Life is a series of choices. Hashirama knows this well, having been restricted from the privilege of choice. His life had already been predetermined, and he lived it with the understanding that he couldn't change it. But when he meets you, a woman unbound by that which restricts him, he chooses to ignore the arranged marriage his family decided for him. He chooses a whirlwind romance with someone not from his shinobi world. He chooses a love that brands his soul and body. And they say those choices will be his downfall. Hashirama Senju x Fem!Reader | Modern Konoha AU | Completed

Rain poured from the sky, soaking the vast greens below. My clothes did nothing, but take in this rain. I stared upwards. I should be shivering by now, but I'm not...I can't. I'm numb. Clouds let little light pierce through with only the darkness and melancholy splashes of dread as a reminder to the tragedy left behind. I was soaked but that's okay. My chest aches, Itachi. Why did you do this? Why am I left all alone? Why did you leave me? Heh. It's so ironic. Only after your death do I see who you truly are. There aren't enough words to describe what I feel now. Mixed emotions of anger, sadness, loneliness, and relief pervade my mind. You were always by my side. Even as an obstacle, you gave me a purpose in life. Now I have nothing. I am left with nothing. I'm empty.

When Uchiha Sasuke died by Kaguya's hand, he didn't care. It was selfish - there was so much left to do... Rebuild his clan and restore Itachi's honour. Apologize to his team, especially to Sakura. And pay for all the pain he had caused. ...but he couldn't help to feel relieved at the thought of leaving this cruel world and his sinful life behind. It was selfish, Sasuke knew it was, but maybe being selfish just was part of his ninja way. ⌁⌁⌁ However, death is trickier than most think. At least for him. Uchiha Sasuke's death doesn't go well. And so his onyx eyes open again, surrounded by strangers, in a different country, a different timeline, a different world. ---> Read how Sasuke meet's the Avengers and gets confronted with another godly problem, because apparently Kaguya wasn't enough. I OWN NOTHING (Just the story line and plot (if existent))

The sea is vast and virtually endless, welcoming all those who wish to swim in it. Embracing all with its waves, bringing them sustainability and enrichment. Yes, the sea is merciless, and yet it is kind. One often forgets this. They will not forget the kindness of this sea. #2 Fanfiction #1 Oc #2 Naruto #1 Sakura All rights go to Masashi Kishimoto, I dont own Naruto, only some characters in the story. Please note that the cover art is not mine, but I did edit it a little! Published April 10, 2021 - December 24, 2021

❝𝐑𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.❞ ──────────────── 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖭𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗉𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗂 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾? ──────────────── ✘ 𝘕𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘝𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ✘ 𝘔𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘐𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺 ✘ 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘮 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨

"Wait what the fuck?" . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . "I- (Y/n), did you burn down 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 fucking building?" "I can neither confirm nor deny those statements." "(Y/N)." "My lawyer says no." . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . "NOT TODAY FUCKER. BACK THE FUCK UP BEFORE YOU GET SMACKED THE FUCK UP HOE. REEEEEEE-" . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . "Don't test me. I 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 cry." . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . • ° • . The story of how (Y/n) gets their dumb self isekai-ed into Naruto. I know, so creative. There certainly aren't enough of them around. Brace yourselves for yet another shitshow. that would've been a good ending if this was a sequel lmao. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I don't claim any of his work, I only own the plot. Cover art is by me :]

𝐑 𝐄 𝐁 𝐎 𝐑 𝐍 | ❝ 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚗; 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚝-❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇━ [𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎] 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ɴᴀʀᴜᴛᴏ [ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜꜱ ᴅ. 2021

When he looked at you, the whole world just stopped. Pausing, letting him look at you fully. Minato Namikaze just couldn't help but fall in love. **I do not own the cover image nor Naruto**

"I should've seen this coming." Big bars form cages around me. The only thing that seperates me from the freedom i deserve. A murky sewer, the place of my afterlife. My paws are wet as they continue to tap at its surface. Tapping and tapping, filling in the silence. Looking at the dark surrounding with glinting eyes, hatred filled me. -SI as kyuubi- _______________________________ A 'Naruto' fanfiction with a douse of reality.

Arisu Senju is the direct descendant of Senju Tobirama. Like her ancestor, she is a strong believer of the Will of Fire. She inherited the role of Kage, for Konoha. No, not Kage as in the Hokage, but as in Kage for shadow. Her sole duty is to protect Konoha with all her might and every fibre of her being. Arisu was a prodigy, one more capable than any other. She foresaw the sole survivor of the Uchiha clan massacre turning on Konoha and decided to take matters into her own hands. Kage know nothing but the Will of Fire, they stay in the shadows and out of sight. They are the ones behind the Hokage that secretly guard the land. Arisu was determined to be the greatest Kage. The one to insure peace for generations...even if it meant the elimination of all who stood in her way. - "What the hell did I ever do to you?!" Demanded Sasuke, "Tell me!!" She turned and stared him in the eye. "It's not your fault...it's the fault of your ancestors." Arisu told him as she unsheathed her katana. He stared at her, "That isn't my fault! I'm not them!" "No, you're not...but you have their blood." She breathed, "this blade has been past down for generations in my family...do you know who forged it?" "I-!" "Senju Tobirama, my great grandfather," Arisu said coldly, "do you know whose blood stains it's blade? The ones it was built to slay?" "No." The young Uchiha admitted. "It was built to slay Uchiha." She revealed as her eyes narrowed, "Come! Join your ancestors and kin as their blood cries out!" She slashed downwards and waited for blood to be spilt. But, the ground remained dry, and her blade wasn't tainted. "Please..." he whispered as he embraced her, "allow me to defy my ancestors...allow me to love you." She pursed her lips and spoke, "I cannot." But she could defy hers.