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Trapped in a dungeon, low on HP and with a defenseless Naruto in tow -- there's only one thing Iruka can do.
Who knew he'd summon the Demon of the Hidden Mist himself?
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“I find it quite hard to believe your paths have not crossed all this time, Iruka,” Izumo said, at Iruka’s quiet prompting. “It’s unusual. Every person I know has already met Kakashi in some capacity, through work or otherwise.”
Every time Iruka tries to get near, Kakashi pulls the disappearing act. Nothing if not tenacious, Iruka will get to the bottom of this. Even if the reason turns out to be something ridiculous, in true Kakashi fashion.
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Kiba's perfunctory Suna visit turns much friendlier when Kankuro decides to make his desires known (despite the fact that direct communication has never been his strong suit).
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He’d never experienced anything like it until then. Sure, shinobi died in battle. Teammates of his had succumbed to their injuries before and he’d seen them fight to the death when there had been no other option. But never a team he’d been responsible for. This was the first time.
Iruka deals with the aftermath of his first mission gone terribly awry.
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- Part 1 of Jōnin!Iruka
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"Please get me away from him. He hasn’t left me alone all night and I am this close to committing a murder," Sakura said, clutching Hinata's elbow close to her.
or; Hinata helps Sakura out with an unwanted admirer, and the night ends differently than what she'd thought it would.
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Arthur didn't speak to him for a week after he found out.
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25 Aug 2026
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"The king sent me to get you," Merlin said, with a tone that implied strongly that he wasn't rolling his eyes where Arthur could see, but just wait until his back was turned. "He said you're to get changed into formal clothes and meet him in the Great Hall, there's a delegation coming from the Summer Court."
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- Part 12 of Astolat Sampler
- Part 11 of Merlin works
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26 Jun 2026
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Leon has, on occasion, thought that he'd like to have Luis inside of him, but he never meant it quite this way.
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caution to the wind (but i've got a lousy arm) by stars_boy
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
28 Apr 2023
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A strong hand on either hip, Luis guides his thrusts.
“There we go, querido.” He speaks in a low voice, tone dropped and accent thick. “Feel good?”
Leon chokes on his breath, spits out a rushed, “Yes. God, yes.”
Sparks fly behind his eyelids with how hard he keeps them squeezed shut, and the muscles in his arm strain with the effort of holding the pillow close to him in a vice grip. His hips stutter every few thrusts, and he chases a high that he can feel creeping up on him.
His pants still hug his hips, the fly open. The shirt has fallen back down his chest, the wet spot from his teeth and tongue and spit sticks to his stomach, caught between his body and the pillow and held there.
“Who’s making you feel this good?” Luis asks.
Under his breath, Leon answers. “You.”
The radiator hums. The rain patters against the window.
One hand leaves his hip to cup the side of his face. A thumb draws the outline of his lips, hovers at his Cupid’s bow. “Say my name, Leon.”
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In which Leon indulges in his fantasies and Luis overhears.
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05 Apr 2026
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onward and upward by iguessyouregonnamissthepantyraid
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
12 Jun 2023
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“Who are you? And what are you doing here?”
What is—?
He’s…
He’s awake. He’s upright. The fire splitting his spine is entirely gone. Instead there’s a fist pressed against his chest nearly hard enough to bruise, keeping him pinned to the wall behind him.
And Leon Kennedy is glaring at him, eyes angry and distrusting—and cold, that’s the strange thing. Cold, as if Luis didn’t take his last breath before those very same eyes not thirty seconds ago.
(Or: Luis, in a time loop.)