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Icons with the green patterned background are from tumblr; everything else is made by yours truly :3
Credit belongs to the respective artists.

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[FIC] T.O.D

Title: T.O.D (Time of Death)
Author: nisacharakj 
Type and Genre: Implied Yaoi; Hurt/Comfort/Character death
Rating: T
Characters: Uchiha Shisui, Uchiha Itachi
Summary: Itachi's days are numbered and the family awaits the inevitable
Warnings: Character death


Every day heard Shisui’s laughter ringing through the otherwise listless atmosphere that pervaded the house in the wake of the other’s passing—one that came by all too slowly, and yet too soon. For Itachi was only nineteen and Shisui was just making it to twenty one; there was still so much to do and still so much to try. They had hopes and dreams and a perfect future that, according to Shisui, would solve all the world’s problems—but time. Time seemed to have an agenda of its own, and all too soon they were left wondering how to make things come around, how to fit between the narrow lines, how to go on.

( We've stayed up longer )

[FIC/Prompt] Hashirama/Madara: Rain

Title: Rain
Author:nisacharakj 
Type and Genre: Friendship/Hurt/Comfort
Rating: T
Characters: Senju Hashirama, Uchiha Madara
Summary: Madara turns to alcoholism after the death of his brother; Hashirama confronts him
Warnings: --

It was raining. Always raining.

And Madara hated the rain. He despised the way it snaked down the windows: twining, curving, slithering down the glass, almost obscene in the way its serpentine path covered every crack and crevice, obscuring everything beyond it. He hated the red stains it left— the more he tried to wipe them off, the bloodier it would become. He hated the way the rain plipped down into puddles, lethargic in the way it filled them up after the main showers. He hated the sound that every drop made as it landed, each one ringing loud and clear and almost deafening that even the loudest pleas to make it stop were rendered futile.

But most of all, he loathed how it wouldn’t let him forget: eyeless sockets staring up at the heavens that did nothing but pour down on them, as if mocking their inability to make tears any more. Puddles of water turned into puddles of blood, and Madara had been knee deep in it, shielding the fallen soldier from the incessant downpour. Were they not allowed dignity in death?

Perhaps not, for ever since Izuna, it had always been raining.

 

( You are my sunshine-- )

 

[FIC/Prompt] ShishiTems: Economy Class

Title: Economy Class
Author: nisacharakj 
Type and Genre: Het; Humor/Romance
Rating: T
Characters: Uchiha Shisui, Temari
Summary: A flight from Australia to France brings out the best, and the worst, in Shisui and Temari
Warnings: --

Flying economy class was never a pleasant thing on long distance flights to halfway across the world. Flying halfway across the world itself was a chore. But Shisui had no choice. Or well, that’s what he told himself. He didn’t have to fly all the way to France for his vacation. Actually, that was Temari’s idea, so there really was no arguing in the end. She’d said she wanted to go to France, so they were going to France. No questions asked. The downside to this arrangement was that they couldn’t find two seats together, and the man in the middle seemed to be fast asleep from the get-go to even ask him if he’d mind shifting to either the aisle seat or the window one.

( Cute under the cut  )