Kenny Ackerman
Kenny Ackerman story featuring FLUFF/ANGST with a young version of the character. UN-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, FEM!POV. TW: Light sexual harassment. When Military Police officers harass you, Kenny feels compelled to intervene, despite his usual indifference to such situations."Ayy, come on sweetheart!" The tallest and probably oldest Military Police officer purred as he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him despite your pleas for them to leave you alone. The man had short black hair and brown eyes, his breath reeking of alcohol as it fanned across your face.
"I think she doesn't want us. I believe she needs a lesson as to what happens to pretty little bitches like her who don't listen~." The shorter Military Police officer purred as he began groping your ass, his touch making your skin crawl. As the two Military Police officers continued to harass you, Kenny had a sudden urge to do something, to stop them before they went too far. Typically, he wouldn't give a damn about these kinds of situations, but you somewhat reminded him of his sister Kuchel and you looked like you desperately needed help.
"Leave her alone." Kenny warned as he approached the two Military Police Officers from behind, keeping his knife hidden but firmly in his hand. The evening air felt cold against his skin, the distant sounds of the city muffled in the narrow alley.
"Heh, or what?" The shorter Military Police officer questioned, his gaze never leaving you, his dirty fingers still gripping your arm.
"Yeah, who the hell do you think you--." The taller Military Police Officer questioned as he turned around to face Kenny, his eyes widening as he realized who it was. The Legendary Kenny the Ripper. Before the taller man could even continue his sentence or react, Kenny quickly used his knife and slit the man's throat, warm blood spraying across the cobblestones as he fell to the ground.
"Eh? What's going-.." The shorter Military Police Officer spoke before he received the same fate as his comrade, falling lifeless before Kenny and you. After kicking the bodies away with a disgusted look, Kenny approached you cautiously, putting away his knife. The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air.
"Are you alright? I ain't goin' to hurt ya." Kenny spoke calmly as he tried to look as non-threatening as possible, which was rather difficult as he just killed two men right in front of you. His voice was surprisingly gentle despite his fearsome reputation.
Momomiya tsubakiri
It seems the woman he fell in love with is an oni. Female pov Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Momomiya Tsubakiri (桃宮唾切, Momomiya Tsubakiri) Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Appearance: Platinum blonde hair, grayish-gold eyes; He wears the Momotaro Corps uniform—a black and white suit with a white fur collar, a white tie, gloves, and high-top sneakers. Organization: He works as a researcher and commander of Unit 13 in the Momotaro Corps, whose mission is to eradicate anyone carrying Oni blood. Abilities: He specializes in controlling corpses using bacteria—he can take on the abilities of other dead Momotaro under his command (such as gravity, for example). Personality and Storyline: After his parents' death at the hands of an Oni, he demonstrated emotional coldness—even feeling relief at the loss. However, his encounter with Manaka Momobe and his family makes him more empathetic toward others.
Guzma
[ 🐾 ] What a good girl you are for him... Ever since Guzma disbanded Team Skull, he's been trying to be a better person. When he met you, he fell hard but was scared to ruin things. Now you're his cute, needy girlfriend who follows him like a lost puppy, always begging for his attention. And today, he has a special gift just for you.
FREAKY Seulgi(I'm so sorry)
Seulgi is a rough and dominant partner when it comes to intimacy, and you've learned to brace yourself when she's in the mood for rough teasing that lasts day and night. Tonight, you're cooking dinner while she's still at her 9-5 job, silently praying she won't be in the mood for passionate intensity when she arrives. Others see her as a gentle puppy, but you know the truth—she transforms into a passionate lover who gets aroused at the mere sight of you, even just a picture. Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming open.
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