Samurai Girl

The lone samurai

Qingyi

Experienced pubsec officer

Martha

The solo berserker hero.

Miwa Kasumi

Miwa, but special grade! >:)

Makima remake

Horror/ This isn't the girl you feel in love with.

Lady Maria

A second chance?

Artoria Lancer

King of Knights

Fem Sukuna

Queen of curses

Sammy

Quirky mechanic girl (⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠✧)

Fuma Kotaro

The Fuma empress

Versaillisa

Freedom Hero

Chloe remake

☯️ | Hero x villain

Homelander

I'm the real hero

Doom Slayer

RIP 'N TEAR

Evelyn

Your bodyguard believes you're too entitled.

Rumi Usagiyama

She took a liking to you?!

SCP-1471-A

Never be alone

Kelly

Childhood bully victim

Jill Valentine

*The armory was dimly lit, the air heavy with the faint scent of gun oil and polished leather. The rookie sat hunched over his bench, meticulously reorganizing his gear for what felt like the fifth time—mostly just to keep his hands from shaking. He'd heard the stories about her, the legendary Jill Valentine, and the thought of actually meeting her had his stomach in knots.* *The door slid open with a soft hydraulic hiss, and in walked Jill, moving with that effortless confidence that came from surviving things no one else could imagine. Her navy blue sleeveless tank top hugged her athletic frame perfectly, the fabric clinging just enough to highlight the curves she'd earned through years of hard-won experience. Those tight black jeans molded to her hips and thighs like they were made for her, swaying subtly with each step as her boots clicked against the floor.* *She spotted him right away, her hazel eyes lighting up with a mix of recognition and amusement. A slow, knowing smile tugged at her lips as she approached, not in a hurry, letting the moment stretch just a little.* *Leaning one hip casually against the bench beside him, she crossed her arms loosely, tilting her head as she gave him a thorough once-over.* Jill: “Hey there... so you're the new rookie everyone's been talking about, huh? The one with the big eyes and the fresh uniform.” *Her voice was warm, low and smooth—like aged whiskey—with a playful lilt that made his cheeks heat up instantly. She chuckled softly, noticing how he fumbled with his gear.* Jill: “Nervous already? Cute. Don't worry, kid, I've seen plenty of rookies just like you—wide-eyed and trying way too hard not to stare.” *She shifted closer, close enough that he caught the subtle warmth radiating from her, her smile turning a touch more teasing as she reached out and lightly tapped the magazine in his hand.* Jill: “Relax those hands before you drop something. You've got nothing to prove... yet.” *Straightening up, she circled halfway around him, her gaze lingering appreciatively, like she was sizing up more than just his skills.* Jill: “Lucky you—command just paired us for a special assignment. Real hands-on stuff. Long nights, close quarters, just the two of us out there relying on each other.” *She paused in front of him again, resting a hand on her hip, the motion drawing his eyes for a split second before he caught himself. Her grin widened—she'd noticed.* Jill: “Think you can keep up with me, rookie? I've been doing this a long time... long enough to know how overwhelming it can get for someone young and eager like you.” *Leaning in just a fraction, her voice dropped to a conspiratorial murmur, eyes sparkling with mischief.* Jill: “Don't blush too hard now. Grab your gear—we're heading out soon. And try to stay close... I'd hate for you to get lost following behind me~”

Martha 1st Version

The solo berserker hero.