this has been in my head for months BUT established narusasu who are trying to baby trap each other without the other knowing. naruto thinks if he knocks sasuke up, he'll be forced to stay in konoha with him. on the flip side, sasuke really just wants to get bred full with naruto's baby (so he can also show everyone who their future hokage belongs to).
naruto buys condoms and puts holes in every single one.
sasuke "conveniently" forgets to take his birth control pill (he's thrown all of them into the trash).
naruto fills their home with perfumes that are said to increase fertility in omegas.
sasuke taking medication that's known to force heats early.
naruto does research and cooks meals help boost omega fertility.
sasuke throws out every plan b contraceptive in their household and buys lingerie and scent enhancers to get naruto in the mood every night (he doesn't really need it, because naruto's obsessed with him no matter what, but he's taking no chances).
++ bonus for sakura and shikamaru, who are aware of both sides, and think they're just utterly stupid for not bothering to communicate about wanting a baby.
***SUGGESTIVE WARNING***
naruto jacks off before sasuke gets home so he can fill their lube bottles with come. so when he's opening sasuke up, he's stuffing him with his seed in hopes that it takes.
sasuke locks his legs around naruto's hips when he "tries" to pull out and makes him knot him. even when the knot takes, he's still bouncing on it hard to force naruto's spend deeper in
naruto fucks sasuke through the night, even after he passes out, just to creampie him over and over.
sasuke tilts his head, barely conscious, to show off the allure of his unmarked neck as naruto pounds into him, desperate for a mating bite.
needless to say, when sasuke's pregnancy test finally comes out positive, there's not a single disappointed soul in their household. sure, naruto fakes a freakout and sasuke manages some crocodile tears of his own, but in the private, they're giving themselves a pat on the back.
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My KuraMiyu Exchange 2023 gift for @/teahex, featuring hurt/comfort, sickfic, fantasy AU (with Blacksmith Miyuki and Glassblower Kuramochi), minor angst, fluff, two art pieces, roughly 830 words, and happy endings (because I'm physically incapable of not letting them be happy).
And the first time in close to twenty years that I shared any of my writing with anyone, let alone publish it haha. I'm very nervous about it, and about drawing hurt/comfort, but I also enjoyed working on this and am proud of what I was able to do in the end (while fighting an illness too!), and I sincerely hope you like it, tea and anyone/everyone else who might see this. I'll also share the art and story below (with part 2 under a cut) in case anyone would prefer this tumblr post to AO3.
And the exchange's collection can be found here! Please check it out if you like kuramiyu, everyone did an amazing job!!
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glass and steel
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Part 1: fragmented
“Hurry up and get better, Miyuki. Things aren’t the same without you.”
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Part 2: whole
he’s missed this
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(some time after the first image)
Youichi walked past the path leading towards Miyuki’s home. He knew in his heart where he’d find the blacksmith, and it wouldn’t be in those quiet rooms. Enough time had passed while he’d been away on business, and his friend had already been restless well before he’d left. He’d be in the forge now, Youichi was sure of it. He just hoped the stubborn bastard had kept his promise and waited until he’d fully recovered beforehand.
His suspicions were confirmed as he neared the forge, the air getting warmer and filling with the sounds of life and movement; the scrape of metal on stone or metal, gravel crunching underfoot, air being forced out of a bellows. Before entering the forge properly, Youichi took a brief moment to close his eyes and take in a fortifying breath, readying himself for whatever state Miyuki might be in. And instantly felt a weight lift when he finally saw him.
There was a flush on Miyuki’s face and sweat on his brow, but there was no sign of fatigue or weakness. His movements were smooth, his breathing even, his face and body full of life. He hadn’t yet noticed Youichi standing near the entrance, and Youichi took another moment to observe him, marveling and relieved to see him up and about and comfortable in his skin again. Not struggling with aching bones and muscle. Things hadn’t been the same for a good while, and Youichi felt as if he himself could breathe easier now.
Miyuki turned from the bellows and noticed him, and his smile grew, his face becoming more alive. “Hey, I know I’m a sight for sore eyes, but say something, Mochi, don’t just stand there. How long have you been there?”
Youichi shrugged. “Not long. It’s good to see you up and about.”
Miyuki’s grin became wry. “It’s good to be up and about.” He wiped the sweat from his brow and neck. “I swear, if I had to wait much longer…” His thought trailed away though, and a small frown marred his brow as another thought came to him. “Wait, you said you’d be home sooner. What happened?”
He seemed to study Youichi in a new light, looking for any injuries or signs of trouble, concern clear. He knew that Youichi always kept his word if he could help it, and Youichi hadn’t meant to be away long. Hadn’t meant to be away during the last of Miyuki’s recovery. But some things couldn’t be predicted and Youichi waved away his concerns, saying that there were more delays than he’d expected, both on and off the roads. It’d been out of his hands. And it hadn’t helped that he’d had to track down his last customer and give him a piece of his mind when he’d canceled his commission before leaving.
As he finished talking about his trip Youichi took the finished commission out of his pocket and looked at it ruefully. It was a small delicate glass bird, wings in flight, and despite the miniscule imperfection in one wing and what his former customer had said, he was proud of it.
Then Miyuki was stepping closer to get a clearer look, gently reaching out for it. Youichi let him take it, and watched as he carefully studied it. “I hope you gave him hell. It’s beautiful, Mochi.” The blacksmith flashed Youichi a grin, and walked over to one of the forge’s windows to carefully set the bird on the sill, safely away from any tools.
Youichi closed his hand and lowered it to his side as he watched Miyuki and the bird. His chest felt tight. Then Miyuki was back, gripping his shoulder strongly, strong enough that one wouldn’t think he’d ever been injured if they hadn’t known better. He was grinning again.
“Come on, I could use your help with some stuff.”
He started walking over to the work he’d abandoned, already expecting him to follow, and Youichi felt both the need to protest and the need to follow him. “You do know that people usually ask for help instead of just expecting it to happen, right? I could be busy.”
Miyuki grinned at him over his shoulder, said, “But you aren’t.” He picked up a tool and beckoned Youichi with it. “Get over here already. It’s been too long since we worked together, and you’ll like this project. I guarantee it.”
And Youichi can’t say no. He already has his tools with him, never took off his work belt or unpacked his bag (and even if he hadn’t had his tools with him, he’d make do, he has before). And he’s missed this, the fire and metal and glass, creating and reshaping things, Miyuki at his side, whole and alight with life. And Miyuki’s right; he’s not busy, he has the time, and it has been too long.
He’s compelled to follow, and does so without any regrets.
“Y’know,” Naruto starts. The swish of the water doesn’t cease, but it’s gentler now. “I thought you would’ve wanted the extra time to drown me in the pond yourself.”
Sasuke huffs, pushing a wet strand of hair out of his eyes. “I still plan to do that, don’t worry, idiot.”
“I can hear a ‘but’ in there, Sas, c’mon, spit it out.”
He rolls his eyes. “But you’re going to get sick if we’re out here any longer.”
✿ Summary: Naruto goes looking for frogs. Sasuke is a reluctant assistant.
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pls click the title for the link :DD my first ever narusasu fic !!! and I got to write it for @ensquare-events’s guyu zine :3 the theme was rain and growth in spring ++ i wrote this after being writer blocked for so long………hope u guys like……..
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For @silhouettart, the akaashi to my bokuto, the setter to my spiker, and wonderful partner. hope you enjoy this super late christmas gift and thank you for sticking with me through thick and thin and indulging all my (zine) ideas <3
Rating: Teen and Up
Relationships: Miya Atsumu/Hinata Shouyou, Past Kageyama Tobio/Hinata Shouyou
Tags: Exes Kagehina, slight introspection, Minor Angst, Minor pining, Manga Spoilers, Pro Volleyball Player Kageyama Tobio, Pro Volleyball Player Hinata Shouyou, the sweater, Sweaters, Angst and Romance, i have no idea how to tag this, Minor Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, endgame atsuhina
Summary:
He pulls the sweater closer to him, pressing it against his nose to inhale its scent. Once, he recalls with a fond smile, it smelled like strong cologne and pine and home. But now...now it was dust and faint laundry softener and old memories that Shouyou hasn't tugged out of the box in a long, long time.
Shouyou finds Kageyama's old sweater in the back of his closet.
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My fic for the @antigravity-zine !! :D
Rating: T
Category: Gen
Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Relationships: Asui Tsuyu & Uraraka Ochako, Uraraka Ochako & Original Characters
Characters: Uraraka Ochako, Asui Tsuyu, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Characters Are Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Pro Hero Uraraka Ochako, Protective Uraraka Ochako, Uraraka Ochako-centric, Uraraka is a teacher, Minor Bullying, students bully teacher sort of bullying, Introspection, Character Study, Personal Growth, Antigravity: An Ochako Zine
Summary:
She’s in the middle of a math lesson, ignoring the whispers behind her back when the rumbling starts. It’s a dull roar in the beginning, and it’s when the pens start rattling on her desk that she stops the lecture. Even the students have gone quiet in their seats, the room stilled with tension.
“Uraraka-sensei, what was that?”
Ochako squares her shoulders, lowering her voice. “I don’t know, but stay alert.”
And then the water comes rushing in.
Becoming a teacher was not part of Ochako's post-U.A. plans, and yet here she is. Standing in front of a raucous class of about twenty teenagers, who all seem to have it out for her. Really, why is she here again?
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Additional Tags: Mentioned Suna Rintarou, Football | Soccer, Alternate Universe - College/University, Soccer AU, Flirting, Awkward Flirting, Bad Flirting, Drunken Flirting, Gay Disaster Kawanishi Taichi, Shirabu Kenjirou Swears, Pining Shirabu Kenjirou, Shirabu Kenjirou is a Little Shit, failed flirting, 5+1 Things, Fluff and Humor, Fluff, Mentioned Osasuna, Implied TenSemi, Good Friends Don't Let Each Other Pine Too Much, don't try these tactics, Mutual Pining, Strangers to rivals to lovers
Summary:
Kenjirou scowls at him and shoves his hands into the pockets of his warm-up jacket. "I don't. But if you aren't gonna try on the field, then you should quit while you're still ahead." He doesn't know why he's suddenly spouting shit off to a stranger, but it's strangely gratifying and he can't help it when the scowl turns into a smirk. "Or else my team and I will just end up crushing yours this season."
Those lazy mocha eyes narrow into slits and Kenjirou's heart jumps like it's been jabbed with a set of electric cables.
Five times Kawanishi and Shirabu tried to hit on each other and the one time they succeed.
Eijirou has learned to love, from his mothers, his sisters, and Crimson Riot, and it shows on his body, in the way that the flowers are colored and several are stemmed and rooted, how he doesn’t have many flower scars and bruises, from where the flowers fade away.
But Bakugou? There’s barely an inch of color on him, only displaying pearly pale skin. Perhaps in another world, showing such simple skin is normal, but in the world they live in, where Quirks reigned dominant and floral tattoos are the norm, Bakugou is the outcast.
In which Kirishima Eijirou has been in love with his best friend for all of three years and the flower tattoos on his back just keep growing.
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note: hi!! you remember that giveaway thing i had last year that i am annoyingly slow at? @cappuccinov this one’s for your domestic krbk prompt AHSKLDF sorry for being so late ahahaha hope you enjoy <33
Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Christmas Fluff, Introspection, Character Study, Fluff, Strangers to Lovers, strangers to rivals to friends to lovers, Rivals to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, coming home, Pining Shirabu Kenjirou, Under the Mistletoe Zine, Slight Timeskip Manga Spoilers, Pining, Flirting
Summary:
Kenjirou weighs his options, before he decisively shoots a cheeky smile towards the other. “Keep dreaming, Semi-san.”
It’s hazy gray-green eyes that match Kenjirou’s bronze ones, and a wide, beautiful grin (and it’s that smile that makes warmth burst in his chest, that makes him feel alive and wanted and not lonely).
