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gojou-violin · 11 months

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the romantic type

| header by: @mangaterial (dm me if you'd like me to remove it!)

| pairing: chobei aza x fem!body!reader

| warnings: 18+ MDNI. ig out of character chobei? meh? pregnancy. mentions of kidnapping, breaking and entering, executions, stealing, other criminal behavior. brief mentions/descriptions of unprotected sex.

| wc: 1.1k

| taglist: @aylitgirl , @justanotherpasserby , @lyteatus , @bakugosgorl , @diorsbrando , @saintbvnnii , @pinkhorangnabi , @lex-dear

| a/n: i was only on chapter 48 of the manga at the time of writing this, so i'm only using the context i had from chapter/episode 1 to chapter 48. i might write a follow-up to this if something happens throughout or at the end of the manga.

Chobei was never really the romantic type, at least not back when you met him. Thrown into the dirt more times than he could count, Chobei had been alone with his brother through the worst conditions the world had to offer, ever since they were kids and their parents died, leaving them with nothing except Chobei's drive to protect his brother and make something out of himself. When you first met, Chobei was the type of guy that ran around putting his dick in anything that moved. He thrived off of the power he got from commanding his men and from putting women under him. You'd heard the stories about what he liked-- How he could be so scary and ruthless that women stumbled out of his shitty little shack, stumbling, crying, bruised up and bleeding. Part of you couldn't believe those rumors. The Chobei you knew was kind... Well, he wasn't the best kind of guy around, you knew that, but he was nice to you, and he always took time out of his day to come see you at the market-- and while he stole from all the other stalls, he would always grab produce from you and pay for it. Always. You never caught him pocketing something or distracting you so that he could throw apples to his brother to run away with. No, Chobei was kind, and it seemed like he respected you. Maybe that was why you ignored the horror stories and decided to go home with him one night. How could a man who treated you so well be such a monster? Surely they were lying.

The first night you two spent together, Chobei was as kind as he'd always been at the market. He teased you and took pleasure in making you scream his name, but he never once laid a hand on you in any way that you didn't want. The way he hid his face in the crook of your neck as he thrust inside of you at a wild pace, murmuring your name a thousand times like it was a prayer, that felt like the exact moment you fell in love with him. You tried to deny it. You had to remind yourself that, despite how he was with you, Chobei was still a criminal with only his and his brother's interest in mind. So you tried to avoid him. You'd hide when you'd see him at the market, you'd never linger in the streets out of fear that one of his men would grab you, and you never talked to anyone about what you and Chobei did. Not only were you concerned about the criminal himself, but if people found out what you had done, you'd be shunned from society. You'd have been worse off than he ever was.

But Chobei had his ways. He had his men find out where you lived, and one night, when he was sure you were home, he crawled through a window to confront you about why you'd been avoiding him since the two of you slept together; and when you admitted to him that you were scared of him and how he could hurt you, you saw the face of a scarred criminal be replaced by a concerned boy who didn't know how to reply. Such a confident and terrifying man he'd always been, yet there he stood in front of you, speechless and seemingly on the verge of tears. All he could do was grab you. He pulled you close and kissed you. He told you that he was the one who was scared because he thought he had hurt you, and he was unsure of what to do with himself because he thought he'd lost you forever...

Chobei wasn't the romantic type. He never was... But then he met you. Behind closed doors in the home the two of you shared for years, he was the kindest man there ever was. He cherished you, the love you had for each other, and the family you were creating together. The day he found out you were pregnant was the best day of his life, according to him. He even started crying. Chobei, of all people, was crying! You couldn't believe the sight, yet you were so incredibly relieved.

But like the idiot he was, Chobei let his confidence get the best of him; and one day, as you were at the very same market you used to work at, buying produce from the same stalls that your husband used to rob, Toma found you and took you home. He had to sit you down as he told you the truth. Some of the men had been out for the past couple of weeks, that was never news to you, but Chobei, for some idiot reason, decided to go with him, and being the asshole he was, he just had to go and get himself arrested. You were livid with him. You thought about how he'd likely spend the next few years in prison, missing so much time with you and your firstborn. He was so stupid! Fuck!

"He'll be executed in a month," Toma admitted quietly.

Your heart dropped in your chest. At first, you thought you heard him wrong, maybe Chobei was only going to be imprisoned for a month, which meant that he'd be back just in time for the delivery, so everything was going to be alright! But, no. When you didn't reply, Toma asked if you were alright or if he should go get the doctor Chobei had so kindly "hired" for you. (He and some of his men found a doctor to take care of you and help you give birth, and they kidnapped him, of course).

Toma promised that he would get his brother back safe and sound, if not for himself, then for you and your child.

That was one month and three days ago. Chobei's execution was supposed to be three days ago, but you never heard anything about it-- Not even your men had an explanation because they went to witness the execution and see where Toma was, too, yet no such execution took place, and your husband and his brother were no where to be found.

You began to wonder if he was dead. Surely he was. If he wasn't dead, why hadn't he come back to you? Part of you second-guessed your husband, figuring that maybe he really was the type to use a prison break as an excuse to run away from the burden of having a family; yet the rational part of you was so sure that Toma would have dragged Chobei home to at least tell you the brutal truth first of, "I don't love you. I never have. I don't want a baby, especially not with you. So I'm leaving. Forever. Goodbye." No one came home, though. No one gave you answers or excuses. All you could do was wait for a month and three days as you watched out your window, wondering if he'd come home on time to meet your baby.

#op #drabble #chobei #hell's paradise #chobei aza #chobei aza fanfic #chobei fanfic #aza chobei #chobei aza smut #aza chobei smut #aza chobei fanfic #hell's paradise fanfic #hell's paradise drabble #hell's paradise smut

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asymmetryestablished · 2 months

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I wrote a Hell's Paradise fic! Gantetsusai x Jikka, just under 4k of PWP. spoilers right up to the end of the manga

#hell's paradise #jigokuraku #quoth nsd #nsd's fanfic introduction posts #yamada asaemon jikka #tamiya gantetsusai #ganjikka #jikka x gantetsusai #hell's paradise fanfic #jigokuraku fanfic

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yup-thats-me · 8 months

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all for you • Gabimaru.

pairing: Gabimaru x wife!reader

synopsis: his wife has given him the best gift of all. a baby ; the reader is pregnant.

warning: pregnancy.

note: I'm delulu I know but I can't help it. let me be delulu in peace 😌

"y/n, let's take you to the village doctor, yeah?" Gabimaru said, stroking the back of his wife lovingly as she threw up.

this was the fourth time this week and it was making Gabi worry about his wife. obviously she's his the only reason to stay alive. it was for her that he made it out alive from Shinsenkyo alive, no matter the dangerous situations he faced. it was all for her. now that she's unwell made his insides churn in fear. if anything happens to her, maybe he'll burn down the entire country.

however, y/n partially knew what the problem was, just a little uncertain.

"Okay...", she spoke slowly, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. she slowly drank the water Gabi gave her. by the help of her husband, she stood up slowly, walking back inside the house to get dressed to visit the doctor.

"do you want me to help you change, y/n?" Gabimaru offered.

it won't be the first time that he'd help his wife get dressed. he had done it a number of times, but this time, y/n turned down his offer.

she smiled at him softly, "I'm quite alright. just be outside ill come in a bit, okay?" She kissed him on the cheek.

Gabi nodded, waiting outside the room, pacing I'm anticipation.

inside the room on the other hand, y/n was already dressed. she stood in front of the mirror, caressing her stomach deliberately. "can it really be true?" She wishpered.

when she came out, Gabi put his hand around her waist, walking slowly. y/n felt weak. every now and then, she held Gabi more tighter as the two walked. finally, the two reached the doctor's place.

"how many days has it been?" the doctor, an elderly woman asked the couple.

the two looked at each other for a second. "this has been going on for more than a week," Gabi replied for y/n.

the woman nodded. "can I talk to y/n alone for a moment?"

Gabimaru shot the woman a suspicious look but nevertheless agreed when y/n squeezed his hand, silently telling him that its alright. again, Gabi stepped out from the room and sat outside.

so many thoughts ran amok his head. what if y/n is terminally ill? or some incurable disease that will take her from him? no. he won't let that happen. even if it was an incurable disease, he'll die with her. no questions asked. and if the disease was curable, he'll do everything in his power to cure back his y/n. he made so many assumptions about y/n's hypothetical diseases, never for once did he think she might be pregnant. he's that thick skinned when it comes to y/n. he forgets to think anything logical when it comes to her.

few minutes later, the two women stepped out the house. Gabi ran to y/n. seeing her smiling made him relax just a bit.

"well? what is it?"

the woman giggled. "I'll leave you two to it. Best of luck", she said going back inside the room leaving the couple alone.

y/n seemed to be avoiding any eye contact with Gabi. "y/n you're making me nervous again. tell me what the problem is!"

"Gabi...you're going to be a father", Y/n replied slowly. she laughed internally as the look on Gabi's face changed from anxious to a confused one. "...huh?"

y/n blushed. "Gabimaru, I am pregnant, woth your child." She spoke nervously. she knew Gabi won't be angry at the news but still she was hesitant.

Gabi stood in his spot not miving even an inch. "Oh my god," He said sitting on the ground. He was too happy to speak. Y/n smiled, kneeling down beside him. "shh...its okay." She hugged her husband as her husband broke down in her hold.

she made Gabi face her, wiping his tears away. "are you okay?"

Gabi smiled at her, hugging her close. "Okay? I'm far more than okay! you've made me the happiest man alive, Y/n!" He laughed, kissing her shortly.

the two also went to the market on their way back,buying sweets and Y/n watched with a smile as her husband gave the sweets tk everyone for the good news. he even fed the stray dogs. he was happy, he wanted the world to celebrate too!

when the two reached home, Y/n was about to enter the kitchen to prepare the dinner, when Gabi stopped her. "And what do you think you're doing?"

Y/n looked at him confused. "We have to have dinner too. you know," She giggled, making Gabi's face tinted with bright red. "Of course I know. but I won't allow you to cook. I'll do it." He said.

"Why, darling? you want to eat something different? tell me and I'll make it. why should you make dinner?"

"No. from now onwards, you can't cook, clean, or do any work. I'll do it all. You and our baby need rest," He said, scratching the back of his head. his statement made y/n giggle. "But anat, I'm just two weeks in. I can still work."

Gabimaru shook his head. "No. I said I'll do all the work. all you have to do is rest. I can't have you working in this condition. I want both my baby and my wife to be healthy," He said caressing your belly. You smiled at him, knowing there's no way of changing his mind now. so you gave up.

as Gabimaru prepared the dinner, so many thoughts came to his mind. family. a family. it was always had been just a word for Gabimaru. he believed he'd never be able to have a family, not a person like him. he was a monster. how can a monster have a family? but then you came along. you healed his scars, made him look at the world differently. it was yiu who taught him that this world is a beautiful place if one knew how to look at it. he is forever greatful to you. he always will be. he prays now, something he'd never ever done. he prays to the Almighty that you'll always stay with him. he promises to love you endlessly, and now that he's soon going to have a baby, he wishes to become the best father that there ever is. he wants to become perfect for you. all for you.

reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated!!

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hoejosatoru · 11 months

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your faves written by my faves

I believe all anime men can be categorized by if they were written by Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey, or Ethel Cain.

Characters: jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu, chainsaw man, tokyo revengers, demon slayer, attack on titan, hunter x hunter, buddy daddies, MHA, hell’s paradise

CW for suggestive content, toxic relationship for Ethel Cain category. All characters are time skip as applies (ex Tokyo rev/haikyuu). MDNI

Written by Taylor Swift

Sweet & Romantic. The boy next-door type. Friends to lovers vibe. The type to throw rocks at your window and get you to sneak out just to watch the stars. Writes you letters. So many of each other’s firsts. Feels like a fairytale. Can range from a soft and gentle love to one that's fast and exciting, depending on person/situation. Always holds your hand when walking. A strong, healthy relationship. Would literally rather die than upset you. Buys you flowers. Sends you songs he thinks you’ll love. Calls you sweetheart, baby, my love. Loved by your friends and family. Makes you believe in love.

Yuta Okkotsu, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Denji (I swear once he calms down a lil he’d be a great partner), Takemichi, Mitsuya, Hakkai, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Shinichiro, Hinata Shoyo, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Akaashi, Bokuto, Kageyama, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Kenma, 99% of the haikuu cast unless listed elsewhere, Giyu, Rengoku, Jean, Connie, Armin, Kurapika, Leorio, Kazuki, Hawks

“Can I tell you a secret?” your best friend asks. You’re laying out on a blanket, watching the stars. You look at him, admiring how they twinkle in his eyes.

“Of course.”

“I think I love you.” He looks at you then, filling your chest with warmth. You’ve waited for him to say those words for so long, to name what has always existed between you.

“Can I show you what I think?” He nods eagerly. You lean in, pressing your lips to his. It is everything you always hoped it would be. He smiles into your kiss. “I think I love you, too.”

Written by Lana Del Rey

Sensual & Intense. Bad boy or hard exterior, but soft on the inside. Likes showing you off, but hates when other men look at you. Always has a hand on your lower back. Possessive, but in a controlling way. Dress slutty I can fight type. And he means it he will fuck anyone up for you. Makes you feel safe. Most likely to have a scandalous type of relationship (like an age gap, he has a bad reputation, etc). Probably has some sorta vice (smoking/drinking/fighting). High sex drive, he just can’t resist you :(. Probably has a daddy kink or is a dom (mostly soft/pleasure). Calls you princess, angel, pretty girl. Sometimes the relationship can be toxic, but you know the foundation is built on love.

Draken, Mikey, Ran, Rindou, Wakasa, Baji, Taiju, Inui, Koko, Sanzu, Izana, Kakucho, basically all of tokyo rev unless listed elsewhere, Rei, Toji, Geto, Gojo, Nanami, Suna, Terushima, Atsumu, Ushijima, Coach Ukai, Aki, Kishibe, Tengen, Obanai, Sanemi, Akaza, Levi, Eren, Reiner, Zeke, Aizawa, Gabimaru, Yamada Asaemon Shion, Tenza

“Come ‘ere baby,” he calls to you. He’s been eyeing you in that little sundress all night and his will power has run thin. You stand between his legs, looking down at him with a soft smile. The setting sun twinkles against the chain around his neck, making him look extra handsome. His large hand is on the back of your thigh, sliding up higher and higher and- you gasp his name and he squeezes your ass under your dress.

“People are gonna see!” you whisper yell, gesturing to all your friends mingling in your backyard. He has a lazy smile on his face as he rubs circles on your inner thigh.

“Don’t care,” he says, “Can’t resist my pretty girl anymore.”

Written by Ethel Cain

Toxic & Addictive. A waling red flag, but baby you are color blind. You know you shouldn’t, but there’s just something about him. He’s addictive. Super possessive and controlling. Always has his hands on you. Leaves bruises. Most likely to be a criminal or something darker. Would kill for you. Swears he loves you and that's why he acts so crazy. Honestly brings out the crazy in you too. Super high sex drive, wants you all the time. Hard dom. Calls you my girl when feeling nice, slut when he isn’t. Says my slut when he’s somewhere in between. Codependent. Fuck everyone but us type.

Sukuna, Douma, Hantengu clones, Muzan, Gyutaro, Hanma, Aza Chobe, Chrollo, Feitan, hisoka, illumi

He has your jaw in his hands, squeezing. Hard. There’s a twisted smile on his face, one that makes your heart race and your thighs rub together.

“You know you can never leave me, right?” he questions you. Though you know it is no question right. “You’re mine. Forever.” His hips have you pinned to the bed as he licks up your neck.

“All yours,” you reply. And you mean it. You were two halves of a fucked up whole. You loved him even if it drove you crazy.

His hand goes down your pants. “Good girl.”

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lovelyangelxxx · 11 months

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kalon | various hells paradise characters x reader

kalon; (adj.) possessing a beauty that is more than skin deep

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

→ when you make a comment about their scars

→ fluff? g/n reader

→ yamada asaemon shion, aza chobe, aza toma (after chapter 56)

yamada asaemon shion ♡

~shion was taken aback when you stated that his scars were beautiful. you state that they are simple reminders that he has survived and endured so much pain. you kiss his scars and flash him your signature precious smile. he believes that intimate moments like these are ethereal. he wishes he could love and protect you forever, to protect someone who gazed at him with such affection and tenderness, no matter his past or appearance. to protect someone who held him with such delicacy and sincerity despite his horrid scars. and to be with someone who loves him just as much as he does is pure bliss.

“you’re absolutely divine my love, scars and all.”

aza chobe ♡

~when you touched the scars on his face, chobe backed away from your hand. however, you said that you love his scars, that it makes him even more beautiful in your eyes. you believed that there is more to him than his somewhat ghastly appearance, and that he should cherish himself just as much as you do. you mouthed words of reassurance and love, constantly reminding him that he’s the only person in your heart, no matter what he looks like. you kissed his scars and held him close while he gazed at you as if you were the most angelic and heavenly being on earth.

“i appreciate your beauty, whether it be your appearance or your heart.”

aza toma ♡

~you ran your finger across the scar along his nose and smiled at him. you remind him that he’s strong and that you’re proud of everything he’s ever accomplished. you whisper words of praise and encouragement, telling him you will always be with him each step along the way. toma has always felt a bit inferior to his brother whom he sees as an idol, however he genuinely appreciates the love and comfort you give him.

“you’re always enough and you’re always shining in my eyes.”

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justawriterofthings · 1 month

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i like to write about pretty anime bois

list in the tags (but i will take suggestions since im sure i miss some babes)

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summercreolefanfictioner · 1 year

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breaking denials, taking steps (jigokuraku)

pairing: gabimaru x yui

themes: mentions of sex (bcos more non-explicit nsfw in future chaps) with fluff

a/n: I will publish the full fic on ao3 tho but might as well publish the tidbits here on tumblr (expect sequels and stuff)

part 2 || part 3 || part 4

Hearts don't break that easily.

It was a phrase Yui has repeated in her head multiple times, reminding her of her dream to live a normal life. After all, she was more than just a vessel for children. She is a woman, a wife, and she's capable of many things beyond that. However, there are times when her devotion has been tested and she will find herself questioning her next move.

And today was no exception.

Earlier, her father inquired about her marriage life with Gabimaru, which made her wary at some point. As she went on and on about living their life and doing her duties as his wife, Osa asked her about the topic she seemingly wanted to avoid.

Children.

Now, don't get her wrong. Yui is aware that one way or another, she will bear a child from Gabimaru, and this child (as much as she wanted a different future for them) will either go next in line to their father or become like her one day.

And to make matters worse, he pressured Yui to bear a child as soon as possible, making her clutch her stomach, imagining a life force in it.

Gabimaru will not agree.

Of course, it was a given. Her husband, as much of a killer he is, will never impregnate her. It wasn't like they never did the act. They did it on the first night, and it wasn't something they liked. It was more of a command and if they were to turn back time, maybe they could have done things differently.

Yui instantly blushed at the thought, stopping momentarily from chopping the vegetables for their stew. Just imagining Gabimaru and her kissing senseless as their fingers drag on each other's skin is enough to make her lose focus.

"I'm home," a masculine voice greeted from behind her.

Yui almost jumped at that, composing herself before turning around to greet her husband. And thankfully, he wasn't stained with any blood. She might not be scared but it still rises some emotions she didn't know she had.

"You're back early today, dear."

Gabimaru blinked at that. "... I told you I don't have any late missions today."

"A-Ah! Must've slipped my mind."

And then she went back to cooking.

That was a close call.

But Gabimaru wasn't an idiot. He may have not spent a lifetime with Yui, but he knows if there's something bugging her. Like for instance, every time they eat, she would describe the taste of the food and hold up signs on whether they are sweet, salty, savory, or unpleasant in general.

But not today, though. All Yui has done is nibble on her meal, brows furrowed in deep thought as she continued to sigh in between bites. And it was odd, considering how Yui is a calm and collected person, someone who can solve any problem despite the struggle.

Gabimaru put down his bowl and chopsticks. "Did something happen while I was gone?" he asked, staring at her warily to see any faint of suspicion.

Yui shook her head furiously, red staining her cheeks as she waved off her worries. "N-Nothing happened, dear." Oh, no. He'll find out. "L-Let's just eat, okay?"

But Gabimaru won't be having any of her pathetic excuses, scooting closer until he is almost face to face with her.

"Did someone come here to threaten your life?" he asked, aura murderous as he glares at the mere idea of some random stranger trying to harm his precious Yui.

I will kill them all if they touch even a single strand of her hair.

Yui was touched by his hidden gesture, but was also flustered at the idea of him killing. "N-No! No one did!" she assured him. "I just... had a talk with Father. That's all."

"Why?"

Yui was hesitant. Her father's proposal was supreme, nonetheless. After all, as long as they're under his reign, there won't be a chance for their freedom. Worse, they'll end up like Gabimaru's parents who clung to their sentiments and wishes of a normal life.

"Father..." she wasn't ready for this conversation, "he inquired about... children."

Gabimaru was only calm, his eyes narrowing in frustration. He knew Osa had been keen on wanting the couple to have kids that will someday become shinobi. Of course, his and Yui's decision about the matter will never waver.

Unless he made a threat.

"Did he say something else?"

Yui shook her head, setting aside her own thoughts about the matter. "I handled it properly, so there's no need for you to worry."

And so Yui ate again, making a facade so her husband wouldn't think about it too much. However, Gabimaru only stared at her. Hard. Like he was analyzing every moment.

"... E-Er... dear?" She was uncomfortable under his gaze. "Aren't you going to eat?"

He shrugged, sighing, "I don't know. It's like there's something you want to tell me."

Yui flinched in surprise, failing to hide her blush, making Gabimaru's eyes widen at that.

"A-Am I that easy to read?"

"Dunno."

She was fidgeting, trying to think of things to stall him or bury the subject under the covers. However, there's a part of her that secretly wanted this topic out in the open and get done.

"I... I was thinking that... maybe we should try?"

"Hm?" Now his interest was piqued. "Try what?"

"Y-You know..." She didn't want to say it, so she was hoping he would get the hint. "The thing we did on the first night."

It took Gabimaru a few seconds before realizing what she meant, eyes widening and his cheeks blushing as he imagined Yui and him skin to skin with arms wrapped around each other in heat. And because of his reaction, Yui blushed even further, stammering a few incoherent words as she feels the steam go up in her entire body.

"I-It's not like we'll do that r-right now!" she exclaimed, her heart unprepared for the matter. "I... I just wanted to try... but slowly. Slowly until we get there."

"O-Oh." That made him sigh in relief. "Okay."

It was a rough, heart-racing night as Gabimaru lies on his side of bed even though he can't sleep most of the time. Yui was still washing herself and judging by how long she was spending her time in the bath, he guessed she must've used some of her sister's luxury bathing products. And the mere thought of her smelling like flowers all night long was enough to pique his curiosity.

The doors have slid open, her footsteps gentle and yet with a bit of haste until she sat on her side of bed. "Umm... do you want me to move first?" she asked.

Gabimaru nodded, his back on her as he felt her fingers tracing patterns on his skin and ever so slowly, Yui slid her hand inside his kimono, feeling the bare skin on his chest, which was enough for his breath to hitch in pleasure. If it was a random kunoichi, they wouldn't get past his wrath. But not her. Yui was different.

And before she could go further, he sat up, facing her with an embarrassed yet determined look that says, "C-Can I try?"

Yui was startled at that, but nonetheless, she nodded and let him do what he wanted to do. To be honest, Gabimaru had no slightest idea on where to start or what the best route for this situation is. After all, he was a shinobi, not a normal man who's about to hold a woman in his arms under the moonlight.

He held her hand, inching closer until his forehead was leaning towards hers, eyes observing how she couldn't keep her gaze on him. And when he looked down on her lips, perfectly fine and yet slightly chapped, he swallowed nervously.

I want a taste.

And this was ironic, considering how he couldn't even distinguish something edible from something hideous. In one swift move, his lips touched hers, like feathers on skin. But it wasn't enough, so he did it again. And again. And again. Again and again and again and again and aga—

Yui pulled away, touching her lips to savor the moment. "D-Dear?"

"I'm sorry." He looked away in embarrassment. "I didn't know it was too much."

"E-Eh? But... it wasn't though."

He felt relieved at that. "R-Really?"

Yui nodded. "I... I liked it."

"... Okay."

There was an awkward silence, which Yui decided to break by tugging on his clothes and patting his side of the bed.

"It's already late. And I think we have done enough for the evening."

"... Oh." He didn't hide his disappointment at that, though. He thought Yui would still want to continue.

"Let's call it a day and see what we can do next time."

"Hey, have you seen my book?" a kunoichi asked, braiding her hair in a way that will accentuate her facial features.

The other kunoichi looked up from her mirror, almost done with her makeup. "Eh? What book?"

"Ya know, the one about pleasuring people and stuff."

"Nah, ain't seen that one."

From afar, Gabimaru sat on a tree branch as he held a book with a title "The Art of Attaining Pleasure and Reaching Heaven," skimming through each page to see what he could find for his wife. Seduction wasn't his forte, so might as well learn a thing or two from people who know it best.

And then he found an interesting section, something that he could use later.

Yui, I wonder what you will think of this one.

#jigokuraku #hell's paradise #hell paradise #hp #yuji kaku #gabimaru #gabimaru the hollow #yui jigokuraku #yui hell's paradise #gabimaru x yui #gabiyui #gabimaru and yui #jigokuraku fanfic #gabimaru's wife

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sincerelyakilljoy · 7 months

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TIED

pair - shion yamada asaemon x f! reader

length - 1.3k words

warnings - nsfw/18+ content, fem! reader, blindfolds, fingering, shibari (bondage), cunnilingus, pet names (my love/love, my dear/dear), very slight male masturbation, praise kink (not much but its kinda there), shion teases you a bit (??), established relationship (married).

notes - very first fic on here, i have a ao3 but i dont remember when the last time i posted on there was sooo...but enjoy! bit more of a guilty pleasure for me, sorta proofread but not really. also ignore the butt ugly layout, i dont really know how to use tumblr....

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One thing you didn’t expect when marrying Shion was his kinks. He seemed like a simple man who was content with vanilla sex but he was different than you thought.

You knew although he was blind, he was good with his hands, he had to be as a swordsman. So it, of course, led you to this moment tied up and blindfolded with him in control.

“You’re so lovely like this, my love..” he whispers, warm breath tickling the skin of your neck before he presses a wet kiss to the side of your neck.

You gasp as his fingers curl into you, making your body arch against his, fitting so perfectly against his. Although you feel a sting from the ropes on your bare skin or the ache in your bound arms it’s drowned out by his rough fingers curling to hit your sweet spot perfectly, making you mewl his name.

“ah..mmf..feels s’good..” you gasp, eyes fluttering shut beneath the blindfold covering your eyes. You wriggle beneath the ropes binding you, the star pattern of the ropes that wrap around your waist, thighs and chest, an extra rope used to bind your wrists behind your back digging into your skin. More than likely going to leave bruises all over your body the next morning.

“I bet you do, dear.” He muses, a teasing tone coating the smoothness of his voice. He starts to trail his kisses down your body, free hand wrapping around your waist as he draws light circles into the soft skin of your waist.

His lips finally reach the place you need him most, soft lips kissing your throbbing clit before running his tongue along your slick folds, making you moan and lurch forward, attempting to reach forward to grab his hair but unable to due to your wrists being bound together.

“ah fuck..” you whine “‘s too much..too good..” voice shaky and breathy as you feel his mouth latch onto your clit, tongue moving back and forth over your clit before he sucks on it roughly, almost making you come undone right there. His fingers continue to bully into you, hitting all the right spots perfectly making your walls flutter and leak around his fingers. greedily sucking him back in every time he pulls his fingers back to thrust them back into you, getting impossibly deeper with each movement.

He loves having you like this, bound, blindfolded and left to his devices. How the ropes hug your body just right or how your voice gets higher and needy when he has you like this. All of it shooting straight to his cock that aches to feel the tightness of your cunt.

He pulls off your clit with a pop and a groan, his voice getting raspier and deeper, with a slight whine that makes your walls tighten around his fingers just from the sound he makes.

“God I love how you taste,” he murmurs, leaning over your body to place wet kisses you your chest before his mouth latches onto your nipple, sucking it between his teeth which causes you to gasp and whimper at the feeling. Chants of his name fall from your lips, your head hazy and spinning from the pleasure you’re feeling.

“Tell me how good you feel love. How good it feels to have my fingers so deep in your leaking cunt like this..How good it feels to be tied up and blindfolded, left to my devices…tell me all of it.” He murmurs against your breast, his words going straight to your neglected clit that’s quickly soothed with his thumb, rubbing harsh but gentle circles against it making your walls clamp down on his fingers.

“feels s’good..love how you make m’feel..”

You can’t help but slur your words, brain fogged up with the pleasure you’re receiving. Your hips buck to meet his fingers halfway as his thrusts speed up.

He licks along your tit, mouth stopping to nip your nipple before sucking on it again greedily. He pulls from your breast to groan. Your cute little moans and gasps shooting straight to his cockhead, making his cock somehow even harder.

He bullies his fingers into your cunt even quicker, the tip of his fingers grazing your sweet spot with each drag of his rough fingers, making you wiggle against the tight rope that binds you, etching deep red marks into your skin with a searing pain to match. But you like it - you can’t help but like it, the pain mixing with the pleasure harmoniously. So you moan and chant his name, walls squeezing his fingers even tighter.

“Ngh..m’close..so close..” you gasp, lower back arching up to meet his thrusts to the best of your ability, albeit hard because the rope that binds your body. He angles his fingers into you, somehow singing into you further as he drives his fingers directly against your sweet spot, making you cry out his name as tears of pleasure start to fall from your eyes, not breaching the blindfold that covers your eyes.

With your sight restricted everything feels…more. The way he touches feels more intense, the way his mouth latches onto your nipple basically searing and the way his fingers pound into you unbearable, but in the best way possible.

“Oh? You’re close?” he teases, you wish so badly you could see the cocky smirk his face wears, a expression that you rarely get to see adorning his usually calm and humble face. “I can tell by the way you’re leaking all over my fingers my love.” He hums, pulling away from his tit to move back to his favorite spot in between your legs.

He runs his tongue along you dripping folds, moaning just from the taste of you. “The way you taste is so fucking amazing..” He groans “Like you were made just for me..made so perfect for me.”

He starts to suck your clit, groaning into your cunt as his finger thrusts into you faster, making your head spin, hips buck and walls tighten. “m’gonna cum..fuck Shion gonna cum..!” You whimper, whiny moans getting louder as your breath -that was already heavy from the tight ropes wrapped around your chest- gets heavier.

“Cum for me darling..” he mumbled against your clit, his tongue lapping at your folds quicker as his fingers continue to bully into your cunt. “Wanna taste your juices on my tongue…”

“Fuck..Shion..!” With that you come undone, slick spilling out of you and onto his fingers, pooling in his palm as your hips buck up against Shion’s face. His fingers and tongue slow down a bit as he lets you ride out your orgasm. Your brain fogs as you chant his name like a prayer, walls spasming around his fingers as your body twitches. Heavy pants and whiny moans escaping your lips.

Shion pulls his fingers out your cunt, leaving your walls quivering around nothing, which makes you whine needily. He sits up, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he breathes heavily, your slick covering his chin and lips. He licks his lips, tasting you on his lips before sucking your arousal from his fingers.

“mm..never going to get over how good you taste..” he whispers, his hands moving to undo the ties of his kimono, letting it fall off his built body. Hissing as the cool air hits his cock. The tip of his cock pink and dripping with precum, twitching as he strokes himself, a soft moan falling from his lips.

He then grabs the plush of your thighs and spreads your legs further apart, running one of his hands along to feel the slick that coats them, making him grin.

“You ready my dear..?” He whispers, leaning his head into the crook of your neck, sucking dark marks to the skin as he grinds his length along your slick folds. Mixing his precum with your slick, making you mewl as you push your head back into the pillows under your head.

You’re too dazed to even say anything, only whimpering and nodding needily as to push your hips up and spread your legs for him more.

“Good..” He whispers, kissing your neck before angling himself at your entrance. “Love having you like this.”

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yall, i saw some shibari ties on pinterest and i knew hed DEFINETLY be into this, i swear omm. also shion #1 PUSSY EATER

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whore4zoro · 3 months

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fanfic requests

can someone send me some fanfic requests. I want to get better at writing and this can be a fun way to practice.

I can do fanfics for these fandoms: jujutsu Kaisen one piece Harry Potter outer banks

Jojo’s bizzare adventure Haiikyuu windbreaker

lookism

Kuroko’s basketball hells paradise

blue lock chainsaw man

fruits baskets bungo stray dogs

demon slayer bleach

Tokyo revengers naruto

suicide squad

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16ciggy · 11 months

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Gabimaru when he's drunk.

He wasn't the type to get drunk easily. He doesn't practically enjoy drinking alcohol though. He always thought it would distract him from his line of job. However—he accidentally got drunk after gulping down a barrel of beer in it to prove to Sagiri that he was capable of drinking alcohol without getting drunk.. but it seems that he took a little too much that surpassed his alcohol tolerance.

(INVOLVES ALCOHOL AND SLIGHT SMUT)

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"Mmm... (Y/N)~" Gabimaru whined, laying down on your lap; his drooling was all over you. It was definitely grossing you out for sure, but god.. he's really emotionally vulnerable when he's drunk isn't he? He gets all so worked up about everything. His hollow eyes has turned to puppy eyes and he just can't stop whining like a little baby.

You caressed his head gently, he tugs onto your kimono and looked into your eyes. He was smiling, you didn't know why but you found it adorable. You pinched his cheek, "Ow! (Y/N)!" Gabimaru yelped.

His guard is even down.. You thought to yourself.

"Darling, don't drink out of pettiness next time. You shouldn't have chugged down the entire barrel of beer just because Sagiri didn't believe that your alcohol tolerance was high.." You sighed while rubbing his back as your hand slowly traces back up to his head; playing with his poofy white hair. Gabimaru hummed in response, giving that small 'mmm..' once more. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door—Gabimaru quickly got up from your lap and he was tensed. It was almost as if he wasn't drunk and whining like a little baby just a few minutes ago.

He tried to stand up, but he was wobbling. You stood up and helped him. "Just lay down on the futon, I'll get the door." You ordered him, setting him on the futon gently as he lays down on it and starts staring at the ceiling. Oh, he was seeing stars for sure. He was definitely going to pass out. (Y/N) walked over to the door and opened it slightly to see who it was first, being cautious and not taking any risks just in case.

She lits up out of happiness when she sees the face of Sagiri. "Sagiri!~" (Y/N) happily said while reaching out her arms out towards her before pulling her in for a hug. Sagiri did the same as she chuckled and blushed from the sudden hug; Sagiri was shocked by how (Y/N) was joyful to see her. "Good evening, (Y/N)." Sagiri was about to bow down as you quickly stopped her from doing so. "Sagiri, you don't need to be so formal with me! We have been best friends since childhood—it's okay." You stated, giggling from Sagiri's huge change in behaviour. It only made you respect her more. Both of you came from a well-known and highly respectable family, so it wasn't surprising when other people found out that you both knew each other. "Is Gabimaru okay..?" Sagiri asked out of worry. You nodded and opened the door wider and pointed at the passed out shinobi who was snoring on the futon. Sagiri gave a deadpanned face as she stared at Gabimaru, "I am really sorry that i made your husband like this. I should've just believed him." Sagiri muttered as she clearly felt guilty. (Y/N) looks at her and chuckles. "It's fineee~ he'll be under my care until tomorrow." You reassured her, patting her shoulder and giving a thumbs up. Sagiri had a rush of relief over her whole body as she smiled softly at you, "Thank you (Y/N).. you're the best as always."

Sagiri left shortly, and you closed the door when she stepped out of the gated community. You then felt a hot breath against your neck, and you squeaked out of surprise. The soft, tender hands were grazing upon your waist—your breath got shaky as it was slowly tracing up to your chest. "G-Gabimaru.. stop it.." You whispered, Gabimaru did stop; burying his face onto your shoulders. "Please.. Im so needy for you right now, baby." Gabimaru groaned, biting your earlobs and you immediately got weak.

You turned around and cupped his cheeks, your body felt hot and your pale skin that was equal to that of a moonlight was pure red from Gabimaru's touches. "Gabimaru, I rather you have me fucking when you're sober." You said, while huffing and blushing—Gabimaru grinned at you, it was so clear on what he wanted to do with you from his eyes. The 'thing' being so gentle in the beginning until you start begging and pleading him to cum inside of you. Oh yes, that is what he wanted to do with you. He wants to watch you squirm underneath him, watch you gag on his thick cock. Making you tired and still fucking you while you are blanked out from the pleasure and making you cum on his cock 24/7 till your pussy is sore. He wants to taste you, your juice were his protein shake every morning and every night. "Mhm~ I will fuck you, alright.." Gabimaru mumbles, staring down into your soul before he kisses you and letting go of you.

There was a long pause, and the sexual tension between you both was so high.

"I'll go sleep if only i get to fuck you in the nastiest way the moment i wake up tomorrow."

....And that was how Gabimaru went to sleep peacefully with no tauntrums whilst spooning you. You aren't gonna be walking for a while tomorrow.

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ellisons-dread · 8 months

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A few Jigokuraku fic ideas

Cuz I love "what if this instead" fics:

What if Hourubou jumped Moro Makiya at the start of the expedition, instead of Choubei? The Apostate would probably have died at the hands of the serial killer monk, and then Yuzuriha would not have Makiya to experiment on - she'd need to use someone else, instead...

What if Akaginu had been paired with Genji initially?

What if Zhu Jin had interrupted Rokurota's attack on Eizen?

#hell's paradise #fanfic #fanfic ideas #jigokuraku

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the-rebellious-gege · 10 months

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I’m so happy it’s finally done. This fic was a long time coming. I really wanted some good platonic hurt/comfort between Sagiri and Gabimaru. I’m considering adding more chapters depending on the response. Write what you want to read they say, so that’s what I did.

I Have to Look Up, Just to See Hell

Fandom: Hell’s Paradise

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Relationship: Gabimaru & Sagiri (platonic), Gabimaru/Yui

Rating: Mature

CW: Detailed descriptions of violence, blood and injury.

“It's dead.” He assures her, resting a hand on the Asaemon's shoulder.

She’s paler than before, the hands clutching at her sodden clothes are shaking. None of which is good. But she smiles up at him wistfully despite their dire circumstances.

“Good…” She breathes out the word, one of her arms reaches up and clutches the front of his robes, “Now go.”

He blinks down at her like an owl. It shouldn’t be surprising, she assumes he still possesses the fortitude to leave her behind. He had only recently tried to kill her. But if he was going to leave, he could have left her to the fish-monster earlier. Once the shinobi makes a decision, nothing can sway him from that decision. And he wouldn’t be leaving.

Gabimaru isn't quick enough to kill the doshi, and Sagiri get badly injured. Both thinking they want the other party dead, neither is sure how to navigate the situation. Gabimaru finds his feelings, and Sagiri learns to trust. This is purely hurt/comfort for my own benefit guys.

#my writing #fanfiction #fanfic #hells paradise fanfic #hells paradise #gabimaru the hollow #gabimaru #yamada asaemon sagiri #sagiri jigokuraku #yui hell's paradise #gabimaru & sagiri #gabimaru/yui #hurt/comfort #jigokuraku

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yup-thats-me · 3 hours

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☆RULES + CHARACTERS☆

⨝ Be patient. As much as you hope your req will be published at the earliest, writers I need time.

⨝ No yandere, male reader. I personally use she/ her pronouns, therefore I'll write content where I am sure I will not provide unreasonable or unrealistic views.

⨝ GN!reader reqs are welcomed

⨝ Anon haters, you are welcome to give your uninvited hateful remarks about my work, but be aware you will not be taken seriously or rather—ignored.

⨝ Thrists are welcomed. feel free to assign me any gender!

⨝ I have almost stopped writing for real people but I'll be willing to if I like the req

⨝ I usually do not write for wlw but it too depends on the req

CHARACTERS/ANIME:

◈ Attack on Titan

◈ Black Butler

◈ Buddy Daddies

◈ Bungo Stray Dogs

◈ Bucchigiri

◈ Chainsaw Man

◈ Demon Slayer

◈ Hell's Paradise

◈ Howl's Moving Castle

◈ Jujutsu Kaisen

◈ Kamisama Kiss (Tomoe)

◈ Mashle: Magic and Mashle

◈ Moriarty the Patriot

◈ My new boss is goofy

◈ My Happy Marriage

◈ Oshi no Ko

◈ Sk8 the infinity

◈ The Apothecary

◈ The Millionaire Detective

◈ Tokyo Revengers

◈ Tsurune

◈ Vanitas no Carte

◈ Windbreaker

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winterluna81 · 10 months

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A Love Beyond Time-Chapter 5: The Foxes and the Valley

Dinner was a homely and sumptuous affair held at the clearing next to the waterfalls Sagiri had chanced upon earlier. A large pot of stew, filled with vegetables and herbs, simmered over a steady flame. Another slightly smaller pot held fragrant rice with adzuki beans, and a platter piled with ripened peaches and pears completed the menu. The crisp evening air, initially cool due to the setting sun, was now warm and spiced with the rich scents of a freshly cooked meal.

The large group of allies, existing and new, humans and foxes, gathered around the fire. No words were exchanged as they focused on filling their empty stomachs. Only when the sharp edges of hunger were soothed did Nurugai break the silence with a satisfied belch.

“That was a really delicious meal! I haven’t eaten so well for a very long time. Since….” The young Sankar girl trailed off, remembering her slain tribespeople and her beloved grandfather. How they had their evening meals around fires like this, eating and drinking and chatting. How those happy moments were instantly and cruelly wiped out forever by a group of devious samurais. By her own naivety.

A warm, slightly callous hand closed over hers and squeezed lightly. Nurugai looked up to see Shion’s soft smile of comfort and empathy. Of course, her new Sensei would understand because he, too, was nursing a heart shattered by loss and tragedy. Nurugai leaned into the older man, whispering her thanks for his thoughtful gesture.

Right opposite Shion, Seimei studied their exchange with an inscrutable expression. He raised his cup to his lips and drank absent-mindedly, seeming lost in thoughts.

"So, now that we have sated our tummies, can we sate our curiosities now? Who are you? Where are we? Why do you help us? Do you know anything about the Tensens and the Elixir?" Gabimaru, in his usual blunt and single-minded manner, fired off a quick succession of questions like arrows from a tightly drawn bow.

“Allow me to introduce ourselves. We are foxes, and we came to Nihon from the Middle Kingdom 500 years ago. Some people call us fox spirits, fox fairies, or fox demons. We can gain 1 tail after every century of cultivating our life forces. Each tail contains different powers and denotes our age. The ultimate number of tails is 9-hence, the nine-tail fox is extremely powerful,” Harumi paused and glanced lovingly at Asahi. “My mate here, Asahi, is a nine-tail fox. He got his last tail about half a century ago. My twin sister, Keiko, and I have eight tails each.”

“Fox Spirits? So are you now completely human or half of each?” Fuchi queried, his round eyes gleaming with inquisitiveness and something else, which Sagiri dreaded thinking about. She knew her comrade’s obsession with medicine and science. And dissection.

“We are born as foxes. Sometimes, perhaps due to affinity with religious philosophies and teachings, we gain the ability to practice them. We can obtain a human form after 50 years of practice. However, our true form is still the fox, so if we lose our powers, we revert to our original state. Not all foxes have this special religious affinity, though. And every century, a calamity will befall us just when we are about to gain our new tail. It’s like a test from the Celestial Kingdom, albeit perilous. Once we pull through it, we get a tail and increased powers.”

“Are there many nine-tail foxes around?” Nurugai wondered. Asahi shook his head.

“No. Sadly, many foxes fail to withstand the tests and lose all their powers, even their lives, when they are only 300 years old or so."

“Your explanation only covers the three of you, right?” Gabimaru drew a circle around Asahi and the twins with a pointing finger. “What about him?” The shinobi jutted his chin in Seimei’s direction.

Eleven pairs of eyes swiveled to the silent figure in white. Seimei cocked a dark brow and sighed slightly.

“I, too, have nine-tails. But I am different from Asahi. I am a Celestial Fox and am much older than him.”

“What’s the difference?” Ganetetsusai frowned in confusion.

“It means Seimei is a Deity." Seeing that their Chief did not want to elaborate, Keiko chimed in on his behalf. “People in the Northeastern regions of the Middle Kingdom worship him. He’s one of the most popular deities in their folk religions.” Ignoring Seimei’s glower, she continued proudly. “He’s a very powerful and benevolent deity.” It was obvious that the young vixen greatly admired the Celestial Fox.

An audible gasp sounded as everyone fixed their attention on Seimei. A deity? On this island?

“Is that true? You are really a deity?” Nurugai asked excitedly.

“That was in the past. Yes, I had worshippers and temples dedicated to me,” Seimei’s beautiful face hardened in contempt. “But those mean nothing to me. Now, I am just an immortal with some powers. End of story. Let’s move on to other questions you may have.”

Seimei’s harsh words and apparent disdain for his status as a deity cast an uneasiness over the group. Keiko lowered her eyes and laced her fingers together, biting her lips. Hoping to salvage the situation, Sagiri cleared her throat. “The valley is absolutely breathtaking. Is it a part of Shinsenkyo? Or is it another realm?”

“Both," Seimei recalled. “I found this island more than 2,000 years ago while exploring the Mortal Realm. I liked it a lot-it was very peaceful and had valleys, mountains, lakes, and this waterfall. A perfect place for foxes.”

“But when I returned later, a group of humans from the Middle Kingdom had landed and established a village on the island. At that time, I was in poor form. Also, Asahi, Harumi, and Keiko were still too young. We couldn’t afford to expose ourselves or engage in a battle against the humans. So, I carved up a sizeable portion of Shinsenkyo to form another realm, which I hid and protected with enchantments. This became the valley. The four of us stayed here and continued to cultivate our life forces. I thought we could maintain the status quo. Until the humans started experimenting-first on their fellow countrymen and the island’s wildlife, then the lured outsiders-turning this place into a massive laboratory.”

“It doesn’t explain why you decided to interfere only now. Why didn’t you step in when the humans started their experiments or lured other humans to Shinsenkyo?” Gabimaru questioned.

“Like Seimei said earlier, we were not strong enough to stand up to them initially. It would have been foolhardy and fatal. Later, we didn’t try to rescue the lured humans because they weren’t worth saving, to be honest. All of them were greedy, malicious, and incredibly stupid. Why should we risk exposing our existence and sacrifice ourselves to help them?” Asahi interjected.

“But why rescue us then? What made us so different from the others?” Gabimaru persisted, his eyes trained keenly on the Fox Chief.

“Because all of you are stronger and far more intelligent than the previous ‘victims.' And you have valid reasons to survive this ordeal and return home. Personal reasons and convictions that motivate you to continue fighting. That moved me, so I wish to help. Besides, we no longer want to stand by and watch the experimenters continue with their atrocities and cruelties,” Seimei stated.

The truth is, there is a reason among you why I must step in now. My only reason. He mused quietly to himself.

Sagiri studied Seimei as he spoke. She had noticed him looking intently at Shion since they sat down for dinner. Though his face was a mask of serenity and his posture relaxed, the female Asaemon could sense some inner turmoil within the immortal being.

Does Seimei know Sir Shion? Why does he keep looking at him?

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Images, dozens of them, clear as day, assailed Shion's mind as they sat around the fire, listening to Seimei. He gasped quietly, helpless to stop them.

…There was a temple-it was not exactly large, but beautiful and well-maintained. He could even smell the incense and the offerings, hear the prayers uttered by the worshippers…

…A large statue of Hu-Xian Ye* was placed on the altar, lifelike and beautiful. Large plates of fruits and eggs were placed on the table as offerings, where an elaborately decorated incense holder stood in the middle, holding hundreds of smoldering joss sticks…

…He was standing behind a pillar, well hidden from view, watching the tall figure in white as it glided gracefully among the crowd with an amused expression. Once, the figure went to the altar and grabbed a peach, biting into it while scrutinizing the statue of the Celestial Fox with an amused expression. As he watched him, his heart felt full and throbbed with an intense emotion….

What is this feeling?

Why do I feel this way about the figure in white?

Who is he?

And…why do I feel so hot and dizzy? Why do I feel as though my body’s on fire?

Nurugai glanced at Shion when he gave a low moan. Puzzlement turned to worry and worry to shock when she noticed his paleness and the sickly sheen of perspiration dotting his forehead. Before she could utter a word, he collapsed to his side.

“SENSEI!”

Quick as a bolt of lightning, Seimei appeared beside Shion. He cradled the moaning blind samurai in his lap carefully and took his pulse. Seimei frowned and, in one fluid motion, removed the silver belt and lowered the top part of the robe to Shion’s waist. What was revealed had the Celestial Fox cursing viciously and the rest of the group swallowing hard in dismal.

Most of the wounds that Shion had sustained had healed nicely and turned a light pink. Except one on his right torso-it was large and a raw, angry red, oozing blood and a pale greenish liquid.

Seimei touched the festering wound gingerly. Though his fingertips barely grazed the surface, Shion writhed and arched his back with an agonized cry. Nurugai rushed toward her Sensei with a distressed cry, only to be held firmly back by Harumi. Seimei tightened his grip around the injured man, murmuring words of comfort in a language foreign to the gathering humans.

“There is some residual venom in his system that infected this wound. We need to purge it immediately.”

As the Celestial Fox spoke, his eyes glowed as if lit from deep within. A sharp talon grew from his left index finger, and he ran it over the lesion, scoring the inflamed flesh. Blood, a dark sinister green, spurted from the cut and ran in rivulets down Shion’s mid-section, pooling near his belly button.

Shion could hear them, the muffled voices. He could not make out what they were saying, but the sounds were enough to tell him he was still alive. The pain spoke to him as well, letting him know that he was clearly not out of the woods. Yet.

“Little Dragon, it’s all right. You’ve been so brave, so strong. Just be brave for a little while more. For me, please. It will be over soon, I promise.”

A murmur cut through the voices and the pain-soothing and achingly familiar. It made his heart quiver again with that strange, intense feeling, and his throat constricted with unshed tears. Who's talking to him? And why does he feel like crying?

Then he felt something slide over him, like silk. Just a flutter over his skin, under it, then deeper, deeper still to where the pain was clenched in fists. Then the silk heated, then it burned. Oh, God. And the fire of it forced those fists open until the pain spread and broke into a thousand jagged pieces.

In his head, the silver-haired samurai screamed foul curses and obscenities that would turn the air blue and thoroughly shatter his reputation as a well-respected Sensei of the Yamada Asaemon clan. But all that passed through his chalk-white lips were inaudible croaks and groans. He sucked in air and trembled as a fistful of fresh pain exploded. But it slowly ebbed away and became a steady throb that finally receded as a cool wave washed over him.

Nurugai choked on a sob as she watched Shion tremble and convulse in Seimei’s arms, the pool of infected blood growing. Harumi squeezed the young girl’s shoulders in a reassuring hug and met Sagiri’s tear-streaked face. She reached a hand out to the female samurai, who took it in gratitude.

“Don’t worry. Shion will be fine. Trust me, and trust Seimei,” she reassured. Sagiri shook her head tearfully.

“How long more must it take? I can’t bear it…”

As if on cue, the blood, which now flowed a healthy crimson, slowed to a mere trickle and stopped completely. At almost the exact moment, the glow in Seimei's eyes faded, and he sat back, arms still around Shion.

“He’s all right now. I have purged the venom completely. All he needs is a good rest.”

Everyone looked in disbelief as the wound, festering and raw and bleeding mere seconds ago, began to heal, knitting close as though sewn together by an invisible hand. Soon all that remained was a palm-sized jagged circle, tenderly pink. They googled even more when Seimei conjured a small crystal bottle out of nothing, and the pool of tainted blood, glistening dully with an oily sheen on Shion’s pale flesh, flowed in a graceful arc towards the bottle and into it. Once the blood was collected, the Celestial Fox capped the bottle, and it vanished with a flick of his hand.

“Why did you collect Shion’s infected blood?” Fuchi questioned when he found his voice.

Seimei looked up at the yellow-haired Asaemon after popping a pill into Shion’s mouth.

"I want to examine the blood, see if I can identify the venoms. I plan to create an antidote. In any case, I enjoy studying things, making my own potions and salves. Basically, medical and healing-related stuff."

Unsurprisingly, Fuchi’s eyes sparkled with interest and excitement at the word medical. “Can I see how you work? I want to learn more about the Tensen too! And I love medicines and…”

“To dissect things to know how their internals look like," Seimei finished drily before flashing a sharp smile at Fuchi, which had the latter shivering slightly. "I know what you're fantasizing about, my boy. But I'll allow you to work with me and Keiko on some healing stuff. Just don’t push your luck too far. And…don’t act on your thoughts. Or I’ll toss you over the cliffs.”

Sagiri noted that Shion was still reclining in Seimei’s lap, with the Celestial Fox’s arms wrapped snugly around the blind samurai’s waist while speaking to Fuchi. As the platinum-haired man muttered and shifted restlessly, Seimei moved his left hand and cupped his cheek tenderly, almost lovingly. Much to Sagiri's astonishment, Shion snuggled closer to the immortal at the intimate contact and sighed contently.

They look like a pair of cuddling lovers...Anyway, I never knew that Sir Shion had this vulnerable, childlike side to him. He's always so strong and confident.

The young samurai looked away to see Yuzuriha and Nurugai also looking at the two males with interest and curiosity. Just then, Keiko hurried to Seimei’s side and knelt.

“Seimei, I’m so sorry. I didn’t detect the venom earlier…it was my fault that Shion got so sick. I’m really sorry….” Keiko broke off and bowed her head, weeping brokenly. She had grown extremely fond of the silver-haired man and was wrecked with guilt about what just happened.

Seimei smiled and placed a hand on the young vixen’s chin to lift her head up.

“It’s not your fault, little one. The amount of residual venom was too minuscule to be detected easily. You have already done an excellent job.” So saying, the Celestial Fox got to his feet with Shion in his arms.

“I think we should call this a night. We have enough adventure and information for the day. Let’s continue our conversation tomorrow morning. I want to speak to you about our battle plans. Have a good rest, everyone.”

With that, Seimei strode off briskly, leaving the humans behind with questions and intrigue buzzing through their minds. The trio of foxes stared after their Chief’s departing figure, a heavy uneasiness and despair weighing upon them as the final piece of the puzzle clicked into place, and their doubts were confirmed.

Shion was the one that Seimei had been waiting for. And that could only mean one thing….

*Hu-Xian Ye (狐仙爷): The Celestial Fox Fairy (male)

*The nine-tail fox is one of the most well-known and, sadly, controversial mythological figures in Chinese and East Asian legends. The earliest historical records of the mythical creature first appeared in the Shanhaijing (Classic of Mountains and Seas), compiled from the Warring States period to the Western Han period (circa fourth to circa first century BC). Initially, it was depicted as a benevolent creature. However, later Chinese dynasties turned the nine-tail fox into an evil demon that often took on the form of a beautiful seductress who would bewitch men to kill and eat them.

*According to Taoist records, the fox fairy is a deity worshipped by people in North and Northeastern China. The deity can be represented as either male or female, whose animal form is a nine-tailed fox. It is the Chinese equivalent of the Japanese Shintō cult of Inari Ōkami, both god(desses) of the foxes or collective representations of the fox spirits.

#hells paradise #jigokuraku #yamada asaemon sagiri #yamada asaemon shion #yamada asaemon tenza #fanfic #gabimaru #nurugai #yuzuriha #山田浅ェ門士遠

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