#just alot of them

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

multishipping

[yrsonpurpose]

Taylor Zakhar Perez from Book to Screen I would say this is a really pivotal moment for Alex and Henry

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

They both lost their team and their teacher....

[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

[mainyqn]

"Get back on stage, Siffrin. You have a country to save."

Based off one of the scene from the OP of the "madoka magica rebellion" movie!! (Plus some more random doodles below)

IN STARS AND TIME FANART BECAUSE I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS GAME!!!! Also all of these will be really old, i just got around to posting them now tho

Minor Spoilers (for the incident) below!!

[izzypaw]

flutters

[maalidoesart]

a moment of peace

[mayhasopinions]

i was in a broppy mood

[tanky-baby]

Angel, a former fanfic enthusiast, explains the omegaverse to the pack, much to everyone's mixed dismay and intrest.

Samuel Collins, pretending to be shocked like everyone else, as if he wasn't a fucking nerd in his college days as well.

[moldspicy]

~☕🌸

[soothedcerberus]

Still working on these Pokémon requests-but i don’t know when I’ll have them all posted :’]

[masonjarart]

Also my god Ramon is so much like q!fit so many of his actions from the stream today it's just so apparent how much the kid looks up to him and has been learning from him from him having that broom out sweeping showing the fed oh I'm not a threat I'm just the janitors kid just cleaning up but still positioning himself in front of sunny just quietly protecting his siblings never letting his eyes off of them keeping them in earshot when they went in for questioning only giving the feds a straight answer for the question he knew they already know (or at least thought they knew lol feds aren't keeping up with their residents love lives ig) but not out right threatening them just trying to stay under the radar (though it didn't really work but he tried okay) feds tell him to fight Tallulah he fights Tallulah anything to survive bc that's what his family does

[ganondoodle]

more rough concepts for the beast ganondorf phase of the end fight (i wont repeat the details for the cutescene and rest of the end again, i will leave that on the previous post)

(totk rewritten project)

[carrioncider]

bastard's box more like bastard's Ball

[natsmagi]

i loev women

[kurooscopy]

kuroo tetsurou - not a mama's boy, not a daddy's boy, but a third, secret thing (a grandma's boy)

he's 8 years old, just moved to tokyo. his dad is at work, and his mother is... he doesn't know where she is, really. wherever she is, his sister is too, and the house is quiet and lonely.

tetsu-kun, his grandmother calls through the empty house, and he follows her voice to the kitchen.

she peers down at him with kind eyes when he rounds the bench. she doesn't have to look far - even at his young age, he's nearly as tall as her. although, her short stature didn't make that much of an achievement.

she holds something silvery in her hands which she shows to him.

mackerel.

kuroo sits on the bench by the stove, watching as she grills it with practised skill. he's focused, intent on not missing a single step. so you can make it for yourself one day, his grandma tells him. she makes it look so easy.

the two of them sit by the window to eat, watching the odd person walk down their street. there's a slight chill to the house, courtesy of the crack under the new front door that lets in a small draught. his dad keeps promising to fix it sometime soon.

but the fish is warm, and pleasantly salty on his tongue; and his grandma sits beside him, letting him nestle into her side like he did when he was really young.

she presses a smacking kiss to his cheek that rings in his ears, and though he grumbles and wipes away the moisture it leaves behind, small chuckles escape them both that float away on the cool air.

and just like that, the house is no longer quiet, nor lonely.