✅️✨️PAID DRAWING/WRITING COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN, REVISED FOR 2026! ✨️✅️
Yall, my bank account total is around $20.
I need to keep it afloat or it'll close. At this point spending on anything in general is not an option.
And doing art and writing commissions is the closest I'll get to having some semblance of a paying job because trying to find one online that can apply to a college dropout with not much work experience aside from high school community service and not having much skills aside from drawing and creative writing is nerve wracking anxiety inducing, idk how to even start a portfolio.
This is why I don't listen to voice-mails anymore cause of the anxiety. As does money trouble like now.
The January update bugs from Windows/Microsoft have gatekeep me out of my laptop, giving me the black screen of death stuck on restart repair loops so NO ON DIGITAL ART COMS sorry.
I have tried to start out on Kofi to do my SFW commissions and even Patreon to do more NSFW commissions … but no one was interested, either because I was just starting out and had no idea how to promote myself better on other platforms like on my Tumblr and Twitter or some other factor. So I closed down on both fronts.
Since I recently reached over 1k followers on here, I have a bigger audience/fan base here than my other platforms so I'm announcing it here.
Using my sketchbook and art supplies to draw. Using my phone to write.
FANDOMS/GUIDELINES/PRICING IF YOU KEEP READING
FANDOMS I'LL DO:
Solo Leveling
Twisted Wonderland
Jujutsu Kaisen
Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss
Knights of Guinevere
Zenless Zone Zero
Persona 5 in general (idk about Tactica and Phantom X cause I don't know them that well)
Persona 3 in general
Date Everything
Poppy Playtime
Marvel Rivals
Wind Breaker
SK8 THE INFINITY
Blue Lock
Dandadan
Dress Up Darling
OSHI NO KO
Demon Slayer
MASHLE
To Be Hero X
KPOP Demon Hunters
⚠️***I ONLY ACCEPT PAYMENT THROUGH CASHAPP UPFRONT BEFORE STARTING ON COMMISSIONS***⚠️
❗️❔️❕️HOWEVER!
If enough people commission me, like a lot, and they use PAYPAL then I will once again try to use PAYPAL again. BUT! They do take fees out of deposits which I'm still not ok with.❔️❕️❗️
✨️TRADITIONAL SFW DRAWING COMMISSIONS ✨️
Penciled Sketches — $10.00 USD
Colored Drawings — $15.00 USD
Extra characters added — $3 USD Extra for every extra character added.
***🔞NSFW TRADITIONAL DRAWINGS ARE $10 USD EXTRA 🔞***
⚠️GUIDELINES⚠️:
DM me your paid requests. When you make your drawing commission request, be specific in the posing you want, the character(s) you want, the kind of drawing you want, etc over DMS.
NO COMPLEX backgrounds like landscape. NO MECHS, NO vehicles, NOTHING TOO DETAILED
NO REQUESTS that involve DOVE DO NOT EAT THEMES such as BEASTIALITY, NECROPHILIA, ABUSE, MURDER, ETC. None of that in drawing form.
❌️❕️❕️ I DONT MAIL/ DO DELIVERIES FOR MY DRAWING COMMISSIONS ❕️❕️❌️
✅️ HOWEVER! I can take pics of your drawings and email them to you. I WILL ASK FOR YOUR PERMISSION if I can post my finished drawing commissions on my socials or not. ✅️
✨️SFW WRITING COMMISSIONS✨️
Under 1K worded fics — $5 USD
1K to 1,500 worded fics — $10 USD
2K worded worded fics — $15 USD
***🔞NSFW WRITING FIC COMS ARE $10 USD EXTRA 🔞***
Topics I can write includes:
Angst
Hurt/comfort
Fluff
Romance
AUs
Canon/fanon ships, character X OC, character X reader, etc.
Crossovers
ETC, there's lots of themes out there but it depends what themes you want me to write since I might not be familiar with them.
***‼️DOVE DO NOT EAT THEMES THAT ARE INCLUDED IN YOUR NSFW PAID FIC REQUESTS ARE $10 USD EXTRA.
BUT I MAY DENY SAID REQUEST IF ITS TOO EXTREME FOR ME TO WRITE SO KEEP THAT IN MIND ‼️***
❕️✅️ 1 WEEK MINIMUM — 2 WEEKS MAXIMUM TIME TO WORK ON/FINISH PAID COM REQUESTS.
I use Google Docs to write my fics requests.
I can EMAIL your paid fic requests and I will ask for your PERMISSION if I can post your fic coms on my TUMBLR, AO3, QUOTEV, maybe WATTPAD or not ✅️❕️
❌️ NO REFUNDS on any and all paid commissions. ❌️
✨️ MAY UPDATE THIS 2026 LIST TO REPLACE, CHANGE AND OR ADD FANDOMS, RULES, PRICING, ETC IN THE FUTURE ✨️
Hope this goes well. I can't do much else at this point.
single.parent!sung jinwoo x fem!daycare worker reader
{ things have changed for me, and that's okay | i feel the same, i’m on my way, and i say | things have changed for me, and that's okay }
you had simply been tidying up the area, placing all of the toys back in its respective boxes as each child went home with their parent for the evening when you heard your coworkers groaning and talking amongst themselves.
"it appears the father of that child is asking us to keep an eye out for suho, since he's working overtime yet again at the station."
"goodness, i would stay back, but my husband's waiting for me."
"same here, i haven't even picked up my groceries for dinner yet!"
you look back to see the cute, 4 year old boy named sung suho remaining quiet, spending his free time drawing as he surrounded himself with a plethora of crayons. being familiar with suho and his father, sung jinwoo, you knew how difficult and challenging it was for a parent to raise their child on their own.
"sorry ladies, but i couldn't help but hear that sung jinwoo may be late in picking up suho?"
your coworkers heave out yet another sigh. "indeed; honestly, i wish i could stay back, but i've got my own errands to fulfill before i come home and prepare dinner."
"and my own husband is waiting for me as well..."
"if that's the case, why don't i stay here with suho and close up the daycare?"
your coworkers' eyes go wide, with them stating your name in an incredulous, but grateful manner. "you'd do that for us?"
"of course! you ladies go on and head home. i'll keep suho company and wait for his father to arrive later tonight."
after receiving their gratitude at least a hundred times, you watch as your coworkers pack up and leave the daycare, leaving you alone with the tiny boy.
smoothing your apron, you come closer toward suho, seeing a new stack of drawings settled next to him. no one else knew this, but you developed quite a fondness for suho, often admiring his imagination and how colorful his drawings were.
"hey there, suho. your papa says that he'll pick you up later, so since it's just me and you, you don't mind spending some time playing with me, do you?"
suho vehemently shakes his head while flashing you a wide smile that had a few gaps between his front teeth. "hello miss, and i don' mind playing with you til daddy gets here!"
you giggle along with him and press a finger against your lips, playfully telling suho to remain quiet (as if you were keeping a well kept secret), "since it's just us, how about i get you some snacks? would you like some pudding and strawberry milk?"
suho's eyes go wide as he presses both hands against his mouth, not saying a word as he gave you a series of nods.
"okay, i'll be right back with those snacks."
you bask in suho's sweet giggles, going into the fridge to grab a cup of pudding with a carton of strawberry milk. returning to suho, you help him open his pudding and milk while giving him a plastic spoon. as the toddler enjoys his snacks, you trailed your eyes over to the stack of drawings.
"mind if i look and admire your drawings, suho?"
suho simply gives you a nod with a spoon in his mouth. you thank him and pick up the stack of pictures, tracing over each crayon mark. there were lots of purple and black shadows that surrounded figures that appeared to be suho with his father. despite how malevolent the shadows seemed, the painted smiles on each of the shadows' faces dissipated any amount of concern you held. if these were suho's imaginary friends, then it was clear that they made him happy (with his favorite one being in the shape of a giant ant.)
as you turn the page, you saw a drawing that broke your heart. in it, suho and his father were settled on the couch while watching the television with a frown on their faces. on the screen was what appeared to be a blonde woman smiling with a microphone in hand as she waved at the cameras.
"that's mama." suho says with a bit of a sad tone. you nod and place the drawing of his mother back on the table for suho to see. he was frowning, pushing aside his empty cup of pudding while pointing a finger at her. "papa says she left when i was two... i don't remember her, but papa says she's happy in the t.v., singing and taking pictures."
"i see. your mom is very pretty?"
suho gives you yet another nod. "yeah, papa says she was so pretty that she left us."
suddenly, tears fill his grey eyes when he turns his gaze to you, filled with a desperation as he shakily asked, "did mama leave because i wasn't a good boy?"
"oh no, honey. no no no, this has nothing to do with you." you automatically bring suho into your embrace, gently caressing at his hair as he cried against your apron. "sometimes, adults have dreams they wish to achieve, too, and such dreams make them blinded. i'm sure your mama still loves and thinks about you, she just wishes to make her dreams come true first and foremost."
suho continues to cry while in your arms, yet still, you remain by his side, comforting him. you trace random shapes against his back while humming a lullaby. soon enough, the tears slowly begin to cease as you heard the soft sounds of his breathing.
with a fondness in your gaze, you turn suho around so that you were cradling him in your arms, rocking him back and forth while placing a gentle kiss against his forehead...
"suho." a deep yet breathless voice was heard calling out to the little boy, and as you trailed your eyes forward, you were met with what appeared to be a much older version of suho himself-
you were met with jinwoo, his father.
{ ... }
jinwoo was cursing all the way toward the daycare, berating himself for being so caught up in yet another cold case. the time was nearing 10 in the evening, which was past suho's bedtime as he rushed toward the daycare.
admittedly, ever since cha hae-in's departure (leading to their inevitable divorce), it was difficult for jinwoo to care for his son. of course, he had his loyal shadow soldiers that protected and kept watch over him-
but what suho needed was that soft, maternal touch he was certain his son had been deprived from when hae-in left and gave him complete custody. in her own way, jinwoo knew that hae-in loved her son-
yet the promise of being more than a simple housewife was a calling that such a gorgeous woman like his ex-wife could not ignore. she had big dreams when she was younger, but was unable to reach them until recently. their child was barely 2 years old when an agent caught sight of her and made her an offer she could not refuse.
jinwoo spent months arguing back and forth with his wife, wondering why their son wasn't enough (why he wasn't enough) to make her stay-
but in the end, he ultimately relented and let her go.
after all, he loved her enough to let her go and help her pursue her dreams-
even if it didn't involve either him or suho.
the memory of it all was enough to make jinwoo's heart twist, his hands clutching at the steering wheel when he arrives at the daycare, parking haphazardly before tossing the door open. he runs a hand across his unruly locks of hair, entering the building while calling out his son's name.
"suho-"
he trails his gaze forward, only to feel his throat closing up in response at the sight before him.
jinwoo sees suho in the embrace of a kind young woman. she meets his gaze while placing a finger up against her lips, humming a lullaby as suho remained asleep in her arms. his heart was racing, practically melting at the sight of her. when she finishes her lullaby, she beckons jinwoo closer, allowing him to take suho within his embrace.
he lets out soft coos of his son's name, feeling him stir the tiniest bit before settling within his arms. he looks back at the woman and thanks her, seeing her name tag while referring to her by her first name, "thank you, for caring for my son. and ah... i apologize for arriving so late."
she merely giggles, waving off his concern while taking off her apron, hanging it somewhere before grabbing her bag. "don't worry about it, mr. sung. it's tough working as an investigator. i don't mind spending a few extra hours keeping watch over suho until you pick him up."
jinwoo thanks the woman once more, this time with his eyebrows furrowed in response. "say, it's getting pretty late. is your boyfriend or partner picking you up?"
he hears a choked laugh coming from the woman. "ah, no mr. sung. i'm afraid i'm single and must take the train back to my place."
"the trains stop running by midnight, ma'am. you'll never make it." jinwoo tells her with a whisper of urgency. "i'm sorry, this is all my fault. let me give you a ride back."
before she could even protest, jinwoo's voice takes on a more authoritative tone. "trust me on this; it's late at night and you're a young woman. do you know how much the rates of assaults have increased this past year? there are millions of depraved men still out there."
his words end up striking a nerve within her, and he watches as she purses her lips before nodding, "well, okay mr. sung. if it isn't too much trouble-"
"don't worry, it's no trouble at all. after all, it's my fault that you had to be here so late. and please, call me jinwoo."
while keeping his sleeping son within his embrace, he watches the kind daycare lady shut off all the lights before locking up the daycare, following him to his car. as he opens up the backseat, he had a hard time getting a good grip on suho in order to transfer him to his carseat. it was during this moment that jinwoo witnessed her unconditional kindness once more.
like it was second nature to her, jinwoo watches as the woman gently ease suho away from his embrace, angling her body so that she had better access to the carseat. with gentle movements, she places suho in his carseat while buckling his seatbelt. "i'll remain in the backseat with this little guy. i can tell you my address as well."
taken aback by her easygoing nature and genuine kindness, jinwoo could only manage a nod in response, watching as she sits next to suho's carseat while he settles in the driver's seat in a bit of a haze. turning on his phone, he types in the woman's address and begins to back out of the parking lot.
with each stop light, jinwoo couldn't help but sneak glances at the kind woman, seeing the way she kept a protective arm around suho's carseat while looking out the window. seeing how soft and nurturing she was makes jinwoo smile, filling his heart with a warmth that he hadn't felt in a long time.
after what seemed like mere seconds, jinwoo arrives at her apartment complex. he was filled with a reluctance to see her go, especially when she gives suho a gentle kiss against his hair. "night little guy, i'll see you tomorrow."
giving jinwoo one last thank you, she exits the car and makes her way toward her apartment building, with jinwoo remaining parked in the front, not moving until she was completely inside of the building.
"papa..." jinwoo's ears perk when he hears suho calling out to him.
"yeah suho?"
jinwoo tilts his head back to get a good look at suho, seeing him yawn before telling him, "i really like her."
he hums in agreement, "well, you've got good tastes, suho. i really like her, too."
suho lets out another yawn before falling back asleep, making jinwoo smile as he started the car once more, thinking about how the next time he went to pick up suho that he'd need to place a soldier within her shadow...
{ ... }
you had fallen into a bit of a routine with jinwoo for the months that followed.
more often than not, jinwoo would end up working overtime at the station while you would always offer to keep watch over suho. and during those late nights when jinwoo picks suho up, he would always take you home.
but lately, it seemed as though you were steadily doing more... intimate activities.
for example, during the weekends where jinwoo was able to take some time off, he would pick you up after your shift at the daycare center and invite you out to dinner with him and suho. whether it be to a nice restaurant, or to a comforting, home cooked meal made by jinwoo himself-
it truly was nothing short of bliss to you.
and it was during moments like these that you found yourself falling utterly and irrevocably in love with the man named sung jinwoo. everything about him was just so perfect to you, and you found yourself thinking on how crazy his ex-wife was for leaving such a perfect family behind-
but you digress, since you were certain that it was simply the jealousy getting to you.
it was your day off, and you were simply doing mundane chores when you heard a knock at your door. drying your hands against a towel, you answer the door, only to feel your eyes go wide when jinwoo was found in front of your apartment. he was dressed comfortably in a black turtleneck sweater with matching jeans and a pair of converses, holding in his hand a bouquet of your favorite flowers.
"hey, do you mind spending the rest of your day with me?" he gives you a sheepish smile, placing the lovely bouquet within your hands. you felt flabbergasted, gaping a bit as you looked around for any signs of suho.
"suho's with my parents for the day, so it's just me and you." as if reading your mind, jinwoo reassures you, placing a hand within the pocket of his dark jeans.
"oh, well, yes! i don't mind spending my day off with you. hold on, i'll place these flowers within a vase, and i'll grab my bag, then we can go."
jinwoo chuckles while telling you to take your time, simply watching you while in your doorway as you fluttered around your living room. after filling a vase with some fresh water, you place the lovely bouquet inside and grab your purse from your room. you join jinwoo after locking your door, smiling up at him as he takes your hand in his.
feeling the heat against your cheeks, you remain silent, simply allowing jinwoo to interlock your fingertips together with his. "let's take a walk, there's something i'd like to talk to you about."
you nod, "okay, lead the way, jinwoo."
he tightens his hold on your hand, walking with you out of your apartment complex. remaining on the sidewalk, you walked for about 20 minutes before arriving at a nearby park. he keeps on walking deeper into the park, not stopping until arriving at a gorgeous garden filled with a rainbow color of blooms. spotting an empty bench in the midst of such a wonderful garden, jinwoo gestures at you to sit as he settles beside you.
you both remain quiet, simply admiring the scenery. you were in the midst of counting how many flowers there were in a single section when jinwoo calls out your name. you feel him taking a hold of your left hand and begin speaking.
"you have sparked a fire in me that i didn't think even existed anymore."
the way jinwoo's voice cracked made you look back at him, your eyes being filled with empathy. you felt him giving your hand a squeeze when he meets your gaze. "ever since my ex wife left me to pursue her dreams, i buried myself in my work to forget about the pain of her abandonment. i did my best to raise suho on my own because of how much i love him, but it hasn't been easy.
what suho needs is a nurturing touch of a mother. he needs a gentle and kind love, that unconditional type of love that his own biological mother was unable to give.
truly, i was at a loss; uncertain of what i could even do to help him fill that void. and when i felt as though i were close to giving up and losing it all, that's when you came into my life."
your breath hitches in response to his confession, feeling him reaching out to you with his free hand as he cupped at your face. "you were like the sole beacon of light my soul was searching for. when i saw you that night, cradling my son so gently within your embrace, i knew that my heart was yours."
jinwoo finally lets go of your hand, making you let out a gasp when you saw a beautiful diamond engagement ring settled against your left ring finger. "j-jinwoo-"
"i know, i know, you may find me to be a rash man, proposing to you so suddenly, but i obtained such a trait from my own father." jinwoo lets out a rich chuckle while pressing a kiss against your ring finger, "the sungs have always been men who knew what they wanted and would do anything to pursue it-
and the only thing i want is you..."
jinwoo's eyes begin to glow purple just then, and you felt him framing at your face as he presses kisses that were no heavier than dew against your parted lips, "so please, marry me. make me and suho the happiest boys in the world. suho needs you- i need you in order to feel whole again."
with tears streaming down your face, you lean forward to press your lips against jinwoo's in a searing kiss, knowing that you would simply be a fool to reject his proposal.
[ epilogue ]
suho was getting ready for his first day of school, face frowning into the mirror as he kept trying to adjust his bowtie-
yet still, it seemed like no matter what he did, it forever remained within its lopsided state. with a pout, he stomps his feet and marches his way over to you.
"mom! i can't get this!"
you giggle and put aside the book you were reading, resting a hand over your rounded belly as you beckoned your son closer to you, "come here, sweetheart, let mommy help."
suho hums, remaining still like a good boy as you fixed his bowtie, settling it perfectly in the middle of his shirt. he gives you a toothy grin and leans down to kiss your stomach. "mwah! is my baby sister ready to come out yet?"
"not quite yet, honey, but soon, just have patience, okay?"
suho gives you another pout, ready to say something else when jinwoo's whistle was heard echoing throughout the house, "come on, suho! it's time for school! give your mama and little sister one more kiss, and i'll take you!"
suho listens to jinwoo's words, giving your cheek and your rounded belly yet another kiss before skipping away from you and toward his father, "bye mama!"
jinwoo gazes down at his son with a fondness, catching your stare while giving you a wink before leaving the house. and as your husband and son departs, you were aware of the shadowy wisps that surround you, making you smile as you knew that you would forever be protected by the man who was the absolute love of your life.
a.n. - an early father's day gift for the daddiest of them all lmaooo i'm sorry i need to write something fluffy and sweet for my hubby due to the stress i'm feeling. currently unedited, but i'll make any changes once this is posted 😭
all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.
A/n: Idk if I even got the yandere vibes correct. Did I? I doubt it. Some at home shit happened so that's affecting my writing right now as I work to finish this in time.
Posting this on Mother's Day .... definitely not the conventional fic for such a holiday. There is some of it at the end though so yeah.
Jinwoo and Suho are yanderes. Reader kinda is too but mostly darling. Small font/special text is for yandere esque themed dialogue.
CW: 21+DARK THEMES/MATURE CONTENT INSIDE. Possessiveness, yandere family AU, attachment/codependency issues, panic attack/breakdown, angst, hurt/comfort, a bit of smut, violence, LITERAL murder.
SPOILERS FOR OG SL and RAGNAROK manwha. SO MDNI AND BE PREPARED PLS.
DO NOT REPOST, PLAGARIZE, COPY, EDIT, TRANSLATE, STEAL, OR USE FOR AI. Rather reblog, like, comment, and follow pls n thnx.
Jinwoo finding you the way he did, right at Death's door, had him carrying you in his arms, leading you from a hollow home and existence to his own version of life. Even as his world was ravaged by gates and magic beasts despite him restarting the timeline, humanity's evolution was inevitable.
"You called for me, little nightingale? So, you'd willingly give up your soul to me? Slit yourself and overdose, just to be in my thrall and escape this hell you call life? You're not in your right mind. Then again, it's hard to recall what it feels like to be human again ... very well ... I'll amuse you."
Nursing you back to health, cradling your depressed scarred self through nights of sleep anxiety, calming down your sob wrecking breakdowns with his tender tone, him growing attached to you who falls for the Shadow Monarch in the end might have been fated as well.
"There there, my cute little darling. Your Jin is here. Let me help you smile again. Aww, that's it, there's that gorgeous smile. Your cheeks are so soft and sweet. Let me nibble on them, pretty please."
His gentle perusing through your mind, just to make a hit list, slaughtering every single being that ever dared harm you, whether physically or emotionally. The pile of bloodied gutted bodies that littered the ground was one thing. Having their souls be brought back from the dead to serve you both for eternity was another.
"I hope this pleases you, my dear. Whatever you ask of them, they'll do. They're made to serve you now, for all eternity. None of their hands will touch you, though. I will uphold that great honor."
Marrying you was absolute. And having Suho, yours and his pride and joy, was a miracle. Being the S-Rank child of the Shadow Monarch nearly killed you birthing him. Fortunately, Jinwoo wouldn't allow it. Not when his vessel repair skills paired with Beru's healing abilities aided in keeping your body intact throughout the bloody ordeal.
"He's beautiful, love. I'm so proud of you. However, I understand if you don't wish for anymore kids. I can't bear to see you in that much suffering ever again. Our little guardian is more than enough ... our Suho."
Jinwoo is just as much Suho's father as he is his son's mentor. Sealing away Suho's powers when he was a flying floating infant one day was necessary. However, through your persuasion and kisses, Jinwoo allowed Suho to keep his memories of the shadows. Especially Beru; Suho's favorite of all his dad's shadows.
"You're lucky you're adorable. Beru was this close to flooding the house with his tears. At least Suho gets to keep him as a friend. Bellion and Igris are already working on lesson plans when he's old enough to understand them. If Suho keeping his memories makes you happy, then your wish is mine to fulfill."
Your illustrated, written stories Jinwoo helped you publish were read to Suho during bedtime. You and Jinwoo always end up narrating together to Suho in his footsie pajamas, him nestled in the arms of one of you as the other held open the book to read. The tales of the Shadow Monarch on his many adventures to cure his mother, find his father, and save the world from the Monarchs war, ending with him finding his lovely bride and settling down with their son, the future Monarch of Transcendence.
"Just you wait, Suho. As the years go by, I'll help you get stronger so you can help me protect your mama from any monsters that dare wish her harm. You and me against them all, little guy."
"Jin, please. He's still a baby. I'm not sure he understands anything we're saying right now."
"Of course, love. Sorry about that. It's just ... I'm so happy. You made me a daddy. And you, mommy, are glowing. Our son is the luckiest baby alive, having you as his mama, Y/n. Thank you for being mine. I love you."
"I love you too, honey."
The moment you met, you became the holder of Jinwoo's two hearts. His parents are back together again, his baby sis settled down with his best friend, and now he has you and Suho.
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Hearing your singing made your Monarchs' hearts soar over the years. Whether you were doing laundry, washing dishes, or even jotting down your stories in your little novels to read to them both.
You're their angel of music in their daily lives. Their muse. The matriarch of their little family.
Even now.
"Come on, Mom. You know me. Art student by day, up and coming hunter by night." Suho, now a high school sophomore, griped lightly as he grabbed some banana milk from the fridge to sip on.
"I only let you hunt with your dad when your schoolwork and chores are all done. That was the deal." You say over the sizzling pan as the shadows help you prepare some lunch like always before your boys have to leave for their usual father son outings.
"You better listen to her, or it's the bench for you." Jinwoo's lips quirked as he picked up his son's grumbling in passing while his old man browsed some work files when he ruffled Suho's hair.
"However, I'll believe our dutiful son has uphold his end of the agreement and finished his work. Make sure your bag is packed and we'll go out hunting after lunch."
Suho's exasperated groan is what you're both left with as he trudged upstairs. In the swift moment, Jinwoo hugs your humming self from behind, nipping your ear then down to your neckline.
"How's he's faring, you think?" You peck his forehead.
"He's coming into his own. Still rough in some areas, but he's quite adaptive. Really a chip off the old block. You should be proud of him." He nips your jawline then your cheek.
"You two I'm always proud of." Jinwoo's gloved hand squeezed your hip at your praise, so you gently pull said glove off, letting his scarred bare hand be held by yours, caressing your cheek, littering it with kisses in return.
"Even when we're covered in blood and guts?"
The question hangs in the air for a moment.
You turn in his grasp to kiss him.
"You know I love seeing you be feral."
You never could keep your hands off him. Jinwoo was worse. His sharp carnal grin ravages your face that got you squealing as he swept you off your feet for his persistent kisses.
"Tell me you love me."
"I love you so much."
"Good. You were made to be showered in my kisses. Aagh, every day you get even more radiant, it's killing me~!" His playful growls in your ear have you kicking your feet and giggling in his arms.
"Dad! The sooner we leave, the sooner I can level up. It'll spare my eyesight from seeing you two be even nastier than usual." Suho gripes half heartedly as he peeks in with his finished workbook in one and his hunting gear bag slung over his shoulder.
"Hey, you should be thrilled to know your parents are expressing their undying devotion for one another. Cause sooner or later, mister, you'll find your own better half. Like a certain Miho Baek~" The smug advice your hubby gives your embarrassed son.
"That's a trick suggestion. I know I ain't allowed to date until I'm at least 21. College first, then dating." Suho pointedly reminded.
"He's getting smarter, too." Jinwoo mumbled to you with a grin as they started helping you set the table for lunch.
Jjajangmyeon, tteokbokki, and donkatsu for here and leftovers for them to pack in case they get hungry during their raids. Packing lunches for your boys with lots of hearts in their bags.
"Just don't track blood in here like last time. I don't want even a single drop of crimson staining our sweet, humble abode." You warn them both.
"My shadows can erode any iron stains at the drop of a hat, you know that. But okay. If you need anything, Igris will be here guarding you as always, my lady."
Your loud, messy smooches and your cheery wishes of good luck were the last things those two saw of you as they headed off, Igris bowing to them from your shadow.
Utilizing the System he made for his son proved the perfect training grounds to test Suho's limits as Jinwoo created a violet gate out of thin air in the middle of the forest fields.
"Now remember what I taught you, son."
"Always, dad."
"Any Lizards or traitors we come across in there ... at least they'll make for good practice."
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Pillaging for essence stones and mana crystals was par for the course.
Decapitation was higher up on the list of Jinwoo's targets.
Rumors, gossip, and intel shared to him through his many connections about less savory hunters that were misbehaving proved useful when it came to disposal of the correct targets.
Heads literally flew through the air as Suho leveled up. His strength, speed, and reflexes reflected him coming into his own as an S-Rank. He was only slightly out of breath as they cleared the dungeon.
Monster and human blood stains their clothes and faces, but neither pay it a single glance as the shadows clean them up.
The Sung men crack their muscles and take a lunch break away from the carnage. Their stuffed cheeks flush, humming in delight at the delicious food you prepared for them.
Then came the talk.
The turning point of their lives kind of talk.
"You can't be serious!"
"The Itarim will never stop unless Earths' mana is all theirs. I could have pursued those Apostles into their rift weeks back during my anniversary with your mom ... but it was obviously a divide and conquer tactic. I wasn't ready to leave you both unprepared if I got compromised."
"But are you actually gonna leave? Fight those Outer Gods in space?"
" ... I've been considering it ever since. It's only a matter of time before they come here. My shadows have already disposed of some of those Apostle agents that were scouting countries overseas for potential rooting grounds. They'll make for good fodder in the coming clash."
"But what about Mom? She'll never forgive you if you do end up leaving." Suho's warning earns him hair ruffling, to which he pouts with red cheeks. Jinwoo cheekily grins at the sight.
"Your grandpa would do anything to protect your grandma. I'm willing to cross lines to keep your mother safe. And I'm trusting you to do the same. I did consider you manning the home front when I'm gone ..." Rationality collides with Jinwoo's devotion to staying by your side always.
Suho honestly felt the same way, being raised by his dad's certain mindset, steam puff clouds in heart shapes float about their flush cheeked heads with thoughts of your mochi faced self smiling bright to them.
"If you really want me to look after her, Dad, then I'll stay with Mom and guard her like the noble son she adores. Protecting her in your stead would be an honor, regardless."
"I know you would. But I also want to be there to give my angel her daily bouquets, prepare her feasts, pamper her, and give her endless kisses and cuddles as she so rightfully desrves."
Even so ...
"When all is said and done, even when this apparent war ends ... what comes after?"
Their shadows rounding up corpses of their butchered victims for them both to arise is put on hold from the tense silence that came from Suho's persistence. His bangs cover Jinwoo's eyes.
"I don't know. Even I can't predict the future, Suho."
"Can you even make her immortal, then? Or will we both stand idly by and watch her wilt away like everyone else?"
"Turning her into a shadow solider is out of the question. It wouldn't really be her anymore."
"Potions, artifacts, even rituals could keep her alive for a long time ... but not forever."
"And what about my grandparents? Aunt Jinah and Uncle Jinho? Are we gonna convert them too?"
Jinwoo winces at the idea of it all. The ideal version versus the cruel reality of it all. "Not by force, no. Us all being together is the dream.
"I thought following in your footsteps as a Monarch would be exhilarating ... but not if it means leaving her behind forever ... even in death ... we're all meant to be together ... so what's even the point of it all?"
A ear splitting screech pierces the dungeon and their ears as the humanoid ant marshal comes out of the young Monarch's shadow.
"It's Igris, my King!" Beru wailed out.
Jinwoo's eyes flash violet as his face morphs into that of his predecessor, seeking vengeance as he grabs Suho's wrist.
"Your mother's in danger. Come on!"
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The invaders came from above.
Hostile as heat seeking missles.
Three hunter savages fueled by strange blue mist; stardust, turning them into mist burn abominations, yet they could still speak normally.
Those three bastards vs Igris. Blazing at break neck speed to match and with just as much force, throwing each other around, wrecking the yard and surrounding trees.
Demolishing the house infrastructure after coming out of a golden rift that appeared right above the abode.
Taeshik Kang.
Dongsuk and Dongsoo Hwang.
All with a vendetta against Jinwoo.
Now targeting him where it hurts. You, his greatest weakness.
Regardless of nearby casualties.
Your eyes blazed red as the shadows enveloped you for protection but also to give you a shadow blade at each one of them whenever they got too close. Clashing with Taeshik's daggers or either of the Hwang brothers that tried running you over with their tank like builds.
"The little lady is fiery, I'll give her that." Donsuk sneered nastily.
"She'd make quite the fuck doll if that bastard Sung didn't already use her up." Dongsoo snarked out.
"I wouldn't mind making a cum dump all over her mangled corpse." Taeshik licked his heinous smiling lips at the image of it all.
"You piss ants." You hissed between heaves, your e/c eyes turning bright red.
"NO ONE WRECKS MY HOUSE!"
The shadows give your feet a boost to your heels as they lead you into the charge. Inflicting slashes at each of them, earning you enraged looks from them all.
Then the mist descended all around you from the rift. The strange blue mist was making you see things that were striking you at your core.
You couldn't breathe. Couldn't think clearly. Old chronic pains flaring up to suffocating despair.
You collapse as Igris covers you but these hunters were turning more and more like magic beasts, looking like zombies, their putrid mana making you choke out as you curl up into the fetal position, garbled sobs leaving you.
The golden rift in the sky crackles out violet sparks as two pressurized presences overtake it, sealing it behind them, extinguishing the drugged mist with their combined mana.
Jinwoo lets out his mana-infused Dragon's Fear from his soul, driving his old foes into a state of intense despair and panic, slivers of their lost humanity peeking out, letting Igris slam them away with his sword.
Beru and Bellion come forth from Jinwoo's shadow to aid Igris per their Monarch's orders, Monarch's Domain times two as father and son boost the shadows strength in violets and blues.
"Don't kill them yet. Just rough them up and buy us some time."
The threw marshals tackled these attackers through the air along with hordes of his shadows to ensure they get hold off for now.
He and Suho reach you, seeing nasty energy cracks spreading all over your spasming glowing eyed body that Suho cradles tight enough to keep you still, forcing the vial between your lips, the Elixir of Life smothering you saying their names repeatedly among words of loss and loneliness.
"This blue mist ... my shadow soldiers reported these Apostles distributing strange drugs that can trigger substantial boosts in E to C rank awakened beings ... with horrid side effects. But not like this."
Taking deep heated breathes just to settle down his tunnel vision for now, Jinwoo gets on his knees and holds you, watching the Elixir already working its magic in comforting light. "It's my fault ... I should have assigned more shadow security to you. I won't let any of them get away. Not even you."
"She's strong, Dad. She'll pull through ... she has to." Suho smothered you on one side, Jinwoo took your other side as your uneven heaving softens to tired puffs, the cracks mending on your skin, your trembling frame calming down.
"It's okay, Mom. You're gonna be ok." Suho squeezes your hand.
"He's right, love. You're stronger than this." Jinwoo kisses your clammy forehead when they both sensed the Miasma evaporating in your system, letting clean air in your lungs again as you gasp at the relief coming in.
The sight of Jinwoo's top three marshals dropping the disgraced zombified foes of the previous timeline one by one before you three, eminating a dash of the Apostles influence, servihg as the trigger for both men to get ready.
"Beru, stay with Y/n." The humanoid ant adheres to his liege as both men strip off their hoodies for you to use as a makeshift pillow and blanket.
"Don't get injured. They can infect you through wounds. Otherwise ..." Jinwoo cautions as he cracks his knuckles as Suho summons his sharp gauntlets, both men armoring up in similar fashion.
"Show no mercy."
Jinwoo went right for socking Dongsoo right in the gut, becoming a comet of roaring shadow fury as he shoves his former shadow soldier's face right through the ground, drawing haphazard patterns for miles.
"Whether in this timeline or the previous one, you're still rotten to the core. I'm disappointed in you, Greed." Jinwoo's eyes blazed violet as he teared off Hwang Dongsoo's arms apart like butter using telekinesis.
Crimson sprays the void as the bulging man wails from hate and agony, only for Jinwoo to stuff one of those amputated limbs into Dongsoo's mouth.
"You hurt my ANGEL ... you don't deserve MERCY!"
Craters fill the ground as Jinwoo slams Dongsoo's face first repeatedly in the same spot until his face showed his shattered skull to parallel Greed, his bloodied hand gutting out of his mouth and the cleaved arm stump impaled through the neck and sticking out in a crooked angle.
Jinwoo spat at the corpse after mutilating it to oblivion, crumbling into dust at his feet before his shadows made ready to arise him all over again.
"Not even death can save you."
Suho taking on both Dongsuk and Taeshik had him bolting like a bullet ricocheting between both foes, socking them both repeatedly as the hand to hand combat master that he's become at his young age, his eyes boiling to match the flame magic he spews right in their faces, summoning blizzards out of thin air to slow their advances enough for him to strike harder.
"You wasted your second chances. Every last one of you is done for."
He growls out as his sharpened gauntlets laid out relentless punches to Dongsuk's face before his sharpened fingertips cleave off the man'd crotch clean off.
Suho utiliIzing sharp, flaring shadow blades that curves upward and outward out of thin air, blocking Taeshik's stealthy strikes just from sensing his bloodlust, slicing off the assassin's jaw.
"No one harms my mom and gets to LIVE. NO ONE!"
The gurgled sounds coming from their gutted out throats came before he went to slicing them both in half. Stomping on their charred remains came first.
"Not even close to my level."
Taeshik Kang, now the Shadow ring glinting on Suho's finger thanks to his Shadow Creation skill, would prove useful to him from here on out. Turning Dongsuk into a shadow shield made the most sense in the heat of the moment.
The grainy corpses of these bastards littered the ruined family fields bothered them very much.
Holding onto you for dear life was their #1 priority. Jinwoo carried you bridal style as he made Greed slam himself face first in the ground too many times as a starter punishment, the marshals wincing at the pitiful sight.
"Our home." You whimper as you can barely make it out from the fog in your eyes.
"They're dead now, baby. You held yourself so well against them. You're gonna get better soon, baby, I promise you." He cooed in your ear.
Despite the house wreck and the damage dealt, he kept speaking so close to your face, hoping it'd be the lifeline to help you awaken.
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Your hand reaches out to the retreating figure of Jinwoo going into the unknown of the giant sealing rift, taking on Gods far from home. You were just grasping at wisps instead as he morphes into the embodiment of Nothingness that he is.
"Come back to me! Please!"
Your son was the same, resenting you both for abandoning him for years due to willing choices to leave just as Jinwoo did or due to forces beyond your control.
"Don't leave me. Why does everyone keep leaving me?"
You get sucked into a new rift. You lay crumbled uo in blood with nerves shot, fatigueness dragging you into the rain drenched grass of the former life you thought you escaped from long ago.
"I can't be here ... I'm ... dead ... I died here."
Broken family photos. A moldy crumbled home. Flashes of false cracked faces staring right at you from above the stormy dark skies, agonized screams of your name, layering on a torturous loop.
"No ... no ..."
Peaceful death beyond your reach now.
"NO!"
You gasp awake, your breathing patterns uneven as the ringing in your ears got cut through by the two persistent voices calling out your name, squeezing your shaking hands, now gripping them for support.
The invisible force pressing on your chest alleviated. Cold dread coats your being only to be patted away by warm cloth. Anxiety spikes in your veins yet familiar aura seeps into your nerves to settle you down. Your heart won't ever stop aching.
You blink the fuzz and water out of your eyes to see Jinwoo and Suho's faces clear as day, looking down at you from above, worry creasing their forehead and concern glinting in their eyes.
The first night you spent in the Realm of Repose played out this way, you awakening in the master bedroom bed as their mana keeps you tethered and safe from the realm's life sucking effects on mere mortals.
"Ack! Mom! I — I can't — ack — breathe! Agh — damn you're strong!" Suho chokes out and repeatedly taps your back as your arms flex, squeezing the literal life out of your baby boy serving as your focal point; his dashing face turning blue for real.
"Sarang, you're going to kill our flesh and blood at this rate. He just became a man." Jinwoo snorted a bit as he gently but firmly pulls Suho free from your chokehold. Said son collapses on the bed as he starts getting color back in his face.
Your breathing was haggard. You couldn’t stop shaking, feeling everything all at once. Jinwoo holds you tightly instead, letting you cover his front with tears as you claw at his back.
"Easy there. You need lots of proper rest for your body to feel better." Jinwoo's voice keeps you grounded as you got gently smooshed between them.
"Our house ... so many years worth of memories ... gone." You sniffled in the crook of Jinwoo's neck.
"We managed to salvage some things from the wreck. But, all of us being together is what matters most." Suho buries his face in your hair as he presses into your back from behind.
You were too drained to argue or ask questions, saving that for the next day. And yet, these next words came out of your quivering lips, oozing anxiety separation.
"I'll never be able to let either of you go. Today, tomorrow, someday ... you both will be so far away ... that I'll never reach you ... or stand with you."
"The feeling is mutual." Both of them held you throughout that first night, waiting until you eventually went back to sleep before they too settle for bed.
The muffled slams of Greed's endless bowing face plants from the opposite side of the kingdom, which gets felt through Jinwoo, is one of several things on his mind.
Old foes of a previous life that shouldn't have been able to remember him murdering them all first hand. This had the Itarim written all over it.
The next day was spent with you three divulging everything to each other, and burdening the load of that day together was what helped you all get through it.
Sharing what you saw while under the influence had your boys squeezing you to the point where they're ensuring you they weren't going anywhere. Not since that day.
The promise of rebuilding the house and heading back in Seoul hung in the air over the course of the next few days.
Soft pink roses. A tray littered with your favorite breakfast foods. And both your boys giving you cheek kisses as they surprise you on this special holiday.
"Happy Mother's Day, Mama."
Jinwoo stays with you in bed as Suho gets roped into training with Beru in the castle training grounds. Jinwoo's eyes flashed violet for a moment as he fed you and let you hold onto him.
He knew his voice, his scent, his very being anchored you. Just as yours stabilized him.
"Remember when Suho was still in preschool? And his teacher told you how scared the other kids were of him for seeing and hearing the shadows when they obviously couldn't." He murmurs out of the blue.
You nod as the shadows take away your now emptied tray to wash in the lower floor kitchen.
"So I sealed away his powers until he was old enough to train and earn them back ... but I even wanted to erase his memories about everything. Just so he could have a normal life and not be burdened like I was with this power. Do you recall what you said to me that night?"
Your anxious expression softens as his forehead kiss helped you open up on the matter, his arm keeping you against his side.
"It'd kill me inside for you to hide the truth from your own son his whole life. I didn't want him to be like other run of the mill kids. I wanted him to be true to himself ... regardless of what the world thought or brought to us. But I was only being selfish."
Jinwoo takes one of the roses to put behind your ear, his thumb brushing your cheek as he gazed deeply in your eyes.
"The power of the Monarchs keeps you isolated from living like a human anymore. I hid the sins I committed from family and friends ... fearing I'd lose their trust and faith in me. But Suho has every right to know the truth about his own parents. He was still an infant at the time ..."
The memories of that night float in your mind, you feeling his mind touch made your cheeks flush to his amusement a bit before you two see your grown up son running miles around Beru with the rest of the Shadow army cheering their young Monarch on.
"But I didn't want to take that choice away from him, even when he was only 4. I couldn't go through with it, not when I saw how crestfallen you looked in those beautiful teary eyes." Jinwoo murmurs, kisses your wet lashes, licks the salty streaks down your cheeks, and squeezes you more.
"As long as he has us, he'll know he's never truly alone. So I let him keep his memories. Beru wouldn't stop crying from relief that night. You became his new favorite from then on." Jinwoo's smile is felt in your head as he breathes in your hair scent; your unique fragrance.
"Jinwoo ... why are you telling me all this?"
His wry smile meets your lips.
"Because ... it reminds me of why I married you. You were willing to give me a chance despite all that I've done to keep you to myself. Your darkness pairs so well with mine. Even when I'm covered in blood and guts, you still look at me like I'm some righteous savior. Against all logic and reason, our devotion to each other stands strong."
Your hands cradle his fluffy head to pull him down for a kiss. "I have Death as my mate. And I love you too damn much to let go."
"And to me, you are the angel, dressed up in that bridal gown, carrying our little boy in your arms. That's the life I built with you and one I will protect ... even if it means bringing forth hell." The rasp and drawl of his tone makes you shiver.
"Even if we may have to live in this realm of yours from now on, just to keep me safe? Or when you may have to part ways with me for war?" You hit it right on the mark.
"Whether on Earth or deep in outer space, you and Suho stay with me. Regardless of whatever awaits us in the future, I won't risk losing you both." His narrowed eyes radiate addiction.
"And me becoming immortal? Unless I become a successor to one of the late Monarchs and go through what you did ... you two won't be with me or any of our loved ones in the sea of the World Tree. Even if I somehow become immortal and die with you, we won't end up in the same place together."
You groan as you fall back flat in bed, your head aching from this brain overload. Jinwoo tops you in bed, pressing his forehead to yours, making you face him.
"Having a multiverse to explore may possibilities is within my power. You know that. That's how I met you, after all. In that mundane world on the brink of collapse."
His hand cradles yours as his thumb brushes your ring finger.
"I love you more than life itself, Y/n. You and Suho are my whole word. My reason for fighting. Should we die, I'll ensure we all don't end up in different places, but together in the World of Nothingness, stuck in eternal sleep ... as morbid as all of that sounds."
His dry chuckle meets your tired giggle as you both spend the next hour kissing, stripping off each other's clothes, and grinding in bed together. "I prefer your kind of morbid, honey."
"Another reason why I love you, the most brilliant wife in creation. No Apostles, Itarim, or foolish hunters can keep us apart. When Suho ties the knot someday, may he find his own beloved angel. Like me."
His bare back flexes as he grips the headboard while your ankles lock at his lower back, your symphony of moaning devotion makes his cock twitch as he creampies that succulent pussy of yours with all of him.
Jinwoo's radiant stare aims at the screen, affirming his stance on the matter to all who have been watching, ogling you, his darling wife, that he loves too much.
A/n: Writing this was ... kinda hard. It always is when I'm trying to get into the mood writing smut. Especially when you're losing motivation cause of certain people on here ...
Therefore it ain't that long.
Also Anime Love Island did our Monarch so dirty. This is basically justice for our bae.
Gonna put out another SL fic around Mothers Day, I hope, but after that, I may seriously stop writing SL stuff. We'll see.
CW: Set in Love Island AU but not that much focus. Established relationship. Mostly fluff/romance. Beach date. Some 18+ BEACH SMUT but not much.
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Soul reapers, demon slayers, Jujutsu Sorcerers. Many colorful contestants in this reality dating show. So, being chosen for this kind of thing was quite out of your comfort zone. You still couldn't believe it. Nor could you picture the world's strongest hunter picking you as his from the first coupling.
He's humble, soft spoken with you, and you feel safe whenever he's around, enough to slowly but surely feel at ease being yourself with him. Through the given challenges, despite the recouping, especially when bombshells are presented to cause chaos, he stays your anchor. And you are his tether in kind. His veiny, warm hand stays intertwined with yours.
Sex on the beach is a given on this island show. You've seen enough of it from some of the other couples. And yet, you seek solace through interactions beyond just foreplay.
Splashing each other in the ocean. Your giddy self pursued playfully by the smug man that lets you flee for a while before he finally decides to zip right to you from behind and sweep you off your feet and spin you around in his arms, your laughs intertwined.
Lounging on your beach blankets underneath the beach umbrellas, resting your face down in his pillow pecs, you stay in his hold, calming down from his heartbeat.
"I'm here cause my sister put me up to this. It was either this or being set up on blind dates. She wouldn't stop pestering me about finding someone and not end up a lonely, bitter, hard ass." He mused, listening to the wave crashing as he brushed through your wet hair.
"Guess we're both in the same boat in that regard. My own bestie signed me up too. Guess they needed some extra fodder to fill out their lineup. Seemed fun at the time. I had nothing else to do. So ... your plan still the same?" You lean into his hand, melting as per usual.
"Yeah. I don't need the prize money cause I'm already covered from my hunter work. Whether I win or lose here doesn't really matter much. The scenery ain't bad though. But it's got nothing on Seoul."
"So ... why did you pick me at the first coupling?"
"Because you're adorable." His thumb rubs your cheek before he kisses it. "And goofy." His nose kiss makes your eyes cross that he giggles. "Not to mention the one sensible person here that doesn't drive me up the wall." He grumbled half heartedly.
The moment he pulls you atop him, his shadows swallow you both whole. Obsidian kept the peepers out. Sound proof dome. His hands undo the top of your beach dress off all to make out with your melons.
"If either one of us gets kicked off this thing, then the other goes with them." He pants against your swollen marked boobas before he cups your face to bring down for tongue kisses as your undies dry hump his beach shorts.
"I doubt the producers would be fine with that. I'd probably get booted off first thing if we didn't get paired up." Your tongue trailed down his thick neck, stuffing your own drooling mouth with those pecs of his, chewing on them as your own personal toys.
"Seeing another man put their hands on you ... I'd tear their limbs right off." His feral growl stutters from your sampling and teething. His shadows disintegrate those soiled panties of yours just to feel you rub agaist those washboard abs of his. "I'm quite territorial."
His trimmed pube trail runs through your fingers as you slide those charcoal shorts of him down his sculpted legs. Flexible ones that curl and twitch as you ride him, gasping together at how perfectly you take him. "I believe that."
His choked up moans meet your breathless whimpers as the wet gushing sounds of his schlong ruts in and out of your dripping folds, your insides already molding to him. Weeks spent prior of him making himself right at home in you.
His veiny hands flex down your back, cupping your ass cheeks and pulling them apart all to reach the deepest parts. The towel beneath you two rustles, sand clinging to skin. "Damn sand." He grits out before he easily stands up, carrying your clingy self straight to the water, wading in until the ocean tide reaches up to his waist, his shadows following to provide cover. "Much better."
The coarse rough irritating particles evaporate in the sea water as your arms and legs lock around his proud standing self clawing at your rear while his dick spasms in you, the sunset painting the sky in warm colors, shimmering through his obsidian veil, transforming you into a shimmering goddess in his hold.
"Paradise is with you, Y/n. Meeting you is a breath of fresh air. Literally." He praises you as he litters kisses on your face. "I can't wait to show you my hometown. Some of the best sights you'll ever see." His thrusts become steady to stretch out the pleasurable moment even as cum trails down his limbs and into the sea.
"I'd take your home turf over mine any day." You hum as he stays in you, his arms supporting your thighs underneath, your flushed face nuzzling his. "Jinah sounds great. So does your mom. But would they be fine with you bringing me home after this?"
Jinwoo cheekily grins at you. "I can already picture them planning out our future wedding, actually. Not that I'd mind it but ... I want to take my time with you. Lots of dates, Netflix and chill, long before I put a ring on your finger, love."
Water droplets decorate his slickened back hair and his rippling pectorals, embodying his charming endearing self before your very eyes. "Then I've already won. You and your fine ass are my jackpot." You devotedly decree to his smirking relief before you two get swept up in another round of tongue dancing.
You both do come eventually. The announcer provides a surprised but supportive commentary to the audience, the producers become anxious at the inevitable confrontation by the Shadow Monarch should you two ever get split up for whatever reason, and the other couples could still smell the scent of sex waffing off you both when you inevitably returned to turn in for the night.
A/n: Slowly working on SL stuff. Wanted to put more Persona out here again, in the meantime. Also been rewatching Persona stuff lately. This piece is kinda short though cause I want to get some writing out this month.
I only got up to just finishing the second Palace before I dropped the game. Twice now. It's just not the same. Sorry for all those that like P5X. It's just not clicking for me.
Pairing: P5 Joker x GN!Wonder!Reader
CW: You kinda take the place of Wonder in this. SPOILERS FOR P5R and P5X in general, KINDA. Just be prepared.
Imposter syndrome briefly implied and mentioned, apathy in a sense, some romance, and brief established relationship.
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Being a late second year transfer into a new school while your parents were abroad was not how you picture spending the rest of high school. Kokatsu Academy, just another mundane school life, nothing hard or exciting.
That's when awakening as a Phantom Thief came into play. But why be part of this rag tag team to begin with when you can barely connect with others in your dull daily life? Is this what they call Apathy Syndrome? Not really.
Nothing wrong with Closer, Soy, or Cattle, honestly. You just don't feel the spark of intrigue. Sure you're teammates, school mates, allies. But friends? You didn't feel like one half the time, just simple quick responses to get through conversations while trying to find interest in forging social links to make Metaverse trips easier.
Ever since you crossed paths with that domino masked thief in Mementos, you couldn't get him out of your mind. In your perspective, he's the true wonder. Even if that one constant dream of shooting him in the midst of a casino themed Palace kept stabbing you clean in the gut every single time lately.
Just what is it about Joker that you feel attracted to?
The raven head that keeps drawing you in every time you team up in these mashup palaces. Stealing glances in these heavy cognitive visits to LeBlanc in the backstreets of Yongen-Jaya that makes you light-headed in the best way. A fellow Wild Card user that understood your quiet observant habits and behavior more so than those in your own reality.
In such rare instances when your paths coverged in the Metaverse ...
You hold on tight as he swings you both through the air, the grappling hook line seemingly endless, as the cool air whips at you two. His grin stays, his dark eyes trained on you, as his arm squeezes your waist as you bury your face in his neck, trusting him with your life on this hook.
"You are crazy." He murmurs as you both breeze through the buildings together.
"And you're amazing." You smile for what felt like the first in a long while.
"I appreciate the flattery." He grins before he has you both landing on the rooftop before you. Rain in this reality splatters like pink paint which each step you take. "You seem exhausted. Rough day?"
"Just poor sleep." You yawn in your red gloved hand as you both sit down and take in the sight of this metropolis of red, black and white when he sat next to you.
"Better not be the one where you shoot me. Cause I would disarm you and kick your ass if you so much as tried." His dry warning made you snort loud enough to get him chuckling to break the brief tension.
"I believe it. I just ... I don't feel like a Phantom Thief half the time. I feel such imposter syndrome. I don't even feel right in my own skin. It's like ... a pale contrast to yours, if aim
"My parents are never home. If it werent for my neighbors, Id be stuck eating junk food instead of their prepared meals."
"Mine want nothing to do with me. My fellow Thieves are all the family I need these days. Them and Sojiro, of course."
"My Thieves are fine, but I feel like the odd one out. They're all so ... noble. I don't have anyone else to relate to when it comes to this double life. It's either this or die of boredom."
"You'd love my group, then. We're all weird."
"Lucky bastard." He laughs out loud a bit at that. "Joker ... uh ... I mean ... Ren?"
"Oh, so we're going by our real names now? OK then, Y/n, what is it?"
You rest your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arm around his that you're leaning on. The blue embers of your glass red mask eroding show your e/c eyes peeking up at him. Daring a tepid cheek kiss.
"I'm really glad I met you."
His domino mask followed suit, vanishing into blue speckles of flames to show his dark greys softening and hints of a blush dusting his pale cheeks as he smooches your forehead.
"Likewise. You're an honorary member of my team, after all."
His head rests atop yours as you slowly ease down, your guard down, trusting your fellow comrade in arms, finding solace in his presence, breathing in each other’s scents.
You would awaken the following early morning, feeling content from a nice long sleep, snug in your animal onsie, eyeing your sleeping owl companion before you get up.
Only to notice a familiar calling card on the nightstand. His groups' design. You smile like a goof seeing his signature penmanship with a heart at the end of it.
Credit to those on Reddit for the roster template cause everyone is making one.
And yeah I included myself whose next to Jinwoo, Amalee/Monarch whose beside L, and @amiyoshiko whose my Otaku goddess that got me into TWST and other weeb goodness; she's besides Malleus.
A/n: I hate Tumblr app making saving drafts difficult now cause I keep accidentally pressing post publicly. Had to delete three near empty drafts because of this yesterday. God dammit.
Also, these are just my personal smut headcanons for these characters I favor so please keep that in mind, sorry if any of it seems too OOC. Also idk what to title this oneshot.
Pairing: AFAB/Female Reader x Lighter, Manato, Yidhari, Trigger, Hugo, Lycaon, Astra, Evelyn, Yanagi, Miyabi, Yixuan, Ye Shunguang, Ye Shiyuan, Cecilia, Jane Doe, Cissia, Severian, Damian ft Yhao
CW: 21+MATURE NSFW CONTENT INSIDE SUCH AS EXPLICT SMUT, KINKS, AND ETC. SO MDNI!
DO NOT REPOST, PLAGARIZE, COPY, EDIT, TRANSLATE, STEAL, OR USE FOR AI. Rather reblog, like, comment, and follow pls n thnx.
Your body is constantly smothered by hickies, welts, claw marks and handprints. Being in your own harem in New Eridu has its perks.
Trigger feeling the tremors in your legs as she nimbly bends and folds around your trembling self as her swelling ass rubs your gorging face while she eats you out between your twitching legs. Her flexible self would not cease squeezing her thighs and rear against you in all the right places.
Hugo littering deep bites in your neck, almost like a vampire would, but making sure not to draw blood. He'd test out whether you cum more from his gloves or his bare hands as he stuffs his appendage up your dripping pussy. His intimate kisses let you taste yourself from his velvety lips.
Astra never stops teasing you in your ear as her lipstick smooches decorate your body draped in her lace and pearls, her nuzzles in your breasts and fondling your ass makes you squirm and flustered to which she giggles on how cute you are.
Evelyn binding you in quite the shibari position, having you laying on your stomach, blindfolded, as her heels decorate your back. She'd carefully use her whip on your ass. If the sting is too much, then her gloved hands will use your sore bum as bongos.
Yidhari's tendrils suspend you mid air, already stuffing all your holes. Drool spills down down your face as you choke on the big one filling your throat. Another suction cups your clit. Your folds and asshole won't stop fluttering and squeezing the ones now milked up by you. Yidhari's hands stimulat her own chest and pussy as she watched you with blushing endearment, finding this inspiration for a future explicit story to write.
Manato would not stop wagging his tail as you makeout with his scarred pecs and abs as his arms squeeze you tight up against him. However, him raw dogging your ass while scratching up your thighs and hips would come, his heat would last for hours.
Lycaon would be more gracious when claiming you. His claws would not stop kneading your cleavage and pinching your nubs between his nails while his furry schlong ruts in and out of your nether regions as he spooned you from behind. He doesn't mind you tugging on his collar to keep him close even as he bites your neck and shoulders through the mating session.
Yanagi litters your face with kisses as she cuddles you. She goes pink as she uses your face as her seat, her own thighs trembling as you drown from her essence. Her electric spark makes your limbs spasm, succumbing to her influence as her smooth praises have you going puddy in her now stained palms.
Miyabi does step on you when you ask her too. Her heels have the right amount of pressure to mark your face. But her hands rub and massage your marred expression. Her cooling abilities soothe you. Stimulating your mounds meant kitten licks to thaw the ice, warming your chest up with her thoroughness, letting you feel her fox ears throughout it.
Yixuan uses her ink esque techniques, painting your body as her canvas as she rides your lap. Her hitting your pressure points help you go lax while her boobs suffocate your face. Her mystic energies pulse like living fingers in your caverns, adding to elevating your carnal releases to pair well with her inky decorum.
Ye Shunguang would not stop fussing over you as her fluffy tail wrapped possessively around you as she rubs herself against your crotch, matching your pants and moans with your own in messy kisses, praising you for everything she adores about you.
Ye Shiyuan knots himself in your very womb, making sure you're cream filled with his seed, whether with tenderness or as his darker persona, his furry tail would not stop curling around your leg as he spasmed in your walls, muttering claims in your neck as teeth marks decorate your throat.
Cecilia's maternal instincts come out. Her MILF energies have you feeding off her titty milk, nearly suffocating as her melons squish your stuffed cheeks. She doesn't hesitate to let your pussy rub all over her chest. Her rewarding kisses come with shy mewls as you lap up the mess you made.
Damian's arrogant face crumples into a groaning mess as you blowjobbed him, slobbering all over the leather couch seat, his hand taking a fistful of your hair to help you bob your head up and down to meet his deprived thrusts. Yhao watches while lounging about, smacking your bum, making comments on the side.
Jane Doe cuffs you, hogtied you even for her examination, her nails teasing your neck, spine, and holes as she stripped and tore off your bearings, her sultry tone already making you wet for her, taking her time in fingering your flaps with her digits and tail end. She petted your head, praising you for being so good for her as she sat on her legs, keeping your head between her thighs as she let you feast, still fingering you.
Cissia's snake tail anxiously rubs between your breasts, in between your thighs, even up your ass. Clinging to you as her mumbles her rants about her low paying job and demon lord of a boss all while she devours every inch of yummy snack and/or food staining your body. You're a whimpering, moaning mess as she drools and sucks all over you, making sure not to prick you.
Severian having you in the full Nelson sex position is one example of him surprising you with what he's fully capable of. The Pub Sec commissioner stakes his claim on you, his grip firm enough to hold your legs just right to plug up your core as he jack hammered in you, ensuring his seed hits its mark.
Lighter's scarred hands never stop caressing you, flexing his muscles cradling your sweet form, making out with you, draping your legs over his shoulders, gobbling your boobs while the evident bulge in your tummy has him spilling his entire load in many times over, all while his iconic red scarf binds your hands above your head.
Gorging on several cocks with your quivering lips, some swollen tips smeared with pre cum smacking into your soiled cheeks as you try not choking as you take on too much at once.
Your moist legs spread out as the ladies hands massage your sore tooshie while their lips and mouths gorge on your puffy swollen folds that won't stop quivering and leaking.
So many hands running through your unkempt hair as you got on your hands and knees like the obedient pet you are for them all.
1 and a half months work. To our chaotic, goofy, beautiful angel.
......
I'm never doing something this big ever again. I am drained.
Mentally. Emotionally.
Cause I got nothing else to do with my life at this point since my laptop is bust and finding employment as an artist seems pointless now, being overlooked and buried under too many others that have better luck, connections, value than me.
✅️✨️PAID DRAWING/WRITING COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN, REVISED FOR 2026! ✨️✅️
Yall, my bank account total is around $20.
I need to keep it afloat or it'll close. At this point spending on anything in general is not an option.
And doing art and writing commissions is the closest I'll get to having some semblance of a paying job because trying to find one online that can apply to a college dropout with not much work experience aside from high school community service and not having much skills aside from drawing and creative writing is nerve wracking anxiety inducing, idk how to even start a portfolio.
This is why I don't listen to voice-mails anymore cause of the anxiety. As does money trouble like now.
The January update bugs from Windows/Microsoft have gatekeep me out of my laptop, giving me the black screen of death stuck on restart repair loops so NO ON DIGITAL ART COMS sorry.
I have tried to start out on Kofi to do my SFW commissions and even Patreon to do more NSFW commissions … but no one was interested, either because I was just starting out and had no idea how to promote myself better on other platforms like on my Tumblr and Twitter or some other factor. So I closed down on both fronts.
Since I recently reached over 1k followers on here, I have a bigger audience/fan base here than my other platforms so I'm announcing it here.
Using my sketchbook and art supplies to draw. Using my phone to write.
FANDOMS/GUIDELINES/PRICING IF YOU KEEP READING
FANDOMS I'LL DO:
Solo Leveling
Twisted Wonderland
Jujutsu Kaisen
Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss
Knights of Guinevere
Zenless Zone Zero
Persona 5 in general (idk about Tactica and Phantom X cause I don't know them that well)
Persona 3 in general
Date Everything
Poppy Playtime
Marvel Rivals
Wind Breaker
SK8 THE INFINITY
Blue Lock
Dandadan
Dress Up Darling
OSHI NO KO
Demon Slayer
MASHLE
To Be Hero X
KPOP Demon Hunters
⚠️***I ONLY ACCEPT PAYMENT THROUGH CASHAPP UPFRONT BEFORE STARTING ON COMMISSIONS***⚠️
❗️❔️❕️HOWEVER!
If enough people commission me, like a lot, and they use PAYPAL then I will once again try to use PAYPAL again. BUT! They do take fees out of deposits which I'm still not ok with.❔️❕️❗️
✨️TRADITIONAL SFW DRAWING COMMISSIONS ✨️
Penciled Sketches — $10.00 USD
Colored Drawings — $15.00 USD
Extra characters added — $3 USD Extra for every extra character added.
***🔞NSFW TRADITIONAL DRAWINGS ARE $10 USD EXTRA 🔞***
⚠️GUIDELINES⚠️:
DM me your paid requests. When you make your drawing commission request, be specific in the posing you want, the character(s) you want, the kind of drawing you want, etc over DMS.
NO COMPLEX backgrounds like landscape. NO MECHS, NO vehicles, NOTHING TOO DETAILED
NO REQUESTS that involve DOVE DO NOT EAT THEMES such as BEASTIALITY, NECROPHILIA, ABUSE, MURDER, ETC. None of that in drawing form.
❌️❕️❕️ I DONT MAIL/ DO DELIVERIES FOR MY DRAWING COMMISSIONS ❕️❕️❌️
✅️ HOWEVER! I can take pics of your drawings and email them to you. I WILL ASK FOR YOUR PERMISSION if I can post my finished drawing commissions on my socials or not. ✅️
✨️SFW WRITING COMMISSIONS✨️
Under 1K worded fics — $5 USD
1K to 1,500 worded fics — $10 USD
2K worded worded fics — $15 USD
***🔞NSFW WRITING FIC COMS ARE $10 USD EXTRA 🔞***
Topics I can write includes:
Angst
Hurt/comfort
Fluff
Romance
AUs
Canon/fanon ships, character X OC, character X reader, etc.
Crossovers
ETC, there's lots of themes out there but it depends what themes you want me to write since I might not be familiar with them.
***‼️DOVE DO NOT EAT THEMES THAT ARE INCLUDED IN YOUR NSFW PAID FIC REQUESTS ARE $10 USD EXTRA.
BUT I MAY DENY SAID REQUEST IF ITS TOO EXTREME FOR ME TO WRITE SO KEEP THAT IN MIND ‼️***
❕️✅️ 1 WEEK MINIMUM — 2 WEEKS MAXIMUM TIME TO WORK ON/FINISH PAID COM REQUESTS.
I use Google Docs to write my fics requests.
I can EMAIL your paid fic requests and I will ask for your PERMISSION if I can post your fic coms on my TUMBLR, AO3, QUOTEV, maybe WATTPAD or not ✅️❕️
❌️ NO REFUNDS on any and all paid commissions. ❌️
✨️ MAY UPDATE THIS 2026 LIST TO REPLACE, CHANGE AND OR ADD FANDOMS, RULES, PRICING, ETC IN THE FUTURE ✨️
Hope this goes well. I can't do much else at this point.
A/n: Finally got to write something at the last minute. Self indulgent cause THAT LEGENDARY SKIN despite being P2P ... he be FINE AS FUCK! But sorry in advance for falling off on writing this along the way.
Pairing: Dragon!Hybrid!Sung Jinwoo x Adult!F!Reader
CW: 21+EXPLICT MATURE CONTENT INSIDE! My attempt at dragon smut, Valentine's Day smut, kinky use of chocolate, breeding kink, marking kink, kinda porn with plot but indulgent smut nonetheless.
DO NOT REPOST, PLAGARIZE, COPY, EDIT, TRANSLATE, STEAL, OR USE FOR AI. Rather reblog, like, comment, and follow pls n thnx.
You sensed his immense aura long before he landed as his dragon hordes devastated the heavens with their violet flames.
The power of that overwhelming presence was now flowing through his body. The Monarch of the Heaven-Annihilating Dragons.
He spotted the path of rose petals intentionally placed on the pathway leading to inside, his wry grin surfacing as he followed the scent of flora and cocoa, his face schooled into his usual cool facade when he spots your sweet self waiting for him.
"You're hiding something, aren't you?" His shadow tendrils enraptured your legs, keeping you bundled up like a wrapped up present for him as he calmly approached. He had a grasp of your intentions, but he wanted to hear it from your pretty lips himself.
"No, I'm not." Your shy retort only prompted his gigantic dragon wings to spread out, blocking your cute self from any prying eyes, those glowing appendages looming in on you to keep you enclosed in this space of just you and him.
"What is it? Tell me ... right now." His sharpened vibrant claws gingerly grip your chin to make you look up at his towering presence. His thumb brushed your bottom lip, prompting you to squeak from nerves.
"Uh, well, it's nothing bad or big. It's just ... kinda ..." You stumble over your own words, cheeks burning at how his focused gaze teems with amusement watching you try to downplay your amorous plans.
"I'll put you in time-out." His low timbre of a playful threat rumbled like velvet in your ear, his lengthy slit tongue licked your ear shell, his canine teeth tugged and chewed on your earlobe, his smirk felt against your skin had you giggling from how much his actions tickled.
"Alright, I give. Have mercy." His shadows gently release you but slither along your body that he carefully lifts onto his lap as you finally pull out something from your pocket.
A very small folded up piece of paper that you carefully unfolded to reveal a bunch of inked doodles you did of Jinwoo. His facial expressions, his wings, some poses, and inked sketches showing signs of someone that hasn't drawn in a long while. Yet he could feel the intention, the affection, the time and patience to do this.
"What's this? My beautiful little minx made this for me?" He gingerly takes the paper to see inked writing to go along with your doodles that makes both his human eye and his draconic eye crinkle with mirth. "Ever thine, ever mine, will you be my Valentine?"
"I don't have much else to offer. I'm broke. Chronically tired. It was a miracle I even prepared this in time — mph~!" His sultry lips envelop yours, sounds of wet smooching heard as his tongue slides in to dance with yours, your puddy hums making his lips quirk as he pockets your gift, the drawing folded up once again.
"You adorable little angel, of course I'll be your Valentine." He purrs sound like growls as he cups your mochi cheek face while entangling with you in some tongue action. "You're already mine in every way that matters." He murmurs between kisses, hungrily digging in, to which drool slides down your chin.
"Come here, you." He easily swoops you up, serving as the bride in his arms, his enhanced senses leading him to the bedroom where all those roses scattered on the floor and sheets. The bag of chocolate had him forming ideas instantly.
"Let Daddy show you his appreciation." Laying out his supple mate, he easily tore your casual comfy at home clothes to shreds. "You needy little thing~ Been dripping with desire for yours truly, haven't you?"
His flames danced in the palm of his hands as the heart chocolates he scooped out of the velvety red bag melted in his grasp, pouring the creamy decadence all over your quivering nude self, drizzling you up as his personal feast. "Then this is my Valentine's Day gift to you."
His well strapped self pins you beneath him, his legs keeping yours boxed in between as his sharpened hands immediately go to knead and pinch your breasts while his drooling tongue begins his thorough cleaning. Your touch starved mewls fill the room that gets tinted by violet lighting emanating from his aura as he gorged on you. His muffled groans of satisfaction rumble through your whole being as he stuffed his mouth of you.
"To think this lonely Dragon King could find a mate as tender and supple as you." Creamy chocolate gets slurped up followed by lingering licks, nips, and sucks along the plane of your neck, your plush breasts, your sensitive navel. "You're delicious, ain't you, Mama?"
The remnants of the melted chocolate are left on your legs and in between your thighs for him to slurp up. He takes his time, his horned head bobbing as he litters bites and welts from your inner thighs to the tips of your toes, his flexing hands caressing your limbs as he made sure not to break your skin too much, shivers raking your form as he wouldn't stop licking.
"Mmh, Jinwoo, please — NNGH~!" Your hips wouldn't stop jerking as his horned head carefully rested between your thighs as his starving mouth buried deep into your core, cream and cocoa mixed together to smear his sculpted face further. He sucks on your clit until it's all swollen and puffy.
"My prize, my treasure." He growled his warning, his narrowed gaze peeking up with lust seeing his drool smearing your blushing sweaty self, spotting your hooded eyes trained on him as he made out with your folds until you came. Again. And again. You lost track at some point. "This pretty pussy is perfect~ Just like you."
His sharp grin smothered in your essence grows as he rolls you on your tummy, leaving more defined as his clothed crotch grew harder against your core. The sound of shadows morphing pricked your ears before you felt his 12 inched dong slap your tingling cunt from behind.
Enhanced with dragon blooded genes, his length is engorged at the tip drooling with cum, his veiny thickness now littered with smooth obsidian scales. The Crimson Apex, one to whom all must bow and obey. And you do, your pussy quivering open to suck in his scorching shaft. "Aaah~ I've missed you." You whimper out as you squeezed him tight.
"I've missed you too, my good girl. Just lay there and take your King's cock, right where it belongs." His hisses through his teeth as he steadily begins pounding into you, all while his claws and mouth create a tapestry of his marks on your backside. Claws, hickies and teeth marks decorate your skin. "Let me breed this tender body, chock it full of my future heirs."
The sounds of wet squelching followed by the heated responses from you two fill the air as the smell of roses and chocolate get overwhelmed by the musky stench of sex. His wings flapped and tremored from the rush of pheromones in his system as his dick reaches your hilt every time he goes in and slides right on out just as swift, your gummy walls tingling from the texture on his staff.
He rolls you on your side and lifts your twitching leg up, draping it over his marble shoulder, widening your folds more to rut in at a more penetrating angle, one that makes you arch and cry out in pleasure. "Jin~! Too — deep — mmm~!" The rose petals on the bed stick to you, elevating your radiance in his point of view.
This new position lets you see the slick sheen on his muscular hybrid form, his hair unruly and matted, the violet glow growing in his eye and chest as he heaved with exertion as his hips gyrate forward, your cum splattering out on your thighs and sheets. "Beautiful goddess~ Let me fuck you til the end of days." Amour gleamed bright in his eyes.
His claws cautiously draw scratches on your thighs. His canines pepper in rings of marks on every inch of you he catches in his vision. He suckles and teethed on your nipples, drawing out mewls that make you arch against him. "Yes, Y/n~!" He grits out between groans. Watching how you suck him in, noticing the evident bulge in your abdomen, has him gushing with each deep thrust. "Lose yourself in me."
You claw at the sheets and rock your hips towards his, your toes curling and the passion drowning you beneath. "Let me touch you, then. Please Jin." The haze of lust parts to make way for the need to hold onto him tight. He could see it plain as day.
Lowering your leg off his shouldee just to drape it over his thigh, he pulls you gently up, all to straddle him, still deep in you. You both gasp from the new position. His claws leave traces on your hips and waistline as he kept you snug against him. "Ride me then. Bounce on my head, woman."
You cling to him, up and down you went to match his erratic rhythm, the knots in your lower gut tightening with each passing moment, your walls caving in from how his beast melded into you where it belongs.
The gentle burning from the mana star dead center in his chest against your marked melons made you whimper lovingly into his lips as he kissed you addictively. Your soft hands latch onto his long as hell horns per curiosity on how they feel. From the base all the way to the tips. "My mighty Monarch."
His mighty draconic horns, rugged and bumpy feeling in your grasp, quake as his breath hitched while you brush into his sensitive spots. "Careful angel. You're making me melt." His husky whimpers make you go easy as you ride his lap, only for him to growl steadily in your ear as you stroke those spots.
"I love you, Jin~!" You hum as you release his horns just for you to suck and kiss the draconic markings along his cheeks and neck to his rumbling enjoyment. "God, you're incredible." The many sucking pecks you give the center of his chest had you feeling tremors from his own core. He yanks your hair back, digging into your scalp, all to have your neck open for more of his sinking claims.
"I love you too, my Valentine." The rasp in his carnal tone has him striking right into your bundled nerves, white hot ecstasy flaring up in your veins, prompting more of his aims. "My voluptuous Queen. Ripe for a nice round belly to carry my kin. Over and over again. Perfect little ones, just like their mother."
You weep from the flux of emotions his declarations of your future together invoked in you. It has him licking up your tears, nuzzling his nose against yours, chuckling as you kiss his facial markings and eyelids in kind while hugging his neck. "Come with me~"
"Always~" He nips your lips and kisses their bruised selves, tapping like the monster in need of release, chasing his beauty to the edge, his full balls smacking your rear, muffled lewdness between each other’s mouths, saliva coming down both your chins this time.
The moment of climaxing has you both clinging to one another as he shoots thick streams of the strongest semen there is, deep into your womb, unloading his nutsacks for all their grand worth. His horns and wings pulsate with the glowing surge of emotional bliss that came as he did just now.
You milking his legendary schlong has him bucking into you as you both chase those highs as one, your combined essence staining deep into the sheets, more rose petals sticking to each others calves.
Breaking your lips apart to heave and breathe again, you rest your moist face in the crook of his sturdy neck just as his face buries in your head, kissing the crown.
"The roses and chocolate ... they were from you, weren't they? They were here when I woke up this morning." You pant against his skin.
"Yep. The trail of rose petals you made out of them was a neat touch ... the chocolates came in handy, too, for my usage." He mused, carefully laying you both on your sides, his enormous wings laid cozily behind him only your worn out bed. "Your note, however, was a beautiful surprise. Thank you." His kiss on your nose gets added.
His wing draped over your exhausted form while you look him square in the eye as you both lay there, soaking in the aftermath of your coupling. Seeing himself evidently through your belly has him emanating pride.
"I can picture it now. A bouncing baby boy as strong as me. A beautiful baby girl as passionate as you. And maybe some more to add to the litter." He pecks your forehead as he settles against the strewn pillows, purring more in your hairline as he snuggles with you.
"Jinwoo, one is fine. Two is more than enough. Having anymore back to back would break me." You murmur as fatigue was setting in. His smooth shushes fill your ear as his warmth blankets you.
"I'll take care of you, Y/n. You know that. I'm more than capable — more than worthy, in fact — to treat your every ache, every desire, everything you can think of. And what you need right now is rest."
With him nestled deep in you, and you safe and sound in his rippling arms, you go puddy in his hold. "Thank you, Jin ... for ... being mine."
He smiles softly at your sleepy face, kissing you once more, before you officially tap out. "Took the words right out of my mouth." He watches you for a bit, settling down, taking in this slice of heaven for himself.
"No heavens shall keep you for themselves. Ever thine, ever mine. Isn't that right, my dear Mrs. Sung?" He coos in your ear, grinning seeing the shiver your flushed self gives him in your sleep, a perfect sight to see before he too goes out like a light.
The roars of his dragon armada fade away in the background of the chaotic outside world as their Monarch sleeps peacefully with you, rose petals still stuck to your forms.
A/n: Despite me unable to play the game anymore, I still feel inclined to write more about it.
This is inspired/based on the Divine Maze Co-op event but this series got dating sim vibes. So sorry if any character is OOC. A mini series of a few parts, this is PT 1. Hope it keeps going.
*SPOILERS for the event and 2.5 in general, KINDA.
Pairing: GN!Reader x Belle, Wise, Lighter, Caesar, Lycaon, Hugo Vlad, Zhu Yuan, Jane Doe, Miyabi, Yanagi, Harumasa, Astra, Evelyn, Trigger, Orphie/Magus, Manato, Yidhari, Yixuan Shifu, Ye Shunguang, Ye Shiyuan
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Many lost souls now wander Papago Hollow; also known as the Divine Maze, set in the Outer Ring. With important intel stolen from the White Star Research due to Penny; a former employee's heretic beliefs in the Creator due to investigating Their data and the Miasmic objects.
Ether anomalies littering about as a result of the growing Ether concentration coming from deep inside the Hollow, resulting in rifts popping out of the blue for one moment, sucking in many Society members before the spatial rifts close up the next moment.
Yourself included.
All captives got deposited out into the chaotic shifts of the Maze, left to wander and run fearfully away from the Ethereals roaming and hunting about.
HAND calls in lots of hands on deck.
Recon and search. Set up data piles. The neural interface patches passed out to all helpers provide feed, allowing everything the acting agents see and hear get sent to the data piles to establish communication in the Hollow.
The special guides assembled, many investigation teams of three all geared up, ready as they'll ever be with the quiet resolve to see things through while boarding the field vehicle.
They have to, if it means getting you back safe and sound.
○•° Belle °•○
We can't waste anymore time. The longer we wait, the more danger Y/n will be in. I can't lose anyone else. I won't.
○•° Wise °•○
Finding the best path through this maze will put my Proxy skills to the test. But for Y/n, it's worth the risks. I'm not losing anyone else again.
○•° Lighter °•○
This red scarfed Champion will blaze through any obstacle, all to reach them. Y/n … they're my angel. So I'll bring hell to those that so much as dare lay a finger or claw on my angel.
○•° Caesar °•○
This Overlord is busting up some Ethereals today. Nothing's standing in the way of me and my rock! I'll turn those bastards all to cinders! Y/n, your Caesar is coming!
○•° Lycaon °•○
As the head of Victoria Housekeeping, I cannot overlook this dire situation. If Master Y/n is held captive in the depths of this crisis, then rescuing them is out of the question.
○•° Hugo Vlad °•○
What's this? My dear sweet bird is lost in the thralls of chaos? Well that just won't do. I'll just have to steal them back … and plunge those wretched beasts into the abyss.
○•° Zhu Yuan °•○
An officer's true goal is to protect and serve the good. And Y/n … is one of the good ones. I'm not letting this stand. I'm going in, locked and loaded. I'm bringing them back. End of discussion.
○•° Jane Doe °•○
Aww, my favorite little pet is probably cornered and frightened right about now. That's no good. We had a date planned and everything. Guess some Ethereals are gonna have to pay for this crime.
○•° Miyabi °•○
Eradicating all evil is my duty. And protecting those I treasure is my objective. Therefore, I won't stand down until I'm certain Y/n is safe and sound in my arms.
○•° Yanagi °•○
With all due diligence in mind, I won't allow this mission to end in tragedy. I'll find Y/n and bring them back safely. As the deputy chief of Section 6, I'll make it so.
○•° Harumasa °•○
I don't usually put in this much effort that often. But for Y/n, they're the exception. So no, I won't sit this one out. And I won't miss my shot.
○•° Manato °•○
Of all the people that got roped into this disaster, why did it have to be them? Y/n, hold on. I'm getting you out of there, and I'm bringing you home.
○•° Yidhari °•○
Hmm, well that's a shame. Y/n is my dear muse, my biggest source of inspiration. Their tale is intertwined with mine. I won't let their story end here. Ours is just beginning.
○•° Orphie/Magus °•○
Who knows what's happening to Y/n at this very moment in that kind of place? Captain Magus, we have to rescue them, whatever it takes!
We'll drag them out of that hellhole ourselves, or we'll die trying. Let's get moving! On the double!
○•° Trigger °•○
The Divine Maze is an illusion filled nightmare of uncontrollable factors. Reaching Y/n is going to be challenging … but we got our Guides to help us find them … and I won't falter.
○•° Astra °•○
No no no this won't do at all! Chaotic Fried Rice will not stand for this! I'm getting Y/n out of there even if it kills me… hope Eve doesn't mind a little Hollow trip.
○•° Evelyn °•○
Miss Yao planning a daring rescue … of course she would. Considering L/n is caught up in this Maze, lending my assistance would make the most sense … I'm not leaving my partner behind in there.
○•° Yixuan Shifu °•○
My fortune reading … it bodes misfortune and disaster… if filth is not purged at once. My dear Y/n, I will purify your way back home … evil will be purged.
○•° Ye Shunguang °•○
If there's a chance to save Y/n, then I'm taking it. Saving and protecting lives is why I became a Void Hunter to begin with. Y/n is worth the risks. Always.
○•° Ye Shiyuan °•○
I don't give a damn about saving lives or the rest of the world … much. However, Y/n is in the eye of that storm, and they're my sister's friend … no it's more than that … I give a damn about them. Enough said.
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CW: 21+NSFW MATURE terms and smut done in this fic. Ass/pussy kink and play, some praise and degradation
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Seeing him mingling with other hunters does rile you up. Seeing him flex and move as swift as a blade cutting down foes did make you bite your lips more than you thought.
Watching his curious self browsing through the Overseer's forbidden library had you smiling like a dopey fool for your breathtaking lover. The stacked piles of books scatter to the ground as you get him on his stomach in the reading nook. His shadows provided cover and sound proofing incase the Overseer intervened.
Cushions and blankets soften his descent as you immediately strip down everything on his bottom half, leaving it nude for your feasting pleasures. His wiggling ass in the air was asking for it.
"Nngh~ Mmmh~ Y — Y/n~!" His watered up grey eyes, his flushed sharp face looking back at you over his shoulder, his ripe firm ass rippling as you palm and squeeze them while your drooling wet mouth laps and sucks on his drizzling gussy.
His hands spewed with shadows as his scarred veiny appendages flexed and gripped anything solid in that nook to anchor him in the lewd madness. "Doing it here of all places — oooh — oh shit~!" He gushed with fervor from every move that you made in him.
"Such a wet pretty pussy you have, Jin~" You heated pants in his folds have his ass hitting back into you as you impale your tongue in his quivering layers. The wet squelching sounds of your debauchery heard.
"With a sexy plump booty." Your fingers dig into his skin, deep enough to leave scratches, his hisses mingling with his carnal moans he sometimes smothered in the pillows cushioning his sweaty panting face.
"The Overseer will kill us if we ruined their books." Jinwoo's slurred groans make his warning less of a concern as his half lidded expression stays trained on your face now smeared with his essence.
"No character in all these books can topple my Jin and his burning tight pussy~" You purr as your cheeks filled with him deflate as you swallow him full, your hand smacking and cupping his sex, rubbing languidly slow enough to have him whine.
"Fuck angel, don't slow down dammit~!" His frustrated groans get caught off by the horniest cries as you take one long deep slurp of his pounding core. "A – aaah~!"
"What a potty mouth you have, my naughty Monarch. Keep 'em coming." You smirk as your hand slides around to rub his clit, your fingers brushing his trimmed managed pubes, stifling those muffled mewls from his lips as he bucked his hips backwards, needing your palming as much as your mouth pleasuring him.
Whether biting his lips til they break and bleed or biting into the back of his hands, his muffled erotic responses still tend to leak out as his muscles flex through his hunter attire, especially his jerking hips as he sucks in your curling digits that rub into his gummy walls along with your tongue that pistols through his scorching insides.
"The perfect ass to smack." He yelps as your handprints ingrave his trembling peaches. "This quivering hole to pump." Your finger lathered in his cum now pumps in and out of his asshole, having him jolt with whimpers. "You were made to be pleasured, my touch starved slut."
He rolled onto his back, crossing his legs as he draped them over your shoulders, getting you caught in his headlock, your cheeks smooshed between his thighs as you latch onto his clit and suck to swollen red tenderness.
"Nnmh~ You're relentless~" His crooked panting smile spills out more moans, now muffled by biting into the back of his hand at how effective your ministrations have become as he came into your mouth. "You horny demon~" His grey eyes flashed violet to match your horniness.
You gasp as he flipped you both over in a flash, straddling you as he grips the frame overhead you, lowering his pussy for your salivating gorging. "Take me, you gorgeous minx." He growls out, trembling with lust.
"Yeah, ride my face, baby. Like the sexy badass you are." The lovesick grin on your face immediately gets smothered by his dripping core. "Fuck, Jin, your cunt is luscious~!" You slobber as you devour him as he rubbed your face all over, rutting his hips, trying not to break you.
"You'll never stop being so pervy. And neither will I." His creamy ichor streams paint your entire face, trailing into your hair, staining the plush pillows and blankets supporting you both even more than they already were, filling your gulping throat while his head cranes back to let out those beautiful sounds. "Fuck I can't let loose this way with anyone else. Only you, my love."
The sight of him decorating pearls around your neck made him gush out the rest of his load. And so you tap his thigh to stop and let you breathe at last. He uses the last of his strength to carefully get off of you and lay down beside you.
As you both take the time to come down those raving highs, your panting messy tongue gets swallowed up by him as he cups your face, kissing you deeply, slowly, thoroughly.
"Fuck I love you, my angel. Your dazed expression made him chuckle tiredly before kissing you once more, tasting himself off your lips, brushing your cheek that nuzzled into his calloused warm palm.
"I love you too, crazy." He pulls you atop him, his shadows already pulling off the bottom half of your attire, freeing you for his fingers to pleasure you in every way he knows you prefer. "Beyond all sanity, every which way~"
The Overseer still sees, hears, and knows all that goes on in this universe and beyond. For many saucy stories join their treasure trove of more decent covered books. One such book detailing the very erotic ventures of this alternate version of the Shadow Monarch and you, his pleasuring partner. Like just now.
Their flustered embarrassed self wouldn't forget such real-life action anytime soon. Their planned lecture on you two gets derailed as they decide to drown themselves in more wholesome things.
You bury your guffawing face in Jinwoo's chest as he snickered a bit as well at spotting the Overseer suffering for peeping in, your lovemaking getting back on track after sharing a laugh or two.
A/n: First fic of the new year as well as me writing for Megumi. So forgive me if this isn't a suitable fix. Also yeah listen to Lift Me Up by The Afters while you read this if you want.
CW: ⚠️ MAJOR JJK MANGA SPOILERS especially the FINALE kinda sorta. BE PREPARED. ⚠️ Aged up 21+ Megumi, short piece, some angst and hurt/comfort and fluffy love yall.
Your fingertips brush the two deep scars over his right eye as well as his left cheek. The damage Sukuna left behind didnt deter you from loving your gruff yet tender Megumi. You lightly brush where the tender markings meet his smooth skin.
"Mmmh ... trying to sleep here." Megumi's sleepy grumbles are felt through your digits. And yet, his tired complaint didn't deter him from nuzzling his face into your palm. Nor did it halt him from gently squeezing your wrist as he kisses your palm, then your fingers, all the way up to your finger pads.
"Are you sleeping any better?" Your whispered words brush his ear as he brushed through your bed head. You hum as his firm arms wrap around you, giving you a squeeze or two, you nuzzling right into his shoulder and neck.
"It's a struggle." The events of the past would stay engraved in his body, mind, and soul til the end of his days. The incidents, the lives of those close to you both lost, and the damage left in the wake. "I can still see and hear her nagging at me to not beat up people so much. I can also still feel him saying my name in that annoying cheery tone."
Not mentioning their names didn't stop you from picturing his step sister and his sensei in your minds eye. Nor did his pout and eyelash layeree cheeks could prevent the trembling as some sniffles and choked whispers, leaving him either. You brush and ruffle his messy spikey hair, kissing his head and pressing his face into your shoulder. "I've got you, Gumi."
He scoffs at the nickname. "It's Megumi to you." His breathless reminder gets brought forth from his heavy heart weighed down by the what ifs and if onlys that get wrapped up inside him as he gets tied up in your arms. "Never let go." He murmurs into the crook of your neck.
"Never ever." You're there to catch him, to lift him up, especially in these moments. Offering yourself, him surrendering and letting those restraints go. He can do so as well around Yuji, Nobara and his dear senpai. But you, you entirely fill in those cracks like ichor. Submerged in your scent, your plushness, your endearment.
You let his tears and quiet weeps claim your sleepy clothes and skin for a while before you gently get on top him, giving slow sucking smooches to those facial scars. The tip of his nose. Those cheeks of his you nom nom on to his snorting rough amusement. Your angsty emo man is now getting smothered by your love.
"Y/n, you're crushing me." He puff out against your lips before you do several wet pecks with him.
"I know my Gumi. I'm gonna shower you with love til the end of time." You rub and cradle and knead his cheeks like they're mochi before you do some several long, tongue filled make outs.
He groans somewhat into your mouth, him hugging your waist, your weight a comfortable one on top of him, laying beneath the plush sheets together, keeping out the freezing cold that early mid January morning.
The soft sound of lips smacking fills the bedroom before yours and his cozy sighs follow that up. Cuddle each other’s bodies, snuggling onto those stacked pillows, both too lazy and mushy to get out of bed anytime soon.
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♡ Double Take!
₊⊹ ft. m. fushiguro and a. hayakawa
❀˖° chainsaw man / jjk crossover au. aged up characters. roommate!aki / megumi x fem!reader. 5.6k words. porn with a splash of plot. aki fucks kinda… mean <3 ngl this fic had me giggling ‘n kicking my feet the whole time i was writing it ♡ living with a roommate he’d met online wasn’t megumi's first choice after graduation but so far, he couldn't really complain. being around aki was like looking into a mirror sometimes with how similar they both were. the apartment was always clean. dishes done. laundry folded. rent always paid on time. everything was separate. everything was orderly. everything was running just fine until, you moved in next door.. ❀˖°
Megumi had always been adaptable, even if it was a skill that he didn't particularly like to use— blending in with his surroundings was something that he'd grown use to both in and out of the sorcerer world. After living in the dorms for four long years, the idea of having a roommate again didn't necessarily scare him, but god, was he selective when scoping out his options.
Rooming with Yuuji as a teenager meant piles of clothes scattered everywhere on his side of the room. Bikini model and Megan Thee Stallion posters taped haphazardly to the wall. Yuuji laughing way too fucking loud at 2 in the morning while talking to his friends on discord. It was doable when Jujutsu High didn't offer hardly any other options— but at 22, Megumi wanted something more sustainable. A place where Yuuji was still always welcome, but also a place where Yuuji wasn't... there all the time.
It took a few months of searching online and a handful of awkward meet-ups before Megumi finally met Aki Hayakawa. His apartment was almost exactly what Megumi had been looking for: Two bedroom. Small balcony. Quiet. Close to the city. Clean. And arguably the most important part— a roommate close to his age whose nonchalance rivaled his own.
The two of them didn't ask questions. Didn't fuss over their personal lives or occupations. Megumi knew that he was a Shikigami user to some extent too based off of the energy he possessed but he didn't ever pry much further than that and neither did Aki. They both valued their solitude too much to ruin their peaceful cohabitation with unnecessary details.
They weren't total strangers though— over the last couple of months that they'd lived together, there had been a few times that they'd gone out for a drink after work. Both of their schedules were messy and ever-changing, but on those rare nights that it did work out for them to venture into downtown, they never really seemed to mind each other's company. Aki didn't ask about the missions Megumi would go on. Megumi wouldn't flinch at the blood stains on Aki's white dress shirt. They'd sit at the bar— both looking completely disheveled and talk about anything else besides the obvious.
Perhaps the only annoying part about their dynamic so far was how often they were mistaken for brothers. Sometimes even twins— girls fawning over how 'identical' they looked to which neither of them seemed to understand. They'd wordlessly flash the same 'let's get out of here' look to one another— stomping out their cigarettes in perfect unison before heading back home, completely oblivious to their own synchronicities.
Tonight was another one of those nights— where the bar felt too congested and the comments about their 'matching' hair was getting too nauseating to sit through. They rounded the corner back to their apartment, their black boots echoing off of the concrete steps as they headed upstairs when they both came to a stop at the middle of the hallway.
You were standing outside of your apartment, cellphone wedged between your shoulder and cheek and your eyes filled with fire.
"What do you mean maintenance can't get here until Monday? What part of 'one of the pipes in my kitchen just burst' isn't considered an emergency? Yes— yes, there's visible water seeping out of the wall."
Aki's head tilted, his gaze drifting between you and the inside of your apartment.
He'd bumped into you a handful of times in passing— mornings mostly, where he was just getting home and you were starting your day. You'd always been sweet no matter how brief your conversations were, even gifting him flowers once from the boutique you worked at "just for being a good neighbor". Seeing you this upset was a sharp contrast from the usual smiling version of you that he was used to seeing in the stairwell.
"You alright?" Megumi asked, watching you run a frustrated hand through your hair as you stared down at your phone in disbelief— still processing the fact that your bastard of a landlord had actually hung up on you instead of sending out a tech to help.
"Yeah," you lied, struggling to swallow down the lump in your throat. "I'm fine, I just—" You were suddenly very aware of your white tank-top and heart patterned pajama bottoms as you glanced up to see not just one of the beautiful men that lived across from you, but both of them.
"I'll be okay." You managed, crossing your arms over your chest as a breeze swept through the hallway, quickly reminding you that you were bra-less on top of everything else. "I’ll just wait the weekend, I’m sure they’ll be here Monday and—"
But just as you were about excuse yourself and head back inside to avoid any further embarrassment, an unignorable —POP— sounded off through the thin walls of your living room. The light from your ceiling fan suddenly flickering like something out of a cheap horror movie as you drew in another shaky breath.
You tried your best to keep your composure, wiping away the tears that you couldn't hold back anymore with your thumb as Aki took a step forward, quietly surveying the inside of your apartment.
As if this night couldn't get any worse.
"Why don't you go ahead and pack an overnight bag," he looked over at Megumi who gave him a silent nod in agreement. "There's no sense in you trying to stay here for two days. Water damage and electrical issues— you shouldn't risk it."
"I can't—" you shook your head, still trying to steady your breathing as you realized how late it was and how impossible it would be to find a vacant hotel room on such short notice. "I don't have anywhere else to go and I can't afford to...."
"You do for now." Aki determined. "Doesn't have to be for the whole weekend if you sort something else out, but it's safer than trying to stay in there tonight."
Your heart stalled in your chest as you glanced between the two of them. "Are you... sure?"
"I don't make offers I'm not sure about." His tone was light despite the weight of his words. "We'll leave the door unlocked," he said over his shoulder as the two of them started to head back. "Room 406. Come over when you're ready, we'll have a spot made up for you."
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The inside of their apartment was surprisingly well-kept and cozy for two men in their early twenties living together— the faint smell of citrus and teakwood greeting you as you stepped inside.
Megumi was busy setting up a makeshift bed on the couch that you assumed would be for you until he looked up and nodded towards the hall, "My room's the one on the left, I put a fresh comforter on the bed for you and turned the fan— gets kind of hot in there sometimes."
"Oh— no." You shook your head, plopping your backpack down by his feet in protest. "I'll sleep out here, I'm not taking your room."
A small smirk cut across his face as he continued to smooth down the blankets like you weren't even there. Tucking the sheets into the cushions and adjusting the pillows until his hands were suddenly at either side of you, loosely locking you in place.
"Yeah, well", his face was so close to yours you could feel the warmth of his breath brush across your lips, his eyes sharp and curious as they stared back at you. "It's not really up for debate."
Your whole body froze as you continued to look back at him, struggling to fathom how you'd somehow managed to land yourself in this position.
You were familiar with both Aki and Megumi— you'd "accidentally" bumped into both of them more times than you cared to admit, even trying to seem nonchalant that one morning that you gave flowers to Aki like you hadn't left early just to hopefully catch him in the stairwell.
Your infatuation with them had been harmless— something stupid and fleeting that your friends would tease you about when they came over. Something that you never thought would actually matter, but now...
Now, Megumi Fushiguro was so close to you, you could see every shade of blue that made up his gaze. You could feel the heat radiating off of his skin. Smell the scent of his cologne clinging to the collar of his shirt— expensive and clean just like the rest of him.
“Go." He said softly, completely derailing your train of thought as he pulled away and handed your bag back to you like his face hadn't just been centimeters away from yours. “Get some rest.”
You blinked back at him, trying to regain your composure before giving him a sheepish nod and heading down the hall towards his room without another word.
The interaction had been so brief that you almost wondered if it had really happened or if you’d made the whole thing up as you laid in his bed that night, staring up at the ceiling bracing yourself for what the rest of the weekend was going to look like with how it was already starting to unfold.
── .✦
The next morning was made up of freshly cut fruit and sourdough toast smothered in jam curtesy of Aki. He'd rattled off something about "making yourself comfortable" and how "there was no rush to leave if you needed to stay another night" before he left for work.
It was still impossible to wrap your mind around the fact that you were taking a shower in their bathroom, doing your laundry in their kitchen, and watching tv in their living room while they were both gone— but it wasn't like you had much of a choice considering you still had a negative balance in your bank account and friends that had moved out of the city right after graduation.
If you were being honest with yourself though, it was almost... nice to not be alone for a change, even if the sources of your comfort were temporary and sometimes too attractive to look in the eye.
It was late by the time they got back— Megumi strolling in a little after midnight and Aki getting home an hour or so after him. They'd both found you asleep on the couch, a blanket draped loosely around your legs and the remote in your hand as some mindless reality show played softly in the background.
Aki came out of the bathroom with steam from the shower still sticking to his skin and a cigarette tucked lazily behind his ear as he entered the kitchen, watching Megumi... watch you.
"You seem to like her." He smirked, noting the tension that crept over Megumi’s shoulders when he realized he wasn't alone.
"Yeah…” Megumi shrugged, realizing there was no point in trying to hide it from him. “She’s… pretty.”
"Mm." Aki nodded, "That's one word for it."
Megumi's brow furrowed as he looked back at him. "What? You don't think so?"
"No, I do." Aki said simply, leaning against the counter to join him in watching you from across the half-wall that connected the kitchen to the living room. "Guess it shouldn't be much of a surprise that we have the same taste in women with everything else we seem to have in common."
Megumi's eyes drifted over to him for a moment before returning back to you. As tempting as the idea of climbing into his bed with you had been since you got here, Aki was more of a friend than a roommate at this point and he didn't intend on messing that up.
“I won't do anything." He assured him. "If you like her too then I won't—"
Aki cut him off with a vague hand gesture as he took the cigarette from behind his ear and began to twirl it between his fingers. "That's not what I'm saying."
Megumi paused.
"She's easy to read." Aki went on, his gaze still fixated on the way you shifted in your sleep. "I mean, I’m sure you've noticed how she acts towards both of us, right?"
Megumi gave him a hesitant nod, trying but failing to see where he was going with this.
"Her eyes give her away so easily. Last night when you told her to get some sleep, I almost thought she was going to ask you to join her with the way she looked up at you. That pleading little unsure look she wears— like she knows exactly what she wants but has no idea how to ask for it." He watched the subtle flash of adrenaline flicker through Megumi's stare as he kept going. "Problem is, she's not going to want me or you with how this is going— she'll be too caught up on the idea of losing one of us to make a choice."
Megumi's expression only grew more skeptical as he glanced over him at him again. "And your suggestion is...?"
His face held that same blend of nonchalance and seriousness that Megumi had grown used to over the last couple of months, dragging his cigarette up towards his lips as he grabbed a lighter off of the counter like he wasn't about to drop a nuclear bomb of a suggestion directly on him.
"We both go for her, see what happens.” He exhaled smoothly, the smoke and thought of it alone nearly making Megumi choke.
"Doubt she'd say no though and even if she does— we'll just apologize and move on. Act like none of it happened by the end of the weekend and all go on with our lives." Aki’s eyes were back on him, another knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "But if she says yes…”
Megumi was stunned, actually speechless at how casually this was being thrown on him.
As much as he'd tried to keep distance between their work lives and their relationship as roommates, he couldn't help but notice the change in Aki since his last contract had been established.
Megumi didn't know much about them— wasn't entirely sure how they worked and wasn't going pry for more information than Aki gave him. But this last one— whatever it entailed— had seemed to completely upend Aki's view on the world. His decisions had gotten more and more impulsive, like nothing was really off limits or too far-fetched to try anymore. Megumi hadn't fully decided if it was admirable or deranged half of the time, but this was...
"If it's rejection that you're worried about," Aki continued, swiftly pulling him back into the room while flicking the rest of his cigarette out onto an ashtray. "I can tell you what her answer would be before we even ask."
Megumi's brain felt like static— still stuck on the first half of their conversation and completely blindsided by the second.
"What?"
"It's an ability that allows me to see into the future, 4 or 5 seconds at most. 'Mostly use it for combat, but—" His voice was still neutral as ever, hands tying his hair back into its usual topknot as he stepped away from the counter. "I'd be willing to make an exception if it'd help ease your mind."
The two of them came to a pause when they heard the rustle of blankets from the living room, their heads turning in unison as you began to stretch your arms over your head.
"Oh good," you smiled, pushing the blankets off of you to reveal the smallest crop top Megumi had seen in his life, the hem of it just barely covering the curve of your chest. "You guys are home."
They glanced back over at each other at the exact same time, Aki cocking a brow at him still waiting for an answer.
"Fine." Megumi conceded, ignoring the faint smile he shot him before heading out into the living room.
── .✦
It had started off innocent enough— pajamas and pillows and the smell of shampoo lingering in the air from both of their post-work showers while you scrolled through Netflix. The three of you sprawled out on the couch with you wedged comfortably between them.
You hadn't thought much of it when Aki suggested snacks and a movie, they'd both just gotten home and you were up anyway after napping most of the day away— it made sense.
This is what roommates did together. This is what a shared apartment was supposed to look like.
It wasn't until Aki's fingers began to lightly graze the top of your thigh from under the blanket, drawing lazy little patterns while his eyes were still glued to the tv that you started to realize that this was not in fact, what a normal night with roommates was all about.
Your teeth sank into your bottom lip, goosebumps that had nothing to do with the temperature of their living room blooming across your skin as you tried your absolute best to play it cool despite the fact that your pulse was suddenly ringing through your ears. Your brain struggling to ignore the way Megumi’s eyes kept flicking between you and Aki while he subtly shifted closer to you.
There was no way in hell this was happening— no fucking way that the two neighbors who you'd spent months quietly drooling over from afar were actually...
Aki's hand dipped lower, the warmth of his palm meeting the inside of your thigh as Megumi stretched, letting his arm conveniently land over the top of your shoulder. His body silently nestling next to yours.
Neither one of them said a word about it, treating this like it was an agreement that had already been decided on well before you'd woken up.
The wheels in your head were spinning, spiraling with the possibilities of where this could go and if you were ready for it. This was a situation that you'd dreamt about. A dumb little fantasy that had played through your mind when you pulled your vibrator out of your nightstand after a long day, but the reality of it... The feeling of both of them touching you like this... It was so much. Too much and not nearly enough all at the same time.
You drew in a shaky breath, pretending that you didn't notice their advances, doing everything you could to mirror the way they both moved as if this was the most natural thing in the world. Letting Megumi's fingers tangle through your hair as Aki continued to slowly coax your legs apart.
The movie was fading entirely into the background, forgotten and abandoned by how hot the room suddenly was when you caught Megumi's eyes drift over to Aki again. The two of them exchanging a look that you couldn't quite read before Megumi finally turned to face you.
His hand cupped your cheek, steadily cradling your jawline to bring your face up to his. Blue eyes full of fire and restraint as they trailed across your features, taking every bit of your doe-like expression.
"This alright?" He asked, voice barely above a whisper as the realization that he didn't need Aki's ability to guide him anymore quickly settled in the longer he looked at you.
Aki was right— Megumi could see how bad you wanted this and god damn, was he going to give it to you, but he still needed to hear you say it first. Needed to make sure that you were fully content and okay before either of them went any further.
"It's alright." You assured him, unable to control the stupid smile that crept over you at the feeling of Aki’s hand squeezing your thigh in approval. "It's... more than alright, I promise."
He shot you his own small smirk this time, his mouth warm and inviting as his tongue parted your lips. Breathy little nothings slipping into the small space between you while Aki carefully worked his way in closer— keeping his touches light as they repositioned you without you hardly noticing. You were far too lost in the way Megumi kissed you to remember your surroundings.
He had his back against the arm of the couch, his legs spread with you in between them, and his hands slowly slipping up the front of your shirt, putting your tits on full display for Aki, who was now kneeling in front of you. Your back was resting against Megumi's chest, your head tilted to the side, not willing to take your lips off of his for even a second as Aki tentatively slid your shorts down over your legs, making your breathing all the more uneven.
He watched you intently— noting the way your eyes would trail down to him every so often even with Megumi's tongue in your mouth and your nipples slipping between his fingers.
Your hips were slowly starting to roll, searching for friction that Aki was still debating on giving you.
He liked watching you squirm, liked the pouty little noises you made every time he nipped at the inside of your thigh and let his lips just barely graze the outside of your underwear, his breath fanning across your center without actually giving you anything other than frustration.
You were wet, more and more slick soaking through the thin fabric as he continued to taunt you. Taking his fingers and spreading you apart through the cotton just to watch you helplessly grind back against Megumi while still trying to angle yourself closer to his face.
He smirked watching you struggle to keep it together. He knew Megumi was hard behind you, the feeling of his cock right there— probably pressed so firmly against you but not quite where you needed it. And his face, oh, his face was only centimeters away from where you needed it, but he just wouldn't give it to you.
The noises you made were sooo pouty and pathetic, your cunt nearly dripping onto the cushion in front of him as your hips bucked up again, your movements frantic and pleading. All this desperation and you still couldn't ask for what you wanted.
"Poor thing." He soothed, leaning in again, but this time, finally flattening his tongue against the wet spot on your underwear— giving you slow, methodic swirls that had your thighs shaking.
"Oh, she's sensitive." He teased, placing the filthiest, sloppiest kisses right above your clit. "Better be careful when you fuck her. She's already close."
You moaned into Megumi's mouth at the ruthlessness of how Aki handled you, your hands wrapped around the back of his neck for support as you kept rocking down against him and up against Aki, unsure of which one you needed more.
"Take those off of her." Megumi panted, freeing himself from his sweatpants as Aki shot you a sinful smirk, his fingers looping through your waistband before finally tossing your underwear onto the floor.
"Come here," Megumi instructed, placing his hands on your hips as lined himself up with you, unable to take one more fucking second of you whining and writhing against him like that.
He was already leaking, throbbing. His tip pink and eager as he slowly lowered you down onto him.
Aki was kneeling in front of you so that you were eye-level with him, swiftly adding his boxers into the pile of discarded clothes as he watched you nearly yelp from the way Megumi stretched you.
Your cheeks were flushed, your mouth dropping open the further down you went. "F...uck." You whimpered, taking another inch. "Oh... my god."
Megumi's lips began to press into your shoulderblade, gradually running up along the side of your neck. "I know," he soothed. "I know. But you're doin' so good. Just like that, huh? Yeah. Juuustttt like that."
The duality between the two of them was polarizing for how similar they had seemed up until this point. Megumi was all pretty moans and grounding touches. Fucking into you with purpose and restraint, only giving you what he knew you could handle until you developed a steady rhythm. He felt like he belonged inside of you with how perfectly your bodies instantly meshed together, your walls sucking him in so faithfully no matter how fast or slow he went.
But Aki...
Aki was pleasure mixed with pain. Teasing and taunting and fingers that didn't know what else to do besides grip into your sides to pull you down harder onto Megumi just so he could watch the way your pupils dilated when he finally bottomed out. He kept two fingers on your clit and a hand around your throat as the both of them continued to use you to their liking.
“Aw," Aki mocked, mimicking and echoing your own whines back into your mouth as he kissed you. "No, baby. You can take it. You're not stoppin' now. C'mon. Be a good girl for us."
You were dizzy— vision clouding with white spots the more you chased your release. Aki's motion against your clit was calculated and precise. Gaging what kind of pace you needed from your reactions and then kept it going just like that while Megumi pulled you down, thrusting into you so deep you could barely hold yourself upright.
"I—" You shook your head, the coiling tension in your abdomen suddenly snapping. "Megumi, 'm— I can't—"
Aki's grip on your throat tightened, only amplifying the weightlessness that had taken over your body. A feral, almost proud smirk gracing his lips as he continued to kiss you— really kiss you this time, hard and affectionate.
"There you go." He praised. "Feels good when you finally let go, huh?"
You nodded, your walls still fluttering around Megumi as Aki gradually let go. Your breath and vision both returning in slow waves.
Megumi carefully pulled out of you, whispering another soft praise into your skin before Aki pulled you back over to him, repositioning you so that he was behind you and Megumi was in front of you.
Your pussy was glistening— fresh, sticky, slick running down your thigh as you arched your back for Aki without a second thought. Almost embarrassed by how bad you wanted more.
"Need you to stay focused." He said, his grasp firm but gentle as he spread your legs apart to make room for himself. "You’re gonna make both of us cum this time," his fist tangled into your hair, body towering over yours as he pulled your face to his. "Aren't you, pretty girl?"
You let out a noise that was beyond your control as his tip pushed past your entrance, your face still right next to his.
"Words." He demanded, the palm of his hand meeting the side of your ass with a crisp smack.
It was bad enough that you had nearly gushed around him from the sting of it alone, but what was even worse was that he had felt it.
"Oh?" He quipped, landing another slap that made your body recoil back into him, taking you both by surprise as he let out a suppressed groan.
"Megumi," he grunted, trying so hard to hold onto his composure despite how fucking warm and snug you were against him— your velvet walls squeezing him so tight he almost thought you were doing it just to spite him. "Do something with that mouth of hers since she doesn't seem to remember how."
Aki shot you another small smirk before straightening back up, giving Megumi space to get closer. Your eyes were completely glazed over, drool already pooling in your mouth from how mercilessly Aki was bullying himself into you while Megumi ran his thumb along your bottom lip.
You had absolutely no right to look that good while getting railed by his roommate, but here you were anyway— lolling your tongue out for him as the sound of skin smacking against skin echoed off of the walls of their apartment.
Your whimpers transitioned into more guttural sounds, propping yourself up on your elbows, and holding onto his base while attentively wrapping your lips around him. Letting all of the spit you had gathered up drip graciously down his tip and down onto his length before you started taking him inch by inch, sucking on the taste of yourself.
"God— look at you," Megumi felt like he was in a trance feeling you moan around his cock, so fucked out but still so determined to keep him in your mouth as Aki slammed into you from the back. "Don't stop. Fuuuck, that’s it. That's it. Keep fucking going."
The room was so thick with want and need and moans that you were coaxing out of them both so easily, you could already feel yourself getting close again. That same white-hot tension building in the pit of your stomach that only seemed to settle by the feeling of Aki's tip kissing your cervix.
"Deeper." You let out in between breaths. "P....lease."
You knew it was a dangerous request considering which one of them was behind you, but you couldn't help it. You were chasing it like a high at this point, pushing yourself back onto Aki even harder every time he thrusted into you just to get a little bit more.
You were right there and so... were they.
"Deeper?" Aki gritted, hips snapping forward to meet yours. "Couldn't use your words all night but now you’re making demands? What do you think, Megumi— should I give it to her?"
His fingers threaded into your hair again, pushing your head down onto Megumi so that he was touching the back of your throat when a rush of warmth suddenly flooded your airways.
"Give her—" Megumi panted, trying not to collapse as he twitched against your tongue. Letting more lewd little nothings slip out when his eyes caught yours, completely awestruck by how gorgeous you looked taking both of them like this. "Give her whatever she wants."
Aki leaned over you again, chest pressing into your back as Megumi slumped back against the arm of the couch to catch his breath, his body spent from how hard he’d just emptied himself into your throat.
Your fists were gripping the sheets, your hips arching up at just the right angle as Aki's hands rested on top of yours, his entire body locking you in place. "This what you wanted?" He whispered, placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth before slamming the last couple inches of his cock into you and holding you still.
Your body felt like it was convulsing— your poor thighs trembling as your core unraveled shamelessly around him, overstimulated tears streaming down your face when a string of broken “yesyesyesyesyes”-s finally broke both of you.
Your legs threatened to buckle, your vision blurred by dark hair and blue eyes and the feeling of him unapologetically filling you up as a mix of your fluids began to drip tauntingly down your leg and onto to the couch beneath you.
There wasn’t an ounce of mocking or mean thrusts left in him by the time he finished, just blissful release as he held you against him, kissing you one last time before pulling out— slow, reverent, and real.
── .✦
By the time Monday arrived, you had bite marks and bruises in the shape of Megumi and Aki adorning the nape of your neck. A dumb smile plastered across your face that weren’t sure would ever fully go away. And — finally— a functioning set of pipes in your kitchen.
The two came with you when you returned back to your apartment, double-checking the work that had been done before deciding it was okay for you to settle back in.
It was almost jarring, how chivalrous and reserved they could be after spending an entire weekend making you cum so hard you could barely walk without grabbing onto Megumi’s arm for support. Inspecting the maintenance man’s handiwork and ensuring that everything was in order as if they hadn’t just taken turns burying their face between your thighs the night before to see whose name you would scream louder.
You drew in a breath as you thanked them, trying not to actually melt into the fucking floor when they both leaned in and kissed either side of your cheek before heading out for the day. Aki tossing a, “let us know if you need anything else” over his shoulder while they disappeared down the hall.
There was a beat of silence as you watched them, an odd sense of emptiness creeping over you when you turned around to see your living room behind you instead of theirs— already missing the smell of their laundry and the sound of Megumi’s bedroom fan constantly spinning in the background.
“Oh, this is so stupid.” You sighed, halfway trying to talk yourself out of it as you moved towards the kitchen and opened your junk drawer— shuffling through a sea of old mail and stickers and oven mitts before finding something that might be heavy enough to work.
“What am I doing?”
But it was all too late when you knelt down and opened the cabinet beneath your sink— the logical part of your brain completely worn down by the memory of their hands roaming over your hips to care about anything else.
You squeezed your eyes shut, swinging the hammer into the pipe over and over until you finally heard something crack. A burst of water shot out with force, spraying you in the face as you jumped back, quickly tossing the hammer back into the drawer like it was evidence in a crime scene before rushing into the living room to grab your phone.
“Hey Aki? Yeah, it’s me. You won’t believe what just happened...”
A/n: My phone can't play ZZZ anymore cause it's not up to par with the high standard devices required to play it now cause of the 2.5 Update. A year spent on ZZZ cut and dry, ruined, had to come on New Years Eve too. Literally did a Twitter thread about this on my account there including emails.
Currently tearing up and snot nosed while writing some of this. Solo Leveling Arise coming back on this phone to cope with the loss ... fuck these tears and snot, HOYO SUCKS.
CW: 21+ MATURE EXPLICT SHORT SMUT INSIDE. Crossovers and mentions of some other shows at the start but mainly SL. Also angst, lots of hurt, some comfort cause of my unwell mind so sorry if that dampens my final fic of the year.
DO NOT PLAGARIZE STEAL REPOST COPY EDIT TRANSLATE AND OR USE FOR AI. Rather, reblog like comment and follow pls n thnx.
Here's to a better new year.
Yokai teens doing the finger forehead dance like rambunctious youngsters they be. Fully graduated grown up class of heroes trailing across the sky in quirky zest. A rambunctious cosplayer dragging her costume seamstress crush down the streets with such hearts in her eyes with her pure boi.
Sorcerers killing minute curses on the sides while snacking on warm street food together. The pinked hair mind reading girl Anya paled up at the explicit whirlwind that is brewing in the mind of the man of shadows watching down on them all from way up high, her hightailing away while riding her clairvoyant dog back to her just as scary parents right after. Teen mages in training playing twisted tricks on one another with their dire beast companion liting up the air in spurts of blue flames.
From way up high from the safety of his apartment home that overlooked the bustling festive city lite up with fireworks as the countdown to the new year came, he downed some champagne from his classy glass despite being immune to getting drunk due to the System removing debuffs like getting buzzed.
He eyes your laying form in his rustled-up bed, your phone glitchy and dejected on the floor now due to gaming woes. "Get all bundled up and share this view with me, baby? Your adorable self deserves better than just being left to mope in gatekeeping gacha games." He immediately stride over your sleepy self and carried you bridal style, keeping you snug against his robed self.
"Honey, my height phobia ..." That didn't stop you from putting on your jacket and joining him on the balcony and look at the glittery chaos in the cold night, echoes of slurs and cheers down below among the small rock concert happening "I didn't think you'd be into celebrating toni — ngh — nnh~!"
Your words turn to mush as he immediately pins you against him, his shadows providing back support for you aa his arms hugged you tight. Him pulling out his schlong out enough from his sweatpants waistband came right after, push your undies aside to slide into your burning safe walls.
"Let Daddy Sung tend to his girl's woes." His veiny throbbing shaft slides in slick and quick in your weeping hole. Squishing and slapping skin sounds get lost in the whirling winds of the air as your arch off him to his smug amusement. His hands and shadows helped ensure your arms and legs hugged his neck and waist good and tight as he jackhammered in the same fashion. "Unwind with me, angel. I've got you."
He ruts into you with. His obsidian robe sliding off his bare shoulder with his smooth pecs rubbing your chest. His mouth latched onto your neck as he litters thanks and praise with sucking welts and teeth marks. His hands squeezed his fingerprints underneath your shorts, into your stretch marked rear, gripping onto you tight. Your pained desperate pants and cries pierced the air as he rams in and out of you with such unrestrained drive that you hung onto him for dear life, tears of loss turned to ecstasy.
"Thank you Jin, for making this past year so memorable. In every way that matters~" Your fingers scratch at his undercut and tug at his hair strands as you look up at the dotted dark sky as he strokes your gummy walls, knotting right into you, filling your mind with his face and voice and scent and nothing else. His groans, your moans, the motions of it all as you both confess each other’s names between sloppy wet kisses all while he fucked you standing up.
As the countdown reaches one and the world unifies in the cheers of the new year, he fills you up and you milk in between his thighs. You and Jinwoo are all jumbled up in knots on the balcony floor, resting against the supported railing. "Y/n, it wouldn't have been the same without you. As long as you're with me ... regardless of where we are ... in this year and every one after it ... we stick together."
His arms and legs intertwine with yours as he stays in you and you both watch the sky get littered with colors and snow that falls softly upon you all. His shadows provide more cover if need be. He'd later carry you back inside and take you all over again in his bed. Like fucking your glorious ass from behind. But for now, this was more than enough. Being with him always overwhelmed you in some way, shape or form.
With him, you feel everything all at once. There's none like him. For the comfort, the persistence, the hope for better things as he held you through the letdowns and setbacks and tears.
Braving into the unknown felt less scary so long as he was there, whether in person or as a voice guiding you through the suffocating drudgery of life. His steel grey eyes wobbled from violet glowing emotion as he held you tight through the quakes of your heavy weighing heart as the hope for a newer better year came for you all.
Solo Leveling in general; the anime, games, fanart, fanfics, and the Jinwoo fellow simp friends I made thanks to @heyimkana and being on Discord more often with them new friends on there. Jinwoo Sung new years eve fic WIP, I JUST CAN'T LET HIM GO~!
Twisted Wonderland anime having come out, game stuff, Blazing Jewels, the ENG DUB, great year for a TWST fan. That and me writing Obedience fic and it came out well cause Heartslabyul song is still my favorite dorm song, Hearts stan right here.
KPOP DEMON HUNTERS ... it took over, went insane, and still is. Enough said. Soundtrack and movie hand in hand go HARD, hit me in quite vulnerable personal ways, beautiful creation.
MEGACON ... where I met Aleks and Yuri .... met other people there ... but I felt so nervous those first three days and flushed down those nerves too much ... SO WORTH IT. Got my drawing for them signed and a Lighter art print signed ... most beautiful art print I've ever seen ... Aleks drew chibi Lighter for me .... I still squeal about all of it to this day.
TO BE HERO X is a masterpiece of animation. No wonder it took them years to do, like 7 or 8 yrs I think. And the same music composer/artist for this show works on Solo Leveling music. The crossover potential yall. Maybe I'll write Jinwoo, Gojo and X just being OP aura farming and wrecking shit together, maybe.
Date Everything; a sandbox dating sim game, I wanna write about more. Got loves of my own faves, making my bi self very pleased, and my Shadow Lord helping me deal with my sleep anxiety and sleep during nighttime for months when the game came out.
@emzurl is due endless love and thanks for making Miraculous Office and seeing the finale; beautiful fan series I take as canon more than the actual canon plus introducing a ship I did not expect in good ways. So to all the voice actors part of this AU series and to the creator herself, from a fan of this AU, thnk u.
TUMBLR. Yeah. Writing on my side blog this past year where I reached over 1K followers after spending like 2 or so years writing my self indulgent fics on here where I made good friends and learned how to improve my writing skills, etc. JJK, TWST, SL, they really helped this blog take off. So again THNX U SO MUCH TO EVERYONE who helped me reach this milestone before the end of the year.
HONORABLE MENTIONS - being me seeing MHA Final Season plus the final movie seeing my heroes A-OK and graduate and all grown up, them babies, I did cry a lot. WIND BREAKER S2 makes me really see this is the better Tokyo Revengers in every single way; I love my Bofurin bois. Dress Up Darling S2 pulled me in further at how quirky and crazy it is for me, the final Given movie giving the happy ending and closure for my BL bois, Dandadan S2 really selling me on Jiji, SPY X FAMILY S3 kinda sorta making me pay attention to the show cause serious shit happened, this show is like in the middle for me. Sorry for the anime listings by me yall.
! DISHONORABLE MENTION ! - As of now, ZENLESS ZONE ZERO latest game update with 2.5 constant crashes, lags, and kick outs that come with this update as of now, this game has 1 to 2 or no stars for me. As much as I love the cast, the story, combat and gameplay for the past year, the constant issues this app has given me makes me see the issue of HOYO games.
Aside from dealing with chronic pains and family shit in the background, being a chronic online weeb and being part of lots of great things including watching VTUBERS, anime/animated goodness, jamming to tunes, playing gacha made this year decent for me.
Here's hoping to new self indulgent content going forward.
And NO, I AIN'T PREPARED FOR 2026 CAUSE IDK WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN TO ME.
Oh, time to brave into the unknown ... but thnx to everyone for making this year bearable, fun, and welcoming for me. I hope my fics helped you all in some kind of way.
