Inuyasha finds out he is an uke. Sesshoumaru can not control his heat any longer. Against both their wishes they are brought together and have to deal with the consequences of their union.
Dub-con, Mpreg, violence. Starts out dark but wont be for long
After being alone for 150 years, InuYasha is suddenly being stalked by all kind of demons, bothering the hell out of the hanyou. Confused as hell, and cranky to boost, the Inu finds out he's an Omega... not that he understands what that is at first. (Courting…? And what the fuck is he talking about, Omega? Alpha? What…?)
Sesshoumaru finally gives his little brother The Talk, and InuYasha thinks Kouga is hot... kind of...
Sesshomaru has tried everything but his pups still die. Stillborn, miscarried, the longest lasted until sun up. This pup lays in his crib, dying. He won’t nurse from anyone but his mother. But she’s dead. And he will be soon. He should end the pups suffering but he can’t.
Inuysha doesn’t understand why he needs to go. He just does. His chest has been aching for months and his focus ripped away from him for something that’s “forward”. His yokai, normally quiet except for life and death situations, is jarred awake.
This is an inucest story about Inuysha breaking into Sesshomaru’s castle and raising his kid. Basically. No one mess with mommy Inuyasha. Maybe they’ll fall in love? (They’ll fall in love)
Naraku is also probably plotting against them. But when isn’t he?
17 Sep 2018
“My thanks.” He says, smiling back. “What is your name, boy?”
“I’m Izuku! Izuku Midoriya, sir!” The boy replies, excited, looking up at him. And Toshinori looks into the unmoving washed out green, into milky white pupils visible behind the mess curly hair, and realizes.
The boy is blind.
The boy that he distinctly saw dodge a series of fairly quick attacks, light on his feet and clearly used to some kind of training, the boy that had thrown him the bottle at the perfect height and perfect speed, the boy that has easily collected his spilled groceries and orderly put them back into the little plastic bag—
The boy. Is blind.
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16 Oct 2018
Prompt: For as long as anyone can remember, magical Britain has always had a cycle of two rulers; the darkest and the lightest witch or wizard of the country (both equal in power) ruling together to ensure balance, peace and prosperity.
There is an artifact in the Ministry of Magic that picks these rulers; but when Lord Voldemort was selected as the Dark Ruler, no Light Ruler was selected along with him to balance him out - Voldemort destroyed the ancient artifact as soon as he was chosen as the Dark Ruler.
Years later, Harry Potter still grows up an orphan and raised by the Dursleys. When he uses the Patronus charm against the Dementors right before his fifth year at Hogwarts, a hearing is set up for him at the Ministry.
But when he enters the Ministry (for the first time of his life) to attend the hearing, the ancient artifact springs back to life and Harry is instantly picked as Light Ruler.
The dwindling numbers of the light side rejoices; a Saviour has been found.
The dark side is livid. Their All-powerful Lord and Master is to share his power and domination over Britain with a mere school boy!?
Harry himself never wanted any of this.
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13 Oct 2018