bones lemon fanfic

He was born with dead eyes. They called him a failure. They were wrong. Hyuga Seiji is the clan's darkest shame—a half-breed outcast with pale, lifeless eyes and silver-white hair. Neglected. Beaten. Forgotten. But when a main house bully corners him at the Academy, something ancient awakens. His eyes ignite silver-crimson, and the Tenseigan—the Heavenly Eye, a power unseen since the age of myths—is born. Cold. Ruthless. Utterly indifferent to anyone outside his chosen few. Seiji becomes a blade honed by suffering, a protector who kills without hesitation and feels nothing for the lives he takes. Yet four friends refuse to let him fall: Nawaki, whose grin lights up the darkest room. Kushina, fierce and loyal. Minato, calm and brilliant. And Mikoto Uchiha, whose quiet strength sees the person behind the cold mask—and who will one day carry his child. From the battlefields of the Second War, where he earns the name Shironeko—the White Bone Cat—to the shadows of ANBU as Yoru no Osu, Night's Mercy. From commanding armies against Iwa to healing Mikoto's blinded eyes with his divine gaze. From killing Obito during the Nine-Tails attack to his final, transcendent stand against an Otsutsuki god. He was never a hero. He was a weapon who learned to build instead of destroy. And when he falls, he leaves behind a legacy written in bone and silver light.

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This is my lemon collection. Would you like to have a sample? It is totally free to try! Come, let me make you a glass. Some lemons are sweet. Some are bitter. Some are rotten. And some are stolen from the stand next door and remixed for your pleasure! But don’t worry about all of that. It is all part of the fiction. Please, come over and have a glass. I have made more than a dozen for you to choose. Since I am such an idiot, I am not sure which glass is full and which glass is empty. The glasses are not even placed in order on the table, so please have a check of the volume before enjoying your drink. Who knows, you might find something interesting. If you love my work, you can commission another piece, to be added to your glass. If you don’t want to, please enjoy while it last! This is my lemon collection, come, come and have a look! Have a drink, it’s totally free! Just don’t get too addicted, because that will not be healthy for you! By the way, no kids are allowed! ******************************** If you didn’t understand all of that, it means that this is my fanfiction collection over the years. Some of them are completed – usually one-shots. Some of them are not – most aren’t. Some of them will make you vomit from disgust. Some are parodied, basing on another story I read somewhere. It is totally fine to parody or rewrite another fanfiction, so don’t b*tch about it. Please read the volume title before you b*tch about why the story just abruptly stopped. And if you want more chapters, you can commission it by becoming my patron. Use my penname to search. ******************************** Disclaimer: This collection contains graphical violence and sex scenes. Absolutely no children allowed to drink my lemon! Fanfiction: Naruto. Harry Potter. Fate Stay Night. Disney, and so on… ******************************** Discord Server: https://discord.gg/ffazvKp

Generating smuts from my other sites or those I collab with.

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Dying isn't the best, so why not make the most of it? Even if all you have is the Bare-Bones to keep moving forward.

A guy who dies and reincarnates in an AU MCU as Brock Rumlow, a.k.a Crossbones. With no cheats or wishes, he'll have to navigate his way through this dangerous place with nothing but his casual fanboy knowledge. **** This is an AU universe where small changes or stuff from the comics come into play. The MC will be a lot younger than he was in Captain America: The Winter Soldier. He'll be born around the time captain marvel came to earth (1995) and I'll try to stick as close as I can to the MCU timeline. MC is very selfish and benefit-oriented. HE IS NOT A GOOD GUY, so if your looking for some half-ass Villian MC this is not it.

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[A Naruto Fan Fiction - Self-Insert OC] They say life gives you lemons. I got dropped into hell with ghost-white skin, eyes that scream 'target', and the potential for power that paints an even bigger one on my back. This world runs on blood, lies, and chakra. Child soldiers are the norm, peace is a prelude to the next massacre, and gods walk among mortals, ready to prune the timeline. My knowledge of the future is a flickering candle in a hurricane – useful, perhaps, but more likely to burn me alive. Survival isn't about friendship or ideals here. It's about control. Control of chakra, control of information, control of the monsters hiding inside and out. It's about becoming strong enough that even fate has to blink. Forget destiny. Forget heroes. This is about clawing tooth and nail through the wreckage of a preordained future, just to see another sunrise. This second life isn't a gift. It's a sentence. And I intend to survive it. What to Expect: [Calculated Progression]: Strength isn't given, it's seized. The MC leverages knowledge and desperation to climb from vulnerable child to formidable power, facing realistic setbacks and limitations. [Focused Narrative]: Follows the protagonist's perspective closely. The pace reflects the meticulous planning and gradual unfolding of events necessary for survival and manipulation. [Brutal Realism]: Combat is deadly, consequences are permanent. Explores the grim realities of the shinobi world – espionage, political maneuvering, psychological tolls, and the cheapness of life. [Altered World]:A different time-line from the original naruto. [Explored Mechanics]: Delves into the intricacies of chakra, Kekkei Genkai development, techniques and many others. Includes original concepts. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or its associated characters and settings. Original characters and plot deviations are my own creation. Interested in reading up to 17 chapters ahead? You can read more on P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/fragtastic

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"