Day 1 of @madatobiweek: Magic
Tobirama is a con artist who performs as a magician and simply uses science to create his illusions, psychology to bullshit his way through his fortune-telling sessions, and chemistry to brew potions in eye-catching colors.
Because ever since the car accident that cost Tobirama’s parents and Kawarama’s life when he and Hashirama had only been teenagers, they both had to take on all kinds of jobs to keep them afloat and give their youngest brother, Itama, the best possible life.
And Tobirama is not above scamming people if it means it brings food into their kitchen.
Enter Madara, a fire-natured witch of the Uchiha Coven, as well as the greatest mirage artisan to ever have lived. He’s on the search for his younger brother, Izuna, who disappeared about a month ago without a trace, which is how he encounters Tobirama in the town of Konoha—whose trickery is so convincing that he believes Tobirama must be a real seer.
Desperate to find Izuna, Madara offers Tobirama a fortune to help him, even if it irks him to ask a seer of the Senju Coven. His father never had a good word for the Senju witches, and Madara can’t quite shake off the distrust of an old blood feud. But he remembers Hashirama from his childhood who was a trustworthy person, despite being unaware of the mighty earth nature inside of him, and that’s enough for him.
Tobirama hesitates to accept Madara’s money, as his request seems severe and dire, but gives in in the end. They could really use that money, and it’s hardly his fault that Madara is delusional enough to spend this much money on a trick fortune teller instead of an actual investigator. Might as well use this chance to figure out if he has what it takes to become a detective, no?
Which is how they end up on a trip through the Elemental Nations during which Tobirama bullshits his seer abilities while he uses his smarts to find traces of Izuna’s whereabouts, followed by a comedy of errors as Madara and Tobirama both have the wrong image of the other, yet manage to slowly fall in love with the other.
It all comes to a climax when Madara realizes that Tobirama is no real witch, and Tobirama gets his world turned upside down upon finding out that magic actually exists. And oh, fuck. He just scammed a real witch!
I have no plans to ever write this fic, so if you feel inspired, please go ahead. You may run with this idea as you please, with proper credit of course.
All photos in the moodboard are from Unsplash and Pexels, both sources of freely usable images.
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𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞
After riding around for what felt like hours while Steve’s fingers played idly between your thighs, he finds a secluded area that he’s positive is always deserted. You climb over the middle console into the backseat and Steve follows right behind you. He begins kissing your neck as the humming of music could be heard lulling through the speakers. He’d removed your panties almost as soon as you got in the car, setting them on his gear shift as if some kind of prize. His fingers move back between your plush, soaked thighs and this time he’s plunging two in, finding your g spot instantly. Your brain goes numb and breathy moans begin to fall from your lips, fogging up the car windows.
“Tight little cunt is so wet and ready for me, baby.” He whispers into your neck as his fingers move at an unrelenting pace. “Needy little thing, just sucking me right in like a greedy little slut.” He groans when you begin to tighten around him, your release already so close.
“Don’t come until I’m inside you, pretty baby.” He gives your neck one last kiss before he’s removing his fingers, making you whine from the emptiness. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna give you what you want.” He says, chuckling at your desperation.
“Please Stevie.” You beg, but before you know it, he’s already released his hard, aching cock from its confines and just as eager as you, he thrusts inside of you to the hilt. The stretch is delicious and painless from all of your dripping wetness that is now leaking onto the leather seats of his car.
“Oh fuck.” He whimpers as he hammers inside you, balls slapping against your asshole as heavy breathes and moans drown out the music.
“Steve, baby I’m gonna, oh my-” you mewl into his chest as you come, the stars that shine brightly above the car are no match for the ones that beam behind your eyes as your high enraptures your body and mind.
“Mmm, oh shit, I’m gonna fill this greedy little pussy up, she want that baby? She want me to fill her up?” Steve babbles as his cock begins to twitch inside of you.
“Yes, please fill me up, Stevie.” You groan as ropes of warm come shoot deep within your throbbing walls, that are now sore from the pounding you were just given.
“I love you, pretty girl.” Steve murmurs before placing a soft kiss on your lips and rubbing the tip of his nose sweetly against yours.
“Come on, let’s get you home before your parents kill me.” He teases, making his way out of the backseat. But suddenly he stops, his eyes falling onto the fogged up window. He brings his pointer finger up and writes the both of your initials before incasing them inside the perfect hand drawn heart. He shoots you a wink then steps out of the car, holding his hand out for you to follow.
You really couldn’t get enough of him or your late night drives.
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Day 3 of @hashiramaweek2023: One With Nature
I didn’t have the spoons to write the fics I had planned for this event, so here, have a quick(-ish) moodboard instead :)
(As always, all photos are from sources of freely usable images!)
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