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Spellwork (NaruSasu)
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They hear a knock at the door, and then their eldest child walks into Sasuke's office.
Erma, closes the door, walking over to her parents, the teen gazes upon them. "What are you doing?" Her youngest siblings were asleep, and she just returned home from a party, which left her in tears from how boring it was.
"You know what a spell looks like." Sasuke replies. He sits cross legged on the floor, a book held in his hands.
"Yeah, but why does it involve a naked Father?" She points to Naruto, naked, and laying over a freshly drawn incantation circle. Lit candles are at five points around him. He tried to wave at her when she walked in but each of his limbs were tied down.
"Your Father has an endless source of demonic energy, and he's a good conduit for what I'm trying to summon." He grabs a candle, lifting it up, and pours hot wax into a pattern over Naruto's stomach while whispering a chant.
She walks over, and sits down next to her Mother. When he puts the candle down, she notices her Father barely twitched. "Father, are you alright?"
He has a pleasure filled look on his face, but he nods. She notices her Father's erection. "Are you doing a sex spell?" She hisses to her Mother.
"They are often the most powerful." Sasuke drawls, before smiling at Naruto.
Naruto makes a kiss motion at Sasuke.
She stands up, now knowing where this is going. "I hope whatever it is you're summoning is worth all this theatrics just for sex." She begins to walk toward the door.
Halfway there, "After 18 centuries together, it usually is."
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I currently have 17 beautiful kudos and 2 bookmarks on my new fics
Festivities
Sasuke prepares to run the kissing booth at his son's school. Naruto feels like he's missing something.
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i have reread your naruto fics multiple times!! the way you write them just hits it right where i love it and i cant get enough of them tbh 🥰💕 sometimes i also go through your bookmarks for recs
Omg, awww! I love that you go through my bookmarks as well! I keep them public for you guy because i love going through my fav author bookmarks as well. You're the best for telling me all of this!
I love you anon <3
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Was it More than a Chance (TengenXZenitsu)
Completed 5/5
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"Well well." A voice that seemed to live to make his life a living hell. "Isn't it my favorite girl?"
Zenitsu was sitting in the backyard on a lounge chair with his God son, Hori, Tanjirou's son, on his lap. They were celebrating nothing, and were just getting together for the heck of it.
Zenitsu chose to wear black high waisted wide legged pants with a yellow off the shoulder top to go with it. He worked hard on his hair this morning to make sure his ponytail wouldn't fall out, no matter how much his friend's children pulled.
Hori was reaching out for the man speaking to them, but he wasn't going to pass him over to this heathen.
"For a man who's been divorced three times, I don't think you have a favorite." Remarked Zenitsu.
"You've always been my favorite, even if you dress in the least flashy way I've ever seen."
Zenitsu's eyes narrowed to his left. Tengen Uzui was crouched down next to them with his usual asshole smirk on his face. Zenitsu always found it hard to believe he was best friend's with Tanjiro's husband Kyoujuro.
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#sheep33hallow#fanfiction#tengen x zenitsu#tengen uzui#zenitsu agatsuma#demon slayer fanfiction#demon slayer fanfic#demon slayer
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What is Love? (BAKUDEKU)
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Summary: While sitting on the floor with his second born child, Izuku feels nothing for her. He doesn't know what to do with these feelings, but the tribes ritual is coming up. He doesn't know if he is strong to ask for his heart's desire.
Wrote this years ago. This fic caused one of my most wild comment section.
#bakudeku#sheep33hallow#fanfiction#mha#bakugou x deku#bakugou katsuki#izuku midoriya#boku no hero fanfiction
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Dance Dance (NaruSasu update)
Summary: He was coming down from his rage. He honestly didn't know who the man in front of him was, just needed a target for today's outlet of his reckless anger. He was furious, and the trigger for it was upstairs doing homework with their child.
Tags: non-traditional abo, omega!Sasuke, Alpha!Naruto, unhealthy couple dynamics, minor violence.
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SlapStick Skeleton (Wincest)
Dean's cheek, pressed into the cold wall. A corner of the hallway he walked past before Sam redirected him, face first into it.
Sammy.
Sam.
His little brother was working the front of his belt open. He chose to stay silent. The only sounds he could hear was his brother's ragged breath behind him.
The children were close by. Allie in her room. Nicolas in the kitchen.
He could forget parenthood for a moment.
"Dean." His brother groaned behind him. The belt unlooped. The zipper sliding all the way down, Sam cupping his cock, still clothed, to rest on top of the opening of his jeans. Sam massaged him.
That fucker.
Sam's other hand slid against his mouth. Dean opened wide, tasting the salt of sweat. Sam was outside in the yard, playing soccer with Nicolas. He was napping, and woke up to go fix lunch before he became trapped.
So he tasted. Sam pressing his fingers along his tongue. Drool collecting in his mouth. He tried his best to swallow. His finger scraped the top of his mouth, causing him to cough, which made his cock jump.
"That's it." Sam said. Keeping mouth away from Dean. Dean likes the feeling of his breath tickling his ear. Telling him what a good brother he was.
The hands would make due.
Sam still hadn't made skin contact. His balls continued to be fondled with. Growing taunt with need. The texture of his boxer, a size too small as Sam's requested, was teasing him as much as his brother was.
Dean coughed once more. Sam pressed his thumb on the outside of the cheek, to his middle finger on the inside of Dean's mouth, and pinched.
Dean hears the steps begin to creek behind them.
"Nicolas, can you go start the laundry, and feed the fish?" Sam called out.
The steps receded. "Yeah, Dad."
"Shhh." Sam whispered. "You're starting to make a mess of your shirt, and I'm seeing a wet spot on the floor."
Dean couldn't look down to check if it was true. Sam had him trained to not look elsewhere whenever they engaged. His eyes were closed, lids pressed to a wall.
A wall that needed to be repainted, honestly. The years of abuse this home had from sheltering his family was starting to show.
"Do you want to lick it up?" Sam pinched harder. "You hate when the kids make messes. Be an example." He cooed. The smile is evident in his tone.
Dean shook his head. His cheek was being pulled to the side. Sam came closer. Mouth to ear, on the opposite side of his hand abusing him. "Then how are we going to clean this up?"
Dean shrugged.
Sam laughed.
"We're Winchesters." He said. Removing his hand from his brother's mouth. Sam's wet hand moved behind him. Over his ass, between his asscheeks, and pressing into the rim. "Let's make a mess worth sweeping under the rug."
It was through the humming of the washing machine starting up, that Dean remembered all the other rugs covering their messes were in the laundry room.
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I've never gotten fanart of one of my stories before.
That's a goal baby!
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Hi! I keep rereading your Clark Zeus story and wondered if you had plans for further world development? No pressure, I just admire the creativity and look forward to any further additions you may have :)
Thank you! 💕
You are so damn sweet!!!! ❤️
And so far, I don't have any plans to continue the story. It was really fun to write, but if you have any questions about the AU in general I'll gladly answer those. 🙂
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Hiii I was wondering if you had any future ideas for Hera Bruce and Zeus Clark?? I really love that AU!
No pressure! Just wanted to check in and I hope all is well with you ☺️💕💕💕💕
Hello! Thank you for loving that AU. I do have more ideas for this AU, I'm just slow with updates because I've been debating different ideas or busy with irl.
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Decisions and Destinations(SukuIta) 1/7
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse, side GetoGojo, mpreg, ince*t, Alpha!Sukuna, Omega!Itadori
Pairings: SukunaXYuuji
AO3
Rating: M
Summary: It was only Sukuna and Itadori out there alone with the zombies, so when their rut and heat linked up, they only had each other to satisfy it. Now with a baby on the way, they're trying to figure out the next step in their relationship.
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It’s a zombie apocalypse.
He was an omega.
Sukuna was an Alpha.
Brother or not, it was only them for the past two years.
It was bound to happen.
The infant strapped to his chest was proof.
Before he gave birth two months ago, a guy named Satoru found them rummaging through a gas station.
Four months ago:
“I’ve been watching you.” The first words he said to them with a smile. Shades covering his eyes. His lanky body leaning against the door frame as he spoke to the brothers.
“And what do you want?” Asked Sukuna, pushing Yuuji behind him.
“To give you a home.”
They were skeptical.
They were tired.
Another omega came out, Suguru, he explained that they had a truck ready to take them to their compound. They had free will to leave if anything wasn’t up to par with them, but they were very selective about who they let into their piece of paradise among the destruction of the world. He was a doula, having twins of his own, he could tell Sukuna and Yuuji needed help.
Sukuna rubbed Yuuji’s stomach. “We can leave at any time?”
“Of course.”
Satoru lifted his hand, holding two blindfolds.
“What’s that?” Asked Yuuji.
Satoru chuckled. Suguru elbowed him. “Uh– until we fully trust you, we can’t let you know the location yet.”
“I don’t know.” Yuuji whined. He looked at Sukuna with confused eyes.
“Can you give us some time?”
Suguru paused, looking behind him to the abandoned streets, untrimmed grass, and debri. “An hour.” Then he grabbed Satoru’s arm, pulling him outside. There was no entrance door to slam shut as the two walked out. Sukuna grasped Yuuji’s hand, pulling him into the back of the store. Mold sat in the corner, along with a gaping hole in the roof of the breakroom.
Sukuna didn’t want Yuuji to sit on the furniture. He wanted better for his brother. Luckily, there was a folded chair in the corner, looking like it was untouched from time. “Hold on.” He grabbed it from the corner, and placed it in the bathroom, where less water damage had occurred. Yuuji held onto Sukuna’s shoulders as he sat down.
“Thank you.” Yuuji sighed. He releases a deep exhale.
“What’s wrong?”
Yuuji bent his head backwards. “My nest.”
“We can build a new one, and you might be able to keep it longer than three months.”
“But I just got it right for the baby. I was ready.”
“Be ready somewhere else.” Sukuna says with no remorse.
“You don’t understand, Aniki.” He continues to whine.
Sukuna bit the inside of his lip. WIth a deep sigh, he kneels down next to Yuuji. “Hey.” His right hand massages Yuuji’s lower back.
A sad hum is his reply.
“This is my kid too, right?”
He nods.
“And, ya know, this could be your chance to find a new Alpha.” Sukuna lets out a small chuckle. “Ya know, one that wasn’t just there by circumstance, and you know with the way I look, I doubt anyone will look at me if we go to that compound, but knowing that you and our child are safe. I want that more than anything, Ita.”
Yuuji doesn’t respond.
“Yuuji?”
“I wish I didn’t waddle when I walked, right now.”
Sukuna scrunches his face in confusion. “I think you have a cute waddle.”
“That’s not what I want to hear.” Yuuji runs a hand through his uneven hair. “Let’s go.”
“What about your nest?”
“I need to let it go.” He holds his arms out for Sukuna, who stands up to help Yuuji. “Guess this is a new beginning for us.” He says when his legs are straight. Sukuna wraps his arms around him as far as they can go with the belly between them. He kisses his baby brother’s forehead.
“I’ll protect you, like I always have.”
After that they go to the compound blindfolded. THe place is massive. The walls that protect the place are massive, and sturdy. The buildings reminded him of Japan during the 1800’s, but the people wore fashion from different decades.
Sukuna and he are set up at a home upstairs from an elderly couple. Two bedrooms.
Sukuna doesn’t know how to feel when Yuuji immediately goes into a room by himself, and slams the door shut. They’ve always slept together since they lost their parents and were separated from their friends. He was close to his brother before the apocalypse began, yet, these last two years have brought them to places they never thought before.
He never thought anyone would be good enough for his brother. Now his child was involved.
His shoulders slumped.
When Yuuji finally mated with someone, he knew it was going to hurt.
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Yuuji is eight months pregnant, they’ve been there for a week, and Yuuji has been spending a lot of his time with Suguru. Satoru and he live in a four bedroom home, with their twins along the border of the wall. They have a large garden that the people have access to. Money holds no value. It’s all bartering.
Sukuna works on building an elementary school in exchange for someone building a crib, changing table and sewing a couple of cloth diapers for their baby.
Sukuna comes home, sweaty, looking around their home for his brother, who once again isn’t there to meet him. He seems to come home when Sukuna is sleeping, and eats breakfast with him until Sukuna leaves to do more construction.
He can’t do this anymore.
He showers first, getting all of the grime off along with needing to calm down. He’s still new to the area, and an Alpha at that. He can’t cause a ruckus looking for his brother while scaring the children or other omegas in the area.
He keeps his emotions in check.
On the walk to Suguru’s place, he waves at people. The sun has set, people are on their porches talking, exchanging stories and practicing their hobbies in the street. It’s peaceful.
He knocks on the front door. Stuffing his hands in his pockets as he waits. It isn’t too long before the bright blue eyes of Satoru’s meet Sukuna’s upon opening the door.
A wide smile. “Finally showed up.”
Sukuna resists the urge to growl. Inside his pockets, he digs his nails into his thighs. “Is Yuuji here?”
“He is.” He says while showing no sign of letting Sukuna in.
“May I see him?”
Satoru fake gasp. “Have you been missing your omega?”
HIs eyes widen in frustration, only saved when a dark haired boy walks up to punch Satoru in the side. “Gumi.” He groans.
The teen’s stoic faces give nothing away. “He is on the side of the house, in the garden with Suguru.”
With a two finger salute of thanks, he walks off the porch, and around to the back.
He spots Suguru, with one of his daughter’s in his lap on a blanket, and his brother asleep next to him. A lit lantern hangs above them, while his daughter reads aloud, stumbling over a few words as Suguru gently corrects her.
“I see you’ve finally shown up. He’s been falling asleep out here after we eat dinner together, and Satoru walks him home.”
Sukuna stays standing over them, his eyes on Yuuji. “What’s his deal?”
“He hasn’t said, but sometimes when we’re out here, he’ll look over his shoulder when he thinks no one is looking as if he’s waiting for something.”
Sukuna deflates at that. “He—.” He begins with a stutter. “Someone has caught his eye?”
Suguru scoffs. His daughter scoffs as well, but Sukuna knows she’s too young to understand why her Mother is making that sound. Sukuna himself wonders why. “I’ll take that as a no.” Sukuna says.
“You Alphas were born with brawn but not much brain.”
Sukuna smiles at that. “I’ve heard that before. A long time ago.”
Suguru looks at him with a smirk. “A ex?”
“A parent.”
Suguru sucks his teeth. “That isn’t juicy.” Then he kisses his daughter’s cheek. “I need to get this little one to bed.” He glances at Yuuji. “You should get yours to bed as well.”
Sukuna moves closer, kneeling down to scoop Yuuji into his arms bridal style. Once upright, Suguru stands as well with his daughter on his hip. “You should be close to him.”
“He kicked me out of the room.”
Suguru chuckles. His daughter giggles. “Make it happen. I’ve noticed he has been smelling less like you, and he’s too far along to not have the Alpha that impregnated him, scent on him.”
“For his health then?” He keeps his voice nonchalant, but internally, he’s glad to make Yuuji be in his arms again.
“Yes.” Suguru turns around to walk to his back door. “Health reasons.” He waves a hand of good night at him.
Back at home, he can’t go into Yuuji’s space. His brother hasn’t allowed him access yet. He strips his sleepy brother bare on the bed, throwing his clothes into the corner, Sukuna mentally reminding himself to do laundry on his off day. The townspeople were nice enough to give them a closet full of clothes.
Remembering Suguru’s words, he takes the shirt he was wearing and puts it on Yuuji. He removes both of their pants. Sukuna smells a sweet scent that he hasn’t touched since he got Yuuji pregnant. Outside of their heats or rut, they don’t touch each other in that way, trying to keep their brotherly bond alive.
Sukuna frowns as he lays Yuuji on the pillow, and covers him up with the blankets.
He sits next to him on the bed, in just his boxers. An erection slowly forming. He gets off the bed, heading to the bathroom.
He hopes some post-nut clarity will get him back into a brotherly mood.
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Hi! I was wondering if you had ideas or plans for your Entrapment series? I think it was such a creative idea and really enjoyed reading it! What inspired you to decide who was who?
Hope you are doing well! 💞
Hey! Thank you for showing love for my story. I have another mini fic I'm writing on my AO3 about them when Bruce is away with Tim and Clark learns an interesting rumour from his brothers. It's called Entanglement.
What inspired me to decide who was who? I was reading Lore Olympus on webtoons and got inspired. I love superbat and Clark is basically the strongest guy in the JLA so he deff gotta be Zeus and Bruce will always be his number two. Every Kryptonian has a bat, so it felt natural for Clark to not let Bruce go.
For the kids, Jason felt right to be Ares, and Tim is the gadget guy, so him to be Hephaestus. Dick being Eileithyia cuz he is the oldest, and seen the most chaos his parents have made when it comes to in and out of wedlock children. Damien and Cass is up to interpretation.
I made Oliver and Dinah be Hades and Persephone cuz I just like em lol.
Maybe a one shot of Clark and Bruce finding out Jon is Hercules and dealing with a strong baby.
Otherwise, I adore this AU so much. Thank you again so asking your question. My inbox is always open if you have any more inquiries or thoughts. :D
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On his lap sat a toddler sized Bizzaro. Bruce was sitting in the grass along with Ace and Krypto, playing fetch with the dogs. Bizzaro threw for Krypto, and he threw for Ace. He could feel the eyes of his youngest burrowing into the back of his skull. Today he had promised to take him to the amusement park, but Bizzaro didn't like large crowds. The newly toddler size experiment was in his care until further notice, having imprinted on Bruce when he opened his eyes on the battle field.
Zatanna missed worded a spell, causing the incident to occur.
"You could have went with Jason or Tim?" He said with his back to his son. Alfred was inside making lunch, Cass and Stephanie helping the old butler out.
"That's an insult to yourself, if you think I'd take their company over yours."
"What about Dick?"
"Richard doesn't do roller coasters, minus the fact of his daredevil background. Besides." He heard Damien blow a raspberry. "You promised."
"I did." Bizzaro sat in his lap, clapping his hands excitedly when Krypto brought the ball back. Bruce turned around to give a small apologetic smile to his son. "When Clark returns from his mission, we'll go."
Damien didn't show any signs of believing his Father. Rather than responding, he joined them in the grass, sitting next to Bruce. Ace came over to lay his head in the young boy's lap, not able to keep up with the Kryptonian animal.
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