Queen Endless

FANDOMS I'LL DO:

Solo Leveling

Twisted Wonderland

Jujutsu Kaisen

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss

Knights of Guinevere

Zenless Zone Zero

Persona 5 in general (idk about Tactica and Phantom X cause I don't know them that well)

Persona 3 in general

Date Everything

Poppy Playtime

Marvel Rivals

Wind Breaker

SK8 THE INFINITY

Blue Lock

Dandadan

Dress Up Darling

OSHI NO KO

Demon Slayer

MASHLE

To Be Hero X

KPOP Demon Hunters

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Angst

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Fluff

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AUs

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"This is what I do to cope."

You plainly put it out there as you held her chopped off head by her hair, blood dripping down from where you seared the eldest off by the neck, chucking it at the side of the crumbling wall right after.

"It helps with the stress of things."

You droll off as you incinerate the old man's circumcised testicles off in his powerless camper with a speck of white flames; the scent of genitals burning made your face scrunch up and walk off as smoke came out

"Unappreciated. Overlooked. Condescending hyppcrites, just as guilty. After all I tolerated and put up with for so fucking long and this is the thanks I get?"

You kick the other lady's decapitated head straight to the curb, this time with more spite wrapped up in gusto, the sting of betrayal fresh and raw.

"What's the point!? What was the point of ANY OF IT?!"

The sight of white flames encroached upon the plot of land, the fire outlining the trees as your own home became a bonfire. The now charred corpses get swallowed up by your power.

Yet the shaking didn't settle down in your weary bones.

Your frayed nerves wouldn't stop pounding.

You waver, tipping over sideways, light headed from the stress straining your mind that weighed upon your tapped out self.

He caught you before you hit the crispy grounds.

"For someone so willing to burn down the world that didn't give a damn about you, you sure let your emotions get the better of you."

Your shallow heaving paired with your feverish mind had his shadows seeping into your unsettled body as he brushed back your dirty hair when you laughed bitterly.

"Shut up. Your family is a miracle compared to mine. I don't need your condescension. I expect cheers for your dear accomplice."

The white flames of revenge get entangled with the violets of his shades that seep into your chest, distorting the chains that bind your death to White Flames, as your laughs distorted to winded cackles to show your deteriorating sanity.

"Are you so certain you wish to help me stiIl? Even when those worthy of your revenge now turned to ash?"

You nod, too worked up to speak as you coughed in your fist, too hot to think straight anymore, the boiling resentment subsiding down to make way for your unbottled ugly sobs.

"I need these flames ... I need a reason ... to keep going ... I can't die yet ... I won't ... I —!"

He rocks you in his lap, cradling you as your symphony of retribution and depression hit his chest and float up into the late night.

"I'm here. I got you. They can't hurt you anymore."

Despite all that's said and done, you were still aching. Over a decade of gaslighting, mistreatment, and isolation with your discrace of a family will do that to your scarred mind.

And here he was, the Shadow Monarch, squeezing you as he brushes your hair and tethers you through the molten storm that ensnared the old to make way for the new.

Crusades across dimensions.

Foes falling to their knees.

In shadows and white flames.

For you two Kings became one.

In battle.

And in matrimony.

Eventually.

◇◆◇◆ Several years later ... ◆◇◆◇

The Shadow Monarch walks through the valley of Death. His army following him in strde past the impaled bodies of his slain foes littering both sides of the pathway.

His obsidian armor gleams as he mutilated his foes. Commander's Authority has him crushing his enemies that dare stand in his way of his goal.

At the end of every mission, his maxed out sense of smell finds your scent, following the fragrance over the trail of iron. Back to his towering abode in the sanctity of his realm.

His violet eyes narrowed behind his helmet at the sight of his son Suho and daughter D/n scurrying about on the front lawn.

The crinkled corners of his eyes match the wry grin growing on his face, seeing them laugh and smile so freely, even more so when they spot him back home.

"Dada!"

"Appa!"

His rumbling low laugh fills the air as his armored suit turns to smoke to reveal his matted hair and his endearing expression.

He lets them trample over him, having them crawling over him as they giggle from his tickles. Their bubbly laughs fill the air right after as he gives them messy buzzing kisses in their cheeks.

"Come on, my little shadows. Your papa wants to hear everything you've been up to since I've been gone. Plus, I'm itching to see your mama again."

Your little rugrats tumbled over their own feet before Jinwoo lifted them up each in his arms; their makeshift thrones, as he stepped inside home sweet home.

Seeing your mochi cheek self radiating such pure white warmth around your figure made him dote you in face smooches until you push his smug face away from your giggling self before you both get these kids washed up and fed.

The moment they're tucked in bed and you get ready to unwind yourself, Jinwoo steps out of the shower, steam coming out of the bathroom.

Just clad in tight black jeans, padding in barefoot, water droplets highlighting the prominent veins in his arms to his torso while he dries up his wet hair with the bath towel. Eyeing you with that usual mix of affection and arousal.

The trimmed pube trail leading down to the evident bulge in his pants makes you press your thighs together at how he stokes the flames of ecstasy in you on a daily basis.

"How would you feel about adding some more little ones to our rambunctious bunch?" He rubs his crotch up against your bum quite slowly while he views your shared reflections staring back at you both.

"We have enough baby buns as is for our towering castle." You breathe through your noise, mumbling around your whimpers while his lithe digits rub your panty covered pussy eagerly; the fabric moist already.

"Aw, come on." He licks your ear as he tugs your panties aside to let his fingers stuff in, pumping your gummy tight walls, smirking at the sloppy sticky sounds made while your whimpering grew needy and in volume. "How else am I gonna get to see your adorably round tummy again? You sound quite eager for it~"

You lean forward with your hands supported on the vanity, your cheeks rippling as his other hand kneads and smacks those smooth peaches. "Aahh~! Jin, you — nngh~ You're obsessed."

"Od course I am. And you deserve to have the best kind of family there is. You, me, our kids ... and possibly more along the way."

To feel those fingers curling in your caverns to where your cum reaches up to his wrist while he pants out those needs in your ear makes you cry out at how deep he's reached.

"Having you waddling around, letting me dote on you, feeling them kicking in your perfect swollen belly~ My pregnant little Monarch." His velvety purr tickles your ear.

"Flattery won't get me pregnant again, Jinwoo Sung —!" You're cut short, gasping as his bath towel wraps around your hands that he grabbed, pinning them to your lower back so swiftly, making you bow forward, pressing your upper bode into the vanity table, having your fanny wiggling up in the air. You smile at his strapping reflection. "Sneaky bastard."

"We're both immortal, my beautiful dear wife." His carnal mouth deeply marks along your neck while his fingers pull out, getting replaced by his veiny thickness, his tip leaking precum in your suckling hole. "And breeding you is my favorite show of love. For all eternity."

White flames stutter out of your figure in response to the raw dogging that's arisen. Your cream lubing his thrusting cock, cum drooling down in rivets along your ass crack. Your throaty whimpers fill the room as he taps to a catchy rhythm. Him carefully yanking on your bound arms to time it with his thrusts.

"I adore our family to bits. They're the ideal family to be around. Only the best for my beloved MILF." He pants out as his torso flexes, his greu eyes darkening staring at the cum encircling where he and you are conjoined.

Your pink rimmed hole puckered with essence while he pistols in and out of your weeping pussy, curling himself deeper and deeper, all to reach your womb. "If you knock me up too hard, I won't be able to walk tomorrow~"

"That's what Im counting on~ Consider this my early gift to you." He teethed on your ear as he felt your squeezing heat suffocate his lengthy friction, sensing his ballsack quivering to just unload, ergo his hardened quickening pace.

Cries of release fill the steamy air. Cream ruptured along the vanity, puddling upon the floor, as his arms kept you standing even as your legs tremble from the aftershock.

"Then breed me up, daddy~"

The moment those visceral words leave your lips, he lifts you up. Dopamine fueled his fatigued being.

The bed squeaks as he lays you down, crawling atop you, your hands adjusted to be pinned above your head, his own hands adjusting your legs to drape over his hips, his rail straight up, starting the next of many rounds. His grey eyes glow with a seductive sheen of violet.

"My bulge in your belly ... perfect~"

◇◆◇◆ A month later ... ◆◇◆◇

The festivities went underway at the castle.

His mom and sister drowned you in congratulatory hugs and kisses.

His dad gave his grandkids piggyback rides.

His brother-in-law Jinho is trying his best not to cry in joy hearing he's getting another niece or nephew along the way.

Suho and D/n playing with their baby cousin C/n on the playmats.

You bounce Suho in your arms while Jinwoo does the same with D/n when his shadow soldiers roll in your birthday cake and everyone begins singing the traditional song in Korean.

The simple design of roses in your favorite colors and preferred flavor greet you with the lite candles.

You take a moment before you blow them out, followed by applause from your friends and family.

Jinwoo kisses you affectionately with that smitten smile. "Happy birthday, angel."

As photos get taken of you both and the kids, the small belly bump accentuated by your party dress is prominent.

Unlike a lifetime ago, when there was no life in your broken eyes, you're positively glowing right now, rosy cheeked with white flames highlighting your hair, eyes, and figure.

You, a King with her fellow King, and your darling children.

The life you're willing to keep and protect, no matter the cost. At all costs. Forever.

Seeing the love spread around to so many lucky souls made you wish you could be as saturated with unbridled intimate affections. The arms that embrace you from behind you jolt you back in awareness of the here and now. They squeeze you. Their face looms over yours. Their kisses dote your flushed, blemished face.

"Hey. You're not alone, remember? We have each other now. And I wouldn't have it any other way. You're more than enough. You always have been. And I'll keep reminding you as such."

Your overstimulated mind filled with what ifs, do's and don'ts get shushed by their scent that fills your nostrils as they gently press your face into the crook of their neck. The opinions of the world, the ideals forced upon you by others, the doubt you have in youe own creq

"Come on you, let's get going. Wash up. Have some warm comfort food. Maybe watch something together. Anything just for you to take it easy and let your mind recharge. There's always tomorrow."

Your broken family that genuinely didn't acknowledge and understand your troubled thoughts for years gets replaced by a found family that you can talk to and just vent with one another about life's shit. Allies, friends, and lovers alike.

"We all love you Y/n. Your weirdness, quirks, every little bit of you that makes up the real you. Not to mention ... very kissable. Hey, don't hide from me. Come here you."

Your torso flares up when you don't get enough good sleep due to your chronic fatigue making it hard to do anything anymore now become a mystifying experience as your special someone's unique ability and/or charm helps settle your damaged nerves and put your mind to sleep. Them keeping the heating pad on your chest while you slept helped.

"You're safe. You're in a safe place. Deep breathes with me. In and out. Don't think. Just unwind ... be loose ... rest now, angel. It's ok now. I'm here."

Starved for touch, for comfort, for them in general has you clinging to them in general. Mutually, they took seek your presence whenever they too have had it rough. Public outings means holding hands and glued to each other’s side. Privacy means cuddles in bed followed by several naps just to rest your swollen feet and pounding migraines.

"You really do help keep me grounded, even when all else fails. Guess we all have doubts. Scars hidden beneath. I just ... really needed this. Yeah, I missed you ... I love you too."

None see you the way your significant others do. Going on adventures with them, getting swept up in various hijinks, witnessing them in action kicking ass, showing off for your viewing pleasure, it's the new norm of your life.

Jinwoo finding you the way he did, right at Death's door, had him carrying you in his arms, leading you from a hollow home and existence to his own version of life. Even as his world was ravaged by gates and magic beasts despite him restarting the timeline, humanity's evolution was inevitable.

"You called for me, little nightingale? So, you'd willingly give up your soul to me? Slit yourself and overdose, just to be in my thrall and escape this hell you call life? You're not in your right mind. Then again, it's hard to recall what it feels like to be human again ... very well ... I'll amuse you."

Nursing you back to health, cradling your depressed scarred self through nights of sleep anxiety, calming down your sob wrecking breakdowns with his tender tone, him growing attached to you who falls for the Shadow Monarch in the end might have been fated as well.

"There there, my cute little darling. Your Jin is here. Let me help you smile again. Aww, that's it, there's that gorgeous smile. Your cheeks are so soft and sweet. Let me nibble on them, pretty please."

His gentle perusing through your mind, just to make a hit list, slaughtering every single being that ever dared harm you, whether physically or emotionally. The pile of bloodied gutted bodies that littered the ground was one thing. Having their souls be brought back from the dead to serve you both for eternity was another.

"I hope this pleases you, my dear. Whatever you ask of them, they'll do. They're made to serve you now, for all eternity. None of their hands will touch you, though. I will uphold that great honor."

Marrying you was absolute. And having Suho, yours and his pride and joy, was a miracle. Being the S-Rank child of the Shadow Monarch nearly killed you birthing him. Fortunately, Jinwoo wouldn't allow it. Not when his vessel repair skills paired with Beru's healing abilities aided in keeping your body intact throughout the bloody ordeal.

"He's beautiful, love. I'm so proud of you. However, I understand if you don't wish for anymore kids. I can't bear to see you in that much suffering ever again. Our little guardian is more than enough ... our Suho."

Jinwoo is just as much Suho's father as he is his son's mentor. Sealing away Suho's powers when he was a flying floating infant one day was necessary. However, through your persuasion and kisses, Jinwoo allowed Suho to keep his memories of the shadows. Especially Beru; Suho's favorite of all his dad's shadows.

"You're lucky you're adorable. Beru was this close to flooding the house with his tears. At least Suho gets to keep him as a friend. Bellion and Igris are already working on lesson plans when he's old enough to understand them. If Suho keeping his memories makes you happy, then your wish is mine to fulfill."

Your illustrated, written stories Jinwoo helped you publish were read to Suho during bedtime. You and Jinwoo always end up narrating together to Suho in his footsie pajamas, him nestled in the arms of one of you as the other held open the book to read. The tales of the Shadow Monarch on his many adventures to cure his mother, find his father, and save the world from the Monarchs war, ending with him finding his lovely bride and settling down with their son, the future Monarch of Transcendence.

"Just you wait, Suho. As the years go by, I'll help you get stronger so you can help me protect your mama from any monsters that dare wish her harm. You and me against them all, little guy."

"Jin, please. He's still a baby. I'm not sure he understands anything we're saying right now."

"Of course, love. Sorry about that. It's just ... I'm so happy. You made me a daddy. And you, mommy, are glowing. Our son is the luckiest baby alive, having you as his mama, Y/n. Thank you for being mine. I love you."

"I love you too, honey."

The moment you met, you became the holder of Jinwoo's two hearts. His parents are back together again, his baby sis settled down with his best friend, and now he has you and Suho.

⁰⁰⁰0⁰⁰⁰

Hearing your singing made your Monarchs' hearts soar over the years. Whether you were doing laundry, washing dishes, or even jotting down your stories in your little novels to read to them both.

You're their angel of music in their daily lives. Their muse. The matriarch of their little family.

Even now.

"Come on, Mom. You know me. Art student by day, up and coming hunter by night." Suho, now a high school sophomore, griped lightly as he grabbed some banana milk from the fridge to sip on.

"I only let you hunt with your dad when your schoolwork and chores are all done. That was the deal." You say over the sizzling pan as the shadows help you prepare some lunch like always before your boys have to leave for their usual father son outings.

"You better listen to her, or it's the bench for you." Jinwoo's lips quirked as he picked up his son's grumbling in passing while his old man browsed some work files when he ruffled Suho's hair.

"However, I'll believe our dutiful son has uphold his end of the agreement and finished his work. Make sure your bag is packed and we'll go out hunting after lunch."

Suho's exasperated groan is what you're both left with as he trudged upstairs. In the swift moment, Jinwoo hugs your humming self from behind, nipping your ear then down to your neckline.

"How's he's faring, you think?" You peck his forehead.

"He's coming into his own. Still rough in some areas, but he's quite adaptive. Really a chip off the old block. You should be proud of him." He nips your jawline then your cheek.

"You two I'm always proud of." Jinwoo's gloved hand squeezed your hip at your praise, so you gently pull said glove off, letting his scarred bare hand be held by yours, caressing your cheek, littering it with kisses in return.

"Even when we're covered in blood and guts?"

The question hangs in the air for a moment.

You turn in his grasp to kiss him.

"You know I love seeing you be feral."

You never could keep your hands off him. Jinwoo was worse. His sharp carnal grin ravages your face that got you squealing as he swept you off your feet for his persistent kisses.

"Tell me you love me."

"I love you so much."

"Good. You were made to be showered in my kisses. Aagh, every day you get even more radiant, it's killing me~!" His playful growls in your ear have you kicking your feet and giggling in his arms.

"Dad! The sooner we leave, the sooner I can level up. It'll spare my eyesight from seeing you two be even nastier than usual." Suho gripes half heartedly as he peeks in with his finished workbook in one and his hunting gear bag slung over his shoulder.

"Hey, you should be thrilled to know your parents are expressing their undying devotion for one another. Cause sooner or later, mister, you'll find your own better half. Like a certain Miho Baek~" The smug advice your hubby gives your embarrassed son.

"That's a trick suggestion. I know I ain't allowed to date until I'm at least 21. College first, then dating." Suho pointedly reminded.

"He's getting smarter, too." Jinwoo mumbled to you with a grin as they started helping you set the table for lunch.

Jjajangmyeon, tteokbokki, and donkatsu for here and leftovers for them to pack in case they get hungry during their raids. Packing lunches for your boys with lots of hearts in their bags.

"Just don't track blood in here like last time. I don't want even a single drop of crimson staining our sweet, humble abode." You warn them both.

"My shadows can erode any iron stains at the drop of a hat, you know that. But okay. If you need anything, Igris will be here guarding you as always, my lady."

Your loud, messy smooches and your cheery wishes of good luck were the last things those two saw of you as they headed off, Igris bowing to them from your shadow.

Utilizing the System he made for his son proved the perfect training grounds to test Suho's limits as Jinwoo created a violet gate out of thin air in the middle of the forest fields.

"Now remember what I taught you, son."

"Always, dad."

"Any Lizards or traitors we come across in there ... at least they'll make for good practice."

⁰⁰⁰0⁰⁰⁰

Pillaging for essence stones and mana crystals was par for the course.

Decapitation was higher up on the list of Jinwoo's targets.

Rumors, gossip, and intel shared to him through his many connections about less savory hunters that were misbehaving proved useful when it came to disposal of the correct targets.

Heads literally flew through the air as Suho leveled up. His strength, speed, and reflexes reflected him coming into his own as an S-Rank. He was only slightly out of breath as they cleared the dungeon.

Monster and human blood stains their clothes and faces, but neither pay it a single glance as the shadows clean them up.

The Sung men crack their muscles and take a lunch break away from the carnage. Their stuffed cheeks flush, humming in delight at the delicious food you prepared for them.

Then came the talk.

The turning point of their lives kind of talk.

"You can't be serious!"

"The Itarim will never stop unless Earths' mana is all theirs. I could have pursued those Apostles into their rift weeks back during my anniversary with your mom ... but it was obviously a divide and conquer tactic. I wasn't ready to leave you both unprepared if I got compromised."

"But are you actually gonna leave? Fight those Outer Gods in space?"

" ... I've been considering it ever since. It's only a matter of time before they come here. My shadows have already disposed of some of those Apostle agents that were scouting countries overseas for potential rooting grounds. They'll make for good fodder in the coming clash."

"But what about Mom? She'll never forgive you if you do end up leaving." Suho's warning earns him hair ruffling, to which he pouts with red cheeks. Jinwoo cheekily grins at the sight.

"Your grandpa would do anything to protect your grandma. I'm willing to cross lines to keep your mother safe. And I'm trusting you to do the same. I did consider you manning the home front when I'm gone ..." Rationality collides with Jinwoo's devotion to staying by your side always.

Suho honestly felt the same way, being raised by his dad's certain mindset, steam puff clouds in heart shapes float about their flush cheeked heads with thoughts of your mochi faced self smiling bright to them.

"If you really want me to look after her, Dad, then I'll stay with Mom and guard her like the noble son she adores. Protecting her in your stead would be an honor, regardless."

"I know you would. But I also want to be there to give my angel her daily bouquets, prepare her feasts, pamper her, and give her endless kisses and cuddles as she so rightfully desrves."

Even so ...

"When all is said and done, even when this apparent war ends ... what comes after?"

Their shadows rounding up corpses of their butchered victims for them both to arise is put on hold from the tense silence that came from Suho's persistence. His bangs cover Jinwoo's eyes.

"I don't know. Even I can't predict the future, Suho."

"Can you even make her immortal, then? Or will we both stand idly by and watch her wilt away like everyone else?"

"Turning her into a shadow solider is out of the question. It wouldn't really be her anymore."

"Potions, artifacts, even rituals could keep her alive for a long time ... but not forever."

"And what about my grandparents? Aunt Jinah and Uncle Jinho? Are we gonna convert them too?"

Jinwoo winces at the idea of it all. The ideal version versus the cruel reality of it all. "Not by force, no. Us all being together is the dream.

"I thought following in your footsteps as a Monarch would be exhilarating ... but not if it means leaving her behind forever ... even in death ... we're all meant to be together ... so what's even the point of it all?"

A ear splitting screech pierces the dungeon and their ears as the humanoid ant marshal comes out of the young Monarch's shadow.

"It's Igris, my King!" Beru wailed out.

Jinwoo's eyes flash violet as his face morphs into that of his predecessor, seeking vengeance as he grabs Suho's wrist.

"Your mother's in danger. Come on!"

⁰⁰⁰0⁰⁰⁰

The invaders came from above.

Hostile as heat seeking missles.

Three hunter savages fueled by strange blue mist; stardust, turning them into mist burn abominations, yet they could still speak normally.

Those three bastards vs Igris. Blazing at break neck speed to match and with just as much force, throwing each other around, wrecking the yard and surrounding trees.

Demolishing the house infrastructure after coming out of a golden rift that appeared right above the abode.

Taeshik Kang.

Dongsuk and Dongsoo Hwang.

All with a vendetta against Jinwoo.

Now targeting him where it hurts. You, his greatest weakness.

Regardless of nearby casualties.

Your eyes blazed red as the shadows enveloped you for protection but also to give you a shadow blade at each one of them whenever they got too close. Clashing with Taeshik's daggers or either of the Hwang brothers that tried running you over with their tank like builds.

"The little lady is fiery, I'll give her that." Donsuk sneered nastily.

"She'd make quite the fuck doll if that bastard Sung didn't already use her up." Dongsoo snarked out.

"I wouldn't mind making a cum dump all over her mangled corpse." Taeshik licked his heinous smiling lips at the image of it all.

"You piss ants." You hissed between heaves, your e/c eyes turning bright red.

"NO ONE WRECKS MY HOUSE!"

The shadows give your feet a boost to your heels as they lead you into the charge. Inflicting slashes at each of them, earning you enraged looks from them all.

Then the mist descended all around you from the rift. The strange blue mist was making you see things that were striking you at your core.

You couldn't breathe. Couldn't think clearly. Old chronic pains flaring up to suffocating despair.

You collapse as Igris covers you but these hunters were turning more and more like magic beasts, looking like zombies, their putrid mana making you choke out as you curl up into the fetal position, garbled sobs leaving you.

The golden rift in the sky crackles out violet sparks as two pressurized presences overtake it, sealing it behind them, extinguishing the drugged mist with their combined mana.

Jinwoo lets out his mana-infused Dragon's Fear from his soul, driving his old foes into a state of intense despair and panic, slivers of their lost humanity peeking out, letting Igris slam them away with his sword.

Beru and Bellion come forth from Jinwoo's shadow to aid Igris per their Monarch's orders, Monarch's Domain times two as father and son boost the shadows strength in violets and blues.

"Don't kill them yet. Just rough them up and buy us some time."

The threw marshals tackled these attackers through the air along with hordes of his shadows to ensure they get hold off for now.

He and Suho reach you, seeing nasty energy cracks spreading all over your spasming glowing eyed body that Suho cradles tight enough to keep you still, forcing the vial between your lips, the Elixir of Life smothering you saying their names repeatedly among words of loss and loneliness.

"This blue mist ... my shadow soldiers reported these Apostles distributing strange drugs that can trigger substantial boosts in E to C rank awakened beings ... with horrid side effects. But not like this."

Taking deep heated breathes just to settle down his tunnel vision for now, Jinwoo gets on his knees and holds you, watching the Elixir already working its magic in comforting light. "It's my fault ... I should have assigned more shadow security to you. I won't let any of them get away. Not even you."

"She's strong, Dad. She'll pull through ... she has to." Suho smothered you on one side, Jinwoo took your other side as your uneven heaving softens to tired puffs, the cracks mending on your skin, your trembling frame calming down.

"It's okay, Mom. You're gonna be ok." Suho squeezes your hand.

"He's right, love. You're stronger than this." Jinwoo kisses your clammy forehead when they both sensed the Miasma evaporating in your system, letting clean air in your lungs again as you gasp at the relief coming in.

The sight of Jinwoo's top three marshals dropping the disgraced zombified foes of the previous timeline one by one before you three, eminating a dash of the Apostles influence, servihg as the trigger for both men to get ready.

"Beru, stay with Y/n." The humanoid ant adheres to his liege as both men strip off their hoodies for you to use as a makeshift pillow and blanket.

"Don't get injured. They can infect you through wounds. Otherwise ..." Jinwoo cautions as he cracks his knuckles as Suho summons his sharp gauntlets, both men armoring up in similar fashion.

"Show no mercy."

Jinwoo went right for socking Dongsoo right in the gut, becoming a comet of roaring shadow fury as he shoves his former shadow soldier's face right through the ground, drawing haphazard patterns for miles.

"Whether in this timeline or the previous one, you're still rotten to the core. I'm disappointed in you, Greed." Jinwoo's eyes blazed violet as he teared off Hwang Dongsoo's arms apart like butter using telekinesis.

Crimson sprays the void as the bulging man wails from hate and agony, only for Jinwoo to stuff one of those amputated limbs into Dongsoo's mouth.

"You hurt my ANGEL ... you don't deserve MERCY!"

Craters fill the ground as Jinwoo slams Dongsoo's face first repeatedly in the same spot until his face showed his shattered skull to parallel Greed, his bloodied hand gutting out of his mouth and the cleaved arm stump impaled through the neck and sticking out in a crooked angle.

Jinwoo spat at the corpse after mutilating it to oblivion, crumbling into dust at his feet before his shadows made ready to arise him all over again.

"Not even death can save you."

Suho taking on both Dongsuk and Taeshik had him bolting like a bullet ricocheting between both foes, socking them both repeatedly as the hand to hand combat master that he's become at his young age, his eyes boiling to match the flame magic he spews right in their faces, summoning blizzards out of thin air to slow their advances enough for him to strike harder.

"You wasted your second chances. Every last one of you is done for."

He growls out as his sharpened gauntlets laid out relentless punches to Dongsuk's face before his sharpened fingertips cleave off the man'd crotch clean off.

Suho utiliIzing sharp, flaring shadow blades that curves upward and outward out of thin air, blocking Taeshik's stealthy strikes just from sensing his bloodlust, slicing off the assassin's jaw.

"No one harms my mom and gets to LIVE. NO ONE!"

The gurgled sounds coming from their gutted out throats came before he went to slicing them both in half. Stomping on their charred remains came first.

"Not even close to my level."

Taeshik Kang, now the Shadow ring glinting on Suho's finger thanks to his Shadow Creation skill, would prove useful to him from here on out. Turning Dongsuk into a shadow shield made the most sense in the heat of the moment.

The grainy corpses of these bastards littered the ruined family fields bothered them very much.

Holding onto you for dear life was their #1 priority. Jinwoo carried you bridal style as he made Greed slam himself face first in the ground too many times as a starter punishment, the marshals wincing at the pitiful sight.

"Our home." You whimper as you can barely make it out from the fog in your eyes.

"They're dead now, baby. You held yourself so well against them. You're gonna get better soon, baby, I promise you." He cooed in your ear.

Despite the house wreck and the damage dealt, he kept speaking so close to your face, hoping it'd be the lifeline to help you awaken.

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Your hand reaches out to the retreating figure of Jinwoo going into the unknown of the giant sealing rift, taking on Gods far from home. You were just grasping at wisps instead as he morphes into the embodiment of Nothingness that he is.

"Come back to me! Please!"

Your son was the same, resenting you both for abandoning him for years due to willing choices to leave just as Jinwoo did or due to forces beyond your control.

"Don't leave me. Why does everyone keep leaving me?"

You get sucked into a new rift. You lay crumbled uo in blood with nerves shot, fatigueness dragging you into the rain drenched grass of the former life you thought you escaped from long ago.

"I can't be here ... I'm ... dead ... I died here."

Broken family photos. A moldy crumbled home. Flashes of false cracked faces staring right at you from above the stormy dark skies, agonized screams of your name, layering on a torturous loop.

"No ... no ..."

Peaceful death beyond your reach now.

"NO!"

You gasp awake, your breathing patterns uneven as the ringing in your ears got cut through by the two persistent voices calling out your name, squeezing your shaking hands, now gripping them for support.

The invisible force pressing on your chest alleviated. Cold dread coats your being only to be patted away by warm cloth. Anxiety spikes in your veins yet familiar aura seeps into your nerves to settle you down. Your heart won't ever stop aching.

You blink the fuzz and water out of your eyes to see Jinwoo and Suho's faces clear as day, looking down at you from above, worry creasing their forehead and concern glinting in their eyes.

The first night you spent in the Realm of Repose played out this way, you awakening in the master bedroom bed as their mana keeps you tethered and safe from the realm's life sucking effects on mere mortals.

"Ack! Mom! I — I can't — ack — breathe! Agh — damn you're strong!" Suho chokes out and repeatedly taps your back as your arms flex, squeezing the literal life out of your baby boy serving as your focal point; his dashing face turning blue for real.

"Sarang, you're going to kill our flesh and blood at this rate. He just became a man." Jinwoo snorted a bit as he gently but firmly pulls Suho free from your chokehold. Said son collapses on the bed as he starts getting color back in his face.

Your breathing was haggard. You couldn’t stop shaking, feeling everything all at once. Jinwoo holds you tightly instead, letting you cover his front with tears as you claw at his back.

"Easy there. You need lots of proper rest for your body to feel better." Jinwoo's voice keeps you grounded as you got gently smooshed between them.

"Our house ... so many years worth of memories ... gone." You sniffled in the crook of Jinwoo's neck.

"We managed to salvage some things from the wreck. But, all of us being together is what matters most." Suho buries his face in your hair as he presses into your back from behind.

You were too drained to argue or ask questions, saving that for the next day. And yet, these next words came out of your quivering lips, oozing anxiety separation.

"I'll never be able to let either of you go. Today, tomorrow, someday ... you both will be so far away ... that I'll never reach you ... or stand with you."

"The feeling is mutual." Both of them held you throughout that first night, waiting until you eventually went back to sleep before they too settle for bed.

The muffled slams of Greed's endless bowing face plants from the opposite side of the kingdom, which gets felt through Jinwoo, is one of several things on his mind.

Old foes of a previous life that shouldn't have been able to remember him murdering them all first hand. This had the Itarim written all over it.

The next day was spent with you three divulging everything to each other, and burdening the load of that day together was what helped you all get through it.

Sharing what you saw while under the influence had your boys squeezing you to the point where they're ensuring you they weren't going anywhere. Not since that day.

The promise of rebuilding the house and heading back in Seoul hung in the air over the course of the next few days.

Soft pink roses. A tray littered with your favorite breakfast foods. And both your boys giving you cheek kisses as they surprise you on this special holiday.

"Happy Mother's Day, Mama."

Jinwoo stays with you in bed as Suho gets roped into training with Beru in the castle training grounds. Jinwoo's eyes flashed violet for a moment as he fed you and let you hold onto him.

He knew his voice, his scent, his very being anchored you. Just as yours stabilized him.

"Remember when Suho was still in preschool? And his teacher told you how scared the other kids were of him for seeing and hearing the shadows when they obviously couldn't." He murmurs out of the blue.

You nod as the shadows take away your now emptied tray to wash in the lower floor kitchen.

"So I sealed away his powers until he was old enough to train and earn them back ... but I even wanted to erase his memories about everything. Just so he could have a normal life and not be burdened like I was with this power. Do you recall what you said to me that night?"

Your anxious expression softens as his forehead kiss helped you open up on the matter, his arm keeping you against his side.

"It'd kill me inside for you to hide the truth from your own son his whole life. I didn't want him to be like other run of the mill kids. I wanted him to be true to himself ... regardless of what the world thought or brought to us. But I was only being selfish."

Jinwoo takes one of the roses to put behind your ear, his thumb brushing your cheek as he gazed deeply in your eyes.

"The power of the Monarchs keeps you isolated from living like a human anymore. I hid the sins I committed from family and friends ... fearing I'd lose their trust and faith in me. But Suho has every right to know the truth about his own parents. He was still an infant at the time ..."

The memories of that night float in your mind, you feeling his mind touch made your cheeks flush to his amusement a bit before you two see your grown up son running miles around Beru with the rest of the Shadow army cheering their young Monarch on.

"But I didn't want to take that choice away from him, even when he was only 4. I couldn't go through with it, not when I saw how crestfallen you looked in those beautiful teary eyes." Jinwoo murmurs, kisses your wet lashes, licks the salty streaks down your cheeks, and squeezes you more.

"As long as he has us, he'll know he's never truly alone. So I let him keep his memories. Beru wouldn't stop crying from relief that night. You became his new favorite from then on." Jinwoo's smile is felt in your head as he breathes in your hair scent; your unique fragrance.

"Jinwoo ... why are you telling me all this?"

His wry smile meets your lips.

"Because ... it reminds me of why I married you. You were willing to give me a chance despite all that I've done to keep you to myself. Your darkness pairs so well with mine. Even when I'm covered in blood and guts, you still look at me like I'm some righteous savior. Against all logic and reason, our devotion to each other stands strong."

Your hands cradle his fluffy head to pull him down for a kiss. "I have Death as my mate. And I love you too damn much to let go."

"And to me, you are the angel, dressed up in that bridal gown, carrying our little boy in your arms. That's the life I built with you and one I will protect ... even if it means bringing forth hell." The rasp and drawl of his tone makes you shiver.

"Even if we may have to live in this realm of yours from now on, just to keep me safe? Or when you may have to part ways with me for war?" You hit it right on the mark.

"Whether on Earth or deep in outer space, you and Suho stay with me. Regardless of whatever awaits us in the future, I won't risk losing you both." His narrowed eyes radiate addiction.

"And me becoming immortal? Unless I become a successor to one of the late Monarchs and go through what you did ... you two won't be with me or any of our loved ones in the sea of the World Tree. Even if I somehow become immortal and die with you, we won't end up in the same place together."

You groan as you fall back flat in bed, your head aching from this brain overload. Jinwoo tops you in bed, pressing his forehead to yours, making you face him.

"Having a multiverse to explore may possibilities is within my power. You know that. That's how I met you, after all. In that mundane world on the brink of collapse."

His hand cradles yours as his thumb brushes your ring finger.

"I love you more than life itself, Y/n. You and Suho are my whole word. My reason for fighting. Should we die, I'll ensure we all don't end up in different places, but together in the World of Nothingness, stuck in eternal sleep ... as morbid as all of that sounds."

His dry chuckle meets your tired giggle as you both spend the next hour kissing, stripping off each other's clothes, and grinding in bed together. "I prefer your kind of morbid, honey."

"Another reason why I love you, the most brilliant wife in creation. No Apostles, Itarim, or foolish hunters can keep us apart. When Suho ties the knot someday, may he find his own beloved angel. Like me."

His bare back flexes as he grips the headboard while your ankles lock at his lower back, your symphony of moaning devotion makes his cock twitch as he creampies that succulent pussy of yours with all of him.

Soul reapers, demon slayers, Jujutsu Sorcerers. Many colorful contestants in this reality dating show. So, being chosen for this kind of thing was quite out of your comfort zone. You still couldn't believe it. Nor could you picture the world's strongest hunter picking you as his from the first coupling.

He's humble, soft spoken with you, and you feel safe whenever he's around, enough to slowly but surely feel at ease being yourself with him. Through the given challenges, despite the recouping, especially when bombshells are presented to cause chaos, he stays your anchor. And you are his tether in kind. His veiny, warm hand stays intertwined with yours.

Sex on the beach is a given on this island show. You've seen enough of it from some of the other couples. And yet, you seek solace through interactions beyond just foreplay.

Splashing each other in the ocean. Your giddy self pursued playfully by the smug man that lets you flee for a while before he finally decides to zip right to you from behind and sweep you off your feet and spin you around in his arms, your laughs intertwined.

Lounging on your beach blankets underneath the beach umbrellas, resting your face down in his pillow pecs, you stay in his hold, calming down from his heartbeat.

"I'm here cause my sister put me up to this. It was either this or being set up on blind dates. She wouldn't stop pestering me about finding someone and not end up a lonely, bitter, hard ass." He mused, listening to the wave crashing as he brushed through your wet hair.

"Guess we're both in the same boat in that regard. My own bestie signed me up too. Guess they needed some extra fodder to fill out their lineup. Seemed fun at the time. I had nothing else to do. So ... your plan still the same?" You lean into his hand, melting as per usual.

"Yeah. I don't need the prize money cause I'm already covered from my hunter work. Whether I win or lose here doesn't really matter much. The scenery ain't bad though. But it's got nothing on Seoul."

"So ... why did you pick me at the first coupling?"

"Because you're adorable." His thumb rubs your cheek before he kisses it. "And goofy." His nose kiss makes your eyes cross that he giggles. "Not to mention the one sensible person here that doesn't drive me up the wall." He grumbled half heartedly.

The moment he pulls you atop him, his shadows swallow you both whole. Obsidian kept the peepers out. Sound proof dome. His hands undo the top of your beach dress off all to make out with your melons.

"If either one of us gets kicked off this thing, then the other goes with them." He pants against your swollen marked boobas before he cups your face to bring down for tongue kisses as your undies dry hump his beach shorts.

"I doubt the producers would be fine with that. I'd probably get booted off first thing if we didn't get paired up." Your tongue trailed down his thick neck, stuffing your own drooling mouth with those pecs of his, chewing on them as your own personal toys.

"Seeing another man put their hands on you ... I'd tear their limbs right off." His feral growl stutters from your sampling and teething. His shadows disintegrate those soiled panties of yours just to feel you rub agaist those washboard abs of his. "I'm quite territorial."

His trimmed pube trail runs through your fingers as you slide those charcoal shorts of him down his sculpted legs. Flexible ones that curl and twitch as you ride him, gasping together at how perfectly you take him. "I believe that."

His choked up moans meet your breathless whimpers as the wet gushing sounds of his schlong ruts in and out of your dripping folds, your insides already molding to him. Weeks spent prior of him making himself right at home in you.

His veiny hands flex down your back, cupping your ass cheeks and pulling them apart all to reach the deepest parts. The towel beneath you two rustles, sand clinging to skin. "Damn sand." He grits out before he easily stands up, carrying your clingy self straight to the water, wading in until the ocean tide reaches up to his waist, his shadows following to provide cover. "Much better."

The coarse rough irritating particles evaporate in the sea water as your arms and legs lock around his proud standing self clawing at your rear while his dick spasms in you, the sunset painting the sky in warm colors, shimmering through his obsidian veil, transforming you into a shimmering goddess in his hold.

"Paradise is with you, Y/n. Meeting you is a breath of fresh air. Literally." He praises you as he litters kisses on your face. "I can't wait to show you my hometown. Some of the best sights you'll ever see." His thrusts become steady to stretch out the pleasurable moment even as cum trails down his limbs and into the sea.

"I'd take your home turf over mine any day." You hum as he stays in you, his arms supporting your thighs underneath, your flushed face nuzzling his. "Jinah sounds great. So does your mom. But would they be fine with you bringing me home after this?"

Jinwoo cheekily grins at you. "I can already picture them planning out our future wedding, actually. Not that I'd mind it but ... I want to take my time with you. Lots of dates, Netflix and chill, long before I put a ring on your finger, love."

Water droplets decorate his slickened back hair and his rippling pectorals, embodying his charming endearing self before your very eyes. "Then I've already won. You and your fine ass are my jackpot." You devotedly decree to his smirking relief before you two get swept up in another round of tongue dancing.

Being a late second year transfer into a new school while your parents were abroad was not how you picture spending the rest of high school. Kokatsu Academy, just another mundane school life, nothing hard or exciting.

That's when awakening as a Phantom Thief came into play. But why be part of this rag tag team to begin with when you can barely connect with others in your dull daily life? Is this what they call Apathy Syndrome? Not really.

Nothing wrong with Closer, Soy, or Cattle, honestly. You just don't feel the spark of intrigue. Sure you're teammates, school mates, allies. But friends? You didn't feel like one half the time, just simple quick responses to get through conversations while trying to find interest in forging social links to make Metaverse trips easier.

Ever since you crossed paths with that domino masked thief in Mementos, you couldn't get him out of your mind. In your perspective, he's the true wonder. Even if that one constant dream of shooting him in the midst of a casino themed Palace kept stabbing you clean in the gut every single time lately.

Just what is it about Joker that you feel attracted to?

The raven head that keeps drawing you in every time you team up in these mashup palaces. Stealing glances in these heavy cognitive visits to LeBlanc in the backstreets of Yongen-Jaya that makes you light-headed in the best way. A fellow Wild Card user that understood your quiet observant habits and behavior more so than those in your own reality.

In such rare instances when your paths coverged in the Metaverse ...

You hold on tight as he swings you both through the air, the grappling hook line seemingly endless, as the cool air whips at you two. His grin stays, his dark eyes trained on you, as his arm squeezes your waist as you bury your face in his neck, trusting him with your life on this hook.

"You are crazy." He murmurs as you both breeze through the buildings together.

"And you're amazing." You smile for what felt like the first in a long while.

"I appreciate the flattery." He grins before he has you both landing on the rooftop before you. Rain in this reality splatters like pink paint which each step you take. "You seem exhausted. Rough day?"

"Just poor sleep." You yawn in your red gloved hand as you both sit down and take in the sight of this metropolis of red, black and white when he sat next to you.

"Better not be the one where you shoot me. Cause I would disarm you and kick your ass if you so much as tried." His dry warning made you snort loud enough to get him chuckling to break the brief tension.

"I believe it. I just ... I don't feel like a Phantom Thief half the time. I feel such imposter syndrome. I don't even feel right in my own skin. It's like ... a pale contrast to yours, if aim

"My parents are never home. If it werent for my neighbors, Id be stuck eating junk food instead of their prepared meals."

"Mine want nothing to do with me. My fellow Thieves are all the family I need these days. Them and Sojiro, of course."

"My Thieves are fine, but I feel like the odd one out. They're all so ... noble. I don't have anyone else to relate to when it comes to this double life. It's either this or die of boredom."

"You'd love my group, then. We're all weird."

"Lucky bastard." He laughs out loud a bit at that. "Joker ... uh ... I mean ... Ren?"

"Oh, so we're going by our real names now? OK then, Y/n, what is it?"

You rest your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arm around his that you're leaning on. The blue embers of your glass red mask eroding show your e/c eyes peeking up at him. Daring a tepid cheek kiss.

"I'm really glad I met you."

His domino mask followed suit, vanishing into blue speckles of flames to show his dark greys softening and hints of a blush dusting his pale cheeks as he smooches your forehead.

"Likewise. You're an honorary member of my team, after all."

His head rests atop yours as you slowly ease down, your guard down, trusting your fellow comrade in arms, finding solace in his presence, breathing in each other’s scents.

You would awaken the following early morning, feeling content from a nice long sleep, snug in your animal onsie, eyeing your sleeping owl companion before you get up.

Only to notice a familiar calling card on the nightstand. His groups' design. You smile like a goof seeing his signature penmanship with a heart at the end of it.

Your body is constantly smothered by hickies, welts, claw marks and handprints. Being in your own harem in New Eridu has its perks.

Trigger feeling the tremors in your legs as she nimbly bends and folds around your trembling self as her swelling ass rubs your gorging face while she eats you out between your twitching legs. Her flexible self would not cease squeezing her thighs and rear against you in all the right places.

Hugo littering deep bites in your neck, almost like a vampire would, but making sure not to draw blood. He'd test out whether you cum more from his gloves or his bare hands as he stuffs his appendage up your dripping pussy. His intimate kisses let you taste yourself from his velvety lips.

Astra never stops teasing you in your ear as her lipstick smooches decorate your body draped in her lace and pearls, her nuzzles in your breasts and fondling your ass makes you squirm and flustered to which she giggles on how cute you are.

Evelyn binding you in quite the shibari position, having you laying on your stomach, blindfolded, as her heels decorate your back. She'd carefully use her whip on your ass. If the sting is too much, then her gloved hands will use your sore bum as bongos.

Yidhari's tendrils suspend you mid air, already stuffing all your holes. Drool spills down down your face as you choke on the big one filling your throat. Another suction cups your clit. Your folds and asshole won't stop fluttering and squeezing the ones now milked up by you. Yidhari's hands stimulat her own chest and pussy as she watched you with blushing endearment, finding this inspiration for a future explicit story to write.

Manato would not stop wagging his tail as you makeout with his scarred pecs and abs as his arms squeeze you tight up against him. However, him raw dogging your ass while scratching up your thighs and hips would come, his heat would last for hours.

Lycaon would be more gracious when claiming you. His claws would not stop kneading your cleavage and pinching your nubs between his nails while his furry schlong ruts in and out of your nether regions as he spooned you from behind. He doesn't mind you tugging on his collar to keep him close even as he bites your neck and shoulders through the mating session.

Yanagi litters your face with kisses as she cuddles you. She goes pink as she uses your face as her seat, her own thighs trembling as you drown from her essence. Her electric spark makes your limbs spasm, succumbing to her influence as her smooth praises have you going puddy in her now stained palms.

Miyabi does step on you when you ask her too. Her heels have the right amount of pressure to mark your face. But her hands rub and massage your marred expression. Her cooling abilities soothe you. Stimulating your mounds meant kitten licks to thaw the ice, warming your chest up with her thoroughness, letting you feel her fox ears throughout it.

Yixuan uses her ink esque techniques, painting your body as her canvas as she rides your lap. Her hitting your pressure points help you go lax while her boobs suffocate your face. Her mystic energies pulse like living fingers in your caverns, adding to elevating your carnal releases to pair well with her inky decorum.

Ye Shunguang would not stop fussing over you as her fluffy tail wrapped possessively around you as she rubs herself against your crotch, matching your pants and moans with your own in messy kisses, praising you for everything she adores about you.

Ye Shiyuan knots himself in your very womb, making sure you're cream filled with his seed, whether with tenderness or as his darker persona, his furry tail would not stop curling around your leg as he spasmed in your walls, muttering claims in your neck as teeth marks decorate your throat.

Cecilia's maternal instincts come out. Her MILF energies have you feeding off her titty milk, nearly suffocating as her melons squish your stuffed cheeks. She doesn't hesitate to let your pussy rub all over her chest. Her rewarding kisses come with shy mewls as you lap up the mess you made.

Damian's arrogant face crumples into a groaning mess as you blowjobbed him, slobbering all over the leather couch seat, his hand taking a fistful of your hair to help you bob your head up and down to meet his deprived thrusts. Yhao watches while lounging about, smacking your bum, making comments on the side.

Jane Doe cuffs you, hogtied you even for her examination, her nails teasing your neck, spine, and holes as she stripped and tore off your bearings, her sultry tone already making you wet for her, taking her time in fingering your flaps with her digits and tail end. She petted your head, praising you for being so good for her as she sat on her legs, keeping your head between her thighs as she let you feast, still fingering you.

Cissia's snake tail anxiously rubs between your breasts, in between your thighs, even up your ass. Clinging to you as her mumbles her rants about her low paying job and demon lord of a boss all while she devours every inch of yummy snack and/or food staining your body. You're a whimpering, moaning mess as she drools and sucks all over you, making sure not to prick you.

Severian having you in the full Nelson sex position is one example of him surprising you with what he's fully capable of. The Pub Sec commissioner stakes his claim on you, his grip firm enough to hold your legs just right to plug up your core as he jack hammered in you, ensuring his seed hits its mark.

Lighter's scarred hands never stop caressing you, flexing his muscles cradling your sweet form, making out with you, draping your legs over his shoulders, gobbling your boobs while the evident bulge in your tummy has him spilling his entire load in many times over, all while his iconic red scarf binds your hands above your head.

Gorging on several cocks with your quivering lips, some swollen tips smeared with pre cum smacking into your soiled cheeks as you try not choking as you take on too much at once.

Your moist legs spread out as the ladies hands massage your sore tooshie while their lips and mouths gorge on your puffy swollen folds that won't stop quivering and leaking.

You sensed his immense aura long before he landed as his dragon hordes devastated the heavens with their violet flames.

The power of that overwhelming presence was now flowing through his body. The Monarch of the Heaven-Annihilating Dragons.

He spotted the path of rose petals intentionally placed on the pathway leading to inside, his wry grin surfacing as he followed the scent of flora and cocoa, his face schooled into his usual cool facade when he spots your sweet self waiting for him.

"You're hiding something, aren't you?" His shadow tendrils enraptured your legs, keeping you bundled up like a wrapped up present for him as he calmly approached. He had a grasp of your intentions, but he wanted to hear it from your pretty lips himself.

"No, I'm not." Your shy retort only prompted his gigantic dragon wings to spread out, blocking your cute self from any prying eyes, those glowing appendages looming in on you to keep you enclosed in this space of just you and him.

"What is it? Tell me ... right now." His sharpened vibrant claws gingerly grip your chin to make you look up at his towering presence. His thumb brushed your bottom lip, prompting you to squeak from nerves.

"Uh, well, it's nothing bad or big. It's just ... kinda ..." You stumble over your own words, cheeks burning at how his focused gaze teems with amusement watching you try to downplay your amorous plans.

"I'll put you in time-out." His low timbre of a playful threat rumbled like velvet in your ear, his lengthy slit tongue licked your ear shell, his canine teeth tugged and chewed on your earlobe, his smirk felt against your skin had you giggling from how much his actions tickled.

"Alright, I give. Have mercy." His shadows gently release you but slither along your body that he carefully lifts onto his lap as you finally pull out something from your pocket.

A very small folded up piece of paper that you carefully unfolded to reveal a bunch of inked doodles you did of Jinwoo. His facial expressions, his wings, some poses, and inked sketches showing signs of someone that hasn't drawn in a long while. Yet he could feel the intention, the affection, the time and patience to do this.

"What's this? My beautiful little minx made this for me?" He gingerly takes the paper to see inked writing to go along with your doodles that makes both his human eye and his draconic eye crinkle with mirth. "Ever thine, ever mine, will you be my Valentine?"

"I don't have much else to offer. I'm broke. Chronically tired. It was a miracle I even prepared this in time — mph~!" His sultry lips envelop yours, sounds of wet smooching heard as his tongue slides in to dance with yours, your puddy hums making his lips quirk as he pockets your gift, the drawing folded up once again.

"You adorable little angel, of course I'll be your Valentine." He purrs sound like growls as he cups your mochi cheek face while entangling with you in some tongue action. "You're already mine in every way that matters." He murmurs between kisses, hungrily digging in, to which drool slides down your chin.

"Come here, you." He easily swoops you up, serving as the bride in his arms, his enhanced senses leading him to the bedroom where all those roses scattered on the floor and sheets. The bag of chocolate had him forming ideas instantly.

"Let Daddy show you his appreciation." Laying out his supple mate, he easily tore your casual comfy at home clothes to shreds. "You needy little thing~ Been dripping with desire for yours truly, haven't you?"

His flames danced in the palm of his hands as the heart chocolates he scooped out of the velvety red bag melted in his grasp, pouring the creamy decadence all over your quivering nude self, drizzling you up as his personal feast. "Then this is my Valentine's Day gift to you."

His well strapped self pins you beneath him, his legs keeping yours boxed in between as his sharpened hands immediately go to knead and pinch your breasts while his drooling tongue begins his thorough cleaning. Your touch starved mewls fill the room that gets tinted by violet lighting emanating from his aura as he gorged on you. His muffled groans of satisfaction rumble through your whole being as he stuffed his mouth of you.

"To think this lonely Dragon King could find a mate as tender and supple as you." Creamy chocolate gets slurped up followed by lingering licks, nips, and sucks along the plane of your neck, your plush breasts, your sensitive navel. "You're delicious, ain't you, Mama?"

The remnants of the melted chocolate are left on your legs and in between your thighs for him to slurp up. He takes his time, his horned head bobbing as he litters bites and welts from your inner thighs to the tips of your toes, his flexing hands caressing your limbs as he made sure not to break your skin too much, shivers raking your form as he wouldn't stop licking.

"Mmh, Jinwoo, please — NNGH~!" Your hips wouldn't stop jerking as his horned head carefully rested between your thighs as his starving mouth buried deep into your core, cream and cocoa mixed together to smear his sculpted face further. He sucks on your clit until it's all swollen and puffy.

"My prize, my treasure." He growled his warning, his narrowed gaze peeking up with lust seeing his drool smearing your blushing sweaty self, spotting your hooded eyes trained on him as he made out with your folds until you came. Again. And again. You lost track at some point. "This pretty pussy is perfect~ Just like you."

His sharp grin smothered in your essence grows as he rolls you on your tummy, leaving more defined as his clothed crotch grew harder against your core. The sound of shadows morphing pricked your ears before you felt his 12 inched dong slap your tingling cunt from behind.

Enhanced with dragon blooded genes, his length is engorged at the tip drooling with cum, his veiny thickness now littered with smooth obsidian scales. The Crimson Apex, one to whom all must bow and obey. And you do, your pussy quivering open to suck in his scorching shaft. "Aaah~ I've missed you." You whimper out as you squeezed him tight.

"I've missed you too, my good girl. Just lay there and take your King's cock, right where it belongs." His hisses through his teeth as he steadily begins pounding into you, all while his claws and mouth create a tapestry of his marks on your backside. Claws, hickies and teeth marks decorate your skin. "Let me breed this tender body, chock it full of my future heirs."

The sounds of wet squelching followed by the heated responses from you two fill the air as the smell of roses and chocolate get overwhelmed by the musky stench of sex. His wings flapped and tremored from the rush of pheromones in his system as his dick reaches your hilt every time he goes in and slides right on out just as swift, your gummy walls tingling from the texture on his staff.

He rolls you on your side and lifts your twitching leg up, draping it over his marble shoulder, widening your folds more to rut in at a more penetrating angle, one that makes you arch and cry out in pleasure. "Jin~! Too — deep — mmm~!" The rose petals on the bed stick to you, elevating your radiance in his point of view.

This new position lets you see the slick sheen on his muscular hybrid form, his hair unruly and matted, the violet glow growing in his eye and chest as he heaved with exertion as his hips gyrate forward, your cum splattering out on your thighs and sheets. "Beautiful goddess~ Let me fuck you til the end of days." Amour gleamed bright in his eyes.

His claws cautiously draw scratches on your thighs. His canines pepper in rings of marks on every inch of you he catches in his vision. He suckles and teethed on your nipples, drawing out mewls that make you arch against him. "Yes, Y/n~!" He grits out between groans. Watching how you suck him in, noticing the evident bulge in your abdomen, has him gushing with each deep thrust. "Lose yourself in me."

You claw at the sheets and rock your hips towards his, your toes curling and the passion drowning you beneath. "Let me touch you, then. Please Jin." The haze of lust parts to make way for the need to hold onto him tight. He could see it plain as day.

Lowering your leg off his shouldee just to drape it over his thigh, he pulls you gently up, all to straddle him, still deep in you. You both gasp from the new position. His claws leave traces on your hips and waistline as he kept you snug against him. "Ride me then. Bounce on my head, woman."

You cling to him, up and down you went to match his erratic rhythm, the knots in your lower gut tightening with each passing moment, your walls caving in from how his beast melded into you where it belongs.

The gentle burning from the mana star dead center in his chest against your marked melons made you whimper lovingly into his lips as he kissed you addictively. Your soft hands latch onto his long as hell horns per curiosity on how they feel. From the base all the way to the tips. "My mighty Monarch."

His mighty draconic horns, rugged and bumpy feeling in your grasp, quake as his breath hitched while you brush into his sensitive spots. "Careful angel. You're making me melt." His husky whimpers make you go easy as you ride his lap, only for him to growl steadily in your ear as you stroke those spots.

"I love you, Jin~!" You hum as you release his horns just for you to suck and kiss the draconic markings along his cheeks and neck to his rumbling enjoyment. "God, you're incredible." The many sucking pecks you give the center of his chest had you feeling tremors from his own core. He yanks your hair back, digging into your scalp, all to have your neck open for more of his sinking claims.

"I love you too, my Valentine." The rasp in his carnal tone has him striking right into your bundled nerves, white hot ecstasy flaring up in your veins, prompting more of his aims. "My voluptuous Queen. Ripe for a nice round belly to carry my kin. Over and over again. Perfect little ones, just like their mother."

You weep from the flux of emotions his declarations of your future together invoked in you. It has him licking up your tears, nuzzling his nose against yours, chuckling as you kiss his facial markings and eyelids in kind while hugging his neck. "Come with me~"

"Always~" He nips your lips and kisses their bruised selves, tapping like the monster in need of release, chasing his beauty to the edge, his full balls smacking your rear, muffled lewdness between each other’s mouths, saliva coming down both your chins this time.

The moment of climaxing has you both clinging to one another as he shoots thick streams of the strongest semen there is, deep into your womb, unloading his nutsacks for all their grand worth. His horns and wings pulsate with the glowing surge of emotional bliss that came as he did just now.

You milking his legendary schlong has him bucking into you as you both chase those highs as one, your combined essence staining deep into the sheets, more rose petals sticking to each others calves.

Breaking your lips apart to heave and breathe again, you rest your moist face in the crook of his sturdy neck just as his face buries in your head, kissing the crown.

"The roses and chocolate ... they were from you, weren't they? They were here when I woke up this morning." You pant against his skin.

"Yep. The trail of rose petals you made out of them was a neat touch ... the chocolates came in handy, too, for my usage." He mused, carefully laying you both on your sides, his enormous wings laid cozily behind him only your worn out bed. "Your note, however, was a beautiful surprise. Thank you." His kiss on your nose gets added.

His wing draped over your exhausted form while you look him square in the eye as you both lay there, soaking in the aftermath of your coupling. Seeing himself evidently through your belly has him emanating pride.

"I can picture it now. A bouncing baby boy as strong as me. A beautiful baby girl as passionate as you. And maybe some more to add to the litter." He pecks your forehead as he settles against the strewn pillows, purring more in your hairline as he snuggles with you.

"Jinwoo, one is fine. Two is more than enough. Having anymore back to back would break me." You murmur as fatigue was setting in. His smooth shushes fill your ear as his warmth blankets you.

"I'll take care of you, Y/n. You know that. I'm more than capable — more than worthy, in fact — to treat your every ache, every desire, everything you can think of. And what you need right now is rest."

With him nestled deep in you, and you safe and sound in his rippling arms, you go puddy in his hold. "Thank you, Jin ... for ... being mine."

He smiles softly at your sleepy face, kissing you once more, before you officially tap out. "Took the words right out of my mouth." He watches you for a bit, settling down, taking in this slice of heaven for himself.

"No heavens shall keep you for themselves. Ever thine, ever mine. Isn't that right, my dear Mrs. Sung?" He coos in your ear, grinning seeing the shiver your flushed self gives him in your sleep, a perfect sight to see before he too goes out like a light.

All captives got deposited out into the chaotic shifts of the Maze, left to wander and run fearfully away from the Ethereals roaming and hunting about.

HAND calls in lots of hands on deck.

Recon and search. Set up data piles. The neural interface patches passed out to all helpers provide feed, allowing everything the acting agents see and hear get sent to the data piles to establish communication in the Hollow.

The special guides assembled, many investigation teams of three all geared up, ready as they'll ever be with the quiet resolve to see things through while boarding the field vehicle.

They have to, if it means getting you back safe and sound.

○•° Belle °•○

We can't waste anymore time. The longer we wait, the more danger Y/n will be in. I can't lose anyone else. I won't.

○•° Wise °•○

Finding the best path through this maze will put my Proxy skills to the test. But for Y/n, it's worth the risks. I'm not losing anyone else again.

○•° Lighter °•○

This red scarfed Champion will blaze through any obstacle, all to reach them. Y/n … they're my angel. So I'll bring hell to those that so much as dare lay a finger or claw on my angel.

○•° Caesar °•○

This Overlord is busting up some Ethereals today. Nothing's standing in the way of me and my rock! I'll turn those bastards all to cinders! Y/n, your Caesar is coming!

○•° Lycaon °•○

As the head of Victoria Housekeeping, I cannot overlook this dire situation. If Master Y/n is held captive in the depths of this crisis, then rescuing them is out of the question.

○•° Hugo Vlad °•○

What's this? My dear sweet bird is lost in the thralls of chaos? Well that just won't do. I'll just have to steal them back … and plunge those wretched beasts into the abyss.

○•° Zhu Yuan °•○

An officer's true goal is to protect and serve the good. And Y/n … is one of the good ones. I'm not letting this stand. I'm going in, locked and loaded. I'm bringing them back. End of discussion.

○•° Jane Doe °•○

Aww, my favorite little pet is probably cornered and frightened right about now. That's no good. We had a date planned and everything. Guess some Ethereals are gonna have to pay for this crime.

○•° Miyabi °•○

Eradicating all evil is my duty. And protecting those I treasure is my objective. Therefore, I won't stand down until I'm certain Y/n is safe and sound in my arms.

○•° Yanagi °•○

With all due diligence in mind, I won't allow this mission to end in tragedy. I'll find Y/n and bring them back safely. As the deputy chief of Section 6, I'll make it so.

○•° Harumasa °•○

I don't usually put in this much effort that often. But for Y/n, they're the exception. So no, I won't sit this one out. And I won't miss my shot.

○•° Manato °•○

Of all the people that got roped into this disaster, why did it have to be them? Y/n, hold on. I'm getting you out of there, and I'm bringing you home.

○•° Yidhari °•○

Hmm, well that's a shame. Y/n is my dear muse, my biggest source of inspiration. Their tale is intertwined with mine. I won't let their story end here. Ours is just beginning.

○•° Orphie/Magus °•○

Who knows what's happening to Y/n at this very moment in that kind of place? Captain Magus, we have to rescue them, whatever it takes!

We'll drag them out of that hellhole ourselves, or we'll die trying. Let's get moving! On the double!

○•° Trigger °•○

The Divine Maze is an illusion filled nightmare of uncontrollable factors. Reaching Y/n is going to be challenging … but we got our Guides to help us find them … and I won't falter.

○•° Astra °•○

No no no this won't do at all! Chaotic Fried Rice will not stand for this! I'm getting Y/n out of there even if it kills me… hope Eve doesn't mind a little Hollow trip.

○•° Evelyn °•○

Miss Yao planning a daring rescue … of course she would. Considering L/n is caught up in this Maze, lending my assistance would make the most sense … I'm not leaving my partner behind in there.

○•° Yixuan Shifu °•○

My fortune reading … it bodes misfortune and disaster… if filth is not purged at once. My dear Y/n, I will purify your way back home … evil will be purged.

○•° Ye Shunguang °•○

If there's a chance to save Y/n, then I'm taking it. Saving and protecting lives is why I became a Void Hunter to begin with. Y/n is worth the risks. Always.

○•° Ye Shiyuan °•○

Seeing him mingling with other hunters does rile you up. Seeing him flex and move as swift as a blade cutting down foes did make you bite your lips more than you thought.

Watching his curious self browsing through the Overseer's forbidden library had you smiling like a dopey fool for your breathtaking lover. The stacked piles of books scatter to the ground as you get him on his stomach in the reading nook. His shadows provided cover and sound proofing incase the Overseer intervened.

Cushions and blankets soften his descent as you immediately strip down everything on his bottom half, leaving it nude for your feasting pleasures. His wiggling ass in the air was asking for it.

"Nngh~ Mmmh~ Y — Y/n~!" His watered up grey eyes, his flushed sharp face looking back at you over his shoulder, his ripe firm ass rippling as you palm and squeeze them while your drooling wet mouth laps and sucks on his drizzling gussy.

His hands spewed with shadows as his scarred veiny appendages flexed and gripped anything solid in that nook to anchor him in the lewd madness. "Doing it here of all places — oooh — oh shit~!" He gushed with fervor from every move that you made in him.

"Such a wet pretty pussy you have, Jin~" You heated pants in his folds have his ass hitting back into you as you impale your tongue in his quivering layers. The wet squelching sounds of your debauchery heard.

"With a sexy plump booty." Your fingers dig into his skin, deep enough to leave scratches, his hisses mingling with his carnal moans he sometimes smothered in the pillows cushioning his sweaty panting face.

"The Overseer will kill us if we ruined their books." Jinwoo's slurred groans make his warning less of a concern as his half lidded expression stays trained on your face now smeared with his essence.

"No character in all these books can topple my Jin and his burning tight pussy~" You purr as your cheeks filled with him deflate as you swallow him full, your hand smacking and cupping his sex, rubbing languidly slow enough to have him whine.

"Fuck angel, don't slow down dammit~!" His frustrated groans get caught off by the horniest cries as you take one long deep slurp of his pounding core. "A – aaah~!"

"What a potty mouth you have, my naughty Monarch. Keep 'em coming." You smirk as your hand slides around to rub his clit, your fingers brushing his trimmed managed pubes, stifling those muffled mewls from his lips as he bucked his hips backwards, needing your palming as much as your mouth pleasuring him.

Whether biting his lips til they break and bleed or biting into the back of his hands, his muffled erotic responses still tend to leak out as his muscles flex through his hunter attire, especially his jerking hips as he sucks in your curling digits that rub into his gummy walls along with your tongue that pistols through his scorching insides.

"The perfect ass to smack." He yelps as your handprints ingrave his trembling peaches. "This quivering hole to pump." Your finger lathered in his cum now pumps in and out of his asshole, having him jolt with whimpers. "You were made to be pleasured, my touch starved slut."

He rolled onto his back, crossing his legs as he draped them over your shoulders, getting you caught in his headlock, your cheeks smooshed between his thighs as you latch onto his clit and suck to swollen red tenderness.

"Nnmh~ You're relentless~" His crooked panting smile spills out more moans, now muffled by biting into the back of his hand at how effective your ministrations have become as he came into your mouth. "You horny demon~" His grey eyes flashed violet to match your horniness.

You gasp as he flipped you both over in a flash, straddling you as he grips the frame overhead you, lowering his pussy for your salivating gorging. "Take me, you gorgeous minx." He growls out, trembling with lust.

"Yeah, ride my face, baby. Like the sexy badass you are." The lovesick grin on your face immediately gets smothered by his dripping core. "Fuck, Jin, your cunt is luscious~!" You slobber as you devour him as he rubbed your face all over, rutting his hips, trying not to break you.

"You'll never stop being so pervy. And neither will I." His creamy ichor streams paint your entire face, trailing into your hair, staining the plush pillows and blankets supporting you both even more than they already were, filling your gulping throat while his head cranes back to let out those beautiful sounds. "Fuck I can't let loose this way with anyone else. Only you, my love."

The sight of him decorating pearls around your neck made him gush out the rest of his load. And so you tap his thigh to stop and let you breathe at last. He uses the last of his strength to carefully get off of you and lay down beside you.

As you both take the time to come down those raving highs, your panting messy tongue gets swallowed up by him as he cups your face, kissing you deeply, slowly, thoroughly.

"Fuck I love you, my angel. Your dazed expression made him chuckle tiredly before kissing you once more, tasting himself off your lips, brushing your cheek that nuzzled into his calloused warm palm.

"I love you too, crazy." He pulls you atop him, his shadows already pulling off the bottom half of your attire, freeing you for his fingers to pleasure you in every way he knows you prefer. "Beyond all sanity, every which way~"

The Overseer still sees, hears, and knows all that goes on in this universe and beyond. For many saucy stories join their treasure trove of more decent covered books. One such book detailing the very erotic ventures of this alternate version of the Shadow Monarch and you, his pleasuring partner. Like just now.

Their flustered embarrassed self wouldn't forget such real-life action anytime soon. Their planned lecture on you two gets derailed as they decide to drown themselves in more wholesome things.