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ino-supremacy · 7 months
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Ino Supremacy Birthday Weekend
Thank you to everyone who participated in our event! Below is a list of all the amazing fics that our server members made for Ino's Birthday Bash!
And be sure to check out @mayskalih for the amazing Ino art she contributed!
Baby Boy by cherryberry12 Rating: E Summary: “Call me Miss Ino,” she orders, withdrawing her hand. “I’m not your mother.” Boil the Frog by Renaerys Rating: E Summary: Kakashi and Ino try to act normal in public. It lasts about as long as the Fourth Hokage’s reign. Prompts: Age Gap, Post-Fourth Shinobi War, Ino sends horny thoughts to the Hokage. Drabble Dump, Ch 22 by VulgarAssassin Rating: E Prompts: Ino keeps sending horny thoughts to the Hokage during the meeting. Hold Me Down (and Breathe Me In) by twofortea Rating: E Summary: Sakura wants to be there for Ino after the war. This isn't what she had in mind. Prompts: Post-War if all else fails, persist by carnyvale Rating: T+ Summary: Kiba fell in love with a girl in a coffee shop. In Ino Veritas by Green_Riot Rating: G Summary: Ino confesses her feelings after drinking too much. Prompts: In Vino Veritas Ino's Therapy Practice: Now Accepting Clients by lightweaver Rating: E Summary: Ino's got a pretty interesting modality to cure a shinobi of their fears. Shisui's just helping her out. Prompts: Femme Fatale Only Ino Knows the (Paterni)Tea by Maiika Rating: T+ Summary: When Ino discovers her pregnancy, she goes through stages of emotions while coping with the upcoming change in her life. During that time, her baby’s paternity is a mystery until the very end. Prompts: Knocked Up, Secret Relationship Practical Lessons by lightweaver Rating: E Summary: It was just supposed to be another boring company party. And then, Ino realized that Itachi was drunk. Was this finally her chance to fuck her boss? Prompts: In Vino Veritas Touch-a-Touch-a-Touch-a-Touch Me by twofortea Rating: T+ Summary: Four drinks in, and Ino can’t stop staring at Hinata’s boobs. Prompts: In Vino Veritas When She Finally Died by lightweaver Rating: E Summary: Karin hated tourists. Especially the rich and famous ones. So when she was forced to lead a famous model on the trail - and give her a private tour - she decided that she wasn't going to let this Ino Yamanaka leave without breaking her heels. Karin may well have met her match. Prompts: Enemies to Lovers Win some, Lose some by PrincessxGarbage Rating: T+ Summary: Post-war bar flirting drabble for Ino's B-Day 2023 Prompts: Post-War
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mayskalih · 7 months
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clem-chan · 11 months
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Flash Fic Weekend Event Part 1
organized by the @ino-supremacy server
Prompts: “It hurts.”/“I know.” & strawberry field
Title: Awakening
Pairing: GaaIno
Summary: The Lord of the Underworld picked his queen in a greenhouse the same way he would have picked a flower.
Rating: T
Word count: 491
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In the greenhouse, there was no wind, but his robes billowed with each step.
Ino watched him through heavy lids. The humidity of the greenhouse lulled her mind, stretching past her defenses; she was dizzy, too relaxed, barely hanging on to the strong scent of soil and leaves.
At the back of her throat, Ino tasted rot. It drenched her. It drenched the air.
Gaara walked past her, and Ino rolled her shoulders back, tasting her sweat on her upper lip. Him. It was him who smelled of rot, she thought wildly, and her body sank deeper, her mind drifted.
A smile floated on his lips, fleeting.
And a part of her awoken briefly, terrified, gripping at her plants, clawing at reality.
Gaara’s fingers trailed on the table, fluttering, hunting. He hummed as he made his way between the potted plants, only pausing to admire the burst of colours of the flowers. Quietly to himself, he said the names of some of the plants before turning back his gaze toward her.
She fought against his gaze, and the overpowering rotting scent he carried.
Her eyes fluttered open, and she sucked in a deep breath. Weakly, her fingers searched behind her for support. They shook, they probed. They found nothing.  She sat down. And down, and down.
Her feet went through the ground, soil piled up on top of her.
She startled awake again, and again, griping at a drifting soil, her nails biting, black. In front of her, Gaara was now inches from her, towering over her. His pale eyes expanded, swallowing her whole.
“It hurts,” Ino mumbled through ashen lips, shivering, tears rimming her eyes.
She could feel herself dying, her body half-way through the ground. The soil shifted, ceding and receding, and it pulled and pushed and crushed her.
“I know,” Gaara said gently, and his hand pushed her farther down, to the underworld.  
Later, when Ino woke up, she was lying in a field of strawberries, her lips puckered, reddened. She could almost still taste the strawberries on her tongue.
She turned her head, her vision whirling. The sky was wrong, too red. The soil was too dry, only the strawberries moved, while the rest was terribly still.
The wind caught the overwhelming scent of strawberry, shaking the rooted limbs of the plants, agitating their leaves.
Ino blinked.
She barely remembered her greenhouse; it pierced through her mind in flickers, a distant dream.
Her hands curled by her sides, digging through the soil.
Ino looked down at them. They were sticky, painfully red, from the juice of the strawberries she had eaten. She raised her hands to her face, blocking out a blackened sun, and when she did, darkness fell upon her and the strawberries.
“Welcome to the Underworld,” Gaara said, by her head.
She shivered as he combed through her long golden hair.
“This is your home now,” he added, and Ino’s soul flicked out of existence.
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wickermayne · 11 months
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nsfw! A drabble for the even on the Ino Supremacy server.
NaruIno
Prompt: You can bite me. I like it.
Naruto had told her early on, “I can barely control myself ‘round you, y’know?”
His irises bleeding crimson, pupils turning into slits.
Whisker-marks deepening, nails and teeth sharp.
It would get Ino so wet, the way he’d pound into her, nearly growling into her ear about how good her cunt was, voice darker with chakra.
But even then, his touch was gentle.
“It’s okay,” Ino breathed, Naruto lapping at her tendon as he fucked her into the mattress. “You can bite me. I like it.”
She’d unchained him, and Naruto treated her like a canvas, red hickeys and purple bruises.  
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narutoevents · 11 months
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renaerys · 10 months
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Join the Ino Supremacy Discord Server!
We are opening up invitations for the Ino Supremacy Discord server, dedicated to all things Ino Yamanaka.
About the server: Ino Supremacy is small community of artists, writers, and fans of Ino. We are a pro-ship server open to any and all Ino ships. The goal of the server is to promote and encourage the creation of all Ino-centric content. We want to see more of our favorite kunoichi in the world!
18+: The server is not open to minors; you must be at least 18+ to join.
Server perks and events:
Flash fic weekend (write a short fic based on a prompt under 500 words)
Flash art weekend (artists sprint a sketch based on a prompt)
Sprints (writers get together to "sprint" their writing for a specific amount of time and share snippets of their work after)
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And more!
If you love Ino, we'd be thrilled to have you join our server! The invite link will be open until July 24, 2023. We hope to see you there! <3
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lightweaving · 7 months
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Practical Lessons: An ItaIno Fic
It was just supposed to be another boring company party. And then, Ino realized that Itachi was drunk. Was this finally her chance to fuck her boss?
For the Ino Supremacy weekend hosted by @ino-supremacy, based on the In Vino Veritas prompt! Fic link here
Sneak preview of the fic:
“I am pleased to announce that…” he said before pausing. Ino stood straighter. This was it. Announcement time. Was he going to declare his retirement, as she and Itachi had previously speculated? Was he going to make all the possible candidates to be the next CEO fight it out in a battle royale? If he did, Ino really hoped he’d make them do it shirtless. Every single person who possessed Uchiha genes was absolutely smoking. When he was satisfied that everyone was hanging onto his words, he went on. “We will be producing a new, revolutionary line of phones! Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the latest range of the Mangekyo Mobile: The Eternal Mangekyo Mobile!” Ino rolled her eyes. What was that about him being an inspired genius again? Still, she could finally relax. This was a problem for the R&D department, and not Itachi’s – and by extension, not her – problem.
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komorebirabbitwrites · 11 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Naruto Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Haruno Sakura/Yamanaka Ino Characters: Yamanaka Ino, Haruno Sakura Additional Tags: ino supremacy, Modern AU Summary:
“You’re a doctor. You make enough money to buy decent underwear.”
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ino-supremacy · 8 months
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Join the Ino Supremacy Discord Server!
In honor of Ino's birthday, we are opening up invitations for the Ino Supremacy Discord server. If you love Ino and you want to participate in our Ino Supremacy birthday weekend, come join us!
About the server: Ino Supremacy is small community of artists, writers, and fans of Ino. We are a pro-ship server open to any and all Ino ships. The goal of the server is to promote and encourage the creation of all Ino-centric content. We want to see more of our favorite kunoichi in the world!
18+: The server is not open to minors; you must be at least 18+ to join.
Server perks and events:
Coming up September 22-25, Ino Supremacy Weekend!
Flash fic weekend (write a short fic based on a prompt under 500 words)
Flash art weekend (artists sprint a sketch based on a prompt)
Sprints (writers get together to "sprint" their writing for a specific amount of time and share snippets of their work after)
Ships of the month (two ships featured every month on a random, rotating basis to encourage new content)
Prompts/tropes of the month (prompts/tropes on a random, rotating basis to inspire creators)
Custom emoji created by some of the amazing artists in the server
Comment-a-thon (commit to commenting on a handful of selected fics for the month to encourage writers)
And more!
If you love Ino, we'd be thrilled to have you join our server! The invite link will be open until September 11, 2023. We hope to see you there! <3
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clem-chan · 11 months
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Flash Fic Weekend Event Part 2
organized by the @ino-supremacy​ server
Prompts: Summer breeze & In the shades
Title: The Harvest
Pairing: GaaIno
Summary: Mr Sabaku had to come to the staggering realization that Miss Yamanaka had been correct in her assessment of his lands. Historical!AU
Rating: T
Word count: 521
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By midday, Gaara had to concede that his wheat was indeed dying.
Yet, he still bent over his crops, frowning and wincing in turn. He touched the soil, the stems, digging through the wilting plants to uncover their roots. The harsh sun bit at the nape of his neck as he had to come to the staggering realization that Miss Yamanaka had been correct in her assessment of his lands.
Still wincing, Gaara removed his straw hat, and he ran a shaky hand through his hair. His crops lay dull yellow, wrinkled, grazing the soil instead of reaching sky-high.
Gaara froze.
He sensed her approaching him before he saw her shadow sprawled against the ground. Miss Yamanaka hovered behind him, craning her neck as if she couldn’t see the entire field, dead.
She chose to wait politely, and he chose to ignore her until she discreetly cleared her throat.
His lips twitched.
Gaara could almost hear the smirk in her voice. Since the discovery of his wilting crops, what had mainly occupied his mind had been Miss Ino Yamanaka and her sharp tongue.
He stood up, slowly, his cold smile, biting, when he finally faced her. She held a vivid purple umbrella above her head, matching her elegant dress and her lacy gloves.
As they faced each other, as stubborn and calculating, they silently agreed they wouldn’t curtsy and bow to each other.  
“Miss Yamanaka,” Gaara greeted her, his lips barely moving.
He still felt that the ways of her country and her language echoed, roughened, whenever he saw her. Her, who could slip, so easily between vulgar and delicate.
“Are your crops dying, Mr Sabaku?” she asked, saccharine, and she had the indecency to look stunned, her blue eyes blinking rapidly.
She walked past him to look at his crops, tutting, in feigned solidarity.
Gaara glared at her even if he couldn’t help but admire her, the summer breeze caught in her dress, in her hair.  
After a moment, she whirled back toward him, a delicate finger tapping on her chin.
“If only someone had warned you that the quality of this soil is different from Suna.”
“If only,” he deadpanned, refusing to concede.
A flash of anger disfigured her, pinching lips and nostrils, until she was smiling again, nodding her head in agreement. She stopped near him, her umbrella drawing them both in uneven shades.
Under normal circumstances, Gaara never acted this stubbornly, this arrogantly, but Miss Yamanaka had a way about her that made her inhabit his thoughts. She moved, from thought to thought, with a gesture of her hand, a word pronounced in his direction. She had sunk so deep within him, that he felt he carried her within, something he simply couldn’t afford to or allow.  
“Yes, if only,” Ino almost spat, but she straightened her back, and her voice remained even and pleasant.
“Good day,” Gaara said, barely tipping his hat at her.
She didn’t move, and so he couldn’t.
She smiled, still squinting at the horizon, bathed in the flickering shades provided by her umbrella.
And she sank deeper within him, impossible to uproot.  
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clem-chan · 11 months
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Flash Fic Weekend Event Part 4
organized by the @ino-supremacy​ server
Prompts: “Stay... That’s an order.”
Title: The Voice
Pairing: SuiIno
Summary: Suigetsu never felt like the sea was inhabited; he always felt like it inhabited him.
Rating: T
Word count: 509
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Suigetsu never felt like the sea was inhabited; he always felt like it inhabited him.
He looked back to the shore, the salt of the sea, the scorching sun on his skin, in his hair, on his tongue. He swam farther from the shore, light, pushing against the waves like they didn’t pull him in. A mesmerizing song echoed in his mind, unfolding by fragments, and he couldn’t help but swim farther than he normally would, guided by the soothing voice.
Beneath him, sea creatures brushed by his legs before scurrying away. In the depths of the sea, eyes followed him, but he didn’t care.
He pushed farther.
There was still this voice, soft and feminine, curling in his mind, haunting.
His arms swept and dove and parted the waves. He turned his head to swallow air as he swam the crawl, and the skin of his arm almost seemed blue, reflecting the glimmering waving, a mirror of both the sky and all that lay underneath him.  
Suigetsu had always felt more at ease in the water, his feet beating against gravity.
He stopped looking at the shore. It gleamed and blinked, minuscule on the horizon, barely drifting above the waves.
The voice rose one last time, stirring him deeper, before it died out softly.
Suigetsu stopped swimming.
He glanced back at the shore. He started. The shore gleamed, blinked, a dot of ground in the middle of the sea.
Suigetsu flopped on his back, content. One arm over his eyes, he breathed slowly, floating. His feet lazily beat at the water as he made his way back.
Something brushed against his ankle.
The fleeting touch grew bolder, encircling his ankle and tugging.
Suigetsu clicked his tongue and he swore. He beat more roughly at the waves, and suddenly his head was down, and the sea was up, and the sun was blue through the curtains of the sea. Shocked, Suigetsu tried to yell, pulling at the hand holding him, but his chest shuddered.
There was no air.
In the darkness, the blue eyes that had watched him for weeks widened.
“You swim like a fish, did you know, mortal?” the same tantalizing voice as before said laughing.
Bubbles kissed his mouth, as Suigetsu sank deeper with the creature in front of him. Long pale hair undulated around her, the purplish scales of her tail rising up to her navel. The rest of her almost look human if not for the gills on the side of her neck.
The mermaid swam backward, watching him, ethereal, dragging him deeper and deeper.
Suigetsu tried to fight her, but she reached up, sharply, holding his face. His chest started to burn. The water grew colder, heavier, around him.
She pushed her mouth against his. He sought air from her lungs, but she was emptying his.
In his mind, Suigetsu yelled, thrashing against her, but she was too strong, too mesmerizing.
“Stay,” the mermaid cajoled against his lips, trailing a nail down his chest. “That’s an order.” His blood floated rosy in front of him.
When she released him, Suigetsu drifted, entranced, dying.  
He couldn’t move.
The mermaid started singing a new song.
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clem-chan · 11 months
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Flash Fic Weekend Event Part 3
organized by the @ino-supremacy​ server
Prompts: “I love the way you let me use you. Like a pretty little doll.“
Title: Polished wood over flesh
Pairing: SasoIno
Summary: She was always his muse.
Rating: T
Word count: 505
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The gallery was empty, illuminated only by a few lights.
Ino loved those stolen moments with Sasori, when they could find each other in his gallery without the press, without his work between them.
Ino joined Sasori in front of one of his portraits of her, still wearing her dress. She laughed delightedly, clutching her purse to her side, mesmerized by the vivid paint brushes on the canvas; they sharpened her face, they made her look like flowing water, like billowing thunder.
“It’s beautiful,” she breathed, brightening, and almost regretted it.
Sasori didn’t say anything.
Ino wilted.
She stilled, watching him out of the corner of her eyes. Sasori always expected more than praise. He expected eternal beauty. He expected things from her that she never truly understood, but she craved to be his. Sculpted. Painted. She craved it all, how he drew in, alive, and vibrant, and so beautiful.
Out of vanity, she knew she could afford to love him until he loved her back. She was always next to him. She was always his muse.
She followed him, her heels exploding with each step. Sasori once told her how beauty was loud. She had laughed and told him that she had always been loud.
She smiled again, warmth spreading back in her chest. He knew how to make her louder, more beautiful. Yes, this was enough for now.  
She followed him, fleeting, smiling, in the second wing of the exposition.
Sasori stopped in front of a new sculpture of her in polished ebony. She was lying against a tree, the small of her back curved away from it, and her hair half veiling her naked form. She almost looked like she was made of polished black stone.
Ino smiled, turning her head toward him, but he paid no attention to her, entranced by the wood and the shape of her he managed to carve out of it.        
“I love the way you let me use you,” Sasori hummed, looking through her, at the sculpture. Her bone structure was perfect, he thought. “Like a pretty little doll.” His thumb slid beneath the sculpture’s jawline as if she was alive.
Her smile quivered as Ino remembered how he placed her head with this exact gesture. He had tilted her head back and forward until he was satisfied.
“Beautiful,” he breathed out, and he turned away from the sculpture to stop in front of another portrait of her.
Watching him, Ino knew at that moment, with dread gnawing at her, that Sasori never saw her as human.
He touched her indifferently, she now could see it. He rearranged her like a doll, and always, he sighed, content, looking at her like she was art, like she gleamed and sparkled as a million stars. Like she was on the verge of being extinguished.
Ino stepped back, gutted, weighed down by the absolute certainty that she was less beautiful than the previous day, and the day before that.
And for this reason alone, he could never love her.
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ino-supremacy · 9 months
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To celebrate our best girl over her birthday weekend, the Ino Supremacy server is hosting an event that's going to be all Ino all the time! From September 22-25, keep an eye on our blog as we share our member's art and fic!
Ino art by @dusking!
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lightweaving · 7 months
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When She Finally Died: An InoKarin Fic
Karin hated tourists. Especially the rich and famous ones. So when she was forced to lead a famous model on the trail - and give her a private tour - she decided that she wasn't going to let this Ino Yamanaka leave without breaking her heels. Karin may well have met her match.
For the Ino Supremacy weekend hosted by @ino-supremacy, based on the Enemies to Lovers prompt! Fic link here
A snippet of just how ridiculously hilarious and adorable this pairing is:
“I'll be fucked if I die here!” Ino shouted from behind her with a sudden gusto. Karin heard the sound of a zipper being pulled, and the next thing she knew, Ino had lobbed an object towards the tiger. “Run!” Ino screamed, grabbing Karin by her collar and dragging her back down the slope.  As they descended, Karin desperately trying to keep her footing and balance — how the fuck was Ino running so fast in her heels? — there was a loud bang that hurt her ears, and a blinding flash of light. “The hell was that?” Karin wheezed.  “Flash-bang,” Ino said distractedly. “My ex was pretty into explosives.” 
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lightweaving · 7 months
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Ino's Therapy Practice: Now Accepting Clients - A ShiInoHina fic
Yes, you read that right. Shisui, Ino, and Hinata in a threesome. My brain conjures up weird things when I'm sleep deprived and over-caffeinated.
This is the last of my contributions for @ino-supremacy's Ino Birthday Bash weekend, for the prompt Femme Fatale, and also the most unhinged.
No snippet this time bc it's nsfw af click the fic link if you want pure filth
Read it here
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