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Hi. This is going to have several content warnings, but here’s a TL;DR without any triggers:
Someone was careless, and some bad things happened. Among other things, I had to abruptly dip out of social media (briefly explained below cutoff, with possibly triggering content).
I’m so sorry to the friends and zine and event partners I abandoned without warning.
I’m not really “back.” I’ve just really missed the simple fandom things, like posting fanfiction and reblogging fanart, and I want to try to get back to enjoying those things. I’m going to start small and see where it takes me.
**Content below might be triggering; trigger warnings included prior to content.**
Regarding the first two triggers, I’m not going to elaborate. I can’t. Honestly, typing this mess out has my heart rate through the fucking roof. Let's just say I got "lucky" in that the accounts where I literally write and post smut weren't compromised. They are far removed from other info associated with me--I learned from the first time. I just... Well, you can imagine.
I’ve tried getting back on Tumblr and stuff a few times now. You might have even seen me accidentally reblog something and then panic-delete it because I was not ready. I’m not ready now, but I want to post a fucking fic that I actually wrote before I lose my nerve. (Thank you, Blue Lock manga, for being ridiculous enough to force my hand….)
A lot of you have reached out on here, Twitter, and Discord. I’m not sure when I’ll be ready to face those messages, but I hope you know it means a lot. I’m sorry for making people wonder what happened. You might have even wondered if I had died, given that I disappeared right before COVID hit. For that especially, I’m so, so sorry.
I might start lurking on Twitter again, but I’m not sure when I’ll be up to logging into Discord. Or if I’m still in any Discords. God, I don’t even remember how it works anymore. I just…kinda want to pretend nothing happened and go back to simple fandom stuff being my fun little hobby / escape instead of the terrifying thing it became. I honestly might not last long on here. I just want to try to post a fic and maybe post some stuff for that fandom. Maybe it won't be so bad once I take the jump.
Lastly, I want to sincerely apologize again for letting people down. Hope things have been going well for y’all.
If I don't post this now, I'll never post it. So I’m going to post this and the fic, then fuck off for the night because…oof.
Back at it again with soft Naruto romance and terrible pun titles. A soft little Valentine quickfic that randomly popped into my head.
Sakura surprises Ino with nipple piercings for Valentine’s Day. The result is very soft and sweet.
Rating: Explicit with a soft E; no content warnings.
Read on AO3 or below.
Brought to you by “Red Lights” by RINI.
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Precious Metals
“I’ve got a surprise for you.”
They’d just toed off their heels in the narrow genkan of Ino’s studio apartment.
“More than the gorgeous earrings”—Ino flipped her hair to show off the pretty pearl studs, shiny and heavy in her ears, the perfect addition to her other beloved piercings—“and all of my favorite things?” She smiled at her girlfriend, at the silver hairpin Ino had given her for her birthday twisted into her pink hair. She let her eyes briefly drift down to the red strapless dress Sakura wore, its tempting sweetheart neckline. “More than dinner and drinks at our favorite restaurant? More than finally getting to you all to myself?”
New projects at the hospital and the Intelligence Division had meant they’d been lucky to even share a meal together this month. Tonight had already been the perfect reunion.
Sakura bit her painted-red lip, let it pop out for one shy syllable, “Yeah.” Her face flushed as her deft fingers reached behind, pinched over the dress, and slipped her strapless bra from her body. Like the dress, it was new, too; light pink satin cups and the prettiest pink lace band. Ino watched it fall as Sakura dropped it to the floor, then let her eyes travel back up Sakura’s pale legs, her tiny waist wrapped in red, her perfect little breasts that didn’t even need a—
Ino’s breath caught. “Oh, Sakura…” Two distinct little lines pressed against the bodice, in perfect symmetry. Ino crossed the room without a thought, spellbound; hands poised just above Sakura, eager but restrained. “When did you…?”
Sakura stroked a glowing hand along Ino’s cheek, her gentle chakra fizzling warm and bright into her skin. “Long enough, don’t worry.” She stepped closer, lightly pressed herself into Ino’s hands, their lips together; let Ino taste the last of her fruity little drink on her tongue as she tentatively felt the piercings. They moaned in perfect synchrony.
Sakura went easily when Ino stepped them towards the bed, dresses unzipping and falling around their ankles.
Ino pulled the cosmos pin from Sakura’s hair as she laid Sakura out on her sage bedsheets, pink fanning out around her. Ino felt around on the nightstand until she found a tie and a clip to contain the long hair Sakura loved, to pin back her bangs. She plucked up a tissue to wipe off her lipgloss, then slowly, gently, she dragged the opposite side across Sakura’s full lips.
Ino pressed their clean lips together before pulling back and finally admiring the glinting, new silver in her girlfriend’s pretty nipples. So tight and tall already…
God, what had she done to deserve Sakura?
“So… What do you think?”
She kissed Sakura’s forehead and swept a hand through her hair. “I didn’t think you could get any more gorgeous, but you found a way. Can I…?”
Sakura nodded, still shy, still blushing.
Ino kissed down her neck; nuzzling, breathing in the floral perfume Sakura must’ve sprayed down her dress before their date.
Naughty.
She kissed a circle around an areola before lightly pressing her lips to the metal.
Sakura shivered.
“So beautiful, baby.”
She lifted an edge of the barbell with her tongue, carefully testing the parameters of this beautiful new addition, watching Sakura bite into her lip with a hum. She caught the ball on her bottom lip before closing in a light suck. Sakura’s hand flew to her nape, she arched into it with a trembling whimper. Ino moaned into her, head going light as she circled her tongue, lightly kneading around and thumbing just under the other piercing. She gently pulled the barbell between her lips, then her teeth as Sakura shuddered and moaned, long and loud. It was plenty wet enough for her hand. She kissed into the valley between, lightly rolling the metal between her fingertips as her mouth toyed with the opposite.
“Ino,” Sakura whined, “stop teasing….”
“I’m not teasing," she lied, dragging her lips across metal and wet skin with every word, "I’m enjoying.”
Still, Ino trailed her right hand down, tracing over soft skin and firm muscle.
She didn’t need to look, her hand knew the way, knew every way to get Sakura to let out those soft little sounds that drove her crazy. Knew every place and every angle. She’d rather watch her girlfriend’s lips open in a gasp and close in a hum. She’d rather watch her emerald eyes go wide, then soft; eyes made all the more dramatic with the mascara and eyeliner she’d put on for their date. She’d rather rest her cheek on Sakura’s warm breast and watch pleasure shape Sakura’s features as she played with her new fascination, as she dipped beneath wet lace and curled two fingers inside.
She had Sakura writhing in record time. Ino wanted her shaking. She timed the rhythm with her tongue, pressed with the heel of her wrist until Sakura was tensing and crying out, until every muscle went taught and Sakura went perfectly silent in her pleasure.
Ino popped off her breast to smile against her quivering body. “Oh, already? You must really be feeling it then,” she teased.
Sakura could only gasp as Ino wound her up again, working for a second, and a third.
Sakura was reaching for her. Ino laid her dry hand heavy on her ribs, held her down to watch as she slowly sucked the sheen from her fingers. “I’m not letting you lift a finger, you’ve done more than enough.” Ino stole another kiss, murmured on her lips, “Just be my princess tonight.” She waited until Sakura nodded. With a final push of her hand, Ino reached for her strap in the middle drawer.
In the drawer above, Ino had another surprise for Sakura. Also shiny, also small and metal. Also part of a two-piece set.
She held back a giddy laugh and instead brought her lips to Sakura’s. The apartment building they’d applied for so long ago, the one they’d been eyeing for ages, finally had a unit open up. Spacious, with an actual bedroom, a two-sink vanity, and a nice kitchen that maybe they’d learn how to use together…
They’d never go this long without time together again. She’d have every morning and every night with the woman of her dreams.
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Hope y'all enjoyed and have a wonderful Valentine’s Day! 💕 And remember, piercing timelines don’t matter if you're the disciple of Tsunade!
Naruto Autumn Spook Fest 2019 Prompt 1- Pumpkin Spice
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Dialogue and scene idea by @thatshipcat
