Koami!

Hi! I made this account to read, but as I went on I realized I wanted to write too(after being undercover on wattpad for years!). Some backstory about me and my motivations for this account. I was writing around two years ago for c.ai. I had a problem a then, now recovered. My ex friends didn’t help, I wrote intro texts for c.ai. So some of these stories might be similar to them since I would just be continuing them😉 honestly I wanted to share my writing because I figured that would help me heal as well.

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About the y/n or reader some might say. It’s really up to you. Even though I’m AA I don’t like to make reader that. I really just like to make everyone feel included, so they could be immersed in the story and not get interrupted by a different feature.

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ShinjixKisukexReader

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Shinji pulled your face closer to your chin. He leaned in, kissing you deeply. He bit your lip lightly, teasing. You let out a tiny sound. He grinned and pulled back. Wanting more he came in.. Staring into your eyes before you were pulled away. Kisuke had a pout as he looked down at you. Then he came in and kissed you more assertively. Pulling you closer by the back of your neck. Despite how strong he came in, he became more gentle in the kiss. Even moving his hand up your neck to the back of your hairline. You let out a squeak. Which makes Shinji scoff. When the kiss broke you were pulled right back into one with Shinji. The cycle doesn’t end..

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You were the third in their trio. Shinji, Kisuke, and you went to the academy together. Kisuke a year younger but that didn’t bother you two. The two boys usually annoyed you or teased you. So getting you drunk so you can yell at them was fun. And it got their cocks hard.

You all sat in your office, since you were also a captain. It was late Friday night you all had been drinking. You sat in the middle of the two rambling about something. Neither of the boys were paying attention. They were looking at your exposed cleavage from bending over to pour shots. Then Shinji looked up, his eyes meet Kisuke’s. They shared one drunken thought.

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You were sitting between kisuke’s legs. His legs holding yours open. Your bare back against his bare chest. His hands were all over your chest. Rolling his pointer fingers over your hardened nipples. He was a chest guy.. drooling at the sight of your breast in his hands. Soft and flexible.

Shinji? Between your legs eating your cunt like the last fruit on earth. His tongue rolled over your clit before burying it into your pussy. The tip of his nose pressed against your clit. One hand, fingering you with his tongue. He got off on making you cum with one finger. His other hand pumping his cock from below.

You moaned into the air, squirming. Kisuke leaned in to kiss the corner of your mouth, that was dripping with drool.

“You’re really good at this. Cum for a fourth time?”

“Like a slut..”

Shinji muttered from below. Which earned him a whine from you. He grinned against your pussy before moving his finger faster. You gasp and tilt your head back to rest on Kisuke’s shoulder. Kisuke snickered.

“I can’t take anymore…! Shinjiii…!”

Part two.

Most of the day had passed. You stayed in Zanka’s room. Where else would you go? Zanka was asleep anyways.. he needed the rest. When you realize the sun is starting to set, you remember to head back to your room. Maybe a bath would relax you. Bath houses were more common in this capital. So you head to your room to grab some clothes before heading to the bath house.

You were lucky. Most of the people there were lower ranked. Maids, servants, cooks. You thought Lady Luck was on your side. Dipping into the warm water you feel your muscles relax significantly. Letting your hair down, you feel so much better..

So why the hell was Goka in your damn mind?!

You just had to replay the last conversation you had with him in your head. Why did he seem almost sympathetic? Maybe your mind was playing tricks on you. You weren’t ashamed of your past. And you damn sure didn’t need his judgment. You rub your neck, annoyed thinking about him. The jerk who made your day worse. You take a deep breath, clearing your mind.

Water drips as you get out of the bath. A path of wet footprints follow you as you head to the bench where your bag sat. After a quick dry, you slip into your nightgown. A long dark red gown, with spaghetti straps and a deep neckline. You sigh as you dry your hair.

Towel drying your hair was annoying. Since blow dryers were so much more effective at the headquarters.. your eyes were downcasted as you walked. You weren’t paying attention since you were still thinking about your hair.

You hit right into a wall. A warm wall. That doesn’t make sense. Walls also don’t grunt. You look up immediately, your gaze if met by Goka. There is a long silence before you speak first, taking a step back.

“Oh I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention”

“I can tell.”

You narrow your eyes ever so slightly. You were trying to be the bigger person. Before you can come up with a clever retort Goka speaks up, his voice low. Dangerous low.

“You smell.. okay.”

“What does that mean?”

“Whatever you think it means.”

You furrow your brows. Even more confused. Racking your brain for an answer. You didn’t notice how Goka’s gaze fell to your collarbones and shoulders.. his adam’s apple bobbed. You noticed that, tilting your head slightly before speaking.

“Something wrong?”

“You should get to your room-“

“Where I was headed”

“Can you let me finish?”

That caught you off guard. Not the question. But the way he took a step forward, and the way his voice scratched your brain. You crashed, he spoke up continuing.

“Get to your room, don’t be alone at night. Dumb idea doctor.”

You finally catch up. You nod, and he stares. Another tense quiet. But this tense is a new one. One that totally catches you off guard.. the type that makes you shiver. You tilt your head and look away, trying not to be awkward

“Yeah I should. It’s not that odd being out late. I mean I would be out so late if your family updated their ways.”

You were talking, Goka wasn’t listening. He was staring at your neck. You didn’t notice cause you were talking trying to fill the silence. His expression was melancholy, his thoughts anything but boring. He clenched his jaw. How dare you make him feel like this. Not to mention your scent. You smell like strawberry, vanilla, and brown sugar(main notes in strawberry mochi). Goka closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Opening your eyes to find you still talking. After a minute of your rambling he spoke up

“Go. Now.”

His sharp tone took you off guard. Now he was being rude again? You narrow your eyes, looking back to him. He didn’t give you another chance to speak. He took your wrist to drag you to your room. To him this was an extra cautious approach. You needed to be away from him and confined.

You tried to struggle but what was the point? You took a deep breath, being the bigger person. Your gaze fell on his back, he had nice muscles.. your gaze started up top, but fell to his hips. He looked strong all over.. before you knew it you were back at your room. Blinking a few times you look up at Goka, who was staring back. After a moment he spoke,

“You're welcome.”

“I didn’t ask for this.”

Your glare made him shut up. Not in the way you were thinking. He swallowed hard, before turning away. You stare, a thought crosses your mind.. how would it feel to run your hand up his neck.. you shake your head quickly. Then make the hasty decision to follow. Two steps in he stops. He looked over his shoulder. Before he could speak you beat him to it

“You’re not going to argue back? Why are you in such a bad mood? Did me bumping into you ruin you so bad”

You snap, he brushes a hand through his hair and sighed annoyed.

“That’s not it.”

“I thought we were getting over the petty drama.”

“We are.”

“So why are you acting weird?”

Goka finally faces you. He stares you down. He was back in front of you in two steps. He took a deep breath, another mistake. He furrowed his brows. You raise an eyebrow,

“Is my perfume throwing you off that much? If I knew that could keep you away I would have used it long ago..”

“That’s not it. I told you, it’s fine.”

You scoff, what does fine mean? Is it horrible or does it like it? Why do you care! You take a step forward, breaking that personal space bubble. Goka stares down at you.

“I thought we were-“

“We aren't anything.”

You pause. Then glare at him. So what the hell were the little moments then? He pissed you off. You raise your hand to slap him, for his rudeness. But he caught your wrist. He pulled your wrist close to his face, closing his eyes he took a deep breath.

“You smell good. Amazing even.. is that what you want? It’s perfect.”

Your gaze softens, ever so slightly. You didn’t pull your wrist back. Goka didn’t pause. He kissed that mole on your wrist, kissing his way up your arm. You should be mad at him. But you let out a soft breath. In seconds Goka was a clingy bastard. His left arm wrapped around your waist pulling you in. His nose brushed against your neck. That damn perfume was driving him crazy. You couldn’t imagine how clingy he was.. but yet here he was taking your scent so greedily..

“Goka..”

Your voice, so quiet and soft make Goka come back to his senses. He pulled his head away, you were quicker pulling him back by his collar to scold him

“Don’t you dare leave now.”

“We shouldn’t..”

“No one’s going to know.”

You take him by his wrist, pulling him into your room. Goka even though he wasn’t someone to smile, he was happy.

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Oh Goka bit off more than he could chew. His head was dizzy, watching you bounce on his cock. He was trying his very best to stay quiet. The way your breast moved was also encouraging. He placed his hands on your hips. He found a mole on the top of your chest and leaned down kissing it.

You moan and push him back against the headboard. You place your hands on his shoulders. Your pussy was so warm and tight around his cock. You squeeze a bit and he let out a soft whimper. He looked up at you with soft eyes, wanting to kiss you all over..

Goka bucked his hips up wanting his cock in deeper. Your breath hitched and you hit his chest,

“You want to be a good boy right?”

Your tone makes him whimper. He bites his lip. Your moans grew louder as you came closer to your release. Goka knows you're close by the way you're squeezing. His grip tightened on your hips

You rock your hips faster, then that feeling of a knot snapping came. You came all over his cock. Goka came too but he wasn’t done. He flipped the both of you over. You tried to protest but he pushed you face down, lifting your hips up.

He slammed his cock right back in your pussy, you let out a squeak. This time his thrusts were rough and unforgiving. A punishment for all the crap you’ve given him.

You could only take it. And moan into the pillow. Your back arched as he lifted your hips up more into the air. You reach back to rub your clit, but Goka caught you. He took both your wrists and forced them behind your back. Damn.

You were seeing stars. You knew hell guards were fit but this was too much..! You whine and speak up

“Goka..! Please I’m tired..!”

Goka almost felt bad, almost. He remembered how you teased him while riding his cock and that made the thrusts faster. He grunted and shook his head

“Take it all.”

“But- Goka..!-“

“All of it.”

Goka didn’t let up. His balls slapped against your pussy. You bite into the pillow. He really wasn’t letting up. You felt like you were going to cum again

“Goka I’m-“

“I know, cum.”

His tone was serious but so hot! You came as soon as he told you too. After a few more frantic thrusts from him, he came too. When he pulled out he looked at your pussy, leaking cum. You slumped down ready for a deep sleep. Goka sighed and after catching his breath wraps you up in a blanket to take you to wash up..

This is fanon!!! This did nothing happen in the gachiakuta world and I made this ending up for the most recent arc. Just wanted to say that to clear up any confusion. 😊 A bit of backstory: you and Goka know each other. When Zanka was grabbed by Enjin, you were there. Of course there was a bit of a fight. Ever since you saw Goka there were always arguments and dirty looks.

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The doll festival aftermath was a complete disaster. It was a devastating loss for both Hell guards and the Cleaners. With deaths, destruction, and more. Both meant to be protectors, yet neither saw the damage Mymo had in store. But a positive, the two organizations came together to clean the mess up.

With their joint temporary union they split the work. Most Hell Guards and Cleaners were assigned to the doll festival area, to locate people and help rebuild. But there was the issue of Zanka Nijiku. The run away Hell Guard. He was taken back to the Nijiku capital, by his older brother in hopes to heal him.

Goka, the serious and blunt man you dreaded coming across. He had major influence in the Nijiku capital. With his last name and his status as second in command. When you arrived with Enjin to retrieve Zanka you were met with resistance of course.. Enjin did most of the talking, you stayed in the background.

Finally you got the story. Zanka was still healing, slowly. You got permission to go in and help alongside Hell Guards doctors. The first few days you managed to avoid Goka like the plague. Oh how easy it was. You blended in with the crowds. Wore masks when walking with the doctors. Overall it was going great.

One evening as you were in Zanka’s room that lucky streak broke. You were checking his tubes when Zanka spoke, his voice weak and calm. He was always good at faking nonchalance..

“You’re.. not fighting with my brother yeah..?”

Zanka asked as he looked up at you. You loved Zanka like a little brother.. You take a deep breath before speak up

“Of course not. Goka and I are getting along fine. We even talked the other night!”

A lie. You avoided that man like your life depended on it. You didn’t want to tell Zanka because what he didn’t know couldn’t hurt him. And you didn’t want him to feel a certain way. You knew he had a complicated relationship with his older siblings. You didn’t need to open the wound and pour salt on it.

Then the doors slid open, man of the hour walked in, closing the door behind him slowly. When you saw him you paused. Gave your best “friendly but I still hate you” smile as you stood up straight. Goka, gave no smile back. He simply looked at you, then Zanka. Almost dismissing you. Which made you want to throw the vase of fake flowers Rudo gave Zanka, at Goka. Goka spoke up, interrupted your fantasy of that.

“Zanka. You should eat more. Our doctors can take care of you better.”

You feel your eye twitch. ‘Better doctors? What a diss.’ You think as you look at Goka. The annoyance written all over your face. Goka looked at you after his diss. Prompting you to look away. Zanka looked between you two. You felt Zanka’s gaze on you, almost questioning your last conversation. Then you spoke up,

“Goka. I was about to leave. Zanka needs his rest. You should also find the door.”

You say as you walk to the doors. As you walk past Goka you couldn’t help but mutter something to him.

“If you can find it with that hat of yours.”

A diss. You couldn’t let him call you a bad doctor and get away with it. Before Goka could turn to you he was met with the door being closed and you gone. After a moment he gave a curt nod to Zanka, as a good night. Then he left the room as well.

When you walked out, you immediately tried to speed walk down the hall. In heels it was hard to be quiet. No use for it though because Goka just called out for you

“Y/N. A moment?”

His question was not a question. More like an order. You look over your shoulder to find him walking towards you. You sigh and shove your hands in your pockets..

“What.. It's late. Can we talk tomorrow?”

“No. Why worried?”

“Your voice is very annoying. Is that an accent?”

Goka scoffed and rolled his eyes. He looked down at you annoyed. After crossing his arms over his chest he raised an eyebrow.

“The doll festival. How is the clean up?”

His question made you pause. You furrowed your brows, then sighed dramatically.

“I don’t know. I’ve been staying here in the compound.”

“Is that so? Where.”

“Near the- wait. Why would I tell you?”

Your question made Goka think, why did he care.. he sighed then rubbed his forehead, like he was annoyed, then he spoke.

“If something goes wrong with Zanka, where could we find you?”

“The other doctors know I’m sure you don’t need too”

“No need for your petty attitude. I’ll ask them”

You feel your eye twitch again. You take a deep breath. Of course he would make this hard.. you were about to speak up when Goka turned away and started to head off. You blink a few times. You had a sense of dread for tomorrow…

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Tomorrow came. Before the sun even came up you were woken up to loud voices outside. You got out of your bed annoyed.. you were staying in the guest wing. So why when you looked outside was Goka there training a young army in the courtyard. You wanted to open the window and scream at him. Of course he would wake you up with a whole damn army.

Looking at him from the window it annoyed you how much it looked like he didn’t care. He was shirtless.. which distracted you a bit. He was a handsome asshole. You watched the training from the window. It was loud, even louder if you opened the damn window.

So you did the adult thing and gave up. Went back to bed. Put the pillows over your ears, then the blankets over your head..

By the time you went to check on Zanka you were tired. Not exhausted so to say, but noticeably more tired. Once the nurses briefed you on zanka’s current state, you walk in, pulling your mask up prepared to blend in with the doctors again.

You were so focused on changing zanka’s bandaging that you didn’t notice the doctors and staff leaving. Well you did, but you paid it no mind. That was until a voice made you pause..

“Y/L/N. Trying to hide?”

You slowly look up. In your head trying to give the voice different names but- Goka. He was standing right at the door. Not in his uniform. A black turtleneck, and jeans. Wow your eyes are struggling to stay up. You clear your throat and slowly stand, trying to deepen your voice

“I think you have the wrong person.. I’m not-“

“Cut it out. The mole on your wrist gave you away.”

You immediately roll your sleeves of your doctor’s coat down. That damn mole on the inside of your wrist gave it away? Pissed you off. You sigh then tie off the bandage you were working on.

“Fine. What do you want Goka?”

“Walk. Let’s go.”

You tilt your head. ‘Walk? Let’s go? That the hell message is that? Is he telling me to leave?’ You tried to think as fast as you could but that didn’t help. Goka was already walking away, expecting you to follow. You quickly take off your gloves, mask, and wash your hands. You dry your hands on your doctor coat as you follow Goka out.

The two of you walk outside along the sidewalks. You couldn't help but look around. The Nijiku capital was full of resources. Like live plants, good food, and safe tap drinking water.. you push that feeling of envy down as soon as you feel it.

“How is he? Good yes?”

Goka suddenly asks, breaking your thoughts. You think for a moment, your answer needs to be careful. Not to piss him off. After a moment you finally speak,

“Zanka is fine. He’s recovering nicely. Is that what you brought me out here for?”

“Yes.”

Goka was blunt. You stare at him blankly, he was honest. That’s what made your arguments more personal to you. He spoke his mind, whether it was needed or not. You finally nod and look away,

“Then can I go back?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“We are bonding.”

You stare at Goka dumbfounded. Bonding? He called this bonding? Walking along a path, of beautiful nature by the way, in silence. You look away. It wasn’t too bad actually.. when you’re behind him you can think all you want about his back, waist, ass, thighs- ‘wait don’t go there. Bonding. Bonding. This is bonding.’ You think as you look away.

The nature wasn’t too bad. You didn’t grow up with this stuff. You grew up fighting for your food, experiencing punishments, and-

“Where are you from? Before the cleaners groomed you.”

Goka asked suddenly. The question made you pause. You narrowed your eyes slightly as you glared at the back of Goka’s head. He walked fast, so naturally you were a step behind. Still. So you spoke first.

“They didn’t groom me. I left myself at 16.”

“16 is young to make a big life decision.”

You grit your teeth. He’s right. Of course he is. You were practically a baby,

“I didn’t grow up a prince.”

“Really? Every cleaner I met said you were a princess.”

You pause. That dumb name Enjin introduced you when you joined team Akuta.. Princess Y/N. Make you scoff every time, but this time you managed to stay calm,

“Not for royalty. My mother worked in a brothel. She was a Princess, the highest title. When I was born I was raised to take her place.”

That time Goka didn’t have a sharp response. He only nodded after a moment. Then he cleared his throat and spoke,

“I take it you hate the nickname..”

“Very much. So to answer your first question. I’m from the south’s entertainment district. I joined because.. I didn’t want to be a princess.”

Goka nodded. He was quiet for a long time. You almost thought the conversation was over.. then he spoke up

“Those places.. aren’t child friendly”

You blink, again, then a few more times. You couldn’t tell if he was dense or just blunt. You take a deep breath. Bonding.

“Uh yeah no they aren’t. I wouldn’t think training kids to be killers is child friendly either but..”

“That isn’t Hell Guard. We have reason and discipline”

“So a cult. I don’t have much experience in that”

Goka sighed loudly, making you remember your weren’t supposed to argue. He shook his head, then you spoke again to smooth it over

“But I don’t assume you have experience either ..”

You say carefully as you look away. He noticed your carefully chosen words, the look away, and your body language. He sighed again, this time softer and not so agitated. In your mind you cheer, you calmed him down.

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The walk ends when Goka is pulled back to his work. You cheer internally once more. Alone in a pretty garden.. you want to pick the flowers but you had no idea of the rules. You figured you should get back to Zanka’s room. The faster he healed the faster you two would be able to leave back to the cleaner's headquarters.