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Desolation IV - Saizo x MC
Author’s note: Thank you for all the likes and reblogs, people! Here’s Chapter 4. I hope you enjoy it and that Saizo is not too OOC.
Word count: 446
Modern AU
Tagging: @marin23jones @suzunesays @books-and-colours @uxoremmikael @mistakenmessenger @that-otome-potato
‘Don’t run away from me now, little lady.’ The words spill out of his mouth before he can stop them. His words have the desired effect on her. She turns.
His heart hammers against his chest, almost painful. He welcomes the pain. His eyes drink in her form. She is still the same, with her sweet face and kind eyes. Her hair sways in the breeze. She takes in his appearance, and takes a few steps forward. He does the same. There isn’t much distance between them now. He could reach out and touch her.
Her eyes hold an emotion he can’t quite place. It is a mixture of adoration, sadness and recognition.
She remembers.
‘Saizo.’ His name falls from her lips, her voice a piece of music he has not heard in years. No, centuries.
He wants to touch her, and see for himself, that she is here, that God has granted him a new life, with her, in a time where his hands are not soiled with blood. He wants to kiss her and feel the warmth of her lips against his own, a warmth he didn’t know he craved for so long. He wants to memorise every inch of her and commit her to his memory, should time prove to be cruel and deprive him of her again.
But he waits.
Waits for her to make the first move. She closes the gap between them and embraces him. Her arms tighten around him, almost as if to make sure that he is still there. His arms find his way around her too. She doesn’t let go.
‘I’ve been looking for you.’ She mumbles against his neck, her voice cracking. ‘All those years. I almost gave up.’
Where were you? Why didn’t you look for me? She didn’t need to say those biting questions out loud.
He frowns. He doesn’t remember any other life after the Sengoku and before this one.
She had searched for him for centuries, he realises. She had felt this loneliness over and over again in all the lives she had lived. She had felt this inner turmoil for all those years. All that pain. All that sadness. All the desolation. All alone.
His heart clenches with emotion and his vision clouds with tears. His eyes close in an attempt to stop the tears from falling. But still, hot tears run down his face, for the first time in years.
He doesn’t need to hide how he feels anymore. He won’t hide from her. Not in this life.
‘I’m here now, little lady. I’ll make up for all those years you spent looking.’
I promise.
He always kept his promises.
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I wanted to draw the house leaders with their custom uniforms!!
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Lessons Learned
Saizo is the last April entry on my 2019 Year of Smut. This is actually a plot bunny I’ve had for a while, though it played out slightly differently (Yukkins spotted the rope burn marks on MC but only assumed it was training, when in reality it was something quite different). I changed it around as a kind of love letter to otome in general, since the further I dive into the fandom, the more I find people gaining confidence in their creativity and sexuality. I also really love the idea of MC as anything but a blushing virgin.
Saizo x MC | SLBP | Explicit
The candles are flower scented and flicker occasionally in the darkness of the room. Behind the confines of her blindfold, MC can see the amber light and shifts against the floor, moaning as the bright red ropes used to bind her limbs chafe against her skin. Despite the coarseness of the fabric, her wrists rest comfortably underneath her head: her legs spread eagled and a single, fine thread of fabric tightly rubbing against her folds if ever she moves.
A part of her wonders how she got into this. The majority doesn’t care.
One thing is for certain: it began with Yukimura.
Yukimura has always been passionate about training; that much is obvious to anyone. Saying he cares deeply about improving his skills on the battlefield adds as little to everyday conversation as a description of the weather. Even so, MC goes out to the training field every day with snacks and every day is impressed by his boundless enthusiasm. Not a day goes by that he doesn’t push his body to the limit, whether it’s sprinting from one marker to another, lifting heavy weights or both concurrently. He is a force of nature and immeasurably strong...which is exactly why it was so odd to find him tied up and wriggling on the floor.
“And you hold it tight, like this!”
At some point Yukimura had had his wrists bound, all while Saizo leaned over and looped his fingers around the rope.
“Tighter!”
Saizo raised an eyebrow.
“Are you sure?”
Yukimura sucked in a single deep breath before nodding, pulling his wrists against his bindings.
Something about it left MC unable to do anything except stare, watching Yukimura drag at the ropes while Saizo grinned impishly behind him.
It was Sasuke who spotted her first, rushing over to help himself to dango and alerting the others in the process. Saizo was only too enthusiastic to whisk a couple of skewers from the plate, leaving Yukimura to sit on his knees and tug at the ropes behind his back..
“What are you doing?”
“We’re…” Yukimura sucked in a deep breath and wriggle. “We’re preparing for hostage situatio-“
In an attempt to free himself, he had stretched his arms around his waist. Unfortunately, he had also completely misjudged his balance and fell over onto his front with the grace of a sack of potatoes.
“Honestly, dear,” Saizo sighed, reaching for his shoulder and lifting him into a kneeling position once again. “Are you even trying?”
“It’s like you’re enjoying this,” Yukimura muttered, only to hiss in discomfort as Saizo tightened the ropes.
MC considered every time she had been stolen away from the Sanada; every strong smelling cloth crushed against her lips and blade held to her throat. Learning how to escape from such situations would be more than useful and her contemplation of the matter must have been written all over her face, for Saizo poked at her shoulder.
“In your own little world, little lady?”
“Ah! Sorry,” she spluttered, “I was just thinking about how helpful it would be to know such things.”
She was being sincere and remained so even as Saizo raised an eyebrow and Yukimura blushed a bright red.
“If that’s what you’re into, little lady, who am I to refuse?”
She was so excited at the prospect of learning a new skill that she thanked him several times, realising how her words might be misunderstood much later. Even so, when he arrived in her room with an armful of ropes and promise to teach her a lesson, she made no attempt to correct him.
And so it is that she sinks her teeth into the gag he fixed around her mouth and grinds her hips, sighing at the ripples of pleasure that she gains as a result. He drags off her blindfold and she stares up into his handsome face, taking in his mischievous grin and careful fingers.
She tries to speak, but settles instead for making incoherent noises against the gag, which seems to please him, for he strokes the very tips of his fingers along each of her toes. He traces them along the inside of her thighs, across her heated core and up along her stomach until he reaches her chin.
He strokes his finger along her jawline and her stomach churns with anticipation. She doesn’t know how he expects her to last for much longer considering he has only touched her in the briefest of fashions and already she’s close.
If she knows anything about him, though, it’s that he always has a plan and tonight is no exception to the rule.
“Tell me, little lady,” he says, reaching for the candle she used to light her room. “Shall we begin?”
He hooks his finger under the gag and looks her straight in the eyes. MC stares right back at him, daring him to continue and slip one finger close enough to her teeth that she might nip at the skin.
Finally, when she’s starting to think he’s never going to move, he tips the candle and allows a drop of hot wax to land on her collarbone. He tips it again, lower, and MC squeezes her eyes shut as it dribbles over the sensitive skin of her nipple.
Each drop of wax shifts her focus away from the ache between her thighs and Saizo’s pace is far from consistent. He cannot regulate the way the candle drips or the wax lands; she recovers from the shock of one, just for another to land mere moments later. Sometimes he leaves her waiting and waiting, only to indulge her with stinging heat when she least expects it.
She loses her awareness of each individual drop of wax, far more conscious of the rising heat of her body than any individual splash. She needs the heat, needs the pain.
Saizo seems to notice, for he sets aside the candle with a smug expression, making a point to look her in the eye before leaning over and blowing it out.
He slips one finger underneath the gag and over her lips, dragging off the fabric in one swift motion.
“Now, tell me,” he says, tossing it to one side and lifting a blade. “What have you learned, little lady?”
He scrapes the knife’s edge against the dried wax on the inside of her thighs and MC gasps at the mixture of sensations.
“Y….” she manages to make out, only to lose herself in the increased sensitivity.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Y-“
“Louder!”.
She wishes she could only reach him and wrap her arms around him. She has tricks of her own, after all. As if in response, he smiles and cuts the rope that keeps her legs in such a restrictive position and she stretches them out in relief, flexing her toes and easing her overstretched muscles. Saizo is on the move too, placing the knife back and lifting a riding crop.
MC has no idea where it came from, only that her mouth grows dry at the very thought of what he plans to do with it. She bites her bottom lip and watches him trail his fingers along it in almost exactly the sort of way she wants him to touch her body. Saizo can make her jealous of even the most mundane things, it seems, from chopsticks at dinner to the clothes he wears. She has no idea how he’s managing to make her jealous of a riding crop, but from the way he smirks at her she’s certain that it’s deliberate.
“Now, tell me,” he says, stretching out the riding crop where she can see. “What have you learned?”
Truthfully, she’s learned a great deal from him ever since they became lovers. She knows more about her own body and his than she might have believed possible, has learned an almost shameful amount of techniques to pleasure herself.
She also knows exactly what to say next.
“Nothing. I’ve learned nothing,” she says, before gasping at the impact of the riding crop hitting the inside of her thighs.
“Are you quite certain of that?”
She laughs and then she hears it; another swish of the riding crop in the air, followed by a thud as it makes contact with her flesh. It leaves a stinging, throbbing sensation in its wake, yet she finds she hungers for more.
He can control the rhythm of the riding crop far better than the candle, which he uses to his advantage, throwing all of his weight forward and letting her believe that he’s about to flog her most severely, just to step back right at the last second and gently trail it across her skin.
“Look at me,” he commands.
She doesn’t know when she closed her eyes, only that when she opens them he’s abandoned the riding crop in favour of his dick, stroking the soft skin and tempting her with its hardness. She bites her lip, wanting it inside her; willing him to bury it deep.
“You’re a terrible student,” he says, shuddering at his own touch. “I don’t think you deserve this.”
MC tugs at the robes that bind her wrists, just to whimper when they hold. She wants to reach out and touch him more than anything; to drag him onto her and have him fuck her senseless, but he ignores every noise she makes.
“I deserve it,” she protests, her voice little more than a sob. “I do, I do!”
He ups his own strokes and makes a noise of approval.
“I might just stand here and make you watch,” he says, smiling at the way she thrashes against the ropes. “That’s what happens to naughty little ladies, after all.”
He lets go of his cock and reaches for the knife again, cutting the ropes that bind her wrists. She sighs in relief as they are released and he sits down beside her, allowing her to run her fingers through his hair and drag him in for a hungry kiss.
He laughs when she pushes him over onto his back, more than capable of countering her and deliberately holding back. He smiles up at her as she holds his wrists to the floor, the same impish grin as when he tormented Yukimura.
“You should know,” he says, “naughty little ladies are the best of all.”
Not so long ago she wouldn’t have believed him, but as it is she is inclined to agree. She agrees as she straddles his waist and loosens his clothes; agrees as she laces her fingers with his by way of an anchor. She definitely agrees with him as she lowers herself onto his dick, sighing in delight at a different sort of stinging heat.
She shifts her weight and takes him in over and over, completely unsure what to do with her hands and making it up as she goes along. She snatches them from his and runs them along her breasts, which bounce from the force and feel so inexplicably good when she clutches them. She tangles her fingers in her hair, gathering it above her shoulders in an attempt to feel even more naked.
Saizo holds onto her, holding onto her hips and egging her on, far more enamoured by the sight of her unraveling than he is the feel of her riding his cock. They both remember the moment he took her virginity; her blushes and apologies at how little she knew of sex. She is different now- greedy in the bedroom and only too eager to chase her pleasures every time their bodies touch. She knows exactly how best to position herself to ride out the build of her release; isn’t embarrassed anymore when it takes her over. She doesn’t shield her face anymore and mutter an apology. Now she embraces it, gripping Saizo’s hands and squeezing her eyes shut as her walls clench so tightly around him that it leaves him gasping too.
Now that her eyes are shut, she can focus on her other senses, from her fluttering stomach to the cold air against her back. She can smell each and every candle, a sweet scent intermingled with their own.
She takes a deep breath, the candlelight almost unbearably bright when she finally opens her eyes again. At some point Saizo reached one of her hands to his lips and runs his lips over her knuckles.
She leans forward, as if to climb up from him, and he releases her hand. She doesn’t get up, though, instead reaching across the room for the ropes he cut from her.
He raises an eyebrow as she turns them over in her hands, looping the rope around one finger and then another, an unreadable expression across her face.
He lifts his wrists without hesitation, crossing them over to make them easier to bind.
“Easy, now.”
His earlier question lies unspoken; little more than an echo at the back of their minds.
What have you learned, little lady?
She replies, not with words, but the snap of a rope.
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A Witch’s Heart Ch 7
Sorry that my updates have been so inconsistent lately. I’ll try and get back on track soon. I posted this chapter on Ao3 earlier today but had to leave for work before I posted it on here. Link here and at the bottom
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Rika’s Truth
Back in the corridor with Rika MC only smiled at the gun in her face. "Really? A gun. Could you be anymore cowardly?" A vicious smile curled onto Rika's lips and she laughed.
"Well you can't be too careful when fighting another witch." MC couldn't hide the shock if she wanted to and Rika seemed satisfied. Lowering her sword MC only laughed a little.
"Alright humor me. How did you know I was a witch?" Keeping the gun up Rika let out an evil cackle and held out her hand. A book materialized in it and suddenly everything made sense. Why she was so interested in the twins, and her refusals to visit them at her home. "So you're a witch then. Is that why you wanted to separate the twins? You knew what it would do to them?" Rika laughed again and it made MC's blood boil.
"Of course I did. Ideally I wanted them both but I knew that the chaos caused by separating them would be that much more sweeter. However V resisted the idea once you came into the picture. He thought you were a better fit." She didn't hide the bitterness in her voice. MC would feel her blood boiling and her magic was spilling out. Clouds began to roll into the room and MC made no move to control it. "However you keep getting in the way so for that I have to kill you. Then I'll make the boys and V love me completely." She began to laugh and MC could feel a murderous intent behind her. She quickly turned on her heel and cut down a black vine that had manifested behind her. A loud bang rang through the room and MC faced Rika just in time to block the bullet coming her way. Rika continued to fire bullets but MC blocked all of them with sheer ease. The gun began to click and Rika tossed it aside in anger. "Just who do you think you are to challenge me? No one is more powerful than me!" More black vines came after MC but they turned to ash before getting closer to her.
"Honestly I'm just someone way out of your league." Rika's attacks didn't stop but neither did MC. The fines that Rika conjuered never got close enough to scratch MC. "Did you really think you could beat me? I can tell by your weak spells that you're barely a hundred. You really should of done your homework before coming after me because the truth is that I'll always be more powerful than you." Rika could feel her magic getting weaker and MC could also sense it. "I am over four hundred years old and you never stood a chance in hell against me." A threatening aura filled the room and for the first time in a long time Rika was truly afraid. While Rika was frozen in her fear MC lunged toward her ready to strike her down, but suddenly a head of mint hair appeared in between them. Both of the women recognized it as V and reached for him. MC was faster and was able to get her arm around V's waist and jumped back with him in tow. When they landed back on the ground MC felt a change in the air and V nearly collapsed to the ground. More vines came after them but MC barely fended them off. It was almost as if Rika's power had doubled since V showed up. As if on cue Rika began to laugh and continued her assault.
"V dear thank you so much for joining us. I feel so much better now that you're here. Come here my sweet." V could feel his body being pulled toward Rika. He looked back at MC and she could see the conflict all over his face. Suddenly MC understood what was happening. Rika was fueling her magic with V's energy, like some kind of succubus. Putting a barrier around them MC made sure her voice reached V.
"Jihyun you have to leave! Rika is using you to power her magic. She could kill you, Jihyun!" At the sound of his true name V stopped walking and faced MC. Rika's vines swarmed the barrier and began to push through it. There was so much that V wanted to say but he only held up his hand to give MC her wand. She smiled at him and took it, feeling the magic flow through more evenly. "Speak your name and you'll be free." It was a simple sentence but it felt like a fire was suddenly burning inside of V.
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Saizo: MC no... I've had a long day.
MC: awe come on Saizo, wait don't move your neck or I'll bite you.
Saizo: MC stop that right now...
MC: *love bite* >:}
Saizo: Okay, you got my sweet spot.
MC: Well of course I did... say my name, say my name...
Saizo: When no one is around me, MC I will love you. I don't play no games.
MC: Say my name, say my name...
Saizo: MC you're never shady, always be my lady because you never change.
MC: Awe, Saizo! 💕
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Shigezane cursing = new religion
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⊳ Kirigakure Saizo x MC of Samurai Love Ballad Party (SLBP)
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Desolation III - Saizo x MC
Author’s note: Here is chapter 3. Hope you enjoy it.
Word count: 486
Modern AU
Tagging: @suzunesays @quincette @uxoremmikael @that-otome-potato @marin23jones @books-and-colours @mistakenmessenger
It had been a long day, without any sight of the brown haired girl, much to Saizo’s displeasure. He needs to see who this girl is. Why does he feel she is the woman from his dream? The sound of loud giggles make him look towards their source. He can make out a group of girls near his next class. One of them hits the other with a book. Saizo looks on, unusually intrigued.
‘If you do know, then tell her who he is, Umeko. Please.’
‘Matsuko! That hurts! Now I’m definitely not going to say anything.’
He move closer to the group and spots the long brown hair. The girl is standing with her back to him. Found you.
Matsuko hits her friend again in obvious exasperation.
Umeko rubs her arm playfully and replies, ‘The silver haired guy, right? He’s friends with Sanada Yukimura. His name is Kirigakure Saizo.’
Oh, so they were talking about him.
‘I see.’ The brunette’s voice is quiet now. An emotion he can’t quite name stirs his heart at the sound of her voice. It was sweet, but at the same time, somewhat mournful and–
A strong hand claps down on his shoulder, shaking him out of his musings.
‘Why did you sit in a seat so far away from mine, Saizo? I was so bored, I couldn’t understand a single word.’ Yukimura smiles happily and punches his shoulder lightly. ‘Why are you standing just outside class, though? Your cheeks are red. Saizo, are you okay?’
Saizo did not move. The brunette must have heard Yukimura talk and say his name. She says something to her friends and walks towards the exit.
Saizo looks at Yukimura’s expectant face. ‘Cover for me, little lord,’ he says, as he walks towards the exit. He needs to catch this girl, right now, before she disappears. Something tells him that she might leave if he didn’t hurry. People moving to and fro between classes slow him as he chases after the girl from his dreams.
Who is she? Why is she asking around for him? Why is he reacting this way? He could care less. Against his better judgement, he runs after her, his heart gripped in the sudden anxiety of losing her.
As he runs, he remembers something from a long ago, when a child of the shadows went against the whole village of Iga, wanting to save his only light, the woman he loved. How the snow had fallen that day. How he had sent all those assassins to their deaths in a rage and sent her running away for her own safety.
He stops when he reaches the parking lot. The brunette has stopped too, her back facing him as she fumbles with her car keys.
‘Please.’ His voice is hoarse, unnatural. Why is he pleading with this girl he doesn’t know?
Who is she?
He knows her, but he doesn’t.
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Saizo x MC x Yukimura “Three way confession”
(I hope you like it.)
Eventual Smut
Fandom: SLBP
Pairing: Saizo x MC x Yukimura
Word Count: 2163
Tags: Masturbation, heavy petting, Fingering, awkward discussion of feelings
Written for: @ikemen-discord-writers
Request: “I see you’ve started without me.” requested by @jennacat84
Late in the night MC closed her door, taking a thankful deep breath for the day to have finally been over. It hadn’t been completely terrible, but her mind still raced back to earlier.
MC hadn’t been spying, she was resting in a spot where she just happened to be able to watch Yukimura training. Watch how his skin started to glisten, and hear his grunts get louder and more pronounced. Where she could feel her cheeks warm up as the sounds took her mind a different place than the training field.
“Are you enjoying the little show?” Saizo had casually stepped up, his arm wrapped around her, pulling her close with a hand on her side.
Whatever warmth had been tinging her cheeks doubled and she was certain he could feel her heating up all over. His hand seemed to send sparks through her, it felt so nice.
MC had pulled away, trying to remember what she had been doing. “What? I- what? No… I was just taking a little break is all. I should get back to work now.”
Saizo hummed an amused understanding letting her hurry away. Though she was certain if she had looked back he wouldn’t be there, the sensation of being watched hurried her away.
Even later, once everything was done for the night and she sought solace in her room, there was that feeling of being observed. With that she found herself sensitive to every move she made. Though she wasn’t sure which one made her more nervous. The mental image of her with Yukimura, and him making those sounds had her squeezing her knees together tightly to keep the wanting at bay. But the way she felt like she could easily melt into Saizo made her head spin.
With a sigh MC fell back onto her futon trying to cover her face and hide her embarrassment. “That was… bad.” She grumbled, certain that Saizo knew exactly where her mind had wandered.
“What was bad?” The voice and the slight sensation of the fabric of her kimono. MC squeaked and scurried away from the sensation, putting some distance between her and Saizo for her to glare at him.
“I really wish you would stop doing that.” She looked around trying to see if there was anyone else that she had to be worried about.
“Stop doing what?” He made himself comfortable on her futon, watching her with a slight smirk.
“Scaring me like that.”
MC started to stand not wanting to be on the same futon with him, she wasn’t aware he moved until his hand latched onto her wrist pulling her down on top of him. “But I like surprising you.” It was easy for him to flip her, jostling her as she landed on her back. His finger traced along her pulse. “Are you telling me that you don’t like it?”
“Well, no not really.” She stuck out her chin defyingly.
“Is that so? Alright then.” He peered down at her, his clothes opening a little more being loose on him. Letting her eyes wander down his chest a little distractedly before he whispered, “then I should warn you. I am going to kiss you.”
MC tried to sit up, “what?!” The words barely passed her lips when she gasped. His warm mouth gently pressing against her neck, working his way down.
“I’m going to move your kimono out of my way.” His hands were already working to free her from the clothes.
“Wait- uh… what are you doing.” She held her hand up, trying to ignore the way she was starting to tremble and the excitement building up.
“Oh… I’m sorry, was I not clear?” The fabric slipped off her shoulder. “I know you were excited earlier,” he kneeled between her legs, setting a hand on her upper thigh, “and I really want to help. You know, just something between friends.”
“Saizo!” She grabbed his hand, trying to keep it from traveling anyway. “I… I didn’t know you feel this way about me…”
“Well-” He leaned forward murmuring into the crook of her neck, trapping the heat between them.
The door slammed open. MC jumped, releasing Saizo’s hand as she tried to squirm away. A few stomps and she could more easily see Yukimura, his face beat red as he looked everywhere but at her still trapped under Saizo. Her heart was beating faster than it had been before. “I see you’ve-you’ve started without me.” Yukimura managed to stammer out.
“Maybe she’d be more comfortable with you, Dear.” Saizo said, moving behind MC and holding her against him. “Though I don’t know if she’d like it. She doesn’t like surprises.” Yukimura’s shoulders dropped a little.
“Wh-what?!” MC pulled away, rearranging her clothes to cover herself.
“Well…. You see….” Yukimura closed his eyes. Took a few calming breaths and kneeled before her. “We realized how we both felt about you earlier. And we both were-”
“You were jealous, dear.” Saizo interrupted with a smile.
“We BOTH were!” Yukimura puffed out his chest, taking a moment to glare at Saizo, his face turning a deeper red.
MC scooted forward, resting her hand on Yukimura’s, “hey, you need to calm down. I don’t want you getting sick over… whatever this is.”
Yukimura started at her hand on his, tensing for a moment, “r-right.” He visibly relaxed, giving her what was still a slightly strained smile. “We wanted to know how you felt about-” he took her hand in his, waving between him and Saizo with the other one, “-us.”
“I like you both.” She gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.
“Okay but-” Yukimura pulled her close, so her hand was pressed against his chest, and they were almost nose to nose, “-do you LIKE LIKE us? Or just one of us?” His eyes flickered to Saizo for a moment and then back into hers. Yukimura’s eyes widened and he released her hand, averting his eyes once more.
“I-” She mulled over the situation. If Yukimura hadn’t come in, would she have continued with Saizo? Now that Yukimura was there what did she want? MC froze, her confliction showing painfully obvious on her face.
“Well I am fond of you both.” Saizo gave his opinion, standing next to them.
MC blinked a few times, was that an option? “Is it… okay if I like you both too?” Yukimura nodded vigorously.
“I’m glad that’s settled. Now, Dear, isn’t there something you’d like to tell MC?” Saizo pulled the futon closer to them all as he urged Yukimura. Getting a confused expression from both him and MC. “About your feelings?”
“Oh.” Both MC and Yukimura froze.
“Well,” Yukimura kept looking down as he reached out to hold her hand, “I-I like you.”
“I like you too-!” MC was responding when she was pulled from behind, her hand pulled from Yukimura’s.
“Good. Now… it’s getting late and I think it’s time for all of us to get to bed.”
“Uh? What about-” Her mind went back to the sensation of his hand on her leg.
“About what?” Saizo’s tone was innocent, but his smile was far from it.
“Nothing!”
“Okay- I guess we’ll leave then.” Yukimura stood up waiting for Saizo to come with him.
“I think it’s far too late for either of us to leave this room tonight, come, let’s keep MC warm.” Saizo stepped away to make himself comfortable, turning his back to MC and Yukimura as he did.
The pair shared a startled expression. “I mean… do you want us to?” Yukimura asked intently.
“I mean… I don’t- sure?” MC floundered for a response, trying to keep her pulse under control.
With a few more prodding Saizo was able to get them both in the blankets, MC sandwiched between them. Not able to stand the way Saizo smiled at her and how it made her core tighten by itself, she settled for facing Yukimura who laid stiffly besides her.
They timidly bid each other a good night, and the darkness started to settle in.
Despite the body heat of the two men on either side of her, MC’s hair felt like it was standing on end. Trying to surprise a shudder each time she felt Saizo’s breath on her shoulder. He scooted closer, and while she felt like leaning back into him she moved to give him more space. Eventually running into Yukimura who shivered as she brushed against him. Finally she leaned back, and pressed into Saizo. It felt like an eternity before she started to relax, the moment she did though his hand came up to rest on her hip.
She shifted a little under his touch, his hand traveled sending little spark through her, especially when his hand touched her skin. Squeezing her legs together, MC nearly yelped. Already starting to feel a little heady by the way his breathing quickened when he touched her. He murmured something comforting her the back of her neck. His hand easing upwards to the top of her thigh, coaxing an invite from her.
MC leaned back against him, starting to relax, his touch crept closer, wanting more. She swallowed nervously as she opened her legs a little. His fingers made his way to her folds and gently ran along it. “Ah… Dear?” Saizo called out to Yukimura, who MC could see was staring at the ceiling. “She’s wet.” He teased at her opening, spreading the juices around letting her feel how turned on she had become. “Don’t you want to watch the faces she’ll make?”
“Saizo that’s too much.” MC started to turn away, ignoring the ache that was growing inside her.
“No, look MC.” He directed her towards the bulge growing in the blankets over Yukimura. “I think working off a little steam might help all of us sleep tonight. We don’t have to do much. Why don’t I keep touching you, and Dear I want you to touch yourself and watch her. Imagine being in her.”
“O-okay, MC?” Yukimura still hadn’t faced her, but his cheeks were flushed and she could see how quickly he was breathing as well.
“S-sure.”
Quickly turning on a light Saizo pulled at MC. “Come back here then.” He helped her lay down and angle so her leg was thrown over his hip, exposing her to the colder air. She had barely gotten comfortable when he slipped a digit inside her, almost exploratory, finding a rhythm that had her tightening and clamping down on his finger. “Good- good girl. Look.” He slipped two fingers in her and started at a slow pace, that matched the speed of Yukimura’s own hand as he rubbed over the fabric, sitting up to look at both Saizo and MC.
“Uncover yourself Yuki.” Saizo urged, thrusting his fingers in at a sudden quickness that had MC gasping, her hands clasping onto Saizo and the blankets to steady herself. Though unable to keep from bucking up to meet his hand.
“Ah.” Yukimura gasped and quickly freed himself. Seeing his dick, MC tightened more around Saizo’s fingers.
Saizo chided her, “not yet, just a show for now. But imagine him, pounding into you. I wonder what expressions you’ll make.” His thumb found her clit and started circling it as his fingers matched the urgency of Yukimura’s hand as he rubbed himself, his glossy eyes staring hungrily at the mess Saizo was making of her.
He was relentless, “you’re going to cum for us MC.” He said with certainty, and she knew it was going to be soon, she was raising her hips, writhing against him that his hand was helping hold her open for Yukimura to watch.
Yukimura panted, grunting as he inched closer. “M-MC!” At his cry, MC felt the coil in her snap and trembling orgasmed around Saizo who still didn’t relax, keeping it up to make her whimper with sensitivity.
Saizo teased his teeth against her neck, making her even louder before he addressed the man who was starting to spasm, unable to look away from her. “She’s twitching Yuki, she’s cumming, she’s so tight.” Yukimura’s eyes widened and gasped, starting to cum into some fabric he picked up in a panic.
All three of them were breathing heavily, shivering and shuddering. Yukimura practically collapsing against MC. “I hope… this wasn’t anything important.” He murmured regretfully. It wasn’t something MC immediately recognized.
“It’s mine, don’t worry about it.” Saizo yawned, turning the lights back out. “Now you two get to sleep. I’ll be right back.” He took the piece from Yukimura and before either of them could adjust to the new darkness Saizo was gone.
They tried to stay up, stammering thoughts to each other, wanting to wait for Saizo, but both of them were sound asleep when a silent ninja crept back into the room, looking spent himself.
But when the morning arose MC found herself being snuggled on both sides by two men who she couldn’t see her life without.
(Thank you so much for reading, any feedback is appreciated!)
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Discovery
Have I mentioned my love for poly lately...because I really. REALLY love poly
Yukimura and Saizo’s collaborative entry on the 2019 YOS!
SLBP | Yukimura x Saizo x MC | Explicit
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Yukimura and Saizo have known one another from childhood. In many respects they grew up together-a fact that Saizo frequently denies, for he was a teenager at their first meeting. Even so, that scrawny shinobi is worlds from the one that pilfers dango from the kitchens to the point that MC might never have guessed they were the same person.
Saizo and Yukimura share stories that MC has never heard; jokes that MC will never understand. She loves hearing tales of their antics, trying to imagine this version of them that she will never know.
Their affection for one another is infectious, and even after marrying Yukimura, MC divides her time between them both. She might never know the people they were, but it’s difficult to feel unhappy about it when she shares so much of their present. They are both handsome, both strong and noble, and MC often jokes that she might have married Yukimura, but feels married to them both. They come as a pair in all senses, after all.
Saizo is naturally flirtatious and Yukimura almost too easy to fluster. She doesn’t complain when caught in the middle of their banter, shamelessly flirting with Saizo and kissing away Yukimura’s blushes. It’s never serious, nor uncomfortable. Saizo is the only man alive Yukimura would allow to flirt with her and even then he respects what few boundaries there are.
Their playful teasing and innuendo feels natural, as did the first time Saizo ever kissed her on the lips. They were drinking at the time and, while she does not remember exactly how, conversation turned to drinking sake from a lover’s lips. Just the description left Yukimura stammering and so naturally Saizo offered to demonstrate.
MC is sure she will never forget the heat blossoming up inside of her; her cheeks flushing a bright red as he deftly cupped her face and put a sake cup to her lips, eyes questioning. She accepted the alcohol, heart fluttering so quickly when his lips touched hers that for a moment she feared she would faint. It was as overwhelming as it was wonderful; the sake dripping from her jawline to her collarbone; the warmth of Saizo’s body so close to hers; Yukimura taking in every movement and sigh with bated breath.
Until that night MC hadn’t realised exactly how much she had been holding back. Now that the floodgates are open, she scarcely recognises her life before. It grows harder and harder to relate to the version of herself who didn’t admire her own naked body and slip her fingers between her thighs to match her husband and lover’s moans of pleasure. She no longer remembers what it was like to make love to Yukimura with no one else present.
She is spoiled, so very spoiled, but makes no apologies for how greedy she has become.
She spreads her legs for Saizo and scrapes her nails through his hair the closer she comes. She sits astride Yukimura and takes as much of him in as is humanly possible, all while stroking her clit in the manner she learned from Saizo.
She will watch, fascinated, as Yukimura kisses his way down her body, long lashes fluttering in ways they never do outside of the bedroom.
She will motion for them to come closer, to touch her exactly where she wants. Sometimes they oblige her. Sometimes they don’t.
This night is slightly more forbidden than usual. It’s the middle of the night and she’s sitting on her knees, cheeks flush and night robes around her waist.
Before now, they’ve only ever met within the relatively safe confines of their bedroom. Tonight, though, they’re out in the open, tucked away in an outhouse left empty in the summer months. MC breaks out in goosebumps at the knowledge alone that they might be disturbed.
She trusts that even if Saizo doesn’t hear anyone approach, he will be able to think of a good excuse and watches affectionately as he and Yukimura loosen each other’s clothes, allowing them to fall to the floor. She’s seen them undress countless times, though never tires of it. There is always a new scar or freckle she hasn’t seen before, their bodies enough of an enigma to keep her returning for more.
She smoothes her hands across her lap, trying and failing to hide her anticipation. She wants to touch them so very badly; to lose herself until her throat is hoarse and her thighs sticky from both of them.
She reaches for their cocks without hesitation, squeezing her fingers around one and then the other as she glances up from the floor. Yukimura blushes even now, as if he has never seen her in any state of undress, much less undressed and reaching for his cock. She squeezes tighter, pumping her fist from shaft to tip so slowly that it even leaves her desperate for more. She loves the sounds they make when she touches them; the way they buck their hips and whine.
She runs her tongue along the underside of Saizo’s dick, picking up the pace with her other hand and earning a groan of pleasure from Yukimura. Saizo sucks in a single deep breath, only releasing it to grin and call her ‘little lady’. He reaches for her hair, but she pulls away with a shake of her head before wrapping her lips around Yukimura’s.
She continues in this way for quite some time; the wet sound of her lips around them and their steady sounds of pleasure the only thing to break the silence. She makes sure to touch them exactly as they like to be touched and as fast as they prefer.
She does not, however, allow them to come. She slows down every time they get remotely close; every time one of them tries to take her by the hair. It’s unfair, after all, that they should get all of the fun.
She reaches down into her robes and strokes her clit, stroking her fingertip in time with her one handed thrusts. Perhaps it’s the knowledge that anyone might walk in, but even the gentlest sends ripples of pleasure through her body.
“Touch me,” she murmurs and they do not disappoint. Saizo lifts her up onto all fours and reaches out to caress her ass as she continues to suck at Yukimura. She gasps as Saizo takes hold of both of her arms and holds them behind her back, leaving her in a precarious position to say the least.
She turns to him, curious about what he intends to do next. She grinds against him, spotting the way he reaches to stroke himself and rubs the tip of his cock against her. He’s gentle when he pushes in and for good reason. The angling of her body leaves her aware of every inch of him.
It takes a few slow thrusts to fit inside of her completely, and she nods for him to go faster, crying out in a mixture of shock and pleasure when he does. Yukimura reaches out to card his fingers through her hair, guiding her back to his cock and stifling her helpless moans. She can’t think straight; can’t do anything else but moan and dig her nails into her hands. Every touch and new sensation leaves her seeing stars.
Her body tenses, every inch of her body focussed on the white heat at her core. She cries out, though no one hears, only Saizo aware of the pulses inside of her. He loosens his grip on her arms, leaving her to flop forward like a ragdoll,too caught up in her own afterglow to care about what happens next. Saizo turns her and rolls her over onto her back, and she smiles as Yukimura spreads her wide. She feels him slide into her, resting her legs over his shoulders to take her just as deeply as Saizo.
She bites down on her lip so hard that it breaks the skin, throwing her head back as he begins to pick up the pace with strangled moans of his own. She reaches down with one hand to stroke her clit and squeezes Saizo’s dick with the other. By now they are just as speechless as she is; each desperate to come and ride out the releases building inside of them for so long.
Yukimura’s thrusts grow so hard and fast that her entire body shakes from the impact. She knows she be sore tomorrow but can’t bring herself to care. She tries to pump at Saizo’s cock with the same amount of force, but even if her arms and legs didn’t feel so delightfully weightless, she doesn’t have nearly the same amount of strength in her arms as Yukimura.
She comes a second time, building swiftly from the first. By now she’s given up on moaning, instead closing her eyes and reaching out to hold onto her breasts, only for Yukimura to coax her hands away. His mouth drops open, slowing down his thrusts to an almost unbearable level. She watches, pink cheeked and satisfied, as the climax takes hold of him, leaving him to bury himself deep inside of her and fall so silent that for a second she’s concerned he’ll faint.
He groans, squeezing his eyes shut almost as tightly as he does her thighs. Under normal circumstances, she’d be worried about bruises there, but more lately she wears them as badges of pride.
She whines as he pulls out of her and takes a deep breath, dumbly glancing around the room as if it is new to him.
“MC,” he murmurs.
“Yes?”
“Where’s Saizo?”
“Saizo?”
She had hold of him just a second ago, yet he isn’t there when she looks. Even his clothes are gone.
“Wh-”
The slam of a sliding door shortly afterwards is all the explanation they need. Within seconds the room is flooded with lamplight, the cool night air sending shivers down her spine.
It’s difficult to tell who’s more embarrassed-Sasuke Sr, who presumably has come to investigate the strange noises, or Yukimura, who almost immediately shrinks back to cover her body with his clothes.
“S-s-s-Sasuke! I didn’t hear you-”
He drops his night robes over MC and hops to his feet, leaving her to wonder if he has forgotten his own state of undress.
“Of course you wouldn’t,” says Sasuke, though whether he refers to his own soft steps or their ragged moans MC can’t tell. “Not...you two at least.”
He gives them a wry grin and brief glance at the ceiling, seemingly unperturbed by his unintentional discovery. She follows his gaze towards the ceiling, past the rafters and towards the roof, just in time to see a shadowy figure escape through the the highest window.
She gasps, trying and failing to feign any sort of innocence.
"Goodness! Is there someone else in here with us?”
She’s grateful in more ways than one that Sasuke Sr-an experienced man in his own right- is the one to stumble upon their depravity. In all of Kai he is perhaps the one least likely to ask questions, second only to the man currently escaping across the roof, as silent and swift as a kunai in the dark.
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You know...you're actually the reason why I'm on Saizo's route rn in SLBP. aND I DON'T REGRET A THING CHOOSING HIM. DANGO BOI NEEDS SOME GOOD LOVIN! Now, what I want to ask is (in your opinion), which ending is better for his Act 1? And is his Remnant Ending worth it in Act 2?
GOOD CHOICE ANON! I’m so glad you’re loving it!!!! He needs love so badly T^T
Honestly, divine end all the way for Act 1 because the epilogue ties everything so nicely and reveals so much about Saizo x MC.
And YES the remnant ending is totally worth it. Baby Saizo and Yukkins!
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My Drawing list :D
I decided to write my master list of drawing! So you can watch them all here! And I will update this list when I have new works.
Hope you enjoy all these!
FA = Fan art works
DJ = Doujin (Comic) works
CM = Commission works
MS = Moonlit Sign (My side blog for abs//sexy art)
+Jan 2019+
[FA] - Sulking Bunny Kenshin
[FA] - Love-sick Bunny can destroy the world
[FA] - Bunny’s Nightmare
[CM] - Chibi Commission #1-2019
[FA] - Sleep well, Wifey
[FA] - Birthday Present♥
[DJ] - Don’t Fight lady Uesugi!
[FA] - HBD Ieyasu!
+Feb 2019+
[DJ] - Your long hair
[FA] - Bunny in kitchen
[FA] - Louis MIdcin from 3 years ago :P
[FA] - Zennie~ the naughty kitten :D
[FA] - Oni Kenshin please go out~
[FA] - God of wa... what???
[AT] - Random give away art!
[FA] - Lucky Draw #2
[FA] - Lucky Draw #1
[FA] - Happy V-day (*´艸`*)
[FA] - lolol Sorry! Kenshin
[FA] - Kenshin’s Birthday♥
[FA] - Zennie the naughty kitten #2
[CM] - Kailan, are you veggie?
+March 2019+
[FA] - 707
[FA] - Saeran-Ray
[DJ] - Wifey, Why’re you crying?
[CM] - My Commission rate and samples
[FA] - Too early for summer!
[FA] - Happy Yoosung Day
[CM] - Chibi Mitsuhide
[CM] - My Foxy girl
[FA] - Bunny... and stocking?
+April 2019+
[FA] - Magic petal spa healing
[FA] - Happy Jonghyun day
[CM] - Husbunnies Commission!
[FA] - Drawing Game#1 Fusion time!
[FA] - Happy Birthday Nico/Yuli
[CM] - Happy Fenrir's day
[CM] - Dragon of Echigo
[MS] - Bad rabbit
[MS] - HBD Saizo!
+May 2019+
[CM] - My calm foxy
[MS] - Turn (on) my page
[CM] - I’m fine (Nobunaga)
[MS] - Doodle bunny Kenshin
[MS] - Who wants to train the tiger? :)
[MS] - Purrfect Night
[MS] - Sparkle time
[MS] - Kiyohiro (SLBP) x MC
[MS] - Tie up Kenshin
[CM] - Splatoon2 Fanart
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Saizo makes me emotional AF.. I have a special love for the man, y'all don't even know..
#saizo#saizo kirigakure#takeda clan#takeda shingen#main story#mc x saizo#saizo angst#uesugi kenshin#sanada yukimura#ninja#cherryblossom#rain#cherry blossom#cherry#voltage#otome#voltage inc#samurai love ballad party#slbp#ninja love ballad party#kirigakure#angst#toyotomi hideyoshi#maeda toshiie#ishida mitsunari#tokugawa ieyasu#oda nobunaga#akechi mitsuhide#date masamune#katakura kojuro
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Masterlist fanatic & other stories
As you will see almost all of this is NSFW. Writing mostly SLBP at moment.
My work on AO3!!
SLBP
Handbag series
Where the Lords discover an item from modern MC’s handbag with various consequences… 😉
Nobunaga X Modern MC - tic tacs
Mitsunari X Modern MC - hand sanitiser (NSFW)
Ieyasu X Modern MC - music - part 1, part 2 and part 3 (NSFW)
Yukimura X Modern MC - condoms - part 1 (NSFW) and part 2 (NSFW - total smut)
Mitsuhide X Modern MC - maku-up (NSFW)
Kojuro X Modern MC - glasses - part 1, part 2 (NSFW)
Shigezane X Modern MC - sunscreen lotion - part 1 (NSFW), part 2 (NSFW)
Masamune x (modern?) MC - hair bands - prequel, part 1 (NSFW), part 2 (NSFW)
Saizo x Modern MC - deodorant & lighter - prequel, part 1 (NSFW), Epilogue (NSFW)
Inuchiyo x Modern MC
One Shots
Yasumasa x (Modern) MC (NSFW)
Kiyomasa X MC/Yahiko (M/F, NSFW)
Yasumasa x MC - Nothing! (NSFW)
Short one shots
An interlude with Kiyomasa (NSFW)
An interlude with Tadakatsu (NSFW)
An interlude with Kojuro (NSFW)
An Interlude with Sakuya (NSFW)
Ikerev
Fenrir x Ray x MC - The Night Before... (NSFW) - NEW
Fenrir x Ray x MC - The Morning After... (NSFW) - Comming soon!
Fenrir X MC - The kiss
Loki x MC - He Really Shouldn’t... (NSFW) - NEW
Accidental stimulation - Drabbles: Ray x MC, Jonah x MC, Fenrir x MC, Zero x MC - (slightly NSFW) - NEW
Mr. Love Queens Choice
Victor x MC - Masquerade Ball (NSFW) - NEW
Other fandoms
Harry Potter: Draco x Hermione (NSFW)
Tom Hardy one shot (NSFW), part 1, part 2
Note to my Wattpad readers. Wattpad deleted most of my work. Both slbp erotica and my normal stories. All slbp works you can find above, but for my normal work I’m looking to see if I can self publish through Amazon as it was so popular. Tbh I think that’s why I was flagged, because I crossed the 100k reads threshold and I was climbing the ranks in various categories. They must have taken a look. I’ve asked them why they’ve deleted all my work, and they said it broke the rules. The stories where for the sole purpose of sexual pleasure - or something along those lines. Considering the filth you can find on Wattpad I was rather offended. At least there’s a storyline and often love or falling in love involved. Not to mention it is written by and mainly for women. Sexual content usually is oriented towards men, well the vast bulk of it. So it annoys me that companies make it so hard for women to find their pleasure 😉. In any case any updates on my main Erotic One Shots series will be posted here.
Thank you x
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Masterpost for Mobile Users
Please let me know right away if there are broken links!
Last updated: July 9, 2020
Oneshots/Drabbles
In Your Arms Tonight:
Trial and Error - Koichi Natsukawa
Love Letter From Thief X:
How the Hermit Became Human - Takuto Hirukawa
Scandal in the Spotlight:
The Reason Why Cats Are Unlucky - Kota Igarashi
Kissed by the Baddest Bidder:
See You Tomorrow - Eisuke Ichinomiya
Coffee Candy - Eisuke Ichinomiya
Ten Glasses Later - Eisuke Ichinomiya
Ring Back - Eisuke Ichinomiya
(Re)cycle - Eisuke Ichinomiya
Untouchable - Group
99 Reasons Why I’ll Never Be Good Enough For You - Group, Eisuke-centric
Like the Sun - Eisuke Ichinomiya
Protagonist - MC
if i missed you, would you hold it against me - Eisuke Ichinomiya
tête-à-tête - Eisuke Ichinomiya
rendezvous - Eisuke Ichinomiya (NSFW)
and pandora wept - Eisuke Ichinomiya (NSFW)
observant - Eisuke Ichinomiya (from Eito’s POV) New!
let me drown in you - Eisuke Ichinomiya (NSFW) New!
Samurai Love Ballad Party:
half-finished, half-empty - Kirigakure Saizo
Send-off - Oda Nobunaga
Star-Crossed Myth
for you, the world (Leon/MC)
Multi-Chaptered
Kissed by the Baddest Bidder
Paper-Thin Disguise - Eisuke Ichinomiya | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |
Headcanons
Kissed by the Baddest Bidder:
Childhood Friend AU
The bidders’ greatest fears
The bidders’ reaction to MC’s death
Relationship fluff headcanons
MC forgives the bidders after cheating on her
The bidders’ reaction to MC dying in childbirth
How the bidders are when they cry
What tarot cards the bidders would be
How the bidders are 5 years after the MC dies in childbirth
Bidders taking a group selfie
Angel/Devil AU
MC reassures the bidders when they feel insecure
How the bidders were like as children
The bidders comfort MC when someone close to her dies
Jealous Bidders
The bidders with their children
The bidders when they hug
The bidders when they sneeze
The bidders when they laugh
Cell phone headcanons
The bidders when they sleep
The bidders when angry
The bidders’ favorite desserts
The bidders as best friends
The bidders + The Mincing Mockingbird Guide to Troubled Birds
The bidders when they fart
Your fave is problematic
At the Beach
The bidders react to MC becoming an auction manager
The bidders and MC on a day off
The bidders and oral sex NSFW
The bidders and general NSFW headcanons NSFW
The bidders as April Fools’ pranks
What languages do the bidders know?
The bidders’ past relationships
Would the bidders pursue MC if she were in a relationship?
Angsty Eisuke headcanons
The bidders and MC having a one-night stand
The bidders when they sing
How would Eisuke cheer MC up?
KBTBB Ages
Yandere Eisuke Tag
How would Eisuke react to MC having a terminal illness?
Eisuke and his daughter
Eisuke roasts
Eisuke’s reaction to MC’s strict upbringing
KBTBB MC College Headcanons
What if MC had a protective older brother?
Nicknames the bidders call MC
Eisuke and pregnant MC
MC with powers and the bidders’ reaction
The bidders with normal jobs
Eisuke and Baby Eito
What if Eito traveled back in time?
Eisuke being extra
Eisuke’s reaction to MC eating “commoner food”
The bidders when they dance
Does Eisuke love MC in other routes?
Eisuke unrequited love headcanons
The bidders and their dere types
The bidders and their pets
Bidders’ wealth, ranked
The bidders’ love languages
Supervillain Eisuke and Superhero MC
The bidders’ sizes ;^)
What if MC turns into a kid?
KBTBB MC’s hands
The bidders’ booty, ranked
The bidders as fuckboys
The bidders’ hands
What type of girl would each bidder fall for?
How would Eisuke help MC during a panic attack?
The bidders’ scents
The bidders as toilets with threatening auras
The bidders’ pet peeves
What socks would the bidders wear?
What if Eisuke/MC had amnesia? New!
Are the bidders + MC early birds or night owls? New!
Samurai Love Ballad: Party
Who kills the roach? Who runs away? (Saizo/MC)
Should you fight this character: SLBP Lords Edition
Fanart
Voltage Inc:
tag
Edits
Voltage Inc:
tag
Just for Fun AU's
Kissed by the Baddest Bidder
KBTBB Pokemon AU Tag
The bidders’ kids
KBTBB Coffee Shop AU Tag
KBTBB Road Trip AU
KBTBB Fantasy AU Tag
KBTBB College AU
KBTBB Fairy Tale AU Tag
The 2nd Generation Bidders / Tag
KBTBB Modern Deities AU
KBTBB Mafia AU
Eisuke Love Ballad Party
The Ichinomiya Siblings
MC Magical Girl AU
Samurai Love Ballad Party
SLBP Hana!MC Soldier AU
SLBP Kiddos AU tag
SLBP x Fate/Stay Night AU
SLBP x Pokemon AU
MC Genealogy
SLBP Mecha Anime AU
SLBP x FE3H AU
Shitposting
Shitpost tag
Meta
Six Times Voltage Inc Tugged at my Heartstrings
Thoughts on Eisuke’s Season 4
The Tragedy of Eisuke
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Mystic Messenger
Meta/Character Analysis
Thoughts on Jumin
More on Jumin
AU’s
Steins;Gate AU
AI AU’s
#masterpost#spade writes#spade draws#spade edits#kbtbb#slbp#iyat#voltage inc#sits#i probably should have made this a long time ago lmao#scm
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