#crossover pairings

[madamebaggio]

Notes: Previously...

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Chapter 14

Edoras

After Théoden said something about a place called Helm’s Deep, he left the room with Gandalf right after him. Sansa suspected the other man - and was he really a man? - was not done trying to persuade the king.

Honestly, Sansa could well understand Gandalf and Aragorn’s frustration at Théoden. She couldn’t claim to be a strategist, but all of this seemed like a bad idea.

She’d once been in a battle where the enemy came to them. She’d hidden down in the crypts with the others, waiting for a miracle. She’d been stuck in a place when the dead rose to kill them all.

Sansa was in no hurry to repeat the experience. She didn’t even need to look at Susan to know the other woman thought the same.

“Your Grace.” Theon hurried near, then bowed when he saw who else was there. “My lords. Your Majesty. I am sorry for interrupting, but…” Now he seemed like he didn’t want to speak.

Sansa immediately knew. “Arya or Jaime?” She asked with a sigh.

Theon cleared his throat. “Both. Arya is fighting the men and Jaime is taking bets.”

Sansa took a deep breath in, before turning to men who’d stayed behind  and Susan and giving them a polite - and brittle - smile. “If you excuse me, my lords, my lady.”

She didn’t need to look behind her to know they all came after her. She’d stepped out the hall and went down the stairs, only to find Arya holding a dagger to a man’s throat.

“Arya.” She called.

Her sister looked up. “Aye?”

She glared at her sister, then her eyes moved to Jaime, who was surrounded by other men. 

“Ser Jaime?”

“Your Grace.” He waved at her. “Next one is about to start. Would you like to make a bet?”

“What I want to know is why you are doing this.” She asked, arching an eyebrow.

“Well, Arya started it.” Jaime said shamelessly, making the younger Stark glare at him. “Someone said she could not fight being that small, she insisted she could…” He shrugged. “I was just exploring the business opportunities.”

“They have just disappeared.” She informed them both. “Get the others, meet me in my chambers. We have something to discuss.”

***

Susan imagined that Sansa had taken her people to talk about the next steps they’d take. She’d get Helga and the others to do the same. She wasn’t convinced they should go to Helm’s Deep. Perhaps, she should go and meet her siblings in Minas Tirith.

If the people of Rohan were planning on staying still for a while, there was nothing the Narnians could do to help. It seemed to her that going to Gondor might be a better use of her time.

She’d just turned into a hallway, when she saw Gandalf coming from the opposite direction.

“My lady.” The wizard came towards her. “It is an honour to meet a Queen of Narnia.” Gandalf bowed to Susan. “Stories from your land have always reached us.”

“The honour is mine.” Susan nodded at him. “The White Wizard. It is good to know someone deserving of the title now has it.”

“You are very kind, my Queen.” Gandalf gave her a small smile. “I was told you and Queen Sansa have been helping.”

“We did what we could, which was not much.” Susan sighed. “We could not prevent Lord Éomer’s banishment.”

Gandalf nodded gravely. “You cannot carry a whole kingdom on your shoulders, your majesty. Especially when there is such malice behind the happenings in here.”

Susan nodded. “I am glad you are here and that the King is back. The question is: now what?”

“Now I would like to ask for your continuous support.” Gandalf told her seriously. “I do not believe this will be as simple as going to Helm’s Deep, which - mind you - is not easy at all.”

Susan sighed. “I was planning on going to meet my siblings in Gondor.” She admitted to him.

“I would kindly ask you to wait for a bit.” The wizard spoke. “Follow us to Helm’s Deep. I have not given up on Théoden.”

Susan frowned. “Do you think my presence there would be of any help?”

“From what I gathered, you have been great company to Lady Éowyn and you have actively tried to help this whole time. I think Théoden might be open to hearing from you.”

Susan sighed one more time. “Fine. We will go.”

Gandalf bowed his head in her direction. “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

“Do not thank me yet. I cannot promise anything.” She pointed out.

“Friends are hard to come by in dark times, my lady. The fact that you are here is already a great promise.”

***

Éowyn hurried to Léoith’s house. They were all leaving for Helm's Deep soon and then they’d be faced with the question of the two ‘intruders’ in the middle of the city.

She didn’t even know how to explain their presence, even though there were so many outsiders in Edoras at this point it might be unfair to judge young Percival and Lancelot. On the other hand, in those uncertain times, more strangers might just be a problem.

“I heard the news.” Léoith said as soon as she walked in. “When do we have to leave?”

“The day after tomorrow.” Éowyn twisted her fingers. “How is he?”

“He is much better, but I am not sure if good enough to walk all the way to Helm’s Deep.”

Most people would have to. They’d save carts and horses for the elderly and the sick, and -even though Lancelot was still in recovery - it’d once again bring back the question of who he was and why he was there.

“Lady Éowyn.” Percival came running into the room. “Are we really leaving?”

She touched the boy’s shoulder. “Yes. We will need to find a way to get you and Lancelot in the middle of the group.”

“We could just leave.”

It was the first time she’d seen him standing up. Lancelot was a tall man, and he seemed much recovered; his skin had more colour in it and he seemed firm on his own legs.

Apparently he was also well enough to say absurd things. “Leave?” She repeated. “Where to?”

“I do not know.” He admitted. “But we have taken enough of your time and kindness. It might be time to be on our own.”

“You cannot expect to take this boy out there!” Léoith protested. “It was a miracle you managed to arrive here. It is not safe, there are too many orcs running free.”

Lancelot turned his eyes to Percival. “You are correct. Perhaps I should leave on my own.”

“No!” Percival protested immediately.

“Calm down.” Éowyn asked the boy, before turning to Lancelot. “You are not leaving on your own.”

Lancelot frowned. “No?”

“No.” She told him firmly. “You are not recovered and it is not safe.”

“But you know it will not be easy to explain where we came from.” He pointed out. “Your people will know we are not from here.”

Then it came to Éowyn. “But you are not the only outsiders,” which she had thought about before, but now it came with a different idea. “Who is to say you are not Narnians?”

***

“We will not make to Gondor.” Jaime pointed out, looking at the map. “It is a risk to move out there right now.”

Sansa sighed. “I will send a letter to Margaery now. She should know where we are headed.”

“I do not like this.” Brienne commented.

Sandor grunted what was probably an agreement.

Theon was quiet on a corner, and Sansa turned to him. “Theon?”

“I have a bad feeling.” He told her simply. “But I do agree that there is nothing we can do at this point. From what we have heard from Arya and even the people around the city, this land is covered in orcs and uruk-hais. We stand no chance on our own.”

“That is what I feared.” She looked at Jaime. “What do you think?”

“We are evacuating a city. There will be families, children, the elderly, the sick… Not everyone here is a fighter and I do not know how big of an army is left here. Any idiot would know this will be a slow moving group. I would attack us on the way.”

“We also do not know how big the army of the enemy is.” Brienne reminded him.

“No, we do not. And, as much as I hope they are no more than a hundred untrained idiots, I would not bet our safety on a hope.”

Sansa pinched the bridge of her nose. She was getting a headache and she had no time for this. “I will write to Margaery now. You go out there and find as much information as you can. Talk to the Narnians, talk to the Rohirrim, talk to the damn wizard if you must.” And she could not believe she was saying that. “Get me whatever you can, because I need to pass on the information to her, in case…” She pressed her lips together.

Arya frowned. “Sansa.”

“In case something happens.” She finished.

The others exchanged looks, but they nodded at her and left to do what was asked of them. Only when the door closed did Sansa notice that Arya had stayed behind.

“Are you feeling unwell?” Her sister wanted to know.

“It will pass.”

Arya snorted. “Do not start acting all prissy now.”

Sansa arched an eyebrow at her sister. “I am still your Queen.”

“Only when it is convenient.” She smirked.

Sansa snorted, her lips curling up. “I will be fine. I assure you.”

“Fine.” Arya seemed to finally accept her answer. “But, Sansa, on my word, say you want to leave and I will get you out. The others would not mind and you know that.”

“I do.”

Arya gave her a firm nod and left the room.

She walked down the hallways, looking for the others, but someone else found her first.

“Lady Arya.”

“Sir Reepichip. What is the news from your side?”

“We are all going to Helm’s Deep.” He informed her. “My Queen has just decided it.”

“So has Sansa. What do you know of the enemy?”

“Nothing more than a few tales. We should find a better source.”

They exchanged a look. “The dwarf.”

***

“What do you think of all these Queens here?” Boromir asked Aragorn, once they were alone.

“I am not sure.” He admitted. “Help is help, but I do wonder what they might be interested in. They all came from far away just to be here.”

“It is bad that we need to worry about war, but now we also have politics involved.”

Aragorn was bemused. “There is always politics involved, my friend.”

“Yes. My brother is the natural diplomat between us.” Boromir had a fond smile on his face as he spoke about Faramir. “I learned it because I must, but he just had something in him.”

“It will be a great pleasure to meet Lord Faramir.” He put a hand on his shoulder. “But back to the current situation…”

“Why don’t you talk to Queen Sansa’s people?” Boromir offered. “I knew Théodred, even if not that well, so I might try and talk to the King.”

Aragorn nodded. “Let us do this.”

Honestly, Sansa could understand well Gandalf and Aragorn’s frustration at Théoden. She couldn’t claim to be a strategist, but all of this seemed like a bad idea.

She didn’t even need to look at Susan to know the other woman thought the same.

“Your Grace.” Theon hurried near, then bowed when he saw who else was there. “My lords. Your Majesty. I’m sorry for interrupting, but…” Now he seemed like he didn’t want to speak.

Sansa immediately knew. “Arya or Jaime?” She asked with a sigh.

Theon cleared his throat. “Both. Arya is fighting the men and Jaime is taking bets.”

Sansa took a deep breath in, before turning to Théoden King and giving him a polite -and brittle -smile. “If you excuse me, my lord.”

She didn’t need to look behind her to know they all came after her. She’d stepped out the hall and went down the stairs, only to find Arya holding a dagger to a man’s throat.

“Arya.” She called.

Her sister looked up. “Aye?”

She glared at her sister, then her eyes moved to Jaime, who was surrounded by other men. “Ser Jaime?”

“Your Grace.” He waved at her. “Next one is about to start. Would you like to make a bet?”

[rwac96]

Crossover Crack Ship- Jaune Arc X Jane Doe

ANONYMOUS CHIVALRY/JANE'S ARC/ARCDOE

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[dyaz-stories]

This is a Kagome Higurashi x Gojo Satoru piece I recently commissioned from @minthe-drawings, who did a wonderful job bringing it to life 🥰 Kagome and Gojo are a crossover ship I've had for a little while and I'm thrilled to have this wonderful piece to obsess over.

My fanfiction about them who are we to fight the alchemy? is available on Ao3, and chapter 7 will be out soon, so check it out if you'd like!

[ngsm-mmk]

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先日、尤斯様に愛を込めて #ロクモン を描いた画像をいただきました。本当に嬉しかったです！！！誠にありがとうございました、大好きです！！😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

かっこよすぎて本当にすごいと思います。魅力がいっぱいで、やっぱり最高な二人です！！😍😍😋😋😋

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The other day, I received an image of #amon6 drawn with love by Youth-sama. I was really happy!!! Thank you so much, I really love it!! 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

It's so cool and amazing, full of charm. You two are simply the best!! 😍😍😋😋😋

[authorautumnbanks]

Twisted Desire Part Two

Summary: If Kagome knew accepting the role at Jujutsu High would come with two yandere students, she would have stayed at her old job. Too bad for her, once Satoru and Suguru put their mind to something, everyone bends to their will. Even Higurashi-sensei.

Pairing: SatoruxKagomexSuguru

Read Part One

"Suguru, this is Higurashi Kagome, the new teacher here. I hope you make her feel more welcome than Satoru did," Yaga says, shaking his head.

The classroom is one of the many empty rooms at Jujutsu High, but judging from the boxes on the desk, this must be Kagome's new space.

"It's nice to meet you, Suguru," Kagome greets. Her black hair is pulled back into a low ponytail, with a couple of strands curling over her ears. Her eyes are brown and warm. There's something doe like about them. An innocence he wants to corrupt. Suguru wets his lips.

He wants to kiss her. Her lips are so pink and full. Every inch of her calls to him. From the gentle slope of her neck to the hint of cleavage that peeks through the white blouse when she bows. He wants her.

"Suguru," Yaga warns, narrowing his eyes at him.

Oh... right. Suguru clears his throat and then bows. "Nice to meet you, Higurashi-sensei. Geto Suguru." He eyes her calves. Imagines how her legs would look over his shoulder while he fucks her. He'd have to be gentle with her. She's so small compared to him and so damn naïve looking that she might fall over at the slightest provocation.

His lip curls up as he straightens himself. "Love the color blue." And he loves the way the black skirt stretches across her hips.

Kagome glances at her feet. "It is a pretty color." She looks over at Yaga and then at Suguru. "So, we have a mission together. Would you like to get going now?"

Why do they have a mission together? He doesn't need to learn how to work with a team like Satoru had to. Or how to foster a relationship. And surely, she isn't going to fight while wearing a skirt and open-toe heels?

"Sure, we can get going," he answers. Unlike Satoru, he knows how to play this cool.

"Are you packed? It may take a while."

Suguru narrows his eyes. "You're doing the countryside mission with me?"

"I thought it would be good to have Kagome-san go with you," Yaga says, rubbing the back of his neck as he tilts it to the side. "Got some more information on it and the villagers are on edge. Frantic even. Kagome-san is good at putting others at ease."

Kagome nods. "I grew up on a shrine. Lots of people came through with odd requests and particular personalities."

Suguru swallows. A mission with Kagome alone is one thing, but one that may last longer than a day is another ballpark. Sure, this may be their first meeting, but he doesn't need any other encounters to know Kagome is his. He feels it deep in his bones. Feels it in his spirit. She's meant to be his. Meant to be in his life.

He nods his head and jerks his thumb towards the door behind him. "I just need to grab my bag, and I'll meet you at the car."

He hightails it out of there before he does or says something he might regret. He needs to play this cool—he can play this cool. Satoru mentioned how wary Kagome was of him, though honestly, he doesn't blame her, not when Satoru is so... not subtle. And now that Suguru has gotten to see Kagome in all her beauty... well, shit, maybe he can't play this cool.

He runs to his dorm room and grabs his bag. Truthfully, he spends more time on campus than he does at his apartment. Maybe he should get rid of it and spend his money on something else. Suguru tugs at his jacket as he makes his way out of the dorm building and outside to where the manager is waiting for him. Something grabs hold of him and strangles his throat.

How dare that poor excuse of a sorcerer talk to Kagome. How dare he make her laugh. Suguru grits his teeth as he approaches. Kagome stops mid-laugh and stares at him. Can she feel it? Feel the murderous thoughts swelling in his gut?

"Ready to go?" she asks.

"All set," he replies, glancing away to look at the manager. Suguru blinks. What an unremarkable, forgettable face. "Do you mind sitting in the back with me? I get car sick sometimes."

The manager opens his mouth and promptly closes it. He turns his head and then hurries into the driver's seat.

Yeah, that's what he thought. Suguru smiles at Kagome. Maybe they can stretch the mission out for two or three days? He folds his body into the backseat so his head rests near her lap. It's a bit uncomfortable, but the smell of her perfume makes it better.

Kagome yawns and crosses her legs. "Kiyotaka, when we get to the village, you don't have to stay."

Kiyotaka? Oh, Ijichi, the piss-ass sorcerer who Satoru told to just be a driver instead. Suguru sighs and pretends as if the drive is making him sick. Kagome laughs at something Ijichi says. Suguru's stomach churns. Well, something is making him sick to his stomach, and it is not the drive.

When they arrive at the village, way up in the mountains, and so far out that his phone service is wonky, Suguru takes the lead. The sky darkens overhead. It took far too long to drive out here. How anyone finds this place is a mystery. This village is out in the middle of nowhere. He grabs their bags from the trunk and slams the driver's door shut. There's a yelp, but he waves it off. Ijichi should have moved his leg faster. Kagome frowns, but Suguru steps in front of her.

"Let's go," he says with a serene smile on his face. "Need to put these villagers at ease."

"Um, okay." Kagome bites her lip, worrying it between her teeth. She holds out a hand for her yellow backpack, which he reluctantly hands over. The moment she turns around to head towards the inn, Suguru throws a glare over his shoulder. Ijichi shrinks in the chair and pushes his large glasses up his nose.

For Ijichi's sake, Suguru hopes he doesn't seriously think he has a shot with Kagome. He wipes his face clear of any discomfort and goes for calm. The villagers here are jumpy, and he doesn't want to set them off. Kagome heads to the front desk and introduces them.

"We only have one room available," the woman says from behind the counter. The hotel, if it could be called that, is old and worn down. The light overhead flickers. He senses a couple of curses in the area. Typically, the curses in the countryside are much weaker than those in the city. The negative emotions must be at an all-time high in this village.

"That's fine," Kagome says with a sigh. She fidgets with the strap of her bookbag. Suguru glances at her legs, admiring the shape of them. The chances of them being wrapped around his waist tonight are slim, but he's always been up for a challenge.

"It only has one bed," the woman says as she pulls out a key. "Really sorry about that. The other rooms aren't in working condition because of the troubles we have experienced, and we were only expecting one person to come out." The last part comes out bitter, as if the woman is offended that Kagome and he will be sharing a room.

"That's fine," Kagome repeats. "Just give us some extra bedding and I can sleep on the floor."

"What?" Suguru scoffs. "You aren't sleeping on the floor."

Kagome glances at him and then looks away. Did she just dismiss him? He grits his teeth. No fucking way is she sleeping on the floor when there is a bed they can both sleep in.

"Tell me about these troubles you have been having. When did it begin?"

"Oh, well, it started when those monsters were born. Perhaps when they were conceived, even." The woman leads them down the corridor, past the other rooms until they reach the one at the far end. "Every bad thing happens when they are around. It's far too late now, but tomorrow, someone can show you those things. Please get rid of them. We thought of it, but..." She huffs as she hands over the key. "But killing another is a bit much. We aren't like them, you see. We don't wish ill."

"Right," Kagome says. "So, when you say them, are you referring to another human?"

The woman balks. "If they could be considered as such. They may wear the same skin as us, but they are monsters." She holds a hand to her forehead. "I just can't bear to think about this any further. Someone else will take you to them in the morning. I cannot do it. Sleep will be evasive once more."

Kagome flashes a smile and touches the woman's arm. Her hand glows, but the woman doesn't seem to notice. "I understand. You get your rest. We will look into this further in the morning when tensions are not as high." She waits until the woman leaves to unlock the door. Once inside, Kagome turns to him. "I am sleeping on the floor, Suguru. It is only right."

He opens his mouth to argue. The bed is big enough for the both of them... okay, it would be a tight fit with both of them in the bed, but what's a little cuddling between future lovers? And the floor is tatami mats. The bed would be better on her back.

"Respectfully, I am not asking your opinion on this." Kagome tilts her head to the side and smiles. "Forgive me."

Suguru closes his mouth and smiles tightly. He inhales, trying desperately to dislodge the discomfort from his chest. Boundaries. She's establishing boundaries, and he hates it. If he presses too hard, then she might slip out of his grasp.

Patience, he reminds himself. Just be a little patient.

The next morning, Kagome is up before him. He hates the way Kagome waits outside of the room for him to change. He hates the way she rushes through breakfast and only gives him shallow answers.

"How did you hone your skills?"

"The same as everyone else. Practice."

"What made you decide to work as a sorcerer?"

"Yaga scouted me."

"What about teaching? You're new to Jujutsu. What qualifies you to teach it?"

"There was an opening."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"So, you're a special grade like Satoru? That's neat. We should meet with the village leader sooner than later."

He especially hates the way she smiles at the village leader or how the other males stop what they are doing to look at her. He hates the grief-stricken expression on her face when they discover the monsters are two young girls locked inside a cage like dogs.

But he loves the way her arms wrap around him and the way she murmurs in his ears.

"It's going to be okay, Suguru. I'll ensure it. You can always come to me for help."

Maybe it's wrong or maybe it's right, but her words embed themselves in his brain and wrap around his heart like a vice. Kagome will be his, and if he has to kill a couple of monkeys, so be it.

For some reason, Kagome keeps going on dates. He doesn't understand why. The twins, Mimiko and Nanako, call her mama. Even Megumi and Tsumiki slip up and call her mama, so why is she still entertaining non-sorcerers? More importantly, why is she downplaying their relationship?

Try as she might, he'll never see her as his teacher. So, when Satoru calls him, while he's in the middle of stalking—checking on Kagome during her date, to instruct him to bring Kagome to his apartment, Suguru puts his plan to get rid of Kagome's latest date on the back burner.

Some things can wait. Making Kagome his—theirs, cannot.

Which brings him to the present. Why is she still fighting this?

"So, this is how it's going to go, sweetheart," Suguru says, slicing the apple. Kagome glares at him, but it is hard to take her seriously when she is dressed down in Satoru's shirt and he knows she isn't wearing underwear. "Excuse me, Higurashi-sensei," he coos, lifting the apple slice to his lips. "You got two options. You're with us." He chews the slice and then leans back in the chair. They're gonna need a bigger apartment. Not that Satoru's place isn't nice, but Suguru is already feeling cramped in the kitchen. "Or you're with us. Feel free to choose the option you like best." He smiles.

"How about neither?" Kagome tugs at the shirt, pulling it down, but the movement only draws his attention to her thighs. She's bare underneath.

"Wrong answer," Satoru says, pulling out a chair. He slides the cup of coffee Kagome's way. "I thought you were smarter than that? You know we can't go back to how things were." He smirks at her and then frowns when Kagome doesn't look his way. Suguru chews the apple slice slowly as he thinks.

They must have not fucked her hard enough if she still has an attitude. His cock is heavy and ready to be inside of her once more.

Kagome stares at the coffee and then pushes it away. "We can and we will. There was something wrong with your bathroom." Kagome lifts her head and stares at Suguru. "Did you put a curse in there?"

"Is it that hard to admit you are attracted to us?" Suguru asks, slicing another apple slice for himself. He stares at it and then at Kagome. "It's missing honey."

Kagome stands and pushes the chair in. "Unbelievable," she mutters.

"Whoa, where are you going?" Satoru asks, grabbing her arm. "You can't leave. We got the whole weekend to enjoy."

"I am not spending my weekend with you and Suguru. This was wildly inappropriate and—"

"No one would believe you, sweetheart. Sit down." Suguru motions to the chair with the knife. "I gave you two options. Choose." It's cute how Kagome thinks she has a choice in this. No, the choice was made when he first saw her. Kagome is the only reason he's still at Jujutsu High. The only light keeping him going. And she thinks she can just walk away from this?

From him?

"Fuck you."

His eyes darken. "Sit down."

Kagome glares at him and then at Satoru's hand on her arm. Suguru tenses. What is she—

"Shit!" Satoru grips the back of Kagome's head and kisses her. Suguru drops the apple and the knife on the floor. What the hell? What did Kagome do to set Satoru off? Kagome pushes back against Satoru and there's a pink light between them. Satoru grinds against her, stopping long enough to push the cups off the table.

Crash.

Satoru sends the chairs flying across the room, too. The hell is going on with him?

Suguru scoots back, giving Satoru some room. Did Kagome try to hurt Satoru? Probably. But she must know that unless she can get through infinity, it is all pointless.

"Satoru, stop it," Kagome grounds out. Her breath is uneven. Her hands grip the edge of the table. "The hell is wrong with you?"

"Me?" Satoru breathes. "The hell did you do to me?" He grips his white shirt. His eyes are blown. Suguru wets his lips and leans forward.

"I didn't do shit to you. You kissed me out of nowhere."

"Oh, don't do that Higurashi-sensei," Satoru says, mocking her. "You sent that little zap at me and then you hit me with more of it. You know exactly what you did." He drops his hand and unfurls his cock from his gray sweatpants. "This what you want? Hm? All you gotta do is ask."

Suguru narrows his eyes. So that attack hit Satoru? Or is he letting her through his infinity? Even still, why would Satoru willingly let her attack him?

"I want to go home. Now." Kagome looks away, but her cheeks are stained pink, and she squirms ever so slightly. The toxin should be out of her system by now... unless she wants them. Suguru covers his mouth with his hand and smiles. Oh, Kagome. Sweet Higurashi-sensei, trying so hard to keep her walls intact. "I was trying to push you away, not..." She blows out a breath. "Put it away."

"Fucking can't," Satoru complains, fisting his cock. "C'mere."

"Fuck you."

"Please Higurashi-sensei. Ya did something to me. Going crazy here," Satoru pleads. The change gives Suguru whiplash. Since when does Satoru plead for anything?

Kagome falters. "It's not supposed to turn you on." She glances at Suguru and then quickly looks away. "Are you a masochist?"

"I'm whatever you want me to be," Satoru replies, stalking forward. He plants his hands on the table and leans forward. "You smell so nice. Smell like us. Open up for me," he breathes near her ear. "Let me in. We know you want to. Stop fighting us."

Suguru's nostrils flare as Kagome spreads her lush thighs. There it is. He watches transfixed as Satoru slides a finger inside of her, followed by another. Kagome shudders as she wraps her arms around Satoru's neck. He needs a better look. Suguru moves to stand when Satoru turns his head and curls his lips up. Suguru narrows his eyes as he sits back down. Satoru is so damn greedy.

"Easy there," Satoru says with a chuckle. "You want to see how beautiful she is?" He pulls back and slides his fingers into his mouth. "Baby, you taste so good." He groans as he continues to suck his fingers.

"Satoru," Suguru says tensely. Not only does he have to wrangle Satoru in during missions, but now he's gonna have to do the same when it comes to Kagome.

"Sorry, sorry." Satoru laughs and lifts Kagome, setting her on the table, and turning her around to face Suguru. For a brief moment, Kagome looks as though she wants to fight this.

Fight them.

Suguru leans back in the chair and pulls his cock out. Just the sight of her, legs spread open, and glistening with need, has him hard. He grips his cock and strokes up and down, almost languid-like, while he eyes her cunt. His mouth waters.

"Do it to Suguru," Satoru says, brushing Kagome's hair to the side. He presses a kiss along the column of her neck.

"Do what?"

"Zap him or whatever the hell you did to me. Wanna see somethin." He fondles her breasts through the shirt. "Or shit, do it to me again."

"It's not supposed to turn you on." Kagome bites her bottom lip as her eyes flutter shut. "Satoru, stop. I can't—"

"I think you can. Go on, do it to Suguru."

Kagome exhales and stares at him. It's the only invite he needs. Suguru stands and plants his hands on the table, leaning forward just enough so she can touch him. This table is truly inconvenient. The bed would be better, though there is something about seeing her on a pedestal. If only she would submit to them. He's dreamed of worshipping her so many nights, but Kagome is so damn insufferable with this whole boundaries thing.

Kagome reaches for his hand and for a moment, it occurs to him that if this has an opposite effect on him and hurts as she intended it to with Satoru, then he may actually be in danger. The thought flutters away as quickly as it came. Despite how angry Kagome may be with them, she wouldn't resort to any lasting effects. Maybe. Hopefully. Is he truly that far gone?

"This isn't supposed to feel good," Kagome says.

Suguru's mouth curls up into a smirk. When she says it like that, it only makes him more curious. "Are you worried about me?"

"No." Her eyes harden as her hand glows.

He barks out a laugh. "Liar. You can admit you—fuck!" Suguru pulls her forward and swallows the yelp that bursts from her throat. Unlike with Satoru, Kagome does not push him away. Did she hope for this? Suguru groans as he kisses her harder. His tongue battles with hers for dominance. Why she bothers putting up a fight is beyond him. "Again," he commands. "Do that again."

Kagome places her hands on his chest, gripping the soft cotton fabric of his black shirt. "Seriously, what the hell is wrong with both of you? It's not supposed to feel good." Her brows pinch together. "Does it only affect sorcerers like this?" the last part, she mutters to herself.

"There will be no others," Suguru says, slowly through clenched teeth.

"Others?" Satoru questions. "Fuck that. We ain't sharing."

Kagome scoffs. "Sharing? I'm not with either of you. Let me down." She shakes her head and pushes against him. Suguru quirks a brow. Physically, Kagome is... weak. Her purification does not fortify her body in the same way cursed energy does. "Suguru. Move."

"I like it right here." He tilts his head to the side. "But you're right. The bed would be much better than the kitchen table."

"I am not sleeping with you or you." She glares at Satoru. "Again."

"Man, you're still keeping this up?" Satoru rubs the back of his head. "And here I was gonna be nice and take ya out shopping."

Kagome presses her lips together. She looks as though she wants to throttle Satoru. Probably wants to hit him too. Suguru holds out a hand and smiles at her when she scowls.

"Instead of shopping, maybe we should look at a bigger apartment. This is far too small for the three of us." Suguru sighs. And his apartment is even smaller than Satoru's. It's on the tip of his tongue to suggest a house so the kids could live with them too... but then they wouldn't have access to Kagome as much as they would like. He presses his lips together and mulls over the idea.

She'd be less likely to leave and even if she attempts it, it will be harder to leave with four kids.

"You two are insane. I'm not doing this." Kagome hops off the table and pulls the shirt down.

"Wait." Suguru wraps his fingers around her wrist. "I have a question."

Kagome sighs. "Get on with it."

"Are you ovulating?"

She jerks her hand free. "Unbelievable. I'm not doing this." She heads to leave, but Satoru leans against the wall with his cock still out. "Move."

"Or what? You're gonna zap me again?" Satoru grabs his cock and tugs his hand up and down, squeezing the head. "You're fighting a losing battle here. We aren't giving you up."

She crosses her arms. "Yaga won't—"

"Yaga will be a dead man," Suguru says smoothly. "Try again."

"You wouldn't."

"All it takes is one accident," Suguru says, wrapping his arms around her. He inhales. She smells so good. "Do you want his blood on your hands? Is that it?" He tightens his hands around her and grinds against her back. He slides his hands down and lifts the shirt up. Kagome grunts, but when he dips his fingers between her lips, she gasps. "She's so fucking wet," Suguru says to Satoru. "Think she likes it."

"Oho?" Satoru chuckles. "Bend her over the table. Can't make it to the bed."

The bedroom isn't far, but Suguru obliges. He walks them back with his fingers still stroking her. If he lets up, she'll try to fight this again.

"Wait—"

"I'm done waiting," Suguru says, pushing down on her back. "You want it hard or soft?" He says that, but he's not too sure he can be gentle with her right now. Maybe if he fucks her hard enough, it'll loosen a barrier or two. Get her to see reason. He grabs her arms and pins them behind her back with one hand. "Turn your head and look at Satoru."

She hesitates, but does as he says.

Good. That's his girl. She's getting there.

Satoru grabs a chair and pulls it close to the table. He sits down and spreads his legs. Strange how seeing Satoru stroking his cock spurs Suguru on instead of eliciting feelings of jealousy or possessiveness. Satoru is his as much as Kagome is his.

"What are you doing?" Kagome asks, her voice rising.

"Just taking a picture," Satoru replies, "pull her hair. Yeahhh, just like that."

"Mmm, take a video, too. Wanna hear her calling out my name." Suguru glances down as he enters her. He has to bend his knees, but that's fine. He likes how small she is compared to him. Likes how he can manhandle her. He grips her hair tighter and pulls. No, he can't be gentle with her. Not when the feel of her energy is still under his skin, fanning the flames of desire building in his balls.

Not when, just yesterday, she was on yet another date.

"Gonna imprint this dick on your walls," he whispers harshly in her ear. She tightens around him. Fuck. "You like that, huh? What a fucking tease."

"Suguru," she moans, pushing back against him. "Just shut up and fuck me."

He chortles. "You get that Satoru? Don't wanna hear her shit when we get done."

"Oh yeah, I got it." Satoru sets the phone on the table and strokes his cock. "No backtracking, Kagome. You are a woman of your word, right?" he coos.

"Screw you."

"In a moment. I'm working on that teamwork you're always going on about."

Suguru closes his eyes, getting lost in the moment. Kagome is so warm and soft, and the way she grips him is ecstasy. If he could, he'd live in her skin and never leave. Needs to be on her, in her... shit, he just wants to be around her. Wants to be in her orbit. He drops her arms in favor of gripping her hips.

"Suguru!"

His name sounds so wonderful on her lips. He bites his lip as he stares at how her ass jiggles every time he thrusts into her. The table shakes. Now he sees the appeal of why Satoru wanted Kagome bent over the table. There's something about the sound of the table legs scrapping on the floor. The way her breath catches and how desperately she tries to hold on to something, but her fingers slip along the wood, never quite grabbing hold of the edge of the table.

"Hurry it up, Suguru," Satoru says lowly. Suguru huffs, the only sound he can manage, and ignores Satoru's demands. He will wait. This is Suguru's time.

"What happened to being patient?" Suguru slides a hand between Kagome and the table. He toys with her clit, inwardly preening at how she squeals. His balls tighten. Damn, he's not going to last long. "Gonna fill this pussy up."

Kagome moans. She tries to run from him, but there's nowhere for her to go. "Pull out."

Suguru rolls his eyes. "I'll do my best, Higurashi-sensei." Yeah, fuck that. He's not pulling out. Suguru slides his hand up and cradles her stomach. She's never leaving him. Shit, he wants to see her face when she comes.

"What are—oh!" Kagome throws her head back.

Much better. Suguru grabs her chin and kisses her. She winces as he slams into her. The table creaks. Satoru drums his fingers on the table and glowers at him.

"Suguru, pull out," Kagome says.

He nips her lip and then kisses her cheek. "Forgive me," he says.

"Suguru!"

He sighs as he gives her everything he has. His head drops, resting on her shoulder. "I think I love you."

"What?" Kagome jerks back, but with her ass suspended in the air and his cock still inside her, it only makes him want to go another round.

"Ass over here," Satoru says, drawing their attention. Suguru huffs and lifts Kagome, lowering her onto Satoru's cock since he's a thoughtful guy and all. "Damn, you feel like a dream. Suguru, get my phone."

Suguru rolls his eyes at how bossy Satoru is, but grabs the phone. It is only fair, since Satoru recorded him and Kagome. His cock twitches between his legs. There is something about recording Satoru fucking Kagome. He eyes Satoru's large hands, squeezing Kagome's tits through the shirt. The way Kagome's eyes roll back and how utterly fucked out she looks.

He needs more.

"Baby, how do you feel so good?" Satoru asks in awe. "Come on, say you'll stay the weekend."

"I'm not—"

"We'd be so good together." Satoru drops his hands and grips Kagome's hips. He bounces her on his cock. "Say it."

Suguru tugs on his cock, making eye contact with Kagome. Her breath hitches. "Say it," he commands, backing Satoru up. They are the strongest duo, after all. Why Kagome thinks she has a chance of standing against them is laughable.

Satoru groans. He slows his thrusts down and pinches Kagome's clit. "Say it."

"FUCK! I'll stay," Kagome sobs.

She likes pain.

Suguru smiles as he approaches. He kisses her, swallowing her moans while Satoru pistons his hips, fucking Kagome through his orgasm. She slumps back into Satoru's arms. Her breathing is hard. Her bangs are plastered to her forehead. Suguru brushes his own back and then brushes his knuckles down her cheek. Kagome swallows and turns her head.

"Kagome."

She sighs and turns to look at him. Satoru's hands slide back up her body and idly play with her tits. "Yes, Suguru?"

He smiles. "Who were you with last night?"

***

A/N: Hope you are having an awesome Sunday!

"Will the higher-ups approve or disapprove of their actions?" - Disapprove because they want to control Satoru and Suguru and the two are becoming more unhinged. Not much they can really do about it though.

"Were they matchmaking them?" - No, but the higher-ups are always hoping that someone will be able to keep Satoru and Suguru in line. Yaga does a little.

Hopefully, this was unhinged enough for everyone lol. Next update will probably be over the weekend. Leaning towards Brat Tamer. Take care! Get some rest and drink plenty of water. Stay safe!

[zedreh]

Ok, just one more post of my cross-company otp, Tim Drake and Jubilee. But just one more, I mean it, just one. This is my last post on these two... for a while. Just long enough that this doesn't become a blog about these two.

Also, just for fun, here's when Remy and Logan stole the Batmobile

[bea-beast2007]

Cringetober 2024: Crossover

Just saying….sarah and Yuyuko would probably besties (or maybe a lil more than that)

[a-typical-nightowl]

i drew a lot of art for that twt poll,,,,,

this is all in good fun and i will draw more of them :> Added ALT text

[snapmite1998]

As far as crossover pairings are concerned, Hiccup Haddock from "How to train your Dragon" and Rapunzel from "Tangled" are one of my top crossover pairings of all time. They have so much in common and would make a fantastic couple. In truth, Hiccup would be a far better partner for Rapunzel than Flynn Rider for many reasons:

Hiccup stands out as a significantly better partner for Rapunzel for several compelling reasons that align closely with her character and qualities. Here are some key points that highlight their compatibility:

1. Emotional Intelligence: Hiccup demonstrates a high level of emotional intelligence. He is empathetic, understanding, and capable of communicating his feelings effectively. This emotional depth fosters a safe space for Rapunzel to express herself, creating a strong foundation for a supportive relationship.

2. Shared Values: Hiccup and Rapunzel both prioritize values like kindness, loyalty, and the importance of family. Their commitment to doing what is right, facing challenges together, and the importance of nurturing connections aligns them on a fundamental level, creating a deeper bond.

3. Mutual Growth: Both characters have personal journeys centered around self-discovery and growth. Hiccup's evolution from a misunderstood boy to a confident leader parallels Rapunzel's quest for identity and freedom. Their shared experiences in overcoming obstacles can contribute to a strong partnership that encourages growth in each other.

4. Adventurous Spirit: Hiccup’s adventurous nature aligns beautifully with Rapunzel's curiosity and desire to explore the world outside her tower. Together, they would embark on exciting journeys and shared experiences, fueling their connection and creating lasting memories.

5. Strong Friendship Foundation: Hiccup's relationship with Rapunzel would likely begin as a genuine friendship, allowing them to develop a deep understanding of one another. This friendship can lead to a more meaningful and sustainable romantic relationship, based on trust and respect.

6. Complementary Strengths: Hiccup and Rapunzel each bring unique strengths to their partnership. Hiccup’s practicality and problem-solving skills, combined with Rapunzel’s creativity and optimism, create a balanced dynamic. They can support one another by leveraging their respective strengths to face challenges together.

7. Ability to Navigate Conflict: Hiccup’s experiences dealing with family pressures and external conflicts have equipped him with tools for conflict resolution. He understands the importance of communication and compromise, which are vital for maintaining harmony in any relationship.

8. Respect for Individuality: Hiccup has a deep respect for the individuality of others, which aligns with Rapunzel's desire for self-expression and independence. He would encourage her to be her authentic self while also being supportive of her dreams and aspirations.

9. Adventure with a Purpose: Hiccup approaches adventure with a sense of responsibility and purpose, seeking to make the world a better place by forming connections rather than just pursuing personal gain. Rapunzel would appreciate this sense of responsibility and shared aspiration towards positive change.

10. Trust and Loyalty: Hiccup is fiercely loyal to his friends and loved ones. This loyalty would translate into a strong commitment to Rapunzel, ensuring she feels secure and valued in their relationship, providing the love and support she deserves.

In summary, Hiccup’s emotional depth, shared values with Rapunzel, complementary strengths, and ability to foster growth and adventure create a partnership that is rich, fulfilling, and deeply supportive. This makes him a significantly better match for Rapunzel compared to other potential partners, as their relationship is built on a solid foundation of friendship, understanding, and mutual respect. This friendship would ultimately lead to a romantic relationship that would continue to bloom.

While Flynn Rider may have charm and charisma, there are several reasons why he's not the best partner for Rapunzel compared to someone like Hiccup. He's selfish, duplicitous, lacking emotional connections, and condescending. I remember the first time I watched this movie and was like "how did this cocky idiot get a girl like Rapunzel?" To make a long story short, I hate Flynn Rider, and here's why he's a terrible match for Rapunzel:

1. Lack of Emotional Depth: Flynn starts as somewhat of a self-centered rogue, focused on his own goals and desires. Although he experiences growth throughout "Tangled," his initial motivations and character arc suggest a reliance on surface-level charm rather than emotional maturity. This may not resonate as deeply with Rapunzel, who seeks a meaningful and heartfelt connection.

2. Short-Term Relationship: Flynn and Rapunzel's relationship develops quickly during the events of "Tangled," leading to a whirlwind romance. This fast-paced relationship may lack the foundational friendship and trust that are crucial for a lasting partnership, leaving room for uncertainty in the long term.

3. Incompatibility of Values: At the beginning of their journey, Flynn is primarily motivated by selfish desires—his quest for treasure and freedom. In contrast, Rapunzel values love, connection, and self-discovery. This difference in priorities could lead to conflicts in their relationship, especially once the initial excitement fades.

4. Initial Deception: Flynn's introduction to Rapunzel involves deception, as he initially presents himself as someone he isn’t. This dishonesty could create trust issues in their relationship, which may manifest difficulties later on when they face challenges together.

5. Lack of Support for Growth: While Flynn evolves throughout the film, his character starts with a more reckless approach to life. Rapunzel, on the other hand, longs for personal growth and self-discovery. Hiccup, who is no stranger to overcoming personal challenges, may be more suited to support Rapunzel’s journey of growth and exploration.

6. Adventurous Spirit: Flynn has moments of adventure, but his motivations are often tied to personal gain. Hiccup, however, is characterized by a genuine love for adventure and exploration—qualities that align more closely with Rapunzel’s own desires. This shared adventurous spirit would create a deeper connection between them.

7. Communication Styles: Flynn’s humor and bravado often mask deeper feelings, which can hinder effective communication. Rapunzel needs a partner who can be emotionally available and communicate openly, like Hiccup, who demonstrates vulnerability and understanding.

8. Potential Instability: Flynn’s past as a thief and his frequent desire for freedom over responsibility might introduce instability into a partnership. Rapunzel, who craves a sense of security and belonging, may find it challenging to reconcile Flynn’s more chaotic lifestyle with her own dreams of a loving home.

9. Limited Shared Values: While Flynn is charming and likable, his values are initially more superficial. In contrast, Rapunzel seeks meaningful relationships filled with love, trust, and mutual respect, which may not fully resonate with Flynn’s way of life.

10. Character Growth: Although Flynn does grow through the events of the story—learning to care for others and open himself up to love—his growth may not be as profound or compatible with Rapunzel's journey compared to Hiccup, who has already developed resilience and maturity through his own trials.

In conclusion, while Flynn Rider brings excitement and charm to Rapunzel's story, his initial motivations, lack of emotional depth, and differences in values may make him less suitable as a long-term partner compared to someone like Hiccup, who shares a deeper emotional connection and a more supportive understanding of personal growth.

[there-must-be-a-lock]

Clint Barton/Roy Harper ship manifesto and recs for @dc-marvel-crossovers Pool Noodle Party!

At this point I think more than half the fics in this tag were written either by me or for me, so I might be biased, but god do I love this precious little pool noodle. These two are so perfect together.

Not just the archery, but the self-esteem (or lack thereof) and self-destructiveness and big soft scarred hearts, and the stubbornness to keep fighting no matter what. They both deserve the kind of care and loyalty they’re always trying to give to others. I love them.

Taking ship name suggestions because I cannot keep calling this ArseEye.

Here, have some fics!

Hope It Leaves A Mark ch. 2 by @thepartyresponsible - every line of this ficlet is jam-packed with perfect characterization and gorgeously precise language. Features one of my favorite Clint/Roy parallels: their tendency to be underestimated because they look like hot messes. The juxtaposition of chaotic disaster and breathtaking competence is perfect.

Maybe he really is Arsenal. Because he might seem to carry himself with all the strategic acumen of your average inebriated raccoon, but so far every move he’s made has been absolutely beautiful. Clint’s prepared to admit he’s a little charmed by that.

To Have (and to owe) by @sammialex - peak mopey sad-sack self-destructive boys throwing themselves into a fight because they don’t value their own lives. Gorgeous use of imagery. Very whumpy, but they bring each other a little sunshine and hope too. This sums the pair of them up all too well:

…it’d been so long since Roy had a mission he wanted to complete, instead of a mission he half hoped he’d die for.

Soft target by @bill-longbow - Ronin!Clint and a Roy who’s struggling with sobriety. Angsty but so sweet. Something about Roy seeing himself in Clint but taking better care of him/having more empathy for him than he ever would do/feel for himself — yeah, that hits me right in the feels. Also with podfic and art!

There's something familiar about him Roy can't catch, but it might as well be because Roy recognizes that look from the mirror. Try and hurt me, nothing you can throw at me is worse than what I do to myself.

The Beverage Comrade by @sishal01 - pure fluff and adorable awkward flirting. The cutest pair of dorks. Also with podfic!

Okay earth, he thinks, I’m ready now to be swallowed up, please. Any time would be good.

To Roy’s surprise the crinkles around the guy's eyes only grow deeper, his mouth falling into an easy lopsided smile.

disasterosity by @bittercape - could function as a primer on why these two are fucking perfect together. Spot-on banter and wit and chaotic humor with just enough self-deprecation to ring true to character. Funny as fuck.

“You fished me out of a dumpster like two hours ago, nobody’s into that.”

“Don’t diss the dumpster life,” Clint says reflexively, and Roy laughs, loud and surprised.

[ao3sbatfamily]

what are like the best marvelxbatfam fics that ya can recommend

I know it's a well know fic, but I will implode if I don't post about it.

'in labyrinths of reflections' by blackkat

Author: @blackkatmagic

“Khonshu,” the hero says, and the moonlight is suddenly thicker, brighter. Or maybe that’s just a break in the smog. Jason can't tell. “My god is the protector of those who travel at night. You intend to harm them, and I won't allow it.”

The Joker’s face contorts, and he laughs. “Look at you!” he jeers. “All in white, like some kind of angel! Don’t you know people are going to see you coming—”

The hero stoops, picking up a crowbar lying along the wall, and Jason really can't breathe.

“That’s the point,” he says, and turns his head, like he’s listening to something no one else can hear.

Somehow, even under the darkness, the mask, Jason is absolutely sure he sees him smile.

“Khonshu demands vengeance,” he says, and lunges.

The first swing of the crowbar brings a spray of blood with it, and Jason doesn’t look away.

[madamebaggio]

“… and that’s why I believe you should graciously allow me to court you.”

“…”

“…”

“I see.”

“You see? I have just spent the ladt hour talking…”

“It was ten minutes, Arthur.”

“After struggling for months to write…”

“I am actually surprised you know how to write.”

“… for you to say ‘I see’?”

“Well, you didn’t ask me a question, did you?”

“I did!”

“No. You said I should allow you to court me, but you never actually asked me anything.”

“Oh.”

“…”

“Lady Stark, would you do me a great honor and allow me to court you?”

“Yes.”

“That easy?!”

“Yes, Arthur. That easy.”

[zoetheneko]

Goth gal x Metalhead 💜🖤

[rosymaraschino]

I’m going to try and add a little bit of fluff for today because I need it. Allow me to introduce a fun/weird crossover ship that I just created!

Im going to preface this saying that my otp above all otps is Læraðr x Askr. I will never stop shipping them. And Bowuigi, Luaisy, and Luisley ships are peak content.

BUT

I just got this crazy ship idea in my head that I know is completely original. And thus, I must vouch for it, because it deserves to exist even if I already have an otp. Before you run away, at least read my reasoning!

Still with me? Ok. 1, 2, 3

That wasn’t so bad, right? But I bet you want to know what the hell I am thinking! All I can say is that they make sense. My biggest argument? Askr is essentially a combination of qualities from Luigi’s most popular shipping candidates. More in depth research below!

Starting off with a familiar classic, there’s plenty of similarities right off the bat! Or should I say, cow.

Now onto one of the more popular Luigi ships as of late, we see that the Big Moo and the Big Roar are alike in a lot of ways!

Last but certainly not least is a dashing candidate! When comparing Prince Peasley and Askr, they have some surprising commonalities!

I’m not done yet! Now, for my last slide, I’d like to show you everything Askr has in common with everyone that is featured!

So, the verdict? Askr would work shockingly well with Luigi as a romantic partner! Here’s my terribly photoshopped picture of them! :)

[ngsm-mmk]

転載許可していただきありがとうございます。

尤斯様が 2023 年に愛を込めて描いてくれた #ロクモン の画像です。魅力が溢れてます!! 大変嬉しかったです。誠にありがとうございました!! 🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

Thank you for granting permission to repost.

This is an image of #amon6 that Youth-sama drew with love in 2023. It is overflowing with charm!! I was extremely happy, thank you so much!! 🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

[authorautumnbanks]

Accidentally Dating (15)

Summary: A series of accidental dates and meetings between Kagome and Satoru over the years.

Pairing: KagomexGojo

Series Master list

Read Chapter 19 of the Side Stories First!

"Suguru!" Kagome yells, waving a hand in the air as she runs over to him. He stops and watches her with tired eyes. She really does not care for how down Suguru looks. Not that she sees him all that often, but he used to have a little more light to him. A little more umph. "Did you just get done with a mission?"

He presses his lips together and then dips his head. "Yeah, I took care of the curse." He stuffs his hands in his pockets as though he isn't quite sure how to act without Satoru there as a buffer.

This is the first time she has seen Suguru without Satoru.

"So, are you all done, then?"

"Uh..."

"Come on!" Kagome grabs his arm and tugs him along. She sniffs. His cologne is similar to the brand Satoru wears, but cheaper? "Do you like games?" There should be some crane games around the block or maybe Suguru would prefer an arcade?

"Uh..." Suguru coughs. "Yes, I like games, but... uh... Satoru isn't around."

"Hm? Oh yeah, Satoru is still busy with his missions. He texted me not too long ago. InuYasha is with him." Kagome rolls her eyes. Those two are always at each other's throats, but whenever Satoru has a mission—which is all the time these days— and InuYasha is around, then InuYasha insists on going with him because Satoru is allegedly lonely without InuYasha's company.

"And you still want to hang out with me?"

"You're Satoru's best friend," she says, confused by what the problem is.

"Ah, but Satoru doesn't want us hanging out together alone."

He doesn't? Kagome frowns. This is the first she's ever heard of this. Okay, well, Satoru complains a lot about Suguru and other men, but he also complains to complain. Still, Suguru's words don't match what Satoru told her. He's worried about Suguru and with all these missions being thrown at him, Satoru hasn't been spending that much time with Suguru.

"I'll send him a message and let him know we're hanging out. And Satoru is just being silly. He thinks you like me." Kagome laughs. Satoru thinks everyone wants her when that is not true. "Besides, you look like you need a pick me up." Kagome drags Suguru along because he drags his feet when she's not tugging on his arm. Whatever is going on with Suguru needs to be resolved like asap.

When they get to the arcade, Kagome promptly drops her hold on Suguru's arm and sends a quick message to Satoru.

Satoru: ? What do you mean you and Suguru are at an arcade?

Kagome: You can't be serious.

Satoru: Which one? I'll be there after this mission.

Kagome: You're not even in Tokyo. No way we'll gonna stay here that long.

Satoru: I can teleport.

Kagome rolls her eyes and shakes her head. Why is he always like this?

Kagome: Last time you teleported, you crashed into Goshinboku. I'm just trying to cheer Suguru up. He looks really down.

Satoru: That was one time and fine. I guess. But if he starts acting strange, you get out of there. He's my friend, but you're my girl, alright?

His girl.

Kagome bites her lip. Her cheeks flush pink in remembrance of that Satoru. Adult Satoru. She wonders what she looks like in the future. Does she look the same? Taller? As long as she doesn't look more like Kikyo, then it doesn't matter.

Kagome: Let me know when you're done with that mission.

She tucks her phone into her pink and gold Sailor Moon purse. Papa got it for her when he and Mom came back from their trip to Italy. Kagome flashes Suguru a smile bright enough for both of them. He turns his head away and rubs the back of his neck.

"So, when will Satoru be here?"

"He's not," Kagome replies, leading them over to a crane game. These games are soooo addicting. "Well, he wanted to teleport to us, but last time he tried that, he hit one of the trees at the shrine. Besides, he's got InuYasha with him and he can't exactly leave him behind. InuYasha left alone to his own devices here, is a terrible idea." She huffs. Dang it! She wanted that fox plushie for Shippo. "Ugh! I can't get it."

"Here, let me try." Suguru stares at the machine with such attention that it's as if he is staring down a curse and not a crane machine. He moves the control with a precision that gives Kagome a small spark of jealousy, because why does he make it look so easy? It's not fair. "You know these are rigged, right? It's not you." He bends down and pulls the fox, a gray one, plushie from the machine and deposits it into her hands. "So, Satoru is making progress with teleporting, huh? He'll be teleporting around in no time. He's gotten even stronger now."

Kagome holds the plushie to her chest. Is that what this is about? Satoru getting stronger and Suguru becoming stagnant? Her shoulders droop for a moment. No, this will not do. Kagome reaches out and squeezes his arm. "We don't have to play games if you don't want. I could help you train instead."

He blinks. Once. Twice. Five more times.

"What? You're worried about Satoru getting stronger without you, right? I know how to train." She leans in forward and lowers her voice. "I mainly fight demons, but I can handle curses, too. We can go to the shrine. I'd rather not go to the school if I can help it."

"... You fight demons?" His brows are taunt, but there's a hint of curiosity on his face now. "I can't imagine you fighting anything. Satoru is so..."

"He's always been like that." Kagome leans back and drops her hand. "He didn't tell you how I saved him when we were younger. It was a curse user."

Suguru looks around the arcade and then back to her. "Is there anyone else at the shrine?"

What a weird question. Kagome shrugs. "Maybe. Sometimes Mama spends time at the clan house, but she was at the shrine when I left. Why?"

"No reason," he says slowly. "I... I need to talk to Satoru. Give me a moment." He pulls out his phone and walks away from her.

Why does he need to talk to Satoru? Is it really that big of a deal? OH! Suguru probably wants to train with both of them. She nods to herself. That makes more sense. Kagome clutches the plushie and waits for Suguru to get off the phone.

"Hey there, beautiful," a man says with a slur. He staggers over to her with his jacket unbuttoned and grease stains in the middle of his white shirt. He smells like burgers and beer. Kagome wrinkles her nose and takes a step to the side. "Don't fuckin ignore me!" He darts a hand out and then screams. Suguru twists his hand back until there's an audible crack.

"Fuck off," Suguru says, letting the man's hand go, and then shoves him back. "We're leaving."

Kagome glances at the man with his balding hair and how he cries while cradling his hand with his other. The man would have never hit her, or rather he would have hit the barrier she put up and eventually moved on. He's not the first creep she's dealt with and she doubts he'll be the last.

"Kagome," Suguru says sharply. "Let's go."

Oh right.

"You know, he would have moved on," she points out. "I put a barrier around myself. I wasn't in any danger."

"A barrier? Like what you put up that one time?" Suguru sucks his teeth and then blows out a breath. "Sorry, you had to see that."

"Oh, that's nothing. Quite tame, really. I mean, I've seen InuYasha with a hole in his stomach and guts out. Lots of guts out. It was such a mess." She holds the plushie with one hand and on to the purse strap with her other. "And Satoru would have done way worse. He can be a bit unhinged at times."

"A hole in his stomach? Does he have rct?"

"No," Kagome says slowly. "That's something sorcerers have, but InuYasha is a half-demon, so his healing is pretty good." She assesses him. "Do you have rct?"

"No," he replies sharply. "It's not something I can do."

"Ah, you mean it's not something you know how to do, but you could do it. Maybe you need another life or death situation to really trigger it?" She presses her lips together in contemplation. "I won't kill you, obviously, but maybe training will jump start something for you. Nothing like a couple of arrows to the gut to get you thinking of new ways to survive."

"Uh... maybe I'll just end up dead," he says with a laugh. "If the arrows don't do me in, then Satoru will surely kill me for laying a finger on you."

"He wouldn't kill you."

"It's Satoru."

"I'd tell him not to," Kagome stresses. "He listens to me for the most part." She frowns. Does he listen to her? Kind of. Maybe. Okay, so he doesn't listen to her all that much, but he won't kill Suguru if she begs him not to, and if he tries, then she'll just threaten him with his own subjugation beads. "Don't worry about it. We're just training and besides, even if you come at me with a special grade, it's no problem. They're not much compared to demons." She stops and then gives Suguru a sheepish grin. "Let's keep that between us. Satoru doesn't know I've taken care of some curses here and there."

"A secret between friends, then."

----

Kagome gives Suguru a thumbs up to proceed with training. Her hair is pulled into a high ponytail, and for the sake of training, she's now wearing her priestess outfit instead of a skirt. "Ready when you are," she says when Suguru hesitates. Ookay, guess she's gonna have to start this off since Suguru seems reluctant. No worries, even if she hits Suguru with an arrow, it won't be enough to kill him.

"This feels wrong," Suguru admits. "Like I'm fighting a—shit!" He jumps back. The arrow lies on the ground, but there's smoke coming from the head. Suguru stiffens and stares at her with something she can't quite put her finger on. It doesn't look like fear. Maybe some wariness? Either way, if Suguru wants to catch back up to Satoru, then he needs to take this seriously.

"That was a warning shot. The next one will hit you," Kagome says, notching another arrow.

"W-wait!" He holds his hands out in front of him, takes a step towards her, and then winces when his foot touches the arrow. "I didn't think you were serious about this. I can't—"

Kagome shoots the arrow, hitting Suguru in the leg. She sighs and lowers the bow. Okay, now what? Suguru doesn't want to train... he doesn't want to train with her and the arcade was a dud. How the heck is she supposed to cheer this guy up?

"Don't pull that out," Kagome says, walking over to him. She squats and wraps her fingers around the arrow. "I'm going to pull it out, and I want you to at least try to heal it."

"You shot me!"

"Ready?"

He closes his mouth and nods his head. "You're just as insane as Satoru." His jaw ticks. The only reaction to Kagome pulling the arrow free. "Focus on healing. You make it seem like it's so easy to do," he mutters, holding his leg with both hands.

"I feel my energy in my gut. Concentrate on yours and push it towards your leg."

Suguru huffs. "So, you fight demons, huh? What's the difference between them and a curse?"

"A demon can be born in a number of ways. Like you and me, or you could have someone that offers their body up to several low-level demons, which would create a half-demon. InuYasha is a half-demon, but he has a demon father and a human mother. A curse is born from negative human emotions." Kagome eyes Suguru's leg. How the blood slows down. "Both are another form of the cycle, I guess. Curses prey on humans and sorcerers take out the curses. Demons prey on humans if they want or curses. They're similar to humans in the sense they have their own personalities, wants, and desires. A curse just wants to kill like a bear would in search of food."

Suguru lifts his head. "And what are you?"

"A priestess." Kagome gasps and snaps her fingers. She's been going about this all wrong. "You take in the curses, right? I was half-listening when Satoru was explaining. He tends to geek out on jujutsu and sometimes it's a little overwhelming."

"Uh... yeah. I swallow the curses in order to make them mine. Why?" He drops his hands and stretches his leg out. "That actually worked."

"Of course, it worked." Kagome sniffs. "Come on, I've got another idea. This one will work for sure." She holds out a hand and pulls him up. "Sorry, I didn't think about this before. It's not something I..." she trails off. What she wants to say is that blessing others and purifying them is not something she typically does in the modern world, but it's probably best to leave that can of worms alone. Suguru knows about the multiverse now, but telling him she travels to the past might be too much. She wrinkles her nose. Wait, does he know she can time travel? There was so much going on when that other Satoru dropped in.

"It's not something, you what?" Suguru prompts, following her into the house. He stands awkwardly in the kitchen while Kagome ruffles through the cabinets.

"Aha! Found it." She holds up a bag of suckers. "Okay, this will have to do for now until I can make you some kind of charm to help counteract all that negative energy you are taking in."

"Suckers are going to help me?"

"I'm going to bless them." She rolls her eyes. "Honestly, if you weren't Satoru's best friend." She places the bag on the counter. "Do you mind asking him to bring some more of these when he comes home while I bless this bag?"

"Okay," Suguru says slowly. "Is he on his way back?"

"Last I messaged him; he said he was almost done." Kagome places her hand on the bag and closes her eyes. She doesn't need to close her eyes to bless the bag, but it's easier to drown out everything around her so she can focus on the task at hand.

Crash!

Huh?

She opens her eyes and blinks at the mess on the floor. Dust. So much dust. And the cabinets are gone. Destroyed. There's no amount of glueing that will put them back together. Not to mention the wall. It has a hole in the middle, shaped like Satoru and InuYasha. Kagome pinches the bridge of her nose and counts to ten. Satoru stands and dusts his pants off while InuYasha lies on the floor passed out.

"Yo!" Satoru chuckles. "I was—"

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELEPORT HERE!"

Satoru shrinks and then turns his attention to Suguru. "Oi! What are you still doing here? And that's my candy."

Suguru makes a show of looking at the ruined kitchen. At InuYasha, who is still passed out from the trip or maybe from the dust. He opens the bag and pulls out a sucker. "Kagome-chan blessed these for me," he says with a quirk of his lips. He unwraps the sucker and plops it in his mouth. His eyes widen and then dart over to her.

"That's just temporary," Kagome says. "I'm going to make you a proper charm to offset the cons of your curse technique." She turns to Satoru and plants her hands on her hips. "And you! Stop teleporting from far away before you end up hurting yourself."

Satoru pokes out his bottom lip. "Sorry. I wanted to see you." He steps over InuYasha and pulls her into a hug. "Promise to stick to short distances for now." He brushes his lips across her forehead. "Missed you."

She should be mad, but Kagome leans into Satoru. Her fingers clutch the back of his jacket. "Why do you feel harder?"

Suguru coughs loudly. Satoru squeezes Kagome tighter, but his body is shaking. Was it something she said? He does feel harder, like he's been hitting the weights.

"Did Suguru do anything? I can kick his ass."

"No, he didn't—"

"She shot me!"

"Heh. Well, you deserved it." Satoru pulls back but keeps an arm wrapped around her. "Shoot him again so I can laugh."

"You two are insane," Suguru mutters, reaching into the bag for another sucker. There's color to his cheeks now.

Huh, turns out, Suguru needed Satoru to cheer up. Kagome rests her head against Satoru. Everything is going to be fine now...well, at least until Mom and Dad come back and see the kitchen.

----

Suguru looks up at the sky. It's dark out now and Kagome's mom never came back to the house. A shame, since he wanted to see someone else yell at Satoru. He tightens his fingers around the bag of suckers and various other candies. Blessed candy. He laughs. The absurdity of this day is getting to him.

"Oi! Suguru, wait up."

Suguru turns and waits for Satoru. "Walking me down the steps?"

"Yeah, let's have a talk." Satoru takes his shades off and hangs them on his white shirt. "Something different about you."

Different?

Suguru stares at his feet as he takes one step. Two steps. If he counts all the steps and ignores Satoru, maybe Satoru will drop it.

"Oi!"

Or not.

"I figured out how to use rct." He peeks at Satoru from the corner of his eyes. "Kagome helped me. That's why she shot me with an arrow. How long have you known... that she could neutralize cursed energy?"

"The first day we met, she hit this curse user so hard, his cursed energy vanished. I found him later. Tracked him down, and it's not a permanent effect." Satoru shrugs. "But I wasn't asking about that. I meant you. How are you?"

Suguru nearly trips on the next step. Satoru's words are clumsy, but it sounds as though Satoru is concerned about him?

"I'm fine—"

"Bullshit."

Suguru plasters a smile on his face and stops on the 50th step. "Satoru, I am fine. Better now, really." He holds up the bag of goods and jostles it. "Why doesn't Kagome help Jujutsu? She can bless candy," he says with a laugh. The despair from eating that curse earlier today is gone, replaced with the warm feeling of basking in the sun. "She can disrupt curse energy, so surely she could take out a curse or two."

Satoru's upper lift curls up before smoothing over. It happens so quickly, Suguru doubts Satoru is aware of the reaction.

"It's not about helping Jujutsu. It's about keeping her away from the higher ups. They're a pain and shitty." Satoru crosses his arms and then exhales. "But more importantly, Kagome doesn't want it. She likes that." He motions to the bag. "She reaches more people blessing items for the shrine than if she were to go on a mission."

Suguru nods. "And yet she fights demons."

Satoru shrugs again. "Trust me, you don't want to fight one. Actually, you should fight InuYasha. If Kagome shooting you helped you, then surely fighting InuYasha would do more for you." He punches Suguru's arm. "There's always going to be someone or something stronger than us, so we gotta do what we can and keep pushing ourselves harder."

Stronger than them?

"I can't believe you, of all people, would admit something like that."

"Next mission, either I or InuYasha will come with," Satoru says, ignoring Suguru's last comment. "We're the strongest trio."

"Now we're a trio?" Suguru shakes his head. When they get to the last step, Suguru glances over his shoulder in the direction of Jujutsu high and then back at Satoru.

"InuYasha's party is on Saturday. You should—I want you there."

Satoru must have knocked something loose when he hit the side of the house.

"I have missions all week, Satoru. Like you. There's no guarantee I'll be able to."

"Let me handle that. I want you there." Satoru smiles and then jerks his thumb back at the stairs. "Oh, and Suguru, no more dates with my girl. Got it."

Date?

Suguru huffs. "I was taken as a hostage. It wasn't a date." He waves goodbye and heads back to the school and away from Satoru. It's only when he's alone in his room that his shoulders slump and the bag full of candy drops to the floor. He slides his hands down his face and muffles the sigh.

This is a problem.

***

A/N: If you're confused, please go back and read chapter 19 of the side stories.

"Does that mean Kagome is Benzaiten's priestess?" - I'm not sure if I will introduce any more gods...okay maybe Inari, but other than that there probably won't be any more gods introduced because then it would just be the gods fighting lol.

"Is there a celestial maiden Kagome that falls in love with Satoru?" - Can you imagine the ego on that Satoru? Bragging about how he has a celestial maiden as his girl?

"Have you seen Noein: To Your Other Self?" - I have not, but I bookmarked it so I won't forget.

"Is Naoya invited to that party?" - We just might get a spar between Naoya and InuYasha.

This chapter ended up being a bit longer than I thought. Still working on the next chapter of Brat Tamer. I thought I was going to get way more writing done this week, but I guess my body needed the rest more. Thanks for the honey garlic remedy, I'll have to pick up some garlic the next time I go the store. We've been getting hit hard this year with colds. My kid got a double ear infection this week.

Take care and have a wonderful week ahead! Get plenty of rest and stay hydrated! I'll be back to updating the Christmas Wish since Christmas is next month.