#verse; human once again

[blind-as-a-noibat]

"What's gay?"

#phantasmal child (caben) #verse; human once again #flying above (dash comm)

[tokruta]

Look man, I’m on Miles side and I want him to get everything good in the world. I love him, he’s my favorite Spiderverse character period.

But….I’m weak

And Miguel is sooooo my type

#spiderverse #across the spider verse #miguel o'hara #my type being people with fangs/sharp canines #once i saw those fangs i was a goner #him being hot and mexican are a bonus #im mexican im allowed ok #(mexican american but still the same thing. miguel is mexican american too) #and he has venom?!?!?! sbdkebeiskemeveidksmm #g o n e r #look im a freak i like it when characters have non-human characteristics #and miguel has venomous fangs and claws?!?! *melts* #hasan’t #thirsty thoughts #also im 25 and i only have miguel peter b and jess to thirst over #all of them are hot as hell but…venomous fangs and claws #also the non-spider people i guess (rio i love you) but again…fangs and claws #im weak to them claws and fangs (his dump truck ain’t too shabby either)

[victorluvsalice]

Valicer OT3 Week Masterpost

Did it for Polyship Week, so should do it for OT3 Week as well! This is just a straight-up list of the fics by day, with the relevant AU information and anything else you might need to know next to it in parentheses; "established" AUs (that is, AUs I already had tags for, instead of being a one-shot AU for the specific prompt) have their AU tag linked as well:

Day One: Meet Cute (Modern!AU)

Day Two: The Cool Kid, The Jock, And The Nerd (High School!AU)

Day Three: Childhood Friends (Vaguely Victorian!AU, Kidfic)

Day Four: The Knight, The Princess, And The Dragon Are Actually All Together (Medieval Fantasy!AU, hypnokinky and slightly NSFW at the end -- the post itself has the "Mature" community tag)

Day Five: Nontraditional Soulmates (Soulmates!AU)

Day Six: No One Wants To Leave The Cuddle Pile (Modern!AU, slightly hypnokinky near the end)

Day Seven: Free Day (Valicer In The Dark!AU)

Hope you enjoyed this week of Valicer prompts! As always, I am continuing to work on Valicer fic in the background -- making some good progress on the first official "Valicer In The Dark" fic, "Start At The Beginning...Sort Of." Really hoping I can release that for general consumption soon!

#ot3week #fan fic #valicer #victor van dort #alice liddell #smiler alton #human smiler AU #valicer soulmates AU #valicer in the dark au #plus all those one-shot AUs I did specifically for the week #at least one of which is trying to escape containment #*eyes the Vaguely Victorian!AU kidfic and its efforts to become a 'three player American McGee's Alice' AU* #I swear my brain just wants to write all the Valicer AUs at once #if I had infinite free time you'd see so many Valicer fanfics from me #but unfortunately I have limited free time #so we're focusing on the True Obsession that is Valicer In The Dark #be prepared for weirdass crime trio in a city of eternal night shenanigans upcoming #and also more Song Saturdays dedicated to them #because I have at least two more songs for that verse I found semi-recently #...once again stolen from the Leverage OT3 people XD #I should probably just watch the show at this point huh #queued

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

You're going to hurt her ! A protest in the background that causes her to narrow her eyes; their practice was not meant to draw attention, but it seems everything she does nowadays is followed closely by those around her. She recognizes the voice as belonging to one of the resistance leaders, one of the first to waiver the position to her instead. At this moment, Irelia reminds herself of that. They want her to lead; she doesn't have to follow what they think is right.

"Again," Her voice does not waiver, even as her body aches after the hit. It will take getting used to, but that's part of the point. No noxian would go easy on her; there is no time for gentleness amidst war. "Don't listen to them. I can do it — I can keep going."

She had to. The young dancer never expected there would be an after the stand at the Placidium, certain one of the soldiers would claim her life before either side could claim victory. Now that she's here, now that the hopes of so many are hers to carry... she has to do better. The next victory has to be more than luck. Pushing herself to keep trying is the least she can do for all those who look up to her now. "Don't go easy on me."

── 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ── LEAGUE VERSE

He can feel it - the sluggish pull of her muscles as she struggles to cope with the last blow to her body, her heart is pounding, the blood is rushing to each lesion in a desperate attempt to form a clot. Haruko's ears point down to her as he approaches with a slow and steady gait - his feathers relax from their fluffed appearance and settle back down. The Vastayan's gaze locks onto hers while his body moves the opposite of his spear - and soon enough she is on the ground below him. The tip tilts her chin up gently, the weapon connecting them into a silent conversation explaining that this lesson was over.

Haruko leans down to gather her into his arms, his hair like warm seafoam as it brushed against her damp skin. A brief embrace. He's quick to help her up - his grip strong enough to steady her beaten form, and for a moment he is calm; until he hears the same voice shuffling closer to berate him for being too harsh on her. Haruko's pale stare flicks back towards the source of the sound and not a moment is wasted - the blunt of his spear connects with their cheek to crack teeth into the puddling blood of the elder. Sunlight dapples across his bronzed skin and he steps lightly upon the man's throat to hold him down into the filth and muck. A fitting place for this type of person. His talons threaten to close around the man's neck - to puncture into his throat and rip out the precious mortal life that humans held so tightly. The impulse beats through his blood and tightens around his skull - a desire he's loathed to reject.

"Do not speak to me of mercy when you have deemed her your sacrificial lamb - What I am teaching her is not even close to the brutality the Noxian army has brought to our lands. You sit here safe beyond the reaches of death, rape, and torture behind a wall built by the corpses of your own people - of the children you've sent off. You're foolish and ignorant - and cowardly enough to depend on a child when she should be the one depending on the village to protect her. What a worthless life you lead, a leech incapable of defending itself or feeding itself without latching onto a more accomplished creature, Noxus would make quick work of you."

His eyes widened and his hand began to twitch with an insatiable urge to sink his blade deep into the man's chest - to show him what thousands of others had experienced in an effort to keep his miserable life safe. Haruko listened to the rapidly beating heart below him, now convinced evermore that humans were just lowly prey to be snared and butchered. The Lhotlan's neck tilted left as he observed the creature writhing in the dirt, pale canines visible with the mocking grin and wrinkled lip he gifted this pathetic excuse for a life:

"Without her you're nothing but fodder and meat for their hungry blades - and it scares you. It felt good, didn't it? Hiding under the cloak of your own righteousness. Stop acting as if you did not cause the bruises on her skin just as much as I did, or perhaps you're ever more to blame, after all, without your incessant screeching she would not be here. She would be safe in the countryside with me, but you couldn't risk that, could you? If you want her to not be hurt well - " Haruko stepped off of the man to drop his spear over his chest, "Fight your own battles, you fucking cunt."

Haruko turned his attention back to Irelia, his face softening and voice warm, "Come - I'll prepare a salt bath for your wounds. We're done for the next few days - they can train each other. You need to rest and I don't want to hear any whining or complaining about it. You're thick headed and stubborn, but within it all you are mortal - either you rest your body, or your body will give up on you. Now come, I want to wash myself of that lowly creature's blood - I feel infected just having touched it."

#ℍ𝔸ℝ𝕌𝕂𝕆 ℕ𝔸𝕂𝔸𝕊𝕆ℕ𝔼 ... 【 ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴀᴡɴ 】 #rp #ic #verse: league #deathdxnces #haruko once again hating humans #except 1 #Irelia is his beloved petal #THAT'S! HIS! DAUGHTER! #blood tw #sa mention #war mention tw #? #maybe? #cursing tw

[glambots]

sighs dreamily. i wish i was married to a big wild deranged fae who has cocaine in his body…

It's more like, the Fae equivalent of Cocaine. Fairy Dust. (Or would that be closer to Angel Dust? I've never done a drug before.)

#ask #ask response #fae marraige au #sunnydrop (implied) #silly #sfw #drug ment tw #what if sundrops and moondrops in the fae-verse #were more like drugs if you took a ton of them #they're probably only dangerous to fae if they take a lot of them all at once #but even just a couple past the 'recommended' dosage for humans could straight kill them #you can't tell me moondrops wouldn't be like weed #sundrops are whatever the inverse to that is #meth? #maybe actually cocaine #again i don't know drugs #once again i am rambling in the tags #not a request #anonymous

[funbonded]

#⚰️ i am the brilliant one you call intelligent / musings #⚰️my boy builds coffins / human verse #i am once again reminding you of him

[4me2knowandyou2wonder]

Soapghost angst thought of the day

Mwiii spoilers

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The thought is just The Good Side by Troye Sivan as it is previously secretly engaged ghoap. With Soap signing to Ghost from the afterlife

Soap is happy to be free of all the pain that his life was in the military, and is apologizing to Ghost that he was the one who got out, and apologizing to Ghost that he left him behind

Don’t mind some lyric dissection in the tags

#mwiii spoilers #mw3 spoilers #‘the change in the wind took you down to your knees’ Soaps death and ghosts grief #second verse is able to be interpreted in a few different ways #I say it’s soap saying that he was the one who made Simon feel Human again aka Simon’s good side and then once he died that last shred #of humanity Johnny dug up is now also destroyed #but think whatever you’d like there because I really want blue to be a reference to soaps eyes but don’t know how yet #and the people dancing to it is everyone Ghost is now killing out of rage blindness #traveled the universe twice. Soap remembering the OG game and also just meaning death #‘I didn’t call because it wouldn’t be fair’ means soap has the power to call Ghost towards death but isn’t going to #the arm’s referenced just mean death and the peace of it #some day I hope you’ll understand that I’m not sad that I died that I am happy here #someday I hope you join me when the time is right #mw3 #cod #mw2 #cod mwii #cod modern warfare #simon ghost riley #cod headcanons #soapghost #john soap mactavish #ghostsoap #ghoap #ghost soap #soap call of duty #ghost cod #soap cod #cod soap #cod mw2

[mvncesa]

thinking about decker as a guard dog vibe again … how he instantly falls into it

#( tell me to stop posting ; ooc. ) #once again thinking about how easily he can flip the switch #while in the field too ?? like when he’s out with a unit #and even if he fucking hates everyone there ?? he will tear sb’s throat out for them ?? #and then immediately switching it off (unless needed) as soon as they’re done and back at camp … #like yeah he’d be a guard dog to friends / family too but there’s just something #so fucking Spicy about him doing it while in the military . especially because (at least in his canon) they definitely don’t deserve it #but … but … now I’m genuinely thinking about decker biting and tearing into sb’s throat (even in verses where he’s human) and 👁👄👁

[detectiveconnor]

the way he "I regret a lot of the things Cyberlife did with my body." the way he flatly refuses to say, I'm sorry that I - because he didn't. it wasn't him. he regrets a lot of the things Cyberlife did with his body, he acknowledges they hurt and scared people and he thinks it is fair enough that some people might still be hurt and might still be scared, but there is no "i'm sorry" out of it. he has nothing to apologise for, and nothing to be forgiven for. "Aren't you going to apologise?" / "For what?" go ahead, he dares you.

#this is also why human (2) is so mmmmmm cranky sometimes with people who #'i don't judge you' would you like a cookie. he didn't do anything. he Didn't Do Anything. 'i forgive you' For What? #For What. #once again thinking human (2) is closer to android verse than human (1) is. love that for him

[cammys-imagines24]

°•Astarion Drinking Your Blood•°

Oh, Astarion never tires of your taste.

Whether it's his first time drinking from you or the hundredth.

You were his first human after all.

But even if he hadn't of lived centuries slaking his thirst with that of vermin...

Forcing their rotten, diseased blood down his hungry maw in sheer desperation...

The Vampire would still find your blood to be like ambrosia from the gods.

The sweetest thing to grace his tongue and warm his belly.

Sometimes it's hard to stop, if Astarion is being honest with himself.

But he loves you too, too much to put you in any mortal peril.

Though after a feeding you may feel dizzy and need to recuperate the next day.

It's just, after so long dining upon infected, squirming rats with mottled fur and yellowing buck teeth...

In the shadows of night, prowling the pests and repugnant riffraff.

He can't help himself and he's grateful you allow him to indulge a little.

But despite however ravenous he is, he's always gentle.

Pulling you close and kissing the moonlit column of your throat.

Tenderly wrapping his ivory arms around your waist, his tone sultry while whispering sweet nothings and gratitudes in your ear.

Astarion is so well versed in his ministrations that you've come to want him to feed off of you just as much as he wants, no, needs to be fed by you.

You relishing his hands leaving indents in the flesh of your hips and his breath upon your nape...

Often finding yourself tugging on strands of his curled silver locks to pull him closer.

Until no space is between you two. Until his mouth touches your neck.

And once it does, Astarion can't help but close his eyes, an involuntary shudder resounding through his whole body at the perfume of you.

Your essence a seductive potion which the Vampire would gladly, willingly lap up forever and ever.

No matter how gentle and inviting he makes the build up though, there's simply nothing to be done about the initial pain.

Astarion can't help the fact that once he bares his pearly, white fangs and sinks them into the sensitive flesh of your neck that it's unpleasant.

His fangs like two white hot pokers burrowing into your jugular vein, causing a muffled scream to leave you.

Your bottom lip plump from how hard you gnaw at it.

He does hate your scream. It revolts him that he's the cause of it.

But it is a momentary distress from you before you reassuringly comb through his hair again.

And after a few labored breaths, you ease into the pain. Getting used to it every single time.

By then he's drunk on you. Gorging himself on the nectar of your life. The crimson, pulsing river of your very being.

He's practically sent to heaven with each swallow and he never thought a spawn like him would get there.

Once you go slack in Astarion's arms he holds you tight, cradling your warm body. His fingers ghosting over your chest, hips, stomach...

And when your heartbeat begins to slow that's when he forces himself to pull away.

Licking the scarlet stream which drips down the two raw puncture wounds.

Cleaning up his mess all the way down to the start of your cleavage, exposed from your unlaced shirt.

Aftercare is incredibly important to Astarion and he is quick to sweep you up bridal style in his arms.

Tucking you safely into your shared bed and fetching you a glass of cool water.

You, weakened and tired, putting up little fuss but managing to smile at him and reach out to take his hand.

He wastes no time, falling into bed with you and pulling you close so your head is upon his chest.

He keeps you in a vice grip all night long so that any who would dare come to harm you in your diminished state would have to go through him first.

And he damn well would never let any harm come to you, save that of the wounds he assaults upon your neck.

And with you content but exhausted in Astarion's arms he licks his red stained lips and smiles in satisfaction.

He thinks you are a marvel really, to allow him to drink your blood in the first place.

To consent willingly and give him a taste of pure ecstasy.

And with his flushed cheeks and twinkling, enlivened crimson eyes, he places a kiss on your forehead.

Whispering how very much he loves you while you sleep soundly upon his chest.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 astarion #bg3 astarion x reader #astarion x reader #astarion imagine #astarion imagines #astarion headcanon #astarion headcanons #baldur's gate 3 x reader #baldur's gate 3 imagine #baldur's gate 3 headcanon #bg3 x reader #bg3 fic

[blind-as-a-noibat]

"Who is your favorite Pokemon? Can you talk about some of your favorites?"

"Tropius is my favorite Pokémon, my favorite types are Grass and Electric but Fletchling is also a really cute Pokémon."

#phantasmal child (caben) #unknown sender (anon) #inquiry mail (asks) #verse; xerneas blessed #verse; human once again

[dvrcos]

Andrew Minyard mic’d up if aftg took place today and the Foxes did social media promo

Andrew absolutely refuses to be mic’d up for a long time

When he finally agrees to do it it’s during a game against the Jackals

Everyone is sure it’ll be a bust and they won’t get much of Andrew actually talking

But to everyone’s surprise, Andrew turns his inner monologue outwards and doesn’t shut up

He commentates the game from his perspective

‘And there’s the son of Exy Kevin Day running the ball up- and oh yeah no he’s down for the count’ *huffs a laugh through his nose*

‘The other fuckers have the ball now, if my brother dearest let’s them get it to my goal I’ll kill him’

And when the opposing teams striker trips Aaron up and gets past to Andrews goal he shuts them out of course

‘He’s dead. Find a new backliner coach’

When he gets bored of the game and the backliners are keeping the ball away from his goal he starts to sing

He does a full rendition of “Life is a Highway” because Neil and him watched Cars on the bus ride to the game

And he gets into it

He makes the guitar noises with his mouth and everything

He even sings it in the best low, country voice he can do

He interrupts himself in the middle of the song suddenly, feeling the need to give his full synopsis and review of Cars

‘If I was the stupid fucking car and I fell out of my sentient truck/trailers ass I would keep driving in the same fucking direction. Simple’

‘Josten would do the same thing as Lightning McQueen. He would fuck up an entire town, he’s already done it once actually, when he came here.’

‘Stupid junkie, I hate him’ he adds but there’s a fondness in his voice

‘How do the cars reproduce? Are there humans in this universe that build cars and then make them sentient? Do the cars bang?’

Halfway through his rant one of the strikers gets past Matt and Aaron and he doesn’t even stop talking when he smacks the ball halfway across the court

When the other teams strikers start breaking through the backliners more frequently Andrew doesn’t even seem to care

He just swats every attempted goal away, squawking a quite ‘mine’ like the seagulls from Finding Nemo after hitting each one

Mine *smacks* mine *swats* mine *swish*

He keeps his goal almost completely shut down the entire game, spare a few times when the other team can get the ball past him because he’s not paying attention

‘I wonder what coach is buying us for dinner after this. I hope it's good since we’re’ *his goal lights up red* ‘Oops, anyhow it better be good, I’m working my ass off out here,’

‘What if we all started moving in slow motion. Josten and Day would look stupid running up the court like that,’ *a ball flies past his helmet* ‘If we were in slowmo I would’ve stopped that’

He plays the entire game (Renee's out with an injury) and he shuffles through doing all this the entire game

He sings verses of whatever song pops into his head

He reviews the movies he’s watched recently

He commentates the game in his dry manner, listing off every stat he knows about the other team and then explains why they still suck

He makes fun of his Foxes and the other team

He talks about his random hypotheticals

All while keeping the goal almost perfectly defended against the other teams strikers

When the game ends and the Foxes are loaded back up on the bus they listen back to the recording of Andrews mic

And they’re shocked that he doesn’t stop talking once the entire game

They listen to his entire recording on the ride back to campus

All of the Foxes are laughing the entire time

Even Neil is smiling (even though he’s used to this version of Andrew that is weird and likes to ramble)

When they post his mic’d up highlights to their social media it goes viral

It’s their most viewed and liked mic’d up video

Their fans are begging for more of Andrew mic’d up but he refuses to do it again

He got the enjoyment out of doing it once and doesn’t feel a need to do it again

The foxes do start to pay a little more attention to what Andrew’s saying while in goal (and all the time)

Aaron Mic’d up

#andrew is weird he just doesn’t show it to many people often #the rest of the foxes absolutely adore and love seeing this side of him #andrew minyard #aftg #all for the game #aaron minyard #neil josten #kevin day #the foxes #mic’d up foxes

[daddy-issues-99]

Yautja x Human!reader SMUT

PLOT: You live with your Yautja partner and he’s in heat. Simple and sweet. 

Afab reader, cnc, somewhat omega-verse idk. 

You sat on the floor of the small hut you shared with your partner, carving up some fruit for your dinner. You partner hadn't returned yet with the main course so you decided to get a head start. You heard rustling from outside and gripped the knife before soon realizing it was your partner. 

His steps seemed heavier than usual, quicker too. You wondered if he was hurt but he quickly burst through the door and carelessly tossed the deer he caught aside. 

He quickly glanced around almost frantically and spotted you on the floor. He towered over you, his fists clenched, breathing heavily as if he was in pain. 

You opened your mouth to ask if he was okay but didn't even get a word out before his hand was around your throat. He pushed you down to the floor, slowly examining your body. You weren't wearing much being you were next to a small fire in your hut, all you had on was a crop-top and booty shorts. 

His clawed hand gripped around your throat causing you to gasp while his other roughly explored your exposed skin, leaving small scratches wear his claws were. 

He grabbed your shorts and tore them off without a second thought. You quickly brought your thighs together, trying to cover yourself but hw quickly grabbed your thighs and pried them apart. 

“Stop what are you-” You screamed as he quickly plunged into you with no warning. He was so big it felt like he was splitting you in half. 

He quickly started moving giving you no time to adjust. “W-what's going on with you?!” You asked, his hand still tight around your throat. He was usually pretty frisky but not like this. The only times he was like this was- The thought hit you like a brick wall. He’s in heat.  

“That time a-again?” You asked as he roughly thrusted into you. He let out a simple grunt in response. 

After a few moments you quickly adjusted to the pain and to soon turned to a mix of pleasure. 

He quickly slapped your thigh and pulled out before quickly flipping you over so you were laying on your stomach. He quickly raised your hips and plunged back into you, continuing his rough thrusts. 

You've only seen him in heat a few times in your relationship, most of the times he was he had been away on a hunting trip but the few times he was home he was nothing but selfish. Only seeking his own release. So when he roughly started rubbing your clit, you loudly gasped in surprise

You quickly covered your mouth trying to hold in your desperate moans but he soon grabbed your arms and tightly held them above your head hard enough to leave a bruise. 

He continued his assault on your clit, quickening his pace. The familiar knot in your stomach growing more intense. He showed no mercy and you came within a few moments, practically screaming from pleasure. 

He continued his thrusts, shifting his position so every thrust would hit your sweet spot. You let out a moan for every thrust. 

He slapped your ass, roughly massaging your flesh. The mix of pain and pleasure was almost intoxicating. 

He wrapped his hand around your neck and brought you up so your back was flush with his chest. For every thrust he gentle squeezed your throat causing a stifled moan every time. 

He moved his other hand to caress your sides and breasts, roughly squeezing and tugging on your nipples, causing you to arch your back. 

That familiar warm feeling began to form in your stomach once more. His thrusts soon became sloppy and desperate. After a few more thrusts the knot in your stomach snapped. You let out a strangled moan with his hand still around your throat.

He quickened his pace faster than ever and soon released, shooting his seed deep into you, letting out a guttural growl in your ear. He gave one last, deep thrust before collapsing on top of you. 

You both laid there for a moment before he slid out of you, kneeling in front of you, gazing at your exhausted form, lazily sprawled out on the floor. He gently pulled you close and positioned you onto his lap, holding your close. Gently caressing your skin. 

“Feel better?” You asked between breaths. He gave a simple grunt in response, giving you a gentle squeeze. 

“Next tine though, give me a few minutes warning.” You said letting out a small laugh. Even through all the differences and struggles, these moments are what made it special. 

#predator x reader #predator #yautja x reader #yautja x human #predator x human #predator x yn #yautja #smut #monster fucker #slasher smut

[brighteuphony]

@xoxo-lahh

So in this verse, Tsunade never ends up teaching Sakura- as that role is fulfilled by Chiyo. (But she DOES return to Konoha eventually).

And Chiyo's first rule (for everything lol) is: Nothing is Free.

Chiyo always demanded something in return for healing, and unlike Tsunade, she considered medical jutsu a part of her arsenal. If it could kill, then it was always an option.

So Sakura learned from that mindset, trading her services and using her rare skillet as a powerful negotiating tactic, especially during Tea Country's civil war. Her healing effectively kept her, Enji, and Saeko in relative safety and provided her a card to play when she needed.

And, while Sakura is nowhere near as jaded as Chiyo is, and often enough of a bleeding heart to help people for damn near free, (a place to stay, food for the night, a new holster for her kunai), she is also VERY pragmatic about her skillset. The civil war taught her that sometimes, letting someone die is better. This puts her at odds with Tsunade, who has a very different mindset (and was, historically, bitter enemies with Chiyo).

Another issue that arises with Tsunade, is that the Godaime is a doctor- while Chiyo is more of a healer. Their understanding of the human body comes from a different place.

Tsunade can name every bone and muscle and perform open-heart surgeries. Sakura can heal bone and stitch back together muscles and flesh on a very basic level, but she's never going to be able to open up a human body and revolutionize medical history like she does in canon. (In canon, Sakura creates a Jutsu that allows her to do a four-man surgery alone; she can't do that here.)

However, she can do some stuff that Tsunade claims is impossible—like reconstructing/altering someone's chakra network, unblocking tenketsu, sometimes turning off someone's dojutsu from a distance, and lite-healing remotely (Tsunade is very upset about this one specifically). A lot of it comes from her mastery of Genjutsu.

Genjutsu, as I reworked in my comic, requires a complete understanding of someone's chakra network to control ALL their senses. Sakura's understanding and control are so prodigious that she can almost autonomously control people's bodily functions (a skillset that is GREATLY aided by training with Chiyo's puppet mastery).

She uses Genjutsu as a tool to understand the body and employs it as both support (helping an ally maintain a sense of gravity as they're pulled underground or flung in the air, etc) and offense.

And that's it for the wall of text! Once again, thank you SO much for the amazingly kind words and all the interest in this AU! <3

#naruto #haruno sakura #tsunade #why yes that is a human heart she medical scalpeled right out a nin's chest #this isn't a scene that happens but the VIBES #But that time she killed a bunch of enemies because she altered their sense of time to be so slow #that she just walked right up to them and slit their throats was pretty damn lit #also I feel like puppet ninjutsu and genjutsu and medical jutsu have alot of similar concepts- all about controlling someone else #also u remember Tsunade's 4 rules for medic-nin? Yeah Chiyo's got her own lol #also Tsunade can't heal Gai's 8 gates but Sakura sure can #but if you've got a tumor that needs to be excised ur better off with tsunade #coven!Sakura

[hana-no-seiiki]

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐒 + 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐱 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 (𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝟏)

“Athanaxious. We are going back right this instant!” An adult male siren called out to his brother. His beautiful gradient tail of obsidian to violet shimmered underneath the water filtered sunlight.

“Oh stop being a prickly pufferfish for once, Vasileios. We’ll be in the deep once again in a moment. I just have to—“ ‘Athanaxious’ replied with a huff. No matter the uncountable times he had come to the shoreline, it was still difficult navigating through shallow water on such a rocky beach. His tail, an exact opposite of his companion with its sandy ivories and gold, flicked in all directions as it tried to propel him away from harsh terrain.

His hands gripped tightly to a leather sling bag across his exposed chest.

“Have to wh—“ The albino creature attempted to ask but was thwarted by a hash tug on his arm, “Hey!” He stretched out his arm to slap Athanaxious in retaliation only to pause at the sound of singing.

“All I ever wanted was the open sea and sky; freedom from the life I always knew.”

Both men froze. A chilly delight crawled through their spine, their limbs and eventually the tips of their fingers and fin. Vasileious had never heard of a voice that entrancing. He has heard several of his fellow sirens luring humans to their demise, but none of them could even hope to compare to this sound. It echoed within the chambers of his heart, the matter in his brain, and the longing that lied dormant within.

But then he saw it’s source and the features on his face soured.

A human.

You.

“Now all I am is haunted as days and hours roll by…” You continued with your song, and then you abruptly halt. The next line wouldn’t come out properly. Your eyes run over the words, slowly getting frustrated with how it wouldn’t fit in.

Athanaxious doesn’t waste a beat. He knew that adorably annoyed sneer you’d make and what would fix it. “All I ever think about is you.”

Vasileious gasped. Athanaxious never sang. Always going on and on about the safety of the sailors on sea and how he didn’t want their blood on his hands. Yet here he was freely providing his — quite literally — magical voice to this human.

“Athanaxious, what are you—“

“Than! You’re back! I was just thinking on ways to improve that verse. Thank you.” You ran, the ruffles on your chiffon blouse flowed through the wind. You flinched and stumbled as the pebbles scraped the sole of your bare feet. Your luxurious leather heels long forgotten.

“Of course, your highness. I wouldn’t miss our reunions here for anything.” Athanaxious winked, just like how you taught him a while back.

You chuckled. The siren had noticed how the clothes you wore contrasted to those he’d usually spot at sea. ‘Couture’ you called it. But all he could think of was those pictures of human prince and princesses, and thus the little inside joke started. “I told you I’m not . . . “

Your eyes trailed from your raven haired companion to the albino. Athanaxious’ tail always fascinated you, but the new siren’s looked out of this world. Further reminding you of how different the worlds you lived in actually were. “Who’s your friend?”

“Oh, him?” Athanaxious rolled his eyes, another mannerism he learnt from you, “Just one of my older brothers.”

“You didn’t tell me you have an older brother.”

“Y-you didn’t tell me you were fraternizing with a- a- human! What would father think about this?Not to mention mother . . .” Vasileious’ fins shivered at the thought.

“Father knows.” Athanaxious shrugged whilst looking throw the bag he’d wrapped around him. You have gifted him many things, tangible or not, throughout your friendship. So he thought of bringing something back to you.

A pearl necklace. He was actually going to give you the clam it came from but judging from what fishermen looked for and spoke about, he thought giving you the biggest, shiniest pearl he could find would have been more appropriate.

As soon as you received the gift, you swiftly embraced him in an attempt to hide the empty look on your eyes before mustering the most sincere ‘Thank you.’ you could do.

“In any case, don’t humans have siblings as well? I just didn’t think it would be interesting enough to mention in our conversations. Our time together is often far too brief.”

“Far too brief it is.” You stared at the iridescent pearl. A sigh escaped your lips. “Than, I have an event scheduled on a beach—“

Vasileios attempted to cover his little brother’s mouth but it was too late.

“Magnificent! We’ll be there!”

“Excuse me, I didn’t agree to this—“

“—across the continent.” Your cheerful temperament dissipated.

Athanaxious asked, confused at why you seemed so upset about such a fact. Didn’t more events meant you get paid more in those currencies you spoke about? He shook his head, perhaps you were forgetting he wasn’t human like you always did and said, “Your highness, do I like I wouldn’t be able to swim there?”

“No, of course not. You seem quite capable.”

Athanaxious’ cheeks turned a dark shade of blue at your words.

“Besides you must have plenty of royal duties to accomplish.”

“I have no such thing—“

“Thank you for reminding me, human.” Vasileios’ patience had ran out. He loved his brother to pieces — he really, truly did — but feared the wrath of his parents much more. “Mother asked us to survey the reefs. If we come back without a proper report. . .”

“Oh fine.” Athanaxious slapped the other siren’s hand away, and then faced you with his sharp teeth. “Fare thee well, your highness.”

“You too, Than. Twas a pleasure to meet your brother.”

You sighed one last time. Annoyed at your lack of confidence in conveying the message you wanted to.

Athanaxious will find out sooner or later that it was your very own wedding he would attend by himself,

and the nickname he gave you? Might have some truth to it soon.

[ AUTHOR’S NOTE ] - status: unedited

Have an old ass draft that has collected dust atp.

If this gets idk, 1000 notes I’ll make artworks of our siren brothers and switch out the one I have featured on the header.

This fic will have three-five acts in total. Of which the story I’ve already planned out. It’s pretty much just a twist on the classic little mermaid story to end our pride month with a bang. We love our historic gays as much as our contemporary ones 🏳️‍🌈

reader is amab and will have more stuff alluding to their masculinity in later acts.

[ LINK TO NEXT ACT HERE ]

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun | 2023

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[oct0bra1ns]

Hi hi! There's so many things I want to request (Which makes me wanna join the anon army but idk if I can-) but I really don't want to send too many and potentially overwhelm you or anything buttttt I might as well ask at least one anyway! Can you maybe do a yandere priest that worships reader and forms a cult over them, and makes one or two or fifty sacrifices in their name, meanwhile reader is just...some loser basically.

Okie have a good day/night!

The divinity of a loser

pairing: Yandere Priest x loser darling TW: yanderes, violence against others, notes :i pop up again for funsies

reblogs and comments are appreciated

♡ Yandere priest who grew up in a very religious environment, who was kept away from all and any form of entertainment all his childhood, his father had started the cult and everything that was shown to them was restricted.

♡ Yandere priest who is a very benevolent figure among his followers,who spends all day consoling them, assuring them that in the eyes of their deity, all will be well.

♡ Yandere priest who for the first time in his life, got curious when one of the new members handed him his phone before joining, who out of curiosity decided to watch a 'streamer' as the new member called.

♡ Yandere priest who'd never fallen for someone this quick, surely is this was all it took, you truly were a incarnation of his deity.

♡ Yandere priest who argued with his father over bringing you in before having enough and disposing of his father before making himself the next head. Who rewards the new member, praising him for finding the human vessel of their deity.

♡ Yandere priest who hears you make an offhanded comment of your view count or subs and buys phones for everyone to watch when you stream. (of course, they're taken away once the stream ends).

♡ Yandere priest who listens to your every word religiously, any merch you have, he will buy, anything you mention you like, he will buy.

♡ Yandere priest who gets rid of all your competition with the help of a few of his contacts, who makes sure that you reach your goal life everyone else falls behind.

♡ Yandere priest who tires of seeing you through a screen, slowly slipping into your life and seeing your sorry states. Who comes over to your house with food or to make food, taking care of you, every now and then, till he invites you to his cult.

♡ Yandere priest who makes sure everyone's on their best behaviour when you come in, he makes sure that everyone listens to you. Anything you want, you will have.

♡ Yandere priest who if he hears you say that you're craving something, he will order the kitchens to make it so many times, you'll get tired of it.

♡ Yandere priest who bends to your will, you want a room to stream in, of course, he'll have it made, you want new mods? Why there are capable members who're well versed in obedience.

♡ Yandere priest who refuses to sit beside you, instead he'll kneel beside you,maybe even lay his head on your lap if you graciously allow him, and heavens forbid you run your hand through his hair, he'll start to feel things.

♡ Yandere priest who urges you to sleep every time he sees the bag under your eyes before accepting that perhaps, it what adds to your beauty.

♡ Yandere priest who took care of his father and isn't afraid to take care of more people for your sake.

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