#codename seren

[silvermoon424]

I really think that the Boss from Codename: Sailor V was Queen Serenity because Luna's memories were sealed and she hadn't even found her guardian yet, and just who else could have been helping Minako?

I totally agree! I really can’t think of who else it would be. Like, we know for a fact that an AI version of Serenity exists; it’s not a stretch for me at all to believe that she would be able to contact and offer advice to Minako and Artemis.

[moghedien]

anway I just finished Codename Sailor V and I'm gonna forever be haunted by the images of Minako fighting alone on a movie set of a crumbling burning palace with people panicking around her as she screams for the "girls" who's faces she keeps seeing to get to safety, but she doesn't know who the "girls" are and they aren't even actually there this time, but she can't stop being afraid for them

[teakoodrawz]

[kroosluvr]

look at my royal trio dawg im cooked

( joker and crow swap au, normal outfits here! )

notes???

crow feels a little "wild west" to me which is funny and i kinda like it... (i was about to add spurs to his boots but didnt bc ok maybe THAT doesnt make sense KFSHKDAJ) maybe its not 100% "crow"-like but its bird of prey vibes i think??!?! i like it heh. also added in the black ribbon so the carry over to sumire makes sense! (also since shujin!goro in this au has his hair up until 3rd sem rolls around) and kept princekechi's white gloves.. adds a kind of classy vibe i think with the other "rustic" ness of the outfit

JOKER (throws tomatoes at him) clown aesthetic joker my beloved. his mask is silly and half of it kinda hugs his cheek and the other flares out, kinda like a masquerade mask? and ofc his outfit is very bright white and flashy... and he keeps that kinda swept hair style. ofc he is a massive show-off and loves drawing attention... always flourishing his fluffy cape and all that. oh yeah keeping the red gloves was important to me O_O i think it adds to his clown-ness too.......

black mask: keeps the "half on" cloak look (though it's a tattered coat instead) and the cloak is attached to his bodysuit with red threads. marionnette kinda... alluding to how he's a puppet.... also callback to orig. black mask's stripes the way they crisscross over his costume (and also his 13290573928 belts). only half of it has the checkered pattern btw, like his joker outfit. the mask itself takes shape from satanael's horns! and the red star-like "choker" is from satanael's halo. same w the sillay little bat wings on the back of his booties. i think akira as black mask is way more showy than goro is, so the bright red on him makes sense i think?

violet <3 MY SPECIALEST GIRL i think codename rose for her is cheeky and cute. in my head since crow names himself / is named after the birdlike patterns of his outfit he volunteers the name rose for her based off the rose on her hip as well as her rose-like leotard/dress. also included some subtle callbacks to crow's outfit!

the true awakening violet design is smth i made up a while ago, and is also my true awakening alt design for like. canon violet. but the gold bits r silver now THATS IT BASICALLY i think the colorscheme is very serene and swanlike.. very elegant classy and suits her i think!!!

also this is all subject to change bc i highkey made half of this up at 6am yesterday night teehee bonk. LOVE ROYALTRIO FOREVER

ADDITIONALLY theres a lot of 4-point star/diamond shape patterns and that is because it is my crutch. SO SORRY. LKDSFJKLS459034902590

[officialdaydreamer00]

am i making a new oc? yes i am lmao

(picrew link)

The Silver Bullet of Rhineland

★—𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎—✩

Name: Lilia von Wilheim

Age: 17-18

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Nationalities: German-Vietnamese

DOB: 30th April, 20xx

★—𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘—✩

Lilia is a chill, playful, and catlike person, enjoys teasing the people surrounding her.

She may be wary at first meeting, but her cold resolve will soften once you befriend her.

She adopts an indifferent and cold facade when it comes to work. She doesn't exactly enjoys it, but money is money.

★—𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒—✩

Likes: Coffee and tea, Mythology, Cats, Crows, Reading, Sweets, Baking

Dislikes: Insects, Sour food, Rough clothing textures

Lilia has a rather slender yet fit build, standing at 170cm or roughly 5'6.

Lilia is neurodivergent with sensory issues, specifically with clothing textures.

Lilia has a butterfly tattoo on her left shoulder.

Lilia likes alt fashion, mainly emo and acubi (yes, she's emo)

Technically, Lilia is raised a child soldier, a teenage mercenary if you will, but she was (and still is) good at her job.

Lilia's main role is the sniper, codename Bat.

Lilia has already been discharged, though she still gets called in for work from time to time.

Lilia's birthday is actually Vietnam's Southern Liberation and Reunification day :D

tagging people!! @cloudcountry @identity-theft-101 @axvwriter @aqua-beam @siren-serenity @dove-da-birb @thehollowwriter @taruruchi @the-clockwork-fiend @xen-blank @cookiesandbiscuits @cyanide-latte @siphoklansan

[themattress]

Sailor Moon (Takeuchi): The Top 20 Villains

Ranked using my core tenets for villains, and done countdown style for dramatic effect.

Honorable Mention: Danburite - He's technically not from Sailor Moon, instead being the main antagonist of the prequel Codename Sailor V. Danburite is the leader of the Dark Agency, a worldwide criminal organization that is secretly a subsidiary of the Dark Kingdom. He's a fairly complex character: hating Sailor Venus for never returning his love yet also still loving her, being upset that she favored Kunzite over him yet still working directly under Kunzite, and manipulating her in a Tuxedo Mask-esque guise just to lower her guard so he can kill her...yet ultimately choosing to die himself and use his last words to encourage her to move past him, something he could never do in regards to her. All in all, a damn solid villain.

20. Pharaoh 90 - The ruler of the Death Busters, Pharaoh 90 is a demonic extraterrestrial being bent on destruction. He's definitely the least engaging of Chaos' incarnations, but I have to give him points for a pretty great final battle and even some pathos in his last moments where he gracefully accepts his death and returns back to the Tau Nebula, saying that he wants to die in his home. That sticks with me even when little else about him does.

19. Queen Metalia - While a step above Pharaoh 90, Metalia still isn't all that interesting. She's a big blob of evil that wants to plunge the world into darkness and corrupt all its inhabitants because she's evil. Also, her design in the Crystal anime is underwhelming. Nevertheless, she gets by on how much destruction she wreaks, being the one to destroy the Moon Kingdom of the Silver Millennium and nearly causing Usagi and Mamoru's deaths.

18. Sailor Lethe and Sailor Mnemosyne - The Sailor Moon manga has straight-up villains, tragic villains, and villains who aren't really villains and are just brainwashed. That's why Lethe and Mnemosyne stand out as true blue Anti-Villains: having joined Shadow Galactica of their own volition and even doing bad things, but having a backstory that justifies it, a deep love for one another, and conflicting feelings about their mission the more destructive it becomes. They would rank way higher if they had more screentime, but alas, they do not.

17. Safir - At the same placement as his Toei counterpart, Safir is the brooding young man in the background who develops the Black Moon Clan's droids and watches helplessly as his older brother Prince Demande descends into madness thanks to Wiseman and the Malefic Black Crystal. There is no redemption to be found here, however, as Safir blames Sailor Moon and her future self Neo-Queen Serenity for everything wrong in his life rather than take any responsibility for himself and his clan, which ultimately leads to him becoming forcibly mind controlled by Wiseman and then killed by his own brother. The lesson: misogyny kills!

16. Evil Endymion - Metalia and Beryl long resented that they were unable to corrupt Prince Endymion in the Silver Millennium despite doing so with everyone else on Earth. In the present day, they finally get what they wanted, and the result is a sinister, cold-hearted and unsettling presence. Seeing the heroic, chivalrous young man we've come to know and love become a manipulative, violent sociopath is arguably where the Dark Kingdom arc peaked.

15. Chaos - In terms of personality, there's nothing here. Chaos is the Ultimate Evil and that's all there is to it. But oh, how it coasts by on sheer concept! Turned evil because it is a lifeform that has perpetually failed to get out of the Galaxy Cauldron and become a star, Chaos seethes and longs for universal conquest. This desire is so great that even trapped in the Galaxy Cauldron as a being of pure dark energy, some of that energy is able to leak out, creating all the other major villains that Sailor Moon faces. It's an ingenious way to connect the story arcs, antagonists and series together, tying it all in a satisfying, truly epic bow.

14. Witches 5 - We had evil minions correlating to the Inner Senshi that challenged them and helped their character development before with the Shitennou and the Spectre Sisters, but I think Witches 5 is the peak version of this concept as a purely villainous force. They're all perfect dark foils to their respective heroic counterpart in terms of design, personality and powers, and face off against them not once but twice, the second time after having died!

13. Esmeraude - While the lone female leader of the Black Moon Clan is sadly the least consequential, she makes a stronger impression than Safir by actually fighting the Sailor Senshi on two separate occasions, and both times being a truly formidable adversary who almost kills them all. She also has a strong personality, being a haughty beauty who seeks to win Prince Demande's love and willing to do absolutely anything to achieve that desire.

12. Kaolinite - The Grand Magus of the Death Busters who commands Witches 5, Kaolinite brings a fun DnD aesthetic to the story while also being a fairly fleshed out character, especially in Crystal. Formerly Professor Tomoe's lab partner, Kaolinite now owes her life to the Daimon energy inside her and is obsessed with pleasing Pharaoh 90. Unfortunately, this puts her at odds with his actual number 2, Mistress 9, and seeing Kaolinite struggle even when the odds are against her makes her sympathetic despite being so unabashedly wicked.

11. Black Lady - When Wiseman corrupts Chibiusa, she becomes Black Lady, the self-styled Queen of Nemesis. Black Lady is a lot like Evil Endymion, but more nuanced as she doesn't do a complete personality flip due to the brainwashing. She still has the memories and feelings she held as Chibiusa, it's just that they've been twisted and perverted: her deep insecurities about living up to her mother and frustrations with Usagi manifesting as vindictive hatred of both, and her desire to keep hold of her father's affections turned into incestuous advances toward him. She may have breached the Top 10 had her resolution been stronger.

10. Queen Nehelenia - When part of Chaos leaked from the Galaxy Cauldron and into the dark side of the moon, it created a twisted mirror image of Queen Serenity: Queen Nehelenia. She's a fairy tale baddie based off the Queen from Snow White and the Wicked Fairy from Sleeping Beauty: a vain ruler who loves her beautiful image in the mirror and whose inner self is a hideous old hag, and a practitioner of dark magic who crashes a princess' birthday celebration and invokes a curse. Derivative? Absolutely. Effective at it? Also absolutely!

9. Crimson Rubeus - One of the most loathsome members of the Black Moon Clan, Rubeus operates by sending the Spectre Sisters out to fight and die for him so that he can swoop in and capture the Sailor Senshi they've rendered vulnerable and get all the credit from Prince Demande. He's a selfish creep and also a dirty coward, always feeling at the first sign of things going south for him. Despite that, he is perceptive enough to recognize that Wiseman may not have the clan's best interests at heart, and at least has the nobility to stand up to him over it even if that ends up getting him killed. If nothing else, Rubeus was loyal to the cause.

8. Queen Beryl - The main villain for much of the original Dark Kingdom arc, Beryl is interesting because in the Silver Millennium, she was more of a victim than anything. A jealous young woman who was misled and corrupted by Metalia. However, it’s a different story in the present day. The Silver Crystal granted her reincarnation and with it, a chance for redemption. A chance not to make the same mistake. But not only does she willfully re-release Metalia and then have the Shitennou re-brainwashed, but she takes things further by plotting to betray Metalia by keeping the Silver Crystal for herself and using its power to rule the universe with Endymion at her side. A case study in how corrosive envy and hate are.

7. Kunzite - While Jadeite, Nephrite and Zoisite of the Shitennou were thinly drawn beyond one basic characteristic (loyalty, passion and underhandedness respectively), Kunzite is a richer character. Despite being the leader of the Middle East branch of the Dark Kingdom, Kunzite is powerful enough to control a worldwide subsidiary in the Dark Agency, and reliable enough to be dispatched anywhere if necessary. He is arrogant and cold-hearted, allowing no personal connections in his life and focused solely on his mission. Yet then he becomes unbrainwashed and remembers being quite the opposite: devoted and dutiful, a protector not an offender, someone warm enough for even Sailor Venus to fall in love with. Tragically, when he tries to betray Queen Beryl he gets super-brainwashed and then killed in an epic struggle with the Sailor Senshi, but his cleansed spirit stays with Mamoru and plays a key role in helping to defeat Metalia for good. And through it all, he does it with such impeccable style.

6. Professor Tomoe - This villain is like unpeeling an onion, layer by layer. He seems like a good, caring father who is caught up in the Death Busters' shady business, with signs pointing him to being misled by Kaolinite. Then we learn he's actually Kaolinite's superior and not misled at all, but still trust he has his daughter's interests at heart since he's gone through such lengths for her. And in the end, we see that he is actually a complete psychopath who cares nothing for his daughter and only went so far for her so that he can make her into the thing he wants her to be: the first of a race of superbeings that he can rule over as a god. After he turns himself into a monster, Sailor Moon has to eliminate him, accepting that he is far beyond redemption. All in all, Professor Tomoe is effectively frightening and loathsome.

5. The Amazoness Quartet - I admit that I'm not that big a fan of Takeuchi's Dead Moon Circus, but even I can't deny that the Amazoness Quartet are spectacular villains. Remember how Chibiusa turned into Black Lady and then into Sailor Chibi Moon? The Amazoness Quartet is that without the Chibiusa part. What's more, they are preteens / early teens rather than adults, which means they rely far less on any sort of sex appeal and more on their raw cunning and deviousness. VesuVesu, CeleCele, PallaPalla, and JunJun...I love 'em all!

4. Sailor Galaxia - Usagi's final opponent is her perfect evil foil. Having grown up in a harsh, uncaring environment, Galaxia is as cynical as Usagi is hopeful, and instead of drawing strength from others, she sacrifices others to build up her strength. Chaos is easily able to manipulate her nihilistic psychopathy, but despite all of her attempts to break Usagi, she proves Galaxia wrong by never giving in and even saving her in the end. Before her (temporary) death, Galaxia realizes that someone like Sailor Moon was really what she wanted and needed in her life, and that even now an ideal like her seems so far out of reach.

3. Mistress 9 - If you want an example of pure evil done right, look no further than Mistress 9, the child and herald of Pharaoh 90. Like Pharaoh 90, Mistress 9 desires the destruction of Earth and its people, but she takes particular joy in causing it, relishing all the pain she inflicts on people...including people on her own side like Kaolinite. The way she uses Hotaru once Professor Tomoe sells her out to her control is especially despicable. When she finally turns into a hideous monster, it truly feels like the inside of her is finally showing on the outside.

2. Wiseman / Death Phantom - And if you want another example of pure evil done right, we have the best incarnation of Chaos in the series. Nemesis was an entire planet made up of leaked Chaos energy from the Galaxy Cauldron, awaiting only the proper catalyst to give it consciousness. That catalyst was Death Phantom, a psychopathic criminal sorcerer banished there by Neo-Queen Serenity. Melding his soul with the planet and magically puppeting his corpse under the identity of "Wiseman", Death Phantom will psychologically manipulate anyone to pursue his goal of taking over the universe and reshaping it into a void of nothing.

1. Prince Demande - Death Phantom's primary pawn? This guy. Prince Demande, leader of the Black Moon Clan. He starts out as a young man with a sensible conviction - an unnatural moon being ruling over humanity and forcing them into elongated lives in a utopian society is blasphemous, as she's basically playing God. Unfortunately, his methods go too far into extremism and terrorism, which attracts the attention of Death Phantom who, as Wiseman, lures him and his gang to Nemesis. There, exposure to the Malefic Black Crystal warps Demande....his motive shifts to envy of Neo-Queen Serenity, as now he decides that he deserves to play God and rule over Earth. And once he attacks Earth, the madman's motives shift again...now he wishes to rule with Neo-Queen Serenity at his side, as he has been overtaken with lustful feelings toward her and wants to force her into loving him. Despite being the worst of scum, Demande still has nuance: he cares for his comrades, especially his brother Safir. When forced to kill Safir, learning the truth about Wiseman and how he's been manipulated, and seeing the true power of the Silver Crystal he thought he could defeat, Demande's despair is palpable and pitiable. But then it brings him to trying to destroy the universe, taking everyone down with him just to prove he can be the master of his own fate, unbeholden to anyone or anything. So in the end, Demande epitomizes the tragic villain.

[muiitoloko]

heeey!! could you write something smutty for harry hart? ;) thankss

Author's Notes: Thanks for the request and I must say I feel lucky that I already have several drafts written of our beloved character, Harry, on my phone. In this particular one-shot, I just made a few adjustments to accommodate my current ALMOST original character, Bedivere. I hope you like it, and I sincerely hope it lives up to your expectations. As always, feel free to let me know if you find any spelling errors. English is not my first language and I rely on Google Translate for help at these times. - Your character, you, is codenamed Bedivere.

Title: Wishes

Summary: Harry Hart, the current leader of the Kingsman organization, wakes up in the middle of the night, his mind fixed on a vivid dream he wants to make come true. With his beloved Bedivere sleeping peacefully beside him, he gently wakes her, determined to make her dream come true.

Pairing: Harry Hart (Kingsman) × Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut and bad language

It was a tranquil night, with a gentle breeze caressing the curtains in Bedivere's bedroom. Harry Hart lay beside her, their fingers gently entwined. They had been seeing each other secretly, knowing that their relationship could complicate matters within the Kingsman organization. Yet, their affection for each other couldn't be denied, and they found solace in these stolen moments together.

As moonlight painted the room with a soft glow, Harry woke from a dream. His heart was pounding, his mind consumed by vivid images from his sleep. He turned to look at Bedivere, who was sound asleep, his features peaceful and serene.

Harry couldn't help but fall in love with you, the way your hair cascaded over the pillow and the gentle smile that adorned your lips. He knew he was slightly older than you, but age seemed insignificant when they were together.

Unable to resist the desire to be closer to you, Harry gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face. His fingers lingered, tracing lightly along your jawline. You stirred slightly, your eyelids opening, revealing those enchanting eyes that Harry had come to adore.

"Harry?" Bedivere murmured, his voice husky with sleep.

"Sorry, love. I didn't mean to wake you," Harry whispered.

Bedivere smiled sleepily, "It's alright. What's on your mind?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should share the contents of his dream. "I had a rather... provocative dream," he admitted, feeling a slight blush rise in his cheeks.

"Oh?" Bedivere raised a playful eyebrow. "Do tell."

Harry chuckled softly, "Maybe another time. I'm more interested in the reality now."

He leaned in closer, and Bedivere met him halfway, their lips sealing in a tender kiss. The warmth of their embrace felt like coming home, a sanctuary where they could forget the complexities of their lives for a while.

Harry's fingers danced lightly along Bedivere's arm, tracing delicate patterns as he delighted in the sensation of his skin against his own. He knew how much you enjoyed being teased and couldn't resist the playful glint in your eyes.

Leaning in, Harry peppered a series of light kisses along Bedivere's chin, savoring the soft sighs that escaped your lips. His lips moved lower, trailing a path down your neck, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

Bedivere's breath hitched, his fingers tangling in Harry's hair, gently pulling at the eyepatch strap, encouraging him to continue. You arched your neck, granting him greater access, and he readily accepted, his lips finding the sensitive spot just below your ear.

Harry's hands roamed slowly, exploring the curves of Bedivere's body with tender reverence. His touch ignited a fire within you, and you felt your desire grow with each teasing caress. The room filled with shared anticipation, the air thick with unspoken promises.

Bedivere, bold and mischievous as ever, decided to take control. With a playful glint in your eyes, you pushed Harry back onto the bed, straddling him. You looked down at him, your gaze filled with a mix of desire and determination.

In a swift motion, Bedivere pulled off your nightgown and tossed it aside, revealing your form to Harry. You were clad only in lacy panties, a sight that made Harry catch his breath.

Time seemed to slow down as they looked at each other, their connection growing stronger with every passing moment. Bedivere's confidence and vulnerability intertwined, creating a potent blend that fueled their passion.

As Bedivere straddled Harry, her body positioned above him, Harry couldn't help but marvel at their beauty. His gaze wandered over their curves, his eyes filled with admiration and desire. He reached out, caressing the smooth skin of their thighs, feeling the warmth radiating from it.

"You're breathtaking," Harry whispered, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "Every time I look at you, I'm reminded of how lucky I am to have you in my life."

Bedivere's cheeks flushed, a mix of shyness and pride coloring their features. You leaned in, capturing Harry's lips in a deep, passionate kiss, their mouths melding together as their desire grew.

With each soft touch, Harry traced the contours of Bedivere's body, his fingertips leaving a trail of fire in her wake. He marveled at the softness of their skin, the gentle curves that fit so perfectly in his hands. His praises continued in hushed whispers against her lips, affirmations of love and adoration that only fueled their connection.

As their kisses deepened, Harry's hands ventured upward, sliding along the smooth curve of Bedivere's back. His fingers danced lightly, sending a shiver of pleasure through you. With each caress, he traced invisible patterns, igniting a flame of desire within you.

Bedivere's body arched into Harry's touch, his breath catching in his throat. You couldn't help but moan softly, a sound of surrender and longing. The feel of his hands on her skin, the way his touch roused every nerve ending, sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.

Harry, too, was intoxicated by the sounds of Bedivere's pleasure, its symphony of desire echoing in his ears. He marveled at the power he possessed, the ability to bring you such exquisite pleasure. With a hunger that matched his own, he continued his exploration, his hands moving with purpose and devotion.

In a moment of abandon, Bedivere sat back, his hands gripping Harry's hair, pulling him closer. You reveled in the feel of his mouth on your skin, his lips and tongue tracing a path of hot kisses along your collarbone and up to your breasts.

Harry's touch was gentle yet firm as he lavished attention on each breast, his mouth and hands working in harmony to draw out your pleasure. Bedivere's moans grew louder, her body trembling with the intensity of her desire. You surrendered to the intoxicating sensations, lost in the passion that enveloped the two of you.

With a subtle movement, Harry gently guided Bedivere to roll onto her back, his eyes filled with anticipation and confidence. They changed positions, and now Harry hovered over you, his body aligned with yours.

Your eyes met, conveying unspoken desires and shared longing. Harry's hand caressed Bedivere's cheek, his touch tender and filled with reverence. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a fiery kiss, their breaths mingling as their tongues danced to a sensual rhythm.

Bedivere's skin tingled with a combination of excitement and desire. You arched your back, pressing your body against Harry's, yearning for more of his touch. His hands continued their exploration, moving downward, caressing her breasts and teasing her hardened nipples.

Feeling Bedivere's body responding to his touch, Harry's lips left a trail of light kisses along her jawline, neck, and collarbone. He moved with deliberate slowness, savoring every inch of her exposed skin as if committing it to memory.

The air in the room was heavy with an intoxicating mix of desire and anticipation. Bedivere's breath quickened, her chest rising and falling with each passing moment. Harry's gaze lowered, fixating on her core, the epicenter of her pleasure.

Lowering himself, Harry peppered a series of soft kisses along Bedivere's sensitive stomach. His lips grazed her abdomen, the touch light and teasing, causing her to writhe beneath him. He could feel the heat radiating from her, a clear indication of her arousal.

The anticipation and desire in Bedivere's eyes were undeniable. You arched your hips, silently begging for more, your unspoken words echoing in the air. Harry, captivated by her beauty and desire, could no longer deny her.

With a slow and deliberate movement, he helped Bedivere remove her panties, tossing the fabric aside. Now fully exposed to him, you stood before him, vulnerable and eager.

Harry's gaze focused on your most intimate spot, a place of unspoken intimacy and pleasure. He hovered over you, his warm breath caressing you, a tantalizing reminder of the sensations to come. Bedivere's hips instinctively lifted, seeking contact, but Harry remained just out of reach.

"Please, my King Arthur," Bedivere pleaded in a breathless whisper, her eyes filled with desire. "I need you... Now."

Her words came out in a tone laden with longing, echoing in the air like a promise of intense pleasure. Your body burned with need, yearning for Harry's touch to quench your hunger. Every muscle in your being craved him, begging for a fiery fusion only he could provide.

A playful smile danced on Harry's lips as he relished the power of the moment. But he waited a little longer, his hot breath lingering over your drenched pussy. "Ah, my dear Bedivere, you know just how to drive me wild with desire. But today, I want to savor every moment, prolong this delicious torment before giving you what you crave so eagerly."

His mischievous gaze met Bedivere's as he continued to tease, softly kissing her thighs and slowly ascending. "You are so enchanting like this, begging for me... But let me explore every inch of your body, hear your moans of pleasure echoing in my ears as you beg for more."

He leaned in closer, brushing his lips against her most sensitive part, but not fully yielding. "You are my ruin, my sweet sin, and I am all yours. But today, I will take you to ecstasy little by little, until you are begging for mercy."

Harry loved seeing the sparkle in your eyes and the escalating tension in your body, knowing that you were on the verge of exploding in ecstasy. He continued teasing, kissing, and caressing until the desire became unbearable for both of them.

"Harry..." You moaned, your lips parted as Harry explored you with his skilled fingers. "Please, don't make me wait any longer. I need you inside me."

Bedivere's words echoed in the room, filled with desire and urgency. Harry couldn't resist the plea in your voice and yielded to your supplication. He undressed and positioned himself between your trembling legs. Their gazes met once again, communicating a deep connection and a love that transcended any obstacle.

With a slow and controlled movement, Harry penetrated you, filling you completely. Bedivere let out a moan of pleasure, your fingers intertwining in the sheets as you surrendered to the overwhelming sensation of Harry's body moving inside you.

"Whisper your deepest desires, my lovely sinner," Harry whispered, "I will fulfill them one by one, until you are completely enraptured."

[honeyandbloodpoetry]

I See Myself In You

Mr. X has entered Raccoon City and is heading for the police station when he stops to take a piss. Nemesis comes across him and is curious about his cock. Together they learn what pleasure is and how much it means to find someone like you.

Content: A little bit of piss in the beginning, loss of virginity/first orgasms, monsters fucking each other, tentacle fucking/sucking, cum inflation, blowjob, belly bulges, anal, monster-y tenderness, abandonment.

A massive figure stood tall in the alleyways of Raccoon City, a dark shadow that stomped through the ash-dusted paths. He had no name other than Mr. X, a codename given to him and possibly other Tyrants in the T-103 series. His mission in particular was to find the sample of the G-Virus and eliminate any survivors he found on the way.

 

But right now, he really had to take a piss.

 

Mr. X stopped for a moment. His dull gray eyes scanned the area, poring over every inch of it. He was alone.

 

He leisurely unfastened his trenchcoat, unzipping the pants beneath. His soft cock flopped out, still huge by human standards. He took it in one gargantuan hand and held it steady, bracing himself against the alley wall with the other.

 

He let out a steady stream of piss, closing his eyes as he did so. The feeling of relief was a welcome one. He was an obedient servant to Umbrella, but as a biological creature he still had needs.

 

His piss cascaded down the wall, dripping down into a puddle on the ground that pooled beneath his heavy boots. Mr X. didn't seem to mind, completely silent and serene as he finished up, hand still on his dick.

 

He heard a low rasping growl and snapped his eyes open. He slowly turned, cocking his head. Oh. He thought. Now, this was a surprise.

 

Another monster stood at the end of the alleyway, similarly clad in thick leather. This beast stood a few feet taller than Mr. X, and looked similar...but yet so different. His flesh was twisted, a lipless mouth baring teeth and mottled skin shadowed by the night.

 

Mr. X had no idea, but this was Nemesis--indeed a T-103 implanted with a NE-α type parasite that had transformed him into a supersoldier. Something like Mr. X would be no match for him.

 

The leather-clad tyrant was still holding his cock, looking curiously at Nemesis. What did his comrade want? If there was another monster here, they must have a common goal.

 

" Stars ..." Nemesis grumbled softly, taking a step forward. He lifted one hand, gesturing to Mr. X's member.

 

Mr. X looked down, confused. What does he want? He jerked his cock a little, surprised at the sudden pleasurable sensation there. He had never felt anything like that before. 

 

Curious, Mr. X clenched his cock tighter and slid his hand up and down its length. He marveled at the way it seemed to stretch and grow, becoming thick and hard. It felt so good too, a warmth that sat in his groin and traveled up to his stomach.

 

Nemesis was close now. His boots thudded on the pavement. “ Stars ?” His voice was deep and gnarled, almost grotesque. It seemed he could only say one word–which was fairly impressive considering Mr. X was completely mute, as far as he knew.

 

Mr. X tilted his head, his hat shielding his eyes as he looked up at Nemesis. Yes?

 

Nemesis reached down, fingers outstretched for his cock. Mr. X, surprised, moved his hand away and made room for the bigger tyrant. 

 

Nemesis took his cock in a single massive hand, shockingly gentle. Mr. X jolted, a spike of pleasure traveling up his spine. He leaned against the alley wall, allowing Nemesis to come even closer. He could feel Nemesis’ breath, hot and heavy, against his face, making him shiver with something close to delight.

 

He was not supposed to feel this way.

 

It should be impossible to feel this way.

 

Nemesis began to copy Mr. X’s jerking motions, though much faster. Mottled flesh and leather stroked the smaller tyrant smoothly, huge balls bouncing. Mr. X groaned, bracing himself as the intensity of the handjob increased.

 

“ Stars .” Nemesis groaned, lifting up the hem of his coat with one hand. An absolutely gargantuan cock sprung forth, throbbing hard and gleaming with pre that dribbled from the tip and down the shaft.

 

Mr. X inhaled a deep breath. Something in his brain ticked, mission momentarily forgotten. Something primal roared within the back of his mind, an oceanic wave that threatened to drown him.

 

Nemesis pressed the head of his cock against Mr. X's. His larger member dominated the smaller tyrant, cock smooshing against him. His eyes seemed to narrow as he took both their dicks in one hand and began to stroke that way, clenching them tightly.

 

Mr. X felt his eyes roll back into his head–utter bliss. He had never felt such an incredible feeling before, an alien feeling that threatened to make him spill over. Nemesis’ hot breath washed over him, a shadow cast over by the monster's broad shoulders, and he felt something catch in his throat… Something forbidden.

 

“ M…o…re… ” The word, the language, felt like a distant memory. Nostalgic in a way that the tyrant couldn't understand. It almost hurt to get it out, so he decided then that any more wasn't worth the trouble. But he meant exactly what he said.

 

“ Stars !” Nemesis perked up, dropping both of their cocks. A disappointed breath escaped Mr. X, drooping against the wall. Nemesis shook his head, pushing his chest against Mr. X's. “ Stars !” He repeated. A deep growl.rumbled in his throat, animalistic and dangerous.

 

Mr. X stood his ground, straightening his back. His cold eyes found Nemesis’, finding themselves locked together for just a moment.

 

They both knew this was against protocol. Against programming.

 

But fuck, it felt good ! 

 

Nemesis suddenly reared back, lifting his muscular arms. Tentacles snaked from his hands and forearms, ripping through leather and wriggling in the air like hungry snakes.

 

Mr. X didn't flinch, unperturbed. That familiar warmth tingled in his loins. This was becoming rather interesting. 

 

Nemesis leaned over him, tentacles eagerly wrapping around his cock. With a free hand, Nemesis began to pull off his coat, then the leather top. Mr. X’s pants dropped to his ankles. His body was laid bare, warped gray flesh seeming to gleam in the moonlight. His muscles flexed, breath heavy as the series of tentacles began to jerk him off.

 

More tentacles snaked around him, curiously exploring his body. Nemesis leaned in even closer, putting one hand to Mr. X’s hip. He stroked it reverently, meeting his eyes once more. “ Stars… ” He rumbled, and this time it felt as if it meant something. His hand traveled upwards until it was cupping Mr. X’s cheek, firm but gentle. 

 

A tentacle wriggled out from his palm, breaking through flesh and leather with a small pop. It inched across Mr. X’s strong jawline, stopping at his mouth. Nemesis parted Mr. X’s lips, who obliged obediently, slipping the tentacle into his mouth with ease. 

 

Mr. X felt his jaw strain, but kept his mouth open wide. Nemesis explored his mouth gingerly, snaking along his teeth and tongue. He still pressed his hand against Mr. X’s cheek, gnarled fingers brushing just under the tyrant’s eye.

 

Mr. X accepted this gift, barely gagging as the tentacles began to slip down his throat. It made him feel full, the ring of muscle seeming to grip the tentacle and urging him to swallow. Mr. X didn't though, holding his throat open for Nemesis.

 

More tentacles came from the arm that was lower down, sneaking along Mr. X’s hips and curling up around him. They found his tight ass, rubbing against him appreciatively. One tentacle parted Mr. X’s cheeks, sliding in a soft circle over his hole.

 

Mr. X moaned around the one in his mouth, a soft sound that was somewhere between monster and human. The tentacle pushed its way in, spreading his asshole and slipping inside. Mr. X stiffened, the sensation both pleasurable and painful all at the same time. It was overestimating, but in the best possible way.

 

Nemesis continued jerking him, the tentacle in his mouth also beginning to pump slowly. More tentacles began to wrap around Mr. X's legs and arms, securing him tightly. He let the tentacle fill his asshole for a few moments before creeping even deeper, then started to bob back and forth. Cock, mouth and asshole were all being fucked, steady and powerful strokes that made Mr. X's thighs begin to tremble. 

 

He suddenly felt very small before Nemesis, a feeling he was quite unused to.

 

Nemesis growled, pressing himself against Mr. X, their body heat combining into an inferno. “ Stars ?” He asked, voice low and almost threatening.

 

Mr. X nodded. Very good. Nemesis was picking up a faster tempo on both his orifices and cock, the twisting tentacles locked onto and inside him as they thrust deeper and deeper.

 

Nemesis held Mr. X tightly in place, shoving his hand over his mouth, ramming the tentacle in his throat even deeper and making it bulge proudly. The now submissive tyrant thought that the tentacle may have even breached into his stomach, making his belly bulge ever so slightly with the thrusts. It didn't hurt per say, more tickled him–a very pleasurable tickle indeed. Perks of being a rather difficult to harm creature.

 

Another tentacle slipped into his asshole, stretching him out even further. Mr. X found himself struggling to breathe, the sensation of fullness making him both nauseous and euphoric. The tentacles probed deeper into him, making his abdomen bulge similarly to the way the ones in his throat did. 

 

Nemesis growled, all of his tentacles forcing themselves deeper, faster, pumping in and out ferociously. The ones on Mr. X's cock sped up to a rapid tempo, more tentacles emerging to massage his heavy ballsack. 

 

Drool was pouring from Mr. X's mouth, smearing across both him and Nemesis. Nemesis was pressed so close to him that he could feel the other tyrant’s belly bulging as he was double penetrated. In and out, in and out, vigorous pumping that had Mr. X's entire body shaking with pleasure–but Nemesis held him steady in the fleshy bondage.

 

Mr. X let out a low moan of ecstasy, bucking his hips in time to Nemesis’ pumping. His throat bulged and his asshole stretched. Nemesis growled, fat cock hanging between his legs and throbbing as he fucked his new toy mercilessly.

 

Mr. X's whole body shook, straining against his bindings. His jaw and asshole stretched as far as they could, big balls bouncing in time to the frenzied thrusting. He could hardly move, completely at the mercy of Nemesis and his ravenous tentacles. A groan rumbled in his chest, eyes rolled into his head and hat discarded.

 

He wasn't going to be able to last much longer, not with the way Nemesis was fucking him so utterly and completely. He was awash in Nemesis’ scent, coppery and smelling of fire. Nemesis was pressed so close to him, cock aching and twitching madly.

 

Mr. X tilted his head back, barely able to breathe. A crescendo was building inside loins, building up his bulging abdomen. Heat spread through his entire body, gradually rising until–

 

Thick ropes of seed began bursting forth from his cock, splattering Nemesis and Mr. X both. Mr. X felt his entire body shake and snarled through the tentacles in his mouth and throat, his head shaking from side to side in sheer bliss. Once the orgasm--his first ever–was over, he slumped, going completely limp.

 

Nemesis’ eyes seemed to twinkle, and he slowly began to retract his tentacles. They slid out from his throat and asshole quite smoothly, sucking back into Nemesis’ body as if they had never existed at all. He lowered Mr. X to the ground, where the naked tyrant collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily. 

 

Nemesis put one hand on his cock, using Mr. X's drool as lube. He gave a series of fast, hard strokes before looking down at Mr. X, something dawning on him. “ Stars .” He said, and it sounded like a command as he pointed at his dick.

 

Mr. X blinked, still in the afterglow. After such a generous favor, he couldn't deny Nemesis an orgasm of his own. 

 

Still on his knees, he braced his aching arms on Nemesis’ muscular legs, the long skirt of his coat still pulled back to reveal his cock and the mottled flesh of his bare lower half. He opened his sore mouth, tongue lolling out as he rose to try and take Nemesis’ generous member into his mouth.

 

Nemesis in turn shoved his cock into Mr. X's awaiting maw, cramming his massive dick inside as fast as he could. Mr. X didn't even jolt at the way the massive cock stretched his mouth to its limits, not even when Nemesis hilted it into his already abused throat.

 

He was ready.

 

Nemesis’ cock rammed into him, pulsing with an almost severe arousal. His cloying scent seemed to fill Mr. X until that and the motions of fellatio were his entire world. He gulped at the thick cock, enjoying the way it choked the air right out of him. Breathing through his nose, Mr. X steadied himself and bobbed his head up down, fingers clenching Nemesis’ thighs reverently.

 

All past inhibitions had been forgotten.

 

Precum seemed to spurt from the tip, coating his mouth, almost savory in flavor. Mr. X took the generous thrusting in stride, his throat and cheeks bulging and Nemesis rolled his wide hips and fucked his mouth. 

 

Nemesis let out a series of animalistic groans, reaching down to place a single hand atop Mr. X’s head. The gray tyrant enjoyed the brief affection, but it was quickly interrupted by Nemesis yanking his head forward to drive his cock even deeper into his throat. 

 

Plap. Plap. Plap.

 

Nemesis ruthlessly fucked his comrade, substantial balls swinging. Mr. X focused entirely on relaxing his throat and then cinching it tight around the cock, drawing up something like a moan from Nemesis. “ Starsssss… ”

 

Nemesis suddenly reeled back, gripping Mr. X's head with both hands. His cock positively erupted with cum, shooting straight down the gray tyrant’s throat. Mr. X gulped it down greedily, the neverending river of cum guzzling down his throat and rounding his stomach ever so slightly.

 

Nemesis kept himself hilted there for a moment, then slowly pulled out. Saliva and cum dripped from Mr. X’s wet mouth, dribbling down his front. He stared up at Nemesis with calm eyes, watching as he too sunk to the ground.

 

Nemesis tilted his head back and sighed as he collapsed, enraptured by the post orgasmic bliss. He stared at Mr. X for a moment, both of them locking eyes.

 

Mr. X knew exactly what he was feeling, and so he reached out one hand and cupped Nemesis’ cheek this time. He didn't need to try and speak again.

 

Nemesis softened, leaning into the touch. Mr. X wondered when either of them had ever felt pleasure or softness in their short lives. He knew that he hadn't. 

 

Nemesis placed his hand on Mr. X's cheek, both of their arms outstretched. It was a symbol of gratitude, of their new connection.

 

They stayed like that for a few moments–surprisingly tender for two monsters–before Nemesis abruptly pulled his hand away… Almost as if he were self conscious. He stood up, smoothing his coat and snarling to himself. Mr. X followed suit, grabbing his attire and swiftly putting it all back on, cleaning his face and chest with the hem of his coat.

 

Nemesis stopped to stare at him for a few moments before turning and beginning to stomp out of the alley without another sound.

 

Mr. X watched him go, feeling like this was the last time he would ever see him. 

 

I see myself in you.

 

Mr. X placed his hat back in its rightful spot, taking a deep breath. He needed to make haste and head to the police station like he was meant to.

 

And still, he ached. Still, he felt, a creature that was supposed to be incapable of feeling.

 

He turned his mind back to the task at hand, but couldn't neglect the beating in his chest, to the thread that unspooled and led straight to his lover.

 

He hoped that he would see Nemesis again someday. 

[anthurak]

WIP Ask Game - The Weird Ones

Pretty self-explanatory.

Just reblog with some of the really random, off the wall and generally weird stuff from your WIP folder, or just ideas you think it'd be fun for people to send you asks about. The weird AUs, the random crossovers, the crackships, the pitches for whole-ass episodes of a show, just any oddball thing you think it'd be fun to get asks about :D

Anyway, here's my list:

May the Akko Be With You and Chicks Dig Magic Robots (Little Witch Academia)

21 and Hank do a Die Hard (Venture Brothers)

Operation I.M.P.A.C.T. (Codename Kids Next Door) (Armageddon parody)

Two Gems Play Bloodborne (Steven Universe)

Catradora Starcraft AU (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power/Starcraft)

Serene with the Steel Dragons (Yu-Gi-Oh/Super Robot Wars)

Rangers One and All (Power Rangers/Pacific Rim)

Hide and Seek with NanoSigSubaTea (Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha StrikerS)

[magicalgirltwirl]

A manga music video focusing on Minako Aino in the Codename: Sailor V manga and early arcs of the Sailor Moon manga! The song is an image song by Sailor Venus's original voice actress, Rika Fukami! You can see the lyrics here.

I was able to make a small but extremely important edit for this one and fix something that always bugged me about the original video! When I was making it, I was stuck with Viz's initial translation of the Codename Sailor V manga. There's a panel where she's about the kiss Ace and thinks "this love isn't the real one either", then remembers an image of someone with very visible odango calling for her and pushes Ace away saying "this isn't the person I need to protect!' Viz, unfortunately, added a gender signifier not in the original Japanese and mistranslated it as "this isn't the man I need to protect" despite the fact she was clearly saying Serenity/Usagi was the one she needs to protect. I was stuck with that mistranslation when I made the video, and it always really bothered me.

But thankfully, since then, Viz has released the Sailor V eternal Edition, where they fixed the mistranslation! And @silvermoon424 kindly uploaded those scans! So I was finally able to put the correctly translated panel in, which is huge, since it's a huge moment in Minako's arc! I'm so happy it's finally fixed, thanks silvermoon424!

[lightarin]

Dangerous Around Here

A/N: I had fun coming up with code names ngl

About this AU: This is a Pirate AU inspired by Cater's Halloween card quote that mentions HLB having pirate costumes the previous year! It will be a series of reader inserts that are very loosely connected. The HLB members are part of a pirate crew lead by the 'Red Tyrant' (Riddle) and the others have codenames based on their card suits! (Very original I know <3)

They fics do not have to be read in order, and reader is NOT the same in every fic. The only thing that stays consistent is the background of being on a ship together and being an infamous pirate crew!

It started with one random brainrot and became a series, but I hope you enjoy!

Pirate AU: Cater Diamond

"Ah-!"

You let out a yelp as you bump into someone, a strong arm wrapping around your waist as you stumble.

"Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!"

You gasp out, looking up into a pair of surprised teal eyes, seeing one framed by a black spade. A spade...?

"That's alright. I'd be more careful if I were you. It's a bit dangerous around here."

You tilt your head slightly. He spoke formally, not very common of the area, yet he seemed like he knew it well. Had he moved here recently? Or perhaps heard the rumors?

"Get them!"

Before you could ask any questions, the shouts from behind spurred you into action. Without thinking, you grab his hand yanking him along with you as you run away from your pursuers.

"Eh? What's going on?"

The surprised man follows you, glancing over his shoulder to see a few rowdy men chasing after them.

"Sorry, lad, I happen to be part of the 'dangers' around these parts!"

You let out a laugh, pulling him down an alley in an attempt to dodge the men.

"Now that they saw you with me, you'll be in danger too. Can't have that on my conscience."

"And what exactly did you do to them?"

You smirk, darting into another alleyway as the shouts continue to follow you.

"Might've gotten to the loot they were after first."

"You're a pirate too?"

The question has you screeching to a halt, your eyes wide as you look back at the seemingly polite man.

"Too?"

"There ya are!"

"Look! Corsair's got one of the Cards with them!" Deuce looked at you, shocked to hear the name of the infamous solo pirate.

Your own eyes widen in realization. After all, every pirate knew about the Cards upon the ship of Heartslabyul, steered by the unyielding Red Tyrant.

"The captain'll be happy about that!"

You mutter a curse under your breath, turning to face the pursuers with a pout.

"And here I thought I'd get a clean get away. To end up with a Card too?"

Although he didn't seem to be as fearsome as everyone had made them out to be. Perhaps the stories were just exaggerations. Many of them were-

"We'll be taking both of ya back to ship!"

"What did you say?!"

You stare in shock at the man who was standing beside you, the sudden switch in character throwing you off. The previously serene boy was now scowling in anger, cracking his knuckles as he stepped towards the others.

"If you want a fight, I'll give you one!"

Was he just acting earlier?!

You question your original analysis of him, quietly pulling out your two daggers. It was too late to run, and an enemy of an enemy was a friend, right?

Even if you wanted the loot to yourself, you felt that it would be betrayal to leave him behind.

Despite the fact that you had just met.

He smirked at the pirates surrounding the two of you, your backs touching as you both kept an eye on everyone.

"You have more morals than they say, Corsair."

Suddenly, things clicked into place. The Cards. He was the infamous Spade, known for his switch in personalities when threatened or offended.

"I see that the stories don't exaggerate your habits, Spade."

You retort with an amused smile, your dagger glinting in the sunlight as you deflect a blow from one of the pirates. He merely chuckles in response, easily dodging a punch before landing one of his own, the simple move throwing the surprised pirate back.

Within moments, the fight was over, the two of you standing victoriously over the groaning men with smug expressions. Despite being heavily outnumbered, you had barely broken a sweat.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Spade."

He smoothed out his clothing, his serene demeanor back as he gave you a smile.

"Don't be like that, Corsair. Think of the fun we can have together."

"Hm?"

"Riddle, would probably enjoy having someone like you on deck. And if he doesn't well... At least Trey will vouch for you."

"Riddle... and Trey...?"

Your brow furrows in confusion, and at your mutter his eyes widen before closing with guilt.

"Ah... I forgot to use the code names again..."

"Cute."

"Eh?!"

You laugh lightly, turning away from the flustered pirate and walking out of the alleyway.

"What are you waiting for? Are we going to Heartslabyul or not?"

[silvermoon424]

Is it just me or Minako acted differently in the first season? Like, more mature and sweet, while in the rest of the anime she was more Usagish? I know I'm insane, but am I wrong?

You're not the only person who noticed, a lot of people have! It also happens in the manga. The general theory is that, during the first arc, Minako was determined to avenge the Silver Millennium and wanted to put on a brave front for the other girls.

Minako may be a goofy goober at heart, but she's also very much dedicated to her role as the leader of the Inner Senshi and Serenity's chief protector. When things are serious, she will be serious. This duality is something I really love about her.

Anyway, during the first arc, Minako is fully in her "Leader of the Senshi" mindset; we see it in the last chapter of Codename Sailor V, but she got her memories of the Silver Millennium back first and feels a heavy burden as the one who needs to protect Usagi and prevent the tragedy of their past lives from happening again.

After the first arc tho, Minako becomes much more relaxed as she bonds with the other girls and learns to depend on them more. She's still the leader and will take things seriously if she needs to, but she feels much more at ease now. She can just relax and have fun with her friends.

So yeah, I don't think Minako's personality changed at all. The duality of "regular, silly Minako" and "serious, dedicated Sailor Venus" is something that's an integral part of her character.

[vitaquaarts]

Boom, new character drop

Meet Savilos! Minor spirit of Fortune and Celebrations

Aspects of his story are still being worked on but here's some trivia:

-He's in the same universe as Seren, another character of mine who is also a spirit -Though Seren and Savilos would never meet in canon, Savilos would be terrified of Seren since she is a Major Arcana spirit, meaning she could wipe the floor with him if she so wanted -He has a brother who is also a far stronger spirit in comparison -The codename for Savilos while I was working on his design was "Twink Aurelion Sol"

[lostsunlight]

CHAPTER 1 - CALLA LILIES

childe x reader, wc: 3.6k, masterlist, Ao3

cw: blood and gore, nsfw

Starfell lake is beautiful at sunset, the rays of sun gleaming off the surface of the water. Starsnatch cliff towering above you. Gentle winds from the Anemo Archon blew through your hair. You would have to head to the Statue of the Seven soon, The Church wouldn’t be too happy if you broke curfew. 

It was a rarity to be sent out by the church alone but they had deemed Starfell Lake safe enough for you to go out unaccompanied by another sister, the knights had cleared out the hilichurl camps out that morning. You might as well enjoy the serenity while it lasted. 

Picking a few more Calla Lilies to make a medicinal paste from, a technique from Liyue. You looked up at the beam of pure blue light emanating from the Statue of The Seven. This was the closest you could get to Barbatos, he had been absent from Mondstadt for millennia leaving the people of Mondstadt to do as they pleased. You had begun to even doubt his existence. 

Freedom is what he had wanted for his people, but with freedom comes the opportunity for power. A few families had seized control ago establishing dynasties to be set in stone. Each with control of their own industry. Corruption had been contaminating The Order, The Knights, The Church for generations. The nobility became more and more cruel, their power all but guaranteed. 

The Church and Knights of Favonius had been held by the Gunnhildrs for centuries now. Forming what was now the ruling body of Mondstadt. Tales say they were once kind, but now the two sisters who lead them were cruel, sadistic even. They had freedom to rule, they had given the illusion of freedom to their citizens but those who lay within the confines of The Order were kept on a tight leash, merely their pawns in a much larger game of power.

And yet you had no choice but to obey, what prospects does an orphan who only knew the walls of The Church have? You owe everything to them anyways, they housed and fed you. They trained you in the art of healing, They had even allowed you to keep your Vision. 

The Sisters you had there however showed no love. They ate their young, crushing the younger under their heel. The Church strictly followed the law set out by the Gunnhildrs. A Sister was to devote herself fully to her craft, show no love for anyone but Barbatos. The Sisters were vessels, only to serve the people and their god.

You sighed, This was the way it was. The nobility had kept The Order frozen in state under their utter control. The last Sister to escape was cruelly hunted down by The Knights, you could still remember her limp body being carried into The Church, eyes devoid of light and her Vision grey. You were just eight then, it was the first death you had seen, the first one to sting. None of The Sisters cried during her funeral, buried in the place that held her hostage, a bitter end. You had prayed at her grave, the only time you had truly begged the absent god for anything. You prayed for her soul to rest in peace.

A loud thud and groan broke you from your thoughts. On instinct you ran towards the sound through the trees you spotted a young man, a deep gash in his chest oozing blood.

Kicking into gear you rush towards him.

“Are you ok? I’m Y/N a healer from the Church of Favonius” The man glanced up at her, scowling “I can handle myself Sister, it’s just a scratch anyways” he grittend through his teeth

You note his Snezhnayan accent “You’re remarkably calm for someone who just fell off a cliff you know, did you knock your head on the way down”

“Hah! I wouldn’t be much of a Harbinger if that could bring me down”

You flinched in surprise  “A Harbinger?” This could be your chance, gears turning in your head He gave you a wry smile “Tartaglia, Codename Chile. 11th of the Fatui Harbingers” Your eyes widened at that, before once again moving down to the gash along his chest. 

“You're losing a lot of blood there, are you sure you don't want help?” “Rather insistent aren’t you?” “I'll take that as a yes?” 

He leans back against the cliff  “Go ahead, might as well” You pull out a small bowl, flicking your wrist to fill it with warm water, some gauze, a small bottle of fire-water and a few fresh calla lilies. This was so familiar you could almost do it with your eyes closed

“I'm going to have to cut off your shirt to fully assess the damage, do you have a knife?”

“You don't have one on you?” You let out a small laugh “It's forbidden for a Sister to carry a weapon, let alone use one” He looks you down before replying 

“In my left boot” You nod and move down, pulling out a sharp dagger. Admiring how the silver metal glints in the moonlight. You begin to slice away at his shirt, noting a large bruise beginning to form along his shoulder. Beginning your work you soak some of the gauze and start to clean away some of the blood to gauge how deep the wound was.

Trying to distract him from the pain you speak, “I’ve heard of your mastery of battles, how did someone like you end up with a cut like this?” He hesitates for a moment “A fight, They got an unfortunate opening with their polearm. They didn’t live to tell the tale however” a small grin stretching across his lips

You wince slightly at that. He looks down at the bowl of water you keep refilling

“You have a Hydro Vision as well” You hummed in response  “I am a healer after all” Not taking your eyes off cleaning the wound 

“They say you can make any weapon using your Vision” “They?” “The Knights” you clarified

He cocks his head “Yes, that is true. I think it's truly a testament to my skill. I value the fluidity and speed it gives me it battle” His voice had a slight lilt to it 

“May I speak candidly, Harbinger?” His eyebrows shoot up at your boldness “I've always liked candour” a small smile gracing his lips. “I see no thrill in battle and blood thirst” You didn't look up at him, focused on your task

He was not expecting that “Bold aren’t you. You don't crave the thrill of battle? The elation of victory, the satisfaction of defecting your enemy?” “I'll put it this way, Your job is to harm and mine is to heal. I’ve seen the horrors battle can inflict, I wouldn't want to cause that on anyone” “I suppose you're right, there is an inherent conflict between our roles. But we both have similarities in that we work for what we believe in”

You look up at him, slight surprise painting your features  “Fundamentally we may be opposed, but you do bring up a fair point Harbinger. We both fight for what we believe in, hold loyalty to our values” You pause for a second 

“I guess your flight for the glory of the Tsaritsa like any other Fatui?”

“You ask a lot of questions Y/N” You blinked at him, wanting an answer 

He sighed tilting his head back “Why wouldn't I? She will bring a glorious future to Teyvat, I am loyal to only her. I am hers to use” He says the words with such conviction you almost agree with him “Why fight for a loveless Archon, did you have a choice?”

“Why serve an absent archon?”

“Answer my question first and I might answer yours”

He chuckles a little “I chose this path to fight to protect what I have and If i had the choice I would go down that path again without hesitation” He looked directly at you “I will do whatever the Tsaritsa wishes, what she wants is what I want”

“I serve because I have no choice, i walk down this path with my hands tied behind my back” Satisfied with cleaning the wound you soak some gauze in fire-water “This is going to sting a bit” You wipe it over the large gash. You pick up the calla lilies and crush them with your hands, using your Vision to add a little water to make a paste. You smear it across his wound, grabbing the last of the gauze you get to work. Tightly wrapping the wound to stop the bleeding and packing away your things He looks down to inspect your handiwork “Thank You”

“Don’t thank me just yet. It's pretty deep, You’ll need stitches. I’m guessing you won’t come back to the cathedral with me to see the other healers” You hesitate for a second. “I can sneak you into the cathedral, there's an old room in the roof, I don't think The Deaconess knows about it” He's silent for a while, clearly considering the offer 

“Why should I trust you, this could all just be an elaborate trap”

“Either you bleed out here, or you blindly trust someone who just helped you. I'm not stupid, I know if I report you I’ll be dead within moments. I'm not willing to gamble my life like that”

“Ok, I’ll go with you” A slight hint of resignation edged his words

“Good, can you stand?” He grunts a bit as he moves to stand, you place his arm around your shoulder to support him. He hunches over your smaller frame as the two of you go to the waypoint.

✧

The two of you appear in Mondstadt, a gleam of silver running its way down your bodies. Perhaps Barbatos was truly watching over you as the city was dead, not a single soul milling about. You make your way up the endless stairs, climbing higher, taking care to avoid any Knights on duty.

You see the giant statue of Barbatos, hands held up and wings flared In the centre of a large circle, two large stone colonnades flanking the circle. The ancient cathedral was behind the statue, standing proudly. Two towers in the front rose above, topped with green tiles spires housing the city bells. An intricate rounded stained window in the centre, the red banners of The Knights gently flapping in the breeze. You make your way to the side under the buttresses. “Can you climb?” You ask. He nods in response “OK. I'm going to go through that side door, wait for me outside of that window” You point up a stained glass window high above the two of you, on the roof a bell tower sitting on top of a small rounded structure. Without much of a word he begins to climb, face slightly grimacing in pain.

You make your way through the wooden side door, nowhere near as intricate as the front door which depicts the famous battles of the city's history in gold. 

Entering you find a Sister, waiting up for you, the deep lines of her face frowning in disapproval. Her black habit was pressed neatly, not a strand of grey hair out of place “Ah, Sister Olga. I deeply apologise for returning so late” You gesture to the small splatters of blood on your dress “I had an unfortunate encounter with a stray hilichurl on the way back” Sister Olga looks at you with a cold regard, I hope for you sake this doesn't happen again. You will report to The Deaconess tomorrow morning after morning prayer. She will decide your punishment” Your breath hitches, you knew this was coming. You could only hope that the punishment wouldn’t be too hard. The memory of Sister Marianne’s punishment forebodes otherwise.

“Of course Sister, have a blessed night”. She nods your dismissal and you make your way into the church. The high ceilings of the cathedral dwarfing you, the clack of your shoes against the marble reverberating. Making your way up the hidden stairs to the Sisters quarters you shimmied your way up to the very top of the church. Prowling along the wooden beams of the roof with practised ease to the old abandoned room hanging in the roof of the ceiling, the old bell being housed on the roof above.

It was a small circular room, dust coated the surface of the wooden storage chests laying around. You had found the room as a small child, you had spent half a summer exploring every nook and cranny of the cathedral before your training had begun. Since then you had used the room as your own, climbing up when you needed a moment's reprieve. Keeping it a secret for only yourself.

You open the window to find the Harbinger in the room, moving away you let him in. “Not very polite to keep your guest waiting” “Apologies, Harbinger” you grumble You sigh looking at him “Why are you letting a Sister of Favonius help you like this? Aren’t we the enemy?”

“There's more to a person than their affiliation, but I think the true question is why a Sister is helping a Fatui” “I’ll give you one guess, Harbinger” “Well, my guess is that you're not that loyal to The Church but I suppose you're indebted to The Church. There is also the possibility you could be a spy” His eyes glint with something you can't quite place.

“Like I said earlier, I can assure you I’m not a spy, If you suspected I was a spy my body would already be at the bottom of Cider lake.” you cross your arms “And I’m not indebted I’m trapped, I owe no debt to the ones who keep me here against my will”

“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t fear me” There was a sharp edge to his voice. You looked up at his towering form, even wounded he was terrifying. But you had to go through with this, push the fear bubbling up your throat down, this could be your only chance.

“You seem to want to know alot about be”

Ignoring the pointed question you gesture to the ground “Sit down” 

He raises a brow at your demand but does as you ask. You look at the mass of scars covering his body. You kneel down between his legs and take off one your your gloves

“Bite into this, this is going to hurt” He takes your glove, looking at it with a curious regard. You unwrap the initial dressings and clean the area again with water and then fire-water. 

Looking up at him you whisper “Ready?” 

He gives a nod of confirmation “Do your worst”

You begin to sew him up. He groans as the needle pieces his flesh. “I suppose this will be a nice addition to your collection of your scars” You say, trying to distract him again. Concentrating on stitching neatly. He winces at the pain, though your glove he mumbles

“That's one way to put it Fuck. Are you nearly done?”

“Just a few minutes, surely you've been in more pain right?” He nods “You’re right, I have been through much worse” You tie the last suture and he takes the glove out of his mouth, handing it back to you. You place it to the side.

“Some of these scars” You look up at him, not moving from in between his legs “How did you manage them”

He laughs a little “I'm a glutton for punishment when it comes to training and I don't give up easily. Most of them are from sparring and battle” He looks at you, tilting his head ever so slightly

“Not many people ask about my scars” “They’re too afraid to ask I suppose, Some of these look quite old” You trace along one on his shoulder, it’s hooked and flat against his skin, barely there “How long have you been fighting” “Fourteen, when I was conscripted into the Fatui. I'm twenty now” You look up in shock “You’re that young?” “You don't look much older than me”

“I’m nineteen” You pause thinking what to say next

“5 years to climb through the ranks like that” You mutter, almost amazed 

He looks down at you “They don't call me formidable for no reason, girlie”

You take a steadying breath “What do you hope to achieve with all this fighting anyway?”

"Two reasons, One I want to be the best. Two I want to leave my mark in the stone of this world, I won't be forgotten like everyone else”

He regards you “Why do you stay”

You look away from him “I wanted to help at first even if that meant I had to remain a pawn to The Order, but eventually I began to crave freedom. I can't just leave or I’ll return to the city with a head on a pike. I don't want to be on a leash anymore but there's not much choice”

He narrows his eyes, suspicion painted across his features “You seem want to know a lot about me” asking the question again, trying to root out your motives You hum “I’m curious, The Knights told us about the Harbingers. They told us that they were cruel, inhuman monsters who take every chance they could to inflict harm on this world.” You tilt your head, meeting his gaze head on They told us that you were dangerous and to run and report it if we ever saw one. But you, you seem so human”

He looks down at you, voice growing harder “Why didn’t you report me?” “We all want something, I want my freedom. I think you could help me with that” You look at him coldly

“What makes me think I would help you” His voice having an almost harsh tone to it “I took a gamble. I don't have many options and unlike you, Harbinger I don't have power” He leans in closer to you, clearly intrigued “And how would I help you gain your freedom?”

A grin spreads across your face “We fake my death, if The Knights think the Fatui killed me then they can't do anything. You have diplomatic immunity and they don’t want to start a war they can't win. We have to give them enough reason to suspect that it was the Fatui without direct proof so they won't investigate my death too closely”

He glares at you “Oh so you plan to place a diplomatic incident on my shoulders then?” “No, like I said The Knights can't do anything, accusing the Fatui of killing A Sister would be a bad move on their part. They don't care enough about me to take that sort of risk” You continue “If we make it look like I got too close to something the Fatui were doing it would give you a justifiable reason to kill me, we just have to make it look like it might be the Fatui, give them a few fragments but not enough to solidly accuse the Fatui. I need to get away cleanly, if they look for me too soon I'm as good as dead” “That is… quite the plan, what do you plan to do after” “Run away, maybe to Fontaine but there's always a healer needed I could plausibly go anywhere” “Why Fontaine?” “I speak Fontanese” 

He stares at you, his gaze piercing through you “How can I trust you? You answer honestly “You can’t”

You lean slightly closer to him, trying to goad him into it trying to hitting the one weak point you know of “I know you like a challenge Harbinger” “Hm, I’ve never faked a murder before” The implication he left hanging heavy in the air

“You know what they say, an eye for an eye” He leaned back “What can you offer me in return?”

“I-I can’t offer you much” You hang your head. You had expected this, of course he would want something in return. 

“Hows this, I help you run away from The Church and you work for me on my next assignment”

“In what capacity?

“This next assignment, I can't risk letting the other Harbingers know what I’m up to. If I’m injured it could reveal what I’m up to. I can't have a loose subordinate running loose. This needs to be airtight” He sighs “I want you to work in the capacity of my personal healer, clearly you have the skills”

Your eyes beam with surprise. You sat back considering the offer. 

“How long will your next assignment take?” He shrugged “At least 5 months”

“And after that I’ll have my freedom”

He only nodded in response. 

“Can you guarantee that” You narrowed your eyes, you would be a fool to trust a Harbinger’s word.

“You’ll just have to trust me” echoing your sentiment from earlier

You make eye contact with him a rush of impulsiveness flooding your body “I accept”

“Good”

You frown slightly, “What are you doing in Mondstadt anyways?”

“I can't say exactly, but I’ll tell you I'm trying to find someone”

A silence hangs in the air. You stand up and open the window as he shrugs on his taking a moment to look at the new wound stark across his chest “Find me here in a week from now at midnight, We can talk about this deal and I can check up on that wound” You look away “And sorry about your shirt” He elegantly climbs out the window, the breeze running through his red hair.

“Meeting you has been… interesting Y/N”  Without another word he disappears into the night. You close the window, a smile tugging at your lips, freedom might finally be yours. 

[desiderium-eden]

The Kingdom of Navka

Cheatsheet

A large kingdom of eternal night and winter. Navka spans over a massive territory but due to the harsh conditions of the land, it's not much more populated than other nations. The land is full of dense forests, steep mountains, and murderous creatures which have made travel(and invasions) pretty difficult.

Government:

Navka operates under a monarchy, with the royal family being the Volodymyrr. The current Kroi (king) Vlasily took over the crown a couple decades before after the death of his brother Alexandre (nicknamed the Kroi Dyyavol). The capital city is Alluka, a large city surrounded by icy rock that make it seem like the city was built inside a hollowed-out mountain. (Myths say it used to be a mountain until the god Irae dug it out to provide shelter and protection to the people.)

Environment:

Tundra. Lot of snow and ice. Not too much variety in plant life. But thick forests of evergreen trees. And while rarer, also trees (and some other plants) seemingly made of crystal. There are also only a handful of flowers native to the area. The most prevalent being the Elys (a blue and white version of a Chinese lantern flower that gives off a soft glow).

Trade:

Due to the climate, Navka had trouble growing their own produce (with a few exceptions) so has to import it from other nations. Same with certain textiles and things. But they're still a wealthy nation rich in resources (metals, gems, monster meat/parts, etc). Main exports are weapons, crystals and gems, alcohol, furs, and other parts and meat from the various creatures native to Navka. Their most valuable export, and the one that is very rarely traded, is animulla, a crystal that can greatly amplify magic.

Religion:

The people of Navka generally worship 2 main deities. Irae, the god of the hearth, dance and justice, as well as his partner, Seren, the goddess of blood, lust and death. Worship is conducted through dance, rituals to celebrate the dead, and the annual blood orgy (I'm joking about the latter). With the temple's clergy being .... look, the church is basically a bunch of idols and, in some parts, strippers probably. They conduct worship through song and dance to inspire the people. As well as other charity work.

Other:

Magic (also called "kazka") is free to learn and practice among everyone. However, it's mostly the upper class that practice because most other people have actual jobs and no time to learn.

Bears are legit citizens and are treated as such. I don't mean bearshifters. I mean actual bears.

Navka is native to a species of wolves the size of horses that possess some level of psychic capability. They choose a partner when young and bond with, creating a telepathic link between the two. This link becomes stronger as they grow together. To the point where they can feel each other's pain and panic.

Polygamy is legal and encouraged. Bigger harems can be seen as social status symbols. Because .... "cuddle piles" meant you'd survive the winter or something...

Sex workers are held in high regard and have the same social standing as the temple, military, and lower nobility. And some may also be a network of spies under the codename "Rusalka".

All the stupid silly stuff about Navka is mostly here to distract from the many, many war crimes and atrocities committed by the former king.... including the takeover and mass killing of the land of Djilia and their people, the psirans, with the exception of one that was enslaved.

[sailormoonandme]

I made a Reading List for the Sailor Moon Manga Canon

I composed this reading list for the entire manga, Sailor Moon, Sailor V and the side stories too.

  I admit I haven’t ‘road tested’ this list so if anyone tries it out (or even just looks over the below) and has any advice to improve it I am very open to taking suggestions.

The names of the chapters are in reference to the Eternal Editions which I used as the ‘skeleton’ for this list. My aim was to include everything in such a way that did not give away spoilers and retained as much drama and narrative flow as possible. My thinking was, how would I recommend the series to a first time reader who wants to experience everything at once.

  To this end I opted to avoid disrupting the Sailor Moon story arcs and slot everything else in between them. In general I tried to slot everything in as close to when they chronologically take place as possible, so if a side story takes place during an arc I’ve placed it immediately after that arc for example. The downside of this is that the narrative flow gets interrupted whenever an arc ends in a cliffhanger that gets picked up at the beginning of the next arc.

  My internal rationale for this is that the arcs are akin to a season of television, wherein you inevitably get breaks in between anyway. So the side stories are a chance to decompress after the climactic events of one arc and before we begin a new one. If you are a Marvel fan, it is a little like getting two more relaxed Marvel movies immediately after Avengers: Infinity War’s cliffhanger and before Avengers: Endgame picks up after said cliffhanger.

  With all that out the way, here is my proposed reading order:

  Codename: Sailor V Part 1

Codename: Sailor V vol.1: Sailor V Is Born!

  Codename:  Sailor V vol.2: Minako in "Crown Game Center"

  Codename: Sailor V vol.3: Sailor V's  Big Debut! Channel 44: Pandora's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.4: Petite  Pandora's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.5: The Dark  Agency Conspiracy 

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Dark Kingdom Arc

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 1 Usagi: Sailor Moon

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 2 Ami: Sailor Mercury

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 3 Rei: Sailor Mars

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 4 Masquerade: Masked Ball

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 5 Makoto: Sailor Jupiter

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 6 Tuxedo Kamen: Tuxedo Mask

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 7 Mamoru Chiba: Tuxedo Mask

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 8 Minako: Sailor V

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 9 Serenity: Princess

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 10 Moon: Tsuki

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 11 Reunion: Endymion

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 12 Enemy: Queen Metalia

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 13 Final Battle: Reincarnation

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 14 An Ending And A Beginning: La Petite Étrangère

  Codename: Sailor V Part 2

Codename: Sailor V vol.6: Showdown!  Sailor V vs. Cyber Gladiatrix Ruga

  Codename: Sailor V vol.7: Sailor V  on Vacation: Ambitions Toward Hawaii!

  Codename: Sailor V vol.8: Love on A  Tree-Lined Road: Super Turbo Throttle!

  Codename: Sailor V vol.9: Sailor V  vs. Deburine

  Codename: Sailor V vol.10: Sailor  V's in Trouble?! Enter Phantom Thief Ace!

  Side Stories Part 1

Side Story: Casablanca  Memory 

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Black Moon Arc

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 15 Invasion: Sailor Mars

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 16 Abduction: Sailor Mercury

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 17 Secrecy: Sailor Jupiter

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 18 Aggression: Sailor Venus

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 19 Time Warp: SailorPluto

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 20 Crystal Tokyo: King Endymion

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 21 Confusion: Nemesis

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 22 Hidden Agenda: Nemesis

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 23 Puppet Master: Wiseman

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 24 Attack: Black Lady

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 25 Confrontation: Death Phantom

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 26 Rebirth: Never-Ending

  Side Stories Part 2

Side Story Chibi-Usa's  Picture Diary, Chapter 1: Beware of the Transfer Student!

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Infinity Arc

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 27 Infinity 1 -Premonition

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 28 Infinity 2 - Ripples

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 29 Infinity 3 - Duet: New Soldiers

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 30 Infinity 4 - Sailor Uranus: Haruka Ten'ô, Sailor Neptune:  Michiru Kaiô

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 31 Infinity 5 - Sailor Pluto: Setsuna Meiô

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 32 Infinity 6 - Three Guardians

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 33 Infinity 7 - Metamorphosis: Super Sailor Moon

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 34 Infinity 8 - Labyrinth Mugen 1

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 35 Infinity 9 - Labyrinth Mugen 2

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 36 Infinity 10 - Infinite ∞ Firmament

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 37 Infinity 11 - Infinite ∞ Judgement

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 38 Infinity 12 - Infinite ∞ Journey

  Codename: Sailor V Part 3

Codename: Sailor V vol.11: Pet  Perils Part 1: Nyan-Nyan's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.12: Pet  Perils Part 2: Wan-Wan's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.13: Pet  Perils Part 3: Chu-Chu's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.14: Staking  the Springtime of Youth on A Hachimaki Stone!!

  Codename: Sailor V vol.15: A New  Journey!! Part One

  Codename: Sailor V vol.16: A New  Journey!! Part Two

  Side Stories Part 3

Side Story Chibi-Usa's Picture Diary, Chapter 2: Beware of Tanabata

  Side Story The Love of Princess Kaguya

  Side Story The Entrance Exam Wars, Chapter 1: Mako-chan's Melancholy

  Side Story The Entrance Exam Wars, Chapter 2:Ami-chan's First Love

  Side Story The Entrance Exam Wars, Chapter 3: Rei And Minako's Girls' School Battle?!

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Dream Arc

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 39 Dream 1: Eclipse Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 40 Dream 2: Mercury Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 41 Dream 3: Mars Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 42 Dream 4: Jupiter Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 43 Dream 5: Venus Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 44 Dream 6: New Soldiers  Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 45 Dream 7: Mirror Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 46 Dream 8: Elysium Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 47 Dream 9: Dead Moon Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 48 Dream 10: Princess Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 49 Dream 11: Earth And Moon  Dream

  Side Stories Part 4

Side Story Chibi-Usa's Picture Diary, Chapter 3: Beware of Cavaties!

  Side Story Chibi-Usa's Picture Diary, Chapter 4: The Secret Hammer Price Hall

  Side Story Parallel Sailor Moon 

[This isn’t a canonical story and was published after the manga  had concluded. I put it here simply because I felt it would be more impactful  if the last chapter to be read was in fact the intended ending of the manga  itself]

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Stars Arc

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 50 Stars 1

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 51 Stars 2

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 52 Stars 3

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 53 Stars 4

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 54 Stars 5

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 55 Stars 6

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 56 Stars 7

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 57 Stars 8

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 58 Stars 9

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 59 Stars 10

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 60 Stars 11

  Bonus

Future Reunion: A Chibi-Usa and Helios Fancomic. This is a doujinshi that is not only really great and fits perfectly within canon, but is also formatted like the Eternal Editions. Highly recommended if you are still hankering for a slice of the Mooniverse.