Uchiha Shisui, loyal Konoha shinobi and devoted Uchiha clan member, takes a dive into stagnant waters and is washed ashore to a place before his beloved village has come to be, and clan wars still running amok. Oh, and he mustn't forget that soulmates are a legitimate existence in this foreign, backwater version of his world. All images used in the book aren't mine, credits to the artists. Naruto isn't owned by me, all rights reserved by Kishimoto Masashi.

"Yes, you are humanity's last hope." "I'm honoured- really. But I don't think there's any way I, alone, could solve the war. If armies working for decades couldn't do it, I'm pretty sure I can't." Shisui said nonchalantly. "I love hard missions, don't mind me, but I'm not too keen on taking impossible ones." The sage frowned, his face looking centuries older. "I'm giving you the chance to save your friends and your village. You can't just... refuse." _________________________ In which Shisui goes back in time on a suicide mission to save everyone from the Fourth Shinobi War's aftermaths. He isn't happy about it. DISCLAIMER: Neither the cover nor the characters are mine. Expect the worst; I have dark ideas for this fic. (There won't be any rape or smut, though)

As Shinobi, we must be prepared to fight, not for our own dreams, but for another's. As Shinobi, we must be prepared to be blind followers to those above us. As Shinobi, we must be prepared to become empty shells to satisfy our master's needs. As Shinobi, we must be prepared to die at any moment, for any reason. As Shinobi, we are nothing but their playthings. ••• Contains two sets of multi-shots set in the Narutoverse. Short reads. Warning: The works within are usually unedited 1 a.m. drabbles that may or may not burn your eyes. You have been warned. { 2016 }

Uchiha Obito doesn't know how he gets into situations like these. He blames it on his two decades worth of bad karma. or Naruto being Naruto, drew up a wonky time-travel seal and sent Obito into a completely different dimension where people actually have soulmates. Wtf. Furthermore, although Obito should have been an anomaly, why was Senju Tobirama's name inked(?) just below his left collarbone?! Cover made by the amazing Kirara_Uchiha7 All images used in the book aren't mine, credits to the artists. Naruto isn't owned by me, all rights reserved by Kishimoto Masashi.

Madara slipped away, welcoming the darkness with a small yet blissful smile playing on his lips. Maybe now he could have that drink with Hashirama... He woke up to his long-dead clan's medics fretting over him. All images used in the book aren't mine, credits to the artists. Naruto isn't owned by me, all rights reserved by Kishimoto Masashi.

"Y-You must be Uchiha Madara." he muttered, clutching his kunai as he prepared to fight. "Not quite," he smiled underneath his white mask. "Try his little brother." -------------------------------------- Uchiha Izuna died by his brother's side, knowing that justice would come to the Senju who killed his several members of his clan. When he closed his eyes for the final time, he smiled as he drifted off into what he believed to be the after world. So when he opened his eyes and was faced with a silver-haired prodigy, a brown-haired healer, and a blond-haired teacher, he was understandably confused.

"Dying will be quick and easy when God is on your side, Yuna-chan." "So that was a fucking lie." Dying's never easy, especially when you're reincarnated as an animal in a world where it's really the survival of the fittest.

ɪᴛᴀᴄʜɪ thought joining the Akatsuki would be hard, but he was willing, as it was a sacrifice he was had to make for Konoha. He thought he would have to be constantly vigilant, always on guard, and never show any emotions. This was a terrorist group, after all. "Sorry, but my hair is better than your's." "What did you say to me, you snake bitch?" "Who the fUCk touched my money-" "Leader-sama!! Tell Tobi to stOp tOUCHING ME!-" "I DON'T WANT ONIONS IN MY SOUP!!!!" "B-but it's french onion soup-" "Who's there?" "None of your business, fUCK OFF-" He couldn't have been more wrong. ((crack fic! nothing is serious, read at your own risk))

--This book is not finished. This is a discontinued story. Though honestly, there's enough plot in here that it could've ended and been full idk.-- Touya Todoroki fucked up, and his soulmate, who also just so happens to be his husband as well, is pissed. Not only did Touya lie, but he also managed to help kidnap a child and almost kill a handful of others. Touya is willing to do anything to make it up to him, so he resigns himself and prays his husband will have mercy on him. He expected the silent treatment, or maybe a sex ban. But this? Nothing could have prepared him for this.

The Third Hokage was dead. It wasn't enough. Team Eight knew loss like the seals on the backs of their tongues. They'd been silenced, branded, abandoned, ambushed, left on the enemy's doorstep like a gift--unlucky was their nickname, but they would make it their trade. The Third Hokage was dead. It was Danzo's turn. SEQUEL TO: Hoshigaki (2017-2019) Commissioned Cover by @AwesomeDragonTamer (caleb-crow on Tumblr; caleb_thalia_crow on Instagram) BETA: @OfCloves