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DEFIANTFLAMES: multimuse. selective. mutuals only. dynamic & plot driven. crossover / oc / ship friendly. looking to have a good time. low & slow activity. discord friendly. written by: jana (32 / she-they). reader. anxious. writer. loves to ship. hiiii. let's write. c: credit: graphic
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going offline.
baaack to work for me, but i've gathered all the prompts and three (?) thread responses i owe to hopefully work on periodically throughout the week. i'll be lurking on here and discord. :3
VERSE VARIANTS: VAMPRYE
In Let Me Sing You a Storm, this verse contains a variant where Sasuke is turned into a vampyre. He was turned during the last year he worked with 4Sound by Orochimaru himself.
As the one who turned him, Orochimaru did have a lot of influence over Sasuke. He became Sasuke's only source of information regarding his new status as a vampyre, plus he was Sasuke's access to resources that helped him handle the changes. In exchange he was put under many rounds of experimentation. By the time of Orochimaru's death he was struggling to exert his control over Sasuke. That's why that show was going to be the last for the band, in order to step back from the scene and reign Sasuke back in. Only Sasuke ensured that would never be the case by killing the man in cold blood.
Sasuke does not go to prison. The evidence gathered against Orochimaru is enough to grant him a pardon against the any sentence. What happens instead is he disappears to try and figure out what the fuck Orochimaru did to him and how to survive it. He goes on the hunt to try and finds other like him. After five years he feels stable enough to step in the light and take back the career that was stolen from him.
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Under the Ink Stains verse Sasuke is turned into a vampyre in the same manner as above. Here though he escapes from going to prison after killing Orochimaru, and is on the run from not only law enforcement but other organizations. Within this verse he does have a better handle of his new nature, but in order to protect himself he never stays in one place for long. It's a few years at most before he's up and packing, always on the run from those trying to hunt him down. He does pick up tattooing after some time. Most of the jobs he holds are easy enough to leave, he does enjoy working the night shift. Coffee shop vamprye barista anyone?
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what made u guys pick ur url's !
In all modern verses, during the month of August, Sasuke leaves to Japan (if he's not living there) to visit his family. He stays for almost the entire month.
He spends the time visiting their graves. Everyday he brings his mother fresh flowers and a sweet treat, his brother gets a sweet too, and for his dad he'll read him the paper.
Breathing is so difficult to comprehend When the air I breathe is taken from me It's my fault that you're gone I've been digging in the dirt Finding every way to hurt There's no light, it's just dark Feel my body growing numb Watch me as I come undone Is there relief in the misery?
I'm kind of vibing with this being the sound of Sasuke's voice when he sings. 🤔
Ino can acknowledge she's got a bit of a temper. It's a small one, in her opinion, but it does exist and it does flare from time to time and get the best of her. This was one of those times. It really wasn't in her best interest to get into a spat with the person that she hired to help her with a rather large delivery of flowers, and the result was her watching them storm off to leave her to handle it on her lonesome. All because of her big mouth. Nice one, Ino. Granted, she was upset for a good reason, they were crushing the flower arrangements that she had spent many hours meticulously preparing, but all that effort was going to be for naught anyways if she didn't find a way to get these all into the cart and on their way soon here. Internally, she knew there was no way she could get these all in there on her own, take them all the way to the event venue, and unload them but what else was she supposed to do? Sighing, the Yamanaka began to attempt to very carefully yet quickly stack in arrangements in her arms when she looked up and locked eyes with the Uchiha, who had seemed to have taken notice of her ridiculous attempt enough to stop in his tracks. She stared at him for a moment before an idea popped in her head and a nervous laugh escaped her lips. Well, here goes nothing. "...Any chance you've got an afternoon to spare? I can return the favor at some point, ha."
Normally his route from the food market to his temporary residence is quiet at this time of day. A major reason why he continues to use this path, instead of the faster one. Less people to deal with, and when they do crop up it's better to deal with one stare than several. Most residents here won't hold his stare longer than several seconds. The issue isn't he cares, they can stare all they fucking want. There's no regret for the decisions he made. What he doesn't want to be dealing with is stupid shit, like someone trying to 'confront' him. It turns into a whole fucking headache when they go trying to report him when he puts them on their ass. Fuck them.
Today he went to the market with the same expectation of silence and peace, only to be disappointed by the commotion taking place in front of the flower shop. Catching the end of the brewing situation, Sasuke watched Ino's assistant storm off, leaving the kunoichi to handle the large order of flowers on her own. Before he could move, their eyes locked.
Before she even finishes his nose wrinkles without his permission. His displeasure already surfacing to the top. Everything is pointing at him to say no and get himself home. It's not worth dealing with more people and spending more time under the sun. The sun been especially warm these last few days. However, her promise of a favor returned sparks his curiosity. Kakashi informed him the council been concerned about his lack of effort in establishing roots in Konoha. Last thing he wants them to do is push, right now they're just nudging. Hm.
"What kind of favor?" He prompts while setting his hand on his hip.
@murasakiirohana / liked an inbox call :3
Once Katsuki's words land, it's like a switch is flipped. Izuku clicks his tongue, disappointed with Katsuki's choice of the easy way. "Don't be a smartass."
It's one thing to take the opportunity and say nothing—and that's a possibility Izuku was prepared for all along, with that part of him that would always whisper into his ear when they were both younger—and it's another to try and flip his kindness on him.
"Well," Izuku lets his arms fall to his sides and pushes himself up and away from the windowsill, ready to finish this conversation. Although Bakugou hasn't given him a proper answer, what he did say made Izuku's insides roll. Everything be damned if he is going to leave this day painted as an idiot. "I didn't want to let prejudice control me, but it looks like I shouldn't have done this."
Just like that, Izuku knows what match to light to set off his own fuse. Whirling in his chair, he pins them with a dark glare.
"Don't you fucking come here demanding an answer when you got one foot out the fucking door." Shoving the chair back as he stands, and fully faces him.
Crimson eyes are fired up with frustration, his hands ball up to his fist at his sides. Silence isn't going to do shit between them, especially when he's fucking compromised. In love with a fucking villain of all people. Shaking his head, Katsuki tries to think through the haze of anger. If anything is going to come out of his confrontation, he needs to get a fucking grip of himself.
"Tell me then, what is saying nothing going to do for us?" He grits out while inhaling through his nose to walk himself off the edge of anger.
I'm making an adjustment to Sasuke's Ink Stains verse, we're removing his cat Baka and bringing in Taiyo from his musician verse.
I just love the idea of him with a goldendoodle, this golden ball of sunshine who is basically named sun.
I just laugh at the picture of Sasuke at the dog park, chilling on a park bench dressed in his usual. All black clothes, scowl on his face, sunglasses over his face, and his dog is the goofiest, most friendly golden fluff there.
Amaya just watching after her sister, chill and regal. According google her name means night rain, which is why she's calm and soothing.
as my final act of love, I will swallow every "please stay" and turn it into silence so you don't feel trapped by my ache
i'm okay with:
starting over - are you a little overwhelmed with where our thread is going? let me know, and i'd be happy to start a new one with you!
pausing - if you're feeling one thread more than another we have going on, that's perfectly fine! you're welcome to let me know if you'd like, but it's not a necessity.
multiples - if we have a ship that you love and you have many ideas for them, always feel welcome to throw them at me no matter what! while it may affect my reply speed due to having more, it doesn't affect my interest at all!
regrouping - maybe we initially had an idea that didn't pan out but you don't know how to say it? just shoot me a message and let me know you'd like to plot further/something else.
anything else - have we not talked and you want to? shoot me a message! send in a meme if you don't know where to start! ask for my discord! i may not initiate too often myself, but i love being able to love our threads together!
sasuke mood after what i just sent: don't call me a "miss", or a "ma'am", just "slut"
which actually, he doesn't mind being called a slut, whore, or any other name. he just doesn't seem to give any vibes like don't call me that, honestly if you put possessive claim to them you then that's gunna heighten the experience. as always the condition for that is that he has to like you. if it's just a one night / fling then that might piss him off actually. he's not yours.
im back, as i was making brunch i was thinking about sasuke's food preferences. he enjoys spice with his foods. as an uchiha, if there wasn't one spicy dish for dinner, you'd get disowned. he also enjoys sour and tart flavors as well.
he also doesn't enjoy sweets very much. i was thinking about this earlier this week. this is more directed at very sweet items like candy, pre-packaged cookies and such. baked goods, if the sweetness is on the mild side like zucchini bread are okay. you won't see him reaching for a cookie or a cupcake. smoothies and fruits are okay, he does love a good bowl of cherries.
when he was kid and get all the sweets and chocolate from school, he'd give ALL of it away to Itachi and his mom who both had major sweet tooths.
one of his favorite dishes is a good ol' lox bagel. he loves having it on a nice sunday morning. -w-
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goood morning ✨
gunna get ready for the day and then come on here and try send out the asks I owe. 🙂↕️ that’s my first priority ( gunna try to make it lmao if I don’t get distracted).
oh! btw i updated my muse list! naruto is active again, i do prefer some plotting with him but im okay winging things for a bit if the muses are new to interacting. ive removed dimitri. and yep. that’s it for updates.
i gave naruto a modern au too! just a very basic actor au for now bc he loves his attention. :P
practically the 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 the lights die down , a 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 in eren’s brain , firing signals that urge all of the 𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 , 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 to settle . 𝕭𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝕰𝐘𝐄𝐒 widen , and long , dark lashes flutter like raven’s wings as eren processes the shift in 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 , the persisting noise of ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜs ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀɴᴛs battling against the 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗟𝗬 𝗚𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗠 of the atmosphere . as eren’s fried nervous system attempts to regulate itself , they watch sasuke move about the room with calm but purposeful energy , and it 𝚍𝚊𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 that he’s doing all of this ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ sᴀᴋᴇ .
[ well , 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙽’𝚃 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴 .ᐣ eren knows he’s not the 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 when he’s on the edge of a 𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖙𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 . ]
with ʜᴀʟғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇɴsᴏʀʏ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀs neutralized , eren becomes 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 to heed sasuke’s advice , and tries to steady their ragged breathing , 𝕮𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝖀𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝕿𝐄𝐍 and back down to one in their head . jade flames are smothered by ᴅᴇʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ʟɪᴅs as eren closes his eyes , and at last , with a 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 , 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡 , he leans back against the 𝙼𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆𝚂 lining the headboard of the hospital bed , silken dark hair pooling like ink against 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 linens .
❛❛ i don’t 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 , ❜❜ eren stubbornly insists , though his tone reflects its characteristic ʟᴏᴡ ʀᴀsᴘ , far calmer than the 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐭 through clenched teeth from before . ❛❛ it’s 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 . once they patched me up , i could’ve 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 , but now they’re acting like i’m 𝙶𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙰 𝙳𝙸𝙴 because of a broken bone . ❜❜ a scoff , almost as if eren is offended by the ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ғʀᴀɢɪʟɪᴛʏ . ❛❛ if 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 was gonna be the thing to kill me , i’d have been 𝕸𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝕱𝐎𝐎𝐃 a long 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐨 . ❜❜
eren continues their sulking , toned arms 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 over their chest . sᴀsᴜᴋᴇ ɪs ʀɪɢʜᴛ , he needs to 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 , but he’ll 𝗥𝗨𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘 before admitting that , even 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 his fucked – up foot . still , when sasuke comes nearer and offers eren his headphones : a clear , irrefutable gesture of care and concern [ ᴘᴀɪʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛ , ɴᴏ ʟᴇss ] , eren feels 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 , and figures his ears must be turning pink . 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺 𝙶𝙾𝙳 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙸𝚁 𝙸𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽 .
❛❛ i’m not a ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴅʟᴇʀ , ❜❜ they mutter through an 𝖎𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖕𝖔𝖚𝖙 , accepting the headphones with a roll of their eyes . ❛❛ i 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘 about handling 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐏𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 . that’s how we got into this shit . ❜❜
despite his maundering , eren flicks his hair back and puts the headset on . there’s 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 , but even so , the room instantly becomes quieter ; monotonous beeping and 𝐭𝐨𝐨 – 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 dull significantly , rendering eren ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʜɪs ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs . but the 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 are far from relaxing ━━━━ especially when he glances toward the door and sees sasuke there , intervening so that eren can avoid 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 once again . it’s [ . . . ] thoughtful . it makes eren feel 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌 at his core . 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 .
eren slides the headphones down just as sasuke returns , bearing 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 , but cushioning the blow with a ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ to staying here and 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝚃 . eren blinks slowly , head tilting in a manner 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞 .
❛❛ you [ . . . ] want to 𝕿𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝕮𝐀𝐑𝐄 of me .ᐣ ❜❜
it’s a ᴄʟᴀʀɪғʏɪɴɢ ϙᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ , but with a deeper inquiry strung amid its words , one not even eren is 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚝 of . [ 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗗𝗢𝗡’𝗧 𝗦𝗘𝗘 𝗠𝗘 𝗔𝗦 𝗔 𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗡 .ᐣ ]
❛❛ look ━━━━ i’m sure they’ll ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴄʀᴜᴛᴄʜ or something once they 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝙼𝙴 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴 this place , ❜❜ says eren , voice leaving him with a sort of shy softness that 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 , deep down . ❛❛ [ . . . ] and 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗡 is nothing i can’t handle . 𝚒’𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 . you’ve got 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 then babysit me , i’m sure . ❜❜
Sasuke blinks, struck by the question. On the surface it's simple and straightforward enough, but even he can sense an undercurrent to it. Though he doesn't know Eren well enough to know what that exactly is. It's a layer he's not privy to. Lacing his fingers together in front of him, he mulls over his own pending answer. Does he want to take care of him? The way the question sits on his mind is more unsettling than he likes. It's trying to poke at nest of snakes, and he wants those snakes left alone.
His gaze shifts from his hands back to Eren, their head tilt reminding him oddly of his dog. The way she'll tilts her head in that cute curious manner when he speaks her favorite words. Fuck, he must be tired to be having weird ass thoughts like those. Bringing his hand to his face, he rubs his eyes to refocus.
"I hate hospitals, so there's your reason if you need one," he mutters, finally shrugging off the weird weight of the earlier question. "And you don't seem keen on being here." It's in this kind of sterile room he got the worst news of his life. The walls of this place carry too many keys for memories he wants locked away.
Plus if he can help them out like they've done to him, then they'll be even. Propping his chin on his palm, his attention drifts to the beeping machines to give himself something else to focus on. A tease dances on the tip of his tongue, only to be burned by a swell of annoyance.
Irritation sparks within dark eyes, ignited by Eren’s defensive remarks. He gets up from his seat and closes the distance between them with two confident strides. Sasuke's knees hit the edge of the bed as he stares down at them. Crossing his arms over his chest, he frowns at how he almost lingers a little too long on their face. His fingers itch to draw them, to capture the soft sweep of their bangs, the rare color of their eyes, and the sharp line of their jaw. He digs his nails into his arm to cut that shit out. He almost forgot the points to be made.
"First, don't tell me what to do with my time," he begins, voice low and even. "Second, I don't do shit I don't want to. If I say I want to take care of you, then I want to take fucking care of you. Unless you don't want me to, then be straight with me about it." Dropping back into his seat, he leans sideway on it to hide his own pout.
"Or…if there's someone else you want to stay with I'll take you to them." The thought coming to him suddenly. As long as they're cared that's all that matters. It's their comfort that takes priority right now, not the stupid little twinge in his chest.
"When that doctor comes in, I'm going to ask her if we can adjust the setting of these machines. To see if they'll make you less annoying, and if the volume settings can be lowered or some shit."
