#madumo

[amgeryporcupine]

Sakumo X Madara ✅️

And they lived happily ever after~❤️

"Two broken hearts merge together to form one."

1 down and 5 to go :3

[madbuns]

Monch

[wind-becomes-lightning]

the only fun way to do this is to send a ship that isnt your religion 🤣 imo.

so... madumo? 👀

(dont do it if its annoying I just really cant think of anything else interesting lmao. I know its not your ship at all.)

for clarifciation to my other followers, this would be a taboo ship due to insane age gap, but I'm giving it a modern AU spin and so it works (and yes, I do not ship it, but its also not offensive to me or anything)

you have to heads of very influencial clans in several ways, so that is interesting, if it is rivals to lovers or real enemies to lovers or companions to lovers, it could work here

i can especially imagine it in a sort of yakuza AU in which like madara is very big and powerful and while tha hatake are not like the uchiha (as in big and everywhere) they once had a name and influence etc and sakumo as head of that would be an interesting person (and then you can built in the enemies to lovers or rivals to lovers thing etc pp)

sakumo is very kind hearted i think while madara seems a little.. hard? maybe idealistic is the better word, but either way, one hardens the other, one softens the other, a good tradeoff

good ... colour match as well. white and black always meshes well

just long hair synergy (hihih sakumo - i always wear a ponytail- hatake probably could style madaras hair)

old men absolutely deserve to be in love (and by old i mean 50 plus dont come at me people that are 50, im 30 and im old)

sakumo really deserves someone, his life is hard enough

[riss93]

Though I doubt that it all boils down to physics, I feel no impulsion to make sense of the world, the cosmos, by reference to any sort of sentient Supreme Being, nor to find evidence of the supernatural powers of jealous neighbors in the ebb and flow of my worldly fortunes. I do not talk to dead relatives and I do not fear the secret malice of the living. I have no fear of the envious inflicting wounds to the soul, nor salve for the scrapes I might find there. As far as I am concerned, there are no invisible forces or beings that shape the lives and destinies of the living, although I sometimes feel a sort of envy, a feeling of tone deafness, when witnessing others communicate with beings beyond my ken. I am free, too, of the fear that the invisible realms of which we humans are a part might not be an ethical order in which truth and justice prevail. And I’ve no need to wonder why God tolerates Evil in the world. I am thus spared the problem of identifying whether the invisible forces that are busily shaping our destinies are agents of Good or forces of Evil, and I never have to wrestle with the problem of interacting with such beings and entities in meaningful ways so as to bend their actions towards the best. I have no Sabbath to keep, and when I look to the heavens, I see only the sky.

Adam Ashforth

[erkjhnsn]

In the week since embarking upon his search for a cure, Madumo had been making rounds of various healers in our vicinity. There are two basic types of healers in these parts [Soweto, South Africa] specializing in treating the woes of sufferers such as Madumo: the traditional healer and the Christian prophet. Traditional healers are also commonly known, in Zulu, the Sowetan lingua franca, as inyangas or sangomas. (The terms in Soweto these days, along with those from other regional languages, are mostly interchangeable, and whatever subtle distinction they may once have carried has been swamped in tides of innovation and ignorances.) They heal by virtue of their special calling from ancestral spirits, who empower them in the use of herbs and other substances. Prophets, authorized through their connection with the spirits of deceased ancestors mingled with those of church founders, ultimately find their calling through communion with the Holy Spirit. They heal by means of holy water or everyday commodities, such as tea, coffee, soap, or Vaseline, administered in procedures not dissimilar, from the perspective of an outsider, to those of traditional healers. In my experience, all healers, Christian and otherwise, whatever else they may do, claim to be able to read the past and divine the future of their patients in order to provide a much needed spiritual security in the present for people living in a world littered with evil supernatural forces they ignore at their own peril.

Adam Ashforth, Madumo: A Man Bewitched (Chicago, IL: University of Chicago Press, 2000), 56.