#Snatch Usagi's face like that

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AHA!! BUT YOU SEE, FOR I AM NOT FUCKIN' FINISHED BC I HAVE MOOORE FANART-

BUT THIS TIME FOR THE FANTASTIC FUCKIN' AU TMNT: MYSTIC FOREST, MADE BY THE ABSOLUTELY GODSEND MINDS @amevello-blue / @bluepeachstudios AND @wondrous-art WHO ARE WAY TOO FUCKIN' GOOD AT WORLD BUILDING AND STORY TELLING THROUGH ART AND JUST, HOLY SHIT-

and y'all gotta know, I am a fucking SUCKER for Leosagi it's actually terrible-

[imagine--if]

Hi may i ask for a niragi dating headcannons? Thank you (^-^)

Btw, I love your work

A/N: Thank you so much ☺️ I’ve been wanting to write for you all sooner, but my laptop charger decided to stop working, so I’ve been a little restricted with working and basically did this on a different computer because it’s literally impossible for me to type everything on my tiny phone screen 💀 Anyways, enjoy!! Requests are closed now but I’ll be able to answer every one that’s come in for you in the meantime 🤍

Warnings: Mentions of suggestive stuff (hickeys ☺️) and violence… is Niragi a whole warning himself lol

Quick note: These headcanons are personalised slightly since I absolutely hate how he acts with Usagi (you know what I mean 😐) so let’s say he’s more of a decent person than how he’s portrayed in some scenes 😅♥️

🖤 Dating Niragi Includes… 🖤

🤍• Aaaaghhhh it’s the strutting bully in black and white who is almost as crazy possessive with you as Banda would be 😵‍💫 have fun, because once he notices that you didn’t shy away in disgust from his bold flirtatious advances and returned his attention back at the Beach, take him, boy’s yours 😂

🤍• These headcanons are typically set in Season 2, but before the fire and Niragi’s presumed death when it all burned down, with time and privacy, you somehow found the soft side of the victim-turned-bully who desperately wants you to believe that he’s a powerful, intimidating bad boy.

🤍• Jealous jealous jealous 💀 especially with Chishiya; if the smug blonde looks at you for a moment too long with that raised brow and observant eyes? He gets Niragi’s rifle shoved into his face with a barrel of insults and threats. Because deep down, he’s still vulnerable and doesn’t want anyone turning your head or seeing that he’s not done fearless trigger happy guy, he’s just Niragi.

🤍• And if you end up telling him when you’re alone that you only want Niragi, he has to a take a second to not cry. 🥲 Still, when it’s not just you two together where he lets his walls come down, he’ll persist on showing off by declaring how he dedicates his wins in games to you or something. All the survivors nod in confirmation with wide eyes at you when you question it in amusement.

🤍• He’s not one at all to back down from PDA, since subtlety is not Niragi’s strong suit, but if you’re not comfortable with him leaving massive hickeys for the world to see and his tongue down you’re throat in wide open public… yeah, okay, a roll of his eyes but he’ll tone it down and keep an arm slung around your shoulder.

🤍• He likes you playing around with his rifle, which is a wonder, since anyone else who gets too close to it has it snatched away and pointed right in their face 😅 but Niragi’s surprisingly quiet when it’s just you two in your room, him sitting behind you and playing thoughtfully with your hair, or guiding your hands absentmindedly, while you look over the weapon’s triggers and material. Occasionally his head drops in the crook of your neck with a tired pout and he gets fed up of your attention being on it instead of him, which could lead to… well, him having your full attention 😉

🤍• But after the Beach burns down and Niragi’s presumed dead, it leaves you to stick with Arisu and his group while you stay quieter than usual, watching the colours of lovebites fade from your skin over the days and your mind drifting to the cocky bastard who you’ve seen cling to you at night, neither of you saying a word about it but just letting it happen. Being the only comfort to each other, the only person in possibly years that Niragi’s let, in or even loved.

🤍• So when you see him at that evaporation game, or threatening Chishiya and Arisu with his gun, it’s a wave of relief and tears that makes him forget what he’s doing and hold onto you like he’d never let go again 🥹 he keeps saying he’s sorry, over and over, cradling you so tight you have to tell him that you can’t breathe

🤍• However, because of what happened at the Beach, he’s now terrified all over again about you hating him because of the burns on his face, so when you assure him that you don’t care and that you’re only glad he’s still alive, he’ll get that urge to break down and cry again 🥺

🤍• He’s still as arrogant and headstrong as he was before in games and with people, but a little weaker. You’re basically his nurse, cus the dude spits blood 😶 and him being him teases about that, but really, he wants to make sure he’s strong enough to carry on and get you both safe back in the real world, where he can look out for you instead of the other way around, and be a proper kind of couple

🤍• Niragi is increasingly protective now too, since he already lost you once. There’s no way he’ll let it happen again, and it’s hard to convince him to let you do things in games without him doing it all for you with you behind him. He means well, obviously, but it can be a bit overbearing sometimes 😅

🤍• All in all, once Niragi’s in love, he’s in love, and he won’t let you go. He’s actually a really great, passionate lover, all violent cray-cray traits aside - they’re never directed at you anyway, never - and there won’t be a day that goes by where you can’t tell.

🤍• I might have to write an imagine about this now 🥹 gotta love Niragi 💕

[regretisstoredintheme]

Hi! I randomly came across your lovely place and wanted to request a random story that came to mind. Could you do how the rise turtles would react to a yokai bunny reader with sensitive ears and tail. Maybe they accidentally touch the ears or tail. (heck, if you decide to do this you can choose whether its pain sensitive or not.) So yeah. . . . . . . . . . . .I'm bored tbh. I just mainly want fluff and comfort. I have just been having a hard time. So with that for now. . . Arrivederci!

Bumbadebedebedebedum! Ba— OOHHHHHH????

What’s this?? 

*snatches paper*

A Request????

“yourlocalsarcasticsoftshell asked: Hi! I randomly came across your lovely place and wanted to request a random story that came to mind. Could you do how the rise turtles would react to a yokai bunny reader with sensitive ears and tail. Maybe they accidentally touch the ears or tail. (heck, if you decide to do this you can choose whether its pain sensitive or not.) So yeah. . . . . . . . . . .  .I'm bored tbh. I just mainly want fluff and comfort. I have just been having a hard time. So with that for now. . . Arrivederci!”

A/N: this only reminds me of usagi lmao (/j), or is it Yuiichi? Idk his name honestly 😭 either way! I decided to base it more on anxiousness, the same way I don’t like people standing behind me. Like a nono square 😌 I hope you’re having a better time now, hun, and I hope my blog helps in some way :( my DMs are always open and I’ll do what I can.

—Literally Anything Else.— 

Warnings(?): hurt/comfort, (less hurt more comfort) anxiousness, stating boundaries in a panic. 

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Mikey

Backs off immediately.

You two had been drawing together, leaning into each other’s side as music played.

He was drawing you. 

how could he not? Watching your intent face as you tried to sketch a bird was the most interesting thing he’d ever seen. Your ears flicked slightly when you made a mistake, nose scrunching as you erased the lines. 

His smile was consistent, looking from his sketchbook to your face. He tried not to turn his head so you wouldn’t get suspicious. He wanted to surprise you! 

After he had indulged in drawing your face, he realized he had no idea how to go about your ears. He knew the shape of rabbit ears, he just didn’t know the physics! How would he bring it to life, he wondered.

That was when a curious hand reached out, brushing against the soft surface in an attempt to understand it.

You jumped back, holding the part of your ear protectively as you stated at him with an absolutely incredulous expression. “What in pizza supreme do you think you’re doing!?” You analyzed his face for any form of malice, brows furrowed with anxiety. 

Mikey looked at how nervous you were, and felt Dr. Feelings come through a little as he thought through his next words. “I’m sorry, Y/n.” He spoke gently, a small smile gracing his lips as he gave you space, “I should have asked. I won’t do it again.” 

You were surprised at how calm he was— how quickly he accepted it as fact and just went back to drawing. He wasn’t offended? Even after you were snappy? 

Your nose twitched curiously, looking over at his sketchbook and coming face to face with yourself. 

he was.. drawing you! You!!

There was an excruciating amount of detail, as if he wanted to memorize every crease of your face— every muscle that moved and every mark that he thought was beautiful. 

You all but melted as you realized what he was trying to do, to — understand how you worked, He wanted to know more about you.

You leaned back into his side, sliding in a compliment about his art as he snuggled into your face, avoiding your ears with care. 

Raph 

Apologizes profusely.

You two were laying in what he called his “cuddle pile”, which was basically just all of his teddy bears and pillows in a huge mess of fluff. 

He had an arm lazily wrapped around your torso, head pressed into your shoulder as he churred gently. 

You chuckled as he snuggled in deeper, turning to give him a gentle kiss to whatever part of his face you could reach. You were simply sitting on your phone, scrolling mindlessly and showing him things you thought he would like. 

He was more than entertained with your presence, not to mention his drowsiness. He was at ease, which probably explained why his thoughts curiously wandered to those fluffy ears of yours. 

They just twitched ever so slightly when you laughed, it was adorable, and you had a little freckle on the inner side that he was dying to mention. 

the curiosity was innocent, but oh so tempting, and before he knew it- His finger barely grazed the soft fur. At the simple touch, you were already jumping out of your skin, accidentally kicking him in the process. You held the spot he touched and rubbed it aggressively, trying to get rid of the feeling. You were so overstimulated you couldn’t even say anything, it was such a light touch!! God that was uncomfortable!!!

Raph was completely taken aback, first of all, what happened? and second, you were able to actually kick him away!? He’s big boy!! 

“What’s wrong?” He asked quickly, then looked to where you tended to your droopy ear.

It clicked, and he let you regroup, trying to be as small as possible before he began rambling in apologies. 

“Raph didn’t mean to— he- I- don’t know what I was thinking—“ 

He hops between third and first person when he’s nervous, and he knows hes messed up. He begins explaining in a rush how he never wanted to scare you, and how he would never do it again. 

After wringing your hands out from the excess stimulation, You gently place your hand on his — a reminder that you weren’t made of glass. 

He seemed to pause, searching your eyes for any fear or anger. When he saw none, he let out a breath of relief. He cradled you in his arms, promising he would always listen when you were uncomfortable.

Even though you had no doubts.

Leo

Surprised it bugs you that much. 

On the couch, you both were talking over a movie you had seen a thousand times. 

It wasn’t anything different from your normal routine. He was making you laugh, you were rolling your eyes— he would say a character’s lines in a funny voice and you would respond by finishing the quote.

You two were always a very touchy-feely couple, (it’s a shock he hadn’t figured out about your ears sooner) so it was no surprise when you ended up in his lap, both of you laughing like there was no tomorrow. 

He went to lay his head on your shoulder, and by complete accident, brushed the side of your ear. A light touch, one he didn’t even think about, but you did.

You flinched away, giving an unhappy whine/grumble as you rubbed the feeling out of your fur. 

Leon’s brow bone raised, one of those looks he always does when he’s about to tease you. “You’re not— ticklish, are you?” 

“Please not this time.” You muttered, anxiously fidgeting where your fur and skin met. 

The blue-clad turtle paused, waiting for you to go on. He kept both curiosity and his wits about him, a little worried to be honest.

“You can tease me all you want on anything else—“ you said quickly, squeezing your eyes shut, “this just.. makes me anxious.”

Leo thought for a moment, analyzing your sincere form. He didn’t like when you were upset, it made him upset, the way your face melded into a frown felt so wrong to him. 

Sure, he didn’t understand why you didn’t like your ears being touched, but all that mattered was that you didn’t like it!! And he had to turn this around. 

Out of the darkness, he suddenly got an idea— an idea that would bring your smile back. His eyes lit up for a moment, before returning to their confident gaze. 

“Anything…?” He smirked, pulling you back into his lap— this time facing him. 

You quickly realized your mistake, attempting to protest before being reduced to a fit of flustered giggles as he snuggled into the fur of your neck, attacking you with love despite your cries for mercy.

Donnie

Understands completely.

You two had been dating for approximately one week, (Donnie confirmed) and he knew he’d fallen head over heels. 

Because of this, he had to make sure you were comfortable so there were no surprise arguments between the two of you. Comparatively— even though he states it awkwardly, He’s way better at communicating than most of his brothers (cough Leo and Raph COUGH)

So, when he sits you down in front of him, staring intensely at you with an aura of absolute seriousness— you thought he was mad at you!!! 

“Alright, um—“ he coughed, mentally scolding himself for the unconfident start. 

“You and I— our relationship,” 

he’s stalling

you’re panicking.

“I want to discuss— a means of um— boundaries.” He holds back a sigh of relief at finally getting the words out. You looked so invested In what he was saying that he could swear he was gonna topple over. 

You, however, gladly let go of the breath you were holding. “Oh— thank god..” you smiled, “I thought you were breaking up with me.” 

“What??” He gives an incredulous look, “Why ever would I do that!?” He’s acting level headed, but inside he’s screaming. 

In any case.

You shyly described that the only thing you could think of off the top of your head was how sensitive your ears and tail were. “It makes me anxious when people touch them.” You muttered, fiddling with the ends of said ears. 

Donnie simply nodded, “it’s the same with me and my shell.” He states, gesturing to the technology usually on his back 24/7. He didn’t make a big deal of it, simply wrote “no touchie ears/tail” up on the whiteboard under “concrete boundaries” 

He paused, stepping back for a moment, “Wait— sorry, did you want me to ask or just not touch them at all?” He quirked a brow, and you shook your head, feeling a lot more confident in stating your feelings. 

You had hardly ever felt more validated. 

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A/N: I FEEL BAD ITS SO SIMPLE SHDBJSHDJDHD but alas!! It was fun to write, and part of me is hoping that’s all that matters ^v^ in any case, Arrivederci!! I hope to see you again, Sarcas!! (Can I nickname you that is that okay—) 

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[lackablazeical]

🍳🍒Gabriel🍒🍳

Important Info -

His actual family -

Gabriel came from a large family where he was the oldest of 9 siblings.

His parents were always working, and he was often responsible for tending to his siblings and keeping them in line.

This means he matured very quickly, and is often described as an 'old soul'.

His kidnapping -

Gabriel had left the house to go get groceries to make dinner for his siblings. He was alone, and sadly caught Leo's eye.

Gabriel was snatched up by Leo, and calmed down by being promised that his family was okay, and he's just living with the Hamato's until his parents are able to afford having him home again.

He regularly asks when he gets to go home, which is always shut down by Leo.

His burning -

Gabriel had hot oil poured on his face by Usagi, when Usagi was in the middle of a stress induced break from reality.

Gabriel had approached him from behind and tapped Usagi's leg as he was cooking, and Usagi panicked and poured the contents of the pan on Gabriel's face.

Afterwards, as he was healing, Leo convinced Gabriel that it was his fault and to not be mad at Usagi. Leo managed to mostly convince Gabe, but he still is apprehensive of Usagi.

General Info -

Gabriel has a winter and summer coat that he sheds halfway through the year.

Gabriel likes basketball.

Gabriel doesn't know how to yell.

Gabriel only calls Leo and Usagi his dads because Leo gets pressures him to.

Being with the Hamatos scares Gabriel, but he doesn't show it, as his parents taught him to be brave.

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RxJ Week Day 6: Trust

@senshixshitennouweeks here it is my final late entry. I hope you enjoyed all of them and I'll try to post them on AO3 when I can.

If memories of a previous life in a society that was ancient even before the dinosaurs had set foot on earth, Rei had never trusted easily.

And why should she?

As wonderful as people like Usagi could be, people who could open their whole hearts to people no matter how strange or intimidating they seemed, Rei didn’t think she had it in her.

In Silver Millennium, she remembered pieces of conversations she held with people filled with curt answers and deflections, all to keep cow-towing and pernicious courtiers from getting too close.

As close as they got.

Prince Endymion’s personal guard.

Rei sighed and gave Deimos another pet as Phobos pecked at the seeds in the bird feeder.

She looked up and across the courtyard, where Jadeite (Jad, she had to remind herself) stood, sweeping the leaves. Just like she’d told him to do.

She sighed.

He and his “brothers” had been confusing a bunch since the beginning. Even at the beginning of all this, she’d had to listen to Usagi vent about Mamoru’s school boy teasing and wondering how someone so handsome could be so infuriating.

And then, mere months later, she was gushing about her prince and how he was just the best thing since handheld games.

Not that any of them had room to talk.

Ever since their resurrection, the Four Heavenly Kings had been a batch of confusing emotions.

No, scratch that.

Ever since meeting them in Silver Millennium, the Four Heavenly Kings had been a batch of confusing emotions.

First doggedly loyal to Endymion, then smitten with Princess Serenity’s own guard, then evil, then dead, then back to Endymion as ghosts before finally returning to the mortal plain as humans with unfamiliar names to boot.

It was a mess of contradictions exacerbated by too many reincarnations and first impressions.

Especially Jadeite.

That golden haired cipher had seemed to throw Rei for a loop every time she met him.

In fact, he didn’t even go by Jadeite anymore; it was just Jad now. He claimed to have known no other name since awakening.

According to Mamoru, his skill among the four was infiltration and stealth (which fitted with how often he adopted and shed disguises during his tenure with the Dark Kingdom). And yet, he most often adopted a level headed and bluntly honest, if sarcastic, manner outside of his duties.

It was a talent that aroused Rei’s suspicions.

She’d dealt too much with people who only had shallow reasons to put her trust in someone who so often met people wearing a different face.

Although, another part of her mind said, he is consistent in his manner.

Which was true, she thought as Deimos joined Phobos at the bird feeder. Even in disguise, he was usually polite and diplomatic, a far cry from some of the dubious sycophants she’d met at her father’s campaign functions.

Most of the time, they would just pour on syrupy platitudes like “you’re so pretty Rei” or “where have you been living all this time?”

The kind of small talk that made her want to gag.

Jad never seemed to do that. In fact, he never really threw out a complement, rather stating facts in a complementary fashion.

Still, she couldn't get a bead on him. And thoughts like this were storming in her mind for what must have been a month now.

It was getting ridiculous.

With a huff, Rei strode over to where Jad was working and snatched the broom from his hands.

"I thought you said I should sweep the leaves?"

"You can go back to that later. Do you want me?"

Rei felt herself fluster as she asked and from the color on Jad's cheeks, he must have felt the same.

"What?"

"Do you want me?" she asked again.

“To be honest,” he said, “I do want you. I have since Usagi resurrected me in the Cauldron.”

Rei wondered if her heart skipped a beat at his words. Jad only took the broom back from her.

“But I know you have your reservations about relationships. Usagi told me. So, I’d rather that if anything happened between us, it would be on your terms. All I want…”

He looked up at her, blue eyes shining with something frightening and Rei damned her heart when it went pitter pat.

“…Is for you to be happy.”

Happy. The word stuck inside her ribs and seemed to sprout something. Really, she didn’t know what and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to know. But, for his candor, Jad deserved an answer.

“I… don’t think I can start… anything with you… yet.”

Jad nodded, returning to his work.

“But,” she continued, “if you can wait, I think I can give you a chance.”

Jad paused in his chore, turning to look at her with an expression that mixed so many things; surprise, hope, maybe even love?

“But don’t think I’m going to save myself for you,” she continued, “if someone better comes along, I will give them a fair chance.”

Jad nodded.

“If our positions were reversed, I’d probably do the same.”

Rei couldn’t tell if she felt sympathy or frustration at the sentiment.

“And how long are you willing to wait?”

It came out as haughty, but really Rei was curious to know if Jad was serious about all this “waiting for her” business.

“For eternity, if that pleases you,” he replied.

[bluepeachstudios]

Another imagine?

Hiwako under a bed with all of the turtles masks and giggling as her uncles and dads try to get to her?

"Hiwako," Leo sighed, looking under the bed. "Come out, sweetheart..."

Hiwako, tucked against the far corner underneath the bed, merely giggled at him. She was having great fun with this game they were playing, much like capture the flag she and Shoyo played at home with their friends. In her hands she clutched four colorful masks, not knowing the implications of taking a ninja's mask. To anyone on the outside of the situation who might spot her, she looked like a five year old bunny girl who had defeated four ninjas and taken their masks as trophies.

"She's not comin' out, Leo," Raph grumbled, his own mask stolen from him while he'd been distracted reading magazines. The girl was quick, he had to give her credit for that.

"Not until dinnertime, anyway," Donnie noted. His mask had been snatched off his head after Hiwako had ambushed him from the kitchen counter.

Leo sighed, thumping his head against the floor. Hiwako had tackled him to the ground, and he had let her, expecting to be playing. Instead, she'd yanked his mask off and run, leaving him stunned on the floor.

"Hiwako," Leo pleaded, reaching an arm under to try to scoop her out again. "Come over here, sunshine."

Hiwako curled up tighter, giggling again. Leo's shell made it impossible to climb under the bed entirely, and he was too afraid of hurting Hiwako to move it.

"You just gotta know how to tempt her out, dude," Mikey noted as he entered the room.

He had been the one to start it all, willingly offering his own mask to Hiwako's big eyes and cute little smile. In his hands he held a plate of marshmallow and chocolate chip cookies; Hiwako's favorite.

"Brilliant idea, Mikey!" Donnie perked up and went to grab a cookie, but Mikey swatted his hand away. "Ow, hey!"

"These are mine, what're you talking about?" Mikey turned his nose up and took a bite. "I don't have a pl- Aw, Raph!"

Raph snatched the plate out of his hands and handed it to Leo, who immediately directed them all into position. They'd had to do this before, when Hiwako had hid from getting her immunization shots a year ago.

Leo set the plate of cookies on the floor just out of reach of the safety of the bed, where Hiwako could see it. "I guess I'll just leave these here," He said, wandering out of the room.

Hiwako peered out at the plate, glancing around. She could see Leo still standing just outside the door, leaning against the wall, but she was faster than he was and could make it back to the bed before he could get to her. The other turtles were nowhere in sight.

Hiwako slowly crawled to the edge of the bed, and then scrambled for the cookies. From the bed Raph dropped down, blocking her escape. Leo blocked the doorway, and Mikey and Donnie blocked off the other bed in the room. Hiwako whipped around, stuffing a cookie into her face before lunging for the doorway, deciding she could get past Leo the easiest.

Leo scooped her up easily, grinning as he set her on his hip and snuggled her close.

"There's my girl," He murmured as she munched down the cookie. "Aren't you a little ninja?"

"With all those captured masks, she's a samurai, through and through," Usagi said, startling all of them. He smiled as he walked up to them, Shoyo holding his hand.

"Back already?" Leo leaned over and gave Usagi a kiss.

"There were far too many people at the park today." Usagi returned it and Leo set Hiwako down next to Shoyo, who she proceeded to show off the masks to.

"We need taller beds," Raph growled. "If you're not around we can't get her out, 'Sagi."

"Yeah we can, we just need cookies!" Mikey insisted, picking up the plate to bite into another cookie. He offered more to Shoyo and Hiwako, who happily accepted, each of their ears now decorated with a mask bow.

"I like playing with Daddy and Uncles," Hiwako announced, grinning with crumbs and chocolate in the fur on her face.

"We like playin' with you too, kid," Raph crouched down and Hiwako ran over to headbutt his plastron with a giggle. Raph grunted and scooped her up. "Little gremlin, this one is."

"Aw, but she's our little gremlin," Mikey blew a kiss at Hiwako, who pretended to catch it and slapped it onto her cheek with a squeak.

Shoyo held his arms up at Donnie, who lifted him with a groan. "You're gettin' pretty big, Sho, what am I gonna do with you?"

"Then I'll pick you up, Uncle Donnie," Shoyo grinned cheekily and Donnie laughed.

[sailormoonandme]

The Beginning a.k.a. Prologue

Ao3 Collection: Sailor Moon Cosmos Movie Epilogue Summary: A blonde bun-headed young woman and her lover dance together upon the surface of the Moon. But will their happiness last?

Excerpt:

She felt wonderfully safe. Wonderfully happy. Wonderfully not alone.

How could she ever feel otherwise when she was with him?

Slowly, rhythmically, they danced across the Moon itself, bathed in the light reflecting off of the crystal and silver white marble castle.

She rested her head upon the warm skin of his chest, feeling his breath in perfect unison with her own.

"We'll always be together, won't we?"

"Of course we will."

She looked up from his chest, drowning at the sight of his dark hair, handsome face, and sparkling sapphire eyes.

"Promise?"

He took her hand in his, thumbing the glittering ring on her finger.

"I promise Usa. I promise I'll nev-"

His eyes widened suddenly. A split second later hers did too as his body began to crumble to dust.

Then the palace crumbled followed suit.

Then the Earth and every other planet too. Even the stars themselves were burning out.

She fell to her knees, clutching at the empty space he had once occupied.

Her grief and loneliness were too much. Tears broke from her eyes and she let out a wail of despair. Despite her shrieks and sobs, one sound overwhelmed her ears.

A cruel, chaotic laugh.

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PiPiPiPiPiPi

With a gasp, Usagi sat bolt upright in the bed.

Accompanying her ringing alarm clock was the chirping of birds, and the bright golden light of the sun through the bedroom window.

Despite the warmth of the sunlight, Usagi felt cold and numb. Tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her blank face.

Automatically she wiped them away and then, mechanically, began getting dressed for school. As she slowly, stiffly, made her way over to her door, she spotted something sparkly out the corner of her eye. Barely moving her head, she brought a small white, open box into full view.

A cold chill crept into her body. A strong, cruel hand, snatched up her heart and squeezed it tight. She couldn't take it! She was going to break! She was going to fall to her knees and-

"Mamo-chan… gave me this ring. Then he got on the plane. And he went to America… He's fine."

She knew she had said the words herself. Nevertheless, it was as if they were the mere echoes from someone else's life.

Usagi blinked, then, without thinking, opened the door.

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Within the vacant bedroom, the white box lay open. But the silver band inside was gone, leaving the box empty.

But not as empty as the girl who now wore the ring itself…

If you would like to continue the story please check out my Ao3 Collection: Sailor Moon Cosmos Movie Epilogue

[dreams-of-dark-pastel]

Love Switch

"Gossip Time🖤"

Masterlist

"Come on, now, you've avoided us long enough." Ann tapped the seat next to her on the sofa and I joined her, Usagi sighing from her seat.

"Is everything ok?" Ann turned to her.

"Arisu's roomate said that he hasn't stoped sulking ever since this morning." I rolled my eyes.

"The big baby will be fine." I said with a hint of sarcasm and Ann nodded along.

"But you know what would make me feel better?" Usagi turned towards me, joining us on the couch, the gleam in her eye teeling me that she was up to no good.

"Hm?" It was evident by her miscevious smirk.

"You telling me about that handsome guy." She giggled while resting her head on my lap.

"Fine, fine." She gasped, certainly not expecting me to agree so fast.

"Hey! Everyone gather around at once." Ann announced, clapping her hands a couple of times to get everyone's attention.

"She has finally caved in? That was fast." Mira giggled as she brought the cookies and cupcakes I did and everyone jumped up to get one, Kuina snatching the bowl and running away, laughing.

"Do you want to hear it? Or not?" At the seriousness of my words, she came back, wat down in one of the chairs while still holding the bowl close to her. Everyone's eyes were now on me.

"So, remember yesterday afternoon when you, Ann, asked me to stop by the bookstore on my way home to get you that book on Genetical dysfunctions and disorders?". She nodded. "Well, apparently I wasn't the only one going for that as I didn't hear another set if steps coming, and I woke up with another hand on the same book." At that Kuina perked up, entuziastically.

"Ohhhh, so you touched hands, looked at each other and fell in love?" She sounded happy, looks like the poor thing would have to have her dreams crashed.

"No. I thought he was being nice, because, to be fair, I couldn't reach the shelf even on the tip of my toes, and I thought he was going to get it for me, but no. I struggled for a good ten minutes to reach for it and that arse just chimes in, takes it and looks at me for a good minute, smirks and leaves." Hearing that, everyone had simmilar expressions, confusion, and frustration.

"Seriously?" Asked Usagi bewilded.

"Yeah, and the most annoying part was that, when I turned, I literally could not say anything. I-uh kinda was caught off guard." It seems really stupid now, but back there I was as red as a tomatoe, half because of my fury and the other from my flustered state. He-

"By how handsome he was?" Ann nudged my side, snickering.

"Awww, but still. That was not cool." Kuina now had a pout on her face, but she looked as if she was trying to piece together something.

"Well, If he tried to take a bio book, he should be majoring on the same subject as you, right, Ann?" Mira suggested, the other girls agreeing.

"Most definetely, describe him, maybe we can find out something."

"Well, he was tall, lean, nicely built, with medium long gradient black to blonde hair that reached his shoulders and cat like eyes-" Kuina gasped dramatically and Ann seemed to scoff.

"No way.." Mira seemed just as shocked while Usagi and I were left in the dark.

"Is he the guy you're takling about?" Kuina took out her phone and showed me a photo.

"Yeah, but how?" It was him, definetely.

"Well, my first thought when I listened to your story was 'hm, that's sometging Chishiya would do' so then I asked how he looked like and here we are, he is Arisu's roomate and one of my friends." So this guy was Arisu's roomate?

"Oh boy.." I was in trouble, because all there events took place yesterday but the meeting was still fresh as ever on my mind.

And this seemingly annoying, sarcastic and sadistic guy may as well be my downfall.

Why did I have to be such a hopeless fool of a romantic?

[cosmama]

THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD : PERSONA 5 VERSE.

tell me god, are you punishing me? is this the price i'm paying for my past mistakes? i need you more than ever right now. can you hear me now? the answer is no.

fighting evil by the moonlight and winning love by daylight ! known far and wide across the galaxy under the codename sailor moon, tsukino usagi was once your average, lazy, and ultimately ordinary middle school student...at least until a mysterious cat follows her home. it isn’t long after their fateful meeting that her life is forever changed when her persona, selene, finally awakens from within her out of usagi’s desire to protect her best friend, naru, from shadows during an attack in her mother’s jewelry store. once the girl was safe and sound, usagi learns that the cat is named luna who informs usagi that there are other girls just like her waiting to awake as a senshi. slowly but surely each girl is found until the team of nine become known as the sailor senshi among citizens of tokyo. 

the group were responsible for the destruction of many shadows that terrorized many of the cities districts in the late nineties, however, they were unprepared for their newest and greatest threat: shadow galactica. led by the destructive sailor galaxia, the sailor animamates ran amok across the galaxy, stealing the personas of other sailor senshi ( a process that ended the original host’s life ) before eventually setting their sights on earth. completely unequipped for such ruthless and calculating foes, usagi's friends lives are snatched away before her very eyes one by one. yet when finding herself almost at rock bottom, usagi finds that all is not lost like she thinks. through the help of a trio of senshi that had escaped to earth along with their princess, usagi learns of sagittarius zero star and the galaxy cauldron that waited beyond - as well as galaxia. 

there at the birthplace of all stars, she confronts the senshi of destruction in order to restore her friends and their battle ends when usagi delivers a fatal blow to galaxia’s chest. as the woman lays dying, it is then that usagi learns the truth: galaxia was ultimately just a puppet for the demiurge ( otherwise known as yaldabaoth ), a chaotic being who was feeding on the stolen personas in order to revive himself in the galaxy cauldron. in her desire ( or more accurately, desperation ) to avoid facing her fears of being alone, the girl makes a plea to the stars before throwing herself into the cauldron. as her faithful persona comes to her aide one last time, usagi commands the power of not only selene but the dormant personas inside of the cauldron to help defeat the demiurge and stop his impending rebirth. however, something else happens during this event as well. her persona begins to undergo a metamorphosis into its ultimate form as a reaction to usagi’s resolve which triggers a fusion with the dormant personas and usagi who is caught in-between. 

her body burns, her mind shatters, and her soul is torn asunder...all before she is neatly pieced back together again. she is reborn in the depths of the cauldron, something far more alien and foreign now as she emerges alive from the sea of stars. she is whole for the first time in her life. tsukino usagi is dead and the woman left behind is cosmos. soon declared missing and eventually presumed dead, her face has been forgotten under the countless other missing person signs during the twenty years she wanders the galaxy. despite the vast power she commands, she’s still searching, still hungry, for one single item: the universe arcana.

details of note:

1. while a fusion with a persona of a higher level typically causes the persona to posses the host, the sheer number of personas usagi fused with at once made it impossible for one to posses her. instead the process permanently changes her both physically and mentally ( ex. she grows taller, her hair turns permanently whiter/silver, personality change, becoming mentally unstable, etc. ). she doesn’t summon a persona as she has essentially became her ultimate persona, cosmos.

2. while initially represented by the empress arcana, her arcana becomes the hanged man after her ‘ascension’ / metaphorical rebirth: a card associated with self-sacrifice for the sake of enlightenment, the bindings that makes one free, paradoxes and hanging between heaven and earth.

3. her original costume as sailor moon was highly similar to her prototype design from the manga ( aside from the cape ). she originally wielded a colt 45 caliber pistol as her ranged weapon along with various staffs / rods for melee weapons. as an adult, she wields a rapier and a pump-action shotgun for melee and ranged attacks respectively. she is not a god despite her vast amount of powers which is why she highly desires the universe arcana, a card that allows the wielder reshape the universe. 

4. she is a mother in this verse as during the twenty years she was ‘missing’, she created and gave birth to a son named archisei. in her eyes, he is perfection and she’s grooming him to help her reshape the universe. although the reality is that he’s not perfect. far from it actually as 1). he’s created from her, someone that’s not right™ anymore and 2). he may or may not be another reincarnation of the demiurge, the same being that she once killed, as it has multiple forms / different methods of being reborn. she may or may not be aware of this but at this point, usagi’s mentally gone / locked away and the woman in her body doesn’t really care about such things.

5. her palace is highly similar to the palace / chapel found at the galaxy cauldron. each floor is immaculate and incredibly pristine while the shadows that roam its halls have the appearance of the servants and handmaidens who would attend to a queen. as one moves up each floor to reach her, that’s when things begin to warp / become increasingly chaotic to represents her state of mind: the clash between the girl she once was, the woman she currently is, and the goddess she desires to become.

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this is a canon-divergent verse for persona 5. this verse is primarily based around events after the fifth game with details from other games in the series as well as the shin megami tensei series incorporated into it as well. in shin megami tensei nine, the gnostic goddess, sophia, gives birth to the demiurge and eventually helps the protagonist to defeat him after falling from grace. cosmos is the equivalent of a very corrupted sophia that not only doesn’t feel remorse for the birth / creation of her son but actively encourages him to embrace what he is so she can eventually get what she wants.  art credit: CASIMIR ART.

[saiilorstars]

Ch.9: Reyna

Story Masterlist

Fandom: Sailor Moon (Crystal)

Rewrite of season 2, AU-ish in that there’s new OCs and the fusion of plots from the manga, crystal and the og series

Pairings: Eventual OFC x OMC, Usagi x Mamoru

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From the corner of his eye, Mamoru saw a small figure literally drop out of thin air, from above, and crash onto Azula who, consequently, collapsed onto the ground. The red-haired girl shrieked as the hard cement greeted her back. When she opened her eyes, she faced a little girl who couldn't look more than five years old staring right back at her with big green eyes.

"Uuh…" Azula opened her mouth but no words came to mind for the first seconds. Even Mamoru was speechless at the sight of the little girl who remained over Azula. "Did a kid just...fall on me from the sky!?" Azula soon found her voice though, and it was loud.

"I didn't fall…" the girl pushed her short, curly ginger hair behind her shoulders. She looked at Azula with such a puppy-dog face that Azula couldn't really find it in her to be that angry.

"Azula, are you okay?" Mamoru began to wonder if the cracking noise had been Azula's actual body when it hit the ground. He bent down beside his friend and reached out to grab the small girl but, not really knowing her, he stopped midway.

"Kid, get off me!" Azula snapped and the small girl gasped from surprise. "Didn't you hear me!? Get the hell off! I'm not a bouncy house!"

"Azula...she's just a kid…" Mamoru scolded lightly but the small girl finally paid him attention.

"Azula?" she repeated in her high pitched voice and quickly looked at Azula again. "Is that your name? Azula?"

"Oh, sure, fall on me, and then ask for my name," Azula rolled her eyes. "I'm Keena Azula and if you don't get the hell off me in the next second you're gonna find a very angry adult." But the girl quickly clung onto Azula like her life depended on it. Azula remained with a straight face and only flickered her eyes to Mamoru. "Mamoru, get her off me...or I'm going to snap."

Mamoru believed her. He reached once more to pull the girl off her but this time the girl herself let go of Azula and clung to him next. Azula took her opportunity to scramble up to her feet lest the girl feel like strangling her again. She huffed and huffed as she dusted herself off but resigned to having her favorite blouse marred with dirt on the back.

"Are you frikin kidding me, what the hell is going on?" Azula muttered but she received a warning, small finger in her face.

"You shouldn't say bad words," the girl scolded.

Azula laughed quite loudly. "Oh, great, so now after you fall on me you lecture me? Little girl, who the hell are you and where are your parents? I'd like a quick word with them."

"My Mommy and Daddy are far, but you're not supposed to say bad words," the girl seemed very adamant.

Before Azula truly fumed, Mamoru stepped in. "What's your name?"

The girl swayed on her feet and answered obediently. "Reyna."

"Is your cousin here…?" Mamoru wondered and he and Azula looked around the near vicinity in case any adults were worryingly looking to Reyna.

"No, she's far away too," Reyna replied calmly. "Can I get food?" she tugged on Azula's hand but the red-haired snatched her arms into a crossing gesture. Reyna sadly pouted.

"I've got some words…"

"Azula, she's a kid," Mamoru thought he wouldn't need to remind her but he forgot she was bad with children.

"And she fell from thin air!" Azula threw her hands in the air. "For all I know, she could be part of Senka's tricks!"

At the mention of the name Reyna gasped loudly and shook her head. "Not her! Not her!" she cried, startling the other two.

"What are you-"

"NO!" Reyna screamed and ran away from the two.

"What the…?" Azula was left bewildered. She scratched the side of her head. "Mamoru, did that sound like she…"

"Knew something about Senka?" he finished for her. That had been his exact thought.

With one glance between each other they rushed off to go find the small girl. She didn't appear to be hiding because just two minutes later, Azula and Mamoru found her sitting on a bench all on her own. Her small, ginger curls fell just over her shoulders as she gazed up at the sky. Her hands were neatly folded over them.

"Maybe you should let me do the talking," Mamoru suggested to Azula but she knew that was his nice way of telling her to keep her mouth shut. He cleared his throat just as he neared Reyna.

She gasped again and jumped off the bench. Thinking she would make another run for it, Mamoru reached out for one of her arms. "Hey, look, we're not going to hurt you. We're friends...yeah? Chiba Mamoru-" he gestured to himself then moved his hand to Azula behind him, "-and Keena Azula are your friends."

Reyna's green eyes flickered between the two for a minute. "She doesn't like me," she said sadly and nodded to Azula.

The girl in question released a small breath when Mamoru threw her a look. "She fell on me," Azula said between gritted teeth.

"Azula is just...upset...because you sort of surprised her," Mamoru was able to accommodate rather nicely.

"I didn't mean to," Reyna said with big green eyes that were clearly filled with guilt. "The voices didn't tell me how to land right…"

"Voices?" Azula repeated. "What voices?"

Reyna looked down and quietly answered, "The voices in my head."

"Hear that, Mamoru?" Azula jabbed an elbow into his side. "She hears voices...in her head."

Mamoru's response was his elbow jabbing onto her side. She threw him an offended look that he ignored. He bent down in front of Reyna again. "You're going to have to be more specific, Reyna."

Reyna raised her head and put on her puppy face, at least that's what Azula believed. Reyna said no more and simply hugged Mamoru.

"Oh my God," Azula rolled her eyes. "She knows something…"

Mamoru agreed with her but he liked to think he had more tactics than her. "We should get her to Luna or something…" because it was clear the girl had no parents around there.

"Are you kidding me? You've still got a date with Usagi and you are not cancelling that," Azula reminded him, and adamantly too.

"Usagi!?" Reyna pulled away from Mamoru and gazed up at Azula with wide eyes.

Both teenagers were now even more suspicious of the girl. They definitely couldn't leave her out of sight.

"Look, I can...look after her...or whatever…" Azula offered and yelped when Reyna rushed to hug her legs. "Seriously, she's just gonna hug every time we speak?"

"Azula, are you sure you can handle this?" Mamoru knew Azula was capable of a lot of things but babysitting wasn't one of those.

"Yeah, she's like 5. I can take her," Azula shrugged.

"I don't know…"

"You're not cancelling and that is final." Azula then looked down at Reyna who was still hugging her. "And you...you gotta stop." Reyna slipped a small teethy smile and raised one hand up for Azula to take. "I'm not taking your ha-"

"Azula," Mamoru went, giving her a look.

"Fine," Azula snatched Reyna's hand and made a motion of it. "Happy?"

"I am," Mamoru smiled a little. It wasn't everyday he got to see a purely annoyed, uncomfortable Azula.

"Go!" Azula pointed him to leave but as he went off, he laughed at her.

Reyna tugged on Azula's hand, reminding that she was still indeed with her. With a sigh, Azula looked around the park one more time - hoping to find the parents of the kid - but found no one was running around looking for a lost child. No alternatives left Azula to just bring Reyna home with her. Along the way, she called for Luna and Artemis and told them they were required immediately. Azula thought that leaving Reyna out of the base under the arcade was a cautious move. If anything, Reyna could be in league with Senka.

Get ahold of yourself, she's a child, Azula told herself. Least that's what Mamoru kept saying.

~0~

Since neither Azula's father nor sister were home, it was pretty simple getting Reyna in. She brought Reyna inside the apartment and before Azula could start asking questions, Reyna ran straight to the kitchen.

"Hey, no!" Azula shut the door and chased after Reyna. "Get out of there!"

Reyna was already trying to climb up the counter to grab a jar of Keiko favorite cookies. Azula yanked the girl off her feet - finding out in the process that Reyna was pretty light - and brought her back to the kitchen table.

"You can't climb counters! First of all, that's dangerous! Second of all-"

"I'm hungry," Reyna rubbed her stomach sadly.

Azula gave a long stare at the girl before giving in. Maybe food would soften Reyna up enough to answer questions. "Fine. Go sit at the table and do not move. Got it?"

Reyna beamed and nodded her head. "Aha!" she ran for the nearest chair and pulled it out to sit on it.

Azula went back to the kitchen to see what she could give the girl. She didn't exactly know much about kids. After all, she'd been an only child between her parents and then had an older step sister. She never had the need to interact with small children.

Reyna turned out to be a proper eater. Azula was a bit impressed, mind you, of how neatly Reyna ate. She knew by observations that kids tended to be messy, loud eaters. Reyna had ate neatly and quietly despite having Azula stare at her from beginning to end. By the time Luna and Artemis showed up, it was night out.

"You're late," Azula said once the cats hopped onto the nearest chairs.

"Shadow research," Artemis said plainly to excuse them.

Reyna gazed from one cat to the other but there was no indication that she was scared of the talking cats. In fact, there seemed to be a twinkle in her green eyes.

Luna noticed the same as Azula and decided to simply play nice. Like Mamoru, she thought Reyna was a simple kid. "Where did you come from little one?"

"Um…" Reyna pulled her hands from the table and set them over her lap. "My house…?"

"Well, yes," Luna tried going along with the child talk, "But I meant where do you live? Where are your parents?"

There came that flash of guilt in Reyna's face. She gave a meek shrug of her shoulders. "I-I think they're still at home...I-I don't think...they know where I am...yet…"

"So you snuck out," Azula assumed because that was the face of a runaway child. It explained particularly a lot so far. "And now you feel bad about it."

"The voices told me I had to go," Reyna continued explaining quietly, her high-pitched girly voice making it almost impossible for Luna and Artemis to get suspicious. "S-someone needed me. As a future Sailor Guardian it was my sponsibility to help."

"You're a Sailor Scout!?" Azula nearly fell over.

"She's far too young," Artemis said instantly. "You said future guardian…"

Reyna nodded her head. "My Mommy says I'm still too young. But I can do it. I can save people too. And I'm gonna do it" she ended up shouting like someone had already voiced their disagreement. She hopped off the chair and ran for the nearest bedroom - which turned out to be Azula's - and slammed the door.

Azula ran after but found the door was already locked. She banged on it and shouted for Reyna to open it. "You can't lock yourself in my bedroom!" she tried the doorknob in vain.

"Azula…" Luna called and, because there was no point in battling against the locked door, Azula turned back for the cats.

"Who the hell does this kid thinks she is?" she jerked a thumb in her bedroom's direction.

"We're going to have to keep a very close eye on her," Luna warned like Azula didn't know that.

"She knows about Senka, okay? You should have seen how crazy she got when I mentioned her at the park. Reyna is hiding something and I'm gonna figure it out," Azula huffed and crossed her arms.

But neither Azula nor Luna for that matter, could ever have known that things were already moving against them. Somewhere in the world, something was awakening. Out in a forest during a storm, two bright and blue eyes shined in the midst of darkness. The ice capsule around them cracked as the figure began to move.

~0~

30th Century: Crystal Tokyo.

A clan of villainous youth gathered in their spaceship that towered over a beautiful, green planet Earth. Their malicious eyes gazed over the planet with nothing but intent to end the humans plaguing it. Their upside down crescent moon on their foreheads all marked a significant unification between them. It marked their superiority, their grandness, everything that made them better humans. And soon the humans would know it.

Behind them a figure hidden under a purple cloak appeared. His hands, which were the only things visible to the group, repeatedly hovered over a crystal globe. "The child has taken the bait as planned," Wiseman declared, much to the joy of the others.

The Black Moon Clan had been awaiting the perfect moment to attack Crystal Tokyo.

"With the distraction, an attack should be child's play for you all."

Each member of the Black Moon Clan smirked.

[sakuraryomen01]

"Encore, Doll." | DILF Gojo x MILF Reader |

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Warning: Slight teasing, soft and loving! Gojo, husband! Gojo, milf reader, mentions of masturbation (male), light spanking, shower sex, edging, pet names (doll, pervert (brief), sweetheart, usagi-chan, mommy, kitten), dildos, vibrators, milk drinking, double stuffing, daddy kink, anal (female receiving)-

Reader: Milf! Wife! Reader!!

Son: Yasu Gojo

Plot: Dilf Gojo comes home to take care of his mommy~

Words: 3.842k

Thank you for reading this bit, enjoy!

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"Ow- fuck-" You whimpered, massaging your breasts.

Finished cleaning the house, did the dishes, got groceries, and feed the baby. You had decided to take a nap after the long day of being a mother, but woke up to pain in your nipples.

The pain wasn't hurting you as much as it was an aching pain, like stubbing you toe. But it still hurt, so you did was you normally did to fix the annoying problem.

"Nggh-" You groaned. "Fuck, this hurts more then normal.."

Sitting up, you lifted your shirt enough for your small hands to cup your soft globes. Small wet spots had formed on your shirt, making you groan again in anguish.

Today's not my day, I guess..

"Honey? I'm home~!"

The sound of the front door clicking open alerted you of your husband's presence.

"In here."

Gojo kicked his shoes off, placed his jacket on a hanger near the door, and walked into the living room where you sat. You gave an apologetic look, motioning towards your chest and sighed.

"Oh, that again?" Gojo asked, walking over and sitting next to you.

He took off his round sunglasses, placed them onto the coffee table and looking you over.

You gave a nod, oblivious to the growing bulge in your man's pants, and sighed. Once the pain did start to fade, you smiled, content with your work and stood.

"I'm going to go get in the shower, 'k?" You said, walking to your shared room without a response.

Gojo watched you walk away, licking his lips before biting hip lower lip. After about a minute of contemplating life, the white haired male stood and followed. Once he reached your adorned room, he saw the clothes that littered the floor, a small smirk on his face.

"Baby? Mind if I join?"

Turning your face away from the warm water, you spotted Gojo's shadow outside of the foggy shower door. Giggling, you gave a small yes and he clamored inside, closing the blurred glass behind him.

"How was your day?" Gojo asked, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your neck. "You walked away so abruptly, I didn't get to ask."

"Oh, it was just like normal." You responded, washing the shampoo out of your hair and reaching to grab the loofah that hung on the water handle.

"Ah ah ah, let me, please."

Gojo snatched the spongy ball from you and smirked, a firm pout on your face before you sighed. Nodding, you let Gojo wash your body for you, going back to what the original topic was.

"As I was saying," You stated, looking down and seeing Gojo's hands working to loofah over your body.

"I cleaned the house, got some food for our special dinner date tonight, and fed the baby. So, yeah, it was really a normal day."

"Sounds so boring." Gojo sighed, propping the loofah back in it's original position and lathering the suds with his own hands.

You bit your lip, watching your husband's large hands find your chest and play with your soft orbs like normal. Gojo's eyes glazed over, watching your soft flesh mold in his hand was turning him on, to say the least.

He always loved coming home to rail you into an oblivion, but you had a kid now, and had to be quiet about it. It hurt him even more when he couldn't just go at it like old times, but he was fine with it.

He had work to keep him busy anyway. Plus, a shit-ton of pics he had managed to snap when you were pleasing yourself with his dick. So, whenever he was feeling pent up in the office, he'd pull out his phone and make sure no one was going to walk in and get an eye-full of Gojo jacking off to pics of his wife.

"It is.." You trailed, swallowing the moans sitting in your throat.

"I was waiting all day long to come home, baby." Gojo whispered, licking the outline of your ear and smirking.

Cupping your breasts in his hands, Gojo grazed his thumbs over your nipples, playing with the sensitive nubs. A quiet moan escaped you, making Gojo giggle and start peppering your neck with light kisses.

"I guess you have been, too."

Pressing your chest against the wall, Gojo lifted your ass towards him, his fingers getting closer and closer to your velvety heat. Quiet mewls and whines echoed in the cloudy bathroom, feeling Gojo's fingers meeting your clit and playing with it.

"So wet for me, baby~" Gojo chuckled, his fingers sinking into your wet cunt.

"W-Wait-" You whined, your nether lips clenching around the male's digits.

Curling and pressing against your spongy walls, Gojo's own length grew firm. Pressing against the small of your back and making your face heat up in embarrassment. The large member pressing into your back reminding you of what it could do.

How it put a baby in you.

How it tamed the brat that rose up every time.

"Remember him, baby?" Gojo asked, teasingly. "He definitely remembers you~"

"Nnggh-" You responded, unable to form words as your imagines caused your legs to buckle.

Pressing your body against the wall more, Gojo started kissing a line up your back and to your neck. Biting your lobe and pushing his fingers deeper into your core. Mewls echoed throughout the foggy restroom, praying that your son didn't come home right then.

"Such a cute little mommy I have." Gojo cooed, pulling his fingers from your wet mound and pressing them to your lips.

"Open, doll~"

You did as was asked, opening your mouth and letting his long fingers coat your tongue in your own juices. Gojo gave low growls at the sight, feeling your tongue worm around his digits and eat up the liquid.

"Fucking Christ, baby.." Gojo groaned, lining his tip up with your puffy entrance.

You tried to say his name, but only managed to mewl out a choked moan around his hand. His fingers digging deeper when the head of his cock pushed into your walls, missing the tight feeling of his girl's pussy around his shaft.

Your insides feeling around his light pink tip, the oozing pre dripping from your cunt and onto your plush thighs. Gojo bit down on your neck, pushing deeper into your wet hole and tightening his grip on your hip.

"Mmph-" You cried once his cock head hit your cervix.

"Oo~ fuck, yeah. Such a good mommy you are." Gojo teased, kissing the bite mark.

Running his tongue over your slick skin, Gojo began to pull his hips back and forth. The soft sound of skin slapping echoed throughout the room, making your body heat up. Gojo continued to relentlessly pleasure you, teasing every part he could as he had his way with you.

"You're such a cute little pervert, aren't you, baby girl?"

You moaned around your man's fingers, feeling his free hand wrap around your waist and head towards your clit. His long fingers teased the sensitive bud, rubbing another around his shaft and your hole.

"Mm, fuck.." Gojo licked your neck again and started to pick up his pace.

Your choked out whimpers and moans echoing off the tiled walls; mentally praying that your son doesn't get home from Nanami's until dinner. Gojo's teasing and cock eventually brought out your shaky high. The moans and cries of you and the white-haired male made you tense up and blush.

The lewd sounds leaving your husband had your vision blurring and your head spinning. When his shaft left your tight hole, dripping in cum, you let out a mewl at the loss. Gojo giggled at your whine and turned off the shower, grabbing a towel for the both of you.

"N-Now what?" You asked, shaking and following him.

Gojo only pushed you to your bed, a needy growl leaving him when your tits bounced when you landed on the mattress. Blushing when Gojo crawled onto the bed and trapped you underneath him, a goofy grin on his face, you avoided looking at him and stared off at the bedroom door.

"Oh, you should close that." You muttered, pointing at the slightly ajar door. "N-Nanami might bring our son home before we're done-"

"Nah, Y/n." Gojo started peppering kisses down your neck and to your nipples. A quiet whine leaving your lips and your hands instinctively going up to his messy head of hair.

"Yasu isn't going to some home tonight. I asked the principle to have him take care of him for the night since we've been needing some time alone. Doesn't bother you, does it?"

Gojo's lips attached themselves to your erect nub, his tongue swirling around the nipple and his teeth tugging as a tease. The motions making you dizzy and unable to respond as you hadn't been touched for weeks.

"H-hhgnn~ aa-ah~"

"I'll take that as a 'No, it's doesn't, Gojo,' usagi-chan." Gojo giggled, going back to working your pert breasts.

Playing with your soft mounds and pinching them to an absolute oblivion had your head spinning. Soon, you felt a liquid running down your chest and a surprised hum from your husband.

"I- oh, I'm so sorry, Satoru-" Your face heated up, seeing the milk dripping from your chest and onto his hands.

Gojo didn't really respond; just latched himself to your nipple again and drank up the running liquid. A quiet squeak left you at the sight, your eyes widening at it and watching Gojo suck and drink it up.

"G-Gojo, stop it!" You whined, pushing his face away and making you cover your chest.

"Hey, I was drinking that-" Gojo pouted, acting like a child. "Gimme!"

"Aah! Satoru!!"

Gojo flipped you back around, sucking on your nipples until you stopped leaking milk. The warm drink filling his mouth and his cheeks heating up when he realized how much he liked this. Sucking on your nipple and drinking your breast milk was making his cock throb; imagining how fat your tits were now thanks to getting pregnant. Once finished though, he licked his lips and smiled like a happy baby.

"Umai, sweetheart~" He giggled, kissing down your tummy and to your plush thighs.

"M-Mm.."

His hot breathed fanned over your bundle of nerves; your legs shivering at the contrast of breath. Taking your legs over his shoulders, Gojo pressed his thumb to your clit and circled the sensitive nub as his tongue explored your cunny.

Praises left him as he began slurping up your juices; the hot liquid covering his lips, tongue, and chin. Coating the bed sheets as it pooled from your slimy hole. Gojo slipped his fingers in easily, curling his middle and ring finger against your gummy walls as they clenched around the cold metal of the shiny silver loop on his finger.

"C-Cold..." You whimpered, closing your thighs around your husband's head and shutting your eyes tight.

Meanwhile, Gojo was enjoying the show. Watching his little perverted wife cum again and again over mere touches and teases. Wondering how he could make this experience even better than before.

And when his eyes glazed over and wandered to that hidden box in your closet, he smiled.

Bingo.

"Darling, I would like to use something." He stated, standing and removing his fingers from your cunt.

Blinking away the bright light, you watched as Gojo headed over to your 'toy box' and pull it out into the light. Some shined against the dim light, but some were lightly covered in your previous arousal.

Shit..

"S-Satoru, no-" Your face flushed red when he picked up a deep purple dildo and a small egg vibrator.

"Calm down, you've used these before." Running his tongue over the dildo and chuckling at your flushed cheeks.

"I can tell it was recent, too~"

Closing your mouth, you looked up at the ceiling and covered your face. Taking a few breaths, you heard the creak of the mattress and Satoru's weight on the bed. Opening your eyes again, you looked down to see Gojo setting up a few small vibrators with controls onto the mattress.

Looking away from the confusing mess and up at Gojo, who's eyes were trained on the toys.

Turning on the purple dildo, Gojo spread your legs and put enough lube on it for it to slip inside easily. Shuddering at the dildo's vibrations and the constant movement of the toy, your pussy lips stretched around the large girth. Squeezing tightly as Gojo watched your writing body underneath him.

"B-Baby~! N-Nghh~ Wait, I'm.. m-mm~!" You moaned and whimpered, covering your mouth and muffling your noises.

"Ooh, baby~" Gojo cooed, watching the little shudders and twitches your legs do at the slick dick.

Pressing the tip against your cervix and pulling it out, stuffing you again and making lewd moans leak from your throat. Gojo's pace picked up soon, making your insides quiver and clutch the dark cock inside of you.

"Oh, Satoru —f-fuck— please, lemme cum~" You begged, pressing your head into the plush pillow and whining.

Pleas turned into hopeful begging, your breath catching in your throat when you felt that long awaited climax snake through your nethers and explode in your stomach. Cum coated the toy and Gojo's hand, dripping onto the sheets and dampening them even more than earlier.

"Damn, baby. Been wantin' that one for a while, eh?" The blue eyed devil teased, snaking his fingers into your sopping cunt and squirming around.

"It's too muchh.." You drooled, coating your cheek in sticky saliva and spit as Gojo continued his teasing.

"Shh, daddy's here to make you feel better, baby."

Once the shiver was sent up your spine, Gojo flipped you onto your back, returning the cum coated dildo back to it's original place in your heat and spreading your ass cheeks apart for inspection.

"I don't remember the last time I got to get this kinky with you, but I'm happy that I am now." Gojo smiled, collecting arousal from your slick and coming up to coat your small entrance.

"G-Gojo- wait-! U-uhhn~" You face planted into the soft pillow, biting into the fabric and tearing up.

He's being too f-fucking smug and feral..

"Fuck, I've missed hitting you from behind too, sweetheart."

Slipping his middle finger into the tight hole, you whined at the intrusion and tensed up. Your full pussy practically choking the dildo and clenching the toy with every muscle in your lower half. Gojo merely giggled, kissing the small of your back and bee-lining it to your neck, nibbling on the soft flesh of your shoulder.

Moving his finger slowly, he added another and another til you were nice and stretched. The light fuzzy feeling in your head clouding your mind of thought; arousal taking over as your body enjoyed the feelings in your gut.

"Does my little mommy feel good, hmm?" Gojo asked, grunting at the pre leaking from his dicks' tip.

His cock alone was trying to take control; make him do things he knew his mind would go blank for. But, he had to wait. He had waited so long for the weekend to send his kid away and just fuck the soul out of his wife, and now was his chance.

"M-mmph, fuck!" You retorted, choking on air when Gojo retracted his fingers and lubed up his cock.

Pressing the white frosted tip to your quivering hole, Gojo grabbed hold of the vibrating egg toy and inserted it into your rear. A violent shiver was sent up your spine as your eyes widened, nearly crossing when Gojo's tip entered as well.

"Oh~? That's interesting.." He smiled, a smug look on his face as his cock dug deeper into your backdoor.

Barely able to form a single word, you rocked your hips back until Gojo's pelvis pressed against your ass and it soon became a gentle grind. A satisfied sigh left the raging male once you were completely full, seeing his cock spread your ass out for him to fuck.

It's like living in a really good dream..

"I'll take it slow if that's what you- A-Aah~! Hey!" Gojo whined, gripping your hips and stopping you from humping his dick.

"I didn't say you could move, you little pervert!"

An embarrassed blush filled your cheeks, covering your face when Gojo began pulling his cock from your tight hole. The clenching muscles making him groan and push back in, soon getting into a pleasurable but teasing pace. The vibrators sending shivers up your spine as Gojo snapped his hips into yours.

"Such a tight hole, fuckk.." Gojo groaned, gripping your hips and pistoning his cock deeper and deeper.

A few sloppy moans left your drooling mouth, whining like a little kitten for Gojo's cock. The swelling tip hit your womb repeatedly, broken screams and moans echoing the room and down the hall. Gojo's eyes lowered down to watch his cock disappear into your cunny, the white ring forming at the base and dribbling down his balls.

"Uhn~ T-Toru~!" You teared up, choking on a moan. "F-Fuck me- aaah~!"

"Such a little cock slave you are, doll~" Gojo teased, biting his lip and gripping your hips tightly and grinding his reddened tip into you.

"You've been begging for my dick all day long, haven't you? Dying for me to rail you til you're seeing nothing but stars?"

You answered with mewls and pleas for more pleasure, the overwhelming knot in your tummy threatening to burst and make you cum early. Nerves being pushed to the limit as your mind fogged over and turned to mush, the sound of skin slapping and moaning the only thing you can hear as the knot let go.

The orgasm hitting you like a truck as Gojo grinded his cock head into your womb's entrance.

"Oh? That was quick, usagi-chan~!" Gojo teased, as he pulled his length from your clenching hole.

"Is this toy too much for you to handle?"

Dragging his finger up your slit and circling the toy, Gojo removed the sloppy, cum covered, item from your aching hole and licking some of your arousal from the tip of it. A satisfied hum left him as he pulled his length from your tight ass and cleaned himself, lubing up once again and teasing your cunt with the pink head.

"Want daddy to stuff you full, sweetheart?" Gojo asked, licking to dildo clean and dropping it next to him.

Slipping the dripping head in, Gojo slowly let your tight cunt envelop his cock around him. The feeling of being split open taking control of your mind as Gojo began to rock his hips back and forth. The sound of skin against skin soon filling the loud room, the bed constantly creaking and adding to the erotic couple's lewd words and noises.

"Fuck, doll. If I knew you —mm, fuck— wanted dick this bad, I would've come home s-sooner~"

The falter in Gojo's voice making you clench with a vice grip on his cock, feeling the pulsing veins against your plush walls. Snapping his hips forward, loud moans escaped your sore throat as your front fell forward and landing on your pillow.

Tears welded in your eye when Gojo started to edge you; the knot in your tummy practically begging to burst at any given moment. Rocking back and forth, Gojo felt his own high coming closer, so he leaned over your small frame and went faster.

"Fuck— trying to make daddy cum early, yeah?" Gojo teased, nibbling on your neck.

Pistoning his cock deeper into your core, making it feel as if he's rearranging your insides, you cried out. The tears that welded in your eyes fell, fat drops landing onto the pillow beneath you and creating dark spots on the casing.

Gojo hooked his arm around your waist, his fingers finding your swollen clit once again and circling the puffy bundle of nerves.

"Cum for daddy, baby~ C'mon, you can do that, right?" A teasing growl in his normally silky voice edged you closer to your previously delayed orgasm.

"O-Oh! 'M g-gonna cum— a-aah, fuck! —You're gonna make me c-cum-!!" You whined, your lips slowly forming a loose 'O' as Gojo's rod knocked on your little door inside.

"Do it. Cum. Cum on daddy's cock— shit —make me proud, baby girl." Gojo egged you on, the circles on your clit becoming fast-paced and making your head spin.

"B-Baby-! Aah, fuck!!"

The sound of your wetness echoed in Gojo's mind. Brain fogging at the erotic sounds that left you, the constant squeeze of your pussy lips as he forced his cock deeper into your cute hole made his breath hitch.

He loved watching your ass and tits bounce against the repetitive movements, seeing his pelvis hit your cheeks and make that loud slap when his thighs met yours.

This is what he loved, what he jacked off to. The beautiful sight of his love coming undone from his touch.

Seeing new lingerie on your body, hugging every perfect curve, didn't compare. Sure, decorating his beautiful kitten was fun, but seeing the marks of your former pregnancy on your tummy and tits was the real decor. He loved the scars, the looks, the body; everything about you, he adored.

"God, I love you." Gojo smiled, kissing your neck as a shared orgasm ripped through your bodies.

The sheer cry that left you made your jaw ache, taking a deep gasp as you let your head fall against the damp pillow once again. Gojo smiled, circling his hips against yours as you rode out the intense climax you endured. His lips pulling into another soft smile as he peppered kisses up your spine and your swollen lips.

"You made daddy happy, baby. Got me to cum like a fucking horse."

Peppering small kisses on your quivering lips, Gojo hummed in delight and swiped his tongue on you lower lip. Pulling his soft length from your hole, Gojo flipped you around and rested your back against the mattress, continuing the kiss your soft lips.

"Mmn.." He hummed, wrapping his arms around your hips. "So good, baby... mmn... So good for me..."

You merely whined in response, shivering underneath the tall male and hugging his neck. After kissing for another few moments, Gojo pulled you into a cuddling position, spooning you after he had put the dirty toys into the nightstand's drawer.

Smelling nothing but love and sex numbed Gojo's mind. Holding you close to his chest —his heart— and nuzzling into the crook of your shoulder. Slowly, you both succumbed to the calm sounds of each other's breath and fell asleep.

~ :Added Bonus: ~

"I'm spending the night?!" Yasu, your son, smiled. "Yaay!!"

The blonde sorcerer sighed, resting his aching body down on the couch and letting the young boy run upstairs to the spare room used for his visits.

He's going to get a long talk from me about this.. Nanami took in another breath of air, laying on the comfortable couch and resting his head on the pillows.

~~~

Holy shit, that's was a LOT. Sorry it took so goddamn long, but I hope it was worth the wait! I am planning on doing a Nanami Kento fic btw!! ^^ 💕💕

Idk how I'm going to start it, but I hope I do a good job on his character. (He's the most fatherly father figure in the anime, ngl. He's gonna be a toughie!!)

[alastorswifee]

Hello :) Glad to see another TMNT fan! :) If you're still taking requests, can I please request headcanons for Usagi and Raphael from the 2003 version reacting to their female cop S/O helping someone during an emergency?

Oh this is my first Usagi writing, I hope I write him well!<3 @sacredwarrior88

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Usagi

• Usagi couldn’t go out during daylight for obvious reasons, so he’d stay either in alleyways or rooftops to observe you during work

• he doesn’t observe you all the time because he wants you to have time to yourself

• buuut

• he would get curious of your job and what you do

• you have explained it to him already which made him worry for your safety from time to time

• he understands that you’re capable of taking care of yourself but he can’t help but internally worry from time to time

• he truly didn’t want to lose you

• one night you were out on patrol when he witnessed a woman yelling out for help as a man snatched her purse from her hands

• is he stupid? Did he not notice the cop like on the other side of the street?

• either way you took off running after the purse snatcher

• Usagi raises his eyebrow bones and chased after you both along the safety of the rooftops

• he would watch as you cut the guy off and gave him a warning to hand over the purse

• Usagi kept his hand on his katana handle tightly incase of anything

• eventually he watched as you skillfully moved around the guy and swept your foot, knocking him to the concrete ground

• you would quickly pin him down with both of his hands held behind his back and his face against the ground

• you made quick work in cuffing the man much to his demise

• you would proceed to warn him about the taser you have within your reach before taking the purse from him

• the woman would happily thank you and get back to her day

• Usagi was truly impressed

• he’s relieved that you could handle yourself and your job

• he never doubted you but seeing it happen in action is way more reassuring

• a soft smile couldn’t help but make its way onto his face as he watched you go back to your daily patrol

• he truly was happy you could help others and take care of yourself but maybe he’ll have you take up on some self defense lessons of his

Raphael

• it was around night time and you were tasked with the job of night patrol

• it’s not that big of a deal but Raph can’t help but want to accompany you

• you said yes much to your boyfriend’s happiness but you warned him of staying hidden

• he would shrug it off as a simple “yeah yeah I know”

• you two would be leaning against the hood of your cop car talking, raph mostly standing in the shadows incase anyone walking by were to see him

• your eyes suddenly followed a woman as she was looking really jittery and nervous, a quick but frantic pace to her walking

• as she walked by you noticed a guy walking after her, swaying a bit as he walked, his strides were long and lazy

• something inside you perked up, you put a hand up to gesture for Raph to stop talking to which he did

• you slowly walked out from the alleyway area and watched the man and woman walking away

• something didn’t feel right with those two do you simply started following them, your speed picking up to get to the woman

• as you started walking next to the woman, you carefully made her walk in front you before you stopped and turned around

• you blocked the man from making any more movements after the woman causing him to scowl a bit

• you cringed as the smell of alcohol hit your nose..oh he’s drunk

• Raph was perched on the building ledge right above you two, glaring down at the man who was following the woman

• he would watch as you tried to politely ask the man why he was drinking at such a late time at night and if he was heading home

• raph would let out a scowl as the man would rudely answer back to you

• either way you remained calm and continued telling the man that he should head home and sober up

• Raph’s hands suddenly landed on his sais as the man lunged forward at you

• within the blink of an eye you side stepped him and tased him causing him to fall to the floor shaking

• Raph let out a soft chuckle and watched in amusement at the man’s failed attempt to strike at you

• watching you be able to handle a situation on your own and do it in such a badass way made him fall so much more in love with you

[glossytoji]

King's Concubine (18+) - Prelude II

(Mini Series)

Themes (and warnings): Gore. Death. Cannibalism. Sukuna degrades reader. Sukuna becomes touchy. Implied future smut. Terror. Harem.

Sukuna x F!Reader

OC: Ryomen Akira = Reader

[In where Ryomen Akira -one of the concubines of Ryomen Sukuna's harem- has remained invisible at the King's eyes, until the death of his favorite concubine...]

Main Masterlist | Series Masterlist | Prelude I

Prelude II - The ill-fated women.

Wails chorused throughout the concubines' common room. The news have finally reached them. She was able to create strong bonds among the harem yet there's nothing they could do. Ryomen Usagi, the apple of the King's eyes is dead. Mercilessly and violently killed by no other than the King himself.

"B-but— didn't he cherish her?!" One of the concubines, named Lia, mourns.

"Shh— shh— he might hear y-you." A fellow concubine, named Rhee comforted, while struggling to fight through her sobs.

Eleven. Only eleven out of twenty concubines have made it this far since last year. Akira was the ninteenth addition. Despite being a part of the harem for a year, she remained closed off, quietly tucked in the corner as if almost blending with the floorboards while the rest of the harem sometimes forgot she existed. She wanted to keep it that way. Out of control, her body started to shiver in fear, the apple's death would surely mean that the King would personally visit the concubines' quarter so that he could hunt his next prey. She prayed so hard to the heavens that she'd vanish to air, or even turn to one of the extravagant floor boards of the imperial house. Usagi was kind but she was getting delusional–as per rumors, the King must have felt insulted. Rumors were circulating that before everyone else was added as a Concubine, Usagi was already around for the longest. Akira's eyes trailed around the room and landed on Rhee's form. Six years. Rhee has been around for six years, only second to Usagi. No one truly knows how long Usagi was around, but it surely was more than Rhee's span. Akira's breath staggered, as she tucked her knees to her chest, shaking for her life. How could the King easily discard someone like Usagi? Someone as loyal and faithful like Usagi?

"W-we're giving her a proper b-burial right?" The youngest in the room, who goes by the name Ivy, staggered. Rhee heaved a shaky breath, she knows about the truth but decided to keep her mouth sealed at their brutal reality.

"There's nothing left of her." From the other end of the room, a stern yet defeated voice said.

"Aiko!" Rhee hissed, the younger ones— Ivy and Lia— sobbed harder at the revelation.

"What?! We can't live at this faux paradise anymore! If someone like Usagi has died, what chances do we have left?! Might as well die sooner!" Aiko hissed, a pained look— contrast to her previously stoic one— has now painted her face.

"Aiko... I'm begging you to p-please shut up." Rhee shakily spoke in whispers. The rest of the Concubines remained quiet. Despite being the wives of Ryomen Sukuna, there's still an obvious system of hierarchy that's going on among them. The concubines who despises Sukuna yet never vocally opposed him, the scared concubines, and the delusional ones; the ones who're thinking they'd have a chance at pleasing him, and earning a special spot next to him— those were the ones who remained quiet, thinking that the death was well-deserved— those who licks the King's foot even though blatant facts of tyranny and cruelty are outright presented in their faces.

"Rhee!—" Aiko hissed, now breaking into sobs.

"He ate what's left of her!" Aiko added, whisper-shouted in fury, aggressively pointing her finger to nowhere.

"W-what?" Rhee asked. As if there voices was tangible, it was snatched, making the room go silent to the point where they could hear everybody else's breathing.

"U-uraume, poured her remains in a pot.  I-I saw him—"

"Th-this is m-madness." The recent addition, Sora's voice shook in fear, overwhelmed by the sudden revelation. She was only added a week before the incident, she refused to believe the King would do this, the night after she married the King, they were just passionate despite him being rough, she refused to believe that the same King that she had just bedded just did those atrocities.

"Aiko stop, you might be killed for treason!" Rhee exclaimed, almost lost in her panic, she couldn't afford to lose Aiko too.

"For what? Saying the truth? Rhee!! I just saw a whole chunk of arm stuck out of the boiling pot as if she's just resting like in her bath but no! Stop pretending Rhee! It was the same bracelet that you made on those very wrist—"

A sudden shrill interrupted Aiko's hysterical rant, it was the neophyte. Sora immediately dashed through the large double doors yet before Rhee could stop the poor concubine, Aiko sprinted and jumped at Rhee's form to tackle her down.

"Aiko— let me fucking go! She's gonna die!!" Rhee hissed in desperation, as tears of horror streams down her face. She struggled to push off Aiko's weight above her yet Aiko did not budge at all.

"No, Rhee. Let her be. Death would be her blessing. The sooner she dies the lesser her tragedy and misery." Aiko coldly said as she tightens her grip down on Rhee. While Rhee sobs for their misery, as if owning one for the ill-fated team.

Aiko's aforementioned lines about the death of Usagi must have echoed on the rest of the concubines' ears. Akira tried to fight the bile in her throat from further rising. When will she ever get used to this?

A gag could be heard among the concubines and before they could stop the culprit, Ivy, the youngest among the harem has pushed all the contents out from her stomach. Wrapping her arms around her abdomen as she pukes whatever she can on the carpeted floor. As if a domino is being toppled, two of the other concubines followed suit. Akira shuts her eyes and lips with equal fervor, praying for the bile to run back to her stomach.

A chuckle has escaped from one of the concubines. Akira's fist clenched at bone-chilling chuckle, it was the woman from the west of the damned land.

"I think it's clear here that what you have all discussed calls for treason." The woman taunted, as she remains seated at one of the couches at the further part of the room, along with her small circle of concubines. The various circles among the harem has become quite evident. Mitsuki, the woman who licks the King's path— has also formed an alliance among the two other concubines with the same interests.

"The King should probably come tonight. If you don't want to be chosen, better shut up and help me win the spot. It's a win-win for us right?" A glint of her hopeful voice contrasted her deranged expression. Looks of disgusts are evidently painted on the faces of Rhee and Aiko while the rest remained with a distressed one.

"Right." Rhee mumbled, as deranged as Mitsuki could be, she could be their momentary ticket of peace just like Usagi. Despite of Mitsuki's madness, Akira was somehow relieved that someone like her is in the harem, she could remain invisible as long as Mitsuki does not die.

"An—" Mitsuki was interrupted. Loud yet consistent knocks at the double doors of the concubines' common room echoed through out before it was pushed open. It was Uraume, with the typical stoic look painted on their face.

"His highness has requested the presence of his concubines for dinner. Present yourselves well." Uraume announced, in a typical monotone voice. Right after the short announcement, the room fell silent. Akira could feel her soul attempt to escape her body. The ladies-in-waiting pushed through the doors— in a very organized manner— as they've respectively came to fetch their concubines, Uraume vanished out of the spot.

"Fuck." Aiko muttered as she wordlessly followed her lady-in-waiting. Each concubine was provided with individual luxurious quarters, one of the good perks for being the King's concubine. Each step Akira takes towards her quarters, she felt her knees wobbled.

"My lady..." a worried tone was being expressed by her lady-in-waiting, Yuna.  Yuna is loyal to Sukuna yet loyal to Akira as well; she never invalidated the rational fears of the concubine, instead she comforted her but despite of her attempts at sending her one, Akira remained annoyed at the lady. Yuna has served the King as soon as she has come out of age, her kin comes from a long line of sorcerers who has also served Sukuna; the clan where Yuna comes from are loyal and devoted to the King.

As soon as Akira arrived at her quarters , she immediately flopped herself on top of the large bed as she curls her body towards her chest, meanwhile Yuna headed towards the giant wardrobe to prepare an outfit for the lady, then immediately rushed to prepare the bath.

Her fists clenched, muttering a repeated chant to beg the heavens that the King would remain a blind eye to her.

To Akira's misfortune, the King has requested to organize the concubines—in the extravagant dining table— according to those with the least experience with him, towards those who has the most experience with the King. If Akira's bladder weren't pissed dry, she would have pissed on her very chair. At the head of the table, the King is seated and to his right is Akira and to his left is Ivy. Surprisingly enough, Ivy, who is actually the next one to arrive next to Rhee has very few to none encounters with the King. She was young. The lady just turned nineteen this year; Ivy was sent in as offering when she was only fourteen. It was said that the village where Ivy came from was burned when Sukuna took heed of Ivy's immature form, he mercilessly slaughtered the village's chief as a lesson. As what the rumors would say, Sukuna is disgusted by the idea of an immature lady as his concubine. Maybe it has to do with the tiny amount of humanity the King has, or maybe it has to do with the grade and quality of flesh that goes in line with his tastes.

Either way, the King has never forced his way with his concubines yet rumors of a concubine rejecting the King's advances was never heard of. As Akira would remain silent in the concubine's common room, her ears remained perk as she gathers any information she can get among the concubine's experiences with the King. She would always remember how Usagi would return at the room, worn-out from their midnight activities. She would never forget how Mitsuki always praises the King's ability in bed, the size of his girth, and the path he walks on. No one is yet to experience the King's mouth on their cunt, Mitsuki would say and has claimed she would be the first to do so.

Mitsuki would often return the next day with her wrist bruised yet contrary to what her body went through, she was pleased that she was chosen for the night.

Silence suddenly echoed throughout the dining hall, the clatter of expensive utensils has suddenly come to a halt. Akira immediately came back to her senses and realized that all eyes were on her, her blood went cold when she realized that the King was intently looking at her face. The woman to her right, Yeri, nudged her foot under the long table against Akira's.

"His highness, asked a question." She muttered under her breath, stiff as ever, worried about the fate of the woman to her left.

"Your highness..." Akira queried, trying her best to maintain the stability of her voice.

"Are you mad at me, my darling? Your King has neglected you for a long time. You should be." Sukuna taunted, resting his chin on his propped up right hand on the table, as his intimidating stare penetrated toward her skull.

"N-no, your highness." Akira staggered, a sharp pumping beneath her chest has further encouraged her discomfort.

"Should I please you?" Sukuna further taunted, he knew what he was doing, he smirked as he waited for her façade to break. Even if she was placed miles from him, he would still hear the harsh pitter patters of her fragile heart. She was mortified by him and that riled him up.

He then tauntingly traced her skin from her wrist to her neck with his sharp talons that he could summon anytime, one wrong move and he would surely pierce her jugular vein.

"My darling must have been lonely..." Sukuna continued as he now rests his palm against her soft cheeks, caressing as if he didn't have a violent bone in his body.

"Come." He urged, a look of horror broke to Akira's face as she watched him gesture to his lap. Some of the concubines worriedly hissed at her blatant display of terror. Shakily, Akira stood and pushed her knees forward with her remaining will. Her luck must have run out by now. Afterall, she was avoiding him for a successful year. Her thoughts immediately recalled how the King has never done this to anyone before, she was suddenly sure that it was a test. She immediately resorted to kneeling before him with her eyes on the ground,

"I-I am not worthy to be sitting on your highness' lap." She croaked out, which made the King boisterously laugh, a laugh that sent chills down on everybody's backs but wetness on Mitsuki's cunt. She was enraged and jealous, she was prepared and more than willing, how could she suddenly be seated almost the furthest apart from the King?

Akira's form trembled, as she sucks in her breath, waiting for what the King has to say.

"My lowly wife, you truly do know your place. I'm assuming you've knelt down as you would rather suck my cock then? Be my guest." He remarked, which made Akira's breath evidently stutter. Sukuna rested both of his arms on either side of the chair, as his devilishly handsome face continued to face in her direction. His smirk widened, he run his tongue through his lips as he studied her form.

"Tsk, would you really not sit on your King's lap?" He once again leaned his chin on his now propped hand on the arm of the chair, his voice now expressing boredom. The King was unpredictable, the closest one to understanding the King was Usagi but in the end, her attempts were in vain. Any moment by now, the dining hall would be a bloodshed if Akira continues to bore the King.

"Do it." Yeri hissed, her palms now tightly gripping on the arms of her chair. Yeri, suddenly became stiff as Sukuna suddenly stared at her. She couldn't believe she risked her tongue being cut off.

"As y-you wish, my King." Akira said, as she pushed herself from the floor and towards the King's lap. As two of his arms, snaked around her waist to pull her tight against his throbbing cock, jealousy was seething over Mitsuki. The King has never done this for anyone, she didn't understand what's going on, why would the King allow someone like her to be in his lap. His face buried at the crook of her neck, as he sniffs her.

"You look beautiful tonight, my darling." He whispered against her ear as his right hand snaked under her dress, running circles in her thigh.

"You smell good." He inhaled as he placed a soft kiss at her jugular. Some of the concubines remained their eyes on the their utensils; in fear that their stares might piss the King, while some have studied the unusual interaction; fearing as well that if they might look otherwise, they might be punished. Her form trembled against Sukuna's huge body, Sukuna carressed the supple flesh of her thighs. A small gasp escaped her lips as his huge palm softly squeezed the flesh on her ass, he immediately traced his hands back to her thighs and caresses her there.

"Shh," Sukuna whispered against her ear, as if cooing a sobbing child. His warm breaths has sent shivers down her spine.

"Relax, darling. It's just me your husband." He whispered on her ear, as he then placed a chaste kiss on the side of her forehead. It would have seemed sweet instead of terrifying if it was on different circumstances. The eyes of the concubines have widened at the King's attitude towards Akira. Akira was torn between becoming angry or fearing for her life, maybe she could pull off both. What game is he playing?, Akira thought, as terror filled her being.

His favor was made clear to everybody. The apple was indeed long gone. Akira  had just earned the title as the King's darling.

He momentarily stopped his ministrations against her thigh as he glanced at the rest of his concubines, the air suddenly went cold, anticipation pumping their veins.

"Go on, eat. Don't mind us." He urged while gently rubbing his clothed cock against Akira's bottom. She held her breath. Everyone was unaware of his ministrations as the long table has hindered them from prying eyes. His index finger tapped on her clit from under the table; her body jolted at the sudden contact.

"Are you hungry, darling?" He asked, as he gently pulled her body against his throbbing cock. Akira gulped, the bulge was indeed big like the rumors would say. He wouldn't take her tonight, or would he?

"Your skin and flesh seems healthy..." he comments as his knuckles now traced her exposed arms. Akira winced at the comments, he wouldn't stuff and feed on her as if she's thanksgiving's turkey right?

Cannibalistic freak, she thought. It's evident in her face that she's in fear and is disgusted which made Rhee subtly shake her head in worry and mouth her the word "stop" telling her to just deal with it. Akira nodded. She took deep breaths and prayed to the heavens she would vanish in his grasp.

"You." Sukuna suddenly said, immediately stopping the clattering noise once more. Akira's breathing hitched.

"Y-your highness?" Rhee, who is caught off guard, stammered. Sukuna never really bothered on mentioning names at all, despite of his harem often exceeding a dozen. If he calls for "you". You must understand who he meant by that.

"Hmmm, don't be late." And just like that he stood up, making Akira do the same in the process. Everybody knew what he meant by those three words. Tonight, it's Rhee's turn which made her gulp the extravagant meal down her throat without chewing. All eyes were now back on Akira... wasn't she chosen for the night? Mitsuki snorted, finding the whole scene funny.

"You too." Sukuna suddenly said once more.

"Yes, your highness." Mitsuki firmly said. Now grinning from ear to ear. Akira remained standing and glued in place. Her back nearly touching the King's large build.

"And as for you darling... eat well. I'll make it up to you." He whispered on Akira's ears, squeezing her waist in the process. Akira's head started to pound. Contrary to the talks of the town, he was behaving in a saccharine manner. Suddenly upholding the virtues of a true husband as if he was not absent for a year, as if it's just the two of them.

Growing up, she has never exactly pictured herself to be married and if she ever would be, she always prayed to the heavens that it wouldn't be in a loveless one. She prayed that if she gets married, she gets married with someone who makes her sleep peacefully at night. She would rather be single for the rest of her life than be in a miserable relationship— at least that's what she said to her friends who cried over assholes for breaking their hearts. But the joke is on her, who is in a loveless and miserable relationship now? She scoffed at the irony.

"Hey, Akira was it? Eat well, you need to remain healthy." Rhee, who is now standing beside her jolted her from her thoughts. Akira remained glued on her spot.

"You're worried about the wrong person here." Akira mumbled, this is probably the first time she had properly conversed with another concubine.

"I'll be fine. I'm used to it." Rhee assured. Rhee then gently tugged Akira to place her back on her seat.

"Please eat." Rhee urged.

"He might kill you." Akira suddenly said, eyeing Rhee's form that is standing beside her.

"I honestly thought you couldn't speak. You should talk often, you have a nice voice." Rhee light-heartedly said instead.

"I'm serious." Akira argued, her voice sharp and wrapped in dread. Rhee sighed, her shoulders suddenly slouched.

"I know. But not tonight." Rhee said, as if she rejected a girls' night out due to exhaustion.

"And besides, he is GOOD in bed. So..." Rhee playfully joked yet turned awkward at the end. Akira's face scrunch up in disgust.

"You don't hold back do you?" Rhee teased, laughing at her blatantly disgusted feature.

"Do- nevermind." Akira mumbled, waving her hand off as she tries to divert her focus back on the soup before her.

"What is it?" A kind and patient smile has now painted on Rhee's face. Fuck it, Akira thought. Just this once, she'll interact.

"Do you still have to go though? Didn't he..." Akira trailed off as she nudges her head towards where Mitsuki is seated. Akira sipped on her soup, despite not being in the mood to eat anything.

"Oh? We're going together." The remark made Akira spit her soup back the fine china. The concubine's caught sight of the situation which made the room burst in chorus of ews. Disgusted stares were thrown her way. This is not how a concubine should act— as per every concubine.

"What?" She gasped, couldn't care less about the disgusted remarks. Rhee only chuckled at her expression— contrast to her typically stoic one, Akira's face could actually produce adorable reactions. Heels pattered throughout the dining hall, Mitsuki walked pass them.

"Don't wanna be late." Mitsuki shrugged, leaving the hall.

Chapter 1

[beewolfwrites]

An Iron Box - The Answer

@cheshiya @tenseoyong @szallejhscorner @something-more-original-please @ofsunsetsandpoetries @nek0dzuken @allozaur @hiqhkey @serenzippity

That rooftop scene is growing closer, and so is my excitement :D

I’ve noticed a few new readers, and I just wanted to add a heads up that you can find the Tumblr post links and the AO3 links to each of the three fics at the top of my Tumblr, if that helps at all! 

Here’s the AO3 link to this chapter too.  

I hope you like it! <3

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‘Chishiya, I’d hate to be your enemy.’ 

When Arisu had spoken those words right as he punched in the code, he’d already made his fatal mistake.

You are all my enemies, in a way.   

I stood back, watching as Arisu’s bloodied and unconscious body was slung over a militant’s shoulder and carried out of the royal suite. Usagi went next, kicking and screaming her boyfriend’s name. Just as she was dragged out the door, her eyes locked on me, and I could see the sheer betrayal there, the hatred burning and seething under her skin. 

I simply smiled. 

It wasn’t personal. It’s just how this world works.

Sometimes you have to sacrifice a pawn to reach the king. 

The rest of us meandered out into the hall where the two traitors were being hauled towards their fate. I felt a hand clamp firmly on my shoulder, and fought the urge to move away when I saw Aguni standing beside me.

‘You did good, Chishiya. I never did trust those two.’ 

You should rethink where you put your trust. 

‘Don’t mention it,’ I said. ‘It’s the least I could do.’ 

There was a furious cry down the hall as Usagi bit someone’s hand, followed by a slap, and then silence. I already had an inkling about what would happen to the two of them. Knowing Niragi, he would have some fun with Usagi before disposing of her. Perhaps I should’ve felt guilty. Some people certainly would. But there was a small, satisfied part of me that was glad it was her instead of... 

‘That reminds me,’ Aguni said. ‘How did you know about them?’ 

‘Ah… that.’ I took the walkie talkie out of my pocket and flashed it to him. ‘They tried to get me to join them. I went along with it to find out the details, and you know the rest.’ 

Aguni’s brows furrowed at the sight of the device, but he didn’t ask to inspect or keep it. That’s when I knew I had him wrapped around my finger. 

‘I understand. If you see any other suspicious behaviour, let me know.’ 

‘Of course.’ 

I nodded politely as he disappeared down the hall and submerged himself in his room.

Now that those two were taken care of, the militants would be distracted for a little while. That left us a generous amount of time until dark, although the real plan wouldn’t take long to execute, especially now I knew where the actual safe was.  

Aguni may have been observant, but not nearly as observant as I was. Knowing that he had come so close to having the cards snatched from right under his nose, it would’ve unsettled anyone. And in such an unstable situation, it was only human nature to seek stability by making sure that your precious items are untouched. 

I guess I was wrong about the blank sheet. 

There was a room on the top floor that I knew wasn’t currently being used. In such close proximity to the royal suite, it was the perfect hideout where I could talk into the walkie talkie without worrying about eavesdroppers. 

Slipping inside, I pulled it from my pocket once again to tune it to a radio frequency I had told Kuina about earlier. Knowing her, she would have tuned (name’s) to the same one right after Arisu’s capture. 

I lifted the walkie talkie to my mouth. ‘Kuina?’ 

There was a drawn out moment of static, then Kuina’s voice crackled through. ‘I’m here. (Name) still needs a minute though.’ 

I figured as much. Once she realised what was happening, it was inevitable that she would react badly. Having Kuina there to keep her away from Arisu and Usagi had been for the best. And now she knew that I had unwillingly involved her in a plan like this, her opinion of me had probably sunk lower than before. 

Is this also for the best? 

I sat down on the unused bed, deciding that yes, it was. She would only be a distraction. If it came down to it, I needed to survive. And once we left the Beach, if she despised me so much that she chose to go down a separate path, it couldn’t be better. 

But still… 

‘Chishiya.’ Kuina’s voice interrupted the quiet. ‘I hope you feel guilty for this. I seriously hope a small part of you realises how screwed up this was.’ 

I smiled at her lack of understanding. I realised perfectly well, but for the sake of surviving in a world like this, you couldn’t allow yourself to slip to the bottom of the food chain.

‘You’ve changed your tune,’ I replied. ‘Are you backing out all of a sudden?’ 

‘Of course not. I can’t afford to, and neither can (name).’ She paused, then tentatively asked, ‘Did you know? About her… and you, you know.’ 

‘I have no idea what you’re talking about.’ 

‘Did you know she had feel—’ Kuina’s voice stopped, then she hushed, ‘She’s coming out now. We’ll be upstairs soon.’ 

The communication cut off, and all I could do was wait until they were in position. Wait, and mull over Kuina’s unfinished question. Obviously, they had been talking about me, but I almost didn’t want to know what they had said. 

I waited fifteen minutes, and there was still no sign from either of them. If they carried on at this speed, we would run out of time. Growing restless, I held up the walkie talkie. 

‘You two, how are things on your side?’

There was no response, but they would have to reply eventually. What I didn’t expect was her voice to come through. 

‘You’re all good to go from where I’m standing.’ Her voice was still dripping with unspoken anger and betrayal, and it was surprising she was even willing to talk to me. 

So you’re not as childish as you act. Who would’ve thought. 

‘Aguni’s still in his room,’ Kuina followed up with a sigh. ‘We’re getting bored now.’ 

‘Then should we get going with the plan?’ I suggested. The reply I got was scathing. 

‘We’ve already gotten going. It’s you who needs to hurry up.’ 

That attitude, it was almost laughable. How commanding (name) had become in an instant, as if she weren’t tagging along on someone else’s plan.

‘Patience,’ I reminded her, and turning down the volume on the walkie talkie, I cracked open the door. 

In the hall, there wasn’t a soul in sight. It couldn’t have been more perfect. The royal suite was unguarded, and I easily slipped by unnoticed. Inside, the room was bathed in darkness, and it became apparent Aguni hadn’t yet bothered to move his belongings in. There were still traces of the incident earlier. The carpet by the open wardrobe was spotted with blood. Arisu’s blood. 

I turned the volume on the walkie talkie back up. ‘I don’t know if Arisu is stupid or intelligent. Hatter was paranoid. He wouldn’t have hidden the cards in a normal safe.’

‘Where’s the real one then?’ Kuina asked. 

I turned to the deer painting on the wall. It didn’t particularly stand out as anything special, just a deer’s face and antlers against a blue toned background. And yet earlier that day, despite all the commotion and Arisu’s screams of pain, it had captured Aguni’s focus. 

‘When Arisu was caught,’ I said, slowly approaching the painting, ‘Aguni wasn’t paying attention. He was looking towards a certain picture on the wall. It turns out the paper wasn’t empty after all. It contained a drawing instead.’ 

Briefly placing the walkie talkie on a side table, I lifted the painting from the wall, uncovering the hidden treasure that I had been hoping for. The plaster had been carved up, forming a hole large enough to jam a small safe inside. And sure enough, there it was. A hotel safe, much like the one Arisu had tried, was embedded deep into the wall. 

Her voice, sounded through the static. ‘So, you had no idea where it was until then?’ 

I picked up the walkie talkie again. ‘Exactly. What happened to Arisu was necessary if we were going to find the real safe. Speaking of which, I’ve found it.’ 

Now it was the moment of truth. The final test to see if my code was correct. I punched the numbers in one by one. 8022. Each one held its own magnitude, and I half-expected an alarm to ring out. 

Except it didn’t. The safe display read ‘OPEN’. 

‘You used him just for that?’ was Kuina’s tired response. 

Really, after all this time, did she not realise that this was the price one had to pay? This world had a certain dynamic. In order to survive, you couldn’t allow yourself to get caught up in guilt or shame. 

‘In order to gain something, you have to lose something,’ I said. ‘He’s just a sacrifice. Things like this happen a lot, don’t they?’

'No, they don’t. Not at all. I really don’t want to be your enemy.’

I smiled, remembering the betrayal in Arisu’s expression. ‘I get that a lot.’ 

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The deck was like a weight, swinging in my pocket. A surefire sense of power and danger, all hidden within a stack of cards. There was no way of knowing whether collecting them granted any passage back to the old world. But there was also nothing to prove that they didn’t. 

Either way, I’m certain something will happen once the deck is completed. 

These cards couldn’t be for nothing. 

After replacing the painting, I told Kuina and (name) to meet me near the patio exit at the east of the hotel. I could’ve caught up with them on my way down from the top floor, but I wanted to make a small diversion. 

I’d never felt any attachment to my room, and even now as I took one last look, there was nothing in particular keeping me here. 

Well, maybe just one thing. 

Pulling open the second drawer down on the desk, I felt around at the back for the tiny box. It was only small, and the ring inside even smaller. It sat open in the palm of my hand, the silver fashioned into a small sun with a glistening green centre. 

Somehow, its weight was even heavier than the cards. 

Is there any point?

I could’ve easily slipped it into my pocket, but it was practically useless. Even if I gave it to her, she would instantly reject it. 

I placed the box back in the draw. It would stay a secret for the next person moving into this room. As I shut the drawer, I suddenly remembered another, darker secret hidden inside the one below. I opened it up, seeing the little souvenir I’d taken from my first game. 

The pistol glistened inside, metallic and dangerous. Now that would certainly keep Niragi at bay. But again, was it worth it? It didn’t hold many bullets, and it wouldn’t stand a chance against a rifle. Once we were out of here, I could probably find something a little bigger, perhaps in Tokyo’s empty Yakuza hotspots. 

I left it there along with the ring. Even walking away felt like tugging at a string that kept pulling me back towards that tiny box. I would have to rip that string apart. 

Making my way down through the hotel, I strolled outside, dipping into the smaller paths where the patio was peaceful. The only sounds were the faded music drowned out by wind, and the soft trill of crickets. Two silhouettes came into view, one basking in the glow beneath a lamppost, the other hidden against the wall in its shadow. 

‘I guess we won’t be needing these anymore.’ I pulled off the wristband I had gotten so used to wearing. Just as I reached the brick archway at the edge of the grounds, Kuina spoke.

‘Don’t you feel sorry?’ 

I paused. ‘Sorry?’ 

‘About what happened to Arisu,’ (name) said. ‘I feel really sorry for him. We both do.’

Kuina hummed in agreement. ‘Don’t you?’

I turned, glancing from Kuina’s frown to the figure behind her. No matter how hard she tried to hide in her friend’s shadow, I could always find her, especially when her eyes looked so full of anger and hurt. Standing there, both bracing themselves against the cold, the two of them echoed off one another in perfect harmony. 

‘I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.’ 

I knew what line came next. She didn’t have to sing, so long as she was still breathing. Perhaps I could make her understand. 

‘Is there anything we wouldn’t do in order to survive?’ 

Clearly, there was. Their eyes widened, as if the truth of this world hadn’t fully hit them yet. As if all my efforts had been for nothing in their eyes. 

Fine. Very well. 

I smiled, no longer caring to hide the bitterness. ‘If you both feel so worried, then maybe you should go and help him.’ 

And of course, neither of them budged. They knew they couldn’t. They were both so happy to come with me if it meant escaping the Beach, yet they still felt the right to criticise my methods. I turned back towards the arch and took the first step forward into freedom, only to hear that tiny, oh-so-familiar sound. 

A buzzing. 

‘It can’t be,’ I muttered. 

This was always a possibility. But why here? Why now? Why, when I was so close to winning? Any other time, and I wouldn’t have minded. This, however, was simply annoying. 

I was so deep in thought, I barely registered the footsteps behind me… the familiar form sliding past me… walking closer towards the arch. 

‘Stop.’

My hand moved on its own, grabbing her wrist and tugging her back just in time. For one small second I felt the heat of her skin, right before it was yanked out of my grip. 

‘What do you think you’re doing?’ She touched her wrist as if it had been burned, unaware that it had been the other way around. 

I couldn’t answer. The cold had settled back in, the emptiness. It only confirmed that nagging suspicion I already knew. The reason I couldn’t rip the string apart. She was the answer.

Kuina appeared at my side, waiting for an explanation. Her presence reminded me that there was something far, far more pressing at stake. Suddenly remembering the wristband I was holding, I tossed it into the arch. 

A glowing red laser shot through the centre and it clattered to the ground. 

The timing was almost ironic, too perfect to be true. Almost like the gamemasters had been watching us all along, just as they had with that little stunt they pulled in the Eight of Hearts. As frustrating as this was, I had to admire their creativity. 

I sighed, turning around to see a wall of lasers appear along the parameters of the hotel.

Touche. 

[bluepeachstudios]

So apparently there was a problem with the ficlet post (my guess is it has something to do with me copy-pasting from google docs?) so I'm gonna repost it.

I wanna preface this by saying I went a little ham while still trying to keep it short because this is an ask but here have this bASICALLY A FICLET???

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Shoyo clutched Hiwako against his chest, keeping as quiet as possible despite his pounding heart and rapid breaths. He was used to his parents and uncles getting involved in fights, though they would usually send someone away with the two of them. This time was different, though. This time he was told to take Hiwako and hide as best he could.

It hadn’t been good enough, because now they were sitting in a burlap sack, and Shoyo’s screams hadn’t been heard over the shouts and gunfire. The fight had faded away a long time ago. Shoyo tried to remember everything he could hear, everything he noticed, but god was he terrified. He’d never been separated from his family like this before.

He prayed to the gods, to his family, that they would find him and his sister quickly.

They were dumped out of the sack unceremoniously and into bright lights. Shoyo curled around his baby sister and hit the ground with a grunt, tail twitching in irritation. He sat up, and faced down the largest man he’d ever seen sitting behind a desk.

“What is this?” Hun asked his subordinate. “Rabbit freaks?”

“They were with the turtles,” The other man said. “And that rabbit guy.”

Hun considered this. He got up from his desk and picked up Shoyo by the scruff, shaking Hiwako loose from his arms. She was still small enough for Hun to hold her in the palm of his hand without trouble.

“How do you know the turtles?” Hun asked Shoyo.

Shoyo kicked out fiercely, the way Uncle Raph had shown him, claws extended, and the scar on Hun’s face had a matching set on the opposite cheek. Hun threw him down and Shoyo bounced with a yelp.

“Get me a dog kennel,” Hun snarled, looking down at Shoyo and Hiwako with a sneer. “Now.”

“Yes sir.”

“My dads are gonna come and defeat you,” Shoyo said, puffing his chest out as bravely as he could manage. “They’re gonna come and get us and stop you!”

Hun blinked slowly, hand lowering. He looked at Shoyo and then Hiwako.

“Dads?” He asked, paling.

“Yeah!” Shoyo got to his feet and reached towards Hiwako.

Hun, in his stunned state, merely lowered her for Shoyo to take into his arms again. “Uh… Who’s your dads?”

“Leonardo and Usagi Miyamoto!” Shoyo said proudly.

Hun scowled and turned to his desk, snatching up the phone and hitting the speed dial. “Lock down the building,” He said, voice an octave higher than usual. “We’re about to get hit by something big.”

The moment the turtles figured out that Shoyo and Hiwako were missing, the family became an unstoppable force. Raph and Mikey snatched up the leader of the group of Purple Dragons they’d come across and tied him down, making the perfect interrogation team with Raph’s brutality and Mikey’s nonchalance.

Donnie activated the little tracking chips in the bracelets he’d gifted both of the kids recently. They notified Splinter what was going on and he arrived on the surface not minutes later, along with Casey and April. Angel was babysitting Melany.

Once they figured out where the kids were, the same force that had defeated an alien warmonger and an ancient demon headed towards the Purple Dragon’s headquarters with the ferocity of an incoming hurricane.

Donnie didn’t bother with the doors; he crashed the battle shell straight through them, barrelling through the wall. Donnie set the battle shell to keep causing commotion while they made their way through Purple Dragons to the top floor of the building.

Hun paced anxiously in his office, scowling as he heard the sounds of fighting getting closer and closer, more of his people calling in to say monsters had arrived and the Dragons were dropping like flies.

He spun to look towards the couch, which Shoyo had scrambled under with Hiwako. The only sign they were there was the occasional sneeze from all the dust and Hiwako’s little voice asking where daddy and papa were, getting more distressed with each ‘they’re coming’.

Shoyo, to his credit, was doing his best to keep her quiet. He hummed the same lullaby Usagi sang them to sleep with.

Hun lifted up the couch and Shoyo hissed; a habit he’d picked up from the turtle side of his family. Hun ignored him, reaching out to grab him, but Shoyo kicked again, claws biting skin, and Hun cussed before snatching them both up in his fist.

“Keep still, brat,” Hun snarled. “Or I’ll squish you both.”

Shoyo begrudgingly fell still, clutching Hiwako to his chest. He could hear fighting, familiar sounds that he knew were his family coming for him. Hun didn’t stand a chance.

Leo busted down the door like a battering ram, breaking the door before the lock snapped. Though Hun did his best to appear calm and confident about the situation, he had never seen the turtle look so furious before.

Hun didn’t have time to get a word out before Usagi streaked past Leo and nearly cut Hun’s arm off. Hun dropped the kids just before the sword hit, and Usagi’s direction changed to catch them against his chest, rolling with them tucked close. Leo leapt over him, Raph at his side as they both attacked.

Hun found himself hanging from the window ledge by the tips of his fingers, eyes huge as he stared up at two white-eyed turtles with murderous intent on their faces.

“Daddy!” Shoyo called for Leo, and Leo’s expression softened. He turned away from the window, leaving only Raph glaring down at him.

Raph crouched down and stabbed a sai right between Hun’s fingers.

“You mess with those kids again,” Raph growled. “And I’ll hunt you down personally, Hun. You got that?”

“Yeah, sure,” Hun nodded rapidly, eyeing the sai less than a half inch from his lifeline.

“I suggest you stay there until we leave. I don’t know what I’ll do if I see your stupid face,” Raph stood, pulling his sai away and turning back to the family reunion.

Usagi passed Shoyo to Leo once he’d checked them both over for injuries, and Leo folded his son in his arms, pressing kisses to his head. Shoyo nuzzled close, tucking himself under Leo’s chin comfortably. The family surrounded Leo and Usagi, giving little back rubs and petting ears comfortingly, everyone relieved.

“Thank the gods you’re safe,” Usagi breathed, nosing the top of Hiwako’s head.

“Papa,” She giggled, hugging his head.

“I’m sorry, Dad,” Shoyo whimpered. “I didn’t hide good enough.”

“You did great, Shoyo,” Leo told him. “Wonderful.”

“I told him you’d come,” Shoyo said triumphantly despite the tears of relief in his eyes.

“You were so brave,” Leo praised, squeezing him gently. “You’re safe now.”

“I know,” Shoyo mumbled, nuzzling closer. “That was scary.”

“Yeah,” Mikey grinned. “But you handled it like a champ! You’ll take my Battle Nexus Championship from me in no time!”

“You’re safe now,” Usagi reassured Shoyo, leaning over to nuzzle their noses together.

“We should get out of here,” Donnie pointed out. “More Purple Dragons are bound to be on the way.”

“Yeah, we’re already leaving Hun hanging,” Mikey joked, jerking a thumb towards the window.

Casey groaned and April giggled, Raph giving Mikey an affectionate smack on the head. Shoyo relaxed as Usagi passed Hiwako to Leo, taking his sister up into his arms to snuggle her safely as Leo did the both of them.

The family formed a rank around Leo, Usagi remaining just in front of him while the others cleared a path for their exit. Leo kept Shoyo and Hiwako’s eyes turned inwards, towards his plastron. He hummed a lullaby as they fought their way out, back to the battle shell.

Hiwako was asleep by the time they got home. A turtle pile formed in the living room, with blankets and pillows to fill in the gaps. Hiwako and Shoyo rested on Leo’s chest, the others surrounding him, burying both kids in a mountain of family.

“This can never happen again,” Usagi whispered.

“It won’t,” Leo agreed, giving him a kiss.

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If I was going to do a whole fic on this, I'd probably use Jei, honestly. There's one issue in Usagi Yojimbo where Jei kidnaps Jotaro (Usagi's son) to lure Usagi to him. It'd be interesting to do it with '03 Usagi, since he's. Y'know. Too young to have a kid so this has never happened before. fhgdkjfg

Hopefully reposting this fixed it!

[sailormoonandme]

She felt wonderfully safe. Wonderfully happy. Wonderfully not alone.

How could she ever feel otherwise when she was with him?

Slowly, rhythmically, they danced across the Moon itself, bathed in the light reflecting off of the crystal and silver white marble castle.

She rested her head upon the warm skin of his chest, feeling his breath in perfect unison with her own.

"We'll always be together, won't we?"

"Of course we will."

She looked up from his chest, drowning at the sight of his dark hair, handsome face, and sparkling sapphire eyes.

"Promise?"

He took her hand in his, thumbing the glittering ring on her finger.

"I promise Usa. I promise I'll nev-"

His eyes widened suddenly. A split second later hers did too as his body began to crumble to dust.

Then the palace crumbled followed suit.

Then the Earth and every other planet too. Even the stars themselves were burning out.

She fell to her knees, clutching at the empty space he had once occupied.

Her grief and loneliness were too much. Tears broke from her eyes and she let out a wail of despair. Despite her shrieks and sobs, one sound overwhelmed her ears.

A cruel, chaotic laugh.

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PiPiPiPiPiPi

With a gasp, Usagi sat bolt upright in the bed.

Accompanying her ringing alarm clock was the chirping of birds, and the bright golden light of the sun through the bedroom window.

Despite the warmth of the sunlight, Usagi felt cold and numb. Tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her blank face.

Automatically she wiped them away and then, mechanically, began getting dressed for school. As she slowly, stiffly, made her way over to her door, she spotted something sparkly out the corner of her eye. Barely moving her head, she brought a small white, open box into full view.

A cold chill crept into her body. A strong, cruel hand, snatched up her heart and squeezed it tight. She couldn't take it! She was going to break! She was going to fall to her knees and-

"Mamo-chan… gave me this ring. Then he got on the plane. And he went to America… He's fine."

She knew she had said the words herself. Nevertheless, it was as if they were the mere echoes from someone else's life.

Usagi blinked, then, without thinking, opened the door.

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Within the vacant bedroom, the white box lay open. But the silver band inside was gone, leaving the box empty.

But not as empty as the girl who now wore the ring itself…

Notes:

This story is set during Act 50. Stars 1. Consider this a kind of meta companion piece to my other fic 'Last Kiss'. Whilst the latter marked the end of the anime by revisiting the last episode in a happy way, this story marks the end of the manga by revisiting the first chapter of the Stars arc in a sad way. Also just to let you know I am involved in a discord called 'Moonlight Legends' which is dedicated to sharing all sorts of Sailor Moon fanworks, including other fanfics. If you would like to join so you can share your own work, get help with your current projects or just connect to other fan creators shoot me a PM and I'll send you an invite. All are welcome!

Series this work belongs to:

Part 1 of The End...

She felt wonderfully safe. Wonderfully happy. Wonderfully not alone. How could she ever feel otherwise when she was with ‘him’ Manga Canon. Written for the 25th Anniversary of the Stars Arc.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37464184

FFN: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13853665/43/Sailor-Moon-Anniversaries-Anthology

This is part of an anthology series I’m working on. 2021-2022 are significant years for the world of Sailor Moon, marking the anniversaries of both the series as a whole as well as specific characters, stories and aspects of the SM universe. it. This series of stories is intended to celebrate those anniversaries one fic at a time! This series also includes fics for the birthdays of specific characters.

Author: AlEvans26

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/M

Fandom(s): Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon (Anime & Manga), Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon

Relationships: Chiba Mamoru/Tsukino Usagi

Characters: Characters: Tsukino Usagi, Chiba Mamoru, Sailor Galaxia, Chaos (Sailor Moon), Shadow Galactica

Genre/Tags: Angst, Sailor Moon Sailor Stars, Dreams and Nightmares, Grief/Mourning, Denial of Feelings, Denial, Character Death, Death

Words: 423

Ao3 Series: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2240628

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2791372

Just to let you know I am involved in a discord called ‘Moonlight Legends’ which is dedicated to sharing all sorts of Sailor Moon fanworks, including other fanfics. If you would like to join so you can share your own work, get help with your current projects or just connect to other fan creators shoot me a PM and I’ll send you an invite. All are welcome!