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Hey so this is a place holder bit of text before we actually get into the fics so this isn’t like, day 1 or anything in fact I only uploaded this today since day 1 is in less than a week now, so yeah.

This is gonna be a doozy for us all, and please note, any NSFW fics I’m really praying no backlash happens from them, I only write it due to the wheel’s decisions on which characters, theme/genre/rating, ships/or no ships if it feels like it and story idea/kink for that chapter.

I’m doing this since it will be like a surprise game for me mixed with Russian roulette. Because some stuff it decides for me could be really nice to write while other times it might make me write something that is kinda weird that I genuinely feel like stepping on nails from how it is…. But hey! It’s fiction and nobody’s getting hurt at the end of the day!

Also to make it more interesting I can’t do any do overs with the wheel, and can only spin the wheel a second time that day to draw something as well for that day (aka your getting a fic and some art each day everybody, my hands will bleed yes, but that’s a small sacrifice to pay for, for example, mothman and Jack Frost frolicking through a field.

So yeah stay tuned for the insanity I’m working on and thank you to anyone who read this.

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It was one of those evenings again.

The ones where you can’t help but sense a feeling of need, desire…

lust.

Chiaki Tachiibana was inevitably the one dealing with this situation.

 The same thoughts that came to mind on those late nights when no one was around…

 About him.

 Naoki.

 Why…
 Why was it that whenever she felt this way, he was the first thing that came to mind...?

She thought for a moment, wondering if what she was about to do would be something to regret or not.

Eventually she gave in to the idea.

After all, it was a rather tame thing to do, no one would know anyways and no one was home aside from her.

Laying down against the bed, her clothes discarded and placed near the floor, she slowly began to slide a finger inside of herself, the thoughts getting stronger, a soft noise uttering from her mouth as she did so feeling the lubricant soaked on it.

Eventually she moved up to using two fingers, causing more stimulation, better thoughts, more pleasure, “Keep going…” she uttered imagining the dirty scenario she came up with, legs shaking from the sensation she was enduring, until she decided to go and use three.

As she slid three fingers in, the tightness of herself combined with the white hot pleasure was enough for her to let out a moan, “Harder… please… Naoki…!” She whimpered, feeling the lubricated fingers of hers pleasuring herself in such a desperation induced moment.

That was the moment the thoughts felt almost like they were real, imagining Naoki’s body, his voice, his… erect member… it caused stimulation beyond what she expected.

She continued to move her fingers inside her, moving them faster and harder, her noises became more frequent as she uttered his name over and over.

”Fuck, Naoki, please, I need you- Nghh! Keep pounding me I-Ah! Nggggh, gonna cum… I’m…GONNA-!”

Until inevitably her body couldnt take it anymore, feeling the most intense sensation of all from the climax, triggering her body to finally release all the desire out of her.

Her cries of ecstasy echoed throughout just seconds later as she finally came, fluid softly shlicked out all over her fingers.

Her screams of Naoki’s name continued in this state of pure release and desire, her hips violently shook as she finished, fingers violently moving deep in her to help her finally let it out, until she finally wore herself out…

She laid there, sweating, nude and exhausted from the climax, before looking at her hand, the one that was just deep inside her, now soaked in her fluid, the thoughts still lingered of Naoki, but now so did the post nut clarity.

It felt so wrong to do that but if no one knew, no one would judge, and aside, she could keep doing this whenever she needed to.

Getting up slowly, and grabbing her clothes to take with her, Chiaki, despite the numb feeling in her head, stumbled to the bathroom, deciding to clean herself up and put her clothes back on after what she had done.

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The faint sound of the grass rustling echoed throughout the fields of Mikado, there laid a river nearby, the soft hues of blue reflected off its surface like a mirror. There was but one thing that inhabited the river.

Fish.

Like, a lot of fish.

A huge fucking amount since it was the time of year where they would swim upstream too.

Standing near the lake, Walter stared down into the soft blue water, trying to keep his composure, he never liked fish, in fact, he was afraid of them, he wasn’t sure why, was it their texture, their beady eyes…?

Regardless he knew one thing was certain.

He was fucking terrified out of his mind.

He looked towards his father, whom was too busy collecting the slippery things, carefully placing them in a basket after catching them each time, making sure none tried to flop out and escape into the water again.

He shuddered.

Eventually his father handed him something, the fishing rod.

”You can’t just stand here doing nothing you know…” his father uttered, “So you’re gonna have to do this for me.” He added.

Feeling his pulse drop, then increase slowly getting faster, Walter turned to the river, fishing rod in hand, palms sweating, breathing struggled, body slightly shaking, grabbing the rod and placing a worm on the hook, he slowly lowered the hook down into the waters below…

Thats when it happened.

He felt something tug at the string of the rod, he tried to yank whatever was there, inevitably catching whatever it was, only problem was it was flying right towards him.

And boy was that fish huge…

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Meanwhile somewhere else near the fields of Mikado, Flynn could hear the faint sounds of terrified screaming echoing from near where the river was, he paused, briefly listening to whatever it was, before brushing it off as some random animal.

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27.

That’s how old he was now.

No longer 18, no longer a samurai but a drunkard from the events of it all.

As he continued to roam the forests, cloak obscuring his body, Navarre looked around, trying to keep himself together, the sounds of the trees rustling, birds chirping and rivers running was the one thing helping him stay focused as he continued to progress.

Thats when he noticed it.

A female hunter, bathing in one of the rivers, and he could see everything.

Excited upon the sight, he unbuckled his pants, wrapping his hand around his already starting to get erect dick, jerking himself off quietly.

Slowly as his meat beating progressed, he got slightly louder, panting turned into gasps and whimpers, then soft moaning.

Inevitably the hunter could hear it eventually, grabbing her weapon, she tried to see whatever was watching her, mistaking that a demon had been waiting for her at her weakest.

Startled and on the verge of blowing his load, Navarre lost his footing due to trying to run away, since his trousers and belt (which were around his ankles) tripped him up.

He fell into the river, unable to swim, it was clear he would drown…

The last thing he felt before dying being the satisfaction of busting his nut.

But despite the pleasure he felt, he had something else, regret.

He regretted everything he had done, especially for his younger brother who had recently turned 18 himself, he knew he had no way to apologise now, no way to show them all he was truly sorry.

He wasn’t ready to die, not now, not ever.

Thats when he woke up, his body now, small, see through and green.

A literal ghost of himself had awoken.

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“I sit there, upon the floor hearing the news of my brother’s passing.

Drowning was the cause.

Poor brother, he was never smart at all was he?

He was not magnificent or brave, just a pathetic coward of a man who caused disgrace to the family, dragged us through mud because of his selfish blasphemy.

Yet.

I still feel regret of the final day talking to him before it all went wrong, we had argued, it was other something so merely idiotic, I shouted at him that it was his fault that it all happened, that he caused us to be seen as fools because of his actions 9 years ago, i didn’t regret it, not until I learnt of his death, knowing I couldn’t forgive.

My own brother, now stuck below the ground where he lays, no samurai but a man who flew too close to the sun…”

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“It has been many days… hes, real?
It cannot be true, how could my brother have become a… glowing blob…?!

Is this the punishment I must endure for following his footsteps of becoming a samurai…?
Or something new?”

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Nanashi lay there against the couch, clothes strewn across his apartment floor. Despite the obviously pleasurable sensation his body was feeling from being fucked, he was more focused on something else.

 He kept scrolling through forum post after forum post, searching for this one "weird" or "shock" video of a guy struggling to shove a full vodka bottle up his ass… It sounded so stupid but so funny that he couldn't help but try and search for it (Aparently despite how graphic the end of the video was, in which the bottle either got lodged or broke while in the man, it was hilarious) , especially after finding a breakthrough that it was on a specific part of the forum he was searching on.

While he was nearing finding the “gold” of stupid content, a soft and familiar voice broke out weakly panting.

”Hey… are you seriously gonna keep doing… that…? We’re literally going at it and you’re not gonna look up from your phone or something…?”

Nanashi looked back at Toki, who was visibly confused despite the obvious fact she was also way too fucking horny.

 "Hold on, I almost found something, it's really stupid... it's some sort of stupid video... like a shock content one, but... you might find it funny." He muttered, immediately letting out a sharp breath as the sudden sensation of his dick being ridden felt insane.

 "I mean, if it's a shock vid, I know where to find it, just give me a description." Toki quietly uttered, clearly unfazed by the concept. Stuff like that didn't really affect her that much, mostly because of many reasons that made her desensitized to it (such as the multiple murders she had committed before leaving the Ring of Gaea).

"Some random guy tried shoving a glass bottle full of booze up his ass, and I'm pretty sure it either got stuck or broke inside him."
 He replied, "I literally heard about it on some forum and it was the stupidest thing I've ever heard. But on the contrary, it sounds so stupid that I gotta watch it just for the hell of it."

 Toki paused for a moment then immediately searched for it, muttering something under her breath as she calculated which random and odd video it was, finding it in less than 30 seconds.

 "It's this one, perfect description and everything." She chuckled. "I'm pretty sure I've stumbled across this video or something similar to this once, can see why you'd go searching for it."

 Then without hesitation she placed the phone on the floor, before turning back to Nanashi. "But now…?" She chuckled again, a tone of dominance in her voice. "You're gonna keep letting me do this to you until you cum every last droplet in me. So theres no need for… distractions like that getting in our way now is there…?”

Without hesitation, she resumed moving her hips up and down against his member, causing both of them to moan from the sensation.

 "Ah... fuck... you like that, Master...?" She whimpered, the feeling of submission creeping in slowly.

 Nanashi only responded with one thing, a soft nod of his head, his smile becoming more visible.

 The two continued at it, like a pair of animals in heat, the noises of their soft but slowly getting louder moans filled the room along with the faint sound of the penetration getting slowly faster and faster.

 That's when Nanashi felt it... the sensation that he was nearing climax. His soft moans and whimpers grew louder. He began thrusting his hips hard, trying to force as much of his length into Toki as possible. She was practically blacking out from the overwhelming stimulation she was receiving. The only sounds coming from her were gasping noises, uttering his name over and over. She was being fucked senseless, and she was loving every second of it. Nanashi slammed it in one final time, he let out a cry of pleasure, feeling the release from his dick, his eyes rolled into the back of his head from how heavenly it was, his body spasming. 

 Nanashi slammed it in one final time. He let out a cry of pleasure, feeling the release from his cock. His eyes rolled back in his head from how heavenly it was, his body spasming. He could barely hear her pathetically orgasming on top of him. She fell limp against him, her body twitching, moans and cries coming from her as she rode out the last of the climax, her nails digging deep into his back, leaving faint scars.

After a few minutes of lying there exhausted and silent, soaking in the post-orgasmic clarity after the vicious, rough fucking they'd just had, Nanashi awkwardly coughed, almost as if to break the tension.
 "Wow… Uh... you... still wanna watch that video...?" he asked, still feeling a bit lightheaded from it all.

 "…Affirmative."

 Needless to say, the two lay there against the couch in each others arms, nude, sweaty, and casually reacting to the dreaded forum video they had found.