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🍃 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐈 𝐍𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈. private and highly selective writing blog for Senju Hashirama of Masashi Kishimoto's Naruto. low / sporadic activity, rarely follows first. cherished by yai♥ ( she/her, '97, afroperuvian ) find me on: @fatedefy, @fightrisen, @roysenal

𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅: dedicating your life to an ideal, brotherhood, diplomacy, the veneration of friendship, peace always coming at an immeasurable cost, exemplary leadership, being the first of your kind and the exploitations inherent of said uniqueness ( even in death )

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𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 spills from her lips as her gaze searches his expression for a long moment before a sigh is heard from her as she leans away. It almost seemed as if she wanted a moment to crack her knuckles and quite possibly crack some bones in someone's face. She looks composed and calm still as she stands by him, gaze still trained on him as lips part so that words might spill from the tip of her tongue. ❝ Fortunately for you, I am no leader so it would have fallen back on me and never you. ❞ She gives him this I know the rules kind of look as she finds a loophole. ❝ But I will not act as you do not wish for me to. Do know that the offer still stands no matter how much time passes. ❞

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𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬,   the gesture an extension of the humility few thought was befitting a man of his social standing and yet wholly integral to who he was as a person.    ‘    you may do as you like.   ’    he gently insists,  emphatic in his belief that restrictions has existed aplenty in the times of war that had ravaged their youth.   peace should denote a certain freedom, Hashirama thought;   although he was glad she hadn't acted on her violent impulse.  ‘    though you need not sully your hands on my account !!     Tobirama would have any who speaks out against me tried for treason,    but i believe there was too much denied from us in the time of the warring clans    ...    i'd like this new generation to exist without limits ⸻ within reason, of course.    if that means i must face dissenters head on,    so be it.   ’

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≛ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀 & 𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐇𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐀 ⸻ ⅈ. A GIFT FROM THE DIVINE.

NARUTO, Vol. 65, Chapter #622-624 / FIONA APPLE / LITTLE DRAGON, Best Friends / MARY OLIVER, Wild Geese / HANNIBAL, 2.13 "Mizumono" / ANNE CARSON, Nox / NARUTO: SHIPPUDEN, #367 / HANYA YANAGIHARA, A Little Life / FAYE WEBSTER, Kingston / MAURICE (1987) dir. James Ivory / FREDERICK BACKMAN, Us Against You / PINK FLOYD, Childhood's End / CLAIRE SCHWARTZ, From Poetry RX As Featured In The Paris Review / RICHARD SIKEN / LITTLE DRAGON, Best Friends

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𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 and there is a twitch of her lips, a faint smile settling itself on them. ❝ Tell me . . . ❞ She utters as she lets her gaze wander, settling on that of another form before darting right back to his. Her hands clasp behind her back, she is comfortable in her own skin as she leans into his personal space bubble for a moment. ❝ Shall I punch them in the face ? ❞ She is not afraid to offer violence for another, ready to defend another's honor in a heartbeat. / @forestbuilt starter.

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𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, as unrelenting a force as the rush of turbulent bodies of water intersecting the landscape of her home country, all perfectly contained within the pinnacle of poise and elegance made woman.   it terrifies him,   at times,   (   as it surely would any man with their wits about them   )    just what she was capable of if her measured composure were to splinter even a little.   his responding laugh is affable as always, reassurance echoing it's warm depths so as to easily dispel her concern at this sudden affront.    ‘    ah, there is no need for that, dear Mito. what sort of leader would i be if i took every disagreeable comment to heart ?   ’

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≛ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀 & 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀 ⸻ FOR THE SINS OF YOUR FATHER YOU, THOUGH GUILTLESS, MUST SUFFER.

NARUTO, Vol. 65, Chapter #622 / VENIENNES, DOOMED FROM THE BEGINNING / MITSKI, Jobless Monday / LI YOUNG LEE, A Hymn to Childhood / KEY BALLAH, On Fathers / THE FRONT BOTTOMS, Father / HIMIZU (2011) / CHARLES DICKENS, Great Expectations / UMBERTO ECO, Foucault's Pendulum

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&. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( dialogue  prompts  taken  from the script of  everything  everywhere  all  at  once  (2022),  directed  by  daniel  kwan  and  daniel  scheinert.  feel  free  to  edit  and  change  as  you  seem  fit. )

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ stop changing the subject. ❜

❛ every day i fight, i fight for all of us. ❜

❛ what are you doing? what is wrong? ❜

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

❛ you may be in grave danger. there is no time to explain.❜

❛ we can make our own way. please, come with me. ❜

❛ don't even talk to me about this because i won't remember.❜

❛ i am not your husband. at least not the one you know. i am another version of him from another life path, another universe. ❜

❛ i’m here because we need your help.❜

❛ sorry, very busy today. no time to help you– ❜

❛ all those years of searching have brought me here. to this universe. to you. ❜

❛ i’m here to tell you every rejection, every disappointment has led you here. to this moment. ❜

❛ i'm not ready to fight yet. ❜

❛ maybe we don't have a choice. ❜

❛ now, you can either come with me and live up to your ultimate potential, or lie here and live with the consequences. ❜

❛ i... want to lie here. ❜

❛ how often do people literally die laughing? ❜

❛ my husband won't even kill a spider. how are you the same person? ❜

❛ we are talking about infinity. if you can imagine it, somewhere out there, it exists. ❜

❛ how did i die? ❜

❛ i've seen you die a thousand ways. in a thousand worlds. in every single one, you were murdered. ❜

❛ what!? who wants me dead? ❜

❛ you’ve been feeling it too, haven’t you? something is off. your clothes never wear as well the next day, your hair never falls in quite the same way, even your coffee tastes... wrong. ❜

❛ maybe we would have been better off if we had never gotten married. ❜

❛ i never said that. ❜

❛ you didn’t have to. it’s the way you look at me. ❜

❛ can’t you see it? how wonderful it would be if you came with me? ❜

❛ i saw my life without you. i wish you could have seen it. it was beautiful. ❜

❛ shhh, you're not thinking straight. ❜

❛ what is worse than death? ❜

❛ i saw your face on a billboard and — this is silly — i wondered if you remembered me... ❜

❛ is it that i can’t be here, or that i’m not allowed to be here? ❜

❛ there is no good, there is no evil. there is only “goovil”. ❜

❛ if you can imagine it, you have fucked it. ❜

❛ do not be so closed minded that you blind yourself from the truth! ❜

❛ don’t make me fight you. i am really really good. ❜

❛ you're capable of anything because you're so bad at everything. ❜

❛ you can't remember anything because your bodies were under the control of other universes. ❜

❛ you were like puppets. and you could do things you normally can't do. you were like, what's that movie... raccaccoonie? ❜

❛ how can you defeat her in every universe, if you can't even kill her in one? ❜

❛ the sacrifices necessary to win this war... i know all too well. ❜

❛ i cannot lose another loved one to the darkness. ❜

❛ i know you have feelings. feelings that make you so sad. that make you just want to give up. that is not your fault. ❜

❛ i'll see you again soon, somewhere out there in all that noise. ❜

❛ just think happy thoughts. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ i'm the one you've been looking for. ❜

❛ i’m the one who will defeat you. ❜

❛ you’re finally free, like me. ❜

❛ you don't have to choose anymore. between loving me or hating me. you can do both at the same time. ❜

❛ before, you were asking about "our daughter". it's crazy, but it really got me thinking. what if you had come with me all of those years ago? ❜

❛ all of this time, i wasn't looking for someone who could defeat me. i was looking for someone who could see what i see, feel what i feel... ❜

❛ oh, good, you're here too. ❜

❛ i'm sorry about ruining everything, i– ❜

❛ we're all stupid. small stupid little humans. it's like our whole deal. ❜

❛ everything is going to be okay. ❜

❛ you think i’m weak don’t you? ❜

❛ when we first fell in love all of those years ago, your father would say i was too sweet for my own good. maybe he was right. ❜

❛ please! can we just stop fighting! ❜

❛ you tell me that it's a cruel world and we're all just running around in circles. i know that. i've been on this earth just as many days as you. ❜

❛ the only thing i do know is we have to be kind. be kind. especially, when we don't know what's going on. ❜

❛ i know you go through life with your fists held tight. you see yourself as a fighter. well, i see myself as one too. this is how i fight. ❜

❛ in another life, i would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you. ❜

❛ you know what i say? cold, hysterical, unlovable bitches like us make the world go round. ❜

❛ you aren’t unlovable. there is always something to love. ❜

❛ even in a stupid, stupid universe where we have hot dogs for fingers, we’d all be very good with our feet! ❜

❛ in a universe where we both agree that no one could love you, if we look hard enough, something will prove us wrong. ❜

❛ we are all useless alone. so its good you're not alone. ❜

❛ maybe you win in this universe. but in another, i beat you. or we tie. or we eat crepes. ❜

❛ i don't want to hurt anymore. and for some reason when i'm with you, it hurts both of us. ❜

❛ out of all of the places i could be, why would i want to be here with you? ❜

❛ i still want to be here with you. i will always want to be here with you. ❜

❛ i will cherish these few specks of time. ❜

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also i think this is pretty sexy of me

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I WANNA @%$#&* HIS @%$#&*

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 🍃  ???   /   divinelament· 

❛      i’m   not looking for a fight      —————      ❜      his voice was calm,   but his tone was stern.    being a foreigner in a different land,   xiao xingchen was   bound   to attract unwanted attention.    even if his intentions were far from hostile,   one could never be cautious enough.    shuanghua rested on his back ；   no effort was made to   draw   the weapon,   even if that put him in immediate disadvantage.      ❛      i’m trying to pick up the trail of an   old friend.      ❜

@forestbuilt· meets the man in white.

  INITIAL ASSESSMENT        gauges  the  lack  of  hostility  in  the  stranger’s  form,      the  graceful  rigidity  of  their  dignified  stance  unyielding  in  its  sense  of  danger  but  not,    Hashirama  would  like  to  think,    hiding  any  ulterior  motives.     it’s all based on gut feeling;  one  would  concede  that  instincts  forged  in  a  lifetime  under  a  rainfall  of  daggers  would  be  sharp  enough  to  appraise  something  like  this.    he  sheathes  the  kunai  held  firm  in  his  palm  into  the  holster  tucked  into  his  bracer  allowing  for  easy  access,    molding  tensed  features  into  an  easy  pleasantness.          ‘    my  apologies,   stranger !    one  never  can  be  too  sure.   ’         a  light-hearted  chuckle  quick  to  titter  from  his  lips.           ‘    can i be of any assistance  ?   my  village  is  only  some  ways  away  if  you’d  like  to  rest  for  a  while  before  returning  on  your  quest.   ’        

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   LYRIC STARTERS  /  ACCEPTING ┊ @chinookane​​:      “ let me live. “ hm. . .

   TRIUMPH  TASTES  BITTER,        copper  blood  sour  against  a  mangled  tongue  bitten  too  many  times  as  result  of  forceful  blows.    his  chakra  thrums  powerfully  within  himself,       furious  currents  of  it  pouring  through  the  dark  skin  of  the  hand  fisted  against  Kakuzu’s  shoulder  to  keep  him  in  place.     the  edge  of  Hashirama’s  sword  dents  his  skin,    tip  of  his  blade  precise,   despite  the  tremble  of  the  hand  which  holds  the  shaft,     upon  a  nerve  which  a  single  puncture  would  cause  immediate  death.    rage  is  a  story  written  plain  in  the  distortion  of  his  gentle  features;     but  why  does  he  hesitate  ?

               ‘  let  me  live.  ‘     plea  falls  ragged  from  Kakuzu’s  labored  breath.   begging,  however  dignified  it  had  managed  to  sound  in  the  precipice  of  his  mortality,    did  not  suit  the  proud  savant  he  had  come  to  cherish.    Hashirama  mourned,   not  for  the  first  time,   the  ephemerality  of  their  severed  bond.

hoarse  syllables  goad  his  reluctance  to  see  things  through,   the  repetition  of  them  cacophonous  in  his  battle-worn  mind.    the  grip  on  his  blade  tightens,   pressing  it  with  murderous  intent  for  a  single  moment  before  he  relents.     Hashirama   reaches  a  resolution;    sword  thrust  aside  carelessly,   spine  straightening  with  the  grace  of  a  flower  in  bloom  as  he  pries  his  weight  off  of  his  regrettable  foe.    he  turns  without  a  word,   violence  permeating  stiffened  muscles  as  fists  clench  at  his  sides.

wayward  winds  rustle  up  a  gust  of  leaves,   drawing  with  it  strands  of  silky  earthen  hair.    Hashirama  closes  his  eyes  to  the  chill  that  nips  his  heated  skin,   cool  autumn  air  a  balm  on  the   gaping  wound  of  his  soul.       ‘    leave.   you’ve  no  business  in  this  village  any  longer.    ’         

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kate bush’s ‘hounds of love’ sentence starters.

“ it doesn’t hurt me. “

“ do you want to know how it feels? “

“ do you want to know that it doesn’t hurt me? “

“ do you want to hear about the deal that i’m making? “

“ and if i could, i’d make a deal with god and have him switch our places. “

“ you don’t want to hurt me. “

“ is there so much hate for the ones we love? “

“ tell me, we both matter, don’t we? “

“ let me steal this moment from you now. “

“ let’s exchange the experience. “

“ it’s in the trees, it’s coming. “

“ i’ve always been a coward. “

“ i don’t know what’s good for me. “

“ it’s coming for me through the trees. “

“ i’m ashamed of running away. “

“ i’m ashamed of running away from nothing real, i just can’t deal with this. “

“ i just can’t deal with this. “

“ i’m still afraid to be there. “

“ don’t let me go. “

“ hold me down. “

“ do you know what i really need? i need love. “

“ you never really understood me. you never really tried. “

“ you want my reply? what was the question? “

“ ____ knows that i’ve been doing something wrong, but she/he/they won’t say anything. “

“ you’re here in my head. “

“ i just know that something good is gonna happen. “

“ i can’t hide you. “

“ let me be weak. “

“ let me sleep. “

“ come here with me now. “

“ i can’t keep my eyes open. “

“ there’s something moving under the ice. “

“ you must wake up! wake up! “

“ wake up, child! pay attention! “

“ listen to me, baby. “

“ help me, baby. “

“ talk to me, please talk to me. “

“ you can’t hear me. “

“ you can’t hear what i’m saying to you. “

“ i should have been home hours ago, but i’m not here. “

“ you don’t hear what i’m saying, do you? “

“ there’s a ghost in our home watching you without me. “

“ don’t ignore me. “

“ let me in and don’t be long. “

“ you won’t hear me leaving. “

“ i know your face well, i know it well. “

“ never say goodbye to my part of your life. “

“ let me live! “

“ this moment in time, it doesn’t belong to you. it belongs to me. “

“ somewhere in the depth, there is a light. “

“ why did i go? “

“ do you know what? i love you better now. “

“ i am falling, like a stone. “

“ like a storm, i am being born again. “

“ i’d love to hold you now. “

“ i’ll tell my loved ones how much i love them. “

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1v1 rn

COME CATCH THESE FUCKING HANDS

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                     @9sik​ / @empresssof  said:      “rulers make bad lovers.”

    ENSCONCED  BENEATH        the  leafy  canopy  of  a  towering  tree  at  the  foot  of  the  thrashing  river  that  cut  through  Uzushio,    Hashirama  had  asked  of  Mito  her  honest  opinion  on  the  murmurings  of  their  respective  people.    the  pressure  of  duty  seemed  to  suffocate  their  brief  meetings  nowadays,    unable  to  be  seen  together  in  the  public  eye  without  the  necessity  of  their  union  for  the  benefit  of  either  clan  being  forcefully  insinuated.     it  embarrassed  and  irritated  him,     each  instance  infuriating  him  more  that  the  last  not  only  for  the  interruption  of  their  sparse  visits  for  the  sake  of  ambition  but  because  he  thought  of  Mito  as  more  than  a  pawn  caught  in  the  continuous  power  struggle  he  had  inherited.       she  was  a  dear  friend  and  ally,       someone  he  respected  for  her  great  skill  and  intellectual  prowess.    

had  she  not  also  a  mind,  a   heart,   and  a  voice  of  her  own  with  which  to  speak  ?  the  fact  this  affair  seemed  more  a  matter  of  when  he  would  decide  to  marry  than  if  she  would  even  entertain  the  thought  did  not  sit  well  with  him  at  all.     he  remembers  how  his  own  mother’s  wedding  bed  had  become  her  eventual  grave,    marriage  to  a  man  as  ruthless  as  Senju  Butsuma  more  a  death  sentence  than  a  privilege.     though  he  made  a  point  to  diverge  completely  from  the  monster  his  father  had  been,      he  did  not  want  Mito  to  submit  to  a  life  she  did  not  ask  for.       thus,   he  understands  the  flicker  of  distaste  that  steels  her  sharp  eyes  before  her  apprehensive  response  is  given.  it  even  makes  him  laugh,    the  sound  of  it  too  boisterous;    a  disruption  of  the  easy  silence  they  had  previously  adopted. 

      ‘    that’s  a  fair  assessment.   ’      voice  softens,  laced  still  with  the  faint  remnants  of  his  good  humor.    silky  strands  of  hair  melt  against  the  tree  bark  as  his  head  presses  back,   knees  drawing  up  against  broad  chest  round  which  dark  palms  clasp.        ‘    i’ll  be  the  first  to  admit  that  i  know  more  about  overseeing  a  clan  and  commandeering  an  army  than  the  fundamentals  of  romantic  love.   ’      

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───       ASSOCIATIONS .

repost and fill in the words you most associate with your character !!

ANIMAL:     bears, stag/deer. COLOR:      brown, green, red. MONTH:      may RELATABLE SONG(s):     gimme shelter by the rolling stones, a change is gonna come by sam cooke, element by kendrick lamar, dust in the wind by kansas, the impossible dream (the quest) from the musical Man of La Mancha NUMBER:    ten. DAY OR NIGHT:    dusk. PLANT:      moss SMELL:     earthy scents, basil, soil SEASON:   spring. FOOD:     mushroom dishes, veggie nikuman. DRINK:     green tea. ELEMENT:    earth.

TAGGED BY:   myself lol TAGGING:    n/a

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🍃 SASUKE   /   netsurai

when the shodaime speaks, it’s with this stricken quality. sasuke wouldn’t call it wrecked, but he wouldn’t call it whole.

( when that seething preternatural hatred caged away in naruto’s mind had named him, it had named him UCHIHA MADARA )

        ❝ i am aware, ❞        he says with an empty voice, because there’s nothing else to say. this man does not know him. he does not know the shame sasuke has brought the uchiha name; he does not know how sasuke wants to break open and smear his rotten blood over the world until the land roils and the oceans seethe and the sky burns burns burns —

whatever hashirama sees when he looks upon him now is just another ghost laid across sasuke’s shoulders. he does not want it.

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               nostalgia  spreads      like  wildfire,    it  would  burn  the   terrain  of   his  heart   into  scorched   earth  were  he  not  merely  a  lifeless  vessel  forged  in  the  semblance  and   spirit  of  the   human   he   once  was.      the  familiarity  of   the  boy’s  terse,   monosyllabic  speech  seemed  to  both   deeply   comfort   and  wound   him.      it  conjured   in   his  reanimated  mind   visions  of  cinder,   smoke,  and  madara’s   cold  onyx  eyes  large  with  betrayal  before  they  gave  way  to  death.    

            ‘         what  is  it  you  seek,   uchiha  sasuke ?         ’       deep  voice   softens  in  shame   as  his  tongue  wraps  around  the  dialect  of  the  child’s  ancestors.   for  all  his   sins,    he  owed   him  this  deference.

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ACTS OF DOMINANCE: [ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them  / @formalbrutality

           though  he  had  long  left  the  village,  and  as  an  extension  Hashirama  himself,  behind ━  Madara’s  presence  continued  to  be  felt  within  the  centerfold  of  the  burgeoning  government  of  Konohagakure  like  an  ominous  shadow  threatening  to  smother  everything  in  darkness.  rampant  fear  that  if  he  was  no  longer  with  the  village,   he  was  now  against  it  grew  tenfold ;  natural  suspicions  that  held  an  inkling  of  truth.  Hashirama,  baring  in  mind  the  gravity  and  tone  of  their  final  conversation  before  the  other  man  abandoned  their  fledgling  project,  could  confirm  as  much   ━  that  is,  if  he  believed  it  himself;   which,  of  course,  he  didn’t. 

he  forgets  exactly  how  the  ghost  of  Madara  had  situated  itself  within  the  framework  of  this  current  meeting  with  the  clan  heads  of  Konoha,  but  the  mere  mention  of  him  makes  his  entire  body  stand  on  edge,  hairs  at  the  nape  of  his  neck  tingling  and  rising  as  if  static  had  shocked  him.  he  bristles  with  tensity,   brows  drawing  into  a  severe  countenance  as  he  listens  calmly,  almost  dangerously  so,  to  what  the  current  speaker  had  to  say.  

he  might  have  forgiven  them  if  they  had  simply  suggested  they  observe  Madara’s  movements.  it’s  the  foul  assertion  that  the  man  is  inherently  EVIL  that  truly  does  away  with  his  thinning  patience. 

❛         I FORBID THAT YOU SPEAK OF HIM LIKE THAT !           ❜    voice  booms  magnificently  like  sonorous  bouts  of  thunder  disturbing  a  quiet  day.   his  chin  lifts  up  as  his  eyes  grow  wild;  humble  man  he  had  been  momentarily  lost  in  the  dignified  forcefulness  he  now  exuded   

 ❛         Madara was no criminal, do  NOT  address him as such !  perhaps in battle he was merciless and destructive,  but none in this room can say with certainty they knew who he really was.           ❜  himself,  perhaps,  included ━  though  he  does  not  voice  this  uncertainty  aloud.  Hashirama,  hopeful  as  he  was,   continued  to  hold  steadfast  to  the  notion  that  Madara,  beneath  the  facade  of  brutality  and  warmongering,  was  fundamentally  caring  for  those  he  cherished.  he  had  witnessed  it  first  hand  all  those  years  ago  by  the  river. 

Madara’s  gentle  smile  and  encouragement  ,  his  insistence  that  Hashirama  tell  him  what  had  brought  his  soaring  spirits  down  ━  those  small  moments  of  kindness  spared  to  a  strange  boy  he  had  no  affinities  with ,  he  would  hold  on  to  this  proof  of  his  humanity  with  unwavering  resolution  until  they  pried  it  from  the  depths  of  heart.  

it  takes  Tobirama’s  forceful  palm  on  his  shoulder  to  restrain  him  from  launching  forth  with  the  consuming  wrath  he  felt.  the  touch  rouses  him,  light  and  conscience  returning  to  his  frightening  eyes  as  he  finds  himself  once  more. returning  his  body  heavily  upon  his  seat,  his  large  brown  palms  weave  together  over  his  lap.  ❛         more importantly , he was my friend .           ❜  he  states  softly,  but  every  bit  as  fierce  as  before. 

he  was  more;  he  was  a gift  from  the  divine.  simultaneously  his  greatest  pride  and  the  agony  of  his  heart. 

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i was thinking about this all day but Hashirama is extremely concerned about how battles and ninjutsu affect the earth and vegetation. as seen here:

he weighs heavily the consequences of not only his jutsu but his opponent’s justu upon the land. he always steers fights away from forests and places with heavy vegetation and he’s always trying to find more ecological alternatives to some of the more destructive techniques