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straykidsnerd255 · 10 months

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hi how are you?I wanted to make a wish with the golden saints of the lost canvas , with a reader female version of Satoru Gojo . I love your writing, feel free if you don't want to write my request

I am doing fantastic! I have changed my rules. I no longer do all 12 gold saints as it makes my brain become goo and I can’t think. I will only be doing three Gold Saints.

Ares Shion:

“Y/n! Where did you go? We need to train!” Dohko yelled, searching for the stronger knight. Shion looked at his friend before rolling his eyes. “She is busy helping Athena. They are trying to figure out who to send to face off with Hades and his specters.” Shion said, crossing his arms. He was pissed. He hasn’t been able to spend time with his girlfriend since the Bronze Saints heard the news of Hades planning to appear. Dohko looked at his friend before groaning like a child. Before long, Y/n appeared next to them with a grin on her face.

She walked over to Shion and buried her face into his shoulder. His arms wrapped around her and held her tightly. They stayed there and talked for a while before Y/n grew tired and wanted to go home and sleep. The fight with Hades could happen at any point and Y/n needed her energy to be reserved and at total capacity when he did show. Laying in bed with Shion, Y/n stared at the ceiling with a slight glare. “Darling, what’s wrong?” Shion asked, turning over and placing his head on his fist.

Y/n shook her head and turned to her side. “I’m just worried about everyone here. I may have a lot of power, but there are a lot of people that don’t have that kind of power. I’m just worried.” she whispered, pressing her face into his chest and closing her eyes tightly. Shion ran his fingers through her hair and held her close to his chest. “Don’t worry. Everything is going to be just fine.” He whispered.

Scorpio Kardia:

Kardia wants to spar with Y/n every given chance he gets. He knows how powerful she is but knows that she never would hurt him. She always tones her power down just enough that it's still a struggle for him. He likes a challenge and she isn’t one to disappoint. During a training exercise, Kardia wanted the other gold, bronze, and silver saints to understand that there would always be someone stronger than them no matter what they thought.

“Everyone knows Y/n, right?” He asked. Everyone nodded their heads. “Good. Cause she is stronger than all of you combined.” Kardia said. He chuckled when the bronze and silver saints started saying that she wasn’t and that they were stronger. Kardia rolled his eyes and told them to be quiet. “I will demonstrate how strong she is and have her show you why she is stronger. Everyone knows that when two gold saints clash it turns into a long battle because they are pretty much close in strength right?” Kardia asked, watching everyone nod their heads. As Kardia was explaining more, Y/n walked over to him and stood next to him. When he finished talking, he introduced her and had her begin showing everyone how strong she was.

To say that the others were shocked would be an understatement. None of them had met someone that could bend reality or even show Infinity the way Y/n did. The bronze and silver saints watched in awe and amazement as she continued to showcase her powers to them. When training had ended for the day, Kardia wrapped his arm around Y/n’s waist and smiled down at her. “Where do you want to go and get dinner?” He asked. Y/n smiled before starting to walk toward town. “There’s this cute little restaurant that just opened up, I thought that maybe we could go there,” Y/n said, her eyes sparkling. Kardia returned the smile and leaned down to press his lips to hers. “Let’s go then.” He mumbled as Y/n began to pull him towards the restaurant.

Aquarius Degel:

This man is interested in the fact that Y/n has more power than all of them combined. He has asked her to show him her powers and many occasions and before long found himself wanting to be near her at all costs. She was gentle with him and didn’t mind the fact that he was constantly seen with his nose in a book. She had told him when he apologized that she found it cute that he was constantly reading. When he found Y/n staring outside one afternoon at the rain as it poured down from the sky he found it lovely and surreal at how she could look this beautiful.

He found himself always wanting to play with her long(or short) white hair when she was busy staring out the window or reading a book herself even though she was too hyperactive to even sit still for more than 2 minutes without losing her mind. His mind would race with thoughts of her fighting alongside him in battle or helping him train to become stronger. Degel was a quiet man by nature but when she was around, Y/n always made him smile, laugh, or jump around with her. She was just someone that he could let loose with and smile while having the funniest time in his life.

When Degel worked up the courage to ask her out, she was thrilled and hugged the cold saint tightly. Degel felt like his heart was gonna explode figuratively and literally. He had to tap Y/n’s arm to make her release him before his oxygen completely ran out. He took deep breaths before smiling up at the white-haired female. She had the biggest grin on her face and her eyes lit up like the stars. Degel knew that deep down, he was never going to have peace and quiet again but he would give that up in a heartbeat if it meant that she was in his life. Taking a deep breath and releasing it, he turned to Y/n who was sitting next to him. “I love you Y/n.” He said. Y/n turned away from the sunset and smiled the sweetest smile ever. “I love you too Degel.”

#Requested #Anon #Saint Seiya #fluff #Scorpio Kardia #Ares Shion #Aquarius Degel #female reader is Gojo Sataru

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viraliz · 4 months

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And to think he could have controlled all the sanctuary only with his eyes and boobs

#dohko libra #shion ares #dohko and shion being the cutest couple in that shit and for what #saint seiya #poor saga

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ghostputty · 7 months

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Hii so get ready cas there’s a bunch of them (feel free to choose) 🫣

🍊 for Shion, 🍈 🌶️ 🥭 for Kestral, 🧅 for Ares and alsoo 🥑 for Genevieve

🍊 Does your OC have a prophecy surrounding them? If they don't, what would it be?

hm. shion doesn't have an in-universe prophecy, but if we wanted to give him one i'd probably say [SPOILER I CAN'T SAY THIS ACTUALLY] so i suppose maybe you could also interpret that [SPOILER AGAIN I AM SO SORRY] and basically guilt and grief ensue

🍈 If they had to be put into a box, what box would it be and why?

okay so my brain interpreted this as a Literal Box. like cardboard style, however, after thinking about it i realized that it probably does not mean literal box. and so naturally i looked it up and all it gave me was coding stuff BAHAHAHA. anyways. i'm gonna use jung's character archetypes for this question moving forward, and for kes i'd give her the explorer archetype :)

🌶️ Who would your OC declare their sworn enemy if they could meet them?

she already knows them actually, that'd be inesa LMAO (this is true for a lot of characters) but i can say that will change in the future to someone else

🥭What colours best represent them and why? Does this differ from their favourites?

kes's fav colors and the color that represents her are the same !!! i color code a lot of my characters w their outfits or just like general colors u see in the background near them. the main color i associated her w is orange

🧅 What is surefire to make your OC cry? Who knows of this information?

nobody rlly knows ares's situation w his mom cause he just like .... doesn't like to talk abt it, but any sort of news (good or bad) involving her would make him emotional enough to cry. frustrated or happy tears :,(

🥑 What will they never back down about, even if it makes them seem bad?

there is a sort of trifecta between genevieve, inesa, and silver (which i'm excited to show hehe) but they all have a similar sort of stance. gene's and silv's aren't as extreme as inesa's is because they don't have her gigantic ego. but in gene's case, she's a hard worker, and she may have her own insecurities but if the situation presented itself she would Never back down from a challenge. she sticks to her goals and beliefs very heavily, which is why shion is a very inspiring person to her, but she'd never just lie down and give up (even if she wanted to lol.)

send an oc interview question ??

#THANK U MWAH !!!!#sorry these r so long honestly we r a week and a half away from .......... something so #i am extra chatty #asks #dof asks #anonymous #shion*#kestral*#ares*#genevieve*

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talesofotherworlds · 4 months

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404 Content Not Found - Cyberpunk 2077

Archiving content from the game and source material (Cyberpunk (2020), Cyberpunk RED) that exist within the lore and game but cannot be directly accessed by the player.

EXHBIT 01 - Stallion's New Model

A new sports car model from Stallion motors adorns the cover page of an issue from automobile and motorsports sheets publication Blazing Fast. Of course, this vehicle does not exist in the game even as an inaccessible game model.

It was probably a concept from the design phase that wasn't further developed for inclusion, but the renders could still be used in the game's advertisements. It maybe even served as the design basis that led to or influenced the designs for the Quadra Turbo-R 740 and Mizutani Shion since it shares similar design elements with both sports cars.

Perhaps it simply does not exist in the game because it is not yet on the sale market by 2077. That aside, my headcanon is that Stallion intended it to be a direct competitor to the Quadra Turbo-R 740.

EXHIBIT 02: Unnamed Rifle

An ad for "guns and ammo" depicts an AR-15 styled firearm with heavy modification. This one is probably just a graphic made for the fictional advertisement. CDPR's approach to firearm design makes a very clear effort to distance their designs from their IRL inspirations just enough to be unique yet also reminiscent so this design would have been too literal for its class.

Still, I think that this would be a smart rifle with the sizable underbarrel element being the fire control system (targeting and programming of smart rounds). It would be a very welcome addition since there's only one smart rifle in the game currently: the D5 Sidewinder. Only it's iconic version is anything of impressive merit unfortunately. This unnamed theoritical smart rifle would deliver higher damage, acquire targets more quickly than its SMG counterparts, but would only have 15-20 rounds available per magazine.

#404 content not found #cyberpunk 2077 #night city #cyberpunk #cp2077

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slayer537 · 1 year

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HE★VENS paired with planets based on Greek gods

Mercury (Hermes) - Nagi: Hermes is known to be physically and mentally fast. I feel Nagi could be a spry kid and he’s known to be smarter than he looks.

Venus (Aphrodite) - Van: the flirtiest member of the group gets the love goddess

Mars (Ares) - Yamato: He’s a fighter so makes sense with the god of war

Jupiter (Zeus) - Eiichi: leader, pretty self explanatory

Saturn (Cronus) - Eiji: Eiji likes gardening and I thought that is somewhat close to how Cronus is the god of harvest

Uranus (Uranus) - Shion: For the member who worships Heavens the most, I feel it’s best to pair him with the god of the sky close to heaven. His hobby is also bird watching.

Neptune (Poseidon) - Kira: In Love Affair Drama CD, he says the rain calms him down and his favorite color (and idol color) is blue.

Bonus: Pluto (Hades) - Raging: he gives them all hell XD

#utapri #heavens #eiichi otori #kira sumeragi #nagi mikado #eiji otori #van kiryuin #yamato hyuga #shion amakusa #pairings #headcanon #HE★VENS #uta no prince sama

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pearlsephoni · 10 months

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Sink Me Deeper

Can also be read on AO3!

Rating: E

Fandom: Psycho-Pass

Pairing: Shinkane (Akane/Kogami)

Characters: Akane Tsunemori, Shinya Kogami, Shion Karanomori, Yayoi Kunizuka

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: Akane leaves the lingering summer warmth behind for an entirely different heat down below.

A/N: Written for @shinkaneweek day 1: God or nature as providing protective or spiritual care! also happy birthday Kogami, ya big dope hehe further author's notes can be found on AO3.

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Twice a year, Akane was seized by the strongest sensations of mourning and excitement: mourning for the life she was leaving, and excitement for the life she was returning to. This time, she was mourning the cottage she shared with Shion, the beautiful meadows and groves that she brought fruit to with her beloved older sister.

“Be careful on your travels,” Shion murmured, squeezing Akane tight. “Remind your big important husband that I won’t hesitate to make another eternal winter if he lets anything happen to you.”

“Shion!” Akane laughed, her words muffled in her sister’s shoulder. “I’ll be fine. Sho won’t let anything happen to me.”

“Good.” With yet another kiss to Akane’s temple, Shion finally pulled away, though she still held her little sister by the shoulders and stared sternly at her. “Do you have an obol for Sho?”

“Yes.”

“And your vial is intact?” Before Akane could answer, Shion peered at the tiny glass vial hanging around her neck, making sure the cherry blossom inside was still alive. “Remember—”

“The magic is for emergencies only,” Akane recited with a sigh.

“Good girl.” Despite the curve of her lips, Shion’s eyes were melancholic as she gazed at her sister. “Well…I suppose that’s it, then.”

“I’ll be back before you know it, Shion,” Akane murmured, wrapping her in one last hug. “Safe and sound, like always.”

“Being queen of the Underworld has made you sound way too responsible,” Shion sniffed. “Go on, then, return to your kingdom, little blossom.”

“I love you.” Akane pulled away with a kiss to her sister’s cheek. She was unsurprised to see tears welling up in Shion’s eyes, but her heart still twisted at the sight.

“I love you, too. Now go.”

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Her return to the underworld was a bit of a whirlwind, as it always was. Her arrival was expected, but she liked to keep the precise date of her return a mystery. She couldn’t help the fact that she relished the sight of everyone greeting her with surprise, joy, and just a touch of panic.

“His Majesty won’t be happy to be the last person in the household to welcome you back,” Yayoi hummed with a wry grin as she wrapped Akane in a warm hug. Her long, pitch-black hair seemed to blend into the silken material draped around her body, with tiny jewels glimmering along the expanse like stars in the night sky. It was fitting garb for the goddess and personification of night.

“If he’s upset about my arrival, he can direct his complaints to Shion,” Akane scoffed fondly. “She’s the reason I’m here a day late.”

“Is that so? And, ah…how is your sister these days?”

Akane grinned at the goddess of night’s terrible attempt at seeming casually uninterested. “She’s fine. I’m sure you’ll be seeing more of her, with the nights growing longer this time of year.”

Yayoi narrowed her eyes, but couldn’t do anything to hide her faint flush. “Kogami’s last meeting won’t end for another hour or so. Would you like to call for some food?”

Akane could see right through the older goddess’s abrupt change in topic, but didn’t point it out beyond a tiny smirk. “No, no, I…I think I’d like to return to our chambers, actually.”

It was Yayoi’s turn to smirk. “I’m sure you would. Would you like someone to accompany you?”

“No, that’s alright. We’ll see how well I remember this place.” She stole one more tight hug from Yayoi before making her way to the chambers.

She could barely hold herself back as she walked through expansive halls, trying to enjoy the dark columns illuminated by torches and glittering gold frames around beautiful paintings. Plush rugs cushioned her steps and jewels sparkled along the edges of the stone floors. It really was a beautiful palace, worthy of the King of the Undead. But that didn’t keep her from bursting into a sprint as soon as she was deep enough into the palace to be the only one in the hallways.

She felt silly, girlish, like the maiden that her sister tried to preserve for so long. But this was different from all that. Now she was a full-fledged goddess, Queen of the Underworld, dashing through the halls to see her husband.

Catching up with all of the chthonic gods must have taken longer than she’d realized, because when she reached the chambers, they were already prepared for her arrival: her favorite garnet sheets were freshly-stretched across the bed, her clothes returned to the wardrobe, even a platter of grapes and cheese with a decanter of ruby red wine.

Then she took a proper look at her clothes in the wardrobe and discovered the true explanation for the preparations: there, hanging front and center, facing forward in a silent request, was Shinya’s favorite dress. It was a deep red that reminded Akane of the pomegranate seeds that had sealed her fate, with gold clasps over the shoulders, sheer material that would drape over her arms, and a gold, braided belt around the waist.

The servants hadn’t moved quickly. Shinya had prepared for her arrival, going as far as to request her favorite food be brought to the royal chambers.

“You spoil me, My Lord,” Akane sighed, fondness curving her lips and longing tugging at her chest. It was foolish, she knew it was foolish, but her amusement at teasing Shinya was fast melting into a desperate impatience to see her husband.

There was nothing to be done but enjoy a bath, put on the dress, and pour herself a glass of wine. The rich notes of the wine washed over her tongue and eased the nerves that lingered in her stomach.

How much time had passed? An hour? Yayoi had said he would—

“Akane?”

She spun to the great doors, which stood open, forming a perfect, darkwood frame to the only sight she’d been longing for. “Shinya.”

He was dressed in silks that were such a dark blue, they looked black. Only the comparison of their hue against his messy hair revealed their true color. His black hair was shorter, as though freshly-trimmed, but it still threatened to fall into his eyes, that flinty, stony gaze that matched his kingdom so well. He looked every bit the intimidating King of the Underworld…except for the light flush on his sculpted cheekbones and the bitten-pink of his parted lips.

He wasn’t just the king of shadows and shade. He was her husband, her beautiful husband who she’d missed dearly.

And yet…there was always a space of time when they were newly uncertain of each other, a bittersweet result of their time apart. Shinya was slow, deliberate as he shut the doors behind him and stepped towards her, and Akane mirrored his pace, taking careful steps until they stood within arm’s reach of each other.

Then he lifted a careful hand and brushed the backs of his fingers against her cheek in a mere breath of a touch, one that she leaned into, eager for any scrap of his warmth that she could steal. “You’re here,” he whispered, skating his fingers along her jaw and under her chin.

“I’m here,” she whispered back, her words ghosting against the thumb tracing her lips.

“I…I missed you…my queen.”

“I missed you, too, my king.”

Those soft words finally brought a smile to Shinya’s lips, a sight Akane only got to relish for a moment before she was humming into a sweet, gentle kiss. “Mm…you’ve been enjoying the wine?”

“Only a sip.” She slid her arms around his shoulders with a blithe smile. “I was waiting to enjoy the rest with you.”

“An ever-generous queen,” Shinya chuckled, letting his hands trace the curves of her body and settle on her hips with a light squeeze. “I’m afraid I had a more…selfish pleasure in mind.”

“Is that so?”

“Mm…” His eyes dragged across her features until they fell open her lips, the weight of their gaze making Akane bite at her bottom lip instinctively.

“Well, then, Your Majesty,” she purred, stepping out of his embrace with a small smirk. Holding his gaze steadily, she slowly loosened the belt at her waist and unfastened the gold clasps holding her dress together, letting the deep red fabric go slack around her, only held up by her hand at her chest. “Enjoy me.”

Shinya’s gaze darkened with desire as he followed her steps towards the bed, shedding his own long chiton until he reached for Akane and pulled her against his naked body. “Does Her Majesty have any special requests this evening?” he asked, coaxing her hands away from her dress and letting the material fall to her feet, leaving her completely bare.

The cool, still air of the Underworld sent goosebumps skittering across Akane’s skin, except for where Shinya’s body was pressed to hers. He had always been warmer than her, down to the scent of brimstone and amber that rose from his skin. She took hold of his wrist, guiding a hand from her waist, along her hip, and between her legs. His hand left a path of warmth across her body, and even when he cupped her mound, the heat of her arousal was smothered by his hot skin. “Show me how much you’ve missed me,” she breathed against his lips, gasping when a single, broad finger delved between her folds and dipped into her arousal.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

He guided her backwards until the backs of her knees bumped against the bed, then gently lifted her until she fell against the soft covers. She’d barely stopped bouncing before her legs were pressed open by his wide shoulders and his dark hair tickled her inner thighs. That was all the warning she got before his tongue opened her up in a firm, wide lick. “Oh!” she gasped, burying her fingers into his hair.

He only hummed in response, his focus fixed on sucking her clit between his lips and rolling his tongue around it. Six months…half a year of longing for him, only able to soothe herself with her own fingers, and now here she was, being feasted on and spoiled by his attentions. It was almost overwhelming, being so suddenly caught between his clever tongue lapping at her clit and his broad fingers coating themselves in her desire before pressing into her. He hadn’t forgotten anything about her body, knowing exactly where to curl his fingers up and how to ghost his teeth against her, making her cry out as her hips arched off of the bed.

“Shin-yah!” she cried, rocking against his mouth as he soothed her clit with his tongue. “Ah, ah, oh, stars, I—!”

“Already?” he chuckled, his low tone almost rumbling through her. “How much did you miss me, my queen?”

“So much,” Akane gasped, her words rising into a whine when she looked down and found him gazing up from between her legs, chin and lips soaked in her arousal. “I missed you so much, Shinya, every single day— aaahn!” Her desperate words brought his lips back around her, sending lightning sparking through, stronger and stronger until she thought she could glow from pleasure. “Close, I’m close,” she said breathlessly, earning a low chuckle that vibrated against her. Shinya didn’t pull away, only rolled his tongue around her and sped up his curled, thrusting fingers, driving into her sweet spot until the pressure was too much to bear.

She broke with a long, drawn-out wail, hips jumping against Shinya’s fingers and lips in time with the waves that washed over her again and again and again.

She didn’t know how long she shuddered with her orgasm, but eventually she tugged Shinya’s head away from her, giving her swollen clit some reprieve from his overwhelming expert attention. “You’re stunning,” he breathed, gazing down at her with blown-out eyes and a soaked nose and mouth. “I’d almost forgotten. Can you give me another one? Let me hear your music again?”

The awe in his voice paired with the way he licked his lips nearly made Akane agree. But she held strong, shaking her head and using her fingers in his hair to guide his lips to hers. “Later,” she murmured, brushing a kiss to his lips. “Right now, I need you in me. All of you, Shinya.”

Shinya swore softly before taking her lips in a proper kiss, licking into her mouth and letting her taste her own desire as he carefully lined his cock up to her swollen pussy. When he began to carefully rock forward, she fell away from his lips with a cry, too focused on the stretch of his bulbous cockhead. Nothing, nothing compared to this, the impossible fit of her husband’s long, thick length into her tight cunt. She was still swollen and sensitive from her first orgasm, but she was also dripping wet, easing the slow breach of every roll of his hips.

“Fuck, Akane,” Shinya groaned, letting his forehead fall to her shoulder, his wild hair tickling her throat. “You feel divine…I almost forgot how well you take me.”

“Yes, yes,” she whined, dragging her fingers through his hair as she tightened her legs around his hips to urge him deeper inside. “Only you, Shinya. Fuck me, please, nothing fills me up like you.”

When their hips finally met, they were both trembling, Akane from the tight fit and Shinya from the effort to not move. By the end of the night, once they made up for lost time, he would be able to drive into her without any warning besides her begging. But for now, after so long, their bodies needed extra time to remember how to fit together. She loved him like this, ever-so-careful of her comfort and waiting so patiently for her to whisper, “Move.”

Then, with a growl, he pulled his hips back until her walls clung to only his tip, before rocking forward, filling her all the way in a single thrust.

His rhythm was relentless from then on, filling the room with the sounds of their moans and the wet slap of their skin. She felt consumed by him, being both filled up and surrounded so completely by his broad form while being pinned by his dark gaze. She could barely see the gray of his irises, his pupils were so blown by desire. It should’ve been at least a little unnerving, but she couldn’t look away, feeling drunk on how thoroughly he wanted her.

She was almost disappointed when he fit his hand between their bodies and drew circles over her swollen clit, making her orgasm suddenly crest over the horizon. She’d wanted more, wanted to feel bruised from his size and pressure, but she couldn’t resist falling over the peak with a cry of his name.

Her walls rippled and clenched around him, drawing him deeper and deeper, until he was groaning with his own orgasm. The feeling of him filling her up made her tremble with another pulse of pleasure, leaving her whimpering by the time his softening length slipped out of her. Without thinking, her hand shot down to cup her mound, keeping his seed from leaking out. Her cheeks burned when she realized what she’d done, but her embarrassment burned away when she found Shinya staring at her messy fingers, teeth sinking into his kiss-bruised lip.

“I, um…could I have a towel?” she quietly asked when he made no move to leave the bed. He blinked back to himself with a small jolt, his cheeks flushing prettily under her eyes.

“Of course,” he murmured, hurrying to stand on shaky legs.

Akane wasn’t really in any hurry—she was perfectly content to melt into the bed, feeling loose and pliant with satisfaction. But she was still eager to take a damp cloth from Shinya and wipe herself clean while he poured fresh glasses of wine. “Well?” he hummed when he sat on the edge of the bed, holding her glass out for her to take after she tossed aside the cloth. “Was that to your satisfaction?”

“I dunno,” she giggled, smiling around the lip of the glass. “It might take a little more than that to really satisfy me.”

“Ah…is that so?”

She hummed, sitting up and stealing a kiss that tasted of rich wine. “The night is still young, no?”

“So it is…” He ducked in to trail kisses down her neck, gently grazing his teeth against her pulse. “What else can I do for you, my queen?”

“Right now…just hold me.” She smiled when he pulled back, watching his surprise melt into fond understanding. “Tell me how you’ve been, Shinya, truly.”

“Well then.” He suddenly stood, fetching the tray of cheese and grapes and carefully setting it on the bed next to Akane. “We’ll need some sustenance.”

Conversation flowed as they caught each other up on how they’d passed their months apart, feeding each other and occasionally pausing to pass sips of wine between kisses. Akane had missed this, the easy conversation and lighthearted debates, as much as the sex, maybe even moreso. That was the best thing about their marriage, and the thing that made their separation so difficult: Akane missed him, Shinya as a whole, longed for his quiet laughter and small, serious frowns as much as she’d missed his lips and fingers and heavy-lidded eyes.

“What?” he suddenly asked in the middle of the story, brow raised.

Akane shrugged, letting her fond smile linger on her lips. “I’m just happy to be back.”

Shinya’s sharp features softened as his fingers found hers. “Me, too. I missed you, Akane.”

“Show me.”

And for the rest of the night, he did, wiping away any lingering thoughts of their time apart until all Akane knew Shinya, King of the Underworld, Lord of the Dead, Receiver of Many, and, most importantly, her husband.

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putschki1969 · 1 year

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Under the Rain - Ambient Border

In 2023, the world is engulfed in nuclear flames. A nuclear winter has arrived and Earth has become inhabitable. The few remaining survivors are put into cryogenic sleep for 100 years in hopes of preserving humanity. During the span of these 100 years, many cryogenic devices are being affected by the cold and malfunction. Some of the only pods which continue working are the ones designed by Japanese factory “Urushibara Industriell”. After overcoming the ice age, a few people awaken from their hibernation and reclaim the world.

Several decades have passed since then. The play takes place in Rengoku City, the world's only city in which civilization and culture still exist. It has been revived using Urushibara's android technology. The key to this successful reconstruction is human memory, the new energy source. Human memories are collected and preserved in so-called “memory balls” which are used as a means to upgrade AIs. Humans are powerless as their memories are being exploited while artificial intelligence is slowly gaining the upper hand. In the wake of this Urushibara dictatorship, resistance groups and bands of outlaws have formed to protect the memories of citizens. However, the technological “Singularity”, i.e. world domination of AI, is imminent.

In the midst of all of this, there is one man named Anji Akashi who is on the run with his sickly wife Leco Akashi. They encounter an AI named Asebi and Sho Yogai, the leader of a group of thieves called “Utsusemi no Mukuro”. Unbeknownst to Anji, they all have a shared history. An incident from five years ago has turned their lives upside down. However, their minds have been wiped clean using a memory ball and the characters are now partly operating on the basis of false memories. After a year-long search, Sho is finally in the possession of the memory balls which contain those precious memories from five years ago. The prelude transitions into the main part of the play as their memories start to unravel.

Character Description - Asebi: One of the androids manufactured by “Urushibara Industriell”. She is the type of AI that is equipped with the ability to “grow”. Among her fellow growth-type AIs she is the one that excels at sensing emotions and affections. By conveying said feelings in the form of “singing” she aims to break through the so-called “ghost-border” which will bring her closer to becoming more human.

In the above scene Urushibara scientists Anji, Sho and Shion are trying to teach Asebi, one of the company’s manufactured AIs, how to emote and express feelings via singing. Meanwhile, Anji’s colleague, genius researcher Reiko, is conducting her own experiments with her android Cle-ar//. These experiments serve the purpose of making the AIs “grow” and pass the “ghost-border” so they can become more human and will no longer have to rely on stolen memories. If they cannot achieve their goal, the technological “Singularity” may be unstoppable.

C.C.C 10th Anniversary Stage 『Ambient Border』 February 5, 16h Performance PART 1 & 2 ※ When I downloaded the play, it was split into two parts. I think it’s because the file was too big or maybe the video was too long for my download tool.

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Anji, Sho and Shion all work together at Urushibara Industriell where they try to make AIs more human by having them cross the “ghost-border”. One of their colleagues is Reiko, a genius researcher and the cold-hearted daughter of the head of Urushibara. She used to be Anji’s girlfriend but due to her growing up in a loveless and cruel environment, she never learned how to be in a loving relationship, she is incapable of showing love and sees herself as undeserving of love. This eventually made them break up. Reiko is terminally ill which is why she is looking for ways to escape her fate. Reiko’s plan is to transfer her mind into Shion’s body and become “post-human”, basically resembling an AI, becoming invulnerable and ridding herself of any human trace. Having taken over Shion’s body, she turns into the evil mastermind of Urushibara aiming for a complete technological “Singularity” and wanting all humans to take that final step towards post-humanity. In the wake of this incident, Anji and Asebi’s minds are wiped clean and Reiko’s body becomes a sickly and empty shell, she is subsequently referred to as Leco. Anji and her run away. Based on fragments of their mind and false memories, they fall in love, get married and build a life together over the span of five years. After becoming the leader of a group of righteous thieves, Sho finally finds the memory balls containing Anji and Asebi’s memories. With their memories restored, they all confront “Reiko” in a final battle. It is Asebi’s singing that saves the day. Music being the most universally human experience not only helps Asebi cross the ghost-border, it also awakens the dormant human traces in Reiko and prevents the android Cle-ar// from taking over world domination. Reiko learns how valuable human emotions are and that she is in fact capable of being loved despite her dark nature. To free Shion, Leco offers to host Reiko’s mind again despite having become her very own person with her own feelings and experiences. Anji objects this idea vehemently because first, he thinks Leco’s mind will be erased and he doesn’t want to lose the love that has grown between him and Leco in the past five years. Second, he knows Leco’s body comes with an expiry date and storing Reiko’s mind again would only make things worse. The solution is to put her into cryogenic sleep until they can find a cure for her ailment. Leco promises Reiko that during their time asleep she will show her what it means to be loved. When they eventually wake her up they realise that Reiko and Leco’s minds have merged. Reiko clearly remembers Leco’s love for Anji and is happy to be reunited with him again.

#kalafina #hikaru #video #ambient border #TRIGGER #under the rain #REALLY love the song #Hikaru's vocals are a little shaky in the chorus #maybe one day I can provide a detailed summary of the entire play #but today is not that day #honestly still struggle with understanding the finer plot details #too many characters

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otra-dimension · 2 years

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For my own sake here's my list of how I think Saga/pope Ares interacted/treated the gold saints

While he pretended to be Shion for the past 13 years he didn't really know how to treat Mu so he just became more stricter and serious. Mu didn't think anything of it since he thought that his personality change was due to him getting older. When it was revealed that it was Saga all along and that he killed Shion he was 100% willing to kill Saga if given the chance. (also yes i think he would kill saga in one go)

Aldebaran

Nothing changed. I said it before and I'll say it again everyone loves Aldebaran so luckily he didn't get caught in any type of emotional crossfire amen 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Deathmask

Honestly I think this is one of the very few "healthy" relationships that he has w anyone. For the most part DM follows Saga on his own accord and doesn't really get told off like everyone else. The worst that he's gone through is an aggressive remark from Saga but other than that they're kinda chill.

Aiolia

Yeah uh idk what else to add that hasn't been explored LMAO. Just to refresh Saga killed his brother, didn't do anything to stop the constant harassment and death threats he received, gaslit him multiple times to second guess both himself and Aiolos, mind controlled him and almost made him kill Seiya etc. Besides all of that I think Saga just tried to not acknowledge him either out of guilt, awkwardness or to save himself from the hassle of trying to rope Aiolia into his scheme.

Shaka

Saga knew that Shaka was one of the strongest saints along with him and he knew that he was egotistical. He used his ego and self idolization to manipulate Shaka to follow him unquestionably. Shaka was a type of right hand man to Saga who "helped" run the sanctuary whenever Saga wasn't around because what's the easiest way to get people to follow you than to drag around one of the most praised warriors in all of Sanctuary.

Dohko

While Shion and Dohko did loose contact after the previous holy war they did communicate every now and then to see how the other has been. I like the hc that they would send each other letters and that they stopped when Saga came into the picture. Saga would still receive them but would never write back. The only time they did communicate was whenever he made announcements or commands and to Dohko that became a red herring for something being wrong in the Sanctuary.

Milo

Similar to Shaka (ego wise) Saga would almost always praise Milo after his missions especially in front of Aiolia. To Milo it was a great booster bc what's better than being the "favorite" of the pope and being praised almost all the times in front of that traitorous bastard. Saga also used Milo as a pawn to indirectly put Aiolia down which is why Milo was never told to back off from during their youth.

Aiolos

yeah...

Shura

If there's one man who went through hell and back it's definitely Shura. He got wrapped into this whole thing from the start I hc him being one of the first people who went to Saga's aid when he tried to kill Saori only for him to get the short end of the stick. Bc Shura was really young and admired Aiolos it was near impossible to get him to kill Aiolos so Saga did the best thing he could think of and mind controlled him the whole time. Ever since then Shura kind of became a puppet for Saga to use whenever he needed something done and bc he was a witness to his crimes Saga had a v close eye on him. This heavily affected Shura and led to him being very shut off and reserved from the others and only ever confiding with Aphrodite and DM.

Camus

I think Camus is one of the golds that Saga interacted with the least but that doesn't mean he didn't use him where he could. Saga was deeply interested in Camus' lack of emotion and restrain so he wanted to experiment a bit and see how it'd go if he were to train some students hence Isaak and Hyoga. It doesn't go as planned and to make matters worse he notices that the two made Camus a bit more emotional. In return Saga told him directly that he was growing weaker which led to Camus becoming crueler and stricter with Hyoga out of frustration (this is a whole 'nother can of worms but hopefully you'll get the idea)

Aphrodite

His relationship isn't too different from DM. He also chooses to follow Saga on his own accord and a main difference is that he's usually on Saga's good side. Aphrodite does see him differently as he genuinely believes that Saga fits well in the position of a pope. Aphrodite does share a similar role to Shura where he is also used by Saga to get things done or certain people gone.

But uhhh yeah that's it ty if you read all of it I'll literally die for you. Feel free to ask any questions I'd definitely love answering them.

#Saint Seiya #Gemini Saga #borg babbling #i didn't reread any of this so sorry for any mistakes #also i didn't add kanon bc it didn't make sense for me to put him there but i will elaborate on him if asked

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triedpklove · 7 months

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🎶 💙 for any OCs of your choice? ^^

i do all 3

🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

Phebe enjoys music with a lot of orchestrals in it, however her dad would listen to a lot of rock/metal while working on his little hobbies so she has quite the taste in rock as well.

Haruna likes R&B but enjoys bedroom pop as well. She also likes ambient music when shes really fucked in the head

Shion listens to a lot of Japanese math rock and Shibuya-kei :)

💙 BLUE HEART — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world?

Phebe inherited the Izayoi from her mommy dearest however her mom has banned her form using it because she's blind because of it. IDK if that counts. I havrnt thought a lot about ars magus aptitudes for Haruna or Phebe so maybe this will inspire me to

Shion however is oddly REALLY good at healing magic for their age. They know other basic spells and whatnot but they can heal a wound within seconds, no matter how deep.

#tyty

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arkannos567 · 7 months

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Indignación

Los personajes pertenecen a Masami Kurumada. La imagen de la portada no me pertenece, créditos al genial artista :D

Advertencias: Personajes OoC, comentarios y contenido sexual, un poco de modismos. Arantza es mi OC. Fic NO YAOI.

Como saben, aquí la lógica se sale por la ventana xD

Esta historia como todas las que escribo son regalo para mis dos pilares que me impulsan con sus comentarios para continuar escribiendo; Nyan-mx, Eramaan Viimeinen, esto es para ustedes :´)

—Indignación—

Indignación; Sentimiento de intenso enfado que provoca un acto que se considera injusto, ofensivo o perjudicial.

La vida se había encargado de enseñarle de la manera más cruel y sádica que existía que el ser curioso no traía nada bueno.

Ya lo había comprobado cuando tenía solo quince añitos y le pregunto a Shion quien sería su sucesor en el trono, y al saber la respuesta lo mató sin consideración alguna -en su defensa, queda decir que cometió ese acto bajo la influencia maligna de un bélico dios-. Ya después Aioros terminó siendo acusado de traidor y fue asesinado por Shura. Aioria sufrió maltratos y su risa se apagó por la falsa acusación contra su hermano. Todo el Santuario quedo al dominio completo de Ares, un loco dios psicópata con fuertes deseos de sangre, sexo y caos. Ah, y como ignorar sus tendencias nudistas.

Sin omitir el pequeño detalle de que él mismo quedo atrapado dentro de su propia mente, siendo un simple espectador de como el Dios de la Guerra hacía y deshacía a su antojo. Y cómo olvidar a su hermano Kanon, que fue encerrado en Cabos Sunion donde su único destino era morir en esa fría y desolada cueva para convertirse en comida para peces, pero la bondadosa y pequeña Athena le salvo de ese trágico final.

Pero como siempre, la curiosidad, esa maldita curiosidad característica de los Géminis, le estaba haciendo tripas corazón desde que Kanon entró a la sala con un humor que muy pocas veces tenía la dicha de ver. Su manera de caminar, el cómo lanzó la chaqueta al suelo y se dejó caer junto a él en el sofá soltando bufidos era una clara muestra de su ira.

Estaba más que enojado, incluso la palabra furioso quedaba corta en comparación al sentimiento que había transformado en una mueca de disgusto a ese rostro que siempre portaba una sonrisa socarrona en los labios ante cualquier adversidad. Que Kanon estuviese así, tan molesto, era una verdadera sorpresa. El que siempre estaba molesto y con cara de culo -según Kanon- era el mismo Saga. Era conocido en todo el Santuario que casi nadie podía hacer enfadar con facilidad a su gemelo, pues este era un jodido experto en voltear la situación a su favor.

Los hacia quedar como unos completos idiotas y él, un prodigio en el arte de la manipulación, salía victorioso en cada debate y ¿Por qué no? Pelea física. Kanon no solo se valía de sus puños y cosmos para hacer caer al enemigo, también atacaba sus mentes sin necesidad de usar el Satán Imperial o crear ilusiones. Kanon desestabilizaba a sus adversarios con sus brillantes comentarios sarcásticos y déspotas, haciendo que la seguridad de sus contrincantes se cayera al más profundo de los abismos del cual no saldrían jamás.

Kanon era un genio… Aunque no lo diría en voz alta, así le pagaran por ello.

Por ello, el verlo sentado junto a él de brazos cruzados, respiración errática y ceño fruncido, le producía una enorme curiosidad. La pregunta estaba en la punta de su lengua, a casi nada de ser pronunciada. Pero, como aprendió de joven, la curiosidad nunca es buena y, como decía el dicho; La curiosidad mato al gato.

—Ya. Escupe. —espetó el menor sin quitar la vista de la televisión. Un mohín de disgusto apareció al ver que Saga había puesto por quinta vez en la semana El silencio de los inocentes. Estaba seguro que su hermano ya se conocía los diálogos de memoria —Se que quieres preguntarme que me pasa, te conozco y me conozco. Somos Géminis y nuestra naturaleza es ser metiches.

Saga alzó una ceja, metiches no era una palabra que usaría para calificarse así mismo, más bien seria curioso. Menos ofensivo y más elegante.

—Habló enserio Saga, ya pregúntame. —gruñó Kanon, llevándose ambas manos al rostro con frustración —Necesito sacar esto de mi sistema sí o sí.

"Bueno, que quedé claro universo, yo quise evitar ser fisgón" se dijo Saga a sí mismo, encogiéndose de hombros con resignación.

—¿Qué tienes? —preguntó al fin, tomó el control y pauso su película. Con un movimiento elegante cruzó su pierna derecha sobre la izquierda y giró un poco su cuerpo para mirar a su gemelo.

Kanon extendió sus manos y las miró por lo que pudo haber sido una eternidad, un ligero temblor le estaba atacando. Era tanta su rabia, su ira, que no podía contenerla por más tiempo en su cuerpo.

—Antes que nada, ¿Te acuerdas de Arantza?

Saga ladeó el rostro y sonrió; Como olvidar a esa mujercilla de piel morena clara, cabellos de un bonito verde olivo y ojos grises que tuvo la dicha de contemplar una vez. Sus encantos merecían toda la atención del mundo. Y qué decir de su voz al cantar, era una pequeña ninfa vagando por las tierras santas de Athena. Una ninfa muy bonita que cautivaba con su pureza e inocencia que muy pocas veces se podía contemplar en una futura Amazona.

Si el pudiera conquistarla lo haría sin dudar, pero su promesa de celibato le impedía entablar relación sentimental ya fuera con ella o alguien más. Se había comprometido a durar diez años sin relaciones sexuales y lo iba cumplir.

—Si, la recuerdo. —asintió, resistiendo las ganas de sonreír.

—Ella es la causante de mi rabia. —espetó Kanon, tragando saliva con pesadez —Tenemos… Teníamos cuatro meses saliendo.

Al estar concentrado en sus manos, Kanon no observo la sorpresa en el rostro de Saga. El mayor arqueó las cejas y abrió la boca en un gesto casi cómico, pues la confesión le había tomado desprevenido.

—Yo fui quien empezó a buscarla. La visitaba cada que finalizaba su entrenamiento y charlábamos. Llegamos al punto de hablarnos nuestras cosas, nuestros miedos y temores. —prosiguió Kanon, dejando mas anonadado a Saga ante ese despliegue de sinceridad —Y, como tiene que suceder en cada relación sentimental, el momento sexoxo no se hizo esperar.

Si Saga no hubiese estado sentado, se hubiera caído sin dudar al suelo. Su cabeza volteo a ver tan rápido a Kanon que hasta su cuello soltó un pequeño crujido. Jamás le paso por la mente que su gemelo y él llegarían a hablar de eso.

—Prepare todo, absolutamente todo. —continuó diciendo, sus palabras fueron acompañadas por movimientos de sus manos —Compre velas, rente la mejor habitación del puto motel de cinco estrellas con jacuzzi incluido. —Saga parpadeaba muy lentamente, intentando procesar a velocidad de la luz todo lo que estaba escuchando —Me compre calzones de marca —informó Kanon, bajándose un poco el pantalón y mostrando el tirante de la prenda que decía Calvin Klein —, le compre la pastilla del día siguiente, condones de varios sabores y, joder, compre hasta halls negras, Nutella y chantilly. Y tu bien sabes que odio el chantilly.

En algún punto de la conversación, Saga empezó a sentir una inmensa vergüenza por escuchar todo eso. El no era muy bueno hablando sobre el sexo, el era bueno practicándolo -sus múltiples amantes se lo hicieron saber en su momento-. Algo le decía que esa dantesca historia que le estaba narrando su hermano seria con descripciones graficas que no necesitaba y no quería saber.

La curiosidad mato al gato, y el estaba a punto de morir.

Maldita curiosidad. Y maldito fuera él por andar de metiche.

—Kanon… —dijo a media voz, intentando llamar la atención del mencionado.

Cosa que no funciono, pues el otro le ignoró y siguió contando su trágica historia.

—Cuando llegamos al motel, empezamos como todos empiezan. Besos, caricias y jugueteos.

Saga intento no hacerse una imagen mental. No quería imaginar a su gemelo teniendo sexo con sus parejas, eso era sumamente… IUHG.

—Y cuando la vi desnuda, uf, te aseguro que se ve divina con la lencería de gatita que le regale. Pero se ve mucho mejor sin nada puesto.

"No te imagines nada, no te imagines nada, no te imagines nada"

—Kanon, resérvate los detalles y mejor vamos al punto que ocasiono tu enojo ¿Quieres?

—A eso voy. —farfulló, frunciendo el ceño —Es solo que tienes que saber todo el contexto para comprender la situación que atravesé y que aún me enerva la sangre. —Saga abrió la boca para protestar, pero Kanon se le adelantó —Total, lo hicimos en la regadera, el jacuzzi, el tantra, el columpio y en varias posiciones. Debo admitir que ella supo aprovechar los halls negros y te juro que es el mejor oral que me han…

—¡Agh! ¡Kanon! ¡Cállate la boca, eso no me interesa saber! —gritó, llevándose ambas manos a los oídos. No le importaba estar actuando como un mocoso berrinchudo.

—Ya, no seas dramático. Ni que fueras virgen para no saber esas cosas.

—No lo soy imbécil, ya he tenido sexo y me conozco el kamasutra al derecho y al revés. Solo que no me interesa tener una imagen mental tuya teniendo sexo.

—Na, no sería mucha diferencia. —dijo Kanon, encogiéndose de hombros —Imaginarme a mi es como si te vieras a ti mismo, mismos gestos, mismos gemidos, lo único diferente es que yo estoy más dotado que tú. —una pequeña sonrisa curveo sus labios, era una sonrisa burlona —Y no necesitas imaginarlo, hermano, solamente ten sexo frente a un gran espejo y mira tus gestos.

Saga le miró boquiabierto para luego soltarle un golpe en la nuca. Kanon solamente se rio quedamente.

—Volviendo al tema…

—No quiero detalles Kanon, no te los estoy pidiendo. —gruñó Saga, cruzando los brazos sobre su pecho.

—Ajá, nada de detalles. —asintió enérgicamente, sus cabellos rebeldes se mecieron al compás de sus cabeceos —Después de una buena dosis de mi —se señalo a si mismo —nos fuimos a la cama, según a descansar. —dijo, haciendo comillas con los dedos. Algo en su cara le hizo saber a Saga que la situación que le hizo enojar ya estaba a punto de ser rebelada, pues un brillo oscuro y siniestro nació en la profundidad de esos ojos verdes. —Ella ya había exprimido todas y cada una de mis energías que me quedaban, mi cuerpo no daba para poder ser yo quien llevara el ritmo de la penetración.

Saga cerró sus ojos e inhalo lentamente, rogando a los dioses por paciencia.

—Así que la deje montarme y, oh Dioses, jamás me habían usado de esa manera. El solo recordar como se movía sobre mi pelvis, su enloquecedor y abrazador calor, me enloquece y me lleva al borde de los más profundos y hermosos abismos de la pasión. —Kanon recostó su cabeza en el sillón y soltó un suspiro. Saga temió por un momento que las caderas de su gemelo se empezaran a mover, pues estaba seguro que de solo recordar lo que paso ya se estaba excitando de nuevo —Pero toda esa entrega, esa pasión y gemidos palidecen contra lo que salió de sus labios, sus carnosos y deliciosos labios, cuando exclamó el nombre de otro al llegar al maldito orgasmo. —la boca de Saga formó una pequeña "O" —Y lo peor es que ese nombre sea el de tu maldito hermano gemelo.

Sus manos se crisparon en un segundo y con violencia se levanto del asiento y sin dar tiempo a pensar o actuar, estampo con fuerza un cojín en la cara estupefacta de Saga que no tuvo tiempo de moverse ni alzar sus brazos en defensa propia.

—¡¿Sabes que es lo jodido de todo esto?! —vociferó Kanon, mirando con rabia a Saga, el cual seguía con cara de no entender que carajos estaba pasando —¡Que no es culpa ni tuya ni de ella! Yo fui quien provoco todo esto al hacerme pasar por ti para poder conquistarla. Todos estos jodidos meses Arantza pensó que había conquistado al mojigato elegante de Saga de Géminis.

Como si hubiesen activado un interruptor, Saga miró con estupefacción y un deje de rabia a su hermano, el cual no se amedrento y siguió con esa mueca de disgusto.

—Kanon… —farfulló Saga entre dientes. Hace mucho tiempo atrás, cuando eran adolescentes, tuvo muchos problemas por esa pequeña travesura que hacia Kanon al andar conquistando a varias chiquillas en su nombre. Eso le había acarreado castigos por Shion al pedirle que ordenara la biblioteca y un sinfín de besos robados cuando llegaba a Rodorio a sus usuales paseos. Mas de una vez tuvo que morderse la lengua y fingir que si conocía a la nieta del tendero y que tenían una relación estable cuando ni al caso.

La gota que derramo el vaso fue cuando se le juntaron tres noviecitas de Kanon -todas creyendo que tenían una relación con Saga de Géminis- y tener que luchar con los impulsos de lanzarlas a la otra dimensión si no dejaban de desgreñarse. Ese día volvió a casa con arañazos en los brazos y una marca roja en la mejilla, gracias a la bofetada que le propino una de ellas.

Mientras Kanon estaba muerto de la risa a los pies de la escalera y Aioros no hacia mas que decirle en un tono burlón que eso le pasaba por ser un golfo.

Su mirada se achico mas de ser posible, deseando poder matar a Kanon con ella.

—Kanon nada Saga, Kanon nada. —le interrumpió, meneando la cabeza —Ya tendrás tiempo para reclamarme el que haya conquistado a una chica en tu nombre… Otra vez. —dijo, y Saga estaba seguro que estaba leyéndole la mente —Ahora solo cállate y escúchame, por una vez en veintiocho putos años escúchame. —le rogó —Yo, te juro que nunca pensé caer tan… tan… tan perdido por una mujer. —Saga alzó una ceja al reparar en el tono herido en la voz de su igual —Ósea, yo estaba dispuesto a todo por ella. Incluso a desaparecer todas las sillas del jodido mundo para que se sentara solamente en mi cara.

—¡Agh, Kanon!

—Pero ahora, con mi ego y sentimientos heridos no me siento bien. Me duele el alma, el corazón y mi cuerpo, y no solo por su cruda traición. También me duele por todo el sexo que hubo este día. —Saga parpadeó varias veces ¿Cuál traición? Si el que la traiciono fue él al hacerse pasar por otra persona. —Me siento usado, humillado y denigrado. Aunque yo haya sido el error, eso no la justifica a ella por hacerme sentir de lo peor.

Saga estuvo a nada de decirle un par de verdades a Kanon -y uno que otro insulto por hacerse pasar por él para conquistar chicas-, pero el menor se agacho para recoger su chaqueta del suelo y sin previo aviso le golpeo con ella, despeinándole.

—¡Ya Kanon!

—Ya Kanon nada, ya te dije. —bufó, mirándole con rabia contenida —Si me llama, por que lo mas seguro es que lo haga —Saga alzó ambas cejas y abrió mas la boca, ¿Acaso Arantza tendría tan poca dignidad para buscar al idiota que fingió ser otra persona para enamorarla? Esperaba que no. Kanon le tendió su celular, el cual tomo con cierta duda —Tu le vas a contestar y le dirás que estoy ofendidísimo, indignado, ¡Humillado! No le di mas de seis orgasmos en una noche para que me confunda con otro idiota…

—Tu mismo lo provocaste, pedazo de imbécil.

—Y dile que yo con ella ya no regreso. —apretó los puños y se apartó un par de mechones del rostro, ignorando deliberadamente el comentario del mayor de los dos —Ni aunque me llore y me suplique. —con pasos orgullosos emprendió el camino a su habitación, dejando a Saga en el mismo lugar donde lo encontró. Antes de perderse en la oscuridad del pasillo, volteo a verle sobre su hombro, Saga entrecerró los ojos sin quitarle la vista de encima —Dile que a ella le quede grande, por eso prefiere a tipos como tú.

Sin decir una palabra más, se perdió en el pasillo, dejando a Saga ahogado en un mar de emociones en el cual la indignación era la que predominaba su ser. Oh si, quería ir tras los pasos de su igual para desaparecerle de una vez de la faz de la tierra y cumplir lo que Ares no pudo en su momento. Ese coraje que mantenía su cuerpo rígido y alerta no se iría con nada.

El que Kanon se indignara era una verdadera idiotez y Saga no soportaba las idioteces. Y ver que el teléfono comenzó a sonar y el nombre de Arantza se leía en la pantalla con un corazón a un lado le dejaba en claro que el único que estaba y merecía indignarse era él.

—Fin—

Gracias por haber llegado hasta el final de la historia, espero haya sido de su agrado y perdón si el final es muy simple :(

Nyan, Eramaan, una enorme disculpa por mi ausencia, últimamente la vida se me ha puesto algo de cabeza y el que la lap se haya descompuesto no ayuda en nada. Espero que este pequeño fic haya sido de su agrado y les prometo que vendrán mas a futuro, al igual que las continuaciones que les debo. Las quiero y extraño sus comentarios, les deseo unas muy felices fiestas :)

Gracias por acompañarme en todas mis locuras.

SafiroBipolar567

#saint seiya #my fic #hermanos #family #los caballeros del zodiaco #humor #saga y kanon #saga #kanon

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