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how does tumblr work omg
been brainrotting over this ship might as well share :P
Can’t stop thinking abt this au
Professor Indra and newbie Tobirama what will happen will happen will shock you Yes, once again I have made another modern-teacher au with T
So I recently tripped back into the Naruto fandom and reread "Inexorable Sea Meets Unquenchable Flame" because I love every piece of it and I'm amazed at all the love and tidbits and facets that go into each of your collections (SSS+Coil & Croon are next on the list)
So many of my favorite things end up cropping up and your contain so much care into so few words it delights me endlessly. It's the intricate rituals and the clan courting traditions and the family shenanigans and the softness for kids and SUMMONS! LOVE THOSE LITTLE NUGGETS! The Aus and the What-Ifs and. Just. Thank you so much! Keep being amazing!
(I've literally always Specifically gone back to re read the Price of Peace segment AT LEAST half a dozen times over the years because hot damn is it funny and also the concept of celebratory Katon jutsus fascinates me)
Aww, thank you so much! X3
I originally started posting the minific collections both to corral some of my Three Sentence Ficathon pieces and then also . . . to put things that I liked but were not working out into longer pieces (or not smething I wanted to try and work out into a longer piece) and honestly the project of minifics kind of took on a life beyond my expectations there.
It's a lot of fun to play with (and to work on, for days when I'm low energy or similar, and throw something small up) and I've been really surprised and delighted how many people tell me they enjoy the little bites. ^.^ ♡
(I have to be honest; Price of Peace is one that I do actually want to write a longer piece from. . . There's some of those kicking around in the minific collections as well. >.>)
Thank you again! ♡ ~Kalira
Wolves Without Teeth - chapter 2
He ended his sentence by placing a small, burning kiss to the shell of Tobirama’s ear, and it felt like the floor dropped out from beneath them. Slowly? That - that didn’t seem like a bad idea. So long as… so long as something happened between them, then it would count as consummation, surely?
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Tobirama, having to disguise himself using makeup/hair dye/clothing instead of a henge for Reasons, opts wears a collar to hide the mark around his neck. Indra: *fans self when no one is looking*
He wouldn’t stop staring.
Of course, that could be because Tobirama couldn’t help fiddling with the thick leather band. It wasn’t that he wasn’t use to the sensation of something being around his neck - the fabric he wore under his armor and the fur trim did a good job at covering it up. But the leather felt - heavy. Tight, even though he’d made sure it wasn’t choking him when he put it on.
Every time he reached up to touch it - to stick his fingers under it to once again ensure that it wasn’t too tight - Indra looked over.
And his eyes always lingered.
It served to make Tobirama feel overly warm. Which was silly, because he thought he’d long gotten over the way Indra made him feel when he looked at him with those searching, hungry eyes.
It was just a shame that he really, truly did have to go. The mission could not wait.
It was as he was reaching for the doorknob that he felt Indra’s presence come up behind him. One of those long, slender hands reached out to curl along the back of Tobirama’s neck, his fingers pressing in under the leather, and his hot breath wafted over Tobirama’s check when he leaned in.
“When you are back-” He began, voice soft and silky. “You will wear this. For me.”
Tobirama swallowed thickly as something in his gut clenched. “Of course.”