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INDEX: MOOD

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“Jenny, is it true you’re secretly married to Salamander?”

The neon advertisements outside the studio painted Jenny Realight’s dressing room in shifting pink and electric blue. She paused halfway through applying her lipstick.

“Secretly?” Jenny repeated. “Please. I simply value privacy.”

Across the room, Mirajane Strauss smiled sweetly while scrolling through tomorrow’s modeling schedule. “So that wasn’t Natsu Dragneel waiting outside on a combat bike?”

“No.”

“He had your name painted on the fuel tank.”

“Lots of people are named Jenny.”

“He kissed you.”

Jenny snapped the lipstick shut. “Cyberpunk bounty hunters have strange greetings.”

A violent explosion rattled the windows.

“JENNY!” Natsu shouted from the street below. “YOUR HUSBAND NEEDS HELP! THE TARGET BROUGHT A MECH!”

Jenny’s eye twitched.

Mirajane slowly looked toward her.

“…Husband?” she asked, her smile widening.

Jenny marched to the window and leaned outside. Natsu stood atop a burning armored van, waving enthusiastically while three gang members and a malfunctioning security drone closed in on him.

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO WAIT UNTIL AFTER MY SHOOT!”

“They shot first!”

“You set their headquarters on fire!”

“It was already mostly on fire!”

Jenny sighed, grabbed the compact plasma pistol hidden beneath her designer coat, and turned toward Mirajane.

“This changes nothing,” she declared. “You’re still my professional rival.”

“Of course,” Mirajane replied. “Though I never expected your husband to be the infamous Salamander.”

Jenny’s expression softened as another explosion illuminated Natsu’s ridiculous grin.

“He’s loud, reckless, and ruins every attempt I make at keeping our marriage private.”

Natsu waved again. “LOVE YOU, JENNY!”

Jenny blushed furiously.

Code Geass x Persona series

If They Had a Kid: Lelouch vi Britannia x Ann Takamaki

Name: Lucien vi Britannia

Gender: Male

General Appearance: Lucien inherits Lelouch's refined facial features and violet eyes, paired with Ann's blonde hair accented by soft black streaks. Tall and lean with an athletic build, he carries himself with effortless confidence. His wardrobe blends regal elegance with modern fashion, often wearing tailored coats over stylish casual attire.

Personality: Calm, charismatic, and exceptionally intelligent, Lucien is a natural strategist like his father. However, he also possesses Ann's warmth, empathy, and willingness to stand up for those being mistreated. While he enjoys planning several steps ahead, he prefers solving problems with diplomacy before resorting to manipulation.

Special Talents:

Brilliant tactical and political mind

Exceptional charisma and public speaking

Skilled actor capable of blending into almost any social setting

Talented chess player

Surprisingly good at modeling and fashion thanks to Ann's influence

Strong leadership qualities that inspire genuine loyalty

Who they like better: Ann. She's easier to approach and more openly affectionate, though Lucien deeply admires and respects Lelouch.

Who they take after more: About 60% Lelouch and 40% Ann—he inherits Lelouch's intellect and composure while balancing them with Ann's compassion and emotional intelligence.

Personal Headcanon: Lucien is one of the few people who can casually tease Lelouch without consequence. Whenever his father starts delivering one of his dramatic speeches, Lucien simply says, "Dad... normal people only asked what time dinner is," causing Ann to burst into laughter while Lelouch quietly clears his throat and shortens his speech.

Code Geass x Persona series

Lelouch vi Britannia, Ann Takamaki

Dongtan Dress

Lelouch, what do you think of Ann wearing a dongtan dress?

Ann twirled in her fitted charcoal-gray dress and cardigan before Lelouch.

"Well?"

Lelouch looked up from his chessboard.

"...It suits you."

Ann pouted.

"That's all?"

"It is elegant," he replied. "Simple, refined, and very flattering. It suits you well."

She smiled.

"So... you think I look pretty?"

Lelouch met her eyes.

"I assumed that was already obvious."

Ann blinked before breaking into a grin.

"Wow... that was actually romantic."

"It was merely an observation."

She laughed and kissed his cheek.

"Keep telling yourself that."

From the couch, C.C. smirked.

MK Intro

Gohan Vs Rias

(The screen fades in from black. The arena is a shattered wasteland of floating obsidian islands suspended over a swirling vortex of crimson and gold energy. The announcer's voice booms with thunderous excitement!)

ANNOUNCER: ROUND ONE! FIGHT!

Rias: (Steps forward, her crimson hair flowing like a river of blood, a sphere of destructive energy crackling in her palm) "I’ve faced gods and devils, but your energy is… unlike anything I’ve ever sensed!"

Gohan: (Adjusts his glasses, giving a polite but firm smile as a faint white aura begins to shimmer around him) "I don't usually like to fight, but I can tell you're not holding back. I can't do that either!"

Rias: (A confident, predatory smirk crosses her lips) "Good. I prefer my opponents spirited. Let's see if your strength matches your confidence!"

ANNOUNCER: ROUND TWO! FIGHT!

Gohan: (Now in his Ultimate form, eyes sharp and aura blazing with intensity) "That Power of Destruction… it’s terrifying! It feels like it could erase everything it touches!"

Rias: (Hovering in the air, wings of midnight black unfurling with a powerful snap) "It is the pride of the Gremory clan! A force that bends the very fabric of existence to my will!"

Gohan: (Drops into a combat stance, the ground beneath him cracking from the sheer pressure) "Then I'll just have to be faster than the erasure! Come at me with everything you've got!"

ANNOUNCER: ROUND THREE! FIGHT!

Rias: (Gasping slightly, her clothes singed, but her eyes burning with an obsessive fire) "Incredible… such raw, unfiltered power! You're not just a warrior; you're a force of nature!"

Gohan: (Wiping a streak of blood from his cheek, his expression hardening into that of a true Saiyan) "You're tougher than you look, Rias. Your resolve is amazing, but I'm just getting started!"

Rias: (Screaming as a massive pillar of crimson energy erupts around her) "I won't be outdone! For the honor of my house, I will crush you!"

ANNOUNCER: FINAL ROUND! FIGHT!

Gohan: (A sudden, violent explosion of silver-white energy shatters the surrounding islands. His hair spikes upward, eyes turning red—BEAST GOHAN has arrived) "I'm sorry, but I have to end this now. I'm unleashing my full potential!"

Rias: (Her aura turning a deep, void-like purple, the air screaming in agony as she pushes her demonic power to the absolute limit) "A transformation that shakes the heavens… how exhilarating! This is the peak of battle!"

Soul Eater x Dead or Alive

Worst Date vs Best Date: Maka Albarn x Marie Rose

Worst Date — The Haunted Café

Maka had chosen a quiet café where they could read, drink tea, and enjoy a peaceful afternoon.

Unfortunately, Marie had found another café advertised as “Death City’s Most Terrifying Dining Experience.”

“This place looks fun!” Marie declared.

A skeleton waiter dropped from the ceiling. Maka instinctively drew her scythe and sliced the table in half.

Marie stared at the ruined cake between them. “That was supposed to frighten us.”

“It succeeded,” Maka muttered.

Things worsened when an actor dressed as a kishin grabbed Marie’s shoulder. Marie screamed, kicked him through a decorative coffin, and sent plastic bones flying across the room.

The manager demanded payment. Maka and Marie stood outside twenty minutes later, covered in fake cobwebs.

Marie crossed her arms. “Worst date ever.”

Maka sighed. “Agreed.”

A moment passed.

“Your kick was impressive, though.”

Marie brightened. “And your table-cutting was really cool!”

X-xx-X

Best Date — Books and Blossoms

X-xx-X

Their second attempt began inside Death City Library.

Marie sat beside Maka, quietly sketching cartoon faces into a notebook while Maka read.

“You’re supposed to be studying,” Maka whispered.

“I’m studying you.”

Maka’s face reddened. “That doesn’t even make sense.”

Later, they walked through a small garden beneath the setting sun. Marie bought two strawberry crepes and handed one to Maka.

“No haunted actors?” Maka asked suspiciously.

“No haunted anything,” Marie promised.

They sat beneath a flowering tree, shoulders touching.

“This is much better,” Maka admitted.

Marie smiled and rested her head against Maka’s shoulder. “Does that mean I get another date?”

Maka carefully opened her book to hide her blush.

Marie tries her luck with Ryu, does her flirting skills with him work or not? Multiple women have tried before.

Maka Albarn:

X

Marie Rose:

Soul Eater x Dead or Alive

Maka Albarn, Marie Rose

Switched Attributes

Maka and Marie, what do you think about each other's outfits after switching them?

Maka glared at the frilled lace of Marie's gothic lolita dress, tugging awkwardly at the short hem. "How do you even fight in this? It’s far too… excessive. I feel like a birthday cake!"

Marie, meanwhile, twirled in Maka’s oversized coat, a playful grin on her face. "It’s so modest and scholarly! Very chic in a minimalist way, though it lacks a certain je ne sais quoi."

"It's called 'practicality,' Marie," Maka sighed, blushing as she tripped over a ribbon.

Bleach x Star Wars

Mortal Kombat Intro: Sousuke Aizen vs Darth Vader

Darth Vader: Your illusions cannot deceive the Force.

Sōsuke Aizen: How comforting. You still believe your senses are your own.

Darth Vader: I need no senses to destroy you.

X-xx-X

Sōsuke Aizen: You gave up everything for power, yet remained a servant.

Darth Vader: And you mistook defiance for transcendence.

Sōsuke Aizen: No. I simply refused to bow to a hollow throne.

X-xx-X

Darth Vader: The Hōgyoku has made you dangerously arrogant.

Sōsuke Aizen: Your master said something similar before discarding you.

Darth Vader: You will not speak of him again.

X-xx-X

Sōsuke Aizen: Beneath that armor, I sense anger, regret... and fear.

Darth Vader: You sense only what I allow.

Crossover AU

What happens when Chi-Chi meets Rias? Her son Goten being close to the class president sounds good.

Code Geass x Persona series

Lelouch vi Britannia, Ann Takamaki

Lelouch, when did you figure out that Ann and her friends were the Phantom Thieves?

C.C. glanced up from her pizza with mild curiosity.

"Lelouch, when did you figure out that Ann and her friends were the Phantom Thieves?"

Lelouch leaned back in his chair, a faint smile crossing his face.

"Took me about a week and a half before I figured out that Ann and her friends were the Phantom Thieves," he answered. "A rather long time for me to learn about their secret identities."

C.C. raised an eyebrow.

"For you? That's practically forever."

"It is."

Lelouch picked up a framed photo taken during a day at the amusement park. He, Ann, and the rest of the group were smiling at the camera, looking like nothing more than ordinary friends enjoying the day.

"And I had no interest in telling anyone about it," he continued. "It was not in my interest to reveal their secrets..."

His gaze lingered on the photo before a thoughtful smile appeared.

"...And I found this Metaverse to be...interesting."

"So you kept quiet out of curiosity?" C.C. asked.

"Partly. They were using their abilities against genuinely corrupt individuals while taking considerable risks to themselves. Revealing them would accomplish nothing except destroy capable allies."

A familiar voice spoke up from the doorway.

"So... you knew all that time?"

Ann stood there with her arms crossed, equal parts surprised and amused.

Lelouch met her gaze without missing a beat.

"I did."

"And you never said anything?"

"There was no strategic advantage in doing so."

Ann let out an exasperated sigh before smiling.

"You know, a normal person would've just said, 'I wanted to protect your secret.'"

Lelouch considered that for a moment.

"...That was also a factor."

Ann laughed.

Boa Hancock pretends to be above acting lovey dovey when she sees one of her subordinates acting like that, but then she sees Gohan and she acts just as loving, except she wants more than just going out with him.

Boa Hancock watched one of her Kuja warriors cling to her girlfriend’s arm, whispering sweetly while the woman blushed.

“How shameless,” Hancock declared, folding her arms. “A proud warrior should maintain dignity. Such excessive affection is beneath an empress.”

The couple immediately separated, bowing in embarrassment.

Then someone called from the dock.

“Hancock!”

Son Gohan approached with a smile, carrying a basket of food he had brought for everyone on Amazon Lily.

Hancock’s demeanor transformed.

“Gohan!” she cried, rushing forward and wrapping both arms around him. She pressed against his side, gazing up at him with sparkling eyes. “You traveled all this way merely to see me? How wonderfully devoted!”

“I came to visit everyone,” Gohan clarified gently.

“Of course. Everyone,” Hancock repeated, already imagining a wedding ceremony, matching outfits, and their future home overlooking the sea.

The Kuja warrior she had criticized raised an eyebrow. “Lady Hancock, is this not excessive affection?”

Hancock turned, still gripping Gohan’s arm.

“This is entirely different,” she said proudly. “I am not simply acting lovey-dovey.”

Gohan blinked. “You’re not?”

“No,” Hancock replied, smiling dreamily. “I am planning our marriage.”

Gohan nearly dropped the basket.

Funny, Bad Flirt

Goten to Kawakami

Kawakami was finishing grading papers when Goten leaned against the classroom doorframe with all the confidence of someone who had absolutely no idea what he was doing.

He flashed a bright grin.

“Hey, Kawakami!”

She looked up. “Yes?”

Goten gave a thumbs-up.

“Are you a Senzu Bean? Because whenever I see you… I feel like I can fight another ten villains!”

“…”

“And… uh…”

He snapped his fingers dramatically.

“Your eyes are prettier than a Super Saiyan aura!”

Kawakami blinked once.

“…That’s nice.”

Encouraged by the lack of immediate rejection, Goten continued.

“If beauty gave power levels, yours would be… like… over nine billion!”

“…”

“And if I had the Dragon Balls…”

He pointed at her with complete confidence.

“…I’d wish for a second date with you. Even though we haven’t had a first one yet.”

Silence.

Long.

Painfully long.

Kawakami stared at him with the same expression she reserved for students who proudly handed in a blank test.

“…Who taught you to flirt?”

Goten scratched the back of his head.

“Nobody. I’m improvising!”

“I noticed.”

“I think I’m doing pretty well.”

“You are not.”

“I’ve got more.”

“I believe you.”

“…Want to hear them?”

“No.”

“But this one’s my best.”

Kawakami sighed the sigh of someone who had completely accepted her fate.

“…Go ahead.”

Goten grinned.

“Are you a time machine?”

“…No.”

“’Cause every time I see you…” He gave a triumphant finger-gun. “…I think my future looks brighter!”

Another long pause.

Finally, Kawakami pinched the bridge of her nose.

“…That wasn’t the worst one.”

Goten’s eyes lit up.

“So it worked?”

“No.”

“…Half worked?”

“No.”

“…Quarter worked?”

Kawakami couldn’t stop the tiny smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

“It was… enthusiastically terrible.”

Goten pumped his fist.

“Yes! Improvement!”

Kawakami simply shook her head.

Persona series x Sekirei

Ren Amamiya, Makoto Niijima, Male.Musubi

Ren, were you surprised that Makoto was the only one who can keep up Musuo's training?

“Surprised?” Ren repeated, glancing toward the gym floor.

Makoto Niijima was currently matching Musuo rep for rep.

Not surviving.

Not barely hanging on.

Matching.

Musuo dropped into another set of weighted lunges with that terrifyingly bright smile of his. “Excellent form, Makoto! Keep your spine straight and your spirit brighter!”

Makoto adjusted her gloves, breathing hard but steady. “Understood. Increase the pace if necessary.”

Ryuji, collapsed on a bench nearby, lifted one trembling hand. “No. No, don’t say that. Don’t encourage him.”

Ren took a slow sip from his water bottle.

“At first? A little,” he admitted. “Musuo’s training is… extreme.”

“Extreme?” Ryuji wheezed. “Bro made us do planks while he asked moral philosophy questions!”

Ren ignored him. “But once Makoto started keeping up, it made sense.”

Makoto’s eyes sharpened as Musuo switched drills.

Ren smiled faintly.

“She’s disciplined. Competitive. Stubborn. And she treats training like a test she refuses to fail.”

Makoto caught that, shooting him a look between exercises. “I heard that.”

“It was a compliment.”

“It had better be.”

Musuo clapped happily. “Wonderful teamwork! Next, partner tire flips!”

Ryuji went pale. “Partner what?”

Makoto rolled her shoulders. “Ren, with me.”

Ren sighed, already setting down his water.

Code Geass x Persona series

Lelouch vi Britannia, Ann Takamaki

Ann, what is one thing you really like about Lelouch and one thing you really dislike about him?

Ann Takamaki smiled softly, her expression warming at the thought.

"I like Lelouch for his hidden kindness," Ann answered. "Most people only see this confident, dramatic genius who always acts like he's ten steps ahead. But when no one's looking, he does little things for people without expecting any credit. That's the part of him I love the most."

She then sighed, rolling her eyes with an amused smile.

"And I dislike his arrogance." She added with a dismissive wave. "Seriously, sometimes he walks into a room like the universe personally asked for his opinion. I swear, if humility were a class, he'd insist he could teach it better than the instructor."

Just then, Lelouch, who had been standing just outside the doorway, cleared his throat.

"I wasn't aware my confidence was so offensive."

Ann crossed her arms with a teasing grin.

"It isn't."

"...It's the speeches."

"The speeches?"

"Yes, the speeches. You could ask someone to pass the salt and somehow turn it into a five-minute monologue about strategy, history, and the fate of nations."

Lelouch paused.

"...That seems like a slight exaggeration."

Ann simply gave him a knowing look.

He thought about it for a moment.

Code Geass x Persona series

Love Calculator: Lelouch vi Britannia x Ann Takamaki

Love Calculator Result: 8% - Sorry, but your love is as likely to bear fruit as a mango tree planted on an Antarctic glacier.

X-xx-X

Lelouch stared at the screen in complete silence.

Love Calculator Result: 8%

"Sorry, but your love is as likely to bear fruit as a mango tree planted on an Antarctic glacier."

"..."

"..."

Ann blinked twice before bursting into laughter.

"Pfft—HAHAHA! A mango tree? On an Antarctic glacier? That's so specific!"

Lelouch adjusted his glasses with all the dignity he could muster. "I refuse to believe this algorithm has any scientific merit."

"Oh?" Ann grinned, leaning over his shoulder. "So the great strategist is declaring war on a love calculator?"

"It is objectively flawed."

Ann pointed at the screen. "Or maybe it's calling you out."

"My success rate in predicting outcomes is significantly higher than ninety-two percent."

"And yet," Ann teased, poking his cheek, "you somehow scored an eight."

Lelouch frowned at the number as if it had personally insulted his lineage.

"I have outmaneuvered empires."

"Mm-hmm."

"I orchestrated global-scale operations."

"Sure did."

"And I lose to... a website comparing us to frozen fruit?"

Ann laughed so hard she had to wipe away a tear.

"Okay, okay... that's actually kind of adorable."

"There is nothing adorable about statistical slander."

She nudged him with her shoulder.

"So... what now, Your Majesty?"

Lelouch's violet eyes narrowed at the monitor.

"We test its methodology."

Ann raised an eyebrow.

"...You want to beat the love calculator?"

"I intend to expose its weaknesses."

Five minutes later...

They had entered random celebrity names.

A toaster.

A goldfish.

A chessboard.

Pizza.

Zero.

Panther.

The results were wildly inconsistent.

Ann was laughing so hard she could barely breathe.

Lelouch folded his arms with a victorious nod.

"As expected. The algorithm is irrational."

Ann smiled warmly at him.

"So... our actual chances?"

Lelouch looked at her for a long moment before allowing himself a faint smile.

"I believe they're considerably better than eight percent."

Ann slipped her hand into his.

"Good."

The laptop suddenly refreshed.

Updated Result: 100%

"Error: User persistence has exceeded system expectations."

They looked at the screen.

Then at each other.

Ann giggled.

Lelouch smirked.