He's too cool! Just wow!
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He's too cool! Just wow!
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No matter how much time passed, the wounds never healed. In the netting he was contained in a private harbor the Senju’s estate encompassed, at least he still could be lulled by the comforting buffet of the ocean; they must’ve known he’d die without that contact. But, when the tide was low and the level markers on his containment lowered, the water stagnated. Red algae grew in the hotter summer months, and the water boiled. More than that, those ever-open wounds spilled like ink in the water, and gods... what a wretched state he was in.
The Uchiha merman perched on algae-coated rocks eroded from an eternity of the ocean’s push and pull, a cradle he often slept in. To inspect his tail that time, wincing from the pain. Large patches of scales had been stripped away, enough to the point that they didn’t molt anymore as was the norm, and grew back slower. Because they were more valuable than platinum ore, a palm hovered over the largest liaison and he gingerly touched the wound that still wept with blood, and winced.
Madara might have shouted, but didn’t. His gills along his neck and ribcage flared, teeth gritted. If he were ashore, he would’ve screamed, but didn’t.
Then, a distorted silhouette shaded over him, and Madara’s blood ran cold; a harvester, come for more of his scales. He waited for the electrocution that paralyzed him when they committed their foul work, tensed and shivering for the blinding pain that was immanent, he was sure.
I must ask, because you are godlike writer among mortals....have you ever considered......dark Hashirama?
Oh haha, thank you! I actually got an ask about this before and tried in vain to find it...only to realize I hadn't posted it and it was in my drafts 😬
The answer: yes! I actually have a wip I've been kicking around that I eventually want to finish. And in that other post, I talk about how I'd conceptualize a "dark Hashirama", mostly avoiding the 'bad brother', 'dark =/ evil', and overabundant sexual abuse cliches.
Here's also a short list of dark!Hashirama recs from me!
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The battle against the Senjus was still going. A lot of blood was shed, and Madara kept his focus on Hashirama but also kept aware of how Izuna was doing, but he of course never took his eyes off the Senju who was attacking him.
Izuna on the other hand was fighting Tobirama, and after a while the younger Uchiha was able to bring down the younger Senju, giving him a fatal injury causing him to fall on the battle field.
Obito. I love you and your face.
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"... Huh? How do I look like Obito?"
The definition of; Did I save these pictures or did these pictures save me ?
Akaashi❤ art by @airsthiner on twitter
He is PERFECT 💜