#Ash x Harem

[krishgupt]

Ash Betrayed (Part - 3)

"And you guys?" Ash asked as he looked at Lillie, Dawn and Serena.

"I am staying!" Dawn, Lillie and Serena said together, clearly and loudly, enough to make even Ash take a step back.

"I-I am grateful guys," Ash said as he lowers his head to hide his eyes tearing up. Delia immediately goes to Ash and Hugs him.

"We are all here for Ash," Delia said as she kissed Ash's Forehead.

"Anyways, it getting late, everyone fresh up, I need to schedule who will sleep where," Delia said as Ash wiped off his tears.

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After some planning, it was decided that all the Guys + Pikachu were sleeping in Ash's room and all the Girls were sleeping in Delia's room.

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In Delia's room, Delia and the girls were talking to each other.

"I am extremely grateful to you all for being with Ash," Delia said as she wiped off her tears.

"Mam please, Ash was always there for us, why shouldn't we be there for him?" Misty asked with a smile.

"Yeah! He also helped us realized our dream, without him, Arceus knows where we would have been," Mallow said as Lana nodded.

"He is like second a second big brother!" Bonnie, who was sitting on Serena's lap, said.

"Yeah..................... without him, I don't know where I would have been," Serena said, thinking about Ash.

"Without him, I probably never would have been able to touch pokemons," Lillie said, equally lost in thoughts about Ash.

"I knew what I had to do, but Ash showed me new ways of doing it," Dawn said, as lost as Serena and Lillie.

"*Cough Cough*" Misty said, bring the three back into reality.

"W-What?" Dawn asked as the three girls were blushing.

"Never did I ever thought Ash would be able to pull girls," Misty said with teasing eyes.

"W-What!" Serena said, blushing hard.

"I-I don't know what are you taking about," Lillie said as she turned her head, hiding her blushing.

"Lillie, just stop, we all know your crush on Ash," Lana said as Mallow nodded, turning Lillie absolute bright red.

"And Dawn, Brock told me about you and yeah, the way you behaved towards Ash, it is clear you like him," Misty said with a teasing voice, turning Dawn red.

"That traitor," Dawn said to herself.

"And Serena," Bonnie said.

"Bonnie please don't," Serena said, blushing red hot.

"Well let's just say I can tell lots of things but I digress and will just confirmed this, Serena likes Ash a lot!" Bonnie said as she jumped from Serena's lap and went to Delia's.

"Bonnie!" Serena said in an embarrassed tone.

"So that is why there is so much tension in these three's triangle," Misty said in a teasing voice.

"Ahh! I leaving!" Dawn said as she left.

"Same here!" Lillie said as she also left.

"Count me in!" Serena said as she also left.

"My Arceus, despite the tension, they are very much united," Misty said.

"Mam, you are really quiet in this matter," Bonnie asked.

"I don't know what to say, but I can clearly see in their eyes that they like him.................. And I will happy to have anyone of the them as my Daughter-In-Law," Delia said with a smile.

"Well for you to have a Daughter-In-Law, Ash need to break that denseness of his," Bonnie said in a matter-of-fact voice.

"I do wonder who will he choose, I hope its Serena since I love their couple," Bonnie said in a exciting voice.

"Well, he may no-" Misty said before getting interrupted by Delia.

"Bonnie, I think it is time to sleep," Delia said.

"But I want to talk!" Bonnie protested.

"Your brother said to put you to bed by 11, and it is pass 11," Delia said as she put Bonnie to bed and wrap her by a Blanket.

"Good night dear," Delia said.

"Good night Bonnie," Misty, Lana and Mallow said.

"Good night, everyone," Bonnie said as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Misty," Delia said as she looked at the former with disapproving eyes.

"What? She will have to learn that Polygamy is legal one day," Misty said in a joking voice.

"Not on Akala Island, if you tried Polygamy there, you will lose your residence there," Mallow said.

"It is fine on Ula'ula and Poni Islands though," Lana added.

"What about Melemele?" Misty asked curiously.

"They don't have codified Law for marriage so it differs from city to city and town to town," Mallow answered.

"Seems confusing to me," Misty said.

"Hey, these agreements stopped a war," Lana said.

"I mean, Polygamy is on the downtrend worldwide anyways, so it doesn't matter," Mallow said.

"I was just saying Kantonian law still has Polygamy legal so Ash could in theory marry all of them," Misty said.

"First let his denseness break," Bonnie, still eyes closed, said.

"BONNIE!!!!" Delia shouted as she facepalmed.

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Lillie was standing against the railed Veranda of Ketchum's residence when she was joined by Dawn and Serena.

"Hey," Dawn said.

"Hello," Serena greeted

"Oh, hello, what can I do for you two?" Lillie asked.

"One question, do you like like Ash or just admire him, please be honest," Dawn asked.

"First you two tell," Lillie countered.

"*Sighs* So, at the beginning, I merely admired him. He seemed like a cool person and I thought befriending him will be mutually beneficial. He can help with his experience and I could help him navigate Sinnoh. Then there were two events, one was with Kenny and the other was with Paul, this was before he stopped being an Ass........................... I will not go in detail but those events, made me realized..................... that maybe what I feel for Ash more than just mere friendship and admiration.............................. After our journey was over, I visited my Mom and talked to her........................ see made me realized that........................... this was love," Dawn with a smile.

"For me, it is bit different, so I met Ash for the first time in summer camp, we became good friends there but gradually became distanced. But when Ash came to Kalos and I saw him on the TV, trying to save Prof Sycamore's Garchomp, I remember that old friend. I had always admired Ash for his bravery, but our journey together..................................... Made me appreciate every small thing about him, his kindness, his love for his pokemons and comrades, everything and................................. before I knew it, I had fallen for him," Serena said, of course leaving out 'The Airport incident.'

"*Sighs* Truth be told, my experience with Ash is similar to you Dawn. I met him in the Pokemon School and there was connection, with him trying his best to help deal with my phobia. He also helped unite our disunited family.................................... And........................ he saved Mom........................ for which I am forever indebt of him................................. soon, during the League, when Ash was battling brother, I realized I wanted Ash to win, not brother......................... At that time I realized I like him. I probably would have confessed before leaving if Gladion would have interrupted me," Lillie said.

"*Sigh* Well, its seems that all three of us truly love him, and we are not mistaken admiration with love," Dawn said as the other two nodded.

"Guys..................... I love Ash and truly want to be with him................... But I don't want to enforce myself on him............... he should be free to choose whoever he wants," Serena said.

"I agree with you.................................... *Sighs* Guys, let's do this, our priority should be to break his denseness.................. after that, it is his choice to choose who he wants to be with," Dawn said.

"So you are saying we work together to break his denseness, with the fact that only one of us could be with him?" Lillie asked.

"Yeah," Dawn said, half expecting Lillie and Serena to reject it.

"I can work with it," Lillie said.

"Same here," Serena said.

"I am happy to see Ash's happiness is our first priority," Dawn said.

"Always," Lillie said.

"This will not be an easy task, I mean I kissed him one time he is still as dense as always," Serena said absent mindedly before realizing what she said and immediately covered mouth.

"You did what?" Dawn and Lillie asked.

"It was an on the moment thing?" Serena tries to justify her actions.

"Ok she is out," Dawn said as Lillie nodded.

"Oh come on!" Serena said.

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The Bois were talking, most about Pokemon battles, emotions and Parents.

"Hey, guys.................... I will say this again, I am grateful for you to stand with in this time of need," Ash said.

"Ashy boy I will literally punch if you said grateful again," Gary said with a laugh.

"Umm Ash, I noticed there aren't any pictures of your father, why is that?" Clemont asked, to which Ash just shrug.

"I never saw him, he died before my birth," Ash said in a matter-of-fact voice.

"Oh...................... I am sorry," Clemont said as he lowers his head.

"Oh no! It is not an issue, I never really missed........................... Mom was always there for me.............................. She is both my mother and father," Ash said with a smile. Suddenly he noticed Brock was very quiet and his eyes were a little teary.

"Brock, are you ok?" Ash asked.

"Huh? O-Oh yeah............... I-I am fine," Brock said.

"Brock, what happened?" Ash asked.

"I-It is just.............................. You only have your mother, but she........................ she is there for you every moment! She stood with you, she stands with you, and she will continue to stand with you........................... and I? I have both of my parents and they............. They are literally the worst parents in the history of parents! They don't give a shit about their children! They only care when it is profitable to them!" Brock said as he wiped off his tears.

"Brock-" Ash said before being interrupted by Brock.

"No Ash, I am not sad........................... I have accepted that those scumbags are useless and we can't change it, Anyways! Good night everyone," Brock said with a smile as he switch off the lights.

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[trainer-sean]

Arceus: Ash Is On Vacation, SO LEAVE HIM BE, ME DAMN IT!!!

Basically Sun and Moon series, but the legendarys for some reason or another are trying to see Ash, and most are trying to let Ash have a Armageddon Free Vacation/Journey. Will include disobedient Tapus, rogue Legendarys wanting to see there Favorite trainer, and Awkward reveals of Ash's past as a trainer. Ash is also 16 at this point, and getting a trainers license is basically Emancipation.

Ash's personality changing through every journey has been him trying to figure out the true him, finding himself, his Personality through Sun and Moon and Journeys is his true Personality.

Unova was a Vacation Journey, basically him not taking it to seriously, just a basic journey, where he was hoping for nothing serious to happen.

He actively trys to keep people from looking up his Trainer page, but when he tries to setting things to private, he's given a message that due to how frequently he runs into disaster, that he has been prohibited from setting those to private for the sake of others at least having the chance to know what they are getting into while around him.

All the Champions know him, and actively wish he'd get a break from the world saving while Journeying, Cynthia actually visits Ash during his off time, and Lance is his Uncle from his Moms side, though they didn't know that for a long time, due to Delia being a run away due to getting pregnant with Ash in her late teens from the Clan and Lance believing she was dead for over a decade. Leon is actually just debating having Ash journey through Galar just to see if it'll have whatever is brewing in Galar will just show itself and everyone can get it out of the way, same with Geeta, Nemona just wants to battle him and his strongest pokemon.

Most Proper legendarys can turn into a Human form, these would be legitimate Gods, like the Lugia and legendary birds from The Power of One movie, the Sinnoh pantheon, the Legendary Fairys(Mew, Celebi, Victini, etc.)

Genders and general God look: Arceus(female, Greek), Dialga(male, Greek), Palkia(female, Greek), Giratina(Female, Greek), Darkrai(male, Casual), Creselia(female, casual), Ho-oh(female, shinto), Entei(male Shinto), Raikou(Male Shinto), Suicune(female, Shinto), Lugia(Male Shinto), Moltres(female Shinto), Articuno(female, Shinto), Zapdos(Female Shinto), G. Moltres(female Casual, malicious), G. Articuno(female Casual, Sadist and cunning), G. Zapdos(female Casual, Rude tomboy), Kyogre(Female Shinto), Groudon(male Norse), Rayquaza(Female, Greek), Mew(Female, Casual), Celebi(female, Shinto), Victini(Female, Greek), Shaymin(female, Greek), Manaphy(male, Casual, he sees Ash as a dad), Zekrom(male, only recently joined God rank, Knight), Reshiram(female, only recently joined God rank, knight), Xerneas(female, Greek), Yveltal(male, Greek), Zygarde(Squishy and Z2)(male, and Greek), Solgaleo(not Nebby, Female, Hawaiian/Greek, is Bi with Lunala), Lunala(Female, Hawaiian/Shinto, Bi with Solagaleo), Tapu koko(male, Hawaiian), Tapu Lele(female, Hawaiian), Tapu Bulu(Male, Hawaiian), Tapu Fini(Female, Hawaiian), Zeraora(female, Greek, looks like a modified Atalante Alter from fate)

A good Majority of the female legendarys are interested in Ash due to personal encounter or Reputation, Solgaleo and Lunala actually half joke about having a threesome with him, and entrusting the child of said threesome with him to the other legendarys(they plan to do it Psychicly, cause apparently thats possible for them), much to the annoyance of the other girls, Ho-oh very much wants Ash to stay a Pure and Innocent boy, despite the fact he's experienced lots of Chaos.

The Galarian Birds are particular not impressed with how all the legendarys see Ash, and are considering going to Alola just to hurt him due to being annoyed by all the talk about him, but they clearly don't understand that a legendary just can't stay mad and not like Ash 'you don't need a reason to help someone' Ketchum. G. Moltres in particular won't be able to get him out of her head.

A good few of the legendarys don't fully understand the logic and mentality of humans and normal pokemon, some do, some don't.

Most Legendary pokemon are species that only one or two at a time are truly a God level being, but not all on the rank are that level of powerful.

The legendarys that watch over Ash are just done with Rotomdex's shit, him actively treating Ash like a dumb rookie, when he hasn't even considered Logging into Ash's Trainer Page like a proper Pokedex, until one of the Mythicals, Victini probably, has enough and rips into Rotomdex out of nowhere, appearing infront of the class and scaring the shit out of everyone as she just erupts in flames, yelling at this utter insult of a pokedex for its behavior to one of the best trainers it, and nearly every legendary has ever known, just because its to ignorant and arrogant to even think about the fact that Ash has a trainer page already and isn't some new inexperienced trainer.

Also, Ultra Recon Squad shows up during the Ultra Beast arc, and are dumbfounded at the idea of God's actively not wanting their Chosen one being the one to stop Apocalypse type disasters, Zossie may have a Puppy dog crush on Ash. They are from the same world as Poipole, the nest was out in the wilds, and they lost track and couldn't find Necrozma, in this timeline they were not responsible for Necrozma's state.

[nautiscarader]

Maybe Ash Ketchum getting into a breeding frenzy with his harem?

(If I knew Pokeani would air the world championship by now, I'd use it, bit instead have an alternate ending to Alola arc)

(Ao3)

Despite the late hour, the night sky was still illuminated by occasional explosion of fireworks in celebration of the historical achievement. The sounds of the fireworks mixed with the distant echoes of the crowd cheering, as Ash Ketchum's memories mixed and conglomerated into one huge mess. His victory in the conference, earning him the title of the first Alolan champion clashed with the appearance of the Ultra Beast Guzzlord…

And now, after long, long banquet, full of food, music and laughter, he was off to the beach house, already mentally preparing to leave this beautiful country in search of new adventures.

But as he stepped inside, he found it to not be empty. His Pikachu arched his back and tail, but relaxed, as he and his pal recognised the intruders. Mallow, Lillie and Lana sat on the floor in the main room, surrounded by mountain of pillows, all cheering the moment their friend stepped inside, rushing to shower him with affection.

The three must have sneaked back from the celebrations not too long ago, as they a ll wore their ceremonial yukatas, Mallow and Lana sporting more traditional, Alolan ones, while Lillie wore more Kantonian, white one.

And only as the barrage of kisses subsided slightly, Ash was given the chance to breathe and speak.

"I guess we're moving the party here, huh?"

"Well, we thought we could give you our parting gift.", Mallow spoke, her hand gently pushing down her robes, deepening her cleavage cut.

"Or rather you giving us parting gifts.", Lillie corrected her, coiling around his arm, letting him sneak his hand underneath her robes.

"Wh-what do you mean?", Ash asked, watching as the three exchanged frisky looks.

In a single motion, the girls undid their clothes and let them fall to the wooden floor, blinding Ash with the stunning beauty of their naked bodies. After a long while of staring at t hre epairs of breasts and three appetising triangles between their thighs, the young champion came to his senses and loked around, seeing only the tip of Pikachu's tail as he sneaked outside. He has been around long enough to know what was going to happen…

"As for those gifts…", Lana explained, "In the ancient times, when a man was to set off for a journey, it was customary for him to leave something behind, in case he never returned".

She stepped forward, seeing how Ash;'s eyes follow every step of her and move of her curves.

"A… mark on this world, if you will", she spoke, dragging her finger across the bulge he was trying to hide with his outfit. She placed her hand on her underbelly and watched as realisation dawns on him, especially when he noticed that Lillie and Mallow performed the same gesture.

"Y-you… you all…"

"Yes", Mallow answered, joining Lana, her bare body mere inches from Ash's still clothed one. "We want the Alolan champion to bless us withy your seed, before you set off for another journey."

"Though, of course we would preferred if you'd stay…", Lillie added at once, rushing forward, completing the circle. "Life on Alola seems perfect, isn't it?"

"Look, we're not gonna pressure you", Mallow spoke, reaching to the drawer and procuring a familiar six-pack of rubbers, all with Masterball image printed on it. "We can do it safely, and you will still remember this night for the rest of your life".

The three exchanged knowing looks.

"But after all this time, wouldn't you want to… start a life tonight?"

His own heartbeat joined the distant firework explosions as silence fell in the room, stretching into infinity as Ash pondered the offer his three girlfriends presented.

And that silence broke the moment he nodded and yelped when three pairs of hands grabbed him, yanking him towards the makeshift extension of his bed. and by the time he got onto the soft mattress, he was naked, sans his boxers, now getting almost impossibly tight thanks to the erection.

"Oh, and there is something more", Mallow added, between Ash's ravenous kisses he shared between the three. Once more she reached to the drawer and procured a small vial, filled with purple liquid.

"Salazzle's phermonones", she spoke in low, seductive voice.

"A-Aren't they supposed to be super strong?"

"They are." Mallow replied, uncorking the bottle, "And we didn't want to cloud your judgement before you-EEEK!"

Mallow didn't get to finish her sentence, as the second the potent aroma hit Ash's nostrils, he ditched any other thoughts and unceremoniously tackled his three ladies to the mountain of pillows behind them, With Mallow getting first glimpse of their shared boyfriend's vigor.

And as Mallow looked up, she saw the figure of their victorious boyfriend, towering naked and proud above her, his cock erect and ready. She let out another shriek when she felt her legs being spread and pushed up, not by him, but by her two friends.

Lana and Lillie held her legs in this wild position, allowing Ash to sink as deep inside her as it was physically possible with first thrust of his hips.

"You can't say you are dissatisfied", Lana joked, watching as her friend moans and wails with every thrust. "And you brought it onto yourself…"

She waved her hand, letting the pink pheromones cloud her senses.

"Yes, A-Ash, breed me! Breed us! We want to bear the next ge-generation of champions!", she babbled in animalistic stupor, brought by Ash's vigor. In her mind, she recalled all their adventures, as she rose from stranger, to friend and finally their boyfriend.

And now, he was working hard to earn a new title - one of the father. Lana and Lillie cheered the two, painting the picture of Ash's seed flooding her womb, while their fingers caressed her lips and clit, offering much needed and subtle pleasure in between Ash hammering his cock.

The two watched them and when they saw Mallow curl her toes, they knew they were close - and it was Lana who pushed Ash's back at the moment of their shared orgasm, making him arche hid back and fold Mallow and cum at almost 90 degree angle, ensuring the deluge of his seed flooding against her womb, as Mallow and ash wailed each other's names.

"Y-yes… " , Mallow panted, conflicted when she felt Ash sliding his cock out. On one hand, she wished he stayed and gift her more of his scorching hot cum, on the other, she marvelled at the creampie oozing from her sex, knowing that her two friends will soon share the same fate. "Now that is a seed bomb…"

"More like Hydro Cannon", Lana corrected, "Which means he will have to take a while to reco-MMPH!"

But Ash surprised Lana, grabbing her waist and slamming her onto his cock, rock hard, despite his recent climax.

His lips drained her moans, while Mallow waved the bottle of pheromones, explaining his readiness. The champion soon moved to her breasts, still slamming her petite body agaist his hips.

"Remember, Ash? When I was the most flat-chested girl on all of Alola? Now look at these…"

Lana was right, in the years of their travels, she most certainly had to upgrade her swimsuits to accomodate for her breasts Ash was now ferociously kissing.

"And I want them bigger, Ash. Swollen with milk for our children…"

"That can be done", he replied , closing his lips around her nipple, wishing he could already taste it.

And with that, he made her toss her head back as pleasure intensified with each of his thrusts, seemingly diving deeper with each one .

"I-I want twins! Or-or triplets! they ran in my family… our family, now…"

The mental image of Lana holding two or three black-haired bundles of joy made Ash lose it, opening the floodgates of his seed the second time, as his and Lana's arms coiled around each other's backs w hi el the two rocked their orgasms, Lana upping her desires with each pant, ending on septuplets.

She reluctantly had to uncross her legs and let Ash go, but seeing Lillie coil next to her madd her eager to watch that spectacle.

"A-Ash! I want… I want to do it like this…", Lillie turned around, lifting her ass high up, showing him her pussy, glistening with slick juices. "I want to do it like your Lycanrock and my Ninetales did last night!"

It took Ash a moment to understand these words.

"Wait, are you saying that he and Snowy…"

"Oh yes, they are going to be parents too", Lillie beamed, "I… I watched them for… like an hour as they mated. She's probably gonna give him a whole litter of Vulpixes.. and I want to share her fate!"

She arched her back, wiggling her ass, and before she knew it, she got her wish, as Ash unceremoniously rammed himself inside her

And even though his mating looked more like a Midnight Lycanrock's, Lillie didn't mind, letting cry after cry praising his stamina.

"Admit it, you've wanted to do that on the stadium!", Mallow suddenly spoke, lying next to her in the same position, proudly showing her creampie to Ash.

"Getting bred in front of everyone else…", Lana joined her from the other side.

"Yes!", Lillie cried into the pillows, her body already thrashing in convulsions. "Ash! Pass your best stats onto our kids!"

Her next moan was silenced by Mallow's and Lana's lips, kissing her with each thrust that filled and overfilled her, completing the triple battle.

The three powerful trainers, each loved, fucked and bred coiled around each other, kissing and sharing the heat of the moment, waiting for their spent boyfriend to join them. But when they looked at Ash, all they saw was the champion proudly looking at his three creampied ladies.

"What? He-he is still hard?" , Mallow opened her eyes, as she fully expected Ash to be drained by now, after cumming hard into their pussies.

"Is this the pheromone?", Lillie asked.

"I don't think so… I think he is just that horny for us, girls…", Lana giggled, showing the empty vial.

And a smirk on his face proved them right, as Ash looked down at his three partners, all having been marked by his seed, leaking from their used pussies. This time he chose Lana, and with his dive into the water-type trainer, he began round two, much to the enjoyment of his companions.

It was nearly dawn when Pikachu returned from his own celebrations, spent with Sophocles' Pachirisu, Togodemaru and lovely duo of Plusle and Minun. What a double team that was…

When he sneaked into his pal's bedroom, the musky, dense smell of lust was still present,together with the scent of his and his three ladies, mixed to the point where they were indistinguishable. Not wanting to interrupt the snoring love pile, he took one of the pillows and fell asleep on it, knowing that in oncoming months he will have to give his best friend a lot more private time.

Ash Ketchum's mind often went back to that fateful night. Or rather nights, as Lillie, Lana and Mallow didn't stop after just one, stretching his celebrations for almost a fortnight to ensure that their plan would work. And it did, though that became obvious a couple of months down the line, when the three powerful trainers had to expand their wardrobes to accommodate their growing bodies, brimming with new generations of Ketchums.

They knew that soon they will all have their hands full, taking care of six children (Lillie was having twins, and Lana her wished triplets), but for now, Ash had to prove himself every night loving his wives fulfilling their needs, which seemed to be growing with their pregnant bellies.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Are you continuing The big Bad?

Because I love it !

I'm so glad you love it So here you go Last Part 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Big Bad | Ash

⚫🔵“Such righteousness! Such divinity! Ohhhh~(Y/n)! You came.” ⚫🔵‘It doesn’t sound like I’m the one who’s coming but whatever’ ⚫🔵You bit your tongue opting to unfurl your dagger-pointed chains  ⚫🔵Excitedly he unsheathed his sword flying a foot above before pointing it in challenge  ⚫🔵You meet him with urgency wrapping your chains around his sword as you both fight for control ⚫🔵Slowly being pulled closer you plant your feet to swing him into an adjacent forest  ⚫🔵Taking the opening to start undoing incantation that forced your friend to be trapped ⚫🔵“(Y/n) you amaze me with how much damage a pure human-being can inflict on me, an angel!”  ⚫🔵Nearly completely releasing your friend you turn back around to fling the sword he flung at you ⚫🔵Continuing his attack with by darting towards you at neck breaking speeds you barely dodged ⚫🔵Launching yourself into the sky as you restrained him from behind once again flinging him into the dirt ⚫🔵“You have no one to blame for that but yourself, you so-called servant!”  ⚫🔵On emphasis you im stabbed the dagger into the back of his shoulder from your distanced landing  ⚫🔵Quickly releasing your friend you didn’t react as the black cat crawled to curl around your neck ⚫🔵“You’re an amazing creature, its a shame you enjoy fraternizing with filth–”  ⚫🔵Returning your weapon to nothing more than a choker you jump into the talons of Narcissa who carries you fast enough before Ash can fully recover ⚫🔵“-no worries, I’ll correct that slight flaw…and then…we can truly indulge in one another.”

As you finally were dropped into the portal leading you to your one of many bases you let yourself wince at the aching of your muscles. While you could take on supernatural foes it didn’t make it feel any better especially when you had let your muscles forget the pain while playing maid again. Immediately you began unzipping your ensemble as you heard the magical twinkle of magic and clackking of ice in your tub. Hopping in you let your muscles relax at the soothing burn of ice.

“(Y/n)nya, why are you so sore?! It's like your nyewbie all over again!” 

No longer a cat was Blair, puffing her cheeks as she realized how much you were still wincing while in the ice bath. Reluctantly she came behind you hugging your exposed shoulder letting her nuzzle into your head with.

“Sorry Blair-y, I might have gotten a little soft hanging out with my kid–”

“Your kid!? He wouldn’t let you train?! What a tyrant!” 

“Speaking of after tonight I’ve got to head back. He threw such a fit he’s probably worried himself sick–” 

The cat’s face soured even more as she stared intensely at the back of your head, fighting the jealousy bubbling in her chest. You were always so angry when she would express it so she held back…just for you. Why were you trying to run off to this has-been? Hasn’t he existed long enough without your help?!

“Fine! Then I’m coming with! 

You chuckled, shuffling yourself deeper into the ice. “Not this time. He’s allergic to cats.”

“Huh?! That monster! What about magical ones?!”

“Yup”

“Awwww.”

“But you can stay in the same city, my friend Adrian, do you remember?”

“Ugh well I guess I won’t be alone the whole time…Fine! I’ve decided I’ll stay in your safe house in the meantime!”

You laughed again before spacing out to think of what you should bring as a gift for your little bro. After all he’d be quite angry and maybe something sweet to lighten his yapping.

[cupofbrownsugar]

Here’s something for my harem!au that was close to being done so I just did a speedrun to finish it lol, expect spelling and grammar mistakes, ya girl tired

i guess it also counts as part of @deadlilmoon ‘s salim-can’t-read-a-damn-book series? lol tis the best series after all

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Salim stifled a yawn as he read another book from the castle’s extensive library. He stretched languidly on one of the many lavish chaise lounges around the castle, the dappled light of the room’s many candles and colourful hung fabrics dancing across his mostly bare skin. 

This evening’s twilight was calm, peaceful, and suddenly broken by the familiar click of the Captain of the Guard’s heels approaching. Salim’s eyes stayed squarely eyes on the page, continuing his reading.

The steady click of footsteps continued like clockwork behind him, until they stopped. 

Salim licked his finger, and turned the page, 

“Must you…” Jason cleared his throat behind him, dropping his formal voice to speak more naturally. “...You really gotta dress like that all the time?”

Salim shrugged, incidentally slipping a translucent strap from his bare shoulder. “It is the harem uniform. It is important to always be ready for our king.”

He heard the guard cough before saying, voice rough, “Ready?”

“Yes.” Salim finally tore his gaze from his book to look over his shoulder. “Ready, warm, and waiting.”

“Waiting.”

“Mhm.”

As Salim took in the reddening of the tips of the other man’s ears, he turned back to his book nonchalantly, only to hear the guard scoff, and murmur under his breath.

“As if he would…”

“No?” Salim asked innocently, looking back to catch the Captain off-guard. “Do you think I’d be left unwanted? That I’m not desirable?”

“W-well, I…” Jason caught himself and glared, his accent thickening as he growled, “Don’t try n’ trick me with your seductive wiles, you harlot. I ain’t fallin’ for it, and last time was just-.”

“Last time?” Salim shrugged, unbothered, as he turned back to his book. “I assumed you were just following orders.”

Jason clicked his heels, and Salim could practically hear his posture straightening with loyal pride. “Of course!”

“I belong to the king, after all.”

The other’s voice faltered. “O-of course.”

“Mm,” Salim hummed in agreement, flipping a page. “Well, I won’t keep you from your duties. I bid you a pleasant evening, Captain.”

After a moment’s pause as Salim continued to read, he heard the clicks of the Captain’s shoes once more as he marched away.

...and then after another moment, he marched right back.  

“I am loyal to my liege,” the Captain hissed from behind the chaise lounge, “I would never betray my king’s ownership.”

Salim nodded, flipping another page. “It’s very admirable.”

“It’s my responsibility as Captain to make sure you remain untouched by anyone but my king,” Jason continued, voice stern.

“Your royal duty, of course.”

“And I…” The Captain’s voice faltered, as he swallowed. His tone quieted, softened. “...If I were to stay... close to you...” He hesitated. “...it would ensure no man could touch you.”

Salim blinked. He finally slid his eyes away from the page, just slightly tilting his head back towards the other man, just enough to show he was listening.

“…True.”

“No man could…” The Captain murmured as Salim felt the his gloved finger trail ever so lightly up his thigh, brushing the fabric there just a touch higher. “…steal you away in the night...”

“Mmm.” Salim hummed, not moving away from his touch.

“No man could…” The Captain’s fingers dipped under the soft fabric to caress the bared skin. “...peel away your clothes.”

Salim’s breath caught, nodding.

“No man could…” Jason’s fingers trailed up his side to his bare shoulder, to stroke up his neck. “...could ravage you until you could not walk.”

Salim shivered, letting out a quivering breath. He turned to finally look at the Captain, his dark eyes looking up through his eyelashes as he whispered. 

“No man… but you. Captain.”

Jason sucked in a breath, eyes dark and entranced, until they widened. He grimaced, clicked his heels, and promptly marched away.

Salim watched after him, before letting out a breath and turning back this his book... before the Captain’s heels quickly clicked back into the room until he was standing right in front of him.

“If it were to happen,” Jason spoke quickly, laboured, “it’d be best if he ain’t never found out, right?”

Salim tilted his head and quirked his eyebrow innocently. 

“Found out what?” He asked as he let his legs fall open.

Jason panted, ripping open the clasps off of his chest armour as he stepped forward. “Fuckin’ right.”

-

The harem worker lay beneath him, legs spread wide as Jason sunk his cock into him, in and in. 

Ready, warm, and waiting.

The Captain hiked up Salim’s leg higher, throwing it over his shoulder so he could fuck in deeper, make the man beneath him gasp breathlessly and claw at his back, fold him in half to bite into the crook of his neck, make him whine as he sucked at that dark soft skin that tasted of honey and oud. 

“C-Captain...” Salim clutched to his neck, panting against his ear. He pressed his lips against him, and gave a low whisper.

“Do you think me desirable?”

Jason paused, feeling the smirk against his ear. He growled, “Your mouth’s prettier when it’s shut.”

But as the man beneath him laughed, delighted and warm, Jason couldn’t help but steal that mouth with his own in a kiss, quieting him properly until he could only whimper in pleasure.

[cleakuki]

Fluffy Trueform!Sukuna x reader 😏

tags: mentions of murder and blood. kissing, sukunas kinda oc but hes my fluffy baby. not rlly proof read

I know I introduced that one fic idea but I plan to release all chapters at once. I just wanted to feed u guys with this so I wouldn’t leave yall hanging. Thank u guys for being so patient with me!

trueform!Sukuna who finds you all battered and dirty, covered in ash after destroying your village. the curse had no remorse towards humans. in his eyes they were seen as weak and impertinent; full of desires they could never fully fulfill with their fleeting life span.

trueform!sukuna who takes you in, somehow tolerating you. he adores how small you were compared to him- how your cute face would brighten up a little when he would return from long missions. you were the only thing he looked forward to after mass murdering villages in japan.

trueform!sukuna who “doesn’t” comfort you when you have a nightmare. he can feel how you relax in his arms, his warmth coaxing the dark and painful memories that resided in your head to disappear. the king of curses refuses to acknowledge it but his heart truly does clench when he sees you tormented by your past.

trueform!sukuna who slaughtered his entire harem after he overheard them harassing you. his little precious flower, whom he treasures so dearly. the ruthless king of curses held you close, one of his four hands covering your eyes to shield you from the dead bodies of his harem.

trueform!sukuna who brings you little trinkets and presents after he returns from his trips, sometimes covered in blood. his greatest endeavor is observing the way you tear up at his gestures, your little, puny heart that is so utterly weak at handling emotions.

trueform!sukuna who sometimes accidentally makes you cry, his words can be cruel and insensitive. it angers him, and yet confuses the curse. when has he become so weak? was he always like this? he stays up at night thinking about you, and what he would be if he hadn’t come across you that day.

trueform!sukuna who makes it up to you by bringing you to a beautiful flower field, letting you braid flowers into his soft pink hair. his heart flutters when he sees you genuinely smile, and it makes the corners of his lips twitch.

trueform!sukuna who stops going away so often, instead opting to hold you close to his furnace like body, listening to your sweet voice read the dusty ancient books stored away in his library.

trueform!sukuna who finds himself staring at you all the time, and when he wasn’t, you would be on his mind. the curse who now loves to cup your supple cheeks and stroke your cheek bone with unseen tenderness.

trueform!sukuna who finally comes to term with his feelings, bringing you to that same flower field where he saw you smile for the first time. there, the king of curses held you so gently, admiring your glassy round eyes that adorned the darkest pair of eyelashes.

trueform!sukuna who kisses you for the first time, colliding his lips with yours. and to him it made him feel complete. the murders and begs of people who pleaded for their lives in the past did not compare to what he felt with you. when he pulls away, he utters the three words that you longed to hear.

[20forty9]

I Didn't Mean To Haunt You

Chapter IV - Candles On Fire

Summary : The spirit spars with Maheas and doesn't realize the mistake it has made will lead to terrible consequences. You go on your first mission with other people, but it doesn't go all according to plan. You have to learn that it's okay to be vulnerable with people you are starting to trust.

Word Count : 9.4k

Contains : Violence. Very vague mention of top scars. I think that's it, please let me know if I'm missing anything!

Pairings : Gojo Satoru/Reader, Geto Suguru/Reader, Everyone/Reader (Reverse Harem)

Cross-posted on Ao3

A/N : So I know I said I wouldn't update in two weeks, but I lied. I lie for fun, apparently. I pumped this chapter out like my LIFE depended on it (confirmed Gege was holding the gun to my head... especially with those latest leaks brah I can't believe it). LOTS of Satoru and Gojo in this chapter! And just a short flashback to Suliman, probably the shortest one I've written so far... Some small fluff too, for once! I must really be feeling sick... I'm also curious, are there any characters you'd like to see more of? OR, actually, who are YOUR favourite characters from JJK that you'd like to see involved in the story? Remember, it's Multi x Reader, so it can be anyone! And is there anything you're not vibing with in this story so far? Feedback means the world to me and keeps me logging back in every day to check if I have any new comments. Trust me, your support goes a long way and keeps me motivated, so thank you to my regular commenters!

Curiosity is the wick in the candle of learning. ~William Arthur Ward

Suliman is utterly obsessed with the spirit’s powers, to put it simply – though even that word couldn’t put enough emphasis on it. Every day, she would create training dummies of different sizes made out of her strange purple tendrils for it to use as target practice, showing off its destructive fire capabilities. 

Though it was glad to be able to use an element without any drawbacks, the way Suliman observed, refusing to tear her eyes away for even one second, disturbed it deeply. Knowing her, she already had a few plans in mind on how to use it for her benefit. 

After absolutely eviscerating another training dummy, Suliman approaches the spirit, stepping over the leftover ashes, slowly clapping her hands. 

“Good,” she simply says. “I think I’ve had enough of you training on something like this. I have a better idea.” 

With a click of her fingers, her entourage of men walk over, followed by the kid the spirit had an encounter with a little over a month ago – Maheas is his name , if it recalls correctly. The dirty-blonde boy holds a sword in his hand, donned in clothes appropriate for exercise. He looks up at the spirit anxiously, a small frown on his face, probably remembering their first meeting. 

“Maheas, from this day forward, this spirit will train you,” Suliman explains to the boy, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. “You are my most promising acolyte, I want to shape you to be the best, and this will surely help you achieve your goal.” 

His gaze drifts to the woman, apprehensive. But when she gives him a soft smile, it seems to weaken his resolve. 

“I won’t let you down, Madame. I’ll work as hard as possible, and become even stronger than that thing!” Maheas points an accusatory finger in the spirit's direction. “I can probably beat it right now!” 

“Oh, is that so?” She tilts her head to the side, the smile never wavering. “Well, why don’t you show me? Make me proud.” 

“I would be honoured.” 

Suliman takes a step back, followed by the men, giving both the spirit and the young boy enough space to spar. 

Unimpressed, the spirit stands firmly in place, not moving a single muscle. It doesn’t want to fight a kid, but it looks like it has no other choice. It remembers their first encounter, when Maheas punched it in the gut and managed to summon enough cursed energy to do some damage in its weakened state. As long as it doesn’t let him hit it directly, it could end this fight in mere seconds. 

“Prepare yourself, spirit!” Maheas says, pointing the tip of his sword in its direction. “I won’t go easy on you.” 

It has to fight the urge to roll its eyes, raising its fists in front of its face and bringing its left leg forward a bit, bending at the knees. With a raise of a thick red eyebrow, it provokes the young boy enough to charge forward, swinging his sword back. The spirit side-steps his attack quickly just as he brings the weapon down right where it was standing, getting it stuck in the ground. 

The sword must be slightly too heavy for Maheas, as he struggles to pull it out, giving the spirit just enough time to move a hand underneath the young boy’s arm, bringing him closer to it before it knees him in the stomach, just strong enough to knock him back and leave him breathless on the ground, but not enough to actually injure him.

Just like that, their fight is over – if you could even call that. 

After taking a deep breath, Maheas sits back up, staring daggers at the spirit. If looks could kill… 

“I want a rematch!” He declares, but when he tries to stand back up, his legs wobble and he immediately sits back down. After getting knocked down like that, the spirit knows he’ll need a few minutes before he can use his legs properly again. It motions with a hand for him to keep sitting, imitating deep breaths. 

“I don’t listen to you,” Maheas says, though he does it anyway, crossing his legs and harrumphing. 

“You did well,” Suliman says as a butler approaches the young boy with a glass of water. “You’ll only continue to improve as you train. I don’t want either of you to hold back on each other, do you understand me?” 

That seems to be a dangerous request, the spirit thinks to itself. It looks over at the boy’s discarded sword laying on the ground, deciding to pick it up and weigh it in its hands. It is definitely too heavy for a boy of his height and weight, and also too restrictive. He’d do well with a polearm. 

There’s a light smack to its side, bringing its attention to the red-faced boy who is – surprisingly enough – already standing on both legs, yelling at it. 

“Put that down, it’s not yours!” He continues weakly punching it with his small fists. 

It decides to look over the sword once more, completely ignoring Maheas, shaking its head in disappointment. 

“What seems to be the problem?” It reads upon Suliman’s lips when it looks over at her. 

She waves the butler over, who brings a piece of parchment paper and quill dipped in ink at the ready. The spirit looks at the objects, confused. 

“You barely talk, so write what’s on your mind instead,” she says. 

It hesitates as it grasps the quill, the tip of it pressing against the paper, still unsure. It doesn’t know how to write . 

“My, you really are pathetic, aren’t you?” Suliman’s lips are still quirked up in a small smile as she gently berates it. “Fine, just speak instead.” 

It swallows nervously, suddenly becoming increasingly more uncomfortable. It doesn’t know what vowels to emphasize or vocalize. It shakes its head no instead, pointing at the sword and making an ‘x’ with its fingers before gesturing at Maheas. 

“Are you saying the sword isn’t a good weapon for him?” She asks, crossing her arms. Thankful she understood it, it nods. The young boy standing next to them looks mildly offended, stomping a foot on the ground. 

“You calling me weak?!” 

The spirit shakes its head back and forth again. 

“I think it’s saying that another weapon would suit you better,” Suliman patiently explains it to him, and it nods at that. “If that’s the case, why don’t you show us what will work better?” 

Each of the men that were standing on guard brandish their weapons, each of them being different. They stand tall, backs straight and situated in a line, and hold their weapon in the palm of their hands. 

“Go on,” she encourages the spirit. 

Its eyes scrutinize over each of them before they land on a man holding a polearm. It walks over to him, pointing at it then looking back at Suliman. 

“Well, go on then,” she urges Maheas with a gentle push to his back. He reluctantly makes his way over to stand next to the spirit, taking the polearm from the man standing in front of the both of them. 

The spirit notes that it’s definitely too long for someone of his height, but with a few adjustments, he’ll be able to move more swiftly and have more versatile attacks. It will significantly extend his range and striking power, too. Compared to the sword, this is a much better option for the young boy. 

“How does it feel?” Suliman asks Maheas, observing him. 

“It’s okay, I think,” he replies, weighing the weapon in both hands. He still seems unsure, but with time he’ll become more used to it. 

“Wonderful. We’ll make you one that suits you better so you can properly train with the spirit by tomorrow,” she says, motioning at the man to take his polearm back. 

The young boy smiles widely at the prospect of a new weapon, thanking her over and over again. Suliman pats him on the head in a motherly way, giving him a smile of her own, but the spirit notices that there is no genuine warmth behind it. She adjusts her dress slightly before leading Maheas away, leaving a request to the men to bring the spirit back to its room. She waves goodbye to it as she walks with the young boy through the gardens and back to the greenhouse. 

The spirit can’t help but think it has made a grave mistake. 

 

The following day after the big thunderstorm, you wake up with a sudden start, feeling your alarm clock vibrate underneath the pillow. You click it off, setting it on the nightstand, and immediately sit up, wiping the sleep away from your eyes. It feels like your blood is already pumping – today is a big day, after all. It’s your first official mission, no less a mission with other people. Today is a day where you can prove his worth and show your loyalty to the higher-ups. 

You already have some clothes set aside for today – your usual sleeveless compression shirt and dark brown cargo pants and converse. After taking a shower and changing, you open the blinds to let in the morning sun shine into the room through the leaves of the trees outside. After the terrible weather from yesterday, it seems that today is a beautifully bright day. 

You smile to yourself, grabbing your notebook and pen. Closing and locking the door behind you, you exit the dormitories, heading to Yaga’s classroom so your team can be debriefed. As usual, you’re the first one there, so you take a seat at the desk you claimed during your first time there, putting your legs up on the table. 

“How are you feeling today?” Yaga asks as he looks up from his laptop, a pen in his right hand, papers in his left. It looks like he was doing paperwork for a mission the others must’ve been sent on recently. 

You reply with a thumbs up and a bright smile, which makes the older man relax, leaning back in his chair. “I’m glad to hear that.” 

While you both wait for the others to show up, you doodle silly drawings in the notebook to fight the boredom. You’re not an artist by any means, but it still helps to pass time. You drew the fish that were in the sign language book from yesterday, but this time, the koi fish is swimming happily with the two other betta fish in a small pond. 

You get pulled out of your intense focus when a manicured finger taps down on the top of the notebook, bringing your gaze up to meet Shoko’s. 

“Cute drawing,” she says, leaning over to see it better. 

You sign thanks a little bit flustered, flipping the notebook to a blank page. 

- How are you doing? :) 

“I’m good, thanks,” she replies, hopping onto the desk next to your own. She turns to look at her teacher. “Am I on time, sensei?” 

“Take a look at the clock yourself,” he seems to grumble. 

Five minutes past their agreed meeting time. “Ehh, close enough.” 

It takes another ten minutes for Gojo and Geto to show up together, fashionably late as always. Instead of wearing the hoodie he used to wear with the hood up to protect his eyes, Gojo has now switched into the full normal school uniform, along with the glasses you gifted him. 

“Yo!” The white-haired man casually greets Yaga, a wide smile spread across his face. 

“Fifteen minutes,” the man replies. 

“Huh?”

“ Fifteen minutes late!” You can nearly feel the ground shake from how loudly Yaga yells. “Are you two morons ??!” 

“Sorry sensei, it’ll never happen again, we promise,” Geto says, bowing at the waist in respect. When he notices Gojo doesn’t bow either, he shoves a hand at the back of his head to force him to follow. 

You share a deadpan look with Shoko. You seem to be having the exact same thought — it’ll happen next week, guaranteed. 

“...Well, now that you’re all here, we’ll debrief and you’ll leave as soon as I’m done explaining,” Yaga says, closing his laptop and setting his papers in a neat pile. “This curse has been reported near an abandoned concert venue, just on the outskirts of Hachioji. It’s a bit of a drive, but bear with me. It shouldn’t be too difficult–” he levels a deadly look in Gojo’s direction, “–it’s a simple Grade 2. Just remember to put a veil up, and don’t get injured. Shoko is staying behind today.” 

“No complaints from me,” she says before rolling her head side to side, trying to loosen up a kink in her neck. 

“Behave, you two,” he tells both Gojo and Geto before turning to you. “And you… just– I don’t know, do what you usually do, but don’t be a pain in the ass.” 

You salute him with a goofy smile spread across your face, making the teacher glare at you halfheartedly. Unbeknownst to you, the two young men in the room snicker behind you at your behaviour. 

With the meeting adjourned, the three of you walk through the Jujutsu school’s campus to make your way to the transport car, where the driver waits for you patiently. You all clamber into the car, Gojo sitting in the passenger seat because of his ridiculously long limbs. He seems that he doesn’t know what to do with them either, awkwardly shifting the seat back to make enough room to be comfortable. You sit directly behind him with Geto to your right. 

The car immediately speeds off, the view of trees and houses quickly blurring together. You wistfully look out of your window. The sun shines brightly through the leaves of the trees, making you squint a little and turn your head to the right, facing Geto instead, who is already looking at you. 

“Are you looking forward to exorcising your first curse?” He asks, resting his cheek on his fist. 

Thankful you didn’t forget your notebook today, you quickly write on the paper. 

- Yes, I hope we’ll make a good team. I’m aware you two are capable, but we should learn to work as a team properly. And I’m NOT(!!!!) just saying that because I’m scared of what Yaga might say if we end up causing a mess, I genuinely want to help with making Tokyo more safe. 

You doodle a small smiley face at the end of your paragraph, hopefully to drive your point home. You’re more than aware that the two of them are adept at this, but they can’t be the only two to do so. They should be able to rely on others, especially someone that doesn’t need as much rest, food or water like most humans do. 

“It’ll be a learning experience, for sure,” the raven-haired man humbly replies, before his eyes seem to sharpen, sending a teasing look in your direction as he reads the rest. “You’re sure you’re not afraid of Yaga?”

You shake your head back and forth vigorously, your arms forming an ‘x’ in protest. Absolutely, but I won’t tell these two that. 

Gojo abruptly turns around in his seat, leaning over the center armrest (and apparently pissing off the driver while doing it) and shoves his phone in Geto’s face. 

“Look, look!” He says, waving the phone around wildly in front of his friend’s eyes. 

“Dude, calm down,” Geto scoffs, yanking it from Gojo’s hands to take a look. “Seriously, Digimon?” 

“X-Evolution is finally out on DVD, we gotta watch it!!!” 

“Didn’t you see that movie, like, six times since its release?” He raises an eyebrow, shooting him a judgemental look. 

“Actually, it’s more like seven. Or eight,” he pauses, pushing his sunglasses up along the bridge of his nose. “Wait, actually, no, it was ten.” 

“You look like a total nerd,” Geto looks down at the screen again. “And somehow you want to watch it again ?” 

“Absolutely.”

The white-haired man says it with the most serious expression you have ever seen that you can’t help but snort lightly, covering your mouth with your hand when you realize it grabbed both of the men’s attention. For some reason, it makes you feel incredibly uncomfortable. So you settle back in your seat, leaning your head back and only turning your eyes back onto their lips to read the conversation once you’re absolutely sure Gojo’s piercing gaze is fixated back onto his friend. 

“Let’s pick up the DVD after the mission,” he says, grabbing his phone back from Geto’s hands, still continuing to lean over the armrest. 

“You mean you’ll pick it up,” he points at him. “I am not paying for that. You are literally rich.” 

“But it’s more special and meaningful and romantic when we pay for something together!” He whines, wrapping his long arms around the headrest and hugging it in faux-comfort. This man truly loves bringing out the theatrics , you think to yourself. 

“Allow me to disagree with you on that,” Geto says, a deadpan look on his face, before turning his head to the window. 

He seems to be saying something else, you can tell by the way his jaw moves, but you can’t see his lips from this angle. Whatever it is, it makes Gojo laugh and point at him, but by this point you don't bother following the conversation anymore, too confused. What the hell is Digimon, anyways? What’s a DVD? Sighing to yourself, you look outside, watching the scenery pass by. 

A little over half an hour passes by when the car makes it out to the outskirts, driving along a slim road. There are farmhouses and fields, buildings placed further apart from each other as it becomes more remote. Tokyo city has nothing compared to the lush greenery on Hachioji’s outskirts, and you can tell that it’s much more quiet here compared to the city. There’s no familiar rumbling of trucks that you have become accustomed to when walking along the pavement, instead it’s peaceful. You wonder if the birds chirp more loudly here. 

The driver drives up a steep hill, and the distant sight of a mountain covered in thick, healthy green trees greets your group. The car goes up, up, up and around the streets that bend along the hill before you come across a split in the road. The driver turns to the left onto an unpaved road, gravel bouncing against metal, and suddenly the sun seems to disappear underneath the canopy of leaves. 

The deeper you go onto this unpaved road, the less you come across houses, until there are none left. Instead, old, empty, rusty steel drums spray painted with arrows and different symbols replace them. There’s nothing around except for ‘ No Trespassing! ' signs. 

The vehicle comes to a sudden halt, and you feel the door underneath your palm shake slightly, meaning that the car is unlocked. You open the door with your notebook in hand, happy to stretch your legs out after spending nearly an hour travelling. You feel the dry twigs snap underneath your feet, dead leaves brushing against your ankles. The smell of fresh air fills your lungs, and you take a deep breath in. This is as close to heaven as it gets . You reach back into the car to grab your polearm that was laying on the floor in its holder, putting the strap around your chest so the weapon can rest against your back, leaving your hands free. 

There’s a quick tap on your shoulder, and you turn around to be face-to-face with Gojo, who looks at you over the rim of his sunglasses. Bright blue eyes stare at you, and you realize that it’s something that you’ll have to get used to, unless you want that smug bastard to tease you every time you get nervous from looking at him in the eyes. 

“Let’s go,” he says, thumbing behind him. “We have to walk a bit, and the driver is gonna stay with the car. Hope you like to hike.” 

You have to leg over the horizontal chain attached to two poles to block any cars from passing, and Gojo nearly trips over it, his hand immediately reaching out to your arm to steady himself before he can fall face first and accidentally eat a pile of dirt. 

“ Nice one, ” you sign with an eyebrow raised, the white-haired man standing back at full height, rubbing his hands against his uniform as if trying to wipe your cursed energy off of his skin. 

“I don’t know what you just said to me, but I don’t like your attitude, kiddo,” Gojo replies, taking a ‘ parent-disappointed-in-you ’ pose, arms crossed, hips jutting out. He’s about to retort with something else before he closes his mouth instead, jogging ahead to catch up to Geto, who was waving the two of you over impatiently. 

“Let’s just get this over with instead of messing around, alright?” The raven-haired man sighs, an exasperated look on his face. 

“You just wanna show off,” Gojo says, tucking his hands into his pockets before sauntering off. 

None of you speak a word amongst each other until you make it to a big, rundown building. It’s not as big as a stadium, but the concerts held here back in the day must’ve been fun with such an open area. 

“I wonder why they had a venue out in the middle of nowhere,” Geto says to you as he walks alongside you. “Seems a bit strange.” 

- More space? Beats me. 

You turn the page to face him after you finish writing, giving him a shrug of your shoulders. 

You’re just about to ask where Gojo went until a flash of bright white hair makes itself known in the corner of your eye. You see him waving at you both, motioning you to come closer to the building. 

“Slowpokes, over here!” 

Geto rolls his eyes, but follows him inside, and you follow suit. 

You’re greeted with a dark lobby, burst pipes leaking water and forming deep puddles on the ground. You can immediately feel the water seeping into your canvas shoes and socks, making your face scrunch up in distaste. At another glance, there are multiple stands labeled ‘Food’, ‘Alcohol’, ‘Merchandise’, and more. This must’ve definitely been a popular place. The paint is peeling off of the walls, and there’s graffiti sprayed against any space that isn’t occupied by mold or dirty, dripping water. You walk over to a concession stand, inspecting it and turning your back to the front doors where your group first walked in from. 

“Do you think Nirvana played here?” Gojo asks Geto, pointing at the large closed doors, presumably leading to the concert hall itself. 

“Are you fucking stupid?” 

Gojo pouts, kicking a fallen piece of pipe on the ground. “Jeez, you only had to say no.” 

Just as he’s about to open the big doors, he pauses, his whole body freezing up. Geto, upon noticing this, feels a wave of guilt wash over him, assuming his words actually insulted his friend. 

“Hey, you know I was just kidding, right?” 

“Get down!” Gojo whips around suddenly, calling out your name. Luckily, you had been looking at the two of them just as he spoke up, and the instant you read his lips, you duck, not even thinking twice. You feel a violent crack of air whip the top of your head – if you hadn’t moved in time, your head would’ve been sliced clean off. 

Twisting your body around, you look up, coming face-to-face with a group of low-levelled curses, one of them having long, razor-sharp cleavers for arms. They’re all mangled and twisted, ribs protruding out of their sides and wearing paper masks with strange symbols trying to imitate facial features. Their skin is almost human-like, but the fact that every inch of them is somehow warped together quickly puts that thought to rest. You reach for your back, about to pull out your polearm from its sheath, but you’re beaten to the punch as Geto runs up behind you, launching himself in the air and kicking Razor-arms in the face, sending it stumbling backwards. 

The other curses quickly retaliate, one of them trying to gain the upper hand while Geto is still in the air and grabbing his leg, slamming him down onto the hard floor. They’re about to bring down a finishing blow, but get interrupted by you finally taking out your polearm and slashing at their masks, making the group stumble back. Gojo immediately rushes over, splaying out his arms before bringing them together again and making rushed, complicated hand movements. The reaction is instantaneous – a large blue orb starts forming and the entire group of curses get sucked into it like a magnet, crashing together before turning into nothing. 

You and Geto get back on their feet. You’re shocked at what you just saw, mismatched eyes wide in surprise. Gojo just completely evaporated those curses as if it was nothing to him, not even a single drop of sweat wasted on them. This must be why he’s on such a constant high horse .

The white-haired man looks at you in disdain. “You’re a cursed spirit and you didn’t even feel your own kind?” He rolls his eyes. Well, there’s that classic Gojo that you first met – so much for his unexpected kindness from yesterday. 

You look around for your notebook, hoping to explain your lack of reaction better. Unfortunately, you find it where you nearly got decapitated, in a muddied puddle of water, completely ruined. Wonderful, you think to yourself. You can’t even be angry at the fact you were so careless just to toss it away at the first breath of danger, just annoyed. 

“Maybe you didn’t want to kill them,” he continues, making your eyebrows raise. It was hard not to be genuinely offended by that comment. “After all, they’re you.” 

“ They aren’t me at all, ” you try to be patient as you sign, but you can’t help the feeling of anxiety that pangs in your chest, eyebrows furrowed and lips downturned. This is not how you wanted your first mission with others to go. 

“Satoru, that’s enough. If you want to nag them about this, do it later,” Geto interrupts the two of you, motioning vaguely to the big doors you had yet to go through. “Let’s get this done first.” 

Gojo decides to heed to his friend’s demands, mercifully giving you some space. You trail behind the white-haired man, looking down at your water-logged shoes, feeling a heavy weight on your shoulders. That is, until Gojo grabs you by the bicep to tug you forward to walk beside him. Surprised at the sudden action, you look up at him. 

“You’re too quiet, I won’t be able to hear if you get snatched up by a curse,” he explains through gritted teeth, looking up at the graffitied ceiling through his sunglasses. Refusing to actually acknowledge you, as if you’re more of an annoyance than teammate. 

You look forward, not bothering to dignify him with a reply. A tight feeling in your chest makes itself known, unpleasant and uncomfortable. 

“Seems weird to me that we haven’t run into the Grade 2 curse yet. Yaga didn’t tell us there would be any others besides it,” Geto turns around to face the two of you when you approach the door, an unsure look in his eyes. 

Gojo shrugs nonchalantly, walking up to the doors and tugging on the handles to pry them open. As soon as they swing ajar, a thick cloud of dust permeates through the air, making all of you cough violently as you breathe it in. Carefully, Geto takes the first step in, taking a flashlight out of the deep pocket of his pants, turning it on to illuminate the concert hall. 

The ceilings are high, and the venue has a main floor, balcony, and gallery. The seats are old and wrecked, a layer of dust, dirt and mold covering them all. Some are knocked over by miscreants, others are completely missing, and some are left untouched. The stage itself is decorated with even more graffiti, not a single inch left blank. 

Geto and Gojo are conversing about something, standing closer to each other than before, and it frustrates you to no end that you can’t tell what they’re discussing because of how dark the room is. If only the windows weren’t blacked out, then the room would have just enough light for you to lip-read. 

You’re about to wander off on your own to find the curse until there’s a powerful rumble underneath your feet, nearly making you lose your footing. Suddenly, a gigantic monstrosity crashes through the stage, sending wood and debris flying everywhere. The creature has multiple limbs, the most prominent features being its two front arms covering its ears, an unhinged jaw with far too many rows of teeth, with snot, sweat and tears running down every single orifice on its body. Its complexion is stark white, and there are strange neon tattoos along its other limbs. 

This must be the curse Yaga was talking about. 

This is definitely more powerful than a Grade 2 curse. 

Even with your lack of awareness of cursed energy, you can certainly tell that this is far beyond whatever was reported. 

There’s another powerful shake in the ground as the beast opens up its mouth, sending spittle flying everywhere. You ready your polearm, prepared to exorcise the curse, but you notice the lack of attack from your teammates. Gojo should be jumping at the opportunity to show off and waste another creature. Concerned, you take a quick glance behind your shoulder and notice that both Gojo and Geto are hunched over, covering their ears and clenching their jaws so hard that you can notice a prominent vein in the raven-haired man’s forehead popping out. 

You run over to them, hesitantly placing a comforting hand on Geto’s back. Eyes that were once screwed shut crack open to look up at your worried gaze, and he weakly points to the huge curse on the stage. 

It suddenly dawns on you – the rumbling wasn’t from the pure size of this curse breaking through the wall, it was from its mouth. It’s screeching so loud to the point where everything is shaking. 

The curse stops screaming for a moment, turning its deformed body to look around, its singular huge eye locking straight onto you . A dense string of drool pools from the corner of its mouth onto the ground, creating a disgusting, thick puddle of mucus below it. 

Taking the short distraction to his advantage, Gojo starts to make those complicated hand signs again, but unfortunately the curse notices too quickly – it opens its mouth to continue shrieking at your group, making glass shatter all around you. It completely incapacitates Gojo and Geto, whose hands immediately go to cover their ears again. Upon closer inspection, you notice drops of blood running down both of their jaws; the curse is so loud it makes their ears bleed. 

And you can’t hear a thing. 

The resolution comes to you much more easily than you expected. You grip your polearm tightly in your left hand, running forward to give yourself enough momentum to throw yourself upwards, twisting your body in the air to bring the blade of your weapon forward. Just as it’s about to pierce the skin of the curse, it opens its mouth and makes such a powerful blast of noise that it sends you flying back in the air, roughly landing on your back against some seats on the top floor, in the gallery. 

You cough violently as the breath is knocked out of your lungs, but quickly gets back up onto your feet. The curse is already aiming one of its gangly legs in your direction, and you level it with a glare, unmoving until it brings its hand down. The second the large limb gets close enough for impact, you push your foot against the ground, sending you sideways and putting just the right amount of distance to avoid getting hit. 

Its arm gets jammed between the seats and concrete of the third floor, and you take the opportunity to hop onto the forelimb, running along it and bringing your polearm forward to take yet another swing at the curse. Just as expected, the curse tries to screech at you again, so you jump up, going above its head and somersaulting in the air to bring your weapon down. Just as you feel the blade make impact with solid skin, a mouth appears right where the blade is and swallows it whole. You don't have enough time to register the shock, but still have half a mind to use the rest of your momentum to fall back down onto the ground floor, where your teammates are still hunched over, clutching at their heads in agony. You can’t even begin to imagine the pain that must be rattling throughout their brain. 

You huff, wiping the sweat from your brow. With no more weapons in hand, you decide to take this curse seriously and be more cautious. This isn’t just a Grade 2 anymore, this is something definitely dangerous. But…

You don't want to use your powers in front of others. Knowing that you are capable of this destruction will only make others more fearful of you, and it’s the last thing you want. You don't want to be isolated again, or working and living with people who don’t trust you. You just want to help. 

You’re considering his options, glancing back at Gojo and Geto for a moment, a wave of concern washing over you. If you don't get rid of this curse soon, they’ll probably lose their hearing completely, if they haven’t already. Fuck, if only things weren’t so damn complicated–

You see the shock written across Gojo’s face before you feel the impact against your side. His blacked-out sunglasses dropped down to the tip of his bloody nose, the sides of his face covered in blood, but he still had enough consciousness left in him to register the curse creeping behind you, eyes widening as it pulls back a large hand and whips you across the room. 

You break through multiple layers of wood, feeling splinter after splinter embedding in your skin and ripping it open as they get caught onto other debris. Finally, you slam against the furthest wall, concrete cracking against your back from the sudden shock. Blood spurts from your mouth - definitely a few broken ribs - and you feel dizzy, but you can’t pass out just yet. You force yourself onto shaky legs, looking at the creature that seems to be preparing to release another bloodcurdling scream. 

Fuck it.

There’s a sharp spike of pain that courses throughout your body as you raise your right arm, aiming at the curse. With a snap of your fingers, an enormous explosion of cyan fire mixed with purple flames ignites the entire stage, crawling across the curse’s skin and making it wail out in pain – or at least, that’s what you think it's doing. You can feel the heat against your skin, sparks igniting and scorching the exposed part of your arms, sweat beading your forehead. Tears and mucus fly everywhere as the curse’s limbs reach out for release, anything, from the burning that is spreading all along its body. Multiple hands crunch concrete and wood underneath it, bringing half of the ceiling down on top of it, but the flames burn brightly until the violent rumbling underneath your feet becomes a simple vibration, then turns to nothing . 

You bring your right hand up again, palm facing the violent flames, then bring it back down to your side, making the fire dissipate completely, leaving behind a mountain of ashes and thick clouds of smoke in its wake. 

And just like that, it’s over. 

You breathe in and out deeply, ribs painfully screaming out in protest at the action, and you clutch at your side to try and alleviate the pain. That curse had quite the punch to it , you think to yourself. Looking up, you walk through the smoke to return to your teammates and check on them. The uncomfortable warmth from using your fire lingers in the building, making you feel like you’re in a sauna. Your nose scrunches as you wipe the sweat from your forehead with the back of your hand, only to feel the moisture gather again. 

You know they’ll be horrified and disgusted. You feel a pang of sadness and guilt – they’ll never want to face you again. Gojo was right, you are a cursed spirit. You’ll only bring destruction and death to the people around you. You’re a monster.  

You do not expect the sight in front of you. Geto smiles at you in relief when he sees you appear through the thick clouds of smoke, though his eyebrows are knitted in concern when he sees you clutch your side. Gojo, however, beams at you, bright white teeth on display. His hands are covered in blood, but he doesn’t seem to mind it in the least. 

“Holy shit, why didn’t you tell us you could do that?!” Gojo exclaims, walking up to you and wiping the blood on the pants of his uniform. “You’re not as weak as I thought you were.” 

You stare at them, confused. Shouldn’t they be worried that you’d use this power against them? Isn’t this exactly what Gojo and the council of elders were afraid of? Eyes unblinking and unfocused, you give him a half-hearted shrug, feeling like you can barely move a muscle all of a sudden. 

This feels wrong. Bile rises at the back of your throat as uneasiness creeps along your spine – shouldn’t you be punished for unleashing your power like that? Gojo and Geto are obviously putting up a front. As soon as you all return to the school grounds, you’ll be thrown into confinement again, you’re sure of it. There’s no way this can end well for you. 

“Damn, my head is killing me,” Gojo says, bringing you out of your inner turmoil. “Let’s head back, I need to fix my poor eardrums.” 

Geto wordlessly follows, your eyes glued to the ground below you as your eyes go back to feeling clouded, mind feeling foggy as your body moves on autopilot. The tips of your fingers are tingling, hands and arms feeling numb as you feel like you’ve detached from yourself, a third-person view to your own life. You feel nothing until you collide into Geto’s muscular back, feeling your ribs throbbing in pain. 

Wondering why the raven-haired man came to a sudden stop, you focus back on the moment at hand, looking up at him. Geto looks concerned, eyebrows furrowed as he clasps his chin in between his fingers. He eventually closes his eyes in frustration, lips downturned. 

“Did any of us put up a veil?” He asks. 

Gojo turns his head around slowly, the smile on his face frozen. You feel cold sweat gathering at the back of your neck.

“Oh, fuck.” 

It’s pitch black by the time the car returns to campus, all staff and students already tucked in for the night besides Gojo, Geto, and yourself. It’s nearing one in the morning, as Gojo forced the driver escorting you to stop by a DVD store to pick up the latest Digimon movie, then dinner, then snacks too. Thankfully, he paid for everything. 

The best part about the situation is that Yaga is an early sleeper, so none of you have to face his wrath about messing up the veil until tomorrow morning when you have to debrief. You’re all too tired to deal with being slapped over the head by a ruler. It’s the small mercies that make all the difference. 

The streetlamps and the moon are the only things illuminating the pathway to the dormitory building, all three of you lugging your own plastic bags filled with goodies back to Gojo’s room. You place it down next to the door as the white-haired man goes to unlock it, and turn to leave to go back to your own room until you feel a large, warm hand grasp your right wrist. Your head snaps back, turning to face Gojo. 

“Where’re you going?” He asks, frowning and tilting his head to the side. “We’re all watching a movie together, c’mon. You don’t have a choice.” 

Your mouth drops open slightly, confused. “ Okay, ” you sign with your free hand, letting it awkwardly hang in the air. As subtle as possible, you yank your wrist free from Gojo’s hold, feeling the warmth spread along your arm through the bandages. 

Gojo’s room is tidy, for the most part. There’s a pile of dirty clothes in the corner of his room, right next to the laundry basket, and his bed is left unmade, blankets strewn everywhere. However, the desk is set up in a precise way, the chair is tucked in, and all the pens are lined up straight. The posters in his room are mostly all of Digimon and some other movies that you don't know. The TV is parallel to his bed that is pressed up against the wall, exactly like yours is, and there are a few bean bag chairs on the ground in front of it. 

Geto immediately launches himself on top of one, letting his body sink into it and letting himself relax. Gojo sets up the large array of snacks on his desk after putting his pens away, putting his favourite ones on the right. You continue awkwardly standing in the middle of the room, observing him as he puts chips in a large bowl. His head twists to the door suddenly and he opens it up, revealing Shoko. 

Her brown hair is a bit of a mess, and she looks exhausted, but she manages to muster a small grin when her eyes land on you, waving at you. 

Wordlessly, Gojo pulls out the chair underneath his desk and sits in it, Shoko immediately walking behind him and puts her hands over his ears. A small glow of cursed energy emits from her hands soon after, and you can see the way the white-haired man visibly deflates in the chair. A few minutes pass, and she strolls over to Geto, leaning over to do the same thing to him. 

She goes to you last, hands hovering in the air. 

“I’m still not sure if I can even heal you, considering last time,” she says, looking at you with a hesitant look in her eye. “But your ribs need to be looked at, at the very least.” 

“What do you mean, you can’t heal them?” Geto asks, lifting his head up from the bean bag. 

“I tried to heal their nose, but I couldn’t,” she replies rather simply. “Sorry, this might hurt a bit.” 

Her hands press against your ribcage, and you inhale sharply, trying to stay still as Shoko’s cursed energy resonates against you. 

“See, it’s not letting me,” she says, looking at you then at the other two men. “I can feel their injuries – just bruised ribs – but I can’t properly heal them. I can feel that they’re hurt, but it’s like every single part of them is, and my technique can’t pinpoint the source of where they’re actually injured at the moment.” 

Geto looks over at you thoughtfully, his gaze raking up the entire length of your body. His eyes land on the bandages carefully wrapped around your arms, still securely in place even after the encounter with the curse. His eyes narrow – maybe Shoko’s cursed energy is focusing on whatever is hidden beneath the bandages. You notice his stare and nervously shuffle in place, which makes Shoko grab you by the biceps to keep you still. 

“Don’t move,” she tells you, frowning. “Do you have any more clean bandages?” 

You nod your head, holding a finger up. Be right back, you mouth, then walk out of Gojo’s dorm to go to your own room. You unlock the door, being greeted with a pitch-black room. Quickly flicking the lights on, you rummage through one of the drawers of your dresser for the bandage wraps. You feel the familiar scratchy fabric brush against your fingers, and grab a roll out. As you go to close the door and make your way back to the group, you take a final look at your room. 

It feels more empty and desolate than usual. You’ve never associated this feeling with your own dorm room before, and it’s not something you like. There’s a tug at your chest, something at the back of your mind telling you to return to the others, and you decide to listen.

Shoko smiles when she sees the bandages in your hand, taking the roll from you and motioning you to take your compression shirt off, tugging at the edge of it. 

You press your lips together awkwardly, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. Maybe you should’ve just stayed in your room, after all . However, the look she gives you says enough – you don't have much of a choice. You exhale deeply out through your nose, acquiescing. The shirt is covered in the curse’s mucus and sticks to your skin, nearly making you gag as you take it off, feeling the slime stick to you. 

“Jesus, what the hell were you guys fighting?” Shoko’s gaze is fixed on the two other men who look equally grossed out, thinking at the bodily fluids from earlier. When she turns her head to look back at you, her eyes immediately land on your exposed chest, eyebrows raising slightly. “Ohh… I kinda guessed.” 

The scars on your chest aren’t something you’re ashamed of, but it’s still something that you consider private. You understand that you’re taking his shirt off purely for medical reasons, but it still feels like you’re exposing a side of yourself that only one other person knows. And now, other people know, people whose opinions you care about. 

“I appreciate you feeling comfortable enough to do that,” Shoko says your name, looking directly into your mismatched eyes. “It means a lot.” 

That makes you smile for the first time in hours. You nod, looking down bashfully as the eye contact is a bit too much for you right now. Your eyes eventually flicker to both Gojo then Geto, the latter giving you an encouraging thumbs up. You notice that both of them have changed into different clothes, out of their dirtied uniforms and into t-shirts and sweatpants. You look over to the white-haired man, who has shoveled a bunch of sweets into his mouth. He’s saying something, but it’s too hard for you to lipread when half his face is covered by food. Gojo seems to realize this, swallowing everything down in one large gulp and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. 

“We don’t care about that stuff, dude,” he tells you. “You don’t have to worry about us judging you.” 

You sign your earnest thanks, warmth spreading across your cheeks. 

“Yeah, seriously, I’m more worried about the bruises,” Shoko says, pointing to the darkened skin.

She then raises your arms, unfurling the bandage roll and starting to wrap it around your torso. The pressure is uncomfortable and makes your body ache, and you can’t help your eyes from scrunching closed – it’s been a while since you’ve gotten injured like this, and it doesn’t seem to get any easier. 

As soon as she’s done bandaging you up, you reach for your discarded shirt before Gojo’s hand stops you, grasping your wrist. He seems to have a knack for touching you. 

“Nuh-uh, no way are you putting that back on when it’s covered in that shit,” he yanks the shirt out of your clutches. “And get out of those pants too, they reek. You aren’t allowed in my room if you keep wearing those.” 

“You know, if you want to see them naked that bad, you could’ve been more subtle,” Shoko teases Gojo, a wide grin spread across her face, provoking him to try and trip her with his long legs. 

“Fuck off,” he says, though the tips of his ears are turning red. “That isn’t what I meant, go smoke outside or something…” He proceeds to shove a white t-shirt and some grey sweatpants into your arms before addressing you. “Just go change in the bathroom.” 

You nod, a smile playing upon your lips. Though Gojo’s attitude towards you has been fluctuating like crazy today, you’re grateful that the man still has enough decency left in him to give you clean clothes. 

You close the door to the bathroom, turning the light on and being greeted by the sight of yourself in the mirror. Your face immediately drops. The reminder of Suliman’s permanent mark on you stares back at you, the magenta eye seemingly haunting every corner of your mind. You look down to your left arm, thankfully still covered. There’s no trace of the curse mark peeking through. 

You quickly tug the oversized t-shirt on, the fabric soft and delicate against your skin – it must’ve cost Gojo a pretty penny for it. Next, you take your ruined cargo pants off, tugging the sweats up. The ankles of the pants are way too long and cover your feet, but you’ll have to work with it. After tightening the drawstring of the pants to make sure they don’t slip down your hips, you give yourself one last look in the mirror. 

You only see the version of yourself that you were with Suliman. A mess of a monster, clinging to any humanity blessed upon it. A glutton for a life worth living, but the hunger for curiosity was its ultimate punishment. At any moment, Geto and Gojo will most likely realize what a terrible creature you are and become disgusted with you. 

You can’t look at yourself any longer, opening the door of the bathroom and joining the others again. You force yourself to ignore the thoughts gnawing at the back of your mind, determined to enjoy the most of your night.

Gojo has the TV turned on now, delicately placing a metal disc in the strange contraption underneath the television. He has a notebook and pen in his other hand, and the second his eyes land on you, he stands up straight, walking over and grabbing your hand to place the notebook and pen in your hold. 

“There you go,” it’s hard to tell what he says because his mouth barely moves, as if he’s trying to keep the conversation just between yourselves, but you make out just enough to understand. Gojo then steps back, flopping onto the other free beanbag chair, a black brick with buttons in his hand – you have never seen anything like that before. 

- What’s that thing that Gojo has? And what’s the round shiny thing? And the thing under the TV? 

You nearly shove the notebook in Geto’s face, making his shoulders shake lightly with laughter. 

“You’ve got lots of questions about things, don’t you?” He tilts his head to the side, a small smile on his face. “That’s a remote, he’s putting the DVD in the player so we can watch a movie.” 

“...You do know what a movie is, right?” Shoko asks as she walks over with a bowl of snacks in hand. She puts a big pillow on the ground, plopping herself right in between the bean bags. 

You nod your head, deciding to sit down on the edge of Gojo’s bed, legs dangling right behind Shoko. 

“Which one’s your favourite?” Gojo turns around to watch the conversation unfold, finger hovering over the ‘play’ button. 

You shrug. Yaga has talked about his favourite movies in the past, but you never ended up watching any together. 

- I don’t know, I’ve never watched any before. 

As soon as you turn the notebook around for the others to read, Gojo’s face drops, and he looks horrified. 

“You are the most boring person I know,” he says, instantly getting a slap on the back of his head from Geto. “Ouch!”

“Do you have any self awareness?” Geto glares at him. 

“But their life sounds so dull! No boba or movies? What the hell was sensei doing, was he keeping you locked up in a dungeon or what?!” He raises his arms to gesture at you. 

Well, it wasn’t a dungeon. Though you decide to keep your hands by your side instead of saying anything. It would probably make Gojo more aggravating. You just aggressively point at the remote instead, then at the TV. 

“Gladly,” he replies, pressing play. “Prepare to be amazed .” 

Shoko turns to look up at you from the ground, a conspiratorial look on her face. “I think this is a good time to tell you that Satoru is the biggest Digimon nerd on the entire planet. Don’t be fooled, he could ramble about the entire lore for hours.” 

You quietly laugh as Gojo gives her an offended look. “I am proud to know every single detail about Digimon, thank you very much.” 

“That is not the flex you think it is,” Geto says with a deadpan look on his face, before he takes a handful of chips into his mouth. Noticing your eyes on him, he offers the bag to you. “They’re barbecue flavoured.” 

You happily munch away on the snacks as the movie rolls, the colours completely enrapturing you. The closed captioning was the cherry on top, too; you’re able to understand everything so easily, a wide grin on your face as you follow along with the story. If only you could have that in person whenever someone talked to you, then you may not feel so isolated from everyone else. Absent-mindedly, you grab one of the pillows on the bed and hug it in your arms, hunching over as your head rests on top of it and crossing your legs. 

All of your friends seem engaged, cheering and laughing. The characters look incredibly strange, but their designs are enticing to you, and Gojo seems to love this movie, so you keep your entire attention on the screen. 

However, the weight of everything that has happened today seems to finally be catching up to your body, and you feel your eyelids droop, a muted yawn slipping past your lips. Gojo’s bed is so comfortable, the mattress soft and malleable underneath you, so you can’t help but lay your body down, half-opened eyes still trained on the screen. The colours seem to mix together eventually, and you can’t keep your eyes open, letting the comforting embrace of sleep lull you. 

You don't even feel it when you fully fall asleep. 

There’s someone shuffling the covers, trying to be as delicate as possible as to not wake you up. You’re so tired that you let them move you around, feeling your head sink into the softest pillow you’ve ever felt. Then something warm envelops your body, and you fall unconscious again. 

Halfway through the night, you wake up again, fully opening your eyes. It’s completely dark in the room, save for the blinds drawn back, the moonlight illuminating some parts of it. You’re covered by a fluffy blanket, still laying over the duvet – someone must’ve placed it over you. You see Geto and Shoko both sleeping soundly on the floor on futon mattresses, the beanbags discarded to another corner of the room. 

But, where is… 

You feel movement from behind, and cautiously turn around, seeing the back of Gojo’s head, his white hair now a blue hue from the moonlight. He seems to be asleep too, shoulders slowly moving as he breathes slowly in rhythmic patterns, shoulders relaxed, and you smile. After the long day you’ve all had, you deserve a good night’s rest. 

You go back-to-back once more with Gojo, prepared to fall back asleep. You tuck your chin into the fluffy blanket, ready to close your eyes, but your gaze lands on the nightstand next to the bed. 

The notebook and pen that you were given earlier lay on the nightstand, with Gojo’s sunglasses neatly placed on top of the open notebook. 

Three different handwritings are scribbled on the paper. One is messy, almost ridiculously so, the other is neat, and the last is incredibly precise. All three read the same thing. 

- Goodnight. 

You smile. 

And you finally let yourself fall back asleep.

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The Magnificent Century

Ok i've been rewatching this tv drama, and as a sucker for historical stories along with middle east aesthetics and culture...I had an urge to make a sort of adaptation/mix with my current obsession: BG3.

So this is an AU, where the ottoman empire will be represented by the vampire coven belonged to Cazador, ruling and conquering all the regions around Baldur's Gate.

Warning: I'm nowhere near to be a decent writer plus, english is not my mother language soo, I'm sorry in advance. Other from that, this is the draft or prelude chapter so nothing to warn unless you count the inplications of a boylove interaction triggers you somehow ?

In future chapters, if i dont get dissapointed in my ugly writting abilities theres going to be harem/noncon/pansexual/domsub/a little bit of Stockholm syndrome? who knows...

Words: 2151 ( honestly how people can write more than this? i was suffering!)

Pairing: for now Pansexual Astarion/Sebastian later Astarion x F!Tav(Lyanna/Love)

Read under the cut

Chapter 1: A new dynasty

In the year 1492 DR, amidst the intricate streets of Baldur's Gate's upper city, the Szarr Palace loomed ominously. Its gothic spires cast long shadows in the fading light of the sunset, forming an imposing silhouette against the darkening horizon. The palace pulsed with unsettling energy; guards and servants weaved through its corridors, torches and candles flickered along the grand halls, casting dancing shadows on opulent walls adorned with tapestries and gilded frames. The air held a palpable tension, thick with anticipation.

Outside the formidable structure, a figure clad in black leather carried a scroll sealed with crimson wax, imprinted with the family crest—a set of two groups of five rats and five mice intertwined by their tails in an inner and outer circle. The contents of this scroll would set into motion a series of events with far-reaching consequences. Approaching a similarly outfitted man mounted upon a steed that seemed to emerge from the depths of the netherworld, the messenger wasted no time. With unearthly speed, the horse thundered through the palace gates, its hooves echoing against cobblestones as it raced into the night. As the horse and rider vanished into the shadows, the wheels of fate began to turn.

Meanwhile, on a distant battlefield illuminated by the moon's pale glow, a bloody clash unfolded. An elven warrior, his red eyes ablaze with the thrill of battle, charged toward his next target with unparalleled speed. His pale skin was adorned with the blood of foes, much like the white locks that peeked out from beneath his war helm. With a swift swing of his short blade, he unbalanced an opponent, creating an opening to plunge a dagger into the enemy's eye, extinguishing its life in an instant. The elven warrior reveled in his prowess; his pale skin glowed in contrast to his black and red armor. The Szarr sigil on his chest delivered a silver gleam under the dim light. Behind him, figures clad in similar armor finished off the remnants of the enemy's army, their triumphant cheers echoing through the battlefield—a declaration of the Szarrs' indomitable might.

The Dragon Coast now lay under their control, a strategic stronghold for dominating trading routes and, inevitably, the region of Cormyr.

The elven warrior walked toward his tent, three figures following close behind. “Master Astarion,” a young human man said. He had fair skin, ash-blonde hair ending at his shoulders, brown eyes, and a middle-muscle frame. “We are so close to reclaiming the whole region under the crimson’s dynasty. Lord Cazador will be delighted,” the pale elf stood still at the mention of his master and progenitor.

Hearing his name ignited discomfort and fury in him. “To be honest, I could care less about what the old wretch thinks, Sebastian. Remember, we are just mere pawns to dispose of for his great conquests,” the elf said, concealing his annoyance.

“Be careful with your words, Astarion,” another man responded. His right eye was of white stone, scars adorned his face, and he had a rich, deep skin tone. But his more prominent feature was a couple of horns adorning his head. “Or what, Wyll? Are you going to tell the old bastard? Warlocks like you are a pain in the ass, always loyal to their masters,” Astarion said with venom in his voice.

“Just trying to save your sorry ass from another year locked in a tomb,” Wyll replied mockingly. Astarion’s eyes opened, and rage invaded his features. “You come and say that again!” he said dangerously approaching Wyll.

The third figure finally intervened, placing herself in the middle of them. “Enough, you two!” she commanded. The woman had a strong build, clearly a warrior with expertise, crimson skin, one horn on her head, and a fiery gold gaze.

“We've had enough blood and fights for a day. Can’t we just rest and clean up all the gore? You two do look like shit.”

“Say that to him, Karlach!” Astarion replied. “If you weren’t one of the master’s spawns I would’ve kicked your ass long time ago” – Wyll answered.

“That is also inappropriate commander Ravengard; our Lord’s spawns are like an extension of himself. You need to show him some respect” -Sebastian said

“Tsk”- Wyll, let out. “Unfortunately, Leon was the most suited for this crusade, and now I have to be stuck with the sharp-tongued one.”

“Too bad my little brother disobeyed Cazador and had to run away with that kid. Now he is been chased to face something worst to dead if he gets caught” - Astarion says in fake mockery, hiding emotions he dared to not show. Deep down he felt sorry for his “bother”.

“There’s time before the sunrise, everyone go get cleaned while the brigade returns with our war loot, then we will able to discuss our next moves.”- Astarion commanded, as the other three figures nod and turn around to leave him in his tend. Astarion takes off his helmet, unleashing rebellious white curls falling down his forehead, placing the helmet on the war table he begins to unlock the strands holding his black armor.

“I thought I said to go clean up, Sebastian”-Astarion says as he feels the presence behind him. The top side of his armor falls heavily on the floor.

“I know…I just wondered if the master needed help with his bath” -Sebastian replied. Astarion turned around to face him, revealing his chiseled torso uncovered and shimmering by the sweat mixed with a bit of blood, “Is that so?”- He said while raising an eyebrow and a smirk on his face, “Then by all means, help me out with my boots”. Sebastian nodded and kneeled in front of him to begin untying Astarion’s boots.

Once he finished, while still kneeling Astarion took Sebastian’s hair and pulled in a way to make him face him. “Good boy, now…work on my pants, then, you can help me with my bath”. Sebastian just grinned and nodded, “As my master commands”.

Far away from the war camp, the vampiric forces continued to loot the nearby villages, burning houses and reuniting the survivors that could serve as military or slaves. A small group of six people were running from the riot, within them two silhouettes leading them trying to get away by blending with the shadows of the buildings.

The smaller figure among them was sobbing and shaking, “Shh…Hayleen, you need to be quiet or they will find us”, -The bigger figure whispered, trying to soothe the little child. – “I’m scared, sister” – the child sobbed. – “They…they killed adar and naneth”.

The oldest on the pair frowned with a pained expression, she couldn’t help their parents, they gave their life to allow them to run, protecting her little sister was all she can do to honor their sacrifice. “I know! but you have to be strong for them.” - The child nodded and dried her tears with the inside of her sleeve.

The bigger sister peeked around a corner, no one in sight, “Alright, lets go and don’t look back”, they were so close to reach the woods, there was a hidden cabin by the lake deep in the woods, with a bit of luck, a boat might still be there. They could row until they reach Cormyr. “Just a little more, Hayleen” -Lathander have mercy on them, she thought. Suddenly three arrows landed in front of them, stopping their advance, no, was all she could think, “Everyone run!”- she said, while several dark horses and their riders approached them. There was no time, they were going to capture them both if she doesn’t do anything, “Take Hayleen, everyone get closer!”.

“NOO! Lyanna! Don’t leave me!” – Hayleen screamed to her sister as she was hold by another woman. Lyanna enveloped her sister and the other escapees with a sacret light, she never tried this conjure before, but it was her only choice. Her eyes glowed with divine light “Morning lord! lend me your strength! Word of recall!” a light orb surrounded all the survivors but herself, the conjure could only carry five people to safety.

The crying face of her sister was the last thing she remembered, what happened next was too fast, the riders reached to her a whip hold onto her ankle before she could have time to react and give in a fight, the movement of the horse rider made her fall and she was violently pulled a few meters before they stopped, her head hit the ground hard enough to leave her stunned. Her eyesight blurred as she as falling unconscious, the rest she remembers from that night was only darkness.

Astarion was comfortable lying in the tub, eyes closed as the warm water soothed him. “You seem more relaxed now” – Sebastian said as he delicately scrubbed Astarion’s torso with a sponge as he settles in, leaning his head on the pale elf shoulder. Astarion chuckles – “I might be…thanks to the good company”

“And some pampering, as much as the bloody semblance suits you, that helmet did outrageous things to your hair. Now you look back to normal” – Sebastian remarked as he tucked a lock of silver hair behind the elf's pointed ears. “Darling, you wound me! You know I would look fabulous even covered in mud and dirt” – the elf replied moving his hand with disdain.

Both men were enjoying a little peace until they hear a commotion outside the tent, looking at each other they hurried to put on some clothes to investigate the noises.

The night hung heavy over the war camp, shrouded in darkness and punctuated by the distant sounds of looting and chaos. Astarion and Sebastian hastily dressed up with comfortable clothes, knives and swords in hand, the commotion outside growing louder. They exited the tent, senses heightened, ready to face whatever disturbance awaited them.

As they stepped out into the night air, a rider emerged from the shadows, mounted on a horse that seemed to meld with the darkness itself. The steed's eyes glowed an eerie crimson, mirroring the seal on the scroll the rider held in his hand. Astarion recognized the rider as one of Cazador's palace messengers.

The rider dismounted gracefully, approaching Astarion with a deep bow. "My master Astarion, I bring grave tidings from the palace," the messenger said, his voice low and respectful. Astarion's eyes narrowed, a flicker of anticipation in his gaze.

"What news?" Astarion demanded, his tone betraying a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Sebastian stood by his side, observing the unfolding scene with a vigilant gaze.

The messenger handed the sealed scroll to Astarion. The crimson wax bore the imprint of Cazador's family crest—the two groups of five rats and five mice intertwined in an intricate pattern. Astarion broke the seal, unfurling the parchment.

The words inscribed on the scroll revealed the fate that had befallen Cazador Szarr. Astarion's eyes scanned the lines, absorbing the news of his master's demise. The air around him seemed to grow heavier, a moment of silence hanging in the balance.

Astarion's expression remained stoic, but a storm brewed beneath the surface. The messenger spoke cautiously, "Lord Cazador met his end in the pursuit of greater power. The Ritual of Profane Ascension has claimed him. He sought to transcend the limitations of vampirism but succumbed to it. All his spawns are to come back to the palace with ease as a new successor must be selected”

Astarion's grip on the scroll tightened, his jaw clenched. Sebastian placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, silently acknowledging the weight of the news. The rest of the camp, unaware of the unfolding drama, continued with its nocturnal activities.

"My master, by the decree of the coven, you or any of the other male spawns, are eligible to ascend and become the new ruler of the coven" the messenger continued, sensing the shift in power dynamics.

Astarion's eyes flickered with a mix of emotions—grief? No, far from it, it was a thirst for the newfound opportunity, and the power that could be in the palm of its hands.

"Thank you for delivering this news. Return to the palace; tell them I will make my way there immediately," Astarion commanded, dismissing the messenger. The rider bowed once more, mounted his shadowy steed, and disappeared into the night, leaving the camp in the wake of Cazador's demise and Astarion's road for ascension.

Sebastian turned to Astarion, his expression a mix of concern and loyalty. "What will you do now, my Lord?"

Astarion gazed into the distance, the campfires flickering like distant stars. "Prepare for a new era, Sebastian. The throne is mine for the taking, and the coven will bow to its new master."

As the words hung in the air, the vampire spawn contemplated the path ahead—the challenges, the opportunities, and the uncharted territories of leadership that awaited him under the moonlit sky.

[sweetcarrotsandroses97]

Flames Of Love | PJM

Pairing: prince! Jimin x fem! concubine! Reader

Summary: A tragedy. A new reign. A cruel order given by the king. Prince Jimin was forced to leave his home in the palace while trying to save both his and your life. Yet you both ended up burning in the flames of your love. Wrong time. Wrong life. Right person and a story that crumbled to the ashes of destiny.

Warnings: fluff, angst, character death, poison, alcohol consumption, mentions of sex, cruelty, royal au, historical au, fratricide, suicide, feelings of fear, frustration and anguish, harem, mentions of a contagious disease, (let me know if I missed anything!)

Word Count: 2.1k words

~Prompt 4: Snuggling by a cozy fireplace

~Snowflakes divider by @samspenandsword

~Prompt list by @flightlessangelwings

A/N: This was inspired by historical facts during the Ottoman Empire as well as Romeo & Juliet, please enjoy and let me know your thoughts in the comments!

Snow was falling from the dark skies, the winds were strong, breaking through the thick branches of the tall trees. You shivered, tightening your outer robe around you as if it would help chase the cold away.

You felt an even thicker robe fall onto your shoulders, you looked up only to spot Prince Jimin sitting down next to you.

"Wouldn't you be cold, Your Highness?"

He smiled softly at you, his arm going over your shoulders as he pressed you to his side.

"No, your love warms my heart, Queen of my heart."

You sighed, eyes trained on the improvised fireplace you both had made inside the cave you were hiding. The flames were reflected in your (e/c) eyes as you allowed yourself to get hypnotised by the burning fire.

Jimin bit his lower lip in worry, fighting a shiver that threatened to travel down his spine. He had been on the run for three months now, winter had started and he knew he had to leave the kingdom before the cold would get even more crude.

The young prince had lived a luxurious and care-free life but his peace crumbled down like a paper plane when his older brother ascended the throne. According to tradition, the king must murder his brothers to keep the order during his reign.

He was wanted in order to get killed.

And this situation only escalated when he selfishly took you to escape with him. You were one of his concubines in the harem yet he only wanted you. To him, you were a red rose in a garden of white daisies. Every woman in his harem was of an enchanting beauty yet you, to his eyes, were mesmerizingly beautiful. Inside and out.

If he hadn't taken you with him, you would be dead by now considering you were his woman and couldn't ever bed with any other man.

Times were difficult and life was cruel. Jimin left with you by his side for he couldn't fathom the thought of your death because of him. Of leaving you behind in the palace and causing your demise all because you had fallen in love with him.

If he were to die, he'd die with you. Though to society you were a mere concubine, to him you were his Queen. The woman who commanded his heart and thoughts. He loved you. Just as ardently as the flames that danced in front of him on that hectic winter night.

"Have you heard of Min Yoongi, Your Highness? They said he was arrested."

Your whispered words brought him out of his thoughts. He sighed, resting his chin over your head as he closed his eyes, in desperation or redemption he could no longer tell.

"I did, (y/n). We won't be able to escape in his boat next Monday."

A moment of silence passed by, only the sound of the flames cracking in front of you and the strong wind whistling outside could be heard alongside your beating heart for the man who held you so affectionately.

"Will the king kill him?"

Your voice made his heart shatter in millions of pieces. You sounded so scared, so broken. Lost. When he had once listened to your voice command, he had heard the melodious sound of your laugh and your soft whispers under the moonlight as you both rested under his silky sheets.

"I don't think so. Yoongi is a clever man, he knows what to do."

You nodded against Jimin's chest in silent agreement though your heart still ached for the soft yet stoic man who had been willing to help the prince and you escape without hesitation.

Jimin looked behind him, spotting the last reserve of wine in his possession. He had personally saved that one for when this moment would come, hoping with his entire being that he wouldn't need to use it.

His right hand reached for it with trembling fingers. His own heart clenched at the thought of what he was about to do. You snuggled deeper into his embrace and tears clouded his vision.

"Let's enjoy our last wine, mmh? Are you thirsty?"

You nodded at his question and he brought the bottle up to your lips, allowing you to drink as much as you pleased. When you were done, Jimin brought the bottle up to his lips, hesitating to drink from it. Yet his mind was made when you buried your head in his chest.

He drank the wine and dropped the bottle to the side, rolling on the dirty ground.

"Isn't it beautiful? The fire, I mean."

He chuckled softly, tears gathering in his eyes at what he had done. To you, to him, to you both. If he were to go to hell, he wouldn't mind it for he had already been in heaven when you were by his side.

"You are more beautiful, (y/n) of mine."

You looked up at him, your eyes met his in an intimate dance of emotions. He didn't know he was crying until your hand rested on his cheek, your thumb wiping the lonely tear that had left his eye.

"Don't cry, my prince. We'll find a way to leave this kingdom. We'll get married and live like we have always dreamt of."

He smiled through his tears, his eyes closed with the motion and you couldn't help but smile as well.

"We will, my beautiful (y/n). You'll be mine and I'll be yours."

In this lifetime or the next one, my love.

Your head rested once more against his chest, your hands around his waist as your eyes focused once more on the flickering flames.

"Can you sing to me, prince of my soul? That song I like."

Could he deny you in a moment like this? Never. He had never denied you anything you wanted, anything your heart desired was yours with just a word leaving your lips. And now, when you both were on the brink of death, chased down to die and burning with the flames of love from the heavens above, if you wanted him to sing, he'd sing until no voice would remain in his throat or the poison he just drank took his life first.

His soft voice resonated across the walls of the cave, you smiled with your eyes closed, feeling a tiredness seep into your bones. The melody you had heard plenty of times before sounded now like an angel whispering in your ear the secrets of the universe.

"I love you, Jimin."

You whispered and he was barely able to hear those words leave your lips. His arms tightened around you, feeling as you fell asleep next to him while snuggling together by a cosy fireplace. Your hands went limp on his lap as you succumbed to the tiredness that suddenly invaded your body.

You fell asleep in his arms, never to wake up again. Jimin let out a sob, holding your body impossibly close to him as tears left his eyes and ran down his cheeks like endless rivers of pain, of desperation and guilt.

"I love you too, my (y/n). Queen of my existence."

He laid you down on the thin blanket behind you both with him by your side, already feeling the effects of the poison taking control of his mind.

His eyes closed, inhaling the smell of your hair for the last time before his heart froze in time next to yours. The last beat of his heart was dedicated to you and the life you had dreamed together, hoping to meet in the next life in simplicity yet still with the flames of love burning like the sun.

The next morning, the sun illuminated the snow-covered paths. The light reflected over the white thickness that had fallen from the sky and the ground looked like it was covered in diamonds.

Kim Namjoon, Captain of the King's private army galloped through the forest, his soldiers behind him.

The man of noble origin had been tasked by the king himself to find his brother, kill the concubine he had escaped with and bring the prince to his presence.

Namjoon's heart ached at the thought of what fate was going to deliver to you and Jimin. All because he was born after the now king, all because you had fallen in love with him. All because the fire of your love didn't melt the ice of the cruel law that chained Jimin to live in fear for both his and your life.

Namjoon had been following Prince Jimin's steps since he escaped the palace yet he brought the young prince as much time as he could, hoping you and Jimin would get the chance to escape the kingdom.

However, the king was growing impatient and sent yet another Captain to look for his brother and the woman he had claimed for himself. This only put even more pressure over Captain Kim Namjoon who wanted to at least spare your life.

He had met you before, in one of Prince Jimin's parties he organised every season of the year. He could tell why the prince had fallen deeply in love with you. Viewing you as if you were his Queen and he were a mere peasant not worthy of even breathing near you.

"Captain! I see a small cave, maybe His Highness and Lady (y/n) hid there during last night's storm."

A younger soldier by the name of Jeon Jungkook and Namjoon's right hand spoke against the freezing breeze that cut through the dried branches of the tall trees.

Namjoon sighed when he spotted the cave, directing his black horse to walk in that direction without a word. Jungkook and the rest of his soldiers followed him with only the crunch sound under the horses hooves resonated over the quiet forest.

Nothing would have prepared Namjoon for what he saw once he entered the cave, Jungkook was by his side. Both men were speechless as they saw the frozen body of Prince Jimin embracing you, his concubine and lover in this lifetime.

"They are dead, aren't they?"

Asked the younger soldier. Namjoon took a deep breath, eyes landing on the burnt sticks of the fireplace that only a couple of hours ago were still alive.

He picked up the empty bottle of wine, the only container he saw laying around. Namjoon smelled it, only to retrieve the bottle from his nose the next second.

"Poison. I'd say they drank it last night. That fire was still alive earlier today."

A melancholy invaded the men's hearts, like claws of a demon that threatened to crush their hearts. Was this the consequence of time? Of love? Was death the only solution Jimin saw for you both?

"I don't think they suffered at the end. Maybe they chose to die in their own terms, by their own hand. Together until the end."

Namjoon let out a deep sigh after the soft words that left Jungkook's lips. The oldest one turned to look at his friend and subordinate, his eyes were serious with a sadness lingering in his dark orbs.

"Listen to me, Jungkook. You saw nothing here, you understand?"

The doe-eyed man nodded, jaw clenched as he gazed at the man he admired the most in this world.

"I understand, Captain Kim."

With that, both of them exited the cave with slow steps and heavy hearts. Namjoon stood in front of his soldiers as he said in a strong voice.

"This cave will be sealed. A really decayed body is inside and I suspect it was infected with some kind of unknown disease. In order to keep His Majesty's reign safe, no-one will ever enter this place again."

The men obeyed their Captain's orders, sealing the cave with heavy rocks, hiding the tragedy of love behind that wall of stones.

Namjoon made his horse turn around, his soldiers following behind him in respect and loyalty. Jungkook glanced at his friend and superior, reading the melancholy in the man's eyes as he rode ahead.

Namjoon questioned himself if what he did was right. He didn't have it in himself to separate Jimin from you when the decision of parting together was made. He'd respect that; the final desire to rest together until you both could meet in the next life.

He only hoped the flames of love would still burn within you, a concubine seen as the Queen of the prince's heart. An innocent love lost by cruel rules. A destiny fueled by death with only embers lasting as the proof of the flames of love between you and Jimin. 

December/23/2023

☕Caffeinate me so I can keep on writing! ☕

[devilinlittlehope]

🚨calling all my fellow freaks🚨

As you can see from my recent posts, I’m the biggest fan of supermassive games and like many of you, I have my particular favorites that I jokingly call my harem, but I’m open to writing about other characters as well <3

I’ve been writing lots of nsfw content about these characters and would love to share some of my snippets with the supermassive community and feed all of you stans so I hope this reaches the right people! Let me know if you’d like to see some 18+ writing content of any of these characters (I specifically love to write content of Charlie, Hector, John, Jamie, Erin and Kate❤️) I’m down to write anything- headcanons, one shots, fics about characters from every game (The Devil in Me, The Quarry, Until Dawn, Little Hope, House of Ashes and Man of Medan)

I WILL write nsfw, x reader, fics about various ships, lgbt stories, headcanons, fluff, and anything of that sort!!

I WILL NOT write anything with r*pe, underage characters, incest, homophobia, etc. and I do not condone that behavior. If you don’t respect that, please stay away from my account!

As always, my asks are open if you ever wanna chat or request me to write anything about any character, I love the dark pictures/supermassive fandom so much🥰

[burning-sol]

made in collaboration with @rumiracle-whip we present GAY. the rules are you can do anything you want each day, just tick it off the list as you'd like EXCEPT JUNE 9TH (10TH?) WHICH IS ANGELSTONE DAY!! other than that have fun with this deranged list........

By Popular Demand

Fish n Chips (Chip & Gillion); Ghostknife (Vyncent & William); Angelstone (Peter & Rumi); Heartstrings (Becky & Kian).

PCs Making Out

Poly Pirates (Chip, Gillion, & Jay); Poly PD (Ashe, Dakota, Vyncent, & William); Rumi Harem (Rumi x Exandroth, Peter, & Thanatos); Nightmare Blunt Rotation (Kian, Rand, & Rolan).

JRWI's Most Cancelled

Drealinn (Earl, Drey, & Finn); Foolsgold (Chip & Niklaus); Ghostlysigns (Jimmy & William); Eldritchstrings (Exandroth & Rumi).

How

Jay (Jay x all her girlfriends); William (William x everyone he has crushed on); Exandroth (Exandroth x the pantheon); Kian (Kian x everyone who has crushed on him).

YURI WEEK

Sharpshooter (Jay & Kira); Frigatebird (Ayva & Lizzie); Edyn & Lizzie; Suntrip (Summer & Cantrip); Yuri; Angelstone (Peter & Rumi); Becky & Sarah.

YAOI WEEK

Swordfish (Caspian & Gillion); Sailorsong (Chip & Drake); Fighting Chance (Clorten & La Alma); Blue Raspberry (Dakota & William); Tidalwave (Mark & Tide); OG Thanatos & Tristan; Keeperschampion (Rand & Rolan).

Crackship Central

Love, Death + Robots (Thanatos x Alphonze); Chitto (Chip x Arataki Itto); Angelstoned (Peter x Rumi x Rand x Kian); Exandroth x The Trickster; Brian x Jebediah.

*Jimmy Jackson is from ep 1 of PD, Yuri is an npc from Apotheosis, OG Thanatos & Tristan are from Apotheosis, Sarah is an unused npc from Blood in the Bayou, Arataki Itto is from Genshin Impact, Brian and Jebediah are from JRWI The Final Episode.

[nautiscarader]

An Ash x Harem prompt idea- Ash finds himself in the middle of a lap dance/grinding competition between his assorted girlfriends.

In moments ;like these Ash felt embarrassed by the amount of praises and love he was receiving, as his girlfriends surrounded him, each sneaking a kiss or two before reaching for his laps to either tease him with their half-naked body, like Mallow, grind against his crotch, like Iris, or down right unzip his pants and fish his cock out to suck on it like May did. But then again. it wasn't an ordinary celebration - he has just become a world champion, and his girlfriends would ensure he'd be rewarded. While May sucked him off, Dawn and Lillie competed for his lips, as Ash switched from caressing either set of breasts, while his fingers worked on their wet pussies. Before long, simple lap dancing wasn't enough and he was toppled to his back, allowing his harem to properly surround him. And moment before he'd cum in May's mouth, she was pushed to the side, with Misty's wet sex enveloping his cock as she began riding him, securing her place as the first to take the champion's seed and perhaps start a whole new generation of Pokemon masters

[asoulofatlantis]

This. The return of my second favorite Rean x Alisa shipper in the game (the first being Sharon, obviously XD)

And also the fact that I agree with Gwin. No one can blame anyone who wants a piece of our young stud here XD

The first time ever you want to scream at them: “NOOOOOOO! DO NOT GET BACK TO THE COURAGOUS! ABONDEN THAT SHIP AND TAKE ANOTHER ONE INSTEAD! PLEEEEEEEEEAAAAASE!”

The fact that Juna pretty much confirmed that Rean and Alisas tender reunion embrace felt like it lasted 5 minutes, even tho it were barely two and a half XD

(Also, it is always amusing that Juna and Kurt talk about how hard it must be for Alisa and Rean that Angelica is missing and Ash decided to lighten the mood by asking if they have been doing... you know... “things” at their reunion last night XD)

He just got the trademark glare from Alisa because Musse was playing her “Instructor Rean, have you been seeing other woman?” - record and this is his reaction XD

Seeing how far Reans sister-complexe can bring the guy who is always saying to “detain” and “suppress” the enemy and never aims at killing anyone, no matter who or what, is definitely quite worth replaying this game XD

The fact that we here that last line A LOT from now on but still keep saying “new class 7 and old/original class 7″ anyway XD

One just has to love the auto-assignment of those teams XD Rean has half his harem right behind him. Jusis, Millium and Machias are in the same team. Ash and Musse are in the same team just as Juna and Kurt are, which is simply the way they work best. It feels like Sara just randomly got dropped into a team, while Gaius and Elliot makes at least somewhat sense. But... well... I don’t mind.

This is the Semi-Final-Dungeon and it feel a lot more like and actual final dungeon then the Gral, so I need all my strength for that part. Which is why I will take a break for now.

[brickercupmasterx3]

By the Way Paulie Princess i respect that you don't ship Ash x Serena at all, but if Ash would have grown up (which sadly will never happen cause the stupid Writers...) would you give him a Harem?

If yes would Lillie, Iris and Misty be it? If yes, who else?

No. I don't like harems. It's not my thing.

I may ship Aureliashipping, Negaishipping and Pokeshipping, but I would never give Ash a harem. Especially given he is so much more interested in catching Pokemon. I just don't see him having one or having any interest in that. Besides, in my canon Ash ends up exclusively with just Lillie! Iris ends up with Trip, and Misty with Gary. That's it.

[rei-murasaki-the-anime-lover]

favourite anime and anime characters part 2

Grand Blue- Chisa Kotegawa

Grandpa and Grandma Turn Young Again-Ine Saitou 

Great Pretender 

Great Teacher Onizuka-Tomoko Nomura

Green Green-Midori Chitose 

Grenadier-Rushuna Tendo

Grimgar Of Fantasy And Ash-Shihoru

Grimoire of Zero-Zero

Grimms Notes- Reina

Grisaia-Amane Suou

Ground Defense Force Mao-chan

Guin Saga-Rinda Farseer

Gugure Kokkuri-san 

Guilty Crown- Inori Yuzuriha,Shu Ouma, Gai Tsutsugami 

Gungrave

Gunjou no Magmel- Zero 

Gunparade

Gunslinger Girl-Henrietta 

Gunslinger Stratos The Animation-Kyouka Katagiri 

Gun Frontier 

Gun Girls

Gun X Sword

Gushing over Magical Girls-Utena Hiiragi/Magia Baiser 

Gurazeni

Gurren Lagann- Yoko Littner, Nia Tepplin, Viral

Guyver The Bioboosted Armor 

H2O-Otoha

Hachigatsu no Cinderella Nine- Akane Ukita 

Hackadoll The Animation

Haganai- Sena Kashiwazaki 

Haibane Renmei

Haikyuu- Kiyoko Shimizu 

Hajime no Ippo 

Hakata Tonkotsu Ramens

Hakkenden

Hakumei to Mikochi -Mikochi

Hakuoki- Chizuru Yukimura

Hakushaku To Yousei-Lydia Carlton

Hakyuu Houshin Engi

Hamatora-Hajime

Hamefura-Catarina Claes, Mary Hunt, Sophia Ascart and Maia Campbell 

Hand Shakers-Koyori Akutagawa

Handyman Saitou in Another World-Lafanpan

Hanamaru Kindergarden-Nanako Yamamoto 

Hanasakeru Seishounen- Kajika Louisa Kugami Burnsworth

Hanasaku Iroha-Ohana Matsumae

Hanaukyo Maid Team 

Hanayamata-Naru Sekiya 

Hanebado

Hand Maid May-May

Happy Lesson-Minazuki Rokumatsuri 

Happy Sugar Life- Satou Matsuzaka

Harem in the Labyrynth of Another World-Roxanne 

Haruchika-Chika Homura 

Harukana Receive 

Hataraki Man- Hiroko Matsukata

Hataraku Onii-san

Hatena Illusion- Yumemi Hoshisato 

Hatsukoi Limited-Ayumi Arihara

Haven’t You Heard? I’m Sakamoto 

Hayate No Gotoku/Hayate the Combat Butler-Hayate Aayasaki, Nagi Sanzenin,Maria

He Is My Master-Izumi Sawatari

Healer Girl-Kana Fuji 

Heaven’s Design Team-Meido

Heaven's Lost Property- Ikaros, Nymph, Astraea 

Heaven's Memo Pad-Alice/Yuuko Shionji 

Heavenly Delusion-Kiruko 

Heavy Object-Milinda Brantini

Helck-Vermillio

Hell Girl- Ren Ichimoku, Ai Enma 

Hell’s Paradise-Yuzuriha 

Hell Teacher Nube- Miki Hosokawa

Hellsing- Alucard, Seras Victoria 

Hensuki- Yuika Koga

Hentai Prince And The Stony Cat- Tsukiko Tsutsukakushi

Hen Semi-Nanako Matsutaka 

Hero Classroom-Arnest Flaming 

Hero Mask

Hero Tales-Laila Seiren

Heroic Age

Heroines Run the Show-Hiyori Suzumi 

Heroic Legend Of Arslan-Alfreed

Heroman-Lina Davis   

Hetalia- Japan

Hidamari Sketch-Yoshinoya 

Higehiro- Sayu Ogiwara 

High Card

High Rise Invasion-Yuri Honjo  

High School DxD- Rias Gremory, Issei Hyodo

High School Fleet-Mei Irizaki

High School Girls- Ayano Sato 

High School Of The Dead

High Score Girl- Akira Oono

Highspeed Etoile 

Higurashi-Rena Ryuugu

Hikaru no Go

Himawari- Himawari Hinata 

Hime-chan’s Ribbon 

Himesama Goyoujin-Himeko Tsubaki 

Himote House

Himouto Umaru-chan-Nana Ebina 

Hinako Note-Hinako Sakuragi

Hinamatsuri- Hina

Hinomaru Sumo- Chizuko Hori 

Hiiro No Kakera- Tamaki Kasuga 

Hisone and Masotan- Hisone Amakasu

Hitman Reborn- Chrome Dokuro

Hitohira-Mugi Asai

Hitori no Shita-Fuu Houhou

Hitori Bocchi no Marumaru Seikatsu-Bocchi Hitori 

Hitorigurashi no Shougakusei

Hokkaido Gals Are Super Adorable-Minami Fuyuki 

Honey And Clover 

Hoozuki's Coolheadedness 

Hortensia Saga-Nonnoria Folley

Horimiya-Kyouko Hori 

Horizon In The Middle Of Nowhere- Horizon Arladust/P-01s

Hoshizora e Kakaru Hashi-Ui Nakatsugawa 

House Of Five Leaves

How a Realist Hero Rebuilt the Kingdom-Tomoe Inui, Kaede Foxia

How Heavy Are The Dumbbells You Lift- Hibiki Sakura 

How Not To Summon a Demon Lord-Rem Galleu 

How To Keep a Mummy-Asa Motegi 

Hulaing Babies

Humanity Has Declined-Shujinko

Hundred-Claire Harvey

Hungry Heart Wild Striker-Miki Tsujiwaki 

HunterxHunter- Shizuku

Hyakka Ryouran- Jubei Yagyu

Hyakko-Ayumi Nonomura

Hybrid x Heart Magias Academy Ataraxia-Silvia Silkcut  

Hyouka- Eru Chitanda

Hyperdimension Neptunia The Animation-Neptune/Purple Heart 

Hynosis Mic- Iris

IChu 

ID0-Maya Mikuri

IDInvaded- Koharu Hondomachi

Idol Incidents

Idolish7-Tsumugi Takanashi 

Idoly Pride- Sakura Kawasaki

Ikenaikyo-Charlotte Evens

Inazuma Eleven 

InfiniT Force

Infinite Stratos- Houki Shinonono

Innocent Venus 

Interspecies Reviewers-Meidri

In/spectre-Kotoko Iwanaga 

Intrigue In The Bakumatsu

Inu X Boku Secret Service- Ririchiyo Shirakiin, Soushi Miketsukami

Inukami- Yoko 

Inuyasha- Kagome Higurashi, Moroha(Yashahime)

I’ve Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Max Out My Level-Azusa Aizawa

I Can't Understand What My Husband Is Saying- Kaoru

I Coundn't Become A Hero, So I Reluctantly Decided To Get A Job- Fino Bloodstone

I Don't Like You At All Big Brother-Nao Takanashi

I Got a Cheat Skill in Another World and Became Unrivaled in the Real World Too-Kaori Houjou 

I Shall Survive Using Potions-Kaoru Nagase 

I Somehow Gotten Stronger When I Improved My Farm Related Skills-Helen Rean

I Was Reincarnated as the 7th Prince so I can Take My Time Perfecting My Magical Ability 

I’m Standing on a Million Lives- Kusue Hakosaki 

I’m Qutting Heroing-Lili 

I’m in Love with the Villainess- Rae Taylor,Clair Francois 

I’m the Villainess so I’m Taming the Final Boss-Aileen Lauren d’Autriche 

Idolmaster-Haruka Amami,Uzuki Shimamura[IMCG], Arisu Tachibana[IMCG U149], Momoka Sakurai[IMCG U149] 

If Her Flag Breaks- Nanami Knight Bladefield

If My Favourite Pop Idol Made It to the Budoukan I Would Die-Maina Ichii

Ikebukuro West Gate Park

Ikemen Sengoku 

Iketeru Futari

Ikki Tousen- Hakufu Sonsaku 

Ikoku Meiro no Croisee-Yune

Immortal Grand Prix 

Immoral Guild-Hitamu Kyan

In the Heart of Kunoichi Tsubaki-Tsubaki 

In the Land of Leadale-Cayna

Inari Konkon Koi Iroha- Inari Fushimi 

Infinite Dendrogram-Nemesis  

Initial D

Insomniacs After School-Isaki Magari

Interview With Monster Girls-Hikari Takanshi, Kyouko Machi, Yuki Kusakabe,Sakie Satou

In Another World With My Smartphone-Linze Silhoueska

Invaders Of The Rokujoma-Sanae Higashihongan

Invincible King Tri Zenon 

Incincible Robo Trider G7

Inugami-san to Nekoyama-san

Ingress

Inuyashiki

Ippatsu Kiki Musume

Ippon Again-Michi Sonoda 

Irina The Vampire Cosmonaut- Irina Luminesk 

Is It Wrong to Try To Pick Up Girls In A Dungeon?-Hestia

Is The Order A Rabbit?- Cocoa Hoto

Is This A Zombie?- Eucliwood Hellscythe

Ishura

Island- Sara Garando

Isuca- Sakuya Shimazu 

Iron Man

Irozuku

Irregular At Magic High School- Miyuki Shiba,Tatsuya Shiba

Isekai Cheat Magician-Rin Azuma 

Isekai Izakaya Nobu- Shinobu Senke

Isekai Quartet 

Itazura na Kiss-Kotoko Aihara

Iwa Kakeru- Konomi Kasahara

Ixion Saga DT

Izzeta The Last Witch- Izetta

Japan Sinks 2020

Jellyfish Can’t Swim in The Night-Mahiru Kouzuki/Yoru Kurage

Jikkenhin Kazoku-Ashisu

Jikuu Tantei Genshi-kun-Sora Yamato

Jingai-san no Yome

Jinsei-Fumi Kujou

Jitsu Wa Watashi Wa-Youko Shiragami

JK Meshi

Joker Game 

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure-Trish Una

Jormungand- Koko Hekmatyar, Jonah

Joshikausei

Joshiraku- Gankyou Kurubiyutei 

Jouran-Sawa Yukimura 

Juubei-chan-Jiyuu Nanohara

Jujutsu Kaisen-Nobara Kugisaki

Junji Ito Collection 

Junji Ito Maniac 

Just Because 

Juuni Senshi Bakuretsu Eto Ranger

Juuni Taisen

Juusenshi Gulkeeva

Juushinki Pandora- Queenie Yoh 

K- Kuroh Yatogami, Neko 

K-On- Yui Hirasawa

Kabaneri of The Iron Fortress-Ayame Yomogawa

Kabukibu-Maruko Janome

Kabukichou Sherlock-Mary Morstan

Kado-Kanata Shinawa

Kage Kara Mamoru-Yamame Hattori 

Kageki Shoujo-Sarasa Watanabe

Kaguya-sama – Kaguya Shinomiya

Kakegurui-Yumeko Jabami 

Kakuriyo no Yadomeshi- Aoi Tsubaki 

Kamisama Kazoku-Tenko Kamiyama

Kashigoto- Hime Gotou 

Kaiji

Kaijuu No.8

Kaina of the Great Snow Sea-Ririha

Kaitou Tenshi Twin Angel

Kanamemo-Kana Nakamachi

Kamen No Maid Guy-Naeka Fujiwara

Kamichama Karin

Kamierabi-Honoka Sawa

Kamigami No Asobi-,Yui Kusanagi 

Kamikatsu-Alural

Kamisama Dolls

Kamisama Kiss- Nanami Momozono

Kampfer- Akane Mishima 

Kandagawa Jet Girls-Rin Namiki 

Kannagi -Nagi/Kannagi

Kannazuki No Miko- Himeko Kurusugawa 

Kanon-Ayu Tsukimiya 

Kanokon- Chizuru Minamoto

Kantai Collection-Fubuki, Hibiki, Shigure

Karakai Jouzu no Takagi-san-Takagi-san

Karakuri Circus- Shirogane Saiga/Eleonore

Kare Kano-Yukino Miyazawa

Karin: Chibi Vampire- Karin Maaka

Karneval- Gereki

Kashimashi-Hazumu Osaragi

Katanagatari- Togame  

Kawagoe Boys Sing 

Kawai Complex Guide To Manors And Hostel Behaviour-Ritsu Kawai 

Kaze No Stigma-Ayano Kannagi 

Keep Your Hands Off Eizoukan 

Keijo-Non Toyoguchi 

Kekkaishi

Kemono Friends-Serval

Kemono Jihen-Kon

Kemono Michi- Shigure 

Kemurikusa-RIn

Ken En Ken

Kengan Ashura

Kenka Bancho 

Kenichi: Mightiest Disciple- Miu Furinji

Key The Metal Idol 

Kiba-Roya

Kiddy GirlAND- Ascoeur

Kiddy Grade- Eclair, Lumiere

Kids On The Slope

Kimetsu no Yaiba- Nezuko Kamado 

King of Prism 

Kiitarou’s Youkai Picture Diary 

Kill La Kill

Kill Me Baby- Sonya

Killing Bites- Hitomi Uzaki 

Kimagure Orange Road-Manami Kasuga

Kimi Ga Aruji De Shitsuji Ga Ore De-Yume Kuonji 

Kimi Ga Nozomu Eien-Haruka Suzumiya

Kimi Ni Todoke-Sawako”Sadako”Kuronuma

Kimi To Boku

KimiKiss-Yuumi Hoshino

Kimizero-Runa Shirakawa

Kindaichi Case Files-Miyuki Nanase 

King’s Game

King’s Raid- Cleo

Kingdom 

Kin-Iro Mosaic-Shinobu Omiya 

Kino’s Journey 

Kirby: Right Back At Ya 

KissxSis- Miharu Mikuni

Kiss Him Not Me- Kae Serinuma

Kiyo In Kyoto-Kiyo

Kiznaiver-Nico Niiyama 

Kizuna no Allele-Chris

Knights and Magic- Adeltrud “”Addy” Olter

Knights Of Sindonia-Shizuka Hoshijiro 

Kobato-Kobato Hanato

Kochouki-Oichi

Kodomo no Jikan-Mimi Usa 

Kodomo no Omocha

Koi Kaze-Nanoka Kohinata

Koi wa Ameagari no You ni – Akira Tachibana 

Koikimo-Ichika Arima 

Koihime Muso- Kan'u Unchou/Aisha

Kokkoku- Juri Yukawa

Kokoro Connect

Kokoro Library-Kokoro

Komi Can’t Communicate-Shouko Kpmi

Komori-san Can't Decline

Kono Oto Tomare – Satowa Hasuki 

Konohana Kitan-Yuzu

KonoSuba-Megumin

Kotaro Lives Alone 

Kotoura-san- Yuriko Mifune

Koutetsu Sangokushi 

Kubo Let Me Be Invisible-Nagisa Kubo 

Kujibiki Unbalance 

Kuma Kuma Kuma Bear- Yuna

Kumamiko-Machi Amayadori 

Kure-nai

Kurokami-Kuro

Kuroko's Basket-Satsuki Momoi

Kuromukuro-Yukina Shirahane

Kurozuka

Kyoran Kazoku Nikki-Kyoka Midarezaki 

Kyoto Teramachi Sanjou no Holmes-Aoi Mashiro

Kyou Kara Maou 

Kyou no Go no Ni-Megumi Hidaka

Kyousougiga-Koto

La Corda d'Oro-Azuma Yunoki,Kahoko Hino,Kanade Kohinata[LCD Blue Sky]

La Storia Della Arcana Famiglia-Felicita

Ladies Versus Butlers-Tomomi Saikyou 

Lagrange-Muginami

Laid Back Camp- Nadeshiko Kagamihara, Rin Shima 

Lamune-Nanami Konoe 

Lance N' Masques-Yufeng 

Land of the Lustrous

Lapis Re:Lights-Ashley 

Last Exile-Lavie Head, Fam Fan Fan(LEFtSW) 

Last Period- Choco

Laughing Under The Clouds-Botan 

Layton Mystery Tanteisha- Katrielle Layton

LBX Girls-Suzuno

Le Chevalier D'Eon 

Legend of the Galactic Heroes 

Legend of Legendary Heroes- Ferris Eris

Legend of Mana The Teardrop Cystal 

Les Misérables Shoujo Cosette 

Lets Make a Mug Too-Mika Kukuri

Level 1 Demon Lord and One Room Hero-Zenia 

Level E

Levius-Natalia Garnet 

Liar Liar-Sarasa Saionji/Rina Akabane 

Lilpri-Ringo Yukimori

Life Lessons with Uramichi Oniisan-Utano Tadano

Life with an Ordinary Guy who Reincarnated into a Total Fantasy Knockout- Hinata Tachibana 

Linebarrels Of Iron- Emi Kizaki

Listen To Me Girls, I Am Your Farther- Sora Takanashi 

Listeners-Mu

Little Busters-Rin Natsume 

Little Witch Academia- Atsuko “Akko” Kagari 

Log Horizon-Akatsuki, Shiroe

Locodol-Nanako Usami

Love All Play 

Love and Lies-Misaki Takasaki

Long Riders-Ami Kurata 

Lord Marksman And Vanadis-Eleonora “Elen” Viltaria 

Lord of Vermillion- Tsubaki Manazuru

Lost Song-Rin  

Lost Universe 

Lost Village-Lion 

Love After World Domination-Desumi Magahara 

Love Com- Risa Koizumi

Love,Election And Chocolate-Nozomi Edagawa 

Love Flops-Amelia Irving 

Love Get Chu 

Love,Chunibyo And Other Delusions- Rikka Takanashi 

Love Hina-Shinobu Maehara, Motoko Aoyama, Kaolla Su

Love of Kill-Chateau Dankworth 

Love Lab- Suzune Tanahashi 

Love Live- Honoka Kosaka, Ruby Kurosawa[Love Live Sunshine], Rina Tennoji(Love Live Nijigasaki),Kanon Shibuya(Love Live Superstar)

Love Love- Natsumi Yagami

Love Kome

Lovely Idol 

Loving Yamada at Lv999-Akane Kinoshita 

L/R-Noelle Ardelade 

Luck & Logic-Athena, Liones Yellstratova

Lucky Star- Konata Izumi

Lucifer and the Biscuit Hammer-Samidare Asahina

Luna Legend Tsukihime

Lupin The Third-Fujiko Mine  

Lycoris Recoil- Chisato Nishikigi

M3 The Black Metal 

Maburaho-Yuna Miyama

Macademi Wasshoi-Suzuho Hasegawa 

Machiko And Hatchin

Macross-Freyja Wion[Macross Delta]

Made In Abyss-Riko

Madome-Nephelia

Madou Soshi 

Maesetsu-Fubuki Kitakaze

Magatsu Wahrheit-Irma

Magi- Alibaba Saluja, Morgiana

Magipoka-Liru

Magic Knight Reyearth 

Magic Kyun Renaissance-Kohana Aigasaki 

Magic Of Stella-Tamaki Honda 

Magical Canan

Magical Circle Guru Guru-Kukuri

Magical Destroyers-Anarchy/Kirara Akabane

Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha-Nanoha Takamachi

Magical Girl Ore – Sakuyo Mikage 

Magical Girl Site- Aya Asagiri 

Magical Girl Spec Ops Asuka-Kurumi Mugen 

Magical Girl Raising Project-Ripple/Kano Sazanami  

Magical Senpai-Senpai  

Magical Shopping Arcade Abenobashi

Magical Somera-chan

Magical Warfare-Mui Aiba

Magikano-Ayumi Mamiya 

Mahoraba-Kozue Aoba

Mahoromatic-Mahoro Andou

Mahou Shoujo Nante Mou Ii Desukara 

Mahou Shoujo Naria Girls

Mai Hime-Mai Tokiha

Mai Otome-Arika Yumemiya 

Maid-Sama- Misaki Ayazawa

Maison Ikkoku- Kyoko Otonashi 

Majestic Prince-Tamaki Irie 

Majikoi Oh! Samurai Girls- Miyako Shiina

Majimoji Rurumo-Rurumo 

Major-Kaoru Shimizu

Malevolent Spirit-Botan Nagatsuki 

Makai Ouji: Devils And Realist 

Maken-Ki- Inaho Kushihachi

Mama wa Shougaku 4 Nensei 

Mamoru-kun ni Megami no Shukufuku wo-Ayako Takasu

Management of a Novice Alchemist-Sarasa Feed

Manyuu Hikenchou- Kaede

Marchen Awakens Romance-Snow 

Marchen Madchen-Hazuki Kagimura 

Maria-sama ga Miteru-Yumi Fukuzawa

Maria Holic-Kanako Miyamae

Maria The Virgin Witch-Maria 

March Comes In Like A Lion-Hinata Kawamoto

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Marmalade Boy

Manaria Friends 

Mars Red-Aoi Shirase

Martian Successor Nadesico-Yurika Misumaru,Ruri Hoshino 

Master Keaton 

Marvel Disk Wars

Masamune-kun’s Revenge-Yoshino Koiwai

Mashle-Lemon Irvine 

Matoi The Sacred Slayer-Matoi Sumeragi 

Matchless RaijinOh

Maoyu- Maou 

Mawaru Penguindrum

Mayo Chiki- Kanade Suzutsuki

Mayoi Neko Overrun-Nozomi Kiriya 

Mazica Party

Medabots 

Meiji Gekken

Meiji Tokyo Renka-Mei Ayaziki

Medaka Box- Medaka Kurokami 

Megalo Box 

Megaman NT Warrior

Meganebu

Megaton Musashi-Arshem 

Mekakucity Actors

Melody of Oblivion 

Merc Storia

Mermaid Forest 

Metallic Rouge 

MF Ghost-Ren Saionji 

Miami Guns- Yao Sakurakouji

Midnight Occult Civil Servants 

Midori Days- Midori Kasugano

Migi & Dali

Mikagura School Suite-Eruna Ichinomiya 

Mikan Enikki 

Million Arthur- Thief Arthur 

Million Doll 

Minami Kamakura High School Girls Cycling Club-Hiromi Maiharu

Minamike-Kana Minami 

Mingling With a Priest 

Mierukochan-Miko Yotsuya

Miracle Girls

Miss Caretaker of Sunoharasou-Ayaka Sunohara

Miss Bernard Said 

Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid-Tohru

Miss Kuroitsu from the Monster Development Department-Touka Kuroitsu, Akashic. Wolf Bete

Miss Monochrome 

Miss Shachiku and the Little Baby Ghost-Yuurei-chan

Mission: Yozakura Family 

Mitsuboshi Colors-Kotoha

Mitsudomoe-Aiko Kuriyama

Mix- Haruka Ooyama

MM-Arashiko Yuuno

Mob Psycho 100

Mobile Suit Gundam- Tieira Erde[Gundam 00], Lacus Clyne[Gundam Seed/Seed Destiny], Kudelia Aina Bernstein[Gundam IBO],China Kousaka[GBF],Romary Stone/Asuno[Gundum AGE]Mirai Kamiki[GBFT], Aya Fujisawa/Ayame[GBD], Shakti Kareen[MSVG], Suletta Mercury[MSG TWFM]

Modern Magic Made Simple-Koyomi Morishita 

Moetan-Ink Nijihara 

Mokke

Momo Kyun Sword-Momoko

Momokuri-Yuki Kurihara

Mon Colle Knights 

Monochrome Factor 

Monogatari- Tsubasa Hanekawa 

Monster

Monster Girl Doctor-Saphentite Neikes

Monster Hunter Stories

Monster Musume-Miia

Monthly Girls' Nozaki-kun-Chiyo Sakura 

Moonlight Mile

More Than a Married Couple But Not Lovers-Akari Watanabe 

Moriarty the Patriot 

Moribito-Balsa

Morita-san Wa Mukuchi 

Mouryou No Hako

Mouse

Morose Mononokean-Zenko Fujiwara

Mother of the Goddess’s Dormitory-Sutea Koroya

Mr Love

Mr Villain’s Day Off

Ms.Koizumi Loves Ramen Noodles-Koizumi 

Ms. Vampire Who Lives in My Neighborhood- Sophie Twilight  

Muhyo & Roji’s Bureau of Supernatural Investigation  

Mushi Uta-Shiika Anmoto

Mushibugyo-Kuroageha

Mushishi

Mushoku Tensei-Roxy Migurdia 

Mushrambo

Muteki Kanban Musume-Megumi Kannazuki 

Mutenking The Dancing Hero 

Muv-Luv-Yui Takamura[MuvLuv Alternative Total Eclipse], Katia Waldheim[Shswarzesmarken], Sumika Kagamu[MuvLuv Alternative]

My Bride Is A Mermaid- Sun Seto

My Clueless First Friend-Akane Nishimura 

My Daemon

My Daughter Left the Nest and Returned an S Ranked Adventurer-Miriam

My Dress Up Darling-Marin Kitagawa 

My First Girlfriend Is a Gal-Nene Fujinoki

My Girlfriend Is Shobitch-Akiho Kousaka

My Happy Marriage-Miyo Saimori 

My Hero Academia-Ochako Uraraka 

My Home Hero-Reika Tosu 

My Isekai Life-Dryad 

My Instant Death Ability is So Over Powered-Tomochika Dannoura

My Little Monster-Asako Netsume 

My Life as Inukai-san’s Dog-Usagi Tsukishiro 

My Love Story-Rinko Yamato

My Master Has No Tail-Mameda

My Mental Choices Are Completly Interfering With My School Romance Comedy-Ouka Yuuouji 

My Neighbour Seki

My New Boss is Goofy

My One Hit Kill Sister-Maya Ikusaba

My Roommate is a Cat

My Senpai is Annoying-Futaba Igarashi 

My Sister My Writer 

My Stepmom’s Daughter is My Ex-Yume Irido 

My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU- Yui Yuigahama

My Tiny Senpai-Shiori Katase 

My Unique Skill Makes Me OP Even at Level 1-Emily Brown 

My Wife Is The Student Council President-Ui Wakana

Myriad Colors Phantom World-Reina Izumi  

Myself Yourself-Aoi Oribe

Mysterious Disappearance 

Mysterious Girlfriend X- Mikoto Urabe

Mysterious Joker- Diamond Queen 

Mythical Detective Loki Ragnarok-Mayura Daidouji

Mystic Archives Of Dantalian-Dalian 

Nabari No Ou-Raimei Shimizu

Nadia

Nagasarete Airantou- Suzu 

Nagi-Asu-Manaka Mukaido 

Najica Blitz Tactics- Lila 

Nakaimo-Konoe Tsuruma

Nanbaka-Momoko Hyakushiki

Nana-Nana Osaki 

Nana Maru San Batsu-Mari Fukami

Nanaka6/17-Nanaka Kirisato

Nanana’s Buried Treasure-Nanana Ryuugajou 

Nanatsuiro Drops-Sumomo Akihime 

Namu Amida Butsu

Naruto-Hinata Hyuga, Sumire Kakei(Boruto)

Natsu No Arashi-Yayoi Fushimi

Natsuiro Kiseki –Yuka Hanaki

Natsume's Book Of Friends- Jun Sasada

Nazotokine

Needless- Adam Blade, Eve Neuschwanstein

Negima-Nodoka Miyazaki, Karin Yuuki[UQ Holder]

Nekogami Yaoyorozu-Mayu

Nekopara-Chocola

Neo Ranga

Neon Genesis Evengelion

Near Death!! Ekoda-chan 

Netsuzou Trap

Neuro: Supernatural Detective- Yako Katsuragi 

New Game-Aoba Suzukaze

Nier Automata Ver1.1a-2B 

Nichijou

Night Head 2041

Night Head Genesis 

Night Raid 1931-Yukina Sonogi 

Night Wizard 

Nijiiro Days 

Nil Admirari no Tenbin- Tsugumi Kuze

Ningen Fushin-Curran

Ninjala-Lucy

Ninja Kamui 

Ninja Girl And Samurai Master 

Ninja Nonsense- Shinobu,Miyabi

Ninja Scroll

Ninja Slayer From Animation 

Nisekoi- Kosaki Onodera

No Game No Life- Sora,Shiro

No Guns Life-Mary Steinberg

Noblesse- Seira J. Loyard

Nobunagun- Shio Ogura 

Nobunaga Conserto 

Nobunaga-sensei no Osanazuma

Nobunaga The Fool- Jeanne Kaguya D'Arc/Ranmaru Mori

Nodame Cantabile-Megumi Noda

Noein

Nogizaka Haruka No Himitsu-Haruka Nogizaka 

Non Non Biyori-Komari Koshigaya

Nora, Princess and Stray Cat

Noragami-Hiyori Iki,Yato

Norn9-Koharu

Nourin-Ringo Kinoshita/Yuka Kusakabe 

Now and Then Here and There

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Null Peta

Nura: Rise Of The Yokai Clan- Tsurara Oikawa/Yuki Onna

Nurse Angel Ririka SOS 

Nurse Witch Komugi-chan-Kokona Saionji[NWK R]

Nyaruko-Nyaruko

Nyan Koi-Kaede Mizuno 

Nyanko Days

O Maidens in Your Savage Season-HItoha Hongou 

Oblivion Battery 

Occult Academy-Maya Kumashiro 

Occult:Nine-Ryoka Narusawa 

Oda Cinnamon Nobunaga-Ichiko Oda 

Odd Taxi

Ojisan And Marshmallow 

Okami-san And Her Seven Companions- Ryoko Okami

Okami Kakushi-Nemuru Kushinda

Okoshiyasu Chitose-chan

Okusama Wa Joshikousei-Asami Onohara

Omae wa Mada Gunma wo Shiranai

Omamori Himari-Himari Noihara

Omiai Aite wa Oshiego Tsuyoki na Mondaiji

One Outs

One Punch Man 

One Piece-Carrot,Yamato

One Week Friends-Kaori Fujimiya 

Onee-Chan Wa Kita

Onihei

Ongaku Shoujo- Hanako Yamadaki 

Onmyouji 

Onsen Yousei Hakone-chan 

Oooku 

Ooya-san Wa Shishunki 

Oreimo- Ruri Goko/Kuroneko

Orenchi No Fueo Jijo

OreSuki- Aoi Hinata

Oreshura-Himeka Akishino

Orient-Tsugumo Hattori 

Oruchuban Ebichu

Otome Youkai Zakuro-Susukihotaru 

One Room

OniiAi-Akiko Himenokouji

Onimai-Mahiro Oyama

Onigiri

Opus Colors 

Orange-Naho Takamiya

Osake wa Fuufu ni Natte Kara

Osamake-Kuroha Shida

Oshi no Ko-Kana Arima

Osomatsu-kun-Totoko

Otaku Elf-Koito Koganei

Otherside Picnic-Sorao Kamikoshi 

Otogi Juushi Akazukin 

Otome wa Boku ni Koishiteru 

Our Last Crusade or the Rise of a New World-Mismis Klass 

Ouran High School Host Club- Kyoya Otari

Outbreak Company-Myucel Foaran 

Outburst Dreamer Boy-Mizuki Hijiri 

Outlaw Star-Melfina 

Our Home's Fox Deity-Misaki Sakura

Over Drive

Overdrive Girl 1/6-Nona 

Overlord-Albedo

Overtake-Alice Mitsuzawa

Ozmafia

Pan De Peace

Pandora Hearts- Alice

Pandora In The Crimson Shell-Clarion 

Pani Poni Dash-Himeko Katagiri

Parallel World Pharmacy- Charlotte “Lotte” Soller 

Paradise Kiss-Yukari “Caroline” Hayasaka

Paranoia Agent 

PaRappa the Rapper

Pastel Memories  Panty And Stocking, Panty, Stocking