olliya

[olliya]

Poor Madara looks so flustered - almost like then when Hashirama sneaked up at him. I wonder what Sakura caught him doing...

sooo cute Madara and the one that makes him embarrassed!

#madasaku #a new madasaku artist appeared!?!?! #come all and have a look!!

[olliya]

OMG, TLOS got another fanart!!! So many years after the publication!!

It’s so funny!!!!!! Amazing how you managed to fit 2 jokes into 2 panels, and both are great!!! (hashi this, mara that - i needed a moment to understand, but when i did, I laughed so much! And Madara missing Sasuke - I bet he hopes that once they find him, Sakura will *finally* shut up)

Such a cool interpretation of their attitudes from the beginning of their journey!!!

And so pretty too!!

Thank you so much!!

(kinda) based on TLOS => https://archiveofourown.org/works/21779947/chapters/51968662

#madasaku #TLOS #fanart

[olliya]

Your body is an ancestor. Your body is an altar to your ancestors. Every one of your cells holds an ancient and anarchic love story. Around 2.7 billion years ago free-living prokaryotes melted into one another to form the mitochondria and organelles of the cells that build our bodies today. All you need to do to honor your ancestors is to roll up like a pill bug, into the innate shape of safety: the fetal position. The curl of your body, then, is an altar not just to the womb that grew you, but to the retroviruses that, 200 million years ago taught mammals how to develop the protein syncytin that creates the synctrophoblast layer of the placenta. Breathe in, slowly, knowing that your breath loops you into the biome of your ecosystem. Every seven to ten years your cells will have turned over, rearticulated by your inhales and exhales, your appetites and proclivity for certain flavors. If you live in a valley, chances are the ancient glacial moraine, the fossils crushed underfoot, the spores from grandmotherly honey fungi, have all entered into and rebuilt the very molecular make up of your bones, your lungs, and even your eyes. Even your lungfuls of exhaust churn you into an ancestor altar for Mesozoic ferns pressurized into the fossil fuels. You are threaded through with fossils. Your microbiome is an ode to bacterial legacies you would not be able to trace with birth certificates and blood lineages. You are the ongoing-ness of the dead. The alembic where they are given breath again. Every decision, every idea, every poem you breathe and live is a resurrection of elements that date back to the birth of this universe itself. Today I realize that due to the miracle of metabolic recycling, it is even possible that my body, somehow, holds the cells of my great-great grandmother. Or your great-great grandmother. Or that I am built from carbon that once intimately orchestrated the flight of a hummingbird or a pterodactyl. Your body is an ecosystem of ancestors. An outcome born not of a single human thread, but a web of relations that ripples outwards into the intimate ocean of deep time.

Your Body is an Ancestor, Sophie Strand

[olliya]

OMG!!!!!!!!!!

What an amazingly beautiful art!!!! I feel honoured that my work inspired something like this!

For a shortest moment I didn’t understand which scene it was depicting, but then I GOT IT! Btw, it is probably the strongest side of this art - how understated it is. On the first glimpse nothing is going on. On a second - you get hit by this immense sledgehammer of a mix of tension, emotions and sensations. Also, there is true mastery in how nothing indecent is shown, and in the same time how deeply erotic this image is.

I love the contrast between their expressions - Sakura’s abandon and Madara’s sadness and tiredness. It is such a beautiful illustration of TLOS’s theme.

And they are both just so beautiful. Just so beautiful. Madara’s face - I cannot.

Thank you @nnnovvvammm​ so much for this amazing art!!

And thank you @yomi-gaeru for letting me see it and for your Chinese translation! (becasue I think it is coming through this channel)

TLOS 's FANART....I .. I MADE IT...

🙉🙉🙉

IM REALLLYYYYYYY LOVVVVEE THIS PART🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

#madasaku #TLOS #fanart

[olliya]

Hi. Is it okay that i ask you about madasaku fanfic that i cant find? If its okay for you. I can't remember the title but they're soulmate in different time. And it seems like they can't be together. From the Maya Civilization to the Nazi Germany and to the present time. Where all the Akatsuki member are wasted, and both of them are relaxing together.

It's okay, but unfortunately I have no clue about the fic you're describing.

But maybe some of my followers recognizes it. If you do, please comment with your suggestions.

Also, @birkastan2018 has become a go-to person when it comes to finding fics. So, Birk, would you mind taking over this anon's ask? I bet you have better chance of helping...

#reply #madasaku #birkastan2018

[olliya]

Are you active?

Lol, not much as you see.

#reply

[olliya]

Jujutsu Kaisen Yuji x Reader Prompts

So, in a way of continuing my recent Jujutsu Kaisen fic “Intersection”, I will be attempting a series of oneshots based in the same verse as Intersection. Kind of in “Come Home”-style... (But without that insane publishing schedule!!)

Nevertheless, I’m putting the prompt list out here publicly, as a way to hold myself accountable.

So my prompts will be:

1. Trust

2. Visiting

3. Games

4. Magnetic

5. Mechanical

6. The Window of the Soul

7. Say It

8. Long Distance Love

9. Imperfection

10. Flashlight

11. Smoke and Fire

12. Poker face

13. Hunger

14. Time Travel

15. Recipe

I have already ideas for half of them, with the rest I’m still struggling. Keep your fingers crossed! Or, even better, if you have an idea, or even just a fun association, please share it with me!!

#jujutsu kaisen #yuji x reader #my fanfiction

[olliya]

Art to Holding Hands prompt from Come Home antology by @victoriacapo

Due to some tumblr malfunctions it is me who is posting it, but the art belongs fully to @victoriacapo!

Thank you SO MUCH for it, it is just so beautiful! The perspective is so unique (it must have been crazy difficult...) and perfectly fitting to the story which is such a deep Sakura’s POV. This story is my absolute fav out of all the things I’ve written and so is this exact moment (and yes, I was saying that Let Me In may be on the top, but now when I critically re-read it, esp. chapter 3, I see some flaws). Thank you!!!!

Also: I have an impression that the style is very different than your usual one. It looks more like painted with brushes and paint, it has much less lineart than usually? Also there is lighting indicated through color-changes...? It really looks like a full-blown painting....

#madasaku #victoriacapo #come home

[olliya]

With a bit of delay, I’m so happy to publish the final chapter of Let Me In.

I was getting some interesting comments about a way to somehow ‘empower’ Sakura in terms of her love life, by not having her run after a guy. I’m really glad people think according to similar lines that I do, and I’m curious to see if you like my solution.

Please, enjoy!

#madasaku #let me in #my fanfiction

[olliya]

Aaaaaaaa!!!

I wonder and hope that people will get the Grand Idea behind this manga!! (Because I know!!! ;)))))) )

And as always - Sakura’s face is just so beautiful.

WIP    a manga inspired by a friend 

#madasaku #yomi-gaeru

[olliya]

So good to see you writing again! I hope that the rest of the year will in this aspect as its beginning!

You wrote so well Sakura’s guarding herself against getting her expectations high. One can really see that she has so much experience with rekindling hope and then getting disappointed that she is doing her best not to experience it once more.

And it is a very satisfying theme for a New Year fic that she gets her happy ending. Or rather happy beginning, lol.

Happy New Year, Sakura

AN: Fluffy short fic to celebrate New Year with SasuSaku! :)

Happy New Year

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Dressed in a traditional red kimono, complimenting her vivid pink hair pinned up into an elegant bun, Sakura was a vision of beauty on this evening of village festivities. They were celebrating the end of another year and the beginning of the new one which would lead them to the brighter and more hopeful future. The future of peace which all the nations were striving for after the end of the Fourth War.

And somewhere out there, in a far away lands, Sasuke-kun was working hard to atone for his sins and build that future alongside everyone.

Sakura hadn’t heard anything from Sasuke for a while but whenever she started to worry, she reminded herself that this was going to take time. She couldn’t be impatient. He’d promised he would see her soon as he had gently tapped her forehead. The memory of this moment of pure affection still made her blush.

She missed him so much.

After midnight on the New Year’s, Sakura went with her family to visit the shrine. She clasped her hands and bowed her head in prayer. Please, let Sasuke-kun return home safely, she thought. She hesitated, considered asking for more, something self-indulgent, but stopped herself in time. It wouldn’t be right. Higher powers should never mess with Sasuke’s life ever again. Certainly not on her behalf.

Sakura rang the bell and headed off to get her fortune. She dropped a coin into a box as an offering and picked a strip of paper, then unrolled it to read what the new year would bring her.

Number 1: Excellent fortune. Your body, mind and heart will be at peace. Look for the moonlight and walk in the sun. Your path is clear, follow it to the end and the gods will smile upon you.

She was pleased. Already a good start. She read through the predictions quickly.

Your wish will be realized.

The lost item will be found.

The person you are waiting for will come.

It is a good time to build a new house, but make sure the foundation is strong.

It is a good time to travel.

It is a good time for marriage arrangement to be successful.

Sakura’s eyes widened in shock. The fortune was so outrageously good that it felt unreal. As far as she could remember, she’d never gotten such a lucky prediction. It was telling her everything she wanted to be told and more.

She took a moment to breathe and compose herself. No matter how she looked at it, this was only a superstition. Even if she drew good luck, some of these things were really out of her hands. Just because the fortune said the person she was waiting for will come back, it didn’t mean that Sasuke-kun would materialize next to her right this second.

Sakura checked over her shoulder just in case. She perused the people milling around the shrine. No sight of Sasuke.

She shook her head ruefully at her own silliness. This was a fortune for a whole year, if he came back in December, it would still be fulfilled.

However, believing that he’d come this year, not the next one, injected her with a much needed dose of optimism.

After deciding to get a few hours of sleep before the traditional viewing of the first sunrise, Sakura said her goodbyes to her parents and with a spring in her step she walked back to her apartment. As much as she enjoyed her family’s company, she didn’t intend to stay the night. She liked her independence and having her own space.

The first thing she noticed was that the door was unlocked. Her ire spiked dangerously as she slipped inside without a sound to catch the uninvited guest. Someone was going to get punched across the village for trying to steal from the strongest kunoichi in the land and ruining the beginning of her new year.

The second thing that came to her attention was a pair of worn out sandals, put tidily in the entryway. Sakura’s brows shot up in intrigue. The presumed burglar was either well-mannered or wasn’t a burglar at all.

Next her gaze landed on a black, tattered cloak hanging on the peg.

Sakura’s heart stuttered as the realization came over her. She hastily shucked off her own sandals and strode into the living room.

A tall figure was standing with his back to her, looking out the window. She didn’t have to see his face to recognize him. Her eyes were stinging with tears.

She put a hand over her mouth to stifle a sob and he turned around. He looked tired, but his eyes were gentle.

“Sakura,” he spoke her name in greeting.

“Sasuke-kun… is this really you?” she asked, pinching her arm to make sure this wasn’t a dream or a figment of her own imagination.

“Yes, I’m back.” Sasuke frowned and shifted on his feet, noticing the dampness of her eyes. “Is this a wrong time? Naruto said I could stay here, but I can go to a hotel.”

Sakura wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and smiled brightly at him. “It’s okay, I’m just surprised to see you here. I thought your journey would take longer,” she explained.

Sasuke nodded, his shoulders relaxing at her reassurance.

She came over to him, watching his reaction carefully. He didn’t seem uncomfortable with the proximity, which gave her the confidence to wrap her arms around him in a hug. His sharp scent  of the wild woods and a man made her go a little weak in the knees. When his arm encircled her and pulled her a little closer to him, supporting her weight, she sighed and snuggled into his warmth.

“Welcome home, Sasuke-kun,” she whispered. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Happy New Year, Sakura,” he said softly. “It’s good to be back.”

#sasusaku #friend's fic #yangssunglasses

[olliya]

Finally!! Finally!! Finally the smut chapter is here!!!!

After such a long wait, and after hours and hours of corrections and polishing up (because I realized that my style changed over those last 3 years and I wasn’t quite satisfied with the original version) - it is published!!

Approach with caution, as the smut is smutty. Don’t read in public for your own sake ;)

So, what else can I say... Just enjoy ;)

And tell me what you think!

#let me in #madasaku #my fanfiction

[olliya]

Hello. I really like the books you've written. It gets me pretty excited whenever you write a book with my favorite ships. Keep up the good work! Sometimes, I contemplate whether or not to leave a comment on your works in Ao3 or in Fanfiction.net, but in the end, I chose not to leave a comment (even though I really want to just to show how I appreciate everything you make). It's because it kinda "traumatized" me cuz I experienced commenting on a particular author's books (which btw, my comment is filled with compliments or nice things), and then that author kinda…… commented back with not so nice things? it hurts and still sticks today. but you're one of my favorite fanfic writer, and i want to say how much i love your work, so as an anon, thank you for writing these amazing stories. it definitely gave me energy as i go along my day.

Hi there,

Thanks a lot for the compliments, I really appreciate, especially as it is a special occasion of sort for you to voice your opinions. It is really great and heart-warming to hear that I can make a positive impact (however tiny it is) on somebody’s life. Really. It’s amazing if you think for a while about it - we‘ve never met and never will, yet my work somehow influences you... Thank you for telling me this.

Since you went into some detail about not-commenting of fics, I would like to take some time here to answer also this part of your ask.

I would like to emphasize that it is very important for consumers to share their impressions with creators! Without the public’s eye all our art is dead! We need to know we don’t create into a vacuum!

So, however awkward and uncomfortable at first it may feel - I encourage you to comment on fics! It gets muuuch easier with time. Commenting is a skill like anything else, and like anything else you can learn it.

As for your ‘traumatizing experience’ (though I have to say that it is a very heavy word and I would advice caution when using it) - well, misunderstandings happen, hitting someone’s bad vein on a bad day happens, people being jerks happen and believe me, those are only words in the screen coming from a total stranger. There are worse things that can happen if you have bad luck of pissing someone off. Save your trauma-batteries for other stuff, because I assure you - they will come, and they will be worse than what you describe.

And also - you can always comment as a ‘Guest’, both on ao3 and ff.net. So, really, nothing stops you to express your opinions anonymously! (But believe me, you will be missing out on opportunity of having conversations with the authors, and those are somethings as fascinating as the fics themselves)

Either the way - thanks for speaking up and please, give commenting another try!

#reply

[olliya]

I’m soooo happy that our exchange is happening!!!

It is really a unique experience to read the scenario that was alive in my head for so long, seen through different lens and described though different words. Thank you for this experience, really! I was sooo curious about your take and now I can finally see it!!!

And everyone - go read the fic!!! The dynamics and tension inside that cabin is just *chef’s kiss*!

Summary: MadaSaku AU. Prompt: snowed in. In the middle of the blizzard Sakura finds a cabin occupied by a deadly missing-nin.

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This is for @olliya for our long-promised fic exchange! Originally it was supposed to be a really long oneshot, but I decided to divide it into parts, because it’s still unfinished.

Merry Madara-mas!

#madasaku #friend's fic

[olliya]

It’s here!!! Madara’s birthday is here!!!

And so is the fic!!! Please, enjoy...

Title: Let Me In

Pairing: MadaSaku

Rating: E

Tags: Hurt/comfort and what can I say.. It is porn with plot and feelings... ;)

Just a couple of words more as a commentary - the initial prompt that @yangssunglasses was using was “Snowed In”. But there is no snow in my fic, only rain... Sorry, no winter atmosphere, even though it would have fit so well for today. But, in my personal experience, nothing cools a person down as quickly and viciously as freezing rain...

Go grab the fic to warm up, y’all!

#madasaku #madara's birthday #my fanfiction #let me in

[olliya]

As a curious reader, do you have any more unpublished works at all? Anything you want to publish in the future? Feel free to ignore this!

Hi there, thx for the ask!

No, Let Me In is the only fic I have in the drawer. Whenever I was writing something, I was also publishing it once it was finished or reasonably advanced (in case of long fics). Let Me In was an exception.

As for my plans for publishing - I don't have any, and frankly I'm not sure if I will be writing much in the near future. (though an event wouldn't hurt, I would definitely do my best to participate)

#my fanfiction

[olliya]

Announcement

Since Madara’s birthday is approaching, I will be publishing a MadaSaku fic very soon.

But this is not your everyday fic, at least not for me.

It is special to me for many reasons: firstly, from everything I’ve written so far (maybe with exception of Holding Hands from Come Home collection) it is a piece I like the best and I am most proud of. I see it as my best work, tbh.

Secondly - it was written... I think beginning of 2019... It was sitting a long, long time waiting for the publication.

And thirdly (and it is also the reason why it stayed hidden for so long) - it was written because I got incredibly inspired after being told by @yangssunglasses about the fic *she* was writing. Basically, the concept she described to me, started to live rent-free in my head, and demanded to be written. So I did, and never before and never after I was writing with so much inspiration and drive. But, of course, the concept wasn’t mine, but @yangssunglasses... She, very generously, didn’t get upset and there were some plans to publish the fics back-to-back and have fun comparing two different approaches to the same topic... But, as time flows and I don’t know how involved in MadaSaku I will be in the future, I feel it’s time to let this one see the light of the day. So, @yangssunglasses, even more generously, agreed that I would publish it solo.

So, stay tuned on 24th of December for Chapter 1 of Let Me In.

#madasaku #madara's birthday #my fanfiction