I know I'm a bit late, but hey, at least I'm posting something, right? 🫣
The promised snippet comes from an unnamed story in which Madara encounters a feral Tobirama in the Uchiha territory.
I hope you enjoy it!
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Warnings: a/b/o au, mentions of kidnapping
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Kagami was alive.
His little bean, his baby… He was alive.
Madara couldn't believe it despite how much and how desperately he had been praying for it. Yet here he was now, a little dirty and maybe slightly thinner than Madara remembered him being, but alive.
To say it felt like a miracle would be an understatement.
How he ended up with Tobirama was a mystery, though Madara had his guesses.
“Can I come closer?” He asked, his eyes locked with Tobirama's. His body was as relaxed as he could make it and he had his hands by his side, open palms turned towards the omega.
When he received no response, he started to slowly inch closer. Predictably enough, Tobirama's growl grew louder with each step he took and he was also showing his teeth now in a snarl that twisted his face into something truly wild and animalistic. That was to be expected though. Feral omegas were known to be incredibly wary and aggressive, and Tobirama was no exception.
Having a pup in his care didn't make things any less stressful for him either. An omega’s instinct was to protect their pups by any means necessary. The intensity of that instinct varied depending on an individual. There were omegas who barely responded to a pup in danger and those who started producing milk any time they heard a pup cry.
Tobirama's instincts and drive to protect seemed strong to say the least, and the way he was shielding Kagami, obviously intent on dying if need be in order to keep him safe, meant he wouldn't back down from a challenge.
Madara wasn't interested in challenging him in any way.
Kagami seemed perfectly content strapped against Tobirama's chest in a makeshift carrier. He was safe and asleep, and that was all that really mattered.
However, that didn't change the fact that Madara wanted to get a whiff of Kagami's scent; to touch him and hold him again. He had missed his baby so much it physically hurt to think about it.
With that in mind, Madara moved another step closer and then another, and another. Careful, measured steps that he hoped wouldn't trigger or provoke the omega.
He was almost an arm's length away when Tobirama suddenly stopped growling. He then started to sniff the air around him, likely able to catch a whiff of Madara's scent by now, before his eyes widened only to then become glassy with tears that soon began to fall down Tobirama's face seemingly unnoticed.
“M-mate?” The omega whispered in a raspy, wet voice as he leaned forward, a shaky hand extended towards Madara. “Mate!”
“I'm not—” Madara started to deny before he thought better of it.
There was no point in arguing with Tobirama right now, was there?
Unfortunately, COVID and an asthma flare-up got in the way of any drawing or writing, but hopefully the new year will be better. I have soooo many WIPs I need to finish...
You expect to get soon:
- New chapters for The Least of Clues and Cynosure,
- 2 new short stories.
I might share some snippets tomorrow if you're interested? 🤔
I'm back at last (for the most part) so you'll see me posting some new art starting this week.
Hopefully that will reduce the amount of WIPs on my drive 💀 You don't wanna know how many there are rn, but it's a lot...
It will be mostly mdtb of course with a few kkit and kkir pieces here and there. The first artwork that I might post tomorrow already is a full colour mdtb artwork inspired by the behind the scenes of Live Spectacle Naruto (I have actually posted a WIP of it before).
When it comes to writing, I'm almost done with the next chapter of Clues and Cynosure. There are also some other projects that I'm excited to share 😄
All in all, stay tuned 😎 and wish me luck, and energy cause I definitely need it... 🫠
I went back to working on a short story for @iamdusttoo. They have sent me a prompt forever ago and I wanted to write something special for it. I feel like I've finally figured out the plot I want to go with and hopefully I can finish this soon.
The below is a snippet from that story. Hope you enjoy! ❤️
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Warnings: none
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Though he was somewhat confused by his husband's unyielding determination to woo him – and it was indeed wooing, no doubt about it – he felt warmed by it as well.
Nobody else has ever put so much effort into getting to know the real him. Similarly, there had been very few instances of others calling him beautiful and he had yet to hear anyone apart from Madara referring to his mind as an absolute wonder. His husband had even prepared a dedicated space for him so he could continue working on seals and jutsu if he so pleased! There was never a time when Madara had refused to listen to him talk about those subjects and he often contributed to the conversation, which resulted in the two of them having heated debates about subjects such as chakra theory or the creation of jutsu.
There were many, many other things Madara had done that had endeared him to Tobirama, of course. Simple, but nevertheless meaningful things such as always having a pot of his favourite tea ready, adjusting traditional Uchiha recipes to suit his palate, making sure to bring a shawl or a jacket when they went out for a stroll so he wouldn't never be cold, bringing home knick-knacks he would like, gifting him flowers just because, respecting his boundaries and not trying to push past them…
What would he do with himself, he wondered, if he was robbed of it all? How could he possibly endure if he could no longer see the glint in Madara's eyes as they discussed chakra theorems or played shogi, or the soft smile on his face when he told him “you are beautiful” as if it was the most fundamental truth in this world?
Would he survive never seeing Madara again? Never holding him again? Never talking to him again?
He didn't think he would.
Madara stood up and turned before reaching for the light armour made of leather that hung neatly on the gusoku lake. He had seen Madara prepare it the night before after dinner so he knew what it looked like already, but it was different to see it now in the grey, dim light of early morning.
Hesitating only for a second, he crossed the distance between Madara and himself, one of his hands coming to rest against Madara's hand that was already holding onto the armour's breastplate.
“Let me,” he said quietly.
Madara looked at him for a moment before he let go and stepped back.
“Of course, wife,” he said. “Thank you for your help.”
Tobirama said nothing in response as he picked up the breastplate and helped Madara put it on, and fastened it in place. He remained equally silent while tying the kawan kote around his husband's forearms, the haidate to his thighs, and the suneate to his calves.
He thought briefly that kneeling before Madara didn't feel degrading or humiliating. It was an act of reverence; a way to show his husband he hadn't wanted, but cared for now that he wanted him to be safe.
I'm going to post Part 1 of a new fic either today or tomorrow. I have shared some snippets from that story before - you can find them here and here.
The story is about healing from trauma, so it's quite serious and very sad at times, but at the same time I think it's very comforting. I've been working on it for around 2 years now and it's finally at a stage where I feel okay with posting it.
As you can expect, it's mdtb. I also decided to make it Madara's POV for the whole thing - I think it suits the story better and leaves things more ambiguous, which is what I wanted.
I'm really curious about what you will think of it 🤔
For now, do you have any ideas regarding what it's about? If so, lemme know!
I made some minor edits to Cynosure (all the posted chapters) as I was reading through it. Idk how, but I keep forgetting what I wrote 💀
Anyway, having been reminded of the whole plot, I should be able to finally finish Part 6!
It has taken some time, but that should be it. I needed to rethink the plot a little, cause some things weren't adding up in my head and for some I allocated waaaay too little space (for e.g. Tobirama getting properly acclimated with the Uchiha clan as a whole). As such, the story will have more chapters. Not sure how many more exactly, but for now it should be sth around more or less 15 chapters.
Not sure why my fics just keep getting longer and longer, but 🤷 It's not like have any influence over that... 😐
Chapters: 1/4
Fandom: Naruto (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Madara, Senju Hashirama & Senju Tobirama, Uchiha Izuna & Uchiha Madara
Characters: Uchiha Madara, Senju Tobirama, Senju Hashirama, Uchiha Izuna, Senju Touka, Uzumaki Mito, Team Tobirama Ensemble (Naruto), Original Characters
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Getting to Know Each Other, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Touch-Starved, Anxiety, Panic Attacks, Family Issues, Self-Esteem Issues, Recovery, Missions Gone Wrong, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Implied/Referenced Sexual Harassment, Suicidal Thoughts, Implied/Referenced Suicide, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Senju Hashirama Being an Idiot, Uchiha Izuna is a Little Shit, Senju Tobirama Needs a Hug, Protective Uchiha Madara
Summary:
Though he can get pretty feisty and argumentative sometimes, Tobirama isn't one to fight. Not really.
His default response is to back down and submit; to follow orders. He is the perfect soldier in that sense and it worries Madara sometimes. It is not to say that Tobirama is meek, but at the same time he is clearly scared of people – of their presence and their touch, but most of all their anger.
This type of fear doesn't come out of nowhere. It is something learnt, often at a terrible cost.
