he felt relieved to notice how quickly villagers learned to love you. In a sense you reminded your husband of his elder brother, Hashirama, and just like him you feared not when you needed to face a threat, quickly proving yourself to be a great shinobi. You were also responsible for many broken hearts ever since you appeared in the village, but that Tobirama actively was pushing out of his mind whilst Hashirama was actively bringing it up, teasing him to see the emotions that he had never thought he’ll witness in his brother. Before that he could have sworn that the hell will froze over before he sees Tobirama’s jealousy.

“Good morning, my dear,” you welcomed your husband early in the morning, meeting him in the kitchen and placing the softest kiss on his cheek before approaching the cabinets. It was usual for Tobirama to wake up early and leaving home around 6:30am and you adapted to his lifestyle, so you could at least greet him before he’s out. Tobirama was already dressed in his usual, black pants and high neck blouse and sipping on his morning tea as you began assembling his bento box. He wasn’t keen to eat breakfast that early so you made sure he had his food taken from home to his office. Before having you in his life, the young Senju would just eat anything during the day if he had time, and if no, he would eat late dinner, but now, you were taking care of his eating habits.

“Good morning,” he responded, watching you as you made his food. You had it mostly prepared the day before and what needed to be done fresh, you did efficiently. Tobirama admired everything you did, from frying an egg to assembling the dish, finding you great at multi-tasking, therefore saving time. If he was to be honest, he failed to find flaws in you at all, but maybe he was blinded by the still new situation that undeniably changed his life completely so suddenly. But you really were a blessing. You checked all of the boxes, you loved his homeland, helped his people and fought to protect them without hesitation. On top of that you were funny, kind, not to mention drop dead gorgeous. Tobi found pleasure in just watching you, taking in your beautiful features while you were doing the most mundane things.

In those months with you, he learned what you meant by love language the first day you talked. You were a touchy person, not clingy, but you were a natural in physical affection and scattered it throughout the days. Your touch was always soft and delicate, as you briefly stroked his arm while passing by, placed your hand on his shoulder when standing next to his seated form or just kissed his cheek or temple. From the beginning you made sure he’s comfortable with that, asking him if what you’ve been doing is acceptable for him at home and if he was willing to permit some of those in public. As time went by, he got comfortable with everything you did; it became natural, a part of your day-to-day life and when for some reason you passed him more than few times without brushing at least a finger against him, he found himself concerned. There was also nothing that could relax him more during the day than your fingers scratching his scalp or your hands massaging his shoulders.

 Tobirama wouldn’t dare to ever call himself touchy, but when it came to you, he grew to enjoy those gentle intimacies, even though he himself was far from gentle. Unlike your soft touches, his were more firm, less incidental. He held the power in your marriage, he was the dominant side and his acts of physical affection mirrored it. When you would brush your fingers against his own, he would close your small hand inside his much bigger one. When you would just stand closer to him while he’s at his desk, he would pull you on top of his thighs so he doesn’t need to look up.

It was safe to say that you were just as wrong as he was, when thinking of this arranged situation as of lifelong sentence of loveless loneliness. Breaking through his cold walls of strictness and pure logic was one hell of a challenge, but you were determined to make him at least tolerate you. During that time, you showed yourself as sharing the same ideals and proved to be a skilled ninja what earned you his respect. With that achieved, you slowly showed him affection in order to warm up your relationship, throwing those little touchy accidents here and there and switching the way you address him from my Lordto my dear. In those long weeks of pushing and pulling him, you managed to wake his affectionate side and you couldn’t be happier. For you it became natural to have him around. It didn’t take you long to see him as your own superhero. Tobirama was everything a woman could wish her husband to be – strong, fearless, incredibly smart, calm and composed, although sometimes too calm and composed. Only thing he lacked was emotional input, but both you and his brother were able to see the slightest changes in his behavior and it was enough for you. You wouldn’t expect him to suddenly become fiery like Uchihas were or openly loving like Hashirama. Tobirama’s way of affection was more quieted down, more hidden but to you, noticeable.

Closing the bento box, you then wrapped it up in cloth, tying an easy knot at the top for him to carry it. “Here, your food is ready,” you informed, handing it to him when he got up, finishing his tea. “Don’t forget to eat. I know how you can get carried away with documents.”

“I’ll do my best,” he assured and took the package. “Thank you, y/n.”

“You’re welcome,” smiling, you brushed his hand when letting go of his food. “Have a nice day, my dear.”

“You too,” he leaned in, planting a kiss on your lips that caused you to purr silently into the gesture, cupping his cheeks softly. It wasn’t that often he went for something more intense than just a short peck, but when he did, you were always left breathless and to say Tobirama didn’t take pride in making you all flustered would be a lie. He found pleasure in those little intimacies, although not always felt brave enough to perform them.

That day was special. As he was admiring you before, he felt the urge to just feel you and that thought kept him glued to your lips longer than he himself would expect. Under the pressure of his large figure, you lost balance and he acted immediately, wrapping his free arm around your waist whilst your hands stroked his shoulders and cheeks. Feeling the heat wave flooding his body, Tobirama pulled you closer to himself, moving his lips lower to mark your neck with few red spots that will fade away in matter of few hours as he had no intention of bruising you. At least not here.

Gasping from the feeling of his soft lips pressing against your skin, you brushed your fingers through his light hair, scratching his scalp on your way there. His large hand burned your back when stroked along your spine, with your sleeping shirt doing less than enough to isolate you from his hot and hungry touch. Your soft flesh melted under his fingertips when he found the hem of his own blouse that you used to sleep in. He caressed your bare thigh, gently leading you back until you reached the kitchen countertop. Distracted by how his lips worked over your neck and exposed shoulder, you moaned quietly as his fingers slipped through your underwear, attacking the bud of nerves that was already aching for his touch. Quickly, you could feel the rush of pleasure flooding your system, waves of it setting your nerves alight as he skillfully molded your body to his will.

Some might think Tobirama is traditional enough to keep his intimate life limited to simple missionary in bed and yes, that’s generally how your first night together looked like – slow, slightly awkward at first with you trapped underneath his muscular body. Slowly but gradually becoming more and more intense, bordering rough near the end. Saying that this man is too modest to experiment would be an insult to one of the most important traits of his personality, his curiosity. To the outside world he might look like someone who doesn’t find pleasure in things so primal like sexual activity, but it was far from true. Ever since your relationship evolved from the arranged, political one to something more affectionate, more intimate he had claimed you his own many times and not once it was predictable. Even the simplest, softest encounter late in bed would surprise you in one way or another. He enjoys exploring your body reactions to different things he does to you, he likes to test your endurance, to see how much you can take before begging him for a short breather. It was a side of Tobirama no one would suspect him for.

Just as nobody would suspect the reason for him teleporting a little late to his office to be because he was caught up at home with fucking you on the kitchen countertop at 6:45AM in the middle of the week. Even if you told that to someone, nobody would believe you, that’s how strict and composed Tobirama appeared to people.

“Now I really have to go,” he whispered against your skin, listening to your racing heartbeat after he was done with you.

“I know,” you breathed out, when he grabbed you and teleported you to bedroom to rest your body on the bed. Kissing your forehead, he pulled himself together. As he was heading out you called after him, “don’t forget your bento!”, and he chuckled.

“Mito, good morning,” you greeted a red-haired woman that Hashirama, your brother-in-law, took for his wife. A woman so beautiful, you couldn’t stop admiring her, with her neatly wrapped hair-buns and dangling decorations pinned precisely into them, her dark eyes and slender figure dressed in light-colored kimono. She appeared cold when you first met her, but after a little while, she became a friend to you, sharing similar story with marrying a Senju for the good of her clan. But Mito believed in love and with Hashirama it truly was easy to fall in love. Unlike Tobirama, his brother was openly kind and pure, very caring, very affectionate and very slightly goofy. No wonder why your husband presented himself as the voice of reason. In day-to-day life it would be Mito who keeps Hashirama in order.

That day, as your man was long gone at work, the other Senju wife and you were set up for a tea in the village. It was an often occurrence, as the two of you lived similarly and both of your husbands had their hands full of work to keep the village safe and going.

“Hey, y/n,” she smiled softly at your sight and both of you headed towards the teashop. It was led by an elder woman, that took pride in her tea blends that she was gathering herself, drying and mixing with additional flavors to always achieve something incomparable and because of that incredible dedication, she’s known even outside Konoha. On top of that, the woman was kind and always smiled seeing you, welcoming you warmly. You, because Mito wasn’t as loved in the village as you were. Hashirama’s wife was more reserved towards people, more stoic and because of that, she appeared unachievable, somewhat cold for many. Some even feared her, which you could understand. She had that resting expression that could scare away, although one would assume that people will get used to her. When you were perceived as friend to every Konoha resident, she was a respected, untouchable figure. But that façade melted away when you got to know her, which not many villagers had the pleasure of. Mito wasn’t usually out and about, meeting people as you were, because that just wasn’t her nature and also, she had her own businesses to take care of. Her clan, Uzumaki, had high hopes for her.

“You look exceptionally relaxed today,” she noticed and you giggled. One thing Mito was for sure was perceptive. On top of that both her and Hashirama always searched for anything that would later give him something to tease his little brother about, making him all red and flustered. That was the dynamic between them and although they often clashed their point of views, they share deep brotherly love and mutual respect, that naturally comes with some jokes. “Is there a reason for that?”

“I’m usually up when Tobirama’s getting ready to leave, but today I stayed in bed up until 9. I’m well rested,” you smiled and thanked the granny that served you the tea. With a slight bow to her, you showed gratitude. That was a part of your personality even though you were ‘a princess’, you always respected people around you, their services and their age. “How was your morning Mito? You too look well, as you always do.”

“Peaceful,” she inhaled the beautiful scent of her cherry blossom flavored green tea and you smiled at the sight of her delighted face. Those were the rare moments when her features softened. “As my husband left early in the morning, I had some time to myself so I meditated in calm. You should join me sometimes.”

“With pleasure.”

“Although that might not be as relaxing to you as those bed hours you mentioned”, she smirked, seeing right through your little lie, although you wouldn’t say your words were far from true. You indeed spent more time in bed than you’d usually do. “I heard Tobirama was just slightly late to work today. It’s unlikely of him.”

“That’s indeed unlikely,” chuckling you took a sip of your tea flavored with peach flower. The soft sweetness interlacing with delicacy of green tea made your taste buds reach heavenly states. “How delicious is that, would you like to try?”

“No, I’m good.”

“Your loss,” you said playfully and engulfed yourself in the magical essence that you were served. Mito watched you attentively for just a moment and as you tried to ignore her penetrating gaze, she reached to fix the collar of your blouse, smoothing her thumb over the skin that stayed marked red. It was barely visible, but to Mito’s eyes it was obvious.

“I know your husband for just slightly longer than you do, but I would never suppose he might be the one to leave his marks,” she chuckled, proud of her find.

“I’d say you might be incorrect, since he’s actually quite known for the markings he uses in his Flying Raijin technique,” you shrugged the suspicion off, but the heaviness of Mito’s gaze wouldn’t let you off the topic so easily. “Tobirama isn’t as cold as he appears but I can only assume he’s nowhere near as affectionate as his brother. Hashirama is known for his warmth in the village.”

“Ah yes, that’s true. Well, I’m happy you two found a common ground in the marriage. When the decision of Tobirama’s marriage was presented to me I was petrified to think of the poor soul that’ll have to share life with a man so emotionally inaccessible. On top of that, you were said to be very young, possibly a teenager which made it that much worse.”

“I recall being instructed to act sixteen. It’s common in Yugakure to marry off girls as young as thirteen. But I, as my father used to tell me, was too old and stubborn. But I know you had no misfortune to meet my parent. He truly was, and is to this day, incredibly controlling, strict and emotionless. Tobirama is nothing like him, although might seem like it.”

“Speaking of the agreement with your village, Hashirama told me that the lord of that land spoke about the princess like he would of an object and that would match what you say about him. Poor thing.”

You chuckled at the memory of how you were treated in your own homeland. For some, that might by a sad recollection, but you felt joy thinking of it, because it was your past and now was way better than you could have ever imagined.

“That’s alright. Now here is my home and I couldn’t be happier to live in such place,” with a smile, you sipped on your tea. The talk with Mito absorbed you for two whole hours and you’d probably spent even more time with her if not for a child that approached you.

It was a boy, young enough to be at max five, with his head hanging low. He stepped towards you with hesitancy, as if he was scared of invading the space you and Mito shared. Getting off your chair, you squatted to be on his level, placing your hand gently on his little shoulder.

“Hey,” you smiled, lifting his head with delicacy to look at his face. By his appearance it was clear to you where he came from. Dark eyes and raven-black spiky hair betrayed his Uchiha affiliation, and although he had no clan insignia embroidered anywhere, for you it was clear. Wiping the tears from his wet stained cheeks, you showed him nothing but softness, but still, he was tensed and frightened.

“Please, forgive me for bothering you, my Lady,” he said quickly, bowing before you could stop him.

“It’s okay,” you reassured, messing his hair. “Did something happen?”

“I… I need to… I-“ he stuttered, keeping his face low as fresh tears dropped to the ground. You could see he was petrified to speak and glanced with the side of his eye at Mito’s strict face. She didn’t seem to be interested in the kid.

“Alright,” you looked back at your red-haired friend. “If you excuse me, Mito, we might finish our talk another time, would that be okay?”

“No problem, y/n. I think I should head home anyways, there are few things that wait to be done,” she gave you one of her little smiles and got up as you straighten up as well. That caused the boy to hide behind your legs a little. With an exchange of head bows, she left and you turned your attention back to the child, swooping him up to your hip.

“Now tell me, what happened?” asking that, you left money for the granny for the tea you and Mito drank, said goodbye and headed forward. “Are you in danger?”

“N-no… I… I have to see Lord Tobirama and…” he muttered, sobbing silently and you understood his fear. It was well known that your husband wasn’t the fondest of the Uchiha clan and some twisted his prudence into hatred but the young Senju was far from hateful. He was wary of everyone who might pose a threat to the village and considering everything he had experienced with Madara, it was understandable. But it was logical that the child was scared. “…my mom and dad died and I don’t know what to do. I was told that he will help me…”

“I see,” you smoothed over his hair, carrying him, as you headed towards your husband’s office.

“I’m scared,” the boy cried, wiping his eyes with his little fists. It broke your heart to see that baby so distressed. You couldn’t imagine how many emotions were racing inside his little head and to think he was sent to Tobirama alone only made you sad. He should have been taken there by someone from the clan, anyone, but all of the Uchihas were probably too busy.

“Don’t be. He’s not as scary as he looks,” reassuring him, you planted a little kiss over his temple and kept him occupied the whole way. “I’ll be with you, is that okay? You’re safe with me.”

“Okay…”

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