Treasure Hoarder: GIVE ME ALL YOUR MONEY!!!

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Little WIP of a gift for a dear friend <3

Though I must admit that I am questioning my decision to draw higanbana ansjdjdjd but aghhhh meaningful flowers

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Do you ever?

Just heard a song I also have in my Tell Me That You Feel It Too (MadaTobi) writing playlist in a random person’s stream.

I immediately played said list.

It’s been 84 years

Damn, them old feeeeeels be crushing me

Tobirama: Anija, I've made a new jutsu

Hashirama: blocked and reported

Izuna: Nii-san, I made you a gingerbread man!

Izuna: Look, his arms are crossed and he’s frowning, because he’s mad at the other stupid gingerbread men for annoying him. Do you like it?

Madara, holding back tears: It’s fine.

Basically me, coming back to write Tell Me That You Feel It Too qkjflwerjnfkwri

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“The little creature’s tail....tails...tail???”

Me: Did I write how many it had.....??? Opens chapter 9

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“Izuna turned around and grabbed the blanket and—”

Me: Shit, I forgot to make him get the damn blanket, didn’t I? scrolls all the way back

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“Madara’s hair cascaded over his should—”

Me: Welp, I bound it in a ponytail two chapters ago or so puts head in hands

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Extra: ajhdcfjhslkdfjsk I FORGOT MITO’S HAORI

writing multi-chapter fics be like

character: it's like I said-

me, scrolling through to seven chapters ago, muttering under my breath: yeah, what DID you say

L O O K. A T. T H I S

Got to draw these for the wonderfully amazing @aurora-nuova!

Got those directly appearing in my head as I was reading her amazing fic "Tell Me That You Feel It Too" on AO3!

Its a beautiful story!!! Go go read it and give her lots of love!!

Writing for a MadaTobi Week entry and only realized that I have stuck 6 grown people into a normal sized car just now when I was thinking about writing a little scene in there auwusjhfiuzwhfskjehwfkj

Head PLS stahp—or better yet—please start working

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Thank you for sending one in 💙 I hope this is fine

Tell Me That You Feel It Too (CH 10)

(snippet of my unfinished draft, Izuna POV, link to the story will be in next post)

“Tobirama?”

Finally, that resulted in a reaction, as the taller of the two startled and rasped out something that sounded like a hum before he tried to shakily stand up.

Promptly the Senju’s legs gave out and Izuna awkwardly made a grab for the other’s midriff, as he still had been kneeling down below; the brunt of the force hitting him square in the face, cracking his neck painfully in the process.

“Shit, gotcha,” the Uchiha grunted out after the Senju’s weight collided into him and he attempted to hold up the body to the best of his abilities. “Come on, I’ll help you back.”

However, Tobirama tried to weakly set himself free, his struggles setting off more body shaking coughs until he was too exhausted to hold himself up any longer, slumping into him even more than before, if that was possible.

Throughout that ordeal Izuna had tightened his grip with a helpless sigh through his nose and steadied his footing as to not fall over.

It was clear that the albino had other things in mind than to go back to the room he had woken up in but Izuna couldn’t let him, not like this.

“I need to go home,” the white haired male rasped out faintly amongst his unrelenting panting.

Izuna sighed more deeply, already feeling drained.

“I know and believe me, when I say that I only brought you here because I had no other choice,” he explained and grimaced in guilt at the almost kicked puppy look the other was sending him, most probably unbeknownst to himself.

Unfortunately, Tobirama persisted and reinvigorated his fruitless struggles.

“I have to get back to work,” his friend demanded next.

“That’s taken care of for now,” Izuna huffed out as the unbelieving Senju continued his tugging with renewed vigor. “You worry too much.”

Unfortunately, his words had no positive effect whatsoever.

The albino must’ve been seriously desperate. Normally the white haired male was much better at realistically assessing situations and whether it made sense to persist or not.

Izuna scowled.

“Stop it, you’re in no condition to go anywhere. Let me help you back inside—damn it—you can’t even stand on your own,” the Uchiha Heir grumbled out in exasperation, worry rising just as fast as his patience was running out.

Geez, could someone please remind him why he had befriended such a blockhead again? It was unfortunate but his family was already overflowing with that type of character trait and now he even chose such a person as his best friend as well.

He rolled his eyes.

Well, it seemed like he would never learn, would he?

The Uchiha suppressed an agonized groan.

To be honest, he had never seen Tobirama in such a sick state and didn’t know how long he would protest. If he was unlucky, they’d be stuck here forever. He could be a real stubborn ass, after all, Izuna thought mostly annoyed.

Maybe a teeny bit fondly, too.

Nobody had to know, though.

When his friend’s almost hopeful and determined face fell as if reading his previous thoughts on the matter, Izuna knew he had won their blessedly short, little struggle. And usually, he would have been happy to have been victorious against the other male in anything but this time he just felt increasingly bad, maybe guilty even.

Of course, he hadn’t anticipated for Madara to have acted as if he didn’t hate or even liked the Senju. But this? He had hoped that his older brother would have kept it together because of the worrying severity of the albino’s illness at the very least.

But that little spectacle a few minutes ago hadn’t been much different than his usual behaviour at the office when Tobirama was actually feeling well enough to stand his ground.

He heaved another sigh.

If this continued, he’d start to feel like one of the always sighing heroines in those romance novels Naori liked to read after she put Kagami to sleep.