#verse: post criminal

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

@kcgarashi continued from here

Sooner or later, something like this was bound to happen. He was following after Toshizo. Who would ever guess that he would be sent on a mission? It felt as if the old days were back, yet they would never truly feel the same again. His old life, his youth, his innocence, his fate, and his kindness were all gone. The only thing left was HER—Rera. He would behave and live for her; with her, he would bottle up his rage and contain the monster that lived within him.

The truth was that even the monster inside him loved her… it lived for her.

Sooner or later, something like this was bound to happen. Shisui found himself trapped, his own body ensnared by cursed shackles jutsu. This seal prevented him from causing trouble—or, heaven forbid, from killing someone. However, it did not stop others from attacking him. The ensuing commotion left Shisui with no choice but to defend himself.

Toshizo was punished alongside Shisui, accused of freeing him from his prison. But the ninja who served as Shisui's shadow did nothing of the sort; the shackles came off on their own. How could this happen? Shisui had lost his fate, but did the goddesses also lose faith in him?

A lot of things seemed out of place, but the attackers—who loudly proclaimed that this was for Sasuke and the Uchiha clan—were not Leaf ninja. Once again, the assault originated from the Village Hidden in the Clouds.

There was a reason the Sharingan was feared among all nin villages, the red pinwheel flashed and danced in the red of his eyes. Flickering lights of the surrounding fires, and the blade Shisui had was so sharp it cut effortlessly through flesh and bone, severing limbs and heads from the bodies while the owners were still screaming. Sharingan pin pointing every target

And Shisui basked in their dying sounds. He chuckled when a fearless cloud nin tried to fight him back. A filthy cloud nin they were. They never learn or give up their fantasy of stealing Sharingan. The most important thing to these wretches was his eyes. But all they will gain is a shallow grave. Rera with him she was in danger. The thought alone was enough to stir more flames of anger inside the already vivid Uchiha. Whoever dares to touch her, he will tear that person apart.

The massacre continued and no one could stop him. This was bloodthirsty Uchiha in his full glory. His wrath was unstoppable leaving even his companion Thoshizo stunned. His laughter almost turned manic as he hunted them down one by one, no one could escape his sharp blade or his cruelty, he unleashed himself till no one was standing.

Humans were deceiving; his Sharingan could sense more life stirring ahead in the corridor leading to the chamber in front of him. His crows confirmed it. There was no way to escape, and even if some managed to slip past him, they would not survive an encounter with Thoshizo at the exit. His anger had surged, and he had unleashed his flicker ability form to dispatch them quickly. Now, as his anger diminished, he focused on maintaining his calmness as he pressed forward. This felt familiar.

He walked in, and the sound of his footsteps created a steady rhythm, reminiscent of someone moving at a consistent pace. The noise was surprisingly pleasant to the ear, like silver chains swaying, clinking, and crinkling. But that was his blades clicking as he walked. Little did anyone realize that this sound foreshadowed a looming calamity. In stark contrast to the earlier cheerful laughter that followed the murder he had committed, it now felt eerie. Shisui stepped into the main chamber, causing everyone to turn and look at him. He stood as still as a statue, taking in the scene before him, his gaze sweeping over the men without acknowledging them. The leader was to be brought back to Leaf Village.

He thinks of her once more as he extends his arms to be branded again. He feels like a prisoner once more, almost five years apart from her. The agony of being separated from her is worse than any torture he could ever endure. The things he needs to tell her—the decision he must make—weigh heavily on his mind. He should have never gotten involved with her. Yet, he can still vividly recall her taste as they kissed.

He stood at her doorstep, watching her as she worked at the counter. She seemed frozen in time, oblivious to the world around them. Being apart from her caused him almost physical pain. The urge to act was overwhelming—it felt as natural to him as walking. With a single flicker, he pulls her into his arms, holding her tightly after such a long separation.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

He loved the village and everything that the village represented. Or he thought it represented. But the heads who were supposed to lead and protect the innocent used power that was given to them to turn innocent against innocent. And they used two boys to hide behind them and to use them as a weapon in their schemes. Considering what kind of man Danzo was Shisu was not surprised, but Hiruzen's betrayal surprised him, shocked him even. He knew everything and said nothing. Itachi played a God deciding who is to live and who to die, he had no right! If Uchihas were bound to die then all should be no exception. And Shisui fixed that balance by killing the last Uchiha. By killing Sasuke he ended the bloodline of their cursed clan and with it punished the village as well.

He reached with his fingers over at her, thumb caressing her cheekbone. "I can't hide anything before you as well. And I don't have to, you actually listen to what I say. You are not afraid. People don't even want to listen they see what I am and who could blame them. But what you think I do care. I don't want and won't leave this village without you. These shackles don't keep me here you do. Even if my body can't leave, I could still spoil their plans and leave. This remaining eye could be easily taken out. My life easily ended I am a man not an immortal"

He leaned finally in to capture her lips with his own. Kissing Rera is an impulse. It's a split-second decision a decision that his heart made aching to be held in her hands. And it felt as if they kissed before or all this time hanging out was kissing without kissing. Sure a few innocent kisses here and there fell. His mouth is warm against his and he leans in more holding her sides gently as if she is one of the porcelan dolls that will shatter under too much pressure. His chest fills up with warmth. It's gentle and curious - not rough or chaste, but simply gentle. No one has treated him like this. Never has someone treated him with reverence, like he was something worthy. Shisui's one hand now was resting against her neck and the other traveled further up to tangle in her hair. The kiss was over and Shisui sighed with a small noise that can only be described as contentment. Shisui's lips are pinker than usual and just a bit slick. He looked happy and he was.

"The truth is I did almost everything that they say. I did fall into their trap and they dragged me here. I knew it was a trap but more important was to take down Sasuke. The key is not to feel anything. To detach yourself from reality, to kill your own heart and soul. To turn your love to hate passion to indifference and once your loving heart turns to stone you are half ready, and from stone to dust. I had my last meal with my family, it was LAST but I didn't know back then. That dinner was the most precious one, the food was perfect, my father was in a good mood, and my mentor was as well. But my failed plan backfired and I fell first. I lost my eye Danzo took it. I awaited the cold embrace of death, but it never came. I wish that it did. We would not be where we are now…" He sings as she mentions his home and restoration.

He moved away his eye patch, showing a stitched eyelid and a scar going vertically over it. "He dug out my eye, but the scar I made on my own in a fit of madness and anger."

"All I felt was resentment and anger toward Uchiha Itachi. I told him to protect the clan not to butcher them!" He slams his fist on the table clattering all the glasses. He spoke quietly after the fit of rage was over. "Sorry I am sorry"

@kcgarashi

@shisui-uchiha-anon

"A pretty miserable existence if an overly tired teacher is the highlight," Matarera can't help but sigh, rolling her eyes playfully. It’s almost bizarre to hear him talk of the village she cherished in that way, she was sure that at one point he had loved the village too. Perhaps. But perhaps that was too long ago now, somewhat naively she had always believed that not much had changed about Konoha since they parted ways. At least until Shisui came back, shackled and better off dead in the eyes of most of their contemporaries. Then nothing seemed to be normal again. A part of Rera had found it thrilling, another somewhat terrifying. “I don’t think I could hide anything from you if I tried, Shisui,” she remarked, glancing at his eye. Would he be able to tell if she was? Did it matter?

"I loved you too," Rera responded, taking a deep sip of sake. The admission had been easier than she'd expected, but it was true. She had loved the boy she made push her on a swing before she really knew what love was. What the chunin felt now wasn't quite the warm, easy love she'd had with her first real boyfriend, but it made her heart race. Was she in love with him now?

Probably.

But it felt unkind to admit it, what did he have to gain? What did she have to give someone like him? Funny, that was something that would've gone through her head no matter what the situation. "I wouldn't want to be in love with a shadow. Just Shisui Uchiha."

The words feel traitorous in the back of her mind, like she was betraying something important to her. And for a brief moment there's an urge to reach forward and drink every last drop of sake she can to take her mind off of it. But she holds back. For now at least.

The change of subject comes as a relief, not one she expresses too audibly, though she goes for another long sip of sake. Drinking's only ever served to make her bolder, it's never numbed her like she hoped it would. "You tossed everything?" She supposed there'd be no keepsakes there to begin with, it had stayed untouched. Probably full of dust and memories and precious little else.

"If you ever need help, I can do something, I'm sure. I don't really go on missions anymore, haven't since teaching," there's a bitter tinge to her tone for a moment before she grins again. The less she complains about that the better, especially when she begs the Hokage for any kind of mission every time she has time off from teaching. "And if Bikki's at the shop there's no point in the two of us being there, an extra pair of hands would definitely be better."

[hecksee]

im learning i have an intense fondness for historical gays. modern gays are good, but theres just Something about historical queers that hit my brain. bonus points if they're from the 17th-19th century.

[nenoname]

After that close call of Mabel falling into a rift, Dipper struggles with the idea of almost losing his twin. Good thing someone who knows that experience all too well is there for him. (a don't dimension it coda)

wrote a dipper and stan bonding fic that takes place after that mabel comic story

[mrsblackruby]

I would never play pretend with some of y’all on the play ground cuz you’re spoil sports! Who take the game too seriously. It’s like playing cops and robbers with a kid who really thinks their a cop. Anyone aging up a character doesn’t mean They think certain criminal activity is morally okay all of a sudden. Especially when one said character has no canon age! But that’s just my two cents!

I guess I’m the only one who thought the message of the movie was fuck cannon! Let people have a chance to write their own version of a story. And that anarchy rules!

But I hope I’m proven wrong and y’all let me pretend Hobie gets to have a lot of gay seggs

[huntershowl-moving]

verse drop: bnha !!

general info.

name: persephone aisa alias (villain): hellhound allegiance: the unseen (organized crime) quirk: voidsmoke. persephone's hair dissolves into plumes of inky black smoke that she can directly manipulate. the smoke darkens any patch of shadow that it enters, allowing her to obscure her body in dim light and darkness. additionally, as their quirk evolves, they become able to manipulate its solidity, size and shape, which allows her to temporarily create small objects from the smoke (bullets, knives) & spread it outwards to fill an entire space with pitch-darkness. all created objects must eventually return to shadow; she can only make/maintain a few at a time before they start disintegrating. additionally, there is an upper limit to how large of a space she can turn pitch-black. (this limit can be trained, though, as can the amount/size/complexity of existing objects!) additionally, it is much more taxing to create darkness in a brightly-lit area than a dimly-lit one. enhancements: advanced prosthetic arms, upper-body skeletal reinforcement preferred gear: sniper rifle, several knives, brass knuckles, climbing shoes, grappling-hook arm attachment, reinforced clothing

two versions of this verse are described under the cut:

main ( villain, age/timeline-agnostic ) — inside your head the sound of glass.

UA ( student, early seasons ) — snake in the garden.

main ( villain, age/timeline-agnostic ) — inside your head the sound of glass.

the villain HELLHOUND has only been terrorizing the world for one year. for the first several months of that year, they only plagued the U.S. with their murders. japan was unfortunate enough to become their next target one month ago, but even in that short time they have already made quite the stir.

the strange thing about her — well. one of many, lol. — is that not only does she go after civilians and heroes, but other villains as well. it seems hellhound is indiscriminate in the moral alignment of those she eviscerates in the streets. additionally, sources are inconsistent and conflicting about what her quirk actually is. most are in agreement that it has to do with their hair, which melts into shadowy smoke at the ends, but those in the U.S. who endured her presence longer insist that it is some kind of lycanthropic transformation quirk. a beast-form, a giant wolf made of shadow and rage. as time goes on, more and more of japan's populace have begun to subscribe to this belief as well.

this verse can take place after the UA student verse or independent of it, depending on how sad we want to be. if it takes place afterwards, seph was pulled out of japan at some point in the timeline and sent to the US by her employer in THE UNSEEN. she completely vanishes, going zero-contact with everyone (including her brother), and comes back two years later as a villain — a monstrous shell of her former self.

UA ( student, early seasons ) — snake in the garden.

in this verse, persephone is sent by the unseen to infiltrate class 1-A and feed back information about the next wave of pro heroes. she has not yet experienced the events that lead to her becoming hellhound, but regrettably, that doesn't make her THAT much less aggressive. sorry to add to the angy energy bakugou brings to the class, but. whooops.

as a student, persephone is a little punk. she struggles to work with others and reacts to even the smallest provocation with anger. she doesn’t go out of her way to bully anyone, unless they do it to her first, but she is known for being prickly and very solitary. they are incredibly easy to rile and often get into fights. the only person they treat with kindness is their twin brother orion, who is in the support class.

that being said, she is still much easier to get along with — and importantly, quite a bit more trusting — than she is in hellhound verses. there are certainly things she likes, for instance (wild i know): being a delinquent, alternative metal music, raspberry sweets, cool knives!

unlike the other alleged UA mole, persephone's operation as a spy does not directly threaten the other students in any way. the unseen is a criminal organization that operates primarily for profit. its leader ( amari fletch, an ex-pro hero ) is perfectly fine letting the world run the way it runs, so long as the global leaders in their pocket continue to turn a blind eye to their highly illegal operations around the world. if someone goes against them, they are violently made an example of.

all of that being said, persephone is still a trained killer. she slips away from school often, as does orion, without any explanation to where she's gone — occasionally for days at a time. she is always diligent with make-up training and assignments, however, and her grades are solid despite the distractions.

when the war starts, the unseen's allegiance is to no one. (though this is subject to change, of course. an attractive enough offer could sway them.) this allows one of two branches to take place:

either the unseen allies with all for one and sends persephone to work with him & the league,

or they remain neutral and allow her to work with her peers against all for one.

[mastcrmarksman]

@transistorized gets a little dragon age with the most vague of setting

❝ Why is it, every time we have to work together, we end up in the most blight ridden, undead crawling of places? ❞ Oh, he was going to make Tony regret being born today with the level of complaints he had. He was a criminal then a treasure hunter. Yet for some reason, because he shoots better than anyone in all of the Southern and Northern lands, he ended up contracted by whackos trying to save all of Thedas. ❝ You couldn't have taken me somewhere sunny and nice, like a beach? It always has to be the wettest and smellest of marshlands? Is for robbing your coffers? I paid you back... ❞ Three years later... that's besides the point, though he had never apologized but it feels too late for that. You apologize for borrowing your neighbor's cow without permission, not for robbery.

[careol]

carol's best friend besides hotch is rossi. his attitude, his sass, it's on par with her own personality and they just vibe so well. but they definitely get into trouble when they're working together. they're chaos for sure.

[shiigures-a]

PIRATE TASHIGI HEADCANONS and INFORMATION

Not a captain by any means but doesn't join a crew either.

Somewhere down her path, she didn't join the marines and instead wanted to look for swords without being tied down to the navy and it's rules.

Still fights with honor and loves justice. Just not the way the people in the WG define the word.

If she did make a crew, they would be named the MEITO pirates because of her love of swords.

Her bounty would be decent enough but no too high and her method of attacking is swords, speed techniques, and Haki.

On her crew, she would be also be the singer as her voice is really good. She mostly sings about swords, coffee and justice though.

Her appearance would be ridiculous like in the Stampede movie but she also sports many swords upon her back and calls herself the 'sword liberator'.

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IF SOMEHOW SHE JOINED the STRAW HATS HEADCANONS

In all, she would be reluctant to join but would be willing to come into the crew if Smoker or someone else from the navy joined as well.

She would be the crew's appraisal, knowing how much each and every treasure's value they came across and also would know about any swords they so happen to obtain. Tashigi fights with Zoro over who keeps what sword. lol.

Or she could be the crew's singer, since Brook is only the musician, which has a broader range than just singing.

She gets swept up in dumbs things more than Nami and Robin do when things are either relaxed or a certain captain is bored.

Tashigi is on duty to help the devil fruit users if they fall into water. Although, sometimes she herself needs help because of her clumsiness.

She trains with Brook since they both have the same blade techniques. Tashigi gets annoyed at Brook's questions and sometimes can be seen getting a little upset at the skeleton.

The crewmates that Tashigi gets along with the most are Luffy, Nami, Sanji, Chopper, Franky, and Jinbei. She rarely even goes up in the crow's nest because Zoro is usually there. With Robin, Tashigi still has some unsettled feelings about when the woman was part of the Baroque Works.

However, she goes with Zoro to get things for the ship mainly because she knows he gets lost easily and he will actually let her carry bags instead of Sanji who always insists on carrying them for her. Tashigi likes not getting pampered so when gruff Zoro tells her to carry her own damn bags, she's actually happy.

She happily eats cotton candy with Chopper and Tashigi is the only one on the ship that is allowed to drink coffee. She finds out when Luffy accidently gets his hands on one of her cups for the reason why that is.

Tashigi never steps into the kitchen unless it's time to eat or something. Plus, the more she stays away the better for everyone involved, much to Sanji's chagrin.

She takes her baths separately from Nami and Robin, mainly because of her body issues as in it's covered heavily with scars and hates when people stare at them, even if it's just the two girls.

Her bounty poster is the same as above, giving her the nickname, the 'sword liberator'. Zoro teases her about it, giving that one of his names for her still is 'sword nerd'.

She battles opponents that aren't too strong but aren't too weak either. Uses Yamaoroshi more as the sword is more powerful than Shigure but manages to use all three of her swords equally. And her signature move is Senbonzakura, just like in the Pirate Warriors game.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

❝ you're leaving...? ❞

two word sentence starters:

It was far from it that he wanted to leave, but when you can see your innards outside of your body...you know it's over. And it was over he was going to Amaterasu, not for a visit but to stay there. The blade that cut him had no mercy, it got him from the hip up to his collar, gutting him like a fish. Only his stubbornness and sheer will keep him still alive. Just a few more moments to say goodbye to her. He was unable to fight back and his jailor was not present.

What an irony...

the irony of this moment...

His jailor was there to prevent him from starting the fight, but where is he to prevent others from attacking. Old grudge must be paid, and it is paid in blood, it's paid with his life. No one shall cry when the son of darkness was murdered. Some say that his jailor on purpose went missing so that this could be done. No one should cry, but she did holding his head on her lap. Her hands on his pale face felt so warm, her tears wet his face. His limbs are numb, and he wished to touch her one last time. But his limbs would not respond, he could not move. He was only able to breath still and to talk. After coughing out a chunk of blood and thicker things, pale lips got some color.

"It's fine...don't worry. This was bound to happen. My existence is unacceptable. Please go let me die, you don't need to look at this..."

And by that he meant on his mutilated body, exposed organs, sticking out guts, blood pooling around. Still beating heart in his open chest. The cut was made with precision, to make him suffer, to leave vitals working till they run off the blood. A slow agonizing painful death. There is nothing pretty in dying. Those poems describing green lands, and death as falling asleep are all lies. You will die in agony, you will piss your pants...YOU WILL DIE LIKE A DOG!

She knew he was dead, his eye lost its shine of living, and it got muddy like dirty water, it had that white-like fog layer over it. He was gone....

[welcome-to-roomba-fazbender]

🫎

"Stomper Of The Forest Noises"

News Report: Stomper Of The Forest, has been seen staring at an office building.

Will he strike again? And will we be able to stop him before he does?

This man craves violence, so why did police let him free in Aug 10th, 2023? We at the Los Angeles News Network do not know.

There is also a strange rumor going around and we will quote it word for word.

"THAT'S NOT A MAN, WHAT IS WRONG WITH EVERYONE? THAT'S JUST A MOOSE! WHY WAS A WILD ANIMAL PUT IN A HUMAN PRISON? AND WHY DO PEOPLE TREAT IT LIKE A PERSON?"

But no proof of this claim has been provided, and will not be looked into. This has been the Los Angeles News Network have a safe night, and be on the look out for news regarding Stomper Of The Forest, signing off."

[whereconfusionisarhyme]

I’m opening up writing commissions!

If you’re interested, DM me with a description of what you would like me to write, along with the desired word length.

(I’ve been in many, many fandoms. I’m not gonna list them all here, so if you’re not if it’s something I write for, feel free to just DM me and ask.)

Pricing and commission rules under the cut.

Pricing:

0-999 ~ $5

1000-1999 ~ $10

2000-2999 ~ $15

3000-3999 ~ $20

4000-4999 ~ $25

5000-5999 ~ $30

6000+ ~ Tell me, price is negotiable.

All fanworks will be posted publicly. If you would like me to write your own original characters, or to not post it publicly, it is an additional $5 fee.

I do money exchanges through PayPal. Half of the price will be paid upfront, with the other half paid once I give you a finished product.

I do not currently have any hard and fast rules on what I will/will not write. However, I have the right to turn down any prompt I personally feel uncomfortable writing.

All prices already listed are non-negotiable, unless explicitly stated otherwise.

Of course, you may cancel whenever you like. However, once I send you the first draft of the piece, the first half of the payment is officially non-refundable. Once i send you the final draft, the entire price is non-refundable, seeing are regardless of it you want to the product or not, I’ve already done the work of writing and editing it.

I do not ghostwrite. I expect credit for any and all of my work (ie, even though you’re paying me, it is still my work and you cannot pass it off as your own).

That’s all, I hope to write for you! 🤗

[ofthepuzzle]

Cont. [x] // @keithhoward

Were Yuugi and his friends here, they probably would’ve said telling Keith about this was a bad idea. But Atem would still insist that if he were to see him and Yuugi together, that likely would’ve come more of a shock than Atem willingly explaining everything.

And there's a little more to it. Atem has, so to say, hung out with Keith. The one thing that bonds them is animals. And he knows the other isn't, well, bad. Not as bad as his friends may think for example. And Atem believes he deserves at least to be aware of who he's talking with. Even if Atem doesn't seem to be bothered to be referred to as Yuugi. Habits die hard anyway. But that's besides the point.

He gives the other a minute or two to sort of process the said. Atem's expression doesn't change from a neutral, almost deadpan look. But there's a hint of curiosity about what is going on inside Keith's head. And then, he receives a response.

"I see… I may have overloaded you with information." He clears his throat and shifts his gaze to the side like he totally didn't do just that and this totally won't change the way Keith sees him.

[colone1jgr]

[I am nothing in my soul, if not Obsessive]

[ I want to remember when my nightmares were clearer ] [ I want to be there when your hot black rage rips wide open] [I want your touches to scar me so I'll know where you've been ] [I want to know just how much you hate me so l can predict what you'll do ] [I want you to watch when I go down in flames] [| want to watch you lose control]

[……………………and I want and I want and I want and I will always be hungry………………………]

[[....................A depiction of past lives still haunting you, obsession with your worst enemy ,and self made ends via the organized crime syndicate in Berlin ..........]]

[CAARD]

[verses]

[communications by M {29 jahre alt} low/sporatic activity, but you will be given attention //asks are best for interaction]

[spotify]

[pinterest]

[edgydroned]

am i doing too much

[careol]

you'll never make it out of here alive, he said. neither will you, i replied.

© @careol