#WC Era

[fandomshipjumper]

Here's my latest idea and the first one posted since it's eating my brain. This was the quickest way to write it without losing my train of thought. I have come to the conclusion that I just took KeanBlade's sandbox and just added my own toys to it. Their writing is amazing, though. Parts of the Uchiha culture will be pulled from Umei no Mei's Compass of Thy Soul. I have to Adult so I can't polish it up right now. Let me know what you think!

Female OC Uchiha born in WC Era, much to her Terror.

Maybe be one of Madara's siblings? Easier for her to influence things.

Wind Natured

Conceal don't feel, always an Internal Eternal Mess

Sharingan-spins chakra, hooks emotion, and then emotions spin around and leads to Meltdowns

Specialize in sealing, sensing, non-combatant, does Not do well with violence

Plays Matchmaker for her Clan, luring in Yamanaka therapists first, then other useful professions

OC's sensing skill is her sensitivity to it because chakra didn't exist in her last life. (Chakra= Extension of the Soul)Mixed with her Sharingan seeing micro expressions on people, she is Uncannily Good at seeing Matches

KeanBlade inspired******* (OC read it)

Promotes therapists in clan and provides defenses for them from Zetsu

Veil over Sharingan memories, redirect initial memories* collab with Therapist

Knows Naruto, minor Shippuden, almost no Boruto, WC Era special interest (can pass off as precog, more info closer to their point in timeline)

Plan: Destroy Zetsu, plan for Otsutsuki Invasion

Village end goal Defends their World (Silence of the Pact)*

Mythology*, Kami Celestial, Astral Otsutsuki, God Tree, Indra is Amaterasu's son, Asura is Izanami's son.

Kami are Important here

OC ends up Religious because they died and they Know there are gods/godlike beings here and they are not risking it. Plus they need all the help they can get.

Running water where multi rivers meet with shrine on top*, gets help from priest there

Priest=Bear build, Earth Natured F or M?

Priest, Tobi, OC team up!

Madara helps when OC doesn't freak out about Zetsu affecting him

MadaTobi*, PriestOC

Tobi/Therapist is OC's Person?

OC opens her Sharingan with No Trauma* with Therapist

Sealing Language using Internal Logic via Compass of Thy Soul, after she pesters Mada or other into asking any Seal Master clarifying question(s)

Said Seal Master was drunk(?) when asked otherwise they would have given So Many Warnings and whoever asked wouldn't pass it on

Daimyo sets up the Clans to fight*

OC is Always Stressed. She looks like nothing phases her but she is So Stressed she's in Zen mode.

[britlevi]

just read sign of the moon and now I gotta change my title

[exocynraku]

back in my day you could have kits with a kittypet and have rouges join your clan on a whim and no one would bat an eye . now you have to jump through 20 hoops just to hook up with someone cross clan and every loner gets shot on sight. stupid modern clans and their woke mind virus

[evermoredeluxe]

Taylor performing Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve/I Know Places as the surprise song on guitar. She stopped singing to help a fan, and also, her hand cramped up.

- The Eras Tour in Edinburgh, Scotland (N1) on Jun 7, 2024 (x)

[marblerose-rue]

new lioden king except ive had him for a couple weeks :-)

[bonefall]

For everyone hearing about StormClan and doesn't mind Ivypool's Heart spoilers, here's the details I've heard so far;

(Remember to take this with a grain of salt, as always, because this is third hand information I've collected from various spoiler threads)

This is not a major plot thread in Ivypool's Heart. It's actually quite secondary.

StormClan was created at some point after DOTC, when Galestar of WindClan and Stripestar of ThunderClan fell in love.

They combined their Clans into one and left the territory.

At some point, Galestar, Whitebreeze, Rosebush (or Shadebush) and some other guy betrayed Stripestar.

Some cats came back to reform ThunderClan and WindClan.

But not all of them came back; these remnants stayed as StormClan.

Ngl StormClan's traditions are UNIRONICALLY very cool. Instead of contacting a centric StarClan, each one has a "Spirit Guide" (a lot like my Patrons and Demons, but more personal!)

Spirit Guides give their chosen disciple a full name, and can be channeled directly when needed. VERY cool.

Sisters are a breakaway group from StormClan. Less cool, imo, I wanted them to be closer to the Tribe.

StormClan cats also tend to be aggressive, and have actually been several of the unnamed rogues across the series.

Ivypool is going to have several flashes to the StormClan founding drama, or spiritual visions, or something. Basically she's going to give us a window into the history of StormClan.

We get confirmation that fading is connected to forgetting, BUT a faded spirit can be brought back if they're remembered.

There's a big soul river thing that connects all the afterlives.

So, overall, imo this seems fun. I'm actually glad that the Erins are being a bit more creative with the afterlife systems, and this is a nice way to riff on the structure of Clans. While I am still (rightly, imo) wary of the team's ability to juggle all of these new groups, I think StormClan is an interesting addition to canon.

[hope-ur-ok]

Jealous of Nashville rn

[pigeocore]

The diffrent collars colors of Scourge

[estrogenism]

Pride flag for people who want to or have cut Crowfeather open and left him to die of infection! Hope you enjoy <3

[scourge-sympathiser]

SCOURGE SUNDAY 013/???

[AU] tht weird guy who keepz showing up in jaypawz dreamz

[hits-differently]

I regret you all the time

[sepulchralblues]

@jilymicrofics A My Lady Jane AU for Jily in august - elegant, bride, knight, royalty, soulmate

“I didn’t ask to be his bride, Petunia.” Lily wanted to tear her hair out its elegant crown-braid, half out of frustration, half to piss her sister off further. “Just because I’m going through with this doesn’t mean I want to be stuck in a loveless marriage with some doddering old fool I’ve never even met before.”

She stood before a large mirror, edges gilded a brown that once used to be gold, in a floor length wedding dress. If she held any care for the day itself, she’d notice the gown was rather stunning, a similar fashion to the royal wedding gown from last season. Instead, she was spending the morning of her wedding like any other day growing up with her darling dear sister – arguing.

“You could at least try to appreciate the effort Vernon’s parents put into securing this match for you,” Petunia returned with venom. “You’re nearly five and twenty summers old, Lily. You’re practically a spinster. After Mother died last year, you weren’t able to secure any prospects for yourself. Without Vernon stepping in, who knows what state you'd be in a year’s time from now.”

Anywhere but here sounded absolutely lovely to Lily at the moment, but she refrained from antagonizing Petunia anymore.

Lily sighed and turned away from the mirror. She waved off the handmaiden who stepped out of the shadows to help her down from the platform the tailor had her stand on for the final fitting of the gown. 

Stepping closer to her sister, Lily said softly, “Understand that I am only doing this for the sake of my inheritance. If this stupid clause had not been in the will, I would have taken the money and left for Paris the minute I could get my hands on it.”

Petunia smirked. “Would you have waited for a knight in shining armor to come along before you got married then? Someone who was, perhaps, your soulmate?”

Some childish part of Lily was stung, hearing the dreams she’d once whispered to Petunia under the covers of darkness in their childhood bedroom thrown back in her face so mockingly.

But her sister was not wrong. As stupid as it sounded, Lily had spent her entire life dreaming of a love that felt like an adventure, rather than one built and bred in the stuffy castles and manors they had grown up in. It was the dream that Paris had held, and the hope that had shattered the day their parents will was announced in full.

Neither child would gain access to their portion of the (significantly large) inheritance until after they were married. And they had to be married before the age of twenty-five.

Hence the stalemate the Lily found herself locked in – a marriage to one James Potter in return for her inheritance. She’d wait the minimum period out, call for a divorce, and finally – finally – leave this place for good.

The double doors at the far end of the room burst open before she could reply. It was the Butler.

“My ladies,” he bowed deep, “it is time. The ceremony will begin shortly, and your presence in required in the garden.”

“Well then,” Petunia said. “Off we go, before you change your mind and embarrass our family again.”

Clenching her jaw, Lily followed Petunia out of the room.

–

James ran a finger along his collar in an attempt to find respite from the sweltering heat of the garden. He failed remarkably, but it was yet to be seen whether it was really the summer heat or the prospect of what was to come that was making him sweat.

Sirius Black, his best man and best mate, heard his annoyed huff and chuckled. “Heat of the moment getting to you, Prongsie?”

James ignored the taunt and focused on straightening his cuff links.

While he’d always known the day was coming, he hadn’t quite let himself wonder what it would be like. He’s never been one for stage fright, but they don’t really prepare you to stand in front of a crowd of two hundred-odd nobles and minor royalty to say the most damning two words of your life.

And damning they were, because whoever this Lily Evans was, he doubted she was any match for the girl he’d been eyeing up at the pub last night when out celebrating the last of his bachelorhood with his mates. Or the girl from the week before, her raven hair spread like ink on his bedspread, her moans like ecstasy in his ears. Or even–

The band began its tune, and the guests shuffled to their feet. He shared a final glance with Sirius. It was time.

First came the sister (he thought it was the sister at least), in a gown of deep scarlet with her arm looped around Vernon’s.

Sirius coughed something that sounded like that slug beside him, and James could only agree.

It was when he saw the white gown brushing the navy carpet that James looked at his parents. His mother met his gaze, a grave look on her face.

They couldn’t screw this up, she was trying to say. This was the last chance they had to fix things, their last attempt to root the problem out before it came back to destroy his entire family.

Sirius inhaled sharply, causing James to finally look at his bride for the first time.

Except he’d seen her before. Nine hours before, to be precise, in a badly lit pub, with a glass of ale in his hands and the golden daze of drink highlighting the arch of her eyebrows, her delicate collarbones.

Lily Evans was, in fact, the very girl he’d been flirting with last night.

Judging by the shock that stole across her face and the slightest pause in her steps, his identity was news to her too.

Suddenly everything that had seemed too daunting and painful about this marriage didn’t seem as bleak.

–

Oh, thought Lily. Oh, fuck.

[evermoredeluxe]

Taylor performing Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve/ivy at The Eras Tour in Sydney, Australia (N4) on 26 February 2024 (x)

[ourstolenlullabiess]

Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve x I Know Places

When Taylor sang those songs together I had a moment of inspiration and had to create this.

[new-york-no-shoes]

“Memories feel like weapons” / “Now I’m covered in you” / “back up baby back up did you forget everything” / “I wake with your memory over me. That’s a real fucking legacy to leave”

[silusvesuius]

some guys (crunchy)

not crunchy