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Being reborn with her memories intact was pretty great. Being reborn into a world plagued by war was a little less great.
Being reborn literally decades before canon events fucking sucked.
Senju Tsunade wants what she was previously denied: a long, peaceful life, a family that loves her and a job that brings her purpose. Instead she gets life as a career killer, a family destined to die before she reaches adulthood and no job prospects that wouldn't include murder.
Awesome.
This story was tailored to create a believable romance for Orochimaru that neither redeems him nor portrays him as a toxic, possessive, obsessive monster. The first part of the story will focus on Tsunade to show how she becomes the sort of person that could have a relatively healthy relationship with someone like him.
The fic is COMPLETE.
UPDATE July 2025: I'm working on a podfic! You can find it here
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- Part 1 of The Thousand-Armed Goddess of Mercy
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03 Jul 2026
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It doesn't take long for Neil to join him on the roof, his face lighting up when he sees him. Neil settles next to him, close enough that Andrew can feel his body heat without touching. Neil's wearing the hoodie he pilfered from Andrew's closet a few months ago; he feels his eyes catch on it a little too long. He forces his eyes away, but he leans closer until their shoulders brush. Neil takes it for the invitation it is, leaning most of his weight into Andrew's side.
"So, what is this?" He pulls the dog clicker from his pocket, still in its plastic packaging.
Andrew's hand ghosts over Neil's covered hip, fiddling with the waistband of his egregious shorts. "Don't ask questions with obvious answers," he retorts.
He slips his hand beneath fabric to reach bare skin, grounding himself with the familiar raised skin. "I want to-" The words get stuck in his throat.
Aggravated with himself, Andrew squeezes Neil's hip hard enough to hurt, but Neil only blinks slowly at him, not a hint of expectation on his face. "I would like to be louder. With you," Andrew forces out spitefully.
"Oh," Neil says surprised, "Like when we-?"
"When we fuck," Andrew says shortly.
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i told you when i came i was a stranger by Caramelized
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
27 Nov 2021
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A modern OC arrives in Yiling before the start of the Sunshot Campaign. She has no friends, no money, and no cultivation. She knows what's coming, but what could she possibly do about it?
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“Well…” I looked down at my fingernails and tried not to squirm. “If there were a way to separate Wei Wuxian from Madam Yu without ruining his relationship with his siblings, I’d encourage it. Like, as an example, marriage.”Xichen blinked. “To you?”
“No. Absolutely not. What even—?” The thought was so abhorrent I couldn’t hold it in my head. My brain spat it right back out. “To your brother.”
Xichen blinked. Again. “To Wangji?”
“Obviously?”
“This is a concern of yours?”
“I realize it’s not my business at all,” I admitted. “But you asked.”
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"Dragon!" A voice bellowed to the trees. Neil's head shot up against his will.
There was only one dragon who claimed territory close to the Kingdom of Baltimore. The Monster was reclusive, but brutal when seen by human settlements. There had been rumors of the common people performing sacrifices, choosing a young virgin maiden in some misguided attempt to win his favor. Neil, unfortunately, fit the bill.
"We have brought a treasure for your hoard! Or perhaps a meal for your stomach!"
Neil wanted to hiss at the loud mouthed asshole to shut up, but he was too busy trying to struggle out of his binds.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood straight; it happened so abruptly Neil froze unwillingly. No one else seemed to have realized, and a quick look didn't reveal the hulking form of a bloodthirsty dragon. Neil trusted his instincts more than his sight. His wrists were starting to bleed now; he could only hope the added slickness would allow him to slip the rope.
He strained his ears for the sound of wing beats, grounded his feet in an attempt to feel for the vibrations of a heavy tread. There was nothing. Nothing. He couldn't even hear the sounds of the birds in the trees.
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27 Mar 2026
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DRAGON!! RAH! DRAGONDREW!! *Rips my shirt open* RAHHHHH!!!!
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The first time Nicky screams bloody murder he rushes to his side, only to find that he’d walked into a cobweb and freaked out. The others check in too, but by the fourth one even Andrew is debating ignoring it. It changes when Nicky doesn’t scream. Andrew catches a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, significantly paler and completely frozen as he stares down a long hallway.
“Andrew,” he whispers, “I saw someone.” Andrew doesn’t bother hiding his eye roll.
“No,” Nicky says, still only moving enough to breathe, “I saw someone.”
“Even if you did, it’s probably just a junkie,” Andrew replies.
He walks down the hallway without fear, Nicky huddling as close as possible without touching. Once they’ve (read: Andrew) checked every room and found nothing, Nicky breathes a sigh of relief, “Thank god, I really don’t actually want to find a ghost.”
Andrew says nothing, letting Nicky walk in front as they move towards a new section.
He doesn't feel it grab his ankle.
Bookmarked by ItsCeorl
27 Mar 2026
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Another andreil tentacle smut has hit the towers (god bless)