#are avoidable and unnecessary

[cebwrites]

in death (eternally bound)

oc x canon | AU word count: 0.8k

In a different, perhaps crueler, timeline - Shisui's unable to erase his existence completely and Kabuto successfully revives him during the war.

The results are catastrophic.

Even the strongest present members of the Allied Shinobi Forces are pushed onto their back foot, and, with the five Kage busy putting their efforts elsewhere, numbers of ninja dwindle greatly at the edge of his blade.

Merciful as he was in life, Shisui's autonomy was stripped of him upon reincarnation and now has to watch in horror as he cuts down friend and foe alike.

Shinobi old enough to remember the fear his name struck into their hearts on the field, shinobi young enough to only barely have heard of the Uchiha clan and what befell them, former peers from his own village, enemy shinobi that still felt the pangs of previous wars - the movements Shisui's body was commanded to perform held no prejudice.

Just as he's about to cut down just another terrified shinobi, frozen in place after witnessing the carnage Shisui had inflicted on the ninja around them, Shisui's tanto is blocked by kunai held in familiar hands and he's sent back a few paces.

Shisui looks upon the face he fell in love with all those years ago; the light in his eyes have dulled over the years, though they're sharp with experience, he's trying to stifle the pain meeting again here like this means. He recognizes that the man who stands before him on this battlefield, primed to attack, has seen far too much in his life, yet none of that makes Shisui love every part of him any less.

Even now, he wants to run into his arms and kiss the pain from Taeru's vacant expression, even knowing how his partner dulls his emotions for battle and how much more difficult that'd make it for Tae.

But he can't.

Damn that Yakushi. Damn him and Orochimaru's twisted jutsu to hell.

Once this was all over, and everyone was rotting in the ground where they should be, Shisui would drag them both there if it was the last thing his fractured, beat up soul allowed him to do.

The battle is tense, filled with so many words held back by wavering restraint and grief; Tae's able to keep up with him but just barely, only with the help of his fellow shinobi and years of being at Shisui's side, memories that gnaw painfully at the edges of his heart with every blow.

Somehow, they manage to force him back between his monstrous attacks and fending off other poor, reanimated souls in the periphery. But Shisui was doing much more damage than everyone could tank, and even Tae's stamina was starting to wane.

In a last ditch effort, a plan was proposed.

While others kept Shisui busy, barely being able to withstand the sheer power of Shisui's Susanoo, Tae erased his presence - remaining hidden to prepare his final attack; a fuinjutsu that would bind them both and give everyone enough time to seal Shisui away.

The orders in control of his limbs made Shisui drive the tanto into his assailant's side before either realized, but that didn't matter - the plan was fully in motion now. Quickly, Tae formed one-handed signs as he trapped Shisui's arms and seals began to inch over both of their bodies.

Shisui was partially grateful that the Edo Tensei did not grant him many senses - just the bare minimum required to fight - the grief he'd have to die with for the second time, knowing the warmth of his lover's blood draining out onto the ground below them while Tae desperately tried to stop him.

The pain would surely turn him into a wraith.

This technique doomed them both; ironic how they were together so briefly in life but would be bound forever in death as the jutsu would slowly eat away at their bodies and souls, leaving nothing left.

The fact that Shisui wanted to cry so badly but was incapable, his body struggling against the one person he wanted to be held by after so long of wandering aimlessly after the Naka River, now that he was back in his arms but only in this twisted perversion of life and death - made him crave it more than ever.

As the seal overtook more and more of their forms, restraining movement and binding both men for the beginning of their eternity, Shisui used the last of his time to confess everything; his fears and hopes for a proper reincarnation, for a full life lived together, just how much he loved Tae and wished he was able to be at his side like he promised all those years ago.

Tae's only response, feeling his mind start to ebb away, was that there was no way he was going to let Shisui go somewhere he couldn't follow anymore, and wherever they were headed now, damnation or not, would be together.

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A little later on, once the Allied Forces developed a way to neutralize reanimated shinobi; Hyou wanted the earth to swallow him whole when he heard the details of his brother's sacrifice.

[xulips]

the new outfit pass is so cute!! and also happy pride month everyone!!!

[pedgito]

PEDRO PASCAL as JAVIER PEÑA Narcos, Season Three — Episode Eight: Dead Men Tell No Tales

[existennialmemes]

[softsimulation]

~ a fresh start!! ꕥ

to avoid any confusion when you see a new name on your dash, i want to let you know that i’ll no longer be going by cowplantpies on here!! i’ve been feeling a disconnect with my name/blog and i feel it’s time for a change <3

[marlynnofmany]

Me: *squinting at notes* "What was my endgame here? How did I plan to wrap up the plot threads?"

My Notes: "These good guys stop those bad guys, there's peace for everybody, and the dangerous stuff is thrown into the sun. Whee!"

Me: "That is remarkably vague, Past Me."

[chloecherrysip]

"I hope you told your brother how much you loved him, because you're probably never gonna see him again."

"..."

"Was that too dark?"

"YES!"

"Sorry."

[tangyyrine]

The hunt

[omgkalyppso]

[Content ID: art of an original character and Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3. On the left, the original character is visible from waist up as they are seated out of frame. They extend their arm closer to the audience so their fingers touch Astarion's stomach and their arm farther from the audience behind his back. The original character is topless, with long hair pulled back over pointed elven ears. Their eyes are closed and they have a slight smile. There are two puncture wounds on their neck, with blood dripping down. There is a smudge of red, seemingly blood, in the shape of lips on the corner of their jaw, indicating a previous kiss. On the right, Astarion is standing, but bent forward. He extends his arm closer to the audience across the original character's forearm, holding at the elbow, and his arm farther from the audience disappears behind them as if in an embrace. His face is scrunched up in a kiss against the original character's forehead. His lips are stained with blood. He is wearing his usual camp outfit. /End ID]

I received this wonderfully soft and intimate couple sketch commission from @ghostwise of my high elf tav oc Étoile and Astarion. I'm in love with their shapes and the flow of Étoile's hair and Astarion's curls and the wrinkles of his face — as well as their jaws!? Just everything.

I was trying to decide on one of three poses for this commission and I'm glad I picked this one. That it is a sketch makes it feel dreamy, I think. Something for the elves to revisit in reverie years down the line.

[starliteonearth]

I may be in the minority here but I'm not really happy with the writers making the Song of Ice & Fire Rhaenyra's main motivation for fighting for the throne. I get that they're trying to add depth to Team Black's side of the the Dance but it honestly feels a bit sanctimonious and unnecessary. Why can't she fight for the throne simply because she wants it? She doesn't need a righteous cause or altruistic justifications. It's okay to let her do bad things for selfish, personal reasons. We can handle it, I promise.

[of-nyon]

think I cooked too hard and ended up in jazzprowlrod hell. do NOT send help, I'm still getting a feel for the place. seems neat

[transxfiles]

the reason i have never watched falsettos in my own home was because i subconsciously knew that it would explode my dad's mind.

[sbnkalny]

Unnecessary

[ssreeder]

Dude you’ve peaked.

I just found LIAB fanart on PINTEREST.

PINTEREST!!

(it was fire btw but it didn’t have a watermark so idk who did it sorry)

i have very mixed sentiments about finding liab art on Pinterest because if it’s the post I’m thinking about it’s reposted art from @gentletrees. Who has done some AMAZING WONDERFUL CRAZY GOOD art for liab but i’m pretty sure someone reposted their original art on Pinterest :/

(I think MOST art on Pinterest is reposted from the original artist which is a big big big no no no no bad bad bad bad. so yeah I’m very anti reposting artist art on other platforms without their permission)

Sorry I couldn’t get excited with you <3

[muttertalk]

You know I have to do It to ‘em

I found that photo when searching ‘giant chinese salamander’ and it took me

[lynaferns]

You know when people write "I don't go here but..." in a reblog or comment?

I normally don't care when I get those comments on fanart but I got one in the mers au and it's like...

Dude.

You could have cropped the "I don't go here" part of your comment. At this point I don't think the characters are recognizable enough for people to care if it's fnaf or not lmao. They are literally just some fish creature designs.

I could have posted them without tags and only the ones following me would have recognized the characters.