Had a silly idea that I thought you might enjoy so! Tobirama meets Kurama at some point, probably pretty young, learns Kurama's name. And well, since Kurama has RAMA in his name he may as well be one of them right? So something something Kurama ends up being Tobirama's big brother, and Kurama recognizes Asura in Hashirama, so Hashi is kinda HIS big brother. Maybe even takes a human form. And if this eventually leads to getting MadaIndra a person well....
Tobirama was too young to be out alone he knew, mother was going to be angry when she heard but it would take a while – if it wouldn’t have then Tobirama would never be out here to begin with! (Tobirama was very, very glad that he wasn’t a woman, nothing seemed as scary to Tobira as pregnancy after watching his mother labor to bring his brother into the world and the subsequent losses in the birthing since. Not that Tobirama was supposed to know that he might have had a sister, it wasn’t like anyone told them but Tobirama could feel it; just like he could feel that mother wasn’t strong enough to carry the child, not after Ita’s birth. Ita was only one and it was far too soon but Father hadn’t cared and mother wanted a girl and the healers were ignored – Tobira could have told them that was a bad idea.) It…hurt to feel the small chakra fade, but Tobirama had known she would; had felt the way that the chakra hadn’t fully taken hold and he had known it wasn’t time for his sister to be born one way or another – but knowing that didn’t make mother’s pain and wavering health and Father’s turmoil any easier too bare and for once Tobira just wanted some time to himslef.
….But, um, maybe, maybe, he hadn’t really intended to end up here, the child thought as he looked up and up and up at the huge red being in front of him; the blazing chakra signature so strong Tobirama could taste it and it blotted out everything else even when the chakra person got a little smaller and a red eye as big as he was looked intently at him, scanning Tobira like he was something interesting and possibly tasty. Which, Tobira should probably warn him, “I don’t taste good” the child chirped gravely “’m all funny and odd and covered in spiky things.” He paused, thought and added “And I bite back.” there was a deep rumbling sound in front of him, like a landslide in the spring, and it took Tobira a moment to realize that the being was laughing. Which, fair, it was very big and he was still very small, his biting wouldn’t mean much to a creature like this; but still, Tobira very much meant his threat and set his small hand on his hips as he lowered the red eye with his sharpest glare. “Now that’s not nice! I may be little but someday I will be bigger and my teeth are very sharp!” he snapped, trying his best to copy mothers sharp snarls that made even Father set back on his heels.
The being laughed again and lifted its lips, showing Tobira a sharp white tooth as it rumbled “And mine as sharper – and as tall as you are, little cub.” But Tobira was distracted, eyes fixed on the sharp teeth the same shape as his and mother’s and Kawa’s (even Ita’s were a little sharper than normal), this being had his teeth and red eyes like him and his chakra felt even brighter and sharper than Hashi’s with the same echo that Hashi had. Tobira didn’t know what this being was but he stepped carefully on to something red and soft to get close enough to see the big tooth clearly, firing off question after question at the being and slowly forming a hypothesis in his head until the bemused sounding being answered that its name was “Kurama” and everything clicked into place. Tobirama straightened and his eyes got very big, “Kurama? Rama? Like Hashirama? Or Tobirama? Or Kawarama? Or Itama?” the being seemed to hesitate and Tobirama went on “You have our name and teeth and Hashi’s chakra, so you must be mine, right? You’re a rama!” something stunned resonated out of the being, Tobirama’s oldest brother.
There was a long pause as the big red eye stared at him incredulously – not that Tobirama noticed, too busy trying to figure out why he had never realized before that he had another sibling and why Father had let them out of the compound. “Did Father yell at you?” the tiny speck of white asked Kurama, deeply serious, “Is that why you left and haven’t been around?” ‘cuse he would get that, Tobirama wished he could run away when Father started yelling and if he was big enough he would have, no question. There was a long, long pause and then his big sibling spoke, “You – you do realize that I’m not human don’t you?” Kurama seemed oddly hesitant about asking that, and also a little like he was concerned about Tobirama’s brain which was a bit mean. The tiny child pout up at the giant being, small lip pushed out and tiny hands on his hips, “Of course.”The idiot was heavily implied “But neither is Akane-nee or Akira-hime or Ingolf-nii but they are as much family as those of use stupid enough not to have fur!” Because honestly, he might have only just gotten his summons recently but he had lived with his mother’s maned wolf summons long enough to know better than to think that they were anything other than pack – and they didn’t even have -rama names!There was a long pause as the huge red eye stared at him and Tobirama turned the problem over in his head, “I guess you are a bit big to fit in the compound so maybe that’s why you left, but you have nine tails so you should be able to fit yourself in now!” then a thought occurred to him about the stories o-baa-sama told him and Hashi and his eyes got big “Wait, you have nine tails! That means you can turn into a pretty lady right? So mother does have a daughter already! She’s just forgotten! So this way she can stop trying for a girl and getting sick!” it might have been a trick of perspective, but Tobirama would have sworn that the big red eye softened and then suddenly his big-sibling snorted all at once, blowing some trees over as he did and in a great woosh! He was suddenly a lot smaller and she-er, abruptly a pretty girl of early puberty with hair as white as Tobirama’s and straight as Hashi’s in a long princess cut, though her eyes were purple-red in her pretty pale face and one long tail swished under her robes. “Well” said his new nee-sama, brushing her long nailed hands over her pale robes and looking amused “lets go see the rest of the family then, hm?”
(Kurama thought it would be amusing to play with the humans and- honestly- he was….interested in this little kit that was so brave and so aching and so insistent that they were family- how long had it been since anyone called him that?-. She didn’t anticipate meeting Asura-nii in this small, blurred form, his soul oddly fuzzy and strange in a way that worried Kurama. She didn’t anticipate caring about the siblings, all four of them, and respecting their mother as much as she disliked their father- not that Butsuma could do shit with a kitsune watching him- and hadn’t intended to get invested in them and their training. She certainly didn’t anticipate Asura-nii meeting Indra-nii who’s soul was fractured and aching as Asura-nii’s was blurred and blind; she never foresaw the way Tobirama tripped and fell head first in love with Indra-nii but she couldn’t think it was a bad thing and something very old and tired in Kurama perked up at the thought of finally finding Indra-nii his person after all these centuries. Now, how to follow through and get Indra-nii’s attention on Tobirama as well as fixing both her erstwhile brother’s mutilated souls and figure out how they had gotten that way; luckily fixing the war was easier, as soon as his brothers took control of their clans she could just wander into every skirmish and lay down in the middle until the clans got the message. No one would be dumb enough to fight on a bijuu – well, no one other than Tobirama but he was….a little unhinged, and Kurama meant that as lovingly as possible ((after all, Tobirama was the space between doors and liminal places were never quite…right, beautiful, beautiful and terrible, but not quite…stable)).)
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I love the fact that the Madara fandom never downplay his war criminal's record. Like, go babe, go! Enslave them, kill them all, let your repressed feelings express themselves in meteor shape. I support you and I love you.
that‘s the system I have known my whole life
I don‘t understand why this isn‘t the case elsewhere
It‘s a system that works
One of the most personal, saddest things about living in America is the summertime.
There is 0 reason for American adults not to have a summer break. I can only say this with a full throat so loud, but other countries have policies and laws that give adults summertime.
It is not a joke to say France is kind of shutdown for August. There are over a dozen countries that have enough mandatory, legally required leave available to take an entire month off, or more. PLUS mandatory PAID holidays.
It's Brazil and Russia (ooh scary BRIC countries outgrowing the US and coming for us). India AND China give up to 2 weeks mandatory vacation leave, plus sick leave on top.
It's Afghanistan (20 days). It's Angola (22). It's Argentina(25) and Armenia (25) and Australia (20). It's Cambodia (technically unlimited; you can eventually get 15 or 17 days per month vacation).
That us on top of mandatory PAID public holidays. Cambodia can somehow manage 27 mandatory paid holidays plus upwards of 18 vacation days per year and going up from there, and we in the US can't even manage mandatory paid holidays.
We don't even get paid on Christmas and Memorial Day. And even trying to convince some people, let alone politicians, that everyone should get paid on Christmas is unfair to compare to pulling teeth.
Please. Please. I want to have a better life. I want you to have a better life.
I want you to not miss Summer Break. Because France and Cambodia don't.
So this is why my stories fail to appear fully written in front of me
Today I saw certain (I hope younger) fandom members doing a thing on twitter where they called out fandom-famous fics and saying how bad they are.
And, no. We don't do that. We aren't rude to each other like that. If we don't like a fic we move on and find one we do like. We do not go slagging it off on twitter to make ourselves look cool.
Authors, artists, video editors, gif makers: all of these people give huge amounts of their time to provide you with content for free. They don't owe anyone anything, and being cruel about what anyone makes is below us as a fandom.
There is a phenomenon happening on Tumblr right now which may be a product of the Twitter exodus or maybe its just modern fandom mentality vehemently rejecting the old, but you guys have GOT to stop being so damn MEAN about fandom.
There are posts circulating on Tumblr right now hating on so many aspects of fandom. Yeah we all know the incorrect quotes format can be cringe and most of the time its the same quotes used for every fandom ever reducing the characters to stereotypes. Yes we know most fandoms scramble to ship the two basic white guys over all the other characters. Yes we know your blorbo probably Does Not Fucking Say That. Yes we know A/B/O is weird AF (especially now its breached containment and found its way into mainstream hetero erotica). Yes we know SuperWhoLock was ridiculous and attempts to make modern shows into a new SuperWhoLock have got old fast.
But do you have to constantly drag these things all the time? Why is it suddenly cool and popular to ridicule and criticise and hate on peoples fun?
Let people be cringe
Let people play in the fandom sandbox
Let people have their fun
Not everything has to be an intellectual critique and it doesn't make you a better person to constantly shit on fandom ON THE FANDOM WEBSITE
Fandoms can be problematic, toxic, and infuriating at times. But all the negativity isn't making things better. Yeah okay some aspects of fandom can be annoying, but must we have so many call out posts go viral on here specifically for hating on parts of fandom culture? Yet people wonder why fandom creators are quitting and there isnt as much art and interaction on here as there used to be.
If you see another negative post shitting on aspects of fandom cross your dash, maybe think before you reblog it. Maybe ask yourself if that post may be hurtful to a mutual? Perhaps youve got a mutual who writers A/B/O or CharacterxReader fanfiction who doesnt wanna see your reblog of the callout post stating reader×character fanfic is gross, or perhaps your mutual creates fun text posts applying quotes to their fave characters and youve just reblogged a 90k+ note post calling them cringy and overdone.
Just THINK please. Its not necessary. We've got to be KINDER to each other. Please don't let this place become like Twitter. Twitter was a toxic cesspool where no one had anything worthwhile to add to the discussion, no one created, everyone was just screaming angry rants into the void. Dont let tumblr become like that, because it will be the death of this place. And where will you go to find fanart and gifsets of your blorbos then?
I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.