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flakyleaf · 9 years
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The Boogeyman Lives (Open)
A flash of light. Blinded momentarily, the elder shielded his view as the rich blues of the sky and distinct greens of the trees and ferns around him slowly filtered into view. He drew breath, baffled at the reason why before the realization hit him. He’d returned.
Pulling himself to his feet, he found himself in an all too familiar area. The intertwining branches resonating with his chakra, it wasn’t long before the signals led him to an old hideout. Brushing the foliage and overgrown grasses aside, the First ran his fingers across the now weathered grooves of the symbol of his clan. His brother likely not fortunate enough to return, the etching was all he now had to remember him by.
Making a note to further inspect the secret hideaway later, Hashirama made his way back towards the campus. Anticipating the focused, placid attitudes of high school students, nothing could have shocked him more to discover the campus in pandemonium. Children scurried throughout the courtyard, soccer balls and laughter filling the once sensible void. 
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“Can’t say I recall this place being a primary school...” he muttered, strolling out of the bushes and waving to a few nearby kids. Fearful, the children cried and ran for their lives upon seeing him, unbeknownst to the First that he appeared a little worse for wear during his adventure through the forest.
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flakyleaf · 10 years
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C̼͔̙̦̬̻͗̋ͤͬͫ̒͋ͬͪ̄͋̿ ͎̞̮͚̯͍̘͈̓̒̀ͭ͗ͣ̇̎̋̀̆̉ ̘̘̝̻̞̞͈̯̝͎̫̻̣̃͗́ͣ́̌̂ͦͥ̿̔̊͋̆͐ͭͬ̚A͉̩̟̠͑̐͐̈́ͭͅ ̟̦̥̯̻͚͎̣̹̼̟̙͐̽ͨͬͤ̇͒̄̃ ̰͖̰̯̼̘͇͓̮̥̮͙̗̫͔̱̞̱͊́̆̈́ͯ̿ͅK̗̖͉̳̦͍͓͔͙̩͇̝͕̣̻͕͖̏̽̈́̈ͥ̏͂͋̐ͅ ͎̩̝̤̖̖̞̝͎̙̪̟̯̮̺̼͖̂̿ͧͣͬ̔̈́̓̈̓̓̔̌̏ͤ E̩͎̝͕̖͔̼̯̼̜͇̝̰̹̪̔ͫ́̑ͫ̓̊
Senju Hashirama (with cakeface) + 18/60 for flakyleaf and bazz-b-heat!! ty for the prompt!
…sry hashi looks like an unwashed hobo 
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-Sets of Wizard crackers as he's walking by-
Despite his panic and the fact he was completely unaware of where he’d ended up now (just how many games would this Headmaster play on him?), it did not douse his curious spirit. This place called “Hogwarts” ( a ridiculous one, Konohagakure had a much nicer ring), was a treasure trove of adventure, and the First simply couldn’t pass up the opportunity to search around.
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This place was not without it’s own spook factor, it seemed, as a loud noise scared the pants off the poor shinobi, the blinding lights exploding at points all around him. As he danced to avoid the sparks, his shouting and yelps were heard all down the large, hallowed halls.
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"Who is responsible for this!?" he yelled, in no particular direction, as he wasn’t entirely sure the perpetrator was present. If they existed at all.
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flakyleaf · 10 years
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*pets hashirama for being such a cute hokage* uvu there there!!!
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"Uh, my apologies, but have we met before?" It seemed a little strange for her to be treating him like a domesticated house animal upon their first meeting.
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flakyleaf · 10 years
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ろざりお@お仕事募集
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Thats quite an old request, but now is the best moment for this lol.
Hashirama as James Cook and Madara as aborigine.
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12. my muse taking selfies
The First stared blankly at the device sitting on his bedside table, pondering what the exact purpose of it might have been.
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"I must say, I’ve never quite seen anything such as this before…" he muttered to himself. There were a number of different bumps and holes on the metallic unit, including a rather windowed one at the front. Presuming this was the likely functional area, he proceeded to tap the glass, to no avail. 
Hearing someone enter the house, an idea crossed the First’s mind. “Of course, perhaps one of my housemates might know how this contraption works!” Eagerly getting to his feet, he accidently knocked the camera off the table, a -snap- noise resonating through the room.
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7. my muse in nothing but a towel
After enjoying a long, hot shower at the expense of the rest of the dormitory's hot water use, the Hokage strode gleefully back to his own room, wearing nothing but the towel he'd used to dry himself. There was no one home as far as he was aware, so remaining in his shameful state was of no concern.
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"Ahhh, what a fantastic afternoon." he muttered to himself, the cool draft coming through the window cooling the warmth in his hair. He raised his arms to the air, allowing himself to be completely consumed by the gusts of wind beating down on him. Unfortunately, this left him less perceptive to what had just walked in on this scene.
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10. my muse dying in their bed
"GRAAGGGHHH!!!" screamed the First, unimaginable pain coursing through his body. Had he finally eaten one too many cakes? He’d hoped for a peaceful nights sleep after the shenanigans he’d been subjected to in recent times, however it seemed his body intend to give in all together.
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Coughing up ample amounts of blood, he mustered all the power he could in arm to remove the blanket, only to reveal more blood gushing from a wound to his heart. What on Earth had caused this? As he continued to scream in agony, he was entirely unaware to someone entering the room.
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14. my muse wrapped in blankets, shaking and bruised
                                       The First shivered, his welts from that incident still aching freshly. At any bump in the wall, creak in the floor, he jumped slightly, only to find he was alone once more. But the shaking didn’t stop.
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However, his guard was up once more almost as quickly as he’d calmed himself, hearing the familiar sound of his door opening. Cowering in the corner of the room, next to his bed, he covered himself in his bed sheet, hoping to sheath himself from the terrors that were about to intrude on his only refuge.
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flakyleaf · 10 years
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Your muse breaks into my muses room, what do they find?
send me a ❖ and i’ll generate a number between 1 & 20  to find out
( mixture of angst, nsfw, fluff, etc )
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The God of Shinobi 忍の神
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flakyleaf · 10 years
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Hashirama RP icons || Episode 366 || flakyleaf
Decided to make some roleplay icons for Hashirama for my own personal use, and figured why not share them? I might make some more in future, but only for adult Hashirama episodes.
All images are 150x150, simply due to personal preference.
Please reblog if you use these so I can see all your awesome Hashirama blogs :D
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flakyleaf · 10 years
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As the familiar glow of the sun had vanished for the night once more, the eeriness of their surroundings only amplified by the cooling of the surface, as even the trees became a blur amongst the white. All that remained in his world now was the bench, and his old comrade.
"Perhaps, but the job has always gotten done, sooner or later." he replied, pacing slowly towards the silhouette, features still buried in his lap. With the level of interference from the forest and fog, it was nigh impossible anyone could locate the two shinobi, their existence shrouded from even the most proficient sensor. The Uchiha likely had an agenda.
He froze as the crimson gaze finally met his own. No genjutsu to be wary of, they both knew simple tricks would hold no meaning in this encounter, nor would a battle. Perhaps his old friend was merely being wary, but Hashirama could not for the life of him reason why. Violence was always a last resort in his respect.
Accepting the invitation presented, he moved swiftly to seat himself beside Madara. Glancing at the empty dango container, he felt a small pang of hunger, lamenting his choice to avoid the more filling treats until later in the night.
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"You never told me you had a pet." he finally said, brushing the container off the seat to allow himself a little more room. He made a mental note to clear the clutter later. "Did this fox have a name?"
Foundations || Hashirama+Madara
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flakyleaf · 10 years
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Almost as quickly as she'd appeared the bluette once again disappeared behind the door, her stare as blank as his state of dress. A pang of sadness resonated through the First's heart. He'd not wanted a friend he'd just recently made to think of him as complete nut case at only their second meeting. While she'd likely learn of his... oddities in due time, he'd hoped what was to come wouldn't put her off him entirely.
Moments before reached to return the food to the platter, the door creaked open again, the Senju fast returning to his splayed-out position. Her gaze was not on him, but somewhere distant, as if she were trying to imagine what lay before her was but a mirage. A single sheet was held before him, and Hashirama almost instinctively reached to clothe himself before remembering the details of his obligation.
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"...I'm afraid our issue is not so simple, Konan." he replied, placing the sheet he'd been passed beside him. He'd come this far, and knowing the forces at the school, there was no telling what would happen to him should he not complete the dare. "I am unable to leave until... well, you've completed a particular task."
Another friendship doomed... he internally groaned, dreading the horrors Tobirama would inflict on him should he ever find out something like this had happened. Let alone his wife. Resolving to get the task over and done with, he got to work. Generously dipping a strawberry into the fudge, he turned the fruit the opposite way, before balancing the hull of the berry inside his belly button.
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"Dig in..." was all he could bring himself to say in this humiliating situation.
A dare, I swear! (4 Konan)
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