Tobiramasenju Stories

[Slow updates.] Tobirama is going to die. That much he knows. So why not try the new jutsu now? It's just an experimental jutsu meant to summon a spirit animal that protects the user. Something however was different. He died. But yet he did not. But now he can cintinue protecting his family and his village,how can je complain? Well maybe he CAN complain about beeing stuck in not so small-but not so big furry body. Naruto belongs to Kishimoto-sensei Original idea for the story belings to jacksgreysays (jacksgreyson) [its called Curiosity Kills (Satisfaction Guaranteed)] (Art used for cover doesn't belong to me) (Cover itself is however made by me) Contains: Smart Naruto, alive Tobirama, Cat Tobirama, Tobirama loves to scratch, Kakashi doesn't like beeing his scratching post, Tobi is a good boy, Madara is a creepy asshole, Minato is too innocent for this shit, Tobirama is a cool furry uncle, This doesn't make much sense but oh well, Hashirama is an idiot asshole that should stop laughing. DANZO IS STILL AN ASSHOLE. First parts are focused on Tobira-chan getting used to his body. The rest follows the canon.

Hanami Uchiha is a sweet, kind, and gentle Uchiha with a soft hearted heart. She's considered odd yet beautiful in her clan. She's an idealistic and that there is finally peace. Tobirama Senju is stoic, stern, composed and pragmatic. He's very wary of Uchihas. But will meeting Hanami make him have a change of heart? (Tobirama will be down bad like Mr Darcy, Tomoe, and Kyo Sohma so expect yearning) (Hanami has Tohru Honda's personality mix with Nanami Momozono's personality. Also Mitsuri. I did research and apparently Obanai and Tobirama have the same MBTI personality types)

Your clan kept some business with the Senju since the Warring Period, but now the Hokage of Konoha and head of the powerful clan, Hashirama, wants to strengthen their alliances with your family through marriage. You, the eldest daughter of your clan's head, are the chosen woman to represent your side of the treaty, while the other part will be performed by Tobirama, Hashirama's younger brother and a man you've never met in your life.

Before the Senju name was forced upon me, my life was a quiet sun-drenched memory. I was a daughter of a clan that traded in peace, not blades-until the day my father traded me. Now, my world is defined by the silver-haired shadow of Tobirama Senju. He is a man of logic and cold steel, a legend whose name is synonymous with the ruthless suppression of the Uchiha. To him, I am not a wife; I am a political contract signed in ink and sealed with duty. He moves through our home like a ghost of ice, his silence more deafening than the battlefield. For months, we have lived as strangers under the same roof, separated by a chasm of his own making. Then came the night the ice cracked. He returned home with the scent of sake on his breath and the walls of his stoicism crumbling. For one night, the Great Second Hokage was just a man-desperate, burning, and devastatingly close. But when the sun rose, the mask was back. He looks through me now as if that night never happened, his eyes as frigid as the winter frost. Yet, something has shifted in the silence. The man who once avoided my gaze now lingers a moment too long. The hands that only knew the hilt of a sword are beginning to reach for mine. As the village of Konoha grows around us, so does a flicker of something he can't calculate or control. I was married to a man who hated my existence. Now, I have to survive the moment he realizes he can't live without me. I do not own Naruto or this Artwork. Creadits to the Artist.

You were just assigned to your new job, but you already have your opinions on what you saw there: the amount of paper with which you had to deal, the rules, the minor tasks - and the Hokage's personality. You think it's too soon to share what you thought, so you planned to wait and see more. But, well, your parents wouldn't let you. And when you finally sat with them and said something about your day, their reaction was not exactly what you expected.

Just the drabble I write of my favorite guys and gals from the shinobi world! Feel free to comment/message a request and I'll be happy to accommodate.

Instead of dying in his fight against the Kinkaku Squad, Tobirama slaps together a makeshift hiraishin seal to get out of the point blank explosion triggered to take them down with him. Let's just say chakra depletion, exhaustion, and activating a sloppy space-time seal doesn't exactly mix... Because instead of teleporting to the safety of the Senju compound, Tobirama finds himself in another universe entirely... I do not own and characters from "Naruto" or "My Hero Academia". I only own the plot for this fic. ________ Started:April 17, 2024 Ended:Pending... Status:Hiatus.

You were a simple peasant with a big heart, nothing else was too stiking about you. You weren't an eternal beauty, nor did you come from a famous bloodline- then again you didnt know where you came from, being an orphan and all. An orphanage founded by Kaguya Otsutsuki however, certainly was one peculiarity about you- especially being the eldest of the bunch. . "Stop trying to get into something more than you can handle, (L/N)," he stated, looking at you apathetically. Your big (e/c) eyes seemed to dull with a sense of wisdom, and the cheery expression in your face vanished as you were suddenly right in front of his face. He flinched, but did not move. You leaned forward, lips brushing against his ear in a surprisingly sombre way. "Tobi-chan, you shouldn't understimate girls like me. Even the common mosquito can kill a man with one bite after all," you whispered, smiling with closed eyes as you backed away, aura back to cheery, only to see his still placid face. "And I believe you overestimate yourself, commoner," he frowned, and moved his bamboo sword to your neck. "Next time, don't you dare get so close to me, I don't want your filthy lips ever touching me again." "How mean, Tobi-" you stopped to cough as he pressed his sword harder against your throat. "And don't call me Tobi-chan, we're not friends."

A little fox separated from its home, to be protected by the evil Found in an unknown world with unknown gadgets and not to mention horrible fashion sense. Injured and lonely he hides under a house, Who knew the owner could be so nice. but later he's alone again, the nice man passes to the holy lands but the fox never leaves that house. Soon, a new owner moves in, it didn't take long for the stranger to notice it although he's new, something about that man draws him in Will our little kitsune find love with this beautiful stranger? Inspiration by a Korean series My girlfriend is a nine tale fox

Madara x Tobirama (Uchiha Madara x Senju Tobirama) i just can't get this out of my head. This is a series of one-shots from various AUs. Some similiar, some different. Enjoy rated T or even M for more gory chapters [Naruto characters belong to Kishimoto]

The story took place during the era of the First Hokage and the Second Hokage, Hashirama and Tobirama knew that the kunoichi of the Uchiha Clan named Kisabiku Uchiha has a yellow sharingan which she used it to serve and protect the Leaf Village.

Idk I'm just not feeling up to writing this story anymore. Sorry if I disappointed anyone.

This story dedicated to @FangirlKaiya since I (Castiel, the younger twin) promise to revealed shit ton of childhood pictures of Tobirama with the help of Hashirama-sama for her wedding. My older twin, Cassius will be investigating for other pictures while I will be the one doing the posting and things like that. Not all the pictures are going to be childhood pictures. Hopefully, after this book is published, Tobirama-san won't kill us. Cassius: I am blaming it on you if Tobirama-san asked about the book, Castiel. Castiel: Nii-san! I don't want to die by myself! Cassius: Your fault for suggesting the idea, not mine.

- Tobirama and Lizsa mainly, - Hashirama and Mito, (-traveling to the Future and living there.)

She knew that she had died. She could still feel the wounds on her back, the blood seeping into her bedsheets beneath her. She remembered her mothers scream and the heavy boots running up to her room. She can still hear her fathers breathless 'no' echoing in her room. And then there was nothing. Until now. She could feel her fingers moving on the cold surface she was lying on. She could hear the faint rustling of clothes somewhere in this room. And when she finally opened her eyes she could see red eyes staring back at her. Sayuri Senju was back alive.

"There is but one thing I want from you, My student." From the shrouded throne commanded a soft yet authoritative voice. She bowed, "What may that be? My master?" "A soul." Confused she replied, "A soul? What do you mean?" "A soul and a life only you can give me." He judged by the confound look on her face she needed more explaining, "From your body I shall be reborn." "You baffle me." He closed his pale eyes saying, "By your female capabilities you will birth me anew." Seihana chortled, "I am to repay you by giving you a new life?... I will need a man to help me with that." He brushed his hand through the fur of the panther whom laid beside him, "The divinities have set you on a path which will cross his in time." She noted sighing, "Hopefully whomever he is... The man is genuine." A smug smirk animated his pale lips, "All the better."

A scorned, abandoned izuku turns out to be a reincarnation of One of Kaguya's kids. Mostly slice of life

A story about my favorite OC. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS (except the OC's) OR NARUTO/NARUTO SHIPPUDEN THEY BELONG TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR!!!!! I also Don't own ATLA

It was night and your village was just attacked by enemies. It was dangerous to leave or to stay, especially for someone in your conditions - you were pregnant, about to deliver. Still you had no choice: you went to the wild and found a cave where you could hide and have your child. What you weren't expecting was to be found by someone who could either help you or eliminate you.

Tobirama não era a pessoa mais otimista do mundo, até uma noite de trabalho mudar tudo que achava de si mesmo e da maldita petulante que insistia em tirar a sua paciência. Durante três meses se obrigou a pensar positivo, ainda que isso não fosse do seu feitio. Porém, quem sabe dessa vez, as coisas dariam certo.