A/N: Have mercy on me with the requests! I'm begging you, here!
A man needs to finish his stories!
As ever, the Embers rule Remains; sad as that may sound, its the truth. If folks don't like this story...well, it won't be continued. I haven't the time to write something folks don't like. Two jobs keep me terribly busy as such that I have barely any time to write. I've got so many people spamming requests; its making my head spin.
I'll not list their summaries -wouldn't do to clog up this note- just the basic requirments as they were listened:
If it says *In Production* then it means I'm scribbling away at it, but its not published.
(1) A Most Unlikely Pretender (In Production): NarutoxMorgan. Do it, old man!
(2) Weapon Master of Remnant: NarutoxTenten.
(3) Serving a Schnee (In Production): NarutoxWeiss.
(4) Battlemaster of Beacon: Essentially a NarutoxGlynda story. Set in Team STRQ's era. Naruto as Beacon's combat instructor...with a dash of Sukuna's battle loving personality.
(5) Father of Monsters: Basically a forray back into One Piece. NarutoxYoung Big Mom. Massive family. Pairing can be harem if you want.
(6) Too many details here, but a request for a Pure!Naruto being the equivalent of Remnant's therapist.
(7) An odd NarutoxAyaka story. Details are too graphic so I'll not mention them here. Just...wow.
(8) THIS fragment. Or is it a teaser? Wont say for what.
I'm trying to put them off, but they're everywhere! Do you see what I'm dealing with here?! Notice anything about these? They're all -mostly- single pairings. And they're doing my head in! And that's putting aside the Genshin and Demon Slayer requests I'm getting.
*Head spins*
MERCY~!
As ever, I own no quotes, references, themes or memes. Not a wit or a one! Hope you enjoy!
...I thought you were dead."
"Funny thing, that. So did I. Seems I got better."
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Say Hello
...this is a book store. We don't have any dust."
A harsh clicked filled his ears.
Roman looked down.
Quirked a brow.
"Is that little peashooter supposed to scare me?"
"Nah." Blue eyes flashed merrily. "This is just distraction."
"Distraction?" The hairs on the back of his neck rose. "For what?"
The blond planted one hand on his cane to lever himself upright. A tanned hand ran through blond hair, streaked with silver. And then he smiled.
It was not a nice smile.
"Why, for my son, of course."
Five firm fingers closed around Roman's right shoulder.
Against his better judgement, he looked backward.
A bearded visage carved from granite stared back at him.
"Say hello, Hazel."
"Hello." a low voice ground against Roman's ears, a slow rumbling avalanche rolling down an ancient mountainside. "I'm afraid you'll have to leave now."
Then they yanked him backward.
"Oh, and don't forget Gretchen~!" the old man tittered as he crashed through a wall. "Careful, she's not as nice as her brother!"
Roman pushed himself upright on wobbly legs, spitting chunks of his cigar. "Who?!"
Rapidly approaching footsteps were his his only warning. Then there was pain.
A flash of long, flowing ebony hair danced in Roman's peripherals, mirrored by tan skin as his head snapped back. Teeth whistled through the air. Melodic Cudgel came up and was summarily kicked away. How in the hell was this Hazel's sister? They didn't look a thing alike! Beauty and the beast, much?! He was still pondering it when a foot swept up between his legs. Gretchen was wearing high heels.
Roman buckled, clutched at his package, eyes rolling up in his head.
The cry that followed pierced the city of Vale.
Every man within three miles winced.
A/N: And there we go.
As ever, the Embers rule Remains. If folks don't like this story...well, it won't be continued. Strange as it might sound, live for reviews and feedback; without them, I simply can't write a single word. So by all means! Speak up! Really, that's no joke. Your feedback is the reason this story continues. Ever bit helps. It keeps me going in these crazy times. So by all means! Speak up! No review is too short or too small!
As ever, read the previews before you review, please.
So In the Immortal Words of Atlas...
...Review, Would You Kindly?
(Previews)
For random things.
"Can...can I get your autograph?"
Naruto palmed his face with a sigh. "Look, miss-
"Blake."
"Right. Blake." he lazily scribbled his signature onto the cover. "You're buying an awful lotta books...
"I don't have a problem!"
"Not sayin' ya do...
Salem blinked.
Morgan le Fay blinked back.
Neither moved. Neither yielded.
"He is my husband. You have no claim to him."
...weren't you dead?"
"Dear girl. Whoever told you that?"
"Papa!"
"Ack, I'm weak to that...
R&R~!