Sphingen
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“You don’t want to stay with the Senju,” Madara said in a de facto voice, pulling sheets of paper out of the sleeve of his kimono. Tobirama wanted to rage, to call Madara out on his scheme, and only refrained from doing so because it would destroy his disguise. But then his eyes fell on the paper that Madara stretched out for him to take.
Haltingly, he took the papers into his hands, and his gaze roamed over the manual depicting the technique used to incorporate the mixture of metals into molten glass. One of the most crucial steps in the production of the specialized glass the Takeuchi estate was so famous for.
Madara stepped closer, but this time the air between them was not charged with desire. The words seemed to fall like an executioner’s ax as he spoke.
“You don’t want to stay with the Senju, Lord Takeuchi, because they have sold you out.”
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Tobirama sets out to save a lost child, but what she finds will not be what she expects. When she finds something worth holding onto, will fate tear it out of her hands again?
Kagami and his sister Fuurin wait, hoping desperately for a savior. Will they find their way back to their family?
Madara stands at the head of his clan, doing everything in his power to keep his family from being ripped apart. Torn between dreams and his duty, will he lose himself?
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Madara tapped the steering wheel and immediately stopped himself once he realized the nervous tick. A short look to the side showed Tobirama as he had been the last thirty minutes, projecting calmness with a distinct flavor of resting-bitch-face.
“Listen, I appreciate that you jumped in to help me out, but I understand if you want to back out. My family can be a bit much, so ...” Madara cringed at the way his sentence faded.
“I said I would do this. There is no need to offer me a way out,” Tobirama answered coldly.
Oh boy, thought Madara. The silence from before spread again in his car. Visions of his aunts eating Tobirama alive drifted through his mind, and then of Hashirama chewing him out for letting his little brother be abused like this. “Ah, so it might make sense to talk a bit about ourselves? You know, since we’re gonna pretend to date.”
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Should I knock, Madara asked himself.
In a moment of clarity, Madara realized that if he hesitated for a single second longer, he would lose his nerves and turn around with his sad, cold piece of blueberry pie. So in a state of panic, he brought his hand not holding the pie forth in a resounding knock against the wood of Tobirama’s front door.
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How cruel, for peace to give Madara the glimpse at love he had hoped for all his life, the one he had seen in his parents’ feelings for each other. Only for the one holding his heart to disregard it as an unwanted responsibility, prioritizing it lower than even the planning of their sewage system.
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Madara’s last wish was granted. He got his second chance in life to drink with Hashirama as friends. And this time around... this time, he would do nothing.
He didn’t expect that doing “nothing” would result in him having a kid with goddamn Senju Tobirama!
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There’s a person crouched in the trees above him.
Shaggy, short white hair drifts in lazy waves against porcelain pale skin, and the red marks that slash across his sharp cheekbones are punctuated by the impossibility of soft, fuzzy white and gray furred ears that adorn the sides of his face. His pupils- framed by white lashes that match his hair- are the same shade as the marks, as Madara’s still active sharingan that he's staring down without hesitation.
He's gorgeous, and Madara is absolutely, undoubtedly in love.
And he is also dripping lake water like a bedraggled house cat while pathetically gaping at the most beautiful person he’s ever seen.
Damn.
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For every rising star that the shinobi world produces, a hundred other geniuses are chewed up and spit out. Seiko crawls out of that grinder, only to find that she still has the rest of her life to face head on.
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the moon weeps in silver by drifting_melody
Fandoms: Naruto (Anime & Manga), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
21 Jul 2025
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In which Luna Lovegood dies, and Nara Tsukiko is born.
A fall through the Veil, a breath between worlds, and then - light.
She is reborn into a land of shadows and chakra, in a quiet village where children grow into weapons and silence is a second language. Her eyes open too early, her thoughts are too old, but she learns to smile anyway. For her father, who grieves quietly. For herself, who remembers everything.
And when she meets a silver-haired boy with eyes like a shuttered sky, something in her finally begins to root.
(or: Hatake Kakashi and the Terrifying Ordeal of Being Seen)
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Genius amongst the Gentians by LysMBeen
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
09 Aug 2025
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After the night hunt in Biling Lake goes wrong, people start taking notice of Wei Wuxian, how he's more than just the undisciplined Head Disciple of Yunmeng Jiang always causing trouble, more than just the Servant's son everyone gossips about.
What happens when a dream makes the oblivious Wei Wuxian understand his feelings at fifteen.
What happens when the dream him gives insights into things Wei Wuxian has only ever expressed interest in learning once, but was reprimanded for.
What happens when the Lan Sect, known for pursuing knowledge and innovation, learn the Jiang Sect has neglected to nurture the once in a lifetime genius they picked up off the street.
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A self indulgent fix-it fic where Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji figure their shit out earlier and people accept that Wei Wuxian is way smarter than most of the Cultivation World, for better or worse. It changes a lot!Inspired by:
Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark - https://ao3-rd-3.onrender.com/works/35073949
The Darkness Before Dawn by PsycheStellata707 - https://ao3-rd-3.onrender.com/works/23679376
If Only They Talked by CLCA03 - https://ao3-rd-3.onrender.com/works/56603803
Dispersing Clouds by dreamingofcake