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Anime Romances + Fantasy

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Remade Gojo x Reader (Mature/Explicit)

Gojo Satoru Fanfic 

Rating: Mature (Explicit Sexual Scenes)

Word Count: 12k+

Summary: It has been 10 years since you left behind the world of being a sorcerer. You experienced too much hurt to ever want to step back foot in that world, even if it meant never getting to give your heart closure. You worked behind the shadows, executing curses to alleviate pressure on the students who attend Jujutsu High. One day on your way back from your mission, you meet an unexpected guest...

I wrote this because this man has been living rent-free in my head for the past couple of weeks and it needed to be done. I simply can't just write smut, I need substance. So here is my dirty little fic for ya'll. I hope you enjoy it!

Note: I posted this on Ao3. This is all my writing I promise, just posting of different platforms for more people to enjoy. 

Faster…  I have to run faster.

You ‘stumbled’ on a nest of cursed spirits. You were now running at a deadly pace to lure them into your trap – hundreds of cursed tools poised and ready to kill every last spirit. 

Sweat ran down the length of your spine as you finally rounded the corner of the alley, immediately skidding on the concrete, using your cursed technique to shoot the weapons forward, meeting their destined targets.  

Shrieks rang out through the alley from the dying spirits, blood staining the stones beneath their bodies. 

Without looking back, you summon your own cursed spirit, Osu. You named it, even though you knew you shouldn’t. With the raise of your hand, Osu opened their mouth as you summoned the cursed weapons, funneling them one by one into Osu. 

“Good work,” you smiled, affectionately patting the top of Osu’s gray leathery head. The spirit seemed to pur in response, leaning into the warmth of your hand. 

With that, you sent the cursed spirit back to the in-between, which is what you called the shadows you send your shikigami to. 

You sighed deeply.

It seems there are more and more cursed spirits these days. I left the sorcerers of Tokyo 10 years ago, but it seems I am still doing their dirty work. 

With a look at your blood-stained clothes, you sigh once again as you make your way back to your apartment. 

The citizens of Tokyo walk by, blissfully unaware of the danger that lurks in each of their mundane thoughts. Lights of neon billboards light the smoggy night air as cars speed past your relaxed figure. 

You used to hate them. People who didn’t have a cursed technique or couldn’t sense cursed energy. For how weak and useless they were, how they contributed to the problems you had to clean up. The lives of friends that have been lost that you’ll never get back. 

After the Star Plasma Vessel incident, you were convinced that you no longer wanted to be a sorcerer. You were on a mission in Nagasaki when it happened. You were ordered by the higher-ups to return immediately to protect the vessel, Riko Amanai. 

As soon as you received the order you moved, getting to Tokyo in just 6 hours. 

But you were too late.

Toji Fushiguro had successfully killed Riko Amanai, and disabled Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto. This was the first update you got. The second was when you arrived in Tokyo. Satoru killed Toji Fushiguro and secured Riko’s body. 

You shivered as you entered your apartment. You remembered Satoru's face that day of Riko’s memorial service, cold and emotionless. 

That day changed everything. For everyone…

“Hiiiikaaarrriiii~?” you called into the room, flipping on the light switch to find someone sitting on your couch. 

“Yo,” 

The familiar voice called and you stopped cold, keys falling out of your hands. 

Your cat, Hikari, lay in his lap, soft belly up, purring at the sensation of his long fingers scratching her. 

Traitor. 

You quietly cursed your cat as you crossed your arms over your chest, pulling a cold mask over your shocked features. 

“Satoru,” you say coldly narrowing your eyes at the man who you haven’t seen in 10 years. Instead of heavily tinted sunglasses he now wore a black band around his eyes. Now he dressed casually instead of his usual black uniform. 

He’s not here on business.

His laugh sounded through the room, light and airy, but you knew it was fake. You had spent too much time with him, even now, you knew him like the back of your hand. 

“I never thought you would be so cold towards me, y/n!” he smiled, the kind of smile he displayed when he wanted to be friendly, but knew he would win whatever argument he was in. 

I’m annoyed. 

“Satoru, I am no longer a sorcerer. I have no place in your world. I declared as much all those years ago. Leave.”  your voice was so stern it made Hikari rise from her place in Satoru's lap and come caress your leg as if comforting you. 

He paused for a moment, smile dropping from his face, as he studied you. He peeled off his blindfold, exposing those brilliant blue eyes. A stark contrast against his moon-pale skin and silver hair. The world seemed to rest in his eyes as they seemed to sparkle with life. 

You didn’t falter. Instead, you held his piercing gaze, refusing to bow to the man you once loved hopelessly. 

“I came to warn you. So before you try to kill me, hear me out.” 

Your eye twitched at his words. A taunt mixed with sincerity. He had always been a cocky arrogant bastard, but his expression was so serious it scared you. So much so that you nodded and sat across from him. 

“Nice place, by the way.” he offered and you scoffed in return, telling him with your eyes to get to the point. 

He held up his hands, took a deep breath, then spoke. 

“In the next few years, the Jujutsu world is going to change.” 

If it were anyone else, you would’ve punched them for telling you bullshit that doesn’t involve you but… That serious expression didn’t leave his face. 

“Which curse is it?” Satoru held no fear for himself, but rather for everyone around him, including civilians, ever since Riko.

“A first-year name Yuta Okkotsu showed up with a cursed sword imbedded with a high-class curse named Rika. Geto attacked him…” 

Geto? I knew Suguru defected, but to attack a student? How far gone is he?

Satoru swallowed and then continued. 

“Geto is dead… But y/n, this is just the beginning. There’s a group collecting Ryomen Sukunas fingers.”

You didn’t hide your shock. 

“They’re trying to resurrect him…” you whispered, nearly to yourself but he heard you while nodding, confirming your suspicion. 

“That’s why the curses are gathering in greater numbers, they’re feeding off the chaos. My guess is the group is trying to bring the glory days of the curses back. Which means –”

“They’re going to raise the number of sorcerers, but they can’t do that with you around.” 

Your eyebrows knitted together.

What are you getting at, Satoru?

“Exactly, I don’t know how they plan to disable me. But when that happens, they’re going to need you y/n. Innocent lives will be lost if you don’t step in, but it has to be at the right moment. They’ve forgotten about you, about your skill how your strength was second to mine…” 

You were already shaking your head. The thought of going back to that power-hungry world. That bloody world… 

“Y/n think–”

“No,” you said breathlessly, Satoru's emotionless face of that day flashing in your mind. How he was a hollow shell for the remainder of that final year. 

It broke something inside of you. You had seen so many deaths, but to see him, the man who smiled so carefree and bright be rendered to… That? Sure, he gained a deeper connection to his power, but at what cost? 

“Y/n,” he said your name, voice softer as he reached across the coffee table, his warm fingers brushing yours. 

“No, Satoru. You don’t know what you’re asking me to do.” 

How could he? Your feelings were one-sided, to begin with. 

Back then, you watched as girls flirted with him as he flirted back. Yet you were always there. You always listened to him when he needed someone to talk to about his scars, about the shadows that chased his light. He did the same for you, but perhaps it was out of pity. 

You pulled your hand out of his touch, foreign and familiar. Even after all this time, your skin still missed him. 

“You’re asking me to step back into the world I hate the most, but only after something horrible happens to you…?” your eyes stung as you finally met his gaze. His features were blurry, but you could see his fair eyebrows knitted together as he bit his inner cheek. 

“I won’t die,” he promised, voice soft and vulnerable, a voice that you had only heard once before. 

Your lip quivered. 

“There are things worse than death, Satoru Gojo. I rather die, than watch you suffer again,” you admitted. 

His eyes widened at your words, shock plain on his face but you didn’t care, you pressed on. 

“I will not go through that again… When I got that call saying you had been disabled by Toji Fushiguro I felt like I couldn’t breathe. It was as if all the air in the world had evaporated. I traveled through the in-between to get to you. Only to find you…” your words died in your throat as salty tears fell from your eyes. 

Shaking your head, you ran your hands down your thighs to ground yourself to reality. 

—

Satoru was wordless. Which was rare for him. 

He hadn’t stopped looking for y/n for the past 10 years. 

When she suddenly announced her separation he felt lost. He had gained a lot, but he lost everything important to him. She had been there for him since the beginning, and he for her. 

He recalled the first time he had ever seen her cry. There was a rumor that she had no feelings, that the strong female sorcerer was all ice with no heart. But when he saw her high up in a tree, knees tucked into her chest, rocking slightly, he realized they couldn’t be more wrong. 

It’s not that she didn’t feel, it’s that she felt too much, lost too much to the point where she didn’t want to let anyone close to her fragile heart. 

Satoru stared at y/n’s current crying frame, he watched as she tried to steel herself. Hands rubbing her thighs to try and soothe her pain, to ground herself. She chewed on her bottom lip as she concentrated between his eyebrows, unable to truly meet his eyes. 

Memories of their past flashed in his mind. Particularly the night he opened up to her about growing up in the Gojo clan, and the things he had done leading up to attending Jujutsu High. 

They were stuck on a mission together, the atmosphere was awkward and they only talked when discussing how to swiftly dispose of the lower-level cursed spirit. Satoru was particularly annoyed because he thought he was given such a remedial task, one that was without Suguru which at that point the two of them had become inseparable. 

“Y/n, are you always so serious?” Satoru drew out his voice while leaning over her shoulder, lazily craning his neck to meet her eyes over his glasses. 

She simply waved him off with an elegant hand while rolling her eyes. 

“The sooner we finish this mission the sooner I can be done with you.” She sighed, popping a piece of gum in her mouth as she pressed on. 

What is wrong with this girl? Usually, women kill to get a chance to be alone with me.

“Hey hey hey aren’t you being a little too mean? After all, you should feel grateful that I am here.” he boasted, stuffing his hands into his pockets, matching her brisk pace easily thanks to his long legs. 

Her features further dropped into annoyance as she eyed him sidelong with one eyebrow raised, as if in a warning. 

“I have no idea why we got put together. Anyways Gojo, we’re going to be entering the area where the cursed spirit was sighted. Even though it’s reported as a low-level curse we should still be cautious.” the woman scolded as she pushed a piece of her long hair behind her ear. For some reason, that act alone distracted him. 

“I’m not worried since nothing can touch me. Unless I want it to of course.” he shrugged and she rolled her eyes again. 

“Yes while you may feel invincible, I am not blessed with your lovely Infinity skill. So I will continue being careful.” another bemused sigh escaped her full lips. 

Why am I so distracted right now? Is it because I know she’s putting up a front? 

He was lost in thought for a while till her voice called out into the silence. 

“This should be it. You remember the plan, right?” her eyes meet his over her shoulder, a coy smile tugging on her lips. 

“Of course.” he returned her smile. 

—

“Well, that was easy.” Satoru whistled looking at the pathetic excuse for a curse. Its corpse lay motionless on the floor of the abandoned skyscraper. 

“Too easy…” y/n said, voice wary. 

She crouched down in front of the corpse, face emotionless, eyes dissecting every aspect of the curse trying to find its secrets. 

Scary. She’s too smart.

Her plan went effortlessly. She had him drop his technique entirely so they couldn’t be sensed. She went in alone since the curse was reported to only attack young women. He was to tail her, concealing his existence until the curse showed itself. Once it did, all he had to do was attack it with his cursed energy. 

“Such a weak curse.” Satoru clicked his tongue, hands returning to his pockets. 

Why did we even get put on this mission? Y/n maybe I could see, but me? Why couldn’t I go on the mission with Suguru? I can’t–

“GOJO MOVE!” 

At that exact moment, he felt a huge amount of cursed energy that he didn’t sense earlier, but he was too late. 

Y/n had jumped in front of his body, shielding him from the attack. 

Y/n looked at Satoru with wide eyes as the cursed spirit stabbed through her abdomen. Blood spilled from the wound and her mouth as the spirit pulled back. 

In a second he killed it, but it didn’t matter.

Y/n fell to the ground, hand tightly pressed to her wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding. 

Panic bubbled in his chest as he quickly ran to her side, taking off his jacket and shirt, beginning to rip the fabric into ribbons. 

“What’re you?” she asked weakly, color already draining from her face. 

“Don’t talk, move your hand.” she hesitated, but she moved her trembling hand from the wound. 

Shit, I need to stop the bleeding. I could use the Reversed Curse– no, too risky. I haven’t practiced enough. 

He moved her jacket and shirt up, exposing her bright red stomach. Taking a deep breath in, he begins stuffing her wound. 

Y/n screams out in pain as Satoru stuffs the hole, packing it as tightly as he can and he does the same to her back. Despite the pain she was in, she forced her body to be still for him. 

“Almost done,” he promised to her, she only nodded through gritted teeth. Her skin was clammy and cool to the touch. 

She’s going into shock.

Hastily he secures the packed wound with the remainder of his t-shirt and then wraps her in his jacket. He watched her face for a minute, her breathing is ragged and her eyes are tightly shut as if she was trying to block out the world. 

“I’m going to move us now, can you hold onto me?” she nodded weakly as she reached up wrapping her arms around his neck. 

Her blood smeared all over Satoru’s bare chest and stomach as he stood. He pulled her higher to have her head rest in the crook of his neck to try and return some warmth to her skin. 

I can’t take her to a hospital right now… There will be too much of a commotion if I do that. Better if I take her to a hotel for the evening and call someone in secretly to treat her. 

With one last look down at her he prayed for the first time in years that she survived the night. 

—

“I’m happy you have half a brain Gojo.” Shoko chided as she finished healing Y/n’s wound. 

They both had been dressed in fresh clothes thanks to Shoko. 

“If you didn’t act when you did, she would have died because you’re trash,” she added, pulling out a cigarette and making her way to the balcony. He followed behind wordlessly, lost too much in his thoughts to truly take in her words. 

Shoko was always with Suguru and Satoru, and she is skilled with her Reversed Curse Technique. Thankfully she answered when he called, if she didn’t he might’ve had to do it himself…

“Thank you for coming,” he said in reply, and she eyed him while she lit her cigarette, taking a long drag of smoke. 

“Where’s Suguru?” she asked instead of responding to his thanks. 

“Another mission. They stuck the two of us together. It was supposed to be just one curse. But…” his words died. 

It’s my fault. I got distracted. I let her get hurt.

Shoko sighed, reading his mood, and took another pull of her cigarette.

“She’s alive, that’s all that matters.” she flicked the ash over the edge of the balcony.

“I won’t tell the higher-ups, I’ll keep this a secret. But learn from this and be more careful in the future. Not everyone can protect themselves as you can.” she took another long pull, blew out the smoke, and put out the bud. 

“I am leaving, call me if anything changes.”

He watched as Shoko left and then positioned himself on the chair in front of the bed that housed y/n. 

The pain was gone from her features but she was still far too pale. The blood that colored her cheeks was gone. The tips of her fingers felt impossibly cold. He had to keep watching the rise and fall of her chest to remind himself she was still alive. 

Hours passed like that, guilt wracking his mind as he watched her sleep, then she woke up. 

“Gojo?” she called weakly, hand immediately going to her once wounded abdomen.

Her face twisted in confusion as she continuously touched the skin there, feeling for the hole. 

“Shoko healed you.” 

His voice was soft and raw, he had no masks to put on today. He couldn’t, not after what she did for him. 

She nodded once, wincing as she positioned herself on her side so she was facing him. 

“Why do you look like that?” she asked while running a hand through her messy hair. 

“Like what?” he knit his eyebrows together. 

Why is she already picking a fight?

“Like a wounded puppy.” with a huff, she flicked his forehead. Of course, he had let her, but it still left him surprised. 

“See, that’s better. That face suits you way more.” she smiled softly with cracked lips.

“What face?” some life returned to his voice. 

“The face of a surprised idiot.” nodding as if proud of herself, she burrowed further into the blanket. 

“Why’d you do it…?” 

“Hm?” 

“Why’d you jump in front of me, y/n? You know about my skills and yet you…” he shook his head, unable to finish the sentence. 

She seemed to ponder the question for a moment, eyes on the ceiling.

Clearing her throat she spoke. 

“You may not have noticed it, but you let your technique drop. I felt the difference in the energy. As soon as I noticed the spirit's attack there was no way I could counter-attack in time to save you. So if you look at the scales, and ask what life holds more value, it’s yours. So I choose you.” she said it so matter-of-factly, the blatant disregard for her own life, saying it held less value than his own. 

“What?”

He couldn’t wrap his head around it. From a young age, people have tried to kill him. He was positive even the old higher-ups wanted him dead but didn’t want to face the consequences of killing the head of the Gojo Clan. Yet here this girl, who he barely knows, is saying that his life is more important to her than her own. 

She smiled as if reading his thoughts. 

“Although I hate to admit it, you have the power to change this world. I do not. If I could save the world's savior, then maybe my tarnished soul could be spared.” her voice was sweet like honey, but her words struck him deeply. 

 “Tarnished soul?” he repeated her words like an echo. 

She smiled again, though this time sadness traced her features, settling into her eyes. 

“You saved my life, so I suppose I could share some of my demons.” she ran her hands along the blanket. 

“I discovered my curse technique when I was young. Being able to sense cursed energy and summon Shikigami came very easily to me…”

 She considered something for a moment, then continued. 

 “You see, my home life wasn’t what you would call a ‘Happy Family’. So I was glad to have a distraction.” she paused, again running her hands along the blanket as if she was soothing herself. 

“One day I came home early from school with my report card. I had gotten straight A’s so I wanted to show my parents. I entered our small home only to find my father stabbing my mother… Out of fear and rage, I attacked and killed him. It was also then that I discovered I possessed the Reversed Curse Technique. I tried for hours to heal my dead mother to no avail. Her wounds closed, but her heart didn’t beat. The police found the scene two days later, with me hugging my mother's body…” By the time she finished, her words were barely a whisper. 

Silence fell in the room, only the sound of their breaths filled the space. For some time, neither of them spoke. 

“I have never told anyone that.” she professed, voice shaky and unsure. 

Not knowing what to say, he reached for her hand. She accepted his touch, and he enclosed her fingers with his, her hand feeling impossibly small.

“Your soul isn’t tarnished.” 

She met his eyes, hand trembling in his. Something about her expression was so raw, so vulnerable that he felt that he needed to wrap his arms around her and protect her from the world that had taken so much.

“I killed my blood,” she shakily whispered, tears pricking her eyes. He soothed her by rubbing soft circles into her palm. 

“So have I…” 

—

“I can’t promise you anything, y/n,” he answered honestly, recalling the pain she shared with him. Knowing full well how much of him she held in her heart, and how much of her he held in his…

She ran her hands down her face, nails lightly digging into her skin. 

He read the reports of her movements when Mei had found her. She did networking remotely for a hospital but still went out of her way to hunt down cursed spirits. Going after nests or high-grade curses, to help alleviate the risks for students training at Jujutsu High.

When he got the reports months ago, he almost dropped everything to see her then. But everything got so busy with Yuta. 

Now that he’s here, all the things he wanted to say died in his throat. The sight of her shaking and crying, the tears he only ever got to see, made his knees weak and his resolve crumble. 

Women were always interested in him, some he entertained, but none he cared for. Not in the way he cared for Y/n… No one compared. 

“You’re those kids' best hope if I get taken out of the fight,” he said honestly.

He thought of his new dream, and re-strengthened his mind, trying not to let his resurfaced feelings sway him. 

Her eyes met his, and his breath caught in his throat. 

Time had been kind, and her beauty only grew. Eyes mature and loving, face kind and warm. So different from how she looked as a sorcerer. 

She took him in for a moment, for the first time since she arrived she truly looked at him, she saw him. 

He felt naked under her gaze, he had never been self-conscious, but with her, he felt nervous. Fearful he wasn’t enough, that he wouldn’t ever be enough. 

“You’re playing dirty, Satoru Gojo, by bringing the next generation into this.” he watched as she sighed, shoulders curving inwards as she leaned back against her chair. Her blood-stained clothes clung to her skin. 

“Then you’re agreeing?” she nodded, stress already lining her face. 

Before he could talk, she spoke. 

“Now if this concludes your business, leave.” the edge from earlier returned to her voice. It threw him for a loop. 

“You don’t want to talk?” his voice, though sounding normal to anyone else, sounded pathetic to his ears.

She eyed him again, eyelashes wet from her tears.

Beautiful.

“Satoru… What do you want from me?”

—

Your heart was in your throat. 

You agreed to sign yourself back up for pain because Satoru was right. If he was taken out of the fight, those kids will need someone to help them, your personal feelings aside. 

But how could it not be personal? When the man you loved, who you still love, sat across from you with an open unguarded expression. Practically begging you to continue talking to him.

You spent years trying to forget him. The memories you both shared, the internal wounds you healed together. You tried finding your peace in others, but it was futile. The sight of his smiling face still shined brightly behind your eyes. The stories of his achievements chased your ears. 

You sighed, running your hands through your hair whilst awaiting his answer. 

“Do you still feel the same about me, y/n?” 

Bastard. Answering my question with a question.

“Does it matter? You never saw me in that light, to begin with,” you answered him bitterly, some of your anger returning to the surface. 

Genuine shock filled his beautiful eyes. 

“I. Why do you think that?” he cocked his head to the side as if studying you. 

“It was obvious, Satoru. In many people's eyes, you are a God. Women practically threw themselves at you, and you greedily took in all their advances. I watched it happen time and time again. If you harbored feelings for me, you wouldn’t have acted that way.”

The truth hung between you. You ran your hands along your thighs to calm yourself, not wanting to cry for a second time this evening. 

You made to stand, but Satoru caught your wrist, halting you in place.

“I took you for granted,” he admitted eyes on the floor. 

The warmth of his hand spread to your flesh. Your skin sang at the feeling, your pores drank him in, missing him as much as your heart did. 

You stayed silent. The air between you two was impossibly heavy as your heart pounding against your chest, like a bird trying to escape its cage. 

“I won’t apologize with my words…” he stood, now towering over you, even with the coffee table separating your bodies. 

Those beautiful, intense eyes pinned you in place. You now truly looked at him for the second time this evening.

He grew into his features more, now even more beautiful than he was when you were a teen. He was unreal, like that of a painting. All silver as if he was pure moonlight with eyes like the clearest sapphires. You resisted the urge to take his face in your hands, to greedily bask in his warmth – in his scent. 

Satoru walked around the table as he gently let go of your wrist. Instead, he place both his hands on your cheeks, cupping your face as his long fingers tangled themselves in your hair. Despite yourself, you leaned into his touch, closing your eyes. 

I’m still so weak to you.

“Will you let me make it up to you?” his soft voice whispered, thumbs rubbing your cheeks. 

You trembled at his touch. He was close enough that you could smell him, the smell of fresh summer rain and jasmine. Beautiful and alluring – it was home. He was home…

Satoru crouched down now, his face just mere inches from your own. Your breaths mixed as he stared at you so sincerely it made your chest hurt. 

You gently grabbed his wrists. 

“I can’t lose you…” the words came out of your throat in a croak. The thought of him being hurt or worse frightened you. It made your blood run cold and your stomach churn. 

“I am yours, y/n.” 

Not a promise that nothing will happen to him, but a promise of his heart, and that it belongs to you.

You nearly wept, the words you thought you would never hear now filled your ears. You almost thought this was some twisted dream, and that at any moment reality would slam into you the way it always has. 

“And I am yours, I have been since that day you saw me crying in that tree.” a confession of your heart fell from your lips. One that you held so close and suppressed like a child's dream thinking it will never come true.

He pressed his lips to yours. A soft sweet pressure that made your stomach flutter. You fit so perfectly together that it was dizzying. His lips moved smoothly and passionately against your own, tongue licking your bottom lip asking for permission which you granted. 

The taste of him caressed your tongue, the smell of him filled your senses, the press of his warm body against your own it all made your toes curl. Your tongues danced as your fingers found their way to his silken hair, tugging slightly, pulling him deeper into the kiss. 

You had been kissed before, but nothing compared to this. The way his tongue teased yours, the loving press of his soft lips, and the reassuring pressure of his hands against your face; made your knees weak. There was a painful desperation between you two. The unspoken fear that you’ll never see each other again. 

His hands slid from your face to your waist, pulling you closer to his body. You gasped at the contact, heat spreading from your face to your chest at the feeling of his firm muscles against your torso. 

You were so lost in the feeling of him you forgot you had to breathe, so he pulled away first– a string of saliva connecting your swollen lips as he rested his forehead against yours. 

You both breathed heavily, eyes hooded and dark with desire. 

He caressed your face as if he was trying to remember every curve, dip, and pore that resided there. 

“Y/n,” he whispered breathlessly, desperation coating his voice. 

“Satoru,” you answered, just as winded as him.

“Don’t run away again…” 

Your eyes widened. 

He pulled his face back, allowing himself a full view of your features as he lovingly massaged your scalp. 

“I understand why you left. But you didn’t even say goodbye.” 

Blue eyes searched yours as if trying to find answers to the questions he’s had for years. Your mind went blank as your blood still sang with praise from the press of his lips, already missing his warmth. 

You overlapped his large hands with your small ones, gently rubbing the sides of his palms. 

“I won’t run,” you promised. 

He didn’t move, his eyes still searched yours indefinitely. Almost as if he was holding his breath, waiting for you to change your mind. 

“I won’t run, I'll fight for you, and for our future.” those words removed the invisible chain that shackled your heart. For so long, you held everyone at arm's length, but where did it get you? You were tired of pushing away your feelings. 

A smile slowly spread across Satorus's face. It was a dazzlingly unpracticed smile, a real smile. One that was only for you. 

“Our future?” he repeated while humming as if thinking your words over. 

You bit your bottom lip in embarrassment as the blush on your cheeks deepened. You got carried away by the moment and perhaps spoke too honestly. 

“I think I like the sound of that,” he murmured then began planting feather-soft kisses on your cheek. 

 You bit back your giggle as he continued trailing kisses to your nose, forehead, jawline, then the corner of your mouth. 

“Satoru” you called softly, running your hands down the length of his strong arms, hands settling on his shoulders to steady yourself. 

“Hm?” he purred innocently into your skin, lips ghosting over the expanse of your neck. The heat from earlier returned to your bones at his touch. 

“I am exhausted,” you admitted. 

You had spent all day tracking the reported nest. You then used up a fair amount of your cursed energy for the attack. On top of that you just went through a whirlwind of emotions you still have yet to process. 

He pulls his face from your neck, eyes now filled with concern as he traces your body for any sign of injury. 

You half sigh half laugh as you take his face in your hands, shaking his head slightly. 

“I.Am.Fine.” you drag out each word from your lips, tilting his head at each word as if it would make it reach his brain. 

You watch as his eyes gloss over as if missing your point entirely. 

You sigh, gently stepping out of the warmth of his embrace and gesture to your still blood-soaked body. 

“I need a shower, hot tea, and decompression time. It’s been a long day with surprises.” you smooth your hands over your face as the weight of the day settles over you, the excitement of early slowly dissipating. 

A smirk pulled on the corner of Satoru’s full lips as a mischievous look filled his eyes. 

“It’s quite late, isn’t it?” he mused, playfulness in his tone as he rubbed his chin. 

“Yes, it is,” you confirmed slowly, not quite catching what he was planning. 

“Well, it would be troublesome for me to leave at this hour, due to the trains stopping for the night. I mean, you know how far Jujutsu High is.”

Your eye twitched. He wasn’t wrong, of course, but what he was implying–

“So I guess I have to stay the night!” he said cheerily, extending his arms over his head like a child spinning in a circle. 

I only have one bed… The loveseat is too small for his stupidly long figure. 

Heat rushes to your cheeks as you briskly brush past him. 

“I am sure you make enough money, go find a hotel,” you say hurriedly, making your way over to your bathroom.

You hear his light footsteps right behind you, entering your bathroom with you. 

“Awww, why are you being like that? After we just kissed too?” though he pursed his lips to a pout, his eyes were full of humor. 

He’s enjoying this too much.

“Are you saying because we kissed you have earned yourself the right to be in my bed?” you crossed your arms over your chest, making sure to push your full breasts up while jutting out a hip. You wore a breezy white button-up shirt and black pants. A plain outfit sure, but one that complimented your silhouette. 

If he was going to tease you, you were going to return the favor.

You watched as he swallowed his saliva, eyes taking in your figure as they danced with desire. He stood several inches taller than you, and it didn’t help that you were in the confined space of your restroom. With your back pressed against the wall, he peered down at you, eyes hungrily taking in the sight of you. 

He placed an arm above your head, pinning you in place. 

“If I said I won’t do anything unprovoked would you believe me?” he asked his voice deep and low which made your stomach flutter. A smirk was playing on his lips, one that would make most women swoon. 

You licked your lips, throat suddenly feeling dry.

“You always do what you want. You get what you want when you want it. So no, I do not believe you.” you continued to meet his heated stare, which seemed to please him. His fingers tilted your chin up further, making you crane your neck up to him. 

“Are you suggesting I want you, y/n?” he purred, already knowing your answer. 

You rubbed your legs together, trying to relieve some of that growing pressure between the apex of your thighs. A movement that didn’t go unnoticed by Satoru. 

“I’m sorry, am I supposed to assume otherwise when you follow me into a bathroom and pin me against a wall? Or do you do this with all your friends?” there was one thing you never lacked, and that was your quick temper. Thanks to that, sarcasm tended to lick your words at all times. 

His hand gripped your face, fingers lightly squeezing your cheeks. 

“But are we truly just friends, y/n?” he brought his face closer to yours, hot breath tickling your skin. 

“I recall,” he hummed as he took his free hand and trailed it down your clothed sternum. “You called yourself mine earlier.”

Your mind was cloudy, dizzy from the proximity of his face, the warmth of his hand gripping your cheeks, the smell of his skin, the soft caress of his voice; all of him was a drug, one that you could get high off of forever. 

“I did,” you confirmed swallowing your dry saliva, trying to keep your voice steady. 

Anticipation coursed through your veins as his finger continued to travel down your abdomen, hooking under the hem of your ruined shirt.

“Would you like me to show you how well I take care of things that are mine?” Satoru hummed, hot finger swirling around your belly button. 

His long eyelashes lowered, making his intense gaze turn sultry and possessive. You forget to breathe for a moment, the heat between your legs spreading like a fire to your stomach, responding to his soft touch. 

You bit your lip, your weak attempt at trying to resist him; crumbling with each mixed breath. 

“What do you say, y/n? Will you let me worship you?” he dragged his finger up your stomach, playfully pushing under the band of your bra, just below your breast. Your breath hitched as he pressed his lips to your ear, tongue licking your soft lobe. 

“Will you let me claim what's mine?” teeth grazed the soft shell of your ear and you gasped, head tilting back as the feeling went straight to your sex. 

“Y-Yes,” you whispered, giving up your control, dropping your last barrier. 

You felt him smile against your skin as he wrapped his hand around your waist.

“Good girl,” 

You had to bite back the moan that threatened to escape your throat as he roughly kissed you, the press of his lips hungry and desperate. Strong hands wrapped themselves around your soft thighs, hiking you up the wall so he could press his hips into yours, hard cock pressing against your need. 

Locking your legs around his waist you tangled your hands into his hair, fighting his tongue for dominance, clinging to the taste of him. He let a satisfied moan escape into your mouth as you dragged your teeth along his tongue, pulling it further into your mouth, sucking on the muscle.  

He grabbed your ass shaking it roughly, the action making your clothed clit rubbed against his throbbing cock. You moaned greedily into his mouth as he possessively bit your bottom lip, tongue swirling along the swollen flesh.

Pressing his body further into yours, he removed his hands from your rear and began undoing your blouse, lips never leaving your own. He teasingly brushed his fingers over your clothed peaked nipples as he tantalizingly exposed you to him. Expert fingers crawled up your spine to your bra, undoing its clasp.

Supporting your weight with one arm, he took one step backward so he could remove the clothes that kept your skin from him. 

He pulled back from the lull of your lips so he could admire you. Your breasts were heavy against your chest as your nipples ached, crying to be touched as the rest of your body did.  

Satoru let out a satisfied sigh, eyes taking in your breasts as well as the tattoos that decorated your ribs and sternum. 

“My fucking God you are perfect,” he praised, freely tracing his hand over the ink of your tattoos, lighting your skin ablaze. 

“Mm, Satoru,” you whined lightly, tightening your legs around his waist to try and give yourself some relief. 

He laughed darkly, his pupils swallowed his eyes entirely as pure desire resided in them. 

“Eager for my dick, are you?” he hummed, two fingers pushing past your lips. You obediently sucked them, hollowing out your cheeks as you coated his flesh with your saliva as if this was your answer to his question. 

You reveled in his pleased expression, he played with your tongue a bit while marveling at you. Ever-so-slowly, he removed his fingers from your mouth. He then scissored your thick, stringy saliva between his fingers, placed them in his mouth, and hummed in satisfaction. 

Your insides turned molten at the sight. His eyes never left yours, even when he dragged his fingers out of his mouth. It was as if he wanted to drink you in, commit your every reaction to memory. He had barely touched you, but you could feel your wetness soak through your jeans. Your walls throbbed, practically begging to be fucked by him. 

He read your expression easily, smirked, and then pressed his lips to yours instantly claiming dominance over your swollen lips. You were too lost in him to even noticed he had moved to your room, gently placing you down on your bed. 

Lips trailing white-hot fire down your neck, he hooked his sinful fingers under the waistband of your jeans. He made quick work of taking the fabric off your skin and he kissed, sucked, and nipped at your neck. You moaned, all earlier pride washing away while being steadily replaced with lust.

You spread your legs wide for him, your sex, still clothed, had completely soaked your panties. Cool air kissed your heated flesh and you hissed, earning yourself a chuckle from Satoru. He rubbed gentle circles into the plush of your thighs, making you squirm with impatience. 

He stepped back and you trailed him, sliding your fingers under his shirt, tugging it off his deliciously toned body.

“It’s maddening that you still have clothes on,” you admitted, bringing your knees under you, and planting kisses on his abdomen. He cursed at the touch, fingers entangling themselves in your hair as his gaze burned through you. 

“Mm, you look so pretty on your knees for me, y/n.” he encouraged you as he lightly dug his fingers into your scalp. 

You began taking off his pants as you trailed your tongue up his torso, his body shuddering against you as began sucking right above his hipbone. 

You ensured to leave his boxers on, as he left your panties on you. It was driving you insane having a barrier between you two, but it was also a fun game you knew he was playing; who will cave first?

Ensuring to keep eye contact, you ghost your hand over his clothed length as you dip your tongue under the waistband of his boxers, feeling the stubble of his regrowing pubic hairs against your tongue. His eyelashes flutter as the hand in your hair trembles, you could tell he was holding back. Seeing him this way made your core throb. 

“Are you trying to tease me?” he breathed heavily, chest rising and falling above you. It served as your encouragement. Purely drunk off the sight of him being so sensitive to your touch. 

For a response, hummed innocently as you didn’t stop your teasing. With your other hand, you slid it up his left leg ensuring it entered his boxers, skillfully avoiding his balls and shaft while you softly swirled your fingers dangerously near where he wanted your touch. 

His cock twitched, lightly hitting your hand and you smirked, biting into his hip, eliciting a moan from his throat. You moaned sweetly into his flesh, which drove him mad. 

His hands found your shoulders and pinned you down to the bed as his lips found your clavicle, tongue tracing the length of the bone. 

“Who knew,” he whispered breathlessly into your flesh, hands spreading your legs wide, as he began planting slopping kisses down your chest. 

“That the girl who would cry in trees would be so evil?” Satoru licked his way from your sternum to your navel, tongue swirling around the soft skin making you squirm. 

You hummed, fingers refinding his hair which prompted him to enclose your wrists with one hand, pinning them above your head. His mouth wrapped around your nipple, tongue expertly teasing the rosy bud making your toes curl. You mewled, back arching into his mouth as pleasure crawled down your spine. 

“Who knew that the strongest man in this world would be so weak to my touch?” you challenged back, voice breathy and low. You earned yourself a nip to your nipple, making you yelp as your walls clenched at the feeling. 

Satoru seemed to like your comment about him being strong because he happily worked your full breasts with his mouth, giving you a sensation of pleasure you never experienced before. Your soft moans filled the room, which only encouraged him more. Every lick, suck, and bite brought you closer to that edge. 

He noticed too, humming into your skin and then removing his mouth, making you let out a needy whine in protest. 

“Were you close, y/n?” he cooed, lips traveling south.

“Asking questions you already know the answers to?” you answered slyly, hands struggling against his iron grip. You wanted to replace the warmth your breasts had lost; wanting to chase the taste of pleasure he gave you.

“I always do, sweetheart.”

He smiled up at you, face between your legs, his breath tickling your needy sex. He inhaled deeply, making you blush even harder but you didn’t break eye contact, refusing to lose to him.

“Look at you, y/n. You're such a mess for me,” he clicked his tongue and dragged his finger up your wet, clothed pussy. Fire pooled in your gut at the lingering sensation of his finger. Your body trembled. You bit your lip, concealing the throaty moan that threatened you.  

Satoru got on his knees and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed, your dripping core mere inches from his face. Without hesitation, he licked his way up your clothed cunt in a zig-zag-like motion, stopping just before reaching your swollen clit. You moaned loudly at the sudden pressure as your stomach tightened at the pleasure. 

“Your panties are so soaked, and you wore white, too. Almost like you knew,” His voice vibrated against you, making you shiver. 

He planted another lick on you, again stopping right before he reached your bundle of nerves, avoiding where you wanted him most. 

“You taste so good baby.” he praised while continuing to slowly lick your pussy, your legs began to shake as your body screamed for more. He dug his strong hands into your hips, pinning you to the bed to keep you still for him. 

It felt so good, but also incomplete. With each swipe of his tongue, he moaned appreciatively, drinking in your scent, losing himself in the taste of your need, but never fully giving you what you want. 

“S-Satoru, mm, please.” you pleaded helplessly, submitting to him fully. 

“Be a good girl for me and tell me what I want to hear, y/n.” 

Another long lick without relief, you whimpered. 

“Beg for me,” he whispered darkly, tongue licking above your clit just for emphasis. 

“I-I am yours,” you panted, the ability to form coherent sentences increasingly becoming hard for you with each press of his tongue. 

“And?” he coaxed, fingers now joining his dance as he rubbed two of them against you. 

You recalled his words from earlier this evening. 

“I want you to worship me,” you moaned loudly at the slight brush of his finger against your clit. 

“What else, y/n? Tell me what you want.” his teeth are now wrapped around the lace of your panties, ready to pull them down at your words. 

You swallowed your pride, allowing yourself to be consumed whole by his eyes. 

“I want you to fuck me. With your mouth, with your fingers, with your cock. I want you to fuck me however you want, Satoru. I am yours, and you are mine.” as the words left your lips, he peeled your panties off your body. 

Cool air kissed your throbbing pussy making you quiver. 

“I am going to make you forget every man that came before me.” 

The pure promise of his words nearly drove you over the edge, but nothing could compare to what came next.

His tongue licked up your dripping cunt, making your juices drip down to your ass. He growled anomalistically into you as you coated his tongue. You tangled your fingers in his hair, the sweet press of his tongue against your clit making you buck your hips. 

“You’re so perfect,” he praised into your sex, sending sweet vibrations to the deepest parts of you.

His mouth wrapped around your clit, tongue swirling and sucking your bundle of nerves, sending delicious waves of pleasure through your firey veins. Breathing was impossible, you became a moaning mess for him. His name left your lips like a prayer, and he drank it up. Savoring every bit of your helpless moans, knowing they were all for him. 

Without warning, he slid two warm fingers into your slick walls, momentarily stretching you, then removing them entirely.

What?

You knitted your eyebrows because the only noise you could make was strangled pleasure-filled moans. 

But soon, those two fingers enter your ass, as his thumb entered your cunt making you moan uncontrollably. 

You were overstimulated, so much pleasure filled you. His free hand came to play with your breasts, pinching a rolling your nipples between his rough nimble fingers. The edge crept back up, the knot in your stomach tightening. 

“S-Satoru I’m–” you cried, your release rapidly approaching. 

Tears pricked your eyes. No man had ever made you feel this way, let alone make you cum. You were almost afraid of the release. 

“Not until I tell you to baby,” he warned, his tongue flicking your clit relentlessly as his fingers pumped both your holes, driving you closer and closer to the deep end. 

You clenched your walls hard, trying so desperately to hold back your orgasm, which only made Satoru pump and suck you faster. 

“I-I can’t–”

“Cum for me baby,” 

His words were your undoing. On his command, you came hard around his fingers, both of your holes shuddering as pleasurable waves crashed over your body. Stars blotted your vision. Your feet became unbearably hot as your hands held his hair for dear life as if it would save you from your overwhelming orgasm. 

“Good girl, cum for Daddy.” Satoru praised you, tongue tracing slow circles on you as his hand helped you ride the wave. 

You felt like you were floating. Your body was impossibly light as you came down from your high. You tried to remember how to breathe.

Inhale… Exhale… Inhale… Exhale.

Wet lips found yours, the taste of you lingering on his tongue as his body hovered over you. You moaned into his mouth, your body sensitive and mind hazy as the after-effects. 

Through his searing kiss, you began to reground yourself in reality. You hook your legs behind Satoru’s, then flip your bodies, pleased to find at some point he removed his boxers as your slickness coated him.

“Your turn,” you take his bottom lip between your teeth, dragging them slowly along the plump flesh. He gives you an appreciative smack to your ass, the feeling going straight to your groin. 

You trail your lips down his neck, licking and sucking at the supple skin, relishing in the gasp that escapes Satoru’s lips when you lick his ear. Grinding your slick pussy against him, he grunts, hands holding your hips tight enough to leave bruises. 

You smile as you feel him grit his teeth, soft pants leaving his lips. 

“Feel good Daddy?” you ask innocently, pulling your face back to look at his beautiful face. 

His cheeks were flushed with lips wet and parted, eyebrows knitted together, and eyes completely transfixed on your wet pussy grinding against him. 

“Mm, you feel good baby,” he says to you softly and watches as you lean back further, placing your hands on his sculpted chest, moving your hips with a deeper pressure.

“Tell me what you want,” you sigh, enjoying the warm feeling of his thick cock against you. His eyes find your face, taking in your satisfied features, smirking at the sight of you getting yourself off by just grinding on him. 

He takes your face in his hand and traces your lips with his finger. 

“I want you to wrap that pretty little mouth of yours around my cock.” 

The heat in his gaze alone nearly drives you over the edge, so you oblige him. Making a show of you getting on all fours for his lying down frame, wiggling your ass in the air for him, earning yourself another spank. 

You take his member in your hand, pumping him a few times, marveling at his length and girth. Satoru just watched you, sucking in air between his teeth at your touch.

Bigger than anyone I’ve ever had…

Meeting his eyes, you brought your lips to his tip. Sucking and swirling your tongue, humming when the salty yet sweet taste of his precum hits your lips. His expression darkened as you moved your mouth down his shaft, hollowing out your cheeks, allowing him to travel down your esophagus until your nose touched his stomach.

“S-Shit, y/n.” his hands fisted your hair as you happily shook your mouth around him, causing him to curse again. 

Slowly, you make your way back up, licking his underside as your hand cup and gently massage his balls. He’s beautiful, even with the sweat dripping down his brow and his face contours from pleasure. 

You begin to pick up your pace. Ensuring to suck harder towards the tip and make slurping and choking noises to stroke his ego. Your saliva thickened as your throat fucked him and as soon as you could comfortably take him he regained control. 

Satoru began thrusting his cock in your mouth at a relentless pace, you could see the satisfaction in his eyes as your tears formed and you struggled to breathe. 

“You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth. What a good little slut you are.” 

Your walls clenched at his word as you licked and sucked him as best you could with his pace, getting off on the fact that you were pleasing him. You moaned against him, which in turn made his cock twitch. 

“Fuck, just like that baby.” he hissed while throwing his head back into the sheets, the base of his cock twitching more and more in your mouth. 

Suddenly, he aggressively pulled your head back, completely taking your mouth off of him, saliva dripping from your wet lips. 

He laughs, running his thumbs along your cheeks. He pulls himself to a sitting position as you hungrily stare at his glistening angry red cock that stands proudly against his stomach. 

“You almost made me cum,” he mused breathlessly, peppering kisses along your cheek. 

“Well, that was my intent,” you smile and he groans, flipping your bodies so that you’re under him again. 

He aligns himself with your dripping entrance and smiles at you. He smacks his cock against your clit, sending shocks down your spine. 

“Tell me to stop if it hurts, okay?” you bit your lips and nodded, earning you another world-shatteringly beautiful smile. 

“So perfect,” he murmurs against your lips as he slowly pushes into you, swallowing your gasp.

You tremble as your walls adjust to his thickness, the feeling of him stretching you felt like heaven. Inch by inch he pushes into you, allowing you to adjust to him every step of the way. His tongue plays with yours as he swallows your satisfied moan at the feeling of fullness he gives you. 

“Fuck Satoru,” you breathe between the two of you. He nips at your bottom lip as he grabs your legs, allowing himself to bottom out in your pussy. 

“You’re so fucking tight, y/n,” He presses his forehead against yours as a shuddering breath passes his lips. You nod your head while digging your fingers into his shoulders, a signal to him to start moving. 

He pulls out of you, almost entirely, then rolls his hips back into yours. The feeling makes your stomach tighten, he reached so deep in you as your velvet walls hungrily sucked him back in causing you both to let out a moan. 

He picked up his pace, now biting his lower lip in concentration. You couldn’t help yourself as you reached up and caressed his face, marveling at this beautiful man. 

“Mine,” you whispered, almost to yourself. 

“Yours,” he answered, slamming his hips into you, angling himself to hit that spongey spot that connects right to your clit.

You couldn’t hide the obnoxious moan that left your throat as he hit that spot over and over again, making your eyes roll back. 

“Found it,” 

You both lost yourselves in the feeling of each other. Him in the warm wet bliss of your walls tightly hugging him, you in the friction and stretch of him. Your mouths were a hot mess of skin, teeth, and saliva. Your hands hungrily gripped one another. His hands find your ass, bringing your hips up to reach a new depth in you, which you returned by meeting his relentless thrusts. 

There was a sort of desperation in your movements together, as if you both feared this would be the last time you would be able to express yourselves. 

Your breaths became ragged as you felt the approach of your second release. You hopelessly raked your nails down Satoru’s spine. His thrusts became more erratic as you felt his cock twitch inside of you, which caused you to clench around him. He wrapped his hand around your throat, hard enough to leave a mark, light enough to allow you to breathe. 

“Fuck baby, I’m close.” he breathed into your ear, hot and heavy. The words brought you closer to the edge. 

“I want you to cum for me Daddy.” You said breathlessly, the words falling off your lips in a slur. He grunted, fingers digging into your plump ass. 

He sucked the juncture between your neck and shoulder. He reached between your bodies and rubbed expert circles into your clit, sending you over the edge for the second time that evening. 

Your release crashed over you hard as your walls clenched around Satoru, taking him over the cliff with you. His seed spilled in you, warm and deep which made you feel so full and satisfied. You moaned helplessly into his shoulder as he whispered your name in your ear as if it was the most precious thing in the world. 

—

Y/n’s body shuddered against him as they came down from their highs together. Satoru rubbed soothing circles against her sweaty back while peppering her hot cheeks with light kisses. 

He has had a lot of sex, but nothing ever felt like that to him, ever. His cock was already hard again, deep inside y/n's warm pussy, plugging her full of his seed. 

He had no intention of having children, but he needed to claim her, in every way he possibly could. He wasn’t satiated, not even close. 

“Y/n,” he pressed a kiss to her soft, swollen lips. Basking in the taste of their combined lust. 

“Hm?” she murmured dreamily, long eyelashes fluttering against her deeply flushed cheeks. 

“Turn around for me,” he ordered. She whimpered but obediently did as he said. 

Sluggishly, she unlatched their bodies and crawled forward on the bed, and got on all fours, shaking her ass in front of his face. He sighed at the sight, watching as their mixed juices streamed down her plump thighs. 

Getting on his knees himself, he positioned himself at her entrance, relishing in the way her body shuddered at the contact. Grabbing her long hair and wrapping it around his hand, he slammed his cock into her quivering pussy. 

She moaned loudly into the bed as he tilted his head back, getting drunk from the feeling of her tight velvet walls sucking him back in, taking all of him. Satoru didn’t hold back as he greedily fucked her, watching as her ass bruised with his hand prints bounced on his cock. 

She cried his name into the bed, hands gripping the sheets as her chest fell to the mattress forcing her back to arch at a harsher angle. He watched as drool pooled from her mouth with her face squished, moving back and forth with each hard thrust of his hips. 

“You’re doing so good baby girl,” he moaned meaning every word. 

She smiled, lifting her head slightly to meet his eyes, nearly driving him over the edge. He never came quickly before, which is why he was so shocked when he nearly busted from her mouth alone. She had bewitched him, in ways that no woman could even compare. From the feeling of her lips, moans that were soft and musical to his ears, down to the taste that dripped for him. No one came close. 

“Mm, you feel so fucking good.” her praise was like honey, making his cock twitch and he set an ungodly pace, hands digging into her hips so he could pull her into his deep thrusts. 

“Fuck fuck fuck,” she cursed, her legs shaking beneath him as her walls clenched around him. 

He smiled wolfishly, roughly grabbing her face and kissing her. She moaned into his kiss, unable to control the tears falling from her eyes. 

Tasting the salt on his tongue, Satoru pulled away and sweetly kissed her tears away. 

“Does it hurt baby?” he asked softly, fear suddenly coating his veins. 

“N-No, you’re just, ah, so, you feel–” her words were messy and slow, yet he couldn’t help but think she couldn’t look more beautiful to him. 

She let down each and every last barrier for him tonight, and he knew how scary that was for her. He wanted to appreciate her, in every way possible, starting with giving her the pleasure that he knew no one had given her. He could tell by her reactions, the surprise on her face at each orgasm that she never came through sex before. It filled him with pride and a sense of ownership. 

He slowed his pace, rubbing circles into her lower back to allow her to breathe. 

“What is it, love?” he coaxed, lovingly smoothing her hair out of her face. 

She gulped down air relaxing into his touch, and she sighed. 

“It’s a lot, I-I’ve never.” she closed her eyes, body shuddering against him. Again, he felt her walls clenching him deliciously, it took everything in him not to moan. 

“I know, baby. I know,” he assured her, peppering kisses along her spine. His hips moved in sync with hers, matching her pace while enjoying the full feeling of her.

“Do you want to stop?” he offered, but she shook her head with vigor even with her eyes showing signs of exhaustion. He couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped his lips, she was just as drunk off of him as he is of her. 

He was enjoying this almost too much. He could do this for hours, but he didn’t know if her body would hold up. 

“Good girl,” 

At his praise, her pussy responded, clenching hard around him. 

He smiled, taking his hand and pressing it to the base of her neck, gently forcing her face down into the bed. She screwed her eyes shut, teeth sinking into her lips to conceal her moan. 

With a deep breath in, he picked his pace back up, rolling and hammering his cock into her. Her legs began shaking so much to the point they gave out on her, her body laying flat on the bed as he continued to bring them closer to their high. 

“Fuck, you’re so deep,” she moaned, voice muffled by the sheets. 

He grunted, the compliment filling him with even more motivation. 

“You do such a good job at taking this dick, y/n.” 

She whimpered her orgasm close. He could tell by how tense her body was. Her walls were impossibly tight around him, clenching down hard on his cock as if it was trying to suck him in. 

“D-Daddy I'm close–” 

His eyes rolled back. Hearing her sweet voice say such dirty things for him drove him crazy. 

“I want you to cum all over my cock baby.” 

He pressed kisses to her shoulder, sucking on the skin as his release crept up on him, balls tightening to prepare for the burst. 

Her hands clawed helplessly at the sheets as he overstimulated her body. 

“That’s right, let go, y/n. Let me make you feel good.” 

She screamed his name as she came all around him, dragging his orgasm out of him. White-hot fire crashed over him as he stopped dead in her, shaking violently as he spilled his seed into her for the second time. 

“Fuck,” she heaved, chest rising and falling heavily. He could only nod against her clammy skin, lips pressing soft kisses to her shoulder. 

She reached her hands around their bodies and began rubbing his thighs, small hands trying to soothe him. 

Laughing lightly, he slowly detached himself from her. His cock missed her warmth immediately as he set out to her bathroom, bare feet padding on the cold hardwood floors. He found the towel he sought and returned to her side. 

She whimpered while he helped her into a sitting position. Slowly, he pressed light kisses to her face as he gently cleaned his seed off of her. It had spilled everywhere. Down her thighs, on her ass, on the sheets. Everything was sticky from their various fluids, and it made him feel good knowing he was the one that caused it. 

He looked to y/n. She leaned back on her hands, eyes closed, forehead slick with sweat, lips parted as she tried to breathe. Her nipples were still peaked as he took in the sight of the love marks he had left on her skin. It made him smile. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, pushing some of her hair that stuck to her face out of the way. 

“Hm, so are you.” she hummed happily, opening her eyes to meet his. 

His heart skipped a beat. 

The way she looked at him was indescribable. Even back then, she had been one of the few people who were completely honest with him. She didn’t care how powerful he was. She ignored it and accepted him. He showed her the darkest parts of himself, and she still supported him with a smile. This woman, who he failed to realize his feelings for till it was too late, looked at him with nothing but love.

He pulled her into his lap, taking her lovely face into his hands. 

“I can’t promise you it’ll be easy with me,” her eyes widened. 

“There may be a time where I get hurt, or I sacrifice myself for my students, or I make a stupid decision.” 

“You always make stupid decisions,” she chided with a snort, coaxing a smile out of him. 

“But, my heart is yours, y/n. For however long we are here on this earth, I promise to love you, and only you.” the truth of his words clanged between them as his heart pounded against his chest. It was the first profession of love he ever made and meant – it terrified him. Being this vulnerable, knowing now he truly had a weakness. 

She smiled, softly taking his hands in hers. 

“I love you, Satoru Gojo. I will love you through the pain and blood that awaits us. I will love your stupidity. I will accept your demons, fears, and dreams all the same. I will support you. I am yours.” 

His lips found her soft ones, trying to conceal the tears that fell from his eyes. Despite that, her hands found his cheeks, lovingly wiping away his tears. 

He couldn’t stop the flow. He felt so much at once; relief, pain, sadness, longing, happiness, fear, love. It overwhelmed him. He had missed her for so long. The way he would push her buttons so she could spit fire at him. How he was the only one who saw her soft laugh. He missed the way she would hold his body with her small one, promising him he wasn’t a monster as her scent enveloped his senses. He chased the smell of her for years, due to it being the only thing that made him feel at ease. 

He realized then. 

She was home. She is his home.  

—

One year later

“Y/nnnnnnnn~!” Utahime called out to you, arms spread wide and she ran towards your approaching figure. 

You smiled softly, opening your arms to accept her embrace. The woman crashed into your arms, chest pressing hard against yours as she sobbed into your neck. 

“I thought you died! To think that bastard Gojo found you before I did!” she cried and you laughed, rubbing circles into your friend's back. 

“Oi! What do you mean by ‘bastard Gojo’? And get off my woman!” his tone made you chuckle. 

You two haven’t changed much.

“Utahime, let y/n breathe.” 

You look in the direction of the voice and saw Mei Mei. 

Your heart stopped. She looked even more beautiful than she did when you were young. 

Utahime begrudgingly lets go of your frame. Though she pulled her cool indifferent mask back on, you could make out her slight pout. 

Mei Mei grabbed your shoulder, her red lips pulling into a wicked smile. 

“Have you been well? Has this trash been treating you well?” 

“Hey, I’m right here!” 

“Yes, I have been well, how about you?” you smile innocently as you, Mei Mei and Utahime start walking – ignoring Satoru entirely. 

The grounds of Jujutsu High were just as beautiful as you remembered. You chatted idly with your friends, sharing stories of the past ten years. Utahime couldn’t hide her tears at some parts, where Mei Mei reassuringly rubbed your shoulder. Satoru lazily trailed behind, a secret smile on his lips as he watched you smile with your friends. 

As you entered the main building you sighed, memories flooding your mind of your time here. 

“Time sure does fly,” you muse, spinning in a small circle to take in your surroundings. 

“It does,” they all said in unison, making you chuckle. 

“Do they know?” you asked no one in particular, knowing everyone knew what you were asking. 

“Gojo is still hiding your existence from the higher-ups, which is why we’re confused as to why he brought you here. Is it for Itadori Yuuji?” Mei Mei asked carefully, eyeing Satoru side-long. 

You nodded once. He proposed that you meet Itadori Yuuji, Megumi Fushiguro, and Nobara Kugisaki so they could learn your face and trust you in the future. 

As you approached the classroom an annoyed female voice rang through the hall. 

“Oi! Idiot A and B are you listening?!”

“Yes yes yes, we’re listening”

“I want a steak”

“No you idiot I said we’re eating sushi! Sushi! Listen and repeat after me. Su-shi. Tell that happy-go-lucky teacher of ours that we want sushi!”  

You had to stifle your laughter as Satoru opened the doors to the classroom, arms spread wide with a nonchalant smile plastered on his face. 

“No need to fear your good-looking teacher is here!” 

“Huuuh?” the students said in unison, their heads cocked to the side as they stared at the teacher with dumbfounded expressions. 

Mei Mei and Utahime positioned themselves outside the classroom, ensuring to keep an eye out for anyone who might come down the hall and see you. 

You quietly step into the classroom, an awkward smile on your face as you softly wave to his precious students. 

“Hello, I am y/n l/n. It is nice to meet you.” you bow deeply to show respect to the younger generation, but you hear Satoru’s sneaky chuckle. 

“Gojo-sama is this the girlfriend you’re so obsessed with?” a cool-toned voice called out from the black-haired student. 

Toji’s son, huh?

“No way, this is your girlfriend?!” the pink-haired boy called out, voice full of energy and brightness. 

Sukunas vessel.

“Of course, it’s his girlfriend, look at the way he’s standing so close to her.” the young female chided, looking at you with bright sparkling eyes. 

You couldn’t hide your laughter. You used your hand to cover your mouth as the sight of them reminded you so much of Satoru, Suguru, and Shoko. 

“I wanted to introduce you to her, so in the future, if you have to work with her know that she can be trusted. Back in the day, her strength was second only to mine.” Satoru bragged about you shamelessly to his students, making you blush. 

Yuuji blushed while looking at you whereas Megumi simply turned his gaze away. Nobara still looked at you with awe. 

“Why aren’t you a sorcerer anymore?” Yuuji asked, and you smirked bringing your index finger to your lips. 

“It’s a secret.” you threw the students a wink, and Megumi let out a sigh. 

“You’re just as bad as him.” Megumi stuck his chin out towards Satoru, which made you smile inwardly. 

It’s still strange to think Satoru raised this kid, even if it is to spite the Zen’in clan. 

“Don’t be rude!” Nobara slapped his knee, causing Megumi’s eye to twitch. 

“Stop fighting, you’re making me look bad.” Satoru scolded, but none of them listened. 

“Huh? Who cares about that?” Megumi challenged, easily pushing Satoru’s buttons. 

“Eh? What did you just say you brat?” Satoru wasted no time, locking Megumis head in his arm, aggressively messing his spiky hair up. 

You stood, trying to stifle your laughter at the lively sight. Nobara cheered Satoru on while Yuuji remained shocked at his teacher's actions. You could hear Mei Mei sigh and Utahime covered her eyes in disappointment.

You didn’t know how long this would last, but it made your heart feel so full. It healed the very last wound that plagued your soul. Finally, you were whole again. 

You became remade in the brightness of their light. 

[fukanouna]

Vandalize My Heart (KuinAnn)

Summary: Kuina is drawn to Ann, and she doesn't understand why. Set some time before Season 1 of Alice in Borderland.

Pairing: Kuina Hikari x Rizuna Ann

Rating: T

Word Count: 4303

A/N: For @dirtyvulture :) Will be posted on AO3 but under my other name, wooperskai. Fic title taken from the song of the same name by One OK Rock.

*contains hints to Alice in Borderland spoilers (IYKYK)

---

A person's eyes spoke more than words.

That was something Kuina learned growing up.

Those scorching afternoons in her father's dojo were moments she would rather forget, but Kuina couldn't deny that what she learned under her father has helped her survive these unforgiving games so far. It helped her determine whether or not she would ally herself with other players, be wary of them even during said alliance, or avoid a player altogether.

Kuina eventually teamed up with Chishiya, a silver-blonde haired guy she came across during a Diamonds game. The moment she looked into his eyes that were paired with a crooked, knowing smile, Kuina could tell he was different from the other players she encountered so far. Chishiya somehow maintained a calm demeanor despite all the gruesome deaths happening around them, calmly and quietly observing his surroundings in order to gather the necessary information to survive whatever games they came across. Kuina admitted to herself that she wouldn't have survived some of these games without him.

Kuina was the brawn and Chishiya was the brains.

It worked out well, really.

Although she still didn't like the way he'd look at her. It wasn't in a perverted, creepy way like how some other guys would look at her, but rather in a way it was as if he was looking into her soul, able to see her traumatic past, during a time in her life she was perceived as weak. Kuina didn't know if that was any better, but she was thankful he never pressed her for more backstory than necessary. She never asked him for his past either, trying to be courteous back.

Typically, Kuina never questioned Chishiya's outlandish ideas, but she wasn't fond of the idea to follow a group of guys who all had firearms on them.

"Did you notice how all of them had rental locker keys around their wrists?" Chishiya pointed out nonchalantly. "All the more obvious they're working together."

"And that makes you want to follow them?" Kuina shot back in disbelief. "You saw how they were during the game. We were lucky we were on the same team as them."

Chishiya slowly shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket, his eyes glinting in the darkness.

"I want to know what this Beach is."

---

Well.

Chishiya got his wish.

Here they were, tied to chairs after getting caught scouting the Beach with a bunch of people in bathing suits surrounding them, watching them with hardened expressions. The only woman in the room, who had a hime-cut hairstyle and had her midriff exposed, was also the only one gazing at her and Chishiya with an amused smile, and honestly, it made Kuina more uncomfortable. The man in glasses that stood beside the woman was the opposite, not smiling whatsoever, but he looked the most calm out of everyone in the room, unnerving in a different way.

Of course, Chishiya was calm and collected as usual, showing no emotions while his eyes survey their captors. Kuina forced herself to swallow the rising bile in her throat down and do the same. There were no obvious weapons in the extravagant room, a good sign, so at least they weren't in any obvious danger (yet). She noticed that they all had those locker keys around their wrists, much like the band of armed men they tracked after, and confirmed they were all allied in some way.

A shirtless man with sunglasses that sported a gaudy robe and beach shorts burst into the room from a door opposite from where she and Chishiya sat. Kuina noticed how the air immediately shifted with his presence and guessed he was the head honcho of this place. Another followed right behind him, a woman also sporting sunglasses, with dark blue shorts that exposed her longer slender legs and had her arms crossed over her semi-see-through white blouse. Kuina couldn't properly read either of them due to their eyes being hidden behind their sunglasses, but Kuina felt that the cross-armed woman was watching her. The thought made her skin hot.

Her train of thought was cut off when the robed man stepped forward towards her and Chishiya with arms wide open and an almost maniacal smile.

"Welcome to the Beach. I am Hatter."

---

There were three rules when living at the Beach.

You must always have on a bathing suit.

You are free to live your life exactly as you wish.

Death to all traitors who refused to hand over their cards or abandon The Beach.

Very straightforward rules.

Kuina thought the first rule was incredibly ridiculous until Hatter pointed out the real reason: you can't hide weapons if you're wearing a swimsuit. While Hatter's outward appearance and behavior was annoyingly haughty and pompous, Kuina could tell he was not to be underestimated.

With Ann and Mira at her sides, Kuina was escorted into a large round closet that displayed an incredible selection of women's swimsuits. She recognized some of the brands, some of the bikini pieces worth more than three months-worth of rent in Ginza combined.

"Feel free to choose as many as you like. The Beach is now your new home, and you should feel comfortable where you live, free to wear what you like without facing any judgment," Mira explained in her grandiose way of speaking, arms spread out to Kuina. She originally thought Mira was being condescending, intentionally talking in such a way that felt like she was talking down on Kuina because she was a highly-positioned Executive member, but Kuina realized Mira was just weird.

"Sure. Whatever you say," Kuina drawled and rolled her eyes, not moving from her spot in the center of the room, though she was scanning the selection with her eyes. She mentally noted Ann had said nothing since they separated from the guys, and though she wore deeply shaded sunglasses, Kuina felt the short-haired woman was silently watching and analyzing her.

A firm series of knocks sounded from the mahogany wooden doors at the end of the closet.

"Mira." The voice belonged to the man with shaggy hair and glasses. Kuzuryu or something. "Hatter has summoned us to his room."

An exaggerated sigh left Mira's lips, which pursed into a pout as she looked up at Kuina. "How unfortunate. I was looking forward to seeing your choice of swim pieces. I suppose you will have to show me later." Mira smiled almost eerily at Kuina and walked passed her, only to stop by Ann. "Don't break our new guest while I'm gone, Rizuna-san~"

Kuina didn't know what Mira meant by that but she felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as the doors closed behind Mira, leaving her alone with Ann. Immediately, the atmosphere felt tense and suffocating. Ann's default pose must be having her arms crossed at all times because Kuina swore the woman never had her arms at her side. The sunglasses in the brightly lit closet wasn't helping either, but she couldn't take the awkward silence any longer.

"So…" Kuina began slowly with a forced grin as she stepped closer into Ann's personal space. "You guys have a crazy selection of bathing suits. Guess I shouldn't be surprised. This cult you're a part of must have taken them from the countless abandoned shops around Tokyo.”

Ann turned her head towards Kuina, although only slightly. "Shibuya alone was enough to accommodate the residents of The Beach on top of what was already here at the resort, but there are still lots of locations available." She adjusted her sunglasses, pushing it up against the bridge of her nose. "Hatter had ties to Kabukicho and knew all the bars that held abundant amounts of hard liquor."

"I didn't ask that last part, but okay…" Kuina mumbled to herself while sifting through the selection of bikinis. Now that she knew the sunglasses lady had a voice, she felt compelled to continue the conversation. "So where's your swimsuit? You look like your dressed more for wine tasting on a summer day than to lounge around at a resort," she commented while motioning to Ann's sleeveless off-white blouse where the ends were tied in a knot to tease her midriff and her dark navy high-waisted shorts.

For a moment, Ann did not move from her spot. Then, the woman strode over to Kuina until she stood right in front of her. They were similar in height, Ann being slightly taller than her due to the wedges she was wearing. Kuina's eyes landed on Ann's hands that moved to the buttons of her blouse, slowly undoing them one by one. It shouldn't have made Kuina feel embarrassed but with their close proximity and the ghost of a smirk on Ann's lips, she couldn't help but feel her cheeks grow hotter. After the third button, Ann opened her blouse apart just enough for Kuina to see her bikini top: striped with light blue and white as the colors. Kuina hated that she couldn't stop staring and couldn't stop her heart from hammering against her ribcage, her throat dry.

"Hatter never said that the swimsuits needed to always be visible," Ann noted casually. "I'm still playing by the rules."

Kuina nodded dumbly as Ann buttoned back up her blouse. "As flattered as I am that you're admiring my chest, you're taking too long to select your swimsuits."

If Kuina's cheeks weren't hot before, they were definitely hot now. "Shut up…" she mumbled and turned her back to Ann, her attention returning to the swimsuits. "Is there really a need to rush me?"

"Yes. The sooner you make your choice the sooner you will be able to rest for tonight," Ann said, her arms returning to their crossed position.

Kuina turned back around to shoot the other woman a puzzled look. "Tonight? What's happening tonight?"

Another smirk.

Ann slowly took off her sunglasses.

For the first time, Kuina gazed into Rizuna Ann's eyes; they were steadfast and yet there was a trace of mischievousness in those dark eyes.

"Hatter has requested that you and Chishiya are to be evaluated in tonight's games," Ann explained. "He believes that you two have the potential to be executive members of The Beach."

Kuina couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What? But we just got here. It hasn't even been a day."

"Exactly. Hatter does not offer the executive position so easily, so consider yourself fortunate. Kuzuryu will decide Chishiya's worthiness. And I…"

Ann put back on her sunglasses with crooked smile.

"… will be the one who will be evaluating you, Kuina."

---

During the day, The Beach was paradise.

When the sun set, that's when the cruelty of this world reared it's ugly head once again and Kuina had no choice but to face it.

Aguni, leader the militant faction and Hatter's righthand man, was in charge of organizing the groups who would be sent out for the night to participate in games in search of all the suit cards. Kuina was wary of Aguni and the rest of the militants, and she had a gut feeling that Aguni and Hatter had a very complicated relationship. It was obvious most residents of The Beach sided with Hatter and his ideology and had blind faith in his plan to escape this world, but the more violent residents were militants and were on Aguni's side. It wasn't reassuring either when only members of the militant faction were allowed to use firearms.

Chishiya came up to her, as calm as ever, with his hands in the pockets of his zipped hoodie, now sporting swim trunks and flip flops. "I'm sure you've heard we'll be evaluated in tonight's games. I'm being paired with Kuzuryu-san. Truly someone who is the life at every party."

Kuina couldn't stop a chuckle from leaving her lips at Chishiya's dry humor. "I'm stuck with Ann."

"Ann?" Chishiya repeated, giving Kuina a curious look. "Interesting."

"What? Don't make comments if you're not going to explain," Kuina snapped defensively.

"Nothing," he chuckled. "It's just that you're not calling her Rizuna-san or Ann-san."

Kuina scoffed to mask her embarrassment. "I don't need to be polite in this world."

Chishiya flashed a lopsided grin. "That you don't. Have fun playing with Ann, and make sure you don't die so I can see you later."

Even though he already had his back turned to her, Kuina flipped him off anyway, scowling at his teasing, and reluctantly made her way to the other side of the resort's parking lot where her group waited for her.

Where Rizuna Ann was waiting for her.

Kuina cursed her heart under her breath for racing faster at the mere sight of Ann.

---

The game was a 3 of Diamonds, a suit that was not Kuina's specialty. That didn't mean Kuina didn't try.

The game required the players to escape a total of 3 rooms, each room having a small handful of puzzles to solve before being able to move onto the next room. However, each room needed to be completed within a time limit. If a person failed to leave the room before the time limit expired, they would be trapped inside while poisonous gas filled the room.

Not everyone in her group survived the game. Kuina survived, and while she hated to admit it, it was thanks to Rizuna Ann that the riddles were solved. The woman was intelligent, there was no question about that, and while Ann looked like those wealthy single women who owned property in Okinawa, she was far from delicate.

Cold, calculating, and deadly.

That's how Kuina would have described Ann during the game.

After the both of them dashed out of the building where the Game was held along with a few others from The Beach, Kuina leaned against the nearest wall and slid down onto the floor, catching her breath. Ann was also breathing heavily, but it was obvious she was trying to conceal her fatigue. It was the first time Ann looked so human.

"Anta wa…" Kuina breathed out harshly. "You knew all the answers from the beginning. If you knew the answers, why didn't you say so sooner? We could have saved everyone in our group. People died… because you." Without her sunglasses on, Kuina could see the lack of empathy in the other women's eyes.

"You should know by now the cruel reality of this world," Ann countered, eyes drilling into Kuina's. For a split second, Kuina thought she saw sorrow in those eyes, a but Ann soon turned her back to her. "I can try all I want, but I can't save everyone, nor am I going to prioritize trying to save someone I don't even know that would jeopardize my own life."

Kuina bit down on her lip, unable to say anything back because truthfully, she felt the same way. For a moment, she wondered if she was selfish to think that way, putting herself first than to save another person's life. The thought made Kuina feel disgusting.

"They still didn't deserve to die…" Kuina eventually whispered, feeling defeated.

Ann eyed her quietly and let out a slowly, audible sigh. "You're too kind, Kuina. That is why I cannot pass you."

Kuina looked up at the bob-haired woman. "What?"

"You're too kind," Ann repeated softly. "That is why I have decided that you are unfit to become a Beach Executive member."

---

About two weeks passed since Kuina failed her test, although it felt a lot longer than that.

If it wasn't for the fact she needed to keep track of the days left on her visa, Kuina would have lost track of how much time had passed since she first entered this twisted world a long time ago. There were times that she still volunteered to participant in the nightly games despite having an ample amount of days left in her visa if she saw Ann participating, in hopes of redeeming herself and that Ann would change her mind. But Ann never did and continued to fail Kuina.

(There was another reason why Kuina always wanted to join the games if Ann was there, but she never admitted it out loud.)

Unsurprisingly, Chishiya survived and passed his test, becoming an Executive member of The Beach. Kuina was worried that meant she would be left behind and all alone but to her surprise, Chishiya stuck by her and shared whatever information he learned during committee meetings. When she asked if he was allowed to divulge such confidential information, Chishiya simply shrugged nonchalantly.

"I'm not breaking any of the three rules of The Beach, right?" was all he said.

One thing Chishiya learned during the meetings that the obvious tension between Aguni and his militant faction and Hatter and the other Executive members was growing. It was only a matter of time before an uprising happened. Chishiya convinced her that they will need allies when the time came, before The Beach would crumble from the inevitable conflict.

But it was harder to find worthy allies than either initially thought. Many of the residents were too blinded by this false utopia Hatter created or they were fiercely and dangerously loyal to Aguni.

"Everyone here is stupid… Too drunk or too addicted to smoking, drugs, or sex," Kuina muttered under breath one day while Chishiya was in a meeting and surveying people by the pool. In the corner of her eye, a familiar, poised figure caught her attention and found her eyes landing Ann walking towards the Tiki Bar. It was the first time she ever spotted the pale woman by the crowded, suffocating pool area.

Like a moth drawn to a flame, Kuina stood up and headed towards Ann.

"You're not in the meeting," Kuina observed, sidling next to the other woman. She felt Ann raising a brow at her behind the sunglasses. "Also not indoors for once."

"You must be watching me closely if you know this," Ann remarked as the bartender slid her martini across the countertop to her.

Kuina felt those damn butterflies in her stomach fluttering but she swallowed them back down. "Chishiya told me he was attending an Executive meeting earlier," she answered back as evenly as she could.

"I didn't need to attend. I'm not needed in every meeting." Ann took a sip of her drink. "And the other part?"

Kuina stiffened. Her mind wracked for a sensible answer that would appease the woman's curiosity that was becoming dangerously close to the truth even Kuina was trying hard to run away from. She could still feel Ann's gaze firmly on her, as if she was searching for the answer to her own question herself by analyzing Kuina's body language.

It would have been easy to fabricate a lie and wing with it. Kuina had done it plenty of times. But then again, the people she lied to were not Rizuna Ann. None of those people could even compare to the intellect and analytical skills Ann possessed. There was no doubt that Ann would be able to easily see through her lies because of said skills and because, frankly, Kuina didn't have the best poker face either.

Kuina bit down on her bottom lip, turning her gaze away from Ann's with a resigned sigh.

"What if I was?" she finally answered. "Watching you closely."

Ann was silent.

Then, a smirk. Cat-like eyes no doubt glimmering with amusement behind Versace shades.

"If that were the case, then I would let you know that the feeling is mutual… Kuina."

Kuina couldn't stop the shiver that shot down her spine at hearing the husky manner Ann said her name. Her mouth went dry in an instant, unable to respond as Ann simply took her martini and started walking away towards the resort's foyer, effectively ending the conversation.

Kuina groaned while burying her face into her hands, well aware the bartender watched their exchange with great interest, but had enough tact not to comment or intervene. She ordered a lemon sour before leaving the bar, then heard Chishiya's voice coming from behind. "Ah. Chishiya," she said monotonously. "Meeting done already?"

"Yep. Nothing of interest. Hatter is suspicious of a group of players hiding their cards from him, but I'm hoping his growing paranoia will lead to him eventually slipping up where he's hiding the rest of the suit cards that have been collected," he said with an almost bored tone. Chishiya turned his head in the direction of the foyer. "By the way, I saw you talking to Ann-san."

Kuina internally groaned. "… How much did you see?"

"Enough," Chishiya chuckled. "It looked like you two were enjoying each other's company."

"We definitely were not," Kuina huffed, feeling her ears burn hot with embarrassment. "I wish you would stop watching me without me knowing."

"Can't help it. It's my specialty and you know firsthand it's a valuable skill that has saved our lives on multiple occasions." Chishiya paused then clicked his tongue. "Would you find it fascinating to know that Rizuna Ann is interested in you?"

Kuina was in the middle of sipping her drink when the sudden remark made her spit out her drink. "Huh?! What are you talking about? Interested how?"

"I'm not sure what you're thinking, but I meant interested in the sense that you have caught her attention," Chishiya grinned slyly, well aware he was teasing the tall woman. "I understand where Ann-san is coming from though. You're different, Kuina. You're not like other… women."

Kuina squeezed her glass, holding in her breath, wondering if he's implying what she thinks he's implying.

Chishiya didn't elaborate and continued.

"Perhaps Ann-san wants to know what makes you different. You also want to learn more about Ann-san; she intrigues you. That curiosity to discover is what draws you two to each other. I suppose my next question is what do you plan to do next?"

Kuina wasn't sure. She was still trying to wrap her own head around Ann, still trying to figure her out, and still trying to figure out why the hell she was so intent on learning more about Ann. The woman was mysterious, difficult to read, and difficult to understand. Even during the moments Kuina could actually gaze into Ann's eyes, Kuina couldn't even begin to guess what the other woman was thinking. One moment, Ann was cold and aloof, but other times, there was a hint of gentleness in the way she smiled at Kuina or in the tone of her voice. Kuina wasn't sure which one was the real Ann, and maybe that in itself was a red flag that was telling her to be wary of the bob-haired woman, but Kuina couldn't stay away from her.

Thinking back to Chishiya's question, there was only one thing she knew she wanted to know, because for once, the eyes were not enough for Kuina to understand Ann. The woman was a complex puzzle with an uncertain number of layers hiding her true self. Kuina wanted to believe Ann was a good person deep down, wanted to believe her cold demeanor was because of the world they're forced to exist in and that there was kindness somewhere beneath that.

But that was Kuina being hopeful and assuming Rizuna Ann trusted her enough to open up to her.

Chishiya was still looking at her, waiting for an answer.

Kuina inhaled sharply.

She made a decision.

---

It was past midnight when Kuina made her way to the third floor of The Beach.

It was the floor where Hatter and the Executive members had their own rooms, taking the suite rooms of the former high-end resort. It was also heavily guarded, members of the militant faction making their rounds and rotations on this floor, but fortunately Hatter gave her special permission to visit the floor at Chishiya's request and because of her large contribution of cards so soon after joining.

With a simple white tee and cotton shorts over her bikini, Kuina stood nervously in front of Ann's room. She tentatively knocked on the door. Her brain short-circuited when Ann opened the door to reveal herself in a silk sleeveless top and matching shorts. She still had makeup on and was wearing glasses.

A killer combo that was too much for Kuina's heart.

Ann's lips twitched but she remained expressionless. "Kuina. What brings you here so late?"

Kuina took a deep breath. "Can we talk?"

"… About?"

"Us."

Ann was quiet for a moment. "Us," she repeated slowly.

Kuina nodded, looking right into the other woman's eyes that still held an unreadable stillness to them. "You say you've been watching me closely, and I've admitted to doing the same. It's because I want to trust you. I want to believe you're not like Hatter, Aguni, or the others, but I can't trust you if one moment you're approachable and then you're distant the next. So why? Why have you been watching me? What is it that you want?"

Ann's gaze flickered to the carpeted floor, looking thoughtful, then returning back up to meet Kuina's eyes once more. Kuina held her breath when Ann stepped closer and reached out to run her hand through Kuina's dreads, fingertips gliding all the way down to the ends, then returning her hand to her sides. Kuina didn't know what that was all about but the gesture made her heart stutter. It felt oddly… intimate.

"Ann?" Kuina whispered as the other woman turned around to step back into her room. For a moment she thought that Ann was going to end the conversation there, just like she did at the bar.

Then Ann faced her again, motioning Kuina to follow her into her room.

"If you want the answer to your question, then come inside."

---

A/N: Part 2 but only if Vulture wants it :)

Thanks for reading!

[digifandom]

Just watched ColeyDoesThings video on soulmate aus and now I'm tempted to write a one-shot, ambiguous ending, soulmate subversion au that involves Takari, Daikari, Daikeru, and Daiken, maybe Miyako x Ken as well. (With sprinkles of Taichi x Koushiro)

The AU would be a what if they never went back into the digital world after Adventure and when you turn ten you receive a soulmate finder.

This soulmate finder is different for everyone tho, (some people get strings of fate, some writing ect. ect.)

Takeru's would be an aurora that covers a 30ft radius of where his soulmate is.

Daisuke’s would be a bruise that only goes away when hist soulmate touches the exact area.

Ken's would be multi colored strings (with no key of what each color indicates)

Hikari can't see her soulmate's fav. color but her soulmates favorite color is always changing (or she could have a body writing type)

Taichi may have some sort of pain connection

Koushirou's will probably be some type of color or timer type of soulmate finder

Essentially I want them to have some pretty unconventional soulmate finders and for there to be the possibility that soulmates aren't romantic, like I want Iori to maybe have a string of fate tie him to all the 02 digidestined ( +Jou and Koushiro) and for each string to be grey (maybe with a spec of color to represent what each person provides for him majorly)

[vertigo-express]

Megaman Battle Network: Staying Connected

In 2001, Capcom released Battle Network Rockman.exe, localised as Megaman Battle Network, for the Gameboy Advance as a launch title. Unlike Classic and X, it was not a platformer but rather a action rpg with card game elements. And also unlike its predecssors, it did not revolve around robots co existing physically in the real world but instead "NetNavis" a form of artificial intelligence that could interact with the internet. In this world, everything is connected by the internet, and this has caused a rise in the quality of living across the world. However, there are of course those who misuse the internet for criminal acts and also errors that cause harm thus people as children are educated how to combat people acting in bad faith and errors.

Already this presents a interesting evolution of Megaman, prior series covered varying motifs from "everlasting peace" to "connection" as demonstrated in the image below and discussed in the previous post.

Battle Network already leans in more to emphasising connection. The world is connected together and because we are connected we are able to achieve greater things working as a group. This is also inherent in the conflict. Netnavis are not oppressed to the extent the reploids or even robot masters were, the fault simply lies in the humans who misuse them to commit bad deeds. By contrast, the heroes are exemplars of society, they are children but have healthy relationships with the internet and their navis. Megaman.exe and Lan Hikari are quite literally in a sense, brothers.

This iteration of Megaman firmly embodies the sense of connection the internet provides. The previous three iterations of Megaman were lighter coloured and bulky in proportion to emphasise their robotic nature. Megaman.exe, however, is slim and smooth, the darker parts of his body are emphasised more than the lighter parts. Additionally, this design also incorporates yellow to give visibility to the key features of the design. This Megaman surfs the net finding answers for homework and destroying viruses - not fellow robots.

Megaman also relies on Lan to provide him with the chips he needs to fight - and Lan relies on Megaman to solve problems in the real and as companionship. They not only both need each other to self-actualise but also the people they come into contact with. Later games in the Battle Network series adapt the copy ability the original Megaman and X had, exe can commune with the souls of fellow netnavis and gain their abilities with their appearance merged into his own. The player is encouraged to be competent and connected enough with the features to build a deck to fully realize Megaman's new Cross/Soul abilities. Other series features such as dark chips, navicust and forms serve to help the player connect with Megaman too. Being too reckless and overpowering Megaman might permanently destroy his stats or cause bugs. Through these balances, the player is encouraged to actively engage with gameplay and plan to maintain Megaman at optimal performance.

Another unique aspect of Battle Network is that it ironically reimagines most of the Classic series (and some X/Legends characters the developers were fond of) and reinterprets them. Protoman/Blues.exe is more proactive than the original Protoman/Blues, by his interactions with Lan and Megaman, Protoman and his operator become more open and friendly to others, strengthening their bond as well. Roll.exe still serves as moral support. Bass/Forte.exe is now a more dangerous rival who serves as a moral story for what happens when humans mistreat their navis. Being blamed for a crisis he did not commit, Bass.exe was hunted by all of net society and cast into self-exile. He despises humanity and his creator because they were unable to connect or care for him and in turn he lost his connection to humanity. Colonel.exe, based off an X series character that died for showing an will for a ideal, ends up self-actualising away from internalising his operator projecting feelings of apathy onto him, and ends up opening the series antagonists heart because he decides to help by his own will, not because he was made to.

This series version of Dr. Wily is perhaps the second strongest example of the theme of connection. Unlike the Classic Wily who was a goofy but still credibly threatening antagonist, this iteration of Wily gives the appearance of a warped individual. Claiming he has cast aside all his humanity and feelings over society's treatment of him, Wily has resorted to controlling humanity by use of the internet. As the series goes on, we see that Wily's claim isn't entirely true, he intervenes when his son tries to cause humans to become bitter and ultimately finds himself feeling despair and emptiness over Colonel and Iris dying. It is then he realizes that humans need connection with one another to thrive and atones for his past crimes by improving the internet.

Even characters original to Battle Network have plenty to say. The antagonist of Battle Network 2 is an abused orphan who faked an identity online to gain friends and connect openly to others. It is only through connecting with Lan and co, he is able to reconnect with the world at large and no longer become lonely. Other games include a sick boy who Lan connects with to gain back his will to live, a netnavi manifesting in the real world who grows to learn affection and many other characters. Further showing how Battle Network is a evolution of Megaman both in gameplay and worldview.

Like all things created by a company, however, these ideas are watered down by changing priorities whether to ensure brand synergy, profit or new people coming in and not getting it.

Battle Network 4 is the turning point for the series that the remaining two games are tainted by, the combat is better and adds new features that enrich itself but falls flat in many aspects. The worldview is relatively far more childish than the prior three games, the antagonists have no unique sense or connection to the internet bordering on laughably generic and there is no unique statement about the internet's place in the world or Lan and Megaman. This follows through to the next game with Battle Network 6 picking up the pieces for the finale. The damage was already done though, and subsequent games after 4's release ruined the already sinking reputation of not just Battle Network but of Megaman as a whole.

Regardless of these flaws from the latter half, Megaman Battle Network is still demonstrably an natural evolution of what Megaman started off as and stayed true to the roots of the franchise. It tells of technology as a force not of good or bad but inheriting the will of its operator and how human bonds and connection can persevere through almost anything if strong enough. Most of all, Battle Network's success was due to understanding what the market of the time wanted. It was not cashing in as much as it showed an awareness of the current climate. I feel like this is particularly important in what Megaman has become since the late 2000s. Fans clamour for a continuation of pre-existing branches when the people behind them are no longer around or willing to continue on. And the continutations are bland sequels with nothing new to express or fucking gacha. Ironically, the wishes of both the fanbase and of Capcom are antithetical to what Megaman is: A series that has been able to steadily evolve. Megaman remains stagnant and dead because of this.

Yes, it is true Capcom needs another another Battle Network, but I'm not talking about Battle Network 7... I'm talking about a completely new Megaman, one that has something to say about itself, one that shows an awareness of the current audience. Something that can evolve.

[tcringetourney]

here is the official tcringe tourney bracket! the first wave of polls will go up tomorrow. since this is such a large bracket, i’ll be rolling out polls in waves of 8. the first round will be open for a week, with waves dropped on a one-day delay! and under the readmore, you’ll find a transcribed list of the bracket. be warned, there are 128 characters here!

Left side:

Scout (Team Fortress 2) vs Maximus (Tangled)

Crona Gorgon (Soul Eater) vs Kevin (Up)

Dirk Strider (Homestuck) vs Raine Whispers (The Owl House)

Harrowhark Nonagesimus (The Locked Tomb) vs Dismas (Darkest Dungeon)

Harrier DuBois (Disco Elysium) vs Ellzor Umberspore (Not Another D&D Podcast)

Shiver (Splatoon) vs Miss Frizzle (Magic School Bus)

Marik Ishtar (Yugioh) vs Tumblr Anon Profile Picture (Real Life)

Asa Mitaka (Chainsaw Man) vs Tadashi Yamaguchi (Haikyuu!)

Penny (Pokemon Scarlet and Violet) vs Vriska Serket (Homestuck)

Link (Legend of Zelda) vs Kaname Date (AI: The Somnium Files)

The Collector (The Owl House) vs Venti (Genshin Impact)

Luz Noceda (The Owl House) vs Magne (My Hero Academia)

Yes-Man (Fallout New Vegas) vs Apollo Justice (Ace Attorney)

Reigen Araraka (Mob Psycho 100) vs Kuina Hikari (Alice in Borderland)

Doug Eiffel (Wolf 359) vs Jesus (The Bible)

Me (Real Life) vs Leorio Paradinight (Hunter x Hunter)

Fabian Seacaster (Dimension 20) vs Briar (Branching Out)

Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls) vs Alex Fierro (Riordanverse)

Castiel (Supernatural) vs Waluigi (Mario)

Ivankov (One Piece) vs June Egbert (Homestuck)

Mr. 2 Bon Clay (One Piece) vs Sokka (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Ur mom (Real Life) vs Leo Valdez (Riordanverse)

Pyro (Team Fortress 2) vs The Dragon (Jane and the Dragon)

Crowley (Good Omens) vs Eddy (Duolingo)

Emperor Belos (The Owl House) vs Peter Parker (Toby Maguire’s Spiderman)

Sweetheart (Omori) vs Nick Danforth-Evans (Julie and the Phantoms)

Jerma (Real Life) vs M&Ms (Real Life)

Kajiyama Fuuta (Milgram) vs Jeremy Heere (Be More Chill)

Shin Tsukimi (Your Turn to Die) vs Ena (Ena)

Isaac (The Binding of Isaac) vs Allied Mastercomputer/A.M. (I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream)

Ranma (Ranma 1/2) vs Klaus Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

Fred Grant (Hamster & Gretel) vs Benrey (Half Life VR AI)

Right Side:

Spy (Team Fortress 2) vs Varian (Tangled)

Sanji (One Piece) vs Milhouse (The Simpsons)

Gonzo (The Muppets) vs Hero (Omori)

Cecil Gershwin Palmer (Welcome to Night Vale) vs Makoto Naegi (Danganronpa)

Hardwon Surefoot (Not Another D&D Podcast) vs Mina Zarei (Paranatural)

Bugs Bunny (Looney Tunes) vs Sabine Wren (Star Wars Rebels)

Deuu Dino (CNP) vs Nightblood (The Cosmere)

Benny (Fallout New Vegas) vs Klavier Gavin (Ace Attorney)

Alphys (Undertale) vs Angel Devil (Chainsaw Man)

Dave Strider (Homestuck) vs Elliot Dunkel (El Goonish Shive)

The Onceler (The Lorax) vs Chuck E. Cheese (Real Life)

Buggy the Clown (One Piece) vs Hinata Tachibana (Fabiniku)

Jake English (Homestuck) vs Kris Dreemurr (Deltarune)

You (Real Life) vs Tsukishima Kei (Haikyuu!)

Tome Kurata (Mob Psycho 100) vs Neptune (RWBY)

Ianthe Tridentarius (The Locked Tomb) vs Osiris (Destiny)

Vash the Stampede (Trigun) vs Fox Mulder (The X-Files)

Evan Kelmp (Dimension 20) vs Paracelsus (Darkest Dungeons)

Bocchi (Bocchi the Rock) vs Terezi Pyrope (Homestuck)

Haruhi Fujioka (Ouran High School Host Club) vs Bakugo (My Hero Academia)

Nagito Komaeda (Danganronpa) vs Luther (The Umbrella Academy)

Fujisaki Chihiro (Danganronpa) vs Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Sniper (Team Fortress 2) vs Fujimoto (Ponyo)

Space Boyfriend (Omori) vs Zirk Vervain (Not Another D&D Podcast)

Rouxls Kaard (Deltarune) vs Robbie Rotten (Lazytown)

Ranboo (Minecraft Youtube) vs Arthur Dent (Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy)

Sakurai Haruka (Milgram) vs Luke Patterson (Julie and the Phantoms)

Hunter (The Owl House) vs Dib (Invader Zim)

Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad) vs Wheatley (Portal)

Grell (Black Butler) vs Viktor Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

Shut (Go Princess Precure) vs Kakashi Hatake (Naruto)

Wonderlands x Showtime (Project SEKAI) vs Rodney Copperbottom (Robots)

[sombrerokiwi]

HI KIWI

Octopath ask game thing with Hikari, Ritsu, Oboro and Crick!

On it boss! Going to do Hikari first and then Everyone else under Read More.

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Hikari

OTP: I like Partitio x Hikari. It’s cute. It is very cute.

BROTP: I like Temenos and Hikari interacting together as well as Agnea and Hikari. I like their dynamics.

Favorite Dynamic: Whatever the fuck Hikari has with his former friends. There is so much we can use there for angst and more I love it. Especially Oboro and Hikari’s dynamic. I need to see more.

LGBTQ+ Headcanon: He’s Nonbinary and uses He/Him pronouns. Also he’s Asexual Biromantic I don’t make the rules.

Random Hc: He’s neurodivergent. I don’t know the specifics but he’s neurodivergent. Oh and he was that kid who was obsessed with animals when he was younger. Like me when I was 5.

General Opinion: Blorbo. Absolute blorbo. He needs hugs and probably is that kid who doesn’t talk about his feelings. He is such a blorbo and I can see so much of myself in him. I don’t know how to explain it but blorbo.

Ritsu

OTP: None.

BROTP: Agnea and Ritsu is a dynamic I like to imagine. It’s just nice to think about and they would get along if the world was kinder.

Favorite Dynamic: Hikari and Ritsu. Tragic friendship right there. If things were better they would be walking the same path and wifjnajhownfnfm *cries uncontrollably*

LGBTQ+ Hc: He’s pansexual. He probably low-key had a crush on Hikari at some point before he thought about it more and realized no they’re better as friends. *shoves canon away for that thought*

Random Hc: He knows how to cook and does it the best out of everyone in Hikari’s Story Characters. I like to think he was promoted to parent after dad died (no mention of mom in canon) so he had to take the reigns quickly. So he knows how to cook and knows how to do it well. Nothing but the best for Mikka.

General Opinion: Also Blorbo. I relate to the anger and to the want to be heard. To have your name be called. To be seen.

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Oboro

OTP: None.

BROTP: He would have gotten along great with Temenos if the world was kinder. Though they might just start debating and passively aggressively remark at each other. I don’t know how to describe it. There is something about that.

Favorite Dynamic: *points to Hikari and Oboro* You can dissect a fuck ton of that and it will be so fucking interesting.

LGBTQ+ Hc: He’s AroAce but is overall neutral about sex and romance.

Random Hc: If he doesn’t do anything he will start looking for shit to do because if he stops working he starts thinking of dread and he has the thoughts of “Hey dipshit you can be productive”. He’s a workaholic. Hikari, Ritsu, and Rai Mei had to drag him away from work several times.

General Opinion: *points at him* Something is wrong with him and I see myself in him in a bad way. I relate to him to a concerning degree and the aus where he gets better is me coping over the pain and me saying myself it’s going to be alright and healing is possible. Plus he’s just an interesting character in general. He’s tragic in his own way but I still want to punch him in the face and shove him into the river. Like he’s still very much a terrible person but you can see the reasons and understand. I too would go and slowly go into nihilistic despair when war constantly happens and you lose everything and you are working for the guy who is killing so many people and realizing that internal change is near impossible.

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Crick

OTP: I’m a Crick x Temenos fan. It’s cute plus you can get tragic Yaoi. Which I’m never going to do because I like happy endings

BROTP: I like Throné and Crick interactions. I like them a lot. I don’t know how to explain it.

Favorite Dynamic: Crick and Temenos again. It’s the detective-assistant dynamic that the game tried to do. Man I should do a detective au for them soon. It would be so cool.

LGBTQ+ Hc: Trans FTM and Busexual.

Random Hc: He actually knows how to steal decently. Things on streets don’t just go away. He’s a bit rusty but he’s good at stealing if he tried. He has morals though.

General Opinion of him: Blorbo. He has good backstory and blorbo material. You can have so much for him but then the writers killed him off and that was sad. We could have had the aftermath…

[aki-346]

More HC For Pokemon Sunrise

I lost all my hc because I didn't know how to save it as a draft...BUT LETS HOPE I CAN REMEMBER EVERYTHING

(Im going to put Daigo and Alain again because I missed some hc)

General

Aki, Daigo, and Alain are in a friend group called "The Gang", this friend group is the people they usually hang out with, which is Aki, Alain, Daigo, Goh, Satoshi/Ash, Serena (and sometimes Mairin/Maron, Koharu/Chloe, Hikari/Dawn, and Mikuri) Thank you @for-315 for helping make "The Gang"

Alain & Daigo

Alains metagross is from Daigo (EVERYONES HC)

Alain gender is still man, but his sexuality is Pan

Alain, Daigo, Mairin have matching bracelets (the one Mairin wears in xy-xyz)

Daigos gender is Genderfluid but is mainly a guy but loves being feminine, but Daigos sexuality is gay, his first crush was Mikuri but he didn't understand his feelings but feel for Alain HARD. (we love the gays)

Shota does work for Devon company now.

Daigo has blue and yellow eyes in this AU (THANK YOU LAVY- I LOVE UR HEAD CANON)

Daigo, Alain, Aki do have matching bracelet things (the ones that have starts, hearts, etc in my redesigns)

When Alain arrived in Hoenn for the 2nd time because Daigo invited him (This HC is from Children of Science, PLEASE READ IT ITS WHOLESOME), they gave gifts to each other, Alain gave Daigo a rosegold necklace and Daigo gave him a bracelet that can hold a key stone but can be placed on a mega ring too, but Daigo also gave him a keystone <33. They both wear their gifts.

Daigo does give aki a custom made mega ring for Christmas.

(EHm- Daigo and Alain switch EMhhH.)

Aki-

Aki is my pokesona and is me :)

Aki was 13 when xy-xyz happened ( 3 year - 16 / 4 year - 20)

Akis birthday is on November 17, 2001

Aki gender is GenderFluid, and is Pan.

Aki lives with Alain, and Mirai.

Aki was the 5th placer in Kalos league (age 12), She placed again

Akis team is Gekkouga, Lizardon (Mega X), Absol (Mega), Shaymin, Diancie (mega), Cingerace.

3rd on the 2nd league (age 16) and placed 2nd (age 20-21)

Aki does have PTSD of having trust issues with friends, and social anxiety with her being extroverted. And is also scared to lose her loved ones

She has a girlfriend (Mirai) that kinda does pokemon performing but mostly does sewing and making clothes (the same with Aki).

People would hate her team because it has 2 mythical pokemon is "over powered" but Diancie and shaymin are in the same level as Akis other pokemon.

Here we go TRUMA . When she was a kid (5) , her mom had a leafeon as he partner because she did pokemon performing, but the leasfeon went missing for 1 week but when home and turns out it is really injured and is bleeding (ALOT), it died that same day on the door step. At the age of 8 her brother died, trying to save her life.

When she went to school she had only 2 friends because everyone thought she was annoying and too much, those friends accepted her as what she was, but then one day she was talking a lot about pokemon then her friends told her to "shut up" then figuring out that the people she thought accepted her, it hurt her so much. When ever she keeps talking about something none stop to The Gang, and she would usually think that they are ignoring her and keep talking to someone else, she would get quiet and stop, but they are actually listening to her and Alain comforts her when it happens

She was stuck on choosing either pokemon performing, or pokemon researching because her parents do those jobs but found pokemon battling amazing and cool, she choice that to be her path but her grandma didn't like it and said "your too much like a boy" and "Isn't pokemon battling only for the guys". Aki always had those words in her mind and through her jounrey she firgured that she really loved being masculine and didn't care who would stop her. She cut her hair and changed her outfit, her grandma was disappointed in her but her parents were so proud because she found herself. (DAMN I WROTE A LOT SORRY)

I MIGHT HAVE TO MAKE A PART 3 AGAIN- BUT FEED ON THIS FOR NOW- <3

[moonspirit]

favorite movie, favorite ships (aot or non aot), favorite book

hi hi hi!

Favorite movies - copy pasting from a prev ask haha xD - some of my favourites off the top of my head - Most Ghibli movies (but esp Howl’s Moving castle), Kimi no Na wa, Interstellar, Avatar 1&2 (james cameron), titanic, The Martian, Postmen in the Mountains, Big Fish & Begonia

Fav ships - Hm. Aruani (obv), eremika, yatori (currently I am in shambles), Touken, Ayahina (tokyo ghoul), Yutamaki (jjk), royai, edwin, lingfan, inukag, okikagu, kei x hikari (from my first ever fanfic-inspiring anime; SA), Ito x Makoto (from a manga called W Juliet, GOD I love(d) it so much T_T), and uhhhh i'm sure I have more but I'm blanking out... xD

Fav book of all time - Cosmos, by Carl Sagan :3

[trashexplorer]

BLCD Review: Perfect Propose

Title: Perfect Propose (パーフェクトプロポーズ)

Author/Artist: Tsurukame Mayo

Release Date: 2021/05/28

Cast:

Maeno Tomoaki x Masuda Toshiki

Kanbara Daichi

Kubota Hikari

Sakuraba Arisa

Tsuyuzaki Wataru

Katou Wataru

Oonishi Kousuke

Sondo

Fumitake Ishigoro

Synopsis:

Between his intense workload and asshole boss, salaryman Hirokuni is burnt out! He’s on the edge of a nervous breakdown when Kai, an childhood friend he used to look after, comes to visit for the first time in 12 years. Kai has recently become homeless, so Hirokuni reluctantly lets him move in.

Kai quickly confesses that he is gay, and Hirokuni worries that his chastity might be in danger! But then Kai gets to work, serving up delicious home-cooked food for breakfast, lunch and dinner…

Isn’t it kind of nice to be taken care of for once…?

The domestic story of a handsome, cool guy with great housekeeping skills and a lonely, burned out salaryman!

Review Proper

I remember that this was quite popular way back when it was still ongoing, but I never read it for some reason (neither had anyone in my circle wtf). The romance aspect of it all is as generic as it can get. I mean, there’s literally so many things that come to mind when you say “childhood friends with dubcon and the bottom’s an annoying tsundere”, ya know? Hello, Sakuraga Mei and Nekota Yonezou. I do, however, need to admit that I was intrigued with how Mayo employed the issue of black companies here. No matter how bs the start of their cohabitation was, there were so many layers to both of their problems, adding to the realism of it all. To all my lovelies who are reading this review and are stuck in the same situations, all the best to you. 

I won’t be talking much about the plot  ‘cause most of y’all already know what went down here, so I’m gonna jump straight into the technicalities now.

FINALLY! MASSUU REDEMPTION!

I mean, he did great in that Momose An shitstorm, but it’s almost been a year since I’ve heard him bottom. AND I LOVED THIS PERFORMANCE OF HIS!!! I absolutely adored Massuu’s performance as Red Riot in BnHA and was low-key hoping that he’d use that tone in a BLCD, but I’ve never heard it in the BLCDs of his owned so far. Looking at Hirokuni, I thought that Massuu would use something similar to his calm and brooding Ao-senpai tone, but he came at me with his Red Riot on the get go! It took a little getting used to, but his Red Riot Hirokuni really grew on me. I suddenly got my dream come true, y’all. *wipes tear*

As for Mr. Maeno,

I love how Massuu and Maeno were in back-to-back Momose An dumpster fires and redeemed themselves here. I call this a Momose An cleanse. 👍I also love how I just heard Kawahara in a younger tone before this and now I have a younger Maeno! MY GOD CHESK OF SEPTEMBER 2021! ARE YOU SOME SORT OF GENIUS??? Anyway, like all the seiyuus mentioned in this paragraph, Maeno also did phenomenal. UGH. HE SOUNDS LIKE ULTIMATE BOYFRIEND MATERIAL HERE ESP AFTER HE WENT DOMESTIC!!! Y’ALL GOTTA HEAR HIS BOYISH LAUGH GOODBYE

Me calling to check if there are any spare Maenos for sale:

We had great pacing, voice work, and it was true to the manga overall. It had some addends, but nothing really major. I have to confess that I read the first chapters from Yuutosei because futekiya’s translation was annoying in some parts ‘cause they structure their sentences poorly sometimes and like using idioms randomly. I mean, how does a plain “You’re drunk, aren’t you?” and “I am not!” translate into: 

We love to see it. Y’all are also missing an (as) before sober. Those two aren’t even common in American English. 

And let’s not forget their preview:

vs the original:

As you can see, Kai’s supposed to only be in monotone during the whole series, so there are no exclamation points in the raws. And why’d they turn Hirokuni into an asshole??? I mean, “ひでーな” is literally “You’re so cruel/That’s so mean” in English, but I chose “ouch” ‘cause it needs to be short and “meanie” sounds weird for Kai. Anyway, Hirokuni’s a tsundere, but he’s definitely not an asshole! Don’t copystrike me, Christopher.

Uhh, please still support the official locali translation, though. Thank god I can understand Japanese. For more cohabitation when they’s, I would recommend the two BLCDs I previously reviewed in this log, Kare no Iru Seikatsu and Shinkonsan. Both are licensed now too, so support, support!

[romancemedia]

Anime Romances + Cheek Kiss

[lighthouseas]

HI I am a pokemon mutual but pls tell me about your otp!!! it doesn't have to be pokemon because I know you like byler (I know nothing about that show but it makes me happy that they make you happy) so please- tell me either why you love byler so much and what your favorite byler moment is (not that I'll understand), or tell me about your favorite pokemon ship and why you love it!!!!

OMG THIS ASK IS SO SWEET I AM ABOUT TO CRY RN. THANK YOU ANON WHOEVER YOU ARE

ok so...i have a LOT of otps, not just byler. byler is obviously all im fixating on right now, but i do have others, from other fandoms, believe it or not! byler are just very special to me <3 both will and mike are very relatable as characters and they're also really fun to analyze lol

favorite byler moment would have to be the final scene of s4...it was so beautiful and tragic with SO MUCH symbolism and they should have held hands imo. it also basically confirmed byler canon. i will never ever shut up about the final scene ever

as for pokemon. oh boy. i have a lot.

i absolutely ADORE rocketshipping. they are. so special to me. i think it's because i was shipping them even before i knew what shipping was. all of jessie and james' little moments throughout the series just absolutely make the ship and the fact that they were canon in the manga makes it even better

i also love amourshipping. not in a weird way like i know a lot of people do. i just unironically love ash and serena as individual characters and think they would be great together. i don't engage in ship wars, obviously, if you ship ash with other pokegirls i really could care less honestly lmao. amour has just always been a comfort ship to me. both ash and serena are such cinnamon rolls and the way ash cares so much for serena and serena for ash...ugh. my heart. childhood friends to strangers to friends to lovers supremacy

ikarishipping is another one. kinda unpopular, i know, but it was the fanfiction and fanart that sold it for me (ie. heroes grace, lock and key, lost in you, etc) paul is also a character that i obsess over for whatever reason. lol. i just think dawnxpaul have a really interesting dynamic that can be explored so much and the writers in the ikarishipping community are all insanely talented so that helps too :)

other ships in pkmn that i adore:

journeysshipping (ash x goh)

palletshipping (ash x gary)

contestshipping (drew x may)

literally any of the alola ships honestly

hikakoha (dawn/hikari x chloe/koharu)

there's definitely more but yeah! tysm for the ask <333 you are loved and appreciated

[bbgthoma]

— MY TOP 10 FAVORITES CHARACTERS

asassination classroom: 1. gakushuu asano 2. tadaomi karasuma 3. ryunosuke chiba 4. itona horibe 5. karma akabane 6. yuma isogai 7. nagisa shiota 8. ryoma terasaka 9. ren sakakibara 10. rio nakamura

attack on titan: 1. armin arlert 2. ymir 3. jean kirstein 4. connie springer 5. levi ackerman 6. historia reiss 7. marco bott 8. sasha braus 9. niccolo 10. falco grice

black butler 1. vincent phantomhive 2. edward midford 3. snake 4. prince soma asman kadar 5. snake 6. sebastian michaelis 7. grell sutcliff 8. agni 9. lau 10. undertaker

bungo stray dogs: 1. chuuya nakahara 2. kenji miyazawa 3. sakunosuke oda 4. ryunosuke akutgawa 5. fyodor dostoevsky 6. ranpo edoagawa 7. gin akutagawa 8. edgar allan poe 9. sigma 10. ango sakaguchi

death note: 1. l lawliet 2. misa amane 3. mello 4. near 5. rem 6. ryuk 7. naomi misora 8. light yagami 9. touta matsuda 10. light’s sister

free: 1. natsuya kirishima 2. rin matsuoka 3. go matsuoka 4. kisumi shigino 5. isuzu mikoshiba 6. momotaro mikoshiba 7. ikuya kirishima 8. haruka nanase 9. ryuji azuma 10. seijuro mikoshiba

genshin impact: 1. thoma/tartaglia 2. kaveh 3. kazuha 4. chongyun 5. xiao 6. cyno 7. kaeya alberich/diluc ragnvindr 8. dainsleif 9. albedo 10. tomo

haikyuu: 1. yu nishinoya 2. tetsuro kuroo 3. kenma kozume 4. hajime iwaizumi 5. toru oikawa 6. hitoka yachi 7. keiji akaashi 8. kei tsukishima 9. lev haiba 10. ryunosuke tanaka

hunter x hunter: 1. kite 2. chrollo lucilfer 3. leorio paradinight 4. kurapika 5. alluka zoldyck 6. shalnark 7. killua zoldyck 8. pakunoda 9. shizuku murasaki 10. gon freecss

jujutsu kaisen: 1. toge inumaki 2. megumi fushiguro 3. mai zenin 4. yuta okkotsu 5. yuji itadori 6. choso 7. ryomen sukuna 8. utahime iori 9. kento nanami 10. suguru geto

kuroko’s basketball: 1. ryota kise 2. kazunari takao 3. tatsuya himuro 4. atsushi murasakibara 5. seijuro akashi 6. daiki aomine 7. tetsuya kuroko 8. taiga kagami 9. yukio kasamtsu 10. riko aida

moriarty the patriot: 1. james bonde 2. sebastian moran 3. william james moriarty 4. fred porlock 5. sherlock holmes 6. louis james moriarty 7. albert james moriarty 8. john h watson 9. lucien atwood 10. frida macaulay

my hero academia: 1. hitoshi shinso 2. hawks 3. oboro shirakumo 5. eijiro kirishima 4. dabi 5. mirko 6. shota aizawa 7. denki kaminari 8. rody soul 9. mirko 10. hanta sero

neon genesis evangelion: 1. rei ayanami 2. kaworu nagisa 3. toji sukuhara 4. shinji ikari 5. ryoji kaji 6. ritsuko akagi 7. asuka langley sohryu 8. kensuke aida 9. hikari horaki 10. pen pen

seraph of the end: 1. guren ichinose 2. shinya hiragi 3. mikaela hiyakuya 4. yuichiro hiyakuya 5. shiho kimizuki 6. lacus welt 7. yoichi saotome 8. makoto narumi 9. shinao hiragi 10. mitsuba sangu

sk8 the infinity: 1. reki kyan 2. miya chenin 3. cherry blossom 4. joe 5. langa hasegawa 6. nanako hasegawa 7. koyomi kyan 8. shokichi oka 9. shadow 10. reki’s childhood best friend

spy x family: 1. yor forger 2. anya forger 3. loid forger 4. becky blackbell 5. damian desmond 6. franky franklin 7. bond forger 8. sylvia sherwood 9. yuri briar (ik he’s obsessed with yor but still…) 10. henry henderson

the case study of vanitas: 1. astolfo granatum 2. dominique de sade 3. noé archiviste 4. louis de sade 5. vanitas 5. chloé d’apchier 6. jean-jacques chastel 7. olivier 8. roland fortis 9. murr 10. loki oriflamme

tokyo revengers: 1. takashi mitsuya/seishu inui 2. hajime kokonoi 3. kazutora hanemiya 4. keisuke baji 5. hakkai shiba 6. chifuyu matsuno 7. shuji hanma 8. atsushi sendo 9. naoto tachibana 10. kakucho

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Fandoms

By no means an exhaustive list (we're getting there) of everything I enjoy. Sometimes it's genuine "write 10k words" levels of brainrot. Sometimes it's just nostalgia (or my particular brand of trash). Either way I'm here to wear my influences on my sleeve and perhaps find other likeminded degenerates. ( ´ ◇ ` )ﾉ♡ Everything is listed in alphabetical order. ✧ Are my current obsessions (so long as I remember to update lmao). Parentheses contain my particular favorites from a set.

Television

ANIME

❀ Ace of Diamond ❀ Akame ga Kill ❀ Arakawa Under the Bridge ❀ Banana Fish ❀ Code Geass ❀ Fukigen na Mononokean ❀ Free! ❀ Gankutsuou ❀ Garzey’s Well ❀ Ghost Stories ❀ Gregory Horror Show ❀ Hetalia ❀ King of Bandits Jing ❀ Kono Danshi series ❀ Kyo Kara Maou! ❀ Legend of the Galactic Heroes ✧ Mawaru Penguindrum ❀ Natsume Yuujinchou ✧ Neon Genesis Evangelion ❀ Princess Nine ❀ Princess Tutu ❀ Samurai Flamenco ❀ Sarazanmai ❀ Shin Sekai Yori ❀ Showa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu ❀ Speed Racer (Mach Go Go Go!) ❀ Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann ❀ Tsuritama ❀ Uchouten Kazoku ❀ Zetsuen no Tempest

OTHER ANIMATED

✿ Archer ✿ Courage the Cowardly Dog ✿ Dead End Paranormal Park ✿ Gravity Falls ✿ Hazbin Hotel ✿ Helluva Boss ✿ Infinity Train (Season 2, 3) ✿ Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir ✿ Moral Orel ✿ Southpark ✿ Superjail ✿ The Little Prince (2010) ✿ The Boondocks ✿ Ugly Americans ✿ Venture Bros

LIVE ACTION

❁ Andor ❁ Arrested Development ❁ Black Mirror ❁ Fleishman is in Trouble ❁ Haunting of Hill House / Bly Manor ❁ In the Flesh ❁ It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia ❁ Mindhunter ❁ Our Flag Means Death ❁ Penny Dreadful ❁ Psych ❁ Russian Doll ❁ Severance ❁ The Boys ❁ The Sandman ❁ The Handmaid’s Tale ❁ The Prisoner ❁ The Umbrella Academy ❁ Trial and Error ❁ Twin Peaks ❁ What We Do in the Shadows ❁ Young Royals ❁ 13 Reasons Why

WEB SERIES

❁ Alien Stage ❁ My Student Spirit ❁ Petscop ❁ SCP

Comics

MANGA+

❥ Acid Town by Kyuugou ❥ Aku no Hana by Shuuzou Oshimi ❥ Angel Diary by Lee Yoon-hee and Kara ❥ +Anima by Natsumi Mukai ❥ Are You Alice? by Ikumi Katagiri and Ai Ninomiya ❥ Arte by Kei Ohkubo ❥ CLAMP (Tokyo Babylon, X/1999, and Tsubasa) ❥ Elfen Lied by Lynn Okamoto ❥ Fukigen na Mononokean by Kiri Wazawa ❥ Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa ❥ Full Moon by Arina Tanemura ❥ Ganbare! Nakamura-kun!! by Syundei ❥ Golden Days by Shigeru Takao ❥ Hai to Diamond by Mika Sadahiro ❥ Houseki no Kuni by Haruko Ichikawa ❥ Junji Ito ❥ Kaori Yuki (Angel Sanctuary and Fairy Cube) ❥ Kinoko Inu by Kimama Aoboshi ❥ Let Dai by Won Soo-yeon ❥ Lychee Hikari Club by Usamaru Furuya ❥ Moritat by Li Seon Ui and Seo Gyeong ❥ Natsume Yuujinchou by Yuki Midorikawa ❥ Oooku by Fumi Yoshinaga ❥ Osamu Tezuka (Buddha, Metropolis, Kimba the White Lion) ❥ Oyasumi Punpun by Inio Asano ❥ Pick of the Litter by Yuriko Suda ❥ Sakura Gari by Yuu Watase ❥ Seven Days by Venio Tachibana ❥ The Promised Neverland by Kaiu Shirai ❥ Your and My Secret by Ai Morinaga ❥ .Hack//The Legend of Twilight by Rei Izumi and Tatsuya Hamazaki

OTHER COMICS

✧ Cinderella Boy by Punko ✧ Cursed Princess Club by Lambcat ➳ DC (Batman / Batfam) ➳  Everything is Fine by Mike Birchall ➳ High Class Homos by Momozerii ➳ Interview with a Murderer by KJK ➳ Jackson’s Diary by Paola Batalla ➳ Marvel (Spiderman, Deadpool, X-Men) ➳ The Sandman by Neil Gaiman & many, many more

*I don’t really read superhero comics anymore but if I do pick up an issue it’s gonna be Spidey or Batfam

Film (TBU whenever I go thru my Letterboxd)

ANIMATED

❥ Akira ❥ Arashi no Yoru ni ❥ Studio Ghibli (Earthsea, Howl’s Moving Castle, Spirited Away, and Castle in the Sky)

LIVE ACTION+

❥

Games

VISUAL NOVELS

✜ Boyfriend to Death series by ElectricPuke, Gatobob, Darqx, & more ✜ Beyond Eden by Studio Pieplus ✜ Ciconia no naka koro ni by 07th Expansion ✜ Echo by Echo Project ✜ ENIGMA: by Uzumeya ✜ Hashihime of the Old Book Town by ADELTA ✜ The Letter by Yangyang Mobile ✧ Umineko no naka koro ni by 07th Expansion ✜ Your Turn to Die by Nankidai ✜ 13 Sentinels: Aegis Rim by Vanillaware

RPGM

✜ End Roll by Segawa ✜ Etrayu by Lucy Fox ✜ Freebird Games (To the Moon) ✧ Hello Charlotte by etherane ✜ OMORI by Omocat

GACHA

✜ Argonavis AASide (εpsilonΦ and Fujin RIZING!) ✜ Ensemble Stars (RYUSEITAI and Valkyrie) ✧ Fate Grand Order ✜ Fire Emblem Heroes ✧ Genshin Impact ✜ Granblue Fantasy ✜ I-Chu ✜ SinoAlice ✜ Touken Ranbu ✜ Twisted Wonderland ✜ Valkyrie Connect

SERIES

✜ Ace Attorney by Capcom (Apollo Justice) ✜ Atelier by Gust (Mana Khemia: Alchemists of Al Revis) ✜ Fire Emblem by Intelligent Systems (Awakening, Sacred Stones, Thracia 776, Three Houses) ✜ Persona by Atlus ✜ Pokemon by Game Freak (Pokemon Black/White) ✜ Sonic the Hedgehog by Sega ✜ Zero Escape by Chunsoft

OTHER

✧ Baldur's Gate III by Larian Studios ✜ Cultist Simulator by Weather Factory ✜ Dragon Age Origins by Bioware ✜ Ecco the Dolphin by Appaloosa Interactive ✜ Edna and Harvey by Daedalic Entertainment ✜ Heroes Rise by Choice of Games ✜ Hamtaro HamHams Unite by Pax Softnica ✜ Hamtaro HamHam Heartbreak by Pax Softnica ✜ Hollow Knight by Team Cherry ✜ Lunar: Dragon Song by Japan Art Media ✜ Nier: Automata by PlatinumGames ✜ Night in the Woods by Infinite Fall ✜ Sally Face by Portable Moose ✜ South Park the Fractured but Whole by Ubisoft ✜ South Park the Stick of Truth by Ubisoft ✜ Stanley Parable by Galactic Cafe ✜ The Beginner’s Guide by Everything Unlimited, Ltd. ✜ The Last of Us by Naughty Dog ✜ Warrioland 4 by Nintendo ✜ Whispered World by Daedalic Entertainment

Theatre

PLAYS

❥ Angels in America by Tony Kushner ❥ Leopoldstadt by Tom Stoppard ❥ Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead by Tom Stoppard ❥ Shakespeare (Hamlet) ❥ Six Degrees of Separation by John Guare ❥ Sleep No More by Punchdrunk ❥ The Normal Heart by Larry Kramer

MUSICALS+

✧ Bare: A Pop Opera by Damon Intrabartolo & Jon Hartmere ❥ Evillious Chronicles by mothy ❥ Frankenstein: A New Musical by Mark Baron & Jeffrey Jackson ❥ Kagero Project by Jin ❥ Les Misérables by Claude-Michel Schönberg, Alain Boublil, Jean-Marc Natel, & Herbert Kretzmer ❥ Marchen by Sound Horizon ❥ Moira by Sound Horizon ❥ Pippin by Stephen Schwartz, Roger O. Hirson, & Bob Fosse ❥ Queen of the Night by Dirt Poor Robins ❥ Roman by Sound Horizon ❥ Stephen Sondheim (Sweeney Todd and Company) ❥ Tommy by The Who

Literature

CANONICAL

❦ A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess ❦ A Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee ❦ A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket ❦ Arthurian Legends ❦ Camp Half-Blood Chronicles by Rick Riordan ❦ Charles Dickens (A Tale of Two Cities, Great Expectations, Oliver Twist) ❦ Confessions of a Mask by Yukio Mishima ❦ Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky ❦ Earthsea Cycle by Ursula LeGuin ❦ Frankenstein by Mary Shelley ❦ Franz Kafka ❦ His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman ❦ James Ellroy (The Big Nowhere) ❦ James Joyce (Dubliners) ❦ John Fowles (The Magus) ❦ Jorge Luis Borges ❦ Kokoro by Natsume Souseki ❦ La Comedia by Dante Aligieri ❦ Lloyd Alexander ❦ Lord of the Flies by William Golding ❦ Nip the Buds, Shoot the Kids by Kenzaburo Oe ❦ Oscar Wilde (The Picture of Dorian Gray) ❦ Piranesi by Susanna Clarke ❦ Ryuunosuke Akutagawa (Hellscreen, Cogweels) ❦ Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle ❦ Simon Snow Trilogy by Rainbow Rowell ❦ The Binding by Bridget Collins ❦ The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald ❦ The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien ❦ The Little Mermaid by Hans Christian Andersen ❦ The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry ❦ The Neverending Story by Michael Ende ❦ The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller ❦ The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner ❦ Two Brothers by Eugene Schwarz ❦ Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

LIGHT NOVELS

❦ .Hack// series by Tatsuya Hamazaki ❦ Fate/Prototype: Fragments of Sky Silver by Hikaru Sakurai & Nakahara ❦ Full Metal Panic by Shoji Gatoh & Shikidouji ❦ Legend of the Galactic Heroes by Yoshiki Tanaka, Naoyuki Kato, & Yukihisa Kamoshita ❦ Kyo Kara Maou! by Tomo Takabayashi & Temari Matsumoto ❦ Spice and Wolf by Isuna Hasekura & Juu Ayakura

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SASUSAKU ARTWORKS

2017

HBD Sasuke

2016

All I Want For My Birthday

Star Wars AU 2

Star Wars AU 1

2014

Territorial > Jealous

Let’s Be Dinos Together

The Last Original Design

Breakfast

Color Palette Meme

Obito’s Last Words

Typical SS Shipper

Reading A Story Gone Wrong

Too Beautiful For My Eyes

Phantom Of The Opera Crossover

Husbando & Waifu Forever

Ichigo x Rukia Crossover

Cowboy AU

Husbando’s Better

Thanks To You I Made It

Romeo x Juliet Crossover

Kei x Hikari Crossover

Soul x Maka Crossover

Suzaku x Euphie Crossover

Usui x Misaki Crossover

Gray x Lucy Crossover

Atarashii Yume

Genderbend AU

Pink Dinosaur

Haters Gonna Hate

Sasuke’s Resolve

Still Into You

Gundam Seed Crossover

2013

Sorry Karin

2012

My Pink Haired Punk

2011

Modern Makeover

Romeo x Juliet AU